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Just wash them with antibacterial and give them a good rinse in the shower and you should be fine 😉

Wow and well done@badjujuboy an excellent and well thought out story which certainly hits the mark as it's amazing, very hot and a horny which appeals to me, gets me hard when I read another chapter.

Most public BJ given and received was during mass. I was in the confessional with one of my pervert priests. He pulled the screen back and I sucked him to completion and he did the same for me. As everyone was praying, we are moaning and spraying cum all over the insides of the booth. I’m not sure if he ever cleaned the confessional; I know I didn’t!😜 People had to know what we were doing. And that made it so much hotter and nastier!

Kind of, I met a guy while cruising some public toilets in my early 20s. He told me he was watching a house for a family while they were on holiday & asked if I wanted to play there instead. We went to the house which turned out to be the family home for one of my friends. As we walked to the master bedroom we passed by my friend's bedroom where I had often hung out during our teenage years. The guy then fucked me raw on the parent's bed, left me with a nice load or 2 up me. After a couple of hours playing he guy offered to drive me back to the toilets when we finished but I declined, as I actually only lived a couple of minute's walk away from where we fucked. Don't think my friend ever found out his family home was being used for anonymous gay sex while he was away.

Love getting spat on - it's so degrading, reminds me I'm just a piece of fuckmeat there for the top's pleasure.

When I was in my early 20s, I was on a late train and the carriage was empty apart from one guy who looked at me, got his cock out and started wanking. Be rude for it to go to waste so I sucked his cock, he didn't last long and blew his load.

I’ve done it a few times but it only works if the bottoms are genuinely friends and encouraging other. It can get real bitchy real fast if the bottoms are not friends and are fighting over the load. As a top it’s really fun to be invited over to a play space where 2 bottom slutty friends are there to be sluts and drain my balls. Not interested if it’s gonna be a fight about who gets my cum

This story is really well written and so sexy

The following is based on a true story about me (ftm) and my trans man ex. Please enjoy. I met “Doug” as one does, on the apps. He was meant to be a one off, so I didn’t care that I was 32 and he was 20. I just needed dick in my ass. And Doug came over to give it to me. I should preface by saying that we are both trans men. While we are both on testosterone, he had not had any surgeries, whereas I had had top surgery and had a flat chest. We were one of those “boyfriends or brothers” couples, short, chubby, dark hair, light skin, with lots of body and facial hair. We dated briefly, but it didn’t work, partly because he had represented himself as verse when he was was really a bottom, like me. Although he exclusively topped me, with his 9” silicone dick. We dated monogamously for seven months before we broke up, but stayed friends. The real reason we broke up is that he’s a cheating slut who couldn’t keep his legs shut. I am ashamed to admit that when he first cheated on me he, I bought him the Plan B. That’s right, not only was he taking raw cock, he was doing it without birth control! Despite a lot of discussion, including him recounting a few details of the sex; shower, no condom, bottomed for a cis dude, the one thing I told him not to do, never discussed status. I was devastated, obviously this man, who Doug referred to a “insignificant dick” was just too tempting. I decided I couldn’t trust him so we broke up and remained friends, including me encouraging him to take the pill, get on PreP, and Doxy, like me. I was still very into his cute, cub body, so we even started trying to set up threesomes. The first one, I arranged, and it went well, but Doug was a size queen and I let him choose the next dick. One day he set up a threesome with me and someone he had met before, a few times. I felt uneasy about it, so I wanted to talk to the guy first. Apparently, Doug talked to the guy first because a blank profile hit me up on Grindr letting me know he was down. He told me what he had done when he last fucked Doug and I slowly put two and two together. This was the man Doug cheated on me with while we were together! And he expected me to unknowingly have a threesome with him?! I was shocked. Betrayed. I felt heat rising in my chest as I stared at the phone. Did he know? Did he know he was “the other man”? I carefully brought it up, eventually point blank saying “he cheated on me with you while we were dating”. Danny, as I learned he was called, apologized and said he didn’t know. That he wished he could make it up to me. I stared at his blank profile, titled “suck me, 32”. “I mean, you’ve fucked Doug a couple times, your cock must be pretty good…” He laughed. “You wanna try it?” “I mean, I’m not one to turn down a good time.” I joked back. “Do you take it raw like your trans bf?” He asked. I bit my lip. “Sometimes. Are you neg?” I asked, as his profile was blank. Unlike Doug, I did discuss status. “You’re on Prep.” He answered, after a brief pause. Obviously he had checked my profile. “So…no?” I pressed, my heart dropping. Had Doug taken a poz load in his trans pussy? “Nah.” He shot back. I thought for a moment. Doug had uncaringly been taking raw poz loads and he was trying to get me to take them too! I quickly formed a plan. I had to do it. I had to ask the man Doug had thrown away our relationship if he knew that Doug was not on birth control. He said he didn’t care, he hadn’t cum in his pussy anyway. I asked if he cared if Doug was on Prep. He aid it wasn’t his problem. Finally I asked if he wanted to help me get revenge and knock up a couple trans guys. We agreed that we could all meet in two weeks. I immediately got to work. Not only did I agree to the threesome, I gave Doug new health supplements: Charcoal and fiber. I told him to take them in the morning (whith his Prep and birth control), not telling him that the supplements would absorb the meds, rendering them useless. I stopped taking Prep and birth control as well. After a few weeks, I was sure both preventatives were completely out of our systems and I invited Danny over. He was positively thrilled. Doug and I shared a cigarette as we waited for “insignificant dick” to arrive. I was buzzing with the excitement at what I was about to do, and Doug was excited to get railed again. As soon as the stocky Latino walked in, he pulled off his shirt and smirked down at us (I was 5’1” and Doug was 4’11”, whereas Danny easily stood 5’9”). “I heard there were a couple pussy boys looking for cock.” Doug fell to his knees and started kissing Danny’s crotch, I followed suit, ripping off my shirt to reveal my flat post-op chest. I opened Danny’s jeans to release a hardening uncut, fat cock, at least an 1.5” across and 6” long already. Oh. No wonder Doug cheated. I took the secretly poz head into my mouth and started to suck and bob my head up and down while Doug attended to Danny’s trimmed balls. I felt a strong hand on the back of my head and looked over to see Danny pushing Doug’s to his balls as well. “Goood boys…” he moaned in a voice much deeper than Doug’s or my own. “Bed.” He grunted. Doug led the way, removing his pants and boxers before getting back on his knees and started jerking Danny off in his face, his small, girlish hands making the already large cock look massive. I dropped my pants and finished getting Danny out of his, he pulled apart his ass cheeks and I got in place behind him. My tongue swiftly twirled around his pucker before diving in with passion. Whereas Doug was against all things anal, I loved rimming, so it was a welcome treat to make the tall man moan and buck his hips, driving himself into Doug’s throat. My heart pounded as I served this strange man who had ruined my relationship. “Who’s first?” He grunted. Doug looked at me hopefully. “Him!” I said, as we both crawled up on the bed, side by side in doggystyle, our holes presented for pozzing. Although Doug was turned on, and his pussy was turned on, testosterone had made his pussy extra tight dry so I saw him flinch as Danny sheathed him in Doug’s whore cunt. He definitely tore something. After a minute or so, he pulled out and slid into my own cunt, his dick now lubed with my cheating ex’s fluids. He groaned in a way that told my my hole was better. I smugly ground my ass back on him. He switched again, making us moan as he dipped back and forth. “Gonna cum!” He groaned, deep in me. “Give it to him first!” I reminded him. Abruptly, his dick was out and buried back in Doug’s unprotected cunt. With a groan, I saw Danny’s balls draw up and throb as he fired off his first fertile, toxic load of the night deep in Doug’s 21 year old womb. He shoved Doug on to his back, pealing off the younger man’s shirt. I rarely saw Doug without a shirt as he hated his breasts. But there they were, exposed to the room. His d cups were hairy and out of place, I could see on his face that he was uncomfortable. But Danny had told me that when he fucked Doug, he had “submitted completely”, including letting him suck on his nipples. As one, we crawled up the bed and placed rough kisses on Doug’s neck, shoulders, and then we both attacked his tits. He squeaked an objection but I just nipped his mound and sucked harder, Danny groping and flicking the bud with his tongue. I slid my fingers into his cum soaked hole and scratched lightly at the walls of his canal. Soon, Doug was whimpering, I didn’t stop until Danny guided me between Doug’s plump thighs and held my face to the messy pussy. Doug didn’t like when I ate him out. I didn’t care. This was for me, not that cheating slut. Danny stood up and got behind me, lifting my hips so my back was arched. I wanted his dick in my ass, like any good faggot would, but this wasn’t about what I wanted either. This was about the plan. He quickly began thrusting balls deep into my boy hole. I groaned into Doug’s wet slit as Danny roughly worked on me, his heavy balls slapping my tdick as I sucked on Doug’s own swollen clit. I came hard, screaming into my ex’s pussy as his affair partner lost control, seeding my pussy deep. I collapsed next to the completely naked Doug and fingered my own cunt, scratching my insides to let the virus sink in. We were all sweaty and panting. “We should take a shower.” Doug suggested, so we all climbed in, with Danny in the middle, cramped under the hot spray. Just as I thought we were wrapping up, Doug fell to his knees again and started sucking the uncut, poz cock that was doing its utmost to breed us both. Danny turned Doug to the wall and bent his knees so he could get into the cub’s pussy from behind. I stuck my tongue back in the top’s tasty ass at the same moment that Doug’s pussy contracted and we made his cock explode and cum deep in Doug once more. We turned off the shower, toweled each other off, and fell onto the bed again. I smirked secretively at Danny. I lay on my back beside Doug, while Danny stood before us, his cock still hard. With a grunt, Danny shoved into my unlubed ass and railed me mercilessly, his thumbs finding both our oversized clit and rubbing until we simultaneously squirted across the sheets. His pace was uneven, his breathing rough, I needed his load in my ass, needed to show Doug how real faggots get fucked. “Cum in me!!” I howled, driving the Latino to fire off a fourth and final load. He pulled out, my mouth went to his dick, tasting a little blood, but not knowing who it came from. I sat back on my knees and smiled up at him, “thank you.” I expressed deeply. Doug wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed his shirt, quickly covering his bruised tits. “Yeah! That was hot!” His eyes twinkled. I held Doug in my arms on the bed, keeping him from pushing out Danny’s toxic loads, and we dozed as Danny let himself, never to contact either of us again. Not that he needed too. Two weeks later, Doug got the flu, a few days after that, so did I. Since we were both taking PreP, Doug didn’t think to get tested; I knew and went to a clinic, paying out of pocket to get tested under a fake name. It was positive. We were both over the flu within a few weeks, Doug’s conversion being a little harder, that’s what cheaters get. I relished in knowing I had pozzed my cheating boyfriend and myself, connecting us permanently. But the real excitement came another two weeks later when Doug started throwing up again, this time with no fever, but his big tits were sensitive and swollen. I waited for his next doctor appointment, subtly encouraging him to get a pregnancy test, just in case. It was positive, so, unsurprisingly, was his HIV test. Upon hearing his results, I went to my doctor and got tested as well, this time sharing that I too was poz, and, yes, six weeks pregnant as well! I held him as he cried hormonal, pregnancy tears, feeling like his young life was over. I rocked him, hiding my evil smile, as I promised that we would always be together, bound by one insignificant dick’s DNA.

Thanks you to everyone that's given me advice on this thread, I've recovered now, symptoms are gone and I've got a week until I can start getting used again. One final question is that while I've not been able to get used I've been stretching my hole out with big toys every other night, is there anything I need to do with these to sterilise them after use or could I reinfect myself from using toys that I fucked myself with?

I've been trying to find other bottoms to join me side-by-side during my visits to the sauna. No luck yet, but I'm still hopeful.

I think when a top shares his bottoms with other tops is the true sign of an Alpha Top who really knows he’s always in control

Yet everyone should believe all the stories (not news - as news is factual) on Fox. There are numerous news reports about people being denied entry or countries advising people not to travel to America

The tighter, the better.

Exactly. There is a thin, yet distinct line between being a Dom or being a bully. There are a lot of people out there who think they are Doms, but are just assholes.

💯 % for me, I make it abundantly clear in my profile that I am a cum hungry bottom needing to be bred and filled up with sperm. I have not had a condom covered cock inside me in quite a number of years.

Definitely agree. As a sub bottom myself, I was belted by an alpha top once because my behavior had pissed him off and wanted to punish me. It was unplanned and brought me to tears but afterwards made me feel as an accomplished true bottom. While it was not repeated, I could see myself desiring more intense aggression to test my ultimate ability to submit to him.

I love this story but I’m highly claustrophobic and the locked cock ruins the mood for me…

Do I need to edit or deleted my comments? I just realized I may have slightly crossed forums rules.

I've been involved in a Gangbang and had 15 loads in my arse and swallowed 4. Was at an Orgy Party in Melbourne at a private home. There 50-60 guys and I just bent over on the bed and took any cock that was available.

Gang banged several times. Once, I took 14 loads from 10 guys while I was in a sling. When I went to drive home, I decided to drop the top on my convertible and drive home naked. I put a towel on the seat to catch any cum that flowed out. It was late and my drive would be either on back roads or one highway that usually zipped along. The drive to the highway was uneventful. I merged on with no traffic around, enjoying the air moving over my naked body. But, between exits, I encountered some road construction that took the road down to 2 lanes. We were crawling along when a semi appeared on my right. He could clearly see into my car from his cab. He tooted the horn and I looked over. He smiled and motioned with his head that we should take the next exit. He let me merge in front of him, we both pulled off and found a Walmart parking lot where he could park. I climbed into his cab naked and got another load. He never said anything about all the cum that was already in my ass. Then, I left and walked, naked and dripping, back to my car and drove home. No words were exchanged. I’ve also been gang fisted. Spun in a sling, I took 6 different guys fists. It was another awesome night.

No, I haveb't

I am not quite able to make my mind about Bill Gates. I don't think he is the evilest of them all ( mirror mirror on the Wall) but I do think he is very much part of the evil club. His so called philanthropy is self serving. He refuses to pay taxes in the U.S. as his whole company, Microsoft, is registered in Ireland; and he generates more low paying jobs in India than the United States. His investment company, Cascade is the largest owner of farmland in the United states¹, effectively depriving regular farmers of their land and livelihood. Why does a guy who is supposed to be managing software and computers, and the AI challenge from China want to own the largest agricultural land in the U.S. is beyond me. I know that his vaccine drives in Africa have been controversial and one of his attempts in India resulted in the death of children², something that is very very strange considering vaccination drives have historically been successful in India. Bill Gates strikes me as a greed-driven control freak who is always trying to convince the world how nice and thoughtful he is. I still am trying to read more about the pharmaceutical and "Virus" industry, so still don't have all the details to form an informed opinion on Bill Gates and the extend of his involvement in the pharma industry. I am pretty sure though he is pretty much on the top of the food virus chain. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ ¹ [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.nbcnews.com/tech/tech-news/mcdonald-s-french-fries-carrots-onions-all-foods-come-bill-n1270033 ² [think before following links] [think before following links] https://economictimes.indiatimes.com/industry/healthcare/biotech/healthcare/controversial-vaccine-studies-why-is-bill-melinda-gates-foundation-under-fire-from-critics-in-india/articleshow/41280050.cms

I met my first Master shortly after I turned 18. It was a real BDSM relationship and from the beginning I was kept chaste. The chastity cage was only taken off for cleaning or when he stimulated me for hours without allowing me to cum. So I remained horny and always willing for the entire duration of our relationship (over 10 years). If I wanted to cum “properly” (in the chastity cage) I had to let several guys fuck me hard and persistently. So I was very quick and always ready for gangbangs, which my master appreciated. Even in later relationships (not even BDSM) I wore a chastity cage permanently, until today. I am simply more willing, more cock-hungry and more open to many things. Today my cock stays small even without a chastity cage. It has shrunk to a sissy clit, partly due to the permanent chastity.