There's a difference between being fucked and being bred.
If you're a bottom, you know what I'm talking about - you know when a man is breeding you, and you know when a man is just fucking you. The question is, how do you know?
How about the way he acts? Oh, no, that's not the way; And you're not listenin' to all I sa - wait a minute, that's Cher...
I mean, part of it is the way he acts, the subtle shift in tone of his voice, the difference in the position and firmness of his grip
I found my self in a cheap hotel in Ft lauderdale.. It was know for being a sleazy place, Where prostitution runs rapid, It was full of Pimps and Hookers. That' where I met Him,
I got up wearily from my long and exhausting night being fucked and punished by my new Black Master. As I awoke, I could scarcely believe that all those depraved things had happened to me. One minute I had been merely exchanging emails with a man, who could have been anywhere and the next minute,
I'm a Good Friend (TM)!
Last night I was sharing a bottle of wine with a friend - just a regular friend, no funny business! - and after he mentioned he's had rather a long drought I joked that I'd sort him out! And no, I didn't really mean it; it's not that sort of friendship at all, but... Well; he - also jokingly - said he'd take me up on the offer.
Well, You know how it goes... The joke got a bit out of hand and before I knew it he - still jokingly - groped my crotch and said "give
I don't under stand why or how I was chose to be for Black Use, I guess it was because of my young petite body,
My first sexual experience was with A Black Boy, During school I went to the bathroom and a Black Boy was in the bathroom smoking, He took a pencil and shoved it up my ass, The bell went off and I pull up my pants and ran to class After the school bus dropped us off, The Black Boy said lets cut thru the woods, As soon as we were in the woods He told me to pull down my pants, He sa
Just looking at porno and sites your brain is changing its software …
Without being conscious of it you becoming a Slut for BBC’s. You know you need to serve… No way back… You’ll be a slave for BBC Masters… Process has already began…
What step are you now ?
1- You become conscious that Interracial Sex is different… You don’t know why, But you do love this,
2- Your Curiosity and begin to watch more Interracial Porn. You are looking for more and more Interracial videos… BBC
I started watching interracial porn online and then wound up moving to interracial specific sites. I chewed through everything they made in probably under a month. They were the first porn sight I subscribed to and, so far, the last.
They weren't making videos as fast as I was consuming them so I looked elsewhere. Then I learned about the entire Queen of Spades scene; women who only slept with black men. It was hot. Really hot. Eventually it was all I could get off to. After
I always put on a blindfold the second I'm inside his apartment. And then I get naked. And then I get fucked, standing there in his hallway.
Today he was kind; he rimmed me nice and wet before he rammed his 8" cock deep inside me. (Other times he has just spat on my hole, rubbed his cock in it and then pushed inside me...)
He dragged me into the bedroom, and then the fucking continued with me on my knees on his bed. He rammed my hole from every possible angle, slowly opening me up. I k
Well last Friday I decided to stop by the adult video store near JFK while on my way to BJ's, the irony isn't lost on me. So I arrive and cruise the back there's ab few in the back. One guy who was holed up in the booth and didn't want to be bothered, a fellow cock sucker like myself and two other guys. One of the guys was giving off all the signs that he wanted to get off, grabbing his hard cock? Check. Looking for someone who looks like they may blow him? Check!
So he looks at me and I l
Well, I did it. I went the full 8 days without PrEP and was as a big of a slut as my body could handle. It's not like I freaked out in the middle and stopped having sex or anything. All in all I got 33 loads (which was just 1/3rd of my initial goal and 1/2 what I really hoped for). In the process I learned a bit about my body and how I feel about getting pozzed…
Just a quick note to say that PrEP is >90% effective 7 days after you stop (if you've been taking it every day, which I was), b
I was feeling a bit needy yesterday, so I wrote to a fuckbuddy and offered him my arse... He's a solid 8-incher, cums bucket-loads and basically knows how to make a BBottom squeal with joy and strain! Sadly he didn't have time yesterday so he'll fuck me this morning.
But... Since he likes fucking rough - and since I was horny - I decided to try to get my hole warmed up a little last night in preparation!
-So I wrote to a Daddy-type I know and offered him my arse, and within a few hours
True confession: My ass is my weakness.
For some, you grab their cock and you grab their soul. A few get weird about their nipples. For very, very men, it's the stomach - give them a piece of pie and they're putty in your fingers.
For me, play with my cock all you want; it's a soldier (it definitely stands at attention and shoots) that can take your abuse. You have to know what you're doing to work my nipples, they're funny that way. But just start a fingertip down the valley at the ba
So I did it. I went on vacation (9 days, 8 nights) and didn't take my PrEP. It feels weird going out, taking loads, and then not taking the pill that night. I wake up every morning wanting to get pozzed, but at night I'm tired and doubtful. But can't say I've got any major doubts – it's more like a nagging feeling to do the right thing.
So far Fantasy Fest has been pretty slow and I've struggled to get loads. I was hoping to get 100 loads this week, which would have required I get 13 every
Our culture has the strange dichotomy of valuing humility yet paying attention to braggadocio. Usually, when someone makes a claim like, "I am the greatest!" we aren't going to take him at his word - we expect him to prove it with a TKO in the third round. Advertisers have become so accustomed to using superlatives that if a motel calls itself "Best Value" we don't stop to think about whether it actually is the best value, we just assume it's cheap and we don't turn on a black light in the room.
I skipped some days of PrEP last week, but when it came down to it this week, I took all my pills. Part of the reason is because I had a head cold this week (started with a scratchy throat Sunday night), and when I'm tired or otherwise not at 100% I tend to just go on autopilot which means going through the motions of what I'm supposed to be doing. So I took my pills.
And I was thinking of being a slut tomorrow and starting my slutty week a day early (and getting an early start to my week+
Went surfing this morning it was nice and quiet. I like surfing at this particular beach because it’s always nice and quiet and not many people around. There was just me and this other guy. From a distance I could see he’s got a hot body and in his 20’s like me. We were both surfing for about an hour and exchanging smiles every time we looked in each other’s direction.
I wanted to get his full attention so I went to sit on the beach and see what he would do. As I expected he came to say hel
Hey I won't say it's been quiet but not what I've been expecting either.
I've been on vacation for about a week now and ninety percent of the dudes I've been with just wanted head which is cool since most loads are not refused.
So let's see I've blown this new guy I've met on A4A one on Sunday and again this afternoon, he wants to fuck but covered ( I'll probably do it. I have no shame) then my man on Monday he's my go-to eight and a half inches of hard black dick I really worked the n
I stumbled across this quite by accident:
(That's a transparent lie, of course. It wasn't accidental at all.)
Read the part where it says "Serving Size".
1 cup (240 ml) (70 ejaculates).
The accepted standard single serving size for cum is 70 loads.
No wonder I'm starving.
I remember the first time I tasted cum - it was my own. I was a young teenager, and wondered what this stuff was, and put some on my tongue. I don't remember what I thought at the time. I do r
May 2015. Three months into me using chems and being a bottom slut.
I arranged to hook up with a guy I’d had a couple of hnh sessions with who was also a dealer. When I got to his place, we blew some clouds then he said he had to deliver to a client nearby.
We headed over there and it was a group. I thought we were just dropping off but my mate got chatting to the client in the hallway and the pipe kept getting passed around.
We ended up going through to the main room where the g
This morning I was laying in bed jacking off to porn on my phone and I just had this intense urge to stop taking PrEP – to just be done with sitting on the fence and choose to actually be poz. I know if I go off it now there's a good chance I'll get pozzed when I'm in Key West & Ft. Lauderdale. I mean I'm advertising for toxic tops, so there's a greater chance risk will find me…
So my heart wants to be poz, but I think my rational side will prevail – at least to a point. I'll skip my p
There's a motif in movies of the girl at her dressing-table, readying herself for her big date, taking the time to array and adorn herself, preparing to work magic and alchemy at once when she meets the man. Many times she finds an epiphany in the mirror, her soul looking back, or she flowers into song, so rich is the setting, so pregnant with anticipation and possibility, so fraught with potential consequence. It is an intimate window onto her that gives the viewer access to pathos when she arr
I decided to go to a nearby cruising area one night that I had heard about, situated just off a main road. Night time was always the busiest time apparently and there were always loads of guys looking to fuck a cute ass. I was new to doing this. I knew it went on, but had never actually been to a cruising spot at night, especially one where I knew there was loads of action. I was nervous, scared and excited at the same time. I knew if I got out of the car and wandered into that darkness, that my
