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  1. When the Boyfriend Won't Do It Monday morning I woke up with Gabriel looking at me. "I hope Antoine wasn't too much of a bother last week. I was surprised he wasn't trying to hookup the whole time he was here. He used to be horny every second he was awake" he said. "He did say he really missed seeing you, so maybe he put it aside so he could spend time with you. I did see him on his phone a lot, but you know how it is if you can't host..." I replied. Gabriel nodded and I added "Antoine didn't miss out completely... I found out he's a good cocksucker" and grinned back at him. Gabriel chuckled and shook his head. "Next time, try his ass. He's an even better bottom. I kinda hoped that you'd fuck him while I was at work, but if it didn't happen..." he said. I just replied by rolling on top of him, raising his legs and plowing my morning wood into his ass. It was a quick fuck since I had an early morning call, but he got the load I wanted to give Antoine the day before. As I laid on top of him after sex, letting my heart slow back down, he said "I doubt he's still neg the way he fucked around unless he's a shitload luckier than I was." I chuckled to myself but wasn't going to say any more. I hadn't heard anything from Chase the past week and figured that he was busy dealing with his roommates or out looking for the next guy to charge up. Things got a little busy at work with phone calls, conference calls and the endless emails. I was able to talk to Marc for the first time since he got sick. "That was the worst flu I have ever had. Both of us were sick, but I think Sebastian got the worst of it. The doctors tested and it wasn't covid, which surprised me since people were coughing all the time at the airports and on the planes. Whatever it was, we caught it" he said. I bit my tongue and didn't tell him what to test for, figuring he would eventually find out as his other sex partners would come down with the same flu. Since it was a work call, we quickly dropped the talk of his fight with the bug and were off trying to get synced back up with our work project. Monday night Gabriel and I stayed in, curling up on the couch and watching a movie. We ended up in bed right after and had a hard fuck before we passed out, still covered in sweat and cum. Tuesday I got a text from Chase that he'd taken both Tyler and Z to the clinic to get tested. He was scared at the outcome but he knew they needed to know. I woke up Thursday morning, dragging even worse than I had the past week. The night sweats were back, which seemed to happen every couple months since I ran out of meds, but usually were gone a few days later and this had lasted for several days already. I hoped that by the weekend I'd be back to normal. Even so, I was horny. That part was pretty normal. Except for the week I spent in the hospital after I broke my leg on my one and only dirt bike experience, every day after puberty I was horny. By the time I got home, I needed to find someone to drop a load into. The sites didn't seem to have anyone other than guys reading profiles. Over on the apps, it wasn't much better. I spotted one guy but he disappeared. He popped back in and I read his profile again, but more thoroughly. Most of his attributes looked good, he was a shorter otter, kind of skinny but with an inviting ass. While he was a few years older than me, I never considered that a problem. In some ways, he reminded me of an older version of Chase. And then he was gone. I cycled around and got a few nibbles but it seemed most guys were just looking at pics. My balls were getting restless and I was afraid I was going to end up watching porn and jacking off. My attention was now on a new site and I'd just finished writing the same profile I had on countless other places when I got a ding from an app. It was the otter and I took another look at his profile before reading the message. Versatile, neg and didn't care about status clicked all of my quickly diminishing standards. "hey like ur profile u lookin or just beatin off 2 pics?" he asked. "LOL, I think I'm the only guy wanting to hookup on any app. hbu?" I replied. "U found 1 more u only top? flip?" was his first question. "Top & bare only. Never pull out so ur goin 2 get bred if we fuck" I sent back, hoping to cut some of the banter out. "wow no bs from u lol I like that u undet? into long or quick?" he continued. "No meds 4 over a year. balls full n really just wanna quick fuck" I replied. "damn u must b really toxic never takin a hot load since bf is undet" the otter said. "BF? open or cheating? feels the same until the bug gets u" I responded. I really didn't care, but I always found a cheating guy much hotter. "kinda cheating he wouldn't go off meds to poz me so im lookin elsewhere" came his answer a few minutes later. "1 fuck prob wont do it but u sure?" I asked. "yah maybe ill get lucky" he replied. He was several blocks away but I didn't have anything better to do and I really did need to dump my seed in someone and his ass was way better than my hand. He met me outside the building and I followed him up. It was a nice apartment but not overly decorated. There were lots of pictures around and almost all were of the same two guys. His boyfriend was a cute cubby guy, almost twice his size but just a few inches taller. The boyfriend had a full, bushy beard to the otter's perennial scruff, but you could tell both were damn hairy under whatever clothes they had on. "Uh... let's fuck here. I don't want him to smell another guy on our bed" he said, looking around. I chuckled, remembering I had the same thought with Antoine. He pushed the table away from the couch and started to strip. I took that as my cue and did the same. Some guys that cheat treat their hookups like their partners and others have strict limits on how intimate they want to be. The otter fell into the latter camp and just wanted to suck and get fucked. He was on his knees on the floor, next to the couch as soon as he was naked. I stood in front of him, my cock getting harder by the second. The otter looked up at me and I loved the conflicted look in his eyes. It was part desire and part fear. I wasn't sure if the fear was from the possibility of him getting pozzed or caught cheating. "First toxic load?" I asked. He nodded yes. "Ever cheat on your boyfriend?" I then asked. "First time with this one..." he said, dropping his head. "Nothin to be ashamed about. You're just getting something your boyfriend won't give you. It can bring you together or drive you apart" I said, holding my cock to his lips. "You wanna stop?" I asked. "Uh... no. I need this" he replied, opening his mouth and taking the first few inches of my cock in. Once his tongue started to swirl around my dick, most of his uncertainty disappeared. After the second minute, he got more and more into sucking my dick and my dick responded. Soon it was fully rigid and I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, pressing just a little bit to push the tip into his throat. The first few times he gagged a little but then I heard him breathe deep and the next time I slid in. A few more times and my balls were on his chin. He lasted a couple seconds before sliding back, gasped for air and then went for another try. This time, I felt his nose press into my pubes and his throat grip my cock. A few seconds later, he let go of my cock and slowly pulled back, an audible "pop" sounding as the end of my cock pulled free of his lips. The otter looked up, wordlessly asking if I was satisfied. "Mmm, good. All the lube you need. Now turn around" I said coldly. He turned and faced the front door as I knelt down behind him. He moaned lightly as I guided my cock between the two hairy mounds and up against his hole. My right arm wrapped around his neck and I brought his back to my chest. I could feel him pant and I tightened my grip a little more. "Whatcha want?" I whispered in his ear "Fuck me" he said, nervously. "And? I whispered back. There was a few second pause and then "Breed me... Poz me up" he said a moment before I firmly pushed my cock into his hole. It felt a little slick but he was looser than I expected. Some guys I have hooked up with have used large toys to open themselves up if they knew they were going to get fucked with a thick cock and I wondered if he'd done that and the remaining lube is what made him slick. "Damn, I figured you'd be tighter" I said into his ear as I bottomed out. I easily pulled halfway out and thrust in, plowing through his inner ring. He whimpered while I started to fuck his hole. "Danny likes to fist me" he replied in between deep breaths. A half dozen thrusts later and he squeezed down on my cock, sending a shiver up my spine. I held my cock in him and he let go of his grip a moment and then clamped down again. "Greedy fucker, aren't you" I hissed in his ear before letting go of his neck and pushing him on to all fours. Quickly, I pulled my left leg up and set my foot flat on the floor. Leaning forward, I placed my hand between his shoulders and resumed my thrusts. Steadily, I built up speed until I was bouncing off his ass. Each time he grunted, followed by a short moan and then it started over again with the next thrust and grunt. About ten minutes after I had pushed him over, he began working his ass again. First, he gave a quick grip to see how I responded. It felt good, so I didn't say anything. Several seconds later, he did it again and I chuckled softly, but apparently he heard it and assumed he could work his ass around my cock now. With repeated tightening of his hole it drove me closer to orgasm. My thrusts slowed down, but stayed pretty hard. My growls joined his grunts and the slapping of skin. My hands moved to his shoulders and I used the leverage to give a couple last thrusts before my cock erupted. Ropes of my charged seed pumped into his battered chute. As the shots faded, so did my growls only to be replaced by gasps as I struggled to breathe. "Oh fuck yeah, you bred me good" he said in a raspy voice. Seconds later I heard a new voice yell out "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Looking up I saw a cub standing there, just inside the door. He looked like the guy in the pictures around the room, but his hair and beard was redder than those. Maybe it was the underlying skin showing through. I thought it was pretty obvious what we were doing but I wasn't sure who he was talking to - me, the otter or both. This wasn't the first time I'd been walked in on by a surprised, angry boyfriend. "Pull out, grab your shit and get the fuck out of here" he continued, coldly staring at me. I gingerly moved back, pulling my cum covered cock free of the otter's hole. Reaching over, I grabbed my trunks and sweats and put them on, watching the cub to make sure he didn't make any sudden moves. Quickly I tugged my tee over my head and slipped my sandals back on. I realized these were a poor shoe choice if I needed to run. I walked around the couch and over toward the door. Passing the cub, I whispered "he's a good fuck, but I guess you knew that." Speeding my pace up, I made it the couple steps to the door and was out in a flash, taking the stairs down instead of waiting for an elevator. As I made my way back home, I kinda wished I could have watched what happened next. Was the cub going to fuck or fist my load in deeper or was there going to be a long awkward discussion. If I was lucky, the otter would tell me next time he was on. I got a slow start to work on Friday morning, my body ached and even two cups of coffee didn't have me back to normal. I'd left Gabriel in bed and hoped the damp sheets were just from me, but he felt warmer than normal and didn't look very rested. Just after two in the afternoon, I got a text from Chase. "T & Z both poz vl less than me tho no idea why Z is poz too u fuck him?" he sent. I replied "as i said, y'all will be fine. share if u want ;)" I'm sure that if he thought about it a bit, he'd realize who was responsible for tagging Z. While I enjoyed fucking him, I'm sure the deed was done before I got my dick in him. A half hour later I got a message from Dragonboy asking "got any more hot neg guys 4 us? the last one was fun he wants 2 get his 1st."
    6 points
  2. Part 1: Team Training If there’s one thing that conditioned my life-long fixation on guys in speedos, it’s the fact that I lost my virginity way back when on our water polo club team. Both Brent and Kyle had matured earlier than the rest of us. Both had man-sized muscles where the rest of us had slender sinewy builds. Both had mats of fur covering their chests and bellies – and that’s another thing that’s always turned me on. Both had firm round muscular butts, hefty balls, and cocks that were prominent even when they were soft. All of those attractions looked phenomenal when accented by tight red speedos with white side stripes on them. Those two guys gave me all kinds of hot jerk-off fantasy moments. One day, after practice, Coach wanted me to spend 10 extra minutes drilling on some of my skills. Coach Graham was another fantasy come to life, with his pumped-up physique, bulging basket, awesome muscular ass – and his chosen deck attire of too-small speedos and a skin-tight t-shirt. Just looking at him made my dick begin to swell, so I had to avert my eyes whenever I was anywhere near him. After I’d finished the extra drills, I headed for the showers while Coach locked up the pool behind me. As I opened the door that led to the shower room, I heard some loud, animalistic grunts and moans. I stopped dead, listened for a moment, and then heard Brent’s unmistakable deep, gruff voice: “You like my big rod all the way up inside your ass.” “Oh, yeah… give it to me… pound me harder.” Then came some loud slapping sounds. I peered cautiously around the corner. Kyle was bent over, leaning his hands against the wall, with his speedo down around his ankles, and Brent was pounding up against his ass. I’d never seen a sight like that before, although I’d sure dreamed about it, so I had no trouble deducing where Brent’s cock was buried. He was leaning over Kyle, biting at his neck as he slammed deep into the furry butt under him, over and over again. I could see Kyle’s big dick sticking right up in front of him, with juice dripping off the tip as Brent plowed into him. Of course, my dick was also standing right up towards my abs by this time, and I had pulled it out of my speedo and wrapped my hand around it. As the two guys in front of me fucked like animals I was pulling on my tool for all I was worth, feeling the pre-cum getting between my fingers, and knowing that before long I was going to blast off. But so were the two studs under the shower. Kyle let out a loud moan and cried, “Fuuuck!” A moment later his erect dick leaped up and down twice and then squirted a jet of cum that hit the wall above his head. That damn cock kept convulsing, over and over, firing bolts of cum against the wall. And I could tell Brent was feeling it. His strokes got ragged, he gave a loud roar, slammed all the way in and held it there as his cock pumped shot after shot of his hot juice into Kyle’s muscular, hairy ass. And that’s when I lost control and began shooting at the wall across from me, giving a cry of lust as I came. Brent and Kyle both looked around. “Shit!” That was Kyle’s comment. “Waste of a good load,” Brent added. Then Kyle again: “Pete, get over here and let me clean that mess for you.” I didn’t have to be asked twice. I crossed the room and let Kyle chow down on my throbbing tool. Brent resumed his pumping action, churning his hot load to foam inside Kyle’s hole. We only calmed down after we’d all shot a second load. And that’s how it started. It was my first experience of man-to-man sex, but I knew right away that I would never make it with a girl. I’d found my place. After our next practice, those two furry studs began teaching me how to suck cock, and how to slowly work my rock-hard dick into a guy’s ass. Kyle’s hole was tight and warm and wet, and it felt incredible the first time I sank my 8-inch dick all the way into him. I’d never felt anything as incredible as Kyle’s man-pussy gripping me, and I shot on about the fourth stroke into his firm round ass. But I didn’t even lose my hard-on after cumming, and I gave him two more hot loads that afternoon. Over the next couple of years, we all developed our skills – in the pool and out of it. Coach Graham really knew his sport backwards, and he worked us at high intensity, training us and our club-mates into a team that could hold its own with the best among the other clubs. After practice, we kept up with our other training too. Brent and I spit-roasted Kyle frequently. We enjoyed trading places and giving Kyle our seed at both ends. Or I’d get down on the floor under Kyle and suck on his uncut dick while Brent rammed him, reaching up and playing with Brent’s big bull balls as I sucked Kyle’s load and swallowed it. That was in the showers at the pool. And we kept right on doing it after we went off to college, where all three of us got spots on the college team. But then there was the Friday night when I ran into Kyle at the campus pub, when we were both on our second beers of the evening. It was a pretty dead Friday night, hardly any of our friends were there, and I was getting bored. Kyle could see that, and suggested we head for his apartment since his roommates were away for the weekend. We cracked two more beers when we got there, but those brews never got more than a taste before we were all over each other. We’d never done any kissing when we fucked at the pool, but I quickly found out that Kyle loved kissing – and after a minute or so I could understand exactly why. We sat on his couch and made out for about 20 ecstatic minutes before he stood up and led me into the bedroom. We undressed each other, and I found that Kyle was wearing a black speedo a couple of sizes too small under his clothes – and the pouch off that suit was soaking wet. He gave me a wicked grin, and said, “It keeps me under control and holds my dick in place when I’m out in public and see a hot guy.” His big hard dick was pressed up against his belly but couldn’t stick out. I undid the strings and slid that tight swimsuit off his hips. We fell onto the bed, stroking each other’s naked bodies as we kept making out. I had my hand on his dick and started sliding it up and down. Kyle went down on me, sucking my throbbing cock deep into his throat. Then he started working his way around my tool in a half-circle until his big boner was staring me right in the face. I opened my mouth and took him in, relishing the incredible sensations of feeling a hot mouth on my cock which was matching my every move on his. It was my first 69, and it was great – especially the feeling of a hot dick convulsing and spewing its load into my throat at the exact moment mine was firing off into Kyle’s hot sucking mouth. But then, that one load wasn’t enough to satisfy either of us. Before long, Kyle had my boner buried to the hilt inside his talented fuckhole and was teaching me some positions we hadn’t tried in the pool showers. That night, within the course of two more loads, Kyle had ridden my dick while I lay on my back, both forwards and reverse, and he’d taken me from behind as my little spoon. That position made me spew my load deep inside him, and that was when he told me he wanted me to lick his ass and suck my cum back out of him. At first, I thought that sounded weird, but he soon persuaded me. In a few moments I had my face buried right inside his crack, my tongue lashing over his hole, and then digging right into him and slurping my hot jizz out of his butt. “Don’t swallow it, Pete! Come here and swap it with me!” So we did that, passing my cum back and forth between us, and then I licked his jizz up off his abs and added it to the mix as we kissed. The best of all came after I’d eaten his ass. Once I got hard again (takes no time at all when you’re young and horny), that’s when he lay back, pulled his legs up to his shoulders, and taught me how we could fuck and make out at the same time. Lying down right on top of his furry body, belly to belly, chest to chest, while I pumped my painfully-hard cock in and out of his muscular ass was an unbelievable turn-on. We were kissing frantically, tongues swirling between our mouths, as I fucked him deeply and the moment when we came together – well, it may have been my third load of the night, but it was the wildest orgasm I’d ever had in my life. We fell asleep cuddled together. In the morning, I woke up to the unmistakable sensation of a tight ass riding up and down on my cock, as Kyle’s gifted muscles drew yet another load out of my rock-hard morning wood. That wild night repeated itself several times during the rest of the spring semester. Each time, I went around all day Saturday and Sunday with my dick and balls aching from working double overtime like that – and I’ll bet Kyle’s ass didn’t feel a bit better. Meanwhile, Brent kept begging off from joining us – he was up to his eyebrows in work with his pre-med courses. Or so he said.
    5 points
  3. Some of you may know some of the posts I have made about getting cock that was not planned. I have a circle of Pakistani cab drivers that I service quite regularly, which started of unexpectedly. I had the young lad from my car wash, awesome.. unexpectedly. The other week I had the cleaner from my building, that has moved on to fucking me. I will write that up at some point. Again unexpected. Today I add another unexpected service of a cock. MY BARBER... Ok, so I have yet another Pakistani hair barber, been going quite a few times for haircut beard trim, hot face towelling, you get the picture? So today, he was on own, his business partner had gone home as it was quiet. Now this guy Moz is quite a hottie, hairy, little beef, lovely ass, tall, bearded and his nipples always show through his T shirt. Cute face, moody looking. Today he had shorts on and a Adidas T. So he was chatting away, we was talking shit, he was telling me about an incident in his shop etc. Talked about wife, 4 kids blah blah. Anyway, he was leaning into me doing my beard, i had my hands on the ends of the barbers chair, ( I had gown on ) I managed to turn my hand and feel his pressing bulge. He moved around to the other side of my chair, I was prepared and turned my hand to palm side to get a feel and I did, just briefly. He asked if I wanted a facial!!! He meant a cleansing mask, I said yes, however I thought you meant something else, he just laughed. We got talking about money, how to make some. I was telling him about a friend who has joined a companion site and accompanies older people out to places as a gigalo type, he was not sure what I meant. Anyway I told him that my friend used to make extra money by having sex with them. He immediatly asked if it was Men or Women. I said both, he said cool, he said he loves having his cock sucked and balls licked his wife does nothing like that. I said you may be good on that site, you are very handsome. He said, have you ever had the gaysex? I said yes, I love sucking dick and I also love getting fucked. I told him about my Pakistani cab drivers. So, i had this black face mask on, he said come for smoke in back whilst that dries, i looked like Batman with the mask on and gown. He rolled himself a cig, told me to roll one, I did, he went back into shop and put back in 10 mins notice on door. My heart was racing, he came back in the backroom and went into the toilet and stood in there so I could see the back of him, came back out edgy, stood in front of me. I stroked his stomach and said you look good. He the pulled out this beautiful thick cut dick, big, small balls asked me if I liked it. I dropped to my knees and sucked that beauty for all it was worth, gagging on it even, he was groaning, he shot his load down my throat and said he was sorry he cums quick. I told him it was great loved it. He smiled, we went back to shop, he finished cutting my hair and getting this rock hard stuff off my face. Loved it. Btw below image not his but very similar So I am asking, you guys ever get unexpected sex, do you take an opportunity or help it along?
    4 points
  4. And, here we go again. If you take the trouble to read through the previous topics posted in this forum, you will find other threads - many other threads - asking pretty much the same thing: Should a true/real/good/proper/legit cumdump take any and all loads? The question assumes two things: 1) That there is somewhere written a set of standards that either do or do not qualify one as a cumdump, and 2) That there is anyone designated as the authority to make such a judgment. Neither is true. But at least you’re straightforward, unlike some disingenuous questioners, in that you make it clear that you really just want to know how selective the guys who claim to be no-loads-refused cumdumps actually are. That is a much more tangible and legitimate question than “What should a true cumdump do?” So I’ll answer you. I do not turn any man away who requests the use of my cunt...as a matter of general practice. His race, age (provided he is of legal age), ethnicity, disability, socioeconomic status, weight, appearance, endowment, make no difference. I must, however, protect my ability to offer such service, and so if a man presents with plain symptoms of an STD, I will not knowingly expose myself to contagion that will harm my body and put me out of action, and potentially put other men at risk through me. If a man tells me that he has untreated HIV and has a high viral load, I will decline - I will not knowingly risk superinfection with another strain of the disease that’s trying to kill me. Otherwise, flesh is flesh, and I do not judge a man by the meat he’s wrapped in. I do, however, reserve the right to deny service to men who render themselves unfit for service. I will not knowingly permit myself to be used by a white supremacist, an antisemite, a misogynist, a racist, or any other such hater. I have no doubt that such men have bred me - I take a lot of anonymous cock - but I will give them no comfort if I am aware of it. How do I justify this? I will not deny my cunt to any man - but to my mind, such people are not men in any honorable sense. It is important to note here that I make no claim that my cunt is too good for those men - that is not the case. My hole is just that - a wet breeding-slit. It is by definition a devolution of a male’s body for him to submit to it being so used. Any fucking by any man at all is its right and proper use, and I don’t dispute it. But I take upon myself the duty to ensure that it is used responsibly, ethically, and to the greatest benefit of the most men possible. This isn’t, I feel sure, the kind of answer you were hoping for. It’s not the kind of answer that makes you want to rub one out. But I’m a cumdump who takes practically every cock offered, so that’s at least one answer to your question.
    4 points
  5. === THAT AFTERNOON === "Hey, you still lookin?" said the picless message. Sniffies chat popped in. Ignore! Hah. No time for faceless chats. Oh wait ... ... dammit -- I'd accidentally logged in as an old account. The account still had my ass pic hangin out there. I usually login with my dick pic aimed right at those willing btms, hehe. But this time I clicked too many buttons too quickly and wound up looking like an ass, literally. Cock pic arrived. From same guy. Pants on, put pulled back to show a thick and flacid with big bull balls. Then another pic. Rock hard cockpic from above like his POV. Damn, what to do with this hot mess?! LOL. I thought about it ... my ass & bowels had been cooperative this morning. No, I do not clean out every morning -- I'm not power bottom, but I know my body well enough to know that I could bottom if pressed into bottoming service. "Hey, damn man. Nice package." I chatted back. Notice I avoided answering his question about whether I was looking. "Thx. Nice ass there". He replied. "Horny and need to bust a load" Mr. Faceless thick cock replied. "Nice, I get that" is all I could cum up with. Who was this guy? Profile claimed he was white 32yo 6' 240# married bi guy. No mention of cock size. "You got some lined up already?" Well damn! This guy was sounding a bit slutty. "No" "Wouldn't mind fucking a few loads in you" my jaw dropped 😮 "U bb?" I asked, niavely. I mean he claimed to be bi & married. "Yeah feels better" He persisted: "Where are you at?" I told him the hotel I was staying at. "I'm about 15mins from there. Just leaving the gym" I looked at the clock. 4:00pm. Seemed early for a gym, but OK. Could I be ready for random thick cock in 15mins?! Jeeze! "I can be ready then" I took a gamble, fuck! "Great. I'll swing by and dump this load up your ass. " 😮 "Np. I'll put on some big tittie porn and be ass up on edge of bed then?" "Yea man. Leaving now" I scrambled. Quick douche, pop open str8 porn, get rags for cleanup, prop the hotel door, and before I knew it: Sniffie chat. "Parked. What room again?" I chatted him the reminder or confirmation. I didn't want to peak through the window ... and turned down the lights ... and damn! My Heart was racing!! He could be a crazy person! The chick from the porno flick I have going was moaning ... I waited ... Next thing I know I hear the hotel door slam shut. I jump. "Just me" says this young deep voice. "OK" I whimper. I hear russling of clothes, something popping, then ... "Oh shit, you got lube man?" says the young deep voice. "Yea" and I reach over to the nighstand to give it to him. I take a peak at him. Tall guy, short black hair, black T-shirt, great beefy pale butt on him -- just his pants were gone -- and giant calves and and hairy muscled legs. This guy was pretty fit. Duh, I remember that about his Sniffies profile now: "fit muscular bi". I couldn't see his cock because his THICK trunk thighs blocked any view from behind. He turned away from the nightstand, I got a glimpse of a toned forearm under the T-shirt, but I quickly shoved my face back down into the pillow. "When you last take a load off?" I asked to cut the ice. Why did I ask that question? it sounded like stupid small talk. "3 days man." he quipped. "Too long. You need your cock sucked?" I whimpered in the pillow. "Nah, already rock hard." I could tell he was standing behind me now. I felt something on my asshole. Damn it was his cockhead. Had I used my buttplug earlier? To loosen up my ass? Yes! I had remembered to shove the butt plug in after the quick cleanup... His thick cockhead popped into my ass. "Loosen up man." he ordered. "Too close to cumming." I tried to relax. No poppers. Damnit! Both of his hands then grabbed my waste. His hands were large but soft. I felt my hole being forced open by the girth of this anonymous dude's cock. Up above me I heard him sigh in relief. His dick was feeling the warmth and wetness of a hole wrapped around his bare cock. "Fuck I'm close" he blurtered out. "Yea? Pound that ass man" I encouraged him. I looked back between my own legs to see his hairy thighs again and this time his bull balls. His balls were already tight against up against his body. I guess he really wouldn't last long so checked my watch: 4:21. He started pounding my ass. His thrusting fast n furious. I heard the chick moaning in the flick and my buns slapping against this dudes cock. It was happening too fast. He stopped thrusting. I didn't feel anything in my ass. Was this guy cumming? "Shit man, I can't hold it" he moaned. "Shove that cock in balls deep man! Dump that big load up my ass!" I yelled back at him. 1 more thrust. Then I felt all 240# of this man lean into my ass. He moaned loudly. He shuddered all through his body against me. I saw two muscled forarms clamped down on each side of my shoulders. He was slightly bending over me from the orgasmic quaking. Then I felt a pulse in my ass. His big 3 day load was cuming! The dude stayed leaned against my ass, balls deeps, but didn't thrust anymore. He was still breathing heavily against the back of my neck. The chick was still moaning on the porno flick. "Damn man, wish I could have lasted longer." he apologized. "No prob. You needed to bust." I replied. He whipped his raw cock out of my hole so fast it felt like a reverse smack. "Yea. Told ya I'd dump a load up your ass" he walked away and I heard him russling with his clothes. "Yup no problem. I always feel better after a bust like that." I said, thought I thought he didn't say it was going to be a quickie. Anyways, I got myself up out of position, and walked away from him and towards the bathroom. I heard him shuffling around the hotel carpet, probably towards the door. "OK, I'm gonna head out of here. Chat you later buddy." he said nicely. "Sure thing, Sounds good" I said from the bathroom. 4:26pm said my watch. Damn he dumped fast! I stood there in the bathroom and shoved a finger up my hole. What a cummy mess! And his cum smelled rank!! === NEXT MORNING === Sniffies chat. Fit "bi married" dude again. 7:24am said my watch. "Hey, you up?" his chat said. "Yea, getting ready for work" I replied. "When do you leave?" he asked. Oh I know where this is going. "Need to be heading out by 8:15" I said. "I can drop by now" he said bluntly. "Oh, your balls fill up fast." I smiled in chat. "Yea. Wife hasn't put out in awhile." he blurted. Wife? BB?! wow. "Just be ass up like before and I'll load it up again." wow this guy was persistent. "OK. I can do that" I relented. "Great. See you in a bit. Thx buddy!" he quipped. This time I had to peak out the window. Who was this guy who woke up and thought about some OK ass to fuck & use? "Parked" came the chat 15mins later. I took a peak out the window. Well fuck me [jaw drop]: he looked like Dave Franco's brother from another mother. A bit thicker than Franco, thicker neck, less hair, ... and He was dressed in a white button up and black slacks. No neck tie but clearly professional office guy. I remembered his soft hands. But why anon? Did he think nobody would ever see him? Or did he really just want some no strings ass?! Anyways, footsteps are coming so I got into position. Heard the Franco look-a-like open the hotel door and close it back behind him. I'd forgot to turn on the porn so went to reach for my laptop to turn it on. I heard him unbuckle the belt holding up his slacks. This time I reached around behind me -- his cock wasn't going to get away from my hands or mouth this time. "Damn, you're hard already man." I felt his rock hard shaft between my fingers. It wasn't rock hard but was thick and more than semihard. "Yea, I'm horny in the morning. Spread your butt cheeks open." he commanded. I did as he said, and felt that thick cockhead push against my fuckhole again, and as he pushed hard his cock popped into my ass. He grabbed my waist again and slowly pushed his raw cock up my ass until his bull balls sat against my legs. A clean, manscaped scent filled the room. It must be his aftershave or cologne. The guy likes to dress well for work so might as well smell well too. Then my mind raced: this handsome, clean shaven, white collar dude's raw cock was up inside my bare ass. What would the wife think? and the coworkers? My mind raced back to reality .... The Franco-looking fucker starting pounding hard n fast. His metal belt buckle was making a lot of racket from how furious he pounded. This time the fuck felt like a real str8 guy furiously fucking a pussy. Not like before. I reached from underneath and grabbed his bull balls. They hung lower than yesterday ... maybe deflated some. Hard and faster he pounded now. The ass slapping sounds were only drowned out by the belt buckle sounds. "Oh man ... [panting] here it cums [panting]" he blurted out. "Fuck yea man, load up ..." I started to say but Franco interrupted with a LOUD moan and a full thrust into my ass. Well damn. Franco was already dumping his morning load! "Oh fuck" he said, and thrust balls deep again. I didn't feel a pulse from his cock, but a warm sensation started to fill my fuckhole: cum! "Damn man" I blurted. "Yea." he said and whipped out his raw cock from my cumhole. He bent over behind my bare, used ass to grap his black slacks and zip up. "Geeze man, you're like a bull in heat." I chuckled. Franco laughed. "Yea. Just need some ass to dump in." He slapped my butt. "Right? ... when full" I tried small chat but ... "... Already gotta get to work." he interrupted. "You leaving today?" I heard him walking towards the door. "Yea checkout at 11" I said flabergasted. "Do late checkout. I'll swing by during lunch and load up your ass again". Wow, another load?! I thought to myself. I hadn't said anything yet to Franco ... "That work?" he stopped and repeated. "Oh yea." I said dumbfounded. "OK great. Thx again buddy." The door slammed shut. Franco's look-a-like brother was a selfish breeder.
    4 points
  6. Once in uni, I had a guy pick me up at the supermarket. We passed each other in one of the aisles while shopping; he was a sexy muscle daddy and I was about 22 and very twinky. Crossed paths a bit while in the store, and I timed it to where we were checking out at the same time. Ended up exchanging numbers in the parking lot and he had me over about 30 min later. Totally unexpected and one of the hottest experiences I've had!
    3 points
  7. The Raw Adventures of Jack (Part 2) I never saw my Indian boy again. Huw and I went back to that club on many occasions but despite my searching there was no horny little Indian boy to be found. I couldn’t stop thinking about him – I day-dreamed about him clamped to me, arms wrapped round me, his sharp pencil cock pumping his sperm into me. Of course, the more I thought about it the more I wanted it and it’s obvious to me now that that was when I started converting to barebacking! I had always loved cock; I’d always been fascinated by cum in all its glorious different forms; but now I was beginning to crave it in my ass …. though the days of my barebacking other guys was way off just now. It must have been a good six months later, on a really cold winter’s evening, that I found myself back at the club. Huw was off somewhere no doubt getting fucked senseless so I was alone. I was wrapped up warm against the cold, a thick black hoodie and grey scarf over my white t-shirt and black jeans. – in the dark I would be virtually invisible. I drank a beer and headed upstairs – no Indian boy in the toilet this time but I enjoyed a good long piss there in some kind of commemoration! The side rooms were jammed full of men having sex. A plump man was trying to squeeze into the ‘fuck room’ but he was finding it difficult to get in; the ’piss room’ was equally cramped. So it was busier than usual in the large open room where the porn was playing – there was the usual leather vid on one tv and the twink film on the other. I could see that the darker corners were busy and the movement suggested at least one frenzied group fuck; a number of guys were standing around watching, cocks out masturbating. I remember thinking that the chances of my draining my balls that night were probably good. I leant against the wall. To one side there was a pool table. No game tonight though one older guy was flat out on top, almost completely naked stroking his meat. At the end of the table away from the flickering tv light, an athletic young man was getting blown – he looked really disinterested in the man on his knees in front of him, working hard on his long white cock; the youngster kept his eyes on the writhing mass of men in the corner of the room, whilst occasionally drawing deeply from his cigarette. It was obvious the poor man on his knees would not be rewarded with the longed-for mouthful of freshly squeezed sperm and indeed, in due course, the athletic guy pushed him aside and waddled over to the corner of the room, his jeans pulled up round his knees and his long curved cock bouncing out in front of him; an alpha stud like him would no doubt very quickly be the central focus of the horny group fucking in the gloomy corner. The disappointed cocksucker moved further along the back of the pool table where a small group of random guys were leaning, half-sitting on the wooden table edge. The poor guy had no takers there and disappeared to try his chances elsewhere. I noticed an attractively shaped guy in this small group of men – tall, like me, his hoodie still up over his head; he had a thick dark beard and was wearing a pair of those looped circular ‘student’ glasses that used to be all the rage – nice …… old school. He was quite scrawny so not a swimmer like me, but I detected tasty wisps of dark hair sprouting over the top of his printed t-shirt. He had one hand stuffed down the front of his blue jeans and his long thin legs were spread slightly apart. Like the others he was watching the group fuck in the gloomy corner. He whispered something in the ear of the guy next to him and it was clear they were friends. Our young athletic man was by now impaled up the ass of a well-built and fully naked Black guy. This would have made a good video for the televisions if it were not for the dim light; the frenzied masturbators circled round and occasionally one would grimace and groan as he couldn’t hold back the forces ripping through his body. I half wondered where all the sperm was going and smiled to myself. Yup, this could be a porn movie. All we’d need was someone to start a commentary: ‘Yeah man. Fuck his tight ass!’ or ‘Take that big cock!’ but there was no talk and little noise from the participants but for the heavy breathing and occasional groans and slaps as the men worked at sex together. I let slip a small laugh. I looked back at the hot hoodie and found he was staring at me. Shit! My stomach seemed to fall through the floor. I looked away quickly, but when I looked back he was still looking intently at me and now smiling. Oh fuck - I’m never good at this bit. He must have seen me laughing at the group fuck. My stomach continued to sink. Hoodie turned and whispered to his friend before walking casually across the room. As he approached me, he pushed his hood back to reveal a shock of short thick curly hair. Wow. He was lovely! ‘Can I cadge a cigarette, man?’ he asked. A foreign accent … maybe Danish or something? ‘I don’t smoke, sorry.’ Why didn’t I just carry some cigarettes for just this kind of occasion? I’m a total twat, I thought. ‘No worries. I just wanted an excuse to talk with you.’ Oh right. Of course, I realise I enjoy watching people all the time and can do it for ages, but I always forget other people do it too. Had he been checking me out? ‘You look pretty fit. You play sports?’ Hoodie asked ‘I swim for the university.’ I said way too quickly. Shit! I’ll be telling him my real name next. Slow down, boy. Take it easy. ‘That explains the shoulders.’ He reached out and squeezed my deltoids. ‘Nice and firm.’ He smiled, his beard and moustache hair curling gently round his lips. He looked into my eyes. He had lovely big eyes, deep brown ….. he held my look ….. and kept looking just that little bit too long. He wasn’t smiling now. His body was close. My heartbeat was pounding in my neck and I could hear my own breath coming deep and fast through my nostrils. His hips brushed against me. His mouth opened slightly and his tongue touched inside his upper lip. The fingers of his right hand brushed against my cheek as he oh so gently slipped it behind my neck and pulled me towards him. I instinctively opened my mouth as he leant in to kiss me. I folded into him and I felt a goose-pimpled shiver as our bodies slid together. I put my arms through the flaps of his open hoodie and felt the hard bony contours of his body. It was incredibly warm inside his clothes. I could feel the sweaty dampness under his armpits and I reached round to run my fingers into the hollow ridges of his back. He had a lovely tight body. His tongue probed my mouth and his soft facial hair brushed my skin. By now, my cock was so fucking hard, straining uncomfortably in my pants. It seemed that we kissed for a long time, but I guess it was only a minute or so before we came up for air. I quickly rearranged my groin for better comfort. Hoodie watched me and smiled again, such a lovely smile. ‘I noticed you the second you came in,’ he said quietly. Oh shit I thought. My stomach sank again. ‘Black suits you.’ I half smiled. What the fuck could I say? You look good too. Fucking lame. I didn’t say anything. ‘Well ….’ I blurted out. Yup. I am a twat. Then something happened so unexpectedly that to this day I’m not sure how I had the balls. ‘Look’, Hoodie’s tone became business-like. ‘I am about to leave. My friend has a car and we live the other side of town. I’ve got to go. I have to get home. Do you fancy coming back with us?’ I would like to say I weighed up the situation carefully. A guy I’ve known for less than 5 minutes, who I’ve snogged and looks like sex on legs wants me to get in a car with him and his equally unknown friend. There’s the strong possibility they might be serial killers …. but there’s an equally strong possibility that Hoodie and I are going to fuck our brains out, hopefully all night, so ….. ‘Sure. Yep. I’d like to!’ Hoodie smiled again, slipped his tongue into my mouth, before walking back over to his friend by the pool table. Just about then the young athletic guy started emptying his balls deep into the ass of his unknown partner.
    3 points
  8. Traveling for work and chatted with a hot fit daddy type earlier today. After some back and forth with him, I finished my work and went out for a while with colleagues. After that, I went over to daddy's place to meet him. He was pretty discreet, which normally doesn't mean much, but because of his location, I had a hunch about his profession. After we did the deed and I returned to my hotel, I did a little digging around on the internet and confirmed my suspicions about his profession. On the off chance that he's reading this, sorry for making you break your vow of celibacy, but thanks for the hot fuck and pounding your load deep in my guts, Father.
    3 points
  9. I love incubating cum in my ass all night as it smells so nice by morning.... If its not all been absorbed by then I will try hold it longer for part of my morning.... I try not to wash near my hole for 2 or 3 days after as I adore the smell
    3 points
  10. First time posting, long time lurker. Last night I finally connected with this gorgeous black man I've been pursuing for about 3 weeks. He wanted to top and fuck hard. I love how quickly strangers can become intimate. Within 10 minutes of walking in the door he had his dick buried in me. 10 minutes after that he filled me with his first load. We just laid naked on the bed for about an hour and talked. Pretty soon I could feel his dick getting hard again, and he asked if he could pound me one more time before he had to leave. 20 minutes later I received load #2. His eyes rolled back in his head when he came and his entire body shook. It was a pretty sexy scene to watch, and I felt filled and accomplished when he finished using my hole. Afterwards he just laid on top of me for about 10 minutes with his dick still buried in my ass. I think he almost fell asleep. Dude was a great kisser too. I hope to see him again soon!
    3 points
  11. I would write a response to this but I’m having trouble typing - when I read it my eyes rolled so hard they popped out of their sockets and rolled away under the table. 🙄 Are you going NoNutNovember? No, I’m doing NonstopNutNovember for charity. For charity? Yeah, at the end I’m taking it all to a sperm bank.
    3 points
  12. An absolute aphrodisiac. Once took a couple of loads in my ass and sprayed all over my stomach and chest. Put my shirt back on pulled up my pants and finished my drive to the airport to get on a flight home. Had to hit the head a couple of times to jerk off on the plane. This is from that trip.
    3 points
  13. "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?"
    3 points
  14. Came across this story I wrote about... gosh, 12 years back now? Based on a true story, some details may have been embellished. I'll let you decide which details those are. ----- Who You Are In The Dark: A Bookstore Encounter I used to make an occasional trip to the adult bookstore in the town I went to high school in, even after I had moved away from the town to a different city about two hours south. Located just off of I-80, as well as being next to a truck stop AND strip club, there was an interesting mix of clientele. The store itself was well-lit and friendly (so far as these places go), and the front clerks were always business when you bought your entry to the back arcade. The arcade itself was pretty standard. A big rectangle, with about a dozen rooms off the hallway, each large enough for a comfortable two, and more if you were so inclined. All manner of movies would be playing – straight, lesbian, gay, bi, trans, there was literally something for nearly every taste. And just off the viewing rooms was a large, open rec room (for lack of a better term.) A pool table, several arcade games, vending machines, a big-screen TV – just a nice place to take a breather between hookups. There was a definite 'no sex' policy in the rec area, and it was the only place in the back that had a camera. It was in this room that I found myself on one of my visits. It was spring, and even a weekend, but there were not many visitors to the store that night. I had made a few rounds of the rooms, without much success in finding any interesting or interested parties. I took a break from the dark rooms to get a soda and shoot a few solo games of pool. There was one other man in the rec room, a gentleman who was probably in his late 30s or early 40s. At this time, I was around 22 or 23, so this was an 'older' guy to me. He was fairly handsome, well-dressed and with hit of gray at his temples and in his goatee. He was a bit on the husky side, but I've always had a soft spot for that type. I recall that the TV was playing a James Bond marathon, and I would stop playing every few minutes to watch the screen. I was never a Bond fan but, hey, TV. At one point, the other guy saw me watching and asked who my favorite Bond was. "Honestly, I was never a Bond guy," I answered. "Never really got into the movies." "You're missing out," he said. "Brosnan is my favorite. Handsome guy." "I'll drink to that," I said, and took a sip from my Diet Coke. "Had any luck?" he asked, nodding his head toward the back rooms. "Nah. It's kind of dead tonight. Weird for a weekend." "Yeah. I gave up after awhile, settled down to watch some TV, see if anyone else showed up." "I hear ya. I'm shooting pool by myself. That should tell you how slow it is." He stood up from the couch. "Thought I might take another stroll around the booths, see what's good. You should come," he offered. Without waiting for a response, he walked back into the dark hallways. I finished off my soda, abandoned my pool 'game', and followed a few moments later. He had already vanished into the hallway, but it wouldn't be hard to find him. It was a rectangle. I took a slow stroll around, looking into the booths. A few others had wandered in while we had been in the rec room, but I was looking for someone specific at this point. I found him in one of the corner booths, watching the end of a male-male fuck scene, sitting and rubbing his crotch through his slacks. "Mind if I join you?" I asked, poking my head into the room. "I'd be offended if you didn't," he answered, and patted the empty spot next to him. I joined him in the booth and closed the door behind me. I sat next to him and it didn't take long before he grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. This close, I could smell his cologne and taste the faint hint of tobacco on his breath. It wasn't the reek of a heavy smoker, just the tang of nicotine. I noticed the wedding ring on his hand for the first time, which turned me on even more. My cock was quickly hardening in my pants, and by the sudden way he gripped it through my shorts, he noticed. He pulled his mouth from mine, grabbed my hand and placed it squarely on his crotch. He resumed kissing me, our hands massaging each others hardness. We made out for quite awhile, and eventually I found myself pulling back a little to take off my shirt. He followed suit, and I appreciated the view as he revealed a fair but solid belly and a not-quite-firm chest, covered with just a light dusting of black hair. My own stomach and chest were fairly firm, the result of a post high-school dedication to losing weight and exercising, but covered with just about the same amount of hair as his. He stood me up and pressed me against the wall, his bare torso pressing against mine. "You're hot," he said, and dropped to his knees. He unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to my ankles. I was commando, and my hard dick sprung gratefully free immediately. "Damn," he groaned, and swallowed my 6 ½ inches with gusto. He sucked with the ferocity of a man in need, occasionally moving to lick and suck my balls into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. I grabbed the back of his head at one point and began fucking my cock into his mouth. "You like my dick?" I asked, a little more aggressively than I usually am. "Does your wife know you like sucking cock?" He mumbled something around my rod, and continued to suck as I force-fed it to him. I didn't want to cum yet, so after a few minutes of this, I relented and pulled back. "Not yet, man. I want to enjoy this. It's your turn," I said, and pulled him to his feet. I slid down the wall until I was on my knees and at eye level with the clear bulge in his slacks. I fumbled with his belt for a moment, but managed to undo it and unfasten his pants. They slid down his solid thighs, and left me facing his white briefs. I could see the outline of his cock, and it was even more impressive than it had felt under my hand before. I pulled his briefs down, and his own cock stood at attention. It was about 8 inches, and pretty thick. I could fit my hand around it, but only just. The slit was leaking precum, and I took a slow lick to taste his juices, pulling my head back enough that he could see the line of his fluid stretching from his cock to my tongue. "Fuck," he said, and pushed his dick toward me. "Suck it. Suck it for me." I obliged, and went to work on his dick. Slowly at first, as it was a bit bigger than anything I'd taken at that point. Slowly, I managed to work my way about two-thirds of the way down the shaft. He started thrusting his cock into my mouth, gently at first, but with increasing speed. At some point, he managed to force it all the way in, and I found my nose buried in his pubic hair. "Oh my God, you suck better than my wife," he moaned, and continued fucking my mouth. My gag reflex kicked in and I started choking on his dick. This just turned him on more, and he grabbed the back of my head, shoving the full length of his rod into my throat. "Fucking choke on that dick," he ordered. "Choke on it like a bitch." I obliged, without much choice. My throat convulsed around his member, and he let out a long string of swears that made me think he was cumming already. He finally let go of my head and pulled his dick from my mouth. I looked up at him with watery eyes. "Good?" I asked, my voice rough from the throat-fucking I had just taken. "Really good," he affirmed. "Lay down on your back.. I want to lay on top of you for awhile." I slid out of my shorts completely and spread my clothes on the floor, giving me some semblance of comfort. I laid back and watched him finish disrobing, sliding his pants off. He did just as he had said, and laid his bare flesh against mine, and we resumed our passionate make-out session from before. All at once, the room went completely dark. We paused for a moment, and realized that the movie had ended and the TV had shut itself off to conserve power. Strange, since these things were usually on a loop, or the clerk would have noticed the end of the movie and started it up again. We lay there in almost complete darkness, the only light being the dim hallway bulbs shining in from under the door. I felt him now, rather than seeing him, and enjoyed the sensation of this stranger laying atop me, the smell of him becoming a little stronger as my senses compensated for the darkness. We soon began making out again, and his tongue explored my mouth. I answered in kind, and we continued kissing for quite awhile. I could feel more precum from his dick leaking onto my thigh, and spread my legs a little wider. His dick slipped between my legs and probed gently against my hole as we tasted one another. This went on for awhile, the precum from his dick making my hole slick and his cock head pressing gently at my opening. Suddenly, he stopped. "I don't have a condom," he whispered into my ear, sounding disappointed. "Oh," I answered. "Okay." That was all I said, neither giving permission nor denial to continue. I felt his tongue in my mouth again, and the hardness of his dick pressing into me. The heat we were generating in the room started taking its toll, making both our bodies slippery. After several minutes of this, I felt his dick pressing firmly against my ass, and the head of his cock penetrating into me. I gasped with pleasure, and a little discomfort, as his thickness popped into me with only sweat and precum for lube. "I don't have a condom," he repeated, and continued pushing his length into me. "I'm in you bareback." "Feels good," I gasped. He moaned softly and bit my collarbone as he bottomed out, his balls coming to full rest against my ass cheeks. "You're tighter than my wife. Wet, too," he said, and began sliding out of me, and it felt like he nearly pulled out entirely before thrusting back in. "I'm not wearing a condom," he kept repeating, as though I had somehow forgotten that I was in pitch darkness with a married man's raw dick in my ass. "I know," I said. "But I'm not stopping you." That seemed to be all the permission he needed to begin fucking me in earnest, his thrusts picking up speed as my insides stretched to accommodate his cock. A few times, he pulled completely out and I felt empty for the briefest moment before he shoved himself fully into me. He fucked expertly, even in the dark, and began nibbling on my earlobe. I gasped in pleasure and found myself digging fingernails into his back, not even realizing my hands had wrapped around him. "Make love to me," I whispered into the dark. "Oh god, yes. You're so much better than my wife. Her pussy has never been this tight and wet." We fucked like this for what felt like an hour, in complete darkness, our moans and grunts occasionally punctuated by my whispered begging for his dick and his gasping replies, telling me how good my hole felt on his cock, how I was a hotter fuck than his wife. I started to feel the sweat from his face dripping onto me, some of it landing on my lips or in my mouth, the salty taste turning me on even more. "Do you want me to pull out or stay inside?" he finally asked. I was feeling so good at this point, I missed his meaning. "Stay inside," I answered. "Keep going." It was when his tempo started to increase and a guttural string of swears came from him that I realized what he had actually meant. "Oh my God," I asked. "Are you going to cum inside me?" "Fuck yes, I'm going to cum inside you. I'm going to get you pregnant. I'm going to knock you up, and you're going to take it," he said firmly. He thrust his cock fully into me and let out a fairly loud, "OH FUCK!" and I knew he was shooting. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he repeated, and I felt his seed filling me, the warmth and wetness spreading through my insides. "I'm cumming inside you. I'm cumming so hard," he panted. As I finally felt his orgasm start to subside, he began fucking his load into me, his rod plowing my cum-slicked hole. Eventually, he relented, and I felt his cock withdrawing from my ass. The head of his dick pulled out with an audibly wet 'pop'. We lay there in darkness and silence for a few minutes, the heat of our sex slowly dissipating. Finally, I felt him stirring. "I shouldn't have done that. I didn't have a rubber. I shouldn't have fucked you bare. I'm sorry, man. I just got caught up in the moment and.. I mean, I don't have anything, but I just.. I'm sorry and.." "Dude. Chill," I said, reaching out a hand in the darkness to caress his cheek. "It's cool. I pretty obviously wanted it, too. I didn't stop you." "You sure it's okay? I mean.. I've never done that." "It's fine," I assured him. "Though I may actually manage to get knocked up with as much as you shot." He laughed a little, his nervousness slowly waning. "Yeah, I did shoot a lot. I meant what I said. You really are a better fuck than my wife. She won't even let me say things like 'fuck' or 'pussy' when we're having sex." "Ouch," I answered. "For what it's worth, I'm okay with everything that was said and done here." "Hot," he said, and I felt him lean down to press his tongue into my mouth. "I should go, though. This really was amazing. Do you come here much?" "Every other month or so, usually make an overnight weekend trip." "Well... I won't make it awkward, but I do hope I see you here again." "Me, too," I said, and meant it. I felt his weight leave me. There was an awkward silence for a moment, until he laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked. "I just realized it's completely dark in here and I have no idea where my clothes are." We laughed together for a few minutes and fumbled around in the dark, eventually finding his clothes. He dressed in the darkness and left, giving me one more hungry kiss before he departed. I stood there for a moment, naked, with the door to the hallway open, cum running down the inside of my leg. I finally dressed and headed out. I was halfway home before I realized I hadn't even cum. "Totally worth it," I thought.
    2 points
  15. I just took the weekend and traveled from a very conserve area of the country to ST Louis with the purpose of getting fucked and used. So I got there on Thursday evening rented a hotel and took off to the bathhouse to get filled then when I got back to hotel put up an add for tops to come and bred me. Had this one top come and fill me up with his big long cock and leave my hole dripping with his cum. so hot
    2 points
  16. Many years ago I was holiday on the Greek Island of Skiathos. I'd missed the last bus back to where I was staying. I stood at the bus stop thinking of what to do next. A beaten up old car passed me a couple of times. Instead of passing me a third time it stopped and a good looking Greek guy asked if I needed a lift. I got in before He could change His mind lol. He was actually from Leeds and on holiday to. We chatted quite a bit and both of us had been at Manchester Pride 2 weeks previous. As we got to where I was staying I said I'd offer Him a coffee only I hadn't got any only vodka. When we got in the apartment the vodka was forgotten about stripping naked as both our cocks hardened. Falling on to the bed we started sucking each others cocks. I then rolled over to allow His hard cock entry to my hairy hole. He plunged His cock balls deep in one motion making me groan out loud. He came quite quickly shooting a Hot big load of cum inside me.. He managed to shoot another 2 loads of cum deep inside my hairy hole leaving just as it got light. We unfortunately didn't have a repeat performance.
    2 points
  17. First, my profound sorrow to all the guys that were cut in their infancy, when they had no input into whether to be robbed of their beautiful foreskin. Even completely soft, a Cock with it's foreskin looks so damn hot. The Cocksucker's imagination of what the CockHead looks like, how swollen the rim becomes when the Cock is hard, how much Cockdrool oozes out of the Cockeye, only magnifies the intensity of the moment the Cocksucker gets his mouth on the Cock. Foreskin prolongs and intensifies the "magical" act of sucking Cocks off. My own Cock happens to have a fairly substantial overhang when soft, but the foreskin gets pulled partially back when I'm hard. I absolutely love watching my Cock fuck Holes, since when I push in, the foreskin gets pulled back, and when I pull out for the next thrust the foreskin is in place. When my Cock is ready to Breed, I have some visual choices, in that I can shove it all the way in, pull the shaft out enough so only the covered CockHead is in the Hole and feel the Sperm welling up inside the foreskin, or, I can pull out entirely and watch my Sperm shoot through the foreskin onto the Hole before fucking the load into the Hole. Even without an overhang, watching an uncut Cock with the CockHead barely peeking out of it's foreskin, flopping around on the belly of a guy taking loads, is so visually appealing. It's like a "trailer" of cumming attractions at a movie theatre. If I want to suck an uncut Cock off, (and it's here in my home), I can have the guy lie on his back on a bed or in the sling, work the foreskin and make a little "skin-cup" out of his foreskin, watch as it fills up with Cockdrool and savor that lovely "appetizer" before sucking the Sperm out of his balls. Or, eat the covered Cock and pull the foreskin back inside my mouth. It's almost as hot as eating a Hole fucked full of Sperm by previous BreedCocks. But, when a Cock is ready to shoot it's Sperm in my throat, I almost always try to get the foreskin in place inside my mouth so the Sperm wells up inside the foreskin too. Sort of jack it off with my tongue/lips. I should probably suck off more Cocks, but I love Breeding raw Hole most. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm
    2 points
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  19. I always start out on top, SLOWLY sliding down that massive cock, relaxing and loosening up as I go. Never rushed. Once I bottom out balls deep, I begin to SLOWLY ride up and down, starting with small strokes, ending with full head to balls strokes, further relaxing my ass muscles. This usually takes me about 10-15 minutes, but most cocks usually dump their first load during this process, especially when I start sliding back and forth balls deep. Once I'm cumfortable and loose, I give the go-ahead to use me as they please. Usually, this means doggy and long, balls deep dicking. My hole gapes nicely through this, with ample cum loads dripping out.
    2 points
  20. Your circumstance doesn't just apply to a certain race, but really to any big dick. The top should have taken his time and rested inside you to give you time to get used to his size, unless you didn't want that. But the key is to listen to your body. Preferably, climb on so you can control the tempo until you're ready to completely submit. There's going to be some pain at first, but that's normal and you have to let it wash over you. But it shouldn't be a lingering pain, just a temporary pain. When you feel ready, start riding it up and down and make sure you're enjoying it. Then when you're ready, give over control and let him stroke your pussy out until he nuts inside you.
    2 points
  21. I get a lot of use but I attend things where group use is highly likely (CumUnions, sex clubs/baths, sex resorts). I don't get as much hookup action of the 1-on-1 of hookup apps variety, outside of asspig. This has been mainly due to work related time constraints and the decrease in quality of people (not looks, quality of person) on things like Grindr. My partner is younger than me and while he is also promiscuous like me, he is not nearly as much of a slut whore as I am and, he encourages me to slut around and he been camera guy on some of my porn scenes.
    2 points
  22. I don't care for cologne, but I'd buy Eau de Jizz!
    2 points
  23. Not nearly as often as I would like. I've been averaging 3-4 a week over the last 6 months. I'm mostly limited by the availability of guys where I live, and the time it takes to find someone here. I haven't traveled for work much since the pandemic, but that I would sometimes hookup with as many 25 guys in a week if I was working somewhere that had a good amount of willing partners. I''m 52 my libido hasn't diminishing enough that I have noticed it yet, I can't top and cum as much as I could 15 or 20 years ago but I'm still horny all of the time and my hole is still in perfect working order.
    2 points
  24. Proceed, but proceed cautiously. Remember that he may well be 100% straight, and just enjoying your friendship. It varies by where you live, but these days in most places it's not dangerous to either hint, or flat out come out and say that you're gay. Admitting that you're both gay and attracted to him will be a little awkward to say the least (since he has a girlfriend), so if you do hint about being gay, then best to leave the attraction part out for a while and first see how he reacts to the first part. Be prepared, though, that it could cause a rift in the relationship if he recognizes that you're attracted to him, but he doesn't reciprocate. It's a dance. More so when there's a girlfriend involved. It can turn out really well and you could find someone who gives you wild nights in the sheets, or it can turn out really poorly and you could lose him as a friend. Unfortunately there's no way ahead of time to really know how it's going to turn out. Only you can decide how far you want to test he waters, and how fast you want to take it. When I was in my 20s I crushed really hard on a guy, but he turned out to be a very straight religious sort of guy. Fortunately I never took it far enough that he knew I was crushing on him. With another guy it could have turned out differently though. There are other fish in the sea, so if this one escapes, keep throwing the line in! Good luck!
    2 points
  25. The smell of a bedroom the morning after a night of hard breeding is pure aphrodisiac. Dried cum, the scent of poppers still in the air, stale manstink, maybe even the smell of piss. It's sufficient to get me boned up and ready for more action.
    2 points
  26. Perhaps not. But your posts are leaning sharply in that direction. And frankly, here's what bothers me about this. 1. You stated, early on, that "And him being weak unable to resist it made me feel as if i riaped [sic] him." 2. You've never ONCE said anything about him expressing an interest in this or making the first moves or whatever. In fact, other than talking about how he moans while getting fucked, you haven't posted ANYTHING that suggests he's seeking this out. 3. You've stressed in more than one post about how you see yourself as "helping" him - again, nudging into fetish territory. 4. You wrote in one post, about making him sit on your cock, "It made my dick so hard knowing that he was "trapped". I told him so and I kissed him. I fucked the hell outta him." Not that you two kissed - that YOU kissed HIM. I could go on and on, but it's starting to come across as a very creepy, rapey situation. I'm not saying disabled people can't fully and enthusiastically consent to sex (or even initiate/ask for it), even when the non-disabled person has to take the physical initiative and the disabled person may not be able to do much to direct or control things. But I'm not hearing one single iota of a suggestion that any of this is his idea.
    2 points
  27. When I top, I can definitely feel the difference between fucking raw and fucking with a condom. Fucking raw just feels way better on my dick, just the skin on skin contact alone. Releasing my load inside a guy fills me with this feeling that I am leaving a part of myself inside him and I find myself pushing my load deep inside him. if I found out that he squirted it out, it would insult me because I want my load to be fully absorbed into his body. I feel the strongest bond to the other guy when I am unloading and immediately after, especially when I can feel and see my own cum on my dick, leaking out of his ass before I pull out. For me, topping raw reduces me to my primitive state where my only desire is to deposit my seed inside someone, and accomplishing that is so satisfying. So that's why I like to bareback when I am topping and which is why I am willing to take on the risk. On the other hand, the few times I bottomed (different cocks 8+ inches no reason why it shouldn't rock my world), it didn't feel like anything was happening down there. Maybe my ass is just not sensitive but it felt like it was all about his pleasure and I was just the means to his pleasure, which I was OK with but there was no real physical pleasure from the fuck. even though I haven't bottomed raw, I doubt that I would have been able to tell the difference between a raw and condom dick in my ass. So my question is for guys who bottom raw: What do you get from barebacking that you couldn't get from being fucked with a condom? Do you really feel when a dick is raw inside you, is there a difference in how it feels in your ass? Would you be happy barebacking if the guy pulled out before cumming or is the load very important to you? I hope you can explain to me your experiences and feelings and just what's going on in your mind when you're bottoming raw, thanks
    1 point
  28. I think what suggests to those reading here that you may be fantasizing somewhat are expressions like “we almost slept together”. That implies a whole raft of possibilities, but to the outside observer, what you actually describe is simply you falling asleep and him leaving you very much alone. Indeed, we understand that he would have actually departed without waking you if it had been possible for him to lock your door. Conflating that into “we almost slept together” smacks of wishful thinking. I understand that you very much want something to be there, but there simply isn’t any evidence of it.
    1 point
  29. We are alike - I was growing up with a divorced mother , sexually active , I was very submissive - Obeying her as well as others !
    1 point
  30. I've had the pleasure of being fucked in a sling 2x, first time was the best. Couple hosted a party at their house. 30+ people there, mostly guys a few girls. After swallowing my third load of the night I wanted to get fucked. So when the sling opened up I got in. Third cock was fucking me while his date was standing there kissing his neck telling him what a good fuck he was giving me. I love being watched, took one more cock then climbed down. 2nd time was at a couples house, just the two of them but still a great time. I usually prefer doggie but sling is a very close 2nd.
    1 point
  31. Yes this is true for me to. The more unsafe sex I have the more I want it. I get kind of turned on by the risk actually, not knowing anything about my partner (partners) but going full on unprotected anyway is really sexy. And the pleasure in barebacking is so worth the consequences. Im more top for now, but will hopefully evolve over time to a cum dump, taking any load in my ass. Posts like yours are really inspiring!
    1 point
  32. Hotel is confirm and I will be taking any load!
    1 point
  33. Every Memorial day, my wife's parents have a family picnic. Wherever you are, what every you are doing, you are expected to drop everything and make the trip down from Cleveland to North Carolina. This past Memorial day, I was unable to make it due to work commitments. My wife left on Friday morning, and would be returning on Tuesday after Memorial Day. That left me 4 days home alone. Besides work, I had a lot of yard work to catch up on. We had just moved out to a rural area and I was in charge of roto-tilling almost 3/4 acre to get the vegetable garden ready. It was supposed to be a nice few days, so I got to work on it Saturday. Obviously, with the wife gone, my thoughts turned to a little bit of fun with a guy who I get together with every now and then. I e mailed him and he said he would be busy all weekend and unable to hook up. I was devastated. I had gone out and bought a new tube of KY lube and wanted to use it. I resigned myself to spending the weekend alone. I went out and rented a few porn videos, with thoughts of getting out my wifes dildo and going it alone. I changed into a pair of shorts and did not wear a shirt - I wanted to get a little bit of sun. I was busting my ass tilling up weeds, rocks and roots. Sweat was pouring out of me. I leaned over the tiller and took a short rest. A pickup truck slowed down and pulled off the the side of the road and honked the horn. Being out in the middle of nowhere, I'm used to people stopping and asking directions to the highway. They guy leaned over and yelled out the window "Looks like you could use a beer!" I wiped the sweat off of my face and said "thats the understatement of the year". He said "I'll pull in to your driveway and you can take a break". I shut the tiller down and walked up to the house. He opened up a cooler in the bed of his truck and there was at least a case of Labatt Blue (My favorite, being born and raised in Toronto Canada!). He introduced himself as Dave and said he was my next door neighbor (my nearest neighbor lives about a mile down the road) He said he had seen me working in the yard and cutting the grass on several occasions, but did not have an opportunity to welcome me to the "neighborhood" (we moved in July 2001). I sucked down the first beer, and it tasted like more. Before I knew it, I had drank 5 beers, Dave had 6. I was a half passed buzzed and said I needed to get my cigarettes from the house. I asked Dave in, gave him a tour of the place and headed down to the basement. It is nice and cool down there, and I had a refrigerator stocked with beer for the long weekend. My computer is also down there and Dave asked me if I had internet access. I logged on and he suggested a porn site he liked to visit. I let him sit in the driver's seat, and he clicked around and opened a few pictures of women getting fucked by studs with big cocks. Each picture we looked at, he said "nice size cock, eh?" I agreed with him. I started to get butterflies, wondering what he was getting at. After a few more fuck pictures, he clicked on a picture of a guy with his cock up another guy's ass. He tried to act surprised, and said "oops, what the hell is that?" We both kind of laughed nervously. He asked if I ever looked at that type of stuff, and I said "sure, I'm into just about anything". He clicked on another picture. This one, another guy was getting fucked in the ass doggie style, while sucking another stud's cock. "Nice" I said. Dave said "yaahhh!" and started to rub the bulge in his pants. My cock was already stiffening under my shorts. I drew closer behind Dave, and pressed my bulge against his back. That was all the subtle hint he needed. He turned around and looked up at me from the computer chair. I smiled at him, unbuttoned my shorts, pulled my zipper down and yanked my shorts and underwear off. My stiff cock was at his mouth level, and he put his hands around my ass and drew my cock into his mouth. It felt like heaven. Dave's tongue moved over my shaft as his head bobbed back and forth. I was getting so hot watching my cock disappear and then reappear from his lips. His hands massaged my ass cheeks and then came around and cupped my sack. Soon, I pulled Dave's lips from my hard cock and guided him off of the chair. He stood about 6'1, muscled and looked to be about 35 or 40. I kissed him deeply, our tongues intertwining. I asked him if he'd care to go upstairs to someplace more comfortable. I took Dave by the hand and lead him into the bedroom, where we kissed while I started to unbutton his pants. His bulging cock flopped out of it's restraints, and I felt the smooth hardness in my hands as he stepped out of his jeans and underwear. What a magnificent piece of meat. He had to be a good 8", thick and a bush patch of pubic hair surrounding it. I stepped back to admire his body, then dropped to my knees and took his cock hungrily into my mouth. I could feel him tensing his cock as I sucked it and licked it. My head bobbed up and down, as his hands guided the back of my head - forcing it farther over his huge shaft. I gagged a bit, but took it all in stride. Each time I put my tongue over his slit, I could taste his pre-cum oozing out. My head was dizzy with thoughts of having this wonderful cock shooting a hot load in my mouth. I went to work with purpose, sucking slightly harder on his blood engorged cock. Slurping and sucking, my tempo increased. I fondled his balls and ran my fingers up and down the crack of his ass. I stopped only for a moment to put some spit on my middle finger and inserted it in his hole, and continued to suck his cock. My finger probed deep into him, finding his prostate. Dave was moaning with the pleasure I was giving him. I looked up at him, and his head was tilted back as he thrust his hips into my face. Soon, his moans started to emanate from his throat, like some kind of animal. His thrusts became more urgent, and I knew he was going to blow his load. No, I thought. Not yet. I'm not through with him. I pulled my face away from his stiff shaft and laid him on the bed. I went over to the TV, turned it on, and shoved in the male fuck flick into the VCR. I came back and straddled his face with my legs and shoved my cock into his mouth. I turned my head to watch the action on the TV while Dave sucked and licked my cock. My hips started to move in rhythm with the action on the screen. A blond stud was getting his cock sucked by a young brown haired guy. Dave was no slouch in the looks department either. His mouth was hot and wet, but I had other ideas on when I was going to cum. I took the tube of KY off of the headboard and poured a glob of it on my fingers. Lifting my ass up, I reached around and found the opening of my ass and inserted my fingers. The coldness of the lube kind of surprised me, and I took a quick breath. I told Dave to put his fingers up my ass and open me up, because I wanted his cock inside me. He did as he was told. First one finger, then two, then three. I'd rather be stretched out before hand, than suffer the pain of initial penetration. Dave's meaty fingers probed the depth of my man cunt, stretching me out little by little while he continued to suck on my hard cock. The action on the TV was hot and heavy too. Blond guy was blowing a load all over brown haired guys face. I'm not ready to cum yet, but I'm getting there. Removing my cock from Dave's mouth cause a suction noise. The coolness of the air against my wet cock felt absolutely frigid. I moved down on Dave's body and found the thick cock he was sporting and ran it up and down the length of my lubed ass. He arched his hips and I put the head at the opening of my ass hole. I lowered my ass down onto his shaft slowly. The head of his cock penetrated the tight opening of my man cunt. So far so good. Slowly I lowered my ass onto him little by little. Even with being pre-stretched by his fingers, there was some pain. I was in control of how much of this pole I was going to allow inside me at one time. I'd go down an inch or so and get used to the pain. Eventually, he was balls to the wall - all the way inside me. I stopped for a few moments to get used to Dave's entire length. I turned to the action on the TV. There was heavy breathing and moans that mirrored blond stud's cock going in and out of brown hair guy's ass. Blonde guy was fucking brown haired guy like a bitch. Brown haired guy was on his back with his legs in the air, and blond guy was on top of him, missionary style. That's what I wanted, but not just yet. I was sitting on Dave, and his cock was impaling me. Slowly, I moved my ass off of his shaft. It felt like fire in my hole. I needed to take a breath and readjust to the void left by his cock. It burned like a hot poker. The pain subsided and I let my ass go back down, engulfing his hardness. Less pain this time. That's a good thing. It's been too long since I've had my ass invaded by a cock. Pulling my ass up off of his shaft once more, the pain was gone! I looked down at Dave and our eyes met. He knew what I was thinking. I wanted it. I wanted to be fucked by his cock - hard and fast. I rode him for a minute or two more. Slowly. I laid down on him, and we kissed deeply, as his cock moved in and out of my man cunt. Our hips moved in rhythm. His cock was big enough where it did not come out of my hole as we made love. Dave moaned and whispered that "he wanted to fuck me like the slut bitch I was". We both rolled our bodies in unison, now I was on my back and Dave was on top of me. During the "roll over" my ass muscles tightened so much, Dave almost got milked and came before he wanted to. He pulled out of my ass and paused, looking at the ceiling. His heavy breaths told me what was going on. When he got himself back under control, he took both of my legs and raised them in the air, exposing my hole completely. Dave spit on his right hand and stroked his enormous tool and put the head of it back to my awaiting ass. It seemed like an eternity between the time he pulled out and the time he finally re-entered me. I was good and relaxed, so when he shoved the length of his cock up me, there was no pain what so ever, only pleasure. He had the view of the TV now, I could not see it - I could only only hear the heavy breathing, moans and groans of pleasure and imagine what blond stud was doing to brown hair guy. Dave sank the length of his shaft deep into me, and withdrew - almost to the point of being totally out of me. Then he would shove it back in. I was in extasy. Dave bent over and kissed me deeply as he fucked my hot, willing ass. I stretched my neck to see the action going on with the video. Dave responded by picking me up and moving me sideways across the bed, so we could both see the TV. Blonde guy was pounding brown haired guy's ass faster and faster. Dave responded by increasing the tempo of his thrusts accordingly. The heat of the friction of Dave's ass against my ass wass like an aphrodisiac. I tried to meat his thrusts with thrusts of my own. I could feel my own prostate being massaged by his cock. I have never been so satisfied in my life. Dave's shaft was pounding my ass like a piston, and I was loving it. Each thrust caused his sack to hit above my ass crack, the sound was so satisfying. His hands had my ankles and held them at the 12 o'clock position, as his cock pummled me incessantly. In a moment of genius, Dave pulled out of me and had me roll over and get on my hands and knees while he mounted me from behind. He found the tube of KY on the headboard and applied some to his hand and lubed up the shaft of my cock. The left over lube, he withdrew from my ass and reapplied it to the length of his shaft and re- inserted it in me. I could now jack myself off as he fucked me from behind like a dog. I felt so filthy and dirty listening to the sound of his cock slamming in and out of my ass while I jacked my own cock off. Dave slammed his cock into me harder and harder. My head was buried in a pillow, my shoulders absorbing the thrusts of his cock. His moaning began again, which was the signal to me that he couldn't hold on much longer. It wouldn't be long now till he came. Faster and faster his thrusts became. I could hear the sounds of the porn video and Daves grunts and the sound of his flailing cock in one beautiful harmony. Dave's breath became short and labored as his cock spasmed and quivered inside of my man cunt. I could feel the white hot jets of his cum shooting into me. That was all I needed to whack my own rod into a mind blowing orgasm. Dave's guttural moans emanating from deep in his throat caused me to keep cumming and cumming while his cock pounded my ass mercilessly. He collapsed on top of me as my knees buckled. I could still feel his magnificent cock spasming as we booth lay sweating and gasping for air. It took several minutes before we could manage to move. Dave's now soft cock was forced out of my ass. He rolled over onto his back. I gathered up the strength to get up and go between his legs and suck his now flacid cock. His cock was slippery with his cum and some KY jelly and tasted like heaven. When I was finished cleaning his cock, I moved back over him and kissed him - our tongues intertwining once more. We got up and hopped in the shower together. Dave's body was still tense with sexual tension. We finished up the shower and dried off and got dressed. We drank a few more beers and those feelings started to come up again. I grabbed the tube of KY, shoved it in my pocket and we headed outside. We went behind my barn. There, we stood facing each other, Dave reached over and pulled me to him and we kissed. "I want you again" he whispered. "I have to have you" he moaned. "Yes!" I said to him as we tore off our clothes right then and there. I went to relube my ass, but he stopped me. "You should still be hot and wet" he told me. With that, Dave spit into the opening of my ass hole and spit on his hand and smeared it on his engorged cock. He probed the entrance to me once more and uncerimoniously shoved the length of his cock inside my awaiting hole. It burned once more like a hot poker, but the pain quickly subsided. He went to work immediately - his shaft impaling my now tender ass. We fucked like two animals in the cool grass. Once more, his hands had me by the ankles over my head, exposing my willing hole to his merciless thrusts. He fucked my ass like a jack hammer. No slow movement, but a quick paced assault on me. Dave was moaning in no time, and I knew he would not last as long as the last time. Faster and faster his thrust became. He moaned very loudly and pulled out of me spraying his hot load in my face. I reached up and tried to meet his cock with my mouth, but ended up with his white sticky load everywhere but my tongue. Dave smeared the head of his cock all over my face. I took my fingers and moved his load into my mouth to taste the sweetness of his cum. Eventually we both got up and got dressed. I walked him back to his pickup truck and kissed him good bye. His wife and children go out of town every other weekend to see her ex husband for visitation. I can't wait for next week. Maybe my ass will be healed by then.
    1 point
  34. My father broke me in and turned me out at a very young age. Definitely affected who I became and I wouldn’t change it for the world. He was sent to prison for these acts but I wasn’t the one who put him there.
    1 point
  35. I'm not sure if this counts or not, but a couple of years ago I had sex with a sexy black top man that was deaf and mute. We only cummunicated via text and then rudimentary finger spelling, but we had the best sex -- so fucking hot. We made out like crazy and for near 2 hours and I soaked up 2 of his delicious loads overnight.
    1 point
  36. Thanks for bringing up the matter of hearing impairment. It’s the #1 disability in America, and make no mistake , it is a disability. I am significantly hearing impaired. I often want to shout in frustration when sex partners persist in whispering during sex, as if they’ve watched too many Doris Day/Rock Hudson movies and think pillow talk can only be sexy if you whisper. It’s not sexy at all for me if I can’t understand you. I can’t normally wear my hearing aids during sex. I could write a treatise on this.
    1 point
  37. In one of my previous posts, I did write about a very hot and memorable experience at Steamworks Toronto where I was fucked and seeded (a huge load!) by a younger deaf hottie. I was able to understand him as I've worked with deaf people before. He creamed my hole good! Fond memories.
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  38. Part three The next few days were a blur. Roger had taken me home, thankfully to an empty house. He started the shower and pushed me in. Then to my surprise climbed in after me. He soaped me down all the while his hard cock knocking into my sudsy skin. I turned my back to him pulling his arms tight around me. "Its okay," I said, "go for it." He wasted no time pushing himself into me. "Oh man you feel so good, all that hot cum inside you. I love it." I was shocked after a night of being fucked and then fisted that I could still feel aroused. Roger was nuzzling my neck and his right hand drifted to my rapidly inflating cock. "Cum is the best lube he moaned." I had to admit he had a point, nothing else in my sexual life had prepared me for the feeling of being fucked bareback and loaded. I only wish it had been my choice. I pulled Roger's hand off my cock so he could concentrate on fucking me. He held me close grinding his crotch with an ever increasing tempo. "Roger," I cooed, "do you like me." "I think I love you," he growled into the back of my head. His orgasm was approaching. I pulled away to face him. "What are you...," I interrupted him with a kiss. "Prove it." I grabbed his face and made him look at me. "Prove you care for me. Help me." I kissed him hard. "I need you." Roger cracked a sweet smile and waggled his hips into me. "I got you covered man, whatever you need." "Promise." "I solemnly swear," he held up a hand Boy Scout style and then effortlessly turned and re-entered me in one smooth move. This time the fucking was a dick rampage and I had to brace myself against the tiles. Roger was hitting all the right places. I just sort of melted into him and the hands free orgasm that rolled through my bones left me weak-kneed and in danger of kissing the bath matt. Roger had my back, partly so he could finish nutting in my hole. I watched Roger's peacefully sleeping face as I picked up my phone and punched in a number I swore I'd never use. It had been a long time since I heard the voice on the line but no matter, I had a lot to say. Mark was gone for five days. It was no mystery, checking my credit card activity I saw he had flown to New Orleans for a stay at the Ritz. Sadly he returned Friday evening in full form. Sam followed close behind a brutish smile smeared across his face. "Well babe," Mark drawled, "Looks like you have a fan." He gave my chin a friendly tap and dropped to recline on the bed still in his shoes. He knew I hated it when he did that. "One of them gangbangers at the party took a shine to your ass and has requested a special date, just the three of us...plus him." "And his checkbook," chimed in Sam. They both laughed. Mark hopped off the bed to face me. "Saturday night. You know what to do, be ready by eight pm. Now get the fuck out my room before I slap that stupid look off your face." I fled before Sam could decide he'd rather I stayed and smiled the whole way to the guest room. You know what they say about a date, two's company, three's a crowd and four....well... that's a party and I had a few more names to add to the guest list. All day Saturday the weather was shit and by evening the storm clouds rolled in releasing sheets of rain. Mark and Sam, however, were in high spirits as they drove me to our date with the gangbanger. I was, as requested, dressed in a pale grey suit. I chose a periwinkle shirt and matching socks. No one ever confused me with straight. Our destination was a non-descript building in the middle of no where. The knock was swiftly answered by a silent goon and we were led to a room modestly furnished with a sofa, comfortable chairs and a bar. Mood lighting gave the space a warm glow and we were told to make ourselves comfortable. Once seated our host, a man in his sixties with still dark hair slicked to his scalp entered the room. "Gentlemen, I am gratified to have you." He inclined his head. "Thank you for coming. May I offer you a drink?" he gestured to the bar. Mark and Sam made their choices and after a long look from our host I declined. "A toast is in order," the man raised his glass, "to our favorite party favor, may this night be to his liking." Mark and Sam gave each other puzzled look but eagerly downed the excellent scotch. "Thank you Uncle Ruben," I said carefully watching my boyfriend for his reaction. It took a moment to register. "What the fuck!" Sam was the first to react. Uncle Ruben nodded. "Its quite true. Maternal uncle that is and quite the black sheep of the family. When my nephew called me from out of the blue you could have knocked me over with a feather." Mark, poor greedy stupid Mark, wasn't catching on. "You're a sick fuck," he was amused more than horrified. "Boning your own nephew, that's screwed up." He chortled obviously loving idea. Sam cuffed him on the shoulder. "I don't think that's what this is." He looked back and forth between my uncle and I like an idiot at a tennis match. "Correct," Uncle Ruben was about to set the stage for me. "My nephew had quite a story to tell me," he stood hands at his back staring down my boyfriend and his lover. "Of course I wasn't too thrilled to hear he was faggot but I'm a modern man and he's family so there you go. And when it comes to family," he punched his chest passionately, "my family....no one and I mean no one fucks with them and gets a way with it." I smiled, truly smiled for the first time in many days. "You boys messed with the wrong clan," Uncle Ruben shrugged with his arms wide open, "and now you two are well and truly fucked." And with that walked away leaving me with two stunned and speechless assholes who little understood how bad things were about to get for them. Sam jumped to his feet. "I'm getting the fuck out of here." Without bothering to wait for Mark he made for the door only to have his progress hindered by the goon. "Its no use Sam," I informed him. "Please have a seat." I pointed to the cushion next to Mark. "The drugs you just imbibed will have you unconscious in short order and I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself in the fall." Marked peered into his glass a look of horror creasing his handsome face. Sam sat down in silent anger after hurtling the tumbler across the room. The pear shaped notes of it shattering against the concrete was music to my ears and as if on cue muffled thunder rolled over the roof electrifying the air with the promise of destruction. I don't think I ever felt more alive. Mark was the first to drop off. I had a speech prepared but it was not necessary. He slumped against Sam who promptly pushed him away, the empty tumbler rolling onto the plush carpet. Sam remained silent while I retrieved the glass then energetically hurled it across the room to join its companion. I shouted with manic joy before the echo of the pulverized crystal could be stifled by the growing storm. Sam's eyes drowned in panic before he too keeled over. Sadly being seated did not help. He crashed to floor knocking his head on the coffee table. That was going to leave a bruise I thought as I helped myself to a sparkling water. I needed to keep hydrated for the evenings festivities. Sam was first to awaken with a sudden intake of breath. He tried to focus his eyes on Roger as the needle was removed from his arm and Roger moved to stand beside me. "You backstabbing son of a bitch," Sam spat at my grinning friend. "We paid you more than enough to help us." He struggled maniacally at the restraints keeping him manacled to the sling. "God damn greedy faggot," he continued to bellow, "I am going to break your fucking neck." With a gesture from me the goon slapped Sam hard enough to loosen teeth and he quieted down nicely. "Dude," Roger was actually apologetic. "Do you even know how rich this guy is," he pointed at me and winked. "I couldn't say no to that much cash. You understand." "That's right Sam. I am loaded or at least my family is." From inside my suit coat I removed an oddly shaped set of pliers and began to play with it. "You see Mark assumed I was a trust fund baby who spent afternoons trotting around on polo ponies and eating cucumber sandwiches." From my other pocket I removed a coarse but tiny rubber band and began to fit it over a set of four prongs on the pliers. I went on, "but here's the thing Sam. I grew up in Texas. Our ponies weren't used for polo." I scissored the pliers making the band expand and retract. " Texas is known for two things Sam, cattle and oil. Lucky me we had plenty of both, hence all that cash I get to throw around when I am in the mood." Sam couldn't take his eyes off my toy. I could not blame him for that considering what I was planning on doing with it. "Do you know what this is Sam," I held the pliers for closer inspection. "While you spent your time knocking up your wife and Mark was roofying high school jocks I was on a horse following my father around the ranch. Days spent in the saddle has a way of toughening a guy up wouldn't you say." "And some of those days were spent turning bulls into steers." I scrutinized the castration pliers like it was a work of art. "I don't think I need to explain how it works." The look Sam gave me confirmed my suspicion but I went on. "It's relatively painless. Once the band is released around the scrotum," I waved the tool in the general direction of Sam's nads as he squirmed gratifyingly ,"tissue begins to die within sixty seconds. After less than ten minutes the damage is irreversible." Sam stammered, "You can't, you aren't....I mean you're not going to...." he trailed off too horrified by the possibilities to continue. "That Sam, is up to you." I rounded the sling so I could face him properly. "Unlike your decision to drug and gang rape me I am going to give you a choice. Choice number One is to slowly have your balls choked of life and drop off or," I pointed to a nearby curtain with a flourish, "you can see what's behind door number two." Sam gave the briefest of nods. "Roger if you would do the honors." Roger pulled the cord revealing Sam's 26 year old son Sam Jr. stripped, out cold and also strapped into a sling.
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  39. Walking up to the door, I paused to make sure I was ready. Porn...Check! Lube....Check! Condoms...Check! Around noon, I got a text message from an fuck buddy named Jim to meet him at his house later that night for a surprise he had for me. He wouldn't tell me what it was, but, I would love it. After I knocked, He came to the door, and invited me in. "So, What's the surprise?" I inquired. "In do time," Jim replied. "For now, go into the bathroom and put this on," he says, while handing me a black jock strap. Jim likes underwear that shows off my ass. When we first got talking two years ago, he sent me a pic of his beautiful, hugh cock, while I sent him a picture of my big booty. An hour later, I was bent over an table, getting my ass fucked by his cock. As I walked out of the bathroom, I see Jim naked on the couch, with his dick in his hands. "So what do you think," I asked, while jiggling my ass in front of his face. Jim stood up behind me, grabbed my hips, and began to grind his cock between my ass cheeks. "Damn, that ass is hot," he replied. Jim then proceed to take one of his hands and smack me on the ass, leaving it there to grab a hand full of booty meat to show his approval. "That surprise and I are going to wear your ass out tonight," he continued. As he took one of his fingers and pushed it into my hole. "Oh..So my surprise is more cocks to play with ?" I asked. As I put my hands on knees and bent over a little to give him easier access to my tight hole. "You'll just have to wait and see," he answered back. All the while, inserting another finger into my booty hole and thrusting them back and forth, as I let out a faint moan to show my approval. Jim removed his fingers from my hole and positioned me on my knees in front of him. His hard cock staring right at me, like it knew it's next stop was in my mouth and down my throat. I opened my mouth wide ready to receive his swollen sex organ. Jim palmed the back off my head and shoved his cock to the back of my throat. This went on until tears ran down my eyes, rivers of dro(ol ran down chain, and choking on cock. I couldn't take it a second longer and pushed back from his cock to catch my breath. "NO. NO. NO.." Jim's response to my plight. "You do this every time my cock is down your throat and I've got a good rhythm," He says with an mixture of annoyance and a state of sexual arousal. Tom places both of his hands on the back my head. "I'm Sorry, let.." Are the only words I got out before Jim rammed his cock back down my throat and begun to skull fuck. "Now Bitch! Listen!! No surprise for you or your fat booty, unless you let me use your throat the way I please." He growl, shoving several inches of man sausage down my gullet. Jim kept up the fast and hard pace of feeding me his cock. Pushing cock in my mouth until his balls slapped my chin and back out until his fat mushroom cock head touched my two front teeth. By now, tears and drool came uncontrollably out of my eyes and mouth, with Jim seemingly not wanting to stop anytime soon. I places my hand on his hip and push away from his blow job assault on my tonsils as Jim kept trying to force my mouth back on his cock. "What's wrong with you tonight?" I asked Jim with confusion in my voice. "You're acting like an crazy person who doesn't know how to control his urges." Jim still palming both sides of my head, started to squeeze with an death grip so tight that I couldn't move, he was in control and positioned my head, so that I was looking up at him. His face red and breath heavy from all the forced skull fucking he gave me, Jim replied, "Bitch! You prance around town with your big booty, getting everybody's dick hard, only looking to get you booty fucked." Jim kept squeezing my head harder. "Your dick sucking skills are shit!" He said, squeezing my head even hard. "Now BIITTTCCHH!!! I want more of the back of that throat, So give it up or So help me god I'm going to pop your head like an grape!" By now I was scared for my life and wanted to leave as quickly as possible. "Please don't hurt me," I begged Tom. So I opened my mouth wide so Jim wouldn't hurt me, with tears flowing from my eyes down to my cheeks, and dropping to the ground. This was a side of Jim I'd never before, he'd never complained about my dick sucking before. I was trying to figure out what gives now? I'm not the greatest at giving fellatio, but, I always thought I could hold my own. "Jim.. Baby.. I do the best can at sucking coc...." At that moment, Jim became impatient and slap me hard across the face like a hoe who angers her pimp. "Bitch!!! Less talking and more opening that throat," He answered back. So by now, not only did I have tears streaming down my and dry drool all over my chin. But also an large hand print across my face. At this point I open my mouth wide so he will not hurt me anymore. That's when Jim force feeds me all his cock from the head of his cock touching the back of my throat to his hairy large balls resting on my silva dried chin and then just held it. It felt like forever, my throat is not use to this type of abuse. I was choking on prick, gasping for air, and he wouldn't let me catch my breath. I was screening my mind signs of Jim being like this and nothing came to mind. "That's right bitch! You choke on that cock," he said still gripping my tight, pressuring more dick down the hatch. "Tonight, you're going to learn to sucking dick right or choke and die trying.... BITCH!!!!" Jim told me, forcing more cock and now his Hugh balls in my mouth. Nobody has ever forced cock and balls in my mouth. I was kind of proud at that moment and impressed with myself. However, Jim wasn't, he kept my head in place choking me with his tool. As he kept it up, the room started to spin, everything started going black, and Jim's voice started to tune out. "OH. MY. GAWD... Jim is so mad at me.. He's really going to choke me to death with his cock and balls" I thought to myself in terror. "See!!! You can take dick up the booty hole like a man, but, take dick down the gullet like a hesitant little bitch" Jim taunted, As he let me go and I hit the floor, pasted out from lack of oxygen. "Three Big dick booty and throat fuckers are on their way right now, that's the surprise. Total domination of both your holes." Jim proclaimed. As I came to, I asked Jim why was he doing this me? My dick sucking wasn't that bad. I could learn to be an good cock sucker if it was. "BITCH!!! you think that's the only issue you and me have ", he yelled, while towering over me. "As long as we've been fucking, you make me wear condoms, the only... and I mean the only reason I put up with it. Is because of those fat ass cakes you got dragging behind you. So tonight.. BITCH!!!! Throat fucking and raw dawgin' that booty hole is on the menu." Jim ranted, with animal lust in his eyes. "but. but. but... Jim," I wimpered, " I like playing with you being safe to keep healthy , so we can keep playing... Don't you want that???" I replied, trying to reason with the horny, deranged man with a cock so hard and stiff, that not only could he choke me to death with it. He might be able to summon enough strength to beat me to death with it. "BBBIIITTTCCCHHH!!!!" Jim howled angrily, raising his hand to sky and pimp slapping me back to the floor. "That is the stupidest shit I've heard in my life and you're not getting away with it tonight." He ranted on, wagging his figure in my face. "Them fat cakes can only get you out of so much trouble before the devil comes to collect. You pussy piece of shit. Big dick are coming to fucking you tonight and the smallest is 7.5 in and super thick, you wanna be dick slut." As Jim's insanely, deranged rant continued on. I just cowered on the ground, listening to his rant and watching his hard cock, swing between his legs, and clapping from left thigh to right thigh. I was becoming dicknotized by the Jim's meat, making it hard for me to get out this scary problem. Jim noticed me looking at his cock. This made Jim even more upset for some reason. He grabbed me by the throat and bent me over the couch, face down ass exposed up in the air, with another one of his figures back up my asshole again. "Bitch!!, four big dicks are fucking raw dawgin you tonight, Bitch!!!" As Jim pulls me back to whisper in my and nibble on my ear some. "So.. you can give up the booty willingly or have four big cock take that booty by force. I really hope you decided to fight us, because that will make bust a Nutt inside you even sweeter. Jim says in a intimidating manner. All of a sudden there was a knock at the door.. I had hoped it was help, but, Jim's friends had arrived with big dicks you could see through the outlines of their jean. Big dicks horny for big booty and at this point, I had no choice but to give up my big round cakes willingly.
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  40. 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.
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  41. I use Fleet mineral oil enemas when I clean out. No top has ever needed lube 🙂
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  42. I was 10 and my first was my father. I knew that I wanted him and he was always very loving and gentle with me.
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  43. Sweat in the Locker Room I heard from Chase on Friday and he had gone to get tested at the clinic. "They said I wouldn't have any results until Monday or Tuesday. Tyler still looks like hell but he can at least sip the gatorade you brought. The fever is down a bit too" he said. Saturday's update said that Tyler was looking a little better and had eaten something but still was weak and sore. I was going to tell Gabriel about what was going on with them but I decided it would just get him thinking about his own unexpected conversion. Instead, Gabriel and I surfed the apps looking for someone he wanted us to fuck together. I let him take the lead, but after showing him a few poz bottoms he started showing me neg ones. It surprised me but I didn't say anything. He chatted with a few guys and seemed to be really interested in one of them. "Shit!" he yelled out. I raised my head and looked over and he explained "the guy doesn't want to do a 3 way with two guys he doesn't know." I nodded and replied "Yeah, makes sense. We know we're good guys, but he doesn't. People are ugly sometimes, so he's just trying to be safe. Not totally safe, but except for the bug... safe. If he's up for meeting you, then go. Once he knows you're not an ass or a thief or a murderer, then maybe I can go next time." He looked at me in disbelief. "Gabriel, I told you I think it's hot knowing you're hooking up with other guys. Go fuck his brains out and have fun" I told him. He shook his head but typed away on the tablet. A few minutes later he asked "You sure?" and I nodded yes. He cleaned up and looked back once more to confirm I was cool with it. "Go!" I yelled out and watched him head out the door. My search continued, but now it was just for me. After a few rejections and no replies from some others, I found one guy that looked interesting. BRStud27 listed himself as a top, but his main pic was an ass shot. A fucking sexy ass shot. The kind you want to bury your face in and come up for air three days later. The rest of the pics looked damn good too. His profile said "Love to get rimmed before I fuck a guy" so I assumed the ass pic was to show what he wanted prospective bottoms to feast on. The initials "BR" didn't line up with any of the neighborhoods around here and with his caramel skin I began to think he might be Brazilian. His stats said he was neg but would fuck any status. The message I sent saying "sexy ass. b hot 2 rim it but I never stop there" got a quick reply of "thx. 2 bad we r on same side." My next message of "my dik would feel good in u" got "mine wud feel better in u" as a reply. There were a few more playful messages but I knew it was just flirting that was going nowhere. No one else really looked good so I closed the laptop and thought a moment. Slowly, I got up off the couch and decided I'd be the saintly one and go workout at the gym. After changing into some sweats and a tee, I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door. "Hey, Milo" I said as I got to the front desk of the gym and checked in. Milo was a wiry, blond, college aged guy that had been working at the gym since they re-opened. He didn't have a lot of muscle on him and acted pretty femme at times, but he was a nice guy and worked hard keeping the place clean and running smoothly. I had tried a few times to get into his shorts, but he was faithful to his boyfriend. He could suck as much dick as he wanted but fucking was off the table. Unlike a lot of guys his age, he stuck to the limits his boyfriend gave him. He was a damn fine cocksucker and if you found him in the locker room he was usually on his knees. "Still on the short leash?" I asked him and he smiled back at me. "Yup. Only one guy gets this ass" he replied, turning the smile into a grin. "Lucky guy. If you ever want to try something different, my offer is still good" I said back to him, giving him a wink. Some guys are sluts and will fuck anyone and others find a good match and know they shouldn't fuck it up by messing around. I respected him for choosing his path and sticking to it. I was definitely on the slut side. I grabbed a locker and changed into my workout gear. I was already a little ripe when I got to the gym and the longer I worked out the stronger the smell got. My usual workout was a bit of cardio and a bit of strength training. In the old days I'd finish off with a dozen laps of the pool, but since they still had it closed, I did laps of the track instead. The last lap I walked to cool down and I headed toward the locker room. The locker room scene was like a lot of the gyms in the gayborhood. You could see almost everything there and today was no different. As I walked into the locker room, I saw Milo on his knees with his back to the wall, sucking a guy off. The top looked familiar and the closer I got, the harder I tried to figure out why. My jock started to fill out as I approached the two of them and when I got to the other side of them, I saw the tattoo that reminded me who the guy was. BRStud27 looked even better in the flesh than his profile pics. His hands were pressed against the wall as Milo worked his magic with his tongue, lips and throat. Moving a little closer I gently put my hands on his shoulders and leaned in, whispering "Very sexy ass" before slowly tracing my tongue down his back. My hands grasped each mound of muscle and pried them apart just before my tongue got there. Breathing deep, I found his scent intoxicating. My tongue lapped around, feeling the tightness of his pucker and the strands of hair along the crevice. He may have jerked a little from my first touch, but as my tongue flicked, lapped and poked he settled down and moaned louder than he had with just Milo working him over. My hand reached up to tug on his balls, but I found that Milo had beaten me to it. My hand moved back and pulled his butt cheeks open a little more and I began to tongue fuck him. It didn't take long and he started bucking his hips back before thrusting forward, shoving his cock into Milo's throat. We continued like this for several minutes and his ass and my face were covered in a thick layer of spit. I knew he said "top only" in his profile but I needed to try and see if there wasn't a little bit of unadvertised versatility in him. I traced my tongue back up his spine, letting my hands free to push my shorts down and slide the pouch of jock to the side to release my very stiff cock. Milo must have sensed that I had stood up and I felt the back of his hands as they grasped the guy's butt. Whether he intended to help me or not, he pried the guy's crack wide open for my cock to slide between. Each of my hands held the top guy's so he was pinned to the wall. I rocked my hips, humping his butt for several strokes and I heard him grunt lightly. I didn't hear him say "no" or shake his head, so a few seconds later I speared my cock between the mounds of muscle to his spit covered hole. He panted a little as I wiggled and pushed until my cock poked inside. He gasped and I heard a strained groan as he got used to the head of my cock just inside his ring. His body quivered a little followed by a few more gasps and a long, quiet "fuuuucccckkkkk." When the tightness released slightly from his ring, I began to slowly roll my hips. My cock dug a little deeper with each stroke, stretching him just a little bit more. He was a lot tighter than most guys I fucked and it became obvious that he really was just a top. I doubted that i was the first guy to fuck him, but the last had been a long time ago. I had expected him to struggle and shut me down, but he didn't. I'm sure that if Milo hadn't been sucking like crazy it wouldn't have been this easy. My strokes began to get longer and he leaned his head back on my shoulder and let out a protracted moan. "I was right, my dick does feel good inside you" I whispered in his ear before giving a firm thrust. "Oh... god... yeah..." he said, giving a quick push back onto my cock. His hips started to rock as he fucked his cock into Milo's throat and then his ass back on to my shaft. I slowed my own movements and let him control the fuck for a bit. After a few minutes I started to drive in as he pushed back. He was taking it a lot better than I imagined and he did give a few squeezes with his ass here and there. I'm not sure if he reached his limit or if Milo did something to trigger him, but suddenly his breathing got raspy and he gave several seconds of quick thrusts before I felt his hole spasm around my cock. I briefly wondered if Milo was going to drown in cum before my own orgasm began. I thrust in hard a few times and then held him tight as volleys of cum pumped into his tight ass. "Oh fuck... fuck... FUCK" he gasped as both of our orgasms faded. I wasn't sure how much of my profile he read and if he was starting to freak out about the poz load that was now stewing in his guts. My hips began to rock again, churning up the cream inside him for a few more minutes. He wasn't trying to wiggle his way out, so I decided to just ignore the comment and slowly pulled back until my softening cock fell from his hole. The cum that fell to the floor was a little pink and once I was far enough back I let go of his hands. "Damn, that was good" I said as he backed away and pulled his cock from Milo's mouth. Some cum was dripping off his chin, but Milo licked most of what was left on his lips. BRStud27 seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet and his stunned expression told us that he wasn't expecting anything more than a quick blowjob. I reached out my hand and pulled Milo to his feet and we all headed off to the showers. Once I was cleaned off, I went back to my locker and got dressed. As I was tying my shoes, I heard over my shoulder "Thanks, that was hot. I haven't taken a cock since I left Brazil about ten years ago. I hope we can do it again some time and maybe flip." "Mmmhmm, it was" I replied, ignoring any thought of flipping. We walked out of the gym together, waving at Milo who was back at the front desk. I turned left at the sidewalk and he went right. I felt good with a pair of empty balls and I wondered if Gabriel's hookup went as well. I walked in the door and heard Gabriel yell out "Shit!" I followed the sound to the bathroom and found Gabriel holding a condom full of water with a steady stream coming out of the tip. "Wha?" I asked as I stood in the doorway, looking confused. "I grabbed these condoms at Steam last time since they had some free large ones there. After I fucked the guy today, the tip was empty when I pulled out and now I know why. I bred the fucker without even knowing" he said, somewhat distraught. "Well, you tried. I heard from Tim that guys poke holes in those condoms so I guess it's true" I replied.
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  44. i used to frequent that book store on I 80 in Ottawa IL, it felt like i was going down memory lane. i love to get fucked in the dark rooms there and occationally go to the rec room, watch some tv/pool playing and look out the window for cars to pull up. took many loads inside me and with no light, you "Feel" the cum shots inside are more pronounced since it's only feel and no sight. we should go there sometime.
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  45. PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?
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  46. Your best bet would be to go to Thailand. There are several reputable centres who will castrate you for a fee.
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  47. Been shaving since college, the key is consistency. Shave in the shower every morning, balls shaved, pubes trimmed to small patch. Whether you shave or not, trim up men... nothing worse IMHO than a full on bush... 😉
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  48. I bareback because I'm a sissy tranny. I'm turned on by the feel of a hard naked cock ramming into my tight warm hole and spurting spunk inside me. I feel so alive and fucking slutty knowing the risks I'm taking with each load but that's the fun as well. X
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  49. What I get from bottoming raw is knowing that there's nothing I can possibly do to stop my body from absorbing another man's DNA. The mental stimulation I get from feeling a raw cock breeding me brings so much physical pleasure. I get a lot of my pleasure from having my body used by another man as a means for his pleasure. It's not the same when guys pull out, I need to take their cum inside me once they start fucking me, otherwise I feel like I've failed my top.
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  50. i went down that path about a year ago. no regrets on this decision. Taking cum from men in need is my calling
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