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Total feeder here... too bad you are not here in Chicago. Any trained throat cunts here from the windy city?

Always a jockstrap. Even when I top — like to have the bottom work to get inside.

Free nights all this week. In town for work and hoping to find a positively nice load or two to take

More please.

Listen, I estimate that in the world of ORAL, there are probably 3 cocksuckers to every feeder, at a minimum. The odds are really stacked. And as I've often said, an endowed, pervy meaty feeder dick is a total god to guys like me. The oral tops with the bulging briefs and the attitude of cock-suredness. Their total embrace of the power swinging between their legs and knowing how much cocksuckers want to drain them. Like all tops, they rule the world and they know it. But why are they are hard to find? Where are they hiding? You feeders need to make yourselves known!

This is an excellent start! Can't wait to read the next chapter.

This is partially what the Tatted Daddy Bear said to me in a message before I visited him last Saturday night. Yes turning back the pendulum a little bit. I initially typed this out last week but it got deleted. Frustrating but I want to revist these memories and events before I see the Daddy Bear tonight as well. I was getting ready to see my Tatted Daddy Bear and he sent me a message stating "Daddy wants you completely BUTT ass naked. Vulnerable and open." He stated this because I generally wear the leather arm band he gave me or the leather jock strap and recently the pup mask. But this set the stage for what was to cum. He stated throught the week how he is going to rail and use my ass and fucking breed me. He meant everything he said. Every session we've had before has been more sensual and sweet yes tons of fucking and tons of breeding and and loads he gives me. But we always know time is the biggest factor. If it wasn't he would be fucking and breeding me and giving me multiple loads all day. I went over to his place and got out of the car. I was starting to whimper and whine before even getting out of the car. I ran up to him when I saw him and licked his face all ove and whimpered. He held me tight and said "I know puppy. Daddy knows." He kissed me and we made out. He walked me hand in hand to his unit. I believe this is the time he had me cover his hard on he was showing. Yes it was. He kissed me in both elevators and pinned me against the wall. I almost got on my knees and sucked him in the elevator but he told me to be patient we are almost there. He got me into his unit and we both stripped. I stripped down completely like he said. I got on the bed and he ate my ass. I had no loads in me this time. He pushed his hard horny cock in me bare and raw with only a little spit. But I fucking took him. I was moaning and groaning and started arfing and and yelping. But my hole was opening up for daddy. I felt him pop inside and I let out a yell. He was not being gentle with me like he normally was. This man really wanted to fuck and breed and use me. He said "I know puppy. Don't worry puppy Daddy is going to give you some lube in a minute". He kept fucking roughing and slamming his cock into me and fucking me faster. I was arfing and gruffing to channel the alpha pup to take him and it was working. He shouted out and shot his FIRST daddy load into me. There have been times when he's bred me and I sort of relax my ass after and let him either slip out or keep fucking me. But prior to this I was with men who I got them to bred me a second or third time by using my ass muscles and gripping their dick by tightening my ass muscles slightly not too hard when they start to pull out or when they are still depositing their load in me. I learned this from the bottom bear at flex at who did this to me when I was fucking and breeding him about a month ago. Just learning that experience once my cock and ass learned and remebered it. I was not about to be a passive puppy for Daddy. He wanted to fuck and bred me and rut and use my hole as much as possible. I was going to be the best puppy I could be. So I did exactly that. I squeezed my ass on Daddy's cock after he bred me. He said "Fuck puppy". He bred me a few more times in the same position and fucked me while I was doing this. He switched positions and had me on my belly and then on my back without leaving my hole. He did pull out to put me on my back. He had such an intensity and desire and lust this time that he didn't normally have. It was primal. He was fucking me harder and his dick was actually stabbing me somehow. Possibly because we weren't using lube. But I use daddy's natural lube his cum. I was actually starting to wince a little and get teary from how hard he was fucking me. This made him harder. I never complained or told him to stop I never would. I could feel my cock too he almost made me cum without touching my cock while he was fucking me. I took a hit of poppers and he bred me again. I sucked his cock after and rode his dick. I rode him and he fucked and bred me again. There were countless times on my side, on my back, on all fours, on my belly, that he fucked and bred me. There was not cuddling this time or laying next to each other. This man wanted to fuck and breed me countless and use my puppy hole and I was being the best puppy I could be for him. I decided to play on something that I knew he likes after he pulled out of me one of the times. I said "Daddy puppy needs to pee. Can you take me to the bathroom to pee?" He said "Of course baby puppy." He took my hand and walked me to the bathroom. He held my cock while I peed. And like I expected he shoved his cock into my hole while I was peeing. Fuck. This was an intense challenge. But I managed to pee while he was fucking me over the toilet. He fucked and bred me a few times while I was bent over the toilet. He got on the bed afterwards while I finished up peeing on my own. I did something I told him I was going to do in one of the texts. And I'm so happy I was able to make what I said a reality. First off I did something I haven't done that frequent with him. I got on all fours and galloped to him on the bed sitting with his cock out. I ruffed and barked and leaped at him knocking daddy over and I licked his face all over. I told him I was going to do this to him and I actually did. It felt so natural doing this and he loved me licking his face and he kissed me and made out with me. I rode his dick and he tried to get me to cum but I couldn't. My prostate was a little sore from the intense fucking he had been giving me and breedings that I couldn't cum at the moment. He still bred me anyways. I could tell we were getting near the end. He put on all fours again and he slammed his cock in and out of me. Amazingly despite how many loads he's given me and bred me my hole was still tight and getting a little sore. He was really fucking my hole and I was starting to get a little teary again with how intense he was fucking me. My cock felt like it was going to cum too. He flipped me over on my back and fucked and bred me one last time. We both kissed after this and then we got dressed. He walked me back to my car and we kissed and made out one last time. It was an insanely lustful and intensive session I loved it. He pushed my limits as a bottom and as his cumdump slut puppy. He fucked and bred me more then he has to date. I am his slut cum dump puppy and I couldn't be prouder. But the night wasn't over. The potential Dom? I went to the bar I love to go to and got ordered some food because I was starving. I had my laptop and was typing this out so I wouldn't forget it. The sound of my clicky clacky keyboard while at a packed bar was probably a sight to see. But it was so packed what else could I do anyways it was passing the time. It's so frustrating the original write up of this got deleted. But anyways I heard from a verse guy who's been wanting to see me. He wanted to get together. So we made plans in between me waiting for food and eating. I headed over to his place. I got a message from a top daddy bear who I serviced and sucked him off at an orgy I went to a while ago. Although I had to pass on him this night I'm glad that the current me knows that I did get together with him later on and sucked him off twice. That was fucking fun. Back to the present. I arrived at the man's house. He greeted me in the door way. He was an incredible sexy man. Sexy brown beard and hair and he immedietely started kissing and making out with me. Always a great sign. We went to the bedroom. The dynamic that happened completely surprised me. I thought I'd be Dominating him and being the Alpha pup since he wanted to get fucked and bred. When we kissed in the bedroom he started grabbing me tightly and roughly. He was bringing out my submissive nature side so I started whimpering a little and licking his face. He surprised me and said "That's a good puppy. Puppy is going to make Daddy happy you are going to be a very good puppy for me". This was just the start. Me sucking his nipples, his cock that he referred to as his bone. He was in the role of a pup handler and I was his pup. I loved it. I sucked his cock which was very thick and enjoyed deep throating him too. I did not end up getting fucked by him. But I turned him over and fucked and bred him. He is a bigger guy a big bear so I had to manevuer to try to find the right angle and way to fuck him. But once I did woof arf. His hole was fucking hot and furry. I loved fucking him and I was nice and sensual with him for a bit until I did my favorite hard slamming fucking and deep fucking and arfing growling and ruffing while breeding him. There was a reason he didn't top me and disclosed it and stated he wants to top me in the future. We talked a lot and have a bit in common. We also made out a lot. I was very intrigued to hear that he has not done pup play before. He said he's seen it but he said it felt natural when I was being submissive it made him want to be in the more Dominant role. I loved this. He held me a little bit too as we cuddled. I started to doze off on his chest. He held me for a good bit too spooning me. I unfortunately could not stay that night even though I wanted to. He offered me a shower and gave me coffee for the way back home. He said he wants to see me again. He also wants to share his tops and guys with me and asked if my Daddy wants to play with him. I told him that I think he'd love that. We kissed and hugged goodbye with hopeful thoughts of seeing each other again. This was in incredible Saturday. I always love seeing my Tatted Daddy and he always surprises me in the best way possible. Seeing the new guy I met the potential Pup Trainer and Dom as well was very interesting and I loved being with him and learning about him. Load count bred into me: 17-20; With this Tatted Daddy bear. It's always almost impossible to know how much he breeds me and fucks me. I try to keep track but he has never fucked and bred me this much in one session. So I'm going with this number and it's the most accurate. I've seen firsthand now how much he can fuck and breed no idea how he does it but that's why he's the best Daddy. Loads I bred 1: Bred the sexy verse like guy who I've been wanting to get together with. Look forward to breeding him again and him topping me in the future. Until next time...very soon.

I can fuck rough and last long. I warn men of this to ensure they can handle me without pain. Most bottoms who like rough sex are submissive. But I run into the occasional power bottom who remains aggressive even while taking my pounding.

For me there is no such thing as enough cock. I constantly crave cock and seed and if I have a weekend where I dont get fucked and bred 15 times between Friday noight and Sunday night I am howling for it

This is a really hot story

Shoot me a message and let's organise something

Had crushes on my football coaches. When I was 18, would love to have had Austin fuck the shit out of my hole on film!

I would love to find someone willing to do this to me as well, in central GA

437 248 7868 dt ttoronto can be available 24/7 very submissive and let it accept being object as required

Sorry I messed up pasting chapter 5;in the previous post.m FULL CHAPTER 5 The walk back to the truck was a blur of buzzing adrenaline and sticky, cooling skin. The humid evening air did little to cut through the heat radiating off their bodies. They didn’t speak until the cab doors were closed, sealing them in a silent, private world. “Holy fucking shit,” Jared finally breathed, his hands still gripping the steering wheel, knuckles white. He turned to Jordan, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and disbelief. “Did that just happen?” Jordan could only nod, a slow, dazed smile spreading across his face. His heart was still thumping a wild, erratic rhythm against his ribs. “It happened.” The words felt inadequate. What they’d done, what they’d been a part of, was more than an event; it was a seismic shift. A door had been blown off its hinges, and a whole new world of hungry, deviant possibility sprawled out before them. The confusion was gone, replaced by a crystal-clear, thrilling hunger. Jared started the engine, but didn’t put the truck in gear. He just looked at Jordan, the yellow light from the dashboard softening the sharp lines of his face. “That… turned me on. More than anything ever has.” He let out a shaky laugh. “Watching that guy use his Twink… fuck. And the way he looked at us. He wanted us to watch. He wanted us to join.” “Me too,” Jordan admitted, the confession feeling like a weight lifting off his chest. “It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He paused, the memory of the woods mingling with an older, more private fantasy. “But you know what really gets me? Those videos. The ‘straight guys go gay for pay’ ones.” Jared raised an eyebrow, a curious smile playing on his lips. “Yeah? Which part? The guy getting paid?” Jordan shook his head, his pulse kicking up a notch. This was a deeper truth, one he’d never voiced. “No. I used to think that. But now… I think I want to be the one on my knees. The one making the straight guy feel so good he forgets about the money. Forgets he’s even with a guy.” The silence in the cab was electric. Jared’s eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to Jordan’s mouth for a tantalizing second. “Fuck, Jordan. That’s… let’s do it.” The plan formed with a frantic, giddy energy once they got back to Jordan’s house, his parents safely out of town for the weekend. They downloaded three different hookup apps, their shoulders pressed together as they hunched over Jordan’s phone. They crafted an ad together, Jared’s fingers flying over the screen: “Generous couple looking for curious straight guys. Discretion assured. $200 for your time.” The responses were immediate. A barrage of dick pics from guys named ‘Daddy’ and ‘HungTop,’ their profiles filled with gym selfies and lewd propositions. Jordan swiped left on all of them, a knot of disappointment forming in his stomach. This felt seedy, not thrilling. Then, a new notification popped up. The username was just ‘B_Blake22’. The profile picture was a cleverly angled shot of a torso, from the chin down to the hips, obscuring the face but showcasing a lean, toned stomach and a prominent bulge in grey sweatpants. But it was the series of small, intricate floral tattoos curling around the hip bone and trailing down the thigh that made Jordan freeze. “No way,” Jared whispered, snatching the phone. He zoomed in on the tattoos. “Is that…?” “Blake Miller,” Jordan finished, his mouth going dry. “It’s him. He’s the only guy in our class with ink like that.” A shocked, giddy excitement replaced the disappointment. They messaged back, their hearts in their throats. The conversation was stilted, transactional. Blake was direct. He needed money for car repairs. He’d never done anything with a guy. He wasn’t gay. Each denial sent a fresh, illicit thrill straight to Jordan’s groin. They arranged the meet. Jordan’s house. An hour. When the doorbell rang, the sound was like a gunshot in the quiet house. Jordan opened the door to find Blake standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, looking exactly as he had in the hallways of their high school—handsome, athletic, radiating a familiar, straight-boy confidence. His eyes darted past Jordan, and his jaw went slack when he saw Jared leaning against the living room archway. “Jared? Jordan?” Blake’s face cycled through confusion, shock, and a flicker of panic. “What the hell? I… I didn’t know… I mean, your ad…” “We know,” Jared said, his voice calm, a sly smile on his face. “Come in, man. It’s cool.” Blake stepped inside hesitantly, his eyes wide. “Look, I’m not gay,” he blurted out, as if saying it enough would make it true. “I just… the money. I’ve never even thought about…” “We get it,” Jordan said, his own voice surprisingly steady even as his cock began to thicken, pressing against his zipper. The denial was like gasoline on the fire of his arousal. “Beer?” They sat on the couch, the three of them, making awkward small talk for ten minutes, two beers doing little to cut the thick tension. Jared finally stood up and retrieved an envelope from the kitchen counter, placing it on the coffee table. The stack of cash was impossible to ignore. Blake stared at it, then drained his bottle. “Okay,” he said, his voice low. “Okay. What… what do you want me to do?” Jordan’s mouth was desert-dry. This was it. He looked at Jared, who gave him an almost imperceptible nod, then pulled out his phone, tapping the screen to start recording. The red light was a tiny, glowing eye of permission. Jordan slid off the couch onto his knees on the rug. The movement felt natural, powerful. He looked up at Blake, who was watching him with a mixture of fear and a dark, curious interest. Jordan reached out, his fingers trembling only slightly, and placed his palm on the outside of Blake’s jeans. He could feel the heat, the solid shape of him beneath the denim. He rubbed slowly, firmly, and felt the flesh beneath his hand begin to swell and harden. “Oh, fuck,” Blake muttered, his head falling back against the couch cushion, his eyes squeezing shut. Jordan worked the button of his jeans, then the zipper. The sound was obscenely loud. He pushed the rough fabric aside and reached into the opening of Blake’s boxers. His fingers brushed against coarse pubic hair, then found the hot, smooth skin of his cock. It was already half-hard, thickening rapidly under his touch. It was a nice cock, cut, with a slight, graceful upward curve. Perfect. “Stand up,” Jordan whispered. Blake complied, a marionette on a string of desire and cash. He pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles in one clumsy motion, his cock springing free. It was fully erect now, thick and veiny, the head flushed a deep, angry red. He sat back down, his legs spread, putting his masculinity on full, vulnerable display. Jared moved closer, phone held steady, the lens capturing every twitch, every flicker of expression. Jordan didn’t waste time. He leaned forward, his face inches from Blake’s groin. He could smell the clean, musky scent of him. He started by licking a slow, wet stripe from the base of his balls all the way up the underside of his shaft. Blake jolted, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. Jordan did it again, and again, lapping at him like a decadent treat, coating his length in a glossy layer of saliva. He took one of Blake’s balls into his mouth, sucking gently, rolling it with his tongue. “Jesus…” Blake breathed, his hands gripping the couch cushions. Finally, Jordan guided the head of Blake’s cock to his lips. He paused, making eye contact with Jared over Blake’s thigh, seeing the raw hunger in his best friend’s eyes. Then he opened his mouth and took Blake in. The effect was instantaneous. Blake’s eyes rolled back into his head, a long, low moan tearing from his chest. His whole body trembled. The sheer, unadulterated look of pleasure on his face was a drug. It made Jordan feel powerful, wanted, needed. He dove deeper, taking more of him, relaxing his throat until his nose was buried in Blake’s pubes. He started to move, establishing a steady rhythm, his hand working the base as his mouth suctioned the length. And then Blake started talking, his voice a ragged, broken thing. “Yeah… fuck… swallow my cock.” His instructions were no longer for Jordan, but for Jared. “Look at him… look at him suck me. Such a good mouth. Slower… oh god, slower. Feels so good. Faster now. Deeper. Stroke me while you suck me. Just like that. Keep going. I’m getting so close.” Jordan felt the cock in his mouth pulse, the veins thickening. He could taste the first salty-sweet hint of precum. He pulled off, letting Blake’s wet, slick dick slap against his stomach. Blake whimpered at the loss. “No, don’t stop… please…” Jordan waited, letting the edge of orgasm recede. He wanted to own this moment, to control this straight boy’s pleasure completely. He took him back into his mouth, building him up again with deep, passionate sucks, his tongue swirling around the frenulum. He brought him right back to the brink, feeling Blake’s thighs tense, his abs clench. “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna…” Blake begged, his voice cracking. Again, Jordan pulled off, a string of saliva and precum connecting his lips to the glistening purple head. He was playing him like an instrument, and he loved it. “Please,” Blake sobbed, his composure completely shattered. “Let me cum. Please, I need to cum.” Jordan looked at Jared, who was furiously stroking his own hard cock with his free hand, his breathing as ragged as Blake’s. Jordan gave a single, decisive nod. Now. He took Blake’s cock deep, deeper than before, burying it in his throat and holding it there. He looked up, meeting Blake’s desperate, pleading eyes. “I’m cumming!” Blake shouted, his body bowing off the couch. The first pulse was a violent, shocking burst of heat against the back of Jordan’s throat. He swallowed instinctively, and the action seemed to trigger a cataclysm within Blake. Rope after rope of hot, thick cum shot down his throat, each pulse accompanied by a guttural, almost pained moan from Blake. His body shook uncontrollably, his hands gripping Jordan’s hair, holding him in place as he emptied himself completely. When the last shudder passed, Blake collapsed back against the couch, panting, his eyes glazed over. He looked down at Jordan, who was still kneeling between his legs, a trail of cum on his chin. A look of pure, unadulterated disbelief washed over his face. “I’ve… I’ve never felt anything… so good in my life,” he stammered, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Never… from anyone…”

Im in Sacramento,California and sometime the list site is banned for me😭 tbh im surprised its working for me rn🥵

Fuck yeah. love the start of this story. fuck that bottom boy up!