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I drove home from Nashville Sunday morning - a 90-mile drive - having spent the last night taking cock in a hotel room. I still had nine loads inside me as the result of my night of service. I don’t know anyone in Nashville, but an acquaintance from Chicago I met at IML last May had had come down to visit family, so I made arrangements to come down and take a hotel room so he could fuck me again. He also offered to be my doorman as I hosted. It was a successful night of hosting, especially for a Saturday - I usually avoid Saturdays because I find I have less luck then than any other day of the week, but this was the only day my acquaintance could meet. Aside from him, nine other complete strangers showed up to breed me. Between them all, I ended up being loaded nine times. As I drove, the number stuck with me for some reason, and I couldn’t shake the realization that my body now contained - and was actively absorbing - the reproductive fluids of nine other men, eight of whom I had largely not even seen, and one of whom was a mere acquaintance. I had, essentially, allowed nine strangers to insert their penises inside my body and ejaculate. (The first of them had a cock roughly nine inches long - I could tell by the way it threaded through my second ring.) In a general public sense, a man’s penis is considered a feature to keep hidden, at best a private, intimate thing; at worst, a thing considered unclean because of the fluids it produces. We don’t walk around in public with them hanging out (for the most part) and anyone who does is usually arrested because it isn’t considered decent. Of course, countless tomes have been written on the nature of the phallus as a designator of power and influence, and undeniably so. It is the single most defining token of masculinity. For all the protestations that a bottom isn’t any less a man because he receives cock, there is persistently, undeniably, something significant about the statement made when a man penetrates another man. Sometimes the point is made openly, but the subtext is always there due to humans’ binary reproductive nature - in that moment, the one is being less a man than the other. I never penetrate. I’m always the one penetrated. I not only allow it, I make it possible. I spend my money to arrange it. I endure discomfort to experience it. Yet I’m not ignorant of the way most people would perceive what I do, or their likely opinion of me if they knew. What, then, does it mean that I have allowed myself to become this? Yes, I was trained by a man who sought to draw out this part of my nature, but the nature was there to be drawn out. Who have I become that I would let nine strangers use their cocks to rut me like a breeding animal and inseminate me? Nine of them in a night. Nine, though, isn’t that significant a figure, actually. I had already passed the 999 mark in men who have fucked me, a while back. You can’t be un-fucked once you’ve taken a cock, so how much more completely far gone am I now? There is no denying it - I am not a man in the way the men who seeded me are. I know that a breeding doesn’t actually combine a man’s DNA with mine, but the fluid he pumps into me is a product uniquely of his body, and some of that fluid, and the compounds it contains, are absorbed into my flesh to become part of me. I know that my body has fused with the products of over a thousand men, the vast majority of whom are complete strangers, and many of whom I never saw at all. I now have difficulty framing a rationale why any man should not fuck and seed me, when I have accepted so many indiscriminately. I have accepted that my anus and my mouth are receptacles for what society considers unclean organs and the sexual fluid they emit, and done so so often that there’s no point in thinking otherwise. So what does that make me? What can people legitimately think of me? Obviously, some would say ‘you faggot’ and I have no grounds to dispute it - and I have to appreciate the irony that that phrase contains 9 letters. Nine feels like a heavy, weighted number because it’s incomplete, not quite ten. It leaves the sense of something lacking, something unfinished. Perhaps that’s why these nine loads resonate within me - they seem to call out for more, and I know that there will be more. Because I’ve become a cumdump, and there’s no going back.

I messaged a cute 19 year old with a great bubble butt on Grindr one night, and after chatting for about an hour or so, we agreed to meet up. We didn’t specifically mention having sex, but I was pretty sure it was going to happen. We lived kinda far from each other so we arranged to meet up halfway at a park near where he used to go to high school. I got there and I saw him on a path by the baseball diamond, he was even cuter than his pictures. It was a warm night and we were both wearing just shorts and t-shirts. He took me along the path to a bench that was secluded by trees so it was pretty dark, and no one could really see us unless they were really close. We talked for about 5 minutes before we started kissing. He sat on my lap and ground his ass against my crotch as we kissed. I knew I was going to fuck this twink’s ass. He slid off me and knelt on the ground and pulled my cock out of my shorts and started sucking it, it felt perfect. After about 5 minutes he turned around, pulled his shorts down, showing me a jock strap on his perfect bubble butt. He bent over so I could see his hole. Still sitting on the bench I started rimming him. I stuck my tongue as far as it could go in his ass and I could tell he had cleaned out well. This boy wanted to be fucked. “You want this ass?” he asked. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “You have a condom?” My heart sank. I usually don’t have a condom because most guys are willing to bareback these days. “No," I said. He sat back down on my lap still facing away from me. My cock was nestled in his crack and was still wet from his blowjob. He slowly started rubbing his crack on my cock. He kept getting a little higher until the bare head of my cock nestled against his hole which was still wet from my rim job. “Fuck I need that cock,” he said and started slowly sliding down my naked dick. He sighed as he bottomed out and started riding me. He bounced on my cock for a couple minutes, then got off me and knelt on the bench, holding on to the back rest and jutting his ass out. I rimmed him some more until he said fuck me til you cum. I sank my cock back into him and asked him if it was alright to cum inside him. He said yes, I want your load. I fucked him slowly for 10 minutes and then felt my orgasm coming. “Fuck I’m gonna cum in you,” I said. He moaned as I emptied my balls into his willing ass. I slowly pulled out and spread his ass cheeks apart so I could watch my load dribble out of his ass onto the ground. The next time we met up at the park he was lubed up and ready to go and I just sank my bare cock into him. No mention of condoms.

I’ve known my friend Chris for quite a few years. We see each other out at the bars a lot, and we hook up occasionally. He’s usually pretty religious about wearing a condom. One night I saw him on Grindr and hit him up asking if he wanted to meet up. He was hungry so he picked me up and we went to a food cart so he could eat. Afterwards we drove up to a park overlooking the city and parked just outside the locked gate. We made out for a little bit and he sucked me for a while. We got out and went to the center part of the park and he sucked me some more as I was sitting on a little brick wall, totally out in the open, but there was no one around and it was the middle of the night. He suddenly turned me around, pulled my pants down to my knees and started rimming me. After a minute he stopped and asked if he could fuck me. I said yes and heard him open a condom wrapper. I was a little disappointed but wasn’t gonna say no to any kind of dick. The condom was lubed but we didn’t have any other lube, so he used spit to lube up the condom more and also my ass. His cock is 5 and a half inches, and he managed to get it in, although it was a little difficult. He fucked me from behind for about 5 minutes. I was leaning against the way enjoying it when he said he was close. I suddenly said “I want you to breed me.” He stopped and asked “really?” “Yeah,” I said, so he pulled out and pulled the condom off. He spit on his hand and rubbed it onto his now bare cock. He put the head against my hole and teased it for a little bit. “You want this bare cock don’t you,” he asked. “Fuck yeah.” I replied. “I had no idea you were such a cum slut.” he told me. “Well you always wanted to wear a condom,” I said. “I’m only going to breed you from now on,” he said and sank his bare cock into my ass. He started thrusting and said “fuck, I’m not going to last long without a condom.” “I don’t care,” I said, “just come in me. “Oh fuck,” I heard him say and felt him go balls deep and he held is cock there as his load spilled into me. He slowly pulled out and asked if I wanted to cum in him. “Fuck yeah.” I said, spinning him around and pushing his jeans below his ass. I spit on my hand and coated my cock and thrust up against him. He resisted for a couple seconds, but my bare cock eventually slid through his sphincter. I didn’t want him to change his mind so I fucked him quickly and a couple minutes later I told him I was cumming. “Do it in me,” he said so I kept thrusting as my load shot out and I seeded him for the first time. Definitely wasn’t the last though.