Leaderboard

Pozzed Cheerleader 5 It made me a No Loads Refused Cum Slut Jamie and I left the hotel room as neat and clean as we could but there was stil cum everywhere. I would not want to sleep in those beds anytime soon. I lived off-campus with 3 other roommates, one was another cheerleader and the other two were on the football team. The four of us hit off our freshman year and have lived through all of our lives ups and downs. They were all very manly. I could not imagine any of them doing what I did the night before. Really, before last night, I could not imagine myself doing what I did before last night. But, as I did the ‘walk of shame’ back to my apartment. I wondered where I was going to get my next fix. My apartment was empty. I went straight to my room, dropped my gym bag, stripped down and fell asleep on top of the covers. I slept for several hours, waking only when my roommates came and went into the apartment or when my phone would ding with a new message. I heard my door open just a bit and then a short giggle. It was Mark, my cheer teammate and roommate. He was, also, good friends with Jamie. I often wondered how good of friends, but I knew he was fucking Angela one of the chunkier large breasted girls on the squad. He slyly slid into my room without me realizing it or I would have covered up. I felt his hand run up my leg and stop at my tender and still leaking hole. I glanced back at him. He smiled and said, ‘Jamie said you guys had fun last night.” “Is that all he said” I quizzed? Wondering if he knew I took a good half-dozen poz loads. “Yeah, and if I wanted a second helping of a creampie to come over and eat your!” he said as he lapped at my well fucked hole. I could not believe, my good friend, roommate, and teammate, who I suspected was bi, now confirmed, was unknowingly eating loads of poz cum from 5 guys out of my ass. His second feast of the day. He fingered my hole. “I want to fuck you” he mumbled as tongued my hole. “Yes please” I gasped. He shucked his shorts and underwear while he kept eating my ass. I was rock hard. I had seen his cock in the shower. So, I knew he was a bit bigger than my 6 inches. I thought he was closer to 7, but he was thick like a red bull can. He was rock hard when he pushed his thick mushroom head into my sore but willing ass. “Me and the boys are going to like having a willing pussy-boy around the apartment” he joked. I noticed he did not say anything about poz or anything like that. So Jamie must not have told him about all the poz loads that we took the night before. He did not ask; i was not going to tell. Mark had great stamina, and I am almost certain he just came with Jamie. So, he was going to last a while. My only question was whether my ass was going to give out first or his cock. Mark pounded me hard for 15 minutes before he added his untainted seed along with everyone else’s DNA. He shoved his cock deep in my hole. I could feel it pulse and shoot volley after volley of his untainted, till now, dna into my cunt. “I heard you got paid last night, take me next time” Mark cajoled, “you know i could use the money.” “I am tired of getting fucked for free on campus” he admitted. I just laid in bed with my eyes closed. I knew had a girl that he fucked on the team, but never knew he got fucked by other guys. I played it cool like I knew. I was going to let it all play out and see who I could convert into poz boi’s like George and his pals did to me. While Mark laid there with my ass leaking and his cock half-hard. I asked him about him and our roommates fucking me. He looked at me like I had a third eye. He told me about the summer that I had been gone at home and they were here for football camp and had been tag-teaming Jamie and the punter for the football team. Not to mention when I or Jamie was not around Mark had been the bottom of choice for our roommates. I was floored, but I did not let on. I was thinking of a way to get the whole group in one room. Mark slipped the plug back into my ass to keep his load deep inside me, and I fell asleep. I slept the rest of the afternoon and into the evening only to be stirred awake by the sounds of moans coming from the living room. I slipped on my boxer-briefs and slowly tipped-toed down the hall into the living room where my roommates Jamal and Darnel spit-roasting Mark. They were lost in the pleasure of his mouth and ass. Mark’s 7 inch cock was as rigid as it had been just a few hours ago fucking me. Jamal had a good 8 inch cock sliding in and out of Mark’s tight white ass and Darnel was sporting a goo8.5 inch dark piece of meat in Mar;s hungry mouth. “Well, look who we have here” Darnel almost sang in his deep baritone voice. As Jamal looked around, but kept laying his meat pipe in Mark’s sweet cunt of an ass. “Mark had been telling us about your evening getting turned out by the rich alumni and his afternoon with the new apartment bottom slut” Darnel continued. Again, no mention of the positive aspect of my evening. I was staunch if they did not ask, i was not going to tell. “Why don’t you come over her and sit your used hole on my fat balc cock” he insisted. I wasn’t quite ready for more cock, but I was in no position to say no. Darnal moved to the couch and my close friend and star DB for the football team removed the plug from my aching hole and I sat down on his oversized black and assumed for now a negative cock. Jamal and Darnel took turns fucking Mark and I for the next hour. It was near 8pm when they had breed us twice a piece and Mark and I had cum each just once. Mark in my mouth and me in my hand. I guess no matter what I do. I am the bottom rung. I am the one that will suck and get fucked. If i cum it will be either by my own hand or by someone fucking me just right. I was OK with that Thank you for reading. I am getting busy. I will not be able to write as much as I like maybe a story a week. Thank you for all your hot emails and phone calls. I cum a lot thanks to you Joey

Part 2 Two days later, I knocked on his door, unsure how this was going to go. I had never met a blind guy before. It took a minute before the door opened and I saw the guy from the pic, but fully clothed. "Hey, I'm Jeff. I'm here to help you with some profile pics" I said. "Hi Jeff, I'm Owen. Come in. Your voice isn't what I was expecting. It's a little deeper" Owen said. He could sense my movements and closed the door after I was in the room. "Private dorm room? You're lucky" I said and heard him chuckle. "I've never heard anyone say I was lucky before" he replied. We talked for a little while, getting to know each other better but he seemed to be carefully avoiding sex. It was like countless other first meetings I'd had with guys when I wasn't just hooking up to fuck. After twenty minutes, he asked "What types of guys do you normally look for?" We were just supposed to take a couple pictures for his profiles, but this was a nice segue to getting him naked for that to happen. Even better, he was initiating it so I didn't feel I was forcing him to do anything he didn't want. "I'm more into smooth bottoms. I guess it's from all those years on the swim team. Tops I meet I like to be taller and a little bigger than me. I don't mind if they have some body hair, but not a forest" I told him. "Nice... I like smooth guys. As I told you, I like to explore a guy's body with my hands and tongue and the only place I like hair is around his cock and in his arm pits. It's funny, but completely shaved is a turn off. I like to know it's a man I'm with" Owen explained. I chuckled before telling him "Yeah, I'm the same. Some of my old teammates used to shave their entire body and it just made my dick go limp. I hate stubble too." I saw him nod in agreement. I could tell he wanted to say something, but we just had an awkward pause. Right when I was about to break the silence he asked "Can I touch you? I use other senses to do what my eyes can't. Let me know if I touch where I shouldn't." I stood up and a moment later he was standing in front of me. His touch was amazingly gentle and started with my chest. He worked down my body until he got to my legs, feeling the thickness of my thighs under my sweatpants. It wasn't erotic at all and yet it felt good. "Do you want me to take my shirt off?" I asked. "Only if you want. I don't want to scare you off" Owen replied. I slowly pulled my tee over my head, tossing it on the chair I was sitting on earlier. His hands started to roam over my smooth skin, making me moan when his fingers ran over my nipples. "Do you like that?" he asked. Now it began to get more erotic and I wondered if he was trying to lure me into fucking him. "Yeah I do. It affects other parts of my body too" I said. He blushed, knowing exactly what I meant. "Can I take your shirt off too?" I asked and watched him nod his head 'yes' before I pulled it off. His nipples were just as hard as in the picture he'd sent me and it took a lot of effort not to just flick my tongue over them. "What kind of pictures do you want? Naked? Shirtless? Just your butt?" I asked. "I don't know. Do you think guys would like my body?" Owen asked. "You have a twinky body, so only guys that are into that type will like it. Everyone has their preferences, but I think there would be a lot of guys into you. How about I take a couple pictures with your phone. That way you keep control of them. Then we can edit them on your computer to only show parts of your body. I would keep your face out of them to keep it more anonymous" I told him. I took a couple pictures with his jeans on before asking him to take them off. The red jockstrap he wore underneath surprised me, but looked really hot and I told him so. I got a couple more pics and then pulled his jock off. His ass looked really nice and I desperately wanted to bury my face in and rim him. I took a few more pics and we transferred the pics to his computer. It didn't take long to crop and brighten the pictures. I told him the new folder I put them in and gave them descriptive names. "Jeff, I feel weird being naked and I think you still have your sweat pants on. Can you take them off?" Owen asked. "Of course. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. But if we're both naked, something might happen" I said. "I hope so" he said quietly. I stood up and moved back to the center of the small room and pulled my sweats off. His hands reached over and he felt over my body, rubbing over the stained jockstrap, my ass and down my legs. "You have hair on your butt and legs but your chest is smooth. Do you like wearing jockstraps too?" he asked before standing up.. I chuckled before replying "Yeah, I stopped shaving my body after I quit swimming competitively. My upper body is naturally smooth. I don't think I own any regular underwear, I just wear jockstraps since I like how they feel." I wrapped my arm around his body, pulling him close. With my other hand I tilted his head back and leaned down, kissing his soft lips. He was four inches shorter than me but felt really good in my arms. He was a good kisser too. I guess he had been pretty honest about his experiences in our month of messages. The longer we kissed, the deeper my tongue got into his mouth and the stiffer my cock got. His cock got hard too and I felt it pressing into my leg. My hand rubbed down his back and grasped his butt cheek, squeezing it while pulling it into my body. My other hand wrapped around the back of his head. We continued kissing for a couple minutes before I pulled his head back and guided it to my right nipple. Within seconds, my cock was fully hard and his tongue was working it's magic on my nip. Several minutes later I pushed his head lower and he took over, knowing what to do next. He was on his knees in front of me, slobbering over and gnawing on the pouch covering my cock. I'm sure he knew that there were dozens of dried cum shots that had soaked into the fabric. The moans coming from him told me that I wasn't pushing him too fast. His hands grasped my butt and felt really good as his fingers dug into the firm flesh. I felt him let go of one of my ass cheeks and he freed my rigid cock out of the side of the pouch. I knew his tongue was talented from our kisses and I found that his lips were just as good. What they did to my cock was on a whole other level than his kisses. He had a little problem getting all the way down, but several tries and a hand on the back of his head had his face buried into my trimmed bush. The moan he made around my shaft sent shivers through my body. This was further than I expected to go, but he was willing and wasn't slowing down or stopping. About ten minutes in, though, I needed to pull off before I shot my load down his throat. Owen was a little concerned when I pulled my cock out, but a smile came over his face when I told him he was getting me too close. The real question was if he wanted me to go further. "Want me to stop... or... go the rest of the way?" I asked softly. He whimpered a little before he said "All the way." I guided him over to his bed, watching him carefully climb up on the mattress and assume the position. My dick was still hard and I kissed down his back before spreading his butt cheeks and pressing my face in. His hole opened with only a little persuasion from my tongue. From the sounds he was making, he enjoyed my oral skills as much as I did his. Two fingers slid into the spit soaked hole and made him moan louder. As much as I wanted to slide my dick into him, I grabbed his phone first and took a closeup of his wet, slightly open hole, followed by my bare cock laying at the entrance and then another as I pushed in, with my cock head safely inside the pink ring. I set the phone down and then as my hands gripped his hips he pushed back. He was still a little tight, but that's how I like a bottom's hole. It was nice not having the discussion or even a mention about condoms. Sometimes that meant the guy was naive, sometimes too horny, or times like this where they just wanted it bare. Each thrust got my cock deeper inside his warm hole and it felt really good. The moans coming out of him told me he liked it too. Someone had taught him well and I wondered how many years he had been practicing his bottom skills. Once I bottomed out, I continued the long strokes but got more forceful. I always love the sound of two bodies slapping together during sex and this time, while unexpected, was no different. A few minutes of pounding got him to start begging. "Harder", "Faster", "Pound my ass" was coming out of his mouth. The harder I went, his cries got more ragged but he kept working his ass around my dick and pushing back into my thrusts. My hands were gripping his shoulders as I drilled and let me lean forward a bit, digging into new territory in his cunt. A few more minutes and I felt my body get close. "Ready for my load" I asked, not really caring what he said. At this point I was going to breed him whether he wanted it or not. "Give it to me... cum inside" he gasped. The first volley was strong and shot deep inside him. There was a quick thrust before the next several shots pumped more cum into his guts. I wasn't sure if it was a moan or a whimper that came out of his mouth as I came inside him, but it lasted the entire time. He felt so good wrapped around my dick which was holding my huge load inside, but eventually I needed to pull out and stand up. Once again, I grabbed the phone and took a few pics of my cock coming out of his newly bruised hole. The last one I took was his gaping hole with cum dripping out and on to his balls. "Turn around" I said calmly and watched him slowly change ends. His mouth was open with his tongue sticking out, expecting me to feed him my cum covered cock. If I'd known he was good with ass to mouth, I would have gotten him on his knees so he could lick the slime off easier. Still, he did a good job and seemed to enjoy it. Once he'd cleaned me up, I sat down on his bed and pulled him up close. I chuckled and said "I didn't expect us to do anything other than take pictures. You ok?" I asked. He moaned again. "Much more than ok. That felt really good. It's been a month since last time. You're different though. You didn't rush to get out of here like most guys. Thanks" Owen said. "Most guys are just looking for a pump and dump, so that's pretty normal. Don't take it personally" I replied. After uploading the new pics, I edited them like before and added them to the folder. He laid there on the bed naked, quietly moaning while I worked on the photos. I understood his moans, it always felt good after a fuck to feel a guy's load in me. I needed to get back home, so I explained each of the pictures, giving him as much detail as I could. I told him the two pictures that I thought he should put up on his profiles - a frontal from his neck down wearing the red jock and a butt shot with the straps from the jock framing his hot ass. "Save the action shots for guys that really seem serious" I told him.

Ended up going to a last min trip with a couple friends since one of them got sick and was unable to travel. Ended up packing up a bag and literally running out of the house. Flew out there and didn’t know what to expect but I was excited and was determined to make the best of it. The hotel was fucking gorgeous and the staff was very friendly. We got our rooms and headed over. I jumped in the shower to freshen up after the 5 hour flight. But there was a knock on the door so I grabbed a towel and opened the door. The bell boy had my bag and asked if he can come in and bring it inside the room. He was a tall guy slim lean guy cute face. He took the bag to the other side of the room and then slowly started walking back towards me. He was checking me out head to toe. So I stopped him and asked him what types of services they offer. He started listing hotel services. I stopped him and said that I mean like if he will be willing to help me out. He asked what I meant and I told him I’d like to see him nude . He lifted his shirt up exposing his lean sexy abs. I asked if I can touch them and he nodded. I groped his sexy abs. I asked him if he is down to do more. He said yes. I undid his pants and slid my hand inside them and grabbed his dick and he moaned out. I closed the door and he stripped down. I dropped my towel and took him to the bed. He said down on the bed and I got down on my knees and began to suck his dick. His dick got hard very fast and was about 9 inch and thick. I was deepthroating him. He told me to get on the bed pushed my head down and lifted my ass up . He began to eat my ass out and got me moaning. I looked back at him and asked him if he has done this before ? He didn’t respond just smiled. And went back to eating me out. I was moaning and then I felt fun getting up and pressing his dick against my hole. Soon after he pushed his dick inside me and proceeded to push all the way inside me. I moaned out as so did he. He began to slowly fuck me pushing all the way in and then pulling out all the way. He then began to really fuck me. Grabbed me by the waist and then was clapping my cheeks. He turned me over on my back spread my legs and pushed his dick up inside me again and began to fuck me. His dick felt so fucking good inside me. I was feeling his sexy abs while he was digging me out. He got my legs on his shoulders and he really dug me out. His big throbbing dick felt so good inside me and I can tell from his grunting and moaning he was loving my hole. I pushed him on his back and got on top and began to ride him. He held my waist as I was bouncing on his dick hard. His moaning got louder and his breathing heavier. He flipped me on my back and he began to pound me hard and fast. He moaned out Cumming ! I grabbed his hips and pulled him into me. He grabbed my throat and he pushed his dick in me as deep as possible and he began to shoot his hot load inside me. I felt his dick pulsating as he shot his cum in me. He collapsed on top of me as we both were breathing heavy . Shortly after he slid his dick out of me slowly and got up and began to dress up. I told him that was amazing. He said it was really good too. Said anytime I wanted more to call up room service and ask for him. I tipped him for his service and he left. I ended up seeing him multiple times during the stay.

I got a message from a guy on grindr followed by 3 dick pics of a decent 6" cock. He just wanted to suck and get sucked. 10 minutes later, a huge bearded man, at least 6'5, with cowboy boots, jeans and button up shirt with massive shoulders and a barrel chest and beer belly walks in. I'm only 5'7 standing in just a towel. He strips, I get on my knees, hes a grower with lots of foreskin. So I feel grow him full hard from my tongue to the back of my throat. I stand up, he gets down and sucks me off before asking if I wanted to sit on his dick. I did not hesitate, grabbed the lube and lubed his now extremely thick dick up and sat on his dick taking a moment to adjust before riding him hard for only a few minutes before he slammed into me shooting a huge load up my ass. And now I'm sitting here letting it leak out onto my fingers and tasting it.

I get back to my cabin and have a shower. I try to keep Adam’s seed in me, but there seems to be so much, and it leaks out the entire shower. It makes me proud to have been bred by him, but also sad I am losing his DNA. I throw on a t-shirt and cargo shorts and relax with a coffee and read a book for a couple of hours and with no warning Adam opens my cabin door and comes in and shuts it behind him (clearly, he has no issue using his key). Leaning against the door as if to hold it shut, he is standing there in the same uniform as yesterday, and again a huge bulge in his pants. “Got 15-minute break” is all he says. I jump up and kiss him quickly, and he breaks the kiss and says, “more of that later”. And spins me around and pulls the back of my shorts down and within a minute his manhood is deep inside me again and he is fucking me standing pushed against the wall with enthusiasm. “I just need to let….” and a huge growl as he floods me again with his toxic seed. With my shorts still around my knees he turns me around and kisses me passionately and pulls his pants up. “Ok, 5 more minutes” he says. He doesn’t move but holds me there against the wall with my pants around my knees kissing me. My own cock is rock hard and leaking precum and some gets on the pants of his crotch. “Your turn” he says and kneels and deep throats my cock. After a couple of minutes of sucking me off he looks up and says, “nice neg juices, may be the last I get from you”. With that I lose control and cum all over his face and beard before he gets the chance to get back on it. He stands up, and I feel bad. “You can’t go back to work like that”. And I quickly lick off all my neg cum off his beard and kiss him with it until he is all cleaned up. He kisses me one last time. “No waiting until midnight this time. Be back at 10pm tonight”. At 10 o’clock on the dot Adam lets himself into my cabin and this time he comes bearing gifts. A bottle of wine and some cheese and crackers. He kisses me and says, “can’t not be looking after the father of my babies”. Tonight, is different. We enjoy the wine and chat a lot more about each other. He is such a gorgeous man. Tonight, is romantic. Adam still gives me 3 loads and again he stays the night in my cabin. I tell him I am in Perth for a month and was planning to get a flight back to Sydney. But now I think I might take the train back. His roster doesn’t quite match up, and the best I can do is stay an extra 2 weeks in Perth so I can get his train back. So, I stay 6 weeks in Perth, and we stay in touch the whole six weeks. We text and call almost non-stop. I fear that not only do I want his babies in me, but I want him more than that. We talk a lot about him taking some time off and us having a holiday together. Two weeks in I come down with a cold, and I am suspicious. It isn’t too bad, but I can’t stop wondering if this is his baby inside me. I do a test 3 weeks in and it comes back positive. It is Adams and I feel so “whole”. I decide not to tell Adam until my return trip no matter how often he asks. Adam is in Perth 2 days and nights before his return trip, so he spends them with me. We get a luxury apartment overlooking the ocean and the few hours he is not inside me; we go out for dinners and walks along the beach. He is insanely affectionate even in public and I feel in heaven. We are laying in bed the night before the train ride home and he is saying he wants to try to knock me up on the return trip. I look him in the eyes and say, “well if you did, then I’d be having twins”. He immediately smiles and says, “no way!”. “Yep” I said, “and it can only be yours”. That night we don’t have sex, we make love. It feels so different. He says, “well now we know it is definitely mine, maybe we can make the ride back to Sydney more interesting for you”. To be continued…

Bout 10 minutes ago. Got a regular FB i've written about before, young bi muscle stud who's always horny (lucky me). He hits me up often, sometimes 2x a day, a lot of times when i'm at work and cannot, but He never gives up and it's turned into a nice relationship. i'm always waiting naked and ass up, door open. Sometimes He flips me on my back, always comes a couple of times. He's getting more vocal, less shy, which helps me know He is enjoying Himself... i sure as fuck am, involuntary "oh fuck" coming out of me as well as groans and moans of pleasure. Today He asked if He could suck on me first, He wanted to try it. i'm not into getting my penis touched or sucked, not that it doesn't feel good, it does/did, but i explained to Him that my orgasm is when a Man has an orgasm inside of me, it's what fulfills me sexually. Still, i said okay and He didn't make me cum that way, it just made Him hard and then He flipped me on my stomach and penetrated me and fucked me good. Damn, so good. i'm sloppy wet right now and feel soooooo good.

Love it when a guy is cheating and using my holes on the side.

Zero regrets here. i've been sexually active since my teens and embraced sexual promiscuity early on. I saw the religious sexual dogma for the toxic fraud it is. I rejected sexual monogamy and offered myself to all the male partners i could find. I thrive in group use settings. I have no desire to stop being a cum dump and hyper promiscuous male.

Oh I enjoyed giving a fuck last night! Met some folks Saturday at a party, one was a little cub who hmu outside when no one was around. Asking me all sorts of things, but mostly if I'd fuck him raw and cum inside him. I gave him my address and told him to swing by Sunday night if he still wanted me to knock him up. So the sexy fucker actually showed up. Some shots of bourbon later, and I ended up giving him 2 loads. And he says he'll be back later this week.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. Another BZ member gave me the idea for this story and I got carried away. One short part became six longer ones to make up a complete story. Like a lot of my stories, there's no sex in part 1, just setup for the two main characters. ------ Part 1 I'd been chatting with this guy, pktbtm, for a few weeks. It usually was a short conversation and since there were no pics on his profile, I didn't expect much to come out of it. He was fun to talk to, though. It didn't sound like he had a lot of experience, but the mostly vanilla stuff that he'd tried he seemed to like and his descriptions didn't sound like they were from just a good imagination or hours of watching porn. He was going to the same university as I was, but was living on the other side of campus in a dorm. His profile said he was a short bottom guy, only five foot two inches tall and a lightweight 115 pounds. One of the tall bears I knew called guys like him "pocket fags" since guys like him could easily pick them up and carry them home. Pktbtm listed himself as naturally smooth all over and a clean shaven face. Unlike a lot of bottoms that wanted their profiles to appeal to the most guys, he listed his preference for bare sex and "ask me" for his status. That usually meant that he was poz, probably undetectable. It didn't deter me, since I listed the same, but I was still neg. I didn't see him on for a couple weeks and when I spotted him back on I asked what happened. "Some asshole catfished me. He never showed and then blocked me, so I took a break from the apps" he sent back. "Sorry. That sucks. Some guys are dicks like that" I replied. "At least you're friendly. I don't think we'll ever meet, but its fun to chat with you. That guy kept talking about meeting and how he was going to fuck my brains out, but it was just a game to him" he said. "Yeah, I'm not that kind of guy. If I say I'm going to meet, I do. Most turn out pretty good, but sometimes there's no chemistry. I'm vers so it depends on my mood as to what kind of guys I look for, too" I replied. "Do you mostly top or bottom?" he asked. "About 50-50" I replied. Our conversation continued on for another twenty minutes until I asked "What's your ideal hookup?" He didn't respond right away and I was wondering if he was trying to make something up or just fat fingering his message like I sometimes did. "I like a lot of body contact" was his first reply and then "explore a guy, licking and sniffing before I start to suck his cock and balls. I use my tongue a lot and finally let him take me. I prefer it when a guy starts out slow and gets harder and harder until he cums deep inside me. We lay there a little bit and when he pulls out I suck him clean. Hopefully he gets hard and wants to fuck again" he said. "Sounds like fun. Do you always fuck bare?" I asked. "Unless the top wants to cover it, but not many do. I prefer it raw and to feel him shoot his cum inside me" he said. "Yeah, its a good feeling. Do you like doggy or missionary?" I asked. "I don't care. It's up to the top. Us bottoms can't be too picky" he replied. The next night we picked up where we left off. "So... don't you have any pics to show off?" I asked. "Only one that I send out when asked. I don't even know if its a good picture. A friend took it last year before I got sunburned at the pool" he replied. "Mind if I see it? I'd just like a better idea of who I'm talking to" I asked. I knew he had already seen the ones on my profile. "I guess. I don't think you're going to stalk me" he replied. A few minutes later he added a private pic and unlocked it. I looked over the picture and noticed a really cute twink. He was naturally thin and didn't have a lot of muscle on his body. Based on his weight and height, I didn't expect any. The blue speedo didn't have a huge bulge, either. While I loved hung bottoms, I found them hard to find. They usually went for the built jocks instead of a swimmer like me. His nips looked tasty as did his lips, the only part of his face I could see from the hat and sunglasses covering the upper part. "Damn sweet. You should have some visible pics on the site... maybe crop off your head and have one showing your naked butt" I said. There was a few minute pause before he replied, which wasn't normal with our conversations. "I can't really do that. I'd need help. But I wouldn't want any of my regular friends help me. None of them are gay" he replied. I'd met a lot of people who couldn't edit photos and I'd helped several guys, both gay and straight, get better pics for their profiles. "Uh... I could help you, if you want. It might be a good way to meet with no pressure of sex" I said. The pause was longer this time. I was almost ready to log off when he replied "Thanks. But I don't know. I guess I should tell you that I'm blind. That's why I don't like showing pics since I don't know what they look like. "Blind? As in can't see well or at all? Sorry, I didn't know" I replied. I'd had a few guys tell me all sorts of things on hookup sites. One guy only had one ball, another was an amputee, and one had scars from being burned in a car accident. All had turned out to be fun and while we may have had to adapt, it wasn't any worse than guys with phobias like not wanting their feet touched or being tickled. "Totally blind. I don't put it on my profiles since some people fetishize things like that or think I'll let anyone fuck me since I can't see them" he replied. "That's nuts. I guess it makes sense to only tell someone after you make sure they're not going to freak out. Everyone has preferences to the types of guys they are interested. Well, my offer is still there, if you want me to help you get some pics up" I said. "I guess it wouldn't hurt. I might not put them up, but it would be good to have some since it's stopped a lot of guys from meeting" pktbtm said.

The past two days had been wild. I had 10 guys fuck me. Most were trusted FBs that came to my rescue, I was sick with a cold and then followed with a week of work then Covid-19… uggg no sex for one month. My hole closed up and ran away lol I was scared to even use a dildo it’s been so long but… like a rubber band my hole opened up and took it like a true cumdump hole it is. The high light was a new fuck who claimed to be only 7”. He was a grower around 26, 5’8” 145. I kept sucking him and he got thick like a wrist. Still not 100% hard!! He had me on my stomach and started to rub his huge dick in my crack, getting thicker and thicker. He finally found my tiny shriveled fuck hole that refused to open up. I told him to force it in. So he did, slip his not so hard cock in there …. It began to grow harder and harder, it felt like a dildo … I honestly thought I was ripping a little and my hole was on fire. I asked him, since I was blindfolded, are you Asian???? He said yeah! And without hesitation started to rape my hole….. it slipped out offering some relief but he just slid it back in to the base. I felt for once not in control and tried to relax as he slid that monster in and out of my fuck hole…. Now no longer tight. It was gapping for fresh air. He didn’t care if it hurt … he wanted to breed my cunt. It felt like a dildo at first and I thought he had a rubber on but no, it was a hard, extremely raw cock turning my hole into hamburger meet… and the fucker took his time. “Does it hurt? Most guys can’t handle it.” He said. I said yeah, “fuck it’s the thickest dick I had! Are you sure you’re Asian???” “Yeah..hahaha” he said. I told him,”If it doesn’t hurt than it not a good fuck.” This sent him on the edge to “hurt” me but by now I regained my super human fuck hole powers and took his dick. “Fuck your hole is so loose now, it’s gapping like a cunt!! Haha.” “I’m cumming..Fuck!” I felt his log pulse from the base up and the squirts matching his grunts each time in me. His dick felt like a rubber dildo, extra hard as a rock. I was on the verge of tapping out… my happy place was shattered and I was in pain. The poppers was no help. But he finally came and I could no longer hold my ass up. Collapse on the bed. He rips out and says, good cunt faggot. Goes to the bathroom to wash up. I feel my hole and it’s loose, wet and slimy. I even had to check if I tore but I was ok, remarkably. 3 other guys fucked me after he left and my hole by then was a gapping mess. That’s another story …..

Every since reading this thread two nights ago I went to a parTy. I had this thread in mind to get DP'd this night. I only had done it once but this thread got me thinking about it alot. So both tops weren't that wide but were dam long..lol. We fooled around for some time and the one top was on his back and while I was sucking him he got really hard i had him slide to the end of the bed so his leggs were on the floor then and I got on and sat on his cock when It was fully in I told the other to fuck me with him in. He grab a tube of lub stuck it by my hole and filled everything up. I laid flat so he had a easier time to try.. He had me suck his cock while the other top was fucking me. He got friggin hard and moved to my ass and tried to get it in with the other in me. Took some tries but it eventually slid it in nice. I had to relaxed a bit because it hurt a little but then felt awesome! They both got super excited and were pumping for a while. I had my arms to the back to spread my cheeks some. I got some great action going. As soon as the one moaned very loud the other pumping now faster then he exploded and moaned. I felt both cocks throb! It was such a grrreeat feeling. Was sore but in a great way. Will do this again!

I am!! And proud of my sexual promiscuity and the many days and nights in sex clubs and the like where i took partner after partner unloading his male essence into me--the DNA of so many thousands of my fellow males bathing

My regret is not committing to being a whore sooner.

I hate to say this, but there is only one correct answer here: what the top wants. When I'm getting sucked, sometimes I pull out, leaving just the head of my dick on the cocksucker's tongue so I can see the spurts and he can enjoy the salty taste and gooey texture. Other times it just feels right to force the guy's head down on my cock, so I can nut deep down his throat. One thing I don't do is jerk off into a guy's mouth. Although a little jerking at the start or in the middle of the blowjob can help move things along, if I have to jerk myself off to orgasm, that defeats the purpose of a cocksucker. Wherever I decide to cum, I like to end by pulling the guy up for a deep kiss. It's my way of saying thank you.

It's a shame how many people don't understand what free speech is. Freedom of speech isn't freedom to spew sewage out of our mouths and call it speech. Freedom of speech isn't a right to sling libel, slander and defamation of character (there are quite sound laws against all of these things). Freedom of speech isn't an open invitation to incite riots, shout "fire" in a crowded theatre, or try to persuade your fellow citizens to pick up their rifles and follow you into the Capitol Building. Freedom of speech isn't license to use the public airwaves and mass media affecting millions to consciously stoke the fear, insecurity and paranoia of vulnerable people until it turns individuals into gun-wielding mass-murderers (201 in 2022 so far and counting. Thank you so much, Fucker Carlson / Fucks and Friends). It's not that these morons have made us want to silence those who disagree with us - they've made us unable to hear each other speaking over all their bellowing. But your statement assumes that free speech ought to be unrestrained speech. It never has been in the United States. Even the First Amendment to the Constitution is not a blanket prohibition against the government restricting speech; there are a number of types of speech that have long been restricted, and those restrictions have been upheld by the Supreme Court over decades as Constitutional. Check it out here at FindLaw: [think before following links] https://constitution.findlaw.com/amendment1/freedom-of-speech.html

Over time, I've learned that I'm not rich enough to afford cheap things. I've had people laugh at how much I might pay for really good shoes...at least until they know how long I've had them for (I have shoes older than some of the twinks on here). 😂 Spend the extra money once and get the quality tool for the job,

"Fuck Yeah! Hold that pose." He said, then grabbed his phone and took a few pictures. "I'm sending these to my buds," he said as he tapped away on his phone. Then turned to me, as I lay there with my hole beginning to leak his cum. I finally looked down at his dick and I couldn't believe that huge log had been inside me. It was thicker than a beer can and I'm pretty sure that the 9 inches were an underestimation. The head was huge, angry, and red, with a pearl of bright white cum hanging from the piss slit. My eyes widened and he laughed. "Yeah, it's tough for me to find bottoms that can or even want to take me sometimes, it's why I prefer the anonymous scene ha ha." "Holy shit! I'm glad I'm stoned and buzzed because otherwise there's no way I'd have taken you." I said. "Then I'm going to take advantage." He said; scooting forward and slapping that huge cockhead on my hole. "Look into my eyes," he said and I looked up at him. I found his smile comforting and he continued, "You already took it, that ass is already mine. But you set up tonight for a reason, you don't just want to get fucked. You NEED to get fucked. And you NEED to get pozzed so that's what I'm here to give you. Now take a deep sniff of poppers, hold your breath, and let it out when I tell you." I looked into his eyes, took a deep sniff in each nostril, and held my breath. After about 5 seconds, he said, "Let it out." I began to exhale when he slammed his whole length into me. I'm pretty sure he must have torn me up a little but the poppers helped and I felt instantly full but also so euphoric that I moaned out loud. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me. I noticed that his pecs were pierced with small barbells and I began to nibble on his right nipple. "Oh fuck, baby. That's my kryptonite!" He said chuckling. Meanwhile, I could feel him begin to piston in and out. His thick shaft feeling like it was dragging my guts out on his out strokes but massaging my insides and pounding into my prostate on the in strokes. I squeezed my ass muscles, this time deliberately milking his dick. Knowing that I was no longer the nervous negative cuck that I was before he walked in the door. Now, I was a potential positive cumdump, finally taking that step that I'd feared for years. Realizing now that I had nothing to fear all along except this! Me, on my back with a handsome stranger smiling as he plowed away at my ass while his precious cum changed my DNA to match his! "Please cum inside me again." I said out loud. "I want your cum inside me. I want your babies in me. Please." I pleaded. "Oh fuck, you're still so fucking tight. I'm getting close again. Chew on my nipples baby, bite those fuckers!" I chewed and bit his nipple, using my tongue and front teeth to twist the barbell back and forth. He started huffing, puffing, and sucking his breath in hard through his teeth. "Ahhh, yeah, baby. Fuck, I'm getting close. Your ass is working hard for my load. But I want you to look into my eyes again and ask for it." "Yes please. Give me your load, your poz cum. Shoot it inside me and poz me please." I begged as I looked into his eyes and tweaked his nipples with my fingers. He got this intense look in his eyes and roared as his dick began to spasm and contract and I felt that tell tale warmth deep inside me that let me know he was breeding me again. "Fuuuuuuuck yeah! Pozzing your hot hole!" He said, as he collapsed on top of me. Soon after, he raised himself on his arms and said. "I want your number, I'm going to keep fucking you and I'm gonna make sure your ass is always full of cum." He pulled out of me, grabbed his phone and said, "Well, looks like your ass has about 30 minutes to rest. I see you got some weed, let's smoke. I have a feeling you're gonna need to be relaxed ha ha." It sounded playfully ominous but that's kind of what his appeal was to me; this intense manner of friendliness and control at the same time. Plus he was a stud, about 6'1", 185 lbs of muscle, and a handsome face with a thick hole wrecker that I was beginning to get addicted to. We stepped out to the balcony, smoked a joint while we waited for his friends and got to know each other a little better. "I'm horny all the time," He told me, "And jacking off doesn't cut it anymore. I need to fuck and breed, and I'm looking for a regular cumdump if you're interested. Besides, you got a one in fifty chance that you got pozzed tonight so I'm gonna keep breeding you til it takes." "Really? One in fifty?" I asked, suddenly feeling disappointed. "That's what they say, but that just means we gotta get at least fifty loads in you" he said with a wicked grin as he grabbed my ass and stuck his middle finger in me. He started digging at my insides and it kind of stung a little. He pulled out his finger, now covered in a pinkish layer of cum and winked at me. "Just tipping the odds in your favor." He said with a smile as his phone beeped.

The motel room was on the second floor, something I'd read somewhere made it seem as though that was a good choice. But I'd never done this before; host an anonymous pump and dump scene. Until recently, I'd been in what I thought was a long term mutually monogamous relationship with my college boyfriend for almost 10 years but now that was over. He'd found someone barely out of high school and now was in over his head in the grips of his midlife crisis. "Fuck it!", I thought. It's time for me to finally put myself first. Tonight I was no longer a partner, or boyfriend. Tonight, I was going to be the slut I wanted to be. I was nervous as hell but so excited I could taste it. I had smoked a joint and was feeling horny as fuck. I opened up my laptop and proofread my ad one last time before posting it. It was short and to the point; "good looking masculine bottom looking to get fucked, hosting now in my motel room, email me for details". Accompanied by a pic of me, face down, ass up, and lubed. I downed a couple of shots of vodka then jumped in the shower for one last spot check. Perfect! Deep cleaned and ready for my first strange dick in almost 10 years. I started getting email notifications and quickly figured out that not everyone who responds to ads actually wants to fuck, some wanted to chat, others wanted pictures and more pictures, and still others wanted to join me in getting fucked next to me (in other words, use me for the room). But along with all this came an email that was short, to the point, and sounded like what I was looking for. It said, "9 inch top, love anon scenes, send address and room number and I'll be on my way." I quickly replied with the motel's address and my room number along with directions and lit up a joint to chill while I waited for his response. 5 minutes later, a reply came back, "on my way, 15 minutes away, wait for me face down ass up and the room dark". I replied "Ok", finished off my joint, and prepped the room; drew the blackout curtains, used the Do Not Disturb sign to leave the door unlatched, and got on the bed face down, ass up, and lubed and put a handful of condoms by my feet. Not being used to hooking up, I assumed that most guys still used condoms. Soon I heard the sound of a car outside, followed by a car door closing and heavy steps on the stairs. I closed my eyes in nervous expectation and heard the slight creak of the cheap motel room door as it opened. I heard the door click closed, followed by the sound of undressing and then felt him climb onto the bed where I was waiting with nervous anticipation. As I took two deep sniffs of poppers, he grabbed my ass, feeling the curvature of my cheeks and spread them wide but surprisingly gently. I felt his cockhead at my hole and two things struck me simultaneously as I started feeling the popper high; for starters he wasn't wearing a condom AND his dick was really thick and hurt as it struggled to slide in. "FUCK! You're tight!" He said. "Yeah, please go easy, you're the first guy to fuck me in a really long time." I replied "Oh Fuck, that's hot. Don't worry, I'll fuck your hole good. Leave you nice and relaxed and gaping." The friendly way that he said it made me chuckle and as he continued to stuff his big dick in my ass, I felt my hole begin to relax around his thick shaft. I had no idea what he looked like but from what I could feel, he had nicely muscled thighs and I could feel his firm stomach on my lower back. I hadn't mentioned anything about status, assuming that condoms were still routinely used. I was negative but I wasn't naive, I knew what the risks were. For now, his huge dick was stretching my hole to the limit and I was in the grip of the most intense feeling of pleasure/pain. He pushed me onto my stomach and bottomed out inside me as he slowly slid his length inside me, pushing his cock right onto my prostate and sending me into spasms of electric bliss. As he bottomed out, my hole began spasming involuntarily from the intense sensations as it struggled to let his huge invader fill my guts with its thickness. It was an excruciatingly exhilarating mixture of pleasure and pain and it made me want to make him feel as good as he was making me feel. "Fuck, dude. I can feel your hole milking my dick" "Yeah dude, you've got a huge dick, my hole's trying to get used to you. It'll take me a moment but I can take it." "Oh fuck yeah! That's what I love to hear! I'm gonna breed you, leave you ready and lubed for the next guy. Is that what you want? To get fucked by random strangers? You want to take loads all night? I can tell that that hole is hungry." He punctuated every syllable with a deep thrust, grinding my prostate on every down stroke, and I moaned "Fuck yeah, that sounds awesome. Your big cock feels so fucking good!" He continued fucking me for a few more minutes and I loved every second of it, he would pound me fast and hard for a few seconds, then would slow down and grind his cock as he hilted himself inside me. He kept telling me how hungry my hole was, how he could feel me milking his dick for his load. His hot verbal assault on my senses was driving me closer and closer to an orgasm and I was breathing hard and shivering with pleasure. "I'm about to cum inside you boy, you positive?" The casual way he asked and the implication the question carried threw me off for a moment and I didn't know what to say. In a moment of honest confusion I blurted out, "No, I'm negative but I want your cum." "Fuck! Are you serious?! That's fucking hot!" He said, as he drove in and ground right onto my prostate. "Oh fuck, I'm getting close too, please give it to me. Please shoot your load in me." I groaned in pained ecstasy. As I said that, I realized what I was about to let happen and the realization was enough to take me over the edge; I started cumming and shouted "Fuck yeah, please shoot your sperm in my hole! Fill me with your cum! Make me your slut!" "Awwwww, fuuuuuuuck, YEAAAH! Take my poz load you slut!!!" He groaned as he shoved balls deep inside me and I felt his thick shaft pulsating as he shot his now confirmed poz cum into me and the sudden warmth of his sperm washing over my prostate in waves triggered another orgasm. My hole kept spasming uncontrollably around his dick as if milking every last drop of his precious tainted load. He shot what felt like gallons into me, then collapsed on top of me, panting, and I felt a strong built frame on top of me. "I know I said I like anonymous scenes, but I wanna fuck you again. But this time I wanna see your face." He whispered. I reached over to the nightstand and turned on the lamp and looked over my shoulder to see a handsome tall Latino, with a nice build, mischievous smile, and bright hazel eyes. "I'm Martin" he said. "Were you telling me the truth?" "Hi Martin, nice to meet you. I'm Alex, and yeah, I was telling you the truth." He smiled and said, "That's fucking hot! Thanks for letting me pop your poz cherry. I'm gonna call a couple of buddies over and make sure you get knocked up tonight. That hot ass of yours needs to be shared ha ha." I laughed as I thought that this was more than I had expected but I was more than ready to make up for lost years. And if I was going to become poz, this stud was the perfect man to do it. I lay back, pulled my knees to my chest, baring my freshly bred hole for him and said, "Fuck yeah, please breed me more. Fill me with your poz cum."

Decided to grab the train across Australia from Sydney to Perth and have a relaxing 4 days and 3 nights off after a busy year with work. Have always wanted to do the trip, and know that most on the train are older, so was planning to relax and when I got to Perth, spend a few days chasing loads. Got to the station and ticket was all sorted and I went to find my carriage. There was an attendant at each carriage and when I got to my carriage the attendant was a hot 20’s something guy. 6’ tall with an avg build but wearing the uniform of beige trousers (very tight and well filled out) and train logo polo with a stockman’s hat. What looked like short brown hair under the hat and piercing blue eyes with a trimmed beard. I almost got a hard on there and then. My thoughts went straight too disappointment as I imagined how good it would be (for eye candy alone) to have him on the entire trip. I am a 45 y/o avg guy with smooth body and blonde short hair. Nothing special but wearing jeans and t-shirt. He introduced himself as Adam and explained a few basic things before I was to get on to the train. I was thinking of how hot it would be if he was on the trip, and as though he could read my mind, he adds “I will be your carriage attendant the whole trip” out of nowhere. I am taken back by the random comment and am obviously pleased. “I’ll come by and give you the run down on the carriage once we are under way” He repeats my cabin number as if to remind himself. Others are lining up, so I get on the train in a bit of a haze and find my cabin. I have a private cabin with ensuite that is usually for two people, but I paid to have it to myself to relax. I settle in and am putting some things away as the train starts out and immediately there is a knock at the door. It is Adam (he must have come straight to my cabin first). He walks straight in and closes the door behind him and begins to explain the features of the cabin. “So, you are travelling alone I see?” I confirm this for him, and he smiles. I swear the bulge in his trousers is bigger, but I put it down to my imagination. After explaining everything he tells me he has a cabin at the end of the carriage and is available 24/7 for anything I need. He then looks me in the eyes and says, “anything at all, even in the middle of the night”. He leaves and I hear him explain the features to all the other people in my carriage, but he never goes into their cabins. As the evening falls and after I have had dinner, I head back to the cabin and shortly after there is knock at my door. It is Adam. “Sorry sir, I meant to prepare your bed while you were at dinner. I got caught up a bit. Let me do it now for you. There is not a lot of room, and he keeps brushing past me to do his stuff and his crotch is growing to a noticeable bulge. Sometimes when he needs to get past me, he puts his hands on my hips gently to steady himself and I feel his growing crotch brush against my arse, and my own cock is starting to go. “Is there anything else I can do for you” he asks, and he clearly has a hard on. But I am not sure of the rules and what to do and I stumble to say everything is perfect, trying not to get caught looking at his crotch, but he clearly notices. “If you haven’t been on a train overnight before, sometimes it is hard to get to sleep or sleep. So, please let me know if you need anything no matter the time.” He motions to the attendant button on the wall “I mean anything at all – ok” and he then leaves. By midnight I cannot sleep, and my mind constantly goes to Adam, and I know a good fucking and load from him is exactly what I need to sleep. I think what the hell and I press the attendant button. I am in boxers and singlet for bed. Within a minute, Adam is at my door in the same clothes but sporting a massive bulge in his tight pants. “I’ve been waiting for that call for hours”. Without invitation he comes into my cabin and shuts the door and just pushes me to the wall and kisses me and starts grinding his massive crotch against mine. “What about if someone else calls for the attendant?” I ask. “I am officially off from 10pm and that is what everyone is told. You are the only one I said “anytime”. And he grins and starts to kiss me again. I begin to undo his pants and he stops me and says, “sorry I need to tell you I am poz. Just got the results back a week ago and not started meds yet. So can only do oral for now”. He sounds a bit disappointed as he says it and I look him in the eye and ask, “so you would be pretty toxic now I guess”. He responds in a disheartened manner “yeah I guess so – sorry” I smile and kiss him again and continue to release a thick nine-inch cock from his pants and pre-cum flicks onto my boxers as I do. He seems a little reluctant and I assure him, “good! That means I have 3 nights for you to knock me up. No rules, no condoms and nothing for you to worry about. I want to be fucked and bred by you as often as you can do it for the next 3 nights. I want your poz babies.” You can see the relief in his eyes and without a word he turns me around, pulls the back of my boxers down and shoves all nine inches inside me all at once. It hurts a little at first, but he just holds it there until I relax and after a few seconds starts pumping my arse with his huge cock. He is fucking me hard against the wall as he is kissing and biting my neck. “Fuck it has been a week since I came. It’s gonna be a big load and probably fast”. And within a minute of that he says, “fuck I gotta cum – oh shit – here it comes” and he bottoms out inside me, and I feel the warm sensation of him flooding my insides with his poz seed. I reach around and grab his arse to make sure he doesn’t pull out. He seems to cum for ages, but also doesn’t seem to go soft. He keeps kissing my neck, breathing heavily, whilst still inside me and still hard. He starts slowly fucking me again. “Fuck, I told you it had been a while. You want another load?” I respond by pushing back hard on his cock and he starts to fuck me hard again and within 5 minutes he is unloading a second load in me without even pulling out from his first load. After about a minute, he starts to go soft this time and his cock pops out of my hole. This whole time is has stayed dressed. I turn around and kiss him more. “When are you officially back on duty?” I ask. “6am” he responds. “Good plenty of time for us then” and I begin to undress him. Before long we are both naked and he has a gorgeous hairy chest under his work shirt. The beds are narrow, so he lays on top of me with his crotch nestled nicely between my legs as we make out like two teenagers. He stays until 5am and neither of us sleep. He proceeds to pump another 2 loads in me overnight. As he leaves, I say, “so two more nights for you to knock me up right” and kiss him. I go to an early breakfast with a slightly sore arse but have kept his loads inside me. He passes me on my way back from breakfast and he stops me and says “you may want to change” and runs his hands down the back of my jeans. There is a wet patch where his seed has started to leak out. “or pop a plug in there”. And then he continues to walk on. To be continued…

Part 6 I checked my coat. It was Friday night, I had been wearing suits and ties all week, and I was planning on getting dirty so I had slipped on a white t-shirt, a white Barcode Berlin jockstrap and some loose grey sweatpants with an old pair of Airmax. Definitely not the way Parisians dress to go out on Fridays! I sat at the bar and got a beer. I very rarely drink alcohol but I was feeling weird asking the bartender for a Coke. The place was pretty empty still, except for maybe four or five guys just hanging out. -“Disappointed?” the bartender said. -“Nah, wasn’t feeling lucky today anyway.” -“Don’t worry, the place will be overflowing in about an hour. -“Cool, let’s hope I’m still awake by then.” -“Come on, I think a lot of guys would be very disappointed if you weren’t around later” he said giving a quick look at my butt. -“I won’t be too worried for you” he added with a smile and a wink. I finished my beer and decided to go explore. I took the stairs to the basement, and almost tumbled my way down missing some steps due to the thick darkness. I entered a room with a few armchairs, and kept going until I found a smoking room and finally what looked like the play room. The room was painted completely black, with a large mattress covered in red fake leather at the centre. Some benches were put on the right side, while four or five private booths with glory holes could be found on the left side. Another red mattress was in the back of the room, separated by a black wall right across the sling. I was alone in there and it felt cold. I was almost spooked when a guy popped out of nowhere. He just had a nap and I figured that I might as well do the same until I could pick up some action. Signs were posted everywhere that sleeping in there was not allowed though so I just made my way back to one of those armchairs and dozed off. It did not take long before I was woken up by some voices. I had probably slept for about thirty minutes, and when I opened my eyes, the basement had filled up with guys. All types, all ages, all shapes. Maybe this would turn out to be a good night after all. I just made my way to the bathroom to take a piss, and throw some water on my face, before heading to the play room. It was still dark as hell and my eyes weren’t getting used to anything. I felt some hands diving directly into my pants right to my ass. I heard a deep voice tell me in French -“Bien dormi, garçon? On t’as vu dormir là-bas, on t’attendais.” (“Slept well, boy? We saw you sleeping back there, we were just waiting for you to join”). The voice was coming from a dark corner and I couldn’t make up any face or even figure out how many guys they were. -“Nous” (“We?”) -“Viens!” (“Come over”). I felt dragged gently by the arm to the mattress, while being handed a drink. I emptied the glass and I felt my t-shirt being slipped over my head. My head started to feel a bit dizzy and my body warmer in a good way. I was still completely in possession of my senses and capable of consenting to everything being done to me. My sweatpants were pulled down and I felt a warm tongue licking my hole wet while another was being pushed into my mouth. A few hands were exploring my body. I was thriving on the attention. I was feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also powerful and invincible all at the same time. My vision was slightly affected but I could start making out some figures in the dark red light. The guy in front of me looked average height, and quite skinny. I could see he had long hair pulled into a bun. His deep voice sounded mature. I thought I could see two other men by my sides, in addition to the one rimming my hole. I think they were all shirtless, wearing shorts or sweatpants. I wasn’t so underdressed after all. I felt a hand pushing my head down to a dick which I immediately swallowed. It was average size but already quite wet, either from precum or from other guys’ ass juices maybe. I heard them talking about me in French, about what they were about to do to me. I speak fluent French but some accents are a bit difficult to understand for me and I could not fully grasp the conversation. On the other hand, I didn’t care that much at that point, I just wanted to be used. A circle of guys who wanted to sneak a peek formed around us. I was being touched by so many hands but my four partners seemed like the possessive type as they kept pushing away anyone who tried to sneak into our action. The guy behind me switched from rimming to rubbing his dick against my hole -“Bonne chienne! Tu vas sentir ma grosse bite au fond de trou de salope!” (“Good bitch! You’re gonna feel my big dick deep in your slut’s hole!”). I was just able to moan but the guy in front just slapped my face while holding me by the neck -“Dis à mon pote que tu veux sa bite bien profond salope!” (“Tell my friend you want his dick deep, whore!”) -“Je veux sa bite bien profond!” (“I want his dick deep inside!”). Another slap -“On dit ‘S’il-vous-plaît monsieur’, chienne!” (“We say ‘Please, Sir’, bitch!”) - “”S’il-vous-plaît, monsieur!” (“Please, Sir!”) I couldn’t even finish my sentence that I felt the guy’s cock being rammed into my hole. Despite years of practice and use, I’m quite tight. I almost screamed but the leader kept my head firmly in place with his dick in my mouth. The guy on my left put a bottle of poppers under my nose and ordered me to sniff deeply, before pinching both my nostrils for a few seconds. I just felt that huge rush going through my body. I closed my eyes and arched my body, losing conscience of everyone else but the four guys currently taking care of me. I was still very aware that I was being fucked on all four in my jocks with my pants at my ankles, all exposed in the middle of a darkroom, and it was the best feeling ever! -“Bonne chienne qui aime la bite, ça!” (“That’s a good slut, enjoying dick!”). -“C’est pour ça que tu viens, salope? Prendre des bites dans le noir?” (“That’s why you’re here, bitch? To take dicks in the dark!”) I could smell the strong scent of the guys mixing, I could feel the sweat dripping on my back from the guy fucking me. The guy on my right stopped his buddy from thrusting, shot his load onto his dick, before telling him to go again. It wasn’t long before he shot his load deep inside, using his friend’s cum as lube. That’s when I heard one of them say -“Voilà, de la plombe pour la chienne!” (“There, some loaded juice for the bitch!”) while thrusting in and out slowly.

Was supposed to hookup with a bottom yesterday for the first time for a quickie before he went to work. Didn't show, didn't text, didn't respond to either of my texts. This morning I have a text from him that his wife got suspicious and followed him to work. We specifically talked about me breeding him but there had been no mention of a wife. Doesn't really matter to me cause I didn't exchange vows with her, he did.

I guess that was a real seminal experience in many ways. 🤣 (I'll let myself out)

I love outdoor / spur of the moment sex: in back of my suv - extreme tinted windows, seats down, my face down guys climbs in smack my big n round, then fucks me, cums and leaves - mostly in parking lots. Been busted twice - I told the bike cop to get out of there - don't be an asshole haha I was pissed he ruined it. Parks, bathrooms, Macy's dressing room with guy that worked there, and I'm a chub guy, used to pick up a guy, smoke a j and park random spots, pull a blanket out behind the car, lie flat and this huge dick would pound the fuck out of me, get up and leave.

Ybor Resort and Spa, 3 fires in 2017, arson each time.

@BBLincoln, thank you for your solidarity. Growing up when I did (1980s) and where I did (Canada, still very British then), I was acutely aware of the rise of Thatcher and modern conservatism in the UK. Policies tried in the UK, such as handing revenue-generating public assets to the private sector (but holding back, or later being forced to take back, the money-losing parts), cutting investments in public health services and education, and recklessly cutting taxes below the cost of operating government, were repeated in Canada and also in the US. As you say, it's essential for people to be conscious of what is at stake, and to vote. @hntnhole, indeed. My use of the word "shy" was tongue-in-cheek. Although they have little to worry about because a near-majority of Americans share their views (and have always done so), Republicans are avoiding their party's thornier policies for fear of offending swing voters — "shame", as you say. I'd call it temporary shame. The Republican Party favors a legislated nationwide abortion ban, and Mitch McConnell said as much the other day, but he also said to wait for the final court decision (and presumably, the midterm elections). Similarly, a number of Republicans have, over the years, endorsed the "replacement theory" that motivated the attack in Buffalo. They now have to tone down their beliefs for a moment, until the Buffalo coverage dies down. The senator who favors returning jurisdiction over interracial marriage to the states had to walk back his remarks, but hopefully no one is dumb enough to believe that his views — or the party's — have softened. On a separate note, I am amazed that commentators on an Internet forum, who are presumably not even lawyers, would be so convinced that the pending Supreme Court opinion can only ever be applied to abortion, when legal scholars are debating the very point. As a non-lawyer myself, I'll choose to worry as long as people who know more about it than I do are worrying. This is a great form of birth control and way to reduce unplanned pregnancies! Because many Republican politicians oppose not only abortion but also birth control, let's hope they don't decide to make oral sex illegal again (it was part of sodomy laws) when they try to make birth control illegal.

Not shame. They are notoriously shameless. Marjorie Taylor Greene? That woman knows no shame. Mitch McConnell? Never heard of the word. (The man is one of my state's senators. That's my shame, and no, I've never voted for the son of a bitch.) No, the words you are looking for are cowardice, hypocrisy, and craven opportunism.

@billy88666 Put it down to skimming through it quickly the instant I crawled out of bed and saw that a new episode had dropped. Then I went and made the coffee and some breakfast. And THEN I came back and read it again and that's when I registered the two key words and the penny dropped. You know how it is, Sunday mornings it can take a while to really wake right up. 😆

The prize at the end. There's isn't much better than taking a nice load in my mouth. The sounds a guy makes, and knowing he's about to blow is heaven on earth.

Knocking a guy up gets me rock hard.

So true for many thing's and not just slings. 😃

As I did not have Much to begin with, I had the rest permanently removed today. I'm hairless from the neck down.

Finally achieved a dream of mine over the weekend and got DPed! I was cruising Grindr, and came across a profile of a couple who were looking for a third. Both looked super hot and out of my league (one was about 40, white, ripped; the other about 30, Latino, very handsome), but I took a chance and reached out to them. To my surprise they replied, said they were looking to meet someone that night for a threesome, we swapped pics, and they suggested meeting. They gave me their address, and after making sure I was fully cleaned out, I went around. At their place, they invited me in, we chatted for a bit, had a glass of red, and soon we were making out, kissing each other, and touching each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before we were all naked, and I was sucking on their cocks, while they kissed each other. After a little while, I was sucking on the older one’s dick, when the younger one came around to rim me, and fuck did he do a good job! I was squirming with pleasure! After getting my pussy nice and wet with his spit, he put a little bit of lube on my hole and then pushed his bare dick into me, opening me up. He went nice and slowly to begin with, but sped up, until he was pounding me. I tried to focus on sucking his partner’s cock, but occasionally lost focus because I was being fucked so well. After 10 minutes of fucking, his partner wanted to have a crack, so they swapped places. The older partner was thicker and longer, and he just hit all the right spots - I could feel him hitting my prostate in such a great way. He fucked me doggy style for about 10 minutes, then wanted to change position, so lay down and got me to sit in his dick. I love this position, and has just got down to his base, when his partner came behind and started to push his cock into me. It hurt a bit as I’ve never done DP before as a bottom, but once he was all the way it felt absolutely fucking amazing! I’ve never felt so full, but in a good way. The younger one started to fuck me again, while the older one kept still, and he kept building up speed, until I could feel that he was going to cum - and when he did he had the loudest orgasm! He came a bucket, too - I could actually feel it inside me, which is unusual for me. Once he came, he softened and pulled out, and his partner and I went at it, with me riding him until he came a couple of minutes later. It felt absolutely amazing! Some of the cum escaped my ass when he pulled out, but the younger partner pushed it back in with his fingers. I could still feel some running down my leg, though! I hadn’t cum yet, and though I rarely top, I was so hard from the DP fuck I had just had, the younger of the couple bent over and let me fuck him. I didn’t last very long, but I left a big load inside of him! After I’d cum, we made out a little bit more, chatted a bit, made out some more, chatted a bit more, but then I had to head home. I had an amazing evening, and let them know I’d be up for a repeat some time.

Chapter 11 I woke with a pounding head . Damn tequila! Enticing as Luke’s cock was next to me , I wanted to get home , take some aspirin for my head and sleep some more. Once home I showered, had some aspirin and went back to bed. I woke some time later and felt no better. My throat was sore, my head was pounding still and if anything I was feeling worse. I stayed in bed, vowing to never have tequila again. I dosed myself up and just rested, not really hungry knowing the next day I would be hangover free. However the next day I didn’t feel any better,again I felt worse. My glands were up, and My mouth was dry, and I was a touch feverish. Aspirin wasn’t doing much but it was better than nothing. Sally had rung me and I told her that I was still a bit hungover and not feeling great. I said I would let her know when I was feeling better. Then something struck me. I googled symptoms of hiv and I just stared at the screen. Tick tick tick. A cold fear overtook me. Shit , it was a hangover right? In a bit of a panic I rang Gino, he was a medic after all. I explained about the drinking, and how I was feeling. He paused, and asked what I was doing. I explained I was lying on my bed. ‘Naked?’ He asked. ‘Yes’ I replied. ‘Good. You are likely to be seroconverting, there is nothing you can do except embrace what is happening to you. It turns me on to see guys becoming poz and their life changing. That is happening to you. I want you to set up your iPad on record, and start wanking for me. I want you to video yourself playing with your cock and cumming. I want you to record your last neg load, whilst you are telling me what you are thinking. ‘ ‘fuck’ I thought. My cock got immediately hard as I set up my iPad on record. I was wanking and thinking of Gino’s cock. ‘What are you thinking? ‘ Gino asked. ‘Your cock ‘I replied. ‘My poz cock?’ Gino whispered. ‘Yes, your poz cock, I love it, I want more of it’ ‘ I only date poz guys’ Gino said’ especially if they’re not on meds’ I was rock hard now and turned on ‘God I hope I’m becoming poz for you’ I panted. What was I saying, all I could think of was Gino’s gorgeous cock and his tattoo . ‘Fuck, I’m cumming Gino’ I came , shooting my cum up my belly’ ‘Good boy’ he said. Send me that video, and make an appointment at the end of the week’ . My headache kicked back in, and reality did. This was where I had been sliding, even though I never thought it would happen to me. I wasn’t great for the next couple of days before gradually improving. I had made an appointment with Gino on the following Friday. After all it could have just been a bit of a bug, I tried to convince myself. I entered Gino’s room at the clinic, and there was a younger medic in there , also in scrubs. His face was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t immediately place it. ‘This is Archie, he is a trainee. Is it ok if he sits in? ‘ Gino asked. I nodded. Then it clicked. Archie was the twink I had fucked in the sauna. So he was also gay. ‘So you have been having unprotected sex with other men whose status you don’t know?’Gino asked. ‘Actually some were poz I think’ I replied. ‘We need to test for hiv’ Gino said formally. Gino took some blood explaining he had to do a formal test. He said he would do a quick finger prick test as well though that wouldn’t be definitive. I waited for half an hour in reception before being called in again by Gino. ‘ ’well I have some good news for you, although it’s not official’ Gino announced. ‘Phew ‘ I thought ‘I’ve dodged a bullet , I’m still neg’ ‘it is looking like you are hiv positive’ Gino announced. ‘. Congratulations, You are where you naturally wanted to be’ my mind was on delay. ‘ you will have an increasingly viral load for six months. You don’t have to start meds yet, you can let the virus build in you for a while but you will likely pass on the virus if you have unprotected sex with anyone. ‘ ‘Positive? I’m poz? ‘ I replied. ‘Yes, more than likely’ Gino said. ‘Do you want to stay off meds for a while, and enjoy your status?’ I remembered what he said when I was wanking. ‘Yes’ I responded. ‘ ‘Good man’. Archie then asked ‘Why is it good news that he is positive?’ ‘Because some gay men, like Neil here, are sub bottoms who will just take cock and cum, and becoming positive is a rite of passage. They secretly want it. Don’t you Neil?’ I was on the spot but knew my natural reply. ‘Yes’ ‘Neil, I will contact you in a few days when the full results are back, but in the meantime don’t do anything I wouldn’t do’ I stood up as Gino and Archie did. I glanced at Archie. He was definitely sporting an erection in his scrubs. I looked at him and he blushed. He may have recognised me, but he was turned on, hopefully by our poz talk. There may be something there in the future I thought. I left the surgery, walked into the sunshine, knowing almost certainly that I had the bug, and was hiv positive. I felt my cock stiffening. To be continued……………

I was working alone in my orchard, which I'd first cleared the land of thornbush before planting fruit trees. Hard but rewarding work. One evening I was approached by a woman in her late 40s. She'd seen me working there several times, and she wondered if her son could come and volunteer to help in the orchard. It was as part of a public service award scheme. After some questions I decided it was a possibility and agreed to a trial period. Two days later the lady arrived with her son in tow. He was a good looking young man, slim with a great smile. My gaydar was firing. She hung around during the first session which I devoted to safety training. During subsequent sessions he was unaccompanied and at that time of the year with the surrounding woodland we'd be undisturbed. I discovered that in two weeks he'd turn 16 (the legal age of consent). He was wearing shorts, boots and a tee shirt. I resisted temptation that evening and for the next four years, though I've little doubt he was interested in experimenting. Since then after leaving school, he's been to university, and has started his career in media. We remain great friends, and he has a boyfriend. The point I want to make is that, I gained much more by watching, and helping, him develop into an adult. If the relationship had turned sexual I doubt it would have lasted long.

Hell yeah, definitely get one. I bought a sling last year and it's permanently up. It puts my boy's (or anyone else's) asshole at the perfect height and with the bottoms' ankles in the stirrups I can spread his legs wide and high to Give me easy and deep access. My boy loves me riding his ass in. the sling - it's comfortable for him and I can vary his experience by raising or lowering his shoulders above or below his ass. Plus, most bottoms love being fucked in a sling. You won't regret buying it.

He held his finger up to my mouth and I sucked it clean as he held my eye contact and smiled that mischievous smile again, and then kissed me roughly. Even when he kissed it was obvious who was in control. "My buds are almost here, let's get you in position." He said. We walked back into the room, I used the "Do Not Disturb" sign to block the latch again, and I got back up on the bed. He walked over to his clothes and got a black bandanna from a pocket and walked over to me. "Put this on, and trust me, I won't let anyone hurt you. I want you to focus on cock and holes; my cock, other cocks, and your holes getting filled with cum. Positive cum from big hard dicks turning that tight ass of yours into a positive cumdump. I want you to enjoy it, this is my gift to you for being brave and begging for my poz cum so beautifully. " I grabbed the bandanna from his hand, and looked into his eyes. He had kind eyes but was smiling with a mischievous smirk. I really don't know why, but I felt like I could trust him so I smiled back and said, "Thank you, I didn't know what to expect out of tonight but I'm really glad you took my poz cherry." He smiled and said, "Fuck yeah! I'm fucking you all night! Now get in position the guys are almost here." I wrapped the bandanna around my eyes and got on all fours on the bed. I felt him move on the bed and the mattress dipped in front of me as he grabbed my head and guided it to his cock. I felt his huge cockhead touch my lips and opened my mouth as wide as I could, afraid of hurting him with my teeth. As I tried to swallow him, I could hear the faint reverberations of metal on concrete as his buddies bounded up the stairs. Soon enough, the creak of the door announced his friends and as it latched, I could hear them undressing as Martin said, "Sup homies! I found us a nice tight chaser, he was neg when I walked in. Now he's got 2 of my loads deep in his ass that he begged for, let's give him more ha ha." "Holy fuck! That's one fuckable ass he's got." I heard a rich deep voice say. It felt odd being talked about like I wasn't there. But I remembered what Martin had said and I focused on his beautiful big cock filling my mouth as I felt 2 fingers being shoved roughly into my asshole. "Fucking tight too! That's nice." I heard from a different, younger voice behind me. "He says he hasn't been fucked in a while. I believe him, but that is one hungry fucking hole he's got there so let's give him what he wants." Although I had never considered myself a "chaser" like Martin said, actions speak louder than words and right now all I could think about was getting fucked and bred and filled with cum, especially Martin's poz cum. I was still horny as fuck and I was finally getting fucked by strangers like I'd fantasized about for a long time. My previous domestic life full of theater, dull dinner parties, and boring business dinners seemed like a distant memory and I couldn't be happier than to be here; a sleazy motel in a seedy part of town about to be bred by studs I couldn't see. Even as I thought this, I felt the bed shift and a blunt pressure on my asshole as the first of Martin's buds started to slide in. It wasn't as big as Martin's (I doubt that too many guys are) but it still stretched me pretty nicely and I could feel him slide in with a little resistance. He felt really good, deep enough to enjoy but not so deep it hurt. "Fuck! This is some fucking good pussy!" I heard the top say, the deeper voiced one. "I got a 6 day load for you, baby. You're definitely getting knocked up. Not gonna lie, one look at your ass and I knew I was gonna end up balls in you." "Wow! I'm glad you like it, I'm definitely enjoying it too." I responded. I felt the bed shift to my left and felt the younger guy's hand on my chin trying to get me to suck him. I backed off from Martin's cock and turned to take the younger guy. It was also thick and I could barely fit him in my mouth. In my stoned state I chuckled inwardly thinking "what the fuck is in the water around here that makes them grow so thick?!" But in reality I just opened wide and started giving him head. Not to toot my own horn but I've been told by just about every guy that I give great head. The younger guy seemed to agree, he'd placed a hand on my shoulder for balance and was moaning like a man possessed. Meanwhile, the guy with the deeper voice whose name I later learned was Darryl, was beginning to rock in and out of me furiously. "Oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh fuck! Getting ready to breed you baby, gonna fucking poz that beautiful pussy, fuck, oh yeah, baby here it comes, HERE IT FUCKING COMES!!!" "Fuck yeah! Please give me your poz cum, please poz my hole. Yeah, breed that ass." I said back to him, encouraging him as he roared, and with one last shove, shot his poz cum just as he had predicted; balls deep inside me.

Was checking out the apps barely an hour ago after I had a lovely bath.... I'd douched my hole this afternoon but no takers..... I'd planned to sleep after bath as I've early rise tomorrow. A message arrived saying "address - I want to come breed you - quickie".... So I checked his profile..... Fit 23yr old student, top, into bareback.... and 5 mins walk away...... So I thought WHY NOT.... Quickly lubed my hole, unlocked door and sent him address with details..... He replied on his way.... I put lights out and assumed face down ass up position. In less than 2 mins after that I heard door open and heard him come into bedroom and drop his trousers. He immediately found my hole with his hard cock and pushed all the way in letting out a moan... Then started pounding me hard and fast.... Took him 2 mins to squirt his spunk in me. I'm so glad I've universities nearby. He asked to come round again tomorrow Tuesday but I'm busy so we agreed Wednesday..... He said thankyou for me letting him come round.... He wiped up in dark, zipped up n left. I'm now of to sleep leaving his cum inside me all night.... I'm loving the smell of his spunk around my hole. Roll on wednesday..... I'm old enough to be his daddy.

If you believe Justice Alito's commentary that this abortion opinion (draft) has no bearing on same sex marriage or sodomy laws, I have 50 acres of beautiful oceanfront property in Iowa to sell you. I promise you, the price is a steal. Supreme Court opinions almost always contain language that say, in effect, "we aren't deciding THAT case today because it's not before us" but they do not mean "we'll rule differently in that other case." What they mean is, we couldn't get the votes in THIS case to make a sweeping, more inclusive proclamation like "There are no rights that are not spelled out explicitly in the Constiuttion" but don't worry, we'll be back to take care of those things as soon as things quiet down just a little bit and another case comes along. Look at the Voting Rights Act as an example. They struck down the preclearance formulas contained in Section Four, on the grounds that those formulas were adopted in 1970 and no longer reflected the actual practices of the jurisdictions that the formula subjected to Section Five preclearance. Then they sat back, and a few years later ruled that a law that had discriminatory effects on a protected racial minority wasn't inherently suspect; you very nearly have to prove *intent to discriminate on the basis of race* in order to succeed with a Voting Rights Act challenge. So as long as the racists trying to violate the law are good enough at hiding their motivation, no matter how blatant the effects are, it's very hard to win the case. That's despite Congress making it clear that disparate racial IMPACT was just as much a violation as express racial INTENT. That's how the Court works - it whittles away a principle, little by little, and then eventually it says, well, with all these things we've ruled since the original principle was set, obviously that principle doesn't hold any more, we made a mistake, and we overturn the principle. That's been the history of abortion laws for the last 20 years, almost always upholding increasingly severe restrictions. Don't think it won't happen to sodomy or same-sex marriage. It will.

I love having unprotected bareback sex with random strangers, gets my cock rock hard not knowing anything about the man Im inside. I feel like a real dirty slut and I love it.

Very hot so far!! Eagerly awaiting more!!

This guy found a great gifter to build the bond between them.

I like some hair but a few places get out of hand, so I trim those areas down into something more managable.

Fuck hot start….. poz that fag up

For me it just makes me feel sluttier, bending over for guys I have never seen. Just makes me feel like fuck meat... And the risk that goes with it. A guy you have never seen, don't know his name, don't know what he looks like, haven't asked for his status. But still I expose my hole to him and willingly let him dump his seed inside me When I top it is all about spreading my seed in asany holes as possible. I do easily get tired of regular bottoms. But not if I know that they get fucked by lots of other guys. I do love to stick my cock into a cum filled hole not knowing who are the guys who unloaded inside. exposing my cock to unknown DNA

sure can be, just have to find the right one at the right time, that's the hard part

I don't need to trim my pubes to make my cock look bigger.... The more hair, anywhere, the better.

I have previously in my travels had sex with guys that speak no English and I never spoke their language - but I have always found fuck, cock and seed are international and like music, have no ethnic boundaries. I live nearby a park which is a good cruise area especially in the warmer weather. The area of Sydney I live in is very heavily populated with a Muslims, Hindus, Seikhs and Asian people, making us the great melting pot Australia is. Last Thursday afternoon I decided to cruise the park on dusk as it is usually dead of a day and came across this guy who actually had his cock out of his jeans and was stroking it. I knew he needed my help immediately. He looked late 40's early 50's but what a beautiful thick cut cock he had. I immediately moved his hand, replaced it with mine for a second and then bent down to give it a kiss and then some nice head. I was surprised when he started to work his hand down the back of my track pants and started rubbing my arse - I always freeball when cruising. I wanted that cock in me so bad and immediately stood up and to my surprise he kissed me and said "fuck you" in a very thick accent, which I later found out was Assyrian. I wanted to take him home - about half a kilometre and take that cock uninhibitedly. I kept kneading his cock and explained to come to my place. He sort of understood, but I gestured for him to follow and he did. I walked to my car and gestured for him to get in - he pointed to where his car was parked and after much toing and froing I I parked next to his car and again gestured to follow. He finally got the drift and I got him home. What a fuck he was? He was gesturing for lube for his cock and I just went down on it and told him that putting lube on such a beautiful thick cock was a sin as i was wanted to feel it rip me in half. I think he was surprised how easy he got into me missionary. I grabbed his arse cheeks and pulled hard, letting him know I wanted it all in and right then. He bred me twice, and both times he made load groans as he emptied his balls into me. He looked surprised when I cleaned his cock and balls after round two. We swapped phone numbers and told him to come anytime. To my surprise he texted me in Arabic on Monday night. I had no idea what it said - but within half an hour he was on te door and I got two more beautiful serves of cock and seed. Can't wait for him to breed me again.

Smooth swallow....like a pig with skills

Raymond scrambled back to his knees and assumed his position: chest and face down, slightly off-center of the middle couch cushion, back slightly arched and his jock-strap-covered ass offered to Nelson like a gift ready to be opened. Nelson watched as the college boy eagerly responded. He stroked his dick and watched Raymond’s back muscles move and flex as he got into position. He stepped toward Raymond but then a thought crossed his mind. As Raymond lay there, waiting, Nelson moved across the living room and grabbed a small wooden box that was on his bookshelf. From it, Nelson produced the familiar, small, clear baggie that his dealer supplied him with the night before. Taking a quick look, he was more than satisfied with the contents and knelt behind his waiting prey and began admiring the boy’s body. With his fingertips, he gently traced an invisible line from the right ankle, up to the calf, behind the knee, up behind Raymond’s ample thigh and found his way to the boy’s right ass cheek and repeated the same motion with his left hand on the other leg. This gentleness surprised and excited Raymond. He moaned into cushion and turned his head on its left side and shivered as Nelson touch found its way to the other lobe. Nelson took the opportunity to give Raymond’s ass four hard slaps all on the right cheek. Raymond yipped at the sudden pain and lifted his head to voice his discomfort and was met with four more hard slaps. Each slap was harder than the last. From the back of the back of the apartment Raymond was startled by a voice that he forgot was there. “Oh shit! Someone ain’t playing around today!” Thomas yelled with laughter in his voice and was quiet once again, getting back to whatever he was doing in Nelson’s bedroom. “Keep your face buried in that fucking couch, slut.” Nelson snarled as Raymond snapped his head back to its original position. Nelson got off on the mind games. He knew that his unpredictability would confuse the kid. Moving from gentle and passionate to dominant and imposing would ensure that Raymond would have no doubt about this role in all this. Nelson had always been intrigued by Raymond after noticing him in class. His standoffish attitude and loner style was attractive. He often dressed like he didn’t care what he looked like, arriving to class with messy hair and mismatched clothes that he was somehow able to pull off. Nelson’s interest level in the boy increased after a brief conversation with one of his regular fuck buddies on campus. The two were chatting on campus early in the fall when Nelson’s pal pointed out Raymond walking across a courtyard to a parking garage. “Dude, that guy has a nice dick.” Just a week prior, Raymond had the guy over for a quick fuck session and hurriedly ushered the guy out within minutes after spraying his load on his back and shoulders. That off-handed comment stuck with Nelson even after the class ended in December. Nelson had tried once to chat with Raymond after class, but he was always quick to put on his headphones and had blinders to the world as moved through the classroom and out into the halls. He was beyond thrilled that afternoon when he noticed Raymond in the café. The interaction at the café seemed so far away, but in reality it had only been about two hours ago. The sun was still up and peaking through the tops of his drawn curtains. “Time flies when you’re breaking boys,” he thought to himself. Nelson reached for the baggie and found a shard that was about the size of a raisin. He stood, straddling the boy’s body and leaned down, with one hand Raymond’s neck, he pushed him deeper into the cushion. With his mouth centimeters from the boy’s ear, Nelson flicked his tongue a few times, causing the boy to moan. He pleasured the boy’s ear for a few moments before whispering, “He’s right you know. I’m not playing around.” And he then reached back and shoved the shard deep into Nelson’s ass. The boy squirmed, but Nelson had him locked in place. One hand on the boy’s neck and the other trying to push the rock deeper in Raymond’s quivering hole. “Be still, kiddo. You just got your first booty bump. You’ll be thanking me soon.” Nelson began plunging his finger in and out, satisfied that the shard was now lodged deep and dissolving in the boy’s cunt. Raymond couldn’t help but moan as the finger invading his hole was giving him pleasure that he didn’t know he needed. He hadn’t been fucked in so long he forgot how the pleasure felt. He began to rock his hips back and forth, trying to match the motions of Nelson’s finger in order to get it deeper. “Someone’s got a hungry pussy,” he again whispered to Raymond. Ending his sentence with a deep, sloppy, tongue fuck to Raymond’s left ear, the boy was sent into a new realm of satisfaction. He began to moan and writhe beneath Nelson and the tongue kept invading his ear. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” Nelson heard over and over through the cushion. He had no doubt the kid was now his. He gently nibbled on Raymond’s ear lobe before standing up and resuming his position behind. Raymond spread his knees, presenting his ass to Nelson. Raymond smiled in approval then grabbed each of the kid’s arms and crossed them behind his back. “Keep your hands right there. You fucking move them, you’ll be fucking sorry,” growling at the boy, once again. Nelson, leaning back on his haunches, looked down at his achingly hard cock and gave it a few strokes while he inserted two fingers into Raymond’s significantly hotter hole. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the boy was flying. “Fucking hot hole, faggot,” he said as he continued exploring Raymond from the inside. “That booty bump will be setting you right soon enough. You really should show some appreciation for that, slut.” Nelson heard a muffled, “Thank you.” “You are very welcome,” Now with three fingers stretching the boy in a way he had never had experienced. His other hand was now rubbing up, down and across Raymond’s back muscles, already imagining how much they would flex and strain when the real fun began. “You’ve got a fucking hot body, kiddo. I hope you know things are about to get intense,” Slowly pistoning his three fingers in and out of the boy’s hole. “You need to pay attention to what I am about to say,” Fingers flexing and spreading inside the boy. Raymond arched his back as much as he could while bucking his hips back, trying to get as much of Nelson inside him. “From this moment on, you are nothing but a hole to me,” Fingers moving faster now, in and out, in and out. “You are mine to use and abuse,” Slowing back down, now with two fingers, gliding in and out. He began to feel the sweat accumulate on the boy’s back. The booty bump was doing its magic. “Holes are meant to give men like me pleasure,” This time jabbing his two fingers in with more force. Thrusting in, gliding out. Thrusting in, gliding out. “You belong to me now,” Thrusting in, twisting and circling, spreading and flexing. “I don’t give a fuck who or what you are,” Three fingers now, slowly in, circling and massaging the hole. “From now on, I am Sir to you,” Three fingers forcing their way in. In and out. In and out. He had a rhythm and he could feel the boy responding to his words and actions. “Do you understand, faggot?” “Yes, Sir,” came a muffled response. Nelson used the opportunity to further establish his dominance and slapped Raymond’s ass. Raymond flinched, “I didn’t quite here that, faggot. Do you understand?” “YES, SIR!” came a louder response. “Fuck yeah, boy. Flip over.” Raymond was quick to comply. Moving his hands from his back, he steadied himself and rolled to his left and had most of his upper body on the couch with his legs on the ground. Nelson admired his work. The boy’s sweaty face and matted hair was a good look. The boy was feeling the effects of the bump and stared intensely at the man before him, still on his haunches, dick pointing forward. Raymond licked his lips. “Pull your legs up, slut.” “Yes, Sir.” Raymond lifted his legs and hooked his arms around them and brought them as close to his chest as he could. Nelson admired the boy once more. His ass had a very light dusting of peach fuzz. He leaned forward and gently flicked the boy’s hole with his tongue. Raymond’s hole winked in approval. Nelson dove in for the feast. His hands now on either ass cheek, spreading and getting more access to the boy’s hole. Raymond was in heaven. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” he half whispered, half mumbled. Nelson’s stubble was adding new levels of pleasure to the experience and Raymond didn’t want it to stop. He held on to his own legs tighter, trying to move them closer to his chest to give more of himself to the man below. Nelson was on a mission. His tongue probed deeper, tasting the saltiness of the boy’s hole, doing his best to drive him wild, doing his best to get the hole as wet as possible. After a few minutes of pleasuring the boy, Nelson moved away from his property and raised his hand to the boy’s mouth, cupping it. “Spit.” Raymond complied and spit into Nelson’s palm. “More.” Again, Raymond complied. Satisfied with the amount, Nelson lubed his rigid monster with the boy’s spit. He pulled the boy out a few inches and bent him in order to raise his hole to a more accommodating position. “Look at me, faggot.” Raymond’s eyes met Nelson’s. His pupils were dilated, and he was beginning to sweat more. Nelson placed his right hand on Raymond’s throat and placed his bulbous dick head at the entrance to the boy’s cunt. Raymond was lost in the pleasure, but he noticed a sinister appearance that was no covering Nelson's face. “I fucking told you not to move your fucking hands.” And in one thrust, he impaled the boy with the full length of his meaty pole.