Why I Haven’t Been Fucking Much Lately…
28 February 2010 | 14 Comments
My apologies for not updating the blog with stuff that’s been going on, but the truth of the matter is that not much has been going on – sexually at least… Life has been a bit crazy lately on a number of levels. Work has been busy on several fronts and I feel like I’m constantly behind on everything. On top of that my bf and I are about to embark on a HUGE project that’s going to consume a crazy amount of time for up to a year (those of you who know me know what that is). So this is just sorta early warning that I may not be fucking as much as I’d like… Life is like that sometimes. But the end result will hopefully be VERY good.
And in the middle of everything else I managed to get a pretty disruptive STD that’s made it so I couldn’t fuck (ethically at least). I noticed a little thing on my dick and then it spread to a few places on the head of my cock. I was scheduled to see the doctor the following Tuesday so I didn’t go into the Saturday drop-in clinic at Callen-Lorde. Then it turned out the appointment I thought was on Tuesday was actually on a Wednesday. Then a snowstorm came and they closed Callen-Lorde and canceled my appointment. So that meant a week delay getting treated. Then when I went in the doctor thought I had herpes, but then he called back saying I actually had syphilis. I got my shot for that the day after he called (in itself a long story that I won’t go into). Then it’s taken forever for my dick to heal and return to looking normal. I knew everything was safely killed, but it looked like shit. About the only type of hookup I could have done would have been a dark room pump-and-dump.
Oh yeah – I did finally get confirmation that I was negative for herpes (thank god!), but only after taking Valtrex for nearly two weeks (and paying a $70 copay for the shit).
So I haven’t been fucking much. I was thinking of hooking up this weekend, but between the big project and regular work, that just didn’t happen. I’m hoping to change that in the next day or two though so hopefully I’ll have more to tell you guys soon.
If you’ve been trying to hookup with me, that’s why I’ve been saying “can’t hookup for a few days”. I didn’t want to say anything until it was over and things were back to normal. But I’ll definitely be wanting to do some quick and easy fucks over the next week or so to make up for lost time.
And for the record, I think I managed to tell everyone who I could think of who might have been affected by my syphilis, and everyone who told me their results said they were neg. So I don’t seem to have passed it onto anyone (or at least not many people). But the point is STDs are a bitch but they’re also just sort of a fact of life for people who are sexually active. We need to be open and honest about them so people can get them treated and they don’t spread. Never be silent – always tell guys that they should get tested – otherwise you might wind up playing viral ping pong with them.
The other thing I’ve been thinking is that someone really needs to come up with a nicer name for syphilis. It sounds so horrible. Gonorrhea is called “The Clap” since there was a madame named “Mother Clap” who ran a whore house in the 1800s where guys kept getting Gonorrhea. And chlamydia is just a nice name to begin with. It sounds like a flower or something. I could totally envision someone saying they gave their boyfriend or girlfriend a dozen chlamydias for Valentines Day. Herpes sounds like a Greek hero… So syphilis really needs a cute nick name to put it on par with all the other STDs… Any suggestions?
UPDATE: It Gets Worse…
So someone showed up at my door today. She asked if I was [insert my name here]. I said yes. I asked who she was and she gave her name. She asked me to confirm my date of birth so she knew I was who I said I was. I asked her who she was and she repeated her name. I clarified that I wanted to know who she was with and she refused and said she couldn’t say that before I confirmed my date of birth. We had a bit of a Catch 22. I wasn’t giving out my birth date to a stranger and she wouldn’t explain myself unless I did. She had an envelope in her hand, so I took it and opened it and saw she was from the Department of Health. I knew why she was there so I let her in the apartment.
Since I had a positive test result DOH is required to follow up. I understand why the law exists but it’s incredibly invasive, completely frustrating, and felt like it took forever. I won’t go into every gory detail but, among other things she wanted details on everyone who I’d had sex with for months and months. I was evasive and said I didn’t know their contact details, but I also made it clear that I contacted everyone who I thought might be affected and that some of them had gotten tested and come back negative. She got the name of my boyfriend and obviously she knows his address. I told her we hadn’t had sex in a very long time but she kept going on and on about how he could have gotten it from touching me. I’m thinking if guys didn’t get it when I fucked them, what was the likelihood he got it even from touching my dick? Still, we’ll get him tested just in case. She even wanted him to get treated before the test results come back. That’s not going to happen…
At one point she told me I shouldn’t be having sex for 6 to 8 weeks which just didn’t sound right to me. I’ve never heard anything like that. So once she was gone I looked it up and she was, indeed, wrong. According to the CDC…
Persons who receive syphilis treatment must abstain from sexual contact with new partners until the syphilis sores are completely healed. [Source]
Which is exactly what I did… Needless to say, I trust the doctors and epidemiologists writing the CDC web site way more than I trust some lowly paid DOH employee with a shit job no one else wants. And guess what, even the web site of her own agency disagrees with her…
Don’t have sex until you … have been completely treated and all of your symptoms have disappeared [Source]
All in all she was just incredibly judgmental and rude – and she didn’t even have her facts straight. She kept reiterating that from now on I’ll test positive for syphilis as if that means I’ve got an active case of it. And the idea that my bf should get treatment even before he’s tested when he’s barely touched my dick (with his hand) is just completely over the top. I kept having to remind her that while I’d put up with her doing her legal obligations, I didn’t need her to stand there and pass judgment on me and lecture me. Then she wanted me to get my sex partners to go to the DOH clinic. AS IF I want to subject them to people like her. I told her I always suggest going to Callen-Lorde ’cause they’re gay friendly and non-judgmental. But it was like that wasn’t good enough for her.
I take these things pretty seriously and to be treated like I don’t is really aggravating. I’m not a leper – I just a regular guy who got an STD. It’s not like I’m trying to spread it or anything… Weeks before she came around, and hours after I found out, I contacted people I thought should know. That should make someone like her happy, but she couldn’t even muster up a positive word about that. Hopefully she believed me and the case is closed.
Looking back at it I think next time I’ll refuse to speak with them and say I’ll only speak with them if they send a gay man. I think a big part of what happened was homophobia on her part. A gay man would have handled the situation very differently. If the DOH comes knocking at your door, you might want to do the same thing…
Just for the hell of it, here’s a graph that shows the current “epidemic” she was telling me about. I find it fascinating that there was a huge spike around 1990 when everyone was using condoms and being very conscious of their sexual health. I also find it odd that I arrived right about that time and didn’t hear anything about it even though it’s the highest rate of infection in the past 70 years.
So yes, since barebacking has become popular (after 1996 when protease inhibitors came out), there’s been a rise in cases. Is it an “epidemic”? Well, historically, not so much though it is going up, but the rate it’s going up is pretty slow compared to other times it’s gone up.
One other interesting detail in the report is that most of the cases were men (which you can see above) and about 87% of the men were “MSMs” (Men who have Sex with Men). So the current rise in syphilis is a gay issue, but my guess is that that’s probably been true since at least the 70s.
Good day SIR!
I’m glad you are recovering well. A couple of suggestions for new names for syphilis:
1, love bites. “I can’t meet you, I have love bites”
2, the friendly disease – for those who get REALLY friendly with LOTS of people.
Respectfully, sub dave
In the 18th c., Syphillis was known as Cupid’s Itch, Cupid’s Disease, or Venus’ Curse. Maybe something like that needs to make a comeback?
I don’t get much from blowjobs either. From watching your videos, it looks like we’ve both been tightly circumcised. Do you think you’d enjoy oral more if you’d not been circumcised?
I was checking out the web site for IML 2010 in Chicago and noted that it has been changed back to the Hyatt from the Hilton. What are your thoughts on the Hyatt vs the Hilton location? I think the Hyatt is a newer and probably nicer hotel, but the Hilton does have some of that old hotel charm.
Good day SIR!
In 16th century Britain, syphilis was known as the French pox.
Venereal disease is derived from Venus ( the Roman goddess of love ). She was known as Aphrodite to the Greeks. Why not rename syphils “aphrodisia”? It sounds erotic, or like an exotic country.
Respectfully, sub dave
wow. and i thought they were dickish here in S.F. when it came to the DOH and syphilis. they will call you or e-mail you repeatedly and try to get more names out of you. i prefer to let me partners know myself, and don’t want the DOH to harass them. they usually regard any of your answers as lies, their tone tells you all you need to know. they usually will call yr doctor to check as well, and the doctors are usually very cooperative. it came to a point where i’d reply “i rather not answer that question” to every question until the woman slammed the phone down. or another time, i replied, “if you don’t believe me, what’s the point of having this conversation or interview, just write down what you believe…” then, i slammed the phone down.
Hi. A couple of thoughts:
(1) I’m sorry to hear about your syphilis diagnosis. Good for you for contacting recent partners and giving them a heads up AND for abstaining from sex until you’re no longer infectious.
(2) It’s great to hear that none of your contacts tested positive for syphilis, but as a dispassionate observer who’s obviously never met them (or you), I take it with a grain of salt. Do you know them well enough to know if they would be/were being honest with you on this count? Also, some HIV+ guys with syphilis will falsely test negative for it as their immune system won’t show evidence of the infection.
(3) Sorry to hear about the negative experience with the DOH worker. Not that it’s an excuse, but I’m sure she’s heard EVERY lie conceivable and EVERYBODY tells her they contacted everybody and they’re all negative, etc. Again, it doesn’t excuse her behavior/tone. Also, I sincerely doubt that a gay DOH worker in the same position would be any better — in fact he could be worse. In that position, the negatives of being a DOH worker would outweigh the (presumed) positives of being a gay man. (Seriously, some gay men are VERY sex-negative and highly judgmental of slutty/infected fags.)
(4) Sigh. The graph of syphilis over the years is for the WHOLE population in NYC, not just teh gayz. The peak of the epidemic in the late 80’s/early 90’s reflects the booming crack epidemic at the time. The rates among teh gayz at that time were actually at historic lows. (Not to be bitchy, but I think your confusion on this point might be a sign that your focus in life is a bit narrow at times. Happens to us all.)
Be well
I can’t believe an official came to your door after you were diagnosed with an STD, that’s outrageous! Talk about invasion of privacy.
Incidentally Mother Clap’s was a gay coffee house in London, so the links between STDs and sodomites has been around a long time!
Can you do a post with photos of you really soft where I looks like you’re uncut? Then contrast it with your erect photo.
Hello, again. Not to belabor the point, just to re-state what I’ve read elsewhere: the crack epidemic led to the (much maligned and stereotyped and even exaggerated, but empirically true nonetheless) “crack ho'”. Supposedly when you’re binging on crack and want to maintain or elevate your high, you’ll do anything (ANYTHING) to get your hands on some rocks or the money to buy some. So in the late 80’s/early 90’s there was a huge crop of females being very sexually active to get their high and males who were supplying them with the money or the drugs. (And non-crack users on the periphery who would gladly part with $10 to get off.) And nobody in these circles (and the circles radiating out from them) were using condoms, so the relatively low levels of syphilis blossomed into that huge spike you see in the graph. So, while it may not be a “love drug” — it was/is very much a “sex drug” in some circles.
Isn’t there a disclaimer that Valtrex has not been proven effective in gay men?
Hey, I just found your blog. 25 in FL. When I tested HIV poz (at 23) the DOH showed up at my house. It was mortifying. Not only was I struggling with the news (which I’d only found out 2 days before) but because nobody was home at the time they left a post-it note on the front door. I have 2 other roomates who, thankfully, did not find the note. When the person called me, I screamed at them so badly they hung up the phone on me. I know it’s there job but there has to be a better way of dealing with it. It feels so invasive and makes the situation that much worse.