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The straight, clean-cut 40-something year old guy on Craigslist posted for a woman who would take the four-day load in his nuts. He wanted a blowjob. Evidently, he was having no luck because when I emailed him playfully suggesting that a guy might do a better job with that, he actually emailed me back. He had just struck out with a third woman and was pretty frustrated. The more we emailed back and forth, the more I could tell he was just your average guy who was kind of losing his mind because he was so horny, and ready to try anything. He asked me whether I was HIV negative and clean. I replied I was. He claimed he had received a blowjob from his college roommate a couple times and had enjoyed the experience, and in all truth, the real obstacle didn't seem getting a blowjob from a guy, but convincing him I didn't expect anything in return. He actually wanted me to explain what I get out of it, so I told him how I got off servicing a man, especially a straight man. I told him how just a fantasy of a straight man using me to empty nuts kind of makes me crazy. He made a big point about asking whether I enjoyed tasting a man's semen. I replied "Yeah, I really get off on it." He finally agreed to give it a try, saying he'd come over to my house. When he showed up my initial thought was that he had honestly been somewhat self-deprecating in his self-description. He had said he was clean-cut , but when he stepped into my living room, he was every gay guy's fantasy of the straight guy who wants a blowjob. He was wearing kind of a thick coat because it was cold outside, but when he took it off and I saw him in his T-shirt and sweats, I couldn't believe how lucky I was that night. We talked for a while, and then I asked if he was ready. He answered 'yeah', so I suggested we go to the back bedroom. I hadn't blown a guy in a while, so I was really hungry to play with him. When we arrived in the bedroom he sort of hesitated as he stood next to the bed, so I stepped over to him, went down on my knees and began feeling up his cock inside of his sweats. He got hard quickly. I began to mouth his penis through the material. Slowly, I began to work his sweats down his legs. Underneath of the sweats he was wearing gray boxer briefs, and I could see the outline of his throbbing dick. Remember I said he was kind of self-deprecating? He described his dick as somewhat thick and a bit of a longer 'unit'. If there ever was an understatement, this was it. After tonguing the salty wet spot his pre-cum had created when it soaked through his boxers, I finally worked his boxer briefs off. His dick was at least eight inches and really thick. I began to work on his cock, sucking the head, and then kind of showing off my skills at deep throating him. The entire time, he leaked pre-come like crazy. I could tell it had been a while since the boy had gotten any attention. Finally he asked if he could sit down, and I told him of course he could. I reminded him that this was about taking care of his needs. Once he was comfortable I got between his legs and continued to work on his rigid dick. My dick was rock hard, and it was kind of uncomfortable in my boxers , so I decided to take them off, and he didn't seem to mind. A few times I could tell he was getting close to cumming, and each time I deliberately backed-off, and when he had calmed down I went back to sucking him. His nuts were extremely sensitive, so he asked me to be careful with them, and I gently tongued them. After about 20 minutes I could tell he had held out about as long as he could, only to have his suggest "Hey, let's change positions." I was kind of surprised he wanted to do that because I could swear he was moments away from ejaculating, but I said "Sure, whatever you want." Then he ordered me to lay on my back. I complied, assuming he was going to mount my face and fuck it to finish up, but instead, without even asking, he began to rub his leaking penis against my asshole. I was stunned - we hadn't said anything about anal, but he was clearly about to cum, and it was also clear he was going to take what he wanted. Fortunately I habitually prep my ass whenever I blow a guy, just in case. It's only happened a time or two, but I like to be ready, and that night I was glad I was prepared. Throughout the entire blowjob, he leaked what tasted like gallons of pre-come , and now he was pre-cumming all over my asshole. Without any hesitation or ceremony, he just hunched forward and the head of his big cock popped into my ass. In two strokes, he was balls deep and then he stiffened, not making a single sound, but I could feel he was ejaculating his sperm into me. He knew he was going to come when I was blowing him, and I had even told him I would swallow when he was ready because he complained that women usually wouldn't swallow cum, but instead of blowing his load in my mouth, when push came to shove, and he needed to empty his nuts, he simply decided he wanted to do it in my cunt. Afterwards we talked and joked about the experience. He said that he really thought this would work for him — he thought it would take the edge off when he was dating women if he didn't have to sleep with them to get his rocks off. He made sure he got my real email address and phone number and then asked when I'd be free again. It's been a couple hours since he left, and I'm jacking off as I feel his straight semen leaking out of my used ass. He's going to be back. Thanks for listening — I just had to tell the story, because I couldn't believe it happened, even though I'm laying here right now with an aching asshole because a straight guy decided to finish his male business inside me.

LA Story Chris kept his eyes shut tightly and bit his lower lip hard to avoid making any noise from escaping his mouth as he felt the weight of Jay’s body pushing him down to the pillow that was wedged under his belly each time Jay’s cock pounded down into Chris’ tight hole. Chris could feel soreness all over his body from Jay’s punches and kicks from their fight about an hour ago. Chris could feel tears running down his cheeks as he thought about earlier evening events since the arrival at LAX that led him to his current position. Chris just turned 18 and finished high school in June and decided to take a trip to LA alone before starting college in September. Not only this was the first time he was travelling alone without his mom but he also had a plan to finally explore gay scene in this trip for the first time. He’s been keeping his attraction to boys in secret and even had a girl friend who he had sex with couple of times in his senior year. He had no idea what kind of sexual activities two boys could engage but seeing other boys naked bodies in the locker room always made him feel more thrilled and excited than girls so he was quite certain that he was either gay or bi. Before the trip, he went online and found couple of boys around his age from LA that were interested in hanging out with him during his trip. However, when he got off the cab in front of his hotel and looked for his wallet to pay for the cab fare, he couldn’t find it. He went to the hotel desk and tried to see if he could check in but they wouldn’t let him check in without any ID. He called up his online friends and both of them happened to be out of town but one of them were kind enough to ask his friend to come and pick Chris up and let him stay at his house overnight. He also lend Chris the cab fare before the cab driver tried to bargain Chris to have sex with him instead. Chris felt so grateful for Jay’s hospitality at first. As Jay drove away from the city to his place, Chris told him how grateful he was and started to tell him about how this trip was supposed to be his first gay experience and etc. Chris was too naïve to read the signs of another trouble that he was getting into and told Jay about his life and his attraction to guys. After an hour and half long drive, they reached Jay’s house and Chris was surprised how dark and isolated it was. Jay carried the luggage into the house and Chris followed him with his backpack. Jay dropped Chris’ luggage by the door and went straight to the kitchen to grab drinks for them. Chris stood by the door while Jay made the drinks and looked around the living room with a huge TV with no other furniture but few pillows on the floor. Jay brought the drinks to one of the pillows and sat down. Chris sat on another pillow and took the drink from Jay as he handed it to him. “You have to drink it in one shot” Jay told Chris and took his shot. Chris copied Jay and pour it all into his mouth but couldn’t swallow it down as easily as Jay and struggled to keep in it. Jay laughed at Chris’s struggle and pulled off his t shirt. Chris smiled back at Jay and carefully studied his naked torso. Jay told Chris to take his shirt off and he pulled it off of Chris himself when Chris hesitated. “You want to smoke?” Jay asked as he reached for a big glass bong that was on the corner of the room and Chris shook his head. “C’mon. You are in my house so you have to do what I tell you to do.” Jay pushed the bong opening to Chris’ lips and instructed him to slowly inhale til he tells him to stop and hold it in until he tells him to let it out. Chris had strong lung from years of track and wrestling in high school and Jay could see it and instructed Chris to inhale and hold extra long time. By the time Jay let Chris exhale, thick white clouds filled up the whole living room. “Bitch, you got a good hit. Good job. Do another one.” Jay instructed Chris to take another big long hit one after another while he kept his eyes on Chris’ eyes. Jay could see the dilated pupils in Chris’ eyes. Jay pulled the bong from Chris and set it down before he stood up in front of Chris. Chris’ eyes were at the level with Jay’s growing bulge and Jay smiled when he saw the lingering look. Jay pulled Chris up to his feet and led him to the bathroom. He turned the shower head on and told Chris to get naked. Chris stood still a bit hesitant to get naked in front of a stranger even though he was high from the smoke and the drink. That’s the moment when things changed quickly as Jay slapped Chris hard to almost knock him off the balance. “I told you to strip and you do whatever I tell you bitch.” Jay grabbed Chris and wrestled him down to the tiled floor and started to forcefully pull clothes off of Chris. At first, Chris was shocked and didn’t put up much fight but as his senses started to come back he tried to resist Jay. Chris was quite athletic but he was so high from the drugs and against Jay’s 6’ 3” way bigger body, his 5’9” and 145lbs body was overmatched. Soon Jay had Chris pinned down and unable to move under him. Jay was naked as well and his big hard cock kept on growing as Jay through few more punches on Chris’ body. “Get up and wash up.” Jay told Chris as he got off of Chris and kicked him hard in the stomach before walking out of the bathroom. Chris’ spirit as well as his body was beaten and defeated and in spite of his desire to disobey Jay, he got into the shower as he was told. He stood still under the stream of water and felt sore all over his body. All of sudden, the glass door to the shower opened and Jay entered. Jay started to run soap all over Chris’ body and washed his whole body. After the shower Jay wrapped Chris with a big towel and led him back to the living room and sat him down on a pillow. The big screen was on now and it was showing Jay’s big black cock pumping a smooth white hole deep and hard. “You are going to smoke some more but this time I want you to open your mouth wide after you inhale and push your mouth on my cock as much as you can before you exhale, ok?” Jay fed the bong to Chris’ lips as before and Chris did as he was told.

Whe When I regained consciousness I had a raging piss erection and I thought I was going to burst. As I got up and headed for the bathroom I became aware of my extremely sore asshole. I began to wake up and gather my thoughts as I emptied my bladder then walked back into the room. I was all alone now. No Daddy, no Jimbo, no tripods or cameras. My laptop was still on the desk along with the evidence of my partying and playing. Maybe it had all been a dream. I had been super drunk and high and maybe I had just passed out and dreamed it all. But then I spotted the towels that had been under me on the bed. They were bright red with dried blood. This combined with my very sore hole convinced me that it hadn’t been a dream. Everything seemed to be where it was supposed to be and I didn’t find anything missing. I counted my blessings as they could have taken everything when they left: my laptop, my wallet, my phone, etc. But everything was still there. I then realized that even though I had just taken a piss, my cock was still rock hard and was bouncing up and down. I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand next to the bed, and it was 6:00. That can’t be right I thought. I found my cell phone and checked it and sure enough, it was 6PM. I suddenly panicked. I was supposed to check out of my motel room by noon. I quickly called the front desk to apologize and let them know I would be leaving shortly. The clerk told me I was fine as my coworkers had stopped as they were leaving and said that you all had been up most of the night working, and they paid for another night on the room. I breathed a brief sigh of relief and then checked my phone for missed calls. My wife must be worried sick. She would have called before she left for work to be sure I was up. I could always tell her that I was in the shower. But she would have messaged me when she got to her office, called or messaged at lunch and again when she headed home. She must be worried to death not being able to reach me. But when I checked my phone there were no missed calls or messages. Now I began to worry if she was okay. Was she sick? Did something happen? I dialed her cell phone and all I got was a message, “The caller is not accepting calls.”. That was strange. I tried a few more times and got the same message. I tried calling the house phone as she should be home from work but it just rang and rang. Panicking, I took a quick shower, dressed and grabbed all my things and checked out. On the 3-hour drive home, I kept trying to call both her cell phone and the house, but got no answer. I also tried checking social media to see if she had posted anything online, but I was having trouble logging in. Trying to solve the problem as I was driving at 75mph up the interstate was not a smart thing to do, so I just continued calling. It was 9:30 when I turned onto my street. As I got closer, the house appeared dark with no lights on. Panic and fear gripped me as I got closer. Suddenly I could see a bunch of stuff scattered around the front yard out by the street. As I pulled into the driveway, I realized that the “stuff” scattered on the lawn was actually “MY stuff”. Actually, what was left of my stuff, as it looked like people had been picking through it and taking what they wanted. “What the hell was going on”? I got out of the car and walked to the front door. It was locked. I tried to put my key in but it wouldn’t go in. That is when I spotted an envelope with my name on it taped to the front door. I opened it to find a petition for divorce. Panic and fear immediately turned to shock. What the heck happened, I wondered. I went around to the back door and tried my keys there, only to find that all the locks had been changed. Returning to the car, I tried calling her relatives, a couple of my relatives, some of our friends, but nobody would answer my calls. Not knowing what had happened, I decided my best course of action was to salvage what was left of my belongings from the front yard and then go get a motel room for the night and figure things out in the morning. I grabbed a few of the clothes off the lawn, but quickly realized that all the good stuff had already been scavenged by others. I checked into a local motel about 15 minutes away from my house. Once I got settled in the room, I setup my laptop and thought I would check my social media and my wife’s to see if I could find any indication as to what was going on. When I tried to log into my social media page, I got an incorrect password message. I tried again, but with the same result. From past experience, I knew that some sites will lock your account if you use the wrong password 3 times in a row. I was not in the mood to deal with calling customer service at the moment, so I tried a different approach. I created a new account so that I could log in. Then I went to my wife’s page only to find that she must have changed her privacy settings. I had often told her that she should do that, so her posts couldn’t be seen by everyone in the world. But she always said that she had nothing to hide. I on the other hand restricted who could see my page and posts. Unable to see anything on her page, I did a search for my page and it was found. That was strange as my privacy settings were such that only my friends should be able to see it. I clicked on the search results and the cursor began spinning and then my social media page came up. Someone must have hacked into my page and changed my password! As I stared at the Newsfeed on my social media page, everything became perfectly clear. As I scrolled down through all the posts on my page from the last 24 hours, staring in horror at my screen, I saw dozens of photos and videos that had been posted. Photos clearly showing my face, my naked body, my mouth sucking on a huge white cock, sucking a huge black cock, and photos of me with my legs in the air with bloody bare raw cocks buried in my ass. I clicked the video at the very top of my Newsfeed and as it began to play, there I was naked on my back with a long black cock entering my ass as I yelled out “Fill me with your toxic cum and knock me up!”. “Bury your cock deep inside me and fill my guts with your AIDS babies”. As I starred at the screen in shock, I suddenly realized that in addition to the hookup sites, Craigslist, my secret email account I used for ads/hookups, and the porn videos, I also had my social media page and everyday email account open on my computer when Daddy and Jimbo arrived. After they were done, they must have uploaded the photos and videos to my social media page, changed my privacy settings to Public and changed my password. Quickly I opened my everyday email account. Fortunately, they had not changed that password. Opening my Sent email folder my worst nightmare was staring me in the face. They had sent a couple of dozen mass emails to my entire contact list, each one blank except for a high resolution photo clearly showing the events of the previous night. As I sat there in shock, I became oblivious to everything around me. I already knew what I would find. But I opened the email account that I used for hookups. I sent an email off to Daddy and a got message back that it was not a valid email account. Daddy had created the account to communicate with me and then had deleted it. I shut all the windows on my screen and as I sat there in stunned silence starring at my Desktop, I noticed a new folder sitting there… CONVERSION. And then I felt it; my rock hard cock straining against the inside of my pants, trying its hardest to bob up and down!

When I was in college, being a cocky jock worked. But you have to accept that what works changes as you get older. Now, I'm at an age where the most attractive persona is muscle-daddy, so I work that. It's kind of funny because over Christmas I was with my family and my heterosexual brothers, a bit older than me and who haven't put the effort into keeping themselves up, were lamenting that their best days were long behind them. And all the time I was thinking, I have a 28 year old husband, a 20 year old fuckbuddy, a 27 year old fuckbuddy, and a 30 year old I hook up with occasionally. Really, it's a matter of taking care of yourself and willingness to adapt as you mature.

To train a total sub pussy boy, you have to prevent him from touching his cock and ejaculating by stimulating his penis. So with my boy, I've locked him in chastity (holy trainer) for 7 weeks now. He's not allowed to touch the device or his cock except to clean it. Punishment helps a lot here, as well as bondage at night so he can't touch or play with his cock or device. The goal is to reprogram him so that all stimulation comes from anal penetration. This could take a long time, so it's best to have a cb designed for long term wear. (very long term) Also you have to stimulate his prostrate as much as possible. Plug training here is a must. I've started him with different size plugs, working on longer time frames. He's now at 10 hours per day, and plugs are mandatory when he's taken out of the house. I've noticed physical activity while plugged gets his cock leaking. So this is a good sign. Also it's very important to share his pussy with whomever wants to fuck him. I've taken away all dildos and only use them on him myself for stretching or depth play. I also list him regularly on bbrt, craig's list, a4a and silverdaddies as a main source for anal/sexual stimulation. It seems to be working, the boy is craving cock like I could've have ever imagined. And looks or age are no longer an issue. Also his stamina when getting tagged or gang fucked has improved and what used to be painful is now pleasurable for him. The carrot and the stick also comes in handy, he gets praise for being a good pussy, and punished for not being an enthusiastic bottom. The 3 ingredients are simply 1) Total chasitty 2) Regular/long term plugging 3) Share, share, share. It takes time so be patient, and find a Dom that is patient and strict as well. Soon you will realize that the only cocks that are important are the ones that fuck you.

I answered this CL ad from a str8 black guy who got off on getting his foreskin worked and stated he couldn't find a woman who'd spend hours nursing on it...turns out the real reason woman didn't suck him off was he had the rankest cock ever - this guy could produce a weeks worth of cheese in an 8 hour workday - I spent a very happy year on my knees cleaning his foreskin before he was transferred up north...

As a bottom I love it when I have a cock pounding my ass while I suck on a big one at the same time. Even better when the top shoots a big load in my ass while the other one squirts one down my throat. I love a spitroast. Satisfies both my ass and mouth. Usually that only happens when I have a date with a couple (my profile pic is from one of those dates recently). It's difficult to get three single guys together so a couple is easier. Dating couples though can be complicated as they tend to look after their partner's sexual pleasures and are more focused on their own (both) satisfaction than yours. You usually just end up to be the tool to spice up their sex life. What do you think? Any experiences to share as a single guy having a date with couples? The date I had from which the profile pic comes from ended up with one of the couple getting jealous because his BF was apparently in love with my ass and could not stop fucking me. He practically threw me out of the house as soon as both came.

I self lube also, strange i was talkung about this the other week, i always seem to be ready for a cock or 10 just to slide in.. i have been told my arse tastes good and after sucking cocks clean that have been in me I agree ?

I would love to take your charged up load!!

I instinctively knew what was in the folder. It was about midnight. I could deal with things in the morning. I still had almost a liter of Everclear left, and some soda to mix with it. I fixed myself a strong drink as I began to strip naked, freeing my throbbing cock. I finished the drink in a few gulps and made another which I finished as I gathered my poppers and water bottle, my rubber bands to put around my cock and balls, the butt plug and lube. I also grabbed the bottle with the last of my Oxy, some Vicodins, a water glass and a syringe, just in case. Within 5 minutes everything was setup and I poured my 3rd drink as I sat down in front of my laptop. I drank half of my drink as I opened the folder and then topped off my drink with just the Everclear. As I looked at the file details, I saw close to 200 high resolution photos and 2 to 3 dozen videos spanning the time frame from shortly after midnight to almost 4 AM! I opened the first photo and started a slideshow as I sat back and finished my drink. Half way through I paused it and got my rubber bands. I needed to delay my orgasm and I was getting close to cumming just from looking at the photos. One band got looped twice around the top of my sac and another one I looped 3 times around my whole package. Then I wrapped a smaller third one a couple of times around the base of my cock. Then I poured another drink. The first two were just starting to hit me. Then I resumed the slideshow until it finished. I sat there trying to fathom what I had just seen. Photos had been taken from every angle, of every activity. Some had been taken standing back so the whole scene was visible, others were close-ups. Although my face was clearly visible in many of the photos, not one of them showed Daddy’s or Jimbo’s face. Photos of me with Daddy’s cock in my mouth, some with Jimbo’s. Sometimes just the head, others with their cocks buried fully. There was even a couple of close-ups where the shape of the cockhead could be seen halfway down my throat. My mouth was getting dry, so I paused the slideshow, downed my drink and fixed another one. As I resumed looking at the photos, they now moved to close-ups of my hole. There was one zoomed in showing the butt plug inserted with my ass lips stretched. Then a shot of it gaping and empty. That must have been when Jimbo pulled the plug out. I could see just a slight tinge of pink in the mixture of my ass juices and lube. And then some close-ups of Daddy’s cock buried bare up my hole. A couple of shots showed his cock only partly inside and I could see some streaks of red along his length. I could feel my hole beginning to twitch and my cock was bobbing “Yes” with excitement. Again, I paused the slideshow. It was after midnight, but it was a Friday night and guys stayed up later and were looking to get off, especially as the bars closed. I logged into a couple of hookup sites and set my status as looking to get fucked, then posted a couple of ads on Craigslist. I made it perfectly clear that I wanted it Raw/Bare and no load would be refused. Then I published my ads and proceeded to get my butt plug ready. As I began working it into my hole it was quite painful as I had been tore up pretty good only 24 hours ago. I took a break for a minute and finished my drink, made another and then took a couple of popper hits as I resumed the slideshow. There were a few more photos of Daddy’s cock in my hole and then another one of my gaping hole. A fresh load of cum was clearly evident inside. The next photo as a close-up of a big black cock with a set of hands attaching a set of shiny silver spikes. And then a shot of just the head of the cock with the spikes coming out of the top and bottom. Pausing the slideshow again, I grabbed my shaving kit and got out a syringe and pain pills. Not wanting to pass out if I did hookup, I selected a Vicodin instead, repeating my procedure of the previous night. I checked the hookup sites as I waited for the Vicodin to take effect, then went back to the slideshow. The next few photos must have been shot in burst mode as they captured the moment that Jimbo’s spiked cock head kissed the opening of my hole and then another shot as each inch of his death stick entered me. After the shot with him buried to the hilt, there was another series of shots as his cock slowly withdrew. But it was no longer a black cock, it was a bright red one. And then I paused the slideshow, freezing the next photo on the screen. There filling the screen of my laptop was a huge red and black cock, with drops of bright red blood, MY BLOOD, dripping from the spikes sticking out of the head. I stared at it as I felt my cock bobbing up and down and my hole twitching. The Vicodin hadn’t yet reached its full effect, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel some pain. I wanted to feel my hole tear. I wanted to feel the warm trickle of blood coming out of my hole. I forced the plug most of the way up my hole, then I took a few big hits from my popper bottle and braced the base of the plug on the chair. Just as the rush from the poppers hit, I pulled up a little feeling the plug come partway out and then forcefully sat all the way down, feeling the plug go in full force, violently spreading my hole to its maximum and then my ass lips snapping shut around the base. I almost yelled out from the pain but within a second it passed and I entered a state of euphoria feeling the fullness inside. The sound of an email notification brought me back to reality. Switching windows, I saw a couple of emails from guys interested in coming over. Without any hesitation, I asked them if they had any objections to groups or gangbangs as there were others interested. Both guys were okay with it, so I sent both of them the name of the motel and the room number. I shut down the slideshow and the closed the CONVERSION folder and then brought up one of my Poz/Neg videos and got it ready to play. Then I switched to Craigslist, logged into my account and typed another ad. “Late 50’s gay bear. Naked in motel room. Drinking, doing poppers, watching porn. I need to be fucked. Raw/Bare. No loads refused. Bring a friend if you want. Party favors welcome. The more the merrier. Motel 6 by the interstate. Room 126.” I bounced up and down a few times feeling the plug deep inside me, then grabbed my water bottle with poppers and took a few big hits and then hit Publish. Then I switched to the video and hit PLAY.

Part 3. This talk, the intoxicating smells of man-on-man sex, cum and piss is all too much for me as my balls tingle and pull up before spraying the biggest cum load of my life down my fiancé’s throat and as the pulsing subsides my deflating cock slips from his mouth with just long strings of cum still connecting us. I catch my breath and bend down to kiss my man. Our heads clash but our tongues jostle as we swap my load between us as Scott still relentlessly fucks my beautiful sweaty boy. Our moment of intimacy is quickly interrupted as two guys, both wanking rhythmically, move right up to Andrew before sneeringly demanding. “Look in to our eyes Neg Boy” and then barking out the order, “And NOT at our cocks…Adam can you do the honors?” Adam reappears, holds Andrew around the neck with the crook of his elbow squeezing hard around his throat…I watch as Andrew’s eyes roll back as Scott announces with a series of guttural grunts, “I’m flooding your cunt…. for the third time…take it NOW…here it CUUUMMMMSSSS as he continuously slams in as hard as is humanly possible. Simultaneously the two guys cum too with Adam using his free hand thumb and forefinger to hold Andrew’s eyes open. Volley after double volley of HIV laden cum shoots on to Andrew’s hair, then his forehead, the third splats into the intended target area, his eyes with the rest falling on to his nose mouth and eventually dribbling down on to the floor. “FUCK it stings!” Then in panic as Andrew thrashes around with arms flailing around Adam’s vice like grip desperately trying to rub the diseased liquid from his eyes, “I can’t see” and before I can help Scott pushes me aside and is there shoving his cum, arse juice and blood streaked cock down my boy’s throat. “Ugg! Arrrrgh! Fuck, fuck, fuck” Andrew utters whilst trying to blink away the stinging cum, gasping to breathe, stand and clean up Scott’s still hard fuck stick all at the same time. Before Andrew can process what just happened I slip to the side lines to watch the next set of events unfold. Adam lines up behind him, spanks his hand down hard in a rain of slaps and ever so slowly pushes his cock into the gaping hole that was once a tight chute. For such a big muscly guy, I notice his cock is a stubby 5-6 inches but massively thick and ugly looking. In a voice, just above a whisper the big man says “can you feel those lumps and bumps as they stretch you wider than ever before as I inch my diseased cock in? No, they’re not copious ridges or prominent veins but nasty crusty Genital Herpes, oh and Syphilis too just to make sure your wrecked and bloody hole accepts all our gifts.”

A Tumblr link https://www.tumblr.com/video/dgoodrim/155386107573/250/ If anyone knows where the original video came from (not the Tumblr blog that posted it), I'd be grateful

Any stories of sharing you got or gave an STD and it did or didn't go well? Do you allow repeat offenders? The couple I've had, I was the receiver and while annoyed and wished people would be more vigilant of their health, I wasn't upset with them. I take responsible for my own sexual health. Stealthing and deception are another idea, but even so, I'm not much of a begrudger. When I was worried that I had passed something along, I was direct and told them "hey, just FYI, there may be...." and they were good sports about it. Luckily, their tests came back neg or they said they'd be vigilant and I didn't hear anything else about it. I was talking to a buddy yesterday and he was saying a FB of his gave him chlimydia three consecutive times, but the guy was sincerely sorry... I would've cut him off my roster, but instead, they still fuck, just with condoms.

I've had those nights where I kinda cruise around checking bbrt and cl for bttms to seed. The most i've done in one night was three different bttms but i've done that scenario like twice. Sometimes my dick just gets horny for more.

Truvada comes off patent in 2021. It's part of why there's such a push to develop injectables and reformulations. If the ACA were to survive -- it's not -- you'd have seen more downward pressure on Truvada's cost before 2021. We'll get to cheaper Truvada, it's just going to take a while. Well, Hep-C isn't a big issue for HIV- people. There are some cases of transmission between negative people, but outside of injecting drugs or fisting, its really difficult to do. The best way to prevent Hep C transmission in negative people is to keep people that way. Herpes is a risk, but herpes is a risk for everyone. It's a skin-to-skin transmitted disease. So you can wrap yourself from neck to knee in a plastic wrap, and still get it if you kiss a person. Truvada in HIV- people, is little stronger than aspirin. The majority of bodies have no problem tolerating it. And because of how well its tolerated in HIV+ bodies long term, if there was no other option ever coming down the pike, Truvada would still be a pretty good option for people. But not everyone will be slutty across the days of their life. People change. People go through "seasons of risk" as Bob Grant says. So while some people will probably take PrEP (in whatever form) for decades, but others will go off and on it as needed. Others will disagree, but I just can't see relying on data provided by someone else regarding STIs is a better policy than regular testing yourself. Taking PrEP, being checked at least quarterly -- if not more frequently -- is still the best way to make sure I'm not carrying around hitchhiker. Someone telling me they aren't, someone showing me a site or a printout, might reduce the odds a bit, but the only way to be certain is to be tested. On demand PrEP, the 2:2:1 method, is a valid way of taking PrEP. It's not common Stateside because the testing was for daily PrEP. But the French have rolled it out, and there will be some longer term studies about if its already high level of protection is exactly the same as daily use. I've taken anti-depressants since I was 21. I'm 47 now. I expect to take some kind of anti-depressant and some kind of PrEP until I fall asleep for the final time.

Well that was a fucking hot read.

Not sure if this has been posted before or not, but I shot a huge load to this vid today. That top is hot as fuck and the verbal gets me every fucking time... http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/4th-Load-in-a-Cum-Hungry-Slut-27613851

I normally share my recent hookups with you guys, but something happened recently that somehow reminded me of the exact moment in my youth that I realized that I loved to be a cum receptacle for horny tops. This happened to me when I was about 18 and in my first year at college - that's when I realized I was a total cum whore, an insatiable bottom, making this discovery the first time I was shared and passed around to a bunch of horny older tops. I wasn't turned into the whore I am: I'm sure I was born as a total whore. When I was eighteen I met a guy, John, while cruising a city park restroom. He was 29, an extremely tall, good looking, muscular, masculine guy with blond, curly hair and piercing blue eyes. John had a distinguished, professional look about him, and gave the impression he may well have been an accountant or lawyer, but I learned when John was turned on and naked, he was one nasty and sexually aggressive guy. While in the restroom I sucked his dick at the urinals for a bit, but it was somewhat risky as a lot of families were in the park that day, and we were interrupted several times, so when John suggested we go back to his nearby apartment, I readily agreed. Back at his apartment John didn't waste any time but fucked me, afterwards we lay together, caressing and kissing. There had been something of a 'spark' between us, and John made it clear he wanted to fuck me a lot. While we lay in his bed, just chatting and kissing, I heard the door to his apartment open and close, followed by footsteps crossing the hardwood floors. Then I heard the sounds of a television in the living room. John got up out of bed explaining "My friend Dennis is home. Stay here. I want to speak with Dennis for a minute." So I lay there, naked, in John's bed as he put on a robe and left to talk to his friend. When John returned, he sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I was telling Dennis about you. He wants to fuck you. Are you up for that?" "Sure. I guess so," I replied. John jumped up and went out to talk to Dennis, and within a minute or so the bedroom door opened again and in walked Dennis. He was a tall, muscular, handsome, dark haired guy, probably in his late 20's. He was also completely nude, and showed off his rock hard, very large and thick, cut cock, which stuck straight out his gorgeous, muscular body. I should add his chest, legs and cock were covered in thick black hair. Dennis climbed into bed with me, and began to kiss me, gradually moving down my body, kissing away, until he reached my cock which he initially sucked, only to move further down, lift my legs and felch some of John's cum from my ass. Then he pushed my legs up to my chest and slid his own cock into my cum filled ass. Dennis fucked me for over twenty minutes. Unlike John, as he fucked me he was very vocal, finally letting out a load groan as he slammed into me and filled my ass with his load. Just as Dennis was cumming inside me, John came back into the room, switching places with Dennis so he could give me another load in my ass. John and Dennis told me then that they were lovers, and had been a couple for five years, but they weren't monogamous, each enjoying some play on the side, both with and without each other. So I became a fuck buddy to each of them, coming to their apartment two or three times a week to fuck with one or both of them. One day, about a month after we first me, I received a call from John, suggesting I come by that Saturday night as Dennis and he were having some friends over, friends I would want to meet. I agreed, and arrived at their apartment about 6:00 PM. We had a few drinks and ate some appetizers they had prepared. I was new to drinking, so, it didn't take many drinks for me to feel the effect. In fact, I had a very nice buzz going by the time the three of us were naked on John's king sized bed sucking, kissing, rimming and fucking each other. About 20 minutes into this playtime, two of their buddies showed up, so now there were four guys and me. All four of the men took his turn in fucking and seeding my hole. Then another guy showed up. Then another and another. All told, by the end of that evening, I had taken nine loads in my ass, as well as a couple of oral loads. It turned out John had invited a bunch of his top buddies, telling them all to show up between 7:00 and 10:00 PM, that his apartment door would be unlocked and a young bottom would be there to take their loads. The guys ranged in age from mid 20's to mid 50's, and had, of course, various builds and cock sizes, but all of them fed me a load either in my ass or mouth. This became a regular occurrence at their apartment. For the rest of that year I would spend most Saturday nights at John's and Dennis' place, sometimes stretching the visits into the wee hours of Sunday morning, all the while taking loads from their buddies. Some would be guys who had fucked me in the past, and were returning for another chance to seed me, but just as often I had never before seen the guy. In any event, the number of guests seemed to grow each Saturday night, and looking back I'm fairly sure some of the guys would return the following Saturday, bringing their friends with them. Although I wish I had, I honestly never formally kept count, but, towards the end of this, I was probably taking between ten to twenty loads on a Saturday night. A lot of the guys seemed to be married guys in their 30's, 40's and 50's. This being SLC, Utah, I'm sure a lot of them were married, Mormon guys. Trust me. There are a hell of a lot of married, Mormon guys out there happy to slide their dicks in other guys' holes. Strangely, early the next year, John ended up leaving Dennis to marry a female. They had a kid within the year. I never fully figured that one out. Dennis was devastated. I continued to fuck with Dennis for a few months, but he eventually moved out of state, so my days of being a cum dump for their friends came to a close. I knew, however, from the first time I was passed around to between Dennis, John and their friends, that I was a cum dump, that that was what I wanted to be. And so I still am: I still can't get enough dick and cum inside me to satisfy me. The more I get, the more I want.

a day whitout a load, is a wasted day so make my day

Fully agree with you on the subject of the hotness of the colour contrast between black and white skin ..... though, I'd say - a white cock surrounded by a tight, black ass isn't nearly as hot as the opposite! I guess the purpose of BBC's in this world is really to breed white asses Hope you'll be in luck if you go hunting today

Go for it. Like real slut I take all the cocks I can.

PrEP is not accessible to everyone. Accepting the possibility of pozing for someone who lives a "perfectly good heterosexual sex life" is not easy because the consequences of your actions fall on many other people like spouse and children and having to face the heterosexual world as an HIV+ individual. I would suggest you evaluate how important it is for you to stay HIV-negative and how devastating would it be if you became poz. If you don't care about HIV then just go for it and become a slut to horny guys in darkrooms. If you need to remain HIV-negative because pozing would complicate your personal life, you need some protection from HIV. One solution is PrEP but the problem is that you are still exposed to other infections not protected by PrEP. You need now to evaluate whether or not being exposed to other infections like Syphilis has to be avoided at all cost or you can afford being the risk of infection. If you can handle the curable infections and accept a low risk of Herpes and Hepc-C, PrEP is a good solution, at least for a few years. If you need to avoid all STDs your best solution is a membership with safestsex.org because the information you would get from other members is relevant to making a decision to have or not to have sex with someone when trying to protect from STDs. The problem with the strategy offered by safestsex.org is that new member cannot expect to be protected from STDs in extremely anonymous situations, like a darkroom. What I've heard is that in some large cities (not sure if the US or Canada) they have organized SafestSex.org Parties, sort of like CumUnion but much smaller I imagine. I don't have the details of how that works but I can imagine that if everyone is tested it should be fun to get all in a bathhouse or some club. Something I've learned throughout the years is that I always thought I needed to have the experience because it was my last chance. Unless you are getting close to 50 you don't need to rush and instead make sure to make the best decision.

Yesterday morning I was hardly up an hour when I got a message from a local 21-year-old bug chasing cum dump. Said he had one huge poz load that was fresh in his ass. I hopped in the car and was there in under 10 minutes. The slut was waiting on his knees in a dark room to start working my cock. I fucked him for about 15 and gave him his second load of the day.

I would agree with the consensus that bottom's strugggle as we get older. I am 50 but I like to think I'm decent looking (gym at least times / week, etc etc). At this point, with the exception of extremely rare attention in saunas (bathhouses) I haven't had sex that I haven't paid for in months. And, even then, I've had escorts flake out on me when someone hotter is available. I also constantly see ads from tops older and / or heavier etc than me who won't talk to anyone over 30 / 35 or really fit. I even see guys like this getting fairly frequent action in the sauna while I'm relegated to voyeur status in a corner. I have become "no ones type". To be honest, it's depressing as hell. (For the record, I'm NOT saying I think they are 'less hot' than I am... just that they have attributes MODERN CULTURE would say are less desirable. Many of these guys, I would happily offer my holes to. In fact, I have only to be told I'm not their type, that sure we should get together in the mythical "someday", or just not get any reply at all. )

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I always use ibis euston. Get to rooms without key cards and big hotel so always guys coming and going

Demonsemen, you are speaking my language. Reality in porn, with that primal urge sex. You know the fucked up guy in the corner of a crowded bar getting fucked by random men, not a movie set pretending. At least Sketchy Sex and Fraternity X get close to some of this type of porn, but I would like to see it taken further. One of the most incredible fucks I got was from a trucker next to a porno movie theater screen in Akron Ohio no less. The real people that will put themselves on display for the love of cock. Also breeding. It drives me nuts for some reason to be watching a porn with some good hard core fucking and they pull out and spray on their face. Fuck, even if they pull out, I want at least some of that seed pumped into the hole. Isn't that what fucking is about? Balls pumping cum in a hot hole. I am also a huge fan of gay incest porn. Real brothers fucking brothers. Nothing turns me on than seeing that connection sex. Especially when you can tell these brothers having been fucking for a long time. Not just twin sex, but brothers that love to fuck. And though it is not for everyone, REAL father and son sex. I've seen a few here and there, and Mormonboyz has a great father/son incest storyline, but more of it. And real dad and sons. I don't think there should be any shame in dads and sons that have sex. I find it beautiful, 2 men that decide to have sex, despite what others my think, even in the closest of circles. I applaud every willing dad and son that have sex. Speaking of Mormonboyz, in the incest storyline, the son is smelling his dad's jock when he catches him. This leads to dad letting his son smell his manstink. The son smells his pubes, balls, pits, such a turn on. To me, if a man smells fucking good, I want him to fuck me. I want his man stink on me. One of my fuck buddies, fucks me when he's done from the gym, I fucking LOVE his scent that much. Also when someone is on my dick and tell me how good I smell, makes me fucking hard as a rock

I feel like a father watching his young daughter walking around in sexy clothes , shaking their booty and teasing everyone. My brother is so hot and I see how look at him with eyes of raging lust on their face and hard dicks. Keeping him a virgin is HARD WORK.

Any piss pigs tops on the South Shore Massachusetts or Rhode Island or around the Boston area looking for someone to feed me on a regular basis

This is a subject that is a source of great fascination. Imagine for a moment all of the millions of people who have seen their HIV infection progress into that final stage called AIDS. The agony, fear and suffering experienced is well documented and well understood. Yet some men, and I am one of them, are drawn not to just becoming infected with HIV, but truly desire to experience AIDS. No doubt, the thrill of fucking during a chase is hot. Many of us find POZ on POZ sex to be extremely erotic. But we still want more. We want to feel our bodies change as the disease destroys our immune system as it takes control of our lives. For whatever reason we have huge desire to live with the viral time bomb of AIDS lurking within our DNA. I am not sure I fully understand that desire. But, I know that pull is very real. It was real before I started chasing. It became more real as that first POZ cock drove a toxic load deep into my faggot ass. The heat of that desire became hotter with each POZ cock and erupted into flames as I tested POZ. And now, two years after I submitted to the allure of diseased dick, that fire burns even hotter. For some it may be part of some sort of a death wish. I do not subscribe to that. Rather, it is a recognition of mortality and a desire to understand that. It may be a desire to be connected to the generations of brother queers who have experienced AIDS first hand. It may be more of the same sexual fetish that chasers and gifters share. For me, each day is a day closer to that diagnosis. The virus in my body is not hindered by medication. I am actively seeking super-bugs to insure my goal is achieved. I know those who have suffered with AIDS, who have lost lovers and family to AIDS, who have seen first hand the wicked power of that final stage of our illness may never understand. But for those few of us who are so inclined, the pull is stronger than you could ever imagine.

I love being called names like that

I've always thought of my self as slutty...or friendly...very friendly lol. But as a whore when I've been paid for sex, or when I get fucked for a benefit beyond just the fuck/cum. As in when my boss fucks me, or has other guys fuck me. Job security Cumwhore to me is a combination of these, where the payment is the cum itself. So I guess I'm always a cumwhore.

I'm a word because I'm getting bred by about 6-20 guys a week while married.

Even at the baths, while taking loads not in a gang-bang, I have trouble keeping track of how many loads I've taken. I find it hard to distinguish from guys who like to fuck but not cum from the guys who cum very quietly and then leave. Once I have a load in my hole I sometimes can't be sure the guy shot his load. I feel the first load because of the added lube.

I really think the best way is a black sharpie. I use one every time I'm in Palm Springs and I understand your concern but it washes off easily with soap and water. It's a great way to show other guys your a cum whore. I have found that top Guys love filling a hole that already has cum in it. Also it makes me feel very sexy and horny with all those men's marks on my back.

Hell, I got fucked bareback by one the staff at The Club Dallas once! The condoms are just made available for those that do wish to can use them. Honestly I've very rarely actually seen people use condoms at either of the bathhouses, regardless of which one you go to (hell go to both if you want) it's pretty a bareback free for all. P.S. Also the condoms are also there as a way to protect themselves legally, since they're freely available and easily accessible, so that in the event that someone does get a disease fucking there it's the fault of the individual because they made their own choice to be unsafe since they could have used the supplied protection

Just the thought of being at a bath house or at a party n being attacked by 20-30guys n used makes me want it more! All those naked men surrounding me, being spit roasted while being watched n maybe filmed as it goes on n on. I've always loved pleasuring men, the feeling of mans hands all over me, the look on his face when he shoves his raw dick deep in my hole n floods it, n for me this is the best:/being fed loads of hot yummy cum. Especially if a guy eats it out of my hole n shares it in a deep kiss. And that's just some one on one n threesome experiences, being chemmed up, taken to a soundproof room (I'm a screamer), put in the middle of a bunch of naked, horny studs n used like the cock hungry, cum thirsty, buttslut faggot I want to be while getting filmed doing it. It would make me insatiable, n IDC

im strapped into a sling drugged and bb

Visiting Palm Springs. Hooked up with two guys on bbrt... one had a PA... Took both loads. oink

Yup, tops have the advantage. For some reason, a older top who is in shape can get a lotta ass, but an older bottom who is in great shape is just an old queen. Double standards...

Click here to see Felching Pisser's original blog post... South Bend—April, 2014 (Immediately after the last post.) I slept for a bit at Steamworks. I’d done four hours of piss play and fucking at the piss party then almost as much at the bathhouse. My body told me it had to rest. Despite the giggling in the hall, the pounding music and the noisy rutting next door, I drifted off fairly fast. I awoke in time to get out before I had to renew. I drove to Ryan’s house, met Alejandro (who was watching a movie with Ryan) and fell into Ryan’s bed. They would wake me before the others arrived. I must have slept soundly for I never heard the fucking happening upstairs. Only later did I learn Ale had left a huge load up Ryan. They woke me—all smiles. We set up the sling next to the double bed just before the last two arrived. Ryan had invited three men, all of whom happened to be Hispanic. Alejandro—25ish, short, cute and worked out. When I said hello to him earlier, I couldn’t help but notice how his jeans clung to his hot looking ass. Miguel and Luis have shown up in these pages before. They are both in their mid-40’s. Miguel is one of the most voracious bottoms I’ve met. Luis has a great cock that keeps his boy happy between the times when he whores him out. Ok. I’ll admit it. I was tired enough, that I don’t remember any kind of blow by blow of how this went down. Ryan has it all down on his blog “Spreading My Legs” in four installments. I know he’s right—for it is documented with four times the number of pictures he has kindly allowed me to use here. All I remember is: A constant back and forth between available holes. Everyone wanting to suck a cock pulled from the latest ass. Five creative guys twisting into any and every position to have great sex. So here’s a photo essay of pigs in heat. I do remember this moment quite distinctly. Luis was fucking Miguel. I warmed up in Miguel’s mouth. And we went right into the side by side fucking. I love watching other men fuck. And we switched asses. I also love watching bottom's kiss as we drive into them. Fucking Ale. Ale riding me. Miguel's turn to sit on me. Ale and I clean up Luis--fresh from someone's hole. Rimming Ale before I dive back in. Miguel sling fucked. Heaven. For all concerned. Getting ready to shoot. That's my cum. I felched it, of course. More...

My guess is that an older bottom probably has to: 1) become less picky (e.g. anonymous sex like darkrooms where people are less likely to screen you out based on appearance). 2) keep their bodies/faces looking youthful (e.g. exercise and manscaping). 3) do what older straight men do - i.e. get out the wallet. I think older tops have their issues too. A hot (young) bottom is probably more interested in a hot young top. I'm convinced that we all tend to be attracted or drawn to what we cannot have (or have easily). So I'm sure there are plenty of older tops who are not happy that they can no longer snap their fingers and fuck the bottoms they want. I'm pretty good friends with some total tops and the thing I hear them complain most about is that the guys they lust after won't bottom for them. So imagine the irony! Bottoms are in heat wanting dick and the tops are crying in their beer over a fellow top that doesn't want his prostrate bumped.

Aging is harder for bottoms, no question.

Aging as a bottom is worse, no question. There are always young bottoms looking for daddies. Plus, the top/bottom dynamic serves an older top. If he has a big cock, he's golden. As a bottom, it seems no one will even answer your ad if you're older. I still look pretty good, so I put my hottest photo up and manage to get some takers. What's funny is, even older men are picky about getting younger guys. I can't count the number of ads I've seen where a guy in his forties specifies someone under 40. I think there's also a mindset that older bottoms are more likely to have STDs, or something. They've been fucking for years, so you'll probably pick something up if you fuck them.

Finally all the xmas stuff is over, so i thought i'll head to a club called kinkys, it was tuesday afternoon anyway long story short the 70's age group was in there so i left as soon as i came & hit the bookstore's thank god there was a younger crowd in there, I first got fucked by a hairy bear with a beer can thick cock he made me suck his cock nice & hard & then motioned me to bend over for a fuck no sooner then i had my pants half way down he was tugging my pants down the horny fucker - soon his beer can cock was sliding in & out my hole, he did not last long & soon enough i was being rewarded by a huge load deep in my hungry cunt, i felt him squirt at least 7 times while he was still inside me & when he pulled out some cum splatted on the floor too, i know it was a big load too because my ass had trouble holding it inside. He zipped up & left the booth i being the slut that i am stayed a while a soon enough got fucked 2 more times in there from different guys. At the end of it all i had a huge amount of cum in my ass, so decided to leave. i had all those cum loads in my ass but could feel them running down my leg, i was totally wet by the time i got home & my jeans were soaked in cum. god knows what anyone must have thought walking behind me............hehehe.

It happened to me a few times years ago. I had my first fuckbuddy at the age of 13, who educated me to become a total cumdump. Well, I am a natural born bottom, but I learned a lot that time. Later he started to whore me out to his buddies. And sometimes they gave me somthing, which let me become totally passive and sometimes I passed out. I woke up at places, where I didn´t know I was, covered in cum with a sore cunt, used by countless guys. I was a well known cumdump in town at the age of 15.

I'd always fantasized about getting fucked bareback and after a nights drinking I came home super horny. I'd been chatting to a guy on BBRT for a while who was keen to guide me in to the lifestyle. We exchanged numbers and after a few texts he came to pick me up. I was quite shy and didn't say much during the drive but couldn't help myself rubbing my hand up his crotch only to feel what felt like a monster. His cock was easily 8 or 9 inches and I was immediately hard just from touching it. We got to his place, he led me in to the bedroom and I instantly dropped to my knees, he dropped his jeans and revealed what I had hoped for. His huge uncut tip was glistening with precum, still only half erect, I started to please him. He quickly pushed my hands away saying "no hands bitch" and forced it in all the way, I knew at that moment I was his slut tonight. I sucked him for maybe 10 minutes and then he told me it was time for my breeding. He put me on my back with my legs behind my head and started to fuck me. He started slow and worked his way in deep, flipped me over and fucked me doggy, all the time calling me his little slut. He soon started moaning and shot a huge load inside my unused hole, he pulled out slowly and demanded I suck him clean...to which I didn't object. Not long after I asked him if he could take me back home and he agreed, we got dressed again and he gave me a hug. He pushed his pelvis in to mine and I could feel he was hard again. He pushed me down on to my knees and told me he wasn't done yet. He forced his still dripping cock down my throat and used my mouth again. He asked me "are you ready for another load boy?" With his cock still deep in my mouth I replied with just a "mhmm"...like I had a choice anyway. He threw me on to the bed and told me to get on my knees, he teased my hole for a while and then started to fuck me....hard. As he was was brutally pounding my hole he was calling me his bitch and his cum slut. He let out a loud groan as he shot his second load in to me, pulling my hair and making sure he was balls deep inside of me. I sucked his cock clean again and he took me home. It's a night i'll never forget.

poz ct guy here. willing to top

Actually, this happened to me many years ago. I was at a bar in Chicago visiting... getting very drunk. I blacked out (never have before or since) and woke in the bartenders apartment with my ass sore. I was really freaked out and upset at the time but I have to admit that only a month later in really turned me on! I assume I was drugged!