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Sure would. I've heard it changes your relationship to sex when you do it, though. Makes you feel like it's typically only worth it if you're being paid for it. I like getting fucked and wouldn't want to ruin my relationship with that, so clients would have to be looking to take my dick and load

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He was 54, I was 19— I was with my boyfriend at the time, who had no idea I would get up to this shit. I met a genuinely fucked-up, borderline evil [banned word] on Sniffies. He picked me up from my parents' place around 12:30 in the morning, forced an energy drink into me, then took me to his place. I drank his piss from the tap. He raped me after—still have conflicting feelings about it. Said "no!" pretty insistently but he insisted it'd feel good soon. I ended up riding him and putting my tongue up his ass. I passed out at some point and he drove me back to my parents' place. He used meth a lot and kept trying to kiss me, but his teeth were yellow-y and rotten. He kept talking about how proud he was of his grandkid for graduating high school. Once I snuck back into my bedroom I fingered his cum out of my ass and tasted it.

Two buddies and I had a great morning riding the rail trail out of Vernon BC. There was a clear blue sky and a light breeze and the temperature was perfect for peddling. We did work up quite a thirst on the long dusty trail so we were very happy to come across a pub right on the lake at lunch time. We ordered a pitcher of beer and the burger special of the day as we sat with a nice view on the deck. The tall glasses of cold beer hit the spot. A handsome big bear of a man sat alone at the table next to ours. After a time it became clear he was not taking in the view. He was turning to get a good look at my friends and I. I do a bike rally each year to raise funds for an agency that provides care for people living with HIV/AIDS. For this days ride I had provided each of my friends with a riding shirt from this particular fund raiser. The bear finally caught my attention and asked about the shirts. I told him about the organization and the 6 day fundraising ride. He became quite intrigued and asked intelligent relevant questions. "So do all three of you do these rides?" I responded; "No, just me. I'm training for my 12th year in a row. " His attention returned to the shirts. "The shirts all have different years on them and they all say, 'Top Fund Raiser ' , dose that mean you raised more than everyone else each of those years. " "No, no, no" I protested, "It just means I raised more than $6000 dollars each of those years. Everyone who raises at least that much gets a 'Top Fundraiser' shirt." "That’s a considerable amount, congratulations. What's the most you have raised?" "10,000 last summer, I'm almost up to $8000 in for this year's ride." I shared. By this point my buddies and I had finished our beer and burgers. They excused themselves to go to the washroom so it was just me and this curious handsome bear. "Impressive" he said, "Why don't I help you out with a donation? I lost a lot of friends back in the day. Can I donate with my phone on line?" "Sure. " I responded with surprise in my voice. We linked contact information and I sent him my donation link. I cinfirmed my suspicion that he was American and warned him he wouldn't be able to get a 'tax receipt. "I don't care about that. " He said. He spent a moment on his phone and announced, "There, it's done." I figured it would be best to send him my thank you email followup right away before I forgot, and since I still had my participant page open I checked the latest donation amount. I anticipated $50 at the most. My eyes bulged out of my head. I was confused by the number of zeros and had to count 2 or three times to be sure. He had donated $10,000. "Holy fuck man ... I .... awe ...um ... I'm speechless. How can I ever thank you?" Only now did I clue into the fact that he had been cruising me all along. I suddenly realized my friends knew and were probably fucking each other's brains out in the restaurant bathroom, they wouldn't be back soon. Having had a chance to catch my breath and compose my thoughts I repeated; "Fuck man, I’m serious What can I do to thank you? Anything you want ." He grind seductively; "Can I fuck you?" "Holy fuckin shit man, for that amount of money you can fuck my mouth and ass. Seriously! And bring along all your buddies for that matter." I offered. "Condoms?" He asked. "Like I said , anything you want. They hurt more, especially if you and your friends are big, but for your donation, whatever the fuck you want. My mouth, my ass their yours for one night. " "So you are saying my buddies and I can gang bang fuck your slutty ass bareback ?" "Christ, I would be honored to let everyone of you breed me no questions asked. For that donation use me, abuse me... hell, for that much knock me up for all I care." Itwashisturntosoundsurprised: "Sorry, I assumed you were already poz. So are you negative?" I answered" According to my last test results two weeks ago. As long as the dozen guys that bred me since then weren't toxic, I 'm still negative. And toxic guys usually crow as they breed me. Non have recently " "But aren't you on PreP?" He inquired. "Nope, I've just been to fuckin lazy to get around to it to tell you the honest truth. " "Night after next, come to my hotel room for 8 p.m. . " He handed me a note with the details, shock my hand, kissed me on the lips and left the restaurant. My buddies returned then looking quite flushed and putting their riding shirts back on. As we retraced our path up the lake I shared what had occurred while they were fucking. They wouldn't believe me. They also thought I was on PreP so I didn't share that detail. Fuck, I couldn't believe me either. But there was no way I wasn't going to be at that hotel door at 8 p.m. sharp.

Hope their will be more, great story, love where this is going😉😉😉😉😉

Wish I’d been the last guy. I’d lick your hole clean after adding my load.

For me , I like being in the missionary position with him on top and my legs up it’s THEN that I think about how wonderful it must be to be a woman …. When I’m with a guy I WANT to be his woman and when he “Seeds” me just knowing he wants to give me that special part of him and when he cums , I feel this warm sensation in my lower stomach and it feels wonderful the kind where you roll your eyes back and just enjoy the sensation as long as you can You know you made him feel SO good and knowing he wanted to fertilize me That is what is so beautiful between two men that love each other and making love His hot strong body against mine , the smell of him , ugh!!!! Drives me Crazy!! I don’t know how anyone would want to be with a woman when you could be with a man. Mmmmmm…..I hope one day to meet my future husband where I can experience that regularly

Totally agree. Their older stuff felt visceral and real. The men they used looked like everyday guys and there was conversation and real sex sounds unlike other studios. Now it feels clinical with a few good scenes every now and then.

Showing up is only half the battle, we have orgies here where they show up to blue ball.

I like meeting up with straight married guys at baths or arcades, but they can be difficult trying to hookup online. I don’t know what all these guys do for a living, but they all seem to want to meet late morning or afternoon. Then they get confused when I try to explain I can’t just leave work to accommodate them.

It really depends. I’ve had tops who the moves and/or cock that I wanted to fuck me all night. But then there are others like a guy I hooked up last Friday who was so boring and bad of a fuck that I ended it and told him good night.

Never either way. No shame in it. Sex work is work. That said, paying for it outright is probably cheaper than the cost of a date where the chances of getting laid is 50/50 at best.

I totally get you The cage made me less picky too And it s clear for the guys that fuck you that they don t have to care about you cumming or not.

Was on sniffles while at work yesterday, got hit up by this seriously hot muscular dude looking to suck and ride my cock. We agreed on meeting as he was driving through the area close to my work. I hosted him in the back seat of my lifted 250 super duty with dark tinted windows. It was hot as fuck, kept engine on and ac going. We made out and he pulled down his pants to expose his muscular legs and ass. He deep throated me while I played with his pussy. Finally got him on his back, ass accessible to my cock, spit for lube, slid in and slowly worked my 8.5” all the way in until I bottomed out. This guy really turned me on. He was so handsome, had the most perfect lips to kiss. I fucked for as long as I could, taking breaks, edging myself inside his ass. Finally, reached that point of no return, announced that I was going to cum, he begged me for my cum, to breed him, I shot a big load and pumped at least 8-9 times, throbbing and squirting cum. I slid out slowly as he clamped down to hold my sperm inside him. We’re planning on meeting up again this Friday. Got another hot dude I want to breed tomorrow, got a big cocked top who wants to breed me on Thursday. Been a busy week.

Keep writing! I love the scifi inspiration!

There are many more scenarios than breeding and monogamy (which I would equate to black and white)... Considering black and white, the other scenarios would be "shades of gray..." I firmly sit in one (probably many) of those shades of gray... (FTR, I have ZERO interest in monogamy! And I have ZERO interest in breeding purely for the sake of getting off because I can jack off with less effort... Bore me! 🥱) Yes, I want to get off when I top! But even more important to ME is ensuring that the bottom enjoys himself as much as I can make him enjoy himself. If the bottom's enjoyment doesn't include him coming (cause the fucking and/or my loads were all he needed), fine. But, if his enjoyment includes his own orgasm, I'm going to do everything in my power to ensure that he has an orgasm... >> I << believe that it takes two to have sex, and BOTH people should be satisfied (however they define satisfaction) when the sex is over. For those tops who believe, "it's all about me and what I want, and the bottom should be happy with that!" more power to you! I'm not one of those tops though! I'm not going to "yuck your yum," so please don't yuck mine... I try to remember that there are "different strokes for different folks" when I post. I'm not always successful at that though. There is no one monolithic way to have sex, much less gay sex. I think we all need to remember that...

It comes in cycles between being in heat to bottom, taking cock and cum up my hungry ass, and topping and seeding holes. It seems like I’m in heat around full moons, that’s when I’m insatiably hungry for cock, cum, and ass. I’m currently experiencing all these intense cravings and have been fucking so much the past few days

i used to but now im always in heat so there no difference for me

I always breed my boy at least once

Exactly. i do my job and expect the same

You should. A tops job is to breed, a btms job is to take his tops seed.

ft lauderdale is a cum dump's dream. i hit the ground running when i go there and can never get enough

if the top don't load me up i would get mad like any junkie who is denied a fix