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I've been wearing this same jock to the gym for the last 2 weeks (5x/week), including under my bikini while I tan (I love tan lines). Sometimes I go into my home dressing room during the work day to take a big whiff, and DAMN I smell good. Anyone else do that?

I wrote about this several years ago, here on BreedingZone. But, I'll do the cliff notes version here. About 10 years ago, I frequented a very small ABS in Honolulu. The arcade only had 5 booths with 2 glory holes. One day, I arrived there just after it opened at 10am. I was the only one in the store, except for the store clerk. He was an attractive black man in his early 50's. I went into the arcade and began to watch some films. I heard someone enter the arcade. I looked through the glory hole to see if I could see who was in the arcade. Through the hole and through the open door of the booth next to mine, I could see the clerk in the arcade hall, leaning against the wall, stroking his cock. He motioned for me to join him in the hallway. I left my booth and went to him, dropped to my knees and began to suck his cock. He stopped me and said, stay here. I'll lock the front door. He locked the door and then came back to the arcade. He pulled his pants and briefs down to his ankles and I again sucked him until I could taste his precum. Then he told me to drop my pants and bend over. I did it, he spit on my hole a few times and on his cock, while I sniffed my poppers. He slid up into me and fucked me hard and deep for several minutes before he filled my hole with his seed. I found that if I arrived at the store just as he was opening up, he'd always be able to come back into the arcade to fuck me. The store would start to get busy around noon. By then it was too late to have the privacy, so that he could fuck me. But, I got nearly a dozen of his loads in me before the store eventually closed down. There were also times he would give a customer he knew the "heads up" that I was back in the arcade and would let them breed me. 3 or 4 times I had guys come to the arcade and tell me the clerk told them I'd let them fuck me. I always appreciated it. It was a sad day when that store closed.

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.

Sniffing on a warm just removed used jock or underpants whilst being fucked is way better than a bottle of poppers for me.

Used to have a profile at a forum called Jockstrap Locker Room. One thing in particular I liked about that forum was the ability to buy or swap used, seeded and scented jocks with other men. Damn, I got some of my best jocks from those horny swaps in there 😈

If you are going to wear a jock either as regular underwear or at the gym they must never see the inside of a washing machine. They should absorb all the musk, sex smell, sweat, piss and cum stains that come out of a man's body. I've got several jocks that I wear on an occasional basis that I have had for years and have never been washed. I keep them in bags to make sure the stink doesn't escape. I used to belong to Jockstrap Locker Room too and I met a local guy with whom I used to swap jocks, wear them for a few months and then send them back. It was so fuckin hot having another man's stink mixing with mine.

Not much better than a jock that's holding onto the smell of a man. It's fucking perfect.

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."

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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Rob's cock fucked me at a steady pace, not pulling too far out before ramming his hips into my ass. My head was pulled back into the sling from behind by William, a poppered up cloth covered my lower face, a blindfold covered my eyes. The poppers did their job, loosing my ass and my inhibitions. Rob slowly stroked my cock and every once in a while would grab my balls, using them to bring the sling into him. Rob pulled out and they traded places. The poppered rag was removed and Rob's balls were placed on my face near my mouth, they smelled of a long days work, but not too fowl. William had no problem entering my ass, his cock was about the same, but his boney hips hit my ass and thighs rather than Rob's large stomach. Part of me enjoyed the fact a large dirty man was using me for his pleasure. Suddenly there was a sound of someone entering the house and Rob placed the towel over my face as he went to meet who ever it was. William didn't skip a thrust, both him and Rob were good at keeping a steady pace, it allowed me to focus and build up the feeling from inside me, keeping me hard which was rare while being fucked. Rob came back into the room and William seemed excited to see who it was, but never stopped fucking me. "Rumor had it you had picked up a car tonight. What's the story?" The man said. "Broken windscreen, was under the overpass," Rob said. "He's one of Mikey's!" William said, and added a bigger thrust or two. "Mikey... Mikey?" the man said. "The San Fran exec you picked up Pete," Rob said. "Oh that asshole... literally." Pete said, and they all laughed. I heard the sound of a belt and pants being undone. There was a large thud on the ground and Williams cock exited my ass. I was immediately entered by I'm assuming Pete's cock, it was new, and went in without new lube. The blindfold was ripped off my face, the strap behind my head yanking hair out. I gasped into the rag, as my hair was pulled bringing my face to look at a Sherriff's deputy. "This was found on the side of the road by a clean up crew today, is it your Prep?" Pete brought an allergy pill bottle to my face. I gulped, and then nodded. "Thought so, deputy watching the prisoners didn't catch your plate, but caught make and model. Do you know the fine for littering son?" He asked, the entire time fucking my burning hole. I shook my head no. "We get so much of it up here from you city fucks that it's $3400. You got $3400?" I again, shook my head no to his question. "That's usually the case, but luckily for you, Rob got a hold of you first, you won't see a judge, but you'll definitely be meeting the squad." He laughed. "How many loads have your guys dropped?" He turned to ask holding his cock deep inside me. "We haven't yet, and now that we know he was Prep'd you might want to bring the rookies by for a go before we convert his ass." Rob said. Pete tossed the container to William and pulled out of my ass. "Good idea, I'd say strap in kid, but they've got you covered. It's going to be a long week." "We got him a week?" Rob said. "Rick's got Covid you didn't hear? Shops closed until he can come back" "Looks like we got'im a week then." Rob said and caught the pill bottle that was tossed his way. William came over and started exploring my ass with lube covered fingers from both hands, inspecting, and working my hole. "Looked like drinks are in order" Rob said, and left the room to grab them.

Well i just wait for now, for his move. I am intrigued though by his interest. I don't think there is much going on apart from the movies.. every other day we come in contact with covid cases and our noses are fucked up from the constant PCR testing. So mostly dinner and movies. I dont know what he will do. I hope we fall asleep together this time 😄 I agree wth you. it feels so nice. Like, I love my job but sometimes I'm stressed for silly things. And now I'm like oh wow nothing stresses me I feel so good. I dont know what will happen with us. Only time will tell. But I had a time that i didnt have a boyfriend or time to have one and I just feel "alive" and a zombie

? According to my calendar, it’s Thursday, at least in this part of the world? But hey, I have always found Thursday nights to be the most productive night of the week when I host, easily. I plan my outings around Thursdays. As to what I think about... Just before he walks in the door the thought usually goes though my head: He’s coming. He’ll be here any second and when he comes in he’s going to fuck me. He’s going to touch my cunt and put himself inside me and use me for his own pleasure. He’s going to breed me, and there’s nothing I can do to prevent it now because he’s practically here. And then he comes in, and does all of that. But while he’s doing it, my thoughts actually become quite technical: Is this the best angle for my hips for him? Maybe a slight tilt upward will give better friction How is he responding to the sound I’m making? Is this guy one who gets off on grunting or whimpering? Does he want to compete, conquer, or breed? (I could end up in any state by the time he’s done with me, but it helps to get an idea of what flips his switch) Is he getting close? Check his hip action - is it time to start rhythmic contractions to help enhance his orgasm? Or is he enjoying the free play of a loose cunt to much to risk it? And, on very, very rare occasions, when the Top is such a masterful fucksmith that he overwhelms me, I allow myself not to analyze at all and just absorb the sensation: ohhhhhhh myyyyyyy ffuuuuucckkkkinggg cuuuunnnnntttt- — Please. Please. Don’t. Ever. Stop. I. Beg. You. To. Fuck. Me. Like. This. Just. Like. This. Forever.

Chatting on Grindr today with a guy who's become a pretty regular top. His cock is long - about 7" - but slender with a slight upward curve. He's come the closest to making me cum while getting fucked by the way he hits my prostate with every thrust. Plus he likes to use a few of his toys in my cum-filled hole, and he's been working on stretching me out to take his fist. In the middle of chatting with him one of my other regulars hit me up on Sniffies. He was free today and wanted to dump a 7-day load. Three guesses where my mind went. }:-) I cleaned out and an hour later, I was sucking on Sniffies Guy's thick meaty cock in my storage room while Grindr Guy pounded me from behind. The setting made for the perfectly sordid scene as I slutted out for these two gorgeous cocks. Grindr Guy picked up the pace, grabbed my hips, and as I clenched my hole I felt him pumping his load into me. Once he withdrew, he and Sniffies Guy switched places so I could clean off his cock with my mouth. Sniffies Guy wasted no time and didn't even pause, just rammed into my hole to continue the pounding I had been getting from Grindr Guy. Before too long Sniffies Guy also picked up his pace, and once again I felt him pumping his load - 7 days' worth - deep in my guts. As he pulled out I spun around to clean him off with my mouth. This time I could taste his cum as well as Grindr Guy's and my ass. Deee-lish! The two of them dressed and left together. They were chatting and laughing and comparing notes. I really hope this becomes a regular thing!

I have been enjoying taking huge guys since i started. My 3rd partner ever was a 9 inch thick guy who told me when he found out he was #3, that i was a natural bottom. I have taken piles of super hung guys both on film and off. If you are tight and wanting to get more stretched out, i suggest regular toy play and inflatable dildos/butt plugs. While I have taken big cocks from every race, I have found black an hispanic guys really cut loose and fuck like animals in heat, which I love, far moreso than guys in other races tend to. For a high use power bottom like me, it is pure pleasure, plus they enjoy plowin a guy who can take their size, long use and powerful strokes.

About damn time!!! Can't wait til the sex parties in Atlanta start again.

I always think about how great sex feels and how much i am enjoying the use i am getting. The longer the top(s) last, the better it is. I don't have to "wish my bf was whore like you" because he is sexually promiscuous as well, though not as much me. I have had other guys tell me while fucking, fisting, milking me they wish their bf, gf/ wife, etc. was as much of a slut as I am.

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It depends if he's hitting it right my brain will shut down and leave me as meat to be pounded. If I'm not into it or him then my mind starts to wander "Is he done yet? Mmm if he cums soon I could possibly go to the video store and try again. "

When it is great sex I am so happy there is nothing in my brain except pleasure and gratitude. I feel so grateful that a man is sharing his body with me. It’s all I need at that moment. If it’s boring or mediocre then I just want his load. I want him to breed me and get the fuck out of the way so the next guy can have a go. “Next” is all I am thinking about.

I think this hole feels so silky smooth. This ass feels so moist and warm. And as I cum inside I think I’m going shove deeper inside so my cum goes deep! It feels so fucking good.

An ABS clerk was the first guy I sucked and also to first to fuck me while I watched my first ever gay porn video. Went back many times 😉

In OKC I am the only patron I know that doesn’t get run out of the booths for loitering. I’m always dressed slutty and even been exposed ready for cock with the door open and he just says. You’re good sweety. Love that guy.

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.

Everyday 😂 I been linking up 6 to 5 times a week. I probably gotta a reputation already as the city cum dump 🤷😂

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!

Part four: the penultimate chapter At first Sam's eyes bugged with disbelief. He seemed to have trouble forming words. And then he went totally bat shit crazy. I thought he might damage himself as he bellowed and fumed and finally begged. I walked over to Junior letting my hands trail over his beautiful body. The guy was a muscle jock not quite as hairy as his father. I felt a tightening in my loins as his father's rant caressed my ears and I caressed his sons genitals. If father looked like son at his age he must have gotten all the ass (male or female) he could want. Sam pleaded with me not to castrate Junior. "I am not going to castrate your son," I stated giving Juniors sack a rather vicious yank. "That's not the other option." Sam looked relieved but dubious and so he should. I continued the inspection and my explanation as I explored Juniors body, tweaking nipples, petting his furry chest, tracing the vein pattern on a thick calf muscle. "As you know Sam, being rich has its perks. Money buys a whole lot of information and with an uncle like Ruben...well...he's a sociopath to be honest, no moral compass what-so-ever. He will do anything and I mean anything to achieve a goal." I moved on from calf to thigh marveling at the beauty of the male form. I was tempted to forget the mental torture and fuck Junior right then. Focus! "Uncle Ruben, mad genius that he is, filled me in on all sorts of interesting details about your family Sam." I abandoned Junior so I could could look Sam in the eye while I revealed his fate. "You might ask, a father might wonder, why bring an innocent man into our sordid dealings? What has he to do with all of this? And I would say nothing.....except that like father like son," I cupped my own face like a distraught damsel at a train wreck, "Gasp! I found out your son is a bigger piece of shit than you." "Seems that Junior here is stepping out on the Mrs. While the wifey is home heating up Spaghettios for the twins he's out fucking anything in a skirt. But that is not even the worse part. Oh no. Junior likes it rough." I could see the truth in Sam's eyes. He already knew. Probably bailed the sadistic bastard out of a few scrapes when his lust for brutality got out of hand. "Likes 'em bruised and bleeding before can get it up. Nothing like the taste of a split lip I guess." "I know all about the sorority girl he sent to the hospital and the bar fly he left unconscious in a bathroom stall. Do I need to go on?" Sam's silent stony stare spoke volumes. "So here's the deal Sam, the choice you are going to have to make. I take your balls or you take your son's ass cherry. Give him that special gift you gave me the night you raped me. There will be no negotiating." I walked back over to Junior tracing a finger down to his furry hole left well and truly exposed by his positioning in the sling. "Sooo tempting," I purred slowly pushing my digit inside the virgin darkness. "Just a little poke, I mean this is grade A, prime ass right here and I am serving it up on platter just.....for.....you!" Sam shook his head. "I can't. Please. I can't fuck my own son." "Can't or won't," I asked. "For fucks sake how do you expect me to get it up. The idea disgusts me. There is no way this can happen." He looked hopefully at me, like his bullshit reasoning was going to sway my decision. "Lucky for you we have an expert with us." I waved Roger over and he promptly injected Sam's cock with the required drug. Sam gritted his teeth as Roger rubbed and massaged the man's penis while the drug worked its magic. Ever the opportunist Roger dipped in for a taste of cock not being able to resist the fat piece of meat in his hands. I let him have his fun as I finished telling Sam what was going to happen. "You will breed your son, I don't care how long you fuck as long as your tainted nut ends up warming his guts, if you do not I will castrate you while your son watches. And then the real party will start." I fished out my phone and found the correct page on the search engine. I had placed a fuck ad featuring Junior's pic in the sling with the caption 'Straight muscle jock being whored out, all loads welcome'. I was sure Sam was about to have an aneurysm. "I got a guy answering the replies. You would not believe the response!" I scrolled through the other pics; Junior at his wedding, playing baseball, holding his twins. "A lot [banned word] out there get off on boning a straight guy. They don't care if he's conscious or not. Ring a bell Sam?" I retrieved the castration pliers and lay them ever so carefully on Sam's hirsute stomach. The cold of the metal instrument made him flinch. "I'll give you some time to decide Sam. Honestly I don't care one way or the other. Whether it's watching your balls wither and shrivel or your son get knocked up by any creep with an internet connection and a hard-on, I don't care." I beckoned to Roger and he brought over a giant hour glass just like the the kind the wicked witch tortures Dorothy with. Probably the best part of the whole fucking shit show of an evening. I do have a flare for the dramatic. I don't know where or how Ruben found it but I enjoyed flipping that thing in front of Sam and pointing out that was how much time he had or I would make the decision for him. I refrained from calling him 'my pretty'. And then I went to Mark. Mark was already awake and lazily swinging in his sling, humming Adele I think. I believe that whatever he thought was going to happen his sweet, naive boyfriend wouldn't actually harm him, he was sort of right. "Hi Mark," my smile was genuine and I kissed him tenderly. When you have truly loved someone those feelings don't just disappear. And when you have been betrayed as brutally as I was, there is a price to be paid. He was still a little dopey and smiled like he hadn't a care in the world. I found that very irritating. My goon slapped him around until he sobered up, unfortunately for him it took a while and the man worked up a sweat. Mark, red faced, hair matted, looked like a man without a plan. He was about to be very sober indeed. Roger rolled over a giant flat screen television. I had a camera pointed at Sam and Junior so Mark could have a visual as I explained what was taking place in the next room. He looked more intrigued than upset. "I never would have thought you'd have it in you boyfriend," his tone was amused and he pointedly ignored Roger's presence. "I am not your boyfriend." My cock began to respond to Marks naked form. I had loved him, I despised him, I still desired him. Emotions aside I let my libido take over. Roger watched eagerly as I freed my cock and stroked it never veering my gaze from Mark's perfectly sculpted body. Playing devils advocate Roger dropped to his knees taking me in to the root expertly massaging my meat with his throat. I pushed him off me and turned his head to Mark's ass. Roger didn't hesitate, burying his nose in the offered crack. I encouraged Roger to spit shine Mark's hole, get him wet enough to fuck. Stroking my cock with one hand and Roger's hair with the other my gaze drifted from Marks face to the screen. Something was happening. With time still on the hour glass it seems Sam had made a decision. My henchman had his orders and when Sam spoke his choice the man began to release the bindings. I pulled Roger away from his ass snack so he could watch the show. Like a zombie, his hard cock pointing the way Sam slowly approached his son. I moved closer to Mark. Sam stood, his face riddled with conflict, staring at his sleeping boy. He began to weep. Roger took my cock in hand resting the head on Mark's spit slick taint. Sam inched forward and when his rod touched skin he shuddered. I shivered in anticipation pressing myself against Mark. The three of us watched in silence entranced by the drama unfolding before us. With a roar of disgust and rage Sam plunged himself brutally into his son. Juniors eyes flew open and his scream of pain and confusion spurred me to action. I entered Mark, for the first time feeling his bare flesh envelope my erection. Mark moaned with the force of my fucking, hating me but craving what I was giving him. Junior was having a hard time coming to terms with his current reality. My man was forced to strap on a gag while Sam frantically fucked trying to get his nut so he could end the miserable experience. I fucked Mark to the same rhythm releasing all my pent up anger and frustration. Watching a man weep and fuck at the same time is an experience I hope to never live through again. Choking sobs wracked his body, his blubbering hindered the fucking he was trying to deliver. He wiped away tears and snot refusing to lay a finger on his son as he banged away. Roger kissed me hard, urged me to fuck and load the bastard. We both knew what had to happen before I could cum. It didn't take long. Watching Sam rut I had a flashback from the beginning of this whole mess; Sam's hairy ass clenching and unclenching as he fucked my boyfriend. I had nearly the same view now. The tempo of his fucking increased, became erratic. I matched him knowing both our orgasms were at the boiling point. And then there it was, critical mass. I matched his angry moan as we both bred our men, coating their guts with our seed. Sam staggered back unable to look his son in the eye. Roger pushed me back so he could get sloppy seconds, happily mounting a complaining Mark who had shot a load all over his own chest. Leaving Roger to finish getting his nut I made myself presentable and returned to Sam and Junior. He looked at me expectantly. I picked up the abandoned castration pliers and slid them into my jacket pocket. "I guess we won't be needing these," I said jovially and then ordered my man to re-install Sam in the sling. It was a bit of a battle I am afraid but big as Sam was he was no match for a six foot, five inch street thug. He was more or less in one piece when he was finally ensconced back in his leather throne. Junior had a whole lot of questions I am sure. I ignored him focusing my attention on Sam. The slings sat side by side but in opposite direction so each man had full line of site to the other. That was on purpose. "Good-bye Sam," I regarded him with cool detachment. "After today I will not think of you ever again but you I am sure will think of me every day for the rest of your miserable life. I expect you to disappear Sam. I don't want to see your face or hear your name or catch a whisper on the wind about anything to do with you. Do you understand me?" He remained silent but I could smell the reek of fear on his sweat frosted skin. "If you disobey me castration will only be an appetizer to the feast of horrors I will be serving you. And there is always Uncle Ruben of course but he is more of a sleep with the fishes kind of guy." As I headed for the door a perfectly sordid rabble of men began to trickle into the room from the opposite direction. One unsavory specimen quickly claiming Junior. "You son of a bitch," Sam raged, "You god damn double crossing cocksucker!" My step never faltered. "We had a deal!" "Did we," I mumbled to myself, "I forget." The smug smile that adorned my lips was mirrored in my eyes as I went to retrieve my final guest of the evening. Mark had a date with destiny and I had an introduction to make.

Since I usually limit myself to Fri/Sat nights, after 5 days of waiting I'm ready !!! What do I think about? I don't really "think" at all. I am simply "present" in the moment, loving my Lusts, immersing myself in celebrating Lust with other men just like me. If I do any intellectual thinking, it's more along the lines of the ethereal - taking part in the magnificent carnal acts of Lust - thrilling, awesome, universal Lust. I'll rut in almost any Hole, enjoying the "mating" with not only the Hole, but every other Cock that's pumped it's Sperm in there too. I'll gladly suck a Cock that's been rutting in wet Holes, just for the thrill of "connecting" with both the Hole and the Cocks. It's almost like leaving the reality of our daily lives, full of tasks that need to be done, and losing myself in the love of Lust for my like-minded Brothers. I don't "think", I just wade in, and become "one" with the communal joy of wanton, carnal Lust. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

If you don't like what is here why are you here??? There are sites on the web that I find gross that I never go to because I don't like them. I don't make an account and tell people on that site how bad they are. I do the adult thing and leave the people on that site to their own lives.

They have a leather mall at the main hotel and pretty much every major and minor vendor will be there so you may want to wait and see what they have there. Check out Cockeye Kink they have some incredible harnesses, they made my title harness and I love it.

that's so cool. I believe most people in health have a high sex drive for some reason. I think not even these guys know if they are flirting or not. btw, the person that has hurt me more than anyone was a dentist. I think it will always hurt. Although it was not his fault, or mine. It was just meant to be I guess.

I had a great uncle that used to jerk off on my asshole. That turned into later fingering my ass and ejaculating in it by pushing his cock head against my small gape after he took his fingers out. Several months after starting fingering he was able to penetrate my ass completely with his cock and fuck me which he did often. I also have a older cousin on my mom’s side of the family that I would suck and he would fuck me also. Later he and his boyfriend would both fuck me.

I have been to Steamworks but only on a tour of the space when I was looking for a venue. I'm told that neither place is that great, and if you're looking for a steam room, they don't have them. It's great that Steamworks hosts a regular Cumunion party, but I haven't heard a lot of good things about it. Not much at all, in fact. But don't go by me. I'm spoiled to the Chicago Steamworks, which is huge and clean and steamy and lots to do.

Awesome, wish there was something like that on here Dane. Your Jock has me horny as you know. Now to sniff... yumnyum.

When I’m in the “zone”, the short answer is NO!!

My goal is 7 hook ups/ loads a week. That way it averages to at least 1 load a day. Of course, much more loads is ideal. 😋 If I go a few days without a load 😣 I feel the need to make up for it by taking multiple loads on other days. Either way, as long as I get my dose of cum regularly. I’m happy. 😌

Not to worry -- next instalment coming soon!

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.

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. Just wondering if our hero had picked up a secondary strain...like the idea of this.

That's an interesting way to describe love. I agree. I mean I like the way he looks, but I'm not thinking of his dick or asshole. I asked him to watch a movie at my place and he said yes. The best phrase to describe my feelings is the title. I'm falling for him.

I've been asked, although not on BZ, yes, I still have crabs. Tbh, I don't see what all the fuss is about its been like 9 months now, and for me, they are no trouble and hardly itch at all. So for now, I'm keeping them.

Part 20 - When Nothing Is What It Seems Scrubbed up and looking more like the prince Alex joined his parents and granny for a quiet dinner where the conversation was kept light. His granny joking about catching Alex play fighting with one of the footman in the paddock, the cheeky glances she then followed up with to Alex making him laugh and going all coy. Alex expressed how much he has been enjoying his time and getting to know some of the household staff better and how they were keeping him company, their loyalty to the family and how much they appreciated those moments of casual interaction. The best thing about coming away to Greenacres was the large informal lounge where household staff and royal family could mingle and join in with the numerous games going on or simply sit down and watch television and talk. This evening charades was scheduled to start at 9pm that his parents were absolutely going to attend as it was one of their favourite games to take part in. Alex was first to arrive royal member to arrive and as soon as he opened the door and walked in everyone stood and greeted him bowing or curtseying at his arrival. The lounge was already buzzing with people and Alex helped himself to coffee noticing Artem, Liam and Francis already sat in one corner of the lounge. His eye caught by the arm to his side picking a cup up and he was about to say hello by was stopped dead in his tracks surprised by the one person who usually kept away from the palace. "You failed to turn up, both of you" Marty said, his deep velvety voice making Alex swoon. "Apologies" Alex said nervously turning back putting milk in his coffee. Marty picked up the coffee pot "Is that it?" he asked, "You both inconvenienced me". Alex glanced at him "I would lower your expectations" he replied trying not make eye contact. Marty's hand brushed against Alex's "You set them high your highness, not me" he said smiling. "You bruised me with that riding crop" Alex said using a more hushed tone. He could see the smirk on Marty's face "Then you know who you belong to" Marty replied. As daft as his words sounded it still had Alex flustered and he knew if he had looked at him full on he would probably be on his way to meet him right now. The way he walked off did what it was meant to do and provoke Alex to glance over his shoulder with a mischievous smile on his face. Across the room Francis had watched the interaction carefully so not arouse suspicion from Liam and Artem, he had stood Marty up once and suffered for it the next time they met, being tied over the saddle rack was only the start of what Marty had done to him, nothing nasty only a very erotic evening that had Francis in suspense. He could already feel his cock stirring just thinking about that night tied up in the barn, smiling to himself he also remembered how tender Marty could be afterwards, when they would lay on the hay kissing and touching provocatively until one of them gave in. Right now though he could see Alex was somewhere between enchanted and lusting after Marty, then again his face changed rapidly to a solemn look. It washed over him from nowhere and his mood changed wanting to be alone with his thoughts, glancing at Marty looking so different dressed up properly had unnerved Alex and he started thinking about Max for some reason. Desperately he had tried to forget about the English lad which always got him down when he thought about what could have been, more than ever it felt like the biggest mistake Alex had made not pursuing him and being up front. He was still head over heels in love with Max and just maybe if nothing had happened between his protection officer and himself he would not have lost focus on Max. Alex picked up his cup and walked out through the glass doors on the terrace and heading to a darker side to be alone desperately trying to figure out what to do next, his downward spiral continued with him analysing his life again. He could hear his parents arrive and the games begin, shutting everything out he remained outside for over an hour. His eyes kept welling up the more he thought about Max, he was still unable to be free and love anyone he wanted without judge or jury intervening and telling him who is right for him. He knew this was always going to be the case, straight or gay his choice of partner would be scrutinised down to the finest detail, assessed and interrogated until they finally walked away not wanting to be part of life. Sitting on the chair with his legs up under his chin almost in a ball staring out across the moonlit lawn he heard footsteps slowly approaching. "What are you doing out here?" Liam asked taking the seat next to him. Alex wiped his eyes starring ahead before replying "Hating my life" he said sounding depressed. "What has happened Alex?" Liam now asked sounding extremely concerned. "Nothing!" Alex replied, "That is the problem Liam, who I am is not bothering me before you ask". Liam sat forward looking at him "Then what is?" he asked. Alex glanced at him then stared across the lawn again "The loneliness, the emptiness" he shrugged. Alex looked at him again "I have so much love to give Liam but no one to give it to" he said. "In time you will Alex" Liam replied softly, "When you find the right person". Alex shook his head "They have to jump over all the royal hurdles before they get to me" he said. "Who would do that?" Alex asked, "Only the greedy" he said answering his own question. Liam stood "Come on lets go for a walk Alex" he said moving to the steps leading down to the lawn. Alex stood and joined Liam without question knowing full well this was a person he could be open with at all times without fear. The two of them walking together raised no suspicious eyebrows, it was commonly accepted that the protection officer and valet were the only two people who got to be close and know the member of the royal family in more detail. Liam was quite the shoulder Alex had come to rely on and this evening was no different. It shocked Liam in many ways to find how Alex had suddenly dropped in to this dark mood, clearly Alex needed more from his life than just this, the prince was so well educated but not so worldly having been cocooned for most of his life and now he needed to express himself more. They walked and talked for some time until they arrived back at the steps up to the lounge, hardly any sound was coming from inside now. Entering the lounge Liam was one step behind Alex acting like he was in protection mode. Alex said good night to the remaining household staff, Artem, Francis and Marty were long gone so they walked out and along the expansive hallway and up the ornate gilded staircase that swept upwards then to the left in the west wing of the palace where their rooms were located. Just enough light aided them on their journey, Liam stepped along side Alex putting his arm around him. "You need me tonight?" Liam asked softly hinting to his bedroom. Alex nodded "Thank you" he replied, "I don't know what I would do without you". "You will be alright Alex, like it or not you are my life" Liam said, his word assuring Alex. Alex smiled "Thought I was alright then felt so angry and upset" Alex said confusing himself. Liam put his arm around Alex and carefully guided him towards his room Alex quickly glanced around to make sure no one was standing in the hallway before disappearing inside. Without a word Liam picked Alex up taking him over to the bed putting him down, Alex stripped off the few clothes he was wearing leaving them on the floor and climbing in to bed. Liam walked back from the bathroom naked and climbed in next to him immediately pulling Alex close enveloping him in his arms. He then reached over turning off the light and stroking Alex's head until the prince fell asleep, Liam was not far behind before he nodded off still holding Alex. Sometime during the early hours Alex shuffled and sighed lovingly at the warmth of the body lying next to him, his movement stirring Liam who mumbled tightening his hold on Alex, he sighed again lifting his head and kissing Liam on the neck lightly. Alex became aware of Liam's head moving and could feel his breath floating across his cheek drawing his mouth close to Alex's and kissing him on the lips several times and Alex responded slowly parting his mouth joining their lips together. Tongues darting in an out of each others mouths, tantalising and teasing each other until Liam got Alex in a proper kiss that lasted quite some time. Slowly his hand moved down Alex's spine and over his arse feeling the smoothness. Alex giggled mid kiss and abruptly moved Liam's hand away from his arse and breaking the kiss. "Thank you" Alex whispered softly in his ear and snuggling down again. Liam's hand roamed down to Alex's arse "Stop it" he said smiling away with his eyes closed. "I can't" Liam replied moving his hips forward allowing Alex to know he was bone hard. Alex giggled again and moved on to his stomach "Come on then be selfish with me" he teased. Liam kissed him gently then swiftly slid on top of Alex taking him by surprise. The weight of Liam's body bearing down on him was so intoxicating for Alex, raising his head and turning it their lips met and he could feel the weight lifting slightly below then the sudden sensation of that familiar cock hitting at his hole with precision. Liam moved his arm around the neck and shoulder of Alex holding him in place and giving him one last deep kiss on the mouth, then the cheek and neck. His cock acted like it knew where it was going and soon began prising open the prince. Alex cried out softly then buried his head in the pillow to muffle any noise, instinct told him this was going to hurt a little if going by his own experience with morning erections. His legs wriggled from the sheer force of Liam entering him, his cries lost in to the pillow as he clenched his fists grabbing hold of the sheet under him. The movement stopped for a moment and he knew Liam was deep inside his arse. Raising his head again to kiss him more out of appreciation than anything. Liam allowing Alex to have this little moment before the natural progression of his hips starting to gently move working his cock to let his morning erection have its selfish way with the prince. Slow and gentle he continued for nearly half an hour, he was in no rush to get it over with, instead he was finding new sensations that were blowing his mind. His connection to Alex and the way his body subtly responded to Liam in a way he had never known before, stronger and stronger their bond and connection grew during this time and their sex went to another level. Liam felt his balls tingle and his kisses moved back towards Alex mouth, the prince seemed to be in a total state of flux, his eyes seemed to glaze over like he was in a trance of pure unashamed erotic ecstasy. Liam was not far from feeling the same way and he kissed Alex hard on the mouth using his arm keep their mouths locked together. His hips pushed down rapidly several times, moaning in to Alex's mouth his arse cheeks clenched together hard forcing his cock even deeper and feeling the pressure releasing from his balls. His orgasm taking control of his body and contracting all his muscles in an attempt to hold on to Alex even tighter. Powerless to resist anything he was aware of Liam's orgasm but his body was so relaxed from the sexual presence of this man, his deliberate slow love making had reduced the prince to a jellied mass pinned under the muscular smooth body. Eyes half closed Alex moaned in to Liam's mouth, his legs wriggled being his only outlet for his own orgasm and saturating the sheet under him. Liam continued kissing Alex whilst his hips kept their slow rhythm showing no sign of stopping in post orgasm massaging of his cock inside Alex's arse. Liam finally broke the kiss and his head dropped next to Alex, both of them regaining some of their sanity breathing and moaning as their bodies relaxed. The small baby kisses around his neck making Alex moan softly each time he felt those lips touching his skin. Slowly Liam withdrew and rolled on to his back staring up at the ceiling. Alex leaned up on his forearms looking at Liam's bewildered look, the same type of look was displayed on Alex's face. "Are you okay?" Alex asked softly still in a confused state of mind of where they had been. Liam nodded unable to utter a word "What the hell just happened?" Alex asked. Liam slowly turned his head looking at Alex "I think we made love" he said. "Is that what that was?" Alex asked breathlessly, "If it was it was fucking amazing". "We should stop all this frolicking around Alex" Liam suddenly said going serious. Alex stared at him perplexed by his words "I didn't ask you do that" he reminded him. Liam ran his hand over Alex's face "I don't want to end up hurting you Alex". Alex smiled "I won't let you Liam" he replied, "Don't take away what we have". "What about when you take it away?" Liam asked looking deadly serious at him. Alex shrugged his shoulders "Like that is going happen anytime soon" he replied sadly. "If it does then you pretend you are straight" Alex suggested with a slight grin. Liam stared up at the ceiling again "Fuck you!" he said softly smiling. Liam held is arm open and Alex laid down with his head resting on Liam's chest held in place by his muscular arm, his leg strewn across Liam's leg and they dozed a little from their post erotic state. There was guilty pleasure running through Liam where he knew what he did was completely wrong, a fuck is one thing but to make love like he had was a dangerous game for them both. There was no joking about Liam being straight, Alex was still the only man he couldn't differentiate, he never saw him as man or woman just the prince. Alex became aware of Liam's little changes in his face and knew he was in thinking mode. "Stop over thinking things" Alex ventured a guess. Liam chuckled pulling Alex on top of him "Can I kiss you?" he asked softly. "Suppose I could let you after what you just did" Alex replied lifting his head up. Liam kissed Alex deeply whilst moving his arm and securing it around Alex's neck to stop him from escaping. Alex stopped the kiss and giggled rolling back on to his side bringing Liam with him. With all that had gone on Liam had completely forgot that he had asked Artem to bring him a coffee if he was up first and there was a gently tap at the door before it opened. Alex quickly dived under the sheet 'Fuck' he said hiding himself as Artem strode in then stopped almost dropping the mugs of coffee. Quickly he went back and closed the door then walked over to the bed noticing Alex's clothes thrown on the floor. "Too late Alex I know it is you" Artem said placing the mug down for Liam. The muffled sound coming from under the sheet "It is not what you think Artem" Alex stupidly said. "It looks like you are giving him a blow job Alex" Artem replied sitting on the bed smiling. Alex appeared from under the sheet looking dishevelled "What am I suppose to think?" Artem asked. Artem held his hand up "I knew something happened in Mauritius" he added. Liam laid there without any shame "You jealous then?" he asked pulling Artem on to his back. "No, I know I am straight" Artem replied laughing. Alex finally calmed down looking for his clothes "Your coffee is in your room" Artem said. "Artem..." Alex was about to speak. "I know to be discreet and yes I will fetch your coffee" Artem said managing to stand up. Alex leaned up and looked at him "Thank you" he said giving him a knowing look. Artem smiled and walked towards the door "Straight my fucking arse Liam" he muttered giggling. Lipscombe saw Artem coming out of the prince's bedroom carrying a mug of coffee then going in to the protection officers room. Quietly he moved along the corridor and listened outside the door for a few minutes. He was unable to hear what was going on but he could make out the odd slap and giggling that was definitely the prince. Lipscombe stood up straight smirking and went walking off to the kitchen, he didn't like how Artem had been promoted so quickly and refused to tell him anything about the prince's private life. And the protection officer that never spoke to Lipscombe only looked at him like he was high and mighty, he had enough information to get both of them dismissed from the palace straight away and was going to make no bones about doing it. Major Lipscombe was in a good mood when he arrived in to the kitchen and casually dropped what he had seen and heard to anyone who would listen. Francis walked in dressed up for breakfast duty and Lipscombe didn't even say anything about him being 5 minutes late this morning. He watched Lipscombe discreetly who seemed to be delighted and busying himself with paperwork whilst one of chefs regaled to Francis what Lipscombe told him that the prince was having a threesome with his valet and protection officer. Francis stood and listened intently before shrugging 'The prince can do what he wishes' he said and the chef nodded telling him he doesn't believe a word Lipscombe says. Francis played along and chuckled when needed, acting surprised when Lipscombe suggested that the prince may not be down for breakfast. Francis always wondered if anything had gone on with the protection officer as they looked so cosy when talking, he also knew that Polly had been having sexual liaisons with Liam for several months. In truth he was outraged that the head of the household was spearing the lead on such rumours, when he returned to the kitchen Lipscombe was telling the housekeeper to make sure she changed Liam's bed linen then made swiping remark as to why. Alex managed to creep back to his room and showered slowly, his head was trying to make sense of Liam then ended up smiling, Liam was quite the secretive one and actually he liked him for that. Alex sat on the bed pulling on a pair of shorts when Artem come bursting in the door telling Alex what Lipscombe was saying yet unable to fathom out how he knew. Alex sat on the bed going white mostly from anger and physical dislike of Lipscombe. The saving grace was that Alex had come clean to his father about Liam, at least the ramifications for Liam wouldn't be so bad, but pulling Artem in to it was the last straw as far as he was concerned. "This is not good" Alex said, "He can get you both fired" he added pacing around. Artem sat on the bed "I didn't do anything wrong though" he said looking up at Alex. He sat next to Artem "Don't worry, nothing is going to happen to you Artem. Trust me" he replied. "Thank you Alex, but you know what Lipscombe is like" Artem said still unsure what was going on. Alex sighed "This is fine start to the country fayre weekend" he said. "Alex I am worried that this will lose me my job" Artem said looking and sounding worried. "The king knows about Liam and I" Alex finally confessed, "I will sort it all out". Artem looked up at Alex "And he didn't mind?" he asked confused. "He wasn't overly happy, but he warned me not to fall in love" Alex replied. The chat seemed to do its work and Artem helped Alex to finish dressing before assuring him that he would not allow him to be drawn in to this malicious world of Lipscombe. Francis had a few morning jobs to do before he was free for the rest of the day, his main job was serving breakfast for the royal family. Patiently he tinkered around in the kitchen listening to everything going on. Francis took the coffee pot in to the dining room setting it down on the table. Francis looked up "Good morning your majesty" he said bowing. "Good morning Francis" the king replied taking a seat, "First down again" he laughed. "Such a busy day ahead, I hope you are coming to the summer party Francis" the king said. Francis nodded "Of course sir" he replied pouring coffee for the king. Placing the pot on the table Francis had to say something "Your majesty may I speak to you?". The king looked at him "Of course Francis, what is it?" he asked. "If you please your majesty, after breakfast and somewhere private" Francis asked bowing. The king waved his hand "Francis stop that" he said, "My office before I go swimming with Alex?". "Thank you your majesty" Francis replied stopping himself from bowing. Alex walked in to the dining room sitting next to his father anxious, worried and distracted whilst his father carried on oblivious to the bombshell about to be dropped. Alden burst in the door beaming and ran over hugging Alex and kissing his father and mother. "You made it" his father said happy to see him. "Of course, I wouldn't miss the Greenacres Country Fayre for anything" Alden replied out of breath. "Where is Elethera?" his mother asked looking around like she was catching a bad smell in the air. Alex had to cough from stop himself laughing "They are upstairs in their rooms" Alden replied. Alden's expression slightly changed "She and Andreas are getting changed after the journey". Alex noticed the ever to slightly disapproving look from his mother again "Eat Alden" she said. The king stood "I need to get changed Alex and be back by 11am to check over the fayre" he said. "We still going swimming then?" Alex asked looking a little surprised. The king nodded "Of course we are. Alden are you coming with us?" he asked. Alden looked at them both "No thanks, still tired form the trip" he said gulping down coffee. The king walked across from the breakfast room and the stairs to change, returning down to his private office where Lipscombe collared him before he could get inside. "Your majesty" Lipscombe said nodding his head, "May we speak?" he asked. "Sorry Lipscombe I am tied up this morning" the king replied, "Find me after the fayre" he said. Lipscombe nodded and backed away almost licking his lips at the anticipation of the storm he could create later. The king walked in to his private office placing his riding hat on the desk before summoning Francis from the kitchen. Fortunately Lipscombe was no where to be found in the kitchen and Francis had been firefighting the rumour telling the staff that Lipsbcombe had it all wrong. He was feeling nervous walking to the sanctum that was the king's office, tapping on the office door and waiting for the king to invite him in. "Sit down Francis" the king said politely, "So what would you like to talk about?" he asked. "Prince Alexander your majesty" Francis replied tentatively. The king nodded "Drop the formality Francis let us talk man to man for once" he said casually. "You see I have got to know the prince quite well over the last couple of days" Francis started. The king looked at him "We talk a lot and what I am going to say I know isn't true" Francis said. "Lipscombe is spreading rumours amongst the staff about Prince Alexander" Francis said nervously. The king nodded slowly in silence "It isn't true I know Liam and Artem as well" Francis added. "Wait Francis" the king said gesturing for him to slow down, "What rumour?" he asked. Francis sat up "That the prince is involved sexually with Liam and Artem" he said anxiously. "I see" the king finally said, "And Lipscombe is spreading this rumour?" he asked. Francis nodded "He hates Artem and Liam" he said, "And me, but I don't think any of it is true". "Why do you seem so sure?" the king asked interested in getting his view. "Well the prince looked a little down last night and I understand he trusts Liam implicitly" Francis said. The king looked pensive "I have tried to stop it, the rumour in the kitchen" Francis added. "Francis!" the king said interrupting in, "Calm down, you did the right thing coming to me". Francis nodded "It is I know if they were removed the prince would be devastated". "And angry" the king added, "Now what I am going to tell you is between us" he stated. Francis nodded again "The prince and Liam are very close, I already know this" the king said. "As in close?" Francis asked exaggerating his words and the king nodded. The king smiled "Alex tells me everything Francis, well now he does. So yes I know". "But Artem is not involved, he is as straight as they come" Francis added. The words had the king laughing "I am sure he is. Thank you Francis, for showing loyalty". The king tapped his finger against his chin "I am meeting Lipscombe later" he now said. "Francis you will not be mentioned and I will get this rumour squashed" the king said clearly. "In return Francis, you must come to me anytime if you have concerns about Alex" he said. Francis nodded "I will your majesty, thank you" he said knowing he was dismissed as the king stood. The king smiled "It takes a lot for someone to speak so openly to me" the king added in thanks. Francis bowed his head "Alex is lucky to have you watching out for him" the king said. Francis returned to the kitchen to finish off and there was still no sign of Lipscombe until he was finished and about to leave to get changed out of his royal uniform. Lipscombe was still humming happily in his sadistic way which Francis knew would probably end sometime today. Alex met his father in the stable yard and they set off in the glorious sunshine towards the lake, taking all the shortcuts it only took 15 minutes at a fast gallop to arrive. They both dismounted exhilarated by the ride then dived in to the lake from the small jetty, swimming around for a few minutes until the his father decided to broach the subject. He watched his son carefully after explaining what he had heard in all the detail that Francis had told him. Alex took it in his stride waiting for the king to finish. "It is not true" Alex informed him, "Yes I slept in bed with Liam, I was feeling down last night". "Why were you feeling that way Alex?" his father asked looking concerned. Alex stood still in the water "This guy I met in Mauritius, Max, he was perfect for me father". "If he was perfect where is he?" his father asked coming straight to the point. "I didn't pursue him and now I think it was the biggest mistake of my life" Alex replied. His father hugged him "Alex I am so sorry to hear that" he said sympathetically. "If you think he was the one I trust your judgement, Alex you should find him" his father said. Alex nodded "Maybe" he replied, "Anyway you see we were not having a threesome" he said. Alex started swimming to shore "Artem brought my coffee over to Liam's room and he stayed" he said. Alex suddenly stopped "Who ever it was certainly had no idea what was going on behind the door". "You know about Liam and well you don't want to know the rest but Artem, no!" he explained. His father smiled "Then I am happy to squash the rumour and man" he advised Alex. Alex picked up the towel "Who did start the rumour?" he now asked looking at his father. "Doesn't matter Alex I will deal with it" he replied, "We have a very loyal person in Francis". "Francis?" Alex questioned rubbing his head dry, "What do you mean?". "Quicker Alex or I will be late" the king said, "Francis came to talk to me about what he heard". Alex looked on in surprise "Told me upfront that he didn't believe any of it" his father said. "So did he tell you I was feeling down?" Alex asked pulling on his breeches. His father nodded fastening his riding hat "Mentioned that you weren't yourself last night". Alex nodded putting his hat on "Why has Alden brought Elethera and her brother here?" he asked. "God knows" his father replied mounting his horse, "Your mother wasn't very happy". Alex laughed mounting Danbury "You noticed that as well?" he replied. The king smirked at his son "The Royal Chamber Council have already said that match is a no go". "What Alden and Elethera?" Alex asked trotting off by his father's side. He nodded "Yes, apparently they don't want a union between the Hellenic royal family". Alex didn't hide his smile "Good, that Prince Andreas is a fucking arse hole". "Alex!" his father turned to him in shock "That is no language a prince should use". "Sorry father" Alex said then looked over at his father, "He tried it on with me, well forced me". The king stopped his horse "He what?" he asked looking angry. "You heard father" Alex replied, "Thankfully Jackson arrived and kicked him out". "Why did you never tell me Alex?" his father asked in a concerned voice. Alex shrugged "Jackson dealt with it, Alden knows so that was that" he replied hoping that was the end. "Not in my eyes it isn't" his father said glancing at him. "Drop it father it is over with" Alex said, "Come on race you back!" he called out galloping off. The king loved watching his son expertly riding Danbury and glancing at each other smiling, it certainly did Alex the world of good spending time with his father like this. His childhood memories flooding back full of happy times as they slowed to a trot entering the paddock. The king dismounted and handed his horse over to Marty who bowed and waited until he was gone before walking over to Alex. "Barn now!" Marty said not giving any choice in the matter. Alex laughed "You know how busy we are today" he replied standing up to him. Marty smirked and nodded "I like this side of you" he said, "You can suck me off then". Marty walked off and Alex followed on heading to the barn and hid behind a tall stack of hay bales trying not not snigger and breathing hard in anticipation. Marty found him quickly coming up behind him from between two large stacks of bales, grabbing the prince and catching him by surprise then spinning him around to face him. Marty stared at him for a moment then pushed him back against the bales trapping Alex, moving in quickly he kissed Alex waiting for the prince to respond. In seconds Alex moved his hands placing them on Marty's hips kissing him back. Alex was about to go down on his knees but Marty had different plans and quickly spun Alex around pulling down his breeches and underwear 'Change of plans, I need to fuck you' he whispered kissing Alex on the ear and neck as he fumbled pulling his breeches down to expose his cock. Alex made a pretence of fighting him off but Marty had one arm around his waist securing him firmly, spitting in to his free hand rubbing the saliva over his cock he entered the prince slowly. The muffled moans Alex made dissipated in the hay bale his face was pushed against by Marty's head, Marty revelling in the reactions of the body he was spearing with his cock, inch by inch he pushed slowly until the last of his shaft effortlessly sunk deep inside the prince up to his balls. Marty wrapped his other arm around the prince and began slow deep penetrating thrusts, keeping his groin firmly locked against Alex's arse he lifted his head freeing Alex who spat strands of hay out of his mouth partly laughing. Alex turned his head to kiss Marty who greedily accepted his offer. His pace was quick and it wasn't going to be long before Marty bred him, so much pent up frustration in Alex was being released at that moment. Enjoying the deep fuck and continuous kissing, their actions moving in to one of pure erotic pleasure for them both. Marty tightened his arm around the prince, the other moved around his neck grabbing his chin holding him in the kiss. Rapid bursts of thrusts erupted up through Alex's body and he felt his cock throbbing and expelling his cum trickling down his leg inside the breeches. Marty kissed Alex harder and held perfectly still pushing his hips harder against Alex, he could feel the cock inside of him pulse then throb feeling the warmth entering him, the tongue in his mouth withdrew but Marty held their lips together. The deep groans from Marty passing in to Alex's mouth feeling his arse going slick from the large amount of cum that the stable hand was giving him. Alex held on to Marty's arm around his waist and as soon as his orgasm started receding Marty thrusted his tongue back in to Alex's mouth kissing him madly to show his gratitude at how well Alex took him. Marty released his hold on Alex and slowly extracted his cock from the tight smooth hole he had bred then pulled his breeches back up. Alex regained some of his composure and pulled his underwear and breeches back up then sat on one of the bales in this tiny hay bale courtyard Marty had created. He sat down next to Alex putting an arm around his shoulder and pulling him closer kissing him again. Alex lost himself completely thoroughly enjoying this unexpected sexual encounter with Marty. Alex pushed Marty off after some minutes "I need to go Marty" he said sadly. "I know you do" Marty replied giving Alex another good tongue lashing. "Mmm" Alex complained sweetly "Stop it Marty or I will want it again" he said smiling. Marty stood and held his hand out helping Alex to stand "You know where I am" he replied. Marty kissed him once more then slapped Alex hard on the Arse "I like owning that arse" he said. Alex chuckled and watched Marty disappear as quickly as he appeared between the walls of hay bales. Oblivious to anything Alex never thought to check himself as he walked across the stable yard and along the path back to the palace. Francis was arriving back from his run and called out to Alex catching up with him quickly. Hey Francis" Alex said waiting for him, "How was your run?" he asked. Francis laughed "Never mind that how was sex with Marty?" he asked smirking. "How do you know?" Alex asked stopping and facing him as Francis chuckled shaking his head. "You have hay in your hair Alex" Francis replied, "You really have a lot to learn" he laughed. Francis picked the hay out of Alex's hair laughing as they walked back to the palace and Alex running through his little foray with Marty in detail. Deciding as well to keep quiet about knowing what Francis had done that morning. What was said was said in complete confidence to the king and Alex was happy to leave it at that. Looking up at the palace he knew that inside those walls lurking was the one person Alex was not looking forward to seeing again.

Hey Horus. You are a hot bug brooder.

I got a load while at the casino of all places, not in a room but in this construction workers can. I was sitting at a machine minding my buisness when he sat down next to me. He mumbled a bit at his machine and then introduces himself and says, you know I went through 100 bucks on the slots cause I thought I had a chance with this chick, I think I could have got a blow job from her, man I could use some head. I laughed but in the back of mind I thought maybe he’s bi? He was in his 60s loud and boisterous and seemed like he was speeding. I waited a few minutes and walked outside to vape and he was outside. I asked him if he ever found that girl and commented that it was too bad you could’ve spent that money on a blow job. I then said of course a free blowjob is always better. He looked me in the eye and I kind of smirked. He then said he had to get going but it was nice to meet me. He got in his van a passed by again and rolled his window down. Come on I’ll give you a ride to your car. I got in the van and he was rambling on and pulls into another spot away from the other cars. He whips his dick out of his dirty construction jeans and as I immediately got on my knees on the hard metal floor. He had a musty man smell from working and a decent tool. He stopped me and brings me to the back of the van. There were tools all over but the windows are all blacked out in the back. He laid out a work blanket and I got down and started sucking again. I asked him if he fucked and he said yes but he didn’t have a condom… I told him that I didn’t care as long as he didn’t . He hesitated and said I want to but I have to be honest I’m poz and just started meds three days ago. I took off my shorts turned around offering my hairy big ass to him. Before I could tell him to fuck me he spit in my hall and stuck his dick right in. He fucked like a dog, breeding me with his dirty load. I got his number , we plan on meeting up again. Can someone tell me if hiv drugs can make you undetectable after only taking them for three days? That’s how long he’s been on them. Please dm me so we don’t clog up this thread.

↓↓↓ This pic is all but 'spot on' for my Dad's profile (Thank the Gods he HAD to wear bikinis ~a motorcycle accident he was in 10yrs before I was born). Used to feel him up when the rest of family was out of the house {approx. 9yrs}. Let me know if ya wanna PM me to know more... 😉

Good morning, raw773 I see you're over in Boystown - aka Crisco Heights !!! I lived up in the 49th Ward for many years, but visited your 'hood many, many, many times. Is the Ram still going strong? It was there I first ran into a pierced tongue when I stuck my Cock through a gh ... what a delight that was. Before they took over the next storefront to the north, there was only those two small johns, one of which had "french" doors adjacent to the urinal. Back when those baggy parkas were popular in the winter months, with deep inside pockets, someone brought their drill w/holesaw in there and drilled a little peek-a-boo in one of those doors ... and on a very quiet afternoon, slowly (listening for footsteps) and drilled a little peek-a-boo in one of those french doors. Of course, I'm not saying I know exactly who it was ... but when a guy came in to take a piss, and knew that his Cock was visible to whoever was in the left-hand stall, more often than not that Cock got hard in a hurry ...but I'm not saying it was me .... <filthy grin> For me, it was usually stopping by for "a quickie" - but if you hit the place regularly, we may already "know" each other from years ago ... LOL Cellblock used to be well worth the drive down to boystown - but one time when I went there with a buddy, there was a door-person who said that the joint had changed hands, and now it was the Latin Dance Club !!! So, we went back up to A-ville to the Eagle. I remember when boystown was still a run-down, bullet-ridden mess. The first gay bar to open up there was Little Jim's, and it didn't take long for the boys to move in, clean things up, and suddenly New Town was there (as opposed to Old town, over on Wells). I wonder if that little street, just north of Wilson, curving to the left and then south, is still called Blood Alley ... it definitely was that at one time. I am so surprised to hear IML is being held at the Congress ... Yes, it was always a dump from at least the mid-70's. I'm wondering if IML bookings are uncertain, and the committee wasn't able to risk booking at the Hyatt or Palmer House for fear of lagging receipts. Covid has impacted all kinds of "normalcy", but really - the Congress? But, better that than nothing, I guess. In any event, I hope every single one of you attending IML will go home utterly exhausted, with big fat smiles on your faces, and happy memories of new friends !!!

Do tell!

Took a load from a trucker in back of his truck in North Kansas City at the Flying J. Fucking HOT trucker bear.

For my 18th birthday my parents gave me a trip to San Francisco to visit my older brother. It would be a low-cost trip with frequent flyer miles and my brother’s car providing transportation and his couch providing lodging. Perhaps being a good student and respectful son was its own reward. I was psyched! I was also gay and still in the closet…and still negative. My experiences were limited to a few oral explorations with a buzzed buddy and I was dying to do more! The other issue was I was still in high school and that rather limited my options. My spring break birthday trip was going to get me laid I decided. Being from the suburbs of a Midwestern town, going to San Francisco seemed like going to gay Mecca! As it turned out, my pozzing took place the first day of my 4 day trip. My brother Matt picked me up at SFO at 10:30 am on Thursday. He drove me back to his apartment near the Tenderloin and we had a birthday lunch before he went back to work. I was on my own to explore the city so naturally I hopped on the historic “F” line to the Castro. My youth and 5’-10” frame, slim build and short brown hair seemed to catch a few eyes. I am certain that I looked like a tourist with my gawking at the stores and the men, as well. I literally ran into a man who was exiting the Walgreen’s! I immediately apologized and was very flustered before I caught a glimpse of him. Holy Fuck! A muscle daddy!!! “In a hurry to pick someone up?” he laughed. This put me at ease and I introduced myself. “Pleased to meet you, Timmy! My name is John and I am just about to meet my partner Max for coffee—care to join us?” “Heck yes” was my reply. We sat outside sipping our lattes and discussed my birthday trip and which things a tourist should see and do before the conversation turned to sex by way of me asking about their relationship. These bearded, hairy men were in their 40’s, had been together 8 years and were actively involved with the leather scene. I felt so at ease with them that I talked all about my sexual interests and my desire to lose my virginity in San Francisco. Since my brother’s place was out, they suggested bathhouse options although that seemed a bit too anonymous and intimidating to me. Max suggested that I find some leather daddies who could host and John said that was a wonderful idea! I blushed and stammered a bit. John put his hand over mine and said that it would be their honor to take my virginity as I looked him in the eyes. Max touched my arm and said they could teach me many things and I would be free to explore in a safe environment. How could I say no? Their rather nondescript but clean home was only a 10 minute drive from the Castro. Max took me by the hand after they both had kissed me long and deep and lead me to their bathroom. He took out an odd torpedo shaped tube from under the sink and explained that being cleaned out was important so I could be relaxed and confident about getting fucked. He wiped it down with a bleachy cloth and then rinsed it well explaining the importance of keeping sex toy and sex objects disinfected. I appreciated his knowledge on the subject. When I was squeaky clean, I joined them in their bedroom. They made a point of having me undress each one carefully. I was taught to carefully fold their clothes and show the proper respect by kneeling when removing their boots and socks—followed by kissing their feet, of course! I loved it. They were both daddy-like to my young eyes. John was the bigger and beefier of the two—about 220, 6’-2”, hairy and a large uncut dick. Max was closer to my height at 5’-11”, 195, hairy and a smaller cut dick—but still quite nice. I said they both had nice trouser snakes and they both laughed. John said that I was very observant but perhaps I should look at their biceps. John had what looked like a hooded cobra snake tattoo while Max had another type—a viper I was told. The tattoos were fucking hot! Max said the snakes were their dick nicknames and both snakes liked to inject venom just like their dicks. HOT!! Max said before we start, we should talk about safer sex. He asked what I knew about it and what my comfort levels were. I told him that I knew one should wrap it before fucking. Max gave a little speech about risk. “Life is all about risk just as much as sex. Whether one wears a motorcycle helmet or not is much like whether one wore a rubber—it was a matter of personal responsibility. The only 100% safe sex was masturbation by one’s self and from there it was a sliding scale. For example, you can get crabs from hugging a guy naked. You could wrap it up for oral, although most don’t and it isn’t high risk for HIV assuming good oral health and a man doesn’t cum in your mouth. Two negative men can fuck without rubbers all day long and not transmit HIV, but one needs to be certain of one’s status and the other man’s as well—keeping in mind that there is a window between exposure and testing positive.” Max went on a bit more and then asked if I had any questions. I asked who was going to fuck me first. The guys laughed again and John said with a wink that they had played rock-paper-scissors to decide. Max laughed again and said his viper was smaller that John’s cobra so he would do the honors. I was ready! John lay on his back and told me to climb on top chest to chest. His powerful arms surrounded me, holding me, stroking my skin, tussling my hair while he kissed me deep. Max got behind me and started to probe my ass with his very talented tongue. I groaned into John’s mouth. “He has a magic tongue, doesn’t he? John asked. “You are going to love his viper!” All three of us had foreplay over the next 30 minutes. Both of my daddies seemed to want to learn what made me tick and what I responded to. I managed to deep throat Max, but John was a bit more than I could handle. Worshipping his foreskin was new to me and I loved sticking my tongue under his hood and lick up his free flowing precum. When Max had me opened up with his slick fingers it was time to give my cherry to him—I was so ready! Max suggested a spooning position or doggy so I would be able to control it a bit easier. He wrapped up and I got on all 4’s. This allowed me to suck on John who was kneeling at the front of the bed facing my deflowering. It also gave easy access to my nipples and I found that I loved having them worked on. By pushing out while Max pushed in, I was able to get his head in—barely! Despite his best efforts Max was losing his boner. “I need a break” Max sighed. I thought I had done something wrong but when I looked up at John he shook his head and said “we fuck each other bareback and we are so used to it that condoms can be a major headache for us.” Max was jacking his dick next to my hole and it was making this hot smacking sound. John was milking my nipples while Max was nudging against me. John asked “How about Max just slide in a bit so you know how it feels? He won’t shoot in you without your permission.” I wasn’t saying anything but I was super turned on. “Suck me while Max slides his viper in” John urged. “Mmmm-k” I said and the first dick of my life slowly inched its way inside me. I just worked on John’s foreskin while Max filled me up. I was too focused on my ass to do more with John right then. Max had done a good job of stretching me with his fingers so it didn’t hurt too badly. Mostly I felt full. I could feel that Max was in as far as he could go—his nuts felt heavy against my skin. “Fuck you guys look good!” John exclaimed. “Pull out a little so I can see your viper.” Max pulled back but soon pushed back in. The process repeated itself—Max wasn’t just sliding in to let me know what it felt like—he was fucking me! John was still facing me, dick in my mouth and kneeling so he could see my breeding and kiss his partner. “Fuck our boy, Max” John commanded. “That’s it! Give him what he came for. Make your viper angry so it spits!” Max built up the tempo and I just rode the feeling and let him have his way with me. John’s hot talk made it even better. “Fuck is he tight and griping me …shit, his hole is milking me” Max groaned. “I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer.” John pulled out of my mouth and scootched down to deep kiss me. “Timmy, I want to see you take Max—take it all from him. You are so sexy! It would make me so happy to have Max share his seed with you.” John started twisting my nipples in time with the fucking. “That viper wants to spit—deep in you. Tell Max what you want. Do this for us!” I was moaning really loud and wasn’t thinking about the safe sex lecture—I was thinking about the sensations and pleasing Max. “Fuck me, Max!” I begged. “You want my seed? You want my viper to inject its venom inside you?” Max asked. I just moaned and then said “do it.” “Do what?? Max asked again. “Fuck me! Give me your viper’s venom!” I cried. Max grip tightened like a vise and he started rutting for all he was worth. John was back to kneeling and watching my first poz breeding. I could hear them kissing and moaning then Max hissed that he was cumming. “Take my cum! Take my fucking venom! I am breeding you Timmy! Your ass is mine!” I felt Max ram in as far as he could go and then felt this frantic throbbing and heat within me. I could feel his sweat as he hugged my chest and I held us both up while Max made sure I got all of his DNA injected. "Happy birthday, baby" Max whispered. We remained coupled for a few minutes until Max finally shrunk enough that he slid out of me. “Keep my spunk in you, Timmy. John is going to need it.” Matt explained. Maxed kissed me over and over as he thanked me and praised me for my natural talents and beauty. I lapped it up like a puppy. I then lapped up his dick because he explained that is what a good boy did—it was delicious! Max excused himself for a few minutes and John made his move. “Ready for my cobra, Timmy?” “Fuck, yes!” I agreed most enthusiastically. John wanted to bind ourselves in the missionary position. He got between my legs and hoisted them back lifting my ass off the bed and in position. No discussion about condoms were made, John lined up and pushed. I felt my eyes flutter closed as his thickness spread my hole wider than Max could. I concentrated on the sensation until I felt John bottom out. The look on John’s face was so intense! It was like he was concentrating on a complex riddle and seeing right through me at the same time. His tongue found mine while my legs and arms locked around him. It felt so right! “I am so hot for you, baby. Your ass is so tight and slick with Max’s cum—I am going to add my own to his so that you can be bonded to me.” John murmured. I just groaned and whimpered and gave myself wholeheartedly. Max came in to see his partner join in my infection. John was a masterful top. I didn’t have a gauge to compare his talents except Max’s fuck, but looking back, he was a man’s man. John possessed me. It felt like my whole life had been waiting for this moment—the time that may ass would receive a game changing fuck. I felt enveloped by John’s presence and connected to him in the most instinctive way through his fucking. The feeling was so intense that tears leaked out. I called John’s name and sniffled a bit as I was so lost to him. “Shhhhhhhh. You are ok, baby. You are mine.” John comforted. Max rubbed his hands over us and urged John to breed me. The pace then picked up like a jackhammer. There was no way John could last long, and I didn’t know how much longer I could take it. I begged him to give me his seed. I told him I wanted his cobra’s venom and John obliged. “Here it is, boy! Here is your special birthday gift! I am fucking injecting my venom in you! His eyes glazed over and then shut as he screamed out his pleasure. I held him as tight as I could as he jerked and cried out. John again recapped what he had done, what we had done, and spoke sweet nothings that made me so proud! I held John for the longest time and Max snuggled against the both of us. When John finally popped out of me Max told me to lie on top of him face to face. He kissed me—deep soul sucking kisses that left me dizzy and dripping wet. Max asked if I was ready to lose my virginity. I looked at Max with a quizzical expression and Max just laughed and said “your other virginity!” as he started to position me between his legs. “I took the liberty of getting ready to get fucked while you started with John. Since I am the first man to take your ass, I’d love to be the first man YOU fuck!” Max beamed. John lubed my uncovered dick and smeared some against Max. I fumbled trying to get in but Max was patient and he guided me. It was an incredible sensation—a tightness gripping my head followed by an elastic warmth that sent shivers down my spine, I did my best to follow my mentors’ example and I fucked Max as good as I could. My first fuck didn’t last long, but it was mighty fine! Max seemed to genuinely enjoy my fucking and John was husky as he told me to breed his partner. It was so hot to look down on Max’s hairy body and encouraging face. When Max told me how much he wanted my fresh spunk and kissed me again, I just lost it! Spurt after spurt shot out of me and waves of pleasure made me giddy. I collapsed into Max’s arms. After a rest break, each of us got off one more time. I thanked them both for giving me the birthday present I had really wanted. They both said the pleasure was all theirs. John asked me to hold their seed in me as long as I could so I would be reminded that they were in me now. He also said he hoped losing my virginity had been a positive experience for me and I told them again that I couldn’t thank them enough for what they had done for me. “Our snakes thank you, too” chimed Max. We all laughed at that. They both drove me back to the neighborhood I was staying in and kissed me goodbye. Despite their offer to meet up for coffee again any morning around 10:30, I never did. I got so busy with sightseeing and hanging out with my brother that it just wasn’t doable. I left San Francisco feeling a great deal more sex savvy and ready to spread my oats back in my neck of the woods. I came down with a bad case of the flu a few weeks before graduation but was recovered in time to receive my diploma. At a quick test clinic held by my university the following fall, I learned that my cobra and viper lovers had indeed injected me with venom and I now had a venomous snake of my own!

Back in the 90's, a regional gay/lesbian group in the western Canadian province of BC held an annual week-long camp and celebration alongside the Slocan river in the Kootenay Valley. Several hundred campers on a massive farm alongside a wide slow river of crystal clear water fed by the Kootenay glacier. Although this was not ostensibly a sex party event, a lot of sex happened and in my experience, always BB. I attended each year for the ten years it was held, before local gay politics ended the event. Each year I had many memorable encounters. Part of the fun of camping alongside the river was when the arrangers provided a truck to haul campers along with various air mattress flotation devices and beverages many miles up river and allowing them to flow back down river at leisurely pace. Smart campers learned to not travel with the main pack of floaters, but rather to hold back and find private moments together along side the banks of the river or the many sand bars which formed in the middle of the river. On two occasions one summer I bred a two visiting American Adonis hotties on the same sand bar. The funny thing I later learned at a dance the third night that they were lovers and I don't think they had an open relationship - but I fucked both and so did quite a few others I hear, LOL. I gave and took a dozen loads each week of each year. Locals and travelers from all over learned of the camp and showed up each year. I topped and bottomed freely with many. One cherished memory however is an anonymous bottom who, every single year, sought me out on the same evening of the big amateur talent show night, which was held on the final night of the week-long camping event. From our first encounter until our last, I never spoke a word to him, and all the years of the festival, in the several days leading-up to the annual talent show, I never saw him. Amazingly, I didn't see him once, over all those years, except for the night of the talent show when, as most (if not all) of the campers packed into the tiny hall up the road from the farm land campground, he and I walked out and met at the far end of the small baseball diamond field next to the hall. Wordlessly he would kiss me hug me grope me and disrobe me. In the dark moonlit knee-high grass he would pull me towards him. The only words he ever said would be, at some point after we passionately made out, "Fuck me and cum inside my ass!" Not another word spoken until I came deep inside, and after he had held me inside him tightly until with a sigh he would murmur "Thank you," let me slide out, we would disentangle our discarded clothes and dress in silence. I saw him only by moonlight. He was a blond, sharp featured yet delicate boy with an innocent look in his eyes. Back then I was thin and wiry, with hairy legs and chest and a navy crew cut. I can't tell you why he found me that first night and successive year. By the way, the first year I encountered him I had walked out there to smoke a j, but instead bred him. Each year, never varying in any detail, we met and fucked. On the last year the festival was held, well, everyone seemed to know the locals were not going to continue it ...and our fucking reflected as much. It was rougher more urgent. Raw spit 'n' push as always but with a frenzy of insistent passion that made it wilder than ever before. Again he begged me to fuck and cum inside his ass, and again he thanked me, but as we parted that last time, he grabbed me and pulled me close to see his face in the dim light. His eyes were full of love, yet sadness, yet still tears of joy. He smiled widely, then turned and ran away. To this day I recall the look he gave me that last night and marvel the memories remain stuck in my mind like a grit of sand. What was it about the look? I've see glimpses of that look in others, but just flashes now and then. Most recently I saw it when I gave a twink his first fisting. But I do see the look - it's a mix of total gratitude and melancholy, a deep sadness. I see hints, but not quite the intensity I saw in the eyes of the guy from that festival alongside the Slocan River. I doubt I'll ever understand why, of the thousands of men I have known, I recall him and that look. Moreover I'll never understand how it is we came to find each other year after year. Of course I'll also never know who he was, or what the look expressly meant, but clearly it meant something to me. So, there you have it. A random memory. Raw in every way and most real. For a fiction site, LOL.

Was my first time taking on multiple anonymous loads. A regular that's fucked me and bred me anonymously twice wanted to load me up again. He is very cautious and claims he doesn't bareback with just anyone. I told him I'd be ready in an hour and got to work trying to set up a couple other tops. I started chatting with this latin top with a big dick that needed a hole and was close by, so I put my blindfold on and got ready with my ass up. He was there in 5 minutes and came in. I sniffed some poppers and he lubed up, slid in and started fucking me like a jackhammer with his 8.5" dick. he came in just a couple minutes and left immediately(found out later he was poz). got back on bbrt and almost immediately found another hot muscle daddy that wanted to dump a load. he came over and rimmed my used hole for a couple minutes then fucked me. he pulled all the way out and slammed all the way back in with his 7.5". after about 20 minutes he had dumped 2 loads in me. i never saw him but from what i could feel his muscles were huge. finally i told my regular i was ready. he was there pretty quick and i was still full of the other 3 loads. i sniffed some more poppers. my hole was so sore i've never been used so much before. he lubed up (i didn't tell him i'd already been bred multiple times) and pushed in and started fucking me. he tried to pull out but i reached back and held him in. he was mad i didn't tell him i had already taken loads but i told him to sniff some poppers and just finish. he fucked me so hard for at least 20 minutes and finally grunted hard into me. i could feel his big 8" dick pulsing as he dumped into me. he left and i laid there playing with my cummy hole for another half hour, tasting all the loads on my fingers.