Not to rehash history, but if you've read my thread, I became involved with an ER doctor with a cock perfectly qulified as a porn centerpiece. He gently taught me to take it and I learned to love it. After several months a woman, Veronika, was introduced into the equation, and for the first time in many years I began having sex with her, sometimes as a threesome with the doc, and sometimes alone. I'll add into this that the doc had talked me into barebacking, which felt different and very enjoyable compared to the safer alternative. I trusted his judgement. I have learned I was stupid, still healthy, but stupid.

Here's what happened. After a rather vigorous session with the doc I found myself alone with Veronika and we were fucking each other's brains out when she cried out, 'Oh Brian!' Mental image of a speeding race car screeching to a tire burning, skidding stop. My name is not Brian. Who the fuck is Brian? Cut to the chase, after a considerably loud and threatening interrogation, I learned that Brian is one of several men Veronika and the doc have been screwing, and I'm assuming all bareback because that's what the doc and Veronica like.

I moved my shit out of the doc's place that night and got a full pamel of STD tests over the next few days. I'm relieved to report I'm fine, except for my bruised ego. I had made the mistake of feeling some kind of emotional tie to the doc, plus I trusted him. Big mistake. Big betrayal. Fuck him and fuck her.