I'm surprisingly mellow about the news. I guess because it's not serious, and so easily and widely spread (I think the figure was half of sexually active people have the virus). Just skin contact can transmit it, and beyond celibacy or fetishes involving complete coverage of the body you can't avoid that kind of contact. Though kind of annoyed they didn't offer the vaccine when I was a kid/before I had sex. But anyway, I'm not beating myself up about this so that's positive.
The doctor started treatment straight away, using a freezing spray. He said it he'd test it with a quick spray to see if it hurt. It didn't, so he got on which the main treatment. That's when the pain started. They treat it by freezing it, leaving it to thaw, then repeating the process two more times. Each time it started getting more painful. It wasn't unbearable or anything but there was discomfort there. After he'd finished and popped out the room while I pulled my pants back up it started hurting. Then he told me I'd have to keep coming back for at least two more weeks to get more treatments.
Looking at the leaflet it said it is best to avoid sex while there are warts visible. Which means another three sexless weeks. Changed my profile on Scruff to say I'm not looking for hook ups. Considered not using it at all, but I've decided to keep on checking it. Maybe in the hopes of something more quaint and innocent. Making friends, dates that don't end in a bed somewhere. Maybe making out and a bit of over-the-clothes groping. That would be nice, and to stop there without the pressure to go further.
If I thought "I'll fool around with you but there's warts on my cock so I'll leave my pants on" would go over well I would be fine, but I have my doubts.
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