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if I'm sucking I like a thick 10". if I'm being fucked I like a thick 8"

Well my favorite fuck bud of all time was a little over 8 and moderately thick.

Here's another example. Here it's more a controlled scenario where FIFA has set World Cup ticket prices very high in non-market conditions. [think before following links] https://www.bbc.com/sport/football/articles/c80x38e04yro The cheapest ticket for the Final is current;y >$4,000. But FIFA can do this as people still come. People still watch. I'm choosing to skip tuning in after watching religiously since 1986.

(As always my stories are true events with erotica added to make the readers unload their load in my name) I first noticed Corey when he moved in next door with his widowed mother about six months ago. He was in his late twenties, fresh off a contested divorce that his dramatic ex was turning into a full-blown spectacle—court dates, accusations flying, the works. As a landscaper, he had that sun-kissed, rugged look: tanned skin from hours outdoors, calloused hands, broad shoulders under his work tees, and a perpetual five-o'clock shadow that made my submissive gay bareback bottom side ache with need. I'd see him mowing the lawn or trimming hedges, sweat soaking his shirt, outlining those firm pecs and the V of his hips. He projected straight, but there was something in his lingering glances when I waved hello. One afternoon, he knocked on my door, looking stressed, a folder of divorce papers clutched in his fist. 'Hey, man,' he said, shifting awkwardly. 'You're the one who works in legal stuff, right? I heard around the neighborhood. Mind if I pick your brain? This shit with my ex is killing me—she's dragging it out, claiming I cheated or whatever bullshit to get more alimony.' I invited him in, pouring us coffees in my living room. As we sat, his eyes wandered to the walls—my collection of tasteful naked men art, sculpted bodies in oil and bronze, cocks and asses captured in raw, erotic poses. He didn't look away; instead, he leaned closer to one print, a guy bent over, hole exposed. 'These are... intense. You into that kind of thing? Like, art-wise?' I smiled, sensing the curiosity. 'Yeah, I'm gay. Been out forever. Love celebrating the male form—no shame in it.' He nodded slowly, asking questions that started innocent but got personal: How does it work dating guys? Ever been in a serious thing? What's the sex like? His cheeks flushed, but he didn't stop, and I answered openly, describing bareback hookups, the thrill of a thick cock breeding deep, submitting to a dominant top. By the time he left, papers annotated with my informal advice, there was a spark. He thanked me with a firm handshake, his grip lingering, eyes flicking to my crotch. A week later, his mom announced she was traveling for a full week to visit family. That evening, Corey texted— we'd exchanged numbers for divorce updates—inviting me over. 'Mom's gone. Beers? Could use more advice... and company.' My cock twitched at the opportunity. I showed up with a six-pack and a joint, dressed casual in shorts that hugged my ass. His place was modest, mom's taste in decor clashing with his landscaper tools in the garage. We cracked beers in the living room, the divorce talk flowing into lighter stuff. 'That art you have... got me thinking,' he admitted after his second beer. 'Never really explored that side. Ex was vanilla as hell.' I sparked the joint, passing it over. He inhaled deep, coughing, then relaxed, the weed loosening him up. 'Wanna see the hot tub out back?' he suggested, standing. 'Installed it myself last summer.' We stripped down—me first, peeling off my shirt and shorts, revealing my smooth, toned body and the jockstrap cupping my hardening dick. Corey watched, then shrugged off his clothes: faded tee, jeans dropping to show his thick thighs and that uncut cock swinging semi-hard between them, balls heavy and low. Fuck, he was built like a god, chest hair trailing down to his pubes. The hot tub bubbled invitingly under the stars. We sank in opposite each other, water jets massaging our skin, beers on the edge. Conversation turned flirty fast—the weed making us bold. My foot brushed his under the water; he didn't move it. 'So, that gay lifestyle... you submit a lot?' he asked, voice husky. 'All the way,' I replied, shifting closer. 'Love a guy taking charge, fucking my ass raw, breeding me full.' His cock visibly stiffened below the surface. I reached over, hand grazing his thigh. 'You ever tried it?' He shook his head but leaned in. Our lips met—tentative at first, then hungry. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting of beer and smoke. Hands roamed: mine to his chest, pinching nipples; his to my ass, squeezing cheeks. 'Fuck this,' he growled, standing, water sluicing off his ripped body, cock now rock-hard, eight inches of veiny meat throbbing. I dropped to my knees in the tub, water lapping at my chest, and engulfed his dick. Lips stretching around the girth, I sucked deep, tongue lapping the foreskin back to swirl his leaking slit. He groaned, fingers tangling in my hair, thrusting into my throat. 'Shit, yeah... swallow that cock.' Saliva dripped as he face-fucked me, balls smacking my chin, gagging me until tears welled. 'Need your hole,' he panted, pulling out. I turned, hands on the tub rim, ass arched high. He spat on my pucker, fingers probing—first one, then two, twisting to open me. 'Tight... gonna ruin this.' His cockhead nudged my entrance, then shoved in raw. The burn was exquisite as he sank balls-deep, pubes grinding my cheeks. He pounded relentlessly, water splashing with each slam. 'Take my dick, you bottom slut.' Hands bruising my hips, he railed my ass, prostate hammered until pre leaked from my untouched cock. 'Gonna breed you first load.' 'Yes! Fill me!' I begged. He buried deep, cock pulsing, hot cum erupting inside—spurt after thick spurt coating my guts. He thrust through it, churning until it leaked out around his shaft. We moved inside, dripping on the floor, grabbing fresh beers and another joint. On the couch, naked and buzzed, his dick stirred again against my leg. 'Round two,' I whispered, lying back, legs spread wide, cum-slick hole winking. He mounted me missionary, sliding in easy on his own seed. Chest to chest, he fucked slow then hard, pinning my arms, mouth claiming mine. 'This ass is mine tonight.' Sweat slicked our bodies as he hammered, balls slapping. 'Second breeding coming...' 'Pump it in!' My hole clenched, milking him as he unloaded again, cum overflowing, mixing with the first load. I shot untouched, ropes hitting my abs. We crashed, dozing, but an hour later, he hardened once more. On all fours now, I presented, ass up. He took me doggy, gripping my shoulders, slamming deep. 'Third time's the charm—gonna flood you.' His pace brutal, hand jerking my cock. We came together—his torrent gushing out, my load on the cushions. Exhausted, plugged with his cum, we lay tangled. 'That was insane,' he murmured. 'Mom's back soon, but... we should do this again.' Three days later, another text: 'Buddy Spencer over—work partner. Told him about you. Come for drinks? He's curious too.' Spencer, Corey's married landscaper pal, early thirties, built like a tank with a buzzcut and tattoos, had been sex-starved with his wife for months. I arrived to them on the patio, beers flowing, joint lit. Corey grinned, eyes hungry; Spencer eyed me appraisingly, his cargo shorts tenting. We smoked, buzz hitting, clothes coming off casual-like. Corey's hot tub again, all three sinking in naked. Cocks bobbed: Corey's familiar thick uncut, Spencer's girthy cut nine-incher, veiny and curved. 'Heard you're a pro bottom,' Spencer said, voice rough. 'Wife ain't putting out—need this.' I knelt between them in the water, hands stroking both shafts. Corey's in my mouth first, sucking deep while jerking Spencer. They groaned, hips bucking. 'Share him,' Corey said. I alternated—deepthroating Spencer, his balls hairy and musky, then Corey, foreskin sliding. 'Tag team that ass,' Spencer growled. I bent over the tub edge, Corey entering first, fucking my cum-stretched hole with wet slaps. Spencer fed me his cock, face-fucking as Corey railed. 'Suck while he breeds you.' Corey unloaded quick, adding to the mess inside me. Spencer took over, his thicker dick stretching wider, pounding deep. 'Fuck, sloppy from his load—gonna add mine.' Water churned as he hammered, hands spreading my cheeks. I moaned around nothing now, Corey watching, stroking himself hard again. Spencer came with a grunt, flooding me further, cum bubbling out. They switched—Corey back in, churning the double load, while I blew Spencer clean. 'Your turn to breed again,' I begged Corey. He did, third load for him mixing with Spencer's. Inside now, on the living room rug, they spit-roasted me proper. Spencer in my ass, Corey in my mouth, thrusting in sync. 'Gangbang this hole,' Spencer said, slapping my cheeks. Sweat poured, bodies slapping loud. Spencer pulled out, Corey dove in, then back—trading my ass like a toy, each dumping loads until I overflowed, cum dripping down my thighs. Finally, both knelt, jerking over my face as I fingered my wrecked hole. 'Open up.' Ropes of cum painted my tongue, chest—swallowing what I could. Exhausted, we collapsed, their cocks soft against me. 'Best night ever,' Spencer admitted. Corey nodded. 'More where that came from.' My ass throbbed, bred multiple times by two studs—submissive heaven.

Fuck this is hot. Wish I had a dom in my life like this.

I have 0 issues with being called a faggot when I'm having sex with another man, regardless of whether I'm topping or bottoming. How do bottoms feel when the top asks them if they want fucked by a faggot? It is something I like to ask if I've lubed the bottom up with cum out of my hole. I typically go with something like, "do you want me to lube you up and fuck you with the cum from my faggot hole, before I breed you with my faggot dick?" I haven't gotten any no answers to date, but I've always done it at either fuck clubs or orgies to total sluts, occasionally even to guys who provided some of the cum I'm lubing them up with.

The pic makes the story hotter 🥵

New here. Recently came to terms that I'm a cheating cumdump. Now I'm here to post my adventures and hopefully meet some tips who want to use me.

Now, years later, I'm Poz. Hard work pays off 😈😈😈

I also like sexclubs, but sometimes it’s good to have sex under traditional conditions. Especially if I’m tired. Probably on Friday, I visit a club or a sauna.

Last weekend I was out of town, went to a nearby-ish location where I've been many times to just unwind for a couple days, and you know... Usual stuff, enjoying the surrounding areas, bars, and I usually end my getaway going to a good old bathhouse I know there. I think I've posted about it before, it's a place targeted mainly to mature (+45 and older) men, and well... Usually when I go there I take a whole afternoon to enjoy the place, maybe some beers, maybe some cocks, some holes... Whatever the day brings. Most times you can see mostly workers, as there are some construction sizes nearby. I've sucked and swallowed loads from many industrial men there, I've even swallowed a couple piss loads in the past, I also started receiving loads deep in my guts months ago as well, and fuck! The kind of men you may find there are one of the main reasons I always go back everytime I'm in the area... This time I went a bit later than usual, and to my surprise it was somewhat packed... Saw a couple men I definitely wanted to do smth with as soon as I changed into a towel... Got a room, and went walking around to hunt something... Then, there was this dude... 20something, maybe 23? 25? kind of... Face too cute, and a bit too young for what I usually find there... You could tell he pumps some iron, had a decent cock as well, and fuck... Why not? Took him to my bedroom, and started deeply tongue kissing, he then started licking my armpits and FUCK! I knew that was a good catch... Sucked his nipples till making him moan like a dog in heat... Licked his pits as well, and he definitely loved it! Fuck! Good to find out a young dude with hairy armpits, he had the right amount of hair and the right amount of sweat, took my time to lick him clean while also pinching his nipples or grabbing his cock, and then I got on my knees and started deepthroating him. Good size, not too thick, but had a delicious mushroom head I enjoyed sucking, licking, kissing, and deepthroating. His balls were massive and completely shaven so fuuuck... Licked and sucked those as if my life depended on it... That dude was oozing gallons of precum. Hehehe he even asked me where I learned to suck it that way. When he was about to cum he stopped and started sucking my cock. I forced mine straight to the back of his throat... Hearing him gagging and trying to breathe was so fucking perfect. I ordered him to lick my balls, and fuck! I enjoyed spitting on his face while he was doing it, and slapping him as hard as possible... He was delighted as he thanked me every time I slapped him. Even made him kiss my feet, and you could easily tell that dude has a kind of submissive side, as he asked me to put one of my feet on his back while he was kissing the other one... He stopped for a sec and asked me if I had an issue with him smoking a bit of weed, I said no, and he took out of a tiny handbag he had on a little. little pipe, lighted it and took a couple puffs, I took a couple from that pipe as well, and then he asked me if he could rim me... Hadn't been rimmed in a long time, so, yes! FUCK! That dude rimmed me like a true professional... His tongue was flat at first, and then with the tip of his tongue he did like circles around my hole before tongue-fucking me... I was in a cloud. That dude took turns between rimming me and smoking his pipe... He was indeed getting high, something that doesn't bother me though, I couldn't ask for something better... Till he started rubbing his cock against my bare hole... He told me he had poppers in case I needed it, and he didn't have to ask me twice. He tried to put a condom on but I told him that if he was going to fuck me, he had to either breed me or feed me his cum... Same if I was going to fuck him. He agreed, so, I assumed the position, and once he put his cock in my hole, huffed from that fucking bottle as hard as I could and FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! That dude felt amazing deep in my guts. Hadn't been popperfucked in a while and that felt like if it was the very first time... He was enjoying it as fuck as well as he loved to take it all out and shove it back in all at once... Feeling how his balls hit mine was tremendous. My ass was already in sweet, delicious pain when he said he wanted to cum... Told him not a problem... He started pounding me really hard, and when he started cumming, HE PULLED OUT! Fuck! I made him go back in, fortunately I could get some of his cum inside, then I made him get on his knees and cummed on his face. When we were recovering I asked him why did he pull out at first, he said "he had a bit of a panic attack" when cumming because "you know man... you may catch something..." I chuckled and couldn't help but thinking how you may rim, kiss, suck, fuck, lick another man, let him slap you, let him spit on your face, actually swallowing his spit, getting high in front of him before fucking him... but somehow you draw the line as actually breeding the guy even when you're fucking him raw! ... Anyway, exchanged numbers, went to the showers to clean myself up a bit, and went back up to my bedroom to take some rest before hunting another one... Sucked a couple more, swallowed one, the other one cummed on my chest but I tasted his cum anyway, and then when I was finally leaving I saw my first dude kissing another man down one of the hallways... Pretty sure he stayed there for a while that night. Not sure if texting him, but I'd like him to fuck me some more. Opinions? Comments?

Bottom here. Went to a cruising area. A regular came up to my car and signaled me in the woods. I followed him into the woods and started to facefuck me. Another guy came up to watch... he turned me around and started to fuck me then the other guy came up and fucked my face. They both came in me then we all left. Went home to the bf after lol.

Yesterday I had 8 loads at a cruising spot In Mexico City called Sexto Piso. I was just showing my ass in the dark room and guys would go in and contribute

Hey, I'm new here... 31, 5'9, 160, bottom, 7c. Been in a relationship for 6 years and slipped up a couple times. But truth is ive been craving it from everyone lately and think i want to start getting file by anyone while I'm with the bf still.

Sorry if I kill the party but I would rather suggest to stay calm and don’t cause difficulties either yourself or a family. If this married man wants anything to do with you he will make it clearer. Otherwise you can find many other guys for sex. Is it a good idea to destroy a family? It’s risky even if the guy initiates something but if he too shy you can only discreetly encourage him with signs like open curtains One more comment. Why do you think that he wants a bottom. What if he wants to suck a dick, etc.?

8x5 uncut would be my favorite!