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  1. 1. What is your current HIV Status?

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AIDS/HIV+ on meds, low viral load and low CD4 count. Because of previous opportunistic illnesses which led to my AIDS diagnosis, my status remains an AIDS diagnosis.

 

 

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I just came back from the clinic after testing HIV-negative, even after the 12 weeks window period. All other tests also negative (Syph, Clam, Gono, etc).

 

I must say that it feels good because I don't have any interest in pozing. It's not my thing. Now, I know that if the test would have been HIV+ I would have found a way of adapting to the results, like having lots of sex in saunas, etc. Now I want to stay HIV-.

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I just came back from the clinic after testing HIV-negative, even after the 12 weeks window period. All other tests also negative (Syph, Clam, Gono, etc).

 

I must say that it feels good because I don't have any interest in pozing. It's not my thing. Now, I know that if the test would have been HIV+ I would have found a way of adapting to the results, like having lots of sex in saunas, etc. Now I want to stay HIV-.

Have you considered PrEP?

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If I were in my 20's or 30's I would consider PrEP, but at my age when I already have different pains issues I don't feel comfortable taking PrEP worried of the side effects.

 

In my case, after so many years of really hot sex, more sex is just more of the same. I also have a couple of dudes that I can sex with and who test.

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I am bit confused as to why HIV status even matters anymore unless you are going to be monogamous. Seriously. The guys on PrEP and the poz guys are essentially taking the same pills. I love how the pharma industry has essentially hoodwinked everybody into popping pills forever.

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Honestly, if big pharma were REALLY behind PrEP, it wouldn't be so fucking hard for some people to get on it. When they decided to push a drug, it takes no time for everyone to be taking it. 

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I was referring more to the pricing. Big pharma is set to make even more money from people who are worried about becoming poz. That was my point. Now if health insurance companies are discouraging doctors from writing scripts for PrEP (Truvada) because they don't want to pay for it, that's an entirely different issue.

 

I'm amazed that big government allows big pharma to act this way. They've got a drug that will keep gay men alive/healthy, but they want $500-600 a month for it (too much for most people to pay out of pocket). And the pill probably costs pennies to manufacture. If big pharma wanted more people to use it, they'd lower the price. But no, they keep it high to make profits, but then help propagate the message that your health is at risk as a gay man if you don't take it. Wow.  

 

http://www.pharmacychecker.com/brand/price-comparison/truvada/200&252300+mg/

 

I use the term "hoodwinked" because a lot of poz guys are taking Truvada along with something else. I think it's very "convenient" that all neg guys need to do is take one of the meds a poz guy is taking and voila, he stays neg. 

 

So now neg guys are popping pills like poz guys so they can stay neg and big pharma is laughing all the way to the fucking bank.

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I was referring more to the pricing. Big pharma is set to make even more money from people who are worried about becoming poz. That was my point. Now if health insurance companies are discouraging doctors from writing scripts for PrEP (Truvada) because they don't want to pay for it, that's an entirely different issue.

 

I'm amazed that big government allows big pharma to act this way. They've got a drug that will keep gay men alive/healthy, but they want $500-600 a month for it (too much for most people to pay out of pocket). And the pill probably costs pennies to manufacture. If big pharma wanted more people to use it, they'd lower the price. But no, they keep it high to make profits, but then help propagate the message that your health is at risk as a gay man if you don't take it. Wow.  

 

http://www.pharmacychecker.com/brand/price-comparison/truvada/200&252300+mg/

 

I use the term "hoodwinked" because a lot of poz guys are taking Truvada along with something else. I think it's very "convenient" that all neg guys need to do is take one of the meds a poz guy is taking and voila, he stays neg. 

 

So now neg guys are popping pills like poz guys so they can stay neg and big pharma is laughing all the way to the fucking bank.

The GOP usually blocks any attempt to give the FDA authority to control prices so they are partially to blame. Even though evidence clearly shows big pharma is raking in the $$$ at the expense of american's, being most other nations have price controls.

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I'm actually surprised how few are on prep vs neg. Is this mostly a cost thing? Or do those who are neg have some other reason for not being on prep?

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      Daniel texted Jeremy in the morning and, even though he seemed happy for Daniel, he could read some angry subtext.  He left on a plane two days later for the interview and was hired on the spot.  He went home, packed up his things and headed in his car to Utah.  He thought about seeing Jeremy again while he was home, but the thought was too painful, and he didn’t think he’d be able to go through with the move if he did.  He was running away, yes, but he also knew that this was the best chance for him to have a career.  As he drove west from Illinois, he’d occasionally catch himself looking in the back seat remembering being held in Jeremy’s arms as he told him, “I love you too.”
    • By browsernmob
      So my week started out as a regular, non eventful, midsummer week.   The sun has been out which drives-up the heat index up, which in turn leaves me even hornier than usual, leaving me, so to speak, 'in heat,", so naturally I've been spending excessive time online looking for cock.  And the return on investment had paid off handsomely.  To put it bluntly, I've been the lucky bottom for 15 loads in the past 48 hours.   I've been in pig heaven, having DNA in my cunt for hours.
      As I'm writing this, I have a fresh load of jizz in my ass, a gift from a hairy Mexican daddy who dropped by after work because his girl won't put out.  He's a regular  fuck buddy and always gives my pig hole what it needs.  He's always quick, but honestly as a cum dump, I don't want a lot of chit chat.  I just want my top to breed my hole.  In this occasion we both got what we wanted.   He was load 15.
      I have an over active sexual appetite, and will do what ever it takes to get cum in me.   The hunt started 48 hours ago with a post on doublelist for anonymous loads.    A 24 year old tatted-up twink showed up to breed me.   It was of necessity a quick fuck as he needed to beat his wife home from work.  He gave me a nice big load from an average starter dick.  Afterwords I spent a few hours on various aps, but no one would commit to breeding me, which left me wondering "What's up with all the chat?   Do guys  want to chat or fuck?   Give up the cum men!"
      Fortunately I then received an text from a horse hung buddy of mine who wanted to whore me out in one of the two local bathhouses.  I was all in, meeting up with my buddy an hour later.   We got a room and I went straight to work on his cock.   Man I love his nine inch apple headed dick!  We deliberately opened the door as he started to fuck me, and, as expected, soon I was sucking the cock of two men who took-up the invitation, as my buddy fucked me, churning up the load the tatted twink had deposited in my ass.  
      After some time, my buddy withdrew from my ass, and encouraged the two other guys to breed my hole, each of whom did just that.  Then, using their cum for lube, my buddy when back to work on my ass.  Before long, an Asian guy entered the room, and while generally I don't often play with Asians, but as this guy had an eight inch cock, I was determined to feel it in my ass.
      My buddy and the Asian guy switched places, and the Asian guy did an impressive job on my hole, so when my buddy asked the Asian guy "Do you want to double penetrate this hairy ass?" I was more than ready.  Although orchestrating a DP is challenging, when both cocks were finally lodged in my hole it was absolutely amazing.  So amazing, in fact, that the Asian guy blew his nut within seconds of my buddy sliding into my ass.  AMAZING!   As I sucked the last drops of cum from the Asian guy's cock, my buddy finished up his nut in my ass.
      From there my bud wanted to cruise some, so I parted ways and started hunting again.   I took two more random loads, then found a bleached blonde, tatted up punk guy.   He was 27 and gorgeous.   He put me in the sling and gave me two more loads, loosing it right as his buddy walked into the room pissed that I got the loads!  Oh well!!   I went home and enjoyed knowing I had my pussy loaded up with seed from six hotties!
      The next day, horny at work, I decided to leave early and hit the other bathhouse.   I arrived and started cruising, then the red bearded cub that checked me came by.   He said he was on his break and wanted to fuck really quick.   We sneaked him back into the room and dumped a hot load in my ass within minutes of entering me.   So hot!  I took two more loads from what I suspect to be closeted married guys, yet they are always comfortable going in bare, no questions asked.  Works for me!  As I lay in my room with the door open, a hot Brazilian, sporting an amazing nine inch cock came in to give me his load.    I love how deep he goes, especially when he releases his DNA.  He looked quite familiar, so, thinking he was a repeat, he confirmed as much commenting "Yes, I remember your ass.  That's why I came back!"
      As I walked around the bath, I got a raging hard on watching two two black guys breeding.   I slipped my cock into the hole of one of the two guys, but when I explained I was mainly a bottom they both dumped a load in me.  Lucky 13!
      I went back to he room to watch some porn when an older daddy came him.  The girth on his cock was crazy.  As open as my hole was, he hurt a little.   Regardless, I gritted my teeth and took his load like a champ.  Feeling like my hole was wrecked, I just lay a bit catching my breath.  When a short blonde cub entered my room I honestly didn't expect too much, but as it turned-out he was a grower and not a shower.   I was turned on my his fat cock, and even agreed to letting him use a rubber.   As he worked my cum filled sloppy hole, I could tell he was getting close.   He paused to hit the poppers when I asked him "Don't you really want to add your cum to the mix?"   He started back fucking, then paused, pulled off the condom and quickly gave me his juice.
      Fifteen loads!  I love it.  You can be next!!!

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