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Anyone in Ireland. Whatever your kink or interest, lets chat. Twitter: @BabBob2412

Eventually you will catch - think og prep - or get pregnant - enjoy the hunt and all the raw cocks out there waiting for you

Hey, Illinois bottom boy here, love taking lots of loads and get really raunchy. Super open minded but not into fisting, bondage, or major pain. Otherwise probably have done it 😄 pretty much always have taken it bare, and very poz friendly. Very open to chatting, easiest is on telegram, Iwantmoremoremore

Naturally smooth, love taking loads

I’ve had sex with my brother a lot, and played just once with my uncle. I’ve always majorly wanted my dad, there was once I thought maybe it was him at this park gloryhole near my house but I never saw his face so I don’t know for sure, probably just wishful thinking 😞

I should have added though, that the story is very hot. I'm constantly hard thinking about the possibilities...

I'm getting a message that the files have been removed?

Almost everyone wants to be the cumdump that gets all the loads - it's ultra competitive - so what's your USP? Think what you can do differently that will draw men in and choose your ass over others when it's time to nut. Don't be picky and hold out for that *one* guy - odds are likely unfavourable. Be open, friendly and engage with everyone. If someone is being a nuisance, be discrete, polite and firm. Shows of prissy/queeny behaviour really turns guys off. If you can get in the headspace, try to be versatile - be willing to give some to get some. I find that goes a long way and it means there is more to go around.

Long foreplay and afterplay - penetration (inserted or received) is not the main event, for me. Tongue play, ass play, even with objects/food if it happens. Prefer having one to one. And I'm not into anonymous encounters as I love sexuality to be a journey where you and your partner explore each other and understand better and better. A dialogue, like music. As a piano player I say that music is a primal human expression, like sex - some melodies are like orgasms (or vice-versa)! That's why I prefer relationships or, in case, fuckbuddies.

Turns out the Payback is giving Sweet Dreams, to Father and Son.

Sexy little fkr

I like one on one, threesomes, group sex. Most of all rough sex. I will get excited if I was thrown on the bed, being choked, slapped, constricted by a strong arm. 🥵

Chapter 6 The room is eerily quiet as I’m kneeling and pinned to the fuck bench. I try to calm my breathing, feeling anxious that I can’t move, see or say anything. I’m basically trapped in my home, by strangers and there are only a couple here I know and even them I’ve only known for 2 weeks. What the fuck am I doing. I try counting to keep track of time, but every time I start getting worked up, I take a deep breath and find myself getting a poppers rush and I lose track. I’m unable to move other than to slightly shift my weight from one knee to the other. It’s been a while now but couldn’t tell you if it’s been 30 minutes or 4 hours. Suddenly I hear the door slowly creaking open, letting in laughter and splashing evidently from pool outside. The door closes and I hear a slight noise as someone walks slowly across the room. I hand touches my ass, gently rubbing it. I hear whoever it is spit and feel the wetness running down the crack of my ass. What seems to be a finger, starts rubbing my slightly swollen ass lips and tentatively breaches the hole. Whoever it is, spits again, and I feel another finger enter my ass. He starts stroking in and out tapping gently on my prostate. Fuck that feels good, causing me to take a deep breath. I feel the poppers from the gag take hold and moan as he reinserts his fingers, slowly fucking my hole. He pulls his fingers from my ass and as I’m eagerly awaiting his next insertion, I hear cardboard tearing and crinkling like something plastic is being torn. Whoever it is leans down and whispers, in a barely audible guttural voice. The voice is barely a rasp like he is trying to sound different. The voice seems familiar I can’t place, and he’s telling me to take a hit as I’m going to need it. but when the unmistakable scent passes under my nose and I feel the small glass bottle he holds under my left nostril down, I take a deep hit. Another one he whispers. He repeats the same on my right nostril and I’m soon flying with the familiar rush. He pops a finger quickly in and out of my ass and then something hard is inserted. He’s shoving it in deep, in and out of my hole. He using it to scrape my ass lining. The assault burns and it feels like knives are cutting into me. I can tell he’s tearing up my hole. I’m trying to struggle and scream from the pain, but it was useless. Just as I think I’m going to pass out, he removes the object. He gently rubs my ass. He steps up and removes the blindfold, and I strain to see who it is but can’t turn my head that far. He thrusts what appears to be a toothbrush into my line of site. It’s bloody as hell and can see clumps of skin he’s torn with the aggressive brushing. He places the blindfold back over my eyes, kisses my neck gently then caresses my ass and then exits the room in a hurry. My cock is hard and is scraping the sides of the cage and if I’m not mistaken I’m leaking precum profusely. These guys are seriously going to knock me up tonight and while this situation is scary as hell, I’m turned on and can’t wait for what comes next. The door opens and someone enters the room, he says, fuck that’s hot. It’s Tom and I’m slightly relieved. He approaches me and tells me he’s wearing his 00 gauge PA with the four spiked protrusions on it. Tom wants to be the first to fuck me tonight and while he’s pretty sure he’s already knocked me up, he’s going to fuck me brutally to ensure he’s the one I’m pozzed by this evening if not and if it isn’t him he wants to be sure he enables someones toxic strain to succeed. I know from experience; this is going to only cause more anal fissures and pain, as my ass becomes a fertile ground for poz cum. He spits on my open ass and immediately he’s shoving his spiked dick into my ass. The spikes drag across my ass lips and catch, burning as they split my hole open. Unlike earlier fucks, Tom shows no mercy. He shoves deeply in a single massive thrust, not caring if I’m ready or not. The pain is intense as he repeatedly slams by ass. He fucks me like a stallion in heat and is soon long dicking me as I finally relax into the fuck. He comments how slick my hole is now and that his cock is covered in blood. He starts jack hammering and as he drags across my prostate he goes deep and pierces through my sigmoid into my second hole, as deep as he’s ever been. Tom’s assault continues as he pummels away. He’s got an anger in his fuck and is nailing me not caring if I enjoy it or not. He’s slamming so hard into me that I’m in pain and having a hard time breathing and almost start to fear he’s really going to hurt me with this assault. Tom’s aggressive fuck goes on for what is at least 10 minutes of constant assault. I’m doing everything I can not to panic when, he screams out as his cock spews his toxic load deep in my ass. Tom has a condition known as hyperspermia and when he cums, he spews massives amounts of cum. He begins shaking as volley after volley floods my hole. He keeps cumming long after most guys would be spent and just floods my tunnel with his seed. Finally, I feel cum dripping on my balls from my ass and only then does he pull out. He’s not about to let me lose any of his cum and immediately, his fingers dig into my ass and start scraping my sloppy anal canal. He then begins massaging the cum throughout my ass wherever his fingers can reach. He wants to make sure his DNA reaches every scratch, fissure and tear. Tom comes up to the head of the table and removes the gag from my mouth but leaves the blindfold in place. He quickly shoves his hand in my mouth and tells me to clean off his hand then the same with his cock. I taste his familiar cum and more than just a little blood. Tom then checks each of the restraints to make sure I’m secure. I start to whimper that this is way more intense than I ever expected. Tom says, shut the fuck up and you will answer yes or no sir and nothing else unless I give you permission. I tell him yes sir. Tom says, look, you want to get pozzed and I expect you to take everything dished out tonight. We got this fuck bench just for this and we are going to make sure you join the brotherhood. Tom tells me he has someone coming tonight that will check in on me periodically to make sure we don’t go too far but just know we are going to use you like the fuck hole you. You know me and the Cuban guys know how to turn any prison bitch into our plaything so you aren’t really even a challenge. Do you understand? I answer yes sir. Do you want the evening to proceed? I think, fuck this is crazy, but find myself saying yes sir. I hear the door open and Tom says wait till you meet these two guys. Tom says, Drew, why don’t you fill his mouth he’s been too mouthy. Chuck I’ve opened his ass for you and deposited a load, but your beer can cock is a lot for anyone, so take it slow. Don’t worry about him as he’s just a fuck sleeve for the evening and wants your poz strains so don’t hold back once you get going. Tom slaps my ass and tells the guys they have the next 30 minutes before he sends his Cuban buddies up With that, I hear he door open as Tom out. Shit, I’m now taking anonymous cocks as I’m soon stuffed at both ends.

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I think the Clinton Administration still ranks higher in terms of the number of Feds furloughed. As a former Fed, I was sickened by the number of people who express sympathy for me rather than sympathy for the taxpayers that overpay for a 25th annual date with the government. I can definitely appreciate that other countries find Trump’s style a bit oafish, but I’m surprised they haven’t realized that he’s talking a mean game until he sees that they’re coming to the table. Amen to that. If the President has determined that he can get results for less than Congress gave him, he’s behaving EXACTLY like a CEO of a Fortune 50 company. Huzzah! And love the chart!

Had this happen to me once before the apps were a big thing. I was going to meet a couple and headed over to their place. I got there and a buzzed the code. Guy answered and let me in. I knocked on the door and was let in. We go into the living room and I’m expecting another guy to be there. We started talking and it turns out that he was waiting for a guy and I had mixed up the condo numbers and put in the wrong code. I ended up swallowing his load until his guy showed up. I then made my way down the hall to the right one and got fucked.

Don't have balls to do that! damn. But could send to you with E-mail to send?

New Beginning Part 5 Taking a deep breath, Alex started his story in a steady voice. “I’ve thought about this a lot. Changed me. Well, you know that.” he grinned, feeling his load dripping out of me. And then his voice started to crack, he was getting serious. “Later, I realized that we were more than just fuck buddies back then. We never did talk about what was going on between us. Guess it was because we knew we were gonna be on different coasts in few months.” "Yeah," I said, letting his words sink in. Suddenly, my memories felt different, like I was seeing them through a whole new lens. “Even with all this cuntboy stuff, I never really forgot about you, Alex. I just figured, you know, you’d moved on.” “Shit no, Luke,” he told me, tears welling up. “Honestly, I was afraid. Plus, admit it, you always held shit back. Lots of times I didn’t know what the fuck you were really thinking.” "Yeah, true," I told him as I wiped the teardrop from his cheek, then leaned in and kissed it. "Go on, fucker. Tell me about it." Once he realized I'd admitted to it, he grinned and jumped straight into the details. “My uncle threw a BBQ my first weekend at his place and Greg was there. That’s his name. I was hanging out in the pool and didn’t notice him coming up. 'Hey, you must be Alex,' he smiled, crouching down and spreading his legs, 'I’m Greg, your uncle’s neighbor.' That’s when I noticed his package. 'Hey,' I stammered, like an idiot. 'Mike told me you were on the swim team,' Greg grinned, slowly scratching himself, 'You got good form, boy.' 'Uh, thanks,' I mumbled, not being able to keep my eyes off his bulge.” ----- “Fuck Luke, it was packed, and you know I wouldn’t say that, if it weren’t true.” Laughing, I nodded, “Yeah, yeah, go on. What happened next?” ----- “Anyway, after some small talk, Greg got up and headed over to some of the other neighbors. For some reason, I was getting hard and couldn’t get the size of it out of my head but played it cool. It’s bad enough when it’s soft, but hard? My uncle was right there, so I kept swimming, trying to shake it off and look halfway decent. Then, I calmed down enough to get out of the pool. Grabbing a burger, I took a seat at the empty table under the tree. That’s when I saw Greg come over with a couple of cups. ‘Hey, boy,' he whispered, passing one over so it wouldn’t be obvious. 'Figure you’d like this.' 'Hey, Greg. Yep, thanks,' I mumbled nervously tasting the beer, barely able to talk as he sat down across from me. That was probably the first time I really looked at his face, with short, buzzed red hair and green eyes. Total ginger.” ------ "Dammit, that’s why!" I laughed, running a hand over my buzz cut. “You asshole!” “Yep,” Alex smiled, “Exactly,” continuing the story. ------ “'You know,’ Greg said, leaning in with a grin, ‘If you’re ever up for...’ Before I could catch the rest, he had already turned to my uncle. Turning back to me, smiled, ‘Just let me know. I’m usually up late, wouldn’t mind some company.’ ‘Yeah?’ I asked, not thinking much of it, but later I realized there was more to it. 'Yeah,' he smiled, grabbing my hand before standing up and walking back to the crowd. 'See ya, then.' He didn’t say a word to me the rest of the day, and honestly, it kind of bugged me. He was too caught up in the neighborhood gossip to notice, but every now and then, I’d catch him sneaking a glance my way. Later that night, I sat in my room, thinking about what happened. Damn, I wasn’t sure what I was feeling, but my cock was getting hard. I knew right away just from the way he looked at me, Greg was gay. I’d seen that look from guys before.” ----- “And yep, I’d see that look from you, sometimes,” Alex laughed, kissing me. “But I didn’t mind. I kind of liked it when you did it.” “Asshole,” I chuckled. ------ “But there was something about him that I couldn’t put my finger on. That’s when I decided to take a walk to clear my head. My uncle was out cold, so I stepped out the front door and started walking. I didn’t really have a place in mind but passed this guy sitting on his porch, just in shorts and drinking a beer. I couldn’t tell who it was at first, so I kept walking. But then his voice gave it away. 'Hey, boy,' he said, standing up and walking into the light. Goddamn it, Luke, suddenly I got nervous and just stood there looking at him. It was the way he kept calling me ‘boy’ from the first time I met him that got to me. I thought about making up an excuse to head back to the house. But, fuck, he was built. That’s when I noticed the streetlights bouncing off the metal in his nips. 'Hey, Greg,' I answered, not being able to keep my eyes off the thick barbells. 'Got any place in mind,' he chuckled, scratching his nip before taking a drink. 'Uh, no,' I stammered, watching him smile as I squirmed. 'Uncle Mike’s out cold and I couldn’t sleep.' 'C’mon then. Got plenty more of these, inside,’ he grinned, wrapping his arm my shoulder and leading me up to the house. With his arm still on my shoulder, he closed the door and led me into the living room. 'Grab a seat. Be right back,' he smiled, squeezing my shoulder and walked into the kitchen. Honestly, I was fucking nervous by this time and had no idea what I was doing there. Next thing I know, he hands me a beer and sits down across from me, legs spread and starts making small talk. I tried keeping eye contact with him but kept glancing down while sipping on the beer. 'You not into it?' he finally asked, spreading his legs further apart. 'Huh, what?' I answered, freaking out that it must’ve obvious I was checking out his bulge. 'The beer... It’s a dry stout. Some guys say it’s got an off taste, but I like it.' 'Oh,' I smiled, taking a large swig and ignoring the taste, 'Yeah, it’s good.' 'Glad you like it,' he chuckled, scratching his crotch. ''Cause, for some reason, I was thinking you might not be into it.' ‘Naw, the beer’s fine,” I told him, taking another swig. I was feeling good by then but still kind of scared. Seeing it, he asked me what was wrong. I don’t why, Luke, but I was feeling relaxed with him and just started telling him about you and how confused I was about things sometimes. ‘What do you mean, things?’ he asked, handing me another beer and sitting back in the chair. The second beer went down smooth, no bite this time. ‘Looks like you're getting used to it,’ he grinned, clearly noticing how easily I was drinking it now. I told him I knew you were gay, but it was cool, and how you’d been on my mind since I got to my uncle’s. Sure, I wasn’t gay, I told him, but I could be myself with you. My parents were never around, you know that. Then, and I don’t know why, I told him how you always went along with what I said. I guess that’s when Greg knew how to proceed. ‘You liked it?’ he grinned, casually stroking himself. My throat felt dry, so I took a sip of beer, my eyes still fixed on his crotch, trying to pull myself together enough to answer. ‘Yeah,” I admitted, not really knowing what I was getting into. ‘So, you liked being in control?’ he asked, sitting back to give me a better look at him. “But have you ever thought about how Luke felt? How he was feeling when you were controlling the situation? You gotta have at least once, right?’ Shit, he was right, and I admitted it. We kept on talking and, fuck, it felt like a fucking therapy session. Then, finally, he started telling me that he was like me in some ways. He liked being in control. When he said that, all these feelings and thoughts hit me at once. I sat there, taking it all in. ‘Boy, all I’m going to say is you need to be honest with yourself,’ he said, finishing his beer. ‘How about we try it now? You can see how Luke feels.’ It was as if something in me clicked. Something about the whole control thing got me hot. Fuck, I was the horniest I’d ever been right then. 'Yep, man. Let’s do it,' I blurted out before I could stop myself. 'Great. Let’s get started,' he growled. He stood and slipped out of his shorts to show me his hard fat cock sticking straight out over a pair of huge nuts. I just sat there, not believing what I was seeing. I mean, you know... But he had me beat. Not by much, but enough you’d feel the difference. Anyway, next thing I know, his expression hardened and said one word to me. 'Strip.' I hesitated a second, but the look in his eyes told me I couldn't say no. So, I kicked off my sneakers and pulled my shirt off. His eyes flickered with approval, but his face stayed unreadable. I looked down, avoiding his gaze cutting through me. I undid my shorts and slid them down to my ankles. That’s when I looked up and sat there with my cock sticking straight up from my shaved crotch. ‘Impressive,’ he grinned, raising his arm to sniff his pit before looking at me to see what I’d do. Fuck, before I knew it, I made my way over to him and sniffed at it. I couldn’t help it. ‘That’s it, boy,’ he growled, holding onto my head. ‘I didn’t even have to tell you. You know what you want.’ I stuck my tongue out and took my first taste of pit. Before this, I wouldn’t ever done it, but the smell and taste were getting to me. Part of me wanted to stop but the more I tasted it, the more I wanted it. ‘That’s it, boy. You like it, don’t you?’ Nodding, I kept on it, swallowing the beads of sweat. Next thing I know, He pulls me up to his face and moved in. I was freaking out. I’d never kiss a guy before and started pulling away. He looked straight at me and told me to close my eyes and just go with it. I still wasn’t sure, but he grabbed my cock and started stroking it. ‘Fuck.’ I moaned feeling him pushing his lips over mine. I hesitated one last time, then shut my eyes and went along with it. His lips weren’t like any girl’s I’d kissed before. His scruff was scratching me as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I took it and kissed him back. Shit, I’d never felt anything like that before. ‘That was a good one, boy. That your first time kissing a man?’ he smiled. I just nodded, too surprised at what I was doing to answer. ‘And did you like it? Be honest.’ ‘Shit, yeah,’ I moaned, thinking about how I wanted to know how it’d feel to kiss you, Luke. “Good boy,” he growled. “Follow.” Fuck Luke, I jumped and followed him, kind of liking how he was acting, taking charge, you know. We got to the bedroom. I could see him stretched out on the bed, lighting a glass pipe, and inhaling. Seeing that I was doing everything he told me, he smiled. Exhaling a thick white cloud, he grabbed his shaft. “Damn, boy. You got a good sized one, but you ever seen one this big in person?' ‘No,” I told him, too shocked to say anything else. 'No, what?' he barked, taking in another hit from the pipe. 'No, Sir,' I moaned, looking up into his eyes before looking back down at his rigid cock. 'Good boy,' he told me, exhaling, 'Check it out.' Without another word, I crawled up to get a closer look at his massive cock. I couldn’t take my eyes of it. My mouth was fucking watering at that point, watching the precum pouring out of his piss slit. He just sat back, watching what I would do. I was kind of zoned out. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out to get my first taste of another guy’s cock. That’s when I went for it and slipped my mouth over it, trying to get more of cock into my mouth. The head was huge and stretched my jaw as it went down on it. 'Good boy.' he groaned, 'It’s your first time. Just do what feels good to you when you’re being sucked off.' 'Uh, huh,' I moaned, trying to repeat on him what I liked when getting head. ‘That’s it, boy. Show me how much you want it,’ he whispered, stroking my face. Shit, something about the taste and hardness of his shaft in my mouth felt good. I was getting into it. I was fucking sucking on his cock! I’m trying to suck as much as I can, but I wasn’t used to it. After a bit, he pulled me off and shoved me down against his ball sack. ‘Now lick my balls,’ he growled. ‘Get used to servicing the whole package.’ I don’t know what came over me, but I lifted his sac with my nose and started sniffing at ‘em. Fucking sweaty and musky. Fucking smelled like our locker room in high school. I couldn’t help it. I started licking, getting a taste of them. ‘Look at you, boy,” Greg laughed, ‘Slurping on my balls and loving it. You do, don’t you?’ All I could do was moan and nod. I didn’t want to stop. He’s moaning and moaning until he grabs my head and pulls me up to his cock again. ‘Shit, yeah!” I groaned, as he starts slowly fucking my mouth. 'No doubt about it, boy. You’re a fucking cocksucker now,’ he growled. ‘Now look at me, boy.’ I opened my eyes and looked up at him looking down at me. Fuck, he was handsome, and he knew it. Resting my hands on his thighs, I let him take control and show me. 'Easy. That’s it. Breathe. No rush. Take your time,’ he murmured, holding my head as he pushed me deeper onto him. I tried concentrating on my breathing as he pushed me down and gulp in air when he pulled me off. I could feel the spit flowing out of my mouth. At some point, I started gagging when I felt him hit the back of my throat. That’s when he pulled me off. 'Fuck, boy. Not bad for your first time.’ 'Really?' I smiled, feeling weirdly proud about how I sucked his cock. That’s when he pulled out the pipe again and lit it. 'You’re gonna need this for the next part,' he said matter-of-factly and inhaled, before offering it to me. 'Uhhh,' I mumbled, freaking out. I knew what it was but had never done it. You know, swim team and all. But the minute he slipped his finger in me, I didn’t care. I was feeling good from the beer and was up for anything. So, I leaned in...” ----- “Wait, how many beers did you have,” I asked Alex, giving him a look. “Two,” he grinned, “Yep, I know. He told me later he had put something in it.” “So,” I smiled, “He had it planned all along.” “Yep,” Alex chuckled, “All along.” “Sounds familiar,” I laughed. “Go on.” ----- “'Fuck yeah, boy,' Greg smiled, slipping the stem between my lips, 'Deep one and hold it.' Inhaling, I could feel the warm cloud filling my lungs. On the exhale, I relaxed, knowing that I couldn’t go back and looked at Greg just watching me. 'You’re going to need more than that,' he laughed, handing me the pipe. He talked me through lighting the torch and warming the bowl as he fingered me. ‘Any of your girlfriends ever finger you while they gave you head?” he asked, slipping in another finger. ‘Shiiiit no,’ I moaning at how good it felt, ‘Fuuck!’ After more hits, I couldn’t take any more of his fingers inside me. I wanted his cock. 'Fuck me, Sir,' I gasped, exhaling another cloud. 'I was waiting for that, boy,' he growled, rolling me onto my back, 'All you had to do was ask.' Before I knew it, he was putting his mouth on my hole and slipping his tongue inside. He was fucking eating me out and it felt fucking amazing. 'Fucking cherry,' he groaned, spreading my ass and getting me ready for his cock. 'Shit, fuck me,' I begged, now completely spun out. Pressing the leaking head of his cock at my hole, he popped it inside and paused. ‘Fuck. How’s that feel, boy?’ he laughed, ‘By that look on your face, you’re liking my cock in your cherry hole.' I could feel him opening me up, but the Tina helped. I didn’t care about the pain. I was over it. 'Aww fuck, yeah,' I grunted, feeling him push a couple of more inches in, 'Fucking feels good!' He started slowly playing with me, pushing in and pulling out. Finally, he went for it and shoved a couple of inches into me. He kept on going deeper with every jab. I was going crazy, feeling his shaft hitting me deep. 'More!' I begged him. 'Yeah,' he grinned, leaning down to kiss me, 'You’re taking your first cock, boy.' 'Goddamn, fucking love this shit!' I moaned, grabbing onto him. Fuck, my hands were all over him, pulling him deeper into me. That’s when I knew it wouldn’t be a one off, Luke. Sure, he had slipped me the G and had smoked the Tina, but I was really into it. I had sucked cock and was getting fucked. They just helped me accept I really wanted it. ‘Tighten up those ass muscles, boy,’ he growled every time he was balls deep in me. It was hard at first with his big cock stretching me out, but I started milking him with my hole as he kept it up. ‘You want my load, boy?’ he grunted over and over again. ‘God, yes!’ I moaned, feeling his cock expanding. Finally, he grabbed my hips and slammed into me and stayed there. 'GODDAMN FUCK!' he roared, finally shooting into me. I just laid there, feeling his cock pulsing over my prostate and I started stroking my cock. ‘Yeah, boy. Show me how good it feels getting fucked by a big cock,” he laughed. I was gripping on my cock hard and rubbing one out as he shifted his hips to tease me, watching me getting closer and closer. ‘Aww fuck,’ I grunted, spewing my load over my abs. ‘So good!’ ‘Damn, boy,’ he grinned, pulling out of me. Looking down at my abs, he smiled and lapped up my load, ‘For your first time, you’re really into this.’ ‘Yep, I am,’ I sighed, and we started making out, swapping spit and my load. After that, we started talking about what I was feeling. Turns out he’s a psychologist. Funny, huh? And I finally admitted what I’d known deep down. From that night on, I’d head over to his place after my uncle went to sleep and take his cock. I didn't even need anything to get me in the mood, but it helped me to get used to his cock. That’s where I got the idea to help you with mine. Since I was going to college on the same coast, my uncle offered to let me spend the summers with him and I did. My parents were always busy anyway and were dealing with my little brother, so they were ok with it. Even after my uncle moved a couple of years later, I kept finding excuses to visit him. After college, I got a job in town and moved in with him.” ----- “So, you see, we’re the same in some ways,” he grinned, motioning to my collar. Sitting there, I couldn’t shake the feeling. Something Alex said, or maybe he hadn’t, really stuck with me. “So,” I asked, “When did you fuck him?” “I never did,” Alex smiled, grabbing my arms and tightly wrapping them around himself, “I know I wasn’t the first guy who fucked you, but you were the first guy I fucked. Remember, I wanted you to fuck me, and you tried?” “Shit!” I moaned, remembering that day and feeling proud I was his first. “At least I got to feel you inside me that one time,” he grinned, reaching behind and squeezing my junk. “Yeah,” I chuckled, “You’re the only one. After you fucked me that night, I never even thought about it.” That’s when we started talking about old times and caught up, until an easy silence fell. We stayed like that for few minutes, not saying anything else. Noticing the time, I finally broke the silence, “It’s late, stay.” “MMhmm,” he mumbled, laying his head against my shoulder. After a bit, I noticed he was nodding off and turned away from me onto his side. I took the moment to watch him breathing. I let out a little chuckle as his harness moved with every breath. He had a point. In a lot of ways, we weren’t so different. We’d been through a lot of the same things to get to this point. I turned to go to sleep. “Uuh uuh...” I heard him grunt, grabbing my arm and turning me towards him, “Big spoon.” “Yep, little spoon,” I chuckled, surprised that after everything that happened tonight, he was still the little one. Wrapping my arms around him, I pushed my junk against his ass. Even if I’d never fucked him again, at least I could give him that, and fell asleep.

No problem post some pics that show your cock sucking talent. Pvt your wife's email address and she will soon know. When she gets the very informative email.

Married total bottom here, that now wants to be exposed to wife. I keep trying on my own but of course always back out last min. Need some encouragement, and help. I think it is starting to be a fetish for me for her to know what I am really doing behind her back.

The next sex addiction meeting was a week later and i arrived late with a douched hole and wearing a cockring. Unlike the week before everyone was seated in a circle, David and Adeel were sitting next to each other and I sat in a chair facing them trying my best to avoid eye contact with them. There were 2 new guys that introduced themselves, an older straight man into mtf and a twunk called Jamie that I worked with at my previous job and fucked when he was a twink. The rest of us updated everyone of our week. I regretted wearing a cock ring as my bulge was looking ridiculously big listening to Dean and Adeel talk about their hook ups, wanking marathons and porn they watched but neither of them mentioned our threesum. Afterwards most of the group stay for coffee, tea and a chat. Jamie was engaged to a guy that was clueless about his sexcapades so I thought not to pursue him for now. I didn't stay long as Dean had left immediately after the session and Adeel was ignoring me until he followed me to the loo as I was leaving. In the cubicle he held me tight to and kissed me passionately. Our hard cocks were rubbing against each other's and our hands were groping and stroking each other. He said how couldn't stop thinking about me all week, his wife was away for the weekend and that Dean was waiting for us outside apartment. Next chapter will be about the weekend

Interesting strategy to reverse play the victim card. I'll need to keep that one in mind. 🤣 What I will not do is to attempt to victimize myself other than what the media has already chosen to manipulate. So let's examine how the media manipulates. It was the major media in the US that chose to call Abrego Garcia "Maryland Man", completely disavowing his association with MS-13. And he was ruled as deportable. Multiple times. So now the opposite party has chosen to embrace an MS-13 associate as the hill they'll die on because he wasn't given 'due process'. And that's certainly questionable because he had already been given that by Immigration Judges, and as a non-citizen, that is the due process to which he is entitled. Adding to that, we have activist judiciary who is demanding that he be returned, to which SCOTUS has replied that the administration should "facilitate" his return. As a citizen of El Salvador, his return is up to that sovereign nation, which has made it clear that they do not wish to release someone they also consider as a terrorist. They have trains in Australia? Who knew? 🤣🤣 Kidding aside, I can only go by your words as verbatim, so when you say "slave labourers", that can be a sensitive topic to the US based on its history, flawed as it is. But I'll try to address your points head-to-head. Yes, there have been furloughs of government workers. There have also been voluntary buyouts and much discussion over probationary workers losing their jobs. There are also a ton of workers who are likely not needed given our over bloated bureaucracy, so supposing that the US needs to bring spending back in line, we can either raise taxes on everyone (unpopular option for all and has detrimental impacts to the economy) or we can determine where we spend money and if that's what we want to do. Is it possible that some services are impacted? Sure, because anything is possible. Re: Australian Broadcasters. I can only imagine this to be comparable to the US media, but all we seem to see of your media in the US are funny bits from Karl Stefanovic and your Today show, or Sky News if we are streaming. Of course the US is not your government, so not sure of the depth of your coverage of our news versus your local events. As for the tariffs, it was always the stated case that the administration wanted to discuss fairer trade terms, and since there was no motivation for other countries to do so, tariffs were a way to bring people to the table. The EU has already stated their willingness to talk about equal tariffs; The UK has already signed a deal that opens their markets and reduces tariffs on their cars -- great if I want a good deal on a Jaguar or Land Rover. Others including China are following suit. And the losses from the stock market here have largely been clawed back. So we could continue to have shitty trade deals, markets closed to our goods, or induce negotiations. As to the points on judicial policies, this presents a test of the powers of the Executive Branch and what it can or cannot do. I personally think that any executive order should be followed by the actual legislation to codify that action into law. That our congress has failed to do so is appalling and lazy, and I lose all respect for Congress...or at least I like them less than hemorrhoids. 🤣 I mentioned that there was no proof of insider trading, but since our Congress seems to engage in those bits, we can either all get the benefit of Nancy Pelosi's stock picks, or our Department of Justice should prosecute all insider trading to the fullest extent. Everyone. Regardless of party. Make them felons and unable to run for office. Re: Arms dealers. I won't deny that's what we are. Or the military industrial complex that benefits from it including a lot of HUGE companies. Nonetheless, I'd rather that our economy benefits from that versus that of China. You know, since you wanted to mention "slave labour". 🤣 Feel free to ask what the Uyghurs are doing these days. 🙂 As to media bias, I thought I'd share this chart from All Sides, which independently audits and rates media coverage, and pretty fairly I'll add. Thanks though for a decent tete-a-tete. Much enjoyed. Peace!