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@tallslenderguy, this really resonated with me as a great background on the current political landscape. even though folks may perceive my comments as more likely to be right than left i'd argue that it seems to offer a relatively non-partisan explanation. it does seem to offer some demystification. thanks very much for sharing.

Lube, patience and trust. Toys are good to open you up, but nothing beats a patient top to get you there. Most of it is in your head. You need to relax, but you also need to be in control. I do not recommend enhancements until you've taken a fist sober. Some disagree, but that's MY rule. Patience and communication have gotten my fists into many virgin holes. You may not get it in the first time (or the 10th time), but practice and relaxation WILL get you there. In no time, you'll have the cavernous hole you desire!

I've filmed a lot of sex. There HAVE been times when I got a blowjob or was offered up a lovely cummy hole, but for the most part, that's NOT a fringe benefit. The performers are usually exhausted, dehydrated and irritated by the stop, reset lights, stop, more lube, stop, pull out, get the cum shot, go back get the better angle, etc. The crew are usually tired from being in those positions to GET the good shots. Rare are the shoots where it magically all happens and the shots are caught and the angles and lighting is right. Although, I have always told anyone filming for me "if you're not hard filming it, they aren't going to be hard watching it." Sometimes, the obvious boner will catch someone's attention and they'll get some afterwards, but we're all there to do a job. Play doesn't happen until the work is done and usually by then, the hormones have worn off and the desire is more manageable. That's not to say I haven't played with guys I've filmed - just not usually on set.

Hope my initiation into the Brotherhood is like this.

yes the roles are always reversed haha

So hot! I love it!

A lot of Americans indeed forgot about Trump bad politics and how Biden administration STILL used Trump Tax code in place of their administration. Which i blame one of the few factors why the Democrat party lost steam. We shall see what midterms holds. If majority stick with republicans, I will consider leaving for Australia.

Previous note ( Picture of you DEEP inside a Bottom ) You DEEP inside a Bottom - HOT / Wonderful / Exciting / Raw - craving moments of time as I was a Bottom !

My suggestion is ....TAKE IT SLOW. TAKE IT SLOW. TAKE IT SLOW. It's going to take some time (and many sessions) to get to the point where your hole is 'wrecked.' Just relax, take it easy, do this with someone(s) experienced at fisting and enjoy yourself. If you use chems, I would advise doing it a few times without being high FIRST. You want to know what it feels like before you are chemically altered so that you understand the feeling. Don't be afraid to tap out and take a break. Make sure that the person playing with your hole stops if there's more than a little blood. You don't want to have a tear when you're inexperienced.

Just found the Ty Robets video …. That is hot …. From the sounds the street whore was making… you could tell he was not enjoying all of that …

Gillingham here. add me to the group if there is one ;)

You are Extremely HOT - My Uncle started me early enjoying Males and 1st time with a Black man sharing pissing / toilet together - Oh My God ! Beautiful !

Part 8 Arther took the lead as he slowly fucked my mouth. As shady as he was, I did enjoy being able to suck cock. I’m not totally innocent, and I do have my own needs. I sucked on him for a few minutes, and he seemed to like it. Pivoting his warm rod in my mouth, I could feel the shape of his round head tap the back of my throat, my lips rubbing over his veiny shaft. My eyes looked up to his torso, which had little body fat, so I could see the muscle fibers of his abs as well as his veins. His hands rubbed my hair as he guided my head bobbing up and down on it. All the while, he liked his dirty talk. “Yeah, work that cock, boy. Your uncle taught you well, didn’t he?” I didn’t learn cock sucking from my uncle. But I just let him think what he wanted as long as we were both enjoying the moment. Even my nerves were starting to relax, and I could start to enjoy myself a little. After all the craziness that had happened until this point, I could do with some simple dick sucking. While keeping his cock in my mouth, Arther positioned himself on the bed, lying back while I lay down nursing on him. “That ass looks beautiful.” He reached over and kneaded my cheeks while I serviced his cock. “You know, my boys would love you. You would look great spending a weekend on my ranch. That ass would definitely get pushed to the limits in terms of depth.” My memory went back to Chester’s place when he told me about Arther’s kink. My ass trembled at the thought, and not in a good way. I’ve been pretty open so far, but I doubt I could handle that. Nor would I want to. Arther seemed to notice my physical disapproval. “Hm, perhaps you need some time to ferment on the idea. I’ll get you in the stables one of these days.” Arther’s thighs gripped my head, and his hips were bucking up into my mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouthwork, that or he was getting distracted by his own fantasies. As his legs were wrapping around my head, I felt a pair of hands on my legs. Someone else was in the room. I just realized Arthur never closed the door. “Hey, Clarence, help yourself…” Arthur offered with a strained voice. He seemed like he was getting close. The hands on my legs moved up, and I felt a pudgy man get on the bed with us. He straddled me from behind. “I didn’t get much time with this one; the little rascal slipped off before I could breed him.” Clarence was on top of me? Oh, that’s not good. Sucking is one thing, but I wasn’t trying to offer my ass to anyone who walked in, especially not him. Arthur’s legs were still gripping my head, and he was face-fucking me. I couldn’t get up. “Don’t let me stop you. Slip that poz blaster in there.” Clarence laid his body down on top of me, and I felt his cock push into my ass. With Arthur’s cock getting harder and leaking pre in my mouth, Clarence started moving his hips up and down. The cock felt good inside me, but I was well aware he was a hair-trigger shooter. I was in a dangerous position. “Yeah, I’m about to shoot down your throat. Keep sucking.” Arthur made sure I wasn’t going anywhere till I swallowed his load. I was frantically trying to coax out his orgasm so he would let go. Clarence on top of me was having his fun, raw-fucking me at his own pace. “Yeah, that’s it. Gonna shoot. Swallow my cum, you little slut.” His cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt it swell. Arthur started shooting in my mouth as I tried to gulp down the torrent of bitter salty fluids. I didn’t have much say in the matter since his head was nearly penetrating my esophagus. “Ah fuck, yeah!” Several ribbons of hot cum shot down my throat. Then it calmed down, and his thighs relaxed. I was able to pry my head off of him. Some cum still dripped down his shaft. It was sloppy and covered in spit and jizz. Once I was free from Arthur, I managed to shimmy myself out from under Clarence. His cock popped out of my ass, and he seemed disappointed. I got up off the bed and managed to breathe easily. I wiped the cum from my mouth, or what little there was trailing down my chin, since it was more of a direct deposit. Clarence sat up on the edge of the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Hey, I’m still a mess down here. You should clean it up.” Arthur stood up and motioned in front of me to finish the work. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down on me. “Sit and lick me clean,” with Clarence right behind me. Arthur’s push made me sit in his lap. His cock plunging up my ass again. Clarence wrapped his arms around me and played with my nipples. Arthur brought my head down to lick his cock, taking in the rest of his cum that I missed. “That’s right, don’t waste it.” Clarence was moaning behind me, and I could feel his cock getting harder in my ass. “Go on, Clarence, get your nut off. Charge him up.” I knew what was coming next, and I wanted off of him immediately, but Arthur had his hands on my shoulders. “Wait, hold on!” I tried to object, then Clarence made his signature grunt. “Ugh…” his rock-hard cock started bouncing inside me. I was standing up in spite of Arthur’s grip. I just managed to pull my sphincter off of Clarence’s swollen, pulsing tip when “Ooof…” And Arthur shoved my shoulders down, and Clarence’s poz cock popped back in me. My ass reflexively clenched tight around his shaft. “Ah!” Clarence gasped and gripped my hips. “Ooof, yeah…” his hips trembled beneath me. “Aah, yeah, there it is!” Clarence moaned in bliss. I yanked my ass away, freaking out. Did I get off in time? Did he shoot it in me? I looked on the ground for evidence of him shooting outside. The floor had a lot of cum on it, both dry and wet. It was hard to tell. Clarence was stepping in some. “Like what you see?” Arthur grabbed my shoulder. “You should lick that up for him. You’re a foot pig for Chester, you can give Clearance the same treatment.” Arthur pushed me to the ground and brought my face to Clarence’s feet. “The boy likes licking feet? Well then, I won’t turn down a good servicing.” Clarence laid back on the bed and awaited the kinky play. “Go on then, start licking boy.” Arthur held my head down and Clarence raised his foot to my face. He rubbed his toes on my cheeks and smeared cold jizz on me. He swirled it around my lips until I had no choice but to open up and take his dirty toes in my mouth. At that moment I felt a cock slam into my ass. Arthur was getting ready for round two. “That’s it. Suck those toes while I unload in you.” Arther started violently fucking me while Clarence ensured his toes stayed in my mouth. Arther wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. But I didn’t know if he had anything I could catch. I enjoyed getting fucked for a while as I serviced Clarence’s feet, and my mind wandered. I was imagining Uncle Chester during Twister. His cock was so big it could reach depths Arther couldn’t. I was starting to miss the feeling of him in me. Even licking Clarence’s feet made me think of my uncle and his proposition of making me his foot pig. Part of me wishes we could have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, but I was becoming more open to the idea of giving into carnal lust with him. “Oh boy, gonna shoot. You ready for my load, boy?” Arther grunted. I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I got up from Arther despite his rough grip. He seemed disappointed. “Hey, I was so close!” “I… I need to find Chester.” I moved past the men and left the room in a hurry. I clearly wasn’t safe with them despite enjoying the first part of it. I wandered through the dark labyrinth of hallways trying to find Uncle Chester. I was about ready to leave this place, and if he wasn’t ready to go, then I’d tell him he could meet me back at his house. I was amassing an entourage of random men trailing behind me. As tempting as it was to play around with some of them, I figured I shouldn’t be playing with anyone else here since most of the men here are poz and not on meds. It took me a while to make my way through the underground maze. The place was big, and bodies were exchanging fluids in many rooms and open spaces. Coming to a dead end, I was in a hall that had multiple open, dark rooms. I wasn’t sure if they were all just rooms or if some of them led to other areas. I thought one of them could lead through and maybe my way in. There was a tv on the wall playing random porn clips and a chubby, bearish man sitting down on a bench. It was Clyde. “Hey there. Have you been having fun?” He was casually playing with his cock. “Kinda… I think I wandered into the wrong area.” “Why don’t you keep me company? Sit.” I wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat next to Clyde. He put an arm around me and continued playing with himself. He wasn’t trying to fuck me or get me to suck him, so I was a little relieved I could get a bit of a break. “So not liking the place?” “Not really. This ain’t my kind of scene.” “Aren’t you Chester’s boy toy? I figured you’d be used to taking dirty loads.” I hesitated a bit, but I was honest with him. “I’m not his boy toy, I’m his nephew. I’m not poz either, so this place is a little scary.” Clyde looked surprised. “Oh wow, you definitely came to the wrong place then. So many men here would be all over you, wanting to knock you up.” “I don’t want that. Sex is nice, but I don’t want to catch anything…” My voice was starting to break a bit. “Hey now. How about you stay with me? I can keep these guys off you. I’m poz too, but undetectable, so you don’t have to worry about that from me.” Clyde’s offer sounded sincere. It would be nice to get some kind of protection here. I leaned into him and let myself feel vulnerable with him. It was the first time I started to feel semi-safe in this place. “Since you’re here, how about a blow job? I’d like to nut off again.” Before I could answer, he guided me to the floor on my knees and placed his cock at my mouth. At this point, I was getting a little desensitized to all the sexual advances, so I opened up and started sucking him. I was actually enjoying the taste of his fat cock in my mouth. Clyde moaned and let me take my time with it. After a few minutes, I heard someone approach and stop behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the sickly old man from the steam room. The late stage poz guy. He was stroking himself in the corner, watching us. I thought he was going to leave after the steam room encounter, but I guess he was still on the prowl. Even in the dim red light, I could see almost every bone on him. Clyde guided my mouth back on his cock and rubbed my hair. I tried ignoring the sickly man and focusing on enjoying the cock in front of me, but I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling of the sickly man watching in the corner. I was sitting on my knees with my back upright, so at least there wasn’t ease of access to my ass. Then I felt a foot rub my cock. Clyde was stroking me with it while I sucked him. I couldn’t help but moan and lean into his footwork. He was really skilled with it. Fuck, I definitely have a fetish for it now. He noticed how much I was responding to it and brought his feet up to my face, interrupting the BJ. I kissed his big, meaty soles and felt myself leak. “I knew you loved that.” Clyde gloated. He put a foot on my shoulder and forced me to the ground. He stepped on my face and pinned me to the floor as he made me continue service. I tried my best not to show how much I was loving it. During the foot domination, I felt hands on my ass. Oh no, in this position, my ass was sticking out. The sickly man was behind me. I felt his sticky, warm head tapping at my still sore hole. I was getting worried, but he didn’t push in. He just kept it at the entrance as he jacked himself. “You gonna paint his back? The boy isn’t too keen on poz loads.” I was flattered; Clyde actually seemed to be defending me. “I’ll shoot it on his cheeks; his warm pucker is kissing my tip sweetly.” His voice was still raspy and unwell. I was still a little uneasy, but if he was just going to beat off, then I would be able to continue kissing Clyde’s soft feet. He rubbed them all over my face and stuck his toes in my mouth. He gave a few gentle slaps and smeared my slobber on me, then stuck his toes back in my mouth as I sucked him. “Ah, gunna shoot…” the sickly man moaned with a strained voice. His tip was still on my hole as his hips were trembling. He still wasn’t penetrating, but it was pressing. “Ah, fuck, here it comes!” His body was spasming as I felt his tip throb, discharging a several-burst orgasm. “Agh!…” a hot ribbon of toxic sperm shot out, practically jet-spraying my hole. It gushed around my hole and started running down my taint. “Agh!…” his hips spasmed harder, and I felt my ring opening up. His high-pressure ribbon shot and added to the mess on my taint, running down my balls. Clyde put a foot on my lower back, and the weight brought my ass down. The sickly man’s cock felt like it slid in further. Oh shit, how deep is that? That’s not in me, is it? My ass was so sore from earlier that I couldn’t tell. “Agh!…” the man dropped his body on my back and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips attempted to plow in. My ring practically wrapped around his mushroom. “Agh!… Ahhh…” After a few more cock bursts, his orgasm subsided, and he sighed in satisfaction. Wait, I didn’t feel his cum run brown my balls. Where did those last shots go? The confusion distracted me enough that his cock plunged forward, and I felt him sink in. His hips met my ass with a wet slap. He was giving me slow thrusts. “Hey kid, clench your ass on my shaft. Try and milk out my last few drops.” He muttered in my ear. Clyde’s foot on my face made it too hard to respond. As the sickly old man dug his cock in deep, he gave my ass a slap. Out of reflex, my hole clenched around the base of his cock, and he withdrew almost all the way, his shaft getting squeezed by my sphincter. “Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” He buried his cock in and slapped my ass again, withdrawing in sync with my ass clenching. He repeated that process a few more times. “Nice. You’re a stubborn one.” The man mumbled. His hard-on persisted, and he was going up and down on me as if he was trying to build up another load. “Looks like the two of you are busy having your own fun.“ Clyde withdrew his toes from my mouth and got up. He walked away, leaving me alone with the old man mounted on me. I was frozen in fear as I was now one-on-one with the sick old man. His hips made wet slapping sounds as he was fucking me. Gratuitous cum coated my ass balls and belly as it smeared on the ground. The man stopped fucking me and pulled out. Finally. “Let’s not waste this sauce.” He rubbed his cock against my balls in an upward swipe, then spread my ass with his fingers. “Nice little gape you have there.” Then aimed his cock at my open hole. I felt the gooey mess on his tip pressing in, and thats when I struggled. I managed to get out from under him and got to my feet. My ass and balls were dripping with his slime. “Don’t be like that. Let’s have some more fun together.” He reached for me, but I stepped away. “I need to go.” I left that area of the complex in search of where uncle Chester might be. Eventually, I found him sitting on a bench in an open room next to a hot tub. Several men were in the hot tub playing with each other, and Chester was having a conversation with some other men, stroking his big cock. I felt like it was time to leave, so I sheepishly approached in the hope I could get him to agree to let us go home.

It's a sad thing that other people were willing to take risks with your long term health, especially a gym coach with no medical training. That's someone who was just out to make money out of you. Short term gains but by the time the serious things like kidney damage and heart disease manifest themselves, your coach will be long gone. When you see the number of guys from the wrestling fraternity that pumped themselves with steroids, who are now dead or have had strokes or heart attacks, you would think that people would make more of an effort to gain the bulk the hard way. Guys in their 20's don't think that far ahead as to how their body will rebel in their 50's and 60's. I truly hope, for your sake, that the side effects are minimal.

Tom and Sam were a happy couple. They had been together for eight years. Both 32 years old. Tom was the top in the relationship. Sam loved bottoming Tom. Thou lately Sam had been traveling for work which was putting a strain on their relationship. “You just got back three days ago.” Tom said. “Can’t you tell them you need some rest?” “I will” Sam answered. “I promise.” “You said that a few months ago.” “And you weee supposed to be away for a week.” “You were gone for a month.” Tom said. “I miss you when you’re gone.” “I know.” “I miss you too.” “But we need the money.” Sam said. “And right now, you’re not working.” “I can’t believe you would throw it into my face.” “I’ve been looking everywhere for a job.” Tom shot back. “I don’t want to argue with you right now Tom.” Sam answered. “I have to catch a flight in a few hours.” “I’ll be back on the 9th.” “The 9th?” Asked Tom. “The party that Andy and Joe are throwing is on the 6th.” “We told them we be there.” Tom said. ”I have to work.” Sam said. “I’m going to have to miss it.” ”You missed it last year too.” Tom said annoyed. ”Just go.” Tom went to the party. Andy and Joe throw a hell of a party. There was one guy there that Tom hadn’t met. His name was Dick. He was 54 years old skinny thin balding. Tom and Dick hit it off. “Why are you here alone?” “ good looking guy like you would have a boyfriend.” Dick asked. ”I do.” “But Sam is traveling for work.” “It seems like that’s all he does.” Tom said. “I’m sorry Dick.” “I don’t mean to lay my problems on you.” Tom said softly. “It’s ok” Dick said. “Let me get you another drink.” Dick squeezed Tom’s knee and rubbed his back through his shirt. Then got up and got Tom his fourth drink. Who at this point was buzz. Joe and Andy let Tom crash in the basement. Dick had the bedroom in the basement. Unaware that either knew the other was in the basement. Tom had gotten undressed, wearing just his briefs. Dick came out of the bathroom naked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that anyone was down here.” Dick said. Tom nodded. Surprised to see how thin dick was. “Well let me head to bed.” Dick stopped and kiss Tom softly on his lips. “Good night.” Tom said. Tom was drunk that he hadn’t felt Dick pat his ass when he kissed him. He did notice Dick’s cock. But didn’t get why he was so thin. But didn’t think about asking him about it. Dick came out wearing his underwear. “Do you want to watch tv?” Dick asked. “Sure” Tom answered. They started watching tv. Dick started rubbing Tom’s back. He asked Tom if he wanted a massage. Tom agreed. The massage was making Tom hard. Dick slowly removed Tom’s underwear. Dick then took off his. Dick kissed Tom’s neck then kissed him passionately on his lips. Tom loved the affection and the touching. Too drunk to even think about Sam. Enjoying another man’s attention. Even if he was 21 years older. Dick was hard. “Tom suck my dick.” He ordered the drunken young man. Tom did has he was told. Tom sucked Dick’s cock for over ten minutes. Dick then took Tom had him lie on his back. Tom and Dick kissed. Dick ate out Tom’s ass. He slowly put his dick inside the drunken young man’s ass. Tom and Dick never broke eye contact. Thrusting in and out of Tom’s ass. Dick flipped Tom over and Fucked him doggie style “Oh my fucking god!” Tom said Dick’s dick felt good inside of him. “Where do you want me to cum?” Dick asked. “fucking cum inside me!” Tom said. “You sure?” Dick said. ”Yes, I’m fucking sure! Tom said. “Ahhh shit!” “I’m cunning!” Dick shouted served loads shot deep inside of Tom. Dick’s cock was deep into Tom’s guts. Dick fell asleep on top of Tom leaving his dick inside the unsuspecting young man’s ass. The next morning Tom woke up naked, hungover. And a very sore ass. Dick had left earlier that morning. Tom saw a miss call from Sam. Feeling guilty of his one night stand with Dick. Andy told Tom that Dick has full blown AIDS and didn’t have much time. ”Shit” Tom said to himself. Knowing now he was going to have to get tested. And have to tell Sam. Tom told Sam what had happened. Tom got tested and tested positive and Sam would stay with Tom and work through their problems

I do. I can release half of the next chapter to satisfy some guys and the next half later.

Darn. That's me out then. 😆

Sadly the author hasn't been on since not long after they posted this. I would also love to get an update. But it isn't likely to happen.

Feeding my cock to one of my fags.

Wish I were there woof

Hi I'm bisexual and I have a diaper fetish. And I would like to find someone to diaper me and other things

It must be hard to be hot. Nice picture, Sir.

@sissyfag4owning on telegram/session here Neg sissy bottom, never on PrEP. Looking to finally get knocked up

Neither narrative ("voted in massive numbers to Dump trump" nor "4 years later [en masse] changed their mind") is at all accurate. They were just media fiction. Depends on what you consider "massive numbers" of course, but even Obama in 2008 had a higher popular vote margin than in either 2020 or 2024.

@Jaygusher have you an update coming?