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Well over 2,000 fucks but only bare for the last 10 years. So I reckon less than 500 different raw loaders. But well more than 200.

I think I had a lot of 98%... 😁

People have their own, sometimes weird, preconceptions as to what goes on at circuit parties and who goes to them. But they're basically like a massive nightclub. The crowds are usually pretty diverse from bears to twinks to muscle boys to daddies and sons, to plain old regular guys, etc. plus hangers on. Some will have more of a leather feel, some sporty. Mostly it's shorts, jockstraps and harnesses. Depending on the location and theme there my be gogo dancers (clothed or naked(, big production shows with dancers and/or live singers including major pop stars to break up the dance music. And hopefully an amazing sound system to lose yourself in the music and the sweat! 🕺 I still go and I'm 63. You're never too old. Some big ones here in Sydney. But also Barcelona, Berlin, London, etc., in northern summer. Try one. You might love it. Or hate it. But at least you'll have experienced it! 😁

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this story is very good two cum pigs looking forward to more

Part 2: I immediately text Dave and thank him for his babies also giving him my mobile number. I drive on to my new home and get a text from Dave saying he enjoyed the last few days a lot and wanted to follow-up when back. I give him my new address and let him know the door is always open. I knew this was a risk, but this was a guy I would normally think is well out of my league. It turned me on so much that such a hot guy would be keen to fuck me again. To be honest I thought he would just be happy breeding me and knocking me up as a hook-up that was random. I didn’t think I would hear back from him again. Come the next day (Friday) I did some initial shopping and was packing some stuff away and thinking about what to do for dinner when I hear a knock at the door. I open the door and there is standing Dave looking as hot as ever in his tight jeans and a tight t-shirt. Sporting a big smile he says, “I hope you don’t mind me dropping by”. I pull him in and close the door and kiss him like a long-lost lover. After making out for at least five minutes, we break the kiss and he says, “I guess that means you don’t mind” and laughs. Dave is so hard his cock is almost busting out of his jeans. “I haven’t cum since I fucked you last. And I usually need to cum at least once a day”. I smile at him and drag him to the kitchen where he pulls my shorts down, pulls his cock out and bends me over the kitchen bench and slides straight in me. It doesn’t stop for the next two hours. He fucks me in the kitchen flooding my insides with another poz load before moving to the lounge and fucking me again on the couch pumping another load in me. Laying on the couch naked and in his arms, he then starts cuddling and making out on the couch after dumping two loads in me. “So, what are we doing for dinner?”. We order pizza and talk some more. Dave lives in town and obviously is a truck driver. Because of his work, he finds it hard to find anything meaningful so just gets fucks when he can. He tells me he has been driving trucks for the past 5 years. Most of his trucker mates are bi and they all fuck around when travelling to keep themselves satisfied. The only hassle is most are “straight tops”. Whilst on a long haul a year ago he and another trucker were on a long haul and one thing led to another and the other guy fucked him a few times on the trip. That is when he was pozzed. They all fuck around occasionally but most of them prefer to fuck than be fucked. I flippantly say I’d happily service them all. Dave grabs my face and looks me in the eyes and kisses me, and says, “really? Would you do that for us?” I kiss him back and say, “I would do that for you, but it would be with one condition. I would want it to be you that knocks me up first. I want to know who the father of my poz babies is”. Dave spends the night. Fucks me another two times that night before I fall asleep in his arms, his hairy chest pressed against my back with his hard cock still plugging my hole. The next day I wake up to his cock in my arse already pumping another load in me. We spend the Saturday together doing random stuff. Within a few days I am loving spending time with Dave, and he seems to want to spend time with me. We go to the pub for dinner and when we get home, we are cuddling on the couch watching a movie and Dave breaks the silence. Dave: “I know you want it to be me to knock you up, and happy to be the one. Although, I am confident the deed is done in that department. But what about after that?” Me: “What do you mean” I say. Dave: “Well, I love to fuck as you probably have worked out, but the thought of having someone special to come home to all the time would also be nice”. Me: “Are you saying you wanna date me? I mean something more than just this?” Dave: “well I don’t want to scare you off, but I love fucking your hole as much as any guy would, but I kind of really like you and spending time with you. So yeah, you open to a boyfriend? An arrangement we can work out to suit us both”. Me: “firstly, I’d give you a key right now if you wanted. What do you mean by arrangement?”. Dave: “Well, I was thinking of this as an option. But open to suggestions and we can alter it if you like. I really like you, and I love falling asleep and waking up with you. And to be honest, I am sick of coming home to an empty house. What if we dated, but I would be happy to share your arse with my truckie mates when they need it. The only rule is they pump and dump and leave. It is always me you fall asleep and wake up with”. Me: “Wow, fuck Dave, I’d marry you tomorrow if you wanted. As far as your friends go, I will take any cock and load you want me to take. But on one condition. We don’t start that until it is confirmed I am poz. I need to know this baby is yours. And it must be a two-way street. It must be difficult on those trips, so I have no issues with you fucking on the road too. If you always come home to me”. Dave pulls me up and kisses me deeply and says, “done deal. I know it’s fast, but I think I love you man”. Me: “Love you too babe”. Dave spends the rest of the weekend fucking and breeding me before heading off on another three-day truck trip. Those three days I feel empty. But he texts me numerous times every day. He stays with me whenever he is home over the next month. Just on a month I get the flu. Nothing severe, but enough for me to get tested. It comes back positive. When Dave gets home this time, I have a nice dinner and wine waiting for him. As usual, he is fucking me in the kitchen before dinner. As I pull my pants up and turn around, I kiss him and show him the results. He responds like a real father getting the news his wife is pregnant. As we lay on the couch like two lovers, he can’t keep his hands off me. Dave: “No rush, but a couple of the guys have been hounding me about the chance to fuck you. Whenever you are ready, love to see you fucked and bred by a few of them. The thought of my man looking after my mates really turns me on.” Me: “whenever you are ready babe”.

Another sexy, dirty & romantic story, well done!

insanely nasty and horny

nice way to get pregnant

Wish my sauna visits were as sleazy 😈💦☣️

Dave sounds perfect 😈💦☣️

James came over to the mattress. Close up, I could see he shaved around his pubic area which made his cock and heavy balls look bigger. His cock was long and thin and had a slight upward curve and his balls dangled between thighs wasted with AIDs and criss-crossed with stringy veins. "Touch me." He whispered. Hesitantly, I reached out and held his warm shaft which throbbed in my hand. "Lick it. Lick the precum from my dirty slit." I couldn't help myself. I bent and touched the drooling tip with my tongue, tasting the saltiness of it before opening my mouth and sucking the fat mushroom head. I felt a shiver of fear, loathing and excitement as I kissed, licked and sucked his diseased shaft. I saw a fat, hairy man walk past and stop to look. His face screwed up in disgust as he saw me sucking the old man but he still stood there and began to wank his cock as he watched and I guess he got off on what was happening. "Nice," said James. " You know what comes next. bend over and open your arse. " I turned, knelt on the mattress and bent forward. " Open wide, slut. Open for daddy's cock." I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart. My heart was pounding as I knew I was about to take his bare cock and the consequences which came with that. At the door, the hairy guy had produced some poppers and was sniffing as he watched. His fat cock stood up below his belly and he rubbed it slowly. He caught my eye and I saw the disgust in his expression, mixed with lust and excitement. James put his hands on my bottom and I felt his slimey cock probe my arsehole. "Here it comes, " He whispered. " I'm going to breed you and knock you up like me" With that, he pushed forward. There was a moments resistance from my anus and then his cock slid in me and I gasped as the long, thin shaft filled my rectum until his firm pot belly was against my backside. "Ahhh..." he sighed. " Very nice." He began to slide in and out and I sagged in surrender, giving myself to the fucking from his toxic cock. "Give us some poppers, matey." I heard him say. The fat, hairy guy hesitated then came into the booth and offered the bottle. James took a deep sniff, then pushed it under my nose. I breathed in the aroma and felt the lust sweep through me. I looked back and saw James put his arm around the man as together they watched his cock in me. "Are you.. are you...going to poz him?" The man asked. I began to realise that he was being drawn into this dark web of depravity and, if he didn't leave, could find himself in danger of leaving the sauna impregnated. "Oh yes," laughed James. "My balls are full of toxic spunk" The man took a sniff of poppers and allowed James to kiss him as he fucked me. He gave a little squeal as James sucked his mouth and I saw his whole body shudder with excitement. James pulled back and grinned at him. "What's your name?" "Martin," He replied. James fondled his fat cock and suddenly pulled out of me. "Well, Martin," He said standing to one side. "Why don't you fuck my little friend here?" I felt Martin finger my hole which was wet with lube and sperm from my previous encounters. " I don't..I don't fuck bareback" He said, but his finger kept probing me. "But I think you want to, " said James, taking the poppers and offering them to Martin who took a deep sniff . "I think you want to feel you cock sliding into that hot hole and feel the wet, toxic spunk he has in him around your shaft." "Oh...oh my," Gasped Martin as James guided his cock to my hole " I shouldnt...I really shouldn't...ahhh!" He gave a long gasp of pleasure as his cock slid into me and he felt the hot wetness around it. He began to hump me with his fat cock, gasping and sobbing with lust. "There you go," said James, stroking his back and thrusting backside "Give into it. Cum in his dirty arsehole" Martin gave a cry of release and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted in me. He sobbed and gasped then pulled out and a gush of sperm dripped over my balls. He was gasping and sobbing from a mixture of the poppers, the orgasm and the filthiness of what he'd just done. I sat up and watched as James pushed him gently onto his back on the mattress and raised his legs. "Just relax, my friend," He said. " I'm just going to put it in you for a little bit." "N...noo...please "gasped Martin, but I found the bottle and held it to his nose and he gave in, putting his arm over his face as James slid his cock into him. "I'll just fuck you a little while. I won't cum unless you want me to." Martin groaned and uncovered his face as James's thrusting cock did it's work, giving himself over to the sensation in his rectum. I knew he was lost. The disgust he'd shown when he first walked past should have made him walk on, but now he was being sodomised by a poz cock and it was obvious he was going to leave knocked up now with James cum in him. James began to thrust more eagerly and he grinned over at me. "Well..oof...well..Martin. It feels so good," He said. " I can feel my cock wants to cum. Do you want it to cum in you, baby? Do....ahh that's nice...do you want me to get you pregnant?" Martin gave a low moan half protest, half surrender. He just lay there his legs wide apart and upraised as James looked down at him. " Well?" James gasped " Do you want it?" Martin couldn't speak. He was over come with emotion, his face swollen with lust even though his eyes were bright with fear Finally, I saw him nod at James who gasped with success, closed his eyes and jerked and quivered in orgasm, spurting deep in the virgin arsehole. Marin squealed with excitement as he was bred and I leaned over and kissed him. He kissed me back hard and urgently, all the emotion coming out as he was filled with toxic sperm and accepted his fate.

Guys. Breath play is extremely dangerous. Be very careful. People end up dead sometimes.

oh, that makes sense... Thank you elaborating!

damn thats a hot story and can't wait to hear how it goes

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I always hate flipping the page looking for the next chapter with my boner in my hand and not finding it. Course that only happens with the hottest stories. So frustrating.

Damn! I flipped to Page 2, my dick and I hoping for the next chapter! Please please PLEASE

I was moving house interstate so had a long drive over 2 days ahead of me. I had planned to spread the drive over two days, so I didn’t have to stress too much. I like being able to stop along the way for coffees etc. I am an average looking 45 years old. I naturally have smooth skin and body and often get mistaken for a lot younger because of this. I set off on my drive and 3hrs in I drove through a small town and thought I would stop at a park with toilets to let the previous coffees go. I noticed a large truck parked and as I walked to toilets, I saw what must have been the truck driver sitting at a picnic table having a smoke near the toilets. He immediately caught my eyes as he was watching me walk to the toilets. He looked around my age or a little bit younger and was wearing old tight jeans and a blue singlet. Your typical truck driver outfit, I guess. As I got closer, I noticed his rough looks, hairy chest poking out of his singlet and one thing that I thought was unusual for a truck driver was he was well built. He had a 5-day light beard and what looked like medium long hair tied back. As I got closer to the toilets his intentions became clear. He took a nice long drag on his smoke and slowly spread his legs and rested his hand on his crotch. I knew immediately that I wanted this man inside me so as I entered the toilets, I slowed and slowly dropped the back of my shorts down to show some of my arse before walking in. As I shook the last drops of my piss at the urinal, I heard the footsteps coming to the toilets, so I stayed standing at the urinal my cock starting to harden from the anticipation. The guy walked in and stood beside me and pulled out a rock hard 8” cock and slowly stroke it and looked at me. “You want it?” I did not answer, I just pulled down my shorts and leaned over the urinal assuming the position indicating my answer with actions. He simply said, “I thought so”. He spat on his cock to lube it, stood behind me and slid it balls deep in one go. It hurt a bit at first, but I wanted this man inside me so bad I didn’t care. He never even pulled his pants down. Just a rock-hard cock poking out of his jeans zipper. He started fucking me slow at first, and then started speeding up and said, “where do you want it”. Again, I didn’t answer and reached around and pulled his arse so his cock bottomed out in me and even if he wanted, we couldn’t pull out. He chuckled and said, “thought so, you dirty little pig”. He leaned in and kissed my neck as he started to fuck harder and deeper. As he sped up, he said, “this is a fuck you won’t forget” and suddenly bottomed out and started flooding my insides with his seed. It was such a big load I could feel it coating my inside. He kept shuddering as he kept pumping load after load in me. This went on for a few minutes. As he kept cumming he reached around and turned my head around and started kissing me. His kiss was rough and intoxicating. The taste of his smoker’s breath took me over the edge and while he was still inside me, I came hands free. He reached around catching some of my seed in his hand and wiped it over my face and then licked it off and kissed me with it. He didn’t go soft and stayed inside me. When I came and we kissed with my load, it seemed to turn him on more. He started to slowly fuck me again. “I got one more for you”. And he certainly did. After another 5 minutes of fucking, he was flooding my insides with another load. It was the best rest stop I had ever made. He finally went soft, turned me around and kept kissing me for another minute. Breaking the kiss, he said, “I need another smoke, join me”. He zipped up his jeans and walked out. I was in a post fuck haze and just pulled my shorts up and followed him out. We both sat at the picnic table, and he offered me a smoke. We sat and smoked, and he told me his name was Dave. We chatted for about 10mins and it turned out he was planning to stop overnight at the same town I was. I told him the motel I was staying at and suggested he spend the night there with me. He said he would like that very much. I also told him where I was moving too, and he said he was based there. As I stood up to leave, I felt a few dribbles of cum leak out and dribble down my leg. When I got to the motel I was wondering if this was going to happen or not or he was just being nice. There had not been much happening where I lived previously so I had not been on prep for the past 6 months. There just wasn’t any need. I never really gave it any thought. I chucked on my jocks and shorts and a singlet in hopes he wasn’t just saying nice things until I left. Every time a truck went by my heart skipped a beat lol. Around 9pm, I was relaxing watching an old movie thinking it was probably not going to happen when I hear a knock at the door. It was Dave. I let him in and immediately he had me against the wall kissing me. This time was a bit different to the toilets. It was a lot more passionate. We slowly undressed each other, and as I pulled his jeans off, I saw the tattoo just to the right of his thigh. It was a biohazard tattoo. I suddenly realized that when he fucked me in the toilets, I had not once turned around or seen any of him. I hesitated suddenly as I saw the tattoo and it hit me that earlier today, I took two loads of this guy, and I was not on prep. He saw this but said nothing and waited. I started to slowly run my fingers over the tattoo as it all sunk in, and he was starting to get aroused and hard again. I looked up at him and as he looked down at me with a smile that signalled something akin to cheeky and wanting. I finished pulling his jeans off and stood back slightly to take him all in. He was just on six foot tall, toned, gorgeous hairy chest that ran down to his hairy crotch. Scruffy and unshaved and rocking a rock hard 8” cock. After a minute I leaned in and kissed him. Looking up at him I said, “Well it is what it is. Who better to be the father of my poz babies and the one to knock me up than you”. He smiled and said, “I’m not on meds, so it probably will happen”. I then said, “Then make it count”. We barely spoke the rest of the night. Dave spent the night and fucked me repeatedly in positions I had never considered. He pumped another 4 loads into me that night. I fell asleep late into the night with his rock-hard cock still inside me holding all his loads in me. I woke up the next morning and Dave was gone. The sheets were stained with cum, and my arse was coated with dried cum. Proud of my exploits I decided not to shower. I didn’t want any of his cum wasted. I found a note on the desk in the room from Dave which read. “Thanks for taking my babies. I hope you enjoyed it, I did. Love to be the one that knocked you up. Love to keep trying.” And his phone number was listed.

Boy, Hampstead Heath is a tougher audience than I remember

Yes. It happens. I've always had my eyes glued to a computer screen, especially as I was growing up, in the nineties. All that to say, I tend to miss my fair share of social cues. I'm almost never aware that a person is hinting or going for something they want if they don't explicitly say it. So who knows how many I've missed? The ones that get through that filter are usually brazen. A few memorable instances: Creepy man show me porn in a donut shop and ask me to do him like that A trans woman offered to (and then made good on) suck my dick on the stroll, one day Dude asked to suck it one morning as I'm getting my coffee before work, I tell him I got places to go and he offers a whopping 20 dollars to sweeten the deal. This used to provoke recoil and disgust before I realized I was bi. These days when it happens I just assume I'm swinging dick visibly in my sweats or shorts, or somebody was just horny and rather forward toward me.

Id love to take some loads!

How can anyone blame Biden for our present economy? It was in sorrier shape when he started than when he finished and he certainly isn't responsible for the inflationary chasm we've entered now? Nor did he and his friends profit from his policies while in office.

Looking forward to these improvements! Thanks (Though, is it a little curious that administrators of a site are 'not sure how much the site will change'…?)

@hungrypighole will make you think you're at the baths watching him get spun and used. It's not just the action, which is incredibly hot and well described, but he captures the ambiance of the place -- the smells, the noises, the walk down the hall, the cruisy looks in the showers. @versmetropig gives amazingly written descriptions of who's doing what to whom. Perhaps because he's acquainted (to one degree or another) with the other characters, you get a bit more of the personalities. That makes his writing more than mere sex scenes, and you almost feel as if you've just walked in, being the last to arrive, the others having waited a few additional minutes for you.