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So I hope you start your way to be a good whore and take every load. Will be fun to teach you.

Well you sweet piggy !!!! Well done 😉

It has been years since CFS was my to to site for finding hookup spots, but am very sorry to see it go. I have many great memories from cruising spots I found on that site when I lived in Dallas and Denver, as well as traveling after moving to Portland (I'm yet to find any resource to help find reliable hookup spots here).

The Court only acts on cases (or disputes) that are in front of it. It can't, just out of the blue, one day decide to overturn Obergefell on a whim. Since marriage is a state-level issue, to get something to the Court will require a state to do something regarding marriage equality that results in a court case beginning to bubble up several appeals levels. I'm sure that there are several states that have legislatures that would love to somehow prevent same-sex marriage if they thought that the political climate was right. But, they'd need to find a unique angle because they'd probably lose right off the bat at the District Court level if they tried a frontal assault. Rather than trying to outright ban same-sex marriage, maybe they'd try to restrict its privileges only to heterosexual couples or something like that, perhaps? Or, they create a more privileged form of marriage, like "covenant marriage."

It takes quite a while for some guys to ditch their inhibitions and let their Lusts out of the box, and while that's a shame, at least they finally get over the cultural bullshit and start living "their truth". I think that the guys that have the most difficulty allowing themselves to become what they really *need* to become, have been raised with cultural repressions to the point that they don't realize those repressions are negative characteristics in the first place, designed to keep society in someone else's notion of what "order" is. Freedom is contagious; when we get a little taste of real freedom to be who we need to be, we only want to experience more freedom. As long as that doesn't entail negative behavior towards others, where's the harm? Good for you, for allowing him the time to get his lusts in order. If he hasn't yet, allow me to thank you on his behalf. A sexually-wanton guy is a terrible thing to waste !!

Sam and I drove down to Bendigo on Saturday to meet up with his buddy Sean, who told us that he had already arranged a play party for a bug chaser. "His name is Michael, and he's a kid in university, just 20 years old," Sean said. "He's desperate to get pozzed. He's been asking me to arrange a conversion party for him for the last six months! So today I told him come over and I'll make his dream come true." "Twenty years old! He might be our youngest convert yet!," said Sam. "Yeah, definitely a twink. I really think this is going to be a lot of fun," Sean said. Half an hour later and two more of Sam and Sean's buddies drove over . The five of us sat around drinking beers waiting for the future poz boy. Pete and Ricky were a bear couple, both of them bears. All of us were in our 50s and 60s, but I was the only one who wasn't poz. Finally, the guest of honor arrived. "What a cutie," said Sam, running his fingers through Michael's hair. Michael grinned and planted a kiss on Sam's mouth, which prompted Sam to pull him closer and roughly force his tongue in Michael's mouth. Michael offered no resistance. In no time, all of us were in Sean's bedroom, madly pulling off our clothes. Michael was soon on his back on Sean's king sized bed, with Sam between Michael's legs rimming his hole. Sean was sucking Michael's cock while Pete and Ricky played with Michael's nipples. I stood on the sidelines watching and fondling my rock-hard cock. No doubt about it, Michael was adorable. Probably only 5'5" tall, blond with almost no hair on his body. He may have been 20 years old, but he looked like a choirboy. The only surprise was the large Prince Albert ring on the tip of his uncut cock, which now had hardened to a good 7 inches. "Okay, boy, time for your breeding," said Sam, pulling Michael's ass down to the edge of the bed and raising his legs up over his shoulders. "This is your last chance to back out, faggot." We all knew that Michael wouldn't back out, he was moaning with his eyes closed from all the pleasure he was getting. "I'm staying," Michael said. "Please breed me, sir!" "So you want my poz cock in your ass, boy? You ready to get the gift?" "God yeah, sir," Michael groaned as Sam slipped a lubed finger into his ass. "Please poz me, I want it so bad, sir." "Okay boy, since you asked so nicely, here goes!," said Sam, ramming his gorgeous cock into Michael's ass. Michael screamed as Sam stretched out his hole. It may have hurt at first, but as Michael's pussy loosened up he soon began pushing his ass back onto Sam's cock. Pre-cum was leaking from Michael's pierced cock, which Sean promptly licked off. My cock was leaking too. This was the hottest scene I'd ever been in. Watching these men working over this twink's body was better than any porn movie I'd ever seen. I had to stop jacking my cock or else I would have shot my load in a minute. Michael was rocking his ass back on Sam's cock, begging him to breed him. "You ready for my poz cum, boy?," asked Sam. "You want my toxic load deep in your faggot ass?" "Oh fuck yeah," Michael yelled. Ricky was jacking Michael's cock and squeezing his balls, forcing a thick ribbon of cum shoot out, landing on Michael's smooth chest and stomach. "That was your last negative load, boy," said Sam, slamming his cock hard into Michael's ass. Both men shouted out as Sam emptied his jizz into Michael's boy hole. The rest of us cheered this epic breeding. After catching his breath, Sam eased his still-hard cock out of Michael. When some cum dribbled out of Michael's hole, Sam quickly used his finger to scoop it up and push it back in. "Hold that cum in, boy," Sam scolded him. "Let my poz babies work their way in and get you pregnant." Sean was next, holding Michael's ankles high while slipping his cock into his hole. Sam stood up and put his dripping cock against Michael's mouth. The boy eagerly licked and sucked every drop from Sam's dick while Sean pumped his load into Michael's ass. After Ricky and Pete had taken their turns shooting their poz cum into Michael's ass, Sam looked over at me and nodded. "Join the fun, Rob," he grinned. He didn't have to ask me twice. Michael's hole was a sloppy creampie by now. Four toxic loads were inside, beginning their work of converting Michael from negative to positive. I pushed my hard dick into Michael, loving the feeling of the wet loads surrounding my cock. After just a few thrusts I added my jizz to the pool of cum coating Michael's rectum. All of us climbed onto the bed, cuddling and kissing Michael. "Welcome to the club, Mikey," said Sam, stroking Michael's head. "How does it feel to be in the poz fraternity?" "Oh my god, it feels so good," he said softly. "Thank you, everyone. You've been so good to me." Seeing the look of sheer bliss on Michael's face made me realize that I hated being out of the fraternity. But I wasn't ready to make that commitment just yet. I still had to overcome my fear of being HIV+. And I wasn't sure I could. -To be continued-

Last week, plz and TY!

Hi Sam, you are always welcome at my place in the Netherlands to give me the gift.

Nicely written. Quite stimulating

This is too fucking good! What a way to be indoctrinated into slavery!

I love this and where it seems to be going! Sam is doing lots of men a solid in offering his services.

Anthony Faucci and his role in Covid-19 Go to Covid.gov So much for that conspiracy theory bullshit

Do you feel the same about Bill Gates? He has no medical degree, but is making a quite a profit off of vaccine manufacturing.

Still looking for your dedicated hole? I submit mine for your use. Constant bottom, open for u to flood. Dump in my hole and leave.

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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?