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Keller Bar in NYC. West Side Highway. I was 16

Never been to one and honestly, probably never will

T.me/Kieftampahole

don't you mean your partner believes it to be a health choice while you consider it a kink? imho "im on the pill" is a health choice, while "i like to be on top" is a sex practice. "i like to risk getting pregnant or pozzed by not using precaution" seems more a kink, while "i get turned on by jockstraps" seems more a fetish. either way... only unprotected sex could possibly count as a kink/fetish for some ie "i get off on the possible danger or repercussions to my carelessness". Calling condom-less sex while on birth control or prep a kink/fetish seems a wild overstatement of silly proportions. so i dont agree that barebacking itself can be seen as anything other than just plan sex.

My memory of Brief Encounter (Probably 1997 ish) was the cute rent boys in the basement and the somewhat older guys chasing them. I got picked up by a guy in a 1970s shiny tan leather jacket who wanted to take me to the theatre before taking me home. We saw 'My Night With George' which was about the AIDS crisis. I got creeped out by the guy and didn't go home with him afterwards. My London bar of choice was 79CXR back then.

1992 - Was studying at Brunel Uni. and the LGBT Soc they introduced me to The Greyhound at Colnbrook on the A4 near Heathrow, which was the place to be. I met the guy who took my virginity there. I think we chatted on an IRC channel first and arranged to meet there. I recall ihim coming back to my room in uni halls of residence, we didn't have any lube to fuck so we used Lynx/Axe shower gel. The Greyhound became my regular for many years. (What3Words: chain.finely.vocal ) Innocent days - but perhaps a harbinger of things to come as I fancied the pants off 'Russell' who assisted in the DJ booth by working the lights. He was skinny as a skeleton and his moves were like - well Russell was a very apt name as he kinda rustled in his skinny frame in baggier clothes. Never got to play with him but one of my housemates dated him for a while. I recall he was a forklift driver during the day. When I was out of Uni and into the world of work, I bumped into a colleague there. They often used to have a gay act called 'Chip' who did a kind of striptease - he had a PA and attached a leash as part of his routine erotic dancing encouraging patrons to lead him around. I still have a framed picture of him. I bumped into Chip on IRC in 1995 and arranged a meet and was deeply disappointed to discover he was a total bottom. (I should have known but, hey I was young and inexperienced!) Chip actually had a sad demise a few years later when he was visiting the USA and a breath control scene/bondage went badly wrong. The other popular act was Margarita Pracatan who played there often. I never really understood or got the point. But she was popular and even made the Clive Anderson show on TV. I remember the lesbians ran the kitchen and pool table. Back then, the Metropolitan Police would show up regularly and record all the number plates of cars parked in the car park. Rumour was they were looking to correlate with cars parked at cruising spots. Eventually, I understand the landlord sold out to Spearmint Rhino who turned it into a casino/straight stripper bar. He opened the White Blackbird in High Wycombe which was nowhere near as successful and then I lost touch.

Love this story, wish there was more…

This has amazing potential if the story continues.

Honest whether furry or shorn, as long as the guy I am rimming is comfortable, I'll be good.

Hot as fuck mate

Chapter 5 – I Can See it All Chapters 1 through 4 detail a time when I was taken, somewhat unwillingly, to an unknown location. I was blindfolded and put in a sling, where a few guys have played in my ass. I just took a huge fist from a hairy guy, and he finished me off by putting a butt plug in my ass. “OK, we’re gonna take the blindfold off.” The blindfold was removed. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust, but I saw five guys there, all naked or nearly so. Zak was there, grinning at me. There was a guy I’d put in his 30s, mostly smooth, with a nice, long, uncut cock. Another guy was probably in his 50s with a hairy chest and ass. His cock was shorter and thick. He might have been the one who fed me his load on the way here. Another guy was probably in his 50s too, with a nice, shaved body and cock. The last guy must have been the one who fisted me most recently. He was in his 40s, tall and covered in a pelt of fur. He had a thick beard and was in great shape. His arm hair was all matted down, and it glistened in the low light. We were in a warehouse-type building. Zak said that one of the guys owned a company that packaged organic herbs and spices, and this was his place. The sling was on a large mat, there was a sofa and some chairs scattered around, and a few other things, including a rim chair. They helped me out of the sling, and we walked over to the sofa. The younger guy picked up the bubbler and melted some T. He took a hit, then handed me the pipe and torch. I worked up a big cloud and sucked it down, then passed it on to another guy. We went around like this for a while, getting higher and higher as we did. The plug was still in my ass and, since I was slouching on the sofa, they could all see it embedded in my hole. “Get your ass in that rim chair.” I walked over to the rim seat and sat down. This was made with elastic straps instead of a toilet seat, so it helped to spread open my gaping hole. The shaved guy stepped behind me, pulled out the plug, and rubbed some more Slam Dunk up my ass. I heard him lubing up a toy too, which he placed on the floor under my ass. The head went into my ass just a bit, but I figured they’d want to see me take more of it. “Sit your ass down on this.” Bracing myself on the base of the chair, I pushed down on the straps to let more of my ass swallow the toy. At the same time, the guy was pushing it up into my ass. It started out at a normal thickness but progressed up from there. Then, I encountered the knot. “Get that knot in your ass.” I pushed out and down at the same time, feeling the knot expand my hole. When it popped in, more of the dildo followed, giving me another few inches deep in my guts. The feeling was awesome and only made better when the guy who put the dildo down for me reached up and started twisting and pulling it. Feeling the knot roll around in my ass was astounding. It was hitting all sorts of nerve endings, sending shivers up my spine. He would also pull it back so it almost came out before shoving it in again. With each new thrust, the toy went deeper and deeper into my ass. “Fuck, he has it in all the way to the base!” I felt proud that I could take the toy that deep. With all the drugs running through my body, my ass was relaxed and receptive to whatever they wanted to do with it. This guy worked the toy in my ass for a while, then Zak said that he had an idea. “I want you to ride my arm.” I watched as Zak lubed up his hand and arm. He slicked it up all the way to the elbow. I didn’t know if I could take all that, but we were about to find out. Once he was ready, the shaved guy pulled the dildo out of my ass. Feeling the knot pass through my hole got me more excited about riding Zak’s hand and arm. Zak rested his elbow under the rim chair, holding his hand straight up in the air for me. His hand was in a fist, so the initial penetration would be intense. I looked down into his eyes as I started to lower my ass onto his hand. First, I rubbed my hole all over his fist. This helped distribute the lube and also served as a good tease for both of us. When I was ready, I lowered my ass onto his waiting fist. Gravity was my friend and, with some minor adjustments to my position, I felt his fist begin to penetrate my ass. Right then, the shaved guy shoved the poppers under my nose. I paused on my descent to inhale the fumes, knowing that this would make the ride way more fun. Once they hit, I started sliding back down on Zak’s paw. He has fairly large hands, so the feelings were pretty intense. As my brain was spiraling, I kept moving my ass down onto Zak’s arm. He held it still, letting me control the speed and depth of the penetration. I sank as far down on Zak’s arm as I could. With his hand in a fist, he was unlikely to be able to navigate through the bend, but he made it feel amazing for me. As I bounced up and down, he was twisting and flexing his hand inside me. My strokes became larger until I was pulling up until his fist was almost all the way out of my ass before sliding as far down as possible. Again, the poppers were placed under my nose, and I took a deep inhale, ready to ride Zak’s arm for all it was worth. Fuck me, with the T, the poppers, the hot guys watching, and my sexy buddy Zak feeding me his fist, I was in heaven. First, I worked his fist deep, then twisted and maneuvered my body around. I was Zak’s hand puppet. The poppers made me focus all my attention on my ass and, on one of the downward strokes, I had a massive assgasm. The intensity of it made me stop moving with Zak’s fist embedded in my ass. He let me ride out the waves of pleasure and then started his own activities. Zak slid his hand back a bit and extended his fingers in front of his hand. In this position, he could go really deep. I sat on the rim seat with my ass wide open for his work and let him do his thing. He crawled through the curve in my ass, and I could see his fingers groping around through the hair on my belly. This was an amazing sensation and sight to see too. Zak worked me over, and I let him have his way with me. After a while, he decided that he wanted me back in the sling, so I rose up off his hand and walked over to the sling. Lube and ass juices were flowing down my legs since my hole was so open. I sat back in the sling, got my legs settled in the stirrups, and looked at Zak as he was lubing up his arms. “Someone should fist me while I’m fisting this pig,” Zak growled. The hairy-chested guy rose from where he was sitting and said, “I’ll take that on.”

Sorry that was my post above! 78 year old barebacked me in my young sons bedroom!

Got pounded by a 78 year old fit male myself. I’m 31. He shagged me better than anybody younger.

Geiler bäriger Kerl 54 190 115 18x6 uc sucht einen oder mehrere aktive Bareficker mit hoher VL die mich pozzen. Suche Prolltypen und Gunplayer mit eigenem Zubehör die Bock haben mir ihre Seuche zu geben. Bin vom 30.1.-2.2.26 in einem großen Apartment in Berlin Schöneberg und suche derbe Besamung

The tease, the build up, my heart racing, dick hard, I am hooked.

He is indeed one of the best and most prolific writers on the site. I wish I had half his talent.

I wonder what happened to him? He was a fairly prolific author back in the day and wrote some hot stories, especially if you like ones written from the top's perspective. I hope he is still among the living and doing well so maybe he will return here some day.

Fuck yeah that's hot