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I think the expectation that I pulled out is unrealistic. He would be wise to express pain to me. If he just says "stop", sadly a lot depends upon how he utters those words.

Raw is law... once a man starts fucking me, he should never pull out until he cums deep inside of me, unless he wants to cum all over my face. His choice.

Yes sir, Right on 😵

Can I cum too mike?😵

Hi, I'll have a layover at Pearson in a couple of weeks and a few hours to spare. There are two things I’ve been hoping to do during that time. First, I’m definitely looking to have some fun — ideally get thoroughly bred, if the opportunity arises. Second, I'd love to finally check out a bathhouse. I’ve never been to one before, and honestly, I’ve been a bit nervous about going alone. I’m 30, Asian, and open-minded. I’m also open to exploring with a fellow bottom or a top who’d be down to accompany me — whatever feels right in the moment.

*This* is the way.

Thanks for the concern. It's always a little risky, but my building has a security desk, so that tends to keep the bad ones away. I wouldn't mind having a guy there to keep things flowing. Or a guy who wants to host me and whore me out.

Fuck yeah

That's hot!

Visiting Maspalomas in Sep, staying in Don Miguel. Anyone else gonna be around? 😈

They are just goals! Love to read more about them, their live, their sex and ther poz escapades.

I have the kind of cock that wakes me up with a hard on every day. Not bad for 57. It’s also the type that produces a good amount of cocksnot and cheese… and if I don’t cum because I have been busy, it’s stays hard if I decide to wear a cock ring to bed. I unfortunately have to take daily showers, as my job as a massage therapist requires me to get close up. I have been getting hints from a fuckbuddy who wants to spend time with me, at the gay nude campground near Montreal. He lives for man smells, and I will be ordering him to not take showers for the four days we are going to be there, fucking, eating his pits and ass, leaving teeth marks on his nipples…might even buy a new bottle of poppers for the occasion.

To be honest, I think that understates the sheer idiocy of our current Government....

I’m very upfront with a bottom when I’m topping. I do NOT use condoms so if you want me to fuck you, I will be breeding your hole. I shoot huge loads and I don’t pull out!

In motel. Can host

Dear Diary, It’s been just over 2 years since I first wrote. I still don’t have a libido on the norm. I still have little interest in anything sexual, and often find myself feeling unattracted to not just women, but also men. Except… that isn’t exactly true is it? You see it occurred to me that everytime I get close to a poz load, suddenly I have libido for a week or two. Everytime there is any possibility of my actions result in me becoming a poz guy - I am frantic, horny, and filled with desire. It’s not that I don’t have a libido. It’s that the thought of becoming poz and spreading my gift to others has overwhelmed my sexuality. Permanently it seems. Like Stan himself has his hands around my throat, and boy he knows I like it. I havn’t had a decent boner in weeks, but writing this far my cock is harder than steel it feels. The already existing metal embedded in my dick feels as though it’s going to tear through, my senses have been ignited once more. I had a theory, and I tested it. Turns out, I do have a libido, and it’s for one thing. Becoming a poz dude who has plans to share. Turns out, I’m really messed up in the head. It just so happens, I am addicted to the darkness. And it scares me sometimes, because I don’t just like it… I don’t just love it. I gotta have it. These small towns in the Midwest are like sanctuaries, where the only cock I can find is a clean little pink one. Where’s the big brown ones? The tan ones? The dark ebony? And most of all… WHERE is the god damn danger, and why hasn’t it found me yet. I’ve tried. And this is the part Stan knows - I’m addicted. His plan got me. I am so addicted, I don’t want any dick that ain’t sick. Until next time. (Please note I do not worship Stan, please don’t reach out to me for this)

Hey im a cumdump sissy that needs filling up in the UK. Anyone want my holes x

So after my hotel fuck it was my last night in Gran Caneria. So to go out in style it was a night of wearing just my jock in Construction ass up in the dark orgy area. I always position myself on the corner of a bed one leg up one down as I found it opens me more and my feet don’t get in the way for the top! it didn’t take long for anon cock one to come and use me. Like all sex clubs at the start of the evening guys fuck but stop just before they cum so they can play much longer. Not worried that they do as just getting used is fun. a couple of guys cum early. That was good too as it saves on using my lube. There was 2 of us lined up on the fuck bed , the guy next to me was very vocal. Suddenly I heard him going non non too big. Luckily the guy just pulled out moved over and ploughed into me. And yes he was fucking massive I had been used by about 15 guys by then so was quite loose but he stretched me wider n deeper still. I was in heaven, he could tell and just got rougher and rougher. Not sure how long he was going for but it was ages and we had a crowd, eventually he roared and cum flooding me out I needed a break so went and jumped in the sling. I had noticed no one had really used a guy in the sling on a previous trip. I was wrong tonight as this cute guy came over n started to finger my slimy hole. Before I knew it his fist was sliding in and out. Again we got a crowd watching as he punished my hole for ages. When he had had enough a slap on the arse and he walked off. I went to get out but was pushed back in as the crowd decided it was time to fuck my loose hole. Who was I to object I just laid back and enjoyed it collecting the cum from everyone I could. I have no idea how many I took across the whole evening but knew after the sling session it was time to go as it was an early flight that day and I needed to sleep. I climbed into bed at 0230

It happened more often when I was younger. I learned early on that 69, while everyone likes to talk about it, joke about is, want it, for me it was kind of a let down. Hell it's fun for sure but the way my brain is wired I'm all about giving pleasure 69 if sensory over load and makes it hard for me to totally concentrate on their pleasure so it actually takes away from my pleasure. I much prefer one at a time that way I can concentrate on giving the absolute best head possible. I've found the same is true when getting spit roasted, I love having a cock in both ends but after a bit, as much as I LOVE sucking cock, I have to give up and put my head down, ass up and enjoy the fuck I'm getting. LOL the curse of being a faggot who likes to please others.

Anyone who’s asking you to pull out needs their head examined!

I've mentioned before how I love hooking up with married/attached guys, cheating or other wise. Yesterday had the pleasure of breeding a married guy with 3 other guys. The guy is a cuck, his wife arranged for a friend of hers to peg him, but she had to find a few guys to fuck him as well. Normally I like to bottom but a little group action is a reason to top. One of the other tops is married and was cheating, the other two guys were into women relationaly but liked cock and ass now and then. Cuck was on the bed, on his hands and knees sucking me while two of the guys took turns fucking him. I was almost 2x as big as either of them. After 20 min or so I got up and wanted a go. Lubed up and the hostess told me to mount him. I slide in slowly but went all the way balls deep. Cuck moaned and was uncomfortable. I slowly pulled out and started to slowly fuck him with full strokes. After a few balls deep thrusts he tapped out. I pulled out, everyone gave him shit for not being able to take a good sized cock. After a min or so I went back in, this time with half thrusts. Finally left my load in him, not balls deep but in far enough. After me the pegging began. He was sucking #4 while getting pegged, soon enough #4 said he was close and wanted to fuck him, unless he wanted to swallow his load, cucky wanted to swallow so he got fed a load while he had a decent sized dildo in his ass. Wasn't a wild crazy sex gang bang but was a fun mid day session.

You gotta do it!

I would love to participate. I have the impression I was a good sucker before but now I get so eager to be fucked I became an awful sucker. Pls, help hehhehehe

It's lock and load when mt cock goes into a hole.. that's told before!

To the winters that are bitter cold. James and I decided to end things, three weeks into dating. He sent me a text, asked if I could come over for a chat. It sounded serious, and I had a feeling something like this was coming. So I showed up. And sure enough—he said that even though he enjoyed dating me these last three weeks, he didn’t feel any romantic attraction, and he thinks we should stop seeing each other. To be honest, it did come as a surprise. Sure, I didn’t feel a strong romantic connection either, but I always figured this was one of those slow burn types of love— the kind where you slowly get to know each other over time, where love happens organically, not the love-at-first-sight kind, or the kind that keeps the spark raging through the honeymoon period. But I guess, I was wrong. I told him how grateful I was, for him being a beautiful chapter in my life. And we parted ways with grace. At home, in bed, I am thinking about the chapters that are closing in my life. The chapter I had working with Michelin. The chapter with my massage course. And now, the chapter closing with James. It makes me feel like I’m standing in the rubble of everything coming down. And I look around me, and behind me— I’m not alone in this. Because behind me are my friends. My family. All there to support me. And Michelin? Always welcoming me back with open arms if I ever choose to take that route again. I look at all the crumbling towers in front of me, the chapters that have closed— and all I see are opportunities for bigger, better structures. And it fills me with excitement. Because I have no idea where this next chapter will lead. Winter is coming for me. It’s a season of life that’s full of hardship— but that’s also where I thrive. So I’m looking forward into the future. Not with sadness. Not with despair. But with excitement. And because I’m human, a little bit of nervousness too.