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Lucky Drew!

Will be in Hamburg at the time mentioned, hotel at City Center. Looking for one or more active (pozz) barefuckers to breed my holes. Army and leather guys preferred, also gunplayer with equipment. Please PM

I was in my early 20s. I had been going to a local ABS for a while watching straight porn. One time I figured I would see what the gay porn was like. I don't remember anything about the film except for one scene of a closeup of a hard uncut cock and the foreskin being slowly pulled back until the big shiny head popped out. I was hooked from then on

The previous post is about my Puerto Rican husband’s very hot 7 UC black skinned penis. So I share a photo of my poor little faggot penis. You’ll notice it’s shrunken, dark brown, light head and surrounded by dark brown full pubes & bush. It used to be 7 c thic full erection. Now when I’m hard it’s barely 3 or slightly less. After I “graduated “ from crack to meth I became bb bottom only. And my dick became an appendage barely hanging between my legs above an oversized scrote. But my ass became cumloads central craving any and all cocks. I haver efused the husband’s native African black PR penis because I am getting all the black dick I crave in Fort Lauderdale. Interested in seeing it on cam realtime? Drop me a DM.

What surprised me most is how open it was at the Ramble. Guys were fucking and sucking on the paved paths and park benches, not in the bushes. Anyone could’ve walked by and I saw at least one guy that was completely naked.

Do public parks close at a certain hour in New York City? Not sure it makes a difference, I know of several cities where the parks close at 10 or 11 but have parks that are great for hookups from dark until close, as well as parks that are great for daytime cruising and take the action to a discreet location.

Tell us more. How'd it happen? How many loads?

Thanks, I'll try that out.

(note, this story has challenged me but I omitted a few things that would interrupt the flow. I also tried to lay out as much as I could before my Ottawa Trip and hopeful loading at the end of the week. {Fingers and Toes Crossed}. I also tried to lay out enough to allow binge reading so that the end of the transmission is not reached before your orgasmic bliss). I also feel obligated (please do not hate me) to point out that the best way to enjoy a party is to NOT croak from an OD). That said, enjoy this latest load: 7-14-c Dr. Fardshisheh and Adam left Richard and Nurse Brukner to their task and went to the coffee shop in the Dr’s Medical Office Building. Over Coffee for the Doc and Tea for Adam the Doc broached some obvious problems and issues. “You know Adam, you have created a Monster. His walks on the wild side is going to get him into trouble”. Adam replied “Don’t I know it, things were much quieter when he was just a dumb straight jock”. I might have even become an Uncle! Little chance of that now”… I have seen this progression in others, but never this fast. Right now, he is a kid with a new toy and it’s unlikely he will ever stop playing with it. However, he is obviously on a road of discovery and who knows what will come of it? Adam responded that Richard with his only real experience as a Jock had never really had a relationship with a girl, and he certainly has not had time to develop one with a guy. His Pozzing Conversion video was a success, has he expressed any interest in doing more? If we box him in, he will bust out. If we create an attractive sand box maybe we can entice him to play within those boundaries and not cross the street? Adam responded, Doc, have you ever gotten sand in your pussy? You think he is agitated now? Sheesh! Doc said lets think on the issue, something might present itself. They returned to the exam room, RN Bruckner was just finishing up. Doc said “Richard? Can you hear me? Richard came out of his daze. This small but plug will not add to the damage, but will help keep you from leaking in public he said as he was inserting the plug in Richard’s sloppy hole. Now lift your legs out of the stirrups and as I did, RN Brukner slipped a thong over my feet and up my legs. Raise your ass please, lets get the strap in your crack to keep the plug in. It’s important to let the medication do its work. You do not need sutures but if you continue down this path, I will have to sew your ass shut. As I laughed Doc continued you don’t think I am serious? Try me! Adam note some of the old Richard’s startled concern flashed over his face. Great, he is still in there,,,, On the way home, Adam commented it’s just as well you do not own a car, what the fuck did you do to your bike? ‘Lost the seat I mumbled’. ‘Lost it up your ass’? Adam asked. Richard tried a stern look but then both brothers broke out laughing. I ordered you a new one Adam said, the delivery prediction is correct, it will be here tomorrow. You are going to take it easy tomorrow, and we will see if anything presents itself. Doc and Nurse Bruckner want us back tomorrow – with the plug and medicines in you. Doc said he will know if you cheat and I believe him. After some tossing and turning, I was frustrated by the small plug in my ass. Wondering just how serious Doc was with his warning, I did not what to find out what he would actually do. But still, the plug was just almost pushing my button. I went to my weight bent, angled the backrest, rolled up a towel bicycle seat style longways and settled the crack of my ass over the lump. MMMM, much better. I drifted off to a dream filled slumber. RICHARD! I startled awake! Mom said “I’ve been calling you” That athletic supporter is indecent, anyway come and get breakfast. Adam said you have not been eating right and I know you have been under the weather. I pulled on some basketball shorts and tank top. Adam was emerging from his room with a look of alarm then relief. Looks like you both overslept! Breakfast is on the table. As I sat and started scooping some cut fruit bits onto my plate. Mom said ‘you have changed’, what have you done with my son? No Bacon? she laughed then asked, Still feeling under the weather? I’ve got to go to work, you boys have fun. As soon as he left, Adam said find your flipflops, lets go. I said who made you boss kid brother? Doc did I answered and unless you want to explain your county health record to your scholarship coordinator and coach, I suggest we get going. As they neared the Dr’s Office Complex, Adam noted that Richard had perked up and almost looked eager. Back in the stirrups, Doc removed the thong and plug. It looks like you have been a good boy. Let’s flush this all out and repack you. Nurse Bruckner stepped up with a bedpan and bulb. Adam said to me and Doc, I have an errand but I’ll be back. Richard was well lubed even after the flush but as Nurse Bruckner was thrusting, he felt a squeeze in Richard’s Ass and the condom snapped. A wink and a smile told the Nurse Richard was OK, but the break was no accident. He put on a heavier duty condom before continuing. Meanwhile, Adam was over at Burt’s smoking a bowl and asking if he had any pozzing conversion parties planned. As a matter of fact, I was thinking Rush Week and Break Week. Rush Week, all the Frat Boys are playing with their Greek Paddles, but the male student body at large is looking to get wild as well. Same for Fall and Spring Breaks. How about a video party? I need to keep Richard out of bad trouble and if we mark different wristbands or better yet collars, people can pre-decide if they want to be in the video for some fame and a cut, or they can opt out with a different color. What do you think? Burt thought for a bit, I have some warehouse space that can be used. Let’s get some lists of todo items. When should we have it? The sooner the better said Adam, but I think we can wait till Rush Week. Back in the stirrups, Richard was getting his plug and thong back. After the condom snap, Richard was able to wriggle and get some prostate rubs which resulted in a happy ending for Richard, a sphincter clutch from Richard, and from his expression, Nurse Bruckner was not displeased about it either. The orgasm did include a scratch feeling inside my piss tube but I thought nothing of it. Adam was not back yet, and Richard told Doc, you said I had been a good boy, do I really need to wait for Adam? Well, your CD4 is better, your IV Retrovirals and meds seem to have everything under control, but no unprotected sex! I took the bus home and saw that my bike seat had been delivered. I put it in the friction clamp and everything was fine. Still in basketball shorts, tank top, thong flipflops and an accessory butt plug on the inside I went for a ride. I remembered I had not stretched and stopped. After a proper round of flexes, I continued up to my favorite trail and found myself by the Park Toilets. I was repeating a mantra of beagoodboy, beagoodboy, beagoodboy as I went inside for a drink and a pee. This time, I took my seat with!!! Nurse Bruckner had not milked me dry because of the happy hands free ending I had while he was packing me. A few boring pstronds came in to simply use the facilities. I was in the center stall, then my Twink came in. My heart beat faster, yes, he came into the left stall with the larger hole. I rubbed two fingers on the edge and his hard cock came through. I started sucking it like I was going to detach it. He was saying easy but seemed to be getting into the vacuum chamber of my Skull Catching. I was rewarded with his salty cream filling, and when he was done spurting and I paused suckling, he turned around and bent over. I took a sniff (musky) and a lick, and realized my slut training had its gaps and omissions. Confronted with a beautiful pucker, I drove my tongue inside and wrapped my Mouth O ring around his Pucker O ring in a passionate French Kiss with my tongue delving deeper. The gasps and purring on the other side of the wall were music to my ears, I found even with the huge nut I had shot before had me hard, so I stood up and shoved my dick home. The pleased sounds from the other side were driving me into rougher and faster thrusts. I was thinking Topping is great, then I remembered Doc, and I asked him if he wanted me to pull out or rubber up? He yelled BREED ME! I shot the entire contents of my balls which felt like it included a pack of jumbled razor blades. I howled and pulled out. As my Twink was saying thanks for that, I was saying great gottago. And hurried out of the stall, grabbed my bike, adjusted the seat, and zoomed home getting a real leg day in. The seat action on my plug was giving my plug a push into my love button and causing a stream of ball dregs and pre to ooze out which felt like more razor blades shaving the inside of my dick. Arriving home, I left the thong on but took an ice cold shower, opened the pouch, and felt some relief. I noticed some dregs of something still oozing out of my piss slit. I tried the hot tub.. Agony! Back to the shower, some relief. Adam found me butt on the side seat, legs in the hot tub, crotch out of the water trying to look innocent. You been good? I nodded. Adam continued – I am sorry Bro, you were pushed into the deep end past the dancing, hanging out, all the non-sex gay stuff that can make a gayboy happy even when his balls are drained or his ass is full. Will you let me help you with this as you start college? I nodded, and then an actual guilty but sincere trigger prompted me to say Adam? Yes? I Love you. During the next days packing session, Nurse Bruckner brought my discomfort and discharge to the Doc’s attention. Lets add in a binary antibiotic, we will have to gang bang this infection. More treatments followed as summer always seems to speed up towards the end. My cock and ass were back to normal. I still was Horney all the time and the Doc had speculated this might be neurological or phycological. Making up for lost time wasting effort on girls when I was obviously not suited for straight life. He said you might even have girlfriends, but they will simply be friends. There is more to life than swapping body fluids and getting high… As I started college, the scholarship director said even though I was local, Coach wanted the new team members in the dorms. It was easier to note curfew compliance, comradery, and getting to know teammates as friends. Surprise, Ted was on the team and Curly (his real name was Nathan) was a constant cheering section. Surprisingly Jeff Bruckner was also often there. When schedules permitted. Nathan had promised not to flash me and distract me from a play, but post game, everything was fair play. Nathan and Ted had also outrun the overweight campus security guard, his cart was definitely not built for rough terrain pursuit. Rush Week approached. I was voluntold by Adam and Burt that my medication vacation services were required for a pozzing conversion party at the warehouse district. I abstained from sex for a week and Burt also hooked me up with Viagra plus favors. As the poarty started the countdown, I was at maximum, Burt had balanced out a Goldilocks load of G, Tinapipe, booty Bump, and Viagra. I had a full load of toxic spooge and an itch to seed. Everyone agreed that they understood the rules. Pink collars were Bare Boys who were not looking for Poz and for the color blind the collar also had the glowing reflection from black lightning. For POZ and anything Goes, Orange was the flavor of the month. There was a ground level wall with gloryholes and cutouts for full padded benches where pozquesters were on their backs with their legs strapped to the wall presenting ass and groin. There were also fuckbenches where pozquesters would be on their stomach with ass to the hole. There was a balcony on construction stage scoffolds that had the stage floor height at just the right height where the gloryhole slot was at mouth level for someone standing upright on the main level while the upper level guest was also in a standing position. The raised floor of the stage also allowed predators to shop for prey and victims from a comfortable vantage point. There were slings of course, but there was no easy solution for sling lizards. I fucked and recharged, Fucked and recharged. There was also a watersports area, but I was trying to not flush too much of the good stuff out of my system. I was finishing up what I thought would be my last fuck of the night with a tight ass in a large round glory hole. The pig was squealing and I was going to town and blew the last of my available deathseed into the sweet ass, then I shouted take my chem piss you slut! The pig pulled off abruptly spun around and popped up and said Richard? DAD!right at that time my troll rounded the wall and asked hey Hollywood, How’s it Hanging? From the other partition, Twink popped up and said, Hey! You gave me Gono! Adam swears it was not a setup, but he got the whole Kodak moment on video (the little shit)! (not the end)

During the day The Ramble is for bird watching. From Google AI: The Ramble in Central Park is a renowned spot for bird watching. It's a 36-acre wooded area designed to resemble a natural forest, attracting over 230 bird species annually, especially during the spring migration. Birders often gather there with binoculars and notebooks to observe the diverse birdlife. From late evening until dusk, the birdwatchers and cruisers start to mix. It's sometimes hard to tell who's who.

I tried rambles once, it was boring. But it’s true that I was there not lat in the evening. However, I really like to cruise in parks. I have good memories from Berlin Tiergarten (I was bred and breeding many times), and interestingly I also collected many experiences in Budapest, in the traditional gay cruising park. And of course, I also cruised many times in Gran Canary among the dunes.

Syphilis here. Caught it last year around this time. Unfortunately I also use cosentyx, which suppresses the immune system, to treat my psoriasis so by the beginning of September it had rapidly advanced all the way to neuro-syphilis before I even knew I was infected. Folks, you do NOT want to experience neuro-syphilis. I had regular night sweats, fevers that spiked to 102° at least twice a week, body aches that felt like I’d been hit by a car, hearing loss of 40% in one ear and 60% in the other, and facial paralysis that made me look like I had had a stroke. Luckily I was diagnosed and had to do 14 days of daily heavy-duty antibiotic infusions which thankfully cleared the infection and the paralysis and hearing loss were completely reversed. This recovery was not guaranteed though and for a few months I seriously considered suicide. If you’ve never experienced a sudden and profound hearing loss you can’t understand how it removes you from the world. Music has been a lifelong comfort to me and another feature of this hearing loss was a pitch shift which made everything sound like one of those Chipmunk albums. It wasn’t cute, it wasn’t funny, it was vicious and terrifying. Due to the circumstances of my use of an immuno-suppressing drug, I caught the express train to hell so it was atypical, but if you go long enough without treatment this too could be where you end up and I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. Well, probably Trump, but I’m fairly sure he’s already got an even more advanced case so… I’m not trying to moralize here, but these things can happen and it is horrific. I know a big part of this site involves the bug-chasing lifestyle and I am not judging anyone with what I’ve said. You do you. But just know the impact that can result and reality can be terrifying when it actually comes down to it. Do with this what you will…

I noticed this weekend that Sniffies had a "Cruise this area" button that allows full view of the Places and Groups anywhere on the map. This will be extremely useful when traveling, since Sniffies generally has more current information about cruising places than squirt does currently.

Oh god yes. Loved every second of it enough to do it again and absolutely did it again.

Nice, that park would be worth a trip to New York, I can name a parks like that in a handful of cities, unfortunately not the one I currently live in.

First time I saw gay porn, I was 12 and was immediately hooked. All my friends were into straight stuff, but some older guys at the local gym/YMCA started hooking me up with gay porn magazines and VHS tapes. After that, never really interested in straight porn or women anymore. Gay porn was like a drug, and I was/am a hopeless addict to the dick

Whether the cum fart is a good or "bad" thing depends on where it happens. I frequently wake up to a gooey mess in my boxers 3 or 4 hours after leaving a good orgy, when it happens at home in bed it isn't a big deal. If it happens running errands after leaving the orgy it is a minor embarrassment and a good reminder of what a slut I am, but still always gets me hard.

This story is so damn hot just because he was totally up front about what he is going to do TO you. 🍆💦💦💦💦🧬🧬🧬☣️

Anyone else going this year? Looking forward to getting in those darkrooms with thousands of horny guys around (and some dancing, of course). Planning to spend most of the weekend full of as much cum as possible. Would be down to meet guys who want to breed or have a kink/cumdump session.

lol sounds familiar. I have had to take off my underwire many times because of that issue. Usually what goes in must cum out.

I had seen gay porn mag covers in a store not that far from my hs at 15. Two guys who were probably around my own age were kind of hanging around and one of them said, "Try it, you'll like it." But I thought they were just talking about sex in general since there were mostly straight porn there. But the first time I remember was 16, hiking in the woods. I found 1 or 2 gay porn mags. When I was in middle school I sometimes had dreams of guys I went to middle school gym class with fucking me. I was also on the same football team with a couple of them. I used memories of those dreams after I woke up to jack off to. So I might have seen some gay porn earlier but didn't remember it.

That has happened to me. One time I woke up thinking I had totally absorbed the load, showered, dressed and headed to work. While walking from my car to my office I let out a fart which included the load from the night before. i scurried to the men's room, entered a stall and undressed. Luckily my trousers were unscathed but my boxers were soaked with a gooey mess with that familiar scent of marinated cum. I dressed without the boxers and put the boxers in my desk drawer. My cubicle smelled of cum all day.