Like a lot of guys, I had done some limited experimentation with my buddies when I was younger. We played some truth and dare type things where we pulled our pants down and played with our dicks in front of a couple of other buds - but that was about it. I got a lot of curious looks from my friends, as I was the only one who was uncut in our group. They found it odd and their comments made me pretty self conscious about it. I also realized from those limited circle jerk situations that cocks
After my back-to-back intense fuck sessions, I got dressed and headed out on the town. It was Wednesday night, and Folsom was only just kicking into gear. Not really knowing if I was going to top what's already occurred, I didn't want to keep thinking in regret for not trying. There was a bit more play here and there, but nothing along the lines of my two hot men earlier in the day. I called it a night about 2 a.m., not having shot my own load yet. The next night was going to be the big nak
Aww shit it's been awhile, I'm still here diving dick and trying not be one. Let's see I've changed locations where I'm working, I'm back in lower Manhattan after a year in Queens, I've gained weight and lost some of it, discovered the thrills of blowing guys in the backseat of my car and the frustrations of being aimless.
Sex has been good since my last entry, I met a guy on BBRT that I was blowing on a weekly basis not to mention my random hook ups at the video stores, the only downside f
In the shadowy recesses of most sex dungeons and play spaces, many bathhouses, and every sex club ever devised, is at least one sling. You may have one of your own, if you are an aficionado. Slings are a kind of useful sex furniture suspended from the ceiling, not unlike a hammock except that they are basically dissimilar from a hammock in most respects.
Allow me to expound, with the caveat that I have lousy luck in slings. I have been fucked exactly four (4) times so far in slings, and hav
I mentioned on Thursday that I was going to visit an 8½-inch cock that afternoon... He likes an open, sloppy hole, so I had prepared myself in advance by riding a decently fat 8" dildo for two hours before heading to his place; I wasn't quite gaping, but I was certainly open and ready for his cock.
He always opens the door wearing a bathrobe, leaving it open so I instantly get a look at his beautiful cock. It mesmerises me, and in some ways the mere sight of such a wonderful cock gives me t
I often wonder what it must be like to have a really, REALLY big cock...
Would I be more of a top if I had the sort of cock bottoms see in their wettest dreams?
Don't get me wrong I have a perfectly serviceable cock. At just about 7" and a decent girth it's certainly not a cock I would turn down if sat on somebody else, but it's hardly in that porn/fantasy size range... And yet it's largely ornamental; like so many others I claim versatility - but in truth I'm something like a 95% bott
So, I was caught in the act. My hotel neighbour was out on his balcony having a simple phone call and he glanced over to watch me getting plowed in numerous positions before having my top guy blast inside me. Certainly not what he expected when he stepped outside.
I admit, I was slightly embarrassed at the fact that I left the curtain open, unaware that anyone could have been watching. When he saw my shocked face once I went to the door afterwards, I wasn't quite sure what to make of i
Back in 2015, I took my first trip to Berlin for Folsom weekend. This had to be the most sexually liberating experience of my life, by far! I knew I had to experience it a second time, but only after taking a year off; I didn't want to overdo it, after all. Skipping 2016, I decided to spend the next year getting myself into a little better shape and slimming down. Maybe the second time around would be better than the first. When the time came around, I booked my ticket for Folsom 2017 and a
YEAHH, looks like I'm a verified SLUT! The 500-mark? Moved up from what... standard barebacker? I want to thank the academy, the other bareback bros who (may) have witnessed me taking it up the ass RAW in semi-public places, and the 'jury-of-my-peers' for making this proud moment possible! In truth, I have to really work hard to catch up to most of you all who are 'doing-the-dirty-work' in the trenches of the bath-houses! I couldn't even hold a candle to most of you! Fucks and kisses!
Over time, I've come to enjoy totally anonymous sex. No strings, no (or very little) talking, just straight to the point - pump-and-dump, fuck-and-go, whatever you want to call it. That being said, I'm not usually into being dominated. It really takes a lot for me to not start to shut down at being ordered around; in the right moment, though, anything is possible...
I had just come back to London after two weeks state-side visiting family. Lately, it seems that the immediate week after
Note: This entry relates to issues I’m still thinking about, and may be later revised if I do any more braining.
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As I read the topics and posts of this forum, I am often struck with a sense that there are two different communities here, existing side-by-side, intermingling as though they were one, yet profoundly different.
I’m not talking about the poz/neg divide, or the Top/bottom divide, or the chaser/non-chaser divide, or the divide between CD/TG and M/M attraction. I’m refe
Once I was on my journey of being a total bareback slut, after the hot experience from the previous story, I felt the need to continue to explore my inner sexual desires. It wasn't long before a message on Adam4Adam gave me my next big idea.
A guy in his mid-20s messaged me asking if I would be up for letting him fuck me. There was one catch: he'd only do it if I blindfolded myself. I'd never done this sort of thing before, even though I've heard of it plenty of times. I didn't have a
I figure after a couple of initial stories, I'd give you fine fellas the one you all came here for...
I've never really considered myself a "chaser". I got fucked bareback for the first time when I was around 20, but I didn't actively seek it out. A guy I'd met at the local gay bar that evening took me back to his place and just stuck it in unwrapped. I wanted to say stop, but I just couldn't say no. From there on, I was hooked; although, I tried not to do it too often. Fast forward a
After a great night's sleep, I figured I'd spend the bulk of my last full day in town to do all the touristy stuff. Having quite the evening the previous night, it felt nice to take a break from constantly being bent over and stuffed full. Berlin is a great city, and I wanted to take it all in - no puns intended.
After taking the day to relax, I thought I'd try my luck at getting one last good fuck of the weekend to cap it all off. Based on what was happening on the apps, I wasn't alone!
I had a quick currywurst after my eventful morning, still feeling the creamy gooeyness of my morning exploit. Finally, my first load of the long weekend!
Now it was time to get ready for the evening's main event: the Biohazard Group Sex Party. After a quick shower, I made my way down to Schoneberg that afternoon and popped into the local sex shop to see if there was any hot new gear that I could get to show off that night. I obviously picked up a bottle of lube - no self-respecting bott
Let's be honest, I love topping. I love the feeling of empyting my built up wad inside a tight willing hole. But my ass tends to get jealous when everyone else around me gets a bit of action. Like a picket fence, the walls of my hole have a need to be constantly white-washed with a good creamy coat.
After an eventful first day in Berlin and blasting my seed in a bottom boy, my hope was that luck would be on my side on day 2 and that I'll get a good pounding and breeding of my own - or at
Last night was hot. I usually spend every Friday night in the city kicking off my weekend by going to the backroom and or to tops' places that can host to get myself loaded up and opened up for a weekend of raw cock. Sometime ago I had sex with a top at his place and he fucked me twice while his boyfriend sat on a chair in the room and watched me service his husband. He told me before we met that his bf did not clean cock, did not swallow loads, and if he was lucky he got a root once a week as
My client arrived to our meeting and I noticed he was physically hurt, I thought he had an accident but when we talked he told me he was involved in a fight. I was worried, he told me it was in a bar over the weekend, but that he was ok he went to the doctor and everything is fine. he insisted in showing me his "bruises" so I closed the door of my office and he took his shirt off. he insisted in me touching his chest and back, near his ribs where he had bruises, apparently, he was hit by a woo
Five years ago, I uprooted my entire life in America for the opportunity of a lifetime: the chance to live and work in London! I met with a fuckbuddy of mine stateside not long after finding out. He was a bit disappointed, as we would no longer be having sex so often, but he mentioned that once I got settled in, I should take a trip to Berlin and really pig out. Specifically, he suggested I turn up during Folsom week and I did just that. Booked my trip that year, and planned on staying arou
For the first entry, I figure I'd tell the story of the most recent hot fuck I've experienced.
I must admit, I'm generally very shy about approaching some guys. I went through a period a few years ago of living a largely unhealthy lifestyle; this was reflected in the fact that I probably looked as bad as I felt. I made the decision to drop all the excess weight and get myself back on track, but the shyness around approaching very fit guys still lingers. That being said, though, I really
My Master allowed me to write about our first meeting.
It was mid 2018 when we meet at a party.I was with a girlfriend at the party,been straight and never tought about Sex with a man.
Suddenly I saw at the bar a sexy,handsome,dominant man.I was fascinated.
But stop,fascinated by a man ,no I’m a straight guy,this could not be.But I felt a strange sexual tension.I was nervous.
Later we talked,small talk first,then more intensively,and at the end of our conversation he said:
„Good
One of the first things my Master said,after he turned me gay.
Soon you will be a good slave,when I’m done with you,and you will love it,and do everthing i want. You will love my cock,lick my Ass,you will love the pain,everything.
Since then I know there is no return,and that I love my new life.
Embracing the feminine girl I’ve always felt inside myself and her truly deviant and slutty desires has been truly liberating and life altering.
Ive loved sucking cock in public restrooms, park restrooms, adult bookstores and such for over 30 years and loved every minute of it. Becoming the fem sissybitch I am today evolved naturally for me over the years and my desire to service cock grew stronger as well. I must say that once I dive headfirst into my sissification and began seeing my tits
