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Who said romance is dead? To be honest, this almost sounds like one of the sections to a story I'm working on. Which dose involve every aspect of your story except the mirror. Look out for "Training Part 3, Beta Ortiz"

I'm with everybody else, not giving it up. Love having a cock in me and feeling shoot in me

Author’s note: No names have been altered. This story includes condom usage and does not include pozzing, in order to stay accurate. MARRIED MIKE I met a guy on one of the apps who called himself Mike. As we started to chat a bit, It turned out he had a wife and three sons in the suburbs, and he was an engineer. None of this was appealing to me, but I didn’t have a boyfriend at the time, and I was curious about how fucking a family man might play out. Plus, there was no chance that this would become anything more than a no-strings fuck. Mike claimed to be “straight” (I didn’t comment). His availability was limited due to his family situation, his job, and his logistical considerations. He suggested that we meet at a Red Roof Inn motel in the suburbs at lunchtime. I’ve always loved sleazy hotel hookups with some sense of betrayal mixed in (joke). I was still unmedicated and healthy, although my doctor remarked that my viral load was high but stable. He wondered out loud if I might have the gene that permits someone to have HIV but to not progress onto AIDS (I didn’t). That would be another blood test. I had not been sick with anything other than hay fever allergies and an occasional head cold. Finally, the day arrived for me to meet Mike at the motel. This took place before iPhones or Android devices were available and he didn’t want to give me his phone number. We communicated through a pc app called Yahoo Messenger. He told me he drove an old Mercedes that he planned on restoring one day. He would rent the room and then meet me near his car. I drove into the parking lot and saw a classic car with a big, ripped, bearded guy wearing a baseball cap standing next to it. This guy was built, and he had big guns for arms. I pulled next to him and smiled as we shook hands. “Damn Mike, you’re built like a brick shithouse. You must lift a lot,” I commented. “Yeah, I’ve been lifting since high school football. I was a tall skinny kid before I started. You look like you have a good bit of muscle too,” he replied. I told him I was a lifelong runner and swimmer, but I started lifting in the last six months. We chatted as we walked to the room and before the door slammed behind me, Mike’s tongue was down my throat, and I was enveloped in a big snug bear hug. I pushed off his baseball cap off revealing a sexy shaved head. I really loved his natural smell and couldn’t get enough of it. We undressed each other, and he had a hairy chest and abs, an untrimmed nut sack, and a very thick seven-inch cock as hard as steel. I pushed him back onto the bed and we made out for quite a while. I huffed in his man-smell, and I worshipped his hairy pits. Then I sucked in his big knob and worked it into my mouth and down my throat. I had a hard time taking the knob into my throat and he tried to force it down, making me gag. The room was completely quiet except for Mike’s heavy breathing and my slurping on him. Finally, he said, “I want you to fuck me. This is my first time so be gentle,” with a smile. I reached into the pockets of my pants and retrieved a condom and a small bottle of lube. I tossed the condom to him, and then I pushed his tree-trunk legs back exposed his tight straight ass. I dove in and ate him like a starving man, and he moaned like a bitch in heat. After about five minutes, he demanded, “I want your cock inside.” I smeared a lot of lube on his hole and worked it in with my finger. He rolled the condom on my dick, and I slowly popped his anal cherry. With great care, I slowly pushed my way into him. He winced and I told him to keep breathing. Finally, I bottomed out inside him. His as was virgin tight. “You OK?” I asked? “Yeah,” he said, “just fuck me.” At first, I went easy on him, but then I picked up my pace and started fucking him like a man ought to be fucked. We were both grunting like animals and made quite a racket. He said, “I finally get why guys like to be fucked.” I was sweating from the railing I was giving him; the drops were hitting his face. I kissed him as I groaned and pounded my deadly load into the condom that was protecting him. I pulled my cock out of him and immediately started sucking his cock again. I had a grip on his hairy nuts so I could feel when he was about to shoot his load. I felt his balls contract as his cock shot ropes of cum into my mouth which was wrapped around his dick. As I swallowed his babies, I pulled off and a cum string still connected my lips to his cock head. I kissed him so he could taste himself on me. The room reeked of man-smells, sweat, and cum. I remarked that when the maid came to clean the room, she would start ovulating. After a final kiss. I broke off and said, “Next time, I want to you to fuck me.”

I'm always honest with my partners, if I have something I let them know. Which I would expect from them

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Had this guy I've been fucking for years where I'm always the top. Until one day I reached out and said "dude I know you're a bottom but, I need some dick, had a really bad day." He came over and without regard to my comfort rammed it while holding me down and just used my hole until he blew inside of me. Was pretty hot, didn't have that big a cock, but the fact he just used me like that, and left. Really gave me exactly what I needed that day, a good unapologetic fuck in the ass. Afterwards my ass was soar, and started to feel his cum start to ooze out of my ass. Yes I ate it up, not letting a drop go to waste Yes I might call him again for an "emergency" Yes I felt cheap, used and degraded and still think fondly of it to this day. Thank God for fuck-buddies

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What the hell? Where the hell do you run into these mean girl bottoms lol. If i recall in the past I never ran into pushy bottoms. I did see bottoms camped out bent over or in slings at like fuck events. But they didn't stay there the whole time. They just seemed more like professional or dedicated to wanting to take loads which is respectful. I'm curious of the age of the bottoms you interacted with. Bottoms throwing schoolyard lunchtime insults is absolutely wild. That kinda does make me nervous with more group play. I had a bottom take an opportunity I passed and didn't take with a guy i was playing with and got hard but that was on me. They weren't rude or mean either. I guess I was really lucky in the past at group parties or orgies or fuck events bottoms were respectful. I still am iffy on an encounter of a hot top signaling me to follow him into a room and a bottom kinda rushed passed me and went into the room with the top but locked the door. Even though the situation still ended in my favor because I got together with him and got fucked by him. I didn't need any more reasons to be nervous of group play but reading all this gives me more caution lol.

I usually provide porn in my hotel room when I host guys, if my computer can plug into an HDMI port on the TV (increasingly rare, in my experience). I have a wide variety of types of porn or I can find something on the internet if he has a very specific kinky interest. Ive never had anyone who didnt want some porn, i dont think. . They can also choose to watch me servicing other men one of my 110 videos on XVideos. I like those guys the most.

Never waste! Always inside @ either end

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I hope this was worth the wait. Sorry it took so goddamned long, you gotta be in the right mood for this. ----------------- “Let’s go boy. Time to see the rest of the house.”. He stepped back and his penis bobbed in front of me. Eagerly? Did he make it twitch like that? I was locked on his prick as he moved and automatically got to my feet. He took my hand and led me toward the hall. The TV was still on, that pool boy was getting it from both ends now, and the girls weren’t being gentle on him. Doorways on either side, the light was off but as nice California townhouses go, plenty of natural light made it in, highlighting Brad’s well muscled body as he led me along toward the bedroom. I could hear now, another TV and see the blueish flickering light across the master bedroom door as he pushed it open. No trannies here, all men, one lying in some sort of hammock thing I now know well, a sling, getting slowly opened by a furry Top with what looked like a beer bottle sized dick. The sound wasn’t too loud, just loud enough to hear the bottom groan as his Top pushed into his ass to the base. Brad looked at me, chuckled again, and said, “You’re getting all sorts of input today, huh? Play your cards right and that could be you soon enough, I think you’d love it. And Michael…he’s the top, breaking that boy’s hole, friend of mine, lives in West Hollywood. Have you been to LA yet Jeff?” I said I hadn’t and he smirked, “Well, we might have to change that, hmmm? Ever thought about what your next career choice might be after the Marines?” “Well, I’m going career. 20 years, maybe a full 30. Then probably college, a degree and a nice office with Raytheon or Grumman maybe.”. I was watching the screen as I spoke, not paying attention to the expression on Brad’s face. The Top, ‘Michael’, was picking up speed and the groaning had morphed into breathless moaning as he bored out the bottom’s asshole. “You never know,” Brad said. He’d come behind me, pulling me into himself. His fingers found my nipples and started to gently pinch and knead them. I could feel his cock flattened between us, still a little slick from the blowjob, it slid to rest between my ass cheeks like an obscene hot dog and he was pumping ever so slightly. This was enough to break my attention to the screen and I started to swoon a bit, looking down at his hands working my nips, twisting, pinching, tugging. “You never know,” he said again, breathing the words across my neck, “I think you’re going to want to find something else to do soon enough.” A slight push from his hips and a firmer tug on my right nipple turned me toward the bed and I went. The mattress hit my lower thighs and I lifted a leg to climb on as he was encouraging me. That caused the head of his dick to graze my asshole and I froze up a bit. “Mmmm, I’d take you right now, but I want to prep you a bit more first. Get you ready for my gift to you.” In hindsight, years later, the language makes for a different sort of sense, doesn’t it? But at 18, being naked for the first time, and dizzy headed from the rimming and fingering he was now performing, it was just words. Laid across the edge of the bed, one muscular leg hooked on the mattress, the other foot on the floor, I was nearly fully open to his tongue pushing into my anus, periodically replaced by fingers, first one, then two. He wasn’t being overly rough, aggressive, but not rough, as he worked my virgin hole open. Inside I could feel his fingertips pressing my prostrate, which made my eyes roll. Every time he brought his fingers out, he dragged them across my inside walls and then pushed them in again. Like the moaning bottom in the sling on the screen, my groans went to moans and soon I was pushing my hungry butt into his hand as he loosened me up. Eventually, after working me over for what felt like half the day, he pulled back with a sound of satisfaction. “Yeah, I think you’re ready to lose your cherry to me, aren’t you Jeff?” He pushed me slightly and I got into the bed and immediately put my butt up in the air. He grabbed an ankle and twisted slightly, indicating he wanted me on my back, so I did as told and flipped over. “I want to see it in your eyes when I convert you boy,” he said as he climbed up in between my spread legs. “Lift your hips a bit, give me that boi pussy.” He grabbed one hip and placed his knob at my puckered hole. “Don’t we need some lube?” I asked fearfully, “Its going to hurt otherwise.” “Your first time should always hurt a bit Jeff, it’s about the experience and becoming the bottom I know you are. You’re going to love this feeling soon enough, but there’s no pleasure without a little pain first baby, now relax and let me in to you.” He’d been pressing his cock into my asshole while he said it, the weight of his body forcing my thighs just that much more apart and bringing up my cunt to him as he did. Then, with a slight push, timed to how I was moving under him, I felt my anus pop as his cock pushed in, and I cried out. I could feel a burning sensation as his unlubed cock pushed into my ring and I started to struggle. “Oh no, Jeff, it’s time for it. I’m breaking you open and taking your virginity,” he pulled back slightly and pushed in again as I squirmed underneath him. Every twitch brought him deeper into my body, his hard prick dragging across my walls. The pain was excruciating but he didn’t let up, a good push in, rest, pull back, and then thrust again. He knew exactly how to time his movements and played my body like an instrument. His cock kept burrowing into me, deeper, until I felt a new pressure, deep in my cunt, not unlike his initial entrance. He slowed now, and pulled back a bit, groaning as he did. “Youre so tight baby boy, if I’m not careful, I’ll fuck my load into you right now, but you’ve still got a few more inches to take, and I’m gonna breed you right Jeff, open you all the way up.” I reached down and felt, he was right, there were at least two more inches of cock before he bottomed out. I felt my hole, and that fat pecker buried in it, and I felt my eyes go wide. He saw that, then looked toward my hand and I felt and heard him chuckle again. “Look at your hand Jeff, your fingers, I tore you open like a virgin should be. You’re definitely going to convert, become the boy you should be. I’m changing your life for the better baby.” I looked at my fingers as he’d instructed and saw streaks of red. Blood? Do guys bleed the first time they get fucked? That explained the burning, which, now that he was resting, was subsiding. I shifted a bit, the movement moving my hole (womb?) around this cock I was impaled on. It felt…nice? I was in shock, still reeling from the fact that I had a cock in me at all, that I was being fucked. Was this what my girlfriend felt when I fucked her? She never let on that it was painful but we never did anal so, maybe it would be? I didn’t know, and another light thrust from Brad brought me back to this reality... my world had changed. I noticed that my other hand was wrapped firmly to his side and I gripped his other flank, my legs spread lewdly on either side of him. “My prick is about to go through your second ring Jeff. When I do that, I’m going to be fucking into your guts, and I’m giving you my babies, gonna make you a real cock slut. And I’m gonna fuck you until you beg me to explode in your belly.” With that, he lifted up a bit, shifted to one side, and thrust into me again. I cried out at the pressure, then felt another pop, deep inside as he fucked the last three inches into my guts and bottomed out. I felt his balls slap my ass and then he stopped. I felt full, his length and girth pulsing inside me, virgin no more. He looked into my eyes and said, “Are you ready to be pregnant Jeff? Tell me, I want to hear you say it, then I’m gonna fuck babies into you. Tell me now.” I nodded at first then breathlessly said it, “Fuck me! Fuck me and cum! Please Daddy!” There was that ‘Daddy’ again, where was that coming from? “That’s right Jeff. Beg for pregnancy.” He started fucking me then, pulled nearly all the way out then thrust back inside me, balls slapping my ass, over and over, and, just like the guy in the TV, eventually the gasping and cries turned to moans of pleasure as his prick, slicked by my internal juice and blood, pushed into me over and over again. The bed shook as he ripped away my virginity, my mind slipped into ecstasy and my legs spread, wanting more and more of him in my body. After a time, how long I can’t remember, he started to shudder. I could feel him swelling inside my asshole. “I’m gonna cum in you baby. Gonna give you my load, gonna change your life baby! Now tell me you want it! Tell me to load your virgin cunt with my babies!” I was so far gone I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying, I only knew that I wanted to feel him shoot his cum into me. I moaned, “Take me Daddy, cum in me! Breed me like a bitch!” and that was it, I felt him pulse and tense up then slam back into me on more time and then I felt his cock expand and release as he filled my fuck hole with his cum.

Great story @Josh1959!! Thanks for sharing with us!

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Probably different times and situations call for the butt-centric theatrical bottoms versus bottoms that want a connection with the man behind the dick and what non-stereotypical archetypes please him.

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As I favor Alpha tops, it’s from them that I hear complaints about selfish bottoms, mostly about about having to be fucked in a certain way or bottoms who promise to take a hard pounding but then cum while they are being fucked and ask the top to stop the fuck because it hurts.

Always deep inside.

Maybe I'm misunderstanding who is sending and who is receiving the package. If it was the boy sending the package to Matt, why is there a note from M (Matt?) saying that he is getting everything ready and to be clean and ready? Or if it's Matt sending the package to the boy, why is there a negative test result? And then it goes on to say that "he was confirming his own status to assure the purity of the product and that "I" am the product. The first part would have been said by Matt, and the second part by the boy. I'm not trying to be critical. Just trying to point out some confusion in case you decide to publish it at a future date or whatever.

Wow fucking hot. I hope you take us with you on your journey.