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I was 16, he was 17. He was a popular local kid who had a small low power radio station in his garage. WE spent the hot afternoon going thru his two room stacks of 45s and 78s..yeah that far back in time LOL. He invited me to stay for dinner and then a sleep over. It was warm at night some slept out of the covers and just in our white briefs. About an hour after we went to bed, I felt his hand brush my naked thigh. I thought he was just turning, being used to having the whole bed to himself. I ignored it and continued my fantasy dream of kissing my girlfriends' tits. A few minutes later I felt his hand slide over my thigh and onto my lower belly. I froze. I didn't want to embarrass him by waking him and telling him to get his hand off of me, so I pretended to be asleep A few more minutes and his hand had slid down to rest on my now swelling cock. Now I was curious about how far he would go so I just laid there "asleep". Soon his fingers were tracing the outline of my young cock, and I had a hard time not making any noise. My cock grew with every stroke, even thru my undies, so soon he was sliding his fingers under the band of my shorts and gripping my throbbing cock. He paused for a minute as he just held my throbbing cock.. listening to my breathing, then he used his hand to slowly inch down my undies one side at a time until my pulsing cock popped free. I lay there frozen until I felt his hot breath on mt swollen cockhead.. a pause then that incredible feel of his warm, wet lips engulfing my cockhead. I almost came right then.. but managed to hold still and silent. He went to work. Gulping my near exploding cock down one inch at a time until he had swallowed every young inch. Slowly up and down my thin shaft he sucked me. His mouth felt like warm, wet velvet. He knew I was close as I could not help flexing my hips and thrusting my small cock in and out of his cocksucking mouth. I started to breath hard and make mewling noises so I had to cover what was about to happen. I started to whisper my girlfriends name like I was dreaming of her sucking me. He quickened his pace and after a few more all the way down sucks I exploded in his mouth. He took every spurt, every drop as my cock spurted and pumped his mouth. As I relaxed and lay back he continued to very gently suck and lick my shriveling cock to get every drop. I wanted so much to lean over an kiss him and then slide down and suck his cock too, but I was still frozen, barely accepting what had just happened. This happened several more times that summer. Finally I confessed that I knew he had sucked me. He told me he knew! Slightly embarrassed at my fake ploy at sleep I sucked his cock. Bigger than mine and swallowed his load. Not even but it was a start!

It is the opposite of a fetish. It's actual natural sex and breeding, or as close as faggots can get.

Once you're mounted in cunt, you breed. It is inherently good.

Get it girl. You only live once and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him . Happy wife happy life

I’m curious about chempiss. I love drinking piss from the tap. How does chempiss affect you?

I’ve just started exploring with piss, have pissed on myself (tub/shower) and just got pissed on over the weekend with two German daddies for the first time. I liked the power dynamic, it’s a pretty intense form of being dominated, at least for me.

Happy home life, but miss hot hookups, been so horned!!!! Got guy who partnered like me, he wants hookup as his husband away!! Sex- is sex- ehat should i do

I love to suck cock. Any hard cock. Whenever this post pops up, I add a new pic. I cannot deny what I am.

Thanks, that's what i was thinking- I 'll find a spot and miss out -FOMO -is real in a party like that - you can't be it multiple places - i wish but it always fun to discover the nooks and crannies - and I believe i did pay for the VIP - but i dont know really what that means -- i'll play it be ear- i hope i'm still a bit tight by Saturday night 🙂 i'll be at Bull on arrival !!!

Because you're married you can't post something like this? Does your other half know you use this site? Does your other half use this site?

Always raw If a condom is used, it should only be used as cum recipient to dump into the cumslut for play. Or freeze it for later use.

I love this story... so fucking hot

Sticky Situation – Continued Wednesday was the day I was unprepared for. Besides sports duties, I had a single class on Wednesday Morning in Computer Science. Unlike many of my acquaintances, and certainly unlike my brother Adam, I was not a hacker, I was not a coder, I used tech as a tool set and ignored the bits and bytes in favor of jock things and sweat. It was a core requirement and that was that. Occasionally, my attention would sharpen at the term bugs, bug fix, etc. My general assumption the night before querying if I was wearing ‘sign’ was self-evident. It had been the app. Despite my Sherlockian conclusion, I was oblivious to classmates looking at phone notifications when I passed. I was just simply trying to make it through the day despite the pounding the night before. Wednesday afternoon was Athletics Department Duty, as I paused at the assignment roster to see if any changes to my assignments had occurred, the Director, Coach Smith leaned out into the hall and said “Richard, you got a moment?” Sure Coach I replied and followed him into his office. He had not gone to his desk but shooed me further in, hit play on a football tape and locked the door he had just closed. Go sit in my chair! Coach? Sit! Ass I delicately sat, he started explaining. This is not Kindergarten, Elementary or Highschool. We have a full spectrum of teams and athletic programs, we allow some leeway to students and we simply do not have the staff to babysit. I was experiencing some pain as if my numb tongue was inhibiting swallowing. Where was this going? For anyone, but especially scholarship students, I let out some slack when deserved and tighten the reins when needed. By this time I had learned how to swallow but mystified on how to gulp. To say I was still confused would be a massive understatement. Richard, you are as disruptive as a magnet in a compass factory. By this time, he had moved behind me, pushing his office chair out of the way. Sometimes lessons need to be driven home. He pulled down my shorts, spat on his cockhead and slid for home plate. Oof! I exclaimed in shock and disbelief. He started a ‘lesson plan’, First: We will have to work out a way for you to stop popping boners in front of players; It is distracting to gay and straight jocks alike! Second: The next time you jack off in a therapy tub you will be cleaning it with your tongue! If I notice you enjoying that too much, it will be the whole Hydrotherapy Bay! And Third: I had better be the last person to get bonus points from your ass your or dick during Athletic Department Scheduled Shift Hours… You..thrust….Got…thrust….Me…thrust…? and I could feel his uncut cock unloading as I came all over his blotter and clenched my asshole. I was blushing the crimson red of the lipstick of a whore during fleet week. Now turn and clean my cock! I turned, squatted and was a little startled he was still firm after painting my colon with his sperm. I started hesitantly but he drove it home and I complied with his orders. I kept sucking but did look up and he gave a slight smile. You might just be coachable after all. Now scoot! And turn off that App during duty hours, and thanks for the bonus points. I realized his phone had been vibrating. After I had left Coach Smith’s office my embarrassed red shade faded as my panic subsided. I fumbled into the phone application, set the toggle to silent running, rechecked my roster assignment since my short term memory had no recollection of what I had read there before Coach’s pep talk and went on with my duties. I skipped dinner, drank some water, and went to bed early to troubled embarrassing dreams. Thursday Morning I was better rested and focused that the days before. I had a late morning class College English 101 & Introduction to Writing. Besides the college core, some side topics included Journalling. My Gallows humor quipped to me that If I journaled half the stuff that had happened to me this year, the journal would burst into flames. The afternoon athletics department roster had me busy but it went quick. I had been thinking I needed to get into longer runs that just my track work and I wanted to stay away from the woods near the athletic fields for the time being. As a slave to the Sports Staffers, one of the perks besides the scholarship was my own gym locker in the farthest crannies of the student locker room, but it was mine to use for the year so I switched out of trainers for my Running Shoes, did a circuit of the gym doing light stuff and stretches and his the cross country trails away from the cruising trails. I went up my favorite hill path and realized my subconscious was dragging me towards the trail toilets for the County Park. I drank some of the tepid water from their broken water fountain and went inside to piss. some of the lighting was out but from the shoes and wheezing sounds, it looked like the Troll was doing his thing. I could not see who was in the center stall but I got into the other end stall. Troll was humping away and there was some yipping and some moaning. When the Troll was done. Mr. Center leaned forward and whispered let me suck you. He had not given the proper signal, but then I had not known jack when I was in his position first time either. I started putting my dick through and got a lick, then was sucked down to the hilt. He was either well trained or a natural cocksucker. As I got rampart hard he turned and whispered fuck me! And before I could act, he sheathed his ass on my cock, doing all the work like it was his calling to be a bottom. The hole was pretty tight, the Troll was not large, could he nearly be a virgin? As I thought about his tight hole, it started clenching and I went over the edge into orgasm mode. I heard a satisfied sigh from the other stall I caught a wiff as he pulled off my dick and sternly commanded clean my dick, haven’t you ever heard of a cleanout? My flesh hole turned, and complied with a few gags. Richard said don’t puke on my dick or you get that too! Then all hell broke loose. First there was a roar of pipes like Bike weekend at the Farm. Second was Burt bursting into the toilet shouting Ralph! What are you doing to Richard? I shouted Burt! Wait! As I opened my stall door and as Burt looked at me with my dick still out, Ralph ran screaming out into the night losing his shorts, his jock still around one ankle. For once, Burt was at a loss for words, I was processing that no words could describe the whole big picture situation and as I was reaching for any words to start with, there was a ruckus outside. Just then the Troll emerged and said Hey Hollywood, you always put on a good show! ….not the end……

I was fairly young and I remember even looking up gay porn on my school computer LOL

I'm in North Carolina and the age of consent here is 16.

"we agreed" End.of.Discussion.

Do you know of any furry sex parties in socal sometime soon?

A person may consent to have intercourse and indeed even consent to unprotected sex, but they still have the right to withdraw consent during it, up to the time that you cum. The fact that you state you were about to cum, and you heard him tell you not to cum in him, yet you persisted, you would be found guilty if the matter went to court. They could charge you with rape and GBH Regardless of anyone saying here that it's not fair for the guy to change his mind at the last minute, the pain and simple truth is NO MEANS NO... That's the law. You and others here may not like it but it's the law in the UK and most other places these days. You should be very thankful that you are on PrEP as if you had infected this guy, who knows how he would have reacted.

Anyone know of any furry sex parties in LA or surrounding areas?

No. But I have lived in two houses and have never paid a cent on the mortgage or utilities. My current situation is an unspoken arrangement. He said I dont need a job, I'm your boss. I don't get to say no, or his two friends. They have put me too good use and in the past few months, nearly everyday, I've had at least one load. I long ago ran out of things that I could imagine them doing to me. They still surprise me with their depravity, thirst and creativity. All three are over now for a bbq, I suspect I'll be desert.

Can't it just be whatever it is to whoever is doing it? Why does it need labels?

Both, also obsession.