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North St. Louis is the place around here where nasty black tops seem to live. I mean, the hardcore, crack dealing brothas and last Saturday night a couple of them set up a gangbang for me. I drove to the address but parked in a strip mall across the street from the address I had and hid my keys, well, I won;t tell you where. I walked over to the building and it was boarded up (I was told to expect this) and I went around back and went in and down into the basement. Four black guys were there and they had put an old, fuck-stained mattress in the middle of the room and told me to strip and get on the mattress. I was naked on my knees in seconds. They started passing the pipe and I started sucking any cock pushed toward my face. I was really getting turned on. One guy said not to worry, a lot more men would come by and load me up. For the next three hours, I had about eleven or twelve hard black cocks slamming my battered asshole while they kept me high as shit. They all came in my ass, some twice, and made me eat the sperm that I pushed out of my worn hole. After getting fucked till I could hardly stand without support, three guys hosed me down in piss before I was left there alone. I think I was called "faggot slut" several hundred times, which I loved. It took me a half hour before I could get dressed and walk back to my car. I was still turned on and can't wait to be bred again.

I have always been a bottom, but during the 90's I was a good little pig and always made sure to use condoms. Anonymous sex really turns me on, and I spent a lot of time in public toilets sucking and being fucked. To be honest, I didn't really care what they looked like, although I have the hots for older daddies, as long as they had a nice stiff cock. During that time, I got to know a middle-aged Indian guy and we played a lot together and with other guys in the local toilets. I think he saw something in me, because he encouraged me to give myself more and more to anyone around, and kept talking about doing it bareback and how he knew I was really a dirty boy and I really wanted it. One night, he took me to a toilet near some playing fields. It was an old, brick block set back amongst some bushes. There was no light inside and I felt anxious as he led me towards the black doorway. Inside, it was quite small with a long urinal on one wall and two cubicles on the other. The only light was from an occasional passing car and I saw several shadowy figures standing quietly against the urinal. We went up and stood beside them and my friend unzipped my trousers and dragged my cock out. As he bent to suck me, I felt hands caress my arse through my jean and horny fingers squeezed the base of my cock. "Nice" I heard someone whisper, their stale breath behind my ear. The indian guy's fingers were on my belt as he sucked me, and suddenly he dragged my trousers and pants down. A finger ploughed between my cheeks, probing my hole. I was getting a bit scared. I couldn't see anything, and the hot, sweaty bodies closing in on me made me nervous. Suddenly, a bottle was thrust under my nose. "Take a deep sniff, kid." I sniffed the poppers, and the bottle was withdrawn. I felt giddy, warm, and relaxed. The Indian guy stood back and someone dragged my head forward and thrust a fat, slimey cock into my mouth. I was suddenly really horny and then some cold, slippery lube was applied to my mancunt and I thrust back to meet the scaley fingers. A forefinger ploughed up me, and I winced as the rough nail scratched me on the way in. "Man," came a whisper " He wants it bad." The indian said. " Give him the poppers and fuck his arse" The bottle appeared under my nose as I sucked. I sniffed, my head swam, and suddenly I felt a fat cock-head nosing into my cunt. I reached back and realised he wasn't wearing a condom! I started to rise, but a strong hand pushed my shoulders back down and a hoarse voice said "Easy kid, you know you want it." The cock pushed against my hole, and suddenly slid up me in a delicious, slippery rush. "Oh yeaah!" He said, his fat, hairy belly against my cheeks and his cock buried to the hilt. What was I doing! How could I let some stranger I couldn't even see fuck me bare? But his cock started to slide in and out of me, and it felt so good I could only groan with pleasure. "Give him the poppers" he breathed and more fumes filled my nose. His thrusts were deep and urgent and I realised he wasn't going to pull out. No! I shouldn't do this! But it felt soooo good and so wrong that the excitement was unbelieveable. Suddenly, his whole body spasmed and shook and he gasped "cumming!" as he spurted in me. WHAT HAD I DONE? He could be poz! The Indian guy's face was next to mine and he whispered. "There you go. His spunk's in you now." I heard a low chuckle and the man said. "Yeah, knocked him up good!" I felt my blood run cold and yet it felt so dirty, so incredibly sexy that I just remained bent over, my hands on the cold wet wall as the indian guy said "I knew you wanted it!" I felt his hands reach over and spread my arse cheeks. I couldn't see a thing it was so dark, and yet , and yet... " Who's next" He whispered. A short, fat cock slid into me and fucked me quickly in short, urgent thrusts and in seconds it swelled and spurted in me. I was lost, literally giving myself to the darkness as my indian friend stroked my face and whispered encouragement as cock after cock bred me until the sperm ran out of me..... 10

Another Real Experience: - Excelling at CusTomer Service; Part 3 – Rental Surprise I had actually posted this true story elsewhere but those sites are "no more", now's the perfect time to include it with my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. Therefore, here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". So a couple of summers back, a friend and colleague was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and asked me a favor - she knew that I generally don't do rentals, only sales, but these were customers of hers who had bought a new bigger house and wanted to rent out their current one for a year or two until the market improved. I generally DON'T do rentals, but she's a good friend, and it was a $3000 rental, so a good commission. I go to the house to take pictures and to meet with the owners after my friend let them know I would be handling it, and was in for a bit of a surprise. I got to the place - it was awesome for a small house: pool, hot tub, koi pond, bbq pit in the back yard and great interiors with huge tubs and showers on each floor. The wife met me first, cool lady kinda hot in a "tough chick" sort of way... and then the husband came downstairs. Fortunately, his wife was looking at me and not him when his jaw hit the floor and he recognized me. I had to suppress a chuckle as I said "oh, hey Ted! Didn't know this was your house". Ted with a crooked smile said "yeah, it's my second wife's house, actually... and we just bought one together." "You two know each other? How cool!" Wifey number 2 puts in. "Yes," I said, "from the 'Y' - we work out at the same time frequently enough..." If she only knew HOW we'd worked out, one particular time in general... Ted is a real hottie - used to be an NYC fireman, now works construction as a carpenter and is a volunteer fireman in our 'burb here just outside the big apple. Built like a baseball or soccer player, he's got a great mesomorph body, awesome pecs, nice dick and a beautiful hairy bubble butt. Coloring -wise he's "Black Irish": very pale but not unattractive skin, piercing blue eyes and dark brown thick head of hair and a '70s clone-style 'stache that on him is very hot. He's about 2 inches shorter than my 6' and at the time he was - like me - in his late '40s but in really good shape. I'd immediately noticed him at the gym, years ago when I first moved back home to the burbs after a couple of decades in NYC. A total hottie and just my type. But a wedding ring, and though he looked around a lot more than usual for a straight guy, he didn't respond to any of the usual clues. Interestingly, our YMCA's steam room actually DOES get active every once in a while, but you have to be really careful as it is co-ed, though few women use the steam room. Also, some guys are just not cool. Ted had occasionally been in the steam room when some groping or even a little oral got started, but at first he always left. After a while, he started to stay, though appeared to look away. Finally he got to the point of openly watching. It was after one of those sessions when the guy who was blowing me did so for only about 2 minutes before he shot himself and hastily exited that we finally spoke to each other. "You seemed to be enjoying the show" I said, pointing out his tented towel. He actually blushed and said "yeah, I can't believe how easy it can be for you guys". We talked a bit (seems he HAD gotten some blow jobs from guys before in the past on a couple of occasions) so I asked if he wanted to try some more again. He said yes, but not there and invited me back to his new apartment, which he had gotten upon divorcing his wife. It was a very short drive, we could have walked, and I followed him in after pulling my "play bag" out of the trunk of my car. He was amazed that I had videos, lube, toys and leather gear with me, and that my partner was cool with me playing on the side when he was working. Ted said he wanted to try out more than just getting a blow job but was scared, and he lamented that he didn't have any weed because he knew that would relax him. I told him I didn't either (I actually have problems with the stuff, I may be allergic) but that I did have a pipe with me and stuff that would make him feel really good, and really horny and lower some inhibitions, but wouldn't leave him out of it or unaware of what was happening. He was all for it, and I pulled out the glass cock and filled it up with the icy crystals and *puff* he was having his first dance with Miss T. We popped in one of my videos that had a woman or two in a couple of the scenes, and stripped down to our boxers. Jerking led quickly to mutual jerking and soon the boxers were gone and I was on the floor between his hairy muscle thighs sucking that very nice dick - he loved it. I pulled out the poppers and took a huff, and swallowed his dick to the balls - he says "can I try some of those? What do I do?" I pulled off briefly, told him how to huff and NOT get stuff up his nose, took a hit, handed him the bottle and went back to sword-swallowing. He took a hit and moaned, so I pushed his legs up and attacked his hairy hole (knowing we'd both showered at the gym) and he just squirmed and loved that. I pulled back, asking if he liked it and he said "oh fuck yeah". I fired up the torch and we had a few more major hits, and I said "any interest in reciprocating?" He said he'd give it a shot... he took a few more fortifying puffs off the pipe, took a long hit of poppers and basically went nuts on my hard dick, sucking, licking, licking my balls and even a gave me a rim job - which he actually stayed on better and longer than the blow job (and - not his fault - he did use his teeth a bit unknowingly.) All the while, whenever his mouth was free for a moment, he was all "fuck this is hot, fuck this is hot". Finally he moved us to the bedroom... bringing my play bag, vids, the glass cock the poppers and all. A few more clouds shared and we were in a 69... nice. His tongue seemed more used to hole than dick (probably used to eating pussy) so he was back to that shortly. I asked if he wanted to fuck that hole, and he was all for it. I said watch the vid, while I check on something and left him with the torch and pipe and took my "emergency" kit to the bathroom and found I was just fine for being fucked, quickly washed the kit and got back in there. He asked what I had been doing, and I briefly explained without any off-putting details that I was making sure I was clean for a fuck. We puffed more (thank god he wasn't getting Tina Dick), I pulled out two kinds of lube and he mounted me - me on all fours with him behind and both of us facing the video. He liked it, a lot, and gave me a huge load. We puffed more when he got done, and he was clearly still majorly turned on. He kept asking about getting fucked, and what it felt like, and did it make me feel less like a man (hardly) and so on, and finally asked if he could try it if I would promise to stop if he hated it. I agreed, and he asked about the whole bathroom thing. I explained, gave him the kit, told him what to do, and how to do it and for how long, and set him at it with the poppers while I kicked back with the pipe. A little bit later he was back, like me there was really nothing there to worry about, and he made sure to wash well so I could get my tongue back in before we started. With the torch firing, we did hits while I blew some of the smoke up his butt and mounted him the way he did me - doggie style facing the porn. He didn't seem like the face to face kissing type - at least not yet. I gave him the poppers and told him to take some gentle huffs while I was entering him, and he did. Slowly but surely, I got inside and started a slow pulse after he told me he was okay and his hole had accepted it. We built up speed and had a long serious fuck that he seemed to like very very well. I didn't shoot, as I'd played the night before (that's why the bag was in the car) and he told me it was awesome, but he wasn't sure he'd ever have the guts to do it again. Sure enough, after that, he didn't quite avoid me at the gym, but he certainly never came to the steam room again and when he did speak to me it was in a group. Then my schedule changed and I was not working out at that time of day anymore... so I hadn't seen him much the last two years. UNTIL my friend asked me for a favor and I found myself listing his (well, his new wife's) house for rent. He did manage to let me know that he'd really enjoyed what we did... and maybe, MAYBE he might want to repeat sometime. I thought I might get the chance to have time to add some persuasion to that - but the listing was so damn good the place rented THAT afternoon as soon as I put it in the system. Ah well, if my friend needs to travel around the time they close on their new house... who knows?

Last night I was doing the usual, hooking up with a piggy fisting bottom buddy of mine - a kindred spirit, 45yo like me, who loves nothing more than to get tweaked and do some really deep nasty ffing. I was in the sling, waiting for my buddy to get his meaty hand fully into me, so I could slam with him already in me. His phone rings and a top buddy he invited to play is at the door...as he pushes his hand into my eager hole, his roommate lets the guy in. I slam as he does and I am flying as he opens me up - so fucking hot! The top walks in as we're just getting started and feeds me his big black cock which I gladly take down my throat. Poppers and more lube and my fisting buddy gets three quarters of his forearm into me. We play for several hours like this, the top alternating fucking me bb, giving me a load, and the ff buddy opening up my hole more and more, getting all the way in to his elbow, holding it there and gently twisting for another two solid hours till his hand fell asleep. The top guy, only 20 took over with his 9" thick black cock and fucked me silly before he dumped a second load into me.

I've been called a faggot by so many tops in my past, that it just immediately turns me on. I wanted to share with you guys some of the things others have shared with me... many have explained to me why I am naturally a faggot, and how that's my purpose in life... and honestly sometimes it really makes more sense than I probably should let it make... Anyway. It's gonna be lengthy, but here's the first time a man called me a faggot, and what he told me. When I said that I dig having skinny faggot pussy wrapped around my Rod, you said it made you all horny. That shows that you are a faggot by nature. From a young age, you have been aching for Male Cock in both your mouth and pussy. It's a mental obsession you cannot shake. It's actually a NEED mother nature has given you. Whenever you see a nice Male Cock, you lose control of yourself and become overwhelmed with lust. When you needed to make photos for your profile, you chose to create photos with your pussy spread. That is natural. The faggot has an organic desire to spread its pussy for Males. When in the presence of a Male, you want to spread your pussy, and it may even spread involuntarily. That is natural for the faggot. From the photos, you also have wide hips. Your hips flare from your waist like a girl's. It gives your ass and pussy a very female look. That is also natural. All faggots have a feminine type of ass and cunt. In the one photo in which you are on your knees, it is almost hard to tell if it might be a male or female. That is good; that is natural. And in that same photo, one can see that your pussy is spread very seductively. It is clearly beckoning a Male to come and enter it. It is ACHING for a Male to take it. That is again natural and proper for the faggot. An actual MALE has no desire to be penetrated by Male Cock in any way nor lusts after Male Cock. He has no reaction when he sees a Male Cock. He would rather not see it, and that is why he keeps his faggot slave in chastity. A Male's dormant male aggression and lust is aroused by the sight of spread pussy and he enjoys entering both girl and faggot mouth and pussy. His lust is not a NEED like the faggot's. The faggot cannot live without Male Cock. But the Male--although he may enjoy pussy and mouth--can take them or leave them at will. He has self-control, which the faggot does not. The faggot NEEDS the Man, but the Man does not need the faggot. So because the faggot NEEDS the Male, but the Male does not need the faggot, and because the Male has self-control and the faggot does not, the Male can easily rule and control the faggot. And this is also why keeping the faggot in orgasm denial and Male Cock denial is the way that the Male obtains full control over the faggot. It is easy to obtain control over the faggot by this method. Faggot's sexual energy under control = faggot under control. The Male can easily get the faggot to do or change or correct or improve anything; can train the faggot up in ANYTHING, simply by denying the faggot orgasm and denying the faggot Male Cock. When a Male sees your spread pussy photo, he wants to take your pussy aggressively. If you see an image of Male Ass, you will want to worship it by kissing and licking. Distinction between the Male and faggot. This explanation turned me on like nothing had ever before... I didn't even know where to begin. I thought I'd share it with you guys, mostly to hear your thoughts. Agreements, disagreements? Is this just a horny top's ploy to get me to be his fuck toy? I would've done that anyway, you know?

you know the saying "don't knock it till you try it," well damn, i don't think i'll ever knock anything ever again. two weekends ago, on a sunday no less, i did my first slam. met a guy on BBRT (Gabe). he hit me up and in three emails, we had exchanged phone numbers and he had my address. asked if i partied and i was feeling adventurous so i said sure. within a hour he was at my place. and he brought a homie of his (edgar). i recognized edgar the minute he walked through the door. and i was scared. edgar has a HUGE thick 9" uncut dick. he used to fuck me back in '09 when i first came out and he tore me up. i had to stop hooking up with him. fast forward to now, and 9" is a jumping off point on dick size for me, i'm a pro now. anywho, i'm blowin a blunt, high as a fuckin kite, sportin my PR bandana and a jock with the PR flag on it. they slap my ass, and off to the bedroom we go. i throw on some BiLatinMen porn and get on the bed. edgar comes over, drops his Jordan basketball shorts, takes off his wifebeater and BAM. 9" of yummy uncut Mexi cock. Gabe is walking around in a jock and asks how i party. i tell him, pipe or bong. he asks if i have slammed and i lie and say yes. he fixes up a 32 CC for me, a 40 CC for him and slams me then him. the mota and slam have me like whoooaaa. i lay down, edgar makes me suck his dick. i'm fuckin HIGH. then i feel gabe's 9.5" cut monster nuzzling my ass. he eats me, i'm gagging on edgar's dick and then it's down to business. for well over an hour, gabe and edgar POUND on my ass. like super hardcore. i'm so fuckin high i just moan and take it. i back up into their dicks and wiggle around a bit. but there is no stopping them. i have a mouth full of cock and a ass filled with dick. i get fucked on my back, on my side, doggy, cowboy, reverse cowboy, on the beanbag chair, on the bathroom sink. no holds barred. eventually i start to come down. gabe ties me up and edgar is just beatin up on my ass. gabe fixes us another cocktail and this time the slam is mega super intense. he says "it's about 35 CC and thick". didn't knoww what the hell that meant, just knew it was the most amazing sex i had experienced. all in all, we fucked for over 5 hours. only break happened when i stopped to roll a blunt. when i party, smoking a bleezy helps balance me out. it was the most intense amazing sex i had ever had. definitely amongst the best sex ever. edgar and gabe shot so much nut in me that even with the cum left in my ass, the cum that did ooze out was enough to fill a coffee cup. they saved it and later that night used it as lube for my hole. we fucked on cam4. no slam though =-(. just a pipe, bluntz and some major mexi pinga.