Occasionally, I get e-mails from my readers asking questions. With permission, I answer them here.
I love your blog and your stories. I’m a versatile and sometimes get fucked and sometimes do the fucking. I since I’ve hit 30, I just really couldn’t stand using the condoms any more. But some guys insisted.
Then I found your blog. And read all about the whole stealth thing.
I get your point. You wrote about it as a warning to guys but you know, a lot of people are dumb and all. I had to get the cum in my ass and I needed to breed too. I made lots of condoms with pinprick holes. I always had condoms on me. Fuck, I even had friends ask me and I gave them away. I’ve left them around sleazy gay bars.
I finally got a poz test, which doesn’t bother me at all. Barebacking is a hotter experience now. Now I really think I’m breeding a guy and it’s taking hold.
My viral load is high. Man, I’m toxic, with millions swimming in me. I’m trying to decide if I want to go on meds or just continue to fuck my way through the world for a while.
But I’m having second thoughts about stealthing or slipping one of my special condoms on a top fucking me.
What would you do?
There’s this hideous gasp among some fags that an anonymous hook-up should be an honest exchange of information and despite the numerous dishonest exchange about age, weight, etc. prior to someone’s dick going in someone else’s mouth, it’s some sort of cardinal sin if a condom isn’t used.
Never mind how we kill ourselves with crystal meth, smoking and booze.
But those choices are addictions and diseases while bareback fucking is wrong, wrong, wrong!
In my opinion, you should go on meds. Anything to keep more bareback fuckers fucking, I’m in favor. It’s between you and your doctor how aggressive you want to be with the millions of friends you’ve got swimming around inside you now.
(And for any chasers, let me know who you are and I’ll consider sharing my toxic buddy’s info with you — with his permission — share his with you. You might want to include a pic.)
When I stealth, it’s usually a place like an adult bookstore or sex club. I was just there the other day and the fucking bottom I slipped my cock into pulled me out and insisted I wear a condom.
He didn’t provide one, mind you. I needed one.
I provided one. And he got a nice ride out of it and I got what I wanted. Interestingly enough, he kept checking to see if the condom was on, so I couldn’t rip it off. I didn’t need to do so because the fucker missed the point.
You want to be “safe,” you control the scene.
I brought my own “condoms,” which in the darkened room he couldn’t see each one lacked the full tip (not just the pinhole prick you use).
Guess what fucker? You were loaded!
Now this little tweaker, who was in a darkroom and never saw me or anyone else who fucked his hole. If I know what goes down in these dastardly places, I also wasn’t the only one to stealth that day.
Let’s discuss the logistics of the whole thing.
The guy I fucked was a slut. And while there’s plenty of DNA evidence in his ass, who’s to say the condom didn’t fail or, despite my words here, he didn’t give me a condom that was broken and I was the one duped. As we both know, that’s a possibility as well.
If you’re inviting men over to your place and fucking them at your house… well, that’s just another story. I’d personally never use the broken condom bit in private one-on-one condom bit.
That said, I have (on occasion) not honored the request to “pull out” in a timely manner. If the bottom is stupid to let me inside to play, I’m going to finish the game and score the touchdown. Truth is, most of the time they end up begging for it there anyway.
I’d also be a little careful about distributing sabotaged condoms. Anyone to simply pickup free condoms and expect them to work are stupid, but your fingerprints are probably on them and, well, I’d hate for some vengeful faggot to track you down (and in your city, they would).
After all this chatter, let’s boil it down:
- Fuck raw. If the opportunity presents itself, fuck raw.
- Go on meds.
- While you’re toxic, seek out chasers and gift.
- Stealth in sleazy places where bareback sex is the norm.
- Stealth as a bottom.
- Distribute sabotaged condoms anymore anywhere.
- Stealth as a top in one-on-one hook-ups
Best of luck and enjoy your new status. And don’t let the Aryan bastards get you down.
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