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I'm sure I've been touching myself all my life, some of my earliest memories are of me getting in trouble for doing it at inappropriate times. It became something I did daily at some point when I was 6, the transition from doing it just cause it felt good to doing it specifically to dry orgasm, I don't remember exactly when that happened, was probably gradual. As far as knowing I liked men, in retrospect it was right from the start, I was always trying to get into my friends pants and spy on as many dicks as I could in public showers, locker rooms, toilets, etc. At the time I didn't think anything of it, I just thought wanting to see dicks and what I was doing with my buddies was just regular guy stuff, also the idea of being gay just wasn't really something you were exposed to as a kid in the late 80s. I even remember having a conversation with a junior high school buddy who was also a jerk off buddy, about what gay was and wondering if anyone at our school was (too clueless to realize that maybe it was us!) I was 15 when I first realized that maybe what I was doing with other guys wasn't "normal" and it took till I was 17-18 to accept that I liked guys more than girls.

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I'd use the end of a hammer 🔨 The handle had a rounded shape that was like the head of a dick. Only discovered that when I was like 11-12. My sister and her friend caught me once when I was home alone — I went into ger room, got on a stool, and slid it in and out of my hole in her bedroom mirror. They both pretended they didn't see anything, I was mortified lol. I'd finger myself in the tub when I was old enough to take baths alone, sometimes in bed at night too but I hated the possibility of things getting dirty

Need slam daddy to train my boi *ussy 🥺 / Chiangmai,thailand

Prefer smooth, all over (head hair is fine, though)

Syphilis just 2 months ago. 57 ugh it sucked the night sweats had me soak through everything

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Ouch ! The emotion in that chapter struck a chord with me having recently come out myself before a family member outed me. Great writing, and I hope with the Daddies help Jen toxicity is well and truly muted. SOrry to hear of all the other going's on in life - take care of yourself and take the time you need!!

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nice stealthing

Yet another massive chapter - thank you @pozchaser21 !! I am thinking / hoping that Jake's sleep is shortlived and his lust takes over and he becomes much the nocturnal party animal...

My first was chlamydia that I got from my girlfriend. Next was genital warts that I got from a sleazy dancer. Then I got syphilis from eating this sick little whore’s pussy while swallowing the white discharge out of her pussy. The next thing I got was herpes, and I have gotten fucked by so many guys I don’t know where it came from. And nowadays, I’ve been taking every POZ load I can find.

I always touched myself as long as I can remember. I used to pretend I was Rogue from the X-men and that someone was humping me. I can’t remember first I first actually ejaculated but probably middle school. By that time I also started experimenting with my ass. My mom had a smooth handle hairbrush that I would insert with some ky jelly. All before high school.

I clean out before I go but my routine is 1. I always get a room so I upload my stuff, flip on the porn and jerk for a little bit 2. talk a walk around in my jock taking in the scenery 3. Post up in the glory hole area. Hopefully I’m able to at least eat a load or two. Sometimes I’ll take my first cum load in my ass around then if I’m lucky. 4. cruise around a bit more. I’ll stop by the porn room and suck a few more cocks. 5. I’ll check out the sling room to see if a spot is available (50/50 shot depending on the night. If one is available I’ll post up and play with my hole to entice anyone walking by. Huff a few poppers and watch the screen. Sometimes I’ll drag my towel over my eyes and just take a few anonymous dicks. Some cum in me some don’t. 6. Step out to the smoking area to socialize. Sometimes I can entice a daddy back to my room to mate with me. 7. Steam room to socialize and chill. Maybe suck some cock. 8. Hit the showers to show off my butt a little. 9. Lay down in my room with my door open to invite anyone that wants to dump a load. 10. Finally jerk off, hit the showers once more. Maybe take a small nap and then head out for the night.

I started by getting blowjobs at the adult bookstores. Pretty soon I was sucking dick myself. Then one time in Chicago, I bent over at the glory hole and took a load in my ass. And I absolutely loved it and I knew I was a bottom for life.

oh yes raw is better

I never thought I was a bottom when I started having sex. I thought I was vers because I didn't know any better and figured i should try both, and I was frankly a crappy bottom and a shitty top. I quickly figured out I was trying to do what I thought the other guy wanted, and it was just not working. And I knew my limits as a potential top, so decided to, the next time, just go in as a bottom. And when I stopped caring about my dick and really focused on taking dick well, I knew I'd basically stop toping ever.

I realized I was a bottom 6 months after I turned 19 and had my first sexual experience. I started using small butt plugs which gave me that pleasant pressure and fullness to more intense sensations like tingling or prostate stimulation. I have always known that my roll was to please and submit to the alpha male and bottoming to me it absolutely is the pinnacle of physical pleasure.

Nice, horny set up

Nice to get the cunt filled

That's getting back at her. Did you like it enough to do it again?

I awoke the next morning with Fred’s stiff naked cock pushing at my hole. I barked as I scrambled away; "What the fuck man! What do you think you are doing?" I was pissed and frightened, I'd slept restlessly and had numerous nightmares about getting sick. "Cool off bud. I'm just continuing the fun from last night." He didn't have a hint of regret or concern in his voice. "You fucking bastered! First you silenced me and lied that I take cock raw. Then you bred me with your toxic cum. What the fuck is wrong with you?" Fred now had a hint of irritation; "What’s wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You had plenty of chances to stop things and you didn't. You knew the bar tender was poz and toxic and you told him to 'knock you up ', so why are you angry with me?" He had a point. Actually a number of points. "I'm just very frightened, I don’t want to get sick." I wined. "You've got 72 hours from last night to get PeP. Relax ass hole." His tone teased. "Fuck, I don’t know where to go for that here. We better go right after breakfast. " I knew I was being irrational. His voice was firm; "We'll go tomorrow!" It was settled. You know how we all have a friend that attracts every mosquito for miles. I became that guy that day, only instead of mosquitoes I couldn’t stop attacking cock, raw cock. It started at breakfast. Our cute young Mexican waiter was extra flirty. When I came out of the bathroom he was waiting and planted a kiss on my lips. In one motion he pushed me back into the single stall, pulled the door closed, spun me around, dropped my commando shorts, bent me over the toilet and buried his raw cock in my hole. He knew he was on the clock so this was the quickest of pump and dumps. I had no intention of telling Fred but I didn't have to. As I returned to the table he said, "Now aren't you glad you're waiting 'til tomorrow for PEP?" I blushed. Back at my room I stripped, lay my back on the bed, lifted my ankles and presented Fred my lubricated ass. He gave me a fantastic fuck and just as he finished breeding me the maid knocked. We quickly gathered our things and headed to the swimming end of the beach for a salt water rinse and cool down and to soak in some sun on our naked bodies. A handsome gay couple in their thirties lay nearby. Fred kept telling me one of them was ogling me. I just tried to ignore Fred and the young guy. After a bit I noticed the same guy scribble a note before he got up and walked right by Fred and I. He dropped the note in front of my face. "Wait 1 minute. Then follow me to the hotel pool." the note read. He waited at the path up the embankment away from the beach long enough to be sure I saw where he was headed. I was going to ignore the note but Fred was having no part of that. As much to silence Fred as anything I headed off. When I got to the hotel pool the guy was leaning on the bathroom door. He followed me in and pushed me into a shower stall before he spoke. "We've got to be quick, that's my husband on the beach. I saw your performance at the bar last night. Ever since you arrived this morning I've been waiting for the right opportunity to fuck you. Hubby and I always play safe with a third. He'd kill me but I need my raw cock in your ass." I didn't argue. Heart racing I just leaned against the wall and reveled at what a cum slut I’d become in one evening. He took a little longer than the waiter, but not much. It wasn't even 11 a.m. and I returned to Fred and my towel with three loads in my ass. My plan was to keep silent but the twinkle in Fred’s eyes told me I had no secrets. Fred jumped at the invitation from the gay couple for us to join them for lunch. I've never felt so awkward in my life knowing I was hosting a load from the one partner in my gut. The cheated on partner decided to invite us back to their room for a foursome. Fred and my last breeder jumped at the chance. I decided since it would be safe play that I could manage. Daisy wheel sucking ensued and everyone seemed to be getting on famously. Fred decided to tell the couple that I love to get fucked. The cheated on husband retrieved condoms and lube. His partner suited up and aimed for my hole. Fred distracted the cheated on husband. I felt my hole being breached, but was sure there was no rubber. I looked back and the removed sheath was stuffed into my mouth. Fred kept the cheated partner busy as his partner raw fucked and dumped a second load into me. Fred was next to fuck me and also managed to stealth breed me with the cheating partner distracting his husband. Finally the desieved partners sheathed cock was ravaging my hole. I'd been fucked lots of times with protection but hadn't been able to compare it with skin on skin fucks. This was so uncomfortable compared to earlier this day and my first bb fucks of the night before. I was just about ready to beg he take it off when the feeling changed. The condom had broken, but I didn't say anything. This top also painted my guts and was mortified that he hadn't noticed the broken condom. It was only as Fred and I walked away from there place that Fred told me he had managed to switch their lube out for his vasileen. Further, while I was receiving my third stealth load of the afternoon Fred was knocking up the cheating partner who hadn't asked any questions when he saw a chance to mount Fred’s raw cock without detection from his occupied hubby.

I love that so much it’s my favorite… I just couldn’t satisfy his desire for me to say that word. He has every right to say and do what he wants but he wanted me to say it and I don’t do that. Shame too cause he is super hot and hung lovely and lives a block away from me