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Drew ran a website promoting Christian values. Amongst those sections most perused was on the issue of homosexuality. There was one contributer in particular, called Bruce, who frequently attacked the traditional line and admitted to being a practising and prolific gay man. Over the time he'd been contributing to the forum, Drew felt he was slowly wearing Bruce down. Bruce was online again and was more forthright than normal with comments like “how do you know unless you've tried it” and so on. But Drew wasn't able to stay long chatting to him as he had to go out to get some tickets for the Edinburgh Festival “Oh, that's a shame”, said Bruce, “so you're an Edinburgh resident like me?” and Bruce slyly thought of a devilish plan to trap Drew. “I live in the city maybe you could come over to discuss matters further in person?” Drew naively agreed to his proposition and then headed out to get his tickets. Drew arrived at Bruce's studio flat at the appointed time to discuss matters with him for the next hour. Bruce was partially erect in anticipation of what he had planned to do to dupe Drew into full blown intercourse with him. It didn't show, however, he didn't want to put Drew off before his plan was fully implemented. Bruce welcomed him in to his den. After some pleasantries, Drew and Bruce began debating over some coffee. Again, Bruce maintained you can't criticise unless you've tried it. Drew countered with examples of acts that shouldn't be done come what may. So the debating continued with Drew's coffee getting cold. Drew pointed out the dangers of promiscuous sex: “think of the diseases you can catch!” Bruce heartily agreed with that statement. Drew once again thought he was getting somewhere with him. He wondered if he could replace this half drunk cup of now cold coffee with a fresh one. Bruce offered to do a proper filter coffee for him. He was now ready to enact his plan. He percolated a full jug of coffee, far too much for the two of them. He depressed the plunger. Drew was surprised that Bruce didn't have one of the new coffee-makers. But Bruce replied how he loved plunging. When Drew was not looking Bruce unscrewed the top of the filter jug sufficiently that when it was poured it was bound to let all the contents spill out. He brought the coffee and milk jugs over and offered to pour some fresh coffee for Drew. Indeed as he did so, the top came off and plenty of coffee spilled over Drew's lap and top. Bruce apologised profusely and urgently suggested Drew took his clothes off so he could wash the coffee out on a quick wash before it stained and then he encouraged him to take a quick shower whilst they were being washed. Drew concurred and rushed into the shower, stripping off all his clothes, including his wet boxers and leaving them by the shower-room door. Drew discovered the lock wasn't working, to which Bruce apologised again that he hadn't got round to fixing it. Which wasn't true he had “fixed” it shortly before Drew's arrival. After grabbing Drew's clothes and flinging them in the washing machine, he stripped and put his own clothes in there too, He grabbed a fresh, clean towel and headed back into the shower-room. “I've brought you a fresh towel” he said and Drew thanked him. Drew was now standing in a small bathtub in the section designed for a power shower and was enjoying the invigorating spurt of the water on him, Bruce was enjoying the view of his firm buttocks and was thinking of giving him his own invigorating spurt. He stepped into the tub and gave Drew a stinging slap on his inviting cheeks. Drew said in horror “What are you doing, get out of here!” He feared to turn round which would expose himself further to Bruce's gaze. But that only gave Bruce the time to squirt cleaning lotion on his hands ready to insert a finger up Drew's bottom. “Get off! Stop that now! Get out!” Drew responded in a feeble and shocked manner to what Bruce was doing to him. Drew felt Bruce's oily fingers sliding between the cheeks of his arse into his virginal rectum. "Stop please," Drew gasped. "I'm not gay. I'm straight. Please stop doing this." His long thin fingers were probing Drew's bottom now with a purposeful urgency. He continued as Drew felt two, three, then four fingers plunging in and out of him. What happened next shocked Drew even more, he felt his cock begin to stiffen and rise. He tried to will it down. But the feeling of those fingers in his bottom and the idea of being played with like this was turning him on. Drew began breathing harder, his cock was now rock hard and pointing upwards. "Oh God!" Drew gasped. His untouched cock began spitting out long ropes of cum. He had never cum like this ever before in his life. His cock began twitching with the final spasms. He could feel Bruce as his fingers wiggled inside his prostate to coax the last drops of spunk from Drew's aching balls. “You've just cum, now it's my turn!” Bruce exclaimed as he squirted lotion on his thick shaft and forcefully entered Drew from behind.” Drew screamed in pain and horror. “Please stop! No, no, no” was his refrain as Bruce kept slamming his cock further and further inside him.” “I do love to plunge” Bruce commented as he further violated Drew's innards. “No, No, No” Drew was continuing to say with every plunge. But again, Drew found his attitude changing and after about a minute of this pounding, he found himself aroused by this deep fucking and he started to cry out “Yes, yes, yes!” As Drew started to enjoy this thrusting more and more, he confessed to Bruce “You are right I shouldn't have criticised until I'd tried it myself.” That was all the trigger Bruce needed to go for broke, fucking Drew raw harder and faster. As he pumped his toxic seed deep within Drew's insides, Bruce too confessed “Yes, and you were right about the diseases you can catch!”

The sound of the steel door being open prompted the Swede and I to stub out our cigarettes and head back to the main factory floor. By that point my fellow bottom and I had introduced ourselves a bit better, so I knew he was called Erik. I also knew he was already starting to wonder about tying himself down to one man when putting himself out there for wider use could be this much fun. I actually envied him a little, as he was young, gorgeous, ripped, and about to be free to enjoy a lifestyle I had robbed myself of the chance to experience until I was already past any traces of my youth. Erik and I watched as three of the men wheeled out a rig, with the other two following with a different one. The first had a leather sling already installed on it, whilst the second had a padded bench with a fuck machine pointed at it. Both the sling and bench were equipped with leather cuffs for strapping in, and there was a huge ribbed dildo on the fuck machine. “You!” barked one of the men, pointing at Erik. “Get in sling.” Erik rushed over to the sling, turned to sit in it and then lay back, lifting his arms and legs so the men could cuff his ankles and attach hooks to the cuffs he was already wearing on his wrists. He then shuffled down into a better position, and waited. I, meanwhile, knew that this probably meant he was going to get their full attention for a while, and I was to be kept entertained on the other rig. I walked over to it, getting a nod from one of the men for my unspoken understanding, and climbed onto the bench. They strapped me down, and then I heard the sounds of some cranks and levers as they manoeuvred the dildo into place. I was given a few huffs of poppers, and then they pressed the giant phallus against my hole and got the machine to push it in. I was loosened from all the fucking earlier, but it still hurt like hell as I was stretched really wide by the giant rubber dong. Once it was in place and I had stopped panting, they turned it on and walk away. The machine was on a variable setting, meaning it alternated between a long slow strokes, jackrabbit pounding, and all sorts of other combinations. I had my face pressed to the padded bench for quite some time as I endured its assault on my hole, but as I loosened further I felt myself relax into the incredible reaming it was giving me. At this point I looked up, pleased they had oriented the bench so I could see the other rig. By this point Erik was being fucked hard by one of the men, and while the others were obscuring his head, I assumed he also had one of their cocks buried in his throat too. I was looking forward to taking his place, even if the men may have already blown a load each by then. Three of the guys fucked Erik, all taking their time and driving him wild. Then, after the third guy withdrew, a fourth stepped up and slid in, but two of them walked over towards me. I looked up at them as they gazed down at me, my body rocking forward in time with the thrusts from the machine that must by now have left me gaping. The men then went behind me and the machine stopped, with the dildo being drawn out slowly. One of them reappeared and bent down to undo my wrists, before he walked off across the factory floor leaving me still secured on the bench by my ankles. He returned with my cigarettes and a lighter, placing them on the floor next to me along with a bottle of poppers. Just as he did so, I felt pressure on my hole but this time it was from something huge. My hole was not giving in to what I assumed must be an even larger dildo, so I grabbed the poppers and started huffing while trying to push out. Then my hole gave in, and what felt like a tube train started pushing into me. I huffed like crazy as it slowly made its way in, until the movement stopped and I was completely filled. The machine then turned back on, but this time it was solely doing short, slow thrusts, the length and girth of whatever was in side of me causing me to moan with each movement. The men watched me for a few moments, then went back to where Erik was taking his fourth fucking of this session. I watched them as I tried to adjust to the monster ravaging my hole, noticing that the machine seemed to be pushing a little deeper and faster as time went on. Guessing I was probably in for being split in two by this thing once it was at full speed, I reached for my cigarettes and lit one up while I still had a chance. I puffed the whole thing out and then lit up another as the machine gained intensity, my whole body being thrust back and forth on the bench as my hole took more abuse than it ever had. All the while I tried to focus on watching Erik taking his fourth and fifth toxic loads in the sling, feeling a little jealous that it wasn’t me up there. When they were done with him, I saw them thrust a giant plug into him and then walk away, leaving the loads to soak into him and speed along his conversion. I, however, got no break, and watched with rising horror as the men once again walked across to the steel door and disappeared out of sight, leaving me to the mercy of the machine. At this point I just started loudly groaning, both from the utter fullness I felt, the pain whenever the machine pushed in really deep, and the pleasure I was still getting from my prostate being stimulated by the beast of a dildo I was taking. The men weren’t gone too long, and this time when they emerged from the steel door they came straight over to me and finally turned off the machine. They withdrew the dildo, and then unstrapped my ankles. I shakily stood up and gratefully accepted a bottle of water one of them handed to me. They gave me a couple of minutes to get my composure, and then walked me over to the steel door. Inside was a dark corridor, leading to a room lit with a couple of lamps in which there were several ragged armchairs and one dirty mattress. One of the men lay down on his back on the mattress, and then signalled me over to mount his erect cock. I did as instructed, sliding down so I was facing him, and then guessing what was to come, I leaned forward. Sure enough, another of the men got on the mattress behind and pushed his cock into me beside the one I had just mounted, my gaping hole offering little resistance to the double-penetration. The man behind then began to thrust in and out, his movements making me also slide up and down a bit on the other cock, and generally bringing me nothing but intense pleasure. I did not hold back in letting them know how much I was enjoying it, and how much I wanted them to dump their poz loads in me again. The guy kneeling behind me lasted quite some time before erupting in me, and then was replaced by another. So it went on, with all four of them fucking and breeding me while I continued to ride the cock of the man lying on the mattress, who only let loose in me once he was in there alone. As I began to lean forward to let his cock slide out of me, a large plug was pressed in to the vacated hole, keeping the remains of the loads they’d dropped in there. I was then encouraged to my feet and directed to the corridor, heading back out to the factory floor while the men remained in the room. There I found Erik still lying in the sling all plugged up, so I grabbed a couple of bottles of water from a pack sitting by the door and then walked over to him. “You thirsty?” I asked. “Yes” he croaked. I decided I probably shouldn’t get him down from the sling completely, but I undid the attachments to his wrist cuffs and then handed him one of the bottles. He thirstily gulped down some water while I fetched my cigarettes, lighting two and then handing him one. “Thank you” he said. “No problem” I replied. “But I don’t think I should get you down.” “No” he said, “that is OK. I am comfortable now that I have drunk.” “I don’t think they’re done with us yet” I said. “I hope not” said Erik, smiling at me. “I could do this all night.” I glanced over at the bench I had been strapped to before, and saw for the first time the sheer size of the dildo that had been ramming into me. “Hold that thought” I said, before looking back at Erik. “If we swap places next, you are in for one hell of a ride.” He gave me a funny look, but then I winked at him and made him smile again. I walked back over to the pack of water and grabbed two more bottles, then came back and handed one to Erik as he finished the first one. I then reached over and firmly patted the plug in his hole, getting a moan out of him, before I headed over to the bench and lay down on my back. My legs needed a break, but sitting wasn’t really an option with the plug in me. I stared up at the cracked ceiling of the factory, noticing how much the light was fading now, and took a deep inhale of my cigarette. I was full of poz cum, my hole was wrecked, and yet I had the feeling we were just getting started…

Sorry, but that ABSOLUTELY does not matter. Owning the images creates demand for them which means more kids get abused. So it's utterly irrelevant if he did it himself. Owning the images is, itself, a crime and should be. And it's not "child pornography." It's CSAM: Child Sex Abuse Material.

I sincerely hope that folks here remember that how you vote in November literally affects the rest of the world. If Trump wins, there will be a number of countries that won't exist by this time next year.

I know a geeky twenty something teacher who I play with. First time he came over I wasn’t sure but he was taking my raw dick in him in no time, with no discussion, so I knew this geek was my type. We must have bred each other over 50 times by now. Well, he came over last week, didn’t have long, we snogged, stripped, he bent me over, rimmed me deep, spat on my hole and went straight in balls deep, banged away until he unloaded inside me. This was the leakage later on that day, his pure white cum gushed out of me after it had spent a few hours inside of me. He holds my loads in him for as long as he can too, he may look geeky but that is hot when he turns out to be a raw breeding pig like me.

So Friday early evening I went back to the park. I got cleaned out and horny as shit. I wanted to try the park again. So i drove to the park wearing shorts and a t-shirt . I got there and parked my car facing the other cars and sat there looking around. I saw a lot more cars there some empty some guys sitting there. There was two guys in a car across from me looking at towards my car and they got out and started to walk over to me. I opened my window and one said I haven't seen you here before. I said I have been here a couple of times. He leaned into my door window and said want to have some fun? I said that's why I'm here. He said let's see what you have and I pulled my shorts down to expose my cock. He reached in and rubbed my cock a little. He's friend said I want to see his ass. So they opened my door and I got pulled out. I pulled my shorts up. They said follow us. We walked to their car and one of them pulled out a backpack. The we continued to walked down a path he asked top or bottom I said bottom and they both said that's good. We passed some areas and saw a guy getting plowed. This park is amazing I said to them as they said yup. We got to a picnic area and went over to a table overlooked a lake. They stood there looking at me with there hands in there pants. One came up to me and rubbed my chest and worked to my balls and grab them tight. He pulled my shorts down turned me around and pushed me to the table pushed my back so my ass was out and chest flush with the table. Then I heard one of them say great ass as they spread my checks and felt my hole getting licked. Then his face went deep and a tongue going deep in my hole. Felt a finger go in then two he pulled out as I looked he was wanking his cock the other guy went into the backpack and pulled out a tube and handed it to him. He was lubing up and the other guy got to the other side of the table and grabbed my arms and pulled me tight on the table and felt a cold wipe of jell on my hole and his cock enter me. He thrusted for some time and his friend said fuck that hole. He pumped away till I heard a moan and pulled out. The guy holding me let go and came around and he slid his cock in. He lasted about 5 minutes and pulled out. I heard a voice behind us all say that was hit can I jump in they said go for it. He was pulling his pants down and one climbed on the table sat on my back as this guy started to fuck me. My leggs were giving out and I got pulled on the table as this guy laid on me continuing the fucking. He blew a load and got off. They talked a little to each and I put my short on and was told by the last guy stay as the others left I was alone with this guy and he had me sit on the table lay back and he pulled my short back down and sucked me as his fingers were in my sloppy hole till I exploded. He got up and said thanks for desert and walked away as I tried to get up and get my shorts back on. I looked around and headed back to my car. I had drippings running down my legs. I passed some guys were walking into the path and one said someone had fun. Grabbed my hand and said come with us. I asked where you going? They said a clearing we have a setup. We arrived and there was a few blankets as some guys sat down and the guy that had my hand said get on your knees I want to see your ass. I got down my shorts pulled down and he said wow a few loads and pushed my back down as he pulled my hips and in no time his cock went in. The other guys were kissing and stroking each other then saw one get on his back to get fucked they started fucking as I was getting pounded. Just then I got another load I laid there watching and eventually got up and left. I'm like this place...

#6 was wired like the energizer bunny on steroids. Tall, slim, wiry, moderately hairy, red hair and the redheads pale complexion. Not only did he fuck frantically like a jack rabbit in heat, but he talked fast and non-stop! "I was the first to pull a number and I was so fuckin jealous that I didn't get to be the first to breed your negative ass and knock you up. " By this point his raw pencil dick was already balls deep. "I know if you're not already that I will fuckin knock you up 'cause my viral load is through the roof. I just converted three weeks ago and no meds for this prime poz body." "I'm probably carrying half these guys strain anyway, 'cause most of them were part of the 10 guy gang bang that seeded me poz." "Do you believe that. Before that night I hadn't even been fucked raw before. I don't know what got into me, but when my buddy invited me to be the special guest at their pozing party I just said, 'fuck man, yeah, sign me up.' "The very next night there I was in this warehouse, tied into a sling. Naked as a jay bird. When that first big raw cock tore into me I thought; 'fuck yeah, this is so fuckin cool.' " "Really didn't dawn on me, until that first big pig of a guy was blasting his poison cum in me shouting 'take my dirty load bitch ' , that I was likely gonna get knocked up that night. " "I just thought there's no turnin back now. I may as well just accept all 10 radioactive loads and get comfortable with the idea my life has changed from this moment forward. " "You must be thinkin the same thing with all those toxic loads already in ya, and mine soon to join the soup. Plus, what is it, a couple more. You are so fucked man." "Is it true you really came here not chasing. Negative, not on PreP, taking all loads, no questions asked. If you really aren't chasing the bug then you better have some fuckin good luck man. 'Cause this is fine toxic shit we're pumping into you. And I gotta tell ya buddy, that fine negative ass of yours looks pretty torn up. Lots of tears for the toxic cum to get right into your blood stream. " "They took no chances with me. The first guy was a huge cock and brutal. The second guy used a cruel condom. Holy fuck, did that thing hurt, and it had me bleedin like a stuck pig." "No wonder one week later I was sick as a dog. Three of the guys came by to take care of me. I thought they'd bring chicken noodle soup, but no, they each fucked two more loads each into me. " "I was so fuckin sick and weak I couldn't even participate. They just used my limp body and vulnerable hole " "I'm not even sure if it was those guys that pozzed me in the first place. I loved raw cock in my ass so much I played bareback with strangers every night until I took sick. " "I can't believe I used to let guys use condoms before. Raw is law for me now. Wait 'til you're poz man . You'll love the freedom " "Or do you already only take raw cocks up there. You fuckin look like the slutty type that never refuses a breeding. " I just nodded, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. "Fuckin A man Tell me I know a fuckin cum dump when I see one!" "So why the hell you're not on PreP? You must be lazy, or fuckin dum, or both . No judgement here though ... in fact I'm glad of the chance to knock your negative ass up." "Fuck man, I’m really close. You better be ready. My toxic stingers are shooting into you right now. Joining and mixing with their cousins. Finding each and every tear and rippin into your blood stream as we fucj " "Yeah that's it slut, mik every last drop of nasty filthy cum out of my balls. " And to my surprise, that's exactly what I was doing.

Beauty is definitely on the inside! It doesn't matter how big that dick is OR how good looking you are if you're ugly on the inside...you UGLY!

I had had my fair share of sexual encounters with Black men before I hooked up with SS, apparently not his real name. I didn’t know his name, and this never came up in our conversations. He was in his early 30s and had a slightly muscled built. I called him SS because Sketchy Sex was one of his favorite porn studios. Moaning twinks and jocks had their hands on each others’ bums, slap, slap; the cumdumps just could not be satiated with enough cocks in their mouths and arses. Sweat and spit were everywhere, and cum oozes out of the gaping hole right before another cock slipped in. This was the background sound for my first time having sex with SS on his living room couch. He started to stroke his cock watching the gangbang scene on the screen, and I undressed myself as well. “Do you do head?” he eyed my expectantly. My mouth was on his half-hard cock, which grew thicker and lengthier every second, reaching full erection and touching the bottom of my throat. SS had a cock on the girthier side even for a Black man, but it worked well for me by barely pushing my limit. One time, I tried to take the cock of a Nigerian Black man, and it simply did not work. My hole, for good or bad, was indeed a tight one in its physiology construction. The inner size-queen man slut of me craved for the biggest cock I could ever get, but it might not be a pleasant experience for either party. Back to SS, he left it mostly for myself to manage a rhythm of sucking his cock for a good few minutes before putting two hands on the back of my head. He then pushed with a gentle force that was enough to lock his erection inside my throat. I made some gagging sound, but he made three or four thrusts before releasing me. I took a moment to get my breath back and licked the shaft and balls. The pungent musky smell made me feel dirty and horny serving a man with my mouth. SS seemed to know that my hole was itching for action when he started to alternate between massaging the entrance and putting spit-lubed fingers in. “What position do you like?” he asked. I proposed doggy, a position easier for me to take a bigger cock. I also liked the psychological thrill to have someone mount me into submission, pounding my hole with the full weight of their body and using me like a faceless toy. The room between the couch and the coffee table did not allow a traditional doggy position. I kneed on the carpet with my one leg and left the other on the couch, further spreading my arse cheeks for a smoother entrance. Only smooth to an extent, given how big SS was. I already felt the pain when the tip was in, then more, and more. My hole was slowly getting stretched, and by the time the whole erection was pressing my gut, a blunt feeling of sore and pressure replaced the sharpness of pain. “Your arse is so tight. It feels so good. It’s squeezing my cock.” SS pressed his cock deep and firm on my prostate for a few seconds, taking a deep breath, and started to move, prudently in the beginning and then faster and faster. I had not had anything of SS’s size for a while. While it pleasured the inner slut of me tremendously to have a big Black cock churn my inside and utterly destroy my hole, I was rationally relieved that it turned out to be a shorter session. SS might have been genuinely complimenting my arse. It took him no more than five minutes before he alerted me that he was about to cum. Legs weak and mind clouded with both pain and pleasure, I murmured something generically slutty, like, “fill me up; unload in me. To be honest, I never really felt the “warm flows” of cum as many others claimed. What I did feel was the throbbing of vessels, the force a top used to lock his seeds deep in my unfortunately infertile womb, and how my tunnel was ever more lubed when the cock slipped out. SS surely left a generous load in me, only pulling out after a while, and his half-soft cock looked still so much bigger than mine, which was still hard. He passed me along a towel and went ahead to clean himself up. I loved it when a top did not even acknowledge my genitals, or my desire to release. I lost my only chance of orgasm if I did not cum on a top’s cock. My failure to do so did not merit the mind space of a top, whose business was done the second he shot his load into the cock sleeve. “That was just great. We should definitely do this again,” SS said while I was on my way out. I nodded and answered affirmatively. However, I was not expecting to receive a text from SS only an hour later, asking if I wanted to swallow another load from him. I would not usually refuse an offer like this, but I did have plans later that night. Also, I had to admit that I might need a little recovery time before my oral and rear holes were back to the optimal condition of service. “Tomorrow,” I texted back. The next day, SS pressed me so hard against the window while fucking me at the backseat of my car that I had a bruise. It had been drizzling for a whole day. The temperature dropped to uncomfortably cold, and the road was all gloomily dimly grey. SS directed me to the parking lot of a local park when I hit him up. “There was no one at the park in the rain,” he texted. My guess was that he just had had a hookup at the motel nearby. Another bottom comrade might have served this formidable Black cock and taken a load into their juicy arse. I waited for a few minutes at the parking lot until SS walked up from the direction of the motel. We got into the backseat, and he wasted no time to take his cock out. This time, I got to work that from scratch and feel the cock bulge from soft to rock hard. The smell was also more pungent, with a stronger trace of sweat and cum. I was not experienced in taking a dick on the backseat. I tossed and tumbled a bit to present a better angle to whore out my hole, getting more desperate by the second for being filled up, while SS applied more spit on his cock as lube. It was unexpectedly smooth how SS slipped his cock into my hole, with only our spit as lube. My tunnel must have got wet by itself with the anticipation. SS was moaning and murmuring how good it felt to fuck my wet hole. It seemed to excite him that he was on watch, since we were in the public, and I was pressed down on the seat. Someone did pass by at one point, and SS paused his movement until that person went away. “For a second, I think he’s going to come closer and watch us,” SS said with a chuckle. “It was so hot. I didn’t want to stop.” Then he was back in me right away. It was not long before he released. It was not much cum, as this was probably not the first load SS put into a bottom that day. He pulled up his joggers and got out of my car. I sat along at the backseat for another few minutes, until my legs stopped trembling entirely. I received a message from SS the next morning. He had left his keys in my car. I told him that I could dropped them off at his place after work. “Cool. We can fuck then,” he texted back.

That’s def fukn hot luv getn my jockpussy cunted proud to gape all cumsloppy

I love a loose hole. Stretched and loose, even puffy lips. As I’m fucking him, I’m thinking of all the dick that has gone in before me and the cum left behind. i get it. We all start tight (-ish) but as a top, my job is to get him to relax. As a bottom, my job is to open my ass and make him feel welcome. I hate guys who, in the midst of a fuck, will try mightily to tighten their hole. It feels like they are trying to pinch off my dick. And when they look at me with a stupid grin and ask “oh daddy, do you like how tie I am?”, I want to backhand them and tell them to loosen up. (Figuratively, of course. I’d never hit the man I’m fucking. Well, unless it was consensual.)

From your fingers to Whatever's ears. I don't see that kind of "house-cleaning" happening in November either. That said, I'll be thrilled when the WOMEN (and their male friends) generate a blue tsunami that flushes these magaroid nutjobs down the john. I'll put a penny under my pillow on Election Eve anyway .....

I stumbled back across this and thought I'd throw out some more info. Lots of people defending the Electoral College cite it as some part of a grand design by the framers of the Constitution, the way they hammered out separation of powers, the (sort of) representative House contrasted with the absolutely non representative Senate, and so forth. The truth is nothing of the kind. The framers actually took up the issue of how to choose the chief executive (who didn't yet have the title of President) very early in the deliberations of the convention. Some thought he should be chosen by Congress. Others thought he should be chosen by a popular vote. Still others thought that the state legislatures should have the final decision, the way they chose the Senate, but in a more population-aware manner. They couldn't agree, though things weren't really acrimonious; no one really had any idea what method would be best. So they punted, and tabled that issue to come back to later; when they did, it proved to be a very contentious issue. Contrary to myth, the framers as a group did not "fear democracy" in the sense of a popular vote for president. In fact, there was more support for a popular vote (by propertied white men, in most cases) for president than for any of the other proposals, albeit none of them at first getting a majority. And most of the states, even at that early date, elected their governors (the state-level equivalent of the president) directly; they were perfectly happy to have direct elections for the US House, the body they envisioned as the primary source of federal law. Clearly, direct election was something they understood and supported, at least some of the time. Rather, the issue raised over a popular vote was that larger states like New York and Pennsylvania had the most voters, but slave states like Virginia had more people overall, even if most of them couldn't vote. States like Virginia wanted the influence that came from being rich and populous even if much of that population was slaves. Letting Congress pick presented its own problems, because the House was more or less proportional to the state populations, but that meant states with few representatives would have no influence. Conversely, letting the Senate decide meant a handful of people in a small state had as much voice in choosing the president as the entirety of New York. Letting state legislators vote meant figuring out how much weight to place on Virginia's choice vs. New York's: should we count voters, voting age population, total population, or what? Certainly you couldn't do one vote per state legislature, which had the same problem as letting the Senate decide. The electoral college was finally chosen as a sort of a compromise nobody really liked a lot - the legislatures picked the electors, and states got as many electors as they had in both chambers of Congress. It produced the disastrous deadlock election of 1800 and the problem that the president and vice-president would likely be from opposing parties (since the electors cast votes only for president, and the second-place finisher became vice-president). The Twelfth Amendment solved the latter problem, but the underlying undemocratic structure of the EC generated a new problem: once states began voting directly for their electors, it was possible that the popular vote could indicate one person should win, but the electoral college vote another. That happened in 1824, 1876, 1888, 2000, and 2016. Five times, among a total of 45 men who served as president. That's a pretty massive discrepancy. And more to @DallasPozzible's point, not only has the Democrat gotten more votes than the Republican in every election since 1988 except 2004, we'd probably have won that one too; Bush II won his second term only because (a) he was the incumbent, thanks to an election he should have lost, and (b) we were at war and thus reluctant to change leadership at the time. We can't know anything that didn't happen for sure, of course, but I suspect a hypothetical president Gore wouldn't have invaded Iraq as a response to 9/11, and we very well might have caught and/or killed bin Laden before the 2004 election if we hadn't been distracted by the Iraq debacle. Or we might have declared victory in Afghanistan after overthrowing the Taliban and just left, instead of losing thousands more lives over the next couple of decades trying to force democracy on a people whose social structure wasn't interested in it. With a president Gore, we wouldn't have Alito or Roberts on the Supreme Court; and with a president Hillary Clinton, we wouldn't have Gorsuch, Kavanaugh, or Barrett, either. We wouldn't be having decision after decision gutting one protection for ordinary people after another. This is the legacy of imagining that the framers "feared" popular elections.

I hit up an old leather bar on my way home from an event Saturday just after midnight. The boys were buzzed and frisky. I sucked someone off and fucked another dude within 10 minutes. I didn't even bother to buy a drink and bailed. While I was headed home (30min drive) the summer hornies struck and I cruised by a local parking lot to see what might of washed ashore. I found a handsome bearish man in his 40s with his cock out waiting to be sucked. I slobbered on his cock for a good fun while until he couldn't take it anymore and punched a fat load deep down my esophagus. I wiped my beard of drool and drove the last mile home, crawling into bed with my unsuspecting husband.

Posted before about my mate with a 9" bbc who fucks me regularly, well for about the last yeah been chatting with this guy on the sites who says he is bigger but goes on about only having regulars, says he is gonna meet and backs out. In all honesty I was ready to block him So it comes to this weekend and he is saying again about how he is gonna try and come over, normally this ends with him ghosting for a bit or saying some family stuff came up. This morning he says he is coming and asks for directions etc. I, ever the optimist, prepare but fully expecting a no show... But he breaks the mould and, after a year, finally shows up. HIs dick is stunning, i lower his boxers and there is a perfect bbc 9" soft and silky. I'm immediately sucking on this beauty and slowly it grows to an 11" thing of beauty with a slight downward curve. He asks me "Do you want to try taking it?" FUCK YEAH I DO! He gets me on all fours on the edge of the bed and starts lining his cock up, too low then suddenly i feel it breach my hole, stretching it instantly, being the whore i am i start pushing back and he tells me that he is worried about hurting me, so i push back all the way and he is in my second sphincter immediately, i moan in pleasure and he lets out a deep sigh and slaps my arse. Desperate to impress and make sure this is a one off i start riding that cock like my life depends on it, squeezing with every muscle i can, milking this gorgeous cock. He starts getting rougher, pushing deeper and i feel him sliding over my prostate which just drives me wild, more poppers and i am moaning like the whore i am. He starts saying he is gonna cum and that just makres me force back harder, as he drives in deep i feel him pulse and i cum all over the bed. Its only then i realise he had gone bare (which i prefer but he said he likes condoms) and i feel his cum dribbling from me

#5 was a young cub. Very cute, very inocent. After all the fucking was done he chatted with me, telling me he was 21. He was pozzed the first time he was fucked which was the day of his 18th birthday. It had not been his plan, it just happened. He was so in lust with the 35 year old he met at his local cruising park that when asked to drop his pants and lean against a tree he did. The guy proceeded to eat the kids ass and this felt so good he just wanted whatever the guy had to offer. Next came a tounge fuck and then 1,2,3 fingers. When those disappeared for a moment the kid thought he'd done something wrong. He was greatly relieved when a bigger finger, he thought it was the thumb, pushed into his virgin hole. When the penetrating object was clearly too big for a thumb he was just enjoying the sensation to much to ask questions. Then the fuck started and there was no desire to turn back. The guy had not pistoned for very long before the kid began to feel warm and wet inside. The guy kissed him on the neck, pulled out and walked away. Only then did the cub put a finger to his hole and realize the guy had cum in him. He Immediately knew he shouldn't have allowed this, but every part felt so good. Before he got his pants pulled up a fifty year old pot bellied daddy with sunken cheeks stepped in behind him asking; "That was so fuckin hot kid. Can I have a turn?" Without thinking beyond 'one was fun, why not another ' the kid said, "Awe ... I guess so ... sure. " and leaned back into the tree. This guys average size cock slid in raw and soon was pumping a load deep into the delighted cub. That fuck had attracted a crowd and before he left the woods he had six more loads from six strangers marinating in his guts. He went back every day for a week and a half. Often being bred by new strangers, often by repeats and the pot bellied man with the sunken cheeks never missed a day of breeding the kid. The only reason he took a break was he woke up soaked with a high fever feeling like he'd been hit by a Mac truck. He knew Immediately what he was suffering from but didn't tell his folks. When he was well enough he ran away from home and had no trouble making his way by selling his ass. That's how he'd first met my generous benefactor. He'd rarely topped, but for a newbie he gave me a good, if not short, ride before blasting me full of his never medicated poz cum. Fuck me, what was I thinking. I should have had far more sense than that naive cub kid. But in this moment I completely understood how the thirst for a load, any load just takes over. And let's face it ,,, I wasn't fooling anyone including myself. I was especially enjoying knowing the fucking huge risk I was talking.

The guy that drew number 4 place was my idea of a perfect dream fuck. 6' 3", natural Mediterranean tan, thick mat of black hair on his chest, arms, shoulders, back and ass. Probably 200 pounds of solid muscle. Full beard and mustache on his handsome smiling face. I'd been watching him interact with the other guys. He was that special sort of person that connected with everyone as if they were the only person in the room. In the gaze of his beautiful big brown eyes your heart couldn't help but melt. He was the only one to speak to me before we made out. "I hear you are very generous in supporting a cause very close to each of us guys. I'm delighted to meet you. " and he leaned in and kissed me. I responded"The pleasure is all mine. Besides your friend was amazingly generous , I needed to say thanks to him. And I feel like I just keep getting more, fuckin awesome, thanks. " His deep baritone voice made every hair on my body stand on edge. "Well I look forward to gifting you some more. " And with that my legs were lifted over his shoulders and his 8 inch raw manhood was eased into my eager ass. Balls deep he checked to be sure I was OK. Then he kissed square on the lips and it began. We didn't fuck ... we made love. He was an awesome combination of gentle yet firm, strong yet tender. Between passionate kisses he cooed his enjoyment of my wet hot ass in my ear. I couldn't help but moan my pleasure and excitement. This was so enjoyable, I lost track of time. I also didn't want it to end. Finally I noticed his pace pick up and for the first time he wasn't hugging me chest to furry chest. I watched his beautiful smiling face and took in his powerful hairy torso. That's when I saw the tattoo hiding in his thick black hair just under his left collar bone. A four inch biohazard! I quickly looked under the other collar bone and sure enough there was another tattoo, a six inch scorpion. He didn't miss the look on my face, smiled and nodded as if to say without words, 'yup, I'm about to gift you for life!'. As I was frantically wanting to pull away, reverse this course, I heard my voice; "Fuck yeah, cum in my ass, poz my negative ass, knock me up you gorgeous stud." He was blasting away before I was half way through my declaration. I was in the midst of a hands free orgasm spray both our faces, chests and stomachs. Meanwhile my ass was also orgasming, milking his dangerous tool. I counted eight pulses from his toxic canoon. When I caught my breath I moaned, "Holy fuck man, you just pozzed my vulnerable ass didn't you?" He responded, "Well yeah. But that was the third unmedicated poz load to paint your guts tonight." The sunken face daddy and the albino raised their hands and smiled. I felt sick in the pit of my stomach. I had three strangers poz loads in my ass which was definitely stretched, torn and incredibly vulnerable after being fucked by the handsome bear's mammoth cock. My handsome prince then spoke again. "3 highly toxic loads in you, and 4 more yet to come. I hope you knew when you offered yourself tonight you would be leaving knocked up. That or you have incredible luck if you're not chasing. " I sighed, " Fuck man! I’m not chasing! But this is fucking incredible . Thanks "

Two buddies and I had a great morning riding the rail trail out of Vernon BC. There was a clear blue sky and a light breeze and the temperature was perfect for peddling. We did work up quite a thirst on the long dusty trail so we were very happy to come across a pub right on the lake at lunch time. We ordered a pitcher of beer and the burger special of the day as we sat with a nice view on the deck. The tall glasses of cold beer hit the spot. A handsome big bear of a man sat alone at the table next to ours. After a time it became clear he was not taking in the view. He was turning to get a good look at my friends and I. I do a bike rally each year to raise funds for an agency that provides care for people living with HIV/AIDS. For this days ride I had provided each of my friends with a riding shirt from this particular fund raiser. The bear finally caught my attention and asked about the shirts. I told him about the organization and the 6 day fundraising ride. He became quite intrigued and asked intelligent relevant questions. "So do all three of you do these rides?" I responded; "No, just me. I'm training for my 12th year in a row. " His attention returned to the shirts. "The shirts all have different years on them and they all say, 'Top Fund Raiser ' , dose that mean you raised more than everyone else each of those years. " "No, no, no" I protested, "It just means I raised more than $6000 dollars each of those years. Everyone who raises at least that much gets a 'Top Fundraiser' shirt." "That’s a considerable amount, congratulations. What's the most you have raised?" "10,000 last summer, I'm almost up to $8000 in for this year's ride." I shared. By this point my buddies and I had finished our beer and burgers. They excused themselves to go to the washroom so it was just me and this curious handsome bear. "Impressive" he said, "Why don't I help you out with a donation? I lost a lot of friends back in the day. Can I donate with my phone on line?" "Sure. " I responded with surprise in my voice. We linked contact information and I sent him my donation link. I cinfirmed my suspicion that he was American and warned him he wouldn't be able to get a 'tax receipt. "I don't care about that. " He said. He spent a moment on his phone and announced, "There, it's done." I figured it would be best to send him my thank you email followup right away before I forgot, and since I still had my participant page open I checked the latest donation amount. I anticipated $50 at the most. My eyes bulged out of my head. I was confused by the number of zeros and had to count 2 or three times to be sure. He had donated $10,000. "Holy fuck man ... I .... awe ...um ... I'm speechless. How can I ever thank you?" Only now did I clue into the fact that he had been cruising me all along. I suddenly realized my friends knew and were probably fucking each other's brains out in the restaurant bathroom, they wouldn't be back soon. Having had a chance to catch my breath and compose my thoughts I repeated; "Fuck man, I’m serious What can I do to thank you? Anything you want ." He grind seductively; "Can I fuck you?" "Holy fuckin shit man, for that amount of money you can fuck my mouth and ass. Seriously! And bring along all your buddies for that matter." I offered. "Condoms?" He asked. "Like I said , anything you want. They hurt more, especially if you and your friends are big, but for your donation, whatever the fuck you want. My mouth, my ass their yours for one night. " "So you are saying my buddies and I can gang bang fuck your slutty ass bareback ?" "Christ, I would be honored to let everyone of you breed me no questions asked. For that donation use me, abuse me... hell, for that much knock me up for all I care." Itwashisturntosoundsurprised: "Sorry, I assumed you were already poz. So are you negative?" I answered" According to my last test results two weeks ago. As long as the dozen guys that bred me since then weren't toxic, I 'm still negative. And toxic guys usually crow as they breed me. Non have recently " "But aren't you on PreP?" He inquired. "Nope, I've just been to fuckin lazy to get around to it to tell you the honest truth. " "Night after next, come to my hotel room for 8 p.m. . " He handed me a note with the details, shock my hand, kissed me on the lips and left the restaurant. My buddies returned then looking quite flushed and putting their riding shirts back on. As we retraced our path up the lake I shared what had occurred while they were fucking. They wouldn't believe me. They also thought I was on PreP so I didn't share that detail. Fuck, I couldn't believe me either. But there was no way I wasn't going to be at that hotel door at 8 p.m. sharp.

So, I’ve always wanted to fight off the notion of being a daddy. But, as I’m 46, almost 47. And with the fact I have a pretty big dick at 8 inches and most importantly I am absolutely obsessed with eating ass, my daddy status has moved up a few notches. this weekend, a wonderful 30yo Latino boy on sniffies hit me up saying, does daddy want my pussy. I’m learning to give in to the words and phrases which make my dick hard. I love calling my boys beautiful and pretty and telling them to say I love you daddy. i swear this all makes my dick hard. I walk in to find this beautiful brown smooth ass waiting. I immediately put my lips and tongue on his hole and he Melts in My arms if you will. 30 mins later after I’ve penetrated his second hole, seen his eyes role back and goosebumps all over his back, my job as a daddy is done. he got a nice fucking from me. Afterwards I kissed him grabbing his delicious ass. He said thank u daddy and I told him thank u beautiful. This week my partner and I leave for a Norwegian Fjords cruise. In my Grindr profile I’m gonna advertise for bottoms to flash their asses for me. If they seem me around.

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

LOVE LOVE LOVE kissing. If he doesn't kiss, I'll still take his load, but it won't be as hot as if I got to make out with him too!

If kissing isn’t involved, it’s a bit of a let down.

It won't happen, but based on today's SCOTUS ruling Biden should be able to order the biggest threat to our national security to be immediately and indefinitely detained at Guantanamo.

I agree. The President is more concerned with the continuance of the Republic than his own career. I'd trust Kamela with the job over almost anyone, and certainly over some magaroid idiot. Which, in an ancillary way, brings to mind the question of which craven magaroid sycophant the walking, constantly talking disgustment will choose for his running mate. Maybe Stormy ??? Karen ??? Some other tart? Nah - they've already got their careers well in hand. After all - look how much they've earned already from the Pervert-In-Chief when he was in office.

There are advantages to being on the thick side in a certain department 😉

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To be fair, mental health professionals are divided on this; I fall into the same camp as you do, but there's no question that sexual compulsion, as I would phrase it instead, can be as destructive (and as controlling) as addiction to a substance.

Granted. But Biden will be surrounded by competent people who are loyal to the country, and if it becomes necessary, I think he'd step down during a second term to let his VP take over. Trump will be surrounded by true belieber MAGAts and the cynical anti-government forces (Stephen Miller, et al.) who will be given free rein to do whatever they want as long as Trump's in power. Even IF Biden's feeble - and I believe he had a bad night, not that he's going to fall apart soon - he's still a safer bet for the country.

He really has. Kyler is so sexy it hurts.

So I’m in Berlin and thought I would give a sort of status update. This one is for Sunday - Thursday where I’ve been working all week and meeting friends or family so it’s whatever time I have left for play after 9pm usually. Long story short my hole has been more cummy than not all week and I’ve loved it so far with the low key breedings. Thus far it’s 15 loads and 17 fucks. Did first a few easy hookups on Sunday and Monday. Found some great big dicked berliners that appreciated an easy slut, so we had a nice long fuck both Sunday and Monday. Hoping to meet both of them again for my cumdump Saturday plans. Thursday night was also a kind of relaxed 3 load night. The real highlight was Wednesday. First I found a small American guy. Since he’s tiny (157cm) he was happy to score I think (but young guy also) and he fucked and bred me 2 times. Nice little dick that he knew how to use. After him I went to this older piggy neighbor that bred me for the 3rd time that week. From there I was chatting with some guy on Sniffies and he convinced me to go cruising in the park even if it was late. It was a hot night so when u got there I was sweating a bit. It wasn’t that busy with some guys roaming but they were getting straight to business and pretty soon I was sucking someone. I tried to get a few guys to fuck me but only two would were down and they asked for condoms 😂 but I did get their loads down my throat! There were a few voyeurs that night that didn’t play with anyone. Then I ended the park trip with a big dicked German fucking me nicely in front of a couple young guys and breeding me. At that point there were not many guys left and I went home happy with 4 loads in the ass and 2 down the throat on a regular Wednesday 🙂 Next up: Friday adventures with 4 hookups planned including a 3some with DP to be followed by a trip to The Bull 💦💦💦

A 28 year old Colombian guy who was in my city on vacation hit me up on Jack'd. I didn't think he was serious at first but he came through. I offered him a drink and we chatted a bit. It wasn't long before he had my legs pinned over his shoulders as he pumped two loads into me back to back. After he cleaned up, I told him that I wanted to cuddle (I usually don't want to but he was super sexy). He obliged and fell asleep in my arms. An hour later, I noticed he was playing with his cock so I offered him oral. That got him going and he proceeded to plow my hole mercilessly. I thought about telling him I needed a break but then I thought, I work out regularly. Let's see if I can keep up. And I got my reward. Two more loads. He's a heavy cummer too. Cum was splashing out my hole like milk. He left at 3 am. Kudos to him for talking me out of my panties after dinner because I usually close up shop by 10 pm lol 😅.

Been almost 3 years since I've bottomed and a year since I've gotten to swallow. Not for the lack of trying but grindr and sniffles proves to be 99% flakes 100% of the time. So this morning I decided to get on and see what I'd find. Nothing as per usual but then s need profile "hung daddy" pops up. Interesting. I get a 🔥 from it and decide what the hell ill play the normal back and forth til they get bored or blow their load and eventually ghost. I see a pic and it's above average and looks pretty good. I ask him what he's looking for he said a wet throat and maybe ass. I think too good to be true but I won't waste a remote possibility so I get cleaned out and ask where do I go. He sends me an address ok cool this might actually work out. I get there and no answer. Now I'm getting annoyed 5 minutes goes by and I finally get a message "sorry I was getting the guest room ready, front doors open walk straight to the back." Sweet finally some action. I walk in super nice place clean and I see him in the back room stripped rock hard just stroking in the bed. I come in strip down to my jock and get to work. I'm blowing him and I feel him throbing I'm my mouth I'm in heaven. He's leaking pre cum like crazy and it's as sweet as can be. He's running his hands around my ass and fingering my hole. I came plugged and lubed so he was surprised when he found it. He's moaning and im moaning. I mustve been extremely focused on his cock in front of me I had no clue someone else had entered the room. I felt the plug pulled out and thought it was my hung friend in front of me. I looked up at him to see both his arms crossed above his head and him smiling so I am taken aback to look behind me to my shock there's another guy stroking a hard cock behind me. The second I locked eyes with him he slaps my ass and my hung host grabs my head to continue blowing him. I'm still wrapping my head around what's happening as my lips wrap around my hosts cock and his friend prods me. He teases me for a few seconds then gets the head in. Like bitch in heat I raise my ass arch deep and take the cock on front of me deeper. The top behind me is getting deeper each stroke and now I'm getting pumped from two ends. This goes on for a few minutes before I feel one set of hands grab my ass and the other the back of my neck boom both cum almost to the second. I'm swallowing and taking a load balls deep in me without knowing status or anything. Like I care? I'm neg and on prep and I've just been flooded in both holes. I'm working the one in front of me and he's still rock hard. The one in my ass pulls out and tells me to clean him up. My horny self didn't think anything about it and I'm blowing them both. My original hung daddy says ok well I'm going to have your ass now. I'm flipped missionary and legs thrown over his shoulders. His other buddy off to my side as I'm blowing him. I'm in absolute heaven. It didn't take long for them both to cum. I gotna facial and a second load deep in my ass. Broke the spell 4 loads Now im booking a trip to nyc for the middle of July because I need more. If anyone reads this in nyc feel free to hit me up. 😉

What I found with my huge toys is that it starts like that where you can only keep it inside you for a few minutes, but the more you train the longer you can keep it in. I went a whole day plugged the other week and forgot a big plug was inside me. Was thinking "I need to get something in my empty cunt" and found I had a big toy already in there 🤤

Looking through my pics realized I don’t have many. Somebody wanna help a brother out?

I third that sentiment it’s hot as hell when I feel my second ring get impaled knowing that tops load isn’t coming out no matter how much I try making the risk so much hotter if I don’t know their status

What a collection! 🤩

So I'm just back from GC. I went to a sex club for the first time. The Factory. 5 mins max from my hotel. I got there and stripped off just leaving my fuck boy jock. I went downstairs and searched for a top. In one of the rooms I saw a tanned, bearded, hairy Spanish dude. In his thirties. Hot as fuck. I walked towards him. As he got closer I could smell his sweat. Not stale, just overpowering male sweat. I walked towards him and our eyes locked. When I was directly in front of him I lifted one of his arms and started licking furiously his armpit. I was devouring his sweat and essence. It drove him insane. He then lifted his other arm and instructed me to do the same. I obviously obliged willingly. We then kissed passionately and his finger went down to my pre lubed hole. It slid in instantly. I was so fucking turned on by his sweat that I wanted him to devour me. He the put his hand at the back of my neck and led/pushed me towards a sort of fuck bench. I submitted fully and got onto the bench, kneeling and face to the wall. He entered me in one swift aggressive movement. I could smell his sweat getting stronger again as he fucked me. It was animal. Primevil. I was his complete and utter bitch and he knew it. He shot his load into me but stayed inside me, not letting me leave. I was held captive as his DNA was sleeping out of my hole. After a minute or so, he pulled out. As he did so, he noticed a puddle of his come had leaked out onto the PVC. As I stood up, he put his hand on the back of my neck again and pushed my face towards the come puddle. I cleaned it without any hesitation, tasting the combination of his salty sperm, sweat and the pvc plastic. I felt complete. Used, but fulfilled. Dominated and degraded. Everything I was looking for. I then moved around to look for my next dominant... To be continued...

I peed and had a quick shower being sure to keep my ass tight. I didn't want the handsome bear's cum to be anywhere but in my gut. When I left the bathroom through the bedroom door I walked into a full fledged orgy of 8 smoking hot guys. How had I not heard any of this? Guys were sucking and fucking everywhere. The host was legs up on his back being fucked by the cutest blonde cub. When he saw me he gently tapped the cub off him,stood and raised his hand. Silence decended on the room before he spoke for all to hear. "The orgy is over boys. Our guest of honor is here. " Walking over and placing a hand on my shoulder he continued. "He's stretched and prelubed with my cum. And he's here for all your loads. No questions asked, no load refused. He's negative and not on PreP. Draw a number from this jar to determine the order you get to breed his ass." #! Was a very tall, hairless albino. His cock was a nice thickness and ten inches with no curve. He waisted not time slipping it into me as I lay on the side of the king size bed my feet in the air. No for play, no kissing, nothing. Straight in and right to fucking. His only words about 12 strokes in, "I don't last long ." True to his word he was unloading. Only when he finished cumming did he bend down and kiss me. As he pulled out he declared for all to hear, "Next." And the next guy was almost his complete opposite. 5' 4", black, muscular, with a rock solid 5 inch cock that curved up and to the right. This guy started by sucking my cock for a bit followed by some sensual kissing as he guided his raw rod into my cummy ass. Once balls deep he instructed me that his tits were wired to his cock. I latched onto both of them with my hands. He may have been smaller in stature but his fuck was more powerful and lasted 10 minutes. Then he asked; "You ready?" I eagerly responded; "Cum in me, breed my ass. " And he did with ten powerful convulsions! #3 appeared to be in his mid sixties. Still in good physical shape, a life long gym bunny I suspect. Although fit his handsome face did seem a bit gaunt and sunken. He was moderately hairy with an amazing bubble but. His cock was hard and quite average. He kissed me on the lips as he wasted no time mounting me once again missionary. Watching his face as he raw dogged me I thought, 'this is the one,. He'll declare his status poz as he breeds me'. But no. When I could tell he was close he spoke up. "I'm ready slut. Tell me you want it inside. " "Fuck yeah man, cum in me!" He howled like a wolf as blast after blast shot into me. Four fuckin strangers loads mixed in my ass in less than 1 hour. This was amazing. I suspected one was poz but was surprised he didn't say so. Maybe not. Maybe I was going to get away with my foolhardy offer. I really wasn't chasing, but fuck the excitement of the danger was bloody awesome. At least four more loads to go. How might the Russian Roulette Wheel spin. With four loads I just wanted more. My attitude was an enthusiastic, 'bring those raw cocks and loads boys!'

I arrived at the generous handsome bear's hotel room door at 8 p.m. sharp. Part of me was scared as hell; what the fuck was I thinking? How many guys was I offering my ass to? Would any of them be toxic? Holy fuckin shit, why hadn't I gotten on PreP? I'd had so many opportunities. How Could I have been so fuckin lazy? But the bigger part of me had little room for these worries. It was consumed with anticipatory questions. How big is the bear's cock? How many different raw cocks would get into me? How many delicious loads would paint my gut walls? How many would be dangerously toxic? Would they tell me before knocking me up? Would I go ahead and take their poison anyway? Fuck, how I love the danger! The bear answered the door in a plush white bath robe that showed off the thick grey hair matting his chest and the beautiful tan of his skin. Another question rushed in ... does he have a tan line, or like me take the sun naked. I was willing to wager ... no tan line. He didn't only have a room but a luxurious suite. He pulled me in for a hug and passionate kiss and soon maneuvered me towards the couch. His bathrobe was dropped and most of my questions were answered. Especially the size of his member. Only semi erect and it was already thick and eight inches long. Maybe he is a shower not a grower I thought. Not so, when I got it in my mouth it became beer can thick and eventually 12 inches in length. Holy shit, I thought, what have I got myself into . Despite my reservations I performed oral for the next 5 minutes. Then he reminded me my offer included fucking my face. I grabbed his hips and impaled him balls deep down my throat. It was only a couple minutes but he pounded my face. I was coughing and spitting up a storm. "Get out of your clothes slut, time for me to get acquainted with your ass." He ordered. I quickly stripped and bent over the arm of the couch. Soon he was rimming my hole like an expert, always focused on getting me wetter and wetter. When his tounge started to fuck me I was in heaven, completely forgetting what was about to come. Then his mouth left my hole and I could feel his raw mushroom head teasing my rear entry. Refusing to give into my fears I pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed back to impale myself on the head of his monster. I was in utterly unbearable pain, but there was no way I was going to pull away, or ask him to stop. I owed him a great thank you fuck and come hell or high water he was going to have free access to my tight hole. I just kept breathing deeply and pushing back until he was balls deep. He didn't wait for permission, he just took that as permission to power fuck my ass. For the next half hour it only got more and more intense. And then he went into overdrive and I knew his load was close. Inside my ass started to feel like a cum tsunami. Blast after Blast of his hot cum painted my gut walls. Then he collapsed on my back and lay there regaining his breath. It was only after a moment that I began to think and fear this might be it. Just him, no buddies. I decided to take the high road and not complain. He finally climbed off me and pointed me towards the bathroom door. He encouraged me to make myself comfortable and take the second door that led into the bedroom when I was ready. Damn I thought. Only him and no toxic excitement. But if that's what he wanted for his money, who was I to complain.

I was abused by family members sexually and violently for more then 5 years in a row from the age of 7, it fucked me up internally big time, like soldiers coming back from a warzone. In later live it still plays a role in my life sadly enough. So i had this bad vibe about Wolf, and it proved to be right in the end. Most victims who temped to forget here have mental and physical scars for life, and some even don't make it. I was a fighter and proved my assailants wrong by fighting back

There is update Last night the two couples contacted me However one had to back out The one who did show brought there son Surprise he brought a friend He just always wanted to fuck a man in the ass long story short I got two loads from each The friend said it was amazing to fuck a man He said ass was so much tighter than pussy He asked if he could come back

Okay I did some research, I found this video rather disturbing and neither of the individuals were “my type” so to speak. But it’s called Cutler’s Den - “Stream” starring Deshae and Porfi Maximus. It was released in January 2024. Despite what the review says I got the impression Deshae was not too happy with the bottom. At one point the guy was off the bed and Deshae had to pick him up off the floor. This was at the beginning of the video. The bottom’s eyes would open and close, it was so bad the video was barely 20 minutes long. Deshae looked like he had “enough” with this guy. Maybe some guys on this site would enjoy it, and generally I really enjoy videos produced by Cutler’s Den. Not judging here, but this video was not one of this studio’s best.

I don't "let" a guy bareback me. If we're in a situation where fucking is even a remote possibility it means I've pre-consented to his breeding. Natural born Top does what will come naturally and I don't really have a say in it.

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I agree with this assessment. It’s nice that the top asks but in general I just prefer to not cum unless it’s the last fuck of the day and the top wants to cum when I cum; which is hot 😉

oh yes soooo many. I actually had the nickname "Deepthroat" cause everyone knew I was a cocksucker and could take guys to the balls.by the time I started high school I had almost 4 years experience sucking cock and was really good at it.so when you're an obvious faggot who guys know can suck a mean cock and will easily get on your knees, even the straightest guys hit you up for blowjobs.i would blow guys in the school restrooms, the mall restrooms, outdoors, at their places or mine and at like every party at least 1 or 2 guys would get me alone so I could blow them.one time a guy said he heard I suck guys for 5 bucks but I said I suck cocks for free and I started blowing him super regularly.if people saw a guy hanging out with me they just assumed I was blowing him. plus when you're girly, easy and good, you can get the odd straight guy to try fucking your ass.a couple guys said they liked using my mouth to jerk off.i loved that

Part 4 Later that night back at his apartment, laying alone in bed, Luke thought about Steve as he stroked himself, pleasuring his dick, abdomen, and speculating about getting a tattoo that matched Steve's unseen tattoo, taking pleasure in the thought that Steve’s most recent load still lingered in his ass. He stroked his cock harder and faster, pushing first one, then two, an finally three fingers into his stretched hole. In his mind flickered images from the shower – his face pressed against the cold marble wall, looking down to see Steve’s massive, tan legs outside of his as Steve pivoted and piston-fucked him from behind. Images from the night before, when he went to pull up his briefs and jeans and saw Steve's cum running down his inner thigh from his hole. Images of Steve’s dark pubic hair brushing against his face while he deep throated Steve’s massive tool earlier that afternoon. And then he thought of the cum again, that he’d let that glorious god of a man fuck him raw and blow his loads up in Luke’s gut. Finger banging himself, he knew his hole was still slick with Steve’s DNA from a few hours earlier. It was hardly surprising with all of this running through his mind, Luke blew a big milky load onto his stomach. ********************************************************************* The next morning while out jogging with his friend, Luke regretted sharing a little too much detail about his encounter with Steve when his buddy asked “You let him fuck you without a condom?!” “Relax. There is no way he has anything,” Luke replied, although as the words came out, he realized he wasn’t so sure. “That’s so fucking stupid in this day and age. You should go to the clinic and check into that morning after pill just in case. And you should definitely at least be on PrEP if you’re gonna make this a habit.” “I know, I know. Just chill and keep this between us. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Luke then changed the subject and moved on. *********************************************************************** Luke texted Steve that afternoon. “I’m horny. Can I come over?” Steve responded “Sure. But my friend Billy’s coming over soon too. You up for 2 cocks, slut?” This was more uncharted territory for Luke, and yet replied “Maybe…. Be there in 30.” ************************************************************************ Billy wasn’t there yet, so instead of the usual get-right-down-to-business nature of their prior encounters, Luke had an opportunity to talk, and he commented “So listen, I’ve never really let anyone fuck me raw before without knowing more about them." “And?” Steve responded. “It’s just that this weekend has been mind blowing and amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such... lust? desire? intrigue? for anyone like I feel for you.” Steve grinned broadly, pulled Luke close, and slid his tongue down Luke’s throat as he also ground his crotch into Luke, his hands, meanwhile, trailing down to fondle Luke’s ass. Still Luke managed to finish his thought saying “I guess, I don’t know how to say this. A friend of mine told me I’m being stupid and careless fucking you without protection or anything.” “What’s careless about what we’re doing?” “I don’t know… Do you have an STD or anything?” Luke got to the point. “Does it matter to you now?” “I, uhh” and Luke realized while perhaps it should matter, it didn’t. “I don’t know, really.” “I’ve fucked you twice now. Raw. Implanted my seed in you twice. You’ve swallowed my cum and piss, and your ass is lined with my DNA. If you want to be mine, you have to be mine fully.” Luke felt a warm rush over his body. The unknown was becoming known. He was nervous and turned on. What was Steve saying? “Touch my poz cock again, Luke” Steve said. Steve's command hit Luke hard, yet he instantly complied, maneuvering his hands down Steve's jeans, his head rushed with sexual energy and understanding. He now knew Steve was poz. HIV Positive. And he’d fucked Luke twice now. Luke had taken poz loads from a poz guy. Luke also was very much aware his own dick was hardening quickly. He felt it sticking to his briefs with a layer of precum. “Get on your knees and put my poz dick in your mouth. Accept your fate. Get me hard so that I can fuck you again. You’re my slut. Worship what’s flowing in me – and you – now.” Luke sank to his knees and undid the buttons on Steve's jeans. Steve's massive, semi-hard cock was free. Luke opened his mouth wide and guided the monster deep down his throat.