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73 loads as of today. Double last yeas pace

It's funny, I've always considered myself gay. I once did a 4 way (me, two other guys, and a girl.) But I was repulsed by her. The guys told me she gave great head so I let her suck me. Couldn't keep it up. But I blew like a volcano when I saw one of the guys pull his condom covered dick out with his load hanging off the end. Now, I'm a bit more openminded about it. I still probably wouldn't be interested in a one on one with a female (unless she was one of those Justin Bieber lesbians) but a 3+way? Maybe. A F2M? Probably.

Thank you very much. This was very helpful. What I think he now does is log inot NKP using a VPN ... maybe, but thanks man

Sorry for my bad english. I'm 78 years old and I still have a strong desire to be fucked. And if this desire is still very present, I can calm myself down today with my collection of anal plugs and dildos. Which was not the case when I was younger. In the 2000s, in France with the 36-15 "Rezo"network “ (so well before applications like Grindr) it allowed us to flirt online with the result of either welcoming the active person into your home or going to their place. And I happened to do a hundred kilometers at 3 a.m. to get fucked, and take my dose of sperm in my hole. Before, I was 100% active with girls then I discovered that I took more pleasure in getting taken and I became 100% passive with daddies men. Better, my pleasure was reinforced when I was fucked in saunas and Darkrooms. What intrigued me was that I felt like I was undergoing a sex translation. With young women, it was my penis that was my primary sex, with which I felt, perceived the rise of my desire. By becoming passive, it was my anus that became my primary sex. And when desire rises, the sensation is such that it can be painful, with only one solution to extinguish "my ass fire": being penetrated. And what I find astonishing is how the desire rises within me. It begins with a sort of small, very localized burning in the anus. Then it widens and spreads to the point of enclosing the entire pelvis, the desire becomes more and more imperative and for my part, I no longer control it. I am ready for anything, and there is only one penis or several that can extinguish the fire in me. Partially, because as it has been written, once fucked, we want to be fucked again and again even more. And to this is added the cerebral feeling, the pleasure of being bottom but not submissive, of playing with "the bottom attitude". This increases even more my desire to feel good doses of sperm inside me.

I think there are plenty of men around that don't really care whether it's another man's hole or a woman's pussy. All they want/need is to get off, and they don't really care what gender the hole is. All they care is that they pump a load in whoever it happens to be. That wouldn't apply to the specifically gay fuckjoints, since a guy like this wouldn't want to go to one. But picking up a piece of flesh to fuck wouldn't be that big a deal.

I too miss bathhouses and BBRT. I use Sniffies and Grindr now. I find it really matters to take the time to use good pics. It's not about having the best body, but creating appealing images. Rotate often so guys don't get used to your icon. I know where Im at in NY has more guys, but I still get content loads wherever I go using the apps. In fact it's those early mid 20's guys that like us Daddies. I think the biggest challenge is to use the platform like the younger guys and that takes effort, but well worth it. I still get multiple loads when I actively use them. Meaning at the GH using Sniffies so nearby guys see someone is there. Grinder has the biggest net just need to filter out the wholesome guys

AMEN to that !!!

Here’s a close-up of my small penis. When I became a total bottom it was “use it or loose it” and I lost it. There’s another post of mine with relevant background or DM me for details.

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If "public" means outside in the open, i.e. parks, the beaches, etc, then I'd rather not get tossed in the clink. The fuckjoints are my 'go-to" places.

I'm with the "balls-deep" crowd ... anything else would be a wasted load. I seldom breed throats.

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Yes I did the 3 shot series years ago and that helped as well even though I was over the age.

Just to add to this: www.theregister.com/2025/08/08/opinion_column_osa/?td=rt-3a I think it gives a good summary why the whole thing simply will not work. For those in the US: remember the Prohibition and how well it worked? It did not. People will find ways around that and as @sluttony wrote: education is the better way forward here. Hands up who never ever managed to get hold of your parents porn video tapes. Yes, they were 'well hidden' but you found them. Same goes for porn sites: kids will find them. If you really want to protect your kids: ban Trump, Farage and the rest of the ultra right politicians we got these days.

23 year old 5’3 bubble butt neg boy here in la, i really want some poz friends so we can text and i can send pictures of my hole and you can tell me what it’s like being poz, please dm if serious about being my friend :)

Raw, no contest.

Last Friday, I found myself wandering through Toronto's Claireville Conservation Park, dressed in my favorite tight yoga shorts that accentuated my curves. The sun was setting, casting a warm, inviting glow over the trails, and I was in the mood for a little adventure. As I walked, I spotted a guy up ahead—tall, fit, and oozing confidence. Our eyes met, and I could feel a spark of something electric between us. He noticed my interest and flashed a playful smirk before turning down a secluded path. I followed, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. The trail was narrow, surrounded by tall trees that seemed to whisper secrets. I caught up to him, and as I brushed past, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He turned to face me, his eyes dark with desire, and pulled me into a hidden alcove. My hands explored his body, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. He was strong, solid, and I could already sense the promise of something incredible. With a quick, confident move, he unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, 8-inch cock that was already hard and ready. The head was swollen, and I could see the veins pulsing with his arousal. I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth. The taste of him was intoxicating, and I savored every inch as my tongue swirled around his shaft. He groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair, guiding me deeper. I sucked him with passion, my mouth wet and eager, until he was rock hard and throbbing. But he had something else in mind. He pulled me to my feet and spun me around, pressing my body against a tree. His hands gripped my hips, pulling my ass against him as he ground his cock into my crack. I could feel his thickness, the promise of what was to come. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing it in tight circles until I was dripping wet. Without warning, he bent me over, his cock poised at my entrance. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, filling me completely. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming, as he began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sound of skin on skin echoed through the park, a primal rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. But it wasn't just my pussy he wanted. He pulled out, his cock glistening with my juices, and pressed the head against my ass. I pushed back, letting him slide in, the stretch intense and delicious. He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he began to fuck my ass, his cock sliding in and out with ease. I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body on fire as he pounded into me. The sound of his balls slapping against my skin was a symphony, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through my body. I could feel the pressure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was crying out with each wave of pleasure. I came again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. I turned to face him, our eyes meeting in a silent understanding. We had both gotten what we wanted, and I knew I'd never forget this encounter in the heart of the park. With a final, lingering touch, we parted ways, leaving the trail with a smile and a new memory to cherish.

I'm still dealing with them and it's been 4 years. They can really mess up your sex life. If you can get Gardisal 9 prescribed for you, I would go ahead and get it. If you already have them Gardisal 9 won't cure those, but it can prevent future outbreaks in other parts of your body. If your doctor is willing to write the script for it, don't let places like Walgreens and CVS tell you no, you can't have it if you are over 45. Yes you can, if you are able to find a "specialty pharmacy" many that deal with HIV/AIDS patients can order it and fill it for you. Your doctor can either have a nurse administer it or in my case, my final shot was done by the pharmacist himself. So be persistent, my insurance covered the cost and yours may as well. This is far worse than merely showing up HIV positive in my opinion.

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The simplicity of this is appealing and emotionally satisfying, but I think it leads to an outcome that we don't want. (I'm going to set aside the implication here that, while bottoming means you're not straight, topping means you still are.) A lot of the resistance nominally straight men have to same-sex play is about losing straight identity, privilege, and becoming something "other". If they can fuck around with men and still be straight, they are much more likely to. But if we insist that fucking another man means he isn't straight any more, I think horny, nominally straight guys will resist crossing that line much more strongly. That isn't what horny man-fucking men want, surely. We want the pool of men fucking our asses and being fucked by our dicks to be as large and enthusiastic as possible. If giving men ownership of how they identify is the way to achieve that, and it is their right anyway, then I'm all-in on letting them identify as a *cantaloupe* provided it means they are comfortable pumping their seed deep in my ass. Can I get an Amen up in here?

Damn, such a hot fucking story. Excellent work!