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The steam in the Sydney sauna was a fucking fog, a wet blanket that smelled of bleach, sweat, and raw cock. My own dick was rock-hard, leaking precum as I prowled the dark maze, looking to be used. The gloryhole corridor was my target. A fucking cattle chute for anonymous dicks, and I was the hungry calf ready to be fed. I dropped to my knees to on the sticky floor of the cubicle, my mouth already watering. The first one to poke through was nothing special, a bit of a pencil dick. I choked it down anyway, slobbering all over it, but he was a coward, pulling out before he could give me what I wanted. Same for the next two. Fucking teases, getting my hopes up with a mouthful of meat and then disappearing. I was getting impatient, my jaw aching for a real challenge. Then he arrived. It wasn’t a cock; it was a fucking weapon. It pushed through the hole like a prow of a ship, impossibly thick, a monster of a dick. The head was buried under a massive, fleshy hood of foreskin, a perfect sheath of skin I immediately wanted to violate. I had to fucking unhinge my jaw to get it in my mouth, my lips stretched so tight they felt like they’d split. It was a challenge, a glorious, gag-inducing challenge. The sheer weight of it on my tongue was enough to make me moan. I thought about what this beast would do to my ass, how it would split me wide open, and I almost shot my own load right there. I sucked him like a fucking demon, my throat burning, until he let out a muffled roar and flooded my mouth. His first volley slammed against my tonsils, but he yanked back, and the rest of his hot, thick spunk hosed my face, ropes of it landing on my forehead and cheek. I looked like a fucking glazed donut, and I loved it. The fourth was a desperate, frantic fucker. He just rammed his hard, uncut prick through the hole and started pistoning into my face. No finesse, just raw need. I braced myself and took it, letting him use my throat like a fleshlight. He grunted once, hard, and his cock jerked, pumping a surprisingly sweet, watery load straight down my gullet. A direct deposit. Fucking hot. The last one was another disappointment, a beautiful cock that got hard and then just fucking left, blue-balling me through a wall. Just as I was about to get up, he walked by. Young, Chinese, with a smooth, tight body that looked like it was made for sin. He had this nervous energy, but his eyes were hungry. Our gazes locked, and I knew. I beckoned him with a crooked finger, and he followed me into an empty cubicle. I locked the door, sealing us in the small, hot, dark space. I immediately dropped and swallowed his cock. It was perfect—medium-sized, uncut, and rock-fucking-hard. I worshipped it, pulling back his foreskin with my teeth and tonguing the hell out of his slit, tasting his salty precum. But his ass was calling to me. I pushed his legs up, exposing his hole. It was fucking perfect—a tight, pink little star, completely smooth and hairless. I buried my face in his crack, my tongue finding his pucker immediately. I ate his ass like a starving man, licking, sucking, and tongue-fucking his sweet boycunt until he was whimpering and writhing on the mattress. His hole was slick with my spit, quivering and ready. I sucked my index finger until it was dripping wet and pressed it against his entrance. He opened up like a fucking flower. I slid it in to the knuckle, feeling his hot, tight channel clamp down on me. I found his prostate and started milking it, curling my finger and rubbing that little nut inside him while I went back to sucking his beautiful dick. That was it. He lost his fucking mind. His whole body went rigid, his back arching off the filthy vinyl. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” he cried out. I sealed my mouth over the head of his cock just as his balls tightened. He erupted, his thick, hot jizz blasting into my mouth, so much of it that it overflowed, spilling down my chin and onto my chest. I kept my finger buried deep in his ass, feeling him convulse and spasm, his boycunt milking my finger as he drained his balls into my greedy mouth. When he was done, he was a panting, sweaty mess. I cleaned him up with my tongue, licking every last drop of cum from his softening dick and his sensitive hole. He gave me a dazed look and stumbled out of the cubicle. I stayed there for a minute longer, my face a fucking mess of cum from three different men, the taste of ass and spunk thick in my mouth, my own cock throbbing and desperate for release. It was a fucking perfect afternoon.

Well this past weekend was one of the best days I ever had. I got to spend the entire day with Daddy who I always write about so much. This was a rare occurence and it was for a special reason. I got over to his place very very earlier in the morning. I already cleaned out the night before..oh right I did play the night before I got fucked once and bred and fucked and bred a few. We decided that I'd clean up at his place so we wouldn't waste any time. I crawled into bed with my sexy Daddy and we kissed and made out and cuddled. It was very very early in the morning so we both dozed off to sleep him holding me. We woke up a few times and we were both horny. He fucked me a few times while I was laying on my side and he also fucked me on all fours. He fucked me on my back and in a few other positions as well. We dozed off and went back to sleep. We woke up again and knew that we had to get moving. I was clean when he fucked and bred me but that didn't stop me from cleaning more and making sure I was fully prepared for the day ahead. After I got prepared and was ready we headed out. We got some coffee and a little breakfast snack. And then the main event for the day began. We BOTH headed to the bath house. We got a great welcoming when we got there. We both went down to the playroom. My Daddy saw another sexy mustached furry Daddy and lightly and very casually brushed his ass. The man took notice and looked at both of us. My Daddy was on his knees sucking the hot mustached Daddy. I was playing with his nipples and the man was grunting and his dick was getting harder. We then switched and I was sucking the mustached Daddy's big cock while my Daddy was making out with him. He asked my Daddy if I bottom and of course my Daddy told him I did. Afterall I was wearing sexy underwear with the ass exposed. I got on the fuck bench and the mustached Daddy spit on my hole and started to push his cock in me. His cock was big and it was stretching my hole and I loved every moment of it. I took a hit of poppers and my Daddy's cock was right in front of me. Sucking Daddy while the mustached Daddy was fucking me incredibly hot. I was moaning and whimpering while my ass was being fucked bareback and sucking my Daddy. It also made me more relaxed and horny. It wasn't long before I heard the mustached Daddy shouting and he shot a huge load in me. It was a big load and I loved being filled by him. After he pulled out my Daddy immedietely pushed his hard wet Daddy cock covered in his puppy's saliva in my hole. He started grunting and growling while fucking me. His cock was fucking hard and he fucked me until he shot a huge load in me. I was happy to have a load from Daddy back in me again. Daddy pulled out and I licked and sucked his cock. Another guy came over a muscle guy with a huge long dick. I wasn't really trying to be in a cum dump state but I figured I'm here might as well give it a shot. This man was really fucking rough with me. He fucked me for a bit and then pulled out he wasn't trying to cum. Me and Daddy decided to walk away from the group and take a breather. I got some water my Daddy did a great job at making sure I stayed hydrated all day and even at the baths he wanted to make sure I was hydrated. We went back to our room and Daddy fucked me on all fours and on my back and on my belly. We opened the door and some guys passed and looked on as Daddy was fucking me. We did a good bit of walking around and showed my Daddy the lay out of the place. We ran into some hot guys and my Daddy sucked a few guys and I sucked some guys and they sucked me. But I don't think I actually fucked anyone else I wanted to but some guys wanted only condoms or weren't prepped. My Daddy wanted to fuck a guy or two but they were floor models. There was a few hot times too when in the sauna I was sucking a guy and my Daddy was fucking me and breeding me in the sauna. Near the end of it my Daddy told me he fucked and bred me over 10 times. He was a bit wiped out so we napped in the room for an hour together. I woke up shortly before out nap ended hearing some guys fuck. We walked around a little more after and some more casual play with others but didn't end up fucking or getting fucked by others. I had a great time just being with my Daddy but the first guy we played with was the best experience. My Daddy has not seen me get fucked and bred by another man and him being to not only see that but be involved with his cock in my mouth and him fucking me after and adding another load. So fucking hot. I love a cock in my mouth when I'm getting fucked too helps me focus and relax more and just give in. After we left the baths we both did some shopping and had dinner. To end the night we went over to a fuck bud's place. He's a larger stocky bearded bear cub. We were both all over this bearded bear we were both swapping with making out with him, sucking his nipples or his cock. My Daddy fucked him and bred him. Afterwards I got him on his side and fucked him and bred him too. I rode his cock afterwards and my Daddy loved seeing me ride his cock. He was in a rush so we didn't stay long and he didn't cum. But we both put a load in his ass. It was a lot of fun and we all enjoyed it. It was an incredible day I got to spend with my Daddy. This was so rare but I hope it happens more in the future. I love how much of a slut we both are and how we keep finding ways to play in public with others.

That makes sense in some regards, but doesn’t really explain the factor of wanting to seek out someone you’re not sexually interested, but he raised a lot of good points with your comments

Is ther any Poz tops in the uk that's sill on here

I need a friend to play with cum and piss in. I eat pussy and ass.

I'm loving where this is going... and look forward to reading about Jordyn's treatment... or do we now just refer to it as the boifagbarbie or bfb? Great writing @thescribe730

Just so u know I’m useing talk text on iPhone there is a typo at the beginning I always find it funny they say thes are smart phones but then it ads things that u dont say that makes no sense in the sentence but u get the gist of what i was trying to say

I love you just clarify for everybody. I’m not talking about dating. OK I’m talking purely about guys who pursue men or I guess in some cases some women have this problem for even sexual hook ups not even emotional or relationship wise that they’re not really interested like a guy that you’ll see on Sniffies that you don’t wanna fuck but then still pursue them anyways because that literally makes no sense. I’m only going to talk to or show interest in someone that I’m interested in fucking does that make sense as opposed to someone I’m not interested in, but then I’m still gonna hit them up and try to get with them to only then later blow them off because I’m not really interested in them just to clarify.

Dan's inner slut is coming out full force I think. He is going to start letting strangers and friends fuck him like the gutter slut he was born to be.

The feeling of being used as a cum dump for the married guys i meet. The buzz of being bent over and used for their pleasure with zero fuss

i think many have responded to the question in the video title without watching the video. The video does not end with a definitive answer. The video raises a lot of points and questions in Harris' discussion of the topic with scholars who also reach different conclusions.

Gay culture has managed to refine the experience of pleasure and being desired. i think a lot of guys cognitively simplify sex down to 'just' pleasure, but i think the driving force is a combination of pleasure and wanting to be desired. One can get pleasure their self, but desire from another is missing. Hooking up gets both. i think (generally) men and women are wired differently when it comes to sex. i think men (more easily?) experience being desired during sex, and women perceive sex more like it's not their self that is being desired, but the pleasure they are giving. i think a lot of women have learned how to use sex to get other stuff they want and need. i think both are (sorta) getting what they want/need... the feeling of being desired, but they are getting it differently. Guys seem to be able to get that through multiple, simple connections ("hook ups"), whereas women seem to go for the same thing with one person ongoing. i know, this is way oversimplification of the complex. With women, things like babies factor in, as well as women historically being less socially powerful than men, so some women use sex in the power struggle, whereas some guys may not need or want that. i think with hook up sex, often what is being pursued is the intense feeling of being desired combined with pleasure, not some form of ongoing relationship. Maybe the question answers itself, guys are not interested in everything another guy may have to offer, just his cock or ass and his desire to use it. Then there are guys like me (and You? and others), who seem to have a different mix of both genders and want more or different than what a traditional woman wants or the type gay guy you describe.

Was spit roasted and bred by hot older gay couple!! So good!! Checked a big box on my bucket list.

Had my first three some with a hot mature gay couple. Got spit roasted and bred while sucking a hot cock!! I will be back for more!!

It's hard to tell; she'd be in the type of profession who knows though. As far as I can tell, having a large dick doesn't really get the person more sex automatically so I can't see why large dicked guys wouldn't be seeing pros.

Hope Jordyn gets to experience being owned - exposed and thus breaking up with the parents or ...

Maybe people who say "no cocks refused" or similar are more likely telling the truth? :O

idk if i'd call it a trend, but it seems more permissible? That maybe notions of beauty are becoming less central to attraction, that appearance is being modified as a reason to fuck? i think there's a lot that goes on with sex that remains unconscious or gets buried under the obvious pleasure that is derived. i think one of the drivers for gay sex is wanting to be desired... wanting to experience being desired by another guy. Desire can be felt intensely during sex. Being and feeling desired, i think, is a human need, i think it's at the core of "falling in love." i see hook up as a concise version of "falling in love," where we repeat the intense pleasure and affirmation in sex, over and over with lots of guys vs just one. But i think the root drive is similar to those looking for ltr with one person. Lots of sex with lots of guys gets the similar pleasure and affirmation that is traditionally sought in ltr. i think in hook up, the vehicle is less important than the destination. Though, we are all individuals still, so we're going to do things differently for infinite complex reasons. But i think there's also simple reasons behind some of our complexities. I.e., the gorgeous gym bodied, carefully crafted look is purposefully cultivated because that is that persons version of desirable. Depending on the need/desire of the moment, the package that the guy who responds with desire for him is wrapped in is less important than the actual desire. The "repugnant" guys repugnancy is less of a factor if he is carrying the requisite type of desire the gorgeous guy is craving. i think gay hook up culture has discovered? how to fill a need/desire at its most basic level.

Must have been hot tasting the sperm that made you.

Yeah, that's OCD. OCD sounds like a bad thing but that depends. It could be some benign behavior or it could be physically or emotionally damaging. If you want to stop, your doc can probably help either with meds or CBT (no, not THAT CBT) 🙂

Chapter 11 - New Game, New Rules That night he dreamed a new dream. He dreamed of Jerome. Jordyn was helpless, he wasn't sure if he was tied or not but he knew that he could not move or even make the decision to move. Jerome stood in front of him naked. His Big Black Cock was hard, beautiful but awesomely menacing. Potent with charged poz seed. There was a noise of voices behind him, male voices, but try as he might Jordyn could not see how many men were out there in the darkness. All he could tell from their voices was that they were coming closer. "About your last chance to use your brains here you dumb little faggot. Say the word and I'll take you home." Jordyn didn't know if he wanted to say the word, didn't know what the word was that he was meant to say even if he had done. He felt confusion and then in dream-logic realised that he was gagged, felt the plastic ball against his teeth. He couldn't speak even if he wanted to. Jordyn felt a warm flood of relief and pleasure surge through his whole body. He didn't have to worry about anything. His Owner would make sure that he got just what he wanted and deserved and that felt so good. So natural. So right. *** The lies were coming easier and easier. Cashing in on the years of being a good boy, exploiting their belief that they had successfully moulded him in their desired image. This time it had been that he had a study break today. He knew that he had to stay home. If he went out and his parents got back before him and found an unidentified letter addressed to him then they would open it - he knew that. He didn't want them to find out the truth that way. Especially after what he had been sent on his phone that morning. It was a video. Just a couple of minutes long, a montage of scenes. First there was himself leaving his house and getting into his car. Next he was talking to a couple of fellow students under the large sign of his Christian College. Then there was a grainy scene of himself on his knees on the asphalt behind the porn store. It looked like security cam footage and it looked like he was sucking the cock of the unidentifiable man there with him. He hadn't been but that didn't matter - it looked like he was. The last of the clips making up the montage was much clearer, much less explainable. Jordyn was front and center, naked and lying on a bed holding his legs up to expose his hole. The words of Jerome and his own answers came through the speakers. "Tell me what you want boy." "I want you to fuck me sir." A slight hesitation. "I want you to fuck me and breed me sir. I want you to knock me up." "Acting like a young man who needs to be turned out. You know what 'turned out' means fagboy?" "Yes sir. Please turn me out sir - give me or sell me to your friends. I want to be your boifag whore." Then a dark screen and a familiar voice. "You heard what the dumb little slut asked for. He's called Jordyn Myers but he's gonna be BoiFagBarbie. At the moment that hole is cherry and neg but it won't be for long. Those interested in getting the job done right well you know who to contact." That was all there was. He saw the clip had been sent to him and also to a group. How many contacts were in that group? How many people had seen that video? It was undeniable that it was him on the screen, his voice begging to be fucked and bred. What if someone he knew saw it? It would be perfect. The realization was sudden and stark. It was what needed to happen - but not yet. He hadn't earned it yet - but he would soon. Once his parents were out of the house he set to doing his exercises as Spice had directed. He wore some of the clothing that she had supplied him. Nothing ridiculously sissy but certainly faggy enough. Making him feel so good and so much more himself as he worked through his repetitions. The squats, bridges, leg lifts and more. Working on his core strength while leaving any possible muscle build up to his rear end alone. Firming and toning his bubble butt. He filmed himself all the way through and then sent it to Jerome. Perhaps he would cut some into the next video he sent out. Jordyn wanted the men to know just how hard he was working to make himself ready for them. Talking of which - he found his lube and the smallest of the toys Spice had given him. He explored his hole first with his fingers and then with the toy. All the while making sure he was front and center of his phone's camera lens. He was the star of this little show, finding positions where his face was visible, the motions of the toy into his hole matched by the little flapping movements of his balls and his cage. It felt less than great at first but he soon got into the rhythmn. He felt brave and switched up to the next largest toy. That was stretching him a little much and he began to gasp and pant with the sensations flowing through him. He began to chant words, almost unconsciously, as he fucked himself. "I need poz cock, I need poz cock, I need poz cock..." Kept saying the words, his eyes glazed and his cheeks flushed, as he built to his sissy-gasm, the cum dribbling out of his cage. He took a moment to get his breath and then glanced at the other, larger, toys Spice had sent him. He wasn't ready for them yet but he had time and soon he would be. He needed to take them all. So he would be ready for the men. So he would not embarrass his Owner. That clip was sent off to Jerome too. The postal delivery arrived but there was nothing for him. He was disappointed but it sort of made sense. There hadn't been much time for Jerome to get something in the post. Jordyn tried to get on with something but it was impossible - his mind was with Jerome, with the men watching his video. Would they be interested? How many? had they done this before and how often? He thought he knew the answers to all of those questions and they were incredibly exciting but also starkly terrifying. This was out of his own control now and he knew it. If he needed reminding then he had the large bruise on his butt cheek. You could just about make out the fingers. There was no bruise on his face despite the slap he had received there. That might have been luck but Jordyn didn't think so. He understood that his Owner had known just what he was doing. Jordyn had sorted himself something to eat before he glanced out onto the road and saw they had more mail. He immediately knew what had happened. His rules had been hand-delivered. Going out he found the envelope marked 'Jordyn BFB'. It was as well he had stayed home. That would surely have enticed his mother into opening it. She was every bit as nosey as she was puritanical. She also never failed to devise an 'appropriate' reason to justify her snooping. Anyway he opened it and read the covering note. 'You say your prayers boy? Well now you say these rules at least three times a day, more when you can. Video yourself each time and send each recording to me. J.' The rules were on another sheet of paper. Jordyn set his phone to record and then began to read them out loud. '1) My birth name is Jordan Myers. I now spell it J-O-R-D-Y-N at all times. My true identity is BoiFagBarbie and I am the property of Master Jerome.' '2) As the property of Master Jerome I will obey him in all things.' '3) As the property of Master Jerome I do not need to think. All important decisions will be made by Master Jerome and I will comply willingly without protest, argument or excuse.' '4) As the property of Master Jerome my body, my mouth and my boi pussy all belong to Master Jerome. To enjoy and to exploit as he and he alone decides.' '5) As the property of Master Jerome I will always appear at my best when in his presence or in the presence of his associates or clients, I will keep my body perfectly shaved and smooth. I will wear makeup as Master Jerome prefers and directs. If Master Jerome requires me to adjust my appearance I will do so without argument or protest. I understand that my appearance is important only in as much as it pleases Master Jerome.' '6) As the property of Master Jerome I will always dress to be at my most attractive and faggy when in his presence or in the presence of his associates or clients. When he orders me to wear a certain outfit I will wear it. When he dislikes any of my clothing I will destroy it. However he wishes me to dress I will do so without discussion or hesitation. I understand that my look and my body are of worth only in so much as they please Master Jerome.' '7) As the property of Master Jerome I will be available for his pleasure at any time and in any place he sees fit to use me. I will always make sure I am fresh and clean and prepared for whatever use he chooses to make of me.' '8) As the property of Master Jerome I will be available for the use of others at his discretion. I understand that as his property I will serve to the best of my abilities whoever Master Jerome lends or rents me to.' '9) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that the duration of his ownership will be decided by Master Jerome and only by Master Jerome My commitment to him is permanent and unlimited and cannot be ended other than by Master Jerome himself.' '10) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that I must obey all current rules without hesitation or limitation. I also understand that I must follow any further additional rules dictated by Master Jerome whatever their nature and content. I understand that any and all rules, whatever their nature and potential consequences, are designed to fulfil my sole purpose - the bringing of pleasure and / or profit to Master Jerome.' '11) As the property of Master Jerome I understand any major breach of the rules or repeated minor breach of the rules on my part will be taken as proof that I am unworthy to be the property of Master Jerome. I understand that being owned by Master Jerome is a privilege and not a right.' '12) As the property of Master Jerome I waive all rights to potential or possible future legal redress against Master Jerome or any associate of Master Jerome or any future owner to whom Master Jerome may hand me on or sell me.' '13) As the property of Master Jerome and understanding the full possible consequences of such I, JORDYN MYERS, unequivocally grant my unlimited consent to all and any actions, activities or consequences arising from my said status. I do so in the full knowledge that whenever my interests and the interests of Master Jerome conflict then the latter will always take precedence.' '14) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that any decision to pierce or permanently mark my body will be left solely to Master Jerome. When he decides to mark me he will chose the designs and locations of all such permanent markings.' '15) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that the use of all recreational and PNP drugs will be solely at the discretion of Master Jerome. I will not use without his permission. Should Master Jerome decide the use of such materials is appropriate then I will follow his directions without hesitation since my sole purpose is to be the best possible boi pussy for Master Jerome.' '16) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that men want to fuck my boi pussy bare. No condoms will ever be used in any circumstances.' '17) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that I exist solely for the pleasure of Master Jerome and those he lends or rents me to. No load of cum will ever be refused and I will never ask a man to pull out of my boi pussy under any circumstances. I will be used and will take all cum where and as Master Jerome orders or as those he lends or rents me to may desire.' '18) As the property of Master Jerome I understand that the decision for me to go onto PrEP or any other protection against infection with HIV is an important decision and so will be left solely to Master Jerome. I understand that Master Jerome's experience and status make him far better qualified to judge my needs and best interests in such matters. I further understand that Master Jerome has never yet felt such protection appropriate for his boi fags.' '19) I understand that Master Jerome orders me to be a true femboy and I also understand what that means - 19a) A true femboy's destiny is to be owned by real men. 19b) A true femboy's destiny is be a fucked up little slut. 19c) A true femboy's destiny is to be turned out. 19d) A true femboy's destiny is to take poz cum. 19e) A true femboy's destiny is to get knocked up. 19f) A true femboy's destiny is to be ruined for his Master's pleasure in all of the above ways and also in any other ways his Master decides may please his Master or his friends.' '20) I am Jordyn Myers - spelled J-O-R-D-Y-N - and I am BoiFagBarbie and I am a true femboy. I welcome all of my destiny. Please make it happen Master Jerome.' His throat was dry when he finished reciting it. The process of sight-reading had almost meant the words had flowed through his mind without him totally comprehending them but he had understood enough. Especially that last part. There was a notification from his phone and he saw an emoji indicating approval from that certain number. He felt a thrill of pride and realised his little pink clitty was once again pressing hard against the unyielding surface of his cage. There was a second copy of the rules enclosed with a place for his signature. Before he could re-read the rules, before the poor defeated self-protecting side of his brain could raise any protests, Jordyn had signed the second copy and placed it in the envelope. He put it into his bag and dropped it off at the porn store the following day. As time passed, as he chanted all of those words three times daily into his phone through four solid weeks, the nature of the little ritual changed. Firstly, he came to recognise the importance, the meaning and the weight of every single word. Secondly, he memorised those words until he didn't need the paper any more. He could chant that litany wherever and whenever he had a few moments. He didn't stop at only three times a day. If he had the chance he would chant it more - five, six, seven times as the opportunities arose. That seventh recital received the usual emoji in response but also a few precious words from Jordyn's Owner. "Dumb little sluts get what they deserve. The plans are in progress." There was that thrill of fear through his now honed and trained body but following on behind was the huge rush of sexual excitement. The combination that Jordyn felt might be better than any drug, Not that he knew much about drugs. Coming from his family he had seldom even drunk a glass of wine. At first the rule about drugs concerned him - just as when that old bastard on the forum had wanted to get him hooked on meth. With time though the concern quickly faded. His Master knew so much more about such things and besides when his Master wanted something... '2) As the property of Master Jerome I will obey him in all things.' All of those readings also had a more subtle effect. He knew the words by heart and with each recital he steadily came to understand that they weren't mere words. They were instead a rendition of how things really were. You couldn't question them any more than you questioned the sunrise or the sunset. They were just how it was in the new world he was exploring. Just as in his head space he was now Jordyn and not Jordan so he knew that he was really BoiFagBarbie and that BoiFagBarbie followed the rules without question, hesitation or indeed any need for thought at all. All of them and to the letter. That settled matters and he stopped worrying about such things. It was all quite simple. Master Jerome would decide and his BoiFagBarbie would obey. That was how it was and that was how it was meant to be.

I've been rejected because we hooked up before and they only do it once with the same person. I looked too young, too petite or not hairy. Met a guy that once he saw me in person claimed the pics I sent him weren't mine. Couple times I've had guys tell me over grindr that they can find better and few hours later come back begging to let them use my holes. Once I rejected a guy because he lied about his age. He claimed he was mid 50s but when he showed up he was much older and that was a complete turnoff. I've also rejected guys because they are just flat out stupid and behave like a child. I had a top that fucked me so good but one time he made me douche and stood me up. I gave him a second chance and he stood me up again. He reached out again and when I confronted him he became aggresive and defensive. He reached out multiple times after that but his attitude was such a turn off and I never saw him again. Similarly, I had a guy that was supposed to top but I made him cum from a bj. Right before he came he pushed my head and he spilled his load. I told him I wanted to swallow his load and he replied "that's nasty." Its been two years since then and he still reaches out to hook up again but his comment was such a turn off that I can't do it again. Don't make me do the job and deny me my reward...