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Over the years, I have met and played with three gay guys who have dads who were twins. The dads had been playing since early youth, on into their senior years. The sons knew their dads were playing with their twin brothers. In all cases, the sons learned to take cock from their dad's twin brother -- their uncle. I have played with three gay guys (cousins) who were all related by the twin dads. They did not want their cousins to know anything about them sexually, nor did they have a desire to play with their cousins. It was strange fucking cousins that looked a lot alike and were bottoms with the same body rhythms. They all liked to sleep with a cum filled ass. They all liked huge BBCs that would stretch their holes. None of the guys had played with their own dads (so they said) or wanted him to know they were involved with his twin brother. Though one said he thought his dad and uncle knew they were playing with each other's sons, and that it was some unspoken agreement to allow time in their youth for one-on-one trips during the summer to the beach or swimming destinations. The dads were still hot after their sons were grown. The cousins were all hot AF. One of the cousins was pressured by his family to get married and have kids. It took over 10 years to figure this all out and to be in a setting where a guy felt comfortable letting me know their story.

6. I didn’t shower. Didn’t even think about it. My crotch stank, exactly how I wanted it. Sweat, old pre, and the kind of funk that hits the second I unzip. Some guys clean up to go out. I let the scent do the work. White shirt, crisp, top four buttons open. No tie. No undershirt. Chest out, skin still a little tacky. The kind of look that gets attention without trying. That’s the trick. Don’t try. Just exist like you’re the prize. The hotel bar was full of traveling husbands and dead-eyed consultants. I spotted him instantly. Navy slacks, tucked shirt, wedding ring. Soft around the edges but not sloppy. Handsome, in that restrained, suburban way. Already halfway through a bourbon and nursing some fake sense of control. I slid onto the stool next to him. Didn’t say shit at first. Just sat there and let him feel me. Then, quiet. “Evening.” He turned. “Oh. Hey.” I flagged the bartender and ordered two drinks. Didn’t ask what he wanted. Just handed it to him when it came. He took it without a word. “You here for work?” He nodded. “Yeah. Got in this morning. Client meetings on Monday. Just wanted to settle in.” “How responsible,” I said, smiling like I meant it. “Ian, right?” His brow furrowed. “Yeah. How’d you…?” “You told the bartender earlier. I was watching.” “Oh….” He drank faster. I leaned in slightly, giving him some skin, some scent. I knew he could smell me, my skin, sweat, everything that had been stewing in my pants since the flight. I saw the way his eyes flicked down and then tried to pretend they didn’t. “So what do you do?” I asked, sipping slow. Eyes on his mouth. “Finance. Consulting.” He waved a hand like it didn’t matter. “Mostly boring stuff.” “But you’re good at it.” He nodded again, grinning a little. I just kept the rhythm going. Let him talk. Asked questions like I cared. What city he lived in. What kind of projects he worked on. He mentioned a wife eventually, like he was testing me. “You faithful?” I asked, casual, like I didn’t already know the answer. He blinked. Looked down. “No.” “How long?” He hesitated. “College.” I raised an eyebrow. “That far back?” He took a deeper sip. The alcohol was starting to loosen his jaw. “Yeah. Started during my senior year. Homecoming weekend. I was in the frat house, living with the guys. We’d been drinking all day. Someone brought out coke, so we started doing lines off a textbook.” “Classic.” He grinned. “Music blasting, everyone yelling, high as hell. Then it got later. Just me and a few of the guys left in one of the rooms, sitting around. I was still wired. One of them, Caleb. Massive stoner, always shirtless. He looks at me and goes, ‘Why you staring at my dick, bro?’” I smirked. “And you were.” “Yeah,” he laughed. “I didn’t even deny it. I was too fucked up. Just smiled. So he stands up, drops his shorts, and his cock just flops out, thick as hell. Starts wagging it at me like a joke. ‘You wanna suck it or what?’” “And?” “I got on my knees. Just… went for it. Mouth on him. Didn’t even think. Nose full of weed, sweat, coke. Couldn’t breathe. Didn’t care.” I leaned back, studying him. “You filthy little fuck.” He smiled, eyes low. “That’s not even the worst part. While I was doing it, the other two guys pulled their cocks out too. One of them shoved my face down harder. Then someone brought out the poppers.” “Of course they did.” “Held it under my nose while I was getting my throat wrecked. Then they bent me over the bed. No lube, just spit and coke and poppers. Caleb went in first. Raw. Then the others followed. Fucked me all night. One after the other. Came inside me and then went again.” “And you didn’t stop them.” “I didn’t want to. I begged for it.” I watched him go quiet. That memory sat heavy in the room. I didn’t say anything for a few seconds. Then, slowly, I leaned in and said, “And you’ve been chasing that feeling ever since, haven’t you?” He looked up at me. No denial. Just the look of a man who’s tired of pretending. I reached into my pants, dragged my fingers across my balls. Still warm. Still sticky. Pulled them out and shoved them under his nose. “Smell that. That’s what you’ve been missing.” He didn’t even hesitate. Took a long, slow breath. “You’re pathetic,” I whispered. “Pay the tab. Room 417. Don’t knock.”

I would like to be assigned as a "comfort man" to a lawn maintenance crew, Mexican roofer crew or a biker group

Yes. A great way to seal the connection.

Your cleaning lady would be highly in demand with some friends of mine. 🧹🧽🪣

I been suspended so many times i for stuff I haven't done, or accidentally posting stuff in thr wrong place, im afraid to say anything 😷

Few years back had a few sessions with a fella that usually culminated in us swapping cum during kissing after a session. For me, it was an awesome way of sharing our fluids after session! Anyone else into similar or partake in cum kissing usually?

Hey all, i will bareback and take an alphas load. Fill me up and impregnate me x

I have a 14" long to get ready for sling play. I use it in the shower to open myself up and get past my 2nd hole. It works. It took a while to learn how to relax and go all the way. One of my buds is a solid 11.5" He likes having a partner who can take him all the way and still milk to make him cum.

🤣 The mathematical implication about your sex life is brilliant. TY! Oink!

Trying to pick the right day to go to Steamworks during IML 2025 weekend to get as many cocks as possible. Saturday 5/24 is off the table for me unfortunately, but I’m considering Thursday 5/22, Friday 5/23, Sunday 5/25, and Monday 5/26. Would love any insight from the pigs who have been to SW during IML in the past.

In my piggy mind there’s no such thing as too much. One of my exes made it the point that every time he had to piss it would end up in my belly. Even if we were both asleep and he wakes up needing to piss he would wake me up to drink from him without leaving the bed. Going down the street or traveling long distance never stopped for him to piss because he would push his chair back and I’d drink while he’d be going down the road. If it was a big piss like her purposely drank a lot (specifically beer) he’d let it build up for a while do I had a big drink. If I needed to catch up he’d pinch his dick to let me swallow what I had then unpinch to continue.

I was actually barely legal when I got introduced to it. It was also the first time scat play where I was involved. Was 3 days past my 18th birthday when an older guy wanted to hook up. He was in his 50s. Told me he wanted me to submit to whatever he wanted. I agreed. He strapped my wrists and ankles down with me in a squatting position. He then turned the rigged thing he had me on so I could see what he was doing in the mirrors he had set up. He had taken a shit on out it on a plate and said I’d like this. He took his own shit logs and slid them inside me. Then he used the more loosened up shot to smear around my hole and he began to work me open. With his fingers using his own shit as lube on my ass. I was freaking out the whole time. He said I consented to non consent so I better relax and enjoy it. Motherfucker fucked me with his fingertips to his elbow for a couple hours. It freaked me the fuck out but it was the most I had ever come without touching my cock. I think about it to this day.

Bunch of fucker Gooners! Like me!

My favorite kind of dick for sure!

As a very nerdy teenager I took pride in knowing the exact number of guys who had my dick (and cum, in most cases) in their asses. After 700 guys or so I lost count, i.e. in my early twenties.

Just seein' who all's out there in the Front Royal/Winchester/shen valley area.

Grand Rapids—May, 2024 Osvaldo, the young Latin man, who loves to whip out his phone and snap pictures or record video as I fuck him, wanted another session. We agreed on a Friday night in the middle of the month for a meet at the bathhouse to the north of me. As always, I got there first. (I would rather have him run late than rush his clean out!) Another clerk checked me in (not the one who had joined me at the sling the last time I was there.) At my locker, I stripped down to my socks and a slightly used jock. I put my boots back on, added my wrist band and threw the towel over my shoulder… The place seems busy. A few men are in rooms, ass up and looking. It is “Blackout Night” which really means some porn screens are turned off and the general lighting is somewhat dimmer. The downstairs lounge is almost dark—and has two mattresses on the floor. I make a mental note and go upstairs. The main sitting area has more men, stroking and watching the new arrivals. I nod to them. The sling is empty, but opposite, in the dark corner behind the fuck bench, a blow job is happening. I watch for a moment, but I seem to be in the way, so I move off to the big screen porn viewing area. “Do you want to sit?” It’s a tall, white man, around my age. He is as lanky as I. He is naked, sitting on his towel. The seating here is true theatre seating. His hand holds the seat down that is next to him. I sit, getting my towel under me. He chats about this and that. It’s a hot night for May—and being next to the sauna raises the temperature in the room even more. In moments his large hand is on my mound of cock hidden under the pouch. “You have a nice bulge.” “Thanks.” “I have a big dick, too.” His hand takes mine and guides it to his hard cock. He is girthy, perhaps, but not quite 6 inches. I just nod. “I’m usually the biggest guy here, but you might have me beat.” His hand fumbles under the jock pouch, pulling it to the side. I spring to life. “Yeah, you are a little bigger—though not by much.” I just smile and nod. And then he begins to jerk me. His hand is rough. I pull out my lube. He gets the idea and spits in his hand instead. And it is better—but why can’t he just suck my dick? I put up with it until it begins to chafe again. I make my excuses and go wander. In my previous travels around the place, I’d nodded to a young Hispanic man. I find him now behind the gloryhole wall. He is jerking himself, seemingly trying to get hard. I have not tried to put my cock away. It is semi-hard and sticking obscenely out the side of the pouch. His eyes light up. And he takes me in his hand. And jerks me. His hands are softer, but it’s not what I want. “Put it in your mouth…” He looks at me, quizzically. But he goes to his knees and begins sucking me. He’s not great. Maybe not even good, but the expression on his face makes up for it. It is a delightful mix of pleasure and incredulity at what he is doing. I pull out of his mouth and wipe the spit on his cheeks. His eyes widen. I push back into his mouth. I’m in control now. I fuck his face slowly and very shallowly. His own cock is now rampant. He’s jerking himself like mad. There is movement in the small corridor that leads to this space. Someone is approaching. The guy is petrified. He leaps up and pushes past me. An elderly Black man appears and chuckles, correctly guessing what just happened. But he doesn’t pick up where the guy left off. I go out—and meet Osvaldo coming up the stairs. We hug. I lead him to the fuck bench. I face him towards the wall. Two men are seated in the dark corner exchanging head. A third is stroking and watching the pair. I have now given them something new to watch. I go my knees and begin tonguing ass. Osvaldo is damp—from the shower and soon from my tongue pushing deep into him. It is making him pant. The stroker makes eye contact with me. I pull out of his ass and say “Let him suck it.” The guy does, giving Osvaldo a long, thin cock to suckle. I redouble my efforts, licking and spitting into his hole. I stand up and insert. Osvaldo stops sucking, gasping at the invasion into his hole. “Fuck, that’s a nice one,” says the guy who is now back in Osvaldo’s mouth. I grin and begin the first fuck of the night. The first of the countless times my cock will be in him during the next few hours. He is wet—and getting wetter with every stroke. He is a great self-luber. Just the idea of two men in him at the same time has made him wetter still. He bucks back on me—meeting every stroke. The guy in his mouth pulls out. He’s afraid to shoot too soon. One of the guys from the blowjob duo stands up. He is younger than anyone here but Osvaldo and the other Latin guy. His dick sways as he advances towards us. “My turn,” he says as he sticks his large cock into Osvaldo’s face. Osvaldo takes him—and makes himself gag on purpose. The three of us love that he coughs up some deep throat spittle. He wraps it around the guy’s cock and sucks him down again. “Both holes are available I tell the guy, who is happily standing still and a little dazed, by his good luck. “Well, fuck yeah!” We stay in place a moment—but then I pull out. I step to the side. The guy comes around and fucks into Osvaldo’s hole. “Damn, he’s wet…you cum already?” I shake my head and give Osvaldo my cock with a “Clean me up.” “This is a great ass,” the guy says between strokes. “I could cum if I’m not careful.” “He’s looking for loads,” I tell him. “We both love to play in other men’s cum.” The guy picks up speed. I’m thinking he might load him. I pull out of his mouth and move closer, slapping my wet cock on Osvaldo’s back. The guy grins, showing off for me. He really pounds Osvaldo, who, without a cock in his mouth, begins to moan and pant. Suddenly, the guy pulls out. “I won’t cum just yet, but I’d love to load him later.” “We’ll be here.” He nods. I go to my knees. “Let me clean your dick.” He loves this. It dripping with Osvaldo’s ass jizz. I swallow hungrily. I come off his cock and lick his clenched, tight balls. The guy groans and pats my head, before taking off. I bury my face in Osvaldo’s juicy ass. Did the guy actually shoot? He’s so damn wet. I don’t care. I just lick up the juices and then fuck in what’s left again. This time it’s Osvaldo’s turn to clean cock. He does. Every bit as hungrily… “Can we go to my room?” I know he wants to film—and we can only do it there. I am happy to get it out of the way. We troop downstairs. He’s in a single room this time. I lay on the narrow bed. Osvaldo is between my legs and he begins to suck, I-Phone held aloft… (A lot more to cum next time….) The original, and so much more, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Passing Osvaldo Around (Part One) May 27, 2024

You can try internalizing you penis using your fingers and that will give you some idea if it's possible for you. i've found that a micro cage that internalized your penis and holds in place is more comfortable than actually caging your penis externally, but would guess that varies from person so person. i question whether this pic is a real representation, but imagine results vary? This link has instructions and a vid of someone putting one on, so it looks real. It looks like it works by internalizing the penis and testicles, then using the scrotum skin to hold everything inside, so i'm guessing the more scrotal skin one has, the more effective it would be. i've also seen sites that use the clip with a strap. idk, never tried one, but now i'm curious. [think before following links] https://fufuclip.net/5-steps-to-teach-you-how-to-wear-the-fufu-clip/

Hooked up on BBRTS with a pal who’d fucked me previously a few times at group sessions but not for a couple of years. He asked if I was into toilet sex which I clarified with him was fucking at the restrooms at a shopping centre near him. I hadn’t done that for some years but was up for it and drove across town to the shops. I had to get there by a certain time as he was bisexual and needed to sneak away from his wife. I messaged him when I arrived at the carpark and he said he’d be there in 5 minutes. I was unsure which restrooms to go to but recognised him and followed him into the restroom and the cubicle. I pulled down my pants and applied some lube. I noticed he wasn’t fully hard so sucked his cock. I bent over but first handed him my phone set up to video. He started pushing in the head of his cock then all the way in and started pumping. The rest room, which wasn’t all that large, had a squeaky door and what had been quiet when we arrived seemed to have a constant stream of people coming and going. I was sure they must have heard the slapping of his balls and body against my ass although otherwise we kept quiet, no moaning. He didn’t stop or slow down. I also was sure our shadows or extra feet under the doors were a giveaway but he seemed unconcerned, this was his local hookup spot. He came in my ass and then we carefully left made more tricky by the fact that the cleaner had arrived. Afterwards he messaged me to say he’d “forgotten how hot your tight hole is and fuck I was horny”. He explained he’d not cum for several weeks and so I’d got “one big mother load”.

You building up to something hot!!!! What a tease! LOL thank you!

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