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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.

Many years ago, still in my teens. I visited a gay sauna. This was owned by a gay couple. On paying my fee, the older man called Hughie was very flirty, he was also behind an entrance desk that had his till, towels, chocolate , entrance camera etc. He was flirting, told me I could get in free if I stayed behind the counter with him for a while. I was sucking him behind that desk whilst he was letting customers in, he was talking to his regulars and letting some behind the counter to grope me. His partner Jon took me through to the laundry place and fucked me. He then had me sniffing poppers. I eventually went into the sauna with these new poppers and did everything those Men wanted, must have had about 8 blokes in thd first half hour. Sore ass on bus home.

I find myself in a dilemma. My husband and I promised to always be honest with each other, but I have taken it upon myself to say that honesty isn’t the best policy in order to stay married. The other day after work I was so horny and I found myself driving to an adult book store like I did in my single days. I told myself that I wouldn’t hook up with anyone I just needed to get my rocks off in this seedy establishment (more exciting than just jerking it at home). I get inside and go straight into a room and lock the door. I am watching whatever is playing on the screen; however at this certain place they have a two way glass window between rooms. You can control if you want it on or off so the person next to you can’t see you. I left it on as I was getting hard and then a person entered the room next to mine and was watching me stroke. I turned off the window because I was thinking I shouldn’t be doing this. But I was getting harder thinking about the guy watching me and I turned the glass back on so he could see me. He was watching with anticipation and signaled to me that he wanted to come over. And I accepted. He came into my room and immediately dropped to his knees and began to worship my dick. He wanted me to fuck him but I didn’t have a condom. He said, “it’s okay, I’m married.” (As if that means anything especially these days) But I really wanted him. He sucked me up so good and he had an ass that looked like it has been sculpted by Michelangelo himself. So I fucked and bred him. Afterwards he wanted to know if we could meet again I told him maybe next week but I knew I wasn’t coming back. Why did I come here I thought risking it all, my marriage, a possible STI, Covid for some random ass when I told myself I was just going to jerk off? But deep down I had to know that this afternoon was going to end this way and that’s what I truly wanted. I don’t have the desire to go back there but I still think about that sex and I just know I will be back there or somewhere else again.

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.

I love taking pierced cocks! Feels very fucking horny and looks hot too! This me taking a young pierced lads hot dick!

Was back at the bathhouse (expensive habit). Before I got my clothes off a young Filipino guy, small tight body, with neck and face tattoo started cruising me. I guess it was cruising, he stared at me and started sucking his finger, then he walked over and shoved his hand down the back of my half-opened trousers and started fingering around my hole. Five minutes later he had me up in the sling room., wrists and ankles strapped in. He had a nice cock and a very dirty mouth. He spit on his cock and drove it in before I even knew what was happening. I get fucked a lot, but I still am (relatively) tight. I screamed , thought I was going to faint. He pumped three times and came. He pulled out and said "I thought you were ready". Told him a little more warming up would have been nice. The he said, "OK. I will fuck your black ass slower this time, OK?". I was going to say something, but he was already sliding his cock in again. Pretty much fucked every thought I had out of my brain. No changes of position just a constant jackhammer rhythm and a cock that seemed to hit my prostate with every stroke. Oh yeah, and lots of his sperm for lube from the first time he came. A lot of cum kept dribbling out of my cock. Every time he would swirl his finger in and put his finger in my mouth to suck or into his own. Youngsters these days...

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!

Part 2: Party Time That spring, Brent’s family moved to a bigger house with a sizable pool in the backyard, well-screened from the neighbours’ view by the shrubbery and board fences. When his parents went away for a prolonged summer vacation, taking the younger kids with them, Kyle and I moved in. Not hard to guess what happened then -- the three of us sucked and fucked at all hours, inside, outside, in the water, on the deck, blowing hot loads all over everywhere in sight as well as more blasts of cum that disappeared down various throats or deep inside Kyle’s talented fuckhole. The third Saturday, Brent called a few other select members of the team to come over. At first, Kyle and I thought it was just going to be a guys’ beerfest. But when we asked Brent, he pulled an uncharacteristically sheepish look. “Well, actually, Pete, Kyle – I’ve been meaning to tell you about this for a while….” He then explained to us that he’d been holding xxx-rated “try-outs” in his room at college with three of the younger guys. That selfish bastard had never even let on to us! Well, it’s not like Kyle and I hadn’t been getting our rocks off with each other every chance we could get, but still… The first guy to arrive, around 4:00, was Tyler. Tall and slender, Tyler wasn’t nearly as beefy as some water polo players, but he was a fast sprinter and could swim rings around many of our competitors. He also had a sweet-looking butt, which I instantly knew I wanted to try out. We were halfway through our first beer when the doorbell rang again, and we were joined by Doug and Sven. Doug was a square-built, muscular redhead, while Sven – as you might guess from his name – was a tall, firm-bodied, smooth-skinned blond god with a bulge that showed even in trousers. As soon as we all had brews in hand, Brent led the way out to the patio and we all began stripping (all except Kyle – he’d fallen asleep in an armchair after a late-night party with a bunch of straight friends). Sven and I had worn speedos under our clothes, but the other guys just dropped their clothes and went right into the water in their birthday suits. With a shrug, Sven and I looked at each other and laughed – and then we peeled our speedos down too. At first, it was all just macho horseplay in the pool, but things gradually heated up. I dived under the water just to get a look at the goodies, and saw that Brent already had his big hand squeezing Tyler’s ass cheek, while Doug was slowly jerking Sven’s horse cock. I came up for a breath of air, then dived under again, making a beeline for Tyler’s rock hard tool, which was looking lonely with no one to take care of it. I swallowed a bit of pool water along with my mouthful of cock, but that didn’t even slow me down. When I came up for air again, I saw that Doug and Sven were making out furiously, while Brent had Tyler trapped in his big, muscled arms and was humping against his ass. Tyler started panting eagerly as I zeroed in on his mouth, fastening onto his lips and plunging my tongue in between his teeth. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking it, making him moan. As I did, I felt Brent’s hand close around my rigid dick and that set me moaning too. After a minute of making out, I dived back down and caught Tyler’s cock in my mouth. I could taste precum and guessed that he was about to blow – and I had no objection to drawing out the first load of the day! Sure enough, a couple of minutes and three up-for-airs later, I felt him tense up and his hips began thrusting forward at me. Then his cock convulsed, shooting a blast of sperm into my mouth. I pulled off and watched three more jets of man milk shoot out of his dick and hang in the water. When I came up for air again, I saw that it wasn’t all my doing. While I’d been sucking on Tyler’s dick, Brent had shoved his big man meat right up inside Tyler’s tight young ass and begun pumping in and out. Looking around, I saw that Sven had his big tool buried deep in Doug’s muscular butt and was thrusting hard as well. Heading that way, I repeated my underwater suction pump technique on Doug. When I came up for air this time, Sven yelled at me. “Pete! I don’t want to cum yet. Switch!” I wasn’t going to argue. We’re a team, and we have to help each other carry out the best plays at all times. I let Sven have at it with Doug’s dick, while I worked my way inside his still-tight hole. Right away, I could tell Doug hadn’t been fucked nearly as much as Kyle. His hole gripped me hard, and every move I made wrenched a loud groan out of his lungs. Across the pool, I heard a deep, familiar voice yell out, “Oh, fuck!” That was Brent, blasting his load up into Tyler’s smooth, round butt. Sven had come up out of the water again and headed towards Tyler to see what he could get into there. I was powerfucking Doug for all I was worth, slamming deep into his muscular ass and feeling his guts stroking me at every thrust. I slowed down, wanting to make this one last. Then Doug turned his head over his shoulder, kissed me, and said, “Let’s get out of the water and see what else we can do on one of those,” as he gestured towards the patio furniture around the pool. So we did that. Doug lay down on his back on a lounge chair, lifting his legs to show off his hole (a bit looser now), and I dived right in and began eating his butt. Brent came over and straddled Doug’s head, pushing his big dick down into Doug’s throat. With two hot mouths working on him fore and aft, Doug was moaning and grunting like fury. I was lashing my tongue over his tight little hole and then digging into him, feeling him loosening up and twitching as I worked into his ass. Sven and Tyler had followed our lead, and Tyler was now lying on his face on the next lounge chair over, while Sven plowed straight down into his sweet young ass. After a few minutes of skull-fucking Doug, Brent switched groups and slowly entered Sven from behind, turning a straight-forward fuck into a fuck-train threesome, with Sven in the middle. After only a minute of this, Sven let out a yell and slammed against Tyler, giving him his second load of the afternoon. That’s all I needed to see, and with my dick rested and calmed down (a bit), I slid back into Doug’s muscular ass. This time, I started pumping slowly, but with every intention of dropping my first load of the day inside Doug. I focused all my attention on the young ginger stud under me, stroking my hands over his massive shoulders and broad chest as I worked my cock in his chute. It was right about this point in the afternoon that Kyle woke up, stepped outside, and rubbed his eyes at the full-throttle orgy going on in and around Brent’s pool. “Fuck, guys! You couldn’t even wait to start while I got a bit of rest.” “That’s right,” Brent answered, “and you’ve got some catching up to do so quit wasting time and get to work!” Kyle dropped his pants and came right over to feed his dick into Doug’s mouth while I kept fucking that tight, muscular ass. It only took another minute of deep pounding, and then I could feel my balls pulling up and the sperm bullets making their way up to my rock-hard gun. I hammered Doug half a dozen more times, then slammed all the way in and held it there as my load spurted deep inside his guts. While I was still pulsing out the last few shots, Kyle yelled aloud and dumped his load into Doug’s sucking mouth. Right then, as I was still recovering my breath, I felt two brawny arms encircle my chest, two hands started playing with my nipples, and a deep voice murmured into my ear, “Damn, that was fucking hot.” In the same moment, I felt another totally new sensation, but I recognized it right away -- Brent’s thick man tool was pushing its way into my butt crack and rubbing up and down....

If the Top is quiet, i always wonder and have a little anxiety over whether or not He is enjoying Himself. If He is obviously enjoying Himself and vocal, i get totally pulled into His mood. If He is making love to me, i have to bite my mattress to keep from saying "i love you" (to a complete stranger? lol).

Katie and I left with the go bag and headed to a tattoo parlor. This tattoo parlor wasn't like the one down in LA, although they were familiar with the fetish tattoo's they had not heard of straightbait or 10inchscorpion. I showed them the symbol and they got to work, drawing and then tattooing 10inchscorpions logo like an added weight or charm on the rope around my waist, by the anchor with the straightbait symbol, and the empty side of the fishhook waiting for the poz biohazard symbol to be added. They taped a bandage on the new tattoo and off we went. We tried new clubs and finally arrived at one where not only was I recognized, but it seemed like they were waiting for me. Upon arriving the bouncers letting people in didn't check my ID then just opened up. I felt like a celebrity. There was a table in the back with a placard with my name on it and a large bottle of vodka. We had some drinks, and danced. The Vodka started to hit, and then I noticed a guy in a suit was at our table, I went back to see who it was and if it was the manager, ask who set this up and to thank them. "HEY!" I said waving. The guy pat the seat next to him and I sat down. "Did you get the tattoo?" He asked. "Yes" I said pulling my pants down just enough for him to see the bandage. "There's an afterparty in the penthouse upstairs, you're the guest of honor." he said. "When should we head up there?" I asked. "After a few more drinks," he said signaling the air and then pointing down to our table. A bartender came over, and with a mortar and pedestal started grinding up something before putting it into a shaker with the vodka and mixers. He poured the drink out and handed it to me. It tasted great, but I was really curious what he ground up. When I tried to ask, I got "just a little help" as an answer. The guy in the suit motioned back to the dance floor and off I went to enjoy the exploring hands of the guests and the music. Once I realized I couldn't find Katie anymore I stopped dancing and looked around for her. I caught the suited man by the elevator, and he signaled me over to him. As I walked over to the elevator it was clear I was more than drunk. We arrived in the penthouse and there was a very familiar fuck bench in the middle of the room. Katie was sitting on the couch between two men and enjoying herself. A guy walked up in front of me and helped me undress. I was placed on the bench and my wrists and ankles were strapped down. Katie came up to me and said, "They instructed me to apply this lube from your bag." I drunkenly nodded and let my head hang, my world spinning too much to look around. I focused on the floor, the tiles had a design and in my woozy state I got lost in the thoughts of what it could be. I felt a syringe enter my hole and spray the lube inside, it was warm, even for my ass. I saw feet stepping into view, as they covered part of the design, I realized what the design in the floor was, Biohazard symbols. 'Where the fuck was I' I thought. 'How'd they know I was coming. Are all these guys poz? If they're poz why are we using 10inchscorpions cum as lube?' The man grabbed my head and placed a poppered covered rag over my nose. It was so cold it hurt, I opened my mouth and the part that covered my mouth had poppers on it as well. While poppers usually made me relax and drowsy, this time in my already drowsy state it made me awake and horny. Hands were placed on my ass and my cheeks were spread, then the familiar feel of a cock was placed at the entrance to my hole and pressed into me. The poppers worked their wonders as my hole relaxed and I felt his cock go inch by inch into me until the mans hips contacted my ass. He sped up and really fucked me good, my chastity cage rocked back and forth knocking into the fuck bench with each thrust. The man came, Katie placed more lube, the man administered more poppers, and another cock replaced the old one in my ass. This cycle continued and I was loving it. What ever was in the drink and the poppers brought me to a new level, a black circle entered my vision and expanded, then filling with colors and my ears droned out the music. All I could feel was my cock and balls, my hole getting fucked, and all I could hear was the sounds of hips hitting my ass and a man moaning. I slowly faded out. I woke up to Katie's roommate kneeling in front of me. "Welcome back slut." he said. I lifted my head and looked around, the room was empty, everyone had gone. "You did good tonight slut, with any luck you pozzed the sluttiest tops in San Jose. And if you want this cock again," he said gripping his junk through his pants. "You'll stop taking your "allergy pills" and get stung by me." He unlatched the straps and helped me up, my asshole was cool, from the amount of cum, and lube in and around it. He walked me over to the couch and sat me down on a towel next to him. "So do you like my club?" "This is yours?" I asked admiring the penthouse. "Yep, it's a little side project of mine, just wanted a place for high rollers to have fun." he paused, looking around. "Good work on the tattoo, pretty soon you'll have to add that biohazard symbol and have your poz party at that tattoo parlor." "How did you-" I started. He lifted a hand to shush me, "I just heard while down in LA, I've got no part in that. Next weekend you're coming up here, I'm leaving you in control of the pills, remember if you want me to fuck you, you'll stop taking them." I nodded. The drive down to LA felt longer than usual, the "allergy pills" sat in the drink holder next to me. Every once in a while I'd pick them up and stare at the bottle as I drove on the straight and narrow 5 freeway. My window was halfway down and the weather was perfect. In front of me sunlight cut through the clouds and lit up the golden grassy hills. I got lost in thought about how I felt on that bench, how my vision blacked out, like I was being pulled instead of "towards the light" I was being beckoned to the darkness. While I was lost in the memory, a rock hit and cracked my windshield, I ducked and flinched, the pill bottle with PreP in it, falling out of my window onto the freeway. I swerved but maintained control. I guess my decision was made for me. Good, I wanted that cock again.

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

I just took the weekend and traveled from a very conserve area of the country to ST Louis with the purpose of getting fucked and used. So I got there on Thursday evening rented a hotel and took off to the bathhouse to get filled then when I got back to hotel put up an add for tops to come and bred me. Had this one top come and fill me up with his big long cock and leave my hole dripping with his cum. so hot

The Raw Adventures of Jack (Part 3) We left the club together, Hoodie, his friend and I, and in the orange lamplight hastily climbed into a really battered old Marina; it was full of all sorts of junk and reeked of cigarette smoke. My god those cars are old and this one rattled and choked like it was on its death bed! I pushed some of the junk onto the floor and sat in the back with Hoodie beside me; he spent the whole journey running his left hand up and down the inside of my right thigh, deliberately bumping into my crotch. The agony in my balls was exquisite! ‘Oh sorry, this is Phil,’ Hoodie tapped our driver fondly on the shoulder. Phil glanced over at me as though this kidnapping was an everyday occurrence. ‘Hi Phil. I’m Jack,’ and I turned to Hoodie. ‘What’s your name? You haven’t told me.’ Hoodie popped that lop-sided grin at me again and paused his massage of my leg. He moved closer to me across the back seat and looked me deep in the eyes. ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ His grin spread wide. What a cheeky bastard you are, I thought …. a cheeky, teasing, dirty, fucking gorgeous bastard. ‘I’m Mateusz. My friends call me Matt but you can call me Mateusz if you like!’ He grinned broadly and gave my chin a soft pretend punch. ‘Now play nice, Matt,’ Phil chirped from the front. Okay I thought. You are a cheeky bastard and I’m going to have to be careful with you. And actually from that point on I’ve deliberately never called him anything but Mateusz. ‘That’s a Polish name, huh? I thought, when I met you, you might be Danish.’ ‘Yup. My folks are from ‘the old country’. I guess Denmark’s not a bad guess. I’ll give you 6 out of 10.’ ‘You’re keeping a score?’ I raised an eyebrow. The horny bastard just kept grinning at me and started playing with my thigh again. ‘Oh god!’ Phil groaned from the front. Sounds like I’m not the first bit of ass Mateusz has taken home. The guys shared a flat just across the main road from King’s Cross. We left the car and entered a tall 19th century red-brick building, gloomy in the lamplight. Two flights up and we reached the flat. Like the car, the flat was a complete mess, stuff everywhere and there lingered the smell of curry and cigarettes. It was warm inside. Once in we took off our shoes, Phil busied himself in the kitchen and Mateusz offered water for us all. I accidentally stepped on some hand weights. ‘Oh! Who works out?’ I asked. ‘Not me,’ said Mateusz thumbing his hand at Phil, who raised an arm. ‘I don’t need it,’ he grinned. ‘Come on; we are going to have a shower.’ He pushed me roughly towards the door and out into the corridor. ‘We are? Oh okay!’ Mateusz led me to one of the bedrooms; he left the lights off but the all-pervading orange of the street lamps lit the room perfectly well. He stripped so fast I barely had time to notice. Unbuckling his belt, he slid the blue jeans down in one swift action leaving them where they lay on the floor; the hoodie and t-shirt came over his head in a similar fast action and flew across the room, though he took a second carefully to unhook his glasses and rest them on a table. ‘Come on,’ he chided me. As I began to undress, I caught a glimpse of a stringy, lanky, hairy body all arms and legs scrolling out of his boxers and a brief flash of his swaying cock and balls as he slipped out of the door. I took my time, neatly folding my clothes and gingerly walked out towards where I heard the shower. He already looked like a wet dog, his hair matted and dark in the falling water; his beard was dripping but there was that grin again. His torso was covered in hair, two bright red nipples standing out, and his legs were as matted with dark hair as everywhere else. His soft cock jiggled around, water dripping onto the sack of his bright pink balls. Even his long lumpy toes were hairy. What a sight! He’s not exactly well built but there’s something very raw and sexual about him. He was eyeing me as he waited for me to slip in beside him. We are the same height, I thought, but we look so different. He’s all sharp angles, elbows, rib cage, hair and bones and here’s me, soft undulating plain pink-blue skin, muscles well defined, back and ass curving and round, big thighs. Once I got wet, Mateusz started to wash me, rubbing his hands vigorously over my back and ass, lifting one arm and then the other and sliding his hands from time to time into my crack. Now I understand the shower! He rubbed my back dry for a few seconds and gave me the towel, scampering dripping wet out into the corridor. I half expected him to shake himself dry like a dog but I quickly dried myself off and made my way back to the bedroom. ‘Yes. That’s better!’ He was rubbing himself down with his t-shirt which he suddenly tossed back onto the floor and, pulling back the duvet, leapt into the bed, his balls dancing around under his hairy ass. He wriggled furiously around in the bed, either excited or just getting really dry. ‘Come on Jack!’ he sounded almost annoyed. ‘Get the fuck in my bed!’ I finished drying off, folded the towel over a radiator and walked slowly to the bed. Okay so Mateusz is an impetuous, horny dog and he’s picked up a bit of muscle to play with ….. so I’d better flaunt my muscle a bit. I stood over the bed, looking down at him grinning from below. I placed my arms akimbo, hoping he’d take in my toned swimmer’s build. ‘Stop showing off and get in here!’ he flipped back the duvet. I slipped down and in beside him resting on my elbow. The bed felt slightly damp but as I ran my hands over his furry stomach and up across the hairs of his chest to his face, I realised how incredibly warm this dog on heat was, just like in the club. I leant in and kissed him. He wrapped his arms strongly around me and I fell on top of him. We were so fierce in wanting to get into each other’s mouth, it was like we needed to eat each other … then our teeth hit and we stopped. ‘Lie back,’ he told me and in one ungainly move he sat up, pushed back the duvet, whipped round and passed his left leg over my head. His cock and balls loomed over my face and we began to 69. His groin smelled fresh and clean from the shower and my face was encased in a hairy mass as I began to lick and suck his balls. His torso arched over mine but I felt a hand on my cock and then a warmth enclose it as Mateusz started to suck me. I eyed his hole, wreathed in hair but tight and pink. My arms were trapped but I freed my right and started to massage it. He was busy on my cock with enthusiastic moans and slurps. I could feel his hard cock bouncing on my chin and chest so I slid down a little and started to lick and slide along its length. It was surprisingly hard and fat, head pointed like a torpedo, the shaft curving inwards, fat and bulbous in the middle. I squirmed down some more to try and get it in my mouth but I couldn’t reach. The noises he was making round my cock carried on. I released the other arm and reached up to feel the tight, muscular contours of his hairy ass and thighs. But before I could very get far, the horny dog bounced back up and round and was looking me back in the face again. ‘Hi! You okay?’ He grinned and I nodded. ‘Your cock tastes good. Nice and firm. Fills my mouth perfectly!’ He sounded like a connoisseur of the male organ. And before I could reply he was burrowing away in my left armpit, licking and sniffing and rooting around, just like a horny dog. I enjoyed the attention he was paying me. We carried on in this way, exploring our bodies, smelling and tasting and eating each other as much as we could. There was a moment when Mateusz leapt out and scampered off to the kitchen to get water and a cold bottle of poppers straight from the freezer. We drank and grinned at each other but pretty soon the dog was back sniffing around its prey. We explored each other for hours, getting hornier and hornier and more and more desperate to devour each other. Eventually, I found myself lying back, legs up and wide open, Mateusz buried away snuffling round my balls and ass. He fingered around my hole, licked it, tongued it, rubbed his beard over it and pressed his nose in. I moaned, raising my groin to meet his face. He snuffled around and I let out a gasp. I was so horny by now, that longing ache in my balls was back. I rubbed the head of my hard cock. His hair gently brushed against the inside of my thighs, my skin tingling and my balls drawing up tight. His beautiful head popped up over my stomach; that horny grin spread across his face again. ‘You okay? You like it?’ ‘Oh Mateusz, baby, that’s sooo good.’ And then I just had to ask. ‘Man, I need you inside me. Please fuck me. Please!’ He flicked his eyebrows at me and that gorgeous grin on his face just made my hole twitch and my balls ache all the more. He came up close and looked me deep in my eyes. ‘You want it. You sure?’ I writhed and groaned and breathlessly begged him. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and kissed me. I was desperate to have this dirty little dog inside me. The head of my hard cock was wet with pre-cum as I smeared it in and rubbed frenetically. Mateusz sat up on his haunches and pushed back my legs. I looped my arms through and he dropped his lanky torso between my muscular thighs. He spat on his right hand several times, rubbing the spit up and down on his hard curved cock. I saw the torpedo glistening below. It curved upwards towards Mateusz’s belly. He pushed it down and poked at my slippery hole. I winced as he pushed it in. I realised, with a happy warmth in my stomach, that he was not using a rubber and that, without any discussion, we were going to bareback. That made me want him even more. I was masturbating in earnest, ever few seconds a quick flick of the wrist. ‘You need the poppers?’ my lover asked. I nodded and he handed me the bottle. Unscrewing the top, I took a long deep hit. I offered them to him but he refused. He slid the slimy raw torpedo back in as the poppers began to take effect. I consciously relaxed and opened my legs further. The poppers were swilling in my head as Mateusz began to rock back and forth, slowly, everso slowly, increasing the rhythm as he started to fuck me. He looked me in the eyes; he wasn’t grinning now; he just had the look of a man focussing all his mind and energy on one task, fucking the man lying beneath him. I held his gaze, mouth open, tongue out, masturbating hard; I wanted him; I wanted him so badly. I could feel the thickness of his cock as it slid in and out. It curved upwards and inwards as he slid back and forth. He moved slightly to his right, resting on one bony arm and holding onto my muscular left leg. He was focussed, sweat streaming down his neck and across the thick dark hairs of his chest. He moved again, slipping further forwards, his arms dropping either side of my face as I stared up at his scrawny hairy chest. I took another long deep hit of poppers. ‘I’m going to cum soon,’ Mateusz breathed out. He kept up the rhythm and I felt myself opening up physically and as ploughed me. The poppers took hold; my breathing was fast and I could feel my orgasm building in the base of my groin. ‘I’m going to cum too. Don’t stop fucking me. Fill me up baby!’ and within seconds I was squirting thick blobs of white creamy juice onto my flat hairless belly. I looked up at my beautiful horny dog but Mateusz was lost in a world of his own, focussed entirely on the torpedo ripping into my guts. His eyes were glazed over and his breathing was erratic. I’m not sure when exactly he started breeding me for he was uncharacteristically silent, but as the seconds ticked by, I realised my guts were filling up with his seed. I have never been happier to be a gay man or felt more fucking alive than at that moment, locked together, impaled on this beautiful man’s hard torpedo of a cock, his sperm swimming around inside my guts, my own seed beginning to run in dribbles down the sides of my belly.

While he was not a clerk at an adult store- he was the clerk at Club Z when I was changing rooms. I told him I had such good time I was going to stay longer- he says ' Oh I know you had a good time as I fucked you and came twice' I did not recognize him but said thank you very much.

Some of you may know some of the posts I have made about getting cock that was not planned. I have a circle of Pakistani cab drivers that I service quite regularly, which started of unexpectedly. I had the young lad from my car wash, awesome.. unexpectedly. The other week I had the cleaner from my building, that has moved on to fucking me. I will write that up at some point. Again unexpected. Today I add another unexpected service of a cock. MY BARBER... Ok, so I have yet another Pakistani hair barber, been going quite a few times for haircut beard trim, hot face towelling, you get the picture? So today, he was on own, his business partner had gone home as it was quiet. Now this guy Moz is quite a hottie, hairy, little beef, lovely ass, tall, bearded and his nipples always show through his T shirt. Cute face, moody looking. Today he had shorts on and a Adidas T. So he was chatting away, we was talking shit, he was telling me about an incident in his shop etc. Talked about wife, 4 kids blah blah. Anyway, he was leaning into me doing my beard, i had my hands on the ends of the barbers chair, ( I had gown on ) I managed to turn my hand and feel his pressing bulge. He moved around to the other side of my chair, I was prepared and turned my hand to palm side to get a feel and I did, just briefly. He asked if I wanted a facial!!! He meant a cleansing mask, I said yes, however I thought you meant something else, he just laughed. We got talking about money, how to make some. I was telling him about a friend who has joined a companion site and accompanies older people out to places as a gigalo type, he was not sure what I meant. Anyway I told him that my friend used to make extra money by having sex with them. He immediatly asked if it was Men or Women. I said both, he said cool, he said he loves having his cock sucked and balls licked his wife does nothing like that. I said you may be good on that site, you are very handsome. He said, have you ever had the gaysex? I said yes, I love sucking dick and I also love getting fucked. I told him about my Pakistani cab drivers. So, i had this black face mask on, he said come for smoke in back whilst that dries, i looked like Batman with the mask on and gown. He rolled himself a cig, told me to roll one, I did, he went back into shop and put back in 10 mins notice on door. My heart was racing, he came back in the backroom and went into the toilet and stood in there so I could see the back of him, came back out edgy, stood in front of me. I stroked his stomach and said you look good. He the pulled out this beautiful thick cut dick, big, small balls asked me if I liked it. I dropped to my knees and sucked that beauty for all it was worth, gagging on it even, he was groaning, he shot his load down my throat and said he was sorry he cums quick. I told him it was great loved it. He smiled, we went back to shop, he finished cutting my hair and getting this rock hard stuff off my face. Loved it. Btw below image not his but very similar So I am asking, you guys ever get unexpected sex, do you take an opportunity or help it along?

I have many times, I've sucked been sucked, fucked and been fucked at some point by different clerks, in different bookstores, in different cities. They get horny too, if they are attracted to you they are at least as likely to act on it as their customers are.

Update: So I was talking the other day to one of my favorite Partners-in-Breeding back in Chgo. Having left Chgo 11 years ago, I asked about the Congress, and he said it's been completely re-done, and it's very nice now.

I rarely wash the jock I always wear for sex. It has all my juices in it---and the wet holes of countless men it has been pressed against as I fuck. I have been known to sell them... I also make them for guys by special order, as in what juices they want in the fabric....

Traveling for work and chatted with a hot fit daddy type earlier today. After some back and forth with him, I finished my work and went out for a while with colleagues. After that, I went over to daddy's place to meet him. He was pretty discreet, which normally doesn't mean much, but because of his location, I had a hunch about his profession. After we did the deed and I returned to my hotel, I did a little digging around on the internet and confirmed my suspicions about his profession. On the off chance that he's reading this, sorry for making you break your vow of celibacy, but thanks for the hot fuck and pounding your load deep in my guts, Father.

I just took 3 ays to get out of town and headed to ST Louis. rented a hotel room and took a big long cock who shot his load in my ass and left me dripping with white cum leaking out of my hole was so hot. they got dress and went to the bathouse to take more loads. so much fun

After stopping for dinner I got back on the road, the cold air of the valley lengthened the crack made by the rock that hit my windshield earlier that afternoon. I drove for about 15 more minutes before another rock hit my windshield causing it to practically shatter in place, it was tough to see, and too cold to stick my head out the window so I pulled over and called AAA. They were able to get a hold of a local tow service but even still it'd be an hour or more until I could get service. I fell asleep in the drivers seat and it was pitch black other than the cars driving by. I was awoken by a knock on my window. I got out of my car and was greeted by a large man. He was very nice and hooked my car up before helping me up into his cabin. It was a quiet ride to a garage where he parked and said, "Look AAA pays me to bring the car to the garage but you're on your own for a ride elsewhere and for a stay. Rental car joints won't be open until tomorrow morning." "Well that sucks, Is there a place to stay around here?" I asked. "Well, you kinda have a choice." He said while working. "Ok?" "You Uber across the valley to Bakersfield and find a hotel." "Or?" "You stay with my partner and I" He smiled and slapped his hands on his pants. "That sounds a lot better than waiting for an Uber and paying for a janky hotel, Let me grab my bag." I said and threw my go bag over my shoulder. "Smart boy" He said helping me into his cabin again, "But there will be payment." It felt like forever until we arrived at a pretty humble place in the middle of nowhere. I was a combination of horny and worried. I've been fucked by strangers before, even gone into homes I didn't know, but usually people knew where I was and I knew what I was going there for. "We got company tonight William" The driver, Rob, said as he entered his house. "Where did you- Oh hello", William said as he entered the room and saw me. He immediately started to eye me up and down and started to ask me questions, name, where am I from, and in between talking to Rob like I wasn't even there. "I love your job Robert, What happened to his car, etc." "Sounds like you had a rough night, go clean up." I went to the bathroom with the go bag, I cleaned myself out and showered. When I got out of the shower, my clothes weren't on the floor by the bag. I figured that there would be fun tonight, so instead of wrapping myself in the towel, I dried myself off and exited the bathroom naked, with only my chastity device. "Oh your poor cock, we can take care of that if you want sweetie" Willam said covering his mouth with his finger tips and staring at the device. "No, I'm good, thanks though." I answered. "You enjoy being locked up?" he asked. "I just get more out of submitting, thats all." "Have you ever been locked up?" "Tied down, yeah, but not locked." "Thats good enough for us" he said leaving the room. Rob entered the room out of the shower with just a towel on, He looked just as I'd imagined, big belly, strong arms and tons of hair. He smirked and made a comment about how he knew I was a bitch, and sat on the couch in his towel, then undid his towel. His cock was soft, and looked small, but there was also a lot of hair. I'm used to the clean cut men of Weho and 10inchscorpions high ticket crew. "Willam is just preparing the room, but we can get started," he patted the couch next to him. I sat next to him and leaned in to go down on him, one hand rested on my back, and the other behind his head. His hand started lightly rubbing and exploring as I started to lick the tip of his cock, navigating his belly and his hair. His cock started to grow in my mouth until it was almost too big for me to reach his balls with my tongue. I gave it my best, now horny as hell and very curious what was in the room Willam was in. William came out and started to explore my ass with his hands, probing and seemed to be checking my clean up job. He spread my cheeks and dove in, tonguing my hole causing me to clench in surprise. His finger pushed his saliva into me and he continued to lube me up with his spit. "This one came prepared Rob," Willam said taking a breather, "His ass is delicious." Rob grunted to acknowledge him, slapped my face full of his cock and said, "he just gave you a compliment trucker bait" I lifted my head and thanked William and then added, "It's Straightbait". "The fuck?" Rob said pulling me fully off his cock and spitting in my mouth. "The fuck you mean." His spit was surprisingly clean and not fowl like I've had before. "On porn websites, I'm Straightbait" "That sounds like our night got a lot more interesting." Rob said, turning on the large screen TV across the room, then reached over me to grab the bluetooth keyboard. He pulled up my videos and after a quick search, clicked on one of my gang bangs. He pulled me off his cock, and lifted me up by the throat. My hole was wet and cold, his cock was wet and ready. He placed me down on his cock, facing him, William was behind me, guiding his cock into my ass. Not the biggest by far that I've had but my hole was happy to be filled again. He hugged me close, my head on one side of his. William walked around the couch and shoved his cock in my mouth standing behind the couch and rob who was slowly moving his cock in and out. My chastity device was pressing into his stomach and seemed uncomfortable for the both of us. Rob grabbed my hair and pulled me off Willams cock. Grabbed me by the throat, clasping both hands on either side of my neck and lifted me, choking me, airborne and walked with me like a rag doll to a dark room. He placed me on my feet, the floor was cold, and I could feel it's roughness. A light turned on over a torn up car and Rob went to the wall, grabbing bolt cutters off a rack. "that thing comes off, But you're still not cumming slut," rob said. He used the bolt cutters to tap my inner thighs making me spread my legs. He placed it on the small lock and snipped it off. Grabbed my whole cock and device and painfully pulled it off me. He then twisted my arm behind my back and bent me over like a prisoner unable to see where I was being taken. We walked to a room where he pushed me into a sling, grabbed my ankles and locked them to the chains on either side. "What were you on in the gangbang, meth?" "no" I answered. "GHB? What was it slut" he said gripping my balls. "Xanax if anything." I answered. "If anything?" he said pulling me by my balls. "I just like poppers and I'm good" "Well no shit, thats impressive" Another TV turned on to our right. William picked another video. "Hey Rob, Did you notice his ass?" "What about it?" he said shoving a thumb into me, a nail scratching on it's way in. "He looks like one of Michaels." William said choosing a 10inchscorpion video. "No fucking way, Mikey?" Rob asked. "You know a boy by the name 10inchscorpion?" "Yes sir, I've met Michael." I said, my head back, enduring the assault on my hole. "You've met him!? he let you see him?" "Yes sir." "Damn you must be special, or a damn good fuck." Rob said pulling his fingers out, then slapped my ass. "You, you guys know him?" I asked. "Know him? HA, we pozzed him little one, Little Mikey is all grown up." Rob spit on his cock and pressed it into my ass again, starting what was going to be a long night.

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************* This is a fantasy, it hasn’t happened…..Yet. It was a lively night in town, with lots of good looking big furry men in for the weekend. I’m a fairly shy individual around new people and find it difficult to engage, so in turn I get little action. On this night I decided to enjoy myself, let loose and drink copious amounts of beer. After some time I was probably getting a bit flirtatious, only to spot a handsome Daddy Bear, dressed in leather, sporting yellow and hunter green hankies in his left back pocket. I watched him drink his beer and I was imagining drinking HIS fresh from the tap, at least inwardly, if not outwardly smiling at the prospects of his beer piss. In any event, apparently I was none too discrete in staring at him, because he glanced over at me with a look that was almost agitated, but still he motioned for me to come over to him. "What is it you want, boy?" he grunted. "Well, I was looking across the bar and I saw you and found you hot, and...," but before I could finish an apparently unending sentence, Daddy took my jaw in his grasp and repeated his question. "What is it you want, boy?" "Well, I saw your yellow and green hankies and...." Again I failed to satisfy him because again Daddy silenced me, this time covering my yapping mouth with his leather-gloved hand, but this time his question was thoughtfully more succinct. "So, you are a piss loving Daddy's boy?" At this point Daddy removed his hand from my mouth and lifted my head up so I had no choice but to gaze into his black eyes. "Yes, sir," I replied. I was learning. With that he drew my head firmly against his chest and whispered "You don’t have to address me as 'Sir', boy. I know you want to call me Daddy, and by the way, Daddy needs a boy like you." Then continuing, but now in an even quieter whisper "You like to get fucked bareback, don't you, boy?” "Yes, Daddy," I responded, my reply quiet yet with an excited squeal. "Good. That’s the way Daddy likes to fuck. Oh, and tell me one more thing. Are you poz or neg?" "I’m neg, Daddy." “Daddy is poz, boy. Do you still want to be Daddy's boy?" Apparently the beer had gone to my head because, without missing a beat I replied "Yes, absolutely yes, Daddy." Then, pulling me even more tightly against his chest, Daddy whispered "Oh, just in case you want to know, Daddy wants to poz you, boy, and make you mine. I wanna make you my poz son.” With that, Daddy brushed his 'stache across my lips, and then added "You’re such a shy boy and you really want to be Daddy’s piglet, don’t you, boy? You want Daddy to show you how to be a good pig boy. You want to be bred by your Daddy and become Daddy’s very own poz boy. Tell Daddy. You want all that, don’t you boy?” "Yes, Daddy," I replied, thinking to myself 'More than anything I want to serve and please Daddy, and for the rest of my life be Daddy's poz son'. Apparently, however, my simple affirmation was enough for Daddy as he replied "Gooooood boy. Come to the bathroom with Daddy." Taking me by the hand, Daddy led me to the restoom, where there were no urinals, only a piss trough. Daddy was no novice to the situation, however. He pushed me to my knees, pulled his fat, uncut dick out of his trousers, a smile hovering on his lips, and commanded "Drink all of Daddy's beer piss." A few guys watched on as I drank it all down another bear approached and asked DADDY if he could use DADDY’s urinal… Man at urinal : Can I use your urinal? Daddy: Fuck yeah.. go ahead.. I’m teaching my boy how to be a good pig.. DADDY looked down at me) “drink every drop of the strangers piss.. and get used to it boy.. DADDY’s gonna make you do this a lot.” After I finished the mans piss the only toilet behind a closed door opened up and DADDY grabbed it as two men made their way out.. Daddy: Get your butt in there boy: (I quickly complied. He closed the door behind us… I was faced to the toilet.. there was a mirror over it and I could see his handsome intent face looking back at me in the reflection) Daddy: “DADDY’s got rules about fucking his neg boy raw, One, you have to ask for DADDY’s POZ cum.. Two, you have to obey me, no talking back, Three, once my POZ seed enters you, you become mine for life and you’ll be with me and obey me till you die.. You may always call me DADDY but this is a time when Sir is appropriate, understood pig? boy: Yes Sir. Daddy: Good boy.. now .. what do you want? boy: I want DADDY to fuck me . Daddy: and what else do you want? boy: I want DADDY’s POZ cum.. Daddy: and what will that make you? boy: DADDY’s POZ pig boy. Daddy: Fuck yeah boy… (HE spits on his dick and thrust his cock into me which hurts like hell.. but soon I was in fucking pig heaven.) “You like DADDY’s POZ cock in you boy? boy: Yes DADDY I love DADDY’s big POZ cock in me. Make me yours DADDY, make me your son.. your POZ son. Daddy: Yeah son, I’m the reason for your life and death from here on out. boy: OOOOOOh fuck yeaaaah.. own me DADDY, my life is yours. Daddy: Oh yeah son, you got that right my submissive little bitch, sweet, smart and stupid at the same time.. just what I like , I’m gonna love taking advantage of you, cherishing you and twisting you. .. oh fuck yeah.. are you DADDY’s stupid boy? boy: oh Yeaaahhh DADDY. POZ my stupid ass.. give me your knowledge and pain. Show me your POZ life. Make me your poz pig boy. Daddy: Fuck yeah stupid pig, DADDY’s getting close .. gonna give you my love and pain boy…. Fucking ask me to kill you with my cock boy… don’t argue bitch boy just fucking do it. . boy: oh fuck yeah DADDY, kill me with your cock. Yeah..kill me with your cock Daddy I want DADDY’s POZ cum.. Daddy: ahhhhhhh fuck I’m shooting my death seed in you boy Ahhhhhhhhgg, take that aids seed whore boy.. fuck.. you’re my POZ boy son.. my sick fucking POZ boy. .. fuck yeah take care of those Aids babies Daddy’s pumping you full pusssy boy… your pregnant with your Daddy boy.. shoot that neg cum out of your boy cock. Your mine now. boy: (head spinning from the bonding that just happened ( ahhhhh Daddy.. I’m yours, I’m yours Daddy. Thank you Daddy. Thank you for your poz cum Daddy aahhhhhhhgg ahhhhg) Daddy takes me home and never lets me go.

Bignazicock kicked off of Twitter yet again. Think he might have set up his own site but can't find. Anyone know the best place to find his awesome videos?

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

Very curious if any other bottoms/subs into chastity have ever worn a cage to a bathhouse and what the reaction was...been looking to do it but not sure how other guys would react. Of course I figured it would be the clearest way to indicate I'm a pussy boy bottom...

I met this 20 year old guy Saturday. We went to my house and started to get hot and heavy. He played with my Ass and got ready to fuck me. He put in a condom and his erection went soft. I said take it off. He did and I sucked him hard . I then guided it in bare. He said that was a wonderful feeling as he had fucked girls with a condom only. After a few minutes he said he was going to cum. I just pulled him close so all his cum went in me. When he was done he said it was a wonderful experience he had never felt before. I said any time you want to repeat it let be know

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.

The Principal was the turn I did not now I wanted but Yes please. I wish that had happened to me. God Jamie is having the time of his life. Looking forward to him being knocked up for good.

Fuck, now that's what you call PA, hot 🔥🔥🔥

Those going to IML you have to go to The Steamworks bathhouse. It’s worth your time to go.

Well, damn and double damn it ... all this covid mess, not going places, the up-rooted sense ... It was my damn Cock looking at the calendar, not my damn eyeballs ... Mr. Cock only has one eye, and it's been oozing CockDrool more than usual, so maybe that's his excuse. And no, I'm not buying him glasses !!! I don't care - I'm going anyway*. Soooo !!! Since I usually limit myself to Friday and Saturday nights, does this mean I simply have to go again tomorrow night and Saturday night TOO ??? And, you're right, ErosWired, in that Thursdays can be good too. When I was first contemplating moving to Ft.L., I flew down on a Wed, spent all of Thursday looking a God Alone knows how many places. I'd sniffed around in advance, and thought that Slammer might be my kind of place, and went that Thursday night. It's not quite what Fri and Sat nights are, but it was great. Next day, flew back home and slept on the plane until it started descending to land. Oh - the next day I called the realtor (he gave me one-sheets re: all the properties), and said "I'll take that one" - and that was that. *having already started "the process", despite the fact that I seldom actually take a Cock up my gut, if one seems particularly perversely pointed at my Hole, I cannot be un-prepared. That said, I really detest the prepping part. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

that is one of the hottest stories on this site. wow. sure wish I was Trevor. getting bred and filled

I love getting my ass eaten, especially while I am breeding a bottom.

My last load was from a guy I met on A4A. He hosted me one morning. His cock was 8.5x6 about. Anyway I told him I wanted him raw (BB). Being dominant he decided all I was worthy of was his and my saliva as lube. That’s was a rough deep fuck. When he unloaded I could feel his warm cum coat my ass and the friction went away until the next mounting. My legs were over his shoulders and he plowed the hell out of my ass; he kind of mean about it then deliver another load and sent me packing.

I started at 5-6 when my 16 yr old brother used me to get his teenage cock sucked. I'm so grateful for that experience because I'm a passionate cocksucker today. I think boys should be introduced into male-male sexuality as young as possible.

“Oh my god his cock is inside me. His cock is in my ass.” *Pictures mental image of his cock pounding in and out of my wet hole* “His cock feels so good filling up my mouth.” ”I was born to take cock.” ”I want to taste that creamy load.” ”Knock me up. Fill me with cum.” If I’m not into the guy for whatever reason: “I can’t believe I’m sucking this guy’s cock/I let this guy fuck me. Do I want cum bad enough to keep going? How can I stop politely?”

The right age is not if you say yes, it's whenever you don't say no. Seriously. The first time you might not know yet if you're going to like it. So if a man says he wants to do it, as long as you don't hate the idea, you should let it happen. No matter if you're 6 or 16. Not a popular idea? Well tell me what's the worst that can happen if they do it? Blowjobs aren't exactly torture! Worst case you learned something and wasted a few minutes. Best case you just realized what you like.

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 😈

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.

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.

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!

It is TOTALLY why I am who I am today. Its super clear. To be fair I was already a kinky little boy, but they steered me into the perversions I have now. I cover it briefly in my profile description. Here's the longer version. In the mid to late 90s I was 10 years old. Like I said, I was KINKY. Hornier and younger than any kid I've met. By 10 I'd already been: - fucking my own ass with carrots from the fridge... - sucking off moms boyfriends dog and trying to get it to fuck me... - borrowing an early digital camera from the school lab "for a project" and using it to snap naked pix of me sucking the dog... - and finally being humiliated in school when I tried to play "show and tell" with another kid from a higher grade, and he got his friends to come too... when I pulled out my cock first and asked to see theirs, I instantly became the school "fag" "gay" and "queer". It was the school incident that did it. I now had names for what I was into. I was a latchkey kid (mom worked nights, no dad) and I had the Internet. So I went online and quickly found gay places... and others like me. I didnt say my age there, as I didnt want to get kicked out I just said that I was younger and the city I lived in. A guy replied and said he was from my area, and we emailed. I told him how young I really was. He didn't have a problem. We chatted about what I liked and I even sent him the pics of me and the dog (this is a key fact for later). He soom suggested I meet him to chat about gay life in person. I was eager to meet another fag like me. So he arranged to pick me up and stay a night and we'd go to a party. OK in hindsight obviously a sex invitation. But I was a dumb naive kid. I figured it was a normal thing to have gay parties. So I told my mom I was doing a sleepover at a friends (she never checked) and he picked me up from the street corner at 3pm. He seemed high energy (I later learnt it was "tweaked") and super excited about the party. He lived outside town, like on a bit of land... it was dark when I got there so I really had no idea exactly where it was that day. Yup, big red flag in hindsight but this is why kids get in cars with strangers. Literally the moment we got inside he closed and locked and deadbolted the door. He had a boyfriend (also tweaked) and the second the door was locked he POUNCED. Like grabbed me. And then so did the other guy. I thought they were going to murder me. I screamed and yelled. But nobody was in earshot. They wrestled me into the bedroom and ripped off my clothes. Handcuffed me to the bed. Then they got naked and started to stroke and pet me (and them). They smoked something (later I learned crystal) and shotgunned some into me. I had a rush and felt weird. I was still thinking they were gonna kill me. And then one lubed up his cocks and RAMMED my ass. Like, balls deep in 3 massive thrusts. No time wasted. If I hadn't been using those carrots in my ass already, they would have split me open. As it was it HURT. I screamed bloody murder and bawled. Many years later I figured out they had partially torn my sphincter... the unintentional side effect is that from then on I had no problem taking big cocks without much warmup. So, not all bad 🙂 So all evening, night, and the next day they fucked, sucked and molested me over and over. They kept going with the help of the drugs... and kept me up with occasional shotguns if i got drowsy. They covered all the sex bases. Anal. Oral. Forcing me to suck them. Whips. Pissing in both my holes (I peed on myself). Having me fist them. So much more. And they took photos of me doing it all. I later figured they knew they were poz, high viral...and HIV being a semi death sentence back then, decided to indulge some pedo rape fantasies while they could. I dont know if they pozzed me then, or later (I'll get to that). Their insurance was to scare me. They knew where I lived. They had their photos and my dog photos. They said they were sending copies to their friends (which they did) and if I told anyone they raped me, they or their friends would come after me, my mom... and publish the pics of me so everyone would know what a slut whore faggot I was. To their credit they had it all figured out. They dumped me back at home at the end of the weekend, and I was so sore I pretended I was sick and stayed home from school for a few days. They figured they'd seen the last of me. But I was a kinky horny kid... who had never had an adult male pay any attention to me. And here were 2 guys who'd spent the weekend paying attention to me. Loving my body and saying how hot and beautiful and tight I was (also that I was a dirty slut, which I kinda knew, and that validated me and my dog [banned word] stuff). Here were guys who wanted me and found me sexy like nobody else did... found every inch of my body worth exploring... and I got their penises stiff. Gays, like I was. With big penises, and I liked penises. And, they hadn't killed me, right? And after it hurt, it didnt so much, and I even felt so sexy excited about a lot of what we did. And there was an excited thrill about the danger and adventure (and maybe some of that was also the crystal, but I LIKED the crystal, too. And I didnt know any other gays in real life. And so on and on went my thoughts. And as I thought my cock got hard every time. So a few weeks later, one little 10 year old slut whore... emailed the guy and asked if he could have more please, sir... Over the next years a lot of fucking went on. They did know other pedos and they fucked me too. And later on, I wasn't the only kid who came to their sex parties. So all that... made me who I am. Easy link. I like anonymous bareback sex with anyone. I like pozzing, stealthing, cum, piss, chemsex, boys... everything they did to me, they made me too. They taught me how to be a [banned word]. Thanks guys.

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Lately I serve mostly at a local video store or at steamworks. I was at the video store yesterday and was doing my usual cruise. Not much there. Regulars that are primarily bottoms like me. I sucked a couple guys off but of course my goal is to leave with a hot load in me. I had dinner plans at 5:30p so at 4:30 I did a final walk around and was on my way. Just as I was leaving I saw a hot man standing looking at the boards where all of the movies were on display. He was looking at bi porn so I knew he was in to men. Most that are there are. In Chicago we currently have to wear masks so you have to rely on eye contact to get a man interested. I did the raise my brow thing to let him know I was interested. Lol. I walked into a booth and I turned around to see he was following me. He came in and I quickly put a couple of dollars in the machine. He took off his coat ( yes it’s getting cold here) and unbuttoned his pants. He then grabbed me by the waste and pulled me closer. He reached up and took his mask off so I did the same. He was the most beautiful man and I was almost in shock that he was in a booth with me. I wasn’t sure all of what he was into so I just followed his lead. Where I come from if a man unbuttons his pants but does nothing else it’s the bottoms job to take over. Of course I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He was wearing boxer briefs that I quickly pulled down to see his beautiful cock. He wasn’t the biggest or fattest I have ever had but it was nice. About 8 and had some good girth. I quickly did what any good bottom does and got down on my knees and put his manhood in my mouth. He was semi hard so it didn’t take long to suck him to fully hard. I reached in my pocket and took a hit of poppers and of course offered some to my top. He said no and I continued to make love to his cock with my mouth. I would have been happy if that is where it ended but he stood me up and turned me around and pulled down my pants. I was wearing a jock so he left that on and started to rub his hand up and down my crack settling on my pussy. I of course pushed back letting him know I was ready. E got down on his knees and started eating my pussy out. I was in heaven. It’s rare that guys want to eat me out in this setting so I was very happy. As he was eating me the management came and started banging on the door so I reached down and put in a 10 so the machine wouldn’t turn off for a while. He stood up behind me and started to rub his cock on my pussy so I knew he wanted to breed me. I was praying he didn’t want to use a condom but if he did I would probably have gone with it because he was that hot. He didn’t and started to enter me. I took another hit of poppers and as a good bottom should, I asked him if he wanted some. This time he took a big hit and slid inside me. As you bottoms know there is nothing better than feeling a mans pubic hair on your ass. He started slow and steady. I started to moan which set him off. He was so verbal saying things like “ you like my cock?” And “ you have a hungry pussy.” Both of which made me back up in it harder. At one point he pulled out and said he didn’t want to cum yet. That’s a great compliment for a bottom. He was enjoying using me. He stood me up turned me around and started to kiss me. Still talking dirty to me about how good my pussy felt and how hot he thought I was. We kissed for a while and I whispered “ please breed me.” He turned me around and bent me over and slid his cock back in me with ease of course. He started to fuck me harder asking me where I wanted his load. I kept saying “don’t pull out” please! And he kept pounding. He said he was going to cum and started to hold my hips as he pushed in as far as he could. We stayed in our positions until I could feel him pull out. I turned around and gave him a kiss and thanked him. He didn’t say you are welcum or thank you like some men say. I thought I would still take the chance and ask if he wanted me to clean him up. He said of course so I got down on my knees took my time cleaning him. He stood me up and started to pull his pants back on. I asked if he would be interested in playing again and he said yeah. We exchanged numbers and left. I always leave it up to the man to make the next move and we will see if he texts me or not.

The "IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, LEAVE" routine. You can tell someone is doing really well in an argument when that comes up... lol. They don't leave because that's not what this site was supposed to be. It's supposed to be Breeding Zone not InBreeding Zone. This site was about bareback sex for 10 years. It's only been about "I fucked my uncle" for about 2 years. So those who haven't left are still hoping that this weird fad will stop. If you're so convinced your interests are somehow the future of this website why don't you get Rawtop (that's the site administrator) to rename the site "IFuckedMyDad.com" instead? or InBreeding Zone?

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I agree with @Cumslut943. Unless you are into the contest, there is no need to buy the full package. They've changed the tickets a bit. I usually get the contest base or dance base tickets (the dance parties ARE a lot of fun and can get quite frisky). Access to the shuttle bus can be helpful too if you plan to hit the bars on the north side of the city. They're a bit far. I highly recommend seeing some of the city, if yo've not been before. If the weather cooperates. Chicago when it's warm is an amazingly fun town and EVERYONE gets out to enjoy the sunshine after being cooped up for the winter. There have been years when I just bought a market pass and wandered the halls. Make sure you check the hotel policy, if you're not staying there. They have limited access to attendees before. If I go I stay at the host hotel (which is a dump), but is FULL of horny men fucking everywhere - stairwells, bathrooms, quiet hallways. LOTS of room parties and open doors al over the hotel. If anon sex is your thing, you can get your fill. It's a great time. Some helpful tips for your trip: Pace yourself. There are so many things going on. You will not be able to do them all. Pick the ones that you HAVE to do and build your day/night around them. Enjoy whatever you're doing while you're there. Don't be too caught up in what's next that you miss out on the stud eyeing you up right now. Be friendly. Everyone is in a good mood. Sometimes that makes people say hello. Reply. It doesn't mean you have to fuck them. I've met many men over the years at IML. Some have become really good friends, but I wouldn't have met them had I not been willing to socialize. ...and lots of times they know about a party that you don't. Don't be afraid to tag along, it might be JUST the gangbang you're looking for! Hydrate. Regardless of what else you drink (or take), drink some water. Be aware of your surroundings. It's still a big city and where there are tourists, there are pickpockets. Keep your valuables secure and only take what you expect to spend. Keep an eye on your drinks. You probably won't have any issues at all, but no reason to tempt fate.

I always swallow. If I can take cum up my ass, then I am happy to take his piss down my throat.

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When my step dad started fuckin'when I was 7, he told me he was gonna use both my holes for a pussy. He said some boys need to get their holes fucked, & when I crawled in the bed with him, wiggled my hole on his dick & made it drip fuck juice, like I did, it made his dick wanna fuck cum in it & since I was being so fuckin'nasty & slutty, he was gonna use it for a pussy. I got used for dick meat for 37 years for a cum hungry whore, & fuckin'loved it.