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Sorry for the delay in getting back - the holidays got in the way... Before things got too far along, I found my "Anal Intruder Cockring" (a chrome cockring, that has a curved piece of steel and a ball on the end to slip into your ass). You have to get it on before you get hard, otherwise your cock and balls will never slide through the cockring. Looks and feels HOT!!! (And won't fall out like a buttplug!) I had my laptop with me, so I logged in to PornHub to watch some of the hot bareback videos in my playlist. Found a hot one of Tex Davidson at some B & B at the breakfast table in leather. His buddy starts sucking his cock, while the other guests pretend not to notice. (Really? I'd have been down on my knees licking his buddy's ass...) They eventually get up from the table and go into the next room where Tex fucks the shit out him - then fists his hairy hole - Fuck!!!! As much as I would like to imagine being the bottom, the action did start to have a reaction on my dick - with a little help from the Viagra... Seeing Tex's fat cock slide in and out of that hairy ass, I tried to imagine my cock feeling the warm lining of that muscle hole. As the blood engorged my cock, I could feel the cockring getting tighter around my cock and balls - and the steel ball in my hole started to press against my prostate. "Fuck!" I said to myself in the dark cubicle. "Looks like you wanna go fuck some butt!" I said to my dick, as if it had a mind of its own. It'd been awhile since I'd seen my cock that hard, and it started to trigger all those alpha top feelings! The "00" gauge PA stood out proudly, announcing, "I'm gonna rip your ass apart!" I slipped on my leather jock, squeezing my cock and balls through the hole in the front - then snapped on the chrome-studded codpiece - but my cock was so hard, I had to position it straight up - with the head and PA sticking out the top. "Fuck - that's hot!" I said, checking myself out in the mirror. Next was my leather harness, a red and black leather armband (this time on my left arm), and my leather biker's cap. I usually go barefoot at the baths - but, now I decided to put on my red wool socks and black leather paratrooper boots. I lit a Camel and stood there, fantasizing about fucking the hot ass I'd fingered earlier. Before leaving the room, I pumped several globs of J-lube into the leather pouch, and massaged it around my stiff cock. (I love the way Viagra - when it works - makes your dick hard without even thinking about it!!!) Primed and ready, I slid the elastic roomkey ring around my wrist, and headed out the door. The hallway was quiet. I turned to my left to make a circle around the perimeter rooms. As I turned the corner, I ran into Jorge, one of the employees who cleans the rooms, etc. He's a hot, little Latino, with a fat uncut dick. He's fucked me and my bf several times when he's not on duty. And he introduced us to our current dealer - so he's definitely cool with the whole parTy thing. "Hey Jorge! How's it goin'?" I said, rubbing his muscular shoulder. "Great, man! Looks like you're having a good time!" he grinned, nodding at my cock protruding from the codpiece. "Is Pete here?" he asked, referring to my boyfriend. "Yeah - he's here somewhere." I answered. "We got an extra room, just so people wouldn't be wierded out by playing with a couple." "Ohhhhhhh," he replied, still not quite understanding why a couple would want to have sex with strangers. "If you see him - tell him I'm hard, and I wanna fuck his slutty hole!" I grinned, rubbing my hand up and down the codpiece. "Si papi!" Jorge said, rubbing his own packed denim crotch. I continued slowly down the hallway, making sure Jorge got a good look at my leather-strapped ass. I wouldn't mind getting fucked by his fat cock when he got off work! - - - All the doors were shut - obviously cleaned and prepped by Jorge for the next pig. I made another right to go down the back hall - a fairly long stretch of rooms. About halfway down, there was an open door. I slowed down and stopped short of the door. Nice-looking guy laying on the narrow single mattress. Towel draped over his crotch with his hand underneath massaging something. The light was flickering from the TV, obviously a gay porn playing. I moved a little closer, 'til he could see me partially in the door. He seemed a little taken aback by the leather - or maybe it was the PA poking out of my jock. He stopped stroking - usually a signal of no interest. I nodded his way, and moved on, slowly taking in the rest of the small room. A bottle of poppers on the bedside table, a pack of cigarettes, lighter, lube and a small dildo. Not my kind of wild pig - - - but I've been surprised sometimes by the curious... Coming down the hall toward me were two leather guys - probably the guys that Roger had mentioned earlier. They looked a little spun - unblinking eyes, rubbing their crotches, a little unsteady. We gave each other a good stare - they continued on past, but I turned around to get a better look and they were staring back, too. hmmm - might be fun? - - - One more turn down a hallway, and I was done with that floor. So, I took the stairs down to the 2nd floor, each step down forcing the steel ball in my ass to rub against my prostate. Under normal circumstances, I would have taken it easy (fearing a leaky shit or a squirt of piss) - but high on meth and with a clean fuckhole, I surrendered to the pleasure - and took full advantage of being in this sleazy temple of taboo sex! The second floor was a little more active - guys walking the halls in raggedy towels or jockstraps, and actually doing some cruising. There were the usual clusters of party twinks, gathered in small groups, making comments about the bathhouse crowd. I find them somewhat annoying - but I've found that if you can get one separated from the group, they can be turned into a pretty hot, nasty, pig! In fact, Ty, a hot blonde muscleboi, was hanging with his friends in the TV lounge. He grinned when he saw me, so I moved toward him. I put one hand on his butt and one on his shoulder, and leaned in to whisper, "Gonna have some good chempiss for ya later." I knew he wouldn't respond in front of his friends, so I just moved on, but I could hear his friends giving him a hard time about the "leather daddy" who'd just made a pass at him. I turned around long enough to see him blushing like a schoolgirl! Moving on down the hall, I saw a crowd gathered outside of one of the rooms. The closer I got, I started to hear the grunts and moans of some serious fucking! Looking over the heads of the crowd (I'm pretty tall), I could see a young guy on his back, legs in the air, getting fucked by Leroy (one of the regulars at this club). Leroy is a skinny, black guy with a HUGE cock! The bottom was taking it well - obviously used to getting fucked on a regular basis. He had a black leather collar around his neck, and as I scanned the rest of the room, I saw that the collar had a chain attached to it - and the chain led to another young guy in a ballcap. He was too far away for me to hear, but I caught enough to know that he was telling Leroy to fuck the slut. Nuthin' like havin' a lover who forces you to be a fuckwhore!!! I thought about stopping and waiting my turn to try out the slut's hole, but I was on a mission to get my cock in that muscleass I'd played with earlier. I stopped in the bathroom briefly and got a few handfuls of hot water from the sink to drizzle in to my leather codpiece (the J-Lube had started to dry out and get super sticky - and the hot water helped to reconstitute it to its slimy gooiness). One more turn down another hallway, and I was closing in on my goal. I could see the door to "muscleass's" room open, and I was hoping that he hadn't already checked out. Trying to keep my calm, I moved slowly down the hall until I could see a little ways into the room. The pig was still there! He was still in his black jock - but he had added a leather harness. And I had only noticed his amazing ass before, but now I saw that he had an incredibly worked out body. He was laying on his back, legs spread, smoking a cigarette and watching whatever was playing on the small room TV. I moved closer, until I was standing in the doorway to his room. He looked down and stared for the longest time before finally motioning me in. I walked to the side of the bed and stood there. "Looks like you've been having fun," I said. He sat up - his face at eye level with my pouch - looked up at me with big dilated pupils and nodded his head slowly. One of his hands massaged the leather pouch, sending pulsing waves of blood into my already hard cock. The light flickering from the TV reflected on my PA, which he rolled back and forth through the pierced flesh. While he was "getting to know me," I looked around the room checking for toys - and other sTuff. He had some good-sized dildoes tossed in a bag on the floor. And then, there sitting on the plywood cube next to the bed, I saw a little plastic baggie peeking out under a pack of cigarette. I reached down and picked it up. "Hmmmm…. looks like someone likes to party?!" I grinned. "This all you got left?" I asked, flicking the bag with my finger and seeing that there was barely enough for a booty bump. His face remained motionless, but he raised his arms toward me, asking for help getting up. I placed my hands under his armpits and lifted him to a standing position. Shit! He was almost as tall as me (I'm 6'4") and his body felt rock solid. He was a little wobbly on his feet, but he walked the few steps to the door and shut it. Then he placed his index finger to his lips, as a signal to be quiet, squatted down and fished through the bag of dildoes until he pulled out an Altoids tin. He popped it open, and there were at least six more FULL bags of crystal neatly arranged. "Fuck!" I said a little too loudly, forcing him to put his finger to his lips again. "He leaned in close, and said, "I think I'm covered for awhile," followed by a big smile and a grope of my balls.

I was in a real horny mood on Sunday. Had a real itch for some hard cock and had a hankerin' for a younger guy to come over and get naked. I threw a posting up on DL and said I wanted to service a younger guy, and hopefully find someone who is interested in some younger/older role play. I wanted to suck some young cock and have my hole stretched open and seeded by a young guy who was looking to breed. Despite the fact that I had stated I was looking for a younger top or versatile guy - - all I heard back from were guys older than me looking to bottom. So, I had pretty much given up and forgotten about the ad as I went about my day. About 4pm, I get a text from a regular FB who had some idle time on his hands and wanted to know if we could get together. Since I hadn't really heard back from potential candidates, I agreed and he headed over right away. We have been FB's for years and both know what the 'other' guy likes, so R came in and we headed right upstairs. I had some good raunchy TIM movies on, and poppers and lube on the bed already. R is a total top and he really loves the way I start off slow on his cock head and go deeper and deeper until I am squeezing his cock length with my mouth and throat. That is the sign it is time for some good face fucking. I grabbed the poppers and took a couple of deep draws and braced myself against the bed for the pounding I knew was going to come. And R grasped my shaved head gently between his hands, got a good grip on my head and starting thrusting his big cock in and out of my mouth; slapping the head on my lips then driving it deep into my throat and holding for a few seconds while I gripped and milked his cock. He groaned and pulled out partway and thrust back down my throat. He used my head to hold me stead and he continued to pound and push deeper, causing me to wretch and coat his cock in throat juices. My eyes were watering and R was rubbing the tears from my eyes across my face with his cock. Then, he would jab it back into my mouth, over and over. If he kept his head close to the inside of my mouth, it was a hint he wanted me to suckle the head and apply suction. We had done this face fuck dance many times before and knew one another's limits. After 5 minutes or more of face fucking, he said he needed to fuck me. My choice of angle. So I got up on the corner of the bed, legs naturally spread thanks to being at the end of the bed, and laid my chest down on the blanket.... ass up. He whistled slowly as I pulsed my hole. I pushed it out and clenched it a few times, and then felt him put his hand in front of my mouth. He knew I would have kept some throat juices and spit in my mouth the minute he suggested we fuck. I opened my mouth up and let the thick juicy throat spit drip down onto R's open hand. When I had finished dripping, I hoarked up some more juice and spit it into his open hand, mixing it up with the big globs of spit already there. "Oh yea"... it was a growl from behind me. I kept pulsing my hole, winking at R and waiting for the spit. Sure enough a few seconds later, I felt the spit dripping from about one foot above my ass. It actually made a 'splat' sound as it dripped off R's hand and carefully aimed onto my hole. He took his thumb from the other hand and started pushing the spit into my hole. I undulated my hips slowly as he continued to drip spit onto my hole and his thumb. I heard some moaning, and realized it was both of us. He was in no rush and just spread the spit all around my hole and worked it inside the tight ass lips and pulled out to grab some more. He was repeating this pattern nice and slow. I took a couple of huffs and he made a funny noise when he felt my hole immediately relax and his thumb eased in even deeper. I felt him pull his thumb out and could feel him shift forward. Suddenly, he spit right on my hole from just a few inches away. I could feel the impact of his hot spit splattering against my hole. I groaned as he spit two or three more times and the thumb returned to continue opening me up. R' leaned forward and wiped his wet hands across my ass cheeks and gave both ass cheeks a good slap or three. He kept slapping my ass, alternating from one side to the other with his right hand. He used his left hand to slap his dripping rock hard 8 inch cock against my pucker. As he slapped, I continued to open and close that pucker and he quickly started to give gentle little pushes to the inside of my hole each time I opened it up and relaxed. After three or four gentle probes, I felt him grab onto both my hips and I braced myself. He thrust into me in one hard pound and bottomed out when his balls hit my perineum. I sucked in some air and tried to relax while R let me catch my breath. He waited about 10 seconds, pulled slowly back out to the edge of my hole and then started pounding me. He pounded my hole and rotated his hips and slapped my ass like a ride-em-cowboy. I pushed my hole back onto his cock, trying to swallow every single millimeter of hard dick as I could get. You could hear juicy noises where our two bodies were tied. He rutted that big dick and asked if I was enjoying a good hard fuck? I told him I needed him to fuck me harder. He stopped for two seconds to readjust his legs and then leaned in and let me really have it. I was talking dirty to him the whole time. Telling him I wanted to feel his precum first (he shoots a lot of precum... almost as much cum as some guys!!)... then I wanted him to load my second hole with his hot cum. He grunted and pistoned that big dick in and out of my guts. He had long opened my second hole and his big cock head was firmly embedded up deep inside. This guy loves that we can have such a good rough fuck. He says he loves coming over to fuck with me because he knows it will be a good solid fuck and a mind blowing orgasm. We were both gasping for air as he pounded forward and I thrust back. I could feel my cock swinging back and forth from the power of his pounding. Suddenly, I could feel myself starting to cum. It started in my ass with some twitching and then my prostate and then I could feel warm cum shooting onto my leg and R's leg as I bounced around. That put him over the edge. He started moaning and making animal noises as the precum started. I felt the warmth spreading in my ass and I squeezed his cock and released it repeatedly. He sped up to double time thrusts and shouted... and I felt him actually squirting warm cum deep in my guts. His cock immediately became smoother from the cum lube now filling my hole. I could hear his cock and my ass smacking from the juices as they started to leak out of my hole. He just kept shooting cum and thrusting in my ass. Then he suddenly yanked his cock out and slapped the cummy head all around my gaping hole. He spanked my open hole with his cock and slammed it back inside and pumped around a little. He really made a good effort to churn that cum up as much as possible before he sighed and pulled out. I turned around and dropped to my knees and cleaned his cock up, making sure there was no cum left anywhere on his cock or balls. We agreed it had been a great way to end a Sunday afternoon and R headed home for dinner. As I walked into the kitchen, I heard an email notification from the laptop. I walked over and saw a response to my ad from earlier. Jamal responded to the ad and said he was 32, BBC, total top and muscular. He had a Daddy fantasy and was I interested in some younger/older role play? And he said I was a hot white Daddy, which gave him a double fantasy. Hell ya. So he came over around 1 hour later. I offered him a toke and he sipped on his Red Bull. He was handsome. A little nervous. I chatted him up a little as I prepared a glass of ice water. Short answers. But friendly. I took him upstairs. Had already put on some Knightbreeder porn. This was gonna be awesome. This young handsome black stud has a white older guy thing goin' on. This older white guy is thrilled to have some fun with a younger hot black guy. Sunday Funday come true!! He looks over at the tv and smiles when he sees a BBC stuffing his uncut cock into a muscular white Daddy ass on the screen. He smiled again when I looked right at him and dropped my shorts to show him my Daddy ass framed in a colored jockstrap. "Nice" and a head nod. Followed by, "Could you take your shirt off so I can see your chest. It looked hairy in the pictures on your ad". We stripped and I told him to lay back on the pillows while I settle in between his legs. A nice thick 8" cut cock was hardening up already. I leaned forward and took a deep sniff of his young cock and balls. He was very turned on and I could feel his cock twitching in my hand as I slowly stroked his cock while I gave his balls a tongue bath. He was moaning and gently thrusting his balls up into my mouth. "Oh fuck man... that is awesome" and a slow groan from the other side of the bed. I took my time and worked his cock over good. He came close a couple of times and I pulled off. He sat up a bit and said "Dude, I am REALLY enjoying your cock sucking. It is honestly the best I've ever had. Nice!!! " So I continued to get him harder and wetter. I was turned on and stroking my cock slowly while I bobbed up and down on him. I swallowed him to the root a few times and he gently reached over and pulled me towards him. On a sideways angle. I felt his long finger gently stroking around the outside of my damp hole. I gave a little bit of a squeeze and I could see his eyes flash open a little in surprise as some cum oozed out onto his fingers. He pulled his fingers up close to his face and smiled. He looked right at me and slide the wet fingers back against my hole. I could feel him push slowly inside my stretched ring. "Fuck dude. Did you already get fucked today?? That is fucking hot as fuck man!!". I looked up at him and I said I'd like to take a seat on his hard cock if he'd like? He smiled and said "Sit on it dude. Ride my cock. Oh fuckin' ya!! I want to feel your wet hole grip my hard cock and I want to feel that cum inside as I push inside you". So I turned around with my back to him, and scooted his legs together. Then I slid right down onto his sopping wet, hard as nails cock and was sitting right with my balls sitting on his balls. I leaned forward a little so he could watch my hole slide up and down on his cock. After a few strokes up and down, he was moaning. "Dude - I can see cum oozing around my cock and your hole every time you slide up and down. It is crazy hot to see your ass lips are spread around my cock. This is hotter than I had hoped. Please ride that cock some more and let me watch you dripping cum all over my cock" I liked that thought looked hot to see his dick in my stretched cummy hole. I pushed out more cum from my hole and heard him gasp when he saw the increase in cum leaking around his cock. I rode him for about ten minutes, Stopping for a bit when he was getting close. But eventually I could tell he was wanting to blow, so I pulled off, grabbed my poppers and got on hands and knees, ass up. I looked back at him and said "I can take a good hard fuck now that I'm open. Breed my hole. You came here tonight to blow a load. Blow it in my hot hole.". He rammed his cock in and bottomed out hard. Shuffled his knees forward, angled his cock and pulled back to the edge. Then starting fucking me harder. Harder than R had done earlier. My ass was burning and the pain was hot and made my whole body tingle. So I told him to fuck me harder. I could take it. And he did. He had already opened my second hole when I was riding him, so he was going in right to the root of his cock. I pushed back on him and got just that 'little' bit more extra dick into my guts. He pounded hard and was jabbering away at how hot this was, and how he loved my cock sucking and how tight and hot and wet my ass was and he was gonna load me up with cum. Faster and harder and more dirty talk. Then I felt him pre-cum. He didn't make a noise. He just froze his entire body. His body was lying across my back. We were connected at my hole via his hard cock. The same hard cock that was oozing some pre cum shots. I could feel the warmth spreading. Oh fuck. This guy has as much pre cum as R !! Holy crap. Two big cummers in one day! I told him "C'mon, I know you're close. I can feel a big load of precum already leaking around in my whole brother. Finish the job". He went wild. He thrashed the living fuck out of my hole while yelling that he was seeding my guts and started slapping my ass cheeks. I could feel this dude's cum heating my guts. His cock started churning cum everywhere from the coating on his dick. I could feel him flexing the head of his cock inside me and that put me over the edge. He had my cock in his hand and he could feel me pulsing, so he stroked me with quick jabs and I blew cum all over the blanket. He was slow pumping his cock in and out of my hole at this point and was slow stroking me with his juices. He looked over at me and said "Dude. That was fucking awesome. Can we please plan to do this again? This was so fucking incredibly mind blowing for me... " I said "Oh ya... I am definitely interested in a repeat performance man. This was a huge turn on and big fantasy fulfilled from my side as well". He said Sunday early evenings work best for him, as he is passing through my area on his way home from visiting friends and family across the lake. Sunday Funday it is!! Gonna be a fun winter methinks

I felt his cock pulse four or five times, signaling that he was dumping a load of hot cum in my ass. I couldn't really "feel" the cum shots, but there was an unmistakable warmth that spread in my butt as the jizz pooled inside me. He slowly pulled his softening cock out, grabbed a nearby towel and wiped his cumslick meat before standing up and wrapping his own clean towel around his waist and walking out the door. I would have preferred cleaning his cock with my mouth, but that evidently was not his deal. In fact, I don't think he ever uttered a word. Just walked into my room, pushed my legs back, and fucked until he came. No complaints here. He had a thick cock and left me with another load. That's why I cum to the baths. I reached over to the plywood table and grabbed a pack of Camels and a lighter. Lit the cigarette and then fished my phone out of my duffel and texted "Hungry?" to my bathhouse buddy Roger. In less than a minute, my phone pinged with a response - "On my way!" Roger's a cumwhore, too - but he likes eating his from freshly fucked ass. The door creaked open, and Roger's face peered in. I motioned him in. Roger's around 60, in good shape, a little on the thin side, shaved head, always tan - and always hungry. He immediately climbed between my legs, pushed them back and started licking my oozing hole. "White guy - around 40 - fat dick," I spoke, filling in the few details about whose cum he was tasting. "Mmmmmmphh!" ."Roger grunted in approval. "Pump and dump - about four minutes." "Mmmmm - fuck!" "Marine Corps tat." "Mmmmmm-hmmmmph!" "Uncut." "Fuck yes! Mmmmmph!" "Never said a word." "Oh fuck!" Roger said. "I think I saw him headed down the stairs to the showers. - - - Damn, that tasted good! Nuthin' like jarhead cum!" Roger let my legs down on the bed, and took a seat off to the side of the double bed. "Smoke?" I offered him a cigarette. He took one and I lit it for him, and a fresh one for me. I stood up and stretched, and also shut the door on the small cubicle. Turned the light up - just a little. "So, what's the crowd like?" I asked. "Not bad - for 5 am on a Sunday," he answered. " "Coupla guys workin' the gloryholes in the maze, and a tweaked out guy sounding his cock in the far corner room up here. There were a couple of hot leather guys earlier, but I don't know whether they hooked up - or just got tired and left." "Were they together?" I asked, playing with my limp dick in my slimy jock. "Hard to tell." Roger said. "They definitely knew each other, but looked like they were cruising separate. One in leather chaps and harness - the other in a leather jock and harness. Hot guys." "Guess I need to get out and let 'em see this hungry hole," I grinned, sliding two fingers in my slick pucker. "Wanna smoke before we go?" I asked, holding the glass pipe up in front of Roger's face. "Mmmmm - twist my arm, fucker!" he grinned back. I fired up the torch under the glass bowl, waving it slowly back and forth to heat the crystal. Love watching it vaporize and that thick, white cloud start to work its way up the pipe. I took a deep hit, and then handed the pipe and torch to Roger. He repeated the process, and we both sat back to enjoy the cloud. "I'll head out first, so they wont think we're together," Roger said, adjusting his junk in his standard issue white jock. "As if there's anybody out there...." he smirked. As soon as he was out the door, I located by pill bottle and shook a tab of X out and downed it with some Gatorade. I checked the J-Lube bottle - it was about half full - I'd need to mix some more up if things went well! (I bring the powdered version, a large plastic container and a plastic whisk. Then I fill the container with water and heat it in the downstairs "cantina" before adding the powder. Nothin' like fresh, warm, J-lube being pumped in your greedy hole!) Then, slid on my black leather jock (with the codpiece pouch) and my leather harness, grabbed my key and headed out in search of more cock. Roger was right. The place was pretty dead. I heard loud snores coming from a few of the rooms. Several doors were open - but the rooms were vacant - waiting for the cleaning crew to get them ready for the next horny guy. The maze was closed (had one of those yellow "Wet Floor" signs blocking the entrance, and I could hear the slosh of water, as some hapless staffperson mopped the cummy floor. It would be out of commission for at least an hour, until the floor had dried and the fumes from the strong cleaning solution had dissipated. Slowly made my way down one of the side hallways, walking slow enough to check for any action, without looking too interested... On the right, a door open - tall, black guy standing against the wall - white muscleboy on his knees, slobbering on a thick piece of dickmeat. I stared for awhile, rubbing my crotch, and pinching my nips (the X was starting to kick in!). They didn't invite me in, but didn't seem to mind me watching their hot scene. I continued down the hallway and turned the corner. First room on the left there was a guy - doggy position - ass in the air - in black jock. As asses go, it was gorgeous - muscled, slightly hairy, shaved hole. a slight film of lube around the ring. (If I weren't so partied up, I would've fucked it.) I stepped into the room and ran my finger around the hole - - - he moaned. Let my middle finger penetrate his pucker - - - he gasped briefly - then relaxed and opened his assmuscle. I played with his hole for awhile, massaging his insides (just the way I like it!), while rubbing my x'ed out tits, and watching the porn on the small, cheap tv monitor. "Nice hole, pig," I whispered. He whimpered, as I added a second finger, then a third. "Mmmmm! Hungry pig!" I added. In the mirror, I could see we had attracted some interest from the hallway. Having no hard dick to fuck this hot butt, I bent over next to his ear and whispered, "If you wanna play with another tweaked, hardcore pig, i'm in room 312. Have fun!" I walked out the door and let the others work their way in. Amazingly, playing with that pig's hole had stirred a few twitches in my pitiful Tina cock. I checked the rest of the halls on that floor, and then went back to my room on the third floor. When I got back, I shut the door, found my pill bottle and located a 1/2 of one of those "little blue pills." Washed it down with some Gatorade, and resisted the temptation to smoke some more T.

This isn't so much a blog as a lengthy profile so, having said that, I'll just get on with it: I'm a sixty year old (as I write this) bottom guy who happens to be an incomplete paraplegic after a spinal chord injury at age twenty nine so spend most of my time in a wheelchair. I have some use of my right leg but apart from that nothing works from the waist down but I'm fortunate in that I've retained full touch sensation. I love being fucked but never get full satisfaction unless the top cums inside me. From the first time I took a load I knew that I was born for it. As far as I know I'm HIV- and would rather stay that way. It's not so much that HIV frightens me but I have so many other restrictions in my life I could do without the hassle and complications of extra meds etc. As you can imagine, it's not easy finding a guy who wants to fuck a para but I'm fortunate to have a few mates who are happy to oblige. They vary in age from 26 to 63 and, knowing them well, I'm happy to fuck raw with them. No, I'm more than happy, I'm in pig heaven! If I'm lucky enough to hook up with a guy I don't know it's always on the understanding that he'll rubber up. Since joining this amazing site I've not only enjoyed the stories etc but have also digested a lot of important information. One thing I've learned is that it's safer to let a guy who's HIV+ and on meds fuck me that trust someone who claims to be HIV-. This information has cheered me up no end and made me more optimistic for the future. Now all I have to do is find a top who's undetectable and doesn't mind where he dumps his load - even if that happens to be a para's cunt, lol. Well that about wraps it up as far as my profile goes, if anyone wants to know anything feel free to ask. Sex wise, I'll write a little of my experience and what I'm into below: First queer experience (Gays were just happy people in my youth): Apart from the occasional experimental wank with school mates my first proper experience was when I was fifteen. I lived in a small town where the only queer I'd heard of was a guy called Dai Black (Black David). His reputation was notorious and all young boys were warned to stay away from him but as hard as I tried I never managed to make contact with him, lol. Anyway, I was on my way home one evening, needed a piss so went to the toilet behind the Town Hall. I had no idea what went on in public toilets at that stage in my life! As I descended the steps into the gloom it was not so much the smell of stale urine that hit me but the movements in the shadows. There seemed to be some hurried scurrying as I entered and as I stood at an empty urinal I could sense that were something incredibly exciting about the atmosphere of the place. I had no idea what was going on but knew that something was and I was definitely in no hurry to piss and leave. It wasn't until my eyes grew accustomed to the dark that I could see the guy at the next urinal was sporting a hard on and wanking it slowly. A quick glance around showed that he wasn't alone. He was staring at my cock which had already become hard with the excitement, and he reached over and took it in his hand. I came after just a few strokes and made a hasty exit, my head spinning. The cottage became my favourite haunt for the next three years until I went away to university and as a young boy I was quite popular and never short of cock to suck. First fuck: I went to college in Cardiff when I was eighteen and quickly learned where the best cottages were. If anyone here knows Cardiff they might remember the underground cottage that used to be on the embankment opposite the castle. It was there, just two weeks after I'd moved, that I met a guy who was going to have a big impact on my life. Until then I'd only wanked and sucked guys off and had the same done to me. This guy asked if I wanted to go back to his place and I thought why not, it would be safer than hanging about a public toilet. He was in his thirties, had a solid build and a nice long and thick cock so I thought my luck was in. When we got back to his place he told me to strip and started to strip himself. Until then the only sex I'd had was in toilets with guys who were either fully clothed or had their trousers around their ankles at the most, so to be naked with a guy was mind blowing. He held me, kissed me (another first experience), lifted me up and carried me over to the bed. I'd never experienced such intimacy and was in my element having the privacy to explore his naked body and take his cock in my mouth. After a while he flipped me over on to my stomach and laid on top of me. I obviously guessed what was his intentions were and told him I didn't want to be fucked. Don't get me wrong, I was as horny as fuck but in my mind there was 'queer' and there was 'queer' and this was major 'QUEER'. It didn't seem so bad wanking and sucking a guy, even acceptable in my mind, but fucking was for poofs and I was bi. Yes, I liked girls too. He assured me it was fine and he just rubbed his cock up and down the crack of my arse and humped me, all the while kissing my neck and telling me how cute I was and how I was going to enjoy this. I was really into it and was enjoying every moment. It was when his cock head started nudging at my hole that panic started to set in and I told him firmly that he couldn't fuck me. More reassuring words and humping and nudging at my hole and I was a happy boy, enjoying every moment. I even liked it as he increased the pressure against my hole with each nudge but then he just thrust his cock into my hole with no warning and no lube, not even spit. It felt like a red hot poker was being shoved up my arse I let out a scream, tried to get out from under him and started shouting for him to stop. He pinned me to the bed, told me to shut the fuck up and carried on fucking me. The more I struggled the harder he fucked. He was older and stronger than me and even as I struggled I knew there was fuck all I could do. My protestations and demands turned into tearful whimpering, begging him to hurry up. I knew that the quicker he shot his load the sooner my ordeal would be over. I know now that he was probably getting off on my struggling and I should have got up and left before things got out of hand but I was pretty naive in those days. After he'd finished we both dressed in silence and he opened the door for me to leave. As we stood in the hall a voice came from upstairs asking if everything was alright. He said "yes everything's fine Mam, go back to bed". His fucking mother must have been listening to everything going on and didn't even knock on the door. He opened the front door for me to leave, looked at me and said "fuck off". Gone was the promise of a lift home, he just threw me on the street. I was in agony walking the few miles home (as I would be for the next week) and when I got there just collapsed into bed. I tentatively put a finger to my hole and it was wet and sticky. On inspection it was covered with a mixture of his cum and my blood. The bastard had wrecked my hole. I hardly slept that night, my mind full of what had happened. What I realised but had't noticed noticed at the time was although I was frightened and in agony I still retained an erection and at some point had cum because my stomach bore the dried remains of my own climax. As images of what had happened went round and round in my mind I realised that despite my agony I had a perverse feeling of joy and deep satisfaction knowing that he'd shot his load in my hole and it was still there, deep inside me. I felt strangely fulfilled and complete. I suppose that was the point I became a cum whore. I felt guilty and ashamed for three weeks before the craving for a man's cock in my hole took hold and I started cruising again. The difference now was that I wasn't content with swallowing a guy's cum I needed him to unload deep inside me. Today it would be counted as rape, which is what it was, but at the time I felt it was my fault he was so rough because I wouldn't let him fuck me. As wrong and painful as the event was, whenever I think of it now it's with a mixture of yearning, lust and regret - regret that I won't experience it again. I think it was that experience that would mould my future. Although enjoyable I don't find penetrative sex satisfying unless a guy breeds me. Fuck knows why, but I feel I need him to use me as a cum dump and to leave his DNA in me to become part of me forever. I think being raped also gave me the feeling that my cunt is for the use and ownership of a top and if he wants it then I should give it up to him because that's what it's there for. Then again I'm no psychologist! Best fuck: As you'll have gathered by now I'm a bottom but I have done my fare share of fucking in the past, mainly because a guy asked me too rather than it being my instinct to. Although I've always been happy fucking women, with men I need to be the one who gets fucked. The best fuck I've ever had was a quickie in the now closed cottage that was adjacent to the old fire station in Port Talbot. It was a brick built building with no lighting, two rows of urinals placed centrally and facing each other but with a full height dividing wall in between and two stalls at the end. This cottage was a hit and miss affair and was at it's busiest after the pubs closed and the married men would stop by for sex on their way home to their wives. This one particular night I ventured into the darkness to find it empty except for one guy who was standing flat against one of the stall doors, one hand holding on to the top if it and his arse moving back and forth slightly. I thought he was in the process of enjoying a blow job and with nothing better to do I leisurely looked on, enjoying the spectacle. After he'd withdrawn his cock and zipped up he gave me a knowing smile and nodded towards the glory hole in the door. It didn't look as though I was going to get my arse fucked that night so I thought I might as well enjoy a blow job. I slid my cock through the hole expecting it to greeted by a warm tongue but I was presented with a cunt pressed up against the hole. I pressed forward expecting some resistance but my cock just slid straight into it up to the hilt. It was wet, slimy and red hot. He'd obviously been well fucked that night - lucky bastard! It was such a shock, especially the heat of the cunt, that I immediately withdrew, before coming to my senses and thrusting back in. My cock came alive in the confines of such a hot, slimy cunt and although I was a fairly good stayer it only took me a couple of strokes to add my load to the fuck knows how many anon loads were already in there. Short and sweet but ever so fucking horny! First fist: It wasn't until I was forty and exploring the wonders of the internet that I realised there was such a thing as fisting. I saw images of hands deep inside a guys arse and I was blown away. What could be more satisfying for a bottom cunt? My first fist came quite unexpectedly. I'd arranged to meet a guy at the Ibis Hotel in Cardiff and things were going well. Some piss play in the shower to break the ice then on to the bed. While we making out he spat into my mouth which was a first for me (yes, for such a wannabe slut I've led a very sheltered life) which I found a huge turn on. After a while he told me to lay on my back with my legs over the edge of the bed then proceeded to play with my hole. I enjoy ass play so was more than delighted when he introduced copious amounts of lube to my hole. His playing was expert, touching all the right spots, so I was a little disappointed when he told me to relax because he wanted to put something in me. I've never been one for toys because for me it's all about cock and getting bred but as I'm a compliant bottom I lay back as I was told. I didn't know what sort of toy he was using but it felt amazing. I'd never felt such sensation in my hole before. I enjoy poppers and love being fed them by a top at his whim, but the sensations I was experiencing felt so good the bottle was at my nose more than it was in my hand. I was totally out of it, overwhelmed by the sensations and the buzz of the poppers, and the next thing I knew my hole started bubbling, then my insides. It was an awesome feeling, like nothing I'd experienced before and haven't since. I learned later that I'd experienced an anal orgasm - fuck I wish I could have another. As I was engrossed in these new sensations the top took my hand and moved it down towards my arse. As I reached my arse my fingers closed around his wrist. But there was no hand! His hand was in my fucking hole!!! I was being fisted!!! They say the first time of everything is always the best and I've found that to be true. I've been fisted many times since and enjoy fisting other guys but it's never felt as good as that first time. The same with anal - although I was raped I've never had such a horny fuck since. Drugs: As a student in the early seventies I smoked a few joints and dropped a few acid tabs but stopped when I left and joined the grown up world. I discovered poppers in my late thirties and have been a fan since. The stuff available now is nowhere near as good as the amyl nitrate of the old days. Amyl used to take away all consciousness of ones surroundings, directing all my concentration to my hole and unleashed my inner pig. The new type play havoc with my chest and the hit isn't half as powerful or long lasting but I still enjoy them. I've become curious about trying a booty bump lately. What I've read about it sounds extremely horny and if the opportunity arises I'll probably give it a go. Other than that, tobacco is my only vice. The future: So, what next? I'm getting older so that, combined with my physical disability, makes finding willing partners harder. I live in a small town in South Wales so that doesn't help either. As I said at the start, I have a few close friends that I bareback with and I get the rare hook up that I play safe with. I've had good experiences with poz guys but have always played safe - well as safe as a rubber can be. I'm going to look more deeply into undetectable status and if I find that being fucked by a HIV+ guy is safer than being fucked by a 'probably neg' guy I think I'll take the route of trying to find a local guy who's willing to feed me a few loads. If he has a biohazard tattoo them even better. I'm finding the stories of guys being told they're going to be bred, gifted and given a toxic load so horny I want to experience it. I don't want to become HIV+ Intentionally but right now I feel like rushing off to the first breeding party I hear of.