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Some people I know were leaving Miami after a long weekend partying at some circuit party. The TSA agent was an older black woman and she asked to look in their duffle bag full of sex toys. They looked at each other and smirked. She unzipped the bag and said "OOOOH! You boys had a GOOD TIME. We'll just call these 'children's toys.'" She zipped the bag back up and they boarded their flight.

It was a gorgeous evening for sitting around the campfire naked, listening to the loons, telling stories and drinking beer. Our host got into the story of how he settled on his current work. He was trained in modern dance and supplemented that income by waiting tables. He loved dance, especially erotic dance, and hated waiting tables. He came across an add looking for nude male models and started to develop a bit of a name and portfolio. Then he was contacted by ERIC VIDEOS in Paris and flown over to make a few demos. Since he loves sex, and especially bb his auditions went very well. They started him on a contract to make one film per month. He loved this work but didn't see himself as a career porn star. He felt it didn't allow him to feed his need for artistic expression. Besides he wanted a more lucrative income. During this period he continued to wait tables but grew more and more distainful of the work. Then he got a creative break in modern dance that sparked his creative juices. He was hired to workshop a dance with a gay dance director. He was to dance with a talented beautiful young gay twink. The commission was to create a dance to bring to life a modern composition celebrating the emerging sexual freedom of barebacking. Even though it didn't pay well this project had all the elements to stimulate all of his creative juices . He couldn't wait to get started. The first day the director, twink and he met they simply sat around in jeans and tee shirts and listened to the beautiful evocative music and lyrics. Then they talked about the emotions and sensations which were evoked. The director asked frank and personal questions about the dancers experience professionally and personally. He looked at both their photo portfolios, asked about their comfort level with nudity as they performed and even asked about their personal sexual proclivities. Both were very open about their involvement in the bb community and confessed this topic had attracted them to this particular project. If they could advance the bb cause, they were in. Day two of workshopping they stripped down and put on skimpy flesh colored speedos. They started trying out different moves to parts of the recording. It was a long and tiring day. After a weekend break the director started the day by praising their work and the look of their bodies together. He confessed that something wasn't working for him. Would they be okay trying many of the same dance movements but totally naked today? Just to try it out. Neither had any issue and were soon moving through the erotic dance stark naked. All three agreed this was much better. Day 4 of workshopping the director wanted to try turning up the sexual nature of the dance. He wanted the twink to silmulate giving the Adonis a blowjob. The performance would be in a gay venue and he was certain he could take this creative liberty. They had practiced and tried this simulated blowjob a few different ways but it looked and felt lame. In frustration the twink finally asked if he could try something. Out of desperation the director agreed and in no time the twink was giving his co-star an actual blowjob. The beautiful cock was worked into full erection and everyone was delighted with the results. There was only one day left to workshop the peice and the director arrived inspired. The dance would build to the magnificent blowjob and then the Adonis would lift the twink to ride on the erection like a saddle. The rest of the dance would simulate fucking until the final chord when the dancers would cry out in fake simultaneous ejaculations as the stage would go dark. This would give the dancers a quick moment to pull on their speedos for the lights to come back up and the final bow. The night of the performance the audience was gay men and a couple fag hags. There was great excited tension before the show. The lights dimmed and the two beautiful naked dancers emerged on stage with the opening instrumental accompaniment. The performance went flawlessly and the audience was on the edge of their seats when the blowjob section arrived. The audience gasped, but were clearly impressed with the erection and twink riding it around the stage in mock fuck. That's when things took a turn. Off dance script the twink reached down and maneuvered the raw erection into his hole. Simulated fuck had suddenly become real bb fuck, right in front of the audience's eyes. Our Adonis had leaned into the twinks ear to ask if he was sure. The twink just nodded his head and groaned in sync with the suggestive lyrics. The Adonis took that as a yes and continued to dance and fuck. He felt like he was making love to everyone in the room. The audience was spellbound. The air was electric with sexual energy. The climax of the music was building and the two dancers orgasmed simultaneously. Adonis breeding the twink and twink spraying all over his partners chest and face. The stage did not go dark as the audience erupted into a standing ovation. It was in that euphoric moment our campfire host decided he would supplement his career with nude modeling, performing as a bb porn star, erotic dance and stripping ... but he would build his career as a gay bb male escort. He wanted to make his living giving as many men as possible orgasmic pleasure. I was totally honoured that he'd given it to me for free, and I loved the fact his load was marinating in my bowels as he shared this fuckin hot story from his life. ... to be continued.

I was at a house party and went to use the Up! Stairs bathroom locked I waited. Two people walk out. This tall dude and short girl. I think nothing of it it’s a party right, taking a piss I see what looks like a piece of latex. I get on my knees desperately looking for what I hopped was a used condom and then my heart started beeping faster when I saw how huge the load the guy left. So turned on I took a picture. It’s so cool you can tell how long a guys cock is by looking how far down the person rolled the condom onto their cook, this guy about 7inches. Prolly a guy from the baseball team. I’m going to so much fun with this…I couldn’t help but taste fresh cum salty not very sweet., smelt so good. I put it one ice as fast as I could. who else finds filled and used condoms? from roommates, relatives or public places?

After a day in the fresh air and so much sex the beers were going down pretty smoothly. My hitchhiker was tipping them back quickly and was soon pretty drunk. He was full of questions for the gay escort and too uninhibited by the alcohol to censor himself. The escort just ignored some of the ruder questions passing them off with a smile. The comment that took the hitchhiker most by surprise was when he assumed most guys would get bred by the escort. The escort casually and proudly respond. "There's a place in my add that refers to safety practices. Mine reads, 'anything goes'. That tells clients I'm ok with bareback including giving or taking loads . 10% of my clients want vanilla, hand jobs, blowjobs that kind of thing. 70% want this big tool raw in their ass. For most that means they want me to breed them ... not all. And I'm happy to oblige. 20 % want to fuck and breed this beautiful body. Not only do I give them their money's worth I love taking their hot pounding and sexy loads. Of the vanilla guys I suck down lots of loads. I fuckin love fresh cum in me!" "Hhooollly fuuk!" the hitchhiker slurred "Soo caan I breed ya riight nnowww?" "Well first off I thought you were straight " "Isth jus se ... se ... sexth!" "Secondly I think you're too drunk. " the escort laughed. "I .... au .... I caaannn ge ith upper. I'm nooottt toooʻoo drruuun" "Well third you'd have to pay me." "H ... hhhee diiidn' pay ya." "Yeah that was a freebie. They remind me it's not all business. I'm not a sex machine and sometimes I just love sex for the sake of sex. I knew the moment I saw this gorgeous silver fox I wanted to plant my six day load deep inside him. And before the end of tomorrow I fully intend he'll breed me. Gratis! You on the other hand must pay for the privilege. If not with money then with services. " "Seerrrvv , I Caan do .... whhaaa seerrv" "Oh, your ass. Maybe your mouth will do if you're good. " "I ... I ... nooo gaayyy " "It's not gay. It's just sex. " he teased his cock hard. "I ... I don ha mmoonnee." "Then tell me which gets this" manhandling his hardening cock," your ass or your mouth?" The hitchhiker lurched towards the escort, crawled between his legs and took the tip of the mammoth cock into his mouth. The escort good naturedly pushed him off and laughed , "No my friend. You're too drunk for me to negotiate with you in good conscience. Let's get you to bed and sobered up. We can close this transaction in the morning. " The escort helped me load him in our canoe, paddle back to our site and tuck him into bed. Promising to bring the canoe back in the morning the escort had a second thought. "I wasn't kidding about offering you my ass silver daddy. I'd love to sleep with your load in my ass. What do you say?" He leaned against a nearby tree and presented his sculpture worthy ass. "Eat it out daddy , get it ready for your beautiful raw cock." I ate like the banquet that was being presented. He moaned and groaned his pleasure. Then I fingered his hole to my hearts content. With three fingers stretching his gorgeous hole I added my tongue. His sphincter pulled my tongue in deep. "Fuck daddy, you deserve an Olympic medal in tounge fucking. Why don't they offer that sport?" My tounge started to get tired and I stood to move in for the grand finally. "Yeah silver fox, fuck me, fuck me now. Breed my starving ass!" He had no trouble taking my swift entry and the fuck was on. I apologized; "I'm not a great top, sorry . I probably won't last long. " "No need to apologize, your fuckin hot sperm painting my guts and marinating through my sleep is the goal. For me it's like a sleep sedative and gives me fuckin erotic dreams. Besides that young buck is going to give me a great ride tomorrow once I've had my fun with him. .... listen to me blather on ... less talk, more fuck." His banter had helped hold me off uncharacteristically long. Now I began to worry I wouldn't be able to cum. I didn't need to worry. He knew just what to say. "Yeah that's a great fuck daddy! I love your raw cock deep inside me. Give me all you've got. Breed me deep daddy. Yeah give it to me. Yeah, yeah yeah that's it. Fuuccckkk, I can feel you spraying, hosing my gut walls with that beautiful big daddy load. Fuck yeah. Fuckin awesome. Thank you daddy silver fox. Thankyou!" I was totally spent. We fell in the lake for a quick refresher and he swam off to his island with my babies swimming in his ass. I slept like a baby. .... to be continued

Chapter 4 – All Aboard Chapters 1 through 3 tell about a session with Matt, a long-time buddy of mine. He wanted to treat me for my birthday, and it has been a great treat. We partied, fisted, and had me on a fuck machine. Brett joined us first, and then his husband, Chad. Chad just fisted me in the sling, and Brett and Matt are fisting each other on the bed. Chad and I watched the other guys fist each other. It was clear that they were in their own world, each wrapped up in the sensations they were delivering and feeling themselves. While getting my ass worked over is awesome, it’s really arousing to see other guys play in their holes too. “How about a chariot ride?” asked Chad. The other guys paused in their actions as they considered the idea. It sounded fun to me. They agreed and pulled out of each other’s holes. We all decided that Matt would fist Chad and me; Brett was going to watch for a while. Who knew how long it would take Brett to get involved? So, Chad and I got on all fours with our asses facing Matt. I was on the right, and Chad was on the left. Matt started to add lube to his hands while Brett applied some Slam Dunk to our holes. First, Matt wanted to sink his hand into Chad. Chad told us that he doesn’t bottom often and would need some time to be opened up. Matt began sliding some fingers in Chad’s ass, eliciting some moans from him. Not to be outdone, Brett began to mimic the activities on my ass. My hole was way more ready than Chad’s, so Brett slipped in quickly. He leisurely fisted me while he watched Matt open up Chad’s hole. Matt took his time getting Chad ready. He used all four fingers on him to let him adjust to the sensation of being filled and then added his thumb. He didn’t go all the way in; rather, he told Chad to let him know when he was ready to take it all. It didn’t take long for Chad to say, “Stick it in me,” and Matt slid in up to his knuckles. More maneuvering was required to get Matt buried in Chad’s ass. Matt knew he’d be able to fist me deep pretty quickly, but he’d need to go slower on Chad. Once they were comfortable, Matt pushed Brett’s hand away from my ass. Brett left my hole and moved around to the front of us. I grabbed his cock and stuck it in my mouth, working it over with my tongue and lips. At the same time, Matt sunk his hand into my ass, slipping it in with ease. Now, he was fisting both of us. Chad looked over at me sucking on Brett’s cock and smiled again. I let Brett’s dick out of my mouth and leaned towards Chad so we could kiss. It’s so connecting when you have a guy filling both asses, and the guys are making out at the same time. We must have been kissing for a while because I felt Brett’s cock on my cheek. Chad and I started sucking Brett, both of us working his dick while we got fisted. Matt was going deep on me. I hoped he was being gentler on Chad, but I figured Chad would say something if he needed a break. In unspoken agreement, Chad and I both moved back from Brett’s cock. The position was not conducive to long-term sucking, and we needed to focus on what Matt was doing. Chad and I settled in for a nice fisting from Matt. Brett had moved away, and we later found out that he was eating Matt’s hole while he was fisting ours. When I proposed a fist train, they all agreed. Chad’s ass needed a short break, so he was at the rear of the train. He was fisting me again. I was fisting Brett, who was fisting Matt. It was awesome to be taking and giving a fist at the same time. After a while, we moved Matt to the back so that he was now fisting Chad, who’d had a little time to recover. Brett was getting fisted but had no one to fist. We rotated through so that we all got a chance to be in each position. Eventually, legs got tired, and we had to break it up. They had all gone deep inside me again, and even though my legs were tired, my ass was ready for more. Once we were all disconnected, we collapsed on the bed. Brett wanted to smoke more, so he pulled out the pipe that Chad had brought and fired it up. Their stuff was good, so I only needed a few hits to revive my high. As we passed the pipe, we were also fondling and stroking each other. The constant contact was exhilarating and got me excited for more play. We also had some more beverages, this time without any G. I wanted to get Chad in the sling. The idea of seeing this hairy behemoth with his legs spread wide and his hole open to the world was exciting for me. He got in and settled in. I sat on the chair at the foot of the sling and took in the view. His hairy hole looked amazing, with the lube matting all the hair down around it. I lubed up and used fingers from both hands to probe his hole. He had been fisted in the chariot and the train, but I still had not been inside him. This time, it was my turn. I looked up at him to see if he was ready for my hand. He nodded, and I slipped my hand inside his ass. His hole was warm and ready. He took my hand easily, and I was in just past my wrist. I flexed my hand around inside him and used my fingers to travel across the walls of his ass. I also added in some twisting motion, enjoying watching his hairs glide through the lube on my arm. Once we had settled into a comfortable position, I began some back-and-forth motions. Never pulling all the way out, I would let my knuckles expand his hole as I pulled back. I rubbed across his prostate several times, each time prompting a moan to escape from his lips. Remembering what he did to my ass, I told him that I wanted him to ride my arm. I stood up and braced my arm against my stomach since he would probably be putting a good amount of force into sliding on my arm. Once we were in a good position, Chad braced his feet on the frame and started to swing the sling, sliding his ass back and forth on my arm. He started out with a small swing but worked up to a pretty intense depth. He even pulled far back a few times, causing my hand to leave his hole. The repeat insertions always got him groaning with pleasure, so the next time he did it, I made a fist with my hand. When he tried to slide back down, he realized what I had done. He grinned at me and picked up the poppers. After taking a few good huffs, he pushed down, and my fist popped into his ass. This caused a serious amount of groaning and flexing, with him really riding my arm. He pulled back to take my fist a few more times before he finally collapsed back with my arm deep inside him. “Sit down”, he told me. When I went to sit, I discovered that one of the other guys had put a dildo on the chair. One of them was holding it, and I maneuvered my hole to the tip of the toy and started to slide down. Fuck, this was the knot dildo from earlier! When I got to the knot, I took a deep breath and pushed my ass out, and easily took the knot. When Chad saw me sitting on the chair, he said, “Cool, now we’re both fucked.” His evil grin was everything to me. I continued to fist Chad and grind my ass on the dildo. It was attached to the seat with a suction cup, so I could swivel my ass around on it and move up and down. The up-and-down movement was more difficult with my fist in Chad, so I focused on more side-to-side motions. It was fun to be fisting someone and have a huge dildo in my own hole. Chad was tiring out. He asked me to pull out and said that he doesn’t get fisted very often. “Fuck that; I think that’s only the second or third time I’ve seen you take a fist,” exclaimed his husband. Chad was quite good at it, regardless. I broke the suction on the dildo so that it would stay inside when I stood up. It was long, so the feeling was intense when I was standing with it embedded in my ass. I helped Chad out of the sling and then wrapped him in a big hug. “Thank you for this,” I whispered in his ear. We walked over to the bed and cuddled together. After a bit, Chad said that he and Brett needed to leave. We tried to get them to stay and play more, but it was late, and they had things to do in the morning. They had bothered Ubered over so they could go home together. Before leaving, Brett pulled two twenty-dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to Matt. I thought it was thanks for the drinks and supplies, but it served another purpose. They left and Matt and I hung out on the bed for a bit. He decided to put me back on the rim seat with a different, bigger dildo on it. Of course, the knot was still in me, so he slowly pulled it out of my ass. Then, he got the machine set up under the chair, loaded it up with a new dildo, and I sat on it. Matt held onto the remote to control the fuck. He started out slow, but I knew that there was lots more to come.

I’ve gotten together with Matt on lots of occasions. We’ve gotten to know each other’s likes and dislikes and have fun pushing each other’s boundaries. Matt wanted to do something special for my birthday. He asked if I’d be open to having him set up a weekend where we partied, and then he could use me however he wanted. He also said he would try to get some other guys to come over. Of course, I was up for that. He told me to prepare for a weekend with my legs in the air and my hole gaping open. Before heading to Matt’s place on Friday, I did a good cleanout. I shaved my balls and trimmed up a bit around my dick, but I left the hair on my ass alone. I like shaving my balls since it lets me wear a cock ring with less worry about getting hairs caught in, and the minor trim on my bush just makes things look better. Matt likes my hairy ass, so I was definitely keeping that. Matt and I are both hairy. Matt has a dense thicket of fur on his chest, legs, arms, and some on his back. His ass, though, is a marvelously hairy beast. There is hair everywhere, and it gets denser as you near his hole. I really like the way the hair on his back melts into the hair on his ass. It tapers down as it goes down his back, getting almost to a point before it spreads out again to cover his ass. It looks amazing! I have a moderate amount of hair on my chest. Like I said, I trim my bush and shave my balls, but that’s all the manscaping I do. Matt doesn’t do any trimming, and his fur is lush and wonderful. There’s not much hair on my back, but my ass is covered in a light coating of fuzz. My hole is hairy, too. I had on my orange jockstrap under my clothes since Matt told me that this was a “no holes barred” weekend. This way, guys would know I was up for anything. It was likely that I’d strip down to my jock as soon as I got in Matt’s house, and I was wondering what (if anything) he would be wearing when I arrived. My excitement level was high as I got on the Uber to his house. I could have driven myself, but I thought I might not want to drive home, so this seemed easier. Also, since I didn't need to focus on driving, I could let my mind run rampant with thoughts about the weekend. The driver dropped me off, and I walked into Matt’s house. He told me to go ahead and just come in and make myself comfortable. There was a card on the table with my name on it. It was a sexy birthday card from Matt, with a note telling me to head down the hall to the playroom when I was ready. I stripped down to my jockstrap and went down to the last room on the left. It’s Matt’s playroom, and I’ve been there many times. The main feature is the sling, but he also has a fuck bench, rim seat, plus a TV, bed, a few chairs, and the regular lineup of lubes, toys, and poppers. Matt was on the bed, wearing a red jockstrap and harness. He was texting someone, sitting back and had his legs bent, showing me the entrance to his sweet hairy ass. He smiled at me and said, “Good to see you. Get in the sling.” I did as requested, positioning my feet in the stirrups and adjusting the pillow behind my head. He let me settle in and hang there for a bit. My ass was hungry, so I reached down and started fingering my hole. “OK, pig, you’re going to get that hole worked over this weekend,” Matt said, laughing at my neediness. “But first, we gotta get you spun.” I thought we’d smoke or maybe do a booty bump, but Matt had a different idea. When he came over to the sling, he had two prepared rigs in his hands. He put one down and said, “That’s for later,” before telling me to stick out my arm. He put a tourniquet on and raised a vein. We’ve slammed before, so he knows where my good spots are. Then, he swabbed it down with a wipe and got ready to point me. “You ready?” he asked. I nodded, and he stuck me, got a register, and then pushed down the plunger. He took off the tourniquet, and I raised my arm in the air. The rush was coming, and I coughed a few times. Matt had moved to the base of the sling and picked up a dildo. He slid the lubed toy into my ass, eliciting a groan of approval and appreciation from me. This wasn’t the largest of the toys that we played with, but it was a good size to start the stretching. Matt is very good at fucking me with a dildo. He’d pull it back and forth, sometimes taking it all the way out but usually keeping it inside me. He was twisting it around and would shake it to send vibrations down my ass. Now, he pulled this dildo out and picked up one with a knot in it. He shoved it in up to the knot quickly, but the knot wasn’t passing through my hole. “Take some poppers,” he commanded. I picked up the bottle, still rushing from the slam, and took two deep hits. When I put the bottle down, Matt gave the dildo another shove, and it slid all the way inside me. Fuck, this felt amazing! The slam, plus the poppers, plus the huge dildo in my ass made me into a happy pig. Matt slowly extracted the dildo from my ass. The next thing to go in was his hand. He lubed up both hands and placed his left at my hole. He used his other hand to pull me onto his hand. Once his knuckles had breached my hole, he eased up in the pressure and let me get used to the invasion. He’s fisted me enough that he knows what I like, and he was going to deliver it to me today. He was flexing and twisting his hand around, just inside the entrance. This gives me a nice stretch and prepares me for the deeper work I was sure would come around. Once he had played at the level for a bit, he used a twisting motion to delve further into my ass. His hand slid to my second hole, and he kept it in place for a while. At that depth, he was just flexing his hand a little bit, but the sensations in my ass were much more pronounced. Matt’s fingers started to probe through the bend, taking them into my colon. This is the wildest sensation. He told me to use some poppers, and once they had taken effect, he slid more of his hand through the bend and deep into my bowels. Once there, the smallest movements of his sent seismic vibrations through me. Looking down, I could see a bump in my stomach, showing where his hand was. It felt amazing and was so stimulating to know that my ass was completely receptive to his hand. Now, he began to remove his hand. He took his time, twisting and flexing on the way out so that I would always know exactly where his hand was in my ass. When he got to the widest part of his hand, he quickly withdrew it from my ass, leaving me empty and wanting more. Now, he picked up a shard to shove in my ass. On top of the recent slam, this would send me soaring. He used four fingers from his hand to slide the shard into my ass. I felt the familiar burn as it started to melt and work its way into my bloodstream. Once I was bumped, Matt walked over to the bed and picked up his phone again, checking the apps to see what was happening.

Hey guys I just want to give you a heads up that I am going to try and write as many chapters to this story as possible and I don't know how long it will be in-between them so please be patient with me and let me know what you think about it I love all comments especially dirty ones lol I have made a discovery that is going to change lives forever and now I need to test it. I have been going to school to be a doctor and my main focus is HIV and now I have discovered something that will change the world of HIV forever. 4 years previous My name is Kyle and I have been HIV positive since I was 18 after my first hookup with a highschool friend and it changed my life forever. I was shocked and scared at first as was the rest of my family when they saw I was sick and rushed me to the hospital and they heard the results from the doctor. They all took care of me when I got discharged and made sure I took my meds that the doctor prescribed me and they never treated me any differently. When I was better and finally got out of bed without feeling I was going to die I went into my bathroom to see if I looked as I had felt over the last few weeks. When I saw my reflection I was pleased to see that I still looked like the cute surfer boy with my blond hair and blue eyes staring back at me. I ran my hand over my chest and tweaked my nipples and went further down my six pack abs and onto my hard dripping 7 inch cock. It was hard and leaking but I did feel inside that I was different as I swirled around my precum over my thick mushroom head. I felt more energized and hornier than I ever had in my life and some feeling deep inside me said that I needed more sex now that I was no longer neg. I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw the same muscular bubble butt and slid my finger down my crack till I reached my hole. Once I touched my hole I felt an increasing sense of hornyness and it was like my hole had a mind of its own opening and swallowing my finger all the way through to the base. This caused me to moan and buck my hips more than I can remember over my years of pleasuring my ass and I loved how intense it was. I added a second and then a third finger and like before my ass opened up easily accepting them like the first. I moved my three fingers until I found my prostate and I had to control how loud I was moaning so I didn't have any unwanted intruders to find me like this but I had never felt this much pleasure in my ass before I couldn't stop. My orgasam came with so much force I held onto the bathroom sink as ropes and ropes of cum coated the mirror and the sink. I stood there panting and in a cold sweat and quickly sat on the toilet as it felt like my legs were about to give out on me and quickly tried to catch my breath. Once I felt better I looked at the mirror to see all the cum that landed on it start to drip down onto the sink and pool with the loads that landed there already and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up all of it and flushed it down so no one would see any evidence. Just as I finished and returned to my bed there was a knock on my door followed by my dad and mom walking into my room to see how I was doing. They were both happy to see that I was feeling so much better than I had been during my sickness and said that if I felt well enough that the hard part must be over and I could try and return to my normal day to day activates. While they were talking to me I couldn't help but think that my life would never be normal again after what just happened in the bathroom but I smiled at them both and said that I thought so too. They hugged me and left after saying that they hope to see me down stairs soon for dinner. Once the door shut I pulled up my laptop and started to see if there was anything online to explain to me why my body reacted so intensely to what I did but couldn't find anything to help me with it.I closed my laptop and put on some comfortable clothes and made my way downstairs to join my family after being stuck in bed for so long. I sat in the living room watching some tv with my dad and big brother Tom while my mom was finishing up making dinner. At dinner everyone chatted like normal and my Tom asked me what I was going to be doing next after highschool with graduation next month and as he said this he smiled and slid a large envelope my way. My parents both asked me what that was and I didn't say anything but opened it and read the first page. It was an acceptance letter to my first college choice (the same one my brother went to) that I applied to before I had gotten sick and I burst up from the table and shouted that I had gotten into the college on a full ride. I looked at my parents shocked faces as they didn't know that I had applied months ago and they didn't know either that I was going to study to be a doctor. This brought on cheers and hugs from all of my family and when my brother hugged me he said that he saw that my acceptance was delivered and hid it away and waited until I was better to see what it said. Once the cheering died down my mom and dad started to call all the relatives and tell them that I was going to be going to the same college as my older brother and that I wanted to study to be a doctor. While all this chatter went on my brother pulled me into the living room and told me he had a secret he wanted to share with me. He looked both worried and proud and I asked him what was it. He bent down and whispered in my ear that he knew that his friend was the one who pozzed him because he was the one who pozzed my friend after he fucked him. Welcome to the brotherhood my little bro. I looked at him in shock and awe and felt my cock get so hard digesting this news. I never knew my big brother was gay and now after hearing that he was poz and was the one who infected my friend who in turn infected me I couldn't handle the emotions and urges that flowed in me I came right in my pants without touching myself and It was just as intense as it was earlier in the bathroom. Tom could tell what was happening to me and he rushed me into his bedroom and quickly stripped me out of my clothes and put his mouth on my cock as I was convulsing and shooting more and more cum down his throat. I panted as I finished and I felt like I blackened out a bit and Tom picked me up and kissed me sharing some of my load and told me after we finished kissing that I was going to be so ready for what was to cum when I would get to college.

Sniffles is a good one for this. I've found four types of "top" profiles. 1) Circles on the map with cock pics, and when you open the profile and read through you find in the status they are a bottom. 2) Cock-pic profiles that have "top" as profile status but then in the free-text description they say that they are "looking to suck cock and bottom". 3) Cock-pic profiles that have "top" as profile status AND in the free-text description everything they say indicates they are a top, but when you message them during the back-and-forth they say "today I'm looking to bottom" 4) And finally the ones that are a top in every way from the initial cock-pic through the messaging back and forth, then when you actually meet they sprIng it on you that they want you to fuck them. I've also found that most of the ones that put top and bottom in their profile to avoid the filters always seem to want to bottom that day.

I get what you're saying. It's like a top with too many ass pictures. These websites are not get to know you sites. You have 10 seconds to make your "pitch" often with no words, just the lead photo. I read the profiles but others don't. Maybe that's why I keep getting hit up by bottoms, not even verse bottoms despite my ass pix and a clear statement of position. Go figure.

I awoke the next morning to the hitchhiker's hard raw cock poking at my hole. We had so warn ourselves out the night before that we slept until well after sunrise. We moved out of the car and he did me over the trunk. This fuck was animalistic . It was as if he was full of rage and needed to pound it out. Fortunately I enjoyed him pounding it into me. We moved to a number of positions as this assault lasted 3/4 of an hour. When he finally came inside me he collapsed whimpering "Fuck man, I needed that." Turned out we were beside a stream so we washed off before heading off to pick up our supplies. We lucked out with a launching point into some crown land lakes fairly close by. By noon we were naked picnicking on a small sunny island. His main topic of conversation had been looking for reassurance that getting sucked by me and fucking me didn't make him gay. He kept assuring me this wasn't a put down of me, and that he actually loved the sex, more than he dreamed he could. He just wanted me to assure him I wasn't turning him gay. As I stroked a big boner as I asked if he wanted to suck it. In disdain he blurted, "No fuckin way man. " "Then I don't think you're gay. " I assured, "Unless of course you want me to fuck you?" "Fuck man, stop it. NO WAY I'm letting you put that in my ass. " "Then relax, you're not gay. " This seemed to finally calm him. We finished lunch, enjoyed a skinny dip and paddled on. By late afternoon we found a great campsite and set up our tent. Dinner was simple and easy and after we went for a gentle paddle around an island only 100 feet away. Only then did we see the tent on the far side and a gorgeous naked Adonis of a man emerging from the water. He casually waved hello to us and we paddled closer to share our greeting. He was a 6'4" Greek God of a man with a golden seamless Mediterranean tan, broad shoulders, eight pack, sturdy legs and a stunning uncut cock that hung halfway down to his knees. With his sun bleached shoulder length blond hair and lovely dusting of body hair in all the right places I couldn't ask for more perfection. I apologized for setting our camp so close to his and he brushed my apology off. He'd seen us setting up earlier and chosen not to interrupt us. He'd been camped on this island for the past week and we were the first people he'd seen. He'd loved the seclusion but was actually starting to pine some company. As his hand casually touched his magnificent member he said "Especially gay company. " He looked me in the eye and winked. We were paddling nude and he couldn't miss the fact I was chubbing up. Still fondling himself he asked; "Why don't you let me take care of that for you ? Unless your boy toy minds too much. " I stuttered. "Oh he's not my boy toy." And the hitchhiker blushed: "I'm straight. But can I watch?" I was soon sitting on a rock with this beautiful man between my knees giving me the best blow job ever. It wasn’t long 'til I warned I was very close. He just doubled his efforts and took every drop of my load deep down his beautiful throat. While he was servicing me a finger had found my hole and discerned it's availability. When his throat was clear he spoke, "Can I fuck you? I actually haven't cum all week and I'm thinking your hole would like a flooding. " "Fuck yeah! He loves taking loads!" This was the hitchhiker's cheer. I could tell this God of a man was a professional. He ate and fingered and tounge fucked my hole to the point he knew nothing would satisfy it but his massive erection. He waited until I begged; "Fuck me, just fuck me now, please." He had so prepared my hole that it sucked his raw mammoth meat in with minimal effort. Then he made such tender love to me. Doggie, spooning, missionary, carrying me as he walked! I couldn't imagine another position and he found it. Finally he apologized, "Sorry I need to cum so bad." "Don't apologize, just breed me already." And of course as I spoke I could feel his beautiful warm wet man juice painting my gut walls. This was truly paradise. He was in no rush to pull out and we sucked face for ten minutes until we decided at the same moment it was time for a swim. The hitchhiker joined us and thanked us for the awesome show. Before we left the water we were invited to stay for a campfire He assured us the breeze kept the mosquitoes off the island. To be continued

I've been jacking off all week thinking about converting a neg guy

I really hadn't planned a canoe and camping trip for the area of Canadian wilderness we had reached by night fall. Besides we needed to pick up food rations for the weekend so I found a secluded place to boondock and camp this 1st night in my car. The model y is designed for this, although a bit tight for two adult men. We bunked in able to sleep atop my one sleeping bag, and I was surprised my hitchhiker chose to sleep in the nude. As I was just about ready to fall off to sleep I heard him clear his throat. Next thing his naked torso was leaning into mine and he was whispering in my ear. "I'm kinda horny from all the events of the day. You don't think if I fucked you, it would make me gay do you? I really need to get off again before I can fall asleep. " "You want to fuck me here in the car?" I complained. "There are too many mosquitoes for outside. " He had a point. I reached down and found he had a rock solid raging hard on. "What if I just sucked you off? Wouldn't that do?" I almost wined in my sleepiness and defense. "If that's what you want, but I really want to try fucking and breeding you. I'm so turned on by watching that trucker do you. Please. I promise I won't tell anyone. " This gave me an idea to get him 'off my back '. I asked, "Do you have a best friend?" "Yah, my buddy Joe. " "OK, here's the deal. The only way you get to fuck and breed me is if you promise to tell your buddy Joe. I don't care what you tell him about circumstances, you're just experimenting, I pressured you, whatever ... you just have to promise to tell your best buddy that you fucked a dude. " He was silent for a long time. I started to believe I'd put him off and drop back off to sleep when I heard his phone ring. He was calling out. "Hey Joe. Sorry to call so late. I need to talk to you. " ... "Yeah, Marcia kicked me out again. " .... "Yeah she caught me with another woman again." ... "I've been hitchhiking and got picked up by this cool gay guy. Say hi to him so he knows I'm not faking this call. " I heard the other guy call out "I'm Joe, his best friend." I continued to hear the one side of the conversation. "Yeah he's older. Fit though and silver hair all over. He's so fuckin hairy Joe." ... " Yeah, I guess you could say he made a move on me. He sucked me off in the woods. Best blowjob I ever had. Sucked down every drop. " .. "No ass hole, it wasn't sex. Just a blowjob. You know I'm not gay. " ... "Then he let me watch while a trucker fucked him. It was so fuckin cool. " ... "No that's the amazing part. They didn't use a condom. Trucker just pushed in raw, fucked and bred the guy." ... "Yeah that's why I'm calling. We're naked together and he'll only let me fuck him if I tell you my best friend. You're cool with this right?" .... "No I'm not wearing no fuckin condom! Shut the fuck up! You always say we have to experience life. I'm grabbing this bull by the horns!" ..." Of course I'll tell you all about it, that's what best buds are for. " He hung up and I blurted "What the fuck was that?!" "I figured what's a promise worth if I can't back it up. Why should you trust me? I told my buddy Joe I'm going to fuck and breed you. " "You told him a hell of a lot more than that. " "You said you didn't care what I told him. He's my best buddy, I end up telling him everything when we're high anyway. I thought I may as well get it all out of the way. " "Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into? Fuck me!" I groaned. "Exactly. We can't do missionary in this tight space. Can I just shove in from behind?" I repositioned so we were spooning. I felt his cock poking around for my hole. He wasn't having much luck. I reached down and guided his raw cock into my hole. He started kissing the back of my neck and moving in and out of me. "I've never been in someone raw before. This is special." "Wow, really? Not even the slut?" "Well maybe just the tip, but not all the way. And the truckers cum feels amazing. " He was really giving a good spooning fuck. I was wondering why I'd been so reluctant. And his phone conversation with Joe really was fuckin hot. I spoke next, "It is a bit cramped but do you want to try missionary?" "Fuckin A, yeah man. Then I can kiss you. I want to be kissing when I come in my first person. " We maneuvered our bodies which was a bit like twisting pretzels. Eventually my legs were raised to my shoulders and he was on top and inside me. His kisses were passionate and we really started to make love. For the next ten minutes he fucked me so deeply and powerfully. The car rocked with our forceful rhythm. "I'm getting close. I'm going to cum in you baby. " "Cum in me. Give me your straight seed. Breed me your babies. " "Fuuccckkk I'm cumming .... I'm cumming .... flooding your guts .... you dirty fuckin cum slut .... aahhhh yeah baby. " I held him deep inside as we shared powerful passionate kisses. "I want you to hold my cum inside all night. " He didn't need to convince me. ... to be continued.

Chapter 3 – Enter Chad Chapters 1 and 2 recount a session with my friend Matt. We partied, and then he fisted me. He had me riding a fuck machine when Brett joined us. Brett also fisted me, and they have me back in the sling, getting worked over by the fuck machine. Brett’s husband, Chad, is on his way to join us. We took a small break while we waited for Chad to arrive. They stopped the fuck machine, but the dildo on it was still inside my ass. Matt went and got some drinks for all of us, and we were just hanging out and talking as we waited. Since I was still in the sling, Matt gave me a cup with a lid and straw so I could easily drink the liquid he provided. They both had plastic tumblers. I was pretty parched from the exertion and quickly drank what was in my cup. After a while, I started to feel that ethereal, swirly feeling. “Was there some G in that?” I asked Matt. He nodded and told me that he wanted me to be at my peak horniness all weekend. He was definitely achieving that. I realized that I was swinging the sling back and forth so that I could ride the dildo. When they stopped the fuck machine, they made sure that the dildo was deep in my ass. Now, I was using the sling to move back and forth on the toy. Brett saw what I was doing and laughed as he grabbed the remote. I squirted some more J Lube on the toy, and around my ass, then he turned the machine on. It was a slow but deep pace that he set. I was enjoying it a lot and was wrapped up in my own feelings when I next looked over at the two of them on the bed. Brett was on all fours, and Matt had his hand in Brett’s ass. I was pleased to see that Brett’s hole was surrounded by some hair. His ass was mostly smooth otherwise, but he had a nice patch right around his hole. I love a hairy hole since it looks so awesome as the hairs drag through the lube on a cock, toy, or fist. They were doing this to put on a show for me, too, so I sat up as much as I could in the sling to enjoy the show. Brett’s phone pinged. “He’s here,” he said when he read the message. Matt pulled out, wiped off his hand, and went down the hall to answer the door. Brett grabbed a nearby dildo, lubed it up, and shoved it in his ass. He was fucking his ass with it when Matt returned with Chad. Chad took in the surroundings, and I took in Chad. He was taller than all of us and very well-built. He was hairy all over, had a dense beard, and a nice-looking cock. His hairy chest was well-defined and narrowed down to that hot V shape as it got closer to his dick. He was uncut and looked to be well hung. He walked over to Brett and bent forward to kiss him, showing us his firm, hairy ass. Fuck, he was hot! “Thanks for inviting me over. Looks like you boys have been having some fun.” We were having fun, and I got the impression that it was about to be amped up to be even more fun. Chad trailed his fingers down Brett’s chest, gave the dildo in his ass a tug, and chuckled. Next, he walked over to the sling and took in the fuck machine plowing my ass. “You like that?” he asked. I nodded. “How about the real thing?” I nodded again. Matt turned the machine off and then slid it away from the sling. My hole was gaping and dripping lube. “So fucking hot,” Chad muttered as he slid his cock into me. It went in easily. He slid all the way in and held it there. He looked down at me and said, “You ready to be fucked and bred?” Again, I could only nod my agreement. This hairy stud was going to leave his cum in my ass, and I was excited to find out what else he wanted to do with me. He was grinding his cock into my ass, not really moving in and out much. He was using my ass to massage his cock. I flexed my ass to add to the massage. “This ass is hungry,” he growled. With that, he started to move in and out, slowly at first, then he picked up speed. He varied the speed and depth, and I moved around in the sling to give him some different angles. At one point, he suggested I do some poppers. Always happy to oblige, I took a few snorts from the bottle and prepared for the rush. When it hit, I moved down a bit in the sling to give him better access to my ass. I also reached down and spread my ass. Feeling his pubes crashing against my hole was sexy, and I was squirming around as he pounded me. He was fucking at a fast pace and was covered in sweat. He looked so hot as he mercilessly drove his cock in and out of my ass. Chad slowed down as he saw that the poppers were wearing off. He fucked me gently now, just moving his cock in smaller motions. Soon, he asked me if I wanted his load. I told him to breed my ass. “Do some poppers now, and then I’ll flood your ass with cum”. Fuck, he knew how to turn me on! I grabbed the poppers and greedily sucked in the fumes. Chad went animalistic on my ass then, pounding me with no stopping and no relief. Then he cried out, “I’m gonna cum!” before driving his cock as deep in me as he could. I could feel the spasming of his dick as he dumped his load into me. There were a few good squirts, and he kept moving his cock around as he distributed the cum throughout my ass. He looked down at me and said, “That was great!” I told him that I agreed. Chad slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. Lube and cum leaked out of my hole before Brett shoved a butt plug in me. “Let’s let that cum steep in your ass”, he growled. That was fine with me. Once Chad had recovered, he said that he wanted to get spun. Matt pulled out the pipe, and Chad asked, “Do you guys slam?” Matt said we did, and Chad pulled out his kit. He had a few points ready and started to prep. Meanwhile, Matt produced some points that he had prepared for the two of us. Chad was going to self-admin, and they decided that Matt would then take care of me since Chad wanted to be fisting me while we were both rushing from the T. I didn’t hear how Brett and Matt were going to manage, but I knew they would be OK. Matt came over to me with the necessary items and prepared my arm. The plan was that he would release it into me right after Chad did his slam. That way, Chad would be ready to fist me while he was still rushing, and I had just been slammed. So, Chad did his point, coughed, and then started lubing his hands. His hands and arms were covered in dark hair, which I find very sexy. Just after he finished, Matt sunk the plunger on my point, filling my body with T. I coughed a few times and then started to push my ass out, visibly inviting Chad inside. He put his hand at my ass, and I slid down a little in the sling to swallow him up to his wrist. We were both flying from the slams, and he pulled out and entered me with his fist. He went in deep, getting about half of his thick and hairy arm inside me. When he pulled back, I could see the hair on his arm was all matted down with lube. Chad was really intense when he was fisting me. I enjoyed watching him focus on my ass as he was sending amazing sensations through my body. With the amount of drugs floating through my body, it was difficult to focus on anything by my ass and how amazing it felt. When Chad looked up at me, his sparkling blue eyes at pinpoints, and smiled, I melted back onto his hand, letting him get even deeper into my ass. He was well into my colon, using his fingers to rub and massage there. His hand felt amazing inside me, and I just wanted to get him in deeper and deeper. I was using my muscles to expand my ass so that he could go as deep as he wanted. “Fuck, I’m in up to my elbow!” he said, excitedly. I could only smile as he probed my depths. He was as deep, if not deeper, than anyone had even been in my ass. This hot, hairy, handsome stud was fisting me, and all I wanted to do was open my ass for him. I looked over at the bed and saw Brett’s hand buried in Matt’s ass. Matt was hanging his ass off the side of the bed, and Brett was on the floor, driving his hand in and out of Matt’s hairy hole. Looking down, I saw that Brett was sitting on a dildo, too, moving up and down on it as he plowed Matt’s hole. That meant that Chad was the only one who didn’t have anything in his ass. I looked down at him and said, “You should have your ass filled now too.” I didn’t know if he was versatile, but he agreed and said, “Tell me what you want to put in me.” I pointed to a medium-sized butt plug, and Chad picked it up and passed it to me, along with the lube. I lubed up the plug, but Chad would need to pull out of my ass so that I could insert this plug in him. We agreed that he would pull out of me, come to the head of the sling, and bend over so that I could shove the plug in him. So, he slowly moved out of my ass and then stood up. It took a moment for him to get his bearings before he walked up to the head of the sling. His cock was all shiny with lube and cum from earlier, and then he turned around to present his ass to me. It was a glorious ass. Two firm globes covered in a dark coating of hair. He reached back and spread his cheeks, exposing his sweet hole, which was ringed with even more hair. I placed the plug at his opening and told him to suck it in. He leaned back, and the plug slid into him. I twisted it around to ensure that it was properly seated, and I also got to enjoy looking at his ass some more. Once we were satisfied, he went back to the chair. He added more lube to his hand and told me that his fists were going in. I nodded my agreement, and he inserted his left fist into my ass. Chad spent a bit of time moving his left fist through my ass. Then, he pulled it out and quickly shoved in his right fist. This was his dominant hand, and it’s always surprising when I can tell the difference in size. This was a case where the size variance was obvious! He pulled the right fist out, put the left one in, and so on. He was punchfisting my ass, and I was begging for more. He slowed down on the insertions and went for more depth each time. He was able to get each one of his fists in me to my second hole, but a fist wasn’t going to maneuver the bend. Chad stood up then. He told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his arm. Fuck yeah! This is always fun since I get to control the action. I hooked my feet around the sling's uprights and used those to swing myself back and forth. Chad held his arm out in front of him and let me slide onto it. He also added some more lube while he was standing there, which made everything more slippery. I considered doing some poppers when Brett said, “Make him do some poppers!” I didn’t know which of us he was referring to, so I picked up the bottle and offered it to Chad. He took a few hits and passed it to me. I did a short hit in each nostril, then took a deep huff, which I held for as long as possible. The purple eye was back! This time, there was a fist right in front of me that I could slide in and out of my ass. I rocked back and forth a bit, but I really wanted to feel those long, deep strokes that come when my ass is fully open and available. So, I drew back until Chad’s hand was barely inside me, then slowly pushed myself forward on his arm. I was so aroused that I kept pushing even when he reached my second hole. I shifted a little to my right to let his hand pass through. Chad sensed what was happening and extended his fingers out from the fist. His fingers passed through the curve and were back in my colon. I took some time flexing my ass and writhing around on his fingers, letting them stroke all my inner walls. He, too, was flexing some, and the feelings were magical. Spun on out T and G, with poppers controlling my brain, I rode those fingers like the ass pig I am. When the poppers rush wore off, I moved off Chad’s arm. He sat back down on the sling, jerking back up a little when he hit the plug that was still in his ass. We gazed at each other and smiled, knowing that something special had just happened between us. I looked over at the bed and motioned for Chad to turn around. Matt and Brett had navigated themselves into a position where they could each fist the other. That gave me an idea about making a fist train.

Chapter 2 –Machine, Man, Machine Chapter 1 describes a birthday celebration with Matt. He and I have played together a lot, and he is giving me a special weekend session that he controls. He slammed me earlier, fucked me with a dildo, then his hand. Now, he’s added a booty bump to my ass and is waiting while it melts. I was on the sling, feeling the sweet burning of a melting shard deep in my ass. I could already feel some of the effects of the additional T but I had no idea how big this shard was, so it could be melting for a lot longer. Matt was working the apps, and seemed to have found someone interested in joining us. “This guy wants to come over, but it’ll be a while,” he said. “We’ve got all weekend”, I replied. “Yeah, but your ass is already opened up, and I want it to stay that way. I’ve got a few other guys I’m talking to, so I can’t give it the attention it needs.” “I could shove a dildo or butt plug up there,” I suggested. “Or, you could use the fuck machine,” Matt pondered. He went over to his rim chair and set up the fuck machine right under the seat. He picked out a nice-sized dildo, lubed it up, and attached it to the machine. Then, he helped me out of the sling and walked me over to the machine. I sat down on the rim seat and took the tip of the dildo into my ass. This toy was bigger than the knot dildo, but it was smooth all the way down. It would certainly stretch my opening when it got deep into my ass. We got the machine angled properly, and Matt turned it on. By now, the shard had dissolved completely, and I was feeling the effects of all the T. Matt placed a bottle of poppers near me but told me I could only use them when he told me to. The well-lubed dildo was driving deep into me, but I could rise a little on the rim seat to control the depth. Matt had it set to a relatively slow speed, and it felt good as it steadily fucked my needy ass. Matt went back to the bed and picked up his phone. I was sitting on the rim seat, taking the dildo in my ass and enjoying myself. “Poppers,” Matt commanded. I obligingly picked up the brown bottle and took two deep hits. I recapped it and put it down. When they hit, I sunk all the way down on the rim seat, letting the dildo go deeper into my ass. At the same time, Matt used the wireless controller to increase the speed of the machine, so I was now getting fucked faster and deeper than before. It felt amazing, and I started to push my ass even further down on the dildo as it rose into me. “Again”, growled Matt. I knew that he meant more poppers, and I knew that meant that I was going to go wild on the dildo. Two more deep hits, and I was in heat. The glowing purple poppers eye was all that I could see, and I reached down to spread my ass even more as the machine pumped the toy into my ass. At one point, I lifted my feet off the floor so that the dildo could go even deeper, but it was hard to stay stable that way. But the dildo was pummeling my ass, and I was determined to ride it long and hard. “OK, pig. That dildo needs more lube”, said Matt. He came over to the rim seat, stopped the fuck machine, and had me get up. I just leaned forward so that he could apply more lube to the dildo so my ass was exposed. Matt put some lube on the toy and then shoved a few fingers in my ass. “Yeah, this hole is getting ready for a lot of action”, he said. Then, he put one hand on my shoulder and used the other to stabilize the dildo. He lowered me onto the toy and started it up again. This time, I made sure that my ass was as far down in the rim seat as it could be so that I could take as much of the dildo in me as possible. Matt had me do more poppers before he walked away. He told me that he was going to the kitchen and would be back. But, before he left, he pointed out the camera that was aimed at my ass, telling me that he’d know if I got off the dildo at any point. I think he knew I had no desire to stop, but the thrill of being in control and knowing that he was watching turned him on. “Poppers,” demanded Matt as he walked out the door. I took two snorts again and went into the poppers haze, with all my focus on the activity in my ass. When I came out of it, I was leaning up against that wall behind the rim seat with my legs in the air, letting my ass sink down even more as the toy mercilessly pounded my ass. I sat that way for a while, letting the dildo deep into my ass. This toy was quite thick, so it was also stretching out my hole. Hopefully, there would be a lot more things going in it so I wanted the access to be as easy as possible. While Matt was away, he increased the speed of the fuck machine again. At this point, it was really giving my ass a workout. I did some more poppers again and spread my ass wide, letting the fuck machine plumb my deepest areas. When I came down from the poppers, I realized that Matt was back in the room, watching me. He had two glasses in his hands, and he handed me one and said, “Drink this.” I knew that there was some G in the drink and happily swallowed it down. I didn’t need the G to make me any more relaxed or piggy, but I was up for anything. Matt let the machine fuck me some more, giving the G time to take effect. I started to feel like all that mattered was getting my ass filled and stretched in any way possible. My hole was well lubricated by the dildo, and I was now stretching it open even more by sticking a few fingers from each hand in alongside the dildo. Matt was clearly liking what he was seeing and was varying the speed of the dildo from his remote. Matt’s phone pinged with a message, and he left the room after reading it. He had left the fuck machine on at a pretty high speed, and I was riding the wave of sensation in my ass when he returned with another guy. The new guy was named Brett. He was naked except for a cock ring that attached to a harness around his chest. He was handsome, looked to be in his 40s, and had a smooth, well-defined chest and a nice hefty cock. His cock was surrounded by a nice bush, and his balls were hanging low. Brett watched me for a while, so I decided to put on a show for him. I leaned back against the wall and lifted my legs again so that he could see the dildo plundering my ass. I spread my ass open with my hands and used my fingers to stroke alongside the dildo. Based on Brett’s cock’s reaction, he liked what he was seeing. He walked over and checked out my hole, running his fingers along the perimeter while the dildo was still fucking me. “Oh yeah, this will be fun,” he commented. Matt and Brett decided to blow some clouds while I was getting plowed. They were doing some shotgunning, too, and shared some with me. Between the slam, the booty bump, the G, and the poppers, I was up for anything. Once they were feeling good, Brett walked over to me again. His cock was leaking some precum, so I leaned forward to take him into my mouth. This put my ass at a totally new angle and let the dildo probe new areas. I groaned as I sucked in his cock. I licked and sucked him for a while until he said that he wanted to fist me. Brett handed the remote to Matt so that he could control the machine while Brett lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he told Matt to stop the machine so that we could remove the dildo. I thought he wanted me in the sling, so I moved to get up. “Nope. Stay where you are,” ordered Brett. Then, Matt moved the fuck machine out of the way, and Brett laid down on the floor, putting his hand in the air under the rim seat. “Ride my arm,” directed Brett. I was happy to obey. I lowered my ass onto his waiting hand. He had it in the duck position but had switched over to a fist. His hand was bigger than either of Matt’s, but my open ass was ready for anything. As I slid down, he twisted his fist around inside me. I kept going down, taking as much of his arm as I could. Once I bottomed out, he told me to fuck myself on his arm. I raised my ass up, and then lowered it down again. Each time that I went down on his arm, I pushed out so that I could take more of him in me. His hand felt amazing inside me. There’s always something special about taking a fist from a new guy. I looked down at Brett, and he was clearly enjoying himself too. When I was fully impaled on Brett’s arm, Matt put his hand on my shoulder to hold me in place. With his other hand, he placed the poppers under my nose. I closed the other nostril and took three deep hits. I knew things would get wild when they hit, so I grabbed the bars on either side of the rim chair and started to ride Brett’s arm. Now, I was twisting and moving around as I slid up and down on his hand. He was getting deep inside me on each down stroke, and I was letting his fist leave my ass on the up stroke. This meant that he entered my ass again and again as I was enjoying the flush from the poppers. Coupled with the T and G, my ass was needy beyond belief. I looked down and saw that a lot of fluid had leaked out of my cock. I didn’t know if I had an orgasm or if this was just a lot of precum, but it was exciting either way. The liquid was dripping through my jock and forming a puddle on the floor. Matt fed me some more poppers as I was coming down from the initial rush. Damn, my ass felt astounding! I was taking a new guy’s fist and was totally focused on the sensations inside my hole. I rode Brett for all I was worth. Eventually, I slowed down and finally just sat on his fist, lodging it deep inside me. Brett was exploring around a bit and working on my second hole. This position was not ideal for that sort of penetration, so I suggested we move back to the sling. They helped me up and walked me over to the sling. Matt had me step out of my jock. Once they got me situated, Brett sat on the chair at the base of the sling and started to massage my gape. Matt walked over to the bed and returned with a freshly filled pipe and the torch. He had me blow a few clouds, then fed some more to Brett. He, of course, smoked some more, too. Brett, meanwhile, had lubed up his hands again. He placed his fist at my hole and leaned forward to drive his hand into my ass. After all the earlier work, it went in smoothly. He opened his hand once he was deep inside and started looking for the bend that would let him go deeper. I was moaning in ecstasy as he worked over my ass and gasped when he finally moved past the curve. He kept slowly crawling his fingers forward, getting deep inside my colon. It felt amazing, and he looked excited by what he was doing. He spent a good bit of time inside my deepest areas. He would pull back, never taking his hand all the way out, before pushing back in again. He was slow and deliberate with his movements since he knew that some suction had likely built up inside me. This was a guy who knew how to use a fist on an ass! He pulled his hand all the way out after probing my colon. Now, he placed his other hand at my hole. This one was fisted, too, and it was his larger, dominant hand. My ass wrapped around his fist as it slid into me. I was flexing my ass with the pleasure that I was feeling, and my cock again pumped out a load of fluid. Matt was there to lick it up and then sucked my cock into his mouth, eking out the last few drops. Brett extracted his right hand and plunged in again with his left. He alternated hands like this for a while. At one point, he sunk one of his hands in and commanded me to snort some poppers. I was seriously fucked up at this point, and the poppers just made me piggier. Once they hit and he started pounding my ass with both hands, I was yelling for him to wreck my ass. Eventually, Brett said that he was tiring out. Matt suggested that he bring the fuck machine over to the sling, and they could watch me get fucked by it. Brett agreed, and they brought the machine to the base of the sling. A larger dildo was put on it this time, and this one had some bumps and ridges on it. It took a bit of adjustment to get it set to the best angle for fucking me, but they got it done. Once we were all satisfied with the setup, they moved back to the bed and watched me get deeply fucked by the toy on the machine. They were smoking, too, and I was happy to put on a show for them. Brett ended up sitting on Matt’s face, getting his ass rimmed while watching me get mine fucked. Then Brett said, “Damn, my husband would love this.” “Invite him over,” I replied. Matt grunted his approval, so Brett called his husband and told him to join us. While he was on the phone, he was still getting rimmed by Matt, and I was still getting plowed by the fuck machine.

It has been a while since I posted a story so here is a quicky... Another Bookstore Visit by austinsubmale I went to the adult bookstore again the other day. When I got there I chatted up the lady at the counter a bit like usual then I went into the video booth arcade. There weren't many people there, but there was a guy in one of the back booths. He was sitting on the bench stroking his dick and when I stuck my head in he told me to come in and suck his dick so I got on my knees and took his dick in my mouth and I sucked him until he shot his cum down my throat. His cum was tangy as his dick pulled back across my tongue. Then he got up and left. I went to another booth and got on my phone and opened a location based app, you probably know which one I am talking about. Pretty soon a guy messaged me and said he was on his way to the bookstore. I was excited when I saw on his profile that his status was "Positive". When he pulled into the parking log he messaged me again and asked me what booth I was in. I messaged back #7, my lucky booth. Pretty soon he came into the booth with me and we both got undressed. I was sitting on the bench and I sucked him until his dick was hard. It was much larger than the previous guy's dick. I was definitely looking forward to this. He told me to bend over against the bench and then he slid his big dick into my hole until he was balls deep. Then he pulled almost all the way back out and then back in. It felt so good. He really pumped me hard and then he got faster then stopped and I could feel his dick pulse. He held there for a while then started moving again. I could feel it rubbing my prostate. He pounded me good and then came again. He pulled out, wiped his dick on a towelette I gave him and then he left. I could still feel it in my ass as I put my clothes on and then I went to another booth, a dark one with a glory hole. I got down on my hands and knees and waited at the glory hole until a dick was pushed through. I licked the head and then sucked on it. While I was doing that a guy came into the dark booth with me. He felt my butt and I kept sucking the dick through the glory hole. Then he fingered me but I kept sucking as I felt his cock head slide up and down until it found my hole and pushed in. He fingered my ass then put his dick in, he had lubed up his fingers and my hole. It was a pretty good sized dick but it didn't hurt. He fucked me for a while then he came too, whispering in my ear to take his hot load. The guy with his dick in the glory hole also came and I swallowed it down. After that I got dressed then went to the theater room. A very thin guy was fucking a black guy with dreads on one of the back futons when I got there. He was really fucking hard and fast. I got undressed again and got down on the futon with my ass up. When the top guy pulled out he had a very long dick, probably 10"+ and it was still hard. He saw me with my ass ready and he got behind me and mounted my ass and he pawed at my man tits as he pounded me super hard and fast like the other guy. It hurt a little. He didn't last long, maybe 5 minutes before he came again, filling my hole with another load. He slapped my ass and called me a slut as he pulled out. The black guy with the dreads then got behind me and took his turn on my ass. His dick wasn't as long but it was super thick and really stretched my hole wide open. I didn't really mind but I was getting a little sore by the time he came and pulled out. My hole didn't close up right away and I could feel it leaking down my leg a little. He told me that both he and the guy who had been fucking him were poz and not on meds and I probably would be poz now too. I could still feel the charged loads in my ass all the way home. I can't wait to go again.

As usual was cruising online, horny and bored. Like any good bottom I'd recently become obsessed/addicted to bareback play. I had only recently ventured into this space and was woefully unaware of prep or any other preparations I could be taking. I was neg and slowly but surely becoming an absolute mindless cum dump. After an hour of chatting and the usual ghosting, I got an interesting message: "Hey cutie, I think I'd like to impregnate you." Silly boy, you can't get boys pregnant I thought. But he was cute, too cute, and I was horny. So I messaged him back and we got to talking. He was a few years younger (I usually go for older), had a mostly blank profile except for a nice pic of his cock and cute slim belly. His profile simply read "sluts only, I have what you want. I'll wife up the winner." I had no idea what they meant but I was horny and in heat. We shared a lot of kinks in common and he was a dom top. So I agreed we should meet and headed over to his place. Upon arrival he immediately stripped me down to my briefs. "Good boy, are you ready to give yourself up to me?". "yes please" I mumbled, voice shaky. He led me back to his bedroom and pushed me into the bed. "Good, because you can't go back now. I'm going to knock you up. Hope you're ready for multiple rounds because I need to make sure you leave here good and pregnant". I laughed and said "give me as many loads as you want, boy". For the next few hours we fucked like rabbits and ended up getting along quite well. He was funny and kind, but also strong and dominating. He knew what we wanted and was not afraid to take it. He left me dripping, sweaty, and flooded with his cum. A guy had never filled me up like this before. Never fucked me like that either. As I stood up I felt a river of cum running down my legs. He let out a little moan and smirked. "Come back tomorrow. I need to see you looking like this again. My little slut." With that he handed me a towel and showed me the door. I walked home with his cum still running down my legs, not at all hidden by my slutty girl shorts. Now dominated and bred, I was desperate for more. So as instructed I showed up the next day. And the next. By the end of that week he had probably dumped 18 loads in my little neg cunt. I was obsessed. He was about to head out for a work trip so I wouldn't see him for a few weeks. I promised on his return I'd be ready for him. You can imagine my surprise when 3 weeks later I got a call after my regular checkup. I'd been pozzed. My mind was racing. There was only one explanation, and thats when his message and his words started flashing through my head. I frantically grabbed my phone to message him - having no idea what I would say - and opened to a new message from him that simply read "did you get any good news yet? if so, come over here. I am back from my trip. If you have good news, I have a ring and 5 more loads for you." All the fear and panic slipped out of my mind. I went straight over and he did just as he promised. He proposed on one knee and then fucked me over and over and flooded me again. A year later, I am still a poz bottom slut, but I am his. And he is mine. He knocked me up for good and now I can't help but love it. I am claimed.

I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

It was a beautiful clear sunny morning before the heat set in and I was cruising down the highway headed to charge my car at the supercharger nearby. My car was loaded with canoe and camping gear to meet up with my straight buddies for a long weekend of wilderness camping. He was standing in the shade on the other side of the road with his pack on his back trying to hitch a ride in the other direction. I didn't pay much attention other than those details. A half hour later as I returned he was still there. Except now he was sitting on the gravel, his pack at his side. His thumb was out but the energy wasn't there as if he'd given up hope. I noticed he was wearing flip flops, short cut off blue jeans and a loose fitting white tee shirt . He had long curly shiny black hair, maybe braided and a full medium length black beard. As I drove past and on down the road I wondered what his story might be. I had noticed this return and increase it hitch hikers with our current hard economic times. At the next intersection it was almost as if my car put on it's own turn signal. I had soon maneuvered a 180 degree turn and was headed back to pass him once more. I slowed enough to notice he had a pleasant handsome face. At the next safe opportunity I again maneuvered a 180 turn and quickly covered the distance to pull off and offer him a ride. "Where are you headed?" "Halifax. Back home" He sheepishly smiled. This was not in my direction at all, but I didn't let on. "I'm not going that far, but I'm headed that way. Hop in if you like. " We were soon back on the road and I turned off the radio. He seemed very relaxed and talked freely. His first live in girlfriend had just kicked him out. He understood why, he'd been cheating on her from day one. He just couldn't help himself. He wondered if as a man I could understand. I shrugged 'sure ' not revealing more about my sexual orientation. Conversation continued easily, and the miles rolled by, and a couple hours had passed with me going way out of my way. I decided to take a convenience store stop and text my buddies that I'd changed my plans, I wouldn't be joining them. In my minds eye I'd take this pleasant young man a decent way along his route and find another place to back country canoe and camp solo. The heat of the day had set in and my young passenger was shirtless leaning against the hood of my car on my return. He moved to pull the tee shirt over his head when I offered. "Fuck man it's hot. Just leave that off, I'll put towels on the seats. We'll be more comfortable. " I'd removed my shirt as I spoke. I snuck glances as we returned to the highway. He was no gym bunny but a slim nicely developed young 20 something. He had a light tan and early sprout of hair at the center of his chest. This developed into a wonderful treasure trove trailing into his cutoffs. As usual I was commando and I started to chub up. If he noticed he didn't let on, especially as I subtlety tried to adjust my growing hard on. Our ongoing casual chat relaxed into an easy banter before he seemed to get a little more serious and asked if I minded if he asked some personal questions. I wondered to myself where this might be headed but casually responded, "Sure, I'm an open book." He tentatively inquired; "You're gay aren't you?" I easily laughed, "Yes. Why do you ask? Do you have questions.?" "Actually, I do." "Ask away young man. Like I said I'm an open book. " "Have you ever cheated on your partner?" Then he blurted, "Fuck that was rude, I didn't even ask if you have a partner ... sorry. " "No worries, " I assured. "I've had a couple over the years. And fuck yeah, I cheated on them. Just like they cheated on me. Then we got smarter and just opened up our relationships. " "You mean you allowed each other to have sex with other guys?" He was a bit startled. "Why not, sex is great. Why not just enjoy it wherever and with whoever it happens. " I assured. "Then it's true?" He queried "What’s true?" I questioned "That you fags are all promiscuous? Fuck sorry, rude again." He apologized. "Sticks and stones, you can't hurt me with words ... besides I'm often a flaming fag, and damn proud of it. But actually we aren't all promiscuous as you ask. Some are quite monogamous, even more so than some straight people. That's just not my crowd. Well I do have some friends like that, we just don't judge each other's choices. " "Then do you have a partner, boyfriend?" He wondered. "Not currently. " ""So are you .... what's the word .... celebrity?" His question continued. "Fuck no man. I've got a guys load in my ass as we speak. He came by to breed me this morning before I set out." I blurted this without thinking. "So you take cock up the ass? Sorry I shouldn't be so blunt. " Again his question followed by an apology. "I told you, ask away ... I'm an open book. " "Really?" "Absofuckinlutely. I'm enjoying this. At the risk of embarrassing you all this sex talk is getting me hard. " I adjusted my hard on and the head popped out above my belt line. "Fuck. My turn to apologize. " "Holy fuck man! I'm not gay but that looks huge. Can I see the rest of it? I'm really not gay. " He sputtered. "You're a guy, guys look at guys cocks. " I had already freed my 8 inch, thick erection. His eyes bulged. "You can touch it if you want. Touching doesn't make you gay. " I assured. He tentatively reached across with his pointing finger. 'Fuck man, it won't bite. Grab hold. " Slowly his fingers wrapped around and his grasp tightened. "Fuck man, that feels good." I offered He had a tentative smile, "Yeah " "Oh yeah. " I gently moaned. A drop of precum emerged at my slit. I caught it with a finger and put it to my lips. "It's true, you guys eat that fuckin shit!" He blurted. Non-pulsed I responded, "Many of us don't waste it. What are you trying to tell me? You're so straight you haven't even been curious ... haven't tasted your own cum?" Sheepishly; "I thought that would make me gay. " I thought I noticed him wiggling his ass uncomfortable and watching my face to see if I was watching his hands. I was pretty sure he needed to adjust his cock, I took a chance with my hunch. "Why don't you show me your's? I'm pretty sure with this sex talk and my hardon hanging out you've gone hard. It doesn't make you gay ... just a healthy guy." "Fuck, does it show" He wondered with embarrassment. ""Don't worry. We're just two sexually healthy guys with raging hard ons, nothing more natural than that. " I assured. "You sure you don't mind?" "I'll mind if I don't at least get a look. " "Really?" "Really " "OK, Don't touch. " and he proudly fished out a nice 7" hard on and began stocking. "Very nice." I praised He grew more confident and stroked harder. A drop of precum emerged at the slit. He looked in my eyes and with his and led my eyes back to the precum. The look in his eyes was questioning. When I didn't know what he was getting at he spoke up, "Aren't you going to taste mine?" He was almost pleading. "I thought you told me not to touch?" I was confused. "A little won't hurt, here. " He captured the drop which was starting to flow and put his finger in my mouth. "Mmmmm, I'd like more from where that came from" I admitted. "Really." Which sounded less like a question and more like an invitation. "Have you ever had a guy suck you off?" I questioned. "No, but if you did it wouldn't make me gay right?" "Right. I see a woods up ahead, do you want me to stop and suck you off behind a tree?" "You won't tell anyone will you?" "No one else needs to know. " "Do it, do me, suck me off. " There was a small lane for me to stop in. We didn't take time to find a tree. Using the car as a visual shield I took his beautiful cock deep in my mouth and he was soon moaning like a bitch in heat and spewing his sweat straight load down my more than willing throat. . To be continued

Don't you just hate looking at a profile, seeing amazing cock pics then read their a bottom. So misleading and annoying

Chapter 5 – Machine, Man, Machine In Chapters 1 through 4, I talk about a session with my friend, Matt. We’ve partied, fucked, fisted, had a few other guys over, with most everything focused on my ass. This is my birthday present from Matt, after all! The others have just left, and now I’m on the rim seat with the fuck machine plowing me from below, and Matt is checking out his phone on the bed. This new dildo is thick, but my ass is taking it easily since it was stretched open by all the other play and having had the knot dildo in me recently. At this point, I’m really enjoying the ride. Matt is checking the apps on his phone, obviously exchanging messages with someone. “OK, Rob should be here in about 20 minutes”, Matt said. “Rob, that we’ve played with before?” I asked. He nodded and told me that Rob was ready to work my ass over. Rob. He’s in his late 30s, very handsome, with short dark hair, blue eyes, and usually a sexy 5-0-clock shadow. His scruff feels great when he’s eating my ass. He’s got a nice body with a sweet coat of fur. His ass is covered in hair, and he has that sweet little triangle of hair right at the base of his spine that drives me wild. Matt and I have talked about how Rob comes close to being my ideal man. He’s also an excellent fist top and bottom. On top of all that, he has a really deep and sexy voice. Matt kept cruising the apps. When I asked why he was still looking if Rob was coming over, he told me that he wanted to have as many guys as possible use my hole today. The dildo was still being shoved in and out of my ass, but with that statement, I got a whole new shiver of excitement. Rob texted that he was at the house. Matt stopped the fuck machine and threw my crusty orange jock at me. “Put that on and get in the sling”, he demanded. I stood, pulled on the jockstrap, and climbed into the sling. My hole was gaping, and I could feel lube running down my legs when I walked over. Of course, I started probing my hole with my fingers, waiting for Matt to return with Rob. Rob walked in. He was fully naked and hard. He stopped by the head of the sling, so I slid his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a bit but knew he didn’t come for a blowjob. I was just waiting for what came next. Next, Matt walked in with his points. He had one for each of us. He started with Rob, then admined me, then took care of himself. At least, I assume he took care of himself because I was rushing, and Rob was playing with my hole. My desire for Rob’s hands was so great that I kept pushing out my ass, trying to get him to slip into me. He chuckled at my eagerness and lubed up his hands. When he did enter me, he stopped right at the entrance, twisting around to let me feel all the sensations of his hand. “Are you ready, you cheap whore” Rob snarled. I was, so I nodded my consent, and he plunged his hand into my depths. He’s done this with me a lot, so he knows the way to and through my second hole. It was clear that he had a goal in mind, which was to get through that barrier on the first thrust. I worked to clear my mind and focus on opening up for his fingers as they prodded around for the curve. Then he was through. My mind exploded in ecstasy. The slam, the hot guy fisting me, the overall depravity of the scene; it was overwhelming. I had an assgasm, soaking my jock once again with fluids. Some of it was cum, some precum, and some piss. I was shaking in the sling, which let Rob’s fingers feel all over my colon. It took me a long time to come down from the orgasm, but Rob seemed determined to make me have another soon. “Do some poppers.” I did while he kept his hand in my colon. As soon as the bottle was down, we both started movements. I was clenching and releasing my ass muscles while wiggling my ass around, and Rob was sliding in and out of my second sphincter. Damn, he was right. I quickly had another assgasm, although this one was less intense than the first. My jockstrap was soaked through with fluids now, and some was dripping onto the pads on the floor. Rob slowly withdrew his hand. He often takes the removal slowly, but today, he basically crawled out of my ass. It seemed to take forever before his knuckles were rubbing up against my prostate, causing more fluid to spew from my dick. Once he was out, he reached for the strap and took it off me. He handed it to Matt, who was standing nearby, and Matt walked it up to me. He put it over my face, with the pouch at my mouth. “Suck your juices,” he demanded. The smell and taste were phenomenal, and I eagerly licked and sucked what I could out of the jock. At the same time, Rob was back in my ass. He was using his one arm to slow fuck me, leisurely moving in and out, with each new insertion causing my hole to pulse in pleasure. Then, he pulled his hand all the way and reinserted four fingers from that hand. He put four fingers from the other hand in alongside these. He used those eight fingers to prod and open my hole. Then, he slid those eight fingers back in me, but added the thumbs this time. I groaned with expectation as I readied to take both his hands. I pulled the pouch of the jock away from my mouth, leaving it hanging around my neck. I wanted to see everything that was about to happen. He kept pushing and got one hand in, with the other following closely behind. The sense of fullness from being double-fisted is always amazing, and it was amplified to greater levels by my spun brain. I was so fucking happy to have him inside me that I pushed further, working to take those hands deeper. Rob later told me that he had never had both hands inside a guy as deep as he was inside me. It was astonishing! Rob pulled out and stood up. Matt took his place but remained standing. He slid his semi-hard cock into my gape. He wasn’t looking to fuck me; instead, he was going to give me some of his chempiss. Matt had to concentrate to get the flow going, but there was a lot once it started. He filled my ass with his T piss. I knew I’d be feeling the effects soon, especially when he shoved a butt plug in me after he pulled out. Matt walked over to the bed. Rob was already there, with the pipe and torch ready to go. He and Rob blew clouds while they watched me in the sling, plugged and getting a good infusion of chempiss. My ass was eager for more, but I wanted to keep the plug in as long as I could so that I could absorb the maximum amount of T piss. I was flexing my ass to move the plug around, and they could see it moving in my ass. “Look at that pig. His ass is hungry!” Rob commented. I hoped he would be giving me more attention soon. After they smoked out the pipe, Rob and Matt started playing with each other. Rob was massaging Matt’s hole as Matt lay there with his legs in the air. I knew how good Rob’s hands felt inside me and wondered if Matt would get the chance to experience a fisting from Rob. “Rob, it looks like Matt wants your fist in him,” I suggested. “Yeah, maybe we should put him in the sling for a while. What do you think?” With the plug still holding the piss inside me, I climbed out of the sling and gestured to Matt that he should get in. “I want you watching while you’re getting fucked, too,” said Matt. Before he got into the sling, he brought the rim seat and fuck machine over near the base of the sling. He was making sure I had a great view of his ass while I was getting plowed by the machine. Then, just before we settled in, Rob had an idea. He held up the knot dildo and asked me if I could take it in the fuck machine. At this point, my ass was ready for anything, so I agreed to use it on the machine. The knot would pass into my ass once, but I’d keep it inside after that, letting it move back and forth inside me. Rob pulled the plug out of my ass, and I was happy to see that very little piss dribbled out. I had absorbed most of it. Then, we removed the old dildo from the fuck machine, put the knot dildo in its place, lubed it up, and I sat on it. The tip went in easily, then I hit the knot. This time, all it took was a little additional push for it to penetrate my hole. Fuck, this thing always feels amazing! Matt handed me the remote and made sure poppers were nearby for me. There was another bottle on a table by the sling for him. Matt crawled into the sling and spread his legs wide to get his feet into the stirrups. Seeing my friend’s hairy hole spread open while I was riding the knot was sexy and stimulating. I was flying from the new infusion of T, and increased the speed of the machine. Once Rob lubed up his hands and started to work on Matt’s hole, I was in a sexual frenzy. With the drugs in my system, the knot in my ass, and the sight before me, I was one happy pig. As Rob slid his hand into Matt, I took a deep hit of poppers and sank down further on the knot dildo. Matt’s rim seat has straps that can be moved to the side instead of a rigid seat, so I spread them out, lowering my ass on the toy. I groaned as it penetrated deeper and looked up at Matt. He was grinning and moaning himself, enjoying the hand in his ass. I kept the machine at the same speed and depth for a while, focused more on watching Rob fist Matt. Rob is an excellent top with a great sense of intuition when he’s inside a guy. I could see that he was navigating the twists and turns of Matt’s ass, driving deeper and deeper into his core. Rob had progressed to the point where he was alternating fists on Matt’s hole. First, the left, then the right, then the left. Matt loved the ride, and his hairy hole was staying nicely opened between his hands. “We should do some poppers,” I said to Matt. He and I both picked up a bottle. Rob shoved a hand in Matt’s ass and held it in place while we both sniffed from our bottle. Then, Rob went back to fisting Matt, going faster this time. Matt was groaning, I was groaning and I was loving it all. While Matt was still on the poppers high, Rob shoved the fingers of one hand in alongside his arm, which was deeply embedded in Matt’s ass. He used those fingers to circle Matt’s hole, expanding it and sending Matt into a frenzy. I had increased the speed of the dildo again and was enjoying its penetration while watching the sexy scene in front of me. As Rob prepared to go wider, I slowed the dildo to a stop. It was deep inside me, and I could flex my ass to send shock waves through my ass, but the motion was getting to be too much. Once I could focus again, I discovered that I could reach Rob’s ass with my right hand if I leaned forward in the rim chair. Rob was startled when he first felt my hand on his ass, but then he moved back to give me better access to his ass and hole. I circled around his hairy hole as he was prepping to give Matt a double fist. My goal wasn’t to distract him too much, but I wanted to treat his hole to a little pleasure, too. Rob slid his second hand in alongside the other, penetrating Matt with both of his hands. Matt’s eyes showed his pleasure at being so well fucked. But he couldn’t take too much and asked Rob to go back to a single hand. When Rob was situated with one hand fucking Matt, I stuck a finger, then two, into Rob’s ass. The knot was still deep in my ass, and my movements to stimulate Rob’s ass also stimulated mine. I wanted another ride, so I pulled out of Rob’s ass, raised myself off the dildo, added more lube, sat down on it again, and started the machine at a slow, steady pace. Then, I went back, this time with better-lubed fingers, and shoved three of them in his ass. He arched his back when I did this, looked back at me, and grinned. He was still fisting Matt. Now, we all had something in our ass and were all enjoying our time together. We fucked around like this for a while until Rob said that he needed to get up. He pulled out of Matt’s ass, leaving behind a beautiful gape, and I removed my fingers from his ass. Matt was resting in the sling, and I decided to get off the fuck machine too. Rob and I went over to the bed and stretched out on it. Matt came over to join us after a while, and we decided to take a refreshment break and take it from there.

Your doctor works for YOU! You (or your insurance which you own) pays THEM. You are there for treatment recommendations and advice. Advice is NOT a directive. Recommended treatments are also not the final answer because there are options. It is ultimately up to YOU to make sure you have ALL options and advice for YOU to make the appropriate treatment decision for YOURSELF with a doctor that will work with YOU! As your contracted employee, if your doctor is not working to your expectations, have a discussion with them with what you expect from them. Treat them as the employee they are. If they are not cooperative, fire them. First, you can definitely ask them if they can recommend a physician that will work with you and your expectations. Then, yes, use the term "You are fired." or "I no longer need your services." And give them an honest reason. If they give you any sh*t, walk away without comment and report them to the licensing board. I wonder if she would tell a sports professional in a risky sport (car racing, skydiver, etc.) that they should change their career/hobby/lifestyle or they will definitely die? And I wonder what she would expect their reaction to be. Doctors are far from being gods or judges.

The rattling from the sling's chain echoed throughout the room when I made my way back. Vinny and Jonas sat on the couch while going through their phones. Vinny stopped me. "No fun if the bitch is nervous and screaming. We don't want the feds to knock our door. Should we shut him up?" "Only if he wants to. I know what to do" Unattended, he was pleading with doubts, gripping onto the chains futilely while trying his best to suppress the moans caused by the clouds. "Hey...please...I don't know if I want this...oh sh-sh-shit...please where are you guys...oh" The panic subsided when I crouched down to comfort Rowan. I could see his startled expression more clearly as we were level, face to face. I pulled the mask off again and held onto his chin. "Kinda scared you there did we? Listen, we're not going to do anything unless you're okay with it. See how we took a pause? Do you want to stop? I can take you down if you want to. Do you?" Despite dabbling in all kinds of kinks, I could never call myself a sadist. I looked into Rowan's glossy eyes with sympathy traced with slight as I nod. My thumb brush onto his lower lip while my other hand held the back of his neck. It was the first time he felt my coarse hands in contact with his skin. He was starting to burn up. He turned quiet and followed my nod. The last time we were this close was 20 years ago. Who called the shots now? "Are you sure? You're not afraid of me right? Don't worry, I don't hold grudges Rowan" "Y-y-yeah. No wait - who that was, that wasn't me, that really wasn't uhh" Sometimes I forget that tolerance is built and that this was Rowan's first rodeo with Ms. Turner. His words were now running into each other. "You don't have to explain. Water under the bridge and all that. I just want you to be sure that you're okay with this. Once I call the boys back, there's no turning back. Do you feel good? Do you want this to go on?" "Yes. Please. And M-m-mark, I am s-so so.." My palm squeezed his jaw to shut it. "No no, don't even think about it, okay?" I rose to look down on him. "Don't apologize... just tell us that you'll let us do whatever we want. Can you? You have to mean it" I saw Vinny and Jonas approaching. Vinny held his phone up. Jonas came up to whisper that he had forgotten to take out the plug they had left in him. The plug, to which he then informed was covered in a special dusT. No surprise that the bitch was beginning to boil. Jonas got closer to him. "Can you Rowan? We thought we were going to have fun" He was now relaxed, hands liberated in the air. A different wave had engulfed him. The gas mask was off. In his best attempt, he verbalized. "Yes. Do it" "Are you sure?" "Yes!" "You don't sound confident..." "Do it, do whatever you want, I need it! Fuck dude just g-g-go for it nowww ahhh" His breaths were heavier and the sweat started to form. Excellent progress. Vinny had it all recorded. "Good. If you say so then..." The 3 of us surrounded him, looking at each other in agreement. A ball gag was strapped into his mouth. I looked down to him again and grinned. "No turning back" His eyes shot - in anticipation this time rather than angst. The hidden lust had revealed itself. I briefly left the boys to continue what they had started. I took Jonas' phone and compared it to mine. Vinny's was mounted onto the sling, still recording. 11 new messages in Jonas', 19 in mine. His - "Spun twink to be pimped into a cumdump. No loads refused & few limits." Mine - "Inexperienced twink needs cumdump lessons. Pnp avail w/ $. Free if poz unmedicated" Combined, I scanned through the guys to check their status and replied to 10 who were positive. 3 weren't on meds. It was half past 1 and the first one would arrive after 2. After confirming, I returned to the sling to find Rowan blindfolded with both Vinny and Jonas on the opposite side. Vinny continued to stretch him with more dildos while Jonas was tightening a pair of nipple suctions on him. His slender body tightened at the pain from both ends, barely outlining his abs and the rest of his muscles. He did his best to contain his screams. After the 7th or 8th dildo, Vinny plugged him back again with more dusT. A refill was due he exclaimed. "How bout that Mark? Is this the same bully back in high school?" There he was, bounded and blind - paralyzed. The only movement made was the heavy iron plug held by his hole. In it goes as he inhaled, and a out as he exhaled. I took out the gag, cupping his dripping saliva back in. He panted heavily again. "Is this what you want?" "Yes..." "Does it feel god" "Fuckk yess..." "How often do you get fucked Rowan? "I-I-I don't know.... not often...are you going to fuck me now please.. I want you to fuck me please" "Do you use condoms.." "Yeah can you use one. Can y-y-you.." "I don't think we can. Is that okay?" "But condoms...need...clean.." "We don't wear rubber. We can stop now if you want." "No don't...please... just fuck me. No condoms. Okay" Vinny shouted, "Are you sure? That's what you want?" A loud Yes was all he could shout. The ball gag was returned shortly after. Then, just in time the buzzer rang. Jonas clicked on the intercom and announced to the room. "Looks like we have company. Tonight's your lucky night Rowan. Aren't you glad that you and Mark go way back?" Through the gag we could a slurred "Uhuh" The door opened to 2 men in their mid 40s to 50s. Both rugged bear type at 5'9 and 6'0 respectively. It seemed that they were together. The shorter but older one was hairier & had a tight black tanktop with jeans whereas his companion in meshed shorts & a football jersey. "I brought a friend. We're both off meds & he hasn't blown his load in 2 months. I thought of keeping this on him til a 3rd month but we can never turn down a chance to recharge a bitch" His taller friend pulled down his pants to show his balls in a chastity cage. It was massive from the skin protruding out of the metal linings. "Do you want to do the honour?" The short bear held the key out to Jonas who smiled and picked it up. He grabbed the tall bear's balls and went in for a kiss. The jersey was pulled off and still grabbing onto his caged balls, Jonas lead him to the sling. Once they reached Rowan, the padlock was released. It was soft, thick and heavy even sans cage. Jonas then remarked. "It's not a recharge. It's an actual charge. This bitch is neg" Immediately, the cock that had been caged seconds ago sprung itself upwards. It was as big as an can of Arizona Tea. The initial imprints on his shaft from the metal constrictions disappeared as his balls churned the long awaited load. I remained by Rowan's head and noticed him getting closer. It was my cue to take the gag off. Again a stream of drool which I lather onto the huge cock that was about to go into his mouth. I couldn't resist myself from holding it, jerking it momentarily. The sound of Rowan's breathing filled the room. I got down to ask if he was ready for his first cock of the night. An automatic yes. "It's not mine, Vinny's nor Jonas'. Are you sure?" A short pause. "Yes. I-I don't care. Please do it" I looked up to the tall bear while jerking his cock. "There you have it, man. Want some clouds while he's at it?" Rowan struggled at the first few inches, almost choking. When the bear repositioned himself, he thrusted forward again, deepthroating Rowan entirely. Rowan could breathe more this time. He learned quick. As it went in and out, I lit a pipe and shotgunned with the bear, making out in between. Jonas took Vinny's place in working with the hole. He pulled the plug out to reveal the hole blooming and primed. Rowan flinched when the plug expelled. A tunnel was now plugged. The bear pulled his shaft out and grabbed his neck, spitting on him. He seemed to relish in his degradation. "Don't bite bitch" His throat was invaded again with an increasing pace by the bear who I continued to caress and shotgun. "Fuck, that's a lot of precum" When he exited again for good, he made sure to hold Rowan's head upwards. "Swallow it. Tell me how my load taste bitch." "Oh Y-yeah..." In a gulp he swallowed it all. I stared at the bear's cock, still leaking precum and got down to savour some, giving it a quick suck while I can. "Fuck, you should be on that sling, not him" "Once upon a time I was." We hear Jonas snapped his finger. "Time's ticking fellas. Are we going to give this bitch our gift or not?" The bear went to where Jonas was. He played with the tunnel and pulled it out, causing Jonas to squirm. He got down to rim for a while - not as long as he had his cock in his mouth. He got up to rub his hands around Rowan's suspended legs before he began. His cock was brushing on his moist hole and Rowan held onto the chains again, eager for his entrance. A series of Please came out of him. It was pathetic to see him in this state, especially with the bear being a real tease. "Did they tell you how luck you were to get this load?" Rowan nodded. "How charged up it is? One fucking month bitch..." A confused look. "Oh you don't know what I mean... don't you worry.." "J-just fuck me please" "I will... I will...just relax. You're breathing too loud" The bear lightly massaged him, calming him down. There was a short silence after that Rowan mistakenly thought was a break. An error on his end as the bear thrust himself into Rowan in one go, entering him completely. Rowan was unable to scream any more. His pitch broke as he could only afford to hold himself onto the sling while the gargantuan bear fuck him relentlessly. Just whimpers were heard. In spite of all this, Rowan was in heaven. Not once did he deny himself. As the bear found his pace, Rowan moaned more, begging him to not stop. Finally, the bear looked up to tell us he was close then back to Rowan to tell him too. "At this point, you're already filled up with my precum, but I'm not done yet. Almost though" Rowan, still listening, was lost in a trance. "It's not just me, my friend over there's next. Then who knows? But I'm so glad that I'm first" Their eyes were fixed onto each other and Rowan, nonverbal already, nodded. "Here it is bitch - your first poz load. Fuck!" From Vinny's phone, you can see the bear coming into Rowan for quiet some time. Ropes after ropes jetted into him. His balls contracted in expulsion. The bear groaned with an intense force that held our attention for as long as until he was done. Rowan was drenched in a layer of sweat. A smile of relief and satisfaction formed on his face while the bear was still holding on to him. I informed Rowan after. "One down, nine to go" Rowan spoke for the first time in a while. "Thank you"

I had a frustrating experience with cock blocking a few weeks ago and I can add a new type then. I was having a good night as a bottom in the darkroom taking load after load from sexy guys with an audience. This unattractive older man starts fucking me, I think fine he’ll get his turn. Then the fucking goes on for a while… and a while… until I tap out since it was just not exciting anymore. I then go back to the darkroom after having a water and cooling off for 20 min and guess who immediately swoops in? I asked him “are you going to cum?” And he replies “It can take ten minutes it can take one hour” and I brush him off with a no thanks and move on. Then guess who is watching and tries to fuck me every time someone pulled out? lol what do we call this type: The not-gonna-cum-so-nobody-else-can-cum-in-you guy? 😂😬

Hooked up with this sexy boy I met on AssPig. He's a 30ish cubby guy with a sexy little belly and a big furry ass (I love a big ass). His cunt is GREEDY and he's into daddy/boy stuff which really turns me on. We got undressed and made out a bit, then got down to business. He was wearing a sexy nasty pig jock and quickly got on his hands and knees and presented his amazing furry hole to me. We had a great time. His ass opened up quickly. He's a width and not depth person and I really enjoyed opening him up. I have pretty small hands so I was able to get inside his cunt really quickly. He just sucked my hands in and I was able to open him up pretty wide, so his hole was gaping when I pulled my hand out to switch to the other one. We played for about an hour and I was almost able to get both hands in him at the same time. I also had fun fucking him. Amazing how his loose hole felt. He decided he needed a break, so I wiped off my hands and gave him my load. A really fun playmate. Nice boy, great hole.

Bottoms show dicks. Tops their ass. Men are idiots. lol

Although I had a great time at the sauna last weekend, there were a few cock blockers who were really annoying. One was a guy who stood in the open doorway of a glory hole cubicle, meaning no one could come in and actually do anything with guys either side. Two other guys (one in particular who is a younger guy) were in the darkroom. On a few occasions I was starting to play with guys with big hard cocks, when these other guys forced themselves into the action and, being younger and fitter, ultimately managed to get the guy. One of them literally pushed me out of the way. I made my thoughts known, but if it happens again I'm really going to make an example of the guy/s. So fucking annoying, rude and unnecessary.

For starters, his claim that Obama was born in Kenya and his birth certificate was faked. Or any one of many thousands of other lies the lying liar from Queens has uttered, when he's not rambling incoherently about jumping from a sinking electric boat into shark infested waters after dinner with Hannibal Lecter.

lol…I’ve had a friend who opened his suitcase when he got to his hotel. The “your bag has been opened and searched by TSA” was wrapped around one of his dildoes!

Ooooh! Socialism! The scary boogie man! Socialism! Gee! Everybody hates socialism until you’re standing on your rooftop watching the flood waters rise. Or until your house is burning and you’re hoping the fire department will come. Or someone is stealing your car and you need the police. Hell, I’ll bet you bank at an FDIC facility. I’ll bet you walk on public sidewalks and drive on public roads, and if you like to cruise for your thrills I’ll even bet you use a public park. But wow! Socialism sure is scary!

i'm proud of Biden's decision to leave the race. i do not think it was a cut and dried decision. The fact that He stayed the course as long as He did speaks to His character and strength. His choice to drop out equally speaks to His character and strength. i believe He set His ego aside for the good of the country, yet another sharp contrast to His opponent. i'm also encouraged by the part members of the democratic party played in making the change happen. To me, Biden clearly has the intelligence and background to be president. Just as clearly is His (admitted) frailty. We're talking about one of the hardest, most demanding jobs on earth, a four year marathon. i don't doubt Biden's ability to do the job today, i was less confident about His ability to strongly carry the burdens of this country for another four years. i was fully prepared to vote for the Biden administration. Aging presidents with health issues is nothing new to the highest office in the country. Off the cuff, FDR and Ronald Regan come to mind. Both were in decline the last couple of years of their presidency. Our country survived both, and would likely have survived any issues Biden might have faced. It's time for Trump to do the same, to step down for the same reasons and more. But, of course, that's not going to happen. From where i sit, Trump is, and always has been, all about his ego and wanting power. i don't believe the good of the country has never been his concern. i also do not see the same strength of character or resolve in the republican party. There were members wanting and pressuring Trump to step down, but they clearly did not have the strength or resolve to make it happen. The power structure that supports Trump scares me even more than Trump. Trump wants power and to have his ego stroked, the power structure supporting him wants Project 2025, not Trump.

"Nasty bug chasing pig!" He yelled at me, pulling out and slamming back in. I groaned in pleasure as he did it again and again. It was all I could do to hold my position and not let him push me away. "Thank you, Sir," I moaned back to him as he jack hammered my bloodied cunt. I picked his phone up again to look at the picture he'd took, before turning it around and taking another. This time I took a selfie, lifting it high and getting Sir's torso in the frame. I looked great, washed out and blue from the poppers and smeared with blood over my back. I could see red starting to spread up my cheeks and up Sir's crotch. My dick couldn't get any harder, even if I tried. Deciding to help, I dropped the phone and my face into the bed and reached both my hands back. I grabbed my wet cheeks and pulled them apart, helping Sir open my hole just a little further. "Fuck yeah, boy. Stretch that cunt," was all he said as he continued to fuck me hard. He spat and I heard it land, but I didn't feel it. I lay still for a short while, accepting the fuck he was giving my hole and moaning throughout. I realised I could lie there forever, enjoying his thick dick and knowing he was knocking me up. "Ride me, pig," he ordered and pulled out. He climbed on the bed, arranged pillows for himself and waited for me to get on top of him. His dick was still red and now so were his balls and up to his muscular V. His hard fucking must have spread it out. I wondered how my hole looked. I brought my hands up and saw my fingers covered in my own blood, too. As I moved on my knees to my top, I could help but grab my dick and give it a few pumps. I was so turned on and I was still a little shocked that I was enjoying such a rough fuck and bleeding on a poz cock. I lifted a leg over his waist, used his chest to steady myself and lined his dick up with my hole again. I sank slowly down to his balls, both of us moaning our delight. I shifted my legs up and my feet forward, ready to ride and noticed that I'd left red streaks where my fingers had dragged down his chest. Once again I started pumping my dick as I started riding his. I realised I'd made my own dick bloody and decided to go all in. I moved both my hands to my ass cheeks and purposefully swirled them around, covering them. I moved one back to my dick, painting my member and my balls red, while I used the other to trace his biohazard. Once I was satisfied, I did it again to both our nipples and then I put two handprints on his chest. "You're a nasty pig, boy. I can't believe you're smearing us both with your bloody cunt. Nasty little pig!" He was thrusting up into me, meeting my equally forceful ride. "Don't stop, boy! We look amazing right now!" "You turn me on so much, Sir. Thank you for this. Thank you for everything," I told him. I lavished praise on him, while we fucked. I told him how good his dick made me feel, how his body turned me on, how good looking he was. I met his thrusts with enthusiasm, trying to work him to orgasm. I realised he'd been rubbing his fingers at my hole whilst I'd been talking and then rubbing his hands up and over me. As I looked down at myself, I had red marks all over my chest. "Fuck, Sir. I'm red all over," I panted. "Yeah, boy. You look great," he said with a grin. "Will you cum in me?" I pleaded. "Of course, boy. Do you want my load right now? Wanna get your split hole pozzed?" "Yes, Sir! Please poz me! I'm ready, put your toxic load in me!" I begged. "I hope you are ready, pig. You're bleeding and I'm not on meds. You're sure to get it, boy. Are you sure you want it? Last chance," he said, speeding up his thrusts. Before I could reply to him, he had pulled me down to his chest and flipped me over without letting his dick slip out of me. I yelped a little before grabbing the backs of my knees and relaxing my hole again. From this angle he started hitting my prostate with his deep thrusting and I made a noise each time his dick brushed against it. "Don't stop, Sir. Don't stop," I pleaded. All I could do was watch as he pounded my cunt, making small drops of blood fly up, speckling us both with fresh droplets. "You're gonna get it, boy. You're gonna get pozzed. I'm gonna fucking poz you. I'm cumming," he roared. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," and he finally stopped his motion, sliding balls deep and lying on top of me. I let go of my legs, clamped them to the sides of his torso and moved my arms to embrace him. I didn't ever want to move.

Never understood why bottoms show off their cocks as their main pic. I don’t mind seeing their cock, but it shouldn’t be the main focus if they’re a bottom.

I needed to take a quick piss on the way to a job the other day. I stopped at a toilet block that seems to often have a few guys there. I walked in and there were two guys at the long steel wall urinal, so I went into a cubicle to take a leak. On my way out to wash my hands, I saw the one of the guys was still at the urinal. So I stopped and looked at him for a moment. He turned around and flashed his cock while stroking it. I walked over to the urinal and hauled my half hard cock out. The guy bent down and throated my cock. I was not up to doing any thing in the open, so I pointed to a cubicle and we went in. He went to town sucking, he had his pants around his ankles so I fingered his ass. He got off my cock and looked at me with a "fuck my hole" expression. So I turned him around and spat on his hole and rimmed his hole with my cock head. He was into it, I pushed in and started at a gentle pace. And then I just wanted to cum, so I sped up and just went to town. I was done in about 30 seconds, zipped up, washed my hands and I got on with my day.

Any hung guys wanna bb me, please DM

I love that feeling of cum running down the insides of my legs when I walk around after an anonymous breeding.

Damn….. very hot ….. like pozzing in book stores…. Anonym breeding by thin , wasted looking old trolls. Turn me on…. please forward this story!

I just had an experience with “message guy” a few weeks ago. This you get cute white jock comes to the cruising spot and we start talking. Message guy comes up and asks “am Interrupting?” I said not at all. So message guy whisks him away. Jock guy asked if i wanted to come along, I politely declined. After about 30 minutes. Message guys is still doing his thing. Jock guys has this “save me” look in his eyes, so I go over, and jock starts to give me head. I rub his ass and head that whimpering every top loves to hear. Long story short, it turns into a full on orgy with message guy standing there to the side with his cock in his pants about to explode. He still to prideful to participate, and he’s full of anger, but it’s so hot, he has to watch. Here we are doing whatever to this hottie and he’s sitting there with his hard dick in pants on some “I’m too hot for this” attitude. The whole thing was hilarious.

If I’m sucking dick I want him balls deep cumming down my throat.

There's some of the bait-and-switch, for sure, but that's certainly not all of it. Let's be real, on some sites nothing but a cock pic gets any traction at all. I think sometimes guys learn that lesson and think it's the same on every site and app and, in some locations, maybe it is. We all try and learn what works through experimentation and iteration. I've ditched these cock-gazing sites as they are primarily old technology and the user base is more about getting imagery for their wank back than hooking up. OP, I don't think all these guys are intentionally doing a bait and switch. I think at least some of them learned what works on legacy sites and they are mentally stuck there. I tried going with no cock pic on Sniffies, but then everyone wanted to see one before getting together. So, I put up a cock pic and, then even though my main profile pic is my ass full of dick and the others are two hungry ass pics and my profile clearly says "Submissive Bottom", I still got guys asking me to fuck them. Sigh. Then I tried a caged cock pic to send the message that I wasn't going to be topping anyone, but that reduced and narrowed the guys who I connected with unacceptably. In the end I deleted the hard cock pic, found one that was semi-hard, and put that on my profile to satisfy the tops who need to know what you're packing (either for a fetish or insecurity), and a head-fake to the zero reading comprehension crowd that my dick isn't going in their ass. In the end, it's all wishful, or more accurately, dick-ful or ass-ful thinking. No matter how diligent you are about representing yourself accurately, someone is going to be so single-minded about what they want that they completely ignore what you want and project their needs onto you. P.s. On tops with ass pics, put me in the 100% support column. I absolutely love hot-assed top men, so seeing an ass pic on a top's profile totally works for me. It's one of the things that encourages me to contact them. Not everything is strict position signaling. Sometimes tops just have hot asses that bottoms love to grab and pull into them while we're fucking.

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Many of Trump's circle are a "bad joke". Yet he welcomes them and lets them help set policy because he doesn't personally give a fuck about anything except himself and what he can get for himself via the presidency. Which is why so many horrible people ended up in high places working for him last time, and why (if he gets in again) many more will.

Sunday afternoon, i went out to a local bar with a back patio that you can get naked. Was joined by my husband and our visiting friend. Once I got my drink I headed out back to a covered alcove with wooden benches and tables on the patio of the bar. After I did a loop hubby ordered me to suck the cock of an average older daddy. He was early 50's average dadbod white gotee with a wedding ring and short salt and pepper hair. He was sitting on one of the tables easy access for me to bend over and suck his cock. It was average cut 6 inch never really got fully hard but was nice to suck on for a while until I got overheated and needed to take a break and get some AC. Went into the bar to finish my beer, after cooling off I went into the bathroom to piss. The bathroom is just a sink and an open toilet right next to it but it's big enough room to get 5 people in to fuck. As I stepped up to piss a cute daddybear was washing his hands. I gave him a compliment and he started to rub my butt which was exposed from the pants sag. My cock instantly got hard and soon enough we start making out. He was a cute older daddybear prolly mid50's hairy belly, white gotee and bald head about 5'9 240lbs perfectly shaped beefy fat bubba, he had a 6inch average cut cock with a huge mushroom head. After I nice Makeout session I got on my knees and started blowing him, he started to make noises like he was a bout to cum. So I stopped and stood up to give him a chance to slow down. After we made out for a while. I bent over in front of the mirror so I can watch him pound my hole. He was quick but did mange to fuck me hard for a little under 2 minutes before unloading what he said was a 3 day load into my hole. I thanked him and made my way out to the patio. A new daddy had arrived from when I was in the bathroom, he was standing and smoking a cigarette with his pants down sporting a 7 inch curved cock. I gave him a nod and he nodded back next thing I know I'm on my knees. This daddy was prolly early 60s short white hair, and two days gruff on his face. He had an average white man body and looked like he worked construction with jeans and boots on with gruff hands. The cock curve fit perfectly down my throat and after sucking him for a while he wanted to taste mine. So I stood up and let him get a taste of of my 7in cut cock as he bent over. He was mediocre at best and he would have never gotten me off with his mouth. But he did have a nice ass that I was I could have fucked. He came up for air and we started to kiss. His cock was rock hard so I bent over leaning on the fence and he proceeded to fuck me, went slow at first but started to really get into it once he realized I was opened up. He would speed up and slow down to keep from getting overheated. I think once I told him I had a load inside me already he really went to town and it wasn't long after that he blew his load in my hole. I needed another beer and to get more AC so to the bar I went. As I was getting ready to go back outside in walked a fuck buddy friend of mine. He is a short military daddy 50 5'7 200lbs Bald head, and no hair on his body :(, but has a thick 8inch thick cut cock that never goes soft and he loves fucking outside with people watching and he is also Poz. He gets a drink and heads to the bathroom where I join him. Intense making out leads to both of us naked taking turns sucking. His huge cock is fun to suck I take it down all the way and do so for a couple minutes. He picks me up and bends me over and proceeds to pound my hole hard as I'm bent over watching him in the mirror. When I begged him to load my ass up with his dirty load it needs charged up he lost control and gave me load 3 of the day. We continued to make out and before I knew it I was laying on the covered toilet with my legs in the air. I'm a big guy but I'm very flexible, he is the perfect height to fuck me there, as I grab his nipples. He gets into a nice rhythm until my husbear walks in and starts to make out with him from behind. Husbear orders him to pound my hole and breed it. I once again beg him to breed me and add your load to the two other random guys. That sent him over the edge and he pumped load number two with my husbear watching. We all got another beer and chatted, before my fuckbuddy said he wanted me to try and suck another load. We all go back out to the benches/tables, and got naked, husbear got occupied sucking our friend, and I was sucking my fuck daddy friend right next to him, before I know I've turn around and riding my friend. I did that for a while and ended up getting on my back on the table he starts really pounding my hole, at the same time a average 50s daddy with a colored black beard stuck his 5 inch cock in my face. Watching me getting spit roasted must have sent my friend over the edge as he blew load 3 inside me. He stayed in place and continued to fuck as beard daddy shot his load on my face. My husbear was once again behind my fuck daddy friend and encouraging him to give me number 4. Husbear started fingering his hole and making out with him. My friend picked up the pace and soon enough was loading me up again with another poz load. At that point my friend sat down on the bench and like any good cumdump I bent over and licked up the cum. At that point a bystander just decided to stick his cock in my hole. Didn't see who it was until after he bred my hole. But my husbear was encouraging him so I just went with it. It was a late 50s Latin guy wearing a hat average construction type, was a quick pump must have enjoyed the show cause 30 secs he was yelling out and breeding my hole. At this point my daddy friend was spent and started to get dressed. But I saw another fuck buddy that had shown up he watched and jerked off to the whole thing. My other fuck buddy was 62, 6'2 210lbs dad bod, the perfect busy salt and pepper brown stache and 5 inches, I walk over and pushes me to my knees. He was close cause shortly after I got it in my mouth he was blowing. Not bad for a Sunday afternoon.

“Dear Mr. Vernon, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us — in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club” 😉

today's session with various bottles of poppers and some ff porn

Chapter 5 FOURTEEN HOURS LATER He kept his promise. Earl didn't just use me as his sex toy, he used me as furniture. If he needed to cum, he bent me over and drained his balls deep in my ass. If he needed to piss (Earl drank a lot of beer), he grabbed my chin and forced my mouth open. If he wanted a seat, he always sat on my face. It was hypnotizing. The smell of sweat, musk, and sex around his hole made me light-headed. He'd split me open. His fat cock had drilled me so many times, it stopped tightening. I would look at myself in the mirror and watch the cum leak out of my gaping, throbbing hole. He even came in and made me eat it off his fingers. I never imagined someone was could treat people so brutally. Knowing he had done it before turned me on even more. His dick brainwashed me, and he could tell. He kept pushing boundaries. At one point, after he pulled the tip of his throbbing cock out of my ass, he lifted his arm up. "It's not big enough. I wanna fuck your hole up forever. I don't want you to take another dick without thinking about me." He spat on my hole again. He joined the fingers of his hand together and pushed even harder. I felt a warm, radiating pleasure go deeper and deeper inside me. "None of my cum leaks out of you. I'm pushing it all the way inside you, fag boy." I nodded my head in obedience. He saw how weak I was in that moment and took advantage of it. "Boy," he said in a growling voice as I felt his knuckles at least a foot deep in my guts. "Ask me what my tattoo means. My biohazard symbol." I had been wondering about that. I knew his dick was dangerous when I saw it, but I didn't think there was any deeper meaning that that. "Sir... what does your biohazard symbol mean? He grinned like the Devil and stared at me. "It means I'm going to fuck you up for life, kiddo. I'm gonna turn you into a whore forever. I'm going to give you the gift of freedom. You'll never be stuck with a limp-dicked boyfriend again, babyboy. You'll be a perverted slut like me for the rest of your life." I could feel his elbow on my ring. It felt like it was working its way into my brain. "I'm poz. I've been off my meds for ten years." I'd been in ecstasy before now, but I started to shudder. He had HIV? That horrible disease? The reason my boyfriend wore condoms? I thought about what he said more. A whore forever? I'd been his whore the whole day and I'd never felt so good... "You... came in me..." Was I gonna be like him? Would this make me his toy forever? "I did, babyboy," he said. "I'm working it deep in you right now. So there's no doubt. I'm gonna breed you, boy." I was paralyzed with fear and excitement. This was the peak of my degenerate urges. This was my ticket to a lifetime of satisfying my darkest desires. I would be in pure bliss, forever. My rapist, the sex offender who kidnapped and used me like a fleshlight for almost a full day, would be able to make me a whore for life. I couldn't resist. I wasn't strong enough. I reached my arms forward and grabbed his arms, pulling him closer. "Cum in me more, sir. You'll have more to work in with that big, strong arm of yours. Knock me up. Make me your evil young slut forever." His dick got hard in a second. He jumped on me, putting his hands around my throat and pulling my hole onto his cock. He didn't move his hips. He literally used me like a fleshlight. "Good boy," he whispered into my ear. He came ropes inside me twice in fifteen minutes, and then again on the couch after an hour. TBC

While Im pretty sure that I have encountered all the types of blockers, these to be the ones I run into the most. "The handcuffer" Is usually someone in my circle or my friends circle that I really like (unless I'm super horny and my choices are slim) and we either had a friendly fuck or we got close to fucking and didn't. When that person comes around they all over hovering not realizing that is 1000% a turn off and making sure even high or super horny they'll never get again, these dudes are super clingy. The Stooge is always talking about he ain't shit (in reference to somebody i'm fucking they know), or quick to tell me if the person is married, dating or fucking someone else like i'm jump on his dyck if he runs down the guy i'm fucking. This has sadly worked in the past, just to the point of ending things with guys, but their disappointed when I still don't want them...hating is such a turn off. Message guy reminds me of "nice guys", they act nice but are really assholes, they act surprised when you don't wanna fuck them because their creeps. (There are so many of these dudes out here)

We definitely have a problem with cockoos. When 2 of them do engage and force someone out of a doorless nook, they are usually perpetual foreplayers that commandeer the space for a couple of hours never going beyond kissing and playing with each other's tits.

As a botom, there have been times I have taken cock raw then had second thoughts and asked the top not to cum inside me. Only once has the top listened to my request - if a bottom lets it in bare he should be prepared from that moment on to get bred.