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I had only fucked one guy bareback and was looking for another guy that would let me breed him. It was fine with my boyfriend, but I wanted to try it with other guys. I had briefly been inside one other guy before my boyfriend, but I quickly made him put on a condom (now I regret that). I loved emptying my balls deep in my boyfriend and wanted to feel what it was like with someone else. I had been talking to a guy online for a few months. He was from Seattle and I had met him in some chat room. I asked him how he felt about barebacking, and he said he loved it when a guy dropped a load in him, so needless to say, I was excited to meet him. He ended up visiting Portland and was staying downtown, so we arranged to meet one evening. I went to his hotel and knocked on the door. He was my height with a great toned body, brown hair and eyes, and really cute. I was pretty nervous but he invited me in and we sat down with some beers. He was sitting on the bed and I was sitting in a chair close by. We chatted for a while and by the second beer, he invited me over to sit on the bed. After all, we both knew what we were there for. We quickly started kissing and our clothes came off really fast. I got him on his back and he wrapped his legs around me and my crotch was grinding against his. I wasn’t even trying to fuck him yet, but my bare cock just happened to line up with his hole and he used his legs to pull me into him. He must have pre-lubed his ass because my unsheathed cock just slid right into him. He felt amazing. He told me I could fuck him as hard as I wanted but he was actually a really sweet guy and I wanted to savor the experience. For about 10 minutes I slowly slid my bare cock in and out of his tight hole while our tongues wrestled. He was an amazing kisser. I started picking up the pace knowing that I would shoot soon. After a few minutes he whispered “give me that load!” I felt it building and started kissing him again and jerking him off. I sped up my thrusting and a few moments later I told him I was going to cum. One of the best orgasms of my life came over me and as I was thrusting I felt at least 8 pumps of cum coat his asshole. Just as I had finished shooting he started moaning as his orgasm started from my hand job. His load shot all over his chest. I kissed him as I slowly pulled out. We got in the shower together to wash off, and he showed me as my load ran down his leg. One of my hottest fucks ever.

In Oregon, strippers can be as young as 18 to work in bars. I was watching a cute one one night, he was short, maybe 5’2” maybe 105lbs. He kept making eye contact with me and I tipped him a couple times. At the end of the night as the bar was closing I left and saw him standing out on the street in a t-shirt, short shorts and sandals. “Good show” I told him. “You liked it?” He asked. “Made me wanna take you home,” I replied. “So take me home daddy,” he said coyly. We walked back to my apartment and as soon as we got inside he stripped down to just a skimpy little jock strap and went to sit on my couch. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and went over and started kissing him. He wrapped his legs around me and started thrusting his ass against me. I kissed my way down his front and over his jock covered cock until I got to his tiny little hole. I pushed his legs back to his shoulders and started eating him out, my tongue going deeper and deeper into his hole. “That feels so good daddy,” he moaned. “Gonna feel even better when my cock is in there,” I told him. “You can only fuck me if you carry me into your bedroom,” he said. He was so small it wasn’t a problem. I picked him up and carried him into my room and put him down on my bed. I rolled him over until he was face down and went back to rimming him. After a few moments I got the lube from my bedside table and lubed myself up. As I started pushing my bare cock into him he started moaning. “Fuck that feels amazing!” He exclaimed. “That’s because I’m in you bareback,” I told him. “You are?” he asked. “Are you going to breed me?” “Do you want me to?” I asked him. “Fuck yes,” he said as I started to pump in and out of him. He kept telling me to fuck him harder. For almost 5 minutes I fucked him senseless, finally shooting my load deep into his tiny ass. I pulled out of him and rolled over on my back. He cuddled up on me and as we were kissing, I could feel my load dripping out of him onto my stomach. In the morning, as soon as he woke up he spooned up to me and slid my cock in him again and I fucked another load into him.

I had met a cute 18 year old twink at an all ages club and after exchanging a few calls, we finally agreed to meet up at my apartment. I was expecting more of a date, but he had other ideas, which was fine by me, because I really wanted to fuck this little twink. I was mostly topping at the time, and although I had fucked bareback before, I was using condoms pretty regularly. We went out to get food and afterwards came back to my place. He looked around a little bit and started putting the moves on me. He leaned in for a kiss and it turned out he was a great kisser. After we made out for a few minutes on the couch he put my legs on his shoulders and started grinding his crotch against my ass. We both still had clothes on at this point. He said “I’m gonna fuck you.” “I usually top,” I said. “Too bad,” he replied. I told him I didn’t have any condoms and he looked disappointed. “We should still get naked though,” he said to me. “Well of course,” I replied. We went into my bedroom and got undressed as fast as we could. We 69ed briefly and then he turned back around and started kissing me again, getting in between my legs again. I could feel his cock grinding against me, every once in a while it bumped up against my hole. He stopped grinding with it pressing against my hole and I wasn’t letting it in. “Damn I want to fuck you,” he said. I told him sorry, then he asked if he could dry hump me. I agreed and rolled over on my stomach. I felt him lay on top of me, nestling his 6 inch cock in my ass cheeks. He slowly started doing long strokes across my asshole and in my ass crack. Every once in a while his cock would go down and rub against my ball sack, and every so often the head would push against my hole, but I would move slightly so it kept sliding up my crack. “You have any lube?” he asked. I got it out of the bedside table and he lubed up his cock and started humping me again. He started kissing my ear which I love, and it caused me to arch my ass up just slightly just as his cock was pushing against my hole. I felt the bare head go in. “Oops sorry,” he said as he pulled out and started sliding his cock along my crack again. This happened a couple more times over the next few minutes, him apologizing each time it “accidentally” slipped in. Meanwhile my cock was getting so fucking hard as this twink kept teasing my hole, I decided to do something about it. The next time I felt it hit my hole and started to push through, I thrust my hips up at him, causing his bare cock to sink all the way in my ass. I heard him moan with pleasure. “Want me to pull out,” he asked? I told him to just go for it. Without another word he pulled back and started thrusting his unsheathed cock balls deep in my ass. His cock had good width and felt amazing in my ass. “Told you I’d fuck you,” he said. He started thrusting his bare cock in and out of my ass. I knew I should ask him to stop until we could get a condom, but I was just so turned on by this beautiful twink and his assertive attitude. After fucking me like that for a solid 10 minute he flipped me over on my back and slid his naked cock in me again. In between kisses he told me he was going to cum soon. I started jerking faster and a minute later he asked me where I wanted him to shoot. “Just cum in me,” I told him. “Good, cause I just did,” he said. I was so fucking turned on my that I shot my load immediately all up my chest and across my face. “I knew you’d be a bareback bitch,” he said. Of course I was. His cock stayed in me until he went soft, and we cuddled for the rest of the night.

Let me start with a declaration: this encounter happened yesterday on my way back from Melbourne to my farm in Gippsland but part of it is fictionalised; reflecting what I hope transpires next. Having been in virtual lockdown on the farm for most of the past fortnight, I made a quick trip to see my dealer. I wanted to stock up (as it were) knowing that tighter restrictions were pending in Australia. (They were announced yesterday, effective midnight last night, so it turned out As is my wont, I stopped at Tooradin Pier and messaged a young bloke, Ricky, I’ve hooked up with occasionally for the last six months or so. He’s a total bottom boy and a very appreciative cumslut. He looks younger than his ID says but he’s a very experienced young piggy boy who lives for getting wire fucked. Usually I stop there at night but this was mid-afternoon. Instead of smoking in my car, I decided discretion was the better part of valour and took my pipe into the toilet/shower block. After a while, there was a knock on the cubicle door and I opened it fully expecting it to be Ricky. It wasn’t. It was the young guy whose car had its hood up when I arrived. I’d offered him a jump start earlier but he declined, saying his dad was already on his way. ”Just wanted to warn you that you can see the smoke” was all he said initially. I thanked him for the warning and asked if he’d like a puff as thanks. It was obvious that’s what he wanted. I passed him the pipe expecting him to take a drag and leave but he indicated that he wanted to come into the cubicle. I won’t lie; I was surprised. He was young, very tanned and pretty good looking, despite an average hairstyle (to my taste). Without really hesitating, he stepped in and took the pipe and took a huge drag. As he exhaled, he blurted out, “fuck that’s good stuff” and offered me the pipe. I told him to keep going, to take as much as he liked. He did exactly that. After a few deep puffs, he passed me the pipe and observed, “ leaned forward and asked, “you don’t inhale deep enough”. That’s true actually. Never having been a smoker, I’ve never been particularly good at inhaling anything, be it smoke from tobacco or weed or a pipe. I tend to swallow pipe smoke to get as much into me as I can. Apparently it’s amusing to smokers to watch my trying to smoke. Without prompting, he took the pipe and said, “Shotgun?”; inhaled deeply and leaned in. It wasn’t bad. I blew the smoke back into his lungs and, after initially accepting it, pulled back sharply. But, instead of saying anything, he took another deep puff and leaned in again; this time he kept coming until hi lips were pressing against mine. I reacted as any gay or bi guy would and we were kissing. Full on; tongues probing. He stopped only to take another deep drag and leaned back in. At some point, I was playing with his nipple and the groan he gave out seemed to be the green light to lift his shirt and start sucking his nip. He was loving it and lifted his shirt over his head; I took the opportunity to lick his pits and all I heard was “fuck yeah”. I started working his nipples while he took some more deep drags from the pipe. Eventually, he pushed me away slightly and said those dreaded words: “look, I’m straight. How much gear do you have?” I showed him one of the 8balls I’d just bought and stuffed some large shards into the pipe. ”I want some. What will you want to give me a few points?” I took out probably 3-4 points, wrapped it in some toilet paper and said, “Honestly? Nothing. This is for you.” He grinned and leant in to kiss me. “You kiss well for a straight guy mate”. “ You kiss almost as well as my girlfriend” and, with that, he started kissing me passionately. After a while, he broke off and said, “My dad’s going to be here soon. Can I get a g if I let you suck my cock?” I told him I’d spot him a g without that. But I really wanted to see him naked so I started pushing at his cock. He was hard. “Can I see it?” He started pushing his shorts down with a grin. His boxers followed. He watched my reaction and said, “I could do with a blowie anyway” and he leaned in to kiss me again, this time slowly raising his hand up my back . Once he reached the back of my head, he started exerting downward pressure. Gently at first, then more firmly. I sucked his nipples as I bent my knees and licked his torso the rest of the way until I was directly facing his cock. It was an impressive dick; more pretty than imposing. ”How do you like it sucked?” but he seemed more bewildered by the question than anything. So I gently tongued his foreskin, then the rest of the head. He started back and groaned. “Like this?” Before he could answer, I sucked head strongly and said, looking up at him, “or this? Or...” Then I plunged my mouth over his entire cock. My lips touched the base and I looked up again; his reaction to me demonstrating my deep throating skills was honestly priceless. His eyes were rolling; his groans were loud enough to be heard outside I was certain. But that was his problem really, not mine. I kept working his cock and his balls. He was enjoying himself so much, he’d even forgotten about the pipe until I gently took it from him and took a drag. I think he expected me to stand to give him a shotgun. His moan was beautiful when I took his cock back in my mouth and slowly exhaled. He went to take back the pipe but I indicated he should wait. He watched me take another deep drag and allowed me to turn him around as I gave the pipe back to him. He was busy taking another puff when I spread his cheeks and licked his hole. Then I plunged my tongue inside his arse, as far as I could; he wasn’t protesting one bit as I worked his hole and blew the smoke inside him. After a while, I asked him if I could show him something I thought he might enjoy; he wasn’t protesting. I’d expected him at least to say something about not wanting to be fucked but he didn’t. It wasn’t my intention either; I was just going to insert a shard into his arse and work it with my mouth and tongue but, honestly, I half suspect he might’ve let me put my cock inside him if I’d asked. But I pulled back and told him I was going to booty bump him to see what he thought. Sure enough, a sizeable shard on the end of my index finger elicited an enthusiastic nod. I didn’t muck around either. I found his hole and pressed the shard around the edge for a few seconds, saying “Ready?” moments after I’d already pressed it inside him. My finger was inside him fully and I started pushing the shard into him; feeling the walls of his arse and pushing it as firmly as I dared. That produced his first protest. It had clearly cut him slightly but, instead of easing off, “Just bear with it. I’m trying to get it into your bloodstream”. Sure enough, he noticeably tried to relax and within seconds, his sphincter was relaxing. This little straight boy, this stranger, was loving it. After some time, his phone pinged. “Fuck, my dad’s here.” The mood changed instantly. He was no longer in the moment. He needed to get out and he was suddenly self-conscious about what he’d just been doing. I switched to protective mode. I helped him straighten himself out and gave him his gear and said, “I’ll give you my number. Don’t give me yours so you’re in control. If you ever want gear, let me know and I promise you there’ll be no catch. We’ll just have a smoke and talk, ok? No sex, no favours. Now, get out there and I’ll follow in a few minutes.” He leaned in to kiss me. Surprisingly. And whispered, “can I fuck you next time?” I could have fallen over; I didn’t need to answer that. After a few minutes, my phone pinged. “Stay there. I’ll tell dad I need to let my car run for longer .” And then: “A gram if I fuck you?” Just ten, Ricky responded to my earlier messages. He was minutes away and wanted me to slam and breed him; he had fits on him. So I responded to the young straight bloke whose name I still didn’t know: “You ok if my mate’s here? He wants to be fucked and loves loads. We can fuck him together.” He didn’t respond. Minutes later, Ricky knocked on the door. He was already lubed. I prepped a slam for him and rammed inside him. Later, there was movement outside the door: “it’s me. Let me in.” *** This is mostly true up to the point the young straight guy left. I left the toilet block a few minutes after he did. He sort of acknowledged me as I got into my car. I’m pretty sure he’ll contact me when he wants more gear. I think his father called him, Shane but I’m not certain. I hope he does ring me. I won’t lie; I want to fuck him but I want him to fuck me even more. Young Ricky got back to me when I was halfway home. I turned around and he came back to the farm with me and stayed the night. I just took him home.