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Thank you again for your nice comments and patience. We went back to making dinner. I bent down and licked the precum I had leaked on the floor which was more than I thought. We finally sat down and ate dinner. It was difficult sitting with the plug up my ass. "You will get used to the feel of the plug in your pussy" he said smiling "It feels a bit uncomfortable and its right against my prostate" I said. My cock was also hard and leaking. He looked over and grabbed my cock and gave it a few tugs. I moaned and pushed towards his hand. Then he wiped my cock of all the precum and stuck it in my fingers and I licked it clean. We ate dinner and talked about work and maybe taking a vacation together after I get knocked up. I started to get used to the plug while sitting down but it did keep me aroused. Also walking aroused also started to feel good to me. We finished eating dinner and I cleaned the kitchen while Rick went to go relax on the couch and watch TV. When I was done I joined him on the couch and we watched TV. I moved around a bit to find a comfortable position with the plug in me. Sitting a little on my side helped. It had been a long day and as we were watching TV I fell asleep. I started to feel wet on my leg and then woke up. Rick was playing with the butt plug teasing my hole and my cock was leaking a lot of precum. Without saying a word, he pulled down my shorts and pulled out the plug and rammed his hard cock into me. I yelled as his thrust was hard and his cock had no lube. Once it got in I still had his cum in my hole. "Fuck your pussy is so wet boy and tight. Its squeezing my cock pulling me in. Its hungry for Daddy's cock isn't it baby" he said I moaned as he started to fuck me and hit me in those right spots. "Yes Daddy my pussy is hungry for your huge cock and it wants your charged cream" I moaned pushing my ass back on his stick. He started to pound me in that position with me partially on my side. I touched my cock and he hit my hand away. "Don't touch your little cock. Your cunt is all that matters" he said pounding his meat deep into my stomach. He kept fucking me hard. At the angle and what way I was laying I swear I felt him in my stomach. There was no kissing, no touching no making out, this was just him fucking me and impregnating me with his seed. I started to feel that warmth in my hole and started to cum hard. I shot all over the couch and could feel my ass convulse. "Fuck your cunt is squeezing my cock....Ohhhh yeah boy milk it. Drain all my POZ nut honey. Use your cunt for Daddy" he moaned still fucking me. After about another 5 minutes of slow pumping he finally pulled out put in my mouth to clean him up and then he stuck the plug back in my ass. "This always belongs in your pussy, understand" he said "Yes Daddy" I said. I licked up all my cum on the couch. We both brushed out teeth and went to bed. He gave me a kiss and then turned over and was snoring right away. I had more of his cum in me. I was happy.

Chapter 17 - The First Encounter Jordyn kicked and struggled as he was carried into the room. The men around him only responded with laughter, their grip on his arms and legs did not loosen. In a thousand years there was no chance that the weak delicate boy could ever escape from them. Their movement forward halted and the door behind them was closed. Automatic cameras moved and focused to capture every element of the spectacle. "Now," said the men's leader. Jordyn squealed in fear as he was thrown forward to land on the filthy mattress, the vocalization of his panic only halted by the impact forcing the air out of his lungs. Two men moved forward and before he could recover his arms had been painfully pulled behind his back and a zip-tie used to fasten his hands together. He struggled to his knees and looked up at the men around him. They were stripping off their shirts and pants, exposing their dark-skinned physiques. Muscular arms and powerful thighs, bodies honed in the gym so that out on the street everyone knew not to mess with them. If you fooled with men like these then you got fucked up. Soon the men around Jordyn had stripped save for their shorts. Near-nakedness normally suggested some sense of vulnerability but these men only radiated masculine power. Their leader reached for Jordyn and grabbed his top hauling him to his feet, laughing as he heard the material start to give way. Jordyn looked into the man's face. There was none of the lust or anger or cruelty he had expected. Instead, he realised, this was simply an amusement for these men, a game. They would trash him not because they thought he deserved it but simply because they enjoyed doing it. "Dumb little fag," said the leader and he smiled even as he slapped Jordyn hard on the face. Then he grabbed the helpless femboy and shoved him across the circle of laughing, leering, men that had formed around him. New strong hands seized Jordyn and again there was the sound of ripping material. The short sleeve of his top gave way and it hung there as another man delivered a hard slap to his butt. Jordyn yelped and winced, shying away from the blow and straight into another man's hand which tore at his skirt. "No ... please ..." Jordyn whimpered as he was thrown from man to man, each time feeling the men rip at his clothing and each time receiving a hard slap somewhere on his body. The only response was more laughter, more verbal and physical abuse. There was a cheer as his skirt ripped and gave way, exposing fully his butt and his thong. Hands reached to grope and to slap, eyes sparkled as their blows marked his pale skin with red patches and finger marks. The young man was dizzy and bewildered, losing his own spatial awareness as he was hurled from side to side like a leaf captured and toyed with by a whirlwind. A hand slapped his side and he felt the man's nails scrape across his skin. The last threads holding his top together gave way and only exposed more of his vulnerable skin to slaps and pinches as the men laughed and jeered. Jordyn could only desperately try to keep his feet in his heels. A fall could break his ankle but he already knew that he wouldn't be allowed to fall. When he lost his balance men grabbed him and hauled him up to continue his disorientation and humiliation. The laughter became much louder and far more derisory when his thong fell apart and exposed his tight little cage. The flat metal surface with a pair of exposed pink balls hanging beneath only encouraged the groping, questing, hands of the men. Fingers flicked at Jordyn's testicles and the men enjoyed his little squeals of discomfort. The femboy was naked now, save for his torn leggings and his heels. Finally, a man shoved him hard and straight back across the circle to the leader. "Oh God," gasped Jordyn, his head dizzy and his body smarting from the many slaps and pinches and flicks. "Ain't you been to College," sneered the leader, "He ain't interested in little fags like you. Time you met your new Gods." He clicked his fingers and despite all of his confusion Jordyn's training meant that he still recognized the signal. He dropped to his knees and around him the men were stepping out of their shorts and putting them aside, big dark cocks standing proud. A hand grasped Jordyn's hair and pulled his head to one side, so that eight inches of hard dark meat probed at his face. He knew what he was here for, he knew what to do. Jordyn opened his mouth and took the cock inside. Felt and tasted the warmth and power of the man's shaft. Another man kneeled behind Jordyn and undid the bond on his hands. Something struck against the side of the femboy's face and he instinctively reached up to take hold of another Big Black Cock. Then the same happened to his left. Three cocks! He was servicing three cocks! Jacking off two and sucking the third. Excitement started to replace the confusion in his brain. These men were so big and powerful and masculine, so worthy of his worship and service. He wanted to be like this for ever. However, there were more than three men there. A couple were stroking their long hard cocks while looking at him. The leader had his arms folded and just watched, his big cock standing up straight against the firm muscles of his tattooed belly. Two more men were hitting at Jordyn's face with their cocks, seeking his attention, while a third wrapped his cock in Jordyn's hair and began to wank himself. The man behind Jordyn dropped down and began to remove the boy's heels and leggings, Once the femboy's smooth pale feet were bare the man wrapped then around his hard cock and began to thrust between them. Every part of him was being used for the pleasure of the men's cocks except, of course, his hole. Jordyn didn't need that fact explaining to him. The leader still stood aside and still just watched. To the leader would go the spoils, to him would go the privilege of taking Jordyn's cherry. He iooked up into the leader's face. The shaved head, the short trimmed beard and the eyes that were so utterly remorseless. It wasn't going to be gentle... Then the young faggot's attention was turned to more immediate matters as the man in his mouth grasped the sides of Jordyn's head and began to fuck his mouth like an pussy. His hard cock filling Jordyn's mouth and shutting off his air holes. Another man grasped Jordyn's nose and held it shut. The men laughed as the femboy choked and gagged and spat out long streams of saliva. Men collected that saliva and spread it on their dicks as they repeated the process again and again. Pounding Jordyn's throat until the inevitable happened. "Fuck yeah!" Strong hands held Jordyn in place as the cock in his mouth shot its load. "Don't lose a fucking drop faggot - swallow that shit all the way down." He'd sucked one cock before, swallowed one load, not much experience but invaluable at this moment. He fought his gag reflex and took the sperm down into his belly. Looked into the man's eyes as he showed his empty mouth off proudly after the man had withdrawn his cock and stepped back. The pause was momentary, no sort of a rest. Then he was grabbed and another big Black cock presented to his mouth. Jordyn knew his place and sucked that cock, began to express himself a little, was rewarded when that second man came fast. Another heavy load of potent cum swallowed down into the boy's belly. Once more, the smile and the display of an empty mouth before eager hands reached out and the scenario was repeated again and again and again. Eight loads swallowed, eight men's cocks and balls worshipped until they delivered their load. The ninth man preferred to keep using Jordyn's feet until cum spurted onto the faggy young man's delicate pale skin. Which left only the leader. His men had stepped back now, were retrieving their clothing. It was just Jordyn and him and the femboy knew what that meant. The man stepped forward and a strong dark hand grabbed Jordyn by the scruff of his neck. He hauled the femboy over to the battered old leather sofa with seemingly effortless ease. Jordyn didn't try to resist. There was no point and besides - he knew that he wanted this. His whole life had been building up to this. A shove in his back and Jordyn sprawled over the back of the sofa. When he looked up he saw he was looking straight into the blank, dark, lens of one of the cameras. "What's your name boy?" The leader's voice was low but undeniable. "Jordyn Myers sir." "What are you?" Jordyn knew the answer. Not just the answer they wanted to hear but also the undeniable, glorious, truth. "I'm a dirty little femboi slut sir. A fuck-hole for men to use and ruin." "How many men have fucked that hole of yours faggot?" "None sir - you are the first sir." "You want us to let you go?" "No sir - I want you to fuck me, I want you to fill my boi pussy with poz com just like my stomach is full of poz cum." "You ain't worried about that, you still want to be a little cumslut faggot." "Yes sir - it's what I was born for sir." "Say hello to your parents - tell them who you are are." There was a surge of adrenaline and excitement through the whole of Jordyn's being. He concentrated on finding just the right words. "Hi Mom and Dad - I'm a filthy little cumdump slut and..." The words died in his throat and he gasped as he felt a probing presence at his hole. He knew how it had felt when Jerome had fingered him and he knew how it had felt when Spice had licked him. This was different and he knew why. This wasn't a finger or a tongue. He had prepped himself carefully and he had taken toys back there but this was different. "Relax you dumb slut," the words were snarled into his ear, "stay tight like that and I'll tear you apart." Someone found a little bottle and held it under Jordyn's nose. He remembered that time with Jerome and he inhaled deeply twice. He felt that same rush and then the pressure on his hole eased. Or rather it changed. From probing at his entrance now the stretching almost burning sensation was inside him. He gasped again. "He's fucking me Mom and Dad - he's fucking my boi pussy." Jordyn looked straight into that unblinking camera lens and imagined his parents watching this. "I was made for this - to be a slut, to be a whore, to be a fucktoy for poz men - to be who I really am, to be BoiFagBarbie." He only wished he could see their reactions, see them finally understand. "Dirty little fucking slut," grunted the leader as he began to move in and out of the delicious femboy. "Well Mom and Dad your boy has got a nice tight little hole. By the end of tonight it'll be loose and ruined but for now its premium fag hole." It was fortunate for the little femboi that his hole felt so good. A man wanted to savour a boi pussy as fine and tight as this one. So the man took it slow at first. Jordyn gasped and sobbed as he felt the man's hard cock inside him. Each measured thrust opened up a little more of him, claiming a little more of the boy's body and soul. Jordyn had trained his hole with toys but that had been so different. The skin-on-skin contact made a connection with this man, the first man to fuck him, even though Jordyn didn't even know his name. "Fuck me ... Fuck me ... Fuck me." Jordyn moaned into the camera, his pleas rewarded with a rising rhythmn of thrusts that the leader was laying down. Obscene encouragement came from the man's friends as those who were interested stayed on to watch the show. It had felt so bruising and full to start with but as he relaxed himself into the experience Jordyn began to feel the joy of his submission. Giving himself to a real man for the first time. Experiencing the pleasure of being filled by warm pulsing flesh and blood instead of an inanimate toy. He began to respond to the thrusts, pushing back and trying to squeeze the cock as it pulled back after each thrust. The leader's hand landed on Jordyn's butt cheek with a satisfying crack. "Fucking little whore," the man grunted, "trying to milk my seed. Chasing my fucking bug." "YEESSSS," screamed Jordyn, "fucking breed me, fill me up." "Don't worry bitch - you'll be getting it. But I'm gonna enjoy this pussy first and you're gonna take all of me. Just like a fucking whore should." Jordyn felt the man's grip on his hips tighten, felt that Big Black Cock plunge into his tender hole with renewed strength and power. The pain was still there but he understand that it was a necessary part of his submission. With each thrust his satisfaction seemed to swallow up that pain - not to remove it but to accept it as part of the experience. Jordyn felt drips of moisture on his back as the man began to sweat. The leader had meant to play it relaxed but he found that the hole he was fucking was just too good. Tight and warm but welcoming too - ready to be fucked and filled. He'd like to take it home and keep it but he knew what he said had been true. This sweet little boi pussy wouldn't be the same after tonight. He just had to relish the fact he was the first to fuck it and he'd be the first to nut deep in it. He'd always loved nutting in a faggy little cracka. The anticpated pleasure of the concept was its own consummation. The man jammed his cock home with one last viciously deep thrust and he gifted the slut his whole load, strong pulses of rich seed planted just as deep as he could. "He - came in me - Mom and Dad - he put his - seed deep - in my little - boi pussy." Jordyn panted out the words between deep breaths, as he sucked oxygen back into his lungs. The man wiped his cock clean on the boy's beautifully rounded butt cheek. He gave it one last harsh slap and enjoyed the pink outlines of his fingers appearing on the soft pale flesh. "Hey slut," he said, "look back here." Jordyn obeyed and saw the man pointing at the tattoos above his cock. A positive symbol and the biohazard tattoo that Jordyn now knew so well. "What does this ink mean faggot?" Jordyn turned back to the camera "Well Mom and Dad it means the man who just filled me up with his beautiful cum is HIV positive and that means soon I will be too." The leader laughed as he collected his clothes and got ready to follow his men out of the room. He left with just a few words for Jordyn as the young man remained bent over the sofa, taking in all that had just happened. "Fuck but you are one dumb little faggot." ***

So after nearly two decades of raw sex I tested positive. Beyond the mental reckoning and recalibration I came out of this in a better place. Fear and worry were replaced with freedom. I am on meds and responding well. But….i needed fucked. With zero fear I got a motel room, taped the door latch and posted on socials. Blindfolded myself, sniffed poppers and took loads for five hours straight. There were obviously downtimes when I was between cocks, but I just kept working for more and more. The freedom of it was insane. I don’t recall any monster cocks, just a lot of cocks. I had 23 tally marks on my ass when I was done. I can’t wait to do it again.

I recently found a video of an anon fuck in South America many years ago. I had placed an ad don't remember where, and one of the guys who showed up was a very horny Spanish guy (from Spain) who gave me a good fuck. He fucked me in different positions until he starts telling me to ask him for his load "Pideme la leche" (Ask me for my cum) and shoots deep inside. Then he just left. The next morning I had to go to the bank and was lining up waiting for a cashier. When my turn came up, I walked to to both and the attendant was the top from the day before. It was unreal to see the guy who the day before gave me a load at the bank.

Hooked up with a Filipino buddy that before I moved into San Francisco, I used to call my pre-loader. Doesn’t have a huge dick, but lots of stamina and is very verbal about how much he likes to fuck me and how good my hole is. He is always eager to hook up and load my hole. So before sex parties in SF, I would have him come over and give me my first load so I would have a fresh load in me when I arrived at the party. He now lives in Berkeley and I moved into San Francisco. So on Sunday, I decided to use him as my pre-loader again. He always comes quickly complaining that my hole is just too good for him to keep control. I scheduled a 6 PM hook up, thinking that I could head over to the aquatic park in Berkeley to check out the action. I haven’t been there for years. I don’t know if it was the hot weather but boy was it a good night with lots of men milling around. As soon as I got out of the car, I have this young African-American guy wearing a baklava, approached me and ask how I was doing while grabbing my ass after you grabbed it the second time I grabbed his already hard dick and we soon headed over to a park bench. Although it was dark, it was still a completely wide open spot so I became a public whore and rode him for over an hour. He had stamina and fucked me in every single position on that hard bench. He fucked me, bent over, one leg in the air, knees on the bench holding onto the back, and I rode him while he was sitting down. He wanted to make sure that that long slender 9 inch cock went deep inside of me. Occasionally, he’d pull out and ask me to suck his dick for a while or sometimes ask me to kiss and suck his neck. Men came and watched us, and I was kind of hoping that he would whore me out to others, but he seemed solely focused on me. Several guys whipped out their cocks while watching us, but no one approached. There was one shorter stocky guy that I was thinking might be homeless because he looked rather dirty and disheveled and had that deep sunburnt look that sometimes the homeless have. Unfortunately, I was unable to get the black guys load. He kept on asking people that approached us for poppers so maybe he needed that in order to cum. I was definitely disappointed after a good hour and a half but I decided to move on to get more loads. I checked out action in another area of the park. There was a white stocky muscular guy, fucking a bear cub, who was holding onto a tree for dear life. The top had a nice aggressiveness and rhythm to him, and I was definitely curious to feel him in my hole. As I edged closer, he started to grab my assand finger my used hole. He made sounds like he was coming in the cub so I actually thought he was finished, but when he pulled out, he turned me around and fucked me hard for about 15 minutes with his thick meaty cock. I moaned like a bitch in heat. When he pulled out, the cub jumped on me and proceeded to fuck his load in me. There were lots of men watching all of this action, and after the club was finished, I went over to where a few guys were stroking their dicks. There was a husky black guy with glasses who had a thick tapered cock that I chose to swallow first. After some deep throat head, I turned around and pushed onto his cock. Another fuck for 10 to 15 minutes. When he was done, I stood around in my jockstrap for a few minutes before the white guy that I thought was homeless pushed me over and started fucking me. He was like a jackrabbit fucking hard and fast with his 6 inch cock. He came quickly and then immediately pulled up his shorts and left. I walked around a bit, but things seem to be slowing down. The white guy with a great cock and rhythm was fucking yet another bottom. I was tempted to stay and see if I could get him to fuck me again, but I decided to head back into the city and check out Buena Vista Park. With the weather being warm, it seems like all the men were out, and that park was crowded as well! Within a few minutes of my arrival in the cruising area, there was a young skinny Latino top who pulled out his dick. I sucked on it for a while, but he wanted more privacy, so we went up to a quieter area. He was already rock hard when I had started to suck him and remained hard and ready to fuck so after a few minutes, I turned around and presented my ass. It took us a few minutes to find a good position because he had a wicked downward curve until he finally bent me over a railing. Because of this curve and the fact that I was taller than him, he slipped out a few times, but then immediately shoved back in and fucked like a young men who watch porn do; vigorously with the soul desire to cum. After he shot his load in me, he tucked away and said thank you. I had a few other fucks there. It was starting to slow down because it was already 11 o’clock at night. A muscular white dude went between me and another bottom for a while and then a very sexy bearded black guy fucked me for a while as well. Unfortunately, both were samplers and were trying out the bottoms that were there so I didn’t get any more loads for the night. Felt great to be used as a whore in a public park. My preloader

Isn't that a little bit contradictory? If you're always horny , that's not merely a "good" thing, that's a fantastic thing !!! More bottoms for you to keep happy !!!

I've always been attracted to guys that are within 10 years of my own age but I don't discriminate against anyone. When I was 19 I had sex with a guy who was 82, so that was a 60+ year difference. I recently had sex with a guy who was 30+ years younger than me. Sexy is sexy, no matter what his age is.

I know I was fucking around with some guys in their late 60's when I was in my early 30's. I also got asked to take the virginity of a kid claiming to be 18 at the bathhouse not too long ago, so I've bred a guy who was 38 years my junior.

Yesterday I tried a new video place with booths. There was only one other guy there. I don't know how long he'd been waiting, but he was happy to have me suck him off and swallow his load. And such a deliciously sweet load it was. Another guy eventually came along and had me suck his lovely cock, but, had me stop when he was ready to cum too soon. He turned down the offer to fuck my ass, then asked if I had condoms. He didn't answer when I asked if he'd fuck me if I did. The video choices were very limited and I ended up with a Titan Men video with condom fucking. I watched as long as I could hoping more men would come along but finally fled for another place I knew had more choices. I settled in the second location with a bb audition video. No other guy in the place. Eventually a middle aged guy arrived in one of the rooms beside me. This place has huge glory holes which I had wide open so my availability would not be in doubt. Soon my neighbor and I were exchanging blow jobs. In the midst of a quick breather I turned and offered my ass. No questions asked I soon felt his cock aiming too high. I had to suck him hard a few times but he finally got in for a very quick pump and dump. When he was dressed and about to leave I thanked him again. At this point he assured me he was 'clean '. I laughed to myself that he thought it even mattered to me. It was too late for it to make any difference. Although it does have me considering skipping the day after doxi. Lol

To the OP though - since this is a survey - I can't say I ask for ages in the fuckjoints. I don't see that as my job; that's for the guys at the entrance to the place to deal with. Almost any age guy can be fuckable, and no particular age automatically bestows "fuckability". Besides - in the darkrooms, no one gives a rats ass, since no one can see the other guys giving/taking loads.

First guy I ever messed around with was 24 or 25 years older than me. Started as oral then I bottomed. Messed with a friends dad who was at least 33 years older than me. Mostly oral and I bottomed once. In my 20's I definitely started to top when older guys would blow me at a bathhouse and present their ass. Eldest had to be in his 70s or 80s, so I'll say 55+ years older than me. Oral and Topping. That being said, I love mature ass, and I live in WeHo 😉 if you're ever visiting.

I’m 40 and my preferred age to play with is around 55-75 or older. Love me older daddies. I agree with everyone else here to ignore that dork lol

As the younger partner: 52 year difference (I was 28, he was 80) As the older partner: 36 year difference (I am 54, he is 18 -- we still play sometimes).

You probably already have. I've met several guys who liked to stealth piss (in small amounts each time, but many times over the course of a long fuck-session) in my (or whomever's) ass while fucking. Barebacking, of course, is required. (Which I suppose could also be stealthy -- if you can puncture or pre-damage the condom is some way.) The highest I've ever gotten was the result of a slammer pissing in my ass. He filled me up, then kept fucking me so it was a while before I could go empty it out. And then I had to drive home -- down a steep, narrow, winding street. But we don't talk about that part! (Nothing happened, fortunately, but I was halfway home and past the scary part before I realized that I really should not have been driving!)

I usually spend 6-10 hours a week in my local bookstore. At least 1/2 of that time I'm naked, and I suck every cock I can get. I beg men for their cum, and I don't care who hears me!

You hot married slut! 🤩

Saturday about 1 in the afternoon I was having lunch at Starbucks and saw an older fare shaped guy staring at me. He came over and said Alone? I kinda recognized him but didn't know him. I said yea join me? He sat down and said I saw you at a party a few months ago but you left with someone so I didn't have a chance to meet. He said I liked what I saw but you left. Then he said the party was good had some fun with a few bottoms . I said I got there early and had some fun also but the guy wanted to go to his place to play. He asked anything happened I said yea. Then he asked you free to have some fun at my place? I looked at the time and said I guess so if your close. He said i have a place 2 minutes away. I said lets go to a car to talk too many ears here. So we got up and walked to his car. We got in. He said i can drive you there and back. I said sure. We drove to his place almost walking distance. We got in and he was fast undoing my shirt and pants as he pushed me against the closed door to shove his tongue deep in my mouth. Grabbing my ass i had to push away and said I not ready. I need to clean up. He said good go shower up and ill be in the bedroom where he pointed. I walked into the shower and saw an attachment connected the shower head. I got very clean inside and out. Walked to the bedroom where I saw him naked and stroking watching porn at the end of a bed with towels spread on it. I said thats a nice view. He laughed and said lay facedown and ill massage you. So as I laid there I got just about one of the best massage i ever received. From head to toes I was jelly. Then really worked on my thighs and ass for a while. He shoved a round hard pillow under my hips and massaged my ass more then rubbed my hole. I could hear his breathing getting heavy as a finger went in then two and rubbing my insides deep im now moaning. He pulled out and I felt movement then felt him over me as his cock was pressing on my hole. He said softly Im owning this hole as his cock popped in and I jumped a bit . He pushed slowly in feeling every inch till he bottom out. He slowly pumped then faster and faster. He pushed hard on my back as the fucking turned into a pounding. I heard a moan then he fell on my leaving is throbbing cock in me. Whispered in my ear i needed that as he just laid on me for a few minutes. He got up flipped me over and suck me with fingers in my hole till I blew a load in his mouth then kissed me to spit it in my mouth so I swallowed. We laid there talking about the party and what we did there. I told him about how the host fucked me and got him excited as he was listening and watching the TV I saw he was getting hard. I asked round two? He said definitely i pulled my leggs back and said this way now. He got up and gave me a quick load. After we got showered together and dress dropped me off at my car and left. I realized I didnt get his number.. damit.. loved the massage

I got a sad an amusing message from a 54 year old guy on Squirt yesterday. "At 70 you should be in a nursing home." I reminded him that in a short 14 years he'll be my age. I let him know I hope when he gets here he's no more in need of a nursing home than I am. I went on to say that the young man I sucked off yesterday and the guy that bred me were glad I'm out and about. The message inspired this question, What's the biggest age difference you've had with a sex partner?

I was blessed with good genetics. My father was German and my mother was Polish. I came out with blond hair, deep blue eyes, round face with a strong jaw, my mothers cheekbones, my Dad's small nose and his tendency to a solid tight build with a minimum of effort, and apparently, the German tendency towards having a big dick, or maybe that's from my mother's side of the family, I don't know. My only regret is I'm not real tall, clocking in at a smidge over 5'8", but it serves me pretty good. And at 140 pounds I have a tight body. Guys seem to dig me, which is great. All throughout high school I kept trying to get with girls and kept getting shot down because I wasn't 'tall, dark, and handsome. It did a number on my self-esteem for a few years until I discovered guys in Grade 11. I was 18, perpetually horny, not getting any, and this guy hit on me at a rave. and I went for it. The sex, as I look back, probably wasn't all that great but for me it was life-changing. I ditched the bitches and made the switch, as some might say. I say I found myself that night. Now I'm making up for lost time and hit a rave just about every weekend. I can always find a hot guy to go home with at the parties. The local rave moves around every weekend and you have to be connected to get the location. I made sure to give the right guys my ass to ensure being connected enough to get the location. The events of this particular weekend would change my life forever. So, anyway I am at this weeks events, it's Saturday night and I'm just having a great time . I'm a little high (not that I do junk or anything, I might drop some E now and then, maybe smoke a joint and always tossed back a few drinks). I spot this cute guy, about my age, kind of short like me. He's got his shirt off and -- damn -- he's got a tight body on him. Real nice. Short hair not a buzz cut and long sideburns. He's got a couple tattoos, one along the inside of his right forearm but I can't see what it is, a small tat over his left nipple and one between his shoulder blades. Trust me, asking a dude about his tattoos is always a good opening line so I went over to him and asked him about his tats. He showed them to me. Pretty hot, I told him. He broke into this wide grin, his dark eyes lit up, and he asked me if I meant the tattoo or him. I said both. He asked me if I wanted to dance and I said sure. We're getting pretty sexy up there, with him gyrating up against me and rubbing his crotch up against my butt and his hands are all over me. We pulled each other in close and kissed hard, and pretty soon his tongue is dueling with mine. He's got me pushed up against this wall with his tongue all the way down my throat and his hand over my jeans massaging my growing cock. He was wearing these white beach pants with a tie waist and I had the tie undone and my hand wrapped around his dick down inside them. Things were heating up between us and a few guys were watching us. This weeks rave was being held in an old warehouse. They had used this warehouse before so I knew the layout. I grabbed his hand, led him back in behind the DJ and down a set of stairs. I had his shirt off and those beach pants sliding down over his ass in no time and I'm pressed up against him, necking. I ditched my shirt and pulled down his beach pants. He kicked off his flip-flops and stepped out of the beach pants so he was totally naked. Fucking hot little stud muffin, too. Damn! I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock as he leaned up against the wall. He starts talking real dirty which got me pretty worked up and I was already worked up. He pulled me to my feet and helped me out of my jeans. Now he was on his knees sucking my cock down in front of me as I braced my hands up against the wall. He sure seemed to love sucking dick, almost as much as me. So there we are, bare-assed naked, in the back stair area as I could feel his legs tremble from the strain of squatting but he didn't stop or get up, he just reached back and braced a hand against the wall behind him and kept right on sucking. He then stood up and leaning forward whispered in my ear that he was going to fuck me. I nodded agreeing that I wanted him to fuck me too. I turned around and leaned forward, bracing my hands up against the way and stuck my ass out. This stud wasted no time in eating my hole. He had me moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in years. He stood up, slapped my ass and rubbed his cock along my ass crack. I was caught up in the heat of the moment it never dawned on me if he put a rubber on. He grabbed my hips and began to slowly slid his raw cock inside my ass. Man oh man, feeling his dick pop through was great. I love getting fucked anyway, big time, but this was such a rush fucking right there in the warehouse where the rave was taking place, basically, down a short set of stairs from the DJ,, and knowing there was a club full of maybe a thousand people just about 10 feet away. I just felt a rush shoot all through me as soon as his cock slid into my ass and I shoved my ass back against him. This hottie knew how to fuck a guy too. He'd fuck into me real slow, teasing me, then pulling out a bit, then ease back in until I was grunting and grinding my ass back, begging for a real fuck from him. I could tell he was loving it. Then he'd pull out completely then pop back in a few times. By then my ass ring was starving for some hard friction. Finally, he grabs my hips and rams into me. Even over the loud music thumping just the stairs people must have heard me yell out Come on, fuck me harder. The dude is fucking the shit out of me by now and I'm totally off in the zone. We must have fucked for a good half hour back there, easy. I shot off up against the wall and he pounded harder and harder into me as he let me know he was seeding my ass (I never processed those words until later). He screamed out as he came, never slowing down he pace. He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck as he told me what a hot ass I had and that he was going to cum again. I was totally caught up in the heat of the moment. I didn't really know he never put a condom on and at that moment I didn't care. All I cared about was that I wanted every inch of his dick in side me . He tightened his grip on my hips as he plowed into my ass. It was at that moment that he leaned in again, kissed the back of my neck and whispered how hot it was to breed me with his poz load. It registered, I had let a total stranger fuck me and breed my ass with poz cum. At first I was terrified at the implications, but as he continued to fuck me like no man had ever before I didn't care. It was done and over with, nothing I can do about it now. And for some strange reason as I thought that my cock got so hard it hurt. I hope he can take a pounding from me some day.

One of the unsurprising results of a younger guy coming to terms with who he really is, and what he really wants sexually, is a propensity to look down his nose at others, as if it were them that had "caused" his inclinations. Fortunately though, that seldom lasts longer than a month or three, as he gets acclimated to who he is and what he needs sexually. Occasionally I hear something negative about "older guys" in the fuckjoints, but I just slough it off as nothing more than an ill-considered comment he most likely will regret one day, when he realizes that experience counts !!!

I've noticed about 75% of them in the Chicago area are like this and the others seem to be somewhat exclusionary for chubs like me. But we do have bathhouses and backrooms in the bars here which are more accommodating. However, I do seem to get better hookups on Sniffies than the other apps. BBRTS is kind of the same too.

From 2018 to 2022 I was stuck living in a Medical Facility where I was the youngest resident when I was 26 to 30yo, while living there I not only was getting fucked by Older residents from their 50s all the way into their 70s , but also pre covid men would come over I met on Grindr all older then me

Same here, as long as they're over 18, can get hard and/or can cum, I could care less. Plus sometimes they're anon and I'm blindfolded, so, who knows.

True, the above article is compiled using AI... with cited sources that any reader can access. i do not believe use of AI for compilation or analysis automatically vilifies the content. Still i think it's fine to point out AI compiled information, and it's pretty evident to anyone who reads the article and looks at the links. The conclusion that "this is pure extremism" strikes me as an extreme stance. i think there is a center approach to AI, and thought this AI generated info was somewhere in the middle ground and not "extremism." It summarizes: "Whether those facilities meet a strict, legal or historical definition of “concentration camps” depends on definitional and legal standards beyond the provided reporting; the term is being used intentionally by critics to convey scale, intent and moral judgment, while much of the empirical record cited consists of procurement documents, site lists and condition reports rather than a judicial finding equating the program with historical genocidal systems" Meanwhile, here's an opinion piece from The Guardian that has editorial controls, that corroborates some of the stated facts listed in the AI compiled article. "ICE currently incarcerates about 70,000 people on any given night, holding them across 224 detention facilities. The number has nearly doubled over the past year. But in recent weeks, as the Trump administration looks to accelerate its mass deportation agenda, ICE and the Department of Homeland Security (DHS) have been scouting and purchasing huge facilities. With the $45bn in ICE funding that Congress appropriated in the “big, beautiful bill”, the agency now aims to use these new warehouses to capture and imprison vastly greater numbers of men, women and children. The new warehouse strategy represents an apparent shift in immigrant concentration and detention practices by the Trump administration, which has previously relied on smaller facilities. But the administration has already come under fire for the conditions in which it is housing the migrants it has captured – including those at a sprawling tent facility in Fort Bliss, Texas, and in the hastily assembled “Alligator Alcatraz” tent camp in the Everglades – as well as for the unsafe, unsanitary, diseased conditions reported in prisons like the Krome detention center in Miami and the infamous facility in Dilley, Texas, one of several that houses children. “These kids are very traumatized, many of them despondent and depressed,” said the US representative Joaquin Castro after visiting Dilley. Still, the extent of the abuses inside ICE’s detention camps is not well understood, in part because the Department of Homeland Security has taken steps to limit oversight. ICE has repeatedly refused members of Congress access to the facilities, in defiance of the law, and has gone to court to prevent House members from visiting the camps as they are entitled to do. It is worth asking what the DHS is trying to hide." [think before following links] https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2026/feb/17/ice-holds-people-in-disgusting-conditions-now-its-turning-warehouses-into-camps As to the use of AI in journalism, here's a piece from "Ethics and Journalism" that discusses some of the pros and cons. "Given the mass of information an AI bot can synthesize almost instantaneously, I can’t imagine ignoring it as a source, despite its obvious flaws. I liken its abilities to those of an erratic human, someone I’ve nonetheless found to be useful, if occasionally frustrating, in providing background information, suggesting story angles, and dishing about people and events that may turn out to be newsworthy. Such sources offer a lot to check out and confirm or debunk, even though you know they sometimes make things up–and quite often don’t even know they’re doing so. Just as with most human interviewees, you can’t rely on a chatbot as a single source. You have to factor out biases, verify all the purported factsthey assemble, and inform audiences, as far as possible, how you, and they, got the information. Of course, a chatbot can’t be held accountable for its choices and its errors. It’s important to remember that it’s not human. But, on the plus side, unlike human sources, chatbots are always available when you need them." [think before following links] https://ethicsandjournalism.org/2026/03/12/how-journalists-can-make-ai-work-for-them/

I definitely agree with @Njn0mc and block him. I would love to answer the how many years difference question, but honestly, I don't know. The age of my sex mates hasn't been something I've cared about (much like their race). Some in our community fret trivial things like age or race; and honestly, it is time for us to just set them aside until they grow up.

Every cumslut needs a pre-loader. I’ve got one down where I’m at. Same, not hung, but man can he fuck and get nasty. He shoots nice fat loads and once he’s done, I’m preloaded for my next tops.

I find this one is fucking hot, even with the condom. The top tries to give positive reinforcement for the bottom to take his donkey dick but gets frustrated and impatient with the bottom's whining and moving away from his cock. It is clear the top only cares about fucking that ass and coaxing the bottom is just a means to an end. The bottom also seems like he is in over his head and conflicted. [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/twink-gets-fucked-by-douche-bag-with-big-dick-2293755

Downtown Sacramento tonight at Holiday Inn. Went to the Nine Inch Nails concert, such masculine energy. Now I’m all horned up and can’t sleep.

Yes, my parents are Haitian and highly religious.

Swallowed that cock like a pro

You are not the only one doing that! This story is indeed well written and steadily paced. Loving it.

today was 2nd time i pulled my clothes n took any cock in my mouth damn - i didn’t care who watched this chubby faghot get face fucked n fed proud to be a cock slut you?

The longer it has been since he last came, the better. A guy who is backed up and horny and hasn't came in a week or more produces the thickest, strongest flavored cum every time. I love it when it leaves a sticky, gooey coating in my mouth with a strong aftertaste that last for hours.

My first time was a a video arcade at the gloryholes. I was there to suck cock only. I was probably on the fourth or fifth load down my throat. Then a very handsome black guy entered the opposite booth. He dropped his jeans and I was rewarded with a large uncut cock to suck. I love to suck an uncut guy and run my tongue under his hood. This guy was so big, I was struggling with taking his girth down my throat. Then, he reached through the hole and held a small brown bottle under my nose. I'd seen poppers used in videos before, but never tried them before. In a firm voice, he told me to sniff and hold in each nostril. I took the bottle and did as he instructed. "Good boy" he said. I kept the bottle. My head whirled as I went down on his big knob again. He fucked his cock deep into my throat. Somehow, the poppers relaxed me. I could taste his precum as I came down from the buzz. The head said, "Hit that bottle again and show me that hole". I turned around and held my ass to the hole so he could see it and I huffed the poppers. As my brain started flying again, I felt a crazy blunt finger push into my ass hole. As I came down, I realized it was his big cock deep in my hole, not a finger. I huffed more of the poppers as he pounded me faster and faster. It felt incredible. Then I heard him cumming from the other side of the wall. Then he pulled out. I was still dizzy. I finally turned around to give him his brown bottle back, only to see the door to the empty cabin swining. I put the cap on the bottle and set it down. Then I reached back to feel my hole. It was very wet. I smelled my fingers. He must have fucked me without wearing a condom because I was full of cum. I sat down in the booth and waited patiently for another cock to come through the hole.

So, I was quite busy again last week. My bf was on another business trip. Got loaded on Monday and Tuesday. And on Thursday I was finally topping again. 😉 Found this guy in a neighboring apartment building and he‘s really patient with me given that my topping skills are not the best. We want to meet again so I can practice more 😉 Tbh, I‘d love to top more. And I really appreciate to get the opportunity to practice with him. 🙂

I had done poppers somewhat when I first started fucking guys. But it was after I started bottoming and barebacking that a guy really showed me how to do it. He was the one who held them under my nostrils taking huge hits and getting me really fucked up. I'd usually only take a short burst but this was so different. I was so out of control. He was the first guy I let bareback me and breed me without ever knowing his status. Fuck I still remember how hot that night was. Made me a true bottom bareback boy

Kody was the cutest little twink you can picture. Wavy blonde hair with green eyes. He stood 5’ 9” with a total swimmer’s build. This white boy was a healthy shade of tan thanks to him being on the swim team. The tan was evenly throughout his entire body. He had only a slight tan line from his swim team speedo. He has a nice private backyard at home to sunbath in the nude to even his tan out when he was alone at home. Enter Mr. Spike. He was the school swim coach. He had 2 long years with Kody on his team and he thirsted over him every moment. He would not even let himself think on acting on his urges until he finally heard that the boy was turning 18 already. Kody was fully aware of Mr. Spike’s attraction and he was interested in the coach also. Mr. Spike was also a white man of swimmer’s build. He was former military so he still wore a crewcut, tight and neat. Black hair and dark brown eyes. He was a tall 6’ 0”. Kody had thirsted over Mr. Spike since he first laid eyes on him. The last day of school, Kody turned 18, he ran into the coach and was asked if he was doing anything special for his birthday. He responded that he had this family get together but that it was something rushed together because his mom and dad were going out of town the next morning for 2 weeks. This was the opening that Mr. Spike was waiting for. MS: Well if you don’t have any other plans on Friday night, I was looking for someone to come over to my place and help me make some choices. Some choices for the team. For next years’ team that is. I would really like your input if you have the time? Kody blushed and gave a little smirk. K: oh I’d love to go over and help you out. Any way I can. MS: Great then. I’ll write down my phone number and you can text me when you’re ready to come over. I’ll send over the address to my place. Kody took the number down in his phone and was off to home for his birthday festivities. The morning after, Kody said farewell to his parents as they drove off to the airport. They would be gone for 2 whole weeks. But all that Kody could think about was what he was going to wear over to Mr. Spike’s house later that day. Afternoon came and Kody texted his former teacher. The following message was a street address. Kody was nervous but committed to getting some teacher dick to suck on now that he was of age. He got dressed in his favorite underwear, a tee shirt and jeans that showed off his round ass. He took an uber to the address from the message. The uber was a short drive. Mr. Spike was only a few neighborhoods over from Kody’s own home. He got out of the vehicle and walked up to the front door. Nerves hit him and he paused before hitting the doorbell. Kody went over his game plan in his head. He didn’t have much of a game plan. He was just going to throw himself at Mr. Spike and wanted to at least such his dick before he left. He had sucked dick before but this would be his first time with a real man dick. He filled him mind with resolve, took a large breath of air, and touched the doorbell. Mr. Spike answered the door and opened the threshold to his invited guest. Kody glanced his host up and down before walking in. Mr. Spike was extremely casual as well, wearing a white tee shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. As Kody walked around Mr. Spike, he noticed that perfect bubble butt perfectly caressed by the jeans the twink was wearing. Mr. Spike ushered the teen to the living room where they found the couch. Kody sat down and was handed the remote for the television. MS: Go ahead and put whatever you want on the tv. I’m gonna go get myself something to drink. Did you want something to drink? K: I’ll have whatever you are having. Mr Spike smiled back at the teen and disappeared into the kitchen. This left the teen alone in the living room where he looked around and tried to take in the whole situation. He eventually found the coffee table right in front of him. There was a second tier that was holding a glass object. Kody’s curiosity got the better of him and he reached for the glass object. He had just placed it on top of the coffee table when Mr. Spike reappeared with two glasses of coke and some G. Mr. Spike walked over and handed the teen his drink. He could tell the teen was trying to formulate the right question of ask, so he cut him off by simply handing the teen his drink. MS: Here you go. It’s a coke with a kick. Mr. Spike held out his glass inviting Kody to tap the drink before they both gulped down their drinks. Kody was unprepared for the slight bitter taste of his drink. He though it must be alcohol. Mr. Spike did say that it had a kick. Besides, he was going to need all the liquid courage he could muster today. After they drained their cups, Kody’s eyes returned to the glass object on the coffee table. Kody opened his mouth to start asking but Mr. Spike cut him off. MS: oh that’s not important. Its just a little fun I have once and a while. Not for kids you know. Let me just put that back down there. He reached for the pipe and lowered it back to it’s original spot. MS: You have the remote remember. Go ahead and put something on. We can just hang before we get to business. Kody’s curiosity kept intruding and he finally gathered his courage and asked Mr Spike what the glass object was. MS: oh that’s just a man’s pipe. It’s filled with some really good stuff but only for men. Sorry boy. Not for you. Kody did know what was coming over him. he had never had any inclination to try any drugs before but there in front of Mr. Spike, he felt the need to prove himself. Kody pulled out the lighter that was stationed next to the pipe. K: How much of a man do you want me to be Mr. Spike? Why don’t you show me? He handed the pipe and lighter over to the host. Mr. Spike was taken back a bit by how forward the boy was being and he loved it. Mr. Spike lit the pipe and took a big hit, letting out a big white cloud. Without talking, he hands the pipe over to Kody. Ever in the rush to prove himself to the man, Kody took his own big hit. He held it in as long as he could before releasing his own white cloud. Mr. Spike was quite impressed. He waved the teen on to keep taking hit after hit. He left the teen finish off the bowl by himself. This left the teen feeling plenty high. MS: Feeling good? Yeah, I know you are. We’ll lets get down to business. I invited you over to help me pick out the uniform for next years swim team. I need you to help model them for me so I can make a good decision. Mr. Spike handed the teen a small bag of clothing and pointed the way to the bathroom. Kody was flying high and did as he was directed. Kody disappeared into the bathroom. MS: Go ahead and try on the black and green pair first. Mr. Spike had just finished reloading the pipe when Kody popped out wearing a pair of black compression shorts with a green lightning bolt through the crotch area. The Coach handed the filled pipe to Kody and started feeling him up. Kody just lit the pipe when Mr Spike’s hands found the teens backside. He left out a soft moan. MS: How do they make you feel? K: they feel great but I don’t think I like the colors. MS: I agree. Lets try a different pair then. Kody retreated to the bathroom and emerged. This time he was wearing a pair of royal blue speedos. The coach handed the pipe to the teen. After his hit, Kody described how these new pair felt. He liked them but found the fabric confining. The teen again retreated but he hesitated to come out and show off the new pair of speedo. He asked Mr. Spike to close his eyes and only after he agreed did he come out. Kody stood there in front of his close-eyed coach in a pair of almost completely see through white speedos. It was a combination of the worn out frabric and the fact that the teen clearly wet the white material making it even more see though than normal. The coach couldn’t help himself anymore, he opened his eyes and marveled at the sight before him. All the man could do was stare and drool. Kody reached forward and picked up the pipe. MS: I think we found a winner. K: Close your eyes again. Please. Sit down please. The coach was happy to oblige with the require. He sat down on the couch and closed his eyes. The teen waved his hands in front of the coach’s eyes and got no response. He then dropped the white speedo to the floor. Kody took a step forward and left himself fall into the coach’s arms. Mr Spike felt the wet touch of the teen’s body against his own skin. He let his hands surround the teen and settle down on the teen’s perfectly round ass. He opened his eyes and thought he had died and gone to heaven. He traced the almost unfindable tan lines on the teen’s body. The coach stood up and let his monster dick point it’s way out of the sweatpants he is wearing. He pushes the pipe to the teen and tells him to take a big hit and put his mouth of the coach’s dick. The teen listens as he is told and is blowing clouds on the big 9 inch dick in no time at all. Kody couldn’t believe he was actually doing it. he had planned on sucking the coach off but never really thought in a million years it would actually come true. His own 7 inch dick had long since been set free from the speedo material. Kody was getting all he had dreamt of today and was resolved to heading home soon after he got his coach’s load in his mouth. Mr. Spike had other plans. He picked up the twink and threw him over his shoulder. He took him back to his bedroom. Before Kody would protest, Mr. Spike already had his tongue in the boy’s hole. this was the first time the teen had ever even thought of let alone experienced a rim job. In no time at all, the teen’s hole was a wet slobbery mess. The coach picked him up and pushed him up further on the bed so he could get behind the poor unsuspecting twink. He never even saw it coming. During the rimming, the coach reached underneath his bed for some Vaseline. He lathered up his throbbing dick and placed his thick head at the teen’s hole. By the time Kody felt the slicked up dickhead against his hole, it was too late. The coach pushed forward with a quick jab and the head pushed it’s way into the teen. The teen screamed out loud and had his head pushed down into the bed. He screamed for the coach to stop and pull out. The coach was unrelenting. He kept pushing forward until he bottomed out. Kody was crying out in pain. He begged and begged for this man to stop ripping him in two. Mr Spike just laughed and continued to thrust into the once virgin hole he was now splitting open. At one point, it seemed like Mr. Spike was slowing down. He slowed his rhythm down and held his hips for a moment. This gave the teen a moment to catch his breath and start thanking the coach for stopping. But this moment was short-lived. Mr. Spike just repositioned the twink from his stomach to his back. Never once did he pull out. he left the entire length inside the teen. He pulled the teen’s legs and ankles up on his shoulders and then returned to smashing the poor teen into the bed. K: Please stop. it hurts. Go slower. I’m a virgin. MS: Were a virgin. Nice and tight. You knew you wanted this. You were a virgin but you wanted to come submit to me and take your first load. You wanted this since before you even came over to my house. I’m just giving you what you need. You know you want this big dick. That’s why you smoked up my shit and why you are still a little hard. Kody looked between his body and the coach’s. He was in fact still half hard and leaking precum. K: Oh Gawd. I do like it. Fill me up with your babies. I need every drop deep inside of me. Mr Spike finally collapsed on the twink and filled him to the brim full of his cum. He let the teen clean up and then they chilled for a while before starting over again. They did have a long time before Kody needed to be home afterall. Two weeks was going to go by so fast.