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What are your thoughts about this quote. Does it resonate? Does it repel? Does it partly resonate and partly repel? Is truth “nice”? Is “nice” truth?

Near Home—May, 2024 It was a Friday afternoon. The first Friday of May. I went to the bookstore that is just a few miles from me. It started very slowly…but, oh, I am so glad I didn’t leave… I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat—but it’s my cock getting sucked. Well, my cock head. A man, a good deal older than myself, asked very politely if he could suck my dick. I’ve let him. He is bending over to do it, as I’m guessing his knees are shot. His mouth, on first contact, was warm, wet and welcoming. But he won’t go any deeper than the tip of my dick. His soft hand is wrapped around my shaft and he is jerking me into his mouth. Roughly. “Please, no hand.” He let’s go reluctantly. But doesn’t go any deeper down on me. In moments, the hand is back and jerking me again. I ask for a break. I jerk, with just a sheen of lube, in peace. The gay couple who come here to suck cock is working the arcade today. (We actually waved to each other in the parking lot.) The one with a shaved head does me quite frequently. His partner is not fond of the fact that I need to use lube, a tasteless lube, to jerk—so he doesn’t do me as often. But today, when he comes through the door, he makes a bee line to me and gives my dick everything it was missing with the first guy. He is constantly deep throating me and reveling in all the precum that action produces. The first guy comes back. He stands to the side and watches the man on his knees giving me superlative head. He is not happy. But he doesn’t leave. He hovers. My sucker takes a break. I tell him how good that felt. He beams—and goes out the door, likely to tell his partner. The first guy leans down and grabs my dick before I can say anything. Once again, he jerks me as his mouth encircles my cock head. This time, I am very aware of his toupee. The ‘hair’ never moves. I ask for no hand. He lets go for 30 seconds, and then it wraps back around my shaft. The hand doesn’t chafe as much as before as my cock is wet from the other guy. Now, it’s drying. And I can’t take it. I tell him to stop. He gives me an injured look and leaves. A larger man, who sports a fat cock, comes in and sits against the wall, watching me. I have sucked him in the past. I’m about to get up and do him when the other half of the partnered guys comes in. He sucks my cock enthusiastically, as the light from the big screen television glints on his shaved scalp. The larger guy watches and jerks to us. Shaved Head soon tires and takes off. I am just collecting myself to go suck the larger guy’s cock when Thirty Seconds walks in. He is the guy who takes a hit of poppers just before my mouth touches him—and he cums in 30 seconds or less. I wait. He unzips. His small cock is hard. He huffs. I take him in my mouth and…bam. I swallow his load. And once I have that first load, I want more. I get up and suck the larger guy. He loves my mouth and tells me so. He even thinks it’s hot that I have the remnants of a guy’s load in my mouth. He’s a talker. Eventually he reminds me he can’t cum anymore with ejaculate, but the feeling is still there for him. I work his cock until he gets there. He shudders—and nary a drop of fluid is released. I wait. Alone in the dark room. Stroking. A good-looking white daddy comes in. He stands right next to me. He knows what I want. And he has a cock to be sucked dry. He unzips. A hot, dripping seven-incher. He tosses one glance at me, and then never looks at me again. I go to my knees in front of him. He moans as my lips encircle him. Even more when I go deep. But he doesn’t look down at me. Or touch me. But it doesn’t stop him from emptying his balls down my throat. He even lets me clean him up. I wait. The door opens. A man my age, with a long beard comes in. He makes me think this is how my bud Jacob will look in 20 years. He stands in the same place and unzips. But he is all about stroking my head as I suck; to hold on to me and fuck my face; to get his slim fingers into my ears. He is uncut—and loves how my tongue works the foreskin back. I pull off him—only to get his balls. He can’t keep his hands off his cock as I lick and massage each testicle in turn. “I’m gonna shoot…” I swallow him down just in time. A lull. I consider going home to prep dinner. A regular, a bigger, jovial guy comes in. He kneels and suck me—like he does every time he sees me. He’s good. But I am not anywhere near orgasm. The door opens. He quickly sits next to me before the new guy, likely late 30’s, comes in. He’s tall and thin, wearing jeans that have seen a full day’s work, dusty work boots and a reflective orange shirt. Fuck. He’s one of the highway workers, rebuilding the expressway. He glances at us and then focuses on the screen. The video is hot and nasty. He responds. He unzips. His cock in long and thin. He strokes. My seat partner can’t contain himself. He gets up and goes to the guy. “Can I suck you?” The road worker shakes his head. He points to me. “Then let him suck you while I suck him.” I can’t believe that the guy nods and comes toward me, his long cock swinging. I take him in my mouth, still seated on the bench. His balls reek, in the best way, of a hard day’s work. He stands motionless and let’s me work on him. I have him breathing hard quite fast. Then I feel the mouth on my cock. The larger guy is watching me suck while he does the same to me. I moan around the cock in my mouth. Road Worker notices what’s happening and his cock drools on my tongue. “Can I cum in your mouth?” he whispers. I make an affirmative sound. “Swallow, don’t spit.” As if… I redouble my efforts. I want to get him off before my cock decides to spurt. His cock is drooling non-stop now. I pull off and lick his musky balls. He moans—but he doesn’t touch his dick. “Damn, you know what you’re doing…” he mumbles. I go back to his cock. Now, he can’t help beginning to fuck my face. In moments, he is exploding a huge pent-up load. He stays in my mouth, letting his cock drool every drop. The moment he pulls it out, my cock is moments away from the finish. “Do my balls,” I bark out. My sucker licks them. I give my dick a few strokes. “Take my load,” I demand. He’s on me. Swallowing me down. I pant. I can’t stop tasting Road Worker’s cum and musk. He has stopped putting his dick away so he can watch me spew my load… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Swallow, Don't Spit" May 17, 2024

That was great writing. The switch of perspectives was a nice touch. My dick was throbbing the whole time reading this.

I wanted to share this with you in case you haven’t already seen it. [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/embed/7408061

When I switched to a gay doctor, he made no pretense of following the prescribing guidelines. His attitude was "you're a gay male, you should be on PrEP."

IF you cumm down under you will only be able to say that you've been to Australia. Certainly won't see anything other than two pigs getting dirty & having fun or being twin fucked by any guys at a sauna. You're WELCUMM😁🍆💦💦💦💪ANYTIME.

I was fucked by my cousin when he was 18 and I was 17. I used to spend my summer holidays at his place in the city and I used to live in a smaller town around 70 km far from his city. Every night we used to sleep upstairs and no one else in the room. We used to strip naked inside the sheet and he used to just use spit and shove his cock in me bare. He used to fuck like that silently for hours until he cum. He also used to talk dirty In my ears which used to arouse me horny. As we were fucking below the sheet and it was summer, we used to get sweaty a lot.fuckin loved that hairy sweaty body 🤤🤤🥵 We also used to take shower together and suck each other off. Loved those holidays 🙂

Agreed, that repeat it back to me does take a machete to the mood.

Agree, every hole can take a big ass cock.

I'd have to choose from column A and B. I love hole. It's so basic and crude needs raunchy context to make sense, but pussy and my favorite cunt hint at how the body part in question is going to be used and spent.

Get on DoxyPep if you want to avoid getting an STI.

Anytime you want to chat 🙂

Oh Jesus Christ I can’t believe it I wished more slams and a fisting scene and I already got them, and while I was reading the temporary ex-officer-now-slave-Roddie’s riding on an arm, my mancunt started intensively pulsating. Amizing description. Being fisted right from the beginning of the rush is one of the most incredible feelings. This is why do it again and again I am already waiting for the next chapters

One more while I'm on 🐽

very true i too,recently, have been exposed to this by a top. i fidgeted, but as he put, “ you know who your friends are” and this was from an educated black man, into camming and showing off w these men. i still don’t get it. i have also found, that after 3 generations, removed from a struggle, people forget about the struggle and those who lost their lives, for our freedoms today.

Fuck I bet🙄

I use aquafore it lasts a good bit 💋

you are doing what we all need to do We all must help the youth that we know, be proud of who they are! and to help guide the way to their own happiness and fulfillment. our future lies with the generations coming of age now! it is my commitment and i know it. however, i am known, to many, as their “fairy godfather” and i say that proudly

For starters I'd like to just get fucked. But if I really want to dream big, I'd love a couple big/heavy men to catch me in a bad spot and take their pound of flesh. They make me feel helpless under their weight and leave me with a sore ass full of cum.

I see him him once a year for about a week or two each time. He wasn't concerned at all about the pinking which turned me on more

Can I like both? It's hot when there's a tone with his verbality. A little aggression mixed with contempt. But I also like the silent sessions where it's nothing more than animalistic grunts and moans. Both can be totally hot

Mmm that's such a beautiful story. There's something super hot about pinking when fisting. Like the bottom is enjoying it so much that they just don't notice and the top keeps going regardless. I think there was pinking in my cubicle adventure but I didn't mind or feel it, I was too busy feeling the pleasure as my locked nub squirted. Have you met this twink since then?

This! This is perfect!

Agreed if sparingly but use too often and it comes across as needy and a bit whiney! I want my top to not give two shits about these things and to just tear me apart. When the questions start it kills it for me. It’s even worse if they want it repeating back to them. “Do you like my big cock? Tell me you like my big cock” “I like your big cock” he lied.

I reconnected with a 21 year old guy called Zach a year after our holiday romance. He was the hottest twink in town and I introduced him to fisting. I'll skip the romantic part when our eyes met across the crowded bar. 30 minutes later we were behind a boat shed in a secluded cove tearing each others clothes off, kissing, licking, sniffing and biting and exploringn each other. I spun him around, dropped to my knees and spread apart his asscheeks. His stretched out asshole looked looked well used and not the neat little asshole it was a year ago. " you have been a naughty little slut" " I've been stretching my hole out for you" " it must have taken a lot of men wrecking your hole" then buried my tongue in his hole. " I've been such a fucking slut" I could feel his hole opening up with my tongue then wriggled two fingers in his hole but was ready for more so I pulled them our and shoved them in my mouth along with a third .Zach was begging my fist but I couldn't get pass 4 fingers and a thumb knuckle deep. We had no lube so I ate his hole the slid back in knuckle deep. Zach was now up against the boat shed as I rotated my fist back till I was wrist deep. Zach was telling me that when other men ff him he imagines it's me instead aa I was gently expanding his inside and opening up his second hole with my fingers. I was able to form a closed fist which I couldn't do a year ago. He was loving the internal punches I was giving him. Zach sas sounding like a love sick puppy so i pulled out my closed fist half way till his asslips were stretched around my knuckles. Good, that made him behave more like a faggot. I went back in and told him that I'm gonna give him 5 punches, I gave him 10. He reached his limit at 20 punches. I would have given him more but there was blood on my fist and wrists and in his around his rosebuding fuckhole. I hugged and kissed him from behind then he said " now it's your turn"