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I also am finding guys online now who ask me to hug with them. That's everything they want they say. Being tall and big I think they like me for that. I'm curious what they're about. Are they gay or bi? I mean they're on an app for men so probably somewhere in that place, but just hugging isn't a type of sex. And I know guys can hug as friends, I have some experience of that. It was sleeping/hugging fully clothed and didn't cross any weird boundaries. I'm sure he's fully straight.

I remember it vividly. I walked in, he had the blinds drawn and his living room was dimly lit. There was gay porn on, two guys fucking in some outside scene. He had on sweat pants that he loosened and stepped out of. I dropped down to my knees and stroked him a few times and started to suck. No nervousness, it was like I had been doing it forever. He then had me strip, and he left his clothes on the floor and we headed back into his bedroom to keep playing. It was just blowjobs that day, sex came soon after. Like anything else, you never forget your first.

Sounds more like a new beginning of or him.

Same. I think it comes down to a numbers game. More bottoms than tops, and horny bottoms at that. I specifically state that "I'm a bottom and will not fuck you" and it doesn't matter, bottoms desperate to get fucked will message. I don't know if they read the profile or if they just see you online and take a shot because the worse that can happen is they get turned down. It may just be a situation like spamming: send out a dozen messages and hope for at least one reply to make it all worth it.

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It is extra steps and work, there's planning ahead sometimes, and extra risks. For a long time when I was a younger guy in my 20s I liked to have sex with guys by rubbing my dick between their thighs, or them between mine. It felt good doing or receiving like that, no pain or difficulty to fit, and it's safe without a condom. I was young too, so going for STD screening was still embarrassing and I don't think I knew where to go anyway, I didn't know what kind of condoms to buy and felt awkward shopping for them, I didn't have vaccines, and sex education in school didn't say same gender people have sex at all. Prep didn't exist either. I didn't even know guys usually douche. Anal sex felt intimidating and maybe more for gay men, not a bi man like me. A more relaxed way to have sex without being risky was good. Plus I like 100% full body contact with my guy, there's something extra intimate with nothing between us and it gives you that too. So I've had many good times spooning and kissing with a guy as I stroke between his thighs. I still sometimes check out guys and think fuck, those strong thick thighs would feel so good. Thinking about it again, maybe I should look for a nice side guy :) Anyway, I think for younger guys who are not consistent with condoms or prep, maybe less going to sex health clinics and aren't comfortable with catching anything, sex without anal is a good choice. I've noticed a lot of sides online are under 30 years guys. Same for guys who live in countries where access to healthcare for men who have sex with men is limited too, so they've not got prep, not had vaccines, etc. Or a bi guy with a gf or wife and he finds it is difficult to access these things discreetly too. It's very fair to weigh the choice differently.

I can't think of one guy that rocked my world they way some of you have. Two guys come to mind. The biz guy who introduced me to WS is definitely high on the list the other is the college kid who made me crawl around his hotel room on my knees without his cock coming out of my mouth. He loved putting an older guy on his knees. Both guys opened up my submissive side and taught me to embrace being used for another guys pleasure.

Ah, I understand. I hope you are first and foremost on PrEP, right? And get yourself a regular check at GGD and/or GP. If you do this, you shouldn't be that scared. I hope anyway. What happened that got you this scared?

I'd actually forgotten about the site. I joined years ago, before I was on Prep. I'm not interested in chasing so didn't use for anything other than fantasy. Now that I'm on Prep I'm looking for loads and remembered I was on that site. I'd been exchanging email with a guy for a few weeks, I'm only available weekends so hook ups can be challenging. Almost didn't follow through with him, he made it clear he didn't wanna get sucked and I LOVE sucking cock. But I wanted to get fucked so made plans to go to his place yesterday morning. I prepped and put on my cock cage, had told him I wanted to get fucked caged. He liked that idea. Showed up at his place, got naked and he told me to get on all fours. Dude dove into my smooth hole and tongue fucked me like a champ. Then started fingering me and telling my my hole was made to be eaten. Then he finally put his cock in my hole. He wasn't hung but had a nice mushroom head, loved feeling it slide into my hungry hole. He'd said he was a multiple cummer, so I was looking forward to a couple loads. He proceeded to fuck me doggie and deposited load number one, balls deep with a grunt. I tightened my hole to thank him 🙂 He pulled out and said good job boy, want another? Yes sir I do. He told me to get up and bend over the chair he had in the room, I did as I was told and he slid in again. Pumped away, I loved feeling my heavy cock cage swinging as he fucked me. He pulled out and laid on the floor and told me to sit on him, which I did. I rode his cock and waited for another load, soon enough he as moaning and siad fuck... as I sat down and ground on his cock. I got up and said thanks man, he said you don't want another? another FUCK ya. I played with my cummy hole while he stroked his limp cock. I could feel his loads running down my leg, damn I wanted some cum in my mouth. After a few minutes he was hard again, told me to get on my back. He pinned my legs back and took aim at my cummy hole. Put that nice muchroom head inside me and slowly fucked me. Long strokes, pulling his cock out at times, then back in. Said my poor cock was all locked up but he didn't care, my smooth hole was all he wanted. Missionary is my least fav postion, I don't want intemacy when getting fucked, I wanna feel used. He's pinned my knees by my head and is fucking me nicely. Longest fuck yet, first two were pretty quick, this time it took some time but soon enough his breathing changed and I knew I was gonna get another load. HIs pace quickened and he went deep and held there as he gave me my final load. All is all a good start to the weekend, drove home with his loads leaking out of me. Now I want more. Crazy how when I get lucky either sucking or getting fucked, rather than satisfy my fix, it only makes my cum lust stronger.

So fucking hot!!! Let me swallow that.

This is sooo hot.

I hope this epilogue doesn't harm the original two chapters. I've been pondering this wrap up for a while. Six years is a lot of pondering. LOL. I just felt some glimpse into the future was needed. I hope you don't hate it. ============== Epilogue: The boy wakes up in his room, as the time delay lock on his door hums it’s opening tune. It has been 6 years since he signed away his identity. He has served his Master as best he could. He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror. His body has fully belonged to the Master. He has taken no medication since the fuck flu hit him three weeks after submission. His gaunt frame would make his average cock look huge, had it not been for the cage. The boy ponders his time served. His Master has only allowed him to cum when he chose to see it, rarely more than once a week, sometimes not for longer intervals. The boy looks at the clock, and heads to the kitchen to prepare his Masters breakfast. Once this is is done, he carries the tray skillfully into his Master’s chambers. Something is not right. The Master has not awakened yet. The boy thought this highly unusual. “Master?” the boy says timidly, knowing punishment will come for speaking first. No response. Putting down the tray and approaching the bed, his eyes scan for any movement. Cautiously, he pulls back the covers. His Master lays motionless, seemingly undisturbed. In a nervous tone, the boy calls out again, “M..m..master?” Reaching out, the boy dares to touch his owner, recoiling almost immediately at the coolness he finds. The Master has passed away in his sleep. No more will he use his property. Looking around the boy finds the cabinet his Master had told him he was only allowed to open when the Master was deceased. Inside, he finds some files, with a note on top. *** Boy, If you are reading this, it must mean that I am no longer in this life. You have served me well over the past years. You have been named as my sole heir. It is up to you now to step up and continue the legacy that started with my own Master 10 years before me. I was once in your position. My Master passed his seed to me, and I have passed it to you. Now it is your turn to do the same. *** The boy, already in tears, fully breaks down. His heart is broken at the loss of his Master, that he has come to love. — Arrangements are made, the estate is settled. Upon returning home from the private service, the once boy surveys his once prison, now as the lord of the manor. Turning on the computer, he logs into a familiar profile on the site where he found his Master. There, he sees a 35 yr old showing nearby. It seems the guy has checked his profile out a few times, but has not made contact. A smirk plays on his face as he clicks to message the new boy, and begins the dialogue, fondly remembering his own course years ago. MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?" Me: "Hey, um, well i dont know about really doing it!" MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 48 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!" The circle of life must continue. The chain will add a new link.

My barebacking during the peak of the AIDS Era was originally due to mistakes in lube and technique. However, as I got over the shock of my first bloody fuck with a rough rider condom on top of a regular condom deflowering, I experienced the shock and thrill of a condom snapping. As kinks go, (to my knowledge) there is not a hanky for that particular kink. In 1991, as the Gulf War was starting It was unlikely that my (then) unit was going to be deployed because an AH-1F could barely get out of a high hover with a full fuel and ammo load so I got put on a counter drug key personnel upgrade KPUP deployment at Ft Clayton, Ft Kobe, and Howard AFB Panama. Besides HIV, there was a local strain of Black Syph so I was bursting as my 45 day TDY went on over 6 months at USARSO. When I returned, I learned my landlord had tossed my stuff out in the street months before my return so most of my nights for the next 6 months was at the O Street Baths, Falcon Theater, LaCage, etc. (Where the Nationals Ballpark is now, where the Pope blessed the Nation). Prior to that, from around 1983 to when it was demolished, I would spend hours in the theater section of Casino Royal on DC's 14th St after getting loaded with beer at the DC Eagle. Play would usually start safe but the condom always seemed to disappear. Same with the corral sex section of the old Frat House, blackout nights at the The New York Ave Eagle and the earlier locations, and when the weather was good, the brush in the P Street Beach Area. You should not have too many indiscretions so close to work, but plenty of safe sex turned into unsafe bare sex especially at Lyndon Banes 'Johnson' Park by the parking lot of the Pentagon with Rt 1/110 on the other side. The real shocks came when play started safe with the surety of friction, then felt better with little friction, then you went to the bathroom to do your business and found multiple rubbers in the stool. It was a shuddering shock when you have had two cocks up your ass but find 3 or 4 rubbers in the bowl. My shuddering and Shockey question to myself: Were they picking up used ones off of the floor and fucking them up my chute? Good Times!

I get scared of STDs, I've had some painful cases

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