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Went on Sunday to visit a newish fuckbuddy of mine, nice hot piggy bottom. Fooling around on the bed and I can feel him rubbing his pre-cum covered cock against my hole, unexpected given he invited me over to breed him. Few minutes of making out more/rubbing his dick against me he ended up inside me and we had a intensely hot flip fuck, both of us loaded up with each others cum. Unexpected but very pleasing way to end the weekend.

When I worked in the kitchens of a wetherspoons (popular UK pub chain) we had a 19 year old glass collector who was around 5 feet tall and around 100lb, really quiet and shy. We got drunk together after a particularly rough day, went back to mine to smoke a joint and have some fun. 10 minutes later he whips out a rock hard super veiny 9 inch cut cock and s huge pair of shaved balls He sat on my sofa while I knelt between his legs and took my time enjoying the thick pulsating cock leaking precum as it slides deep into my throat, soon hes moaning &calling me names then he grabs me by my hair starts to fuck my mouth his fat swollen cock head gagging me and before long he's flooding my mouth with shot after shot of hot thick cum which I gulp down like PAC man eating pellets. After then we started getting drinks once or twice a week until he moved to Dublin the following year.

Hot!

Hey guys, sorry it has been so long. but I am going to be honest with all of you, I don't think I am going to complete this story. It is based pretty heavily on a role-play relationship I was in, and the IRL inspiration for "Jason" decided to Dump me, move out, and spend the Pandemic pursuing a rich and fulfilling career as a homeless meth whore (taking the inspiration for "Matt" with him) before we got to our planned "whore-off" The last I saw either of them, their Grindr profiles were over 250 miles away 😞 I had several ideas for rounds of the whore off, but every time I re-read my story to see where I left it, between the memory of what inspired it, and the abundance of typos, I am annoyed enough that I can't get back into that head-space I need for this story. I would like to thank all of you for enjoying it, and all of the other amazing authors on here for their stories that inspired the roleplay sessions that inspired this story. That said, after a year of lockdown and mostly sobriety, I currently am pretty buzzed for the first time in far too long and have a new, hung, 21yo twink chub chaser "son" snoring (loudly) while sleeping on my back with his dick still in my cum-filled hole, and am feeling fairly inspired to write a new (and surprisingly similar) story, but this time, I kinda want someone other than myself to help proof read it before posting anything here. so if anyone feels up for it, send me a message, and lets get a new twisted story up here for you sexy pigs to abuse yourselves too 😄 😄 😄

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

Because it’s hot to look at, and it feels so fucking good. The most sensitive part of my dick is the base, so I like feeling my bottom’s pussylips grab and milk that base. When you push out I can see those asslips grabbing me, and feeling them holding that base of my cock. Especially with a bottom who has nice puffy pussylips to begin with, like you do.

No, I blame it on being a picky bottom. Here's what I typically see demanded online: "8+ or go away" "BBC only" "Must be fit/musc" "Nobody over 35" et cetera. Well damn guys, you've excluded a huge piece of the Top population! Maybe try this for a tag line: "Total slut btm. Bring your hard dick." 😛

A key utility of chastity is "it keeps me horny pretty much 24/7". It's especially good for key holding breeders with high libidos to have their boy in this state. They can fuck them until they seed them and know when they get hard again their boy will be just as hungry for him, if not more so. If hunger is the best sauce, denial is the best foreplay.

Depends on the app, things like Grindr I have my status listed, things like Tinder i'm not using currently since I never have much luck on them, much prefer getting to know someone online than being judged on some simple pictures and a basic profile wording. That said if I do go for a date and they're not already aware of my status I will usually disclose between first and second dates, if they suddenly lose interest/reject me then I know that their not mature enough to deal with. Don't think it's something that should wait till 2-3 months down the line but also like to get an idea of who is judging me on my status more than my personality/looks.

no, definitely leave his son out of it. You don't what type emotional response that will trigger. And why tell him that anyway?

Had a string of bad luck lately. Was visiting my hometown and met a hot, muscular older black guy and went back to his place. He only wanted to be sucked off, but I was able to get his load in my mouth at least. Hope he'll fuck me next time but I think he is big on condoms. Met a really hot dominant hairy daddy while on vacation a few weeks later, but he insisted on a condom and neither of us had one. He still wouldn't take the plunge and fuck me raw even when I egged him on with a little dirty talk. Still had a hot time being an obedient son for him even if I didn't get his load in my ass. But that had me really needing to get fucked. After getting back from vacation, an older guy I'd chatted with briefly in the past messaged me. I am not very attracted to him but was going crazy for cum so I drove to his house. Ended up having a good time despite the attraction not really being there. He ate my ass like a pro and fucked me raw with only his spit for lube and bred my hole. Feels good to be back after a long break.

Seems very stupid to me to consent to bareback sex but draw the line at getting bred. If I stick my dick in a hole I WILL cum inside. I don't care how the bitch feels about it. They're just a nameless fuckhole to me anyways.

Part 9 At this point it was 3am and I didn't know if these guys were ready to leave or not. My question was quickly answered by another knock on the door. I looked out and saw three more guys all dressed in leather. "Party's just startin!" Said Earl. "These are more friends of mine." I opened the door and in walked 3 black men. Burt, Shawn and Anthony. They we're all probably all in their late 20's, early 30's and all pretty built. "Damn." Said Shawn as he felt Colt's ass. "He is a hot fuckin white boy! How fucked up is he?" "Oh he's WAY fucked up!" Laughed Earl. "Well this cracker cowboy is about to get MAJOR fucked up!" Declared Shawn as he spit on Colt's face. "I gotta piss. Get his ass in the tub!" Burt and Anthony half carried, half dragged Colt into the bathroom and dumped him in the tub. Then Shawn whipped out his big black snake and let loose with a powerful spray of piss. He covered Colt with his golden flow from his still hatted head to his still booted feet. "Open your mouth boy!" He ordered Colt. Colt obliged and his mouth was filled with the the black strangers piss. He gulped as much as he could, as I imagined he was quite thirsty. "Look at that pig!" Shawn laughed. "Drinking a strange black man's piss like a disgusting piece of trash. That's what I like! A white boy bitch who knows his place!" Shawn's flow eventually stopped and he said, "Anyone else need to use this toilet? Go ahead. Then clean this filthy pig off and bring him back so we can wreck that cowboy ass some more!" Each of the guys took their turns pissing all over Colt as he gulped as much piss as he could. When they were done, I pulled off his piss covered hat and boots and turned the shower on him. The cold water helped to revitalize him a bit and I quickly helped scrub him down before returning to the bedroom. Shawn had two big lines prepped up on a mirror waiting for Colt. He handed Colt a straw and the whore snorted them down without thinking twice about it. Shawn just smiled. After a couple of minutes, Colt became visibly disoriented before eventually falling back onto the bed. His mouth hung open and his eyes glazed over and I became scared that he had O.D. But I could still see him breathing. "Is he ok?" I asked a bit paniky. "He's fine." Replied Shawn. "I've never lost one yet. He's just in a K hole at the moment." "A what?" I asked. "K hole. From ketamine. A tranquilizer. He'll come out of it in a bit. And it will help us REALLY bust his pussy open good!" He said as he spread Colt's unconscious legs apart. "Damn, its looking like a real pussy already! A real man slit!" Shawn licked his lips as he slid his huge black cock into the unmoving teen. "Oh that's nice. Real wet and sloppy. Some guys like a nice tight hole. Not me man. The looser the hotter!" He held onto Colt's thighs as he started pounding his hole. Colt's eyes just stared blankly into space and his head flopped around as Shawn rode him hard. After about 20 minutes, Colt's eyes began to flutter as he slowly regained some consciousness. "This is my favourite part." Groaned Shawn. "He knows something is happening to him, but he doesn't know what. His head is so far gone from his body, he thinks he's on another planet right now. Isn't that right cracker?" He said as he grabbed Colt's head and made him look at him through his hazy eyes. Colt's mouth moved a bit as he grunted as if he was trying to speak. Shawn just kept pounding him as he spit on Colt's face and into his mouth. He didn't even react as the spit hit him right in the eye and ran down his face. I know I should have stopped things. I mean, here is this room full of strangers I knew NOTHING about and the love of my life was barely conscious as a totally random black man drugged him into outer space and raped his defenseless hole. But it was also so fucking hot and my rock hard cock confirmed how much it turned me on. "Oh fuck!" Groaned Shawn. "I'm gonna breed this hot fucking bitch! Gonna cum in his hot cracker cowboy pussy. Oh yeah! Fuckin take my load you filthy pig!" Shawn buried what had to be a 12 inch fat cock all the way into Colt and shook as he pumped his load deep into Colt's guts. Colt barely reacted except for a couple of little grunts. Burt moved into his place and shoved his equally fat, but not as long cock into the still prone Colt as Shawn moved to his head. As Burt started fucking him, Shawn rammed his still half hard cock right down Colt's throat. Colt didn't even react as I watched his throat stretch out, clearly showing the outline of the huge cock buried balls deep in it. I saw Shawn flex his ab muscles. "I always save a little bit of piss for after a good fuck." He said as he shot some straight into Colt's belly. When he pulled out, throat slime and piss gurgled out of Colt mouth and down his chin. "Come on Anthony." He said to his friend. Let's not waste a K'd out cracker hole. Especially not one this hot. Double fuck the bitch!" Anthony laid on the dirty bed next to Colt and rolled his big heavy body on top of his. Then he slid his also fat cock right into Colt. Burt then climbed onto Colt's back and slid his cock right back in. Colt made some soft grunts and moans as the two men started pounding him simultaneously. I couldn't help myself, and had to get in on the action. This situation may never happen again, (although it did!) so I had to find out what it felt like to use Colt in his very fucked up state. I climbed onto the bed next to Colt's head. I grabbed his curley brown hair and pulled his head back. Looking into his beautiful and still unfocused green eyes, I slid my cock all the way down his throat. I met zero resistance as I slid past his tonsils and into his esophagus. I let out a sigh and began power fucking his throat as the two black men raped his hole. I held his hair tight in my fist and slammed his head over and over into my pubes, making sure to pull out enough once in a while so Colt could breath before slamming him back down on me. While the three cocks were raping his two holes, Colt began to regain more consciousness. His grunts and moans were becoming more audible and he started moving his arms around. But we didn't stop. Oh hell no! It was too fucking amazing! The only thing that stopped us was mother nature as both Burt and Anthony announced they were about to cum. As they both flooded Colt's guts with their seed, I let out a howl and crushed Colt's head into my groin as I pumped my own load right down his throat. We all collapsed on the bed in a sweaty heap as Colt sputtered and coughed up some cum. But there is no rest for the wicked as they say. Soon Lee and Al were moving into position to double fuck Colt after shoving a nice shard up his ass as John moved into position to throat fuck him. The next few hours were spent raping the fucking shit out of Colt. He was shown no mercy and given no breaks as there was always one, two, or three cocks in his holes. But hey, that's what the whore wanted! And he never asked to stop. Such a trooper. I lost count of the loads that were dumped in him and the sun was well up by the time the last man came all he could. Just when I thought the party was over, Shawn busted out his mirror and his baggy. "Should we really be doing more of that?" I asked him. "Trust me." He said. "Only a little bit this time. Just to get him through the final part. It won't affect him like last time." I watched as he made two little lines and Colt snorted them right down. Then Anthony attached ankle restraints to Colt and attached his wrist restraints to those so Colt was head down and ass up. Earl attached a pair of alligator clamps to Colt's tits causing him to squeel in pain. Then Shawn grabbed a bottle of lube and squirted some into Colt's already cum filled ass. "I told you I was gonna wreck the cracker cowboys hole!" He said as he very quickly pushed his large black hand right into Colt's busted pussy. Colt's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a long, low groan as his insatiable hole sucked Shawn's arm right in, halfway to his elbow. I stared at his distended ass lips as I could see Colt squeezing and milking Shawn's arm as he moaned in ecstasy. Then he began involuntary rocking back and forth, fucking himself on Shawn's arm, taking more and more of it deeper in him. The rest of us watched in awe as more of Shawn's arm disappeared into Colt's greedy hole until he was elbow deep. Colt moaned as drool ran out of his mouth. Shawn just laughed. "Another cracker broken." He said as he pulled all the way out. Everybody murmured their approval of the three inches of Colt's bright red intestines that now stuck out of his asshole. Colt whined and begged. "Please put it back in me!" He pleaded. Shawn laughed some more as he reached for a baggy of crystals. He covered his finger in powder and rubbed it into Colt's inflamed rosebud causing the teen to hiss. Then he put his hands together and started pushing both of them in together. Colt's hole parted like the Red Sea. Literally. His bright red rosebud stretched open like it was nothing and Shawn's hands were sucked right in. "Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Colt moaned as the big hands stretched him open wider than he had ever been before. Shawn just started pumping Colt's muscular ass, pushing more and more of his arms into the boy. I have no idea how he wasn't being ripped apart at this point, but he just kept moaning louder and louder in pure pleasure. Shawn pumped Colt's ass until he was almost elbow deep again with both arms. Then he pulled one arm out and pushed his other arm into Colt until his elbow past his sphincter. Colt shook and groaned as his insides were rearranged. Then Shawn slid his big black cock into Colt's busted hole, right next to his arm. He started fucking with both his cock and his arm as Colt started blabbering gibberish. Then John took the vibrator and started rubbing it on Colt's caged cockhead. Colt started going crazy. "Oh fuck! Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Holy shit! Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!" Colt's caged cock started squirting another load of super watery cum as he shook and spasmed on the cock and arm buried inside him, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Then Shawn started shaking as he unloaded one final time into the busted teen ass beneath him. He pulled out as Colt's restraints were released causing him to collapse on the bed in exhaustion. His three inch rosebud oozed cum and lube and Shawn smiled. "THAT'S how you break a cracker bitch!" He laughed. After everyone finally left, I took the latest plug we had and slid it into Colt. Just for fun, I slid it in and out several times as it met zero resistance and made wet schloopy sounds. "We're gonna have to find a bigger plug for you whore." I said as his hole sucked it in. He just laughed and pulled me into him, kissing me deep.

It happened the fall of my sophomore year of high school in the mid-seventies. It was a Friday and I was in the bathroom in between classes and started reading the graffiti on the wall of the stall. Sixteen year-olds are in a permanent state of “horny”. Being gay in the seventies limited my resources to get things taken care of. This is before smart phones, internet access, or even VHS porn. Dirty writing on the walls, classified personal ads and dime store fuck-smut were all a guy had to keep from losing his mind. The stall was completely covered in writing, drawings and cum. It had multiple-colored handwriting and scribbled juvenile drawings of really big cocks spurting cum into the air. Of course, there was the occasional plea to suck someone's cock or to fuck. Today, I ran across an ad for a blowjob. I was not a virgin, but suffice it to say I wasn't setting any records in the getting laid either. “Call 612-809-4373 if you want me to send one down your throat.” Short, simple and to the point. The bell rang indicating that 5th period was about to start so I took out my pen and wrote the number inside my notebook and joined my class. I understood the chances of that old number still working would be slim. The entire wall appeared as through no one has touched it in ages. I had a boner all throughout 5th period thinking about it and then again during 6th. I lived pretty far from my school so it took the bus about 45 minutes to get me home. I ran upstairs and flew into the bathroom and stroked one off. I took a quick shower and jumped on my motorcycle and was off to flip burgers for the evening. We were pretty busy, but I still couldn't get the writing on the wall out of my mind. What kind of a sick deviate would put their phone number on a public bathroom wall? What kind of a deviate would call it? During my break, I finished my dinner in lightning speed. I was the only person in the back room. I hadn't thought this through but I rushed over to the desk phone and pulled out the number and called it. My heart was racing. What the fuck was I doing? The phone was ringing. What if a lady answers? What would I say? What if an old man answers? I seriously thought the phone was going to be out of order, but it wasn't. “Hello?” It was a guy and he didn't sound like an old man but he was certainly older than me. Everyone was older than me. “Hello?” came from the receiver again. Damn what do I say? Then he said, “Is anybody there?” I hung up. I couldn't do it. Perspiration covered my forehead. I cleaned up my dinner dishes and went back into the kitchen to help with the orders. I couldn't help thinking that the guy sounded really cute. Well more hot than cute. When I got home that evening around 10:00 p.m., I said hello to my parents and catapulted up the stairs and jumped into the shower then dove into bed. I lay there thinking about the voice on the other side of the phone and wondered if it was the source of the writing on the wall? My dick got hard. I jumped out of the bed, got the phone number and the phone and landed back in my bed in a flash. Then I jumped up and locked my bedroom door, shut off the light and flew back into the bed. I squeezed my dick so it would go down a little. I turned on my reading light and dialed the number. “Hello?” It was him. Oh my fucking god it was the same guy. It was unmistakably him. Shit, what do I do? “Hello,” he repeated. Say something you moron or he'll hang up! “Who's this?” Then he lowered his voice and said, “...I know why you're calling.” How could he know why I was calling? What does he mean? I cleared my throat and finally said, “ Hello. I um, I um. Hello?” “I’m still here,” he said. I panicked and made up a stupid story about finding a notebook at my school that had this phone number on it and I was checking to see if it was his. There was a pause on the other end of the line and then he told me, “I doubt that would be my notebook. Are you sure you are calling about a notebook?” I tried to sound confident, but I was a jumble of nerves; stuttering like a buffoon. “Yes, I’m calling about the notebook,” I tried to reassure him. Again after a few seconds of silence he said, “Are you sure you aren’t calling about the writing on the wall? Isn’t that the real reason you’re calling me?” I cleared my throat again and spoke very quietly, “Yes, I’m calling about…about the…writing on the wall. Is it yours?” He matched my intensity and responded, “Yes, it is mine. I wrote that. My heart was beating so fast. Remember this is a sixteen year old cock learning to find its way in the world with little help from anyone. I didn’t know what to say next so I remained silent. He asked where I lived and I told him. He responded, “Interesting. We live really close to each other.” How is that possible? I lived 45 minutes away from school. My high school had over 5,000 students; the size of a small university. It served people from all around the entire radius of the County. He went on to tell me that he was 19 and lived with his parents when he wasn’t in college. He was on a break. Further chat deduced that we lived in the same subdivision. He asked if I liked porn. I said, “Yes.” He said his parents were gone for the weekend and that I should come over and he’d show me what he had. I couldn’t help myself; I had to do this so I told him I’d be there in 15 minutes. I dressed and walked quietly down the stairs hoping my parents were already in bed. With no sign of them I sneaked out the back door and walked my motorcycle out to the road before starting it and driving off. I found his house and pulled into the drive and parked on the side of the house as instructed. The house was dark as if no one was home. I began to get nervous. What if this was a hoax and this guy sent me on a wild goose chase? Still, I knocked. He answered the door in only a pair of jeans that were partially unzipped. He was masculine and very good looking, but not pretty. He had dark brown hair and a well-defined chest with dusting of hair and a treasure trail leading down past his navel disappearing into a forest of a thick brown bush. He invited me in and led me into the living room. When he turned around I saw nicely shaped hips and a bubble butt that was stuffed into his jeans. We sat and made small talk. He had gone to my high school 2 years prior; he knew the burger joint where I worked, stuff like that. After about 10 minutes we ran out of small talk so he asked if I wanted to see his porn mags. He led me back to his bedroom. He slid opened the closet and reached up to a top shelf and pulled out a couple of glossy shiny magazines. We sat on the end of his bed and he flipped through the first magazine. The pictures were of hyper masculine guys; very hairy, muscular and butch. There was also lots of leather, motorcycles and uncut cocks. He handed that magazine to me and I took over the flipping. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that he pulled out his cock. It was thick, long and hard and cut with a beautiful head that resembled the shape and color of a plum. My heartrate increased. I put the magazine down and he got up and stood in front of me, took my hand and moved it to his cock. His cock was hot and pulsing. He said in a soft raspy voice, “You know you can never tell anyone about this because I would get into a lot of trouble.” I told him that I wasn’t about to tell anyone anything, ever. “Have you ever sucked a cock?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. With that he put his hands on the back of my head and guided me down to his dick. I stared at it for a few seconds and then I put the head in my mouth. It smelled and tasted fantastic. I could smell the musk emanating from his bush. He unzipped his pants fully and pulled out his balls. The smell was driving me crazy and I started to suck his cock deeper. At sixteen I had some experience sucking dick starting as early as 12 years old, but hadn’t yet learned the technique for deep throating. I continued to take more and more into my mouth leaving his cock wet and glistening. He had his hands on the back of my head and started making little sounds of approval with his throat. These little guttural sounds would become one of the biggest turn-ons for me in the years to come. He then pulled me up and shoved my shorts to my knees. He had me lay on the bed on my side so my ass was facing the foot of the bed. I heard him spit on his hand. Fuck, he was going to fuck me. His cock is too big for me, but I wanted it so bad. The question wasn’t would I let him fuck me, but how much will this hurt when he does fuck me. He smeared the saliva along my asshole and spit again on his cock. I felt the head at the entrance of my hole. I wouldn’t learn about poppers for several more years and I was too young to drink. This was going to be a challenge. I took a deep breath and he started putting pressure on the ass. It was slippery and really felt erotic, nasty and hot. I was experiencing the primal urge that all guys experience just before they take cock in their ass. His cock head was sliding all around the outside of my hole. I was unintentionally nudging my hole to match up with his cock. He spit again and this time pushed just hard enough that he penetrated my ass ring. I felt his cock head rest just inside my sphincter. I gasped out of inexperience, a little fear and shear adrenalin at the same time. It hurt. It hurt badly. I froze and tensed up and the owner of the cock could tell I was struggling. He put his face next to mine, kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “That’s it baby, give me what I need. Don’t make me stop. Relax. That’s it. It’ll get better in a minute.” He had the head resting just inside me and stayed completely still. As I got used to it, the initial pain subsided and I started breathing regularly again. He told me he wasn’t going to move until I was ready and when I was, I was to push back on him to signal it was cool to continue. I agreed and remained still. I could feel him rubbing saliva around the perimeter of his cock. After a few more minutes the pain completely subsided so I pushed back just a little. He pushed forward and another inch or so of his cock pushed through my ring. “Okay, okay, stop there. Oh shit. Damn. I’m not sure I can do this, dude. Pull it out, take it out, man.” I was breathing heavily at this point and about to panic when he froze and leaned against my back again and began kissing the crook of my neck and behind my ear moaning ever so slightly. “Oh baby, I need this little man. You feel so good. You’re doing just fine. That’s it just relax. He kept his word and remained still. Again the pain drifted away and was replaced by a warm erotic nasty feeling that you only get from having a stranger’s cock inside you. I started pushing back; he reciprocated and eventually he bottomed out at his balls. “Sweetheart, you have my entire dick inside you. Can you feel that?” All I could do is squirm and moan as he pulsed his hot throbbing dick inside my ass. Suddenly, for the first time in my life my “cunt” got horny to be fucked. Prior to this I had gotten fucked several times, but I just tolerated it. It didn’t necessarily feel good. This was different. I had this hot boys fat cock buried balls deep and there was no pain just white-hot lust and an undying need to be fucked. I moaned, “Yeah, oh that’s good.” I could feel his breath at my neck again and he whispered, “What was that?” Again I mumbled erotic little inaudible sounds. “Talk to me baby, what are you saying? Tell me what you want.” I didn’t know what to say, but I wanted him to fuck me. I pushed back again. God his dick felt so good. It was almost like my ass lips itched and his cock was the only thing that would scratch it. “No, you need to tell me what you need. I want to hear you say it.” “Fuck me.” “Sorry, I didn’t get that,” he taunted. “FUCK ME! Please fuck me. I need you to fuck the hell out of me.” While I was carrying on like a depraved child I began bucking back and forth on his cock. “That’s what I wanted to hear from you pretty boy. Now take a deep breath, give up that ass to me and let’s fuck,” he said. He pulled his dick out a bit and pushed back in. Bliss. He pulled further out and pushed back in a little harder. Heaven. Then he pulled almost entirely out but stopped where his mushroomed plum-like head stretched my ass ring at its max and held it there before plunging back in balls-deep. Nirvana! There was no more language spoken between either of us for the next 30 minutes or so. In order to communicate, all we could do was groan, moan, squeal and grunt. We locked eyes sharing our unspoken mutual lust and animalistic needs. The room got really warm from our body heat and heavy panting. He still had his jeans on at mid-thigh and I still had by shorts pulled down just above the knee. I was still lying on my side while he stood pumping that magnificent cock in and out of me. At one point he pulled out and yelled, “Not yet, no, no, no. Not yet.” I could feel his cock leaving a slimy trail across my butt cheek as he tried to ward off his climax. I was able to plead in the middle of my panting, “Yeah, man. Don’t cum just yet. I need more of this, please don’t cum.” He said, “Be still. Don’t move. I’m too close.” Then he leaned against me and kissed my neck and whispered, “Oh baby, this is the best ass I’ve ever fucked. You make me feel like such a man. When I bury my cock in your ass all the way to my balls, my nipples harden.” He was ready to go again and reinserted his cock, “Can I cum in you? Please. Will you let me shoot my load inside you? I’m so hot for you baby,” he begged. I nodded yes and then he started pile driving his cock in and out of me. He grabbed my ass cheek and my shoulder and pounded harder and harder. The ring of my ass was on fire as he repeatedly stretched it out leaving me delirious. Then it happened. He buried his cock in my ass to the root and froze. Put his face in the crook of my neck, his chest against my back and wrapped his arms completely around me encasing me and then started to tremble. He began making faint subtle micro vocal noises like a wounded animal; that grew slowly into a sexy snarl. And that grew into a full out masculine roar that came from the innermost core of his soul. I could feel cum pumping into me. I could feel his balls swell and contract as his cock spurted. He continued to roar and blow load after load inside me. I grabbed my cock and stroked it off to a powerful climax while his cock blew the last of its load deep in my ass. My ass lips pulsed around his cock every time I shot a volley of cum onto his bed. Feeling this, he turned into a mad man and started fucking me again with a vengeance. I could feel how sloppy my ass had become from his load. It was sloshing around making nasty sounds as he continued to fuck me. His cock felt so good because it was completely covered in cum. After about 10 minutes, he did the same thing; wrapped himself around me, froze, trembled and emitted a roar as he blew another load inside me. We lay there breathing in silence as we recovered. I reached between my legs and felt his balls which were covered in cum. His cock slipped out and a dribble of cum escaped from my ass. We didn’t say much as we got up and pulled our cloths together. He walked me to the door and said he had a hot time and that we should do it again sometime, especially since we lived so close. He asked never to stop unannounced because of his parents. I told him it was cool. We did get together several times after that. Once he called the burger joint and said he had just driven through and saw me working. He wanted me to come over after work and drove us out to a secluded area and fucked me in the back seat. I’ll never forget the way he orgasmed; froze, trembled, snarled, and then roared. Every single time. It’s hard to believe that by simply reading the writing on the wall it would lead to what would become one of the best fucks of my young life. I really get off on your comments.

On my GR profile i show my collection of toys. The sizes range from small to HUGE. I also write about my love for assplay and fisting. It’s friday late and i am browsing thru profiles. A message notification pops up ao i open the message. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 Hi! i see that you have a big collection of dildo’s. Can i come over to try a few watching porn. No Fuck & Suck & Kiss He added a few pics of him showing of a well defined muscular body. He’s so hot that i reply direct. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I normally don’t date when there’s no fucking BUT you look hot and i would love to see that firm ass riding a dildo. I ALWAY respect wishes and boundaries, Just a small question?! Why does a str8 dude want to play with dildo’s? (You don’t hsve to answer). It took about 12 minutes to receive a message back. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 I hope you can give me some advice and tips, GREAT to hear yo think that way. WHY? The short answer is PUSSY. There’a this blond with big tits with pierced nipples and a hot body covered in tatts. She kinky and loves getting fucked in all holes before being filled with big loads. She also likes to flip the tables and fuck the guy’s ass with a strap-ob. I WANTED HER SO BAD that i want to practise a bit. I have lots of experience with assplay so i know i could help him to there. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I gladly be of service with mu toy collection and my tips and trick. Call me 06-XXXXXXXX to give you my address. Within 2 minutes my phone rang .I picked up. We had a small chat. And i gave him my address. He replied with “That’s very close to where i am. I can be there in 10 minutes. I will bring my weed!”, I answered with “GOOD|! See you in 10”. I quickly put two mattresses in my living room. I get the two huge bags filled with my toys. Open a new flask of poppers and take out my very special lube. i respect his boundaries BUT there is nothing wrong with trying to get him to loose them. This bottle contains my own mixture; normal water-based lube, some paraffin based cream, ketamine and T (Tina), I take of my cloths and slip into my baggy shorts. I hear the bell. I pick up to hear it’s my date. I buzz him inside, open my door a bit and sit down on my couch. I here the door close and hear him doing something in the hall was. After a minute he comes in naked and wears leather hood with his mouth, nose and eyes free. To stay anon and also because it looks hot. He works out a lot to get that muscled So fucking HOT! He walks towards me and sits down on the couch opposite of me. “Can i smoke my joint to help me relax” het asks and i reply with “Sure, I’ll get an ashtray, I when to the kitchen and got him a an ashtray and a bottle of water. “Just water huh?” he asks and i answer very seriously with “Off course! But if you don’t trust me you can empty the bottle and fill it yourself”. He starts laughing and says “Not necessary”. I ask him what kind of porn i should put on. He answers with “Straigjht BI or Gay are all okay as long as it’s condom free!”. I select some directories and press play, Bare gay porn… ‘MY FAVOURITE!’. He smokes his joint for 3/4 and then asks me with toy would be best to start with. I hand him a small dildo and get a bigger one for myself. I fill up a squirter with some of my lube and slip the tip in my ass and squirt the content inside. “Is a quick way to lube your ass” i say. I ask him uf he also want to use this fast way for lubing up. He nods and i hand him a filled squirter that he emptied in his arse, “Is the burning feeling normal” he asks. I tell him that the lube has some clove oil added for additional sensation and that it will go away after a few minutes. We both place the dildo on the floor and i lower myself on it, “This way i can control the speed and depth of the penetration”. He takes a good look and start to copy me. I hand him the poppers and with some deep inhales his ass starts to adjust and slowly the tip start sliding in.The T also begins to spread thru his body and into his mind, With a deep sight he glides in one fluid move over the rest of the dildo, After a few minutes we both start riding our dildo. After 10 minutes i take ir out and grab a bigger one out of the bag and lube it op. Lay on my back and start pushing it inside. My hole stretches around it. My trainee also decides to go a bit bigger. He fills the squirter again to lube his ass up. It is harder to get this one inside but with wiggling and poppers the dildo finds a way in. I can see that the T begins to take effect. He is riding the dildo as fast as he can, With a huge dildo in my ass i start stroking my thick hard cock.He sees my cock and asks me how big it is and i tell him that it’s 20cm. He looks at it again and says “FUCK…i want to feel it in me!”. `He moves over to me pulls the dildo out his ass and slide my cock inside. After riding me i switch position and plow his ass before shooting my load deep inside him. We then take turns stretching each others holes with bigger dildo’s. When i pull out the dildo from my ass my ass is gaping. It seems the T is making his have kinky thoughts because in one motion he slides his hand in my ass.after a few minutes i tell him to make his hand in to a fist and then explain how to punch my ass with it. He enjoys doing it because he starts to speed it up and punch me harder. I start cum without touching my self. That night i fucked a loaded his ass several times before falling a sleep!

Do any other cumdumps not like receiving face pics? I know the whole “no face pic, no reply” doctrine is popular on many apps, but I personally feel the opposite. I never ask for face pics and prefer when guys don’t send them. It makes it much more thrilling and anonymous. It also prevents disappointment from being catfished(yeah it happens.) Seeing a Tops face for the first time right before he fucks me raw is fun. Never seeing their face even after they load me up is also fun. 😝 I love when blank profiles message me, they tend to be the best. 😋 That being said, I do love dick pics. 😍😍 I could stare at them all day. I’d much prefer receiving a dick pic over a face pic any time. Do any other cumdumps(especially anon cumdumps) feel the same way? Tops, how do you feel about sending face pics? Should bottoms care?

Tina and I dated the last three months of high school. It was amazing. We were both nerds who hadn't even kissed anyone else. Within a couple of weeks I'd cum in all her holes. We watched porn and fucked like rabbits. It was fun. The day we graduated I proposed. I couldn't afford a ring, of course, but she was in. We got married but a justice of the peace and pooled our savings to get a 4 night honeymoon at the worst hotel in Vegas. On our first night I won big. I went on an endless craps run. I had like 5k--what the fuck?! We headed back to the room and got dirty. She fingered my ass at my request but then told me to stop being such a fag and fuck her. We were both drunk and I didn't appreciate that so I got dressed and headed out. I headed down to the bar and was buying drinks for everyone, spreading around what felt like an infinite amount of windfall cash. Of course, I made a lot of friends, including a couple of gay guys who were really nice. Amusedly, I told them about my fight with my new wife. One of them grabbed my thigh and said, well why don't you give it a try? "Ooh would you like to fuck me?" I giggled. "Yes" **** He was fucking me not 10 minutes later. He had a big dick and my ass was tight. But I got off on the experience. This man, whose name I didn't catch, was going to fuck me til he came. I held my legs apart like Tina as he buried his dick in me. He pulled out when he finished and his friend replaced him. Fuck this was hot. Cum and lube squirted out as he pounded me. He got close and pulled out. Can I cum inside you dude? I nodded yes and he jammed his penis back in my hole, his body jerking as he unloaded. *** To be continued

“And up to the plate is freshman phenom Alex “Maverick” Barnes. The 6'3” graduate from St. Mary's out of Iowa has a lot of people talking about his chances to go pro in a couple of years and you can see the worry in the pitcher's face as he takes his stance.” I look across to the plate and smile, this idiot actually stares for a moment before he goes back to paying attention to his catcher. I know this guy's stats and he knows mine, which is why he looks like he's gonna piss himself in a few. My name is Maverick and you might not know who I am, but trust me when I say I'm the guy you want to be. Yeah scoff all you want but trust me, everyone wants to be me. My dad is four time Olympic gold medal winner Howard Barnes. In the 2000 Olympics he went to Sidney and ran the board for gymnastics in a way no one has done since. He ended up on cereal boxes, energy drinks and eventually Calvin Klein ads. He ended up being voted People's sexist athlete four years running and now owns a national chain of gyms that are insanely popular because they have huge posters of him shirtless on the ads. My mother is Kathy Sloane, super model, Maxim babe and most guys in the 2000's wet dream. She married my dad after two months of dating because honestly, she had never met a better looking guy in her life. They settled down in Iowa, bought a huge house and had lots of sex. This is where I come in, Hold up, let me knock this ball out of the park and send this pitcher home crying. “And here's the pitch...Maverick swings....AND IT'S OUT OF HERE! IT'S A HOME RUN, IT'S A HOME RUN! A&M TAKES THE GAME, THE CROWD IS WILD!!” Right, anyways. So they had a lot of sex and my mom got pregnant with me. Now I don't want to say I won the genetics lottery, but I will say that if I was a poker hand, I'd be a royal flush ace high baby. Both me and my little brother are fucking perfect little jocks. Blond hair, blue eyes, white teeth, good muscle tone, lean muscle, I mean everything you would ask for in an All American boy. I went into baseball in a young age. My dad had me out on the field when I was nine, running, catching, throwing, anything that had to do with a ball I was on it. By the time I hit junior high I was on the fast track to professional ball. High school I floated by, my buddy Ace, not his real name, said I could have shot a guy in the quad and gotten away with it if the cops were sports fan. I had five colleges fighting for me by the time I was 17, A&M had the hottest chicks when I visited the campus so an Aggie I am. Ok, am jogging into home base where the rest of the team are waiting to throw me up on their shoulders and carry me to the dugout. I have to act all awww shucks and thank god for the win, I'll get back to you soon. Right, so where was I? Oh yeah, I'm a stud. So anyways, me and my brother were raised as uber jocks. Sports were a joke to us, we were easy on the eyes and everyone likes a winner. Growing up me and Troy, that's my brother, were tight. We were both addicted to our sports. I had baseball and he had swimming. My dad made sure I had everything I needed to win while my mom was Troy's biggest fan, making sure he got to every practice and every tournament. We were both popular, had a ton of friends and generally were living the high life. Then he turned out to be a fag and things changed. Oh don't give me that look, what? Let me guess? You're one too? Figures, they're attracted to me like flies on sugar. Anyways, so turned out he became a fag so I dropped him like the plague. Now I am a college superstar and he...well I honestly don't care what he is. So now I am done for the year, summer I coming and I am headed home for months of sleep, drink and sex and I can't wait. I spent my whole freshman year bailing this loser team out so I'm ready for a little me time. Lock up your daughters Iowa, Maverick is on his way home. My brother is a complete fucking asshole. I mean if you spent five minutes talking to him you'd understand...or not. You see, even though he is a complete fucking douchebag, he can play off being a complete angel in a way that everyone believes. Ask anyone and they will tell you he is humble and innocent, but trust me, he is anything but. And now he is heading home for the summer and I just know it's going to be a complete shit show. He is going to sit around the house, eating all the food, sleeping all fucking day and giving me shit for being gay. Which coming from him, is a joke. See here is the thing the famous Maverick won't tell you, I learned how to suck dick from him. Growing up we had been pretty tight. We both were super busy with sports so even though we were popular, we didn't have a ton of time for friends much less dating. That, coupled with the fact we were both raised valuing athleticism and looks over everything else, it wasn't a shock that we found ourselves sexually attracted to each other. Yeah, yeah, I know, brothers, yuck. But it was a thing, the older we became the better our bodies got and the better our bodies got the better looking we became to each other. He made the first move of course, he was the older brother which meant he was always in charge. We were in Dallas for one of my matches and sharing a hotel room the first time we fooled around. He climbed into my bed and started to feel me up, things got hot and the next thing you know we were sucking each other off. Things escalated from there and all through junior high my big brother was my secret boyfriend. When high school started he made a group of friends, got a real girlfriend and suddenly I was the fag brother. He stopped talking to me, we stopped hanging out and we never touched each other again. He started acting like a homophobic douchebag and I was outed to everyone who was within earshot, which has meant my high school experience has been a hoot. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Troy Barnes, the gay son. I don't mind people knowing I'm gay, I just wish I had been given the choice. Not that anyone would have guessed, like my brother, I am pretty much the prototypical jock as well. At 6'1” my blond hair was darker and my eyes were greener, but we both had the same, lean, muscled body that came from perfect genetics and a lot of fucking work. It didn't hurt that both our parents were basically super models, so basically if he hadn't have told everyone, I doubt anyone would have guessed. But in the end it was a good thing because once everyone knew I was gay, I got met a great guy and we've been dating ever since. The problem was, Mason never met my brother, so he didn't know what was about to happen. “Maybe you're just overreacting,” he said to me over lunch. I gave him an eyebrow and he bust out laughing, “Come on, don't give me the eyebrow of doom. I'm just saying, maybe he's changed.” “He hasn't,” I said finishing my drink, “He is going to make this summer hell and once he finds about you it will get worse.” “He doesn't know about us?” “God no! I don't talk to him unless I have to.” “He cant be that bad,” he tried to reassure me.” “Just wait,” I tell him, “Just wait.” I rushed home after finals, driving all night so I could get home and start my life of leisure. I stopped off at a Circle K to fill up, grab some caffeine and to drain the lizard. It was past three am and the only person in the place was this cowboy looking dude behind the counter. He was 18 if he was a day old but he was cute in his own hick way. I asked him where the bathroom was and he took a second to look me up and down before he pointed to the back. I gave him a quick wink and walked back to do my business. I stood at a stall and whipped my cock out, I wasn't shocked to see him walk in about a minute later. Out of ten urinals he walked up next to mine and undid his tight ass Wranglers. I let my dick hang there, letting him get a good look at my Hawkeye pride. “Only time I can get away,” He explained, as he pulled his own dick out and began to piss. “A lot of traffic this time of night?” “Naw,” he said in that Oklahoma drawl, “Usually dead.” “Nice, so...you just browsing or you planning on buying?” He blinked twice, “Huh?” I stepped back, “Come on hayseed, I gotta get back on the road and you wanna try for a stand up triple. So let's move it along.” “I mean...I didn't...” I sighed and put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him down, “Come on dude, just suck me off already.” He seemed to resist for a moment before I slid my nine inches of jock dick past his lips. I could feel him struggle for a few seconds but once I had him down my rod he went with it and I could feel him start to work my cock over. Always the same with fags, they fight it at first but once they get a taste, they can't help themselves. I had both my hands in his short hair as he worshiped my dick, small moans coming from his throat as he tasted my precum on his tongue. I needed this, I fucked one of my chicks day before yesterday to blow off some tension before finals, but I hadn't had time to dump a load since. Nothing like a good, little fag to take my seed and recharge my batteries. I heard his gagging and felt my cock pulse with excitement, I loved hearing that sound. My cock slamming the back of their throat, the sound if them struggling for air...my little brother used to make the same sound when I made him deep throat me, I mean when he'd fag out and beg to suck my cock at night. I felt my balls start to tingle and knew I was close. “Oh yeah punk...gonna blow down your throat.” I heard him whimper something around my cock and he tried to pull back. I kept his head still as I thrust into him harder and harder. He was no longer able to keep up with my dick, now all he was is a place to dump my cum. “Fuck yeah fagot....take my babies...” I shot down his throat, and I heard him groan as his mouth flooded with my cum. I shot a few times and then let go of his head, he fell back, sperm spilling out of his mouth as he fell back onto the bathroom floor. I shot a few last times onto him as he held his hand up to block it. I jerk my dick a few last times, draining my balls all over his face. He looked up at me, cum dripping down his face, “Dude...” he choked... I stuffed my cock back in and zipped up, “You're welcome man,” I said with a wink, “See ya never.” I got into my car and drove off...feeling a thousand percent better and feeling good about giving that kid what he really wanted. A real man's cum. Gonna be a good summer. Hey guys, I run on caffeine and compliments. if you want to leave either my Venmo is @jack-parker-109 Buy a cup of coffe for an American who’s down on his luck? I’m just kidding, that’s from a cartoon. But tips are always welcome, but never needed.

Agree with mblad. It's not the son's business you're fucking the dad, it's not the dad's business you fucked with his son. They're entitled to a degree of privacy.

Rule of thumb when I top is that I thrust all the way in and then start shooting in that spot. Makes my bottom feel it throbbing insdie him that way. It's a preference that my tops do the same thing, but some just keep thrusting as they empty out, so the load gets distributed a bit more.

My verbiage aside, i'm not bothered by you or your posts. I'm genuinely concerned for your health and safety. The recurring theme from your posts that I've read is that you are reaching out for our advice and help (which we're happy to give). The real issue is that you keep coming back to your not being allowed to go on Prep, or you're not allowed to express your desires to your Dom - yet your Dom seems to have his own free will do do as he pleases, even if that puts you at increased risk. Part of me wonders if you're questioning his behaviour as well, and I suspect you are. It's totally okay for you to question this; what we are trying to say is that your current relationship set-up is categorically unhealthy (both mentally and physically) and you need to find a way to change it or get out. I do apologise if I'm coming across as blunt, but sometimes the best advice doesn't come wrapped in a nice pretty package.

If he's serious about meeting people, why is he posted as a guest?

I am sure that which ever way you decide will be greatly appreciated here. And I love to read novels 😁

The short answer to that is "no." You're not required to do anything you're uncomfortable with. Consent is sexy. That said - and as many have pointed out - if you're taking it raw, there's a definite (one would even say likely) chance you're going to end up with a top who either doesn't respect your request to pull out, who accidentally goes over the edge before they can, or who may even think your request not to take the load is part of some kind of role-play.

I love having a loose pussy. It's proof that I'm a community slut who takes any dick willing to give me a load.

So hot, but think this need another chapter and Evan needs to give Michael so more toxic cum until he converts.

I know it has been awhile. I’m sorry I had so much going on…here’s the next chapter. Ch. 2 Michael could barely get the door open to his apartment before Evan started tearing his clothes off revealing his hairless toned athletic body and rock hard cock. Michael began ripping off Evan’s clothes and was enamored with what he found. Evan was muscular. His broad pecs and chilled abs covered in freckles and orange fur. He undid Evan’s jeans and his eight inch uncut cock sprang to life under a patch of fiery pubic hair. Michael stood in awe. “Like what you see?” Evan smirked. All Michael could do was nod. His ex was no where near as big. Michael dropped to his knees and took Evan’s cock in it’s entirety down his throat. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Evan moaned as Michael worked his cock in his mouth. Evan put his hands on Michael’s head and started thrusting, ever so often he would hold Michael’s head at the base of his cock until Michael gagged. Michael was intoxicated by the scent of Evan’s cock and fiery pubes. He tried to hold out as long as he could when Evan held his face in his bush just so he could get another whiff. Evan lifted Michael up off the floor and Michael led him to his bedroom. Evan pushed Michael on his back. “My turn.” Evan smirked. He lifted up Michael’s legs and plunged his tongue into Michael’s hole. Michael moaned as Evan’s face explored his hole. Michael hadn’t had a good rimming since before him and his ex got together. He always told Michael it was his least favorite thing to do. Evan slid a finger into Michael’s hole. “Oh fuuuck” Michael moaned as he felt Evan probing his hole. He tried to push aside the sharp pains he felt as Evan wiggled his finger around. “Yeah you like that?” Evan asked seductively and all Michael could do was nod and moan. He slid in another finger. “Got make sure you’re nice and open for my big cock” Michael started jerking his own cock as he felt Evan’s fingers raking his prostate. Evan batted his hand away. “We don’t need you cumming just yet. The fun part hasn’t even started yet!” Michael groaned as his cock strained. “I know what we need.” Evan said and then pulled his fingers out of Michael. Michael gasped. Evan darted out of the room and returned with his jeans in hand. He dug through his pockets and pulled out a bottle of poppers. “Oh I don’t do drugs.” Michael protested. Evan chuckled. “It’s not drugs. They’re poppers. Perfectly harmless and safe. They’re gonna make you feel really good.” Evan ensured. Michael was still hesitant. Evan held the bottle up to Michael. “Just one hit and if you don’t like it you don’t have to use it. But trust me. You’re gonna want it.” Michael took a hit from both nostrils. “Good now hold it.” Evan ordered. Michael could feel his head start spinning. He felt a warmth run through him. Evan started grinding his cock in between Michael’s ass cheeks. Michael was really starting to feel the first hit and struggled to hold his breath any more. “Release.” Evan barked still grinding his cock over Michael’s hole. Michael breathed out and felt a rush wash over him. His heart raced, his cock throbbed and his hole twitched riding the effects of the poppers. He felt hornier than he was before. Why has he never tried them before he thought to himself. “Take another big hit. You’re gonna need this one.” Evan said. Michael complied and took another hit from the little bottle. He felt his whole body tingling. Evan lined up his cock on Michael’s hole and started pressuring his way in. Michael felt his hole relaxing around the head of Evan’s cock and he moaned. Evan slid further in until he was bottomed out. “Oh fuck!!” Michael moaned loudly. Evan stayed there. His raw cock planted in Michael’s hole. Evan leaned down and kissed Michael. He slowly started pumping in and out of him. Michael felt so full. He was in pure ecstasy. His ex had never reached that deep before. Evan began picking up the pace drilling in and out of Michael’s hole. For awhile the only sounds that could be heard was Evan’s breathing, Michael’s moans of pleasure, and the sound of Evan’s hips slapping against Michael’s ass. Michael could smell Evan’s manscent radiating from his pits even stronger now. He instinctively pulled Evan closer so he could burry his face in it. He took a deep huff. “Oh fuck yes” Michael moaned. “It’s even better than those poppers isn’t it?” Evan smirked Michael could only moan as he took another deep whiff of Evan’s pits. “Fuck I’m getting so close. Ready to feel my fire inside you?” Evan moaned “Oh fuck yeah. Fill me up.” Michael moaned. “Fuck yeah. You’re gonna feel my fire growing inside you. Changing you. Taking you over.” Evan moaned and he started slamming his cock even harder into Michael. Michael felt waves of pleasure radiating through him as Evan’s cock acted like a jack hammer on his prostate. He could cum at any second. Evan growled and pressed his cock as far into Michael as he could. Michael could feel his cock expanding inside him and then throbbing for what seemed like forever causing Michael to orgasm and damn near screamed. “Yeah feel my fire inside you now. It’s going to be lit forever.” Evan smirked almost evilly at Michael. It hadn’t dawned on Michael until now that he let this stranger bareback him and he started to panic. “Did you put a condom on?” Michael asked sheepishly. “Nope I thought you were okay with it because you didn’t ask. Don’t worry. The damage is already done.” Evan said. Michael began to shake. What did that mean? Evan began getting dressed. He picked up Michael’s phone and put his number in it and then tossed it on the bed next to Michael who was still laying there in shock. “Call me in a few weeks and let me know if you got burned.” Evan said. “What does that mean?” Michael asked “If you got the fuck flu” Evan said as he walked out the door. Michael’s eyes widened as he put the pieces together and he felt a fear wash over him. He just let a hiv+ guy breed him. His cock started growing rock hard. He said it again to himself and his cock got harder. Why did it turn him on? He was confused but horny at the same time. He couldn’t help but jerk himself off and fingering Evan’s poz cum further into his hole. He kept moaning “Poz me Evan. Poz my hole” getting louder each time until he was shouting it as he shot another load on himself. to be continued?

It opens up the fuck hole and shows that the bottom is a complete slag

Ok friends, fans, and fellow sick fucks. Here, finally, is the next two chapters. I locked up my cock, plugged up my hole with the vibrating one and said no release till they were done. What I really need is a strict dominant Top to keep me on line! Punish me if I don't, and reward me with a nice cock (or two or three) breeding me when I finish one. Hey, we all need incentive! So enjoy! I'm off to blow a well deserved load! Hope you all do too! Part 8 Earl and John had big smiles on their faces as they approached the bed. They started feeling up Colt's big sweaty muscle body. Their hands roamed every inch of him, from his bull like shoulders and massive biceps to his flat pecs and defined 8 pack abs. Colt just moaned and writhed as the men worshiped his teenage jock body and pinched his hard, pink nips. "He flying?" John asked me. "Like a kite!" I grinned as I sat in a chair and watched the men enjoy my whores hot bod. "Niiiiice." He said as they rolled Colt over. "God DAMN look at that glorious ass!" He exclaimed as Colt instinctively arched his back and thrust his big round white ass into the air like a well trained hungry slut. "I'm gonna love tearing that up!" "It's all yours!" I groaned as I stroked my hard cock. "Don't show the whore any mercy!" "Music to my ears!" Earl groaned as he and John started rummaging through our newly purchased items. Soon they had Colt tied face down with a ball gag in his mouth, arms stretched wide, and his legs hanging off the end of the bed with his ankles spread wide and tied. They had put his cowboy boots back on him as well as his bandana and plopped his black hat on top of his sweaty brown curls. "That's what I like to see." Earl grinned. "A hot, helpless cowboy ready for abuse!" And FUCK did he look hot! Precum dripped down my cock as I took pics of my studly cowboy whore. Then John pulled out the fat plug from Colt's hole. I walked around so I could see his gaping pussy. And boy did it gape! It was a bright red rosebud and cum was leaking out of it. John knelt down and licked up the cum that was running over Colt's balls. Then he planted his mouth on the open hole and voraciously ate out Colt's cum tunnel. Colt moaned and writhed as John sucked out as much cum as he could. As he was doing this, Earl pulled out the electro box we purchased, at his advice, as well as a large metal plug and a urethral sound. After coating the sound with a lubricant, he pulled a still feeding John off of Colt's hole and inserted the 10 inch flexible sound right into Colt's piss hole of his still caged cock. Colt let out a long groan as he experienced this new sensation of his prostate being probed from the inside. Then Earl took the crystal coated plug and shoved it into the open hole before him eliciting whines from Colt as his sensitive tissues burned anew. Just as Earl finished hooking up the box, there was another knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw four men, all dressed in full leather. I recognized Tony, and let them in. Tony introduce me to his partner Lance, an older guy, skinny and hairy like Tony, and their friends, Lee and Al. They were the youngest of the group, probably in their 30's, and both were heavy set guys with lots of tattoos. "Just in time boys." Announced Earl. "The fun is just about to start!" All six men pulled out cigars and lit them up as Earl started manipulating the buttons on the box. I stroked my cock as I watched Colt's body as he began to twitch and jerk while Earl administered various shock and jolts. Colt moaned and groaned while his cock began to leak copious amounts of precum. Then Al pulled Colt's big leather belt out of his shorts and brought down a hard, solid strike right across Colt's rock hard ass as Earl delivered a powerful jolt to his cock and ass at the same time. Colt screamed into the gag as his entire body went ridged and his eyes bugged out. Fresh sweat broke out all over his body as every muscle on his body trembled from the electric shock coursing through him. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, Earl dialed it down and Colt's body collapsed as he panted heavily. Two of the men blew cigar smoke into his face while they all laughed and rubbed his wet body. Colt looked at me through his tear stained, fucked up eyes, but I just smiled as I held some poppers under his nose. Then Earl began the light manipulation again and soon Colt was moaning as his cock continued to leak. Then Al raised the belt and struck Colt across his shoulders as hard as he could as Earl hit the box heavy again. More gagged screams came from Colt's mouth as every muscle again went taught and pulled on his bonds. This time Earl held it for a couple of seconds longer before powering down again, causing Colt to collapse and breath hard as more cigar smoke was blown into his face. This went on for a solid hour with Earl increasing the time on the powerful jolts longer and longer until they reached about 20 seconds which must have seemed like an eternity to poor Colt. Finally, after Colt's back and ass were covered with angry red welts, John took a vibrator and started rubbing the head of Colt's cock through the cage while Earl worked his magic with the electro box. Two of the guys reached under his chest and started twisting and pinching his nips. In no time at all, Colt moans turned to whines as he undulated his ass and John increased the vibrations on his cockhead. In just a matter of minutes, Colt was yelling into the gag as tears flowed out of his eyes. Then, his caged cock erupted in a huge explosion of watery cum. Colt sobbed into the gag as more and more cum flowed out of him. The men just laughed and cheered as the teenage cowboy experienced an orgasm that was more painful than pleasurable. Colt continued to sob as the last of his clear cum leaked out of his aching dick. I was so turned on by his torment that I couldn't help myself. I ripped the plug out of his ass and rammed my hard cock into him. I had never felt Colt's ass to be so hot and loose. It felt like it was on fire and my dick could barely feel his anal walls. I unloaded into him instantly, pumping my big load into his mushy guts as his sobs continued. I don't know what was hotter, his wrecked out cunt, or the fact that this big bad stud was crying as I came in him. The men untied him, and he didn't even move. Then they rolled him over and pushed his big legs back. They wrapped his elbows under his knees and attached his wrist restraints together so his ass was splayed open and defenseless. My fresh load of cum oozed out of him and Earl just scooped it up and pushed it back inside him before shoving a huge shard of T into the hole beneath him and slamming his big cock into my man. I sat back and hit the pipe as I watched all six men take their turns on Colt's cumdump hole. I watched as all six men, strangers, deposit their seed into the teenage cowboy whore beneath them. And I smiled, knowing this was where Colt belonged.

The ones I've used personally at least till before the stupid pandemic are as under : CHELSEA SAVOY 23RD/7TH Element Hotel w39 near Times Square Hampton Inn Manhattan 35th/5th or 6th Belvedere Hilton Garden Inn 8th Avenue I would've added 'Hotel Pennsylvania' to the top of this list if it had not been recently shut down 😞

Working in my garden, hot day so wearing boots, shorts and a tank. The heat always makes me horny so I was sporting a decent bulge in me shorts. Made eye contact with a tradie (gardener) working next door. We started chatting’ I told him he looked fukkin hot in his shorts. He said the same about me. I asked him over for a cold drink. He said he’d be over in 20 once he’d finished. I let him in, his body was glistening with sweat and his tank and shorts were soaking - hot sweat stain on his ass crack and armpits. I dropped to my knees and sucked on his balls. He smelled so manly. He shoved his cock in my mouth and fucked my throat. He was moaning and grunting and I thought he was about to nut in my mouth but no. He wanted my ass. I lay down on my belly, spread my legs and and presented my hole. He mounted me, rubbed his cock up and down my sweaty crack then his helmet found my hole and he pushed in deep. He lay down on my back, pumping my hole. We were slipping against each other with the combined sweat from our bodies. He said he was getting close but promised he wouldn’t cum in my ass. I said, fuck that, empty your balls in me bud, I want your load. He said aww fuck yeah and within seconds he was shooting his load into me. I love summer, so many hot sweaty horny men.

@BoyStrangler I love all of that. 😍 Love being treated like trash because I am cumdump trash. Do anything you’d like while I’m unconscious, and even when I’m not. I live to serve Men like you. 🥰

I have had a few boyfriends who really got off on me being an "escort" and even got into pimping me out themselves, online, in bathhouses and porntheatres. I think they enjoyed it mostly for the dirtiness as they were guys who were into taking me to the baths and watching me take loads all night or taking me from apt to apt to whore my ass out. it was even a boyfriend who got me to start turning more tricks as a t-girl as guys pay more for tranny whores. but one boyfriend just liked it for how dirty it was and would take me to a porntheatre, strip me naked and rent me out to guys for 5 bucks a load in either end. he's also the boyfriend who found me an owner who promised to pimp me out full time. he told me I was actually a hooker cause I was too trashy to be an escort. but I did have a couple boyfriends who weren't into it so I had to be a little sneaky and actually got busted by one of his friends who picked my tranny ass up off the street once with his boyfriend. they were a little surprised but still took me home and fucked me. I still have no idea if they told him. lol

You said it! I'll buy the idea of sex addiction in cases where sex addiction is diagnosed by a licensed professional. That assumes broad professional consensus on the criteria, and the existence of research findings about treatments. (Thanks to @ErosWired for bringing up the question of the DSM!) What worries me is the American tendency toward non-professional diagnosis. For example, most married heterosexual men are sex addicts according to the online infidelity "survivor" community, which comprises the r/survivinginfidelity subreddit, an eponymous Web site, and the blogs of numerous non-professional "experts" (read: jilted ex-wives). The husband is a sex addict if he masturbates; if he looks at pornography; if he glances at a younger woman — or at any woman other than the wife; if he is curious about sex acts that the wife isn't interested in; or if he desires sex more often than she does. Any of these transgressions constitutes "infidelity" and is grounds for immediate divorce. This denial of normal human sexual responses is spilling over into the gay community. The advent of same-sex marriage, coupled with the portrayal, for the first time, of gay characters in mainstream TV shows and movies, means that we too are expected to be sexless romantics. Straight people will now "tolerate" you if you hold hands with your husband, but will marginalize you to a greater extent than ever before, if you fuck lots of nameless men in dark alleys. Why would you still want to do that, they wonder, now that we have allowed you to marry your soulmate and move in next door to us, in the suburbs? What's natural and harmless is for men (and indeed, for people of all genders) to fuck as often as possible, to fuck as hard as possible, and to fuck as many people as possible.

I always stay at Metro Aspire near UTS. No key card for elevator so can get guys to just cum up to room for anon pump and dumps....

As a (mainly) top I expect to pump my load up my bottom's ass. Of course I enjoy the fuck but I'm an animal after all and my body needs the release when my balls tense and I shoot my load in my bottom's ass. Any bottom that asks me not to cum when I'm fucking him will be ignored and will be seeded - you take my cock in your ass then you get my load.

Earlier today I took 3 huge loads from a 8in bear. He told me to push them out into a cup and save them for the next time he comes to breed me.

Muslim men in general like to fuck bareback, they hate using condoms, so don't presume that he is POZ, he just wants to fuck you, let it happen.

NOW I'm really excited about exploring more scene's like that myself.

Overlooking that the question as originally posed said nothing about preventing HIV transmission, it's not wrong. Calling this "topping from the bottom" and "inappropriate" assumes what you're trying to prove: you're saying that you shouldn't tell a top not to X because you shouldn't tell a top not to X. There's no magic rulebook that says a bottom can't determine what does and doesn't happen with his body, and no magic rulebook that gives all the authority to make decisions to the top. Second, I know quite a few tops who like to pull out and shoot all over someone. While you can't judge anything specifically from porn, that's done ALL.THE.FUCKING.TIME in porn - lots of people, including a good number of tops - like cum shots. That doesn't mean any particular top has to like them. But this complete bullshit of a top gets to decide everything about the sex needs to be called out for the bullshit that it is. If two people WILLINGLY enter into sex with that understanding in mind, that's one thing. For any top to decide - AGAINST the specific request of the guy who's allowing him to fuck - that he's going to shoot inside is just a top being a shitty asshole.

You may want to stick it in the freezer.

I am happy to report many of the bars have reopened, abet with restricted hours and limited entertainment / staff. Most visitors to Thailand must undergo a quarantine period, show a negative Covid virus test result and proof of health (Covid) insurance.

At the notorious roadside reststop, short Latino, maybe 5'2" but HOT AF! He put his hand down the back of my 501's so I knew he was down to fuck! On my knees, I pulled his pants down, revealing a soft uncut cock, 4" with generous foreskin. Taking him in my mouth, he quickly grew to 9" with full coverage, with a steady flow of precum. I slobbered over his cock and presented my ass to him. Slowly, he worked his cock in me and once he was balls deep, he bred me rough and hard. Ten minutes later, he flooded my insides and slowly pulled out, presenting his cock for me to clean. He thanked me, saying his wife couldn't handle him without being drunk. Gave him my phone # and we'd meet monthly.

@tallslenderguy - I’m not sure I agree that the possibility of an actual addiction - in the strictest sense of the term - can be so easily dismissed as a cultural construct. The biochemistry of sex does very potent things with the reward system and pleasure centers in the brain, and has significant implications in terms of dopamine release, among other chemicals and neurotransmitters. It is not beyond the realm of possibility that some individuals begin to rely on sexual activity to trigger changes in brain chemistry in the same way another person might rely upon a drug - they are both a means to the same end. Likewise, just as a drug addict will become desensitized to the drug and require increasingly great doses to achieve the same effect, so too may a person who relies on sex discover that one hookup no longer satisfies, and he begins to need more and more to achieve the same mental effect...until it becomes impossible. I do not meet the criteria for sex addiction, but I have observed a marked change in my reaction to sexual encounters over time; where once a single fuck could content me for weeks, now I feel empty if I go home with fewer than ten, and always hope for another gangbang that could Fill my tank with 20+ loads again. And then I catch myself feeling wistful, wondering what it would be like to be full with 50. I’ve crossed the 20+ threshold three times now...and even that is starting to feel mundane. Fortunately, I live in the Ass-End of Nowhere and I only get to indulge on a monthly basis - that gives my brain time to reset a bit. If I lived in a city with a bathhouse and a sex club, I can see myself ending up in service three or four days a week, and I think changes would happen fast. But here’s the thing: Some people are more genetically prone to addiction than others. Experience has shown that I am not. So I think one of two things can happen. Either a guy who reaches the level of sexual activity that he simply begins to addictively self-destruct in the futile pursuit of what has become a dependency...or he realizes he’s gotten all he can get from it and out of boredom finds a new passion. The first guy is an addict. The second is not. They both had the same level of sexual activity, but the difference between them lies in their individual biochemistry, and has nothing to do with any moralist social agenda. That’s my hypothesis, anyway. I suspect that the powerful effects of sex on biochemistry and mental states make it a serious candidate for true addiction.

Au contraire, mon frére! Recent genetic studies have demonstrated that modern Homo sapiens received HPV from Neanderthal fuck-buddies between 30,000 and 60,000 years ago. For anatomically modern humans, that’s basically far enough back that we might as well think of it as the dawn of time as far as we’re concerned. For those of you more inclined toward scripture: And on the sixth day God made Man out of clay, and breathed life into him, and straightaway Man got a genital wart from his brother from another mother and God threw up his almighty Hands and saith, “THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS.” And it was evening, and morning on the seventh day, and God went to bed and did nothing about it and Man has his wart to this day, Amen. - Book of ErosWired (Apocrypha)

I went to a bookstore about 30 miles from the house last night. This place has large video rooms and fuck benches in a lot of them. I stripped down to tshirt and briefs and left the door open as i watched a trio fucking on the screen and stroking my hard cock through my briefs. Precum started making a wet spot on the front of them and i pulled them down to expose my cock. Two guys came through the open door and i knelt begore them offering my mouth. I alternated between then keeping a hand on one while suvking the other. One said in spanish that he wanted to fuck my ass so i took off my underwear and leaned over the fuck bench showing my lubed ass. Without any more preliminaries he lined his cockhead up against my hole and then shoved all the way in in once quick movement. I gasped at the sudden invasion and relaxed as he bagan fucking. Both of them got verbal as he fucked my bare ass. As he fucked other guys came in the room, some got hard cocks out as they watched and i told them to save their cum for my ass. After the fiirst guy blew a load in me the second guy rammed his cock hard into my ass and really pounded me hard. He was very verbal, calling me a wjore, a slut, a pussy. He had me tell everyone there i was just a hole for them to use. After he came other guys standing around fucked and bred me. One cum slut licked up the cum running over my balls and down my legs. I stayed there until 1am getting fucked by anyone that wanted to use, never once turning around to see who was in me. When i was leaving the 2 clerks called me over and told me i had not cleaned off their cocks after they fucked me so i knelt and willingly licked and cleaned their cocks off. When i left they gave me a double handfull of tokens for the video machines next time.