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  1. 1. What is your current HIV Status?

    • Negative
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    • Neg + Prep
      83
    • Unsure - Most likely negative
      90
    • Unsure - Most likely positive
      34
    • Don't know / Don't care / Don't want to know
      19
    • Positive - Medication not required at this time
      8
    • Positive - On medication
      105
    • Positive - High viral load & not on medication
      58
    • Positive - Not yet on meds
      26
    • Other (List in the comments)
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2 hours ago, Chargedup said:

sooner or later the wheels do come off 

they’ll want to raise the risk bar and boom 

My ideal would be to let my Top decide whether to let me continue on PrEP, or whether to substitute sugar pills (or blue-colored X). THAT'S total submission ...

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Probably poz. My goal is to get knocked up while I am still a teen

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Im not really sure.  I first got fooled by my current top about 15 yrs ago. The very first time it was bareback and I didn't even know him since it was a hook up from Adam 4adam.   I was just 22 yrs old give or take and he was in his 50s.  He convinced me to go bareback since he didn't like wearing condoms.  It was my first time being topped by a man so i was naive.  He unloaded in me and has ever since.   I still see him to this day and im 34 now.  I have asked about his status and be said he was neg but I have my strong feeling that he lied to me and he is poz.  He bred me last night and I enjoyed it . Frankly I am concerned about being poz but I also love when he unloads in me.   At this point I am probably poz and im sure it was him since he is the one who took my virginity and bred me and I have never been bred by anyone else.    I have gotten really sick at one point not sure if it was the fuck flu. But sure did feel like it like others have described it.    Im really into him so if I ever get the courage to get tested I guess I can expect to be poz.  

 

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Well, got tested again a couple weeks ago, apparently still HIV-. Considering my ex wasn't on meds for our first five years together, and often forgot to take them after that, I'd say I've used up all my luck this life.

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12 hours ago, BreedingKinkTwink said:

Well, got tested again a couple weeks ago, apparently still HIV-. Considering my ex wasn't on meds for our first five years together, and often forgot to take them after that, I'd say I've used up all my luck this life.

I really like that you and your ex were all bareback:-)

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