CUMSLOPPY STORY || Oxymoronic

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Yesterday afternoon I went to the Steamworks in Berkeley. The place was crowded, as it always seems to be on a Sunday afternoon. I was not horny in the “top” sense of the word, but I was determined to get fucked. That is all I really wanted.

I headed for the glory-hole booths straight away and found this hot 20 something dude hanging out in front of the door to one of the booths with a plexiglass divider/glory-hole. He did not immediately take me up on my obvious offer from the other side of that wall.

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While he watched I did take on another nice cock from the booth to the right of mine (facing the plexiglass wall). All I knew about this guy to my right was that his cock was large, cut, smooth, and nicely shaped. He fucked me for a while and then went deep with only small movements before stopping altogether. He stayed inside for a bit and I knew that he had just spewed his load inside my hole.

I left my booth for a while and wandered the place looking for more before heading back to see if there were any other guys to take on. This time when I passed the hot 20 something guy he did a double take as I walked by (he was still standing in front of the same booth he had been standing in front of earlier). I went back around to my booth and entered. The 20 something guy this time entered the booth from his side and dropped his towel.

I sucked his uncut cock hard, stood up to break open my Elbow Grease container, then lubed up his cock. He was much much harder when I lubed him up than he was while sucking him. Obviously he knew what was next and had that as a priority.

I turned around and let him slide right in. He fucked fast and hard. I could hear him moaning in pleasure through the hole at face level. I was loving making such a hot young guy feel so good!!!

His moaning got louder and he obviously shot right inside my hole without hesitation. Then he split…

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Oxymorinic? Not really a word per se. Oxymoron is found in dictionaries as “something that is made up of contradictory or incongruous elements”. Adding the “ic” makes the word into an adjective that has meaning to me for the following reason.

A friend of mine who lives in New York has been HIV+ for about a year longer than me. We were recently sharing stories of the things we have done since seroconverting and how those things sometimes border on what might have seemed crazy beforehand.

After telling him about one hook up in particular I said something along the lines that I must be nuts, to which he replied, “You are just relishing in your new status. It is oxymoronic really.” He also related that he kind of went on a similar binge in the early days after he found out, but that this had largely subsided now.

I latched onto his statement. It says the whole of what I feel. I have gone over that oh so scary line to become HIV+ but now I have freedom that I did not have before. I can do things that I could only fantasize about before. I will indeed most likely engage in more such fun behavior, because now I can.

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It is indeed oxymoronic.

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  1. If it is reputation to like getting dangerous seed in bareback, I should prepare for it becoming a positive. Because the top of the positive is good at lewd fuck, I love it.

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