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After my hole was used in a day-long fisting session on Friday, it needs time for recreation. However, as I am always horny, I needed sex. Luckily, on of my regular fuckbuddies texted me that he was in searching mode. I was busy and still tired so we agreed on talking later. 1-2 hours later I asked him if he found anybody but he was unlucky because it was Sunday late in the evening. I was still horny, so I jumped in my car and in 30 minutes my tongue was deep in his hole. He really loves how I eat his ass. We fucked for almost two hours with some short breaks. I was close to come many times but somehow I couldn’t. But he could and pulled my head close to his dick and shot all his loads onto my face. His jizz covered my face, it leaked even from my ear. I cleaned his cock and felt like I also would have come.

I don't use poppers, have never "needed" them.

5 oral, 23 anal

No shame in anyone's kink man, I agree with the sentiment you started here with. I think it's awesome that people have so many different things that turn them on. I'm not opposed to getting fucked in a public bathroom chained to a toilet, leaned against the wall, whatever. I've enjoyed in the past. The cleaning thing isn't for me though. One reason is that I find bottom/subs much more usable and valuable when they're not vomiting or battling a UTI...and they definitely look better when they don't have bacterial skin infections. And unless I want the same outcomes as the sub, I'm not gonna be able to use them until that stuff clears up, cuz I'll get it and end up in the same position. Also, the chemicals they use to clean public restrooms (and the chemicals constantly time control released in urinals and toilets) are both caustic (burn) and I imagine could cause some internal bleeding, respiratory issues, etc. It's definitely for me than being in a group and getting pissed on/in by a dude or a group. That's fresh. I'm always reluctant to swallow piss cuz it makes my stomach upset and then I can't fuck.

I just love the high of poppers and how much they enhance the sexual pleasure when I’m either topping or bottoming. It’s amazing how much my pussy can relax when I’m getting bred by a hung top. Same when I’m going down on a huge cock when deepthroating. Poppers are common around where I live on west coast California

Knowing the thoughts and feelings of each participant gives readers further insight into how each guy is handling every breeding. These perspectives draws readers into the scene of the Competition as observers. I really like this approach that @Tanbbottom takes, and it takes skill to tell each angle of the narrative while progressing the story forward. Not surprisingly, Ali started off wondering why he put himself in the Competition, and now, he is praising his decision and is "all in" on having gay sex and getting bred. This proves that denial of sex with others only makes the first sex interaction so much more intense and overwhelming. Let us see how far Ali goes to "satisfy" his "thirst" for gay sex. Felix has approached his participation like one would expect. He is using his experience to come out on top in the Competition. We will find out if this "advantage" will carry Felix to the winner's spot. (I am not so sure that it will.) Ashley's thoughts and feelings are truly telling. He is resenting his bf (Ben) on many different levels. He even sees him in the audience joyfully smiling and happy as stallions (whom both believe are toxic) breed Ashley. If their relationship is to survive after the Competition, Ashley must get bred by Alejandro and become poz, so Ben can be bred and turn toxic as well. From what we know, Ben is the true chaser here and has a plan to get pozzed by Ashley. Even if Ben's plan comes to fruition, their relationship is on shaky ground. Finally, we get a gifter's perspective and it is contrary to what most of us believe--that is gifters are out to breed any negative guy. Alejendro is toying with his options as to the pros and cons of each mare. We get insights into his weighing/evaluating each bottom. I am most interested in this perspective because of my chaser status. I am eager to find out who gets Alejandrp's toxic load, and if that mare is successfully pozzed.

Def always got poppers with me bros Cruisy parks n mensroom usually don’t got my phone, def don’t got no condoms or lube, only bring poppers

As the title says I finally gave in and got my ass fucked. It was about a week before Christmas 2025 and I was having a few drinks at home and just was feeling so horny and my ass just had this hunger I couldn't ignore anymore. So after building up some courage and getting cleaned out I decided to go to a sauna in the city and put my ass up in a dark room. It was only about 15mins of waiting before I felt a hand on my ass and someone asking do I wanna get fucked. I then took a big hot of my poppers and said fuck yea, please fuck me. It felt so hot and dirty getting fucked in a dark room like that, I kept begging him for it, deeper and harder. I can't believe how slutty I was sounding. Now that the initial post nut clarity has gone away I can't stop thinking about it and wanting to try it again.

I don't use poppers when getting fucked. Getting fisted, they definitely help.

I wish there were a discord for guys who are cumdumping where you could go during a session and post live updates while taking loads and see other guys doing the same

I don't. The majority of guys I meet with and top don't use them either. Maybe they're a bigger thing in the US?

I think this one has the makings of carrying on beyond one more chapter. Keep it going if at all possible. It's one of the best that I've read recently.

I grew up in the country and went to a small school that was a combined junior and senior high school. When we had our intro to this new school they told us that we needed jockstraps for gym class. I had no idea what those even were, but as soon as I found out and put one on, I discovered they were the sexiest thing I could have ever imagined, and I've been turned on by them ever since. Needless to say they were often boner inducing. Because we had a small school, there was no pool, so swimming was not part of the curriculum. But the showers after class I remember well. At first I was very nervous about this but when I finally realized that showering withy my classmates would give me the opportunity to see every single one of them in a fill 360 view that I had privately fantasized about, naked, I was ALL in. I didn't rush my showers, and in retrospect neither did a great many of them. I secretly think there were a few that rather enjoyed the adoration. I memorized every guy from top to bottom and all the way around, filling my spank bank to overflowing with images that If I close my eyes today I can still see clear as day. Those showers were definitely what opened the floodgates of sexual awareness for me. They also helped me to feel OK about myself and how I stacked up against others my age.

My 14 year old nephew doesn’t have to shower after gym either. I guess it is better to die from inhaling too much AXE spray. I guess we don’t want to hurt anyone’s fragile ego, or make them the least bit uncomfortable. Apparently, some school gym showers are now individual cubicals. In my opinion, that’s ridiculous.

This is such a fucking hot story!!! Makes me wanna travel to the US and hitchhike with some evil truckers so badly 🥵

Damn I’m jealous too!

We didn't have to shower in gym class.... But after football practice was way better anyway.. half the guys still wore jockstraps... great man musk and balls and pits after practice and the showers and great views.

Thanks it's even looser and slopier now. I'm JaredEriksonXXX on X and Bluesky if you want to see my slack ass in action and how ruined from constant use it is.

GAME ON (part VI) Character review; Alejandro: only toxic stallion Felix: sex worker mare. Ashley: Twink mare. Ali: Iranian Cub mare. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Alejandro’s thoughts: From the moment the competition started my mind was consumed by a few thoughts. 1. Who did I want to try and convert? At first, I was certain I would focus on Felix. Although I never pay for sex, I have tremendous respect for people who choose this oft misunderstood and maligned profession. To me they are the ultimate inspiration for sex positivity. To be willing to do his work with the ongoing risk of becoming poz showed his commitment to pulling out all the stops. I’d also heard he was homeless and of the three was probably the most in need of the prize money. 2. How could I not betray my poz status with an obvious display of holding back from fucking the other two? I would need to participate actively enough to not draw attention to myself yet not fuck ‘til close to midnight. My best strategy was to suck all three cocks and let them suck me a lot and hope that no one noticed. 3. Could I time it to win the prize for breeding closest to the stoke of midnight? After a half hour I was convinced, Ashley would be my victim for conversion. I wasn’t usually drawn to twinks, especially twinks with such a feminine character. But Ben his boyfriend was just so fuckin cute, not to mention my admiration for his spunk and determination to change his partner/lover’s mind. If I knocked Ashley up there was no doubt Ben would be knocked up with my Poz DNA strain. How hot would that be! By the end of the next half our Ali was in my crosshairs! Cubs are my favorite turn on. Their hairy bodies and young age just get me so fuckin horny. That this top started the game as a virgin and if I succeeded would be knocked up on his first night out of the gay sex gate was the icing on the cake. The MC was correct, a virgin gay man at 24 was almost impossible to believe, but such a cute sexy, inocent face couldn’t lie. Besides I had been the first cock he’d ever sucked, again hard to believe because he’d been such a natural, why not follow that up with being the first toxic load he was bound to chock up now that he had burst through the active sex gate with such abandon? Each half hour or so I found myself totally changing my mind. By quarter past eleven I was more confused than ever and wishing I could just knock all of them up. How was I going to make my decision? At least by holding off fucking any of them my heavy makeup camouflaging my biohazard tattoo had not been disturbed. With half an eye to the crowd I was pretty certain no one had cottoned onto my strategy. Felix thoughts: My asses’ years of professional experience was working well in my favour. I was taking three loads to one bred into the twink. It wasn’t quite two to one with the cub, but at least by my count I was ahead of him at 11 p.m.. I just had to keep up with his popularity for one more hour. My bloody ass hurt more and more all the time but being a pro I knew I could ride through the discomfort. Besides there was the odd cock and breeding that were pure perfection. Most of the guys finished in me and took advantage of my willingness to accept ass to mouth. I was ravenous for the salty metallic taste of my ass juice, blood and the soup of cum I was cleaning off each spent cock. But that said, not all were spent, a couple guys fucked and bred me twice, and one guy was already up to spewing his third load into me. All in all, I was having a great time! Ashley’s thoughts: Why the fuck did I allow Ben to talk me into this? We were only ¾ of an hour into the game and already my ass was on fire despite the copious amount of lube I demanded. I had only received two loads, and although it was impossible I was sure they were both toxic. The two guys that had been in my ass were not trolls, but neither were they guys I would choose to have fucking let alone breeding me. This third guy was total troll, ugly face, ugly huge pot belly, pasty pale complexion; and he certainly didn’t know how to fuck worth a tinkers damn. Why was he lasting so fuckin long? Please god, or Stan, or whoever, don’t let him try to stay in me until the stroke of midnight. That’s when he finally did blast off in me. He pulled out and moved from my ass to my mouth. It was all I could do to keep from vomiting on the piece of meat in my mouth. Meanwhile my ass was filled by another mediocre dad bod. I may have pulled the first straw for sling. My luck wasn’t lasting for men and loads. Ben wasn’t picking up on my discontent; he just kept cheering me on. Ali’s thoughts: My heart was soaring, my body was full of pleasure and joy, and my brain was full of gratitude to Allah for giving me this unique calling. Why had I avoided it for so long? But then the holy scrips assured us that most saints took a long time to relent and accept their unique gift of service. I could picture the volume of cum growing in my gut and thanked each contributor as he withdrew from my sacred cavity. When I noticed the sex worker, Felix?, cleaning cocks after, I began to offer similar service to my stallions. Oh yeah, SUCING COCK! What a unique and special experience. When the second cock was fucking me, a handsome middle-aged man placed his big cock by my mouth. At first, I didn’t take the clue. I just drank in the beauty of his organ with my eyes. Then a pearly drop appeared at his slit and my tongue instinctively licked it off. It tasted wonderful, and the head felt so wonderfully firm yet spongy that my lips just wrapped around. His hand was firmly planted on the top of my head and he pushed till my head moved forward and his erection slid smoothly down my throat. It felt as amazing as the raw cock pushing into my ass. When it was passing my tonsils, I feared I would gag and wretch, yet again instinctively I just opened my throat and welcomed this magnificent tool deeper into my esophagus. After three or four equally deep thrusts he pulled out of my mouth saying he needed to stop before I ‘brought him over the edge.’ I quickly learned with the next face fucking cock what he meant. After about ten deep thrusts my mouth started filling with the most wonderful sticky sensation and taste. I didn’t know what else to do but swallow. Soon the man was yanking his cock from my mouth complaining it was too sensitive as I tried to keep him from leaving so I could suck out every drop. By the 11 p.m. signal I had gulped down three more loads of cum. I was so engaged and having such a good time that Allah’s calling for me to accept the HIV infection totally escaped my thinking. I was just so grateful to be given such pleasurable holy work. I wasn’t even focused on giving my parents and religious teacher my middle finger, I was fully focused in the moment and the anticipation of more cum whether in my mouth or ass.

I always thought the tops would never have to lower anything, that you could fuck who ever you wanted

yeah, stairs are not an option, and no bath house (baltimore) 😞 I think I'll just have to switch it to an open invite but I'll have to get the guys from downstairs, which is...a different vibe 😞

We need to set up a South Carolina group of guys and meet once a month at a motel.