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I mean they're pretty standard on this site, but I was really surprised how much I enjoyed watersports and more recently pup play, especially putting a tail plug in and walking around with it, often on a hike. Wanting to be pozzed is another one but again quite common on this site, and sampling pretty much every drug I can. I've found Meth use particularly hot since first trying it just over a year ago, and there's a considerable irony to this (and my use of it) as I don't even drink alcohol! Also I absolutely love my cotton short shorts, I wear them as much as I can, and I love that I can just slip my cock out of one of the legs. I quite like having sex with them still on too.

So this is one of my many stories of hooking up with sadly a lost FFwb. We ended things on bad terms completely my fault, but i still look back on our sessions with heavy fondness. Tat the time i was in an open relationship. My ex, fisted me but if you read my first story you know why he's my ex. So we decided that we could open the relationship to satisfy my needs and that was actually fine. But that wasn't the case until i met him. Travis wasn't really my type but there was something that did align perfectly. our sexual energy just matched. He was kinky, funny, sexy, and down to earth. probably more down to earth than i'll ever be. But i trusted him with my life. Anyway we developed a nice schedule where i would stay over at his place Friday nights. I would say he's the first to introduce me into the world of pnp, i was already into poppers, but he introduced me to many other favors*. Travis was the same height as me a little more weight maybe pushing 165, i at around 140. so we were a nice match, when I get ot his place he'd always ff to smoke some decent weed while he finished cleaning out. I didn't mind waiting, he had a dog so i usually got stoned off my ass and played with his dog for a bit. Once he was out the shower it could go 1 of two ways. 1. he gets stoned and we have a long deep stoner convo or we would dive into an hour long conversation. either way i enjoyed it. But either way resulted inin the most passionate make out session in my life. He would push me up against the wall, just roughly enough to get my blood flowing. just the right amount of pressure as he kissed my neck and bit tenderly. he knew my secret though my ears. head often work his way up my neck and nibble on my ears. He knew this was the fastest way to get me to start pre-cumming everywhere as i produce a TON of it which usually results in a giant wet spot, but he didn't care and even later on when id' go out with him he'd make it a point like a goal to get me pr-cum enough to be noticeable. I was on cloud nine as he licked me from head to groin, exploring my androgenous zones with his lips and tongue. my knees buckled using the wall for more support than i should. "So wanna try some molly tonight?" he asked, but his eyes already told me he was ready to roll together. he produced a small vile with some powder like substance. He put some on a tiny spoon and said take a sniff. and without hesitation i went for it. He followed suit and before we knew it we were back at it, furiously making out. Being both bottoms we knew what we wanted, our hands were exploring each others bodies but we were really making our way to each others holes. my hand trailed down his supple ass. his pale skin and dark hair was so fucking sexy to me. we broke apart to drink some water. Travis knew all my kinks, and i knew his. We hydrated and talked a bit more as he molly slowly started kicking him. I gestured to his sofa, like a butler. "Would sire like his hole blown out?" i extended my arm to to him. Travis one to always play along. " Oh i wouldn't impose going first". he said coyly. I got up just enough to grab his arm and pull him down to the couch, which only resulted in another intense make out session. this time i reach up to his chest. both his nipples where pierced with cross bars. He didn't have a high sensitivity to pain and loved when guys pulled on them harder than you might think. With this knowledge i tortured his poor nipples. driving out make out session even further. our dicks frotting as we rolled around passionately. I was leaking so much precum at this point my jockstrap was leaking into his. a large dark spot was clearly visible on my jock. I broke our kiss once i pinned him down "Get comfy." i said to him, while i had him pinned. "Nope!, not tonight" he said flipping me and pinning me face down. "tonight, i want you're hole to experience pleasure first". he slapped my exposed whole playfully. "Oh no please don't" i could barely contain my laughter. my entire body was humming in a beautiful orchestra, every finger he laid on me set ripples that cascade in an orgasmic crescendo. I gave in and switch to my back, Travis got up momentarily to grab the lube and poppers. "her" he said tossing me a bottle. "Take a hit when i say.", were magic words to my ear, he knew i loved popper trainers. next was what i absolutely loved about him. he 1. knew i love being fisted to swim by chase Atlantic(look it up on spotify), and he also knew i loved my heating lube. I'm kind of OCD but he accepted that and i loved it. As i laid on my back he switched the Alexa to to just a station that played some really nice warm-up music. as he put lube on my whole, i looked down to see him smiling at me. that smile could get me to go to hell and back for him. He slowly started playing with my hole. first just circling it, seeing my squirm, and then just a finger. slowly in and out until he could move in and out with ease, this continue for a few minutes as he slowly worked up to more fingers. I closed eyes just laying back enjoying the most peaceful fucking invasion of my innermost self. I was on cloud 9, and then he said those magic words "take hit" i uncapped the bottle, and took a hit for myself, he didn't have to say a word the look in his eye was telling me when i could stop inhaling, and he stared into my soul. "Hold" he said withdrawing for a moment, not crossing over the thickest part of his wrist yet. he grabbed the lube shooter and it was already loaded with my heating lube "he did it while i was blissed out while i was being opened up. he quickly inserted, ejected and pulled out the lube. the instant heat difference was enough to get me going typically but on molly i was almost indescribable. the shimmering feeling radiating from my hole. he quickly pushed his hand into my hole passing over his wrist with little resistance. i gasped. Travis started working my hole. "Release" he said as he started increasing speed. I almost forgot i hit poppers quickly exhaling and getting the rush of a lifetime. My mind was exploding with colors. as my eyes closed i started getting very strong visualizations of his hand in my hole. i could feel him working me over. slowly getting me more and more relaxed. I was so relaxed. He continued playing in my hole the heating lube was starting to do its thing and when it started spreading over my hole was when i really started to give it all away. my cock start spurting piss across my chest. he knew were my bladder was and started beating the hell out of it. I was mumbling incoherently as i pissed myself. Travis just had a devilish smile as he continued to work over my hole. i could hear my holes plopping as he pulled all the way out and slid his hand(elongated), back into my hole. i felt so full with his hand me. then he told me to take a hit again. i did as instructed and took another hit of poppers. this time he started lubing up more of his arm, i could feel him inside me, i knew he was trying to get deep in me. Travis loved depth play and i loved pushing hist limits, just like he did mine. I could feel as he wormed his way past my second hole. that pop as his wrist wriggled past it caused the most intense orgasm i've had to date. I barely came but i still dribbled cum despite my copious amounts of piss and precum already stuck to my skin. "Are you ready?" he asked. we both knew what was coming next. "yeah but can i get on all fours? "of course, do whatever makes you more combatable hun" he said slowly pulling out of me. each millimeter he pulled out of my hole caused another cascade of pure pleasure rippling through my body. my hole quivered with sensitivity and pure ecstasy as his last finger slipped past my gape. "you have such a beautiful hole" he said, slapping it a few playful time sending shivers up my body. thanks i aid flipping over. as i flipped over this time i noticed he grabbed my heating lube and refilled the lube shooter. "Did you want any max impact?" he gestured the can to me. I knew this stuff wasn't "healthy" in the least and read up on it, but i didn't care. "i grabbed my Bandana off the edge of the couch and sprayed a bit on a tip and rolled it up. I leaned forward prone and exposed my hole. "ready?" Travis asked his hands already encircling my holes just playing in the lube. "yeah" i said putting the cloth in my mouth. Travis wasted no time working back into my hole. This is what i was waiting for. He slowly worked his hands in and out, each time he made sure to pull entirely out before quickly pushing back in, slowly closing his hand into a fist as he pulled out and push back in. "inhale" i started to pull breathing through the cloth, now. " "release" i exhaled, and all but collapsed on the couch. my mind started buzzing and i felt my entire body relax. my hole dropped in my stomach, i could feel everything open up. Travis sunk his hand deep into me. "atta boy!" he celebrated as i'd reached his forearm, my body was going into overdrive, the amounting pressure caused me to piss whatever fluid might be left in my body onto his couch. "okay go for" i barely managed to squeak out between my guttural moans. I felt the hand recede from my hole only to be replaced by a clearly smaller cool feeling, then being flooded with lube. i usually only put a small amount of heating lube directly inside me but i could tell he put more in. Then he began punch fucking me. slow at first spreading the heating lube inside my hole ensuring no wall was left uncoated. then the assault began it it didn't let up. the sound of him completely gutting me, pulling his closed fist in and out of my hole alone was driving me crazy. I was dribbling a stead bead of precum and piss mix that had long since soaked my jockstrap and his couch. "Fuck yes", Fuck, "oh my fucking god I.... i..." i knew what i wanted to say but I just heled it in. couldn't say those words to him" but i looked back with my held still flat against the couch, the look of desire in his eyes when ours finally met told me he knew what i was going to say and he loved that he could bring to that point. "You fucking like when i punch your hole", "you like gaping for me?" his word only drowned out by my invocable moans and glopping sound from the lube as he demolished my hole. In all the excitement i completely forgot about my music choice but he didn't. "Alexa play swim" i could hear the smile in his voice as spoke. this man was going to leave me in ruin. a gaping mess of lube, piss and cum is what he will reduce me to but i was okay with that. as the song started to peak, he told me to take a hit of poppers, i complied and he released another torrent of powerful thrust before slowing to match the rhythm of the song. I was riding wave after wave of pleasure as he played in my hole to the tempo of the song. We've used the song enough that we knew when the "rushing" parts were so he new when exactly to get me rolling in my skin. I'm not sure how long he ruined me for but i know at the end we had to take a break. This was just like 1/3rd of one session. After we drank some water, and made out a little more i bent him over the table in his kitchen where we were talking, i slowly started playing in his hole, while we continued our conversation ignoring the fact that i had 3 finger in his hole working up to a fourth. i position myself behind him and i honestly couldn't help myself, i wanted to fuck him. I'm not big I'm just your average cut 6" dick but i know how to use my tool. I slipped into him with ease. the sound of a popper cap, opening and then the distinct sound of the inhale. he reached back handing me the bottle. i grabbed it and took a hit. I started a full out assault on his ass. I don't fuck softly, i like pounding my bottoms prostate until he's pissing or cumming. its an internal goal that i take pride in. I pounded away at his hole until i felt myself getting close. I pulled out because after i cum normally, i lose ALL sexual desire. post nut clarity hits hard. so i withdraw and my fingers quickly replace them. I see Travis reaching for something on the table. a small black tube. "what's that?" i asked still playing in his hole gauging his reaction. "its... uhh ketamine" he struggled to get out as I now was working all five finger in and out of his hole. "want some?" he asked looking back. a small speck of white, still stuck to his nose. "sure but I've never done that either" i said as i withdrew my fingers. his hole dropped a healthy amount of lube on the floor, following a long string back to his beautiful ass checks. twist this, then put it up your nose and sniff" he said, its measured so it give you a nice dose but not enough to k-hole, don't worry i'll be with you." he handed me the tube. I took it twisted the cap and sniffed. It burned a little but then i got a disgusting feeling as it ran down the back of my throat. "is this normal?" i ask, "yeah don't worry it will subside" he said. "want to lay down so i can finish what i started? i gestured back to the couch. "I have a Better Idea, he said grabbing my by the arm and pulling me over to his workout area in his living room. he pulled down the upright fuckbench that he kept with the equipment. he laid chest down and place his poppers and max impact beside the front. "Okay now I'm ready" he laughed kinkily. i found my place behind him and really got to work. I was rolling hard and the K elvated everything. I found myself face first in his hole rimming him for all dear life. I loved when he pushed out his hole. i didn't care baout the lube, all i cared about at that moment in space and time was getting my tongue deeper into his delcious hole. His moans rang like the most beautiful sound. I withdrew my tongue and replaced it with my fingers, I applied a healthy amount of lube and begai probing his hole again this time there would be no stopping his hole was mine to destroy. *hisss, the sound of the max impact bottle being sprayed into his bandana. "ready?" i asked. only to be greeted by the sound of poppers lid coming off. "hmmm hmm" he said, while breathing in the fumes. i felt his hole relax even more, it swallowed my hand with ease. i was so jealous how his hole just devoured my hand. Travis wasn't like me that he liked to be fisted hard and fast, he liked slow and deep. This was originally a challenge for me but i learned to listen to his body, As his hole opened allowing me deeper and deeper i began alternating hands on the withdrawal. this always got him groaning loud enough for his neighbors to definitely hear. neither of us cared. His moans only me to push him deeper. I loved his hole as it was the effect velvet feel that pulled me in deeper. like a vortex it sucked my arm deeper as i felt him contract his second hole. "You like having my arm deep in the busted hole?" i asked more dominantly than i am when i bottom. "fuck yeah, i fucking love your hand deep in me". his words were music to my ears. We took more time going deeper and working his hole till he tapped out, as he stood up i noticed his jock was soaked, i'm not sure with of what more but i took that as a sign i did a decent job at a minimum. "water break?" he looked at me "water break" i said reaching for his bottled water. As we moved back to the kitchen to get some water we found our hands on each other's bodies shortly after. it was definitely the molly but I just couldn't help myself, when my hand was inside him it was like we were one, i could feel his movements and vice versa. then i had the idea. "hey can we try something?" i asked putting my water down. " what do you have in mind he said setting his phone down afer checking it. " lets sixty-nine. but like with fisting." i said. he jumped at the opportunity. " I've never done it but we i'd love to try." he said practically skipping to the couch. We fumbled around for a bit and entwined our legs so each of our right hands where in each others holes. We moved closer together locking legs ensuring we could both relax without over stretching to just have our hands relaxed in each others holes. in both of our left hands were a bottle of poppers. we slowly started playing in each others holes, just small movements at first to get comfortoable. I head him unscrew his bottle. i could see him but i could feel his hand and recognized the sound. I knew i could really work his hole. as i did he tried to match my speed and rhythm but he was overwhelmed with please and would forget his hand was in my hole. I loved it that i could drive him to such extreme pleasure that the world melted away. as his moaning returned to the normal rate, i decided it was my turn to share in his experience. But i wanted more, i grabbed the bandana and picked a clean edge, i struggling used my left hand to poor some poppers omit, then rolled it up. I placed the rag in my mouth, and inhaled. If felt my entire body relax as the drugs did their magic. Travis looked up because i went muffled with the bandana in my mouth. "once he saw what was happening he rapidly increased his speed and revolutions of his hand. It was like i could feel a directly line from my core through my hole and into his hand, we took turns for god knows how long hitting poppers, max impact and fisting each other, we felt like one being as we both dug each other bringing on wave after wave of unforgettable orgasms. When we finally pulled out hands out our fingers were both pruned and shriveled. we laughed about it and made out a little bit more. but i still wasn't done, I needed to nut still and Travis knew he was going to get it. "Since we were both pretty tired now, I didn't last very long. I fucked him on the couch and we laid their till Travis fell asleep in my embrace. I felt bad about leaving because it was one of the best nights of my life, but it wasn't the last of the fun i would have with Travis before the year was up. Let me know what you guys think. I loved playing with Travis over the years.

Thanks for sharing this!

thanks for share your experience.. was so exciting

Chapter 10 —— Trevor ——- My body woke me up at 7:00 like it always does. I hadn’t needed an alarm since middle school. My body just knew when to wake me up. This weekend had been busy at work. Friday night was busy as usual. Saturday was the shops was the busiest I had ever seen it be. I worked from open to almost close to help us keep up. Ant told me that it was a record sales day for us. Yesterday (Sunday) was pretty steady with the normal rushes, but we had gone in early to help clean up from Saturday. I was drained from all the hard work and long hours. I forced myself to get out of bed and go for my morning run. I made a quick stop in the bathroom to relive my bladder then threw on my sweats and a t-shirt and was out the door. When I got back at 8:15 I went to my spare room where I had weights set up and did my routine. Working up a heavy sweat as I did my lifts finishing my workout at 9:30. Today was my day off so where I’d normally have to rush through my shower and have a quick breakfast, today I could take my time. I went to my bathroom and stripped off my soaked clothes. I looked in the body length mirror I had installed and examine my body. I had a competition coming up soon and wanted to look good. I’d been doing semi pro natural body building competitions since high school. I first competed at 17, which was 5 years ago. I was a skinny blue eyed red haired kid amongst older more built men. Now at 22 through hard work I had put on a lot of mass. My muscles were very well defined and bulged just right when I flexed them. Ginger hair covered the top of my head and there was a patch of it under my arms. The bush over my dick was also red and I keep it trimmed but close to natural. I shaved or waxed the rest. It looked best that way when I was under the lights on stage in my posing speedo. I only stood 5 feet and 7 inches tall, but my muscles and bulkiness always seemed to make feel threatened by me. So, I alway made it a point to be nice to everyone and not to be too loud or boisterous. However, if the situation called for it I would put my muscles to use defending my friends. When it came time to fuck I had a super fat 6.5 inch cock to plow my bottoms hole with. I was very dom in bed and always topped. My monstrously fat dick tearing up holes and flooding them with my toxic cum. I looked down and smiled at the red and black scorpion on my inner hip along my lower V. Shortly after I started at the shop I asked Buck what the story was about the scorpion. He explained the whole story and less than a week later I was doing what I never did, bottoming. He is still the only person I bottom for. When my test came back poz he took me to the tattoo shop and got me the matching scorpion all the Scorpion Boys wear. I got into the shower and washed myself off. Getting all the grim of my run and work out off of me while letting the steaming hot water sooth my muscles. As I got out and dried off I heard my mom call from the living room. It wasn’t unusual for her to come over but she normally called or texted first. I wrapped the towel around my waist. As I walked through my bedroom I grabbed my phone and saw it’s battery had died some point. I internally cursed myself for being so foolish. What if someone really needed me!! I resolved to never do that again. My mom was standing by my sofa and next to her was Jacob. He looked excited and nervous at the same time. They had been talking before I entered the room. ”Good morning son, I hope your workout went well this morning!” My mom said as I bent down to kiss her cheek. “I heard someone knocking on your door and when you didn’t answer I came out to see who it was and there was Jacob.” “Mom (she instead all the scorpion boys and Buck called her that) was nice enough to let me in.” He finished the story. “Trev I tried calling you and texting you but I didn’t get an answer and I really need to talk to you if you are free today.” The nervous look was now winning out over the excited. I mentally kicked my self again for being so careless about charging my phone. My little bro obviously needed me and he couldn’t get a hold of me. I bet he biked all the way over here. Stupid Trev! “Sure little bro. I was just going to make some food. Would you like some?” I asked. “You boys stay here and talk and I will go make you something.” Mom instructed us as he kissed Jac on the cheek and hurried out of the door back across the yard to my parent’s house. “I am sure I have everything see needs in my kitchen but she won’t cook anywhere but her own if she can help it.” I explained to Jac while I chuckled to myself. ”Well that’s older people I guess, they like their routines.” Jac said nicely excusing my mom’s eccentricities. “Nope she is just looney, but I love her. So what’s up there buttercup.” I asked as I motioned for him to follow me to my bedroom so we could talk as I changed. “Well last night I went over to Buck’s after work. He made us a dinner that was to die for. You were so right about him being an excellent cook by the way.” He said remembering what I had told him about Buck’s cooking skills. “We had a nice night. I helped him prepare as much as I could. We talked as we cooked Ann’s ate. There was flirting going on big time.” His face blushing slightly red as he continued the story. I nodded as he told his story to show I was listening. I didn’t like to interrupt. I wanted the whole story before I said anything or gave any advice. When we got to my room I dropped my towel in the hamper by the door. He was still behind me as I walked naked across the room to my dresser. I didn’t think anything of being naked in front of Jac, he was like a brother to me and we all basically had the same thing down there. He continued his story as I opened my top drawer to hunt a pair of clean boxers. “After dinner he suggested we go for a dip in the hot tub. I agreed but when I went to get my trunks he suggested we skinny dip.” He said as if it were uber scandalous to skinny dip. I stopped myself from laughing at that. If only he knew the truely “scandalous” things I was into. I turned around having located my boxers now facing Jac. I was about to bend over to put them on when Jac gasped and practically ran across the room from the bed where he had been sitting. He got down on his knees in front of me and looked right at my junk. I was struck dumb for a minute till he spoke and it clicked. ”Your tat looks just like Buck’s. It’s so intricate and detailed. Very pretty.” He said as he looked at it. He moved his hand as if he was going to touch it then looked up pulling his hand back and got red in the face. “I am sorry Trev, I got carried away.” “It’s ok little bro. Go ahead touch it.” I said as I smiled to reassure him. Buck must have told him the meaning behind the scorpion. I wanted the rest of the story before I said anything though so after a minute I motioned for Jac to go back to the bed as I put on my boxers. I sat next to him as he told me about the rest of the evening. He seemed very chill about the whole thing. Not freaked about us all being poz or into gifting. His biggest concern seemed to be whether he wanted to go on prep or not. In explained to Jac my reasons for converting. I’d always been kinky, loved to push the boundaries. Liked the risk of it. I’d actually been thinking about chasing when the shop and Buck came into my life. It seemed like it was meant to be. Plus the connection I felt Buck, Ant and Jayden really made me feel like I belonged with them as part of the group. That getting the bug from Buck would seal our family. Even with Jayden live hours away I still talked to him multiple times a week. We were still all a strong family that had grown bigger with Kenny and Lance. I also stressed that those were my reason and wouldn’t necessarily be the reasons he’d use to decide. I made sure to really make the point that he would be just as much a part of the family even if he went on prep. I pointed out Ant was on prep after all. We talked about it for a while sitting on my bed. He explained his apprehension and thoughts on it so far. But he didn’t come to a decision before mom and dad returned with brunch. I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt. By the time we got to the kitchen mom had the food all set out. We sat down and enjoyed a nice long pleasant meal. Talking and visiting as we devoured my mom’s delicious food. We finished up and cleared the table. We put the dirty dishes in my dishwasher. Mom insisted we keep the leftovers then hugged us good bye. By then it was time for Jac to head to work for his shift. I helped him load his bike into my car bed and dropped him at work. I could tell Jac was still thinking about his conundrum in the back of his mind all through brunch and the ride to work. I had a good idea where he’d land, but I couldn’t wait to find out for sure. ——— Lance ——— As my alarm went off I thought to myself, yuck it’s Monday. Not that any day was better or worse than any other since I didn’t get the classic weekday schedule. I rolled out of bed going straight to the bathroom. I shared an apartment with my brother and we only had one bathroom. Of course he was in there showering. I needed to pee and I didn’t care to wait. I walked in, pulled down my pants, and sat on the toilet. I preferred to pee sitting. I didn’t like to have to try to aim while still half asleep. Plus why buy into the whole boys have to stand to pee thing? Never made sense to me. I peeked around the curtain at my naked brother. We were almost identical save he was 2 years older than me. I just tuned 20 several months ago and he was 22. We both stood 5’6 tall. We both had a very slim build with very little fat on us. He had slightly more muscle tone than me. Our skin tone and black hair also matched. We both had the same 6 inch uncut dick. His probably was a little thicker than mine. But my ass was 10x better than his. Another difference was that he had way more body hair than me. I was naturally smooth where he was more hairy. I could only seem to grow armpit hair and a few pubes. His was all over him. Of course I also had my painted nails, styled hair, plucked eyebrows, and superior fashion sense. He did well for a straight guy, but he didn’t compare to my shine! I pulled my head back and stoped peeking on my brother. I got up and flushed the toilet walking out of the room giggling as he yelled curses at me. I had to work today, but I had some time and I definitely needed a good fuck. I texted a hot daddy I messed with regularly. He was a sexy Brazilian guy with a massive 11 inch dick. He was 6’0 of hot hung daddy. In his late 40s or early 50s. He loved to fucked tight raw boy hole and even got off on fucking my poz hole as he slapped my ass cheek that had my scorpion tattoo on it. All while talking dirt to me. I loved it!!!! He got back to me quickly telling me to bring my sweet boy ass over so he could fuck me before work. I went to my room and got dressed, wearing a g-string under my clothes since that was his favorite. I keep a very natural and fiber heavy diet and had cleaned out last night so I knew I’d be fine without having to wait for the shower. I hurried down stairs and made my way to his apartment a few blocks away. He answered the door in a robe with nothing under it. It was open and his soft hog hung for all to see. It was 6 in soft which was as big as me hard. I walked in and stripped as usual only keeping my g-string on. I lowered to my knees and took his soft thick dick into my mouth. I staring working him hard using my throat and tongue while I used one of my hands to play with his big heavy hangy balls. They were full today so I knew I’d get a good load. I sucked him half hard and then used my other hand in combination with my oral skills to get him fully hard. He was one of only two dicks I hadn’t been able to deep throat in my life. He was super long and thick but I got 90% of it in my throat. He told me many times I’d was the only person that ever sucked more than half his dick when giving him head. He moaned as I worked his cock to its maximal state. He took the back of my head in his hand and started to face fuck me. ”Take that big fat dick slut! You are a born cock sucker! That mouth was made to suck cock!” He told me as he started to go to town on my throat. Luckly I’d had lots of practice and knew how to take a hard face fucking. He punished my throat for a good 10 minutes while continuing to dirty talk to me. He pulled me to my feet and carried me to the bed where he thew me face down and pulled my hips up. I arched my back instinctively. “Get that poz boy pussy ready for me!” He said as he slapped my ass hard on the cheek that had the tattoo on it. He dropped a tube of lube beside me. I opened it and lubed my fingers. I reached behind me and opened my hole using my fingers. Adding fingers as I went till I had all 4 in me and my hole was opened up. Daddy watched the whole time and told me how sexy seeing me play with my boy pussy was. He spit on his dick and jerked himself a few times. Then he spit on my hole and lined his massive cock head against it. He slowly pushed the head into me. Making me moan in pleasure as he stretched me open. He slowly entered my hole inch by inch till his balls hit my taint and he was balls deep. He let it sit there for a minute allowing my hole to stretch and get use to it. “My little slutty boy likes daddy’s big raw dick in his bussy doesn't he?” He asked me and then slapped my tat again. “Yes daddy! I love your dick in my poz bussy!” I moaned back to him. “Such a slutty boy he went and got knocked up. You let all the daddies fuck and fill you don’t you boy?” He ask as he started to slowly stroke in and out of my hole. “Yes daddy. I took raw cock and got impregnated. I just love big raw daddy dick so much!!” I whined as I started to meet his rhythm. “I love a slutty boy that lets daddy’s free use his bussy! A boy that isn’t afraid to take dirty seed! It shows he is committed to servicing his daddy!” He said before slapping my ass again. He began to really pick up speed then. Pistoning in and out of my hole. Slamming hard into my hole on each down stroke. Making me cry out in pleasure each time. All the while he continued his dirty talk and ass slapping. I’d have hand prints on them till tomorrow or the next day, but I loved it! He fucked me hard and deep for 15-20 minutes until his rhythm started halting and he got out of the sync he had been keeping. I knew his climax was near. He strengthened his grasp on my hips as he slammed one final time into my hole. Flooding my poz bussy with his huge load! I’d never asked his status and he never told me it. I was happy with the unknown. It even made it hotter in a way. He pulled his massive cock out of my hole and came around the bed to my head. He put his hand behind my head and guided me to his softening dick so that I could suck him clean. I loved tasting his cum and my juices as I sucked him deep. He slapped my ass one more time and told me I’d done a good job. That was the signal that it was time for me to go. I put on my clothes and made my way home as he went to his bathroom to shower. We’d been fucking for a few months now and we had the our system down pat. I went back by the house and got a quick shower and changed into my work outfit. My brother had taken the car as he worked further away so I had use a car ride app to get to work. I arrived a couple minutes early and found Jacob up front. He was his normal sweet self and greeted me fondly. We made small talk as I walked through the staff door and came around the wall to join him up front but seemed to have something in his mind. I made a note to talk to him about it after the dinner rush when it be just us and Ant. We helped with the end of the lunch rush and recovery. There was a slight lull but everyone was still here so I waited to talk to him. The dinner rush was busy but went by pretty fast. Soon it was just Jacob and me. Ant was there but he was doing inventory in the back. I asked Jacob what was on his mind and after a little convincing he let it out. He told me about his dinner and hot tube time with Buck. He also told me Buck revealed our gifting kink. He was still deciding about if he wanted to go on prep or not and was worried how that would affect his relationship with Buck. I tried to ease his concerns and made sure to let him know we’d all still love him like family even if he didn’t go the full way and get the gift. I also told him it was a decision he had to make for himself. No one else could. His situation and feelings were unique to him and he needed to make the decision that was best for him. We broke our little tongue wag and started to do our closing tasks. He continued to seem distracted by the situation. It didn’t affect his job but you could tell he was thinking about it as he worked. We were able to close and be out by 11:10. My brother was waiting with the car. Jacob was ridding home on the back of Ant’s motorcycle since they lived on the same street. I said goodbye to both of them and then joined my brother in our car for the ride home. Later that night as I laid down trying to fall sleep I wondered what Jacob would do and how long it’d take him to decide. ——————— I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. I wanted to give the full story on Trevor and Lance, plus what guy wouldn’t rely on his friends for advice when faced with this kind of decision?? We are definitely closing in on the end. A chapter or two (maybe 3) more and we will complete our story. I really appreciate all your positive feedback back. Thank you so much for reading along!!!

Love to keep it in me for as long as possible and love to feel it dripping down my leg but I especially love being able to taste it for hours after swallowing a load

Thanks for sharing this it’s very informative

Thanks! I realize I wasn't super descriptive about myself and sometimes get a little distracted describing events. Definitely going to add more!

Definitely give us more - sorry your first hookup for your weekend turned out to be so sketchy, but glad you found some enjoyment from what must have been a less than fulfilling evening... would love to hear the rest especially if it becomes more exciting and ffun for you!

Omg thank you guys always get mad at me for being a total bttm but it’s like where im comfortable what I feel I’m best at . It’s in my nature idk

It happened all so fast. I try to look back on it often, to remember those feelings. God i need fisted again anyway. Please enjoy its my first time!. I recently broke up with my ex and wanted to get wild. I always wanted to be fisted by him, but he was always to gentle and i even looked at him one time and he looked completely bored. that killed me inside but tonight was a week after he'd moved out, i wanted not just dick, i wanted my hole to be busted up and beaten until it was a quivering mess of cum and lube. I got off work that Friday and went home know it was a 3 day weekend. I really wanted to get wild. I made a choice at that moment as soon as i longed into NKP and Sniffies, my now normal routine for the past week. to see who was on. I had 3 days to blow through and I intended to fuck my way through every single one. I quickly found one guy Damain, 6', 4" slim and toned as fuck, dark black skin, and fucking hung like a horse. his dick was HUGE. I hit him up off sniffies when he put in the global chat looking for someone to get cloudy with. i selected his profiles and saw in his details he was into fisting! we traded a few responses and pics, He asked me if i'd partied, it was my first time i even considered it. But i was looking for a change, something extreme. "No, i've never pnp'd but open to it" i quickly responded. i was nervous as fuck. he said "don't worry, I'll show you, you have to do it in small amount so you don't get addicted "("lies") i thought, i wasn't that naive I watched people pn all the time and read hundreds of stories. but i played along. "Okay, i can be there in 5 minutes. he literally just lived around the corner. I was already cleaned out and ready. he drops the address and i head over, i quickly grab my togo bag with poppers and my heating lube. I love being fucked/fisted with heating lube. It makes me orgasm instantly when i use a lube injector to put it in me and if i time it right with poppers its ungodly. Anyway. i grabbed my stuff and moved to his side door. i quietly knocked and kept checking sniffies for a response to the "i'm here" message i sent when i parked. He opened the door just a crack and gestured me to come in. the hallway was dark, and he grabbed my arm and gently pulled me down the hallway to his room. "I be quiet don't wake my roommates. It was around midnight. we get to his room and its not much, just a mattress a tv on the floor and drug paraphernalia scattered about. take a seat get comfy. he said turning on a light. i quickly started to strip down, but he stopped me, no no, i meant like shoes and you jacket, i don't like when guys give it up so easily, i'm pretty so i'm used to getting whatever i want, i want to work for it." this through me off a bit because i was under the impression we were going to smoke,, and he was going to fist me via our sniffies conversation. But i re-button my sorts and just got comfy, i sat down beside him and he started messing with this brown box thing. "So you never smoked before? not even once?" he said still tinkering with the box. "Nah, kind of looking for something new and I've been interested in a while now. "so you've never seen one of these? He said separating the box. the inside was filled with weed in a metal dish with vent holes. "This allows you to soke and not create as much smoke, more THC is extracted this way. "I wasn't familiar with it but he showed me how to use it. I took a few hits of his weed and it was okay. nothing special i was already stoned from a gummie i ate before we started texting so i was already buzzing. this just enhanced that affect" After that we kinda just chilled for a bit, i made no advanced. none, and kinda pushed him away since thats what he wanted. As we laid their he'd grab my leg and I'd scoot way a bit, it was cat and mouse for a while we watched, i don't even remember on his tv. He then grabbed my neck out of no where. "you still wanna smoke?" he whispered in my ear with his hand still around my neck. he shifted so he was no longer laying beside me and was ow on top of me cowgirl style. "yeah" i mustered. "You want me to fist that ass" he snarled, god this was exhilarating. "yeah" i said again, barely getting air. he released his grip and got up. i could see his dick was now hard as fuck in his pants. easily 8+ inches and thick. "okay so i'm just going to change the piece here. he set it down for a moment and began to strip. he was sexy as fuck abs, you could like cum off liek icing off a cake. He picked the weird wooden bong thing back up. and gestured to me. What your going to do is heat the crystals like this until they form white smoke. now we don't want to burn it just enough to melt and evaporate the crystals. He quickly took a hit, and then blew the smoke down onto his hard cock. The clouds were so fucking smooth. He then offered me the block, i took it and he said "I'll heat it for you, and you just breath in and hold until i say." i did as instructed and waited as he put the torch to the flame, "now" he said and i quickly inhaled. the smoke, he pulled the block away and said hold. i held for a few seconds then released. The taste was very chemically, and bitter but i took a hit of my vape to ride the taste. I didn't feel much at first but then he offered it to me again, I started feeling warm all over my body. nothing extreme, i think he noticed this because we passed it back and for i think 3 times and i was feeling pretty fucking good. "how are you feeling?" he asked after the last hit. "I'm feeling pretty fucking good" i laughed. "Good cause theirs plenty more, but first" he grabbed my hair and pulled me over to his chair he sat back and told me to "suck". I understood. he wanted control but through force. whatever iw as perfectly okay at this point to let this man do whatever he wanted to my body. I started trying to suck his massive dick, he was uncut (my favorite), his big pick head gleamed with drops of precum as i retracted his shaft and stuck my tongue under the foreskin, his moans where my signals , hearing him moan as i tried to deep throat his dick. He stood up and started face fucking me, i was gagging pretty hard so he reached down and grabbed a bottle of poppers. he put some under my nodes and told me to inhale. I took a deep inhale as I'm use to poppers and regularly use popper breathing apparatuses. I held it and , i think i almost met god for a moment. he started really face fucking me until my throat muscles relaxed enough until I felt his dick bed downy throat. i spaced out for a second but as i regained focus, i noticed white clouds bellowing down his stomach hitting me in the face. He was smoking while face fucking me. then he pushed my head of and gave me a kis, or so i thought it was a kiss, no it was a gunshot, he forced his breath into my body carrying the smoke with it. the beautiful fumes filled my longs. he then broke it off, and shoved his dick back down my throat before i could grab a clean grasp of air. i tried to focus but i was fucking flying as the tina in my lungs struggled to be replaced. he faced fucked me hard for what felt like hours but probably on 20 minutes. he was really giving it to me but my throat was closing up again, I wasn't use to taking such large cocks in this hole. He quickly placed the pipe piece at my mouth. "I'll say when you can stop". He stated heating the other end. "now hold". he ushered pulling away. he quickly sat the box down and picked up the poppers. "exhale through your mouth and in through your nose" he said shoving the bottle basically up my nose, i know i was going to have a burn mark now in a day or so, but i didn't care. i exhaled and inhaled through my nose. " Hold. he said quickly recapping the bottle and grabbing my hair again. "Don't fight this just relax," he said pushing his cock into my mouth slower than his usual pace. i wondered what he meant as he faut to open my Thorat back up. we a strong thrust he shoved his cock down to his base. his cum and saliva drenched pubes smeared on my face. i couldn't believe i'd swallowed his cock. I've never done that to any dick before under like 5 inches. he moved very slow from this point. then i felt it, warmth, but running down my Thorat. I could feel his cock pulse. he was pissing down my throat! straight down it. I could believe it. He must of had to really piss because he held tight for a minute. he pulled out and said "okay, now we can fist you." Damain knew that i was just putty in his hands. but as much as i wanted to be fisted, He started playing with my hole and teasing me while i laid prone on his head. He fucked me for maybe 5 minutes and pulled out. " You dirty" he said getting up and walking to his bathroom. I got up confused and worried? i looked back and didn't see anything and quickly got up. he walked out the bathroom and said you can wash up but like don't douche here, go home and come back. Ti was kind of taken aback because if I'm leaving i'm not coming back. "Okay?" i said awkwardly and excused myself to the bathroom. I didn't douche. infact i cleaned up to the best of my ability and walked. out, he immediately went to check the bathroom and started cleaning anyway. really weird, but as he was busy doing that I got dressed. "ight I'm head out" thank you for a good time. He was barely out the bathroom before i was out his bedroom door. I made a beeline to my car and headed home. that wasn't a great experience but it did feel kinda mazing being a whore for his use. I wanted more. That was just Friday night, let me know what you think if i should add the rest of my weekend? it only geTs better.

I'm a new-ish cumdump. I've been having group sex and taking loads at sex parties and bathhouses for many years, but never that many in a session. Maybe six in an evening at the most. I wanted to up my game and try something new, so I organized a pump and dump with me as the bottom. Being something of a geek, I Googled "how too host a pump and dump" and similar phrases. I've read every thread on the subject on Breeding Zone and Reddit, and listened to the Sniffies podcast on pump and dumps. I was anxious until I decided to go for it and post my ad on Sniffies. Overnight I became enthusiastic, excited, horny, and ready to bend over for anyone who requested. My event was in suburban New Jersey and lasted for seven hours. 14 men visited and dumped 18 loads in my ass. It was a LOT of fun and I found being an unabashed cumdump be both liberating and empowering. I've already written a date on my calendar for my next event and can't wait to do it again. During the event I learned a number of lessons. I thought I'd pass them along to you. Ignore or utilize as your discretion. 1. Skip the Blindfold -- It's inconvenient and in the way. Blindfolks make it hard to keep track of your poppers, phone, etc. The tops didn't seem to find it erotic or care whether I wore it. As I see it, the major advantage of a blindfold is for those who might otherwise shy away from some of the tops. For these bottoms a blindfold makes it easier to do a "no loads refused" event. It's overkill for those of us for whom appearance and body type are not issues. (I suppose the sensory aspect of not being able to see was fun, but only mindly so. I didn't miss it at when I ditched the blindfold halfway through the event.) 2. Don't bother advertising on BBRT. The site isn't quite dead, but it's dying. Maybe in a city you'd do okay. In the burbs it's pretty dead. A week-long ad resulted in one additional visitor to my event. In retrospect it wasn't worth it. I won't bother with it next time around. 3. Make sure your ad has a line about "no loiterers" - you're going to have them. Be polite but firm, and request they head on. Dangle the possibility of a private 1-on-1 with them the next week, even if you're not serious about it. I had two loiterers each of which spent 90-120 minutes with me and cost me precious "recruiting" time. I might have gotten a few more loads if they'd politely left when they were done. Saying they're recharging isn't an excuse to hang out for endless cuddling. 4. Cut and paste. Many of the guys who signed up for the party on Sniffies didn't see the room number in the event chat. I got a lot of messages from registered people asking for it. Having a cut/paste response saved me a lot of typing. It had the hotel name, room #, instructions to come right into the room, my current load count, and the like. Side note: for some reason my phone kept erasing the "paste material" in memory while I used Sniffies. I wound up writing it in my phone's Notes app and repeatedly copying it back into memory from that. 5 - Hand towels and wipes were appreciated by the tops. 6 - Expect multiple positions. Even though my ad said I'd be "face down, ass up", I spent little time in that position. The tops flipped me into every position imaginable. Expect them to do the same to you. If you truly want to do a limited set of positions, say so in your ad. (Personally, I loved telling me something was their favorite position. Then I made gave it my best effort to make it the best fuck they'd ever experienced.) 7 - Post status updates. On Sniffies I posted updates on how the party was going. I posted them both within the group chat, and in the general "area chat" function. I'd periodically update my load count. 3... 6... 10... 12... 15... and finally 18 (where the event finished). Guys were cheering me on in messages. And some came to the party specifically because they were so aroused at the increasing number and wanted to be a party of the fun. It was a great form of advertising, attracted a few more tops, and required little time and effort. Not to mention I like the cheers people messaged me. I'm an exhibitionist. I get extremely turned on by cheers from an audience. 8 - Expect to be fetishized -- reflect the thought. I'm 54 years old, short, balding, and dumpy looking. In my day-to-day life I get little sexual attention from gay men. Even on the apps I don't get a lot of attention. Some, but not much. Yet as soon as I started recruiting guys for my pump and dump, suddenly I attracted a status I haven't experienced in years -- that of sex symbol. Guys were messaging me asking me about my bottoming experiences, what's the most number of loads I'd ever taken, how many I expected to take that my group, etc. Some of these are guys were just getting off on dirty talk, but some were genuinely aroused by the idea of fucking a cumdump. And some of these guys came to my party and cheered me on. I was also surprised how many people complimented my body. Like so many gay men I have severe body issues and dislike how I look. I especially don't like my ass. A boyfriend 30 years and 60 lbs. ago told me I had a "poofy rear", a comment for which I never forgiven or forgotten. Imagine my surprise when tops started telling me about my "fat ass". I was mortified at first and said nothing even though he meant it as a compliment. By the time the fifth top was telling me how hot it was to fuck my fat ass, I realized I was being fetishized. What's a bottom cumdump to do? I listened for whatever phrases they were saying -- sometimes about me, sometimes about themselves, and I'd reflect it right back at them. "You like fucking that fat ass, don't you?" "Yeah, fuck that cummy hole. You have no idea how much cum you're dipping into." And in one case a top kept talking about his "thick Puerto Rican dick", so I began echoing that back. "Fuck that Puerto Rican dick of yours is thick! Fuck me harder!" I have my own thoughts and ideas that turn me on, but I didn't express them. By echoing theirs I caused the tops to get all the more excited and to blow their loads more quickly. Which means I can get on to the next top sooner. That's what a pump and dump is all about, isn't it? Quantity over quality. Echoing it helps. 9 - End a pump and dump when you still want more. In chemistry, a "limiting reagent" is the ingredient that is consumed first in a reaction. Once it's consumed the reaction comes to an end. In a pump and dump, this could be: - Tops - Time - Your body (either your ass tapping out, or becoming too hungry/thirsty/tired) - Losing the goodwill of the hotel (ie; being shut down) These are somewhat related. The more time you have, the more tops you can attract, and the more likely your body will reach its limit. In my case I feared my ass would give out on me, but I've done a fair bit of slutting it up at sex parties in NYC lately so I was hopeful I'd be fine. Sure enough, I was. When I finally left my ass was sore but still wanting more. What ultimately happened is I ran out of time. I had planned to close up at 8pm, but decided to go a bit longer (9:30) because I had a loiterer who was trying to recruit tops for me. Even if he had been successful (see #10 below), my body was rapidly wearing out. I hadn't eaten much before the event and I wasn't staying hydrated. I used Cialis which always makes my head spin. Also, my event expired on Sniffies which made it difficult to attract tops. It didn't help that someone posted another nearby Pump and Dump on Stiffies using almost identical text from my ad. (I hope the tops ripped him a new hole for it.) Anyway, it was time to go. I still wanted more, but was happy with how it turned out. That's a successful event in my book. 10 - Be wary of someone who tries to recruit additional tops at the last minute. Lots(!) of guys will want to watch other guys fucking you. If they want to bring a friend, great! Two guys who came to my event were occasional fuck buddies. They made out while I blew one and the other fucked me... often swapping roles with me always in the center. It was fun. What wasn't fun was one of the loiterers who pulled out his phone and went on Grindr to recruit nearby guys to come fuck me. The loiterer wasn't very attractive, and he started inviting anyone nearby to come fuck me. The guys had very little idea what was going on, weren't aware this had been a pump and dump, and often had wildly different agendas. Some were countering him with requests to be paid to drop by. Others were asking endless questions. The only person who showed up took one look at us and made a lame excuse about forgetting poppers in his car before leaving. I told the loiterer that he wouldn't be back. He disagreed as he believed the line about getting poppers. I told him to watch and see. Sure enough, a moment later there was the roar of a car and then he drove off. I figure he either didn't remotely like the way we looked, or he was thinking of robbing me and decided not to do so since there were two of us. After this fiasco I asked him not to recruit anyone else. I exempt experienced "Sherpas" who plan pump and dumps from this advice. I also exempt anyone who is recruiting a friend or playmate to drop by. But if someone is trying to recruit random strangers, it's not likely to end well and will probably waste your time and focus when you least want to waste them. ----- That's my ten points of advice. Sorry I write so much, but I wanted to repay the favor for the next geek who does research for his initial pump and dump. PS, That's a photo of my ass after the pump and dump. PPS, My next event will be Nov 14. If you're in New Jersey and want to drop by, let me know. :)

How about cum and urine stained panties I never washed after wearing it to cruising area and let men take turns use me, condom optional.

I was in a booth to suck threw a gh, and this kid came into my booth, we made out, he had me suck next cock that cane threw, but pin me and fuck me bb, just spit, was rough, shot alot, hole hurt and damage for days ( was thick torpedo dick) hurt like shit, but i came and left happy& even worried i rub my sore hole happy

Fantastic

Very interested in this.

What a fucking hot thought!!!

omg cum kissing is the second best turn on. Second only to load inside my hole.

Love a hot load leaking out of me!

Great writing man, really see the charachters and situations unfirilling. Jacob is one lucky man.