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It looks like that Lilith is perfect for you to teach you becoming a real good slut.

I struggled for years with a wife not getting hard and trying to create a fantasy of men fucking me while I tried. But the minute I even pass by a bathhouse I would be busting out of my zipper. Even viagra doesn’t do the trick if I’m with a woman, because I’m just not turned on (unless watching some other guy fuck her).

i've always identified as a "total bottom" when it comes to sex with guys. i was married to a woman for much of my life and had to play the top role in that relationship, and that pretty much solidified my bottom identity for me. The last 5 years i've had a FB who started out Total Top, but is turning out to be more versatile this last year or so. Started with him sucking me, then morphed to me eating his ass, and more and more recently, him wanting to get fucked by me. He's a young Latino muscle guy, say's He's been lifting since He was 12, and it shows. He identifies as Bi, but i don't think he has had a girlfriend for quite some time now, maybe 2 years? He breeds me 3-4 times a week, and i'm pretty sure i'm the only guy He has sex with. Which surprises me. He's only 27 and i'd think He'd want to explore more? I've even encouraged him to do so when he started wanting me to fuck him. But he just sort of glazes over when i say those things, even though he has bragged in the past about the women he fucks, for some reason, he's not that way with guys? So, i like this guy, even love him in a sense. We have little in common except our mutual sexual desire for each other, which has never wavered for either of us... another surprise. i've kind of broken a code i have by fucking him, but since it's just FB relationship, somehow it's 'okay' with me to do something i'm not particularly interested in simply because it brings him pleasure. Relationally, i don't think that is sustainable, but somehow it works so far. I should add, i just fuck him, i don't come in him, and our sex always ends with Him breeding me, i probably have 1000 of His orgasm's in me. Here's the thing though, getting it up for him. my equipment works fine. i get hard as a rock when a Top shows desire to penetrate and breed me. Show interest in my penis? Nada. Totally flaccid. But His pleasure turns me on, so when i'm giving Him oral and He is so expressive, i get hard. The few times i have penetrated and fucked him, i managed to psych myself into it enough to penetrate and fuck a bit, but my erection didn't last. Several years back, i bought some azithromycin from India and they sent me a free sample of sildenafil (Viagra) along with it. i've had it for probable 8 years and never did anything with it, but popped a half pill (50mg) prior to Him coming over and got the magical erection that sustained. i'm curious what other guys experience is like? Not sure if i'm just getting a placebo effect since my psychology hasn't really changed. It seems the only way i can give him what he wants though, and i've done it 4 times now, and can go as long as He wants (usually about 20-30 minutes). It feels sort of mechanical to me, but the sounds and comments he makes... well, it sort of appeals to the sub side of my personality to give him pleasure.

That was SO true! There were guys I took care of who I knew had GFs, I figure I was less complicated, and probably a better cocksucker. The ones who would return the favor, and the couple I would fuck.... at the time I just appreciated the benefit but didn't think too hard about it. Later on, I came around to the idea that a lot more guys, probably most, aren't strictly straight, and sexuality is more of a spectrum. Sex doesn't have to be bound up in commitment, it can just be fun, whoever you get with. The couple of college lockers and showers that were cruisy, man, those places were heaven! One even had a steam room!

I took mine age 16 off a random guy in a public toilet in Liverpool. I’d been trying to take cock properly for ages, guys would get it in, I’d say it hurt and get them to take it out. This pattern went on for a while, put it in, no, take it out until I met the guy before the guy who finally fucked me. He rammed his into me and I remember it hurting like hell so he must have broken me in ready for the guy who finally fucked me properly. In my memory his dick was really big and I remember bending over for him and he started sliding it in to me and for the first time ever, it didn’t hurt. Next thing he was balls deep and was fully in. He fucked me gently at first before picking up his pace. He kept on going before he finally spasmed and left a load inside me. I could feel each shot of it in my hole and at that point, a cum junkie was born. I saw him quite a few times after that until I moved away and he always filled me up.

I seem to have been here since 2011. Would already have been + and obvs BB slut. But this site helped me loads 😛

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Thank you guys for tips and replies❤️

Well if anyone interested in central Iowa dm me

I've been contacted out of the blue by a local-ish black stud. Seems genuine, no pressure, and hopefully going round tomorrow to see what's what 😉

If he wants to rip me apart every time he’s free, I’m here for it!

You have several different choices here on what all you can do that I can think of. 1) Before you hook up, talk to the guy tell him what you are wanting and would like to do, see if he would be willing to clean himself to where you can suck on his cock, have fans going, a bit of incense as well, that way come the time for you to do such, it results in a bit of a better opportunity for you to do such. 2) You could try the police trick, that is put something that smells even stronger under your nose, like Vicks or say a bit of cinnamon, something that would be overpowering and would tone down the scene of the person. 3) There may be a way to do that, but you have to be willing to do the work for it. Changing a hate, to a like takes a lot of work, and effort on your part. The first is that you start with your own musk. Next time you take a bath, only use water to clean your own cock and balls. Then after you are done and dry out, get a jock and put it on. You are going to wear that jock and do that for about 3 to 5 days straight. Then here is what you do, watch any porn that turns you on, and Jack off, before you cum sniff the scent, just about the time you cum. It will take time, but in time you will start to associate the scent with pleasure. I like the scent of the balls, it is a turn on, however if they are too powerful, that can be a bit much, so that would be valid for you.

Damn, I love when I start making out with a guy and slide my hand down his shorts and realize he's uncut. I was almost 20 by the time I saw my first one in person (I'd seen pics). I still feel sorry for my first guy; I pretty much did everything you're NOT supposed to do to a guy with a foreskin 🤣 Like directly rubbing his head. I tell guys that now and you can see them going into a fetal position. But I promise I've gotten better. Of course, one could always use more practice.

I have a pic of a black man i met once and I chain to him, just busted load number 390 on him earlier 😵

I’m envious of a lot of the guys here. I didn’t take my first load until I started PrEP in 2022. I was 50. Before that I was condoms only.

Many people don't realize how important smell can be until they're between someone's legs and the stink hits them in the face. We may initially be attracted to someone by how they look, however it's the other senses, like smell, that determine whether we want to get closer, or keep our distance. For me, I have to say that one of the reasons I never fooled around with females is because the smell makes me nauseous. In general, the smell of a male does not bother me, however there are variations and there have been some guys whose smell made me hold my breath and gag when I've sucked them off. As a cocksucker, I've noticed that there are four main sources of smells that you may need to deal with. The first is, pubes. Guys with thick pubes tend to have a stronger smell because the hair traps sweat and heat and allows bacteria to breed faster, which intensifies the smell. Guys who are shaved or are less hairy in general, usually have a less pronounced smell. The second odor source is the foreskin of guys who are uncut. This is another area that stays moist and can harbor bacteria with stale piss, and smegma. The third source is ass. Kind of self explanatory what smells you get there. Finally, you may have to deal with someone's breath as they start to breathe heavy, or, want to pull you in to kiss. Unfortunately, I don't know of a way to start liking these smells. The best I've been able to do is ignore the odor by hyper-focusing on the cock and the task at hand. If that fails, there's the option to offer my ass -- which I'd do regardless. Since intense smells have a lot to do with hygiene, you might try changing how or where you are meeting guys and try to arrange something in or after a shower. Otherwise, just hold your breath and get him off as fast as you can. 😁

Yes, part 2 please 🙏

There are a lot of ways we can speak truth without crossing lines. BUT, I agree everytime we put arbitrary rules of "you can't say that..." we inhibit free albeit inappropriate perhaps expression. But rather than grapple with the inappropriate words we prohibit them. That might not be our best path....

It's coming. Work in progress.

Lets hear of next time

short and to the point

Why is it that you never find it when you deliberately go looking?

I never kept a journal. 1,000 would not be unreasonable. 10,000 probably would be unreasonable.

This is my first attempt at writing anything at all - I hope you liked it. If you have anything else you'd love to see in a fantasy, let me know

Eleven Slut began to narrate the highlights of the year with Master Daniel. He’d seen me walking away, but he was high as a kite, determined to be a good boy and not show me up, so he sat on the road and tried not to cry, his lead in his mouth. Master Daniel saw this and reacted savagely, knocking the slut to the floor and instructing his two boys to begin to kick him all over his body. The two muscle sluts one and two did this with wild abandon, avoiding his pretty face but hitting almost every other element of his body – chest, arms, guts, dick, balls, even his feet. Never enough to damage him, but enough to make it very clear: he was last. Master Daniel confirmed this. “Slut, you will be known as number three whilst you are under my care. My porn career is successful and whilst porn doesn’t pay that well, I often sell these two sluts out to men desperate to want them or to be them to bolster my income. You will want for nothing, and you will want nothing more than what I give you. From now on, I am the only man that matters, my dick is the only dick you care about and when I command, you obey. You may leave however at any point; your clothes will be kept in the box by the door with a small stipend of cash to get you on your feet if you choose to leave me. Otherwise you will be naked, collared and with your lead on at all times whilst in my apartment, whether I am there or not. I have webcams throughout the apartment; you will be found out if you disobey me and there will be consequences. You are also now forbidden to speak. Bark once if you understand me” “Wruff” “Bark again if you are coming back with me now” “Wruff” And with that, Daniel led the three boys into the car and drove back to his apartment. The next few weeks were an adjustment for the boy. There were no drugs at all and a lot more menial work. His life became something of a routine – get up early in the morning, worship the Master who took one boy to his bed each morning for sex whilst the other two watched on helpless, steroid injections, clean the apartment, gym for three hours, then in the evenings either be a footstool, be tied up, or be used. He was never allowed to cum, but if he squirted when he was fucked, that was his lot. When he was first used by Daniel, he was invited to specify one ‘development goal’ for himself (to go with the many Master Daniel had for him) and of course he couldn’t think of anything because my slut is a lot of things, but bright isn’t one of them. So he said he was disappointed he could only take two dicks and wanted to take two arms as well. From that moment on, Daniel began to train his cunt to take a fist. Every evening the boy would be tied down and have toys, depth trainers, butt plugs and of course, Daniel’s cock and those of Daniel’s friends and fellow porn stars loosening him and preparing him for his first fist. Every night he slept plugged, with larger and larger plugs. About six months of literally endless plugging and hammering at his hole, Daniel announced he was ready for his fist. Number three (my slut) had assumed this meant that he was going to have a nice bump of chems which he was missing like holy hell, a lube shot and a finger opening. Not to be. After nearly six months of plugs, he didn’t have a cunt which could close on its own anymore – the muscle was exhausted – and so Daniel just gave him a very deep and hard fucking, then inserted four fingers, dry. Number three squirmed and squirmed and so one and two were instructed to hold him down. Those boys are big – when you get held, you don’t move. Master Daniel added ‘special lube’ – which turned out to have a slight anaesthetic in it – and began to push for the fifth finger. There was a lot of resistance even now, but he managed it; the whole fist went in. He has a soft streak and he held it there, with number three in the special heaven reserved for the first time you take a fist, before taking Daniel took his dick and pissed in slut’s face, marking the moment as one for Master Daniel, not for slut. From that moment on, either Master Daniel or one of the two boys fisted the slut every single day. Three had to be lubed to take the fist at any moment from waking to sleeping, and one of the other boys often woken him up by unplugging him, re-lubing him, fisting him and kicking the plug back in. The night plugs became bigger and bigger accordingly. Eventually, around twelve months in – mere days before the slut presented itself back to me – Daniel had announced it was time for him to achieve his goal. Again, one and two held him down and Daniel inserted four fingers, and the other fist. In no time at all, number three had taken both of the fists into his butt. He opened his mouth, expecting the piss of the marking that Daniel was prone to doing, but this did not happen. “You have achieved your stated goal number three. What is your next one? You have been silent for one year and so you may briefly speak” “I want to show my Boss, Sir. I think it’s time I returned to him. I miss him” “Then your clothes are by the door slut. You know where I am. Don’t be a stranger, I’ve enjoyed owning you this past year” One and two got up and slut plugged himself – almost a reflex now – and came to show me his new cunt. The cunt he’d made of himself – for me. “So you’ve been sober for a whole year?” “Yes Daddy” “And you’re Master Daniel’s plugged slave now?” “No Sir. I’m yours. Whatever and however you want me, if you still want me” My dick was rock hard now within my boy’s cavernous cunt and even as big as my dick was I couldn’t quite make it reach the edges. I needed to cum in my boy again, I needed to mark him as being mine, I needed to make sure he wasn’t half with Master Daniel in his mind and most importantly, I just needed to. “My slut, open that drawer and get the two points out. After a year away, you must be screaming for a slam” Slut wasted no time grabbing the pins, tourniquet and cleaning pads. He put one beside me, almost reverentially, and held the other in his mouth. He yanked the tourniquet onto his really quite firm arms, wiped off and held out his arm. He stared intently into my eyes and said: “Wruff” For some reason, this turned me on no end. I grabbed his lead and pulled him in towards me, kissed him on the mouth passionately around the sides of the pin. I used my tongue to kiss him and then also to lift the pin over into my own mouth. Slut whimpered at this, excited I think as much as I was for the flight to come. I uncapped, inserted the pin into MY arm and then deliberately slowly, I found the register. I watched my blood for a moment, then withdrew the pin and turned to slut. “Want this?” He was almost wagging at this point, and in a way, we knew it had to be. I needed to mark the boy as mine. My property. My slut. I inserted, found the register, mixed his blood and mine together, and pushed. Slowly, oh so slowly, the fluids moved into my boy. He started to breathe harder and harder, his eyes gained an intense wildness like I’d never seen before; I clicked off the tourniquet, there was a momentary pause, and then a cough. “Oh Sir! Oh, fuck me, fuck me SIR! Daddy I want you, I want you to be proud of me, to own me, to…” …and on and on. I grabbed my pin, tied up and shot off a decent 0.3 and flew. This wasn’t a normal rush though. This wasn’t some one night trick I didn’t know, or a hooker I was performing on. This was my SLUT! The emotion made me angry, horny and dominant in one foul swoop. “Think you can stay away from me for a year and show up smelling of other men, do you cunt?” “I’m sorry Daddy, I love you Daddy, I love your big fucking cock Daddy…” I grabbed his head and shoved him onto the floor, ass up and mounted him. No lube, just shoved as hard as I could, my monster dick vanishing into the cavern that was his now monster cunt. He was screaming with pleasure at this and so I decided to hold him by the throat and screw him until his brain rattled. I was rewarded with: “Thank you Daddy, I’ve missed my Boss’s cock and nasty attitude Daddy” Which just turned me on more. With a roar of defiance, against the whole World I think, I drove my cock in harder and deeper and feeling the pulse beginning, I unloaded my balls into my slut’s new Cunt. But I wasn’t finished. With the cum, I let the boy up to begin cleaning my dick, making sure I was slapping him around the face and head, so that he remembered who was his boss. Not Daniel. Not porn stars. Not Roddie. ME. MINE. I grabbed a bottle of lube off the side, lubed hands and began to push at the newly busted cunt of my slut, grabbing any leaking cum and pushing it back in. It gave too easily, and my hand entered his hole. A new experience for me, I had a nice exploration, making sure I was coating every surface with the lube. I could feel his cunt quivering with anticipation and he was making these lovely little piggy grunting noises which were turning me on no end. “Please Daddy – I need more” I forget, the slut can not only take a fist, he can now take two. So with a bit of aggression coursing through my veins, I begin to pull out the fist in there and punch back into his hole, making him howl with pleasure. For a good ten minutes I punch hard at his hole, making him move, squirt piss, squirt cum, but I don’t let up. When the boy is panting hard, I take my other hand and ball it up. “Both” I begin to push with both hands at his hole and surprised at how loose the cunt now is, I enter wide with both hands. A gentle in and out soon gives way to my need to dominate, and I begin to punch. This is rewarded with the slut pushing his cunt back to meet me, his need to be owned again clearly showing through. I begin to reach for a plug to keep him open but slut asks piteously: “Please Daddy, please – wank off in me. I want to be marked as yours” Well, I am a gentleman of course, so I grinned and said “Beg for it bitch” “Please Sir, Please daddy, I’m sorry I went away, I thought you’d like it, please can I have more of your seed, breed me, breed me daddy, wank off in me daddy, it’s completely vile and I thought you’d like it” “Oh slut. I really do” And with that, I pulled both my fists from the slut, causing him to audibly gasp, then shoved them both back in again, making him grunt. Gasp – Grunt, Gasp – Grunt for a while until the punching started to swell up his lips. Then I punched in my rock hard cock and one fist, and began a gentle, slow wank, making sure I was moving my knuckles up and down his prostate and basically moving him to the gay seventh circle of heaven. We were in a special place now. A rushing slut grasping my butt, my cock, my hand, all as one. I increased the rhythm and the pace and he began to make a series of lovely little pig grunts and so with my free hand I punched him hard in the solid muscle of his chest. He grinned “You like my new body Daddy?” Yes I fucking did, and he knew it, he knew me that well at least. He grinned, and bounced his pecs for me, up and down without touching them which the little bitch knows is a complete turn on for me – and with a roar this made me bust another nut in his hole. I grabbed the plug and dipped it in the lube, and shoved it in. He grimaced a little but took it like the man he now was. My Fucking Slut. The End.