Its the return of the Thursday Sex Tip.
Last week I went to the bathhouse and ran into this cute, svelt, sun-kissed brazillian. He had a funny accent. And there was no conversation--which is often the case in bathhouses. He didn't talk to me at all. He just looked at me weird with big brown eyes.
Without talking I knew what he wanted. I pulled out a condom, wrapped up my dick and had him on his knees in 20 seconds.
A minute later, I was inside of him. Fucking him. Banging him. Trying to stab his prostate.
But there was something missing.
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The cutest black Superman on the Internet
I've been worried for some time. A few night sweats. An unexplained cough. A sore throat once in a while. Mix that with my hypochondria and active sex life, and I was a little concerned about my next HIV test. It was unlike me to have waited this long. It had been over a year.
Was this finally the time when all of my sex would catch up with me? Did I think I was Superman? Impervious to disease and knuckleheads on the Internet?
It was time to know the truth. So I headed to the one place where I knew I could get an inexpensive (and quick) HIV test...
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