3 December 2010 | 13 Comments
There are a lot of guys I’ve been wanting to fuck, last night I checked another one off the list. This guy stuck in my mind in part because he had told me at some point in the past that he was poz, but not on meds. While I tend to believe that guys who say they’re undetectable really are at least pretty close to undetectable, you never really know what you’re getting when guys have “Ask Me” or “Negative” in their profiles, and when they have “Poz” in their profiles you don’t know whether they’re undetectable and shooting blanks or high viral load and toxic as shit. The uncertainty just comes with the territory. I mean, with HIV criminalization laws in effect in many places it’s no wonder people aren’t upfront with their real HIV status – especially when they’re high viral load poz like this guy. And I don’t know if this guy even remembered telling me in the past that he wasn’t on meds. He didn’t bring up anything related to HIV status this time.
This guy isn’t the first high viral load guy I’ve known I’ve fucked – there was a guy at IML a year ago who told me he wasn’t on meds, and one of my fuck buds here in NY is long-term poz and I fucked him a few times when he wasn’t on meds (he’s gone on them in the past year)… Still, it’s fairly novel to fuck a guy who you know is toxic…
This turned out to be a pretty simple hookup. Middle of the afternoon he hit me up and I told him I was looking for around 7pm. He said sure, gave me his number and address, and then I confirmed before I left. He didn’t respond at first when I texted him to confirm, but eventually we got that worked out.
I showed up and he had this little room in an SRO. Amazingly there was almost nothing on his shelves. It was like he owned next to nothing. I’m sure there’s a story behind that, but I didn’t hear it. He strips down and he’s got a nice body. He had thick muscular hairy legs and was thin and mostly smooth from the waist up (though he had these great hairy forearms) – he reminded me of a centaur – it was sorta hot.
I asked him if he wanted me to fuck him with the PA in or out. He picked out ’cause he wanted to suck my dick. I was sorta intending on taking it out anyway, but would have kept it in if he wanted to get fucked with it. He asked the question I hear a lot – “Did it hurt?” Yeah, it hurt… I’ll go on a tangent here and say that ever since I’ve gone up to 0 gauge it’s hurt a lot. It’s big enough that precum dries on it and then irritates the piercing. Not quite sure what to do about that…
Anyway, getting back to the hookup – he proceeded to suck my dick a bit while I played with his body and his hole. He was wearing a Nasty Pig jockstrap – it suited him 😉 His dick was sorta irrelevant and never came out of his jockstrap.
Eventually I wanted to fuck, so I pulled away from him and got him on his back. I think he thought he was going to get fucked, but I pushed his ass up and rimmed him. He had a nice, lightly hairy ass that was a bit musky even though he had just gotten out of the shower. I rimmed it for a while, got it nice and wet with spit, then lowered his ass down, put some spit on the head of my cock and shoved in.
Lately I haven’t really enjoyed spit fucks – the spit usually doesn’t provide enough lube, but this time it worked. His hole felt good. Even though our faces were just inches away from each other he didn’t seem to want to kiss or anything – he seemed like he just wanted to get fucked.
Missionary isn’t usually a position I can come in, so I started rolling him over gradually. Eventually he was mostly on his belly. I hadn’t taken off my shirt and I was sorta glad. It was cold out and he had the window wide open just a couple feet from us.
Eventually I could feel my orgasm building and he knew it was coming as well. I could tell he was hungry for my cum and when I came I blew a good sized load in him. I rolled over so we were on our sides and slowly pumped his now cummy ass. It felt great. I thought about felching him, but was a bit out of breath and wasn’t really in the mood.
He just laid there. I could sorta feel he was done and not looking for anything more from me. He’d gotten the load and that’s all I was there for. So after just a minute or two I got up, put on my clothes and left.
Total elapse time was maybe 15 minutes.