A Charge a Day

Today I read in RawTop's website that there are studies which suggest that a poz load up a poz bottom's ass might help him stay healthy longer. Something about the immune system's need to be reminded or reinforced to maintain its vigilance and effectiveness. If this is true, it makes fucking obligatory for those of us poz bois who never needed much of an excuse to get fucked. But for those victims who remain in their apartments fearful of going out and meeting people and getting 're-infected,' it provides something to think about. Seriously. If true. Or if not true.

Lights Out at the Steamworks

I'd been meaning to hit the Lights Out Thursday at the Steamworks in Berkeley for some time now, and finally, it worked out. First thing, it didn't seem that much darker than usual...maybe the corridors were not lighted, but the lighting in the rooms can be adjusted as usual. I got there a bit early, 4:30 or so, but I know from experience there's a crowd that wants to meet up between 3 and 7, then there's a lull until about 9 when it picks up again.
My first fuck was from a Filipino who used a condom (the message is getting out...it's the men of color who are using condoms and the white guys who aren't...as a rule, from my personal experience) to deliver a good, adequate, honest fuck...no tricks, no dirty talk, no orgasm...just a good workout. OK. Within minutes of his departure, a bald meaty white guy came in and plowed my ass bareback. This was a nice athletic vigorous fucking concluding with a blast up my butt. Some dirty talk, and like a good top, he grabbed my ass and took control. The good bottom stays put, and I took easily his 7 or so inches. Finally...and all this happened within an hour...a middle-aged Latino guy came in and fucked me with a condom...his was the fattest, biggest dick of the evening but it was also only an okay fuck...maybe it was late for him, maybe I wasn't his type, whatever, but it was nice having that fatdick up there. No loads. Size matters only most of the time.
Then I did something I've never done before. After checking out the remodeled gloryhole area, I saw a fuck saddle and got myself up there, butt up, head up, ready. Within a matter of 20 minutes, I was fucked by three guys, 2 bareback...I usually reach under to feel a dick gripped by my asslips...that's how I know one guy was wearing a condom (I kept hoping it would slip off) but he handled me so smoothly he must have been in the gloryhole section with a condom on, but that doesn't make sense. Whatever. No loads, but I'm a convert...the fuck bench worked really well on this outing, and I'll plan to spend more time there next time.

Poz Degrees of Separation

I've bought the new 'Pounded' by Liam Cole for Treasure Island Media as well as Frank Stein's 'Shoot to Thrill' for Fuck Machine. I ran them through but I'll review them in a subsequent posting because I really wasn't in the right frame of mind when I skimmed them. I wasn't 'in the mood.' I'll tell you what was missing: the Poz Tree with its Degrees of Separation. It's far sexier for me to know who's poz and who's shooting a toxic load up whose ass, and what poz bottom is getting re-charged with a fresh shot of germed seed. I don't know many of the British guys in Liam Cole's repertory company...yet. I know Adam King is poz, and I can guess about some others, but I need to know my men before I can fantasize situations for them, which makes it all the hotter for me. I envision a Poz Tree with a trunk growing from the roots of Dawson, Jeff Palmer, Cam Cruise, Ray Butler and Will West, all openly HIV-positive and from their poisoned jism growing branches, sprouting Billy Wild, Jerek, Alan Gregory, Christian,Steve Tuck, Tim Tyler, Bo Knight, Fyerfli, and more poz seed spreading, growing studlets like Fred Mayer, Derrick Downs, Aaron Summers, Johnny Farrell and so on, and others I can only hope are positive and open to spreading their seeds onto the fertile ground of willing bottoms like me. Ah, well, I've been fucked by Will West but he didn't come up my ass (and later apologized for it, what a gentleman) but it's the thought that counts. So as I get to know more about these now unfamiliar performers, I'm sure that they won't disappoint. By the way have you noticed, how the tops in bareback porn are so coy about their status? As far as I know, the super-mega-tops in the business, like Brad McGuire or Jesse O'Toole don't really advertise whether they're poz or neg...Dan Fisk says he's neg and I believe him but he'd be so much hotter for me if he were poz. I know this is all politically incorrect, but let's just say that admitting I'm poz has never resulted in a top refusing to fuck my nasty ass. That said, I'm going to pop 'Shoot to Thrill' in the dvd player right now and meditate on those filthy acts perpetrated upon mattresses dumped on a concrete floor in some basement in some warehouse in some derelict part of town. Frank Stein definitely knows how to do it. Reviews of this video and 'Pounded' will follow. Now I'm looking forward to some 'Lights Out' action at the Berkeley Steamworks tomorrow night. As for you all, get laid tonight.

The Art of the Come-On

I grew up in an era, the 70's/80's when it was cool to act disaffected, even bored, above it all, diffident...even when on the search for sex, which doesn't make sense but there you have it, the Golden Age of Attitude. Even now, I pretend not to be interested, even when I am not disinterested, or...flattered. I was at my gymn last Friday night when a tall dude, an Arab no less, engaged in his usual flirting, it's been going on for months...he's got big eyes and lashes and a nice smile, but he comes across as if everything is a big joke, including sex. So he's been coming on to me, in a very cheerful way with the toothy smiles, the flashing eyes and the small talk. I never took him seriously, being from the Golden Age of Attitude, as I said, and I wasn't particularly flattered...he can't be serious, I thought...for one thing, I'm 5-8 and he's about 6-6, skinny and all legs. So after some banter, he follows me into the locker room where he starts motioning me to head towards the showers. Let's go...to the showers, he's gesturing...he means the steam room...and then he gestures a mutual jerkoff...not my scene, never was...besides tonight I couldn't get it up to save my life. Still, I'm surprised that guys still go about it this way. He says he has a girlfriend, and I believe him...he's straight and probably thinks all gays get it on at the drop of a hat. What hat? I'm thinking he doesn't know how to go about it. He's dense, thinks all gays want straights and can be had.
The next day I was checking out the sale bin at Superstar video in the Castro. I'm wearing tight black capri pants (yeah, I know, but they're hand-me-downs from a friend who wears things for a few months and then gives them away, besides they're Armani Exchange) with my dick stuffed down one side. I pumped up before I left the apartment and since my dick doesn't fit in the cock ring after I pump, I just tied up with a thick leather bootlace...and I'm showing a nice roll. I'm grabbing myself slightly which I tend to do when alone, and I did think that I was alone when out of nowhere, a voice says 'I can help you out with that.' It's a big young shapeless guy, the kind that wears baggy running pants, an oversized tee-shirt, shaved head, a mediterranean type, maybe latino. I laughed it off in a friendly way, but I thought it was better than ignoring him altogether. Twice within 24 hours and I'm trying to figure out if that's significant. I'm not into cruising and I'm not a tease, and I don't know enough not to wonder what's going on...as you know, I'm gettin' old. Could there be a future for me?

Equal Opportunity Politically Correct Bottom

It was time to revisit my relationship with the Steamworks in Berkeley. I've had a lot of hot times there over the years and one really bad experience where I got fucked on my belly by a leatherman and the unyielding pressure on my balls resulted in a testicle that swelled to the size of a softball and required a visit to the emergency room. And over the years, I may have picked up a bit of the clap there and I may have converted there (but I don't really think so), but on the whole, the Steamworks has been great for me. This last visit within a couple of hours I got fucked in succession, by a big black daddy type, a white bread vanilla white guy, a short flabby latino and a slender Asian guy...all using condoms except for the Asian guy who didn't fuck me for very long. In each case, the tops deposited the rubbers into the handy bag hanging off the wall. I checked and only one condom contained a load, and I don't know whose. All said, it was better than staying home, but we do want those loads, don't we? As for the Steamworks, they've done some capital improvements, and have re-done at least some (all?) of the rooms with fresh paint, and the place looks better than ever. STD and HIV testing continues, on certain nights...and I have a special respect for the Berkeley Men's Health Clinic

Fisting a Porn Star

'What is a porn star?' pornstar Damian Ford asks in Jochim Hick's 'Sex/Life in LA 2' (2005)...does one movie make you a star? Well, Damian, in the twisted world of porn, I'd say 'yes,' but it pays to get the pornstar's name correct, which can be hard since some performers play under more than one name. But I had a brain fart at Tom Fister's party last Dore Up Your Alley night, which was last Sunday night. I had seen this guy before at Tom's parties, and I recognized him as Ray Raven from HDK's 'Roadtrip #3' in a segment where he got gangfucked by the Chris Cohand Houston gang...he has a splendid, fabulous 'abused' (as Jeff Palmer would say) hole, and I knew that I wanted to fuck it, fist it. Last Sunday night I had my chance...he was there!...and after exchanging glances for about half an hour in Tom's 'fisting attic,' we connected. 'No gloves, right?' I asked. 'No gloves,' he said.
And then I blew it...I said, 'aren't you Ray?' 'No,' he said, 'I'm David.' Which was true, no doubt. He got up into the sling and I fisted his hot ass for a good while, and he was a talented, receptive bottom, this David not Ray. His wasn't the deepest hole I've ever fisted...after some work, I finally got my fist completely in but I wasn't able to work it around as I've done in the deepest, widest holes (see the Cathedral City Cove fistfuck) but this was a nice, satisfying encounter. I'm sure it was Ray Raven, though...which would have made it hotter for me...since I buddylisted him last year on barebackrt and he's poz (of course!). Ray Raven. Blissed out after fisting this nice butt, I hit the bars in the Castro (Tom's is just up the street), Toad Hall not much goin' on, Midnight Sun nothin' goin' on, my pal Robert was tending the front bar at The Mix but it was an dull looking crowd and way after midnight...so I bagged it and caught the last Metro train, and was in my own bed by 1 a.m.
Subsequently, I checked my own private porn library and played the Houston segment of 'HDK Road Trip #3' and saw my porn star...he's Roy not Ray Raven, and he's my guy. Roy, Ray, no matter, in bed, alone, I jacked off to the memory of fisting a hot poz butt. Yes, there are porn stars out there, he's a porn star, fuck'em, fist'em.

Cock Hungry in Palm Springs

It's been 115 every day for the past week, and that limits daytime action...no matter, I have been priming for pspigslut's party on Sat. night. I also planned to check out the action at Camp Palm Springs and the Helios Resort. But then I hooked up on barebackrt with a poz couple in Cathedral City, both of whom wanted to fuck my ass. I popped an ExenZe and made it quick for Cat City. They wanted me there no later than 10, and once there, in their dimly lighted house near a golf course, I went to work, sucking both men off, and following their lead to the bed where I was posed on all fours. What these guys like is to rim, and rim they did...I'm always afraid that I'll fart, but that never happened. The aggressive rimjob leads to some serious tag team fucking...one dad is the Rugged Type, with a 3-day growth of beard, and big shoulders and a big chest. The second dad is older but a Gymn Built Type...perhaps the best looking man of his age I have ever met. Rugged Dad fucked me religiously and dumped his poz load with a lot of noise and humping. Gymn Built Dad put me on my belly and proceeded to drill me thoroughly until he shot his poz load deep into my ass. Then it was over, I was out of there by 10:30. PSpigslut's doors lock at 11 so I got over there quick...it's a big house in a quiet neighborhood despite being on a major thoroughfare. The set up is in the garage...slings, gloryholes and a couple of platforms for fucking...and more slings and a swimming pool in the backyard. There was a lot of smoochy action in and by the pool, but that's not my scene, so I spent most of my time on the platform where a hefty Latino chub was getting fucked by a tall hot white dad...chub bottoms should always get on their bellies as they usually have sexy round bottoms begging to be parted and fucked hard. A substantial tall black daddy shoved his equipment into my face and I got him hard in no time...then he put me on the platform and fucked me to heaven...I was facing the Latin chub and kissed him and he kissed me back and it was hot, I love kissing another bottom while we're both getting fucked. Black Daddy shot his load in my ass and promptly disengaged. A white preppy type was getting drilled in a sling...by...an old trick of mine, Desert Rat. Desert Rat has fucked me several times at the Camp, and he should be called the Desert Energizer Bunny...he fucks and fucks and fucks with great gusto. I knew that he would be working on Preppy Guy for another half hour, and since Black Daddy was now working his big schlong up the Latino Chub's butt, I elected to leave right then...it was 11:30. I didn't want to go home since it was still early and I had 3 loads in my ass, and I was feeling all 3 loads, that urge to crap them out but of course I didn't want to do that. It's still fuckin' 95 degrees out, it's almost midnight and I'm shirtless, wearing really old worn camo pants and black flip flops...I'm sweating so much that my feet are sticking to the flip flops...I need a beer, and decided to hit the Tool Shed. I didn't like the way the bartender addressed me so I didn't give him a tip, I took my beer and did the standing and modeling routine, but the crowd wasn't out to meet up...it must have been CowGirl Night since there was a lot of western wear and not much leather of course since it's so goddamned hot. I decided to bag the Tool Shed and cruise Helios...if there are a lot of cars there, then I'll check in, the night time pass is $20. There are a lot of cars parked up and down the block, so it's a done deal. I staked out a place on the mattress in one of the playrooms, and decide I'll give it an hour...there seems to be a lot of looky-loos, but you never know. After about 20 minutes, I feel a probing and dick insertion, followed by a fierce fuck...the top slams his bod tightly against mine and does a quick, tough, steady rabbit fuck. As usual, my face is buried into the mattress but I do take a quick look at the full height mirrors all around and discover that the top is...Desert Rat! Black Daddy is also here. Desert Rat fucks me vigorously for about 20 minutes and takes a break...I don't think he recognized me...he just fucks and fucks, doesn't talk much though enough to tell me that he's neg and works as a teacher in the Hi-Desert. I stroll around the grounds and climb into the sling at the far corner of the enclave, and finger my ass and use the cum that trickles out to lube my dick for a jerk off. I'm having trouble getting hard...does ExtenZe work? For the good-sized crowd, there are probably 50 to 60 guys here, there is not that much action, and it's getting late, about 1:30 and I do have to drive back to San Francisco in the morning...so I bag Helios, grateful for the sexy ambiance and Desert Rat. As I make my way out I pass another outdoor sling where Desert Rat is busy fucking some bald guy. The guy's incredible...what does it take it make him cum? When I get home, I jack off...it takes me about 5 minutes and blow a nice load...does ExtenZe work?...and drop off to sleep hoping that I still have some poz cum in my ass.