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I’m in Dallas… part time anyway.

I’m a cocksucker and would love to find a few guys in the Alton, Illinois area that would like to share my mouth. Got dentures I can pop out to give an amazing BJ and I do swallow every drop. Love when a guy wraps his legs around me and keeps a firm grip on my shoulder with one hand and the other on the back of my head/neck and pushes me down. Love when a guy shoots in my mouth.

When I was on Scruff I wasn't trying to hookup, but I wanted to find friends or even a relationship. I even stated that I wasn't looking for sex, but anyone that messaged me just wanted sex & anyone I tried to message ignored me. It got frustrating after 2 months, so I gave up on it. While I don't want to say there was racism on any apps, nor do I consider this racist by any means, but being black does limit my options. There are people that just aren't interested because of my race. Even other black people, and that's fine to have that preference. So I'm not bashing anyone for it, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I got irked occasionally seeing someone say they're not into black guys. As for any other app I realized over time I was more into the anon public scene. There was less talking, less flaking & more action. It was easier to go to a bookstore, public restroom or park, than to try & set something up with someone I was attracted to. Last time I went to a cruisy park around 10pm I took my clothes off when I noticed an older guy walking my way. I sucked him off, and when he wanted to touch my ass I arched my back. He saw the sign and had me bend over the table, and he stuck his small cock inside me. Regardless of the size it felt really good. While that was happening some Hispanic guy closer to my age approached us. I sucked him off while the old guy bred me. Then I gave my sloppy hole to the other dude. I was just being used by these guys, and it felt amazing. Maybe one day I'll give the apps another try. There is a part of me that wants to be in a relationship.

The weeks that followed were a blur of sweat and whispered confessions, of Jay’s hands pinning Doug down as he pumped his POZ load deep inside him, only to roll over afterward and mention some other guy he needed to “service” later that week. Doug would clench his jaw, the sting of jealousy sharp as a blade, but Jay would just smirk, trailing a finger down his chest. "You should try it," he’d murmur, voice rough from coming. "See how it feels to be free around your desire." At first, Doug resisted. The thought of Jay with other men—fucking them, kissing them, letting them touch what Doug thought was his—made his stomach twist. But then there was the night Jay came over smelling like another man’s cologne, his lips slightly swollen, and instead of arguing, Doug found himself pressing Jay against the wall, biting his neck hard enough to leave marks. "You’re mine first," he growled, and Jay just laughed, low and dirty, as Doug fucked him raw against the door. Jay told him after he only ever gets fucked by POZ pigs, but who knew, maybe he had converted Doug by now. After that, something shifted. Doug started swiping through apps, hesitant at first, but the first time a stranger’s mouth wrapped around his cock in a dimly lit bar bathroom, he understood. It wasn’t about love—it was about the heat, the need, the way a man he didn’t know could drop to his knees and worship him like he was the only thing that mattered in that moment. He came home that night with his ass sore and full of cum, and Jay took one look at him, grinned, and said, "Good boy." Their dates changed after that. Jay would kiss him at the restaurant but keep his distance, his eyes flicking to his phone every few minutes. Doug would watch, sipping his whiskey, the ice clinking against the glass. "You’re not inviting me back tonight, are you?" he asked one evening, and Jay didn’t even bother lying. "Nah. Got plans." Doug should’ve been pissed. Instead, he leaned in, his voice a dark purr. "Who is he?" Jay’s smirk was all teeth. "Guy from the gym. Big hands. You’d like him." That was the night Doug realized Jay’s distance wasn’t rejection—it was an invitation. Now they were at the phase of dating where they were being introduced to each other's friends. Tonight Jay was taking Doug out to meet a couple he knew. The bar was all low lights and sticky floors, the kind of place where men didn’t ask questions before reaching for what they wanted. Jay had his arm slung around Doug’s shoulders, his thumb tracing idle circles on the back of his neck as they weaved through the crowd. "There they are," Jay said, nodding toward a corner booth where two men sat—one broad and dark-skinned, his biceps straining the sleeves of his henley, the other leaner, with sharp cheekbones and a Dutch accent that carried even over the music. Arthur’s laugh was deep, rumbling, as he clapped Jay on the back. "Took you long enough, old man." Piet’s gaze flicked to Doug, assessing, before he smirked. "This the one you’ve been telling us about?" Jay squeezed Doug’s shoulder. "Doug, meet Arthur and Piet. Guys, this is the man who’s been putting up with my shit." Doug shook their hands, trying to ignore the way Arthur’s fingers lingered just a second too long, the callouses rough against his palm. Piet’s grip was firmer, his thumb brushing over Doug’s knuckles. By the second round of drinks, Jay was pressed between Doug and Piet on the booth’s bench, his hand resting high on Doug’s thigh. Arthur was telling a story about some disastrous threesome in Amsterdam, his voice rich with laughter, but Doug barely heard him. He was too focused on the way Jay’s fingers were inching closer to his cock, on the way Piet’s knee kept brushing against his under the table. When Jay leaned in to whisper, "Knowing these guys, they'd be up for a foursome after the bar. You into that?" Jay asked. "Have you fucked with them before?" Doug wanted to know. "Yeah, they're good friends with good benefits I guess you could say," Jay smirked. Doug nodded, and Jay invited his buds over for a nightcap. The apartment was too warm, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and the musk of four men who knew exactly what they were there for. Jay kicked the door shut behind them and immediately crowded Doug against the wall, his mouth hot and demanding. "You sure about this?" he growled, and Doug moaned into the kiss, his hands fisting in Jay’s shirt. "Fuck yes." Behind them, Arthur let out a low chuckle. "Damn. He’s eager." Piet’s voice was closer, his breath ghosting over Doug’s ear. "Let’s give him what he wants, then." Clothes came off in a tangle—Jay’s shirt torn half-open, buttons scattering, Doug’s belt undone with rough hands that weren’t his own. Like Piet had a biohazard tat over his cock. Arthur had no tats, his skin too dark to show them. Both guys also sported large PAs in their cocks. He watched, dazed, as Piet dropped to his knees in front of Jay, his mouth already open, tongue flat. Jay groaned as Piet took him deep, his head tilting back, and Doug’s cock throbbed at the sight. Arthur stepped up behind Jay, his big hands spreading Jay’s ass cheeks, and Doug’s breath stuttered when he saw Arthur’s tongue—thick, dark, wet—drag up Jay’s crack. "Fuck," Doug whispered, and Jay’s gaze snapped to him, dark and hungry. "You like watching me get eaten out, baby?" Doug nodded, his own cock leaking, and Jay crooked a finger. "Then come here. Let Piet take care of you too." Piet didn’t need to be told twice. He turned, his mouth glistening, and wrapped his lips around Doug’s cock without preamble, hollowing his cheeks. Doug gasped, his hips jerking, and then Arthur was there, guiding him backward until he was sitting on the couch, Piet’s head between his thighs. Jay went and got lube and poppers and handed them around. They all huffed deeply, and there was a round of kissing, tounges exploring each other deeply. Jay straddled Piet’s lap, his back to Piet’s chest, and Doug watched, mesmerized, as Piet lined himself up and pushed inside Jay with one smooth thrust. Jay’s moan was guttural, his fingers digging into Piet’s thighs. "Fuck, just like that—" Doug couldn’t look away. Arthur’s mouth was a wet, tight heaven, his tongue swirling around the head of Doug’s cock before taking him to the back of his throat. Doug’s fingers rubbed over Arthur’s corn rows, his hips lifting off the couch, and when Jay reached for him, pulling him into a filthy, sloppy kiss, Doug didn’t hesitate. He tasted himself on Jay’s tongue, the other’s spit, and it was the hottest thing he’d ever experienced. "You’re gonna let Arthur fuck you, aren’t you?" Jay panted against his lips, his own cock slamming back onto Piet’s with every thrust. "Gonna let him fill that tight ass up just like Piet’s doing to me?" Doug whimpered. "Yes. Please—" Arthur didn’t waste time. He stood, behind Doug, his cock thick and veined, already leaking. Doug spread his legs wider, his hole aching, and when Arthur pushed inside, it was with one long, relentless stroke that had Doug crying out. Jay’s mouth crashed onto his again, swallowing the sound, and Doug could feel Jay’s cock throbbing against his stomach, could hear the wet slap of Piet’s balls against Jay’s ass. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. Arthur set a punishing pace, his hips snapping, his fingers bruising on Doug’s hips. Doug’s nails raked down Jay’s back, his own cock trapped between their bodies, leaking onto Jay’s abs. Piet’s grunts filled the room, his big hands gripping Jay’s hips as he fucked up into him. "Fuck, I’m close—" Arthur groaned, and Doug wrapped his legs around Arthur’s waist, pulling him deeper. "Do it. Cum in him." Jay commanded Arthur’s rhythm stuttered, his cock swelling, and then he was coming, hot and thick, filling Doug up in deep, pulsing spurts. "Your turn, baby," Arthur said to Piet as his cock withdrew from Doug's hole, a bit of cum dribbling down. Piet withdrew his cock from Jay's ass, came over and turned Doug towards doggie style. Arthur, guided his POZ cock into Doug as Jay watched appreciatively. As Piet gave Doug a firm fucking, Jay guided Arthur onto his back and started tongue fucking his hole. "Such a nice smooth hole Doug has, isn't it baby," Arthur muttered to Piet as Jay pushed his cock into Arthur's ass. "Jay always finds the finest ass doesn't he?" "Yeah .." Piet grunted, his fuck of Doug building up steam. "Fill him up Piet," Jay uttered, "still looks a bit innocent, but he's a slut for POZ cum." Without another word Piet's cock started pumping hus seed deep into Doug. Doug’s own orgasm crashed over him, his cock spurting between them, his ass clenching around Piet’s cock as if he could keep him there forever. Behind them, Jay let out a guttural groan, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself into Arthur. For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of ragged breathing, the slick slide of cum-damped skin. Piet pulled out slowly, his cock glistening, and Doug whimpered at the loss. Jay collapsed beside him on the couch, his body still trembling, and pressed their foreheads together. "You good?" he murmured, his voice rough. Doug didn’t know how to answer. His ass was sore, his heart pounding like he’d run a marathon. He could still taste Jay on his tongue, could still feel the ghost of Piet’s cock inside him and Arthur's before that. Arthur handed him a towel with a smirk, his own cock softening but still impressive, and Doug took it numbly. Jay’s fingers traced the cum drying on Doug’s stomach. "We don’t have to do this again if you don’t want to," he said quietly. "But I kinda hope you do." Doug exhaled, his body still humming. The old rules—the ones about jealousy, about possession, about what was his—felt distant now. Blurred. He turned his head, catching Jay’s mouth in another kiss, slower this time. "Yeah," he breathed against Jay’s lips. "I think I do too."

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Like the title of my post stated I'll be in Houston next month. I'm on squirt.org, but does anyone have any recommended cruising spots or bookstores I can go to? Great if there's a gloryhole, but it's not a dealbreaker. Preferably if there's just a one time fee entry, so I can just take my clothes off, leave the door open & take any hard cock given to me.

Just went for an anon dump. Met the guyonline drove to his place. When i rang the bell he was already naked. I imkidiatly undressed went down my knees and sucked him hard. After that he fucked me doggy till he came in my ass. Now playing with his seed and a dildo on my ass.

There are so many awful recollections of first times, so giving a very self-possessed young man the first time he wants is pretty damned special.

Very hot. I enjoyed Doug being told to get a hookup to breed his ass while Jay was out of town.

You are one of the lucky bottoms, not every bottom achieves anal/prostate and or full body orgasms. Lots of bottoms need to be stroked when being fucked to cum at least if they can stay hard when being fucked. I could only stay hard when I was very young when being fucked so between my 16 and beginning 20 years old. Then it became more and more difficult to stay hard. The revelation was when I had my first anal orgasm without touching and with a limp penis. My boyfriend with whom I experienced this at that time liked it very much that I stayed soft when being fucked. So we had always sex in that way and Iet us say that this way of having sex became confirmed and rewarded through the anal orgasms I experienced then. After that period I almost never got hard again when having sex. Your body and brain learns that it does not need an erection to cum anymore. Also these anal and full body orgasm were also much more powerful then my previous orgasms obtained by stimulation of my penis so the confirmation was even more powerfull. In the almost 20 years of this practice I noticed also an evolution. In the beginning I got more a kind of prostate orgasms with an ejaculation, semen running out of my limp penis what my lover liked vey much seeing the proof of what he did to me. With age and through medication my prostate shrinked and it became more difficult to cum and when I came there was less semen and it became more clear. Now especially when I get fucked by a longer/bigger penis I get more and more dry orgasms as you describe but are more full body orgasms that can last sometimes for a minute or more and make as you describe my anus twitch automatically. When you get older it becomes more difficult to cum through anal because your libido decreases but I solved this by being in chastity in between fuckmoments. I do not regret at all never getting hard again. Sometimes I use the head of my penis as a female clit by massaging it with a circular motion when being fucked with my thumb what works even with a limp penis. For me this is the holy grail at least if you are and want to be for ever a total bottom. Have fun with it! :)

Truly amazing and so fucking good! Love how the Daddies are so loving and caring and yet so Dominant and take charge. The perfect Daddies for Riley.

An individual's status is a fluid thing. Granted, you know if you are poz or negative, or at least you should. But viral load, and being detectable? Well, ask me after my next lab. I have gone from being virtually undetectable, to having a viral load over a million. Now, do guys update their status on their profiles? Probably not. That profile may have been created six months ago - and their situation may have changed. I don't ask questions about status and viral load, but I am honest when asked by a guy who I am going to hook up with. NKP is like the wild, wild west. No one seems to care, almost everyone is poz and their sexual interests vary. Guys that are on more "mainstream" sites often have an account on NKP where they can express their wild side. In my geographic area, the guys on Sniffies, are also on NKP and possibly BBRT. Do you think they bother to change their status after every doctor's visit? Probably not. So if you're concerned about that subject I wouldn't go by the profile, I would ask them directly before you hook up if it concerns you. Because some guys just don't bother to let you know..... Not saying they are all meaning to be deceptive, more like lazy. If you have a concern, I would proceed with caution. For me, I just don't care.

Awesome story! Keep it up! 🥰

I've noticed when I go to the page to purchase porn on this site, I get a warning notice saying "this connection is not private". It happens with every site listed where you can purchase porn, with the exception of Lucas Entertainment. So my question is, is it my computer, is it on my end? I thought I had protection via Malwarebytes, and I also use their VPN program on my MacBook, Any idea why I might be getting this message?? Thanks!

You have perfectly described a pure faggot to a T. You revel in the touch, smells, essence of being with a man. You'll go ass to ass with a fellow pig just so you can mutually celebrate your lustful nature with another. You know submitting to an Alpha is awesome, but you also know play gets really nasty when 2 subs need to give of themselves. In a bate session with other men, eventually one of you can't help but to bring things to the next level. Someone will huff those poppers and can't help but to lift those legs up showing how desperate they are for penetration. You'll watch him finger himself as his eyes roll back, touch his nipples as he speaks of his lust for cum. What he's really saying is I will do anything to feel degraded infront of others so that weird itch can be scratched. He needs it to bring balance to his life more than the others and that's the pig who is really fun to play with. For them it's not about the sex, it's about the lust. Feeding that hunger and being fed by a like minded pervert brings a cacophony of perversion and that's what brings peace to a true faggots mind. Ps, you sound like you might be fun to play with, for you understand.

Interesting. I hated when a guy i was sucking for 2 hours kept going on his phone. It suggested a certain lack of interest in what I was doing. 🙂

Well since you put it this way I DO NOW

I love your attitude about your purpose as a bottom. I appreciate bottoms that recognize they are their so that tops can get off in a hole. No worries about relationship bullshit - just pump, dump and leave. Thanks for your dedication.

Great story. It's so good when the negative guy realizes he wants to be pozzed and he has a guy that is more then willing to poz him . He will have to deal with it afterwards but many times we should just go with it at the time and enjoy the experience. Hopefully Jay can stay off his meds for a while so he can keep fucking Doug while he goes through the fuck flu .

Amazing new chapter! But he needs to put the plug in to keep all their toxic seed 🙂

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