“Oh Micro! Why art thou so revealing?” I ask myself in the class every time we learn something new. One thing I kept thinking to myself during class is, all the people who breed the booty like groceries better watch out. E. coli, a bacterium that is normally found in the digestive tract and is very helpful for us, is classified as an opportunistic pathogen if it enters the urinary tract, bloodstream or an open wound. Opportunistic pathogen means that it would lie in wait or be dormant until your immune system is weak. You see where I’m going with this? If a Top has a cut on his lip or tongue, and eats a relatively unclean booty like a starved lion eating its fresh prey, then E. coli from the area of the anus could be transferred into the bloodstream and lie in wait for when the Top’s body’s defenses are weakened. Chei. So also, if the Top fucks raw, the E. coli could move through the D and into the urinary tract, and possibly cause an infection later (don’t quote me on this o, lol. I’m merely speculating. I am no expert). My dearest brothers and sisters, be careful biko. Continue reading
FOREWORD: Previously on Dubem’s HIV story, click HERE to read.
‘One day, when the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
Oh, one day, when the war is won
We will be sure, we will be sure
I watched the 2015 Hollywood award shows before seeing the movie, Selma, and so, I got to watch John Legend and Common’s performance of the movie soundtrack, Glory, before grasping the power of the Black Civil Rights Movement depicted in the film.
But this piece isn’t about all that. It’s about the lesson derived from a sense of hope and a strength of will.
I am Dubem, and I have being living with an awareness of my HIV Positive Status for three years. Continue reading
Homosexuals are commonly tagged as ‘pleasure seekers’ and as a result, many people including homosexuals themselves, perceive homosexuality as a ‘FUN Lifestyle’. But it’s neither fun nor a lifestyle. It’s who we are. And if we don’t get a handle on the choices we are driven to make by our sexuality, there’s a whole lot of deep shit (no pun intended) we might get ourselves into.
Statistics from all around the world show that homosexuals (gay men) are more prone to contracting dangerous sexually-transmitted diseases than people of other orientations. As fact, homosexuals rank the highest number of people living and dying from HIV/AIDS. It is for these reasons that #NOSTRINGS discusses and exposes the common dangerous sexual practices of gay sex, as well as provides knowledge into methods that could help the average homosexual person stay safe and healthy. The discussion balances sexual pleasure and safety as the both are paramount to every human being, homosexuals inclusive. Continue reading
It is pretty clear that gay men have major thing for all things anal. Not to rain on anyone’s patootie parade with this piece (originally published on queerty.com), but there are important things about your (second) favorite body part that you need to know so you don’t get any unwanted junk in your trunk.
Queerty spoke to expert fanny physician Elie Schochet, MD, of Ft Lauderdale, who has become a popular go-to man on anal health. And as a straight man who claims to tell gay guys how to use their asses right, here’s some important messages he has imparted.
- Respect your sphincter!
Pain is a signal from our body that something is wrong. Yes, anal sex can hurt as you learn to relax, but real pain should never be ignored, no matter how insistent the top might be. Your anus needs to last you a really long time and injuries can mean a lifetime of problems. Continue reading
It is my second doctor’s appointment. I had woken up early, but am just too lazy to leave the bed. Maybe, it’s because I know the hospitals are still on strike, and there is a 50/50 chance my time is just going to be wasted again.
Besides, I’ll be leaving Benue State soon. I have just completed my National Youth service year. I don’t want to go through the process of enrolling for treatment here, and then repeating the whole thing when I return home in Asaba.
I grab my phone to say hello to my twitter followers, and – yes, to observe my dick-pic-watching routine. If you’re lucky, you could even get to see short videos, amateur videos to be precise. I start watching my dick pics, when NEPA brings their yeye light back. That is when I know I am not going anywhere today.
Then, I think about calling Batman, to let her know that I won’t be going to the hospital, before she starts bombarding me with questions. I call over three times, and she doesn’t pick up. Then I call my sister. Continue reading