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Thanks, jamobile. I worked with Max Sohl (Treasure Island's NYC producer) between 2004 and 2010 and appear in 6 DVD's. Doing porn was on my bucket list for years, and I enjoyed every one of the scenes. I now live in northern California, enjoy loads of sex, including Horse Markets in SF, Customer Appreciation Days at Mr. S Leather in SF, and lots of private sex parties. I'm polyamorous and have a husband as well as one serious partner. And I still am a total top, and I love breeding!

Met a Sexy older black man at my physical therapy office and literally right after both our appointments I blew him in his car in the parking lot

The only things I don't like being called are things that demean my intelligence.

So the advantage of just getting something done is it takes the pressure off. I was planning on Chapter 8 having a one paragraph summary of the rest of the rave then getting on to other things, but well this evening I felt inspired to write and one paragraph turned into a few. So here is the rest of the night. I hope you enjoy a mini chapter. *** Freshman Project: Jason (Part 8 ) After Blake had recovered from his orgasm, he picked Jason up and set him on the couch. “Stay right here, I’m going to get us more water,” he said. Jason had a goofy grin on his face as he watched Blake, his cock still hanging out the front of his spandex shorts, go grab two water bottles from over by the DJ both. The DJ leaned over and said something to Blake and looked back at Jason. Blake shook his head and then carried the bottles back to the couch and sat down next to Jason. He opened one of the bottles then handed it to Jason, “Drink up.” Jason drank some of the water as he watched Blake dig into his hip pouch and pull out the small bag that had the ecstasy boosters. He popped one into his mouth then took a gulp from his bottle of water to wash it down. He held out the other tab to Jason, “Here, take this, it will help keep these feelings going until its time for to head home.” “Yes, Sir,” said Jason. He grabbed the tablet and quickly swallowed it down with a gulp of water. Jason was still horny and turned on after the intense fuck that took his virginity. He was still rolling and the horny house music was pounding through his body. He looked into Blake’s lap and saw the cock that had taken his virginity and injected the first toxic load into his ass. He slid off the couch and positioned himself between Blake’s thighs, then looked up at his Master, his eyes full of need. “Please Sir, may I suck your cock?” Blake looked down at the cute young twink sitting between his knees. Just a few weeks ago he had been a repressed little recovering jesus freak and now he was his drugged up sex slave. Blake nodded then grabbed the back of the boy’s head, feeling his sweaty hair in his palm as he pulled the boy to his cock. Jason immediately buried his face into Jason’s crotch and started licking his lube and cum covered cock. He was rolling and didn’t care that the dick he was licking and nuzzling had just been in his ass. He would have pretended to be disgusted at that fact before he left home, but now his inner pig had been released and he loved the fact he was tasting the his ass and Blake’s cum. He lost track of time as he licked and suck on Blake’s semi-hard cock. He was in his own little world that was only broken when he felt a finger start to rub up and down his ass crack. His awareness returned to him and realized there was someone kneeling on the ground next to him. “Welcome to the family brother, is it okay if I eat your ass and taste our Master’s cum?” said a voice next to him he could barely hear over the music. Jason pulled his mouth of Blake’s cock and turned to see Aiden’s face just a couple inches away from his own. A quick wave of regret passed through the freshly deflowered twink as he remembered how much he had hated the flamboyant fag when he first saw him. He had come to realize the reason he had first hated Aiden was that he was envious of the obvious slut and jealous of how comfortable the boy was with being a sex object for men to use. The MDMA was hitting him from the booster and all his past hatred, jealously, and envy was washed away with feelings of love. Aiden wasn’t someone to hate or fear, he was his brother in his newfound religion, they both had been baptized by the priest of lust with his toxic seed. He didn’t answer in words but leaned over and kissed Aiden. Their lips both parted and their tongues communicated their mutual desire for traces of cum that lingered him Jason’s mouth. “Good boys,” said Blake as he stroked both twinks heads as they made out with each other on the floor in front of him. Eventually the two teens broke their french kiss and Jason returned to sucking his cock as Aiden moved behind Jason and helped the boy onto all fours so the nineteen year old could get his tongue into the eighteen year old’s ass. Aiden alternated between tonguing the newest member of the family’s puffy hole and roughly sticking his finger into the boy’s ass, doing his best to scratch up the boy’s rectal walls to help Blake’s potent semen gain access to Jason’s bloodstream. At first Jason would give a little yelp and pull away, but eventually it dawned on the drug up boy what Aiden was doing and why, so he stopped pulling away and pressed his ass back against Aiden’s finger whenever it entered him. Eventually he felt Aiden’s head banging against his butt as the finger and tongue disappeared. He took a moment to give his jaw a break and pulled off of Blake’s cock which had regained its full erect glory. He looked back to see what was happening. Aiden was on all fours behind him, his head pressed against Jason’s ass as the DJ was squatting behind Aiden, his hands around Aiden’s hips as he drove his cock in and out of Aiden’s ass. “Get up and sit on my cock,” commanded Blake as he gently hooked his hands under Jason’s armpits and pulled him up off the floor. Jason went to sit down facing Blake but the jock turned him around and had him sit with his back against his chest. “I want everyone to see you as you ride me and I want you to see everyone watching us,” said Blake his he lowered the boy on to his erect nine and half inch cock. Jason, with Blake’s help, bounced up and down on his Master’s cock as he fondled his still soft cock. Blake’s hands on him along with his own hand on his limp dick, combined with the feeling of Blake’s thick cock in ass was a sensory overload. He was feeling everything and nothing at the same time. He did as Blake asked and tried to focus on the crowd around them. The number of people in the loft had doubled since they first came up there. Most were busy having sex in their own little words, but some where looking his way, including Aiden who was right in front of him getting pounded doggy style by the DJ who had obviously put a prerecorded set of tracks on so he could enjoy the fun. Jason smiled at all the people watching him get fucked for the second time that night. The DJ was a probably a mid-twenties black guy with dreds. He was staring at Jason has he pounded Aiden with a dick from what brief glimpses Jason saw was probably just a little smaller than Blake’s. He felt’s Blake’s breath on his neck and he leaned forward, “Raymond asked if he could fuck you while I was getting us waters. I told him no and that he would have to make due with Aiden for now. I love seeing my boys get fucked by other men, but I don’t want you getting fucked by anyone else until I make sure you’re pregnant with my sons coursing through your veins. You understand?” Blake emphasized the part by giving a particularly hard thrust up into Jason’s ass. Jason leaned back and let all his weight rest against Blake’s chest as he fucked up into him. Blake moved his hands from the boy’s hips and ran them over his sweaty stomach and chest. “Yes Sir, I am yours to command,” he said melted into his Master. “Now and forever,” said Blake into his ear. Raymond started grunting loudly as he unloaded into Aiden’s ass then pulled out, stood up, and returned to his turntables. Aiden crawled up and squeezed onto the couch next to Blake. The two kissed for a minute as Blake continued to bounce Jason on his lap. When they broke their kiss, Blake told Aiden, “Break’s over, time to get back to work.” “Yes Sir,” said Aiden as he got up off the couch, rearranged his clothes so we was presentable and started circulating through the crowd. Jason was too far gone to pay attention to anything other than the music and Blake’s cock in his ass so he realize that Aiden was quickly quite popular and many pills and small baggies exited his fanny pack to be replaced by wads of bills. Sometime later, Jason found himself on the dance floor with Blake holding his hips as they danced to the music. Jason was still completely naked and Blake’s cock was still hanging out of his shorts. He was definitely starting to feel like the high from the ecstasy was wearing off. He was starting to feel tired but not sleepy. He leaned into Blake. The older boy recognized that Jason was starting to come down. Without saying anything he led the boy off the dance floor and back to the coat check. Without saying much they got their street clothes back on and Blake packed up everything else into his backpack. They held hands as they headed to the waterfront and walked along it. They saw the Bay Bridge all lit up in lights and by the time the sun started to light up the eastern sky they made their way back to the train station and caught the first Caltran train south. They arrived back at Blake’s apartment a little after seven on Sunday. They had a quick rinse in Blake’s shower then lay in Blake’s bed smoking bowl after bowl until they fell asleep cuddling together listing to mellow music.

Interesting. I’m the opposite. If someone called me a ‘homosexual’ it would be a huge turn off. People are weirdly complex. 🤣

Each load made me hungry for more

I will be attending MAL next year, anyone else si going? I will be Fri to Mon

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This is incredible. Please keep writing.

I didn’t see a Thread on this page, but figured I’d start it. Any other fist pigs on here willing to meet up, within certain distance? I figured start the thread by stating applied position, position looking for, depth vs. width, location, travel perimeter, hand size, availability, group friendly, camera friendly (full face free to share or just hole), etc.? 6’2 big bear here, into all sizes and ages fully verse here, looking for other verse or tops Wide Hole with XXL paws here can host or Travel, group friendly, and full face to share camera friendly. generally looking to play on weekends live in Wilmington, MA willing to travel up to an hour in New England, further negotiable if stars align

So, I used to exclusively only flip fist with people I have talked to before hand, but obviously love anon Cumdumping( hence being on this site, lol). One lazy Sunday while in heat and caged up, I decided to give it a try making and setting up my own anon “Czech style” ass up Gloryhole sling in the basement doorway, with easy access to outside. Put out the poppers, regular lube, and something told me to leave out a squirt bottle of xlube too, and Fired up the apps for an impromptu pump and dump and started the painful waiting game trying to coerce the local daddies to cum visit. First guy out of the gate about an hour later came by, and after was having fun eating and fingering my ass, as one does. Obviously my hole opens right up quick thanks to years of abuse, and before long I’m riding his wrist. At this point I’m making it very well known how much fun I’m having, pulling my ass further down off the sling and reaching down and spreading my cheeks, panting for more. Hearing his sadistic chuckle, he starts working his other fingers around my ring, slowly working his way up to doubles. Once both his wrists were firmly locked, my eyes were in the back of my head, and I’m speaking in tounges at this point. He’s asks “is that too much?”through the curtain, to which I gasp back “ NO!, please rip it out and destroy my fucking ass sir!”. He let out another wicked chuckle and gleefully abided, ripping both paws out, and proceeded to alternate punch fucking my hole, alternating between both fists, ramping his way up to doubles punches, while I’m squeeling like a pig, pissing through my cage and just in absolute bliss. He ended up working my hole til I came 100% hands free, washed up in the slopsink in the basement, and disappeared as fast as he came. I had to just kind of flop myself out of the sling like a fish, and lie on the floor, as my legs were completely gone from under me, and I had to let the full body convulsions pass, while my brain has to a hard reset from the sheer volume of poppers on top of the full body orgasms. so yes, I’ll “let” anon hookups do whatever they want to my ass.

I had a older guy I started hooking up with when I was 18 give or take a few years and he can go 6 times easy the record was 12 and it’s always robust loads we still hook up to this day 18 years later and age hasn’t slowed him down in the slightest