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I had the biggest crush on a guy—ex-military with a handsome face and deep voice. For years, I wished I could get into his pants, but he would either have a BF or be out of town for long stretches. Finally, after about 5 years of lusting after him, I found him single, on the apps, and I invited him over. Our clothes came off in seconds. I leaned over to kiss him, and he interrupted, “I don’t kiss.” WTF?? Lustful, deep kissing is one of my favorite sex activities. He was hot and I had waited so long, so we still had sex, but, for me, it was terrible. Most of the time, I just wanted the sex to be over. My crush on him completely died that day. Have you had any such disappointments?

I totally agree with you. Some of my hottest encounters were with guys who were not considered “hot”. In my case, I seek that mental connection where the sexual energy is overwhelming. Whatever you call it, spiritual, vibe, mojo, etc, that electric energy that sends waves of desire through your body. I have hooked up with a some really hot guys in my life. I have also hooked up with some guys that were probably unfairly judged. No matter who they were, they all had something special about them. Sure, the hot guys had their looks, but the no so hot guys had something more to offer me. Like most others, I have my “type”, but I tend to give everyone a chance to excite me.

It was so good, he's so verbal and knows just how to treat me. I've had one session with him since and it was more private so we'll need to organise a more public one soon as I think the risk made him nut harder in my sloppy cunt

Six I first of all noticed my slut grunting away on his back, taking Daniel’s tremendously large cock to the balls each time. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, I noticed something else. This was not the bedroom I had supposed it to be. Slut was on his back in a sling, which was in the middle of the room. To the edge, we have a fuck bench that, even now number one was climbing on to, pawing at his hole and making pleading looks at me. Near that, a chair more akin to a throne. There’s a pair of manacles dangling from the ceiling attached to a rope which looks like it can raise or lower them. Along the walls, dildos, rubber gear, leather and fuck only knows what else. It looks like Daniel has bought a fucking leather store! Moving number two over to Daniel, I threw him at his Master’s feet. He immediately began licking on his boot. Daniel likes this, clearly, as he smiled his wicked smile, yanked slut off the sling and shoved him onto the other boot. Slut grinned and began to slobber too. Who knew? I reached around from behind Daniel and caressed his massive chest, yanked his tits (which got a nice little grunt) and whispered: “You spiked me. Fucker. I’m rushing like a hog and I want to do unspeakable things to the slaves. I’m having to hold myself back” He turned around (sending boys flying, but they rallied and dived back on his boots) grabbed open my ass and whispered back “Yeah, I did the same to me though, so we’re even” I snogged Master Daniel passionately. I love it when guys can get one over on me, it doesn’t happen often and it deserves some respect. He mock-punched me in the chest and I yanked his tits in return. My cock was straining to have something on it again, so I got the only free boy over. “Number one, suck me. Slut, get off the boots and get me something from my bag. Now” Number one grinned with a wicked grin which was apropos of that of his Master, and slut said “Yes Boss” and ran out of the room to grab the goods. Number one smiled a sultry smile and slowly wandered over to me. This was strange; rushing boys usually, well, rush everywhere. He reached me, stared into my eyes, and keeping his gaze locked with mine, lowered himself downwards until the tips of his large, dick sucking lips were on the tip of my cock. He kissed it gently, which angered me a little, so I grabbed the back of his head and rammed his little cock sucking mouth over my dick and to the base. I exclaimed in shock “He hasn’t got any teeth!” Daniel, who had stopped having his boots licked and had a boy on his haunches next to him, laughed. “No, he doesn’t. Nothing to do with me actually, he lost them after an accident riding a horse. He usually has to wear dentures and whilst we could get implants of course, he decided he didn’t want them as he thinks this makes him a better cocksucker.” As if on cue, number two smiled, and I notice he had no teeth either. “Again, not my doing. This was a motorbike accident and a wall. He’s lucky not to be dead, but once again, my boys know they exist for my pleasure and he doesn’t want them back either. It’s a decision I leave to them, but they make it clear. I suggest you enjoy the sensation” Slightly shocked, I sat back on the throne-like chair and beckoned number two over, motioning him to start sucking my balls whilst his compatriot sucked me off. My god what a feeling it was. Slut came back in at this point with some goods from the bag. I took the bag of coke and another of tina from my slut “What is that for?” “Coke is for me – and you if you would like – as it turns me aggressive and I think all three of these boys need, like and want pain. The tina is for the boys. All three of them can still see straight, so clearly need more. My slut never seems to have too much” I dipped a finger into the back and fished out a medium sized shard. I held my arm out, and balanced the crystal on the end of a finger. Seeing this, my slut came over, opened his arse for me and sat down on my finger, riding it up and down to push in the crystal. Whilst he was doing that, slut began to tweak his tits and lets his floppy little tina dick bounce up and down. Daniel growled at this show clearly enjoying himself and so I pushed the slut onto all fours, kicked off the cocksuckers, and I tipped two fat lines of pre-powdered coke out onto my boy’s butt. I pulled two straws out of the bag and handed Master Dan one and in unison we snorted the lines off the boy. “Fuck me boss, that is good stuff!” exclaimed Daniel. The bump went straight to my brain and in this time, the crystal had melted into the slut who was moaning and trying to ride our fingers. Or anything. At all. “Screw him together?” “Nice, but I want my boys to try a crystal booty first. They’ve never done it” I’m sceptical. That’s what you think, I think to myself, but play along. “Slut, these two need a crystal in their cunts. Buried as deep as you can. One present your cunt to the slut; two present your cunt to one” I pulled a crystal from the baggy and in a move which I think surprised Master Dan, slut put out his tongue and I placed the crystal right on the end. Slut immediately began to push the crystal into one’s hole with his tongue and when it was melting away, he began to eat out the taste of cock from his cunt. One got the idea, and presented his tongue and duly pushed in the crystal when it was placed on his tongue. It seemed very easy, but all three boys are utter cockwhores and there isn’t a lot of resistance to be had here. Master Dan was beyond turned on by this. He pulled the coke back out, powdered his dick and told me to snort a line off his cock, which I did. I did the same back to him, and once he’d finished snorting lines off my dick, our boys were flying high again. Dan took one and slut off to one side and made slut start eating his ass whilst one sucked on his dick. I took two off to the fuck bench and began to fuck him and slap his ass as hard as I could. Every smack reverberated around the room – it had a strange echo as if the room was sound deadened – and soon I heard the reciprocal sound of my slaps being followed by one of Dans. Each time I hit his boy harder, he smacked number one harder. I knew two was getting off on it, because he kept pushing his cunt back trying to make the next blow come faster. Grunting, slapping and fucking filled the room and soon my slut was presenting his ass for a beating too. I then had to fuck one, smack two and listen for the smacks of the third. I was getting too turned on. I began to feel my balls contract and soon I was shooting rope after rope into number two. I heard the cry from slut and as my cock came out he immediately began to tongue the cum out of number two. I moved over to number one but as I did so, Master Dan also uttered that cry we all love – that of unreleased pleasure. He’d cum in his boy, who immediately jumped off and began to clean Master Dan’s dick. I put my arm around Dan’s shoulders and tweaked his tits gently, and we kissed whilst one cleaned my cock too.

Do we really WANT the dems to play dirty like the 'publicans? Seriously? What fucking world are we asking for when we do that? How the fuck is "actblue" fraud???? @nanana reading your reply above has me thinking maybe fox is all you listen to?

Five “I think that would be an excellent idea. I saw your ‘small’ stash. I think there’s a letter for everything in the alphabet in there, but my girl is always Tina. That ok?” “Yeah I think so. Slut has had a bit tonight, but he likes getting completely wasted and taking as much nut as he can. So I think doses are dealer’s choice Dan” Dan smiled at this and reached to his boy’s leads. He pulled them both out of their mouths, and handed me number one. “0.7 for him; the other is going to have 0.2 as he’s been bad” Number two immediately began to whine. He didn’t actually open his mouth to beg but began to whine, paw the floor and then rolled over like a dog. Fucking nasty little bitch; I had to intervene. “Slut, sit on his face. Two, if you can suck all of the cum out, I’ll speak to your Master for you” Daniel smiled his approval at this thought. He knew how much spunk was in there- my four loads, the stranger’s, his own, the guy on the stage, the skinhead’s – so it was certainly a challenge. Slut braced himself over the upside-down boy who began lapping with amazing abandon. Soon, cum was free flowing out of the slut’s butthole, and over the mouth and down the chin of number two. Number one was obviously being turned on, as he was straining at his leash to try to lap some of the free flying cum up. I decided it was rig time. I whispered to Master Dan – “0.7 for them all. He’s done a good job with that sloppy cunt and I think 0.3 for me and you?”. He smiled and vanished to the kitchen. Five minutes later, five rigs in hand, and a couple of tourniquets, he re-entered the room and said “Enough boys, sit!” One and Two immediately sat upright on their haunches and grabbed their leads with their mouths. My slut looked confused, then turned on, then grabbed his lead too. He’s easily led. Pun intended. “No slut, we need to see if Two got the cum out” said Dan. “Come here and sit on my dick”. Slut never, ever needs asking twice for that, and within a nanosecond he was balls deep on Daniel’s pole. Daniel almost immediately kicked him off, savagely, and said “Sit, slut!” Slut knew what to do, grabbing his lead with his mouth and going to sit by the boys. Dan checked his dick like an oil dipstick in a car – bone dry apart from slobber. “Well done number two. You can have the full 0.7 then” This caused number two to start to wag, but I was getting impatient by now. I needed to feel the power that comes with the chemicals. I said to Dan “So boys then us?” “Yes, sorry. I need them to get rushing first or I tend to rush and go at them before they’ve had a moment to fly. Boys, present your arms!” Clearly not a new idea for the two of them, one and two immediately presented both arms with the palm facing the ceiling, and the crook of the arm pointing upwards. My slut took one look at them and did the same. Master Daniel, his massive dick swinging in front of him, still rock hard from the Cialis and the Viagra, moved to my slut with a tourniquet, and threw another one at me along with two rigs. Clearly, we were to do each other’s cunts, which was a nice idea. I selected number one first and tied off his arm over a muscle – the tourniquet barely fit, I swear – and found his vein easily. I pulled the head of the alcohol pad open, and the room filled with that strange smell which to an addict is part-sex, part-hospital and mostly very horny as it’s just filled with the promise of what is to come and I swabbed his arm and inserted the pin. A quick flash into the rig which caused the boy to start to whimper with excitement, then a slam and a release of the tourniquet and boom – the cough came hard and loud. Meanwhile, slut had clearly had a successful slam as a huge cough came from his end of the line and the usual massive amount of verbal dribble was coming out of him: “Fuck, yes, oh god YES, I’m not worthy, fuck me please, please, please oh I NEED a cock in me Daddy, sorry Master Daniel” Master Daniel laughed and said: “Is he like this every time?” “Or worse. He’ll now screw every single man in the country if you let him” “He needs to be taught some manners I think” With that, he grabbed sluts lead and vanished off into the other room that he was in earlier, which I assumed to be the bedroom. Moments later we could hear an enormous cough – Daniel had hit his rush. I’d have loved to have seen it, but there was plenty of night to go. In the lounge, number one was clearly rushing, pawing at his body and looking at me with wild and pleading eyes, pawing at his hole and grunting savage noises, but clearly Dan had trained them not to speak as he wasn’t saying anything. I pointed to my rig and said: “Fetch. Good doggy” Number one wagged his pretty muscular butt and went to get my rig off the table, whilst I tied off the arm of number two. Another muscle so large the tourniquet barely fit and another scent of alcohol and a swab, a popping vein and then the flash. The boy whimpered a little in anticipation as I plunged, and then the tourniquet was off, and the boy immediately began with the same groans, grunts, moans and pawing that number one did. Again, no vocalisation, which I thought either a little odd or strange. They were both shaking violently from a 0.7, so I decided to slam myself, finally – and I noted last one to get high. “Number one, get me my duffel bag. Number two, tie off my arm and show me your cunt”. One sprinted to get the bag, two tied off my arm – pleasing me to note that my arms were easily as big as theirs. My veins are good as I don’t slam a lot, so I swabbed off and dived in. Two had got on all fours and presented his ass to me by getting face down and pulling it open. One decided to give me a show by shoving his face into it and starting to tongue it out. What well trained boys! I found the register, pulled and plunged. I snapped off the tourniquet, felt my breath go metallic and then let out the cough to end all coughs. Fucker had spiked me – this wasn’t 0.3, more like 0.5! I quickly checked my dick – still rock hard. Phew! I dived off the sofa, booted number one hard to get him off the other slave and quickly mounted the still grunting number two. His capacious arse took my massive thick ten inches to the base without any lube other than the spit from number one’s ass eating and without him even screaming. Impressive! “Number one, stick your arse in two’s face whilst I fuck him. Number two, get him wet for me” These two sluts didn’t need asking twice and number one crawled around to the front of number two and opened up his hole for two to begin to munch on whilst I continued to pound his hole hard. Tina always makes me into a slightly violent dominant bastard, so I leant over two so that my whole body was dominating his, even though he was bigger. No doubts over who was the boss now. “Boys, change over, but one I want you on your back” The boys swapped places and one laid on his back with two squatting over his face and getting tongued out. I noted with interest that their cocks were locked in chastity and two’s device was bouncing up and down and bashing the chest of one. I decided to stabilise my ride so I could thrust deeper and harder, so I began to yank on the balls of both boys whilst thrusting savagely inside of number one. This caused both of them to utter moans of pleasure and their useless dicklets began to leak precum. Still no words, so I squeezed harder. The moans of pleasure turned to grimaces of pleasure/pain and I decided I enjoyed that even more. There’s a power trip in making a massive muscular man your bitch by pain. I didn’t want to cum yet and so we went to find Master Daniel. I grabbed the two bitches by the leads, and led them crawling on all fours to the door that my slut had gone behind.

I truly believe that everyone has something, even one thing, that can be very sexually attractive: face, cock, ass, attitude, kindness, piggyness, kissing ability, hairiness, strong forearms, muscular calves, smart, funny, nice eyes, smirky smile. Some of my fav FBs weren’t traditionally “hot” but boy, did we have fun. Heck, I may not be everyone’s cup of tea but, if we hook, it’ll be passionate.

Apparently, there are different kinds of crabs. One just affects pubes and eyelashes and another affects other body hair (it has something to do with the thickness of the hair). Im sure that shaving pubes must help prevent pubic lice at least.

These guys fucked me back to back at a cumdump. The first guy is very well built and good looking, the second guy is a total troll that i do NOT find attractive at all. But when I look at them its the one with the troll that turns me on the most. Makes me feel like a true cumdump.

Yes. I knew an older guy when I was in my early 20’s. He was well off and often had parties at his home. Often started off with a mixed crowd but as the night progressed, it typically dwindled down to people who wanted physical contact. Mostly younger guys I would consider eye candy. There were always a few older guys and one time my older friends best friend, who was female. I fucked a lot of twink ass at his parties. His female friend came on to me that night so I fucked her as well. might just be me, but encounters seemed to flow much easier back in the early 80’s.

I see it too with bottoms and it doesn’t help! As a bottom you should focus on your enjoyment and physical sensation and that does not include pressuring your top or demanding he join your porn fantasy! I can also guarantee that most of those bottoms aren’t really being present but they are living out some fantasy… which is not the same as seeing the guy for who he is and being present! I should have educational workshops on this stuff to heal gays from porn culture and performance anxiety 😉

as a rfaw bottom would be a gre

this! i think why we even try chem sex is that it shortcuts the process and makes it easier to shut off all the voices and focus on the task at hand and living in the moment. i've tried to recapture that feeling sober and it's made me a much better bottom. overthinking has pretty much ruined me as a top. i've got to learn better how not to be triggered but today's climate is terrible for me. back in the day, you were lucky if a guy let you fuck him. since prep, suddenly the market is flooded with demanding bottoms screaming "breed me daddy!" as soon as you penetrate them. it basically throws gasoline on the fire of performance anxiety. that coupled with decades of "cuming inside is a fast pass to a grisly death" aids anxiety and the whole thing is a therapy session on steroids. nothing a good lobotomy won't cure 😜

I find random is hotter. Especially if it is totally anonymous at a bathhouse or sex club. I have no idea who the top is or what else he might be giving me when he empties his balls deep inside me.

I'm a cocksucker, but if it comes to fucking, I'm 100% a bottom. When I do get fucked, I'm not looking to take his cock for any specific amount of time. I just want him to enjoy my hole and, most of all, I want him to cum! I enjoy a 2 minute fuck the same as a 5 minute or 10 minute fuck. I am totally focused on helping him cum. In fact, the sooner he finishes, the sooner I can get another cock inside me. When he gets off quickly, it makes me me proud that my fuckhole is so pleasing to him that he couldn't hold out. That, for me, is the pleasure that I get. 1 - Taking cum and 2 - knowing that some stranger found me worthy of his cock and pleasing enough to draw out his semen.

I’m down! I’ve DM’d you, daddy 😛

I love to see how long I can hold a load inside my body. The thought of it churning inside my bowels and being absorbed by my body makes me feral for more semen and getting bred again.

Thanks man…Funnily enough this is the night I’m planning on going to (in July) and was asking about the saunas as FFC at Bunker Bar finishes at 11pm

That is so fucking hot!!

This is so important and all should take note. When you’re having sex you are in your physical body and nature as a man. Once you start thinking you are not. As a top you stay hard by not overthinking it and as a bottom you are a much better fuck if you’re not adding a whole layer of some esoteric shit from how your mind is interpreting things. Being present is sexy!

While your desire to do well by your brother bottoms is laudable, it's not necessary for a lot of bottoms for whom being bred is central to their nature. There's a thread on BZ about whether bottoms get fucked for the fucking or for the load, and I recommend you read that thread focusing on the guys who crave seed in their ass above all.

Greay advice for ALL things sex. If you can't relax, be nice & accommodating to any size cock or smaller fists, then it's as sure as you were born that Enhancements ARE NOT going to do what you want them to. If you can master the art of relaxation then Enhancements will blow your sex into another galaxy.

OMG the second part of chapter 5 was crazy hot! I wanna be Ben! hopefully there is more to cum @BreedingDan thanks

Don't keep us hanging7waiting

I love big cocks and the feeling as they re-arrange my insides and break through my second ring!