Did you bareback between 1985 & 1995? Tell us about it...

[rawTOP]

The decade between 1985 and 1995 was sort of the height of the AIDS epidemic. Everyone knew you shouldn't bareback and condoms were all the rage. Yet people were barebacking...

I came out in 1989 in Austin, TX, but didn't have sex until about 6 months later in January 1990. Then I moved to NYC in late July. I went from zero to 60 pretty quickly. In Jan/Feb of 1991 I started escorting - but only did it about 9 months (had maybe 40 clients during that time), plus regular tricks. Then I got into a monogamous relationship late that year. So I was only really sexually active for less than two years - but I probably had sex with 100+ guys during that time. The entire time I don't think I ran into anyone who wouldn't use condoms (I always made sure they were on hand - I was very much into safe sex back then). Well, there was this one guy who wanted to bareback - a hot little trainer at a gym in Hell's Kitchen. But I forget if that was during that time or a little later.

That meant I was in the safe sex crowd and never really knew anyone who was barebacked (at least not anyone who'd admit to it). It was seen as way too risky. I know now guys were barebacking all through the AIDS crisis. I'm just wondering how big was the bareback subculture? How did guys find each other? Was it hard to find other barebackers? Was it mostly poz guys? Did guys pull out when they came? Was getting cum in your ass a fetish? How did you deal with the dark cloud of death that was hanging over barebacking? Did barebackers think the AIDS look was hot or were the guys who were wasting shunned? Was it mostly a drug-based culture? Stuff like that...

So if you were barebacking from '85 to '95 tell us what the scene was like...

[TustinBB]

I was 19 when I came out in 1979 in Orange County, CA. and we rarely used condoms then. I did run into a few guys who actually LIKED using them I personally thought they defeated the purpose. I liked the bare taste of cum and feel, still do. Used to go to bars in Garden Grove, Laguna Beach, Long Beach, San Diego, Palm Springs and Los Angeles. I've had 2 5 year relationships and we did bare 3ways, I now have a partner of 20 years who would dump me in a heartbeat if he knew I was on this site but I was poz when I met him and he is still neg and we have little sex beyond my sucking him off so I look for DL entertainment when I can. My favorite configuration, when I could arrange it was a 4 way with 3 others with big cocks where I would 69 with one of them while the other 2 took turns fucking the 2 of us or all of us flipping around. Fucking, sucking, swallowing, poppers and rimming - the best of times, damn I miss those days. I used to play with a different guy or couple every day of the week when I wasn't in a relationship. I was probably pozzed in 1984 or 1985. I met John King one night at a club in LA and have fucked with 2 or 3 others who did porno in the 80's. And the bath houses back then were amazing, no one used protection. I think that is where I caught Hepatitis (at that time there was no type "C", what I had they called non-A/non-. A friend and I wanted to fuck around but neither could do it at home so we went to the bath house but couldn't afford a room so we found a nice dark corner and someone crawled in with us while we were going at it. We both came down with it at the same time so it must have been that dude that got us. I've been with 100's maybe 1000's of guys and if I could I would still be getting mu brains fucked out every night of the week.

[RawPozLust]

I’ve been fucking bareback since I lost my cherry to a guy I met in a bookstore as a college freshman in Austin in 1979. I was mostly bottom for the next 20 years and never let anybody fuck me with a rubber (nor ever used one as a top then or now).

I mostly got fucked in bookstores in Austin and a sleazy adult theater in Dallas until I spent a summer in LA in 1982 and discovered the baths, which sent my sex life into overdrive and helped me discover my nature as a sex pig. I spent countless nights at baths in Austin and Dallas before graduating and moving to Orange County and Los Angeles in 1983.

I had memberships and spent many nights and entire weekends at the 1350 Clubs (there were three of them back then), Hollywood Spa, Melrose Baths and my favorite, the Coral Club, which had slings, mirrors and little tubs of Crisco in the rooms. I also had sex with guys in the steam room at the gym but preferred the baths, where sex was unlimited and available 24/7 for an insatiable sex addict.

Of course, the AIDS epidemic was in full swing by then in LA, so I certainly wasn’t surprised when I finally got tested and found I had HIV in 1984. Some guys tried to insist on condoms, but I was a horny young pig who always said “no rubbers” and never had any trouble finding guys to fuck me raw. Being poz liberated me from all fear and made it easy for me to spend hours on my belly in the public areas getting mounted, fucked and impregnated by guys I never even looked at.

I moved to Sacramento in 1988 and soon began spending weekends at Steamworks in Berkeley and sex clubs in SF. More guys were into rubbers by then, but I still found plenty of poz guys who played bareback. Rooms at Steamworks were available for eight hours then and renewable, so I continued spending many long nights (and days) having bareback sex with anonymous partners. After reading a forum post on BNskin or bugshare about how many sex partners guys had, I made a conscious effort to keep track for a year and counted over 200 partners (including many who dumped more than one load in my in any given bathhouse visit) in 1995. By the late 1990s I transitioned into more of a top and, of course, have never had any problem finding bottoms who want to get fucked raw.

I realize that I’ve been more fortunate than many men who lived – and died – during the AIDS epidemic. Speaking only for myself, those years were the hottest and most exciting period of my sex life. Looking back, I have only wonderful memories (that still get me rock hard!) and absolutely no regrets.

[einathens]

i was 18 when my first poz sexmate died in '84. by then the habits of my jailbait days in the late '70s were hard to break. i always swallowed, and would top raw whenever the opportunity presented itself.

a lot of people shunned poz guys then, but i never did.

interestingly, my poz men friends would let me top them bare, but none of them would do it to me.

i'm embarassed to admit it now, but it took me a while to realize it was hypocritical of me to top raw but request a condom if i was bottoming. deciding to go raw or go home was the most liberating choice i've ever made. and i still don't shun poz men. in fact, quite the opposite.

[Top4CumSwop]

I was in university in 1987 and was living on my own. Went cruising on the beach and met this horny hairy guy and he picked me up together with this Asian guy. Went back to his place. The Asian guy was more into sucking but the guy wanted to fuck and at that time I was definitely more bottom. He lubed me up fucked me and shot a load up me. I didn't think twice about it. Was neg until 2006 I was a regular bb vers then.

[luigi64bb]

In those years I often went into town to Bologna, and end the night, when the first light of dawn sprouted, I was at the feet of office buildings in the region and met with a Neapolitan boy with a big cock and fucked me without a condom and I he cum in my mouth, all in a square to open, it was great.

[drscorpio]

I moved to Austin for graduate school in 1985. I had come out a couple of years earlier and played around with a handful of guys without condoms because no one was talking about safer sex yet in Shreveport, LA. I got hammered with the condom scare right away in Lesbian Gay Student Association at UT. For the next few years I was increasingly sexually active (and increasingly moving from versatile to bottom), but always strictly following safer sex guidelines.

In the spring of 1992 after I already had accepted a job starting in August, I met a hot, older Hispanic guy through a personal ad who eventually got me to take bare cock for the first time in 6 years. After I barebacked with him, I started trying it bare with other fuckbuddies. Most of them were more than willing to fuck me without a condom although only a few would take my loads. To the best of my knowledge, they were all negative at the time; I do know the guy who originally got me into barebacking has since converted.

I ended up working in a small town in rural north Louisiana. I found the guys here fell into two categories. If they were local and my age or older (30ish at the time), they only barebacked and didn't even think about using condoms; the safe sex message hadn't penetrated to this corner of the world. If they had come to town to go to university here, they often had learned about safer sex practices already and were condom nazis. I had a mixture of safe and raw sex for the next few years. As far as I know, none of my partners were poz. By the late 90s, I had become a confirmed barebacker and never have had much trouble finding guys who want to fuck raw.

[Able_101]

damn bro. your my hero and mentor> so bad ass

[FatFuckPigMA]

I cme out sexually just a couple of years before the first articles about AIDS appeared, about the time it actually was spreading through the major cities in the U.S. So my first experiences sucking and fucking we're unprotected because there was no thought it was necessary.

In the early years of the epidemic I tried to pay safe because I was with someone who already had health problems (a heart condition).However, there were woopses along the way and those woopses became bigger and more frequent as our relationship came to an end.

By 1991 I was single and a confirmed barebacker with a penchant for getting fucked and otherwise used by nameless strangers in porn theaters while stoned, drunk, and high on poppers and bent over a seat or toilet. I fully knew the risk I was taking and loved every minute of it.

So I probably took my share of pretty viral poz loads, but it ws not something that was discussed at all. The few times I asked, the guy just scooted away. So being verbal about it ws unfortunately counter productive to the task of getting barebacker.

A few wars after Boston's porn theaters had all closed I ran into some of my former playmates online and found out some we're poz or knew of other poz guys who had fucked me. I don't actually know my status, but after 20 years of being the cum dumb of the Pilgrim (my favorite theater), all I seem to suffer from is ever encroaching middle age.

Now I am actually a happily married and very settled reformed slut. But I am still a barebacking, bug chasing pig bottom at heart. I simply love my husband more.

[babyeddie71]

from 1989 on I was still in high school and a football Jock I took every raw cock I could get at the local rest stop and still do to this day. I use to love it when a stranger would force me to my knees and make me lick and suck his cock get it wet and hard then make me bend over spit on my hole and fuck me raw telling how much of a fag and a cum slut I am.

I get rock hard thinking about it

[adje]

i did not, all the time my friends were dying, I did not fuck period. Hatedf condoms so that was the only option.

Then from 2000 I started fucking again and remained neg for another decade, testing at least 2ce a year.

But then the inevitable happened, but I got on meds immediately and was back on undetectable in weeks.

So do test, and do not believe to condom maffia !

[atlfukbud]

I was going to college in the south then, so it was pretty much - don't ask/don't tell -- It was very common for my gay pals to have girlfriends or wives and be fucking around with men too. We always carried a rubber in our wallet because it looked cool -- but I never saw anyone actually use one...it was always bareback.

[Planopitchcatch69]

I started barebacking in 94. I was young but knew exactly what I wanted and went for it! There was a 'fruit loop' in my home town and I was able to ride my bike or rollerblade there and always get a load or two in the tearoom. Damn those were the days! Lots of fond memories of the guys who'd fuck and breed me. Being a dumb kid I'd only ask if they were "clean" and took their word for it. Guess they must have been, I'm still neg.

[PhoenixGeoff]

I came out around 1990 or so in Toronto. I had fantastic guys who introduced me to the gay ghetto. In fact, my very first adult experience was an online hookup, on a local gay BBS (if you don't know what that is, get off my freaking lawn, whippersnapper!). The guy actually took me out to dinner, took me to my first gay bar and took me home with him. He also impressed on me the importance of using condoms. In short, a real class act!

Prior to that, all I knew about what it meant to be "gay" was from news reports (all the gay men were dying) and school taunts (being gay was bad). Between the two, it sowed an element of fatalism in me. When I first admitted to myself that I was gay, the first conclusion I drew was that I wouldn't live to see my thirtieth birthday.

I quickly became pretty sexually active, cruising parks, online, bars (yes, guys used to hook up in person back in the day...and going hone usually included an invitation for the whole night! Sometimes even breakfast! ). But my sex life really took off when I discovered the baths. I actually got a job in one, which had the benefit of a free room when I was off the job.

My first bareback experiences happened when I was drunk and the top took advantage. I knew what was happening but the alcohol kept me from objecting...lowered inhibitions. The next day, I'd be ashamed, guilt-ridden, terrified. And also turned on. I was ashamed of liking to bareback...I thought I was a freak with a death wish. No-one I knew admitted to liking sex raw. And every time I did it, I'd feel guilty and scared. I'd get tested, wait the three months holding my breath, then get tested again, then sigh with relief thinking I'd dodged a bullet and swear never to bareback again. I was under the impression that raw sex with someone with HIV guaranteed infection.

And then, at some point in the mid-90s, I discovered (online again, through IRC and an early barebacking website) that I wasn't the only one into raw sex. That was a huge eye-opener. And I was tired of feeling guilty and scared. And that streak of fatalism kicked in. And suddenly, I didn't care any more. I gradually moved from being willing to bareback if the other guy asked, to preferring barebacking, to insisting on it. I discovered that I could actually top without a condom, which opened up whole new opportunities for sex. And I've been barebacking ever since.

[Guest nastypozhole]

I first got fucked 45 years ago at age 10 and I loved it so much that I never lookede back. When AIDS came along I thought about it and I realized that taking cum in my hole was a more meaningful and vital experience for me than "safety" so I never once allowed a man to fuck me with a condom or to pull out. I proudly went on talking any and all loads and was calm about it, having made my OWN decision