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My little sisters boyfriend Evan was fucking adorable. I don't usually go for the younger guys. I am into the muscle daddy types covered in fur and tattoos but this guy was too yummy. He was the kind of guy everybody wanted around with his wide infectious smile and a laugh that would melt any icy heart. Not too mention how absolutely fuckable his tight young body was. I wanted to pin that boy down and fuck the holy hell out of him. Every time I heard his voice my pecker would stand at attention. I did my best not to scare him away with some light flirting and suggestive sexual comments. His shy manner and boyish giggle only inflamed my desire. That boy needed a good fucking and the conscientious queer that I am I was the man for the job. I only had to bide my time and sure enough the right occasion arose. The A&P (aged parents) were off on a cruise so I stopped in to the old homestead on the off chance I could [banned word] on my boy. As luck would have it they were there enjoying some beer with friends. I was invited to join in and made sure I was sitting close to Evan. They were a fun crowd and I was enjoying myself all the time wondering how I was going to get into this guys pants when the subject turned to sex, a fun and often cringe worthy topic for conversation. I am out so that is not a problem and being the only gay in the crowd was often referred to for clarification on certain subjects. One of those subjects being rimming. Some half stoned clod brought it up in an attempt to gross out the group and his comment elicited the expected groan. I of course dissembled and proceeded to expound on my opinion. My opinion being I FUCKING LOVE eating ass. Its the best and of course any good top is honor bound to munch hole before fucking it. Its good manners after all. I could see there was some silent agreement amongst the assembled but no one was willing to admit to being on my side. Cowards. I got nothing to hide or be ashamed of. I am a proud ass eating faggot. I could not resist a quick little description of a good rim job. After some jibes and laughter the conversation moved on but the whole time I closely watched Evan's reaction. I could tell he was interested. Could Evan be wanting his hole slobbered on. Or better yet is he gay? My mind reeled with the possibilities. The crowd thinned. My sister pled exhaustion and asked Evan if he was okay to drive home. Evan said he would have a coke then motor on. Bingo. I was going to have the little hottie all to myself for a bit. It would have to be enough time to work my magic. Sister went upstairs and I went for drinks adding some rum to the sodas. Evan gave me a look after a sip but did not say anything. Things were looking good for my plans to take advantage of the poor sop. We chatted and I tried to think of a way to casually steer the conversation towards sex. I had no need. After some hesitation Evan asked me if I was serious about my love of analingus (his word) or was I only grandstanding to make everyone wince and titter. I looked him square in the eye and said, "On my honor as a boy scout and a homosexual I do hereby solemnly swear I am an avid and devoted eater of ass." He laughed nervously and I added, "I am totally willing to give you a demonstration of said habit." "What do you mean 'a demonstration'", he asked a flush of pink coloring his face. I scooted in close so that my hot breath tickled the fuzz on his cheeks. "What I mean is that I am offering to stick my tongue up your ass." Evan stammered, "You're kidding, you can't be serious." So his first reaction wasn't to say no way. I had him. I moved closer. "One lick in your crack and you'll never look back." He took a sip of his cocktail. "I will rock your world stud just take a chance." I put one hand on his knee and squeezed ever so slightly. His next sip was more of a gulp. "But your sister," he argued, "I can't...." he trailed off. I put an arm around him while the other casually drifted to his crotch. "Come on, you know that relationship is going no where. I love my sister but that girl is high maintenance. She'll wear you down to a nub. Live a little boy." My knuckles grazed the hard-on raging beneath his button fly. "A little taste, its all I ask. I will stop the second you decide its not for you." "Where," Evan barely managed to squeak. I grabbed his hand and hauled him up and out the door. We had a little summer shack by the pool with a comfy futon couch perfect for privacy and eating ass. To my surprise he did not resist when I pulled him to me for a kiss. He was hesitant at first and then abandoned any pretense he didn't want what was about to happen. He devoured me like I was going to devour his ass. The undressing was a blur of flying clothing. I wasted no time pushing him down on the couch quickly arranging him on all fours ass up and ready to be molested. His ass was as beautiful as I knew it would be. I briefly caressed the light dusting of hairs that fuzzed his cheeks. He shivered. I blew on his hole and it winked in response. He was ready for it. I spread his cheeks exposing his quivering pucker. The first tentative kiss elicited a moan and the first tongue swipe a quick intake of breath. I had him. The boy was going to be putty in my hands. I was going to fuck him into next week but first a long and thorough ass eating to make him pliable and begging to be cornholed. I took my time. I had no where to be except to rock this kids world and take him to a place he didn't realize he needed to be. His ass was made to be eaten. It responded to every massage of my tongue. His hole kissed me back. I settled in for a marathon rim job and was only brought back to reality when I felt a drip on my hand. Looking between his legs the flash of a long string of pre-cum from his piss slit to my hairy knuckles attested to the pleasure I was giving him. I watched in fascination as his cock pumped out more natural lube. I pulled his stiffy back for a taste making sure to slobber on his nut sack as well. The panting had me moving back to his ass. I couldn't have him cumming just yet. I pushed as much spit into his ass as I could. I wouldn't be bothered with lube and I am no slouch in the dick department so wanted to do my best to ease his transition from virgin to fuck toy/cumdump. His was taking my load weather he wanted it or not. I was not going to be denied being the first to breed him. At last the moment came. I knew if I waited any longer I would not have the patience to ease his passage from boy to man. To my surprise when I placed my cock head at his hole he leaned back into it. Fuck yeah! He wanted it. I let him set the pace as his eager hole slowly swallowed my meat. "Good boy," I growled when I bottomed out. Evan was gasping for air as his hole came to terms with its new occupant. We were both as happy as pigs in slop. I grabbed a fist full of hair to pull his head sideways and look at me. "Tell me you love my cock," I ordered, "tell me how badly you need to be fucked." Evan caught his breath and gabbled, "Please sir I need your cock. Fuck my hole, fuck me, make me yours. Please sir, pleeease." I released his head and like the good sub he was meant to be he braced his arms and arched his back firmly impaling that delicious ass on my rock hard dick. I'd like to be able to tell you it was a tender fuck, that I made love to him so his first time would be a sweet memory. That would be a lie. I fucked that boy like a jackhammer turning his groans into whimpers. Maybe if I had been more like a lover I could have altered his fate but that first brutal fuck was the start of an addiction that proved a happy circumstance for many a top. Evan was at the beginning of his cumdump journey and his need to be thoroughly fucked and used would follow him for the rest of his life. You are welcome world. My gift to all you [banned word] and breeders who need a needy hole to unload into. Our sweat slick skin glued our bodies together as I fucked him off his knees and onto his stomach. I was all cock and brute force pile driving the breath out of him in search of that sweet spot deep inside to dump my load. He had no complaints as my bone rearranged his guts and I fucked him into a stupor. I don't think he even noticed when I shot of with a roar coating his abused innards with a soothing dose of man milk. We did notice, however, the gasp and scream of rage coming from my horrified sister. I double down on my fucking still caught in the euphoria of my nut. Evan was in no position to either move or react because his orgasm was building and by time my hips stopped moving Evan had already spilled his seed. I collapsed rolling sideways and taking Evan with me to keep my cock in his ass. My nuts were recharging for a second go. I intended to send Evan away with a sloppy hole. Or maybe I'd take him home and sleep with my cock lodged in his buttery chute. For the moment I held him close breathing in his clean sweaty scent. He had been a good boy and now he was a better man. My sister wouldn't speak to me for a month but I finally got her to admit she was on the verge of breaking up with Evan. I did that princess a favor. My cock did the break up for her. I introduced Evan to a few of my friends, you know, the furry tattooed muscle daddies I go for. They ate him up like I did. Evan couldn't be happier.

Watch the Dominoes Fall Mondays had become more difficult since that was Gabriel's day off and it wasn't mine. While the condo had been quiet on my "work at home" days for the past few years, now I had someone else roaming around the place while I tried to work. I even got a second TV for the bedroom so that he could watch stuff in there and not disturb me. On the other hand, with our work schedules, it was the one night to try and arrange a hookup for the two of us to fuck some guy and I knew who I wanted to meet next. When I took a break in the morning to refill my coffee cup, I sent a message off to Tim to see if Omar and him wanted to meet us over at The Saddle that evening. "Lemme check" was Tim's response about twenty minutes later. My next work email was to Marc and I got the familiar "out of office" message. "Hmm, that bug must be kicking his ass" I thought. I wondered if Tyler was feeling any better but knew I had to get some work done so I didn't bother checking in with Chase. Gabriel made me a salad for lunch and just after I finished, my hookup phone buzzed. "More guys from a few weeks ago checking in to see if you can fit them in?" Gabriel said, chuckling afterwards. I laughed as I reached for the phone. "Z sick Same symptoms as Tyler so may be bug from uni" was Chase's message. "Or maybe not" I thought to myself as my other phone buzzed. Replying to Chase I typed "Take him 4 test on Fri anyway. Z 2 when he recovers." Swapping phones, I saw a reply from Tim. "Sounds like fun. 9?" he asked and I replied "c u there." "I'm going to meet Tim and Omar over at The Saddle tonight. Wanna join me?" I asked Gabriel. He gave me one of those "what the fuck do you think" looks and I grinned back at him. He took off soon after and came back a couple hours later with a big box. He had done this a few times over the past few weeks and my closet was getting fuller each time. About 8:30pm, he came out of the bedroom and asked "Aren't you going to get dressed?" I chuckled at his eagerness and got my ass off the couch, replacing my trunks with some more appropriate gear. When we got to The Saddle, Tim and Omar were waiting for us out front. We walked in and I got a round of pints for us. With the beers on the table, we sat down and almost immediately Gabriel pulled his tee off, revealing a very nice, thick, hand-made harness over his bare chest. I watched Tim and Omar lick their lips before taking their tees off too. I pulled my shirt off too and looked around and saw most of the guys nearby checking us out. Tim was wearing a more substantial harness than the one he had on last time and it looked good on him. Omar just had a pair of leather cuffs on his wrists, but his furry chest and pert nipples looked damn good. The tight, low cut jeans left the top of his ass visible and invited my hand to slide down inside. "Someone needs to get some more leather if you're going to be hanging out here" I said with a smirk. Omar nodded sheepishly and we all laughed. Once we finished the beers, I pulled my fingers out of Omar's hole before I stood up and led the group to the back room. I felt like everyone in the bar was looking at us and it probably was close to the truth. I paused once I got close to the center of the back room and looked around. Most of the action stopped and the ten or so guys in the room turned and looked at us. I must have waited too long because the next thing I saw was Gabriel pushing Omar toward one of the fuck benches, his hand with a firm grasp on Omar's shoulder. The two of them were stripped down quickly and Omar mounted the bench wearing just his boots and cuffs. Tim and I took the bench next to it, but facing the other direction, since I wanted to watch Gabriel fuck him. Gabriel knelt down and spent less than a minute eating out Omar's ass. It seemed a shame since I would have spent a lot more time feasting on his hairy, poz ass. Both seemed to be into it, with Omar moaning loudly and Gabriel's cock becoming hard as a rock. Tim and I were mostly naked, him in just his shiny new harness and the same tall boots he wore at our first meeting. His hair was braided this time, and would give me a convenient handle as I fucked him. I had on my well worn harness and boots. My tongue spent a lot more time rimming Tim's ass than Gabriel had spent on Omar's. When I stood up, Gabriel was drilling like a man possessed and a thin middle aged guy was walking up in front of Omar. He rubbed his rigid cock over Omar's lips before sliding it past them into his willing mouth. Seconds later, Omar was getting spit roasted and I saw Gabriel and the older guy grin at each other. Tim was a lot tighter than I had remembered and it took several tries before my bare cock worked its way inside. Tim gave out a low groan until I stopped pushing in. The older guy looked over at me and nodded. "Always good to try some fresh meat, huh?" he said. I nodded back and replied "Been in him before but its been a while. Still feels fuckin' good though" before I started plowing in earnest. The guy was slowly fucking Omar's mouth and turned his gaze back to Gabriel. A minute later, he stopped and pulled his cock free of Omar's mouth and crouched down. I saw the motion from the corner of my eye and slowed my thrusts down and turned my head to see what was up. "You see his tattoo, son?" the guy said to Omar. It was just loud enough for me to hear, but only because I was watching to see what was going on. "Yes, sir" Omar replied before grunting from Gabriel's assault. "Ya know what it means?" the guy then asked. No one else in the room was paying attention to this discourse except for the five of us. "I do, sir" Omar said. "Good, then you wont mind me adding my strain" the guy said. "Not at all, sir" Omar replied. The guy stood back up and resumed fucking Omar's mouth. I went back to drilling Tim's ass, amazed that he was still so tight. It wasn't like his body was tensed up, his hole truly was as tight as our first fucks. More proof that he had spent all of his time spreading my bug around. The grunts and groans he made drove home how much he was struggling to take the fuck I was giving him. Omar was having no problem with the drilling that Gabriel and the older guy were giving him, though. Not that he could escape if he tried. Tim started to loosen up and I fucked harder, looking around the room to see if there were any familiar faces. There were a couple but they weren't fucking, just training subs. Occasionally, we'd hear the crack of a whip or something hard hitting bare flesh, but there were only a few of us fucking. I heard Tim grunt "Thank you Sir!" when I slammed in hard and deep and I wondered if he had learned it from a few porn flicks or if he had spent a few sessions with someone as their sub. Based on how tight he wasy, my guess was it was from porn. Several minutes later, his hole was finally at that easy-to-fuck stage where it was loose and sloppy enough to fuck however I wanted. Gabriel seemed to be way ahead of me and soon I heard his familiar growls. He hammered Omar's ass, forcing him to take the older guys cock down his throat. The older guy held on to Omar's head, keeping himself buried as Gabriel pumped his seed into the toxic hole. When the growl ended, Gabriel gave a few slow thrusts and pulled slowly out. Once the cock was out of his throat, Omar was gasping for air but soon he moaned out "Oh fuck yeah!" The older guy and Gabriel swapped spots but instead of sucking Gabriel's cock, Omar lapped all the cum coating it. The older guy shoved in, muttering "Let's make sure that hole is good and knocked up." I heard Tim laugh for a second, but none of us said anything to dampen the guy's thoughts about having a chance at pozzing a sexy young guy. My attention turned back to Tim again and I worked myself up to a frenzied pounding and unloaded a big wad of cum inside Tim's charged up hole. As I recovered from breeding Tim, I looked over and the older guy was in mid-orgasm. They had drawn a crowd and the guy was quickly replaced with another. I knew word had probably spread quickly that Omar was taking poz loads and the way they were talking, it looked like they were happy to have a hot poz-friendly bottom to load up. None of them seemed to last very long, drilling him for a few minutes before dumping their seed and making way for the next guy. Backing away, I gave Tim room to get off the bench and watch his friend be an impressive cum dump. Suddenly, most of the guys in the room stopped talking and I looked to see who was getting their attention. I chuckled and gave Tim a nudge. Carlos stood just inside the doorway with his sub on a leash, taking stock of the room. He smiled when he saw me and came over. "Looks to be a good crowd tonight" Carlos said, looking past Tim and straight at me. "Yeah, it is. Tim's friend seems to be very popular, but that's how it is with fresh, young ass on tap" I replied. Carlos moved next to me and his sub followed, kneeling in front of him. "I'm glad you're here tonight. I was hoping to take you up on your generous offer" Carlos said, sounding more friendly than usual. Chuckling slightly, I said "You're in luck. You have a choice of virile men to do the deed. All four of us are capable of getting the job done. Does he know what he's in for?" Carlos smiled. "Four?" he asked. "Mmhmm, Tim you know and you met Gabriel the last time" I said before pointing at Omar on the bench. "He's the most recent one, courtesy of Tim, and I hear he gives as good as he takes" I added. I decided not to let him know about all of the other guys now carrying my bug because I don't like to brag and it's not like they would stop over and share right now. "That's quite the choice. Of course I'd want all four, to make sure that this one loses his negativity tonight. Maybe you first, then the two guys I haven't seen in action and finally your boyfriend at the end" Carlos said with a sneer. I had to laugh at Carlos' continued belief that Tim and I were partners. I let him have his fun, but there was no way I was going to tell him who I was going to go home with that night. When the next guy had finished unloading into Omar's sloppy ass, I walked over and pulled him off the bench. It wasn't a popular move since there were still a few guys waiting to add their questionable seed to his hole. By the time I got him upright, Carlos had his boy on the other bench and was closing the last clip on his cuffs, locking him to the bench. I guided Omar over to Carlos' sub's head and said "Get it ready, you're next after I open him up." My cock had grown steadily and was rigid by the time I took my place behind the sub. "Stuff him" I told Omar. He looked back at me confused and I said again "Stuff him. Muffle his screams with your dick." This time Omar understood and nodded back at me before a menacing grin came over his face. I heard the sub gag slightly and that's when I speared his ass. Only a few inches went into him, but it was enough. He screamed out and Omar's thick cock stifled much of the sound, but the sounds caused a small crowd to form around us. Carlos stood beside his sub and between Omar and I. The sub started to squirm and I pulled back for another jab. Before I could shove back in, the sub quickly felt Carlos' paddle whack his exposed ass. "Quiet, boy" Carlos snarled before sliding the paddle back into the back pocket of his jeans. The next thrust from my hips got three quarters of my cock into his spasming hole. He cried out again, but this time much softer. I waited for Carlos to reprimand him again, but instead saw a smile on his face and he nodded at me. "Fuck him" Carlos commanded. Never knowing what Carlos might do in retribution, I followed his orders and began rolling my hips. In less than a minute I was thrusting in and out and noticed that Omar was doing the same with the sub's mouth. The crowd seemed to appreciate our spit roasting of the sub and encouraged us to go harder. With just some precum, and probably blood, to lube his hole up my cock was getting a workout and soon my balls wanted to add a healthy dose of toxic cum to soothe his wrecked chute. "Fuck yeah... breed his ass" Omar said, obviously seeing the change in my expression and thrusts. A few last haggard shoves and I buried my cock to the root. Spurts of my viral load pumped into his trashed hole as I growned. A few in the crowd clapped and there was a collective "Yeah" from most. Before I could pull out, Omar was walking around the side, ready to take my place. I backed away and Omar moved in, but stopped before he stuck his spit covered cock into the sub's puffy hole. He looked at Carlos and raised his eyebrows, silently asking permission. With a nod from Carlos, he drove his cock all the way in. Gabriel hadn't made it into the sub's mouth yet, allowing the sub to groan as the next cock filled him up. I had opened him up enough so that even Omar's first shove went balls deep. His mouth wasn't empty for long, either. With a slap of his hard cock against each of the sub's face, Gabriel slid his cock past the sub's lips. Tim was on his knees, lapping at my softening cock. The taste made him moan out "Fuck yeah, he's done" before licking up every drop. Omar's cock wasn't nearly as long as mine, but it was a close match in girth. Each thrust was firm, ending with a thud as his body slammed into the sub's butt. I heard one of the guys that had fucked Omar say "Dump that last neg load into the slut" and Carlos immediately turned his head to me with furrowed brows. I smiled and shook my head no, raising my hands and making a plus sign with my two index fingers. I saw Carlos smile and give a chuckle. Omar's pace picked up while Gabriel's seemed to slow. Gabriel was going deeper and I thought I knew what he was planning. Omar hammered the sloppy hole until he grunted loudly while Gabriel slid the last of his cock into the sub's throat. As Omar emptied his newly charged load into the sub, there were more appreciative comments from the guys around us. Gabriel had left his balls resting on the sub's chin until Omar had finished unloading and then slowly pulled back, slapping the sub on the side of his face with his outstretched hand. Once Omar was out of the way, Gabriel walked behind the sub and looked over at Carlos. "May I, Sir?" he asked. Just as before, Carlos gave a slight nod and Gabriel slid into the cum filled hole. His thinner cock had no problems going in, and he only found resistance at the end as he pushed through the inner ring. Tim was busy cleaning Omar's crotch and seemed to be moaning the entire time. It gave the sub time to breathe more normally but once Tim had lapped all of the juice from Omar's body, he took his place at the front. The two were soon plowing at each end. Tim had a few blood red marks on each cheek, leftovers from cleaning our cocks. "Nice ink" Tim said to Gabriel, with a grin. "Yours too. Took me a minute before I got it" Gabriel said before starting to fuck harder. Tim began to speed up too and nodded back. "Those tick marks what I think?" Gabriel then asked. Tim smiled and said "Yeah" and Gabriel replied "You been busy." He grasped the sub's hips began slow, hard thrusts for a couple minutes until he gave that distinctive growl. He was planted deep and then gave a couple more slow rolls of his hips as the last pulses of his cock added more charged seed. Tim seemed a little impatient, having pulled out of the bottom's mouth as soon as Gabriel had started cumming. With the last drops pumped out. Gabriel slowly pulled his dick from the doomed hole and smiled at Tim. "Next" he said and moved back next to me. Omar was on his knees in a split second, taking Tim's place as the cleanup man. Split second was a good description of how long it took Tim to sink his toxic dick into the sub's hole. He didn't wait for Carlos' approval, he knew what he was supposed to do. Tim drilled in for a minute and pulled his cock out, shoving a pair of fingers in and twisting viciously. From the bottom's groan, I knew he was making sure there were plenty of ways for our bug to enter the sub's body. Thirty seconds later, Tim was back plowing his cock into the damaged hole. He jabbed left, then right, forcing the head of his cock into the sub's battered cunt. The bottom was whimpering quietly, but Carlos didn't seem to mind. Maybe he liked seeing him in pain or maybe it was confirmation that we were trying hard to get him infected. A few minutes later, Tim slammed in and unleashed his bug filled load. The whimper got louder from the sub and Tim pulled back and drove in one more time, coating all of the bottom's chute from outer to inner ring with his viral cum. He was gasping heavily and it took him a few moments for his heart to stop racing, but once it did, Tim pulled his cock out of the bottom's hole, fingering some cum back in. He moved back to the bottom's head and slapped his wet cock over each cheek. "Clean it. Taste what's attacking you inside" he said. The sub took one lick and cried out. Carlos gave him a slap on his slimy ass and he quickly went back to licking Tim's cock clean. Once he finished, Tim rubbed the sub's head and crouched down. "Welcome to the club" he whispered in the sub's ear. Carlos looked at me with a big grin and said "Thanks, Craig. I appreciate your generosity. Hopefully he'll take less effort than Juan." He bent down and picked up a small canvas bag. Pulling a large metal plug out, he forced it into his sub's ass. Since the plug was much thicker than I was, it took some effort to get it locked inside. The four of us pulled our jeans and boots on, grabbed our shirts, and then walked out to the front of the bar for a pint of beer. All of our bodies were covered in sweat and I saw several guys smile as we walked back into the bar. We sat down at a table as Tim went to the bar to get us a round. The beer tasted better than before and after a couple gulps, Gabriel said "Damn that was good. Now I understand the rush you get from it." I chuckled and said "No more regrets?" Gabriel replied to me "Nah, you were right. I just have to make the best of it." I turned to Tim and asked him "How 'bout you? Any regrets?" He finished snogging Omar and said "Not a one." -- I was a little tired Tuesday morning, but I made it to work and dug right in, albeit slowly. Shortly after I got back from lunch my hookup phone buzzed and I had a good idea who it was. Chase's message was brief and I could sense his mixed emotions. "U were rite tested poz vl=1.2m tylers gonna kill me" he wrote. "U will b ok tyler too" I replied. I just wondered if we were as successful with Carlos' boy.

He was a 18 year old virgin. I was a OTR trucker for 18 years and a member of several gay apps. One day I was on a back road and got a text from a young black boy wanting to chat. We chatted for awhile and he explained he was a virgin living in a tiny town I was passing through. During our chat he said he was 17 and wanted to be fucked and lose his virginity. I told him I could help but had to wait till he was 18. His birth day was a month away and he was still in high school. We chatted off and on over the month and he kept sending me nude pics. A few days after his birthday I was passing his tiny one store town in the middle of the night. He begged me to stop. He would sneak out of his moms house and meet me at the small store. At about midnight I heard a knock on my door. Pulling back the curtain I saw a you man standing there in a t shirts and gym shorts. I let him in and closed the curtain. He was very hot and sexy. Wile standing by the bunk I pulled him in close and we kissed passionately pushing my tongue in his mouth. He began to tremble as I pulled his shirt over his head. I pinched and sucked his nipples making the hard as a rock. So far not a word was spoke as I set on edge of my bed. I looked into his eyes and asked if he was ready to shed his virginity to a dirty old man. He begged me to fuck him. I ran hand over his crotch filling his hard 8 inch cock under his shorts. He shuttered at my touch. I lowered his shorts to find he was not wearing underwear and his cock flopped out pointing straight out. It was very sexy and I couldn't stuff it down my throat fast enough.. God I thought I was in heaven having a 18 year old virgin begging to be used. I made him undress me slowly. Making sure he explored every inch of my body. I laud him on my bed then I laid on top using my full weight to pin him down and I forced my tongue in his mouth. He was panting so hard I thought he might cum. I couldn't have that cum go to waist so I licked my way to his cock and slid it into my mouth. With a few strokes I could tell by his gyrating he was about to cum. Soon he was exploding in my mouth. His load was very sweet and I gulped it down with delight. He played there panting as I stroked his cock. I told him we were far from done as I rolled over on top again and forced my cock in his mouth. Your my dirty little cum bitch and I'm gonna fuck your mouth. I then thrust my cock all the way in balls deep making him gag. He tried to get away from my cock but I squeezed my legs around his head holding him there. Not giving him a break I fuck his mouth hard deep and fast till I exploded and without missing a beat he swallowed every drop. We played there a bit regaining our strength as I stroked his cock till it was hard again. I to was rock hard and we rubbed cocks as we kissed. I told him we were gonna fuck and breed BB. This excited him as he was trembling at my touch. I told him he was to fuck me first as I was saving him for last. His 8 inch cock looked so hot I needed I side me badly. I had him get behind me and rub his cock around my ass .. I told him he was to plunge his cock in hard fast and deep in one thrust. The sharp pain was awesome as he pushed into me. He then fucked me slow and deep filling his balls slapping my ass. It was so hot being his first ass to fuck I was bouncing against his trying to get more of him in me. Soon I could feel his cock pulsing as he fills me with his sweet nectar. He collapsed on my back and I waited till he was soft to move. His cum was dripping from my ass as I rolled over and told him to get on top. Since I was his first to enter him I let him have control as he spread his ass and lowered himself on my extremely hard cock. He moaned loudly as he impaled himself and began to rock getting more and more of my cock in him. Soon he was bouncing like a cheap whore needing more and more. I couldn't hold out long knowing I had a virgin to breed and I exploded again. We snuggled awhile before he said he had to hit home before his mom woke up. Then begged to run away with me on my truck. Taking his virginity completely was the hottest sex I have experienced.

Had a regular call me this morning wanting some relief, told him to come around. Opened the front when the door bell rung, he was already unzipping his shorts and pulling his cock out, told me to bend over the lounge, which I did, he spat on my hole and thrusted his cock into me, 5 minutes later he had dumped his load, smacked my ass, called me a dirty slut and left. Had cum running down my leg, but wow it felt good being used for a quick morning fuck.

Here's the thing. It's possible to have discussions about an illegal activity without becoming involved in illegal activity. Otherwise, it would be impossible for law enforcement, psychologists, journalists, and so forth to ever discuss the real world. I don't purport to speak for the site owner or moderator here. But here's my understanding of how it works. Underage: You can't be on here if you're underaged. Period. You can talk in general terms about experiences you may have had while underage, as long as they're not being eroticized. In other words, it's okay to say "My first time was at 14"; it's not okay to write up a porn-worthy paragraph about all the sex you were having at 14. You certainly can't post seeking underaged persons (for sex or otherwise). Rape: You can discuss your own experiences with being raped. You can debate whether particular behavior, clinically described, would count as rape. You can post erotic fiction that involves rape or pseudo-rape circumstances. You CANNOT advocate for actual rape. What to do about it: If you see posts that violate these rules, you should report them (the moderators will review and decide; they can remove posts, sanction the poster, or even if it's justified, remove them from the forum entirely. You also have the ability to "ignore" any member who posts material you don't like, so that you don't have to read his writing. And you don't have to open any topic you feel might upset you. But bottom line, if you keep "stumbling" onto stuff that offends you that seems to pass muster with the moderators, maybe this site isn't for you.

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I started driving in my 40s and loved being alone but soon I needed sex . It started on craigs list I would post looking for a blow job. Being in a simi truck got me lots of replays. I loved being sucked off. One day I thought I would try sucking a guy . Once he got there I was so horny for his cock I pulled his pants down and hungry for his cock I sucked it . It was wonderful I knew as soon as I started I was going to swallow his cum. I was hooked I need cum . As time went on I started thinking of being fucked. So I placed a add for a virgin trucker wanting to be fucked. Needless to say the replys were plenty. I didn't care who but I really wanted to feel a cock in my pussy. When the guy got to my truck he like all others told me it was his fantasy to fuck in a truck . I watched him undress as I undressed to his cock was about 7in cut . I love cut cock the mushroom head is a turn on. I took he's cock in my mouth and sucked him slowly. By now I was really horny and begged him to fuck me . He asked if I wanted a condom I said no I want it real. I got on my knees at the edge of the bed with my pussy ready. He grabbed my hips and pressed his head up to my hole . I shuttered as the feeling and the thought of his cock in me . As I felt the pressure of his cock I knew right then I wanted him to cum in me . Soon we were slowly fucking and it was wonderful. He fucked with long full strokes that made me quiver. After a bit he sped up and I could tell he was close. I begged him not to pull out I wanted my first cock to be my first load in me. As he thrust harder and deeper he grunted and moved as he filled my pussy. I whimpered with pleasure as I became a real cum whore. After that I was a true cock and cum whore I couldn't get enough. I needed it and craved it.so for me my fists set the stage on my preference of raw sex Later that preference led to my pozing. I don't regret not being a safe sex player I'm proud to be a whore . I'm retired Now and still crave breeding every day.. But guys in my area are afraid of my Undectable status. I hope to someday find a hung lover who will breed me often.

Unexpected Sunday night loads. My (new) fuckbuddy was in the mood and I was more than happy to help. Love this guy. Thick 7", stamina and quick recovery. And quite handsome too. Took his time fucking me on my back and pumped his first load in. Got hard again when I cleaned his cock. Turned me around on all fours and pounded a second one in my hole. Felt so good I lost mine halfway through. We rested bit and talked. Sucked his cock and was rewarded with a 3rd load down my throat. He said he'll be back this week.

The black guy laughed and said “don’t you wanna know the name of the guy who got you pregnant?”. I blushed and said “yes sir”. He told me it was Benny. He went across and walked out the door to the dungeon – after a few minutes he came back taking the arm of an infirm stick thin old man. “Hey Dean” he said to the old guy “you go to the sauna – ever had this lads ass?” nodding at me. Dean said “no, stuck up little runt thinks he’s too good for an old guy like me!”. Benny laughed and said “wanna teach him a lesson and slide that AIDs weapon up his hole?”. Dean chuckled an evil laugh and said “too right I do!”. Benny looked and me and said “you’ve been missing a lot lad – this is one diseased cock”. He grabbed the chains of the sling and Benny loosened his towel and let it drop to the floor. I leant up and could see it was a real monster. Rock hard and huge. Dean laughed and said “bet you weren’t expecting that! Now what do you want?”. I replied “you’re cock sir”. He shook his head “you’re big cock”. Again he shook his head but this time Benny held poppers under my nose. “Please sir, give me your massive cock and flood me with your AIDs seed – infect me proper!”. He slid balls deep and started to pound. “You will convert in a few weeks and be my poz son”. I moaned “yes sir, make me yours!”. I tightened my hole to milk the daddies cock. He said “you’re hungry for my poz seed ain’t ya”. I moaned and said “yes sir, make me poz”. His balls tightened, his cock throbbed and swole and he shot a massive load in me. Benny grabbed his arm and once he’d finished spurting led him back to the sofa. Benny then came back and kissed me then said “no going back now – two real men’s poz loads in you – that bugs in you now lad!”.

(This story originally appeared in 2014 on my now defunct tumblr blog) I was in trouble. I was in very, deep, inescapable trouble. Here I was stranded on the side of the road, because I had ignored the last fuel for (x) number of miles signs back near Gallup. All told this was one of the worst places in America to run out of gas. The nearest town’s highlight was a trailer park full of Mormons and a crater from an ancient meteor strike. No fuel for dozens and dozens of miles. And it was getting dark. I popped the hood under the waning light, and opened the trunk; the universal sign of distress on the road. When I opened the trunk I remembered I had an Obama 08 sticker on the bumper. And an HRC equal sign. Given where I was stranded both of those things could make some serious anger come my way. Before I could really think about what to do, I heard a vehicle approaching behind me. Turning to look I spied a pickup truck slowing down as it passed me, then start backing up. The middle aged guy who got out of the driver’s side was amazing. He was easily six and a half feet tall, broad shoulders, and his arms looked like he could benchpress my skinny hipster ass. “You need a hand, pal?” he asked, his voice was a clear baritone that made me a little weak in the knees. His jeans were packed full at the crotch and so was the plain, stained t-shirt he wore. “Uh… yeah! I kinda fucked up and didn’t fuel up past Gallup.” “That is a pretty good fuck up.” He chuckled jovially, “I live just up the road and have some fuel I could give ya.” “Really?” I asked, almost incredulously, but I didn’t want to offend either. “Sure.” He shrugged, “Only problem is I’m coming off of a twelve hour shift and might not be able to drive ya back here, so if you don’t mind crashing on my couch?” “Sure, thanks… uhh I’m Matt.” I reached out my hand. He smiled and shook it, “I’m Zeke.” I got a little fascincated by the gray that was creeping into his beard. Fuck this guy was hot. There was a bit of an awkward silence which he broke, “You need to grab anything?” I chuckled, “Yeah, just give me a minute.” I reached into the car and grabbed my laptop bag, my accordion and my backpack. I tossed these into the extended cab to his own upturned eyebrow at the bulky leather case. “What’s in the big case?” he asked curiously. “An accordion.” I said without a hint of irony. Here I was, a twenty four year old, college educated, shaggy haired, skinny musician of obscure instruments with a mustache that has seen waxing recently. I was probably so far outside this guy’s experience he’d probably have me hiking back to my car in less than an hour. As he drove and the miles sank by I began to regret brining the accordion, but it was too fucking expensive to leave in a car overnight in the middle of the desert. “So where are you headed, you playing in a band?” he asked. “Yeah, actually.” I said, “I kind of.” I fumbled over some words then got out, “I’m meeting friends in Flagstaff to play a gig in the park downtown tomorrow night. We’d been practicing back in Dallas for a while and I kinda wanted to drive out here to clear my head before the show.” “Cool.” He said, “What kind of music do you guys play?” I smiled a little bit, here we go! “We’re kind of gypsy punk. There’s a guitarist, a drummer and a bass player, but also a violinist, and me on the accordion.” “Oh!” he said with a boom of recognition, “Like Gogol Bordello!” I was stunned. “Yes! Them and Caravan Palace are our huge influences.” “I love Gogol Bordello.” Zeke announced, turning on his blinker, “I drove to Vegas to see them. Great fuckin show!” We turned up a dark dirt road, in the distance I could see the lights of some houses out on the scrub plain, but with the sun down it was hard to tell where the road began and the darkness ended with the headlights. The truck stopped soon in front of a darkened house, maybe a hundred feet off the main road. We got out and Zeke helped me carry my stuff inside his darkened ranch style home. As lights went on I could tell he lived alone. No woman alive would have put up with exposed beams in the walls, and sheets of dry wall stacked in the living room. “Did you just move in?” I asked. “Yeah… five years ago.” He chuckled, “Wanna beer?” “Absolutely.” I set my stuff down near the couch and he passed me a can of Tecate. He’d been living here for five years and hadn’t gotten much done around the house in the interim due to a demanding job all the way down in Globe. “I moved here for the job from Phoenix, but my boyfriend at the time didn’t want to so we called it quits.” Zeke said, “We still get together whenever I’m in town though.” I breathed a sigh of relief after swallowing some beer, “Oh thank the gods!” I leaned back on the plush couch with a chuckle, “I was afraid my queer ass was going to get kidnapped into a Mormon fringe cult!” Zeke laughed, a big throaty laugh, “You read too much Huffington Post!” That little taunt made me laugh, because it was fucking true, “But seriously,” he dead panned, “They’re in the house down the road.” We laughed some more. A television lay dark, and I asked, “Wanna hear some of my band’s recent practice sessions?” he assented and I hooked the laptop to the flatscreen. I kicked off my sandals so I could crouch to see the HDMI port. “You smoke?” he asked. “Not cigarettes.” “Good!” he got up and disappeared down a hallway. By the time he got back I was pressing play on the sound file. It was one we were proud of; a cover of Crowded House’s “Don’t Dream Its Over”. Zeke sat back on the couch with a tray and a bag of weed. I helped pick out the stems and seeds and we smoked. It was some really good bud. “Yeah,” he said lazily, “I have it mailed from a friend in Oregon. It’s the only thing that can help me unwind these days.” “I just jack off.” I admitted, “I can’t afford to smoke good weed, so I just go without most the time.” We were stretched back and listening to the hyper, jazzy punk that was playing on the speakers. It seemed a little odd being juxtaposed with the heady, relaxing buzz now coursing through our brains, but Zeke was really digging it. “I’m gonna hafta come out and see your show tomorrow,” he said, “this is good. This is a lot more punk than gypsy, but I’m loving it.” He said with a smile and stretched out. The couch wasn’t big, so when he spread his arms over the back of the couch he basically had put his arm around me. I smiled and melted into him a little bit, but not too much to be presumptuous. I nestled into his shoulder and puffed on the last of the joint. “You really got it down to the nub.” He said. “Don’t burn yourself, dude.” “I have nimble fingers.” I admitted, with the best side-eye I could muster. He caught it and smiled, and pulled me into him. “Wanna fuck around, kid” he whispered into my ear and I shivered. I put the roach down on the arm of the couch and cupped my hand on his crotch. “Yeah,” I said with a wicked little grin, I groped him, feeling his growing stiffy and not immediately registering just how thick it was becoming, “weed always makes me horny.” He moaned, deep from his diaphragm and turned my face to his. Our lips met open, and immediately our tongues were getting to know each other. My hand went from groping him to his pec, and I squeezed gently. He pushed me back onto the cushions and moved on top of me, mashing our mouths together, and then making a trail down my neck. I groaned, joyfully. Zeke’s hands went under my They Might Be Giants shirt and tugged it off my head, exposing my pale skin, covered in light brown hair. He made another trail down to my left nipple and sucked it hungrily. I gasped over and over again in sheer pleasure. His hands were undoing my belt and unzipping my pants when he went to my right nipple and slowly started to tug down my pants. He met some resistance as the denim bunched up at my mid thighs. He chuckled, “What the… fucking hipster legging crap!” He declared with no small amount of sarcastic bluster as he tore my pants down my legs and threw them across the room. I laughed giddily. I was in a blue pair of cheap underwear I had dyed myself, and he smirked at the little panties. The older man gripped my growing erection through the cloth and began to jack me. His other hand worked into the leg of the undies and started to fiddle with my hole. I was moaning wildly on his couch when his finger entered me. “You get fucked on the regular, boy?” he asked, with no small amount of authority in his voice. “Yes, sir.” I said, knowing exactly where this was going, and wanting to help it along. “Good.” He said, pulling out his finger, “Bathroom’s down that hall on the right, Fleet enemas are under the sink.” He pointed to the hall and I got up and made use of his facilities. Here I was, on some god forsaken stretch of I-40 about to get my fuzzy hipster ass plowed by a hot rural daddy bear. “And put those little fag panties back on when your done in there!” his voice boomed through the house. I shuddered in expectant delight! I finished put my underwear back on and ventured out into the living room. Zeke stood shirtless, packing a bowl. We each took a hit, and after taking the bowl off of me and placing it on the kitchen island that overlooked the living room he pulled me by the neck into a kiss. His hands ventured back into my briefs and his fingers dove into my crack and across my hole. I whimpered into his kiss. Zeke then shoved me over the back of the sofa and shoved my undies aside, exposing my hairy hole. He shoved a finger into the first knuckle and I gasped. His finger was followed by his tongue and I was a quivering mess hanging onto the back of the couch. He continued to tongue and finger fuck me for a good while, spitting into my hole to help things along when needed. Every time I heard him spit and felt the wetness splat against my crack I’d gasp, knowing what he was prepping me for. Finally he pulled away and dragged me off the couch by my waist. He motioned me to my knees and I came face to face with the monster his genetics had made. His dick was wide as a can of Redbull and nearly a foot long. I gaped, not sure what I’m supposed to do with it and its wide dripping piss slit, when he gripped the back of my hair with his fist and sank his cock in. I choked and he said, “Calm down, and take it. You’re not singing tomorrow, right? So fucking take it!” I repositioned his cock, slightly, and swallowed as it approached my gag reflex. His length sank down, but only so far. I was still a few inches away from his pubes. But he let up on me, content with the progress I’d made, “Good boy. That’s how a good boy sucks his daddy’s dick, isn’t it?” I nodded when I came up for air, “Yes, sir.” He smiled, leaned down and kissed me, “Up. Come on.” He said, and led me down the hall, past the bathroom and into a bedroom strewn with clothes, and dominated by a king size bed. He picked me up and tossed my smaller 5’8” frame onto the bed, and climbed on after kicking off his boots. We made out some more, smoked a bowl from a bed side table, and continued making out as I worked his jeans off his legs. “You play raw or wrapped?” he asked. “I’m on cool.” I said, purposefully not answering him, hoping this man I’d just met would take the lead and breed me deep. “Good.” He said with a smile, “I’m undetectable so we should be good.” “Yes, sir.” I continued kissing him, and groped the monster cock between our bodies. He smiled and led kisses down my furry frame, ending again at my asshole. He pushed my legs up and I gripped them in my arms as his tongue renewed its assault. He grew impatient with the cloth obscuring my hole, so he tore the cheap fabric out of his way. I was shocked, but too turned on to give a shit about cheap briefs. I was clearly in the hands of a master. At forty-five Zeke knew well his craft, and was working me in a frenzy. I needed cock. Desperately; as if I was still the seventeen year old virgin who’d never been fucked. “Oh, god, Zeke… please, uuuuhhh.. fuck me…” “What’d you say, boy?” he spit into my hole. “Fuck me!” I said louder. “With what?” he spit once more. “With your cock!” I moaned, sounding like I was crying, “Fuckin, breed me, daddy!” He dug into the side table and came back with a bottle of lube. He spilled some over my asshole and worked in into me with his fingers, while he lubed his dick with the other hand. Zeke positioned himself and pressed the head of his wide cock to my hole and began to press forward. I opened to him, more easily than I ever had for anyone, and I’d never seen a cock as thick as his. I needed to be rimmed this good from now on, I thought as he began to sink his girth within me. “That’s a good boy!” he moaned with a dopey smile on his bearded face. “Oh daddy.” I uttered, higher pitched than I meant, and amazed at how full my ass had become. He bottomed out and bent over between my legs. I let go of my knees and wrapped my legs around his waist. Our mouths met again and we wrapped our arms around each others shoulders, pulling us closer together. He began to hump. Gently, but authoritatively. He claimed me at both ends, with cock and tongue, and I moaned into his mouth with appreciation. I hadn’t been taken like this in over a year, not even by the hot middle aged dude I met busking downtown last summer. Zeke picked up the pace and held himself upright with an elbow on either side of my head. I got the feeling he hadn’t had any ass in a while, given that he lived in Chambers, Arizona, hundreds of miles from the nearest gay bar and surrounded by desert. Despite the long absence of raw boy hole in his life, the man above me lasted a good long while. He’d pump furiously into me, his sweat dripping from his body and face, then slow down and lower his mouth to mine. His perspiration tasted marvelous. A delicacy, and I tasted it on our lips. When he’d backed off from his orgasm long enough he’d start up again. Time became an inconstant. It ceased to have any meaning with my ass and prostate under constant assault by this big bear of a daddy. He fucked me silly. I tried to make words, but they just devolved into moans, groans, and long drawn out vowels. I came twice; a torrent each time erupting from my cock and coating the hair on his chest and belly. He scooped some up each time and tasted, loving the taste of pliant boy juice. After the second time, he began to fuck me hard. And he became a lot more aggressive; which was perfectly fine by me! “Open your mouth, you useless hole.” He demanded. When I opened up, he spit into my mouth. I swallowed. “Again.” He said, not missing a punch to my prostate. His next load of saliva missed and hit me on the face. He spit again, hitting me this time square on the tongue. "Swallow it." I did. A strong hand went to the base of my throat while he wrapped his other arms around my neck. Then the jack rabbiting began. I lost all control of myself, and I came again. I nearly blacked out. My eyes refocused on his face, inches from mine. His breath hot on the side of my face as it screwed up tight and he growled, loudly. He held himself balls deep inside me as he unloaded his seed. His teeth clamped down on the side of my neck and bit down. He wanted to mark me, inside and out. Claim me. And all I could do was hang onto him. To wind my arms and legs tighter around him, moan at the hickey he was leaving on my neck, and marvel at how drained dry my balls were. He reached over to a control behind the bed, and the lights went out. We slept there, just as we lay, with his cock deep inside me. The next morning he fucked me again, with no less vigor. Then we made breakfast and went to take care of my car. Back at the house I updated my bandmates on my arrival time, douched again, and we fucked yet another time. This time, with him holding me by the ass against whatever walls and surfaces we could find. We then loaded up his truck and drove to Flagstaff. The show went well, although it wasn’t a big crowd it was very energetic and was picking up what we were putting down. My bandmates met Zeke at the after party in a bar downtown. Terry, the drummer, instantly saw the appeal. Zeke was also enamored with the almond complexion and bright green Mohawk of the Texas born Lebanese drummer. Zeke had made reservations at the Monte Vista and the three of us went back there and had a wild night. Terry was a bit of a spanking bitch, and we had a good time fucking him at both ends. By the end of the night me and Terry had assholes dripping with cum and Zeke had been seriously satisfied. Terry decided to drive back to Dallas with me and we spent two days at Zeke’s house getting our holes reamed. Zeke broke out his leather gear and we became his bitch boys. I got piss showers from both of them and Terry eventually took his fist. We implored Zeke to think about moving to Dallas. I suppose the absence of our willing holes would prove to make a more convincing case. Only time would tell.

I met a guy some days ago with a mobility issue. I'm not at all how this should be called in english, so I hope i'm not using any insulting terms. He was not in a wheel chair but he used two things like rods that would assist him walk. Something like these that someone uses when he broke his leg, yet different (they could stand on their own and not fall). He walks but in a very bizarre way. His hands are also alittle weird when they move. Not by shaking them unctrollably, rather like having a difficulty to make then move. His voice is almost okay. He was very cute, at least to my eyes, nice face, blond hair blue eyes. He was very kind. When I see someone in need of assistance, I dont know I just have to help him. So I did help him with some practical issues (he attends dental school, although with his issues he cannot practice it). I helped him put on his gloves and do some drilling on fake teeth. We talked a lot, I got him to his place with my car. I visited him again the day after and I fucked him. I put on a condom, although usually I bareback. I was hard with him, I really can't penetrate softly most o the times I just fuck hard and kiss. His moaning made me crazy. And him being weak unable to resist it made me feel as if i riaped him. I slept with him, it felt so satisying. It felt like i protect him. So i really liked that new experience. And I think he did too.

This site actually has excellent moderators and a seriously responsible webmaster/site owner. You might like to read the actual rules of the forum before dishing out criticism: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/12285-read-this-before-you-post/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/64867-read-this-significant-change-in-rules-effective-31/ Also, if no one reports a post that is against these rules, they have to read all of the posted content in order to catch it. They have lives outside the site, so that's an unreasonable demand on them (though they do read an amazing amount of it!).

I’ve been lusting for your ass for years and now I finally get a gander at your beautiful cock. Thanks for the pics. It’s worth going through these older posts. You have the perfect dick by the way.

Meet 3 guys this evening, and the all dumped there loads into my cunt, the best thing was they picked straws to see who would fuck me last, so he would be the one to push all the cum deep inside me. Loved the way they used me whilst one was fucking as hard as he could the other two were taking turns fucking my mouth, after the first guy came deep inside, and getting ready to pull out the second was getting ready to shove his fuck stick into my cunt. The first guy moved to the front and stuffed his cock down my throat so I could taste my cunt and his cum, after cleaning him up he went and sat down to watch his mates fuck me, the third guy was forcing his cock down my throat causing me to gag hard. The scond guy must of been inside for about 15 minutes before he started to dump his load in me, he waited for the third to come to my ass before pulling out and having his mate stuff his cock deep inside me, the second guy had me clean his cock and mmmm it was tasting nice with two sets of cum on his cock, sucked him clean for about 2 minutes before he sat down with his mate, I watched both of them tongue passioning and wanking each other, whilst the third drove his cock hard and hard into me, I thought he was going to break me he was fucking so hard, call me there cumdumo slut. He was nailing me balls deep and as he started to cum I felt his cock throb as he groaned when he came inside me, I asked one of the other guys to grab my butt plug so it could be used to plug my hole up, the third shoved my butt plug into my hole, I cleaned his cock, when he told me to go to the shower and knee down, I was so cum drunk, I obeyed and all three walked in and told me to open my mouth and recieve there golden amber, god I was in heaven being used like this knowing I have three loads deep inside me, and some of there golden amber in my guts. I drove home with there loads in me, and I decided to empty my cunt into a stainless steel bowl and lapted all the cum up. I'm still so horny but just can't find anyone online or on any apps at the moment. Really need to be used still.

I had never seen it before, but as I scrolled through grindr the other day I came across an interesting profile. "Piggy +" was all it said. There was a pic of a handsome, hairy guy and a few random details. Curious (and horny), I hit him up. As I often do, I sent him two pics to show what I was looking for: the first was of a raw cock buried in my hole, the second was of my hole dripping cum afterward. He took a few minutes to respond and at first I wondered if he was interested, but in response to my pics, I received a pic of a thick uncut hog next to a 12 oz soda can. The cock was longer than the soda can, and it didn't look like it was much thinner! Turned out that he works pretty close to me, but I hadn't seen him before because he just re-joined the app after a long time away from it. We exchanged messages for a while as he was able. He finished work at 4:00 so naturally, I invited him to come by and unload when he did. He readily agreed. We chatted a while longer and agreed that I would undress and wait ass-up just inside the door to my apartment. I spent the afternoon making sure I was clean and ready to take the pounding I hoped he would give me. A few minutes after 4:00, he messaged to say he was on his way. I unlocked the door, undressed, and squirted some lube up my hole just for good measure. I had laid out a sheet on the floor of my living room, and I got down on all 4's on it to await his arrival. Footsteps in the hallway and then the doorknob turned. I heard this stranger enter my apartment. He paused; I hoped he was admiring the view of my slightly gaped hole staring back at him. After a moment I heard the familiar rustle as he shed his clothes. A finger slid effortlessly into my slicked-up pucker, then two. He slid them in and out for a bit before withdrawing them. Then I felt his tongue instead. He licked my hole, sucking on it a bit, and darting his tongue in and out almost like a lizard. It felt amazing! I didn't want this treatment to end, but soon he spoke his first words: "I need to breed this hole." Music to my ears! I heard the click of the lube cap and then a pressure on my hole. I took a few huge huffs from my brown bottle as the head of this enormous member popped inside me. Without stopping, he slid all the way in until he was balls-deep. The tip caressed my prostate over and over as he began rhythmically sliding in and out, in and out. The precum ran in rivers from my cock, soaking the sheet beneath me. It was sheer heaven! Gradually, he picked up the pace and as he did so, he grabbed my hips. Soon he was pounding me relentlessly, his body slapping against mine each time he thrust deep inside me. I clenched my hole around his shaft and felt it get harder. He was about to cum! With a moan, he began dumping his warm cum deep in my guts, his cock jerking and spasming against my still-tightened sphincter. At last the spasms subsided and he slowly withdrew. I spun around and cleaned him off with my mouth, in customary fashion. Without another word, he dressed. Headed for the door, he paused for a second and said, "The plus sign on my profile IS what you think it is." Then he was gone. I felt a chill of excitement wash over me. I grabbed a toy, a 6" dildo that I've had for years. For the next five minutes I plunged it in and out of my hole, stopping occasionally to clean the poz cum and my ass juices off before plunging it back inside me. When I had seen the "+" sign on his profile that it meant he was poz. Now that I knew, I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I couldn't stop playing with myself. Eventually I jerked off, knowing that if his seed took, my load would soon be toxic too. I messaged him on grindr about an hour later. "Hot time, you're welcome anytime you need to breed an ass." His response was simply the purple, grinning devil emoji followed by a pig snout. I very much hope this becomes a regular thing.

I forgot to mention this previously - an alternative to trainers/sneakers or a good pair of fuck-me boots is a pair of river shoes. They’re the kind of light, flexible-soled shoe worn for boating, canoeing or rafting. They have tread on the sole designed for traction on slick river rocks, and that can be handy if you’re trying to keep your footing on a hard, cum-slicked floor somewhere. Especially useful at bathhouses. They’re probably not as sexy to look at as fuck-me boots, but they’re an option. (Me, I’m a country boy and go barefoot whenever possible; Tops like it when they can see it when they make my toes curl. 🙂 )

Not quite, my mom and aunt caught me beating off to an International Male underwear catalog wishing I was getting fucked by one of the models. Anybody else use those catalogs to wack it? This was before internet porn.

I realized one time a in early 2020 that I was talking on grindr with a young man who was developmentally otherabled and after a while I had uncovered how much sexual frustration this poor young man had. He told me things he thought were hot and that night I went over and met him and did my best to make it as good of an experiance for him as I could, he got to watch his seed leak out of me. He was so happy and so greatfull. He tried to pay me, but I would never take his money for that. I didn't let him fuck me for pitty, but more because I knew the same frustration once. I realized I would be there for anyone going through that hard time. I adore being fucked by the differently abled.

Just yesterday morning a stranger came to my home to let me drink a bunch of piss - and some cum too!

My Egyptian daddy came over yesterday afternoon. He had to cancel two nights in a row, so I told him I wanted lots of loads if he still wanted me to be his bitch. He did not disappoint. He came over and gave me rough skull fucking like never before. Then he fucked me stoopid. It was load after load. He blew six loads in my cunt and before he left, he blew a load down my throat. He told me I would always be his bitch. My holes said "Yes, Daddy."

I think the topic description and the posts betray a disconnect. The TOPIC is supposed to be about how often (or seldom) tops like to have sex - ie fuck someone. But then the first post asks about fucking OR getting fucked, and most of the responses are bottoms who want it all the time. Well duh, Sherlock. I think we've established conclusively over the years that the supply of bottoms greatly exceeds the supply of tops, and the sexual appetite of many bottoms exceeds the capacity of any particular top man. So let's (just for fun) make up some realistic-seeming numbers and see how they work together. So in a given area, assume there's 100 gay men, of whom 70 are bottoms or at least versatile men who strongly prefer bottoming. Maybe 20 are versatile men who genuinely like both, or who may lean top, and MAYBE 10 who are essentially or completely tops. Most bottoms can, if they don't shoot while being fucked, take more than one fucking in a row (they may not get that chance often, but the point is, they CAN - and many would love the chance to do so regularly). Let's conservatively say half those 70 would gladly take two (complete to orgasm) fuckings in a row. And let's assume that on average, those bottoms would like to get their preferred level of fucking 3 times a week - again, conservatively speaking. That's 315 fuckings that, to satisfy the bottom population, would need to be delivered every week - by 10 "total" tops and 20 versi-tops. Some, no doubt, can fuck to completion twice or even three times in one day, others only once, but that's still (on average) 10 fuckings a week the tops would have to deliver to satisfy the bottoms. So yes, from a bottom's perspective, it's probably "shocking" how seldom tops seem to want to fuck. But in reality, the tops are probably getting >100% of the opportunities they want, even with a healthy, roaring sex drive. It's just that there are too many bottoms competing for those spots.

Got my first taste of cum when I was 8, older brother had me suck his dick and he came in my mouth had no idea what it was, he was 15. Many more episodes of this over the years yum!

Yes I have worn my chasity into bathhouses over the years, you will be amazed at how many guys want to fuck you and that talk really dirty to get you hard, as getting hard in chasity hurts, but also very horny as well.

Barry’s business boomed. I saw his clients before their conversion process. I checked their HIV status to be sure they were negative and had a conference with them to go over their suitability and had them sign consent. When they converted, I got them through the fuck flu symptoms and re tested them to prove they pozzed up. I recognized a few of them, movie stars, industry billionaires, and politicians. I couldn’t believe how much money I was making. More than my private practice, by far, and it took a relatively small amount of my time. For an additional fee, Barry would arrange for his newly poz clients to gift to his negative clients as well. I hadn’t participated in any of the conversations until Barry said he had a client who was a top only and wanted to convert as a top. Barry knew I mostly bottomed and asked for my advice. I told him I’d love to do it. Barry said he guaranteed that he would covert his clients and asked if I could make sure I was successful. I told him I could. Barry would arrange my appointment with him and I could set something up. Almost all his gifters were tops so this would be great for him. Because of the special request of being pozzed by a bottom the fee was doubled, an amazing amount of money, I was told. When Jim came to my office, I was agast. He was an amazing hunk, fit handsome, and very affable. I was drooling, good thing I was wearing a mas, but my hardon was obvious. I never had such a reaction to any of the previous clients. My exam discovered a huge cut cock with a large PA that was perfect for his size. He got a partial hardon during the exam and it was impressive. I explained the consent and told him that I was to be his gifter and that his conversion was not going to be the wild event that the conversions usually were. He understood. Instead of the conversion taking place locally we were going to go to the Caribbean to a gay clothing optional resort for a week. If he did not convert then a repeat at a different resort would be arranged. I was so hot to get started. His fuck flu would be treated at a resort of his choosing, with me being his personal physician, and an arrangement for him to gift a negative chaser as the finale of an amazing conversion. I don’t know what his fee would be but Barry said it was breathtaking. I couldn’t wait. Everything was arranged. I arrived a day ahead to make sure all my needs for the conversion were set up. Since this was a clothing optional resort, I was naked the moment I checked in. I was planning on this to be an erotic, passionate conversion over a week’s time. I hoped to have as much fun as the client. Jim arrived to the bungalow and I greeted him, naked of course. He was as gorgeous as I remembered. We had a brief kiss and he disrobed. His cock was rising, mine already hard, enhanced by my daily Cialis. I suggest a walk on the beach. It was just night, and he agreed. The walk was a combination of getting to know each other and to feel out what he would like. To my delight, he wanted a more romantic conversion than a rough fucking one. We held hands as we walked the beach. After a bit we took a swim, kissed and fondled. By the time we start back we were all over each other. His cock was delicious and his PA felt wonderful when I deep throated his thick 9 inch beauty. I was so hard. He was gentile and assertive the same time. This was going to be a great week. I thought I was going to be the aggressor because I had to poz him, but this first encounter was not what I expected. We started passionate kissing and Jim was in charge. He played with my doubly pierced nipples for ever He loved them and couldn’t get enough. It was heaven for me. No other partner enjoyed them more and I loved every second. He admitted how much he loved playing with nipples and he never saw double pierced nipples before and was taking advantage. No complaints from me. After a long while he drifted down to my cock and deep throated my PA. As great as everything felt, nothing prepared me for what transpired. His rimming and sucking of my balls put me into extasy. This went on forever. Then he stopped and went into the bathroom and came out with a toothbrush and some kind of cleaning cloth. What are you doing? I’m going to make you bleed and you are going to make me bleed. What? I’ll show you. He put the toothbrush up my ass and vigorously roughed up my rectum until the brush was bright red. He handed me the cloth which was a rough pot scrubbing pad and told me to rub his cock until the skin started to bleed. I did that but I did only half his cock towards the base. I think we are ready. You are doing my job for me!! My pleasure!! We continued our lovemaking. His cock tasted like blood and I assumed my ass tasted the same. Then I got aggressive and mounted his cock. I was sore taking him, and he was sore as I bottomed out on his very hard leaking cock. We used saliva and precum only. Once he was totally in me we started some aggressive fucking. It hurt at first the felt so good. The combination of pain and pleasure was intoxicating. I never was so aggressive, and I never enjoyed being fucked as much as I was enjoying this fuck. I began getting vey verbal, telling Jim to fuck me with no mercy. Usually I only became this verbal on poppers. I was close to cumming and yelled I was close. Jim yelled he was cumming as well, and we shot together. My cum hit Jim in the face as I felt at least 6 volleys shoot ups my ass. I collapsing Jim out of breath unable to speak. Jim couldn’t say anything. We were sweating profusely, slipping our slick bodies together like we oiled up, Jim whispered “That was amazing “ I whispered “It was the best” ”Your blood is joining my blood and is bringing your gift to me. Thank you” “ Thank you for the best sex I have ever had”

NOTE This is NOT my story, I found this on an old zipdrive of ancient porn. If anyone knows where it came from, let me know. ================================= Possession: Sam & Seth Sammy didn't know this was going to happen. Actually, he didn't know what exactly to expect when he decided to do this. He had heard and read stories from other people about the excitement of tea-rooms, as well as saw some of the graffiti in some of the stalls around school. But this...this was beyond his most horrible nightmare. Sammy Van, quiet and unassuming student at New York University, was just a horny 19 year-old college student looking to get his rocks off during finals time. Cramming for economics wasn't all that much fun, and it was beginning to frustrate him beyond tolerance. At 5'9" and 145 pounds, Sammy was considered to be a cute Asian boy. He went to the gym and ate healthily, resulting a nice tight body. He'd gotten stares from both men and women; mostly, they said, because of his nice lips and big smile. And tonight was no exception. Sammy had gone to the bathroom at the library, to take a piss. Standing in the middle of a row of unoccupied urinals, he started to piss. There was only one other person in the bathroom, and the guy was using a stall tucked away at the end of the room. Every so often, Sammy'd turn around and look at the jeans and white underwear crowded around a pair of Nike sneakers. He could tell that the guy was white, with nice hairy legs. Sammy let his dick hang out after he finished pissing, and turned around again, and caught just a flash of movement. The guy was peeking out from under the partition and raised his head as Sammy turned around. His dick started to get hard. A faggot. He thought about a nice hot mouth on his cock, and how good that would make him feel. Stroking his cock a bit, he turned again and watched as the shadow on the floor got darker and bigger. The guy peered out again, then sat up. Smiling, Sammy moved over to the urinal right in front of the stall. He turned around and looked at the sliver of space between the wall and the stall. Blue eyes were looking back at him. His cock was rock hard then, so he turned a bit and waved his 6.5" and smiled. he crinkling blue eyes told him the guy was also smiling. The stall door slowly. The guy stood about 6' tall, lean and wiry with big nipples and a huge cock. Around the cock, which Sammy thought might have been eight or nine inches, was a steel cock-ring. Jeans around the ankles and a white t-shirt pulled over his head, the guy was pretty naked and hot. His cock was shiny and wet as his fist moved up and down the shaft. Sammy took a step and moved toward the stall when the outer bathroom door squeaked. Both of them rushed back into place. The intruder came in and went to an unoccupied stall. After a bit, the smell of shit wafted through the bathroom. Sammy sighed, and put his dick away. He rinsed off his hands at the sink and made to leave when a stall door opened. The guy came out and smiled at Sammy. Sammy left and the guy followed. "Hi," he said. "I'm Seth." Sammy introduced himself and smiled again. "So," Seth said. "You wanna go somewhere?" "Sure. Where have you in mind?" "How about the MEC building? It's pretty late and should be deserted. We can have some fun." Seth gave him an evil smile. Sammy nodded, and the two of them made their way out from the library building and toward the MEC building. They rode up to the 7th floor and ran into no one. The 7th floor was spotless and white, with all the main office doors closed and dark. "They don't usually lock up the floor until 9. And nobody comes up here. C'mon, let's go to the bathroom." Seth led the way to a bathroom tucked behind the elevator area; it had a wheelchair panel on the front. He opened it up and let Sammy walk in, then shut the door behind him, locked it, and flicked on the light. The bathroom was meant for wheelchair-bound individuals, and as such, roomy. The only sound was the slight humming of the fluorescent lights and the elevator shaft. "It's pretty sound proof," Seth mentioned, "so don't worry." With that, he pulled Sammy close began to feel him up. Seth had big hands, and they roamed over Sam's body and grabbed at his crotch and ass. "Mm," Seth growled, "nice and firm." He stripped Sam of his jacket and threw it into the corner, followed by the t-shirt. "Nice and smooth," he said as he ran his hands over Sam's chest and belly, then back to his nipples. Seth pinched them and pulled on them, making Sammy groan. "Oh yeah, hot fucker aren't you?" Seth hissed as he bent over and licked at the nipples, first the left one, then the right, and then back. Sammy closed his eyes and leaned his head back, feeling the thick tongue tickle his tits, getting them hard and sensitive. Suddenly, Sammy gasped out loud. Seth had bitten hard into his left tit, and was flicking his tongue on the small point of flesh stuck between his teeth. Just as quickly, he let the tit go and slathered it with spit. The charge made Sammy's cock throb against Seth's big hand. Seth attacked the other tit the same way, eliciting another gasp. Seth continued the attack of Sammy's tits for 15 minutes, putting Sammy in a fog of pain and pleasure. Meanwhile, Seth's hand were busy unbuckling the belt and shucking down Sammy's jeans. Seth's hand dwarfed Sammy's 6.5 inches, mauling them as he stroked up and down. Sammy moaned out loud, making Seth chew harder on the tit. This made Sam wince. "Ah...lighten up man. It hurts." Seth pulled off the tit, and smiled. "Don't worry. It's supposed to." With his free hand, he began pinching the sore tit and went to chew the other one. Sammy cried out as he felt Seth's teeth and tried to pull away, causing him more pain as he stretched both the one caught between Seth's teeth and the one between the fingers. "Ah...!" With nowhere to go, Sammy relented and took the pain as his eyes watered-up. Seth stood up straight, both hands on those sore tits and smiled at Sammy. The tits weren't as pained now that Seth's fingers massaged them. Sammy let out a groan. "See," Seth smiled evilly, "I told you." He pulled on Sammy's tits to get him closer, and bent down to kiss him. Sammy turned his head away. Seth looked at him, surprised. "Not a kisser huh? That's okay." Sammy smiled, then twisted his lips and cried out. Seth had cruelly pulled and twisted his tits. "Mmm...that hurts huh?" he said, then twisted some more. Seth put a foot on Sammy's jeans, and took off his own jacket and t-shirt. Seth had a big chest, and big long nipple on each pec. Abruptly, he gripped Sammy's head and pulled him to a tit, and said, "Chew 'em. Hard." Still dazed, Sammy took it in his mouth and tongued it. He felt Seth's hands on his ass and tried to raise off the tit, but Seth locked him there with his bicep. A loud smack rang in the bathroom before Sammy felt the sting on his ass. "I said chew 'em hard!" Seth yelled. Then he delivered another hard slap. Tears welled up in Sammy's eyes again, but he chewed on the tit. Hard. Sammy was furious at the slaps and the rough tit play, and tried to show Seth he gave as good as he got. Seth groaned as he felt Sammy's teeth sink into his nipples. "I'm gonna beat your ass now. And if you stop chewing on my tit, you're gonna be sorry, you stupid chink." A rain of hard slaps fell on Sammy's exposed ass, setting his ass on fire. At first, Sammy kept chewing on the tit, but with each blow sending sharp pains through his body, Sammy started to cry out! "I told you to keep chewing!" Seth hissed as he punctuated each word with a hard slap. Sammy bit hard, and Seth groaned and stopped his beating. Sammy sighed with relief even as he chewed, biting deep into the fleshy nub. Seth pulled him off his tit, and looked at the tear stained face. "Beautiful," he murmured. Seth dropped to his knees and took Sammy's cock in one gulp, and began a hot blowjob. Still reeling, Sammy's mind floated from a haze of pain to a haze of pleasure. Seth was an expert cocksucker, and teased Sam's head with his tongue while he sucked the shaft. One hand gripped Sammy's balls and rolled them around, while the other held onto the fiery ass, slowly caressing each red cheek. Sammy started to pant and piston his hips. Saliva dripped down his balls and Seth's chin, onto his briefs and jeans, but Sammy didn't care. He was riding a wave of pleasure and he felt his cum bubbling up in his balls. He let out loud moans, which made Seth suck harder. He was close to cumming, and pistoned faster. He opened his mouth to groan again, but a scream came out. Seth gripped his balls in a massive fist, making Sammy's knees buckle. Then he felt teeth digging sharply into his cock head. Sammy's hands grabbed a hold of Seth's ears, but that didn't deter the cocksucker. The more Sammy pulled on Seth's ears, the hard the grip became, and the deeper the teeth went. Biting his lip, Sammy let go. And Seth resumed sucking his cock while still crushing his balls. A weird flutter of pain and pleasure ran up his spine and into his stomach from his balls, making him dizzy and his cock harder. Another hard bite made him cry out. Another cry came when Seth's hand left his ass and mauled his tit, trying to rip it off his chest. Then it was gone, and another bite took place. His balls were being pulled toward the floor, and Sammy tried to squat, to relieve the pressure of Seth's pulling. His balls were bunched up at the end of his scrotum, and he could feel the skin go taut. White spots crashed into his vision and he let out a loud scream. Seth's free hand turned into a fist and connected with Sammy's exposed balls - hard. Sammy's knees gave out and he blacked out from the pain. Sammy woke up on the bathroom floor, unsure of where he was. He had passed out for a few seconds. Seth was sitting on the toilet, watching him. As soon as he saw Sammy awake, he pulled him up by his ears, and planted his big lips on Sammy's. His tongue forced its way into Sammy's mouth. Spit was pushed into Sammy's mouth, and down his throat. Some drooled out the side of his mouth, onto his face and neck. Slowly, Seth pulled Sam between his leg, his big cock rubbing against the smooth chest. He encircled his legs around Sammy's torso, pinning his arms at his side. And he squeezed tight. One hand gripped Sammy's throat and held his head tilted up and the other covered Sammy's face, pinching his nose closed. Sammy started to moan and tried to thrash around, but Seth held him tight. Seth forced his breath into Sammy, and then sucked it back into his own lungs. Every now and then, Seth breathed through his nose and got some fresh oxygen. Sammy floated. He didn't know anything else but the rhythm of Seth's breathing. And his mind was fogging over. He was high. He'd stopped thrashing and just moaned as more and more carbon dioxide was forced into him. Slowly, Seth moved his hand from Sammy's throat to his tit. The boy responded instantly, moaning and pushing his chest into Seth's cock. After 15 minutes of control Sammy's breath, Seth stopped. He pulled his face up and watched Sammy's glazed eyes flutter as oxygen hit his system, sending him even higher. With both hands he mutilated the tits on the boy's chest, and lowered his head to chew on the boy's neck and ears. Sammy arched his back in pleasure, riding the buzz and feeling the electric sensations zipping through his body. Seth gnawed on the lobe without mercy, occasionally lashing his tongue wildly in the ear, then back down onto the neck, making Sammy shiver with delight. Sammy moaned and whispered incoherently, grunting every now and again as Seth pinched his tits a bit harder. Seth leaned back and loosened his leg hold. Lewdly, he spread his legs far apart, making his cock stand up proudly. With his hands still manipulating the sore tits, he said, "Suck it." Sammy hesitated until a fingernail dug into his tit, making him quiver. He bent his head and stared at the cock, cut and red, angry. Another yank on his tit made him open his pretty mouth wide. And then his lips enclosed the head, and Sammy's mouth slid down the cock. The taste of the cock assaulted Sammy's taste buds. A strong musky flavor, tangy and sour, mixed with the salt of sweat and cum. Seth had fucked an ass earlier, cum in it and didn't wash. Sammy savored the flavors. He'd never sucked a cock before. Always, he'd been the one receiving the blowjob. He went down until the head touched the back of his throat and came up. And repeated the motion. After a few moments, Seth put his hand on Sammy's head and pushed, slowly, firmly. When the head touched the throat, his hand kept Sammy from backing off. With the other hand, he forcefully twisted the tit. Sammy's attempt to cry out was cut off when Seth jerked his hip and lodged his cock into the Asian boy's throat. Then, with his hand, he pushed Sammy down further until all 9.5" were in the boy's mouth. Sammy thrashed on the floor, gagging, mucus and spittle flying out of his nose. His faced turned a dark red and tears streamed out of his eyes. He was suffocating. Convulsively, he tried to swallow, but the large cock lodged in his throat stopped him. Sammy thought he was going to die. Then, his body took over his fear addled mind, and he started to breathe through his nose. Wet, bubbly snorts filled the bathroom. Seth smiled and watched Sammy's chest heave, from fear, from exertion, from effort. Keeping himself lodged tight in the throat, Seth got off the toilet and grasped two large handfuls of hair. Starting slowly, he pulled his cock all the way out of the gaping mouth. Strands of mucus and spit clung to his cock, connecting a wet web from cockhead to mouth. Then, just as slowly, he pushed it in, all the way in, until a gurgle from the prostrate boy tickled his head. Again and again he repeated this motion, fucking the mouth, picking up speed as he went, until he was thrusting fiercely into the throat. The boy kept his teeth to himself, mostly. Every now and again, the side of Seth's cock scraped along the back teeth, causing Seth to suck in some air at the sharp pleasuring pain. After a bit, Seth pulled out, impressed that the boy was able to take him to the root without difficulty. "I need to cum," he told the boy on the floor. He sat on the toilet again and splayed his legs. "C'mere. Jerk off on my dick. I want you to cum on my cock." Sammy stood up unsteadily. His knees were sore, and so was his jaw. But the opportunity to cum after this long ordeal was too enticing. Seth pulled him closer, making Sammy straddle him. Seth was slowly massaging his big cock. It was red and shiny. "Go on. Beat off." Sammy started jerking his dick, stroking it with his hands. He gasped out loud as Seth started pinching his tit. Sammy tilted his head back. It felt good. Suddenly, he yelped as stars exploded in his head. Seth smiled wickedly. Seth gripped his cock at the base and whipped it again, hard and fast against Sammy's exposed balls. The Asian boy tried to close his legs to protect them, but straddled like that, he couldn't. "Keep jerking off or I'll beat the shit out of you," Seth growled. He watched Sammy's face clench every time his big cock smacked those balls. They dangled and swung back and forth, dark red. The boy's body jolted with every smack, and Seth felt the legs tremble. He stopped pinching the tit and brought his hand back to the boy's crotch. He placed his palm behind the balls, and rested them against it. The he looked up, and hissed, "Listen up. If you stop jerking your dick, I'll rip them off. Got it? If you cum, I'll stop beating your balls. Sound fair?" Sammy groaned, and broke into a cold sweat. Slowly, he nodded. He started stroking his cock again, bracing himself for the attack. He yelled out when the dick connected with his tender nuts. Ruthlessly, Seth whipped his dick against the trapped balls. The boy's face was contorting nicely, making Seth harder. Ten minutes later, Sammy's cock erupted. Sammy nearly flogged his dick to death to cum and stop the barrage on his balls. When he came, his balls pulled up tight, making the assault on them ten times worse. And he shot the biggest load in his life, four spurts sailing over Seth's head onto the wall behind him, twice in Seth's face, and a procession of shots on Seth's torso. Gasping for breath, Sammy hung his head, beads of sweat dripping down his face. His body wracked with shudders as he calmed down. He watched as Seth took swipes of his cum and massaged them onto that big cock. Sammy closed his eyes for a second, and felt Seth's hands on his tender balls. Seth pulled the balls out of the way, and slipped his cock under them, lining up the slick and slippery head with the boy's asshole. Seth watched Sammy's head snap up, his eyes wide with surprise. The boy's face drained of blood when he let out a piercing scream. Seth had held his dick upright, hard against the boy's hole and, with his own legs, knocked the boy's wobbly ones out from under him. Gravity pulled the boy swift and hard, impaling the boy's smooth virgin ass onto the huge cock. Sammy felt like he was torn apart as Seth's cock barreled its way into his ass. A cutting pain lanced up his spine as the nine and a half inches rammed up his hole, tearing into his body. As he tried to get up, Seth pulled his down again, driving his dick deeper into his ass. He screamed again. Seth gripped his shoulder with both meaty hands and began to pump relentlessly, ignoring the screams of pain. Tears streaked down Sammy's face as the invader battered his rectum, stretching his ass out. Seth angled each thrust differently, punching different places within the ass. Seth smiled as the young cute face turned ugly with pain. Then Sammy passed out. Seth stopped when the boy passed out. He leaned forward slowly, and let the boy onto the floor, his hard cock popping out of the abused hole. Flecks of blood, shit and cum flew onto his stomach as his cock slapped against him. He turned the boy over, and propped the boy's knees under him, raising the ass into the air. He watched as the asshole clenched of its own accord, smeared with shit and blood. Spitting onto his cock, he lined it up and slid in. Seth thrust roughly, slamming in and pulling it back out, then slamming it in again. He fucked the unconscious boy for a few minutes, until the boy started to moan. He watched the eyes as the Sammy woke up, eyelids fluttering open. Sammy's moans turned from groggy to erotic within seconds, as Seth's cock punched the prostate button. The smell of sweat and sex and shit hung in the air. Sammy realized that he was being fucked. He raised himself off the floor with uncertain arms. The cock punched this magic place in his ass and sent a jolt of energy through his body. Unable to control himself, the boy let out a groan. Sammy's body was on high sensitivity, every jolt electrifying his nerves. He felt Seth's thick fingers grip hard and painfully onto his hips. He felt the large hairy balls smack against his every time Seth buried his huge cock inside his ass. The hairs on Seth's legs rubbed against his ass and thighs. Drops of sweat dripped from Seth's face onto his back. And Sammy felt every twisted, veiny inch of Seth's cock as it was drilled ruthlessly into him. Seth watch the boy try to pull away from his fucking cock, and smiled. The boy groaned every time he slid in, and his arms nearly buckled. With a firm grip, Seth just tugged the boy back onto his cock. Fascinated, Seth watched the boy's back. There were already black and blue marks where his fingers dug in at the hips. Right at the top of the ass-split, the skin was red and raw from being stretched so taut. Sweat beaded up all over the boy's back. Seth was in ecstasy. He reached out with his left arm and grabbed the boy by his hair, and yanked back. Sammy cried out as he felt like his scalp was being ripped off. Seth bucked his hips and drove his cock deeper, turning the painful cry into a groan of pleasure. With his right hand, Seth snaked it between the boy's legs and felt his hard-on."You like this rough fuckin' don't you?" he hissed, "you like being my bitch." Seth jerked viciously on the cock, concentrating on the sensitive head. "Ahhh..." moaned Sammy, squirming uncontrollably as Seth's hand manipulated his cockhead. The sensation was sharp and pleasurable, almost unbearably so, making him want to cum and piss at the same time. He tried pulling away from the hand, only to back up onto the cock, pressing it into his prostate, making the pissing sensation even more intolerable. "Please, stop...oooh." "C'mon bitch, I know you want to. Do it. Piss all over yourself," Seth said. Even more furiously, he rubbed his palm against the head. "Ahhh...!" Seth felt a hot stream of piss fire into his palm. He laughed as he grabbed the cock and aimed it at the boy, away from the floor. With a sharp push of his left hand, Seth tucked the boy's head under, chin against his chest. He whipped the cock until the hot stream of piss began splashing against the boy's face, flooding his open mouth and nostrils. With every thrust of his cock, the piss-stream surged forth. Seth reveled in the boy's ass muscles undulating as the bladder emptied itself. It was like a little hand gripping his cock. Sammy snorted as piss filled his mouth and nose. The tangy salt taste lingered in his mouth even when he stopped pissing. It dripping off his chest and face. Once again, he started crying. His tears just mingled with the piss, dripping into the big puddle his was above. Seth released the grip he had on his hair, easing the ache on his head. Abruptly, Sammy realized that Seth stopped fucking him. His ass was still filled with cock, but it wasn't moving. Sammy raised his head and turned back to look at Seth. The handsome man looked down at the Asian boy stuck on his cock and sneered saying "I have something to tell you, I'm close to cumming. And if I do, you're going to get an ass-ful of toxic charged cum. Do you know what that means, boy? It means you're gonna get pozzed. I'm gonna fill you up with some lethal HIV pozcum." "What?" Sammy yelled. Frightened, Sammy started to pull off of Seth's cock. But Seth grabbed his hips. "Uh-uh," Seth said, "stop right there. You keep pulling, I'm just gonna pop into you right now." Sammy stopped. "Please, don't cum in me," Sammy whispered, scared and keeping his eyes on Seth's face. "Just let me get off your dick." "I will. Maybe." "Please, I don't want to get infected." "You don't want me to shoot in you?" Sammy shook his head. "Then you'll do what I say?" "Yes." "Good," Seth continued, "so let's play a little game. If you win, you get off my cock and I won't infect you. If you lose, well, what can I say? Deal?" Sammy didn't really have a choice. He was impaled on a large hard cock that was filled with dangerous cum. He didn't doubt that Seth was close to cumming. He was close to cumming with Seth fucking him, and Seth's cock ripped his ass open. Sammy knew enough about HIV to know that if Seth came up his ass, there were more than enough exposed for the virus to get into his body. Slowly, resignedly, Sammy nodded. Seth smiled evilly, broadly. "Okay, here're the rules." He pushed his cock deep into Sammy's ass. "I keep still like this. You have to turn your body around so you're laying on your back in your piss. Trick is you need to keep my cock in you until you're on your back. Then pull off. Once you're off, you're safe. Simple. But, if you pull my cock out before that, I'll just fuck you until I pop my load in your ass. So, you ready?" This was definitely harder than it sounded as Sammy soon found out. But, eager for the deadly cock to be out of his ass, the boy immediately started trying to turn himself and finish this silly dangerous game. He keep his ass against Seth's belly, and tried to lift his right leg over. Sammy got his right leg as high as Seth's shoulder, and got stuck. Soon, he felt himself sliding off the cock, and began pushing himself back on, fearful of what would happen if the cock left his ass. Seth was enjoying watching the boy contort himself on his dick, and was further enjoying the feel of the boy fucking himself back onto his enormous dick. He smiled at the grimace and determination on the boy's face, red with effort and fear. He reveled in the obscenity of the boy's splayed body. Seth pulsed his dick, making it wiggle in the tight ass, and savored the flash of worry on the boy's face, thinking that Seth was cumming up his ass. Sammy carefully moved his right leg back down. A better approach came to him while his leg was stuck on the shoulder. With both knees back on the ground, he rested a bit. Slowly, he crossed one, then the other leg, to Seth's right side. Balancing himself at an odd twist, Sammy shifted his torso until he was facing Seth and resting on both elbows. Propped up by his elbows, Sammy gingerly lifted his right leg, moving it past Seth's right shoulder, over his head, and rested it on the left shoulder. Quickly, Sammy moved his left leg to the right shoulder. Sammy breathed a sigh of relief when he was finally on his back and Seth's cock was still in his ass. Looking at Seth's face, Sammy slowly backed off the huge penis. Relief flooded through the boy when the cockhead finally cleared exited his asshole. Sammy just laid there in his pool of piss shaking with relief. Eventually, he looked up at Seth, still kneeling there, hot and handsome, with his huge cock jutting out away from his body, red and bursting. Seth got down onto Sammy, laying on top of the boy. He rubbed his hard cock against the boy's, who was still hard despite everything that had happened. "That wasn't so bad was it? See, now you're off my pozcock," he chuckled. Seth bent down and kissed the boy, thrusting his tongue in and out. Sammy held still as the man's tongue invaded his mouth. He couldn't believe that he was still hard, his blood was still pumping through his veins at fast and furious. The rush of fear that came with the deadly dick in his ass gave him such a rush. Still, he'd be out of his mind to enjoy that. Sammy heard himself moan as Seth's fingers once again found his tits and played with them. Splayed on the cold bathroom floor, Sammy responded to the manipulations, feeling his cock slip and slide next to Seth's, spreading his own ass-juices around. He felt Seth hump his cock, grinding it into his own dick, making his whole body tingle. Despite himself, Sammy spread his legs a little farther apart. Seth brought one of his hands off Sammy's tit and over his face, covering his nose. Seth inhaled deeply and exhaled into Sammy. Over and over again, until he sent Sammy soaring on a carbon dioxide high. Electricity shot through Sammy as he felt Seth's public hair scrape against his ball. Again and again, Seth pulled and twisted hard on his tits. Seth heard Sammy moan into his mouth. Slowly, with each hump of his cock, he brought it lower, and lower, trailing slime and precum down the kid's cock, over his balls, and finally, coating the already slick asshole with more juice. Again, he heard the Asian kid moan as he continued the breath control. He humped and pushed his cockhead into the waiting hole. Again the kid moaned. Seth raised his head a little, taking his mouth off the boy. "What did you say?" "Fuck me," groaned the prone Asian boy, "please." "Yeah?" Seth breathed in reply, feeling a spark of uncontrollable lust surge through him. "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes." "You want me to put my hard, charged pozcock up your ass? You want me to shoot my poz cum up your ass?" Seth hissed, twisting a tit hard, his cock throbbing with anticipation. "Ugh...yes...please...fuck me...rape my ass...fill me up with your poz cum. I..I don't care just Fuck me! Fuck me to death!" Seth jammed his cock up the boy's waiting hole with one thrust. Both of them cried out: Sammy at the pain of the sudden re-entry of the big dick, and Seth as he felt his cock lunge back into the ravaged asian ass. On the edge of shooting for so long it didn't take much for his balls to contract and squirt shot after shot of diseased cum into the boy. Seth drunk in the moment of infection as his balls spewed out their poison. Wishing the moment of orgasm could go on forever. With every shot of his pozcum, Seth thrust himself farther and farther into the boy's ass, working the fresh seed as deep as possible so it would take root. His blasts of seed so intense it finally backed up causing his cum to ooze out around his cock. Finally, Seth collapsed onto the boy, breathing hard, barely able to keep his head up. After a few seconds of silence, Seth propped himself up, and looked down with pride at the boy he just infected. The boy still had that glazed look of sex. A quick glance told Seth that the boy hadn't cum yet, wasn't able to since his arms were pinned when he was being fucked. The boy was slowly grinding his ass against the big dick still inside him, his mind totally lost to what had just happened. Seth got up, and pulled his dick out slowly. The Asian boy mewed as the cock left him empty. Dribbles of cum escaped the puffy red ass-lips when Seth pulled the big head out. Seth shuffled up the boy's body, and put his cock at the boy's mouth. Automatically, the boy opened up. Seth watched as the cum and ass-juice covered cock slid in. "Look at me," he whispered. Instantly, the boy's eyes raised to look at Seth's face. "You belong to me now. You're mine. You took my poz cum into your body, and I will be inside you forever." Sammy whimpered and nodded his head as he sucked the large dick harder. Seth pulled his cock out with a pop, and stood up. Sammy's eyes followed Seth's every movement. The watched Seth tower over him and aim his dick. "Open wide." The boy's mouth stretched as wide as possible, looking longingly at the cock. Seth's piss slit gaped open a few seconds before a stream of golden yellow piss blasted out, hitting the boy right between the eyes. The boy moaned and began cumming, shooting ropes of thick white cum onto his stomach. Seven thick shots fired out of the red cock, slowly mixing with the cascade of piss, and dripping off onto the floor. Seth guided the stream down into the open mouth, and watched with satisfaction as the boy swallowed big gulps of piss. When the last drops were shaken from his dick, Seth started pulling on his clothing. Some of it was damp from the piss on the floor. As he tucked his shirt in, he looked over at the boy, still laying dazed on the floor. Seth rummage through the boy's jeans, and found the wallet. He took a look at the I.D. before putting it in his pocket. He took one last look at the boy, and tossed the wallet onto the boy's wet chest. He left the bathroom, headed towards the elevators and smiled. "Got another one."

Hi guys, this is the first time I’ve ever posted something like this online. It’s a short story about the first time I fucked, which also happened to be how I discovered raw sex. Like I said, its my first (true) story online and I hope you guys enjoy it 🙂 ______ An ex of mine used to say that the way you first experienced sex (raw or protected) would determine the way you fuck the rest of your life. I don’t think it’s a hard-and-fast rule, but I know it definitely applies to me. I had just started at university and discovered the joys on internet chat. Soon I was spending most afternoons at the university’s computer lab chatting to guys online. On the surface I was just trying to come to terms with being gay. But let’s face it, when you’re 18 all you want to do is fuck. So I found myself one afternoon in the computer lab chatting to random guys. I started chatting to one guy and as luck would have it, he lived near the university. After some general chit chat we turned to the subject of sex. Bear in mind I hadn’t seen a photo of this guy but I was keen as hell. I mentioned to him that I was a virgin but that I was meeting up with someone else from the Internet soon and didn’t want to be a complete novice. He told me he would be more than happy to show me the ropes. Luckily, he was working in IT and had a pretty flexible schedule so he could take some time off in the afternoon. We agreed to meet at a petrol station nearby in 15 minutes. I walked (really, really briskly) to my car, hopped in and was at the petrol station way sooner than the 15 minutes. I was nervous as hell but the guy eventually arrived. We sized each other up and I was soon following him to the apartment where he was staying. When we got the apartment we both stripped off really quickly. He had an amazing cock … thick and about 7 inches long. We started sucking each other off in a 69 on a bare mattress in the living room and I quickly asked him to fuck me. Naturally, I asked if he had a condom. He replied that he didn’t. I quickly made a decision and asked him to fuck me without a condom but not to cum in me. He then mentioned that he didn’t have any lube but by this time I was horny as fuck. Again, I decided to just go with the moment and told him to fuck me anyway. So he applied a bit of spit to his cock, pushed me chest down onto the mattress, pulled my cheeks apart and just shoved his cock into my waiting hole. It was one of the most painful things I had ever experienced, but it quickly turned to ecstasy as he took his cock out, applied more spit and continued to fuck me. Admittedly it took him quite a few thrusts before he got all the way inside me, but eventually there I was, 18 years old taking my first cock balls deep and bareback. The sex was intense. I remember reaching around, grabbing his arse and pulling him deeper into me. Without any warning except a low grunt, he unloaded into my hole. He pulled out and we proceeded to kiss. I was nervous as hell that he had just unloaded in me but told me I had nothing to worry about. He was kind enough to tell me I was a good kisser. He told me to get dressed and basically pushed me out the door. Wham. Bam. I never met up with him again or saw him online again. But a year later I was meeting up with a friend who had just moved into a new apartment. I went to visit and bizarrely it was the same flat I had got fucked in. The matrass on the floor was of course gone, but I could still see it there in mind. I smiled thinking about what had gone down that afternoon a year before … One of the results from that random fuck was that I discovered the joys of bareback sex. I’ve never used a condom in my life after that first fuck and I’ve been chasing (on and off) ever since.

I was signed up for this site by a boyfriend who really wanted me to build a reputation for being a cumdumpster, a tranny whore and a trashy faggot who takes loads from ANYONE, anytime, anywhere. the more dirty sites he signed me up to, the more loads he could get dumped in me by the more anonymous strangers, sex pigs and dirty daddies. he signed me up for this site, bbrt, pozconvert, and Grindr and posted ads for me all over the internet looking for men to use me. his goals were to get me fucked by as many men as possible and build me a reputation for being a sleazy fuckslut.

Briefly describe the attributes of your ideal fuck partner.... Mine: Older than me (maybe 50+) Black Bigger frame than me 9-10" uncut cock Huge cum filled balls Talks dirty/Dom Shoots multiple loads Makes me go ATM Uses me and leaves

It's a cruising area on Brighton seafront

Its a great place. Im a regular. Plenty of bareback. Never seen a rubber in all the years I been going. The crowd is older with the odd younger guy. Diverse ethnicity which ticks a lot of boxes for me. Zero attitude which is very important. the venue is on 3 floors. With a great friendly relaxing 15man jacuzzi which is perfect to relax in. Chill with others. And cruise. there are now several new glory holes downstairs since being closed for pandemic. Something that other saunas lack these days. if you smoke or like outdoor sex they have a great roof top terrace. go and enjoy if u are looking for a long friendly relaxing 3-5 hours. If u want a quick in-and-out experience go elsewhere.

This bears emphasizing. If there are two men there and one is clearly in a Dominant role over the other, you would be well advised not to even speak to the submissive unless you first speak to the Dom. If you don’t, the submissive may act as though you hadn’t addressed him (he may not be permitted to speak to others and could be sanctioned) and you could insult the Dom. If you see a guy wearing a collar, assume he belongs to somebody unless he makes it clear he’s public property. Like I do. 🙂 Alphas, also, may be possessive and territorial. If there are Alpha Tops present, pay attention to see if they seem to be keeping a certain bottom within reach or limiting his movements. These things are not likely to be an issue at the average mixed-flavor gathering, but I’ve seen enough go down to say that when it comes to men having sex with men, you never know what’s under the hood until you rev the engine.

I like this guys idea!

Race unimportant Fabulous kisser Facial hair Hairy beast Average to HUGE cock, not a deal breaker but uncut preferred Kinky Piggy Firm butt Are you out there?

If you're bottoming, don't expect to be loaded right away - and don't expect every top that fucks you to unload in you. Many tops are only good for one good load before they're spent, so they save it for most of the night. Be patient and stick around as long as you can stand it; hopefully at least 75% of the way through. At some stage, the tops are going to want to cum, and you don't want to be that guy that peaced out after 2 hours dry and disappointed. Also, if you're bottoming, do wear a jockstrap. It's a tell-tale sign that you're there to get fucked. Similar to comments above, based on my personal experience: - Personally, I prep for almost an entire day leading up to an event. No, that doesn't mean I constantly douche myself from morning to night. What that does mean is that I take it easy on the food intake that day of (i.e. no fast food or anything like that), stick to drinking water for quenching thirst, and I prob have a late breakfast and nothing after that except maybe a piece of fruit. Means there's less to douche out later in the evening (which you should still do of course), and little risk of things materialising midway through the evening. - Many places (in London anyway) require the wearing of shoes in the venue. Even for parties where this isn't the case, I'd still wear some anyway. Trainers work best for me, as the socks are where I store other things I need: poppers, lube. - Have your own poppers and lube, and something you can carry them in - i.e. high-top socks. The lubes provided at these venues (if at all) is going to be the generic water based stuff that dries out too easily. Also, be mindful of poppers in a dark venue...I've lost many a cap in the dark that I've struggled to find afterwards. Also, I've got an armband that has a zip in the bask where I can carry some small amount of cash (if there's a cash bar there). - Don't limit yourself to ideal "types". You'll find there's something for everyone, and also that you'll end up playing with (and having the best time with) a guy you would have ordinarily passed over on an app or website. - If you see two guys hand-in-hand (especially in gear), they may be a Dom/sub couple as mentioned by @ErosWired. You will need to approach (or be approached by) this situation differently. If a guy is clearly the sub, err against doing anything to him unless and until given permission. - Also, don't interject yourself into a scene in progress if you haven't been invited to do so. It's one thing for tops to be in a circle taking turns on a bottom (which is fine), but if you can see two guys eye-to-eye, locked in a passionate gaze with one another - DO NOT get between them by touching either one of them in any way. They are having a very intense moment, and you don't want to be the one breaking their rhythm. - And if you are in the sling waiting, and nothing is happening, and a couple guys walks over and asks if they can use it - get out of their way and let them. You can always come back afterwards, and would help if you walked around and tried to find a partner that way.

Be conscious of where you’re standing with respect to the action going on around you, and make sure you’re not an obstacle. If a guy is in an ass-up position, don’t stand in such a way that you would need to move before a Top could get at him. This is especially true with slings. Don’t have a conversation, or for that matter do anything else, right around the business end of the sling except use the guy that’s in it. And when you’re done, clear out. Venues like this are predicated on the principle that the attendees are going to actively have sex. It’s a sex party, not a voyeur party. Don’t spend all your time crowding in around scenes watching what’s going on - if you’re part of a closed circle of guys taking turns fucking a bottom and you’re only there to watch, then you’re taking up the space that ought to be filled by another active fucker. And, you’re wasting your own time - you don’t go to a buffet to watch other people eat, so treat this as a buffet and help yourself. Except. Be cautious if a scene appears to involve BDSM. Within the BDSM lifestyle there are standards of behavior around public scening, and if you aren’t familiar with them, do not attempt to interact. For instance, in some situations it would be inappropriate for you to speak to the submissive, and certainly not to touch him. And on no account ever touch their gear without permission. Generally, keep critical remarks about what two other men are doing to one another to yourself. There’s no accounting for taste, and there may be an element of their play you don’t perceive or understand. I was once being publicly fucked outdoors by a Dom Top who enjoyed telling me exactly how submissive men like me deserved to be fucked in pain, holes dedtroyed, etc., and I remember distinctly hearing some young guy among the bystanders say out loud, “He can’t talk to him like that! Who does he think he is?” Someone quickly whisked him away, I suppose to explain the nature of Dominance and submission in mansex. As usual, I’ve written too much just to say be careful not to cockblock, play instead of watch, don’t interfere with other people’s kink, and keep most comments to yourself...your tongue should be busy doing other things anyway. 😉

Before i was sucking cocks i always swallowed my own cum as teenager, i was loving that, but when i was started sucking dicks i notice other guys tastes diffrent each time. i had to learn to appreciate the taste from others, now i loving it so much

I love our people. Don’t get me wrong. There always seems to be one guy, standing there in the middle of things, talking WAY too loudly: “I am getting my ducts cleaned on Monday. I have allergies so I get it done once a year. They raised their prices this year, but since my sinuses hurt so badly . . . “ Or maybe worse, go up to people he knows wanting to chat like it was out in public. “Hey how is work? Did Karen in finance ever get that promotion after I left? I sure don’t miss working there, let me tell you.” Everyone running around naked, cruising for dick. It’s like a religious space, and in my opinion it deserves some respect not to kill the mood, spoil the scene, or ruin the atmosphere. Anyway, I’d say don’t be that guy. Not a rule. Just a request.

Be open to people who "aren't your type."

I was fucking a much younger fuckbuddy in his bed when I came aware that his dad was watching us from the door. He knew I fucked his son and was cool with it. He didn't say anything But he got a good look at my ass thrusting as I fucked his son. I grunted "I'm gunna seed your hole, awwww fuck, I'm cummin" I rolled off and shoved my cock in my fb's mouth. Then his dad came into the room, sat on the bed and said "looks hot" I said "your boy's got a great ass, I've opened him up, why don't you give him your load" He hesitated so I unbuttoned his jeans, pulled his cock out and masturbated him. He sported a solid hardon so I guided him towards his boy's asshole and he did the rest. He'd been fucking his sion's mouth for a while but that was the first time breeding him.

"oh you didn't say anything and i didn't wear one." he acted like he was being completely sincere and reasonable knowing he'd just bred a married guy. "you know that was my first time being fucked?" I rolled onto my side on the bed. i could feel that my ass was slick with cum and lube. he looked at my hard cock. "well i guess you're a cumslut then" i paused about 10 beats. a bead of precum ran down my shaft. i laughed. "oh fuck i guess i am." "you want some more?" the truth is, i did. i slid my hand back and pushed 2 fingers into my cummy hole. god i felt giddy being a slut. i knew about poppers from the nasty porn i would watch in secret on redtube but i couldnt believe how amazingly it worked. a man had fucked my hole for his pleasure. he hadnt bothered mentioning that he was penetrating me without a condom, correctly surmising that i wanted him to fuck me bare. i wanted it again. "heck yeah, can you fuck again so fast?" he swung his bedroom door open. "any of ya'll want to fuck this trick?" three heads turned to me and saw me make a completely shocked face. im not sure how i managed to still find myself shocked, but there we were. one of the guys smirked and turned back to the tv. the other two got up. they were both in their mid 40s to 50s i guess. sleazy gay guys like Wil, apparently. they came in the room and the door swung closed. i sat up on the bed and stuck my hand out. "im ____." "miller." "ted." introductions having been made, miller pushed me on my back, spread my legs and slid his middle finger inside me. "jesus, wil, where'd you find him." "over at ____.... he was there with his wife." "i bet he was." miller was wearing a long-sleeve tshirt and jeans. i was 6' and figured he was maybe 5'9 at the outside. like wil he had a lot of tattoos. but he was cleanshaven with a boring haircut and didn't read as super gay like wil. i pulled my legs apart as i lay on the bed. he pushed his ring finger in, too, and finger fucked me. i was suddenly embarrassed to realize i was pushing back on his fingers. "do you want another load in your ass?" "yes" he dropped his pants--completely shaved--and took off his shirt. he climbed on the bed and slid a pillow under my ass. "jerk off" "what?" "jerk off" i jerked my cock as he rubbed his against my hole. i rubbed precum all over my cock but resisted the urge to cum. miller rubbed my cock until i shot a massive load on my stomach. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck. Courtney was at home. I was here with my legs spread and my stomach spattered with my own semen. miller approached and pressed his penis in my asshole. i was well lubed but this was also the second penis that had ever fucked me. miller rubbed my load over my skin. his cock felt impossibly huge inside me. I could feel as the glans of his penis slipped out of my sphincter and then he slid in what seemed impossibly deep. he repeated this deep stroke and i felt frankly defeated. it wasnt fair to stop him, but my mind was mostly on courtney and how we could get past this. i realized this was a dominating fucking style and unfortunately realized i was getting turned on again. why did i want it like this? why did i want miller to ejaculate in me? he slipped out accidentally when he was pounding me and i stopped him from going back inside immediately. "go easy on me. im tight." "sure bud sorry." he offered me the poppers and then slid back inside, i lost track of the specifics but felt like the world's greatest cumslut ready to take the next load. i grabbed his ass and held him deep in me. i was buzzing. i wanted his semen. my phone buzzed. shit. "where are you?"

Lack of access to medical care due to poor finances. Blk men and that includes myself tend to disregard going to get check ups regularly as well. Most men in general just work until they drop sick or dead.

here's the Vimeo Link: (though honestly, what little sex is in this one makes chaser seem like some hardcore xxx porn by comparison)

Got fucked in the woods off a walking trail that was pretty busy with walkers ... Top pulled out a condom drspite knowing i only fuck raw and waa already cummy.... I let him try but he just couldnt get in wrapped (thank you, latex hating pussy), gave up and finally gave in to me begging for it raw. Lasted maybe 10 pumps, shot a huge load in me, and then was really surprised when i sucked the cum clean off his cock once he ppulled out. Already wants to know when he can do that again. So.... Guess ive introduced another guy to raw sex 🙂

Reading a profile... Hmmm, main interest is cheating people - in other words, deception, lying, dishonesty, dishonor. Yep, sounds exactly like a Republican. Congrats, you've found your political home among equally contemptible people.

Just before it closed for COVID, i visited my first time. I paid for a room, removed my close, left my door partially open and stood with my butt at the opened door bent of slightly. I stood there about 3 minutes before I felt a hand on my ass cheeks. Without looking out, and without allowing the door to be opened, I felt a hard cock rubbing on my butt trying to line up with my hole. I reached back and felt a hard cock, with precum leaking down the shaft, which I scooped up most with my index finger and smeared it on my hole. When the cock began to push forward, it slid into my tight hole. A pair of hands grabbed my hips as he fucked me ...slow at first, then building up tempo. I heard a few onlookers saying how hot it was...and then I heard a guy say, "does the guy know your cock seed is poz and not on meds?" The guy who was fucking me, said he hadn't spoke to me yet. He asked if I wanted him to pull out or to breed me? I began to push my ass back on him meeting his thrusts and he says...I guess that is my answer, and then shot his seeds up in me. When he pulled out slowly, the guys were saying that it was hot to watch, and without moving...another cock went up my ass and shot in me too. I never looked back, or spoke, just accepted I was a cum dump receptacle. I am still looking for a potent toxic poz cock in Maryland to seed and breed me on a regular basis. So far, I am still testing negative...so anyone want to knock me up? I am bbfireman on BBRT and adam4adam.

Bred @SRR ‘s preloaded hole this morning. Walked in and found him hooded on all fours. Alternated between face fucking him and pounding his hole until I shot a big load in his guts. Like a good pig he sucked me cock clean afterwards as it was covered in my load as well as other strangers. Definitely check him out today if you’re in the nova/dc area

I was 12 and caught by the school Janitor jerking off. He told me if I suck his dick he would not report me. It became regular thing me sucking his dick swallowing his load eventually he took my anal 🍒

Hairy all the way! The hairier the better. I would not turn down a smooth hole however. Love eating a hairy ass matted with cum before I fuck it. There is an open invitation for all hairy holes to have a seat on my face. 😋 Yum.

I’m a concord bottom

I’d love to get used and whored out