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You are entitled to tell them "no I don't top" and expect them to respect it, but when you make a loud scene out of it, it kills all the boners not just your own, and pretty much ends the orgy right then and there because everyone feels like they are walking on eggshells afterward. Also keep in mind that some of us do love being at an orgy where guys feel free to back up on any available hard dick and know we can do the same without it becoming an orgy killing scene. I don't have a solution, but ironically I think the bad behavior is a bigger problem in places where there isn't a lot of casual fucking at orgies and fuck venues. Maybe it isn't a choice, but there is correlation.

My story of how I became a cumdump is kind of similar. I was a very handsome, fit young man with a huge beautiful bubble butt that would take loads from time to time. It was exciting to be with this Master top to show me new things. I met this alpha Master top in the chats. I thought my hookups with him would be where I'd only take his loads regularly which I did. He knows so many breeder tops in Los Angeles and he sent me to take care of their loads at their place which was very hot. He then told me there was going to be a bigger event. I arrived at his place where there was already a cumdump. My Master told me that I was going to be the second cumdump for the whoreout. This is back in the days of Craigslist where whoreouts were easily posted. It was after work on an afternoon and the guys started to show up. The other cumdump was stunning and he started servicing cocks and taking raw loads. I started servicing many cocks and quickly started taking more raw cocks than I ever did. The loads started filling up my hole.The breeder tops just kept coming and some pumped multiple loads for me. This was the first time I was in this kind of sex party. I didn't know quite how to process it all but I started to really enjoy it. My purpose was coming to me easily. My Master just threw me into a whoreout as a boot camp to become a cumdump. I loved it. I chatted with the other cumdump. He was very nice. The whoreout kind of corrupted and ruined me a bit. Cumdumps are a special group of gay men. They give up being a normal gay man to become a special gay man to always take raw loads from any breeder. I didn't mind being ruined because I loved being a cumdump for my Master top. I became my neighborhood cumdump also. I had so much fun. Eventually I did thank my Master for training me as cumdump. I loved it so much!! My Master took this picture as I was on the edge of his bed. Shaved, gaping, cummy hole in a jockstrap ready for the next load!!

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Part 2 I couldn’t quite understand what had happened. Twenty minutes ago I was having a shower and planning my day, now I was impaled by a massive cock inside my virgin ass. I continued to tremble, my body reacting in shock to this invasion, Steven still hand one hand about my throat, holding me tight against him while the other continued to play with my cock – humiliatingly hard despite the violation I was undergoing – despite the pain in my ass, was a little part of me enjoying this? I’d never been particularly into guys, and definitely not disgusting creeps like my landlord, and yet my cock was rock hard under his teasing, stroking hand. “Well well, for someone who doesn’t want fucked, you sure sat on my dirty cock quick enough, didn’t you boy? Tsk, tsk, such a little slut – you have no idea where that thing has been…” Steven chuckled breathily into my ear. I closed my eyes and shuddered. “Mmm, so tight too – for now anyway. You keep taking bare cock like this and you’ll get a lot less tight as well as everything else you’ve got coming to you, you little cock tease. You’ve been flaunting that nice body around here for months, well now its my turn to tease you a little.” His hand continued to stroke my cock. My body began to acclimatise to the burn and stretch of my poor arsehole, the feeling of fullness as my guts tried to accommodate the massive cock and I relaxed just a fraction. With my eyes still closed, I began to moan gently – my body betraying me as the hand on my dick brought me close to the edge. Then stopped. Stevens hand paused at the top of its stroke, and even with everything happening, I was frustrated at the lack of release. “Fuck...I’m so close to cumming…” I whispered. “Oh? That’s a pity. But if you want to cum, you’re going to have to fuck my hand. I’m not going to put in all the work here.” His fingers were still wrapped around my cock loosely. My body responded instinctively, my hips moving upwards as my need for release drove me to do what he said and try to fuck his hand to cum. The motion also slid my hole up his cock a little, the movement sending a bolt of stinging sensation through me at the same time as my cock sent a bolt of pleasure. I gasped at the mixed feelings rushing through me, but again my cock overrode whatever else I was thinking and I did it again. And again. Fucking myself on the impaling cock as I fucked his hand, overwhelmed by the conflicting urges. “Oh, you really are a slut. I’m going to enjoy knocking you up.” I heard the words but couldn’t quite parse his meaning. I also didn’t care in that exact moment, because a second or two later my cock erupted in one the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had. I shot ropes of cum up to my chest and over my stomach, gasping as my body tensed then relaxed, I fell back against Steven’s chest and panted. “Hope you enjoyed your last negative cum shot.” Steven said in my ear as his hand gently caressed my sensitive cock. “Wha..negative?…” I struggled to find words in my post-orgasm state. Now that I’d came, the pain of the cock rearranging my guts was more at the fore front of my mind. “Yeah, I’m assuming you’re HIV negative, right?” My blood ran cold as I began to grasp what was actually happening to me. “Or were at least, because now it’s my turn, and I doubt you will be by the time I’m done with you boy.” Steven’s hand left my cock and grasped my hip again as the hand around my throat suddenly tightened, cutting off all but the slightest trickle of air. I tried to struggle, but Steven basically ignored this as he rolled us over leaving me face down on the couch under him with his cock still buried to the hilt inside me. He slid first one then both knees in between mine forcing my legs apart. He moved from having his hand around my throat to having his arm locked around it in a headlock. My body had adapted ever so slightly to the cock inside me, but there was no preparation for what it was about to endure. He began to fuck me hard, pulling his cock all the way out before slamming it back in – I would have screamed in agony if I’d had the air in my lungs, but all I could manage was a pained wheeze, my nostrils filled with the damp smell of the BO coming from the man raping my recently virgin arse. He grunted in my ear as he power fucked me, balls slapping against my taint each time his hips met the cheeks. My vision started to go slightly dark around the edges as I fought for air. The pain was incredible, but it felt like my hole was getting wetter somehow as he drilled me, something lubricating his shaft some mixture of pre-cum and blood from tearing. Thankfully, right before I was a bout to pass out, his arm around my throat loosened enough for me to catch a gasping breath as he growled in my ear and gave a few final forceful thrusts before burying himself fully. His body tensed and through the burning in my hole I felt his cock twitch. After a moment he relaxed and collapsed on top of me, cock still deep inside me. I trembled and whimpered underneath him. What the fuck? Did I have this dirty old perverts poisonous cum inside me? What was I going to do?

A couple of quick thoughts, around 16:40 there was a discussion about sexual positions. Which was something other than the handkerchief code, which was mostly before my time, wasn't something we had until the proliferation of the hookup apps. I know the handkerchief code had ways of signalling a multitude of positions and interests, but the lists of positions and interests on the has exploded over the last 5 years, and has gotten specific to the point that it seems to be doing more to keep guys from hooking up than facilitating it. I've thought in the past that at least signaling positions helps slightly with real world cruising here in nofuckland, but and now questioning whether it really does. Case in point, last night was backout/glow bracelet night at Steam, I was in line to get my green bracelet that indicates verse, when a guy just coming into the club held up the line for close to 10 minutes because he didn't want to commit to any of the available positions, top, verse, bottom, oral only or other. After a long ridiculous conversation with the bathhouse employee he finally chose verse, and to his credit was getting fucked 10 minutes later, and I saw him fucking a guy in the sling later, but it made me wonder why it was that difficult for someone here to commit to indicating they are verse when they really are. There also seems to be a lot of confusion about what the positions really mean, I see it frequently here in nofuckland, where a guy chooses fucking position and then puts something in the text about being toys, hands or something else that isn't a dick only, which seems to be a complete misunderstanding of what the position means. I also frequently read profiles when I'm traveling where guys put something about no sides, and then feel the need to further explain that side activities are everything except fucking with a cock, which leads me to believe it is at least somewhat of a problem everywhere. The unsolicited nudes issue, is something I had never really thought about. My hookup profiles all have nudes, but do not have face pics, I don't send unsolicited nudes but do frequently receive them, and am extremely reluctant to send a face pic until I'm almost sure we are actually going to fuck. That doesn't really translate well to pre app cruising, where flashing your dick meant you felt safe and definitely wanted to hookup. I do like the Places feature on Sniffies, especially when I travel to find places to go on the hunt for a hookup in real life. It allows you to see how many are there, who is there now, how many have been there recently, allows for wall postings to figure out what guys look for at that cruising spot and check out the profiles of guys currently there or who posted on the wall to find out whether guys actually go there to find fucks or whatever the hell guys who don't fuck or suck do when they "hookup".

As I cruise after douching and dildos then there's always lube in me when I arrive for men to add their cum 😎

Spit and precum, the gold standard for a spontaneous, rough fuck.

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That does sound interesting. I may check out the researchers website when I have some time.

My Daddy took me to cumunion last June. Loved it. He made me get on the padded seat in the cinema area blindfolded, and 4 guys fucked me while I sucked Daddy off. Then we managed to get a room, Daddy left the door open, my hands pressed against the wall, and Daddy said I have to accept any cocks from guys who want to fuck me. Daddy left, and I stayed there. I lost count of how many guys fucked me. I was blindfolded, but I could tell I had a mixture of guys using my arse (Some of them gave me a gross feeling, but I accepted it). Daddy left for a while and later found out he was fucking other guys. I reckon I was in that position for an hour; I got a few loads in me. Daddy eventually came back and pushed his dick in me without saying a word. He had already shot his load in some random guy at the party (lucky bastard). He whispered in my ear as he was fucking me and hadn't washed his cock. We left around 1 am. The venue was still pretty busy, but Daddy had other plans for me. We went back to his apartment. He had pre-arranged an escort for two hours (Something we have done in the past). Daddy got me high on 420 to the point I was incoherent. Daddy and the escort used me hard for the two hours. The escort never came, but I did get a load from Daddy. My arse had bruises from the hard slapping and hard handling from all the man handling it received. I loved every bit of it. It has been a while since I have been back. Daddy and I keep talking about the next hardcore session, but we just need to find the time.

This thread reminds me of the old saying my Daddy would say: “If it ain’t spit, it ain’t love.”

Yes, yes, yes ...... it's almost suppertime here ...... more like a late lunch for you though?

To the OP though, it appears to me that misogyny, racism, "us-against-them-ism" has made a fast come-back across the board in the US. Worse, it's not merely happenstance, it's deliberate. Cruising is just one more way that mess is rearing it's ugly vacant head.,

First, welcome, blackholeson, to BZ. The "responses" only start to work once you've replied to some of the posts/ideas of other members. That will happen relatively quickly, assuming you offer your input on a number of threads (of conversation). The idea is to reward guys that comment on other guy's thoughts, and also generate your own threads of discussion for other guys to comment on. It'll happen sooner than you think - if you keep reading, offering your thoughts, i.e. participating. Cheers !!

Welcome to BZ, ScorpioMuscle. This often happens here on BZ - a "thread" of conversation winds down, and gets shunted aside for a while (years, maybe) as other threads of conversations emerge. The disused threads don't "go away" - they sit there until a guy like you re-energizes them, and sometimes they gain a fresh "run" of conversation. Thus, there is no "final outcome" - the thread has simply re-emerged, and we can resurrect it or not - according to how the replies/responses develop. Again, welcome to BZ.

I'm sure I've previously answered, but a little spit and precum for the initial entry, then the ass usually takes over and starts producing its own natural lube, quite often in copious quantities.