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Yesterday Sudden warm spell and lack of Saunas been that the remaining cursing sites are busy. Im lucky that I have one a couple of miles away , popped up yesterday as I was in need of a fuck. A few cars in the lay-by (lots familiar , guys who have spent the last 10 years just sitting in their cars waiting for the perfect "one - WTF) There was an unfamiliar late registration go faster MINI , I'm thinking I bet the drivers cute. Headed straight for the bushes and I was not disappointed , early 30's I think , Preppy - properly in marketing or PR where easy on the eye is a prerequisite . I love 30's guys , ofter great bodies and tight asses , but enough experience to be complete slags. He was standing with his cock out wanking (direct, also a good sign) , I lot up close and dropped my work shorts and started to stroke my fast thickening cock. We were side by side so I reached and pulled down his jeans , whetted a finger and worked it in to his ass , hput up no resistance. He quickly dropped to his knees and started to suck me , I roughly pulled his head on to me to make him gag, after a couple of minutes he stood up and just turned , offering me his ass. I got a couple of fingers lubed with spit and worked then in to him and placed my now rigid as a metal bar thick dick against his hole , he bent over and pulled his ass cheeks apart. Although there wasn't much lube he was relaxed enough (or I wasn't the first that day - SLAG !!! , just what I like) for me to penetrate him easily . I got my rhythm going and I reached and played with his nipples , he was greatly appreciative. At the moment im really in to ATM , I love a bottom tasting my leaking premium and his own juice ,he got on his knees again , an muttered that he wanted my load , not for me If im fucking the load has to be in the hole or its not a proper load. I got him to his feet and pushed him against a tree trunk , he pushed his hot ass out and I mounted him fucked him hard and deep and spat a thick daddy load in his now loose ass. I pulled up my shorts and left him mopping a bit of stray cum from his cloths , less than 5 mins , no words spoken and I was it time for my next job , perfect slag , perfect fuck

Felt my hole twitching last night as I hung out late night after work. Started fingering my hole as I wore my girl’s crotchless panties. Started cruising grindr again. Wasn’t really expecting a hook up even though I had fully cleaned out, and my hole was dripping wet in anticipation. I get a message though. This time an anon 28yr heavy set white guy, nice thick 7” cut. Didn’t see his face, only a couple cock pics sent through the app. That was good enough for me. My wife was asleep upstairs but I invited him over anyway and told him it would have to be a quick pump and dump. He eagerly agreed. After a few minutes, he came through the door to my basement. Found me on all fours with my ass in the air. He got straight to it, first eating out my hole before sliding his cock balls deep. He pounded rough for 5 min or so, none stop, balls slapping my ass, until he asked me where I wanted his nut. I begged and moaned that he should breed me deep, to knock me up like a highschool slut. He pounded a few more times and then let out a deep guttural sigh as his cock convulsed and his seed shot deep in my guts. Thought he would leave after I cleaned off his cock with my throat, but instead it only got him harder. He told me to lean against the wall as he stood and blasted a second load into my sloppy pussy. Cleaned him a second time, tasting my sweet ass juice mixed with his cum, before he left promising another visit. After, I went and laid next to my wife as my wrecked hole leaked his anon cum on to our sheets. Feeling like such a slut.

TT Boy and Brandon Iron (RIP) both get me going.

"As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ - YES. WE'VE ALL HAD THIS FEELING WHEN TAKING OUR FIRST STEPS

Spent a night in Las Vegas for work. I have a bottom fuckbud that I connected with and we decided to go to Entourage. I was super excited since COVID had me singing the bathhouse blues. Couple things, I had never been to Entourage before but because of the pandemic, the sauna, jacuzzi, a number of showers, and most of the dark areas were closed. Everyone has to get a room, no lockers, but they have a 4 hour deal for $20. We met up there around 7:30. There was a decent crowd, but not much action. My friend showed up and we immediately went to his room to plant the first seed. He sucked my cock so good, and I sank my cock in his tight hole. After a couple positions, I quickly shot my 3-day load deep in his ass. We went out to explore and see what was happening. For a while, the crowd got stagnant but soon more guys came in. He fucked around with a couple guys, a younger twink, and a muscle latino with a big cock. I just cruised around a bit until he was loaded up more. We went back to his room and I fucked his sloppy hole; even with all the cock he takes, he stays tight, which made me blow my second load of the night in a few minutes. Later, we go to one of the theater areas with some fuck benches. There we have a little group fun with some guys, some sucking and stroking, until another guy tries to fuck him but can't get it going because of his tight hole. The crowd doesn't last so we go back to make our rounds. Towards the end of the night, I suck his cock a bit, but his super thick shaft locks my jaw up. I end up fucking him in his room with the door open, but I cant squeeze out another load. A couple guys come in and fuck his has and a crowd gathers outside his room. After about 10 minutes no one cums in him and so we just close up shop and decide to leave. I grab some food and head back to my hotel. After bathhouses my, feet and legs hurt from all the walking so I had no plans to go back out...until a guy pops up on BBRT close by. Hes a 30 is white cumdump pig bottom, just my type, so i walk 10 minutes to his hotel. We get up to his room and i lube up and fuck his hairy hole. He has a nice skinny and hairy body, with a tight ass that was loaded up with one deposit. I fuck him near a mirror which we get into and I blow my 3rd load of the night. We decide to meet up again in the morning; I go back to his room, spit all over his face as he wanted, and gave him my 4th load in 12 hours. I love Vegas, and I love cumdumps.

I woke up at 1 to a message from an African American chub telling me he wanted to breed my hole. I told him I had to clean up but I’d see him soon. I cleaned out, jumped in the shower and headed to his place. I walked in and undressed as did he and I began sucking his cock. What appeared to be an average uncut cock swelled to a 9’ beer can. I flipped over and he started eating my ass. I took a deep hit of poppers as he lined his cock up with my hole and pushed in. In one motion he tore open my hole and was in to the base. He began pounding me hard. After 20 minutes of brutal fucking he put me on my back and shoved back in while choking me. He picked up speed as he began hitting me in the face while spitting on me. He told me he felt like he was gonna cum and he wanted me to ride it out of him. I got on top and rode him till she flooded my guts with his seed. As I was leaving he said “I hope you liked that I read your profile”. I headed home and relaxed for a while. I saw I had a message on Bbrt. This guy I’d been talking to for years but never got the chance to meet told me he wanted me to come over so he could breed me. I hopped in an Uber and headed his way. He was waiting naked as I walked in the door. I stripped to my jock and started sucking his dick. He put me on the bed and began eating my ass. After getting me open he asked how many loads he was tasting. I told him on and he said let’s add another and slid in my hole. He told me he had a surprise for me and told me he had another guy coming to breed me. He then shot his load deep in me. We chatted a bit and I told him I’d never been fucked blindfolded and he told me he had one. I slipped it on and he began fucking another load into my hole. I remained blindfolded and ass up on the bed as he went to let the second guy in. I felt a cock on my lips and I began sucking. I recognized the taste of my ass and cum on his cock. I felt the new top’s unlubed cock shove into my hole. They spit roasted me for 2 hours each shooting 4 loads into my ass as I shot multiple hands free loads. After relaxing for a few minutes I took the blindfold off. I saw the second guy sucking off the first top with his ass in the air. I started eating his ass and fingering his hole. The first top got up and started fucking the second guy while I sucked his cock and stroked. The guy fucking shot his load inside and then pulled out. I climbed on and started fucking the guy. After a while I took a deep hit of poppers and unloaded in his hole. I got dressed and headed home ass leaking the 12 loads I took.

Here's the thing: There are probably (proportionately) just as many men interested in sex with men (MISM) in Middle Eastern countries as in any other country. But the spectrum of acceptance for any given country there runs from borderline tolerated if kept completely and totally down-low, to actively persecuted with penalties ranging up to execution (and unlike the US, sentences are carried out in many places pretty swiftly). So a gay or bi man of Turkish, or Arabic, or Persian, or Kurdish descent, who finds himself in the United States, can and probably will behave markedly differently than he can or will back in those countries. It's just not safe, in many of them. And if you go over there and get caught in a compromising situation - don't think for a moment that a sting isn't possible - the BEST you could hope for is immediate deportation; they could just as easily imprison you on morals charges for a lengthy period. Again, the situation varies from country to country. In most, there are, for locals, workarounds - much like there were here in the US in the 50's and 60's, when you could get arrested and lose your job for being caught in a vice raid or trying to pick up an undercover cop in a park. But those are carefully guarded workarounds, because the people who use them are legitimately worried about the authorities finding out and infiltrating, then arresting, the whole group. So the chances of getting into one of those groups, during a short trip, are slim. You're better off mentioning in your profiles in the US that you have a special fondness for Middle Eastern men. There will be fewer of them, but they'll be easier to find and safer to chase.

I used to have such a guy in my life. He was a total pig, huge dick, and got me all smoked up and drunk as part of the fun. He would call, I would be coy and say no thank you, and then two hours later, I'd be in his kitchen with his monster dick down my throat. It was wonderful. But he died. Pancreatic cancer. I no longer have such a guy, and I think he was the last one. That was eight years ago.

The problem with the notification bell icon being obscured by an X button should be fixed now. Ditto for the hard to read tag names. And lastly I fixed the white-on-white active pagination button.

It was the same twink, it looked like he was just finishing his circuits of the park and heading for the path through the woods. It had been a few days since I'd fucked and my cock hardened as it remembered his vice-like arse chute. I didn't often do repeat fucks....but needs must. I started to quicken my pace a little, until we were both in the trees, him about 20m ahead of me. I checked around, then sprinted after him. He had head phones on and was oblivious until I jumped on his back and brought us both crashing to the ground. I wasted no time in wrapping my bicep round his neck and carrying him deeper into the trees where I pushed him to the ground on his back and sat on his chest. He was winded but could still speak. "You?!!!" "Yup, it's your lucky day. You carrying my big poz baby?" "No man! Get off! I got PEP" "The morning after pill? You ungrateful little fuck" "Get off me... let me go..." My cock was now out of my shorts and drooling over his face. I could feel his little pecker hardening in his running shorts behind me. "Not sure you want me to really" I said. "So, you're on the pill?" "Eh?" "PreP" "No man, I'm not. I have a boyfriend" Mmmmm...Perfect. It was Saturday evening, a holiday weekend, and due to Covid there was a good chance he'd struggle to get PEP until Tuesday. I shuffled forward and smothered him in my sweaty balls, feeling him, whimper and then huff down on my scent. I let him get a little intoxicated before hopping off and flipping him over. His shorts ripped easily down the seam as I held him down, kneeling on the back of his legs. My new sharpened PA glistened evilly as a shaft of sunlight caught it through the trees. I spat a couple of times on his almost invisible pucker and then let my cock head find its target. He was almost as tight as before and I knew I'd be slicing him up just inside his entrance as well as deeper inside. He shrieked and squirmed - his first real effort - clearly a reflex response against his thought out approach of getting it over and done with. I cupped his mouth in my hand and ploughed in, punching through his inner gate. I didn't pull out all the way once I was in, knowing that's what caused him the most pain. I just wanted to enjoy this and the easiest way was to let him think he was having some fun too, that way I could really use my body to thrust into him without worrying about gagging him with my hand or arm. I punched into him hard for a few minutes, grinding him into the dirt before slowing right down, which I could tell he loved. My head was right next to his, my tongue in his ear, nibbling on his lobe and leaving love bites over his neck. I whispered to him "getting close, pussy boi, time for daddy to plant his seed in your fertile pussy" He whimpered back "You going to look after my babies this time, boi?" No answer, so I thrust hard into him. "Yes Daddy, I'll look after them" "let me grow inside you...." "mmmm" "bring your boyfriend to my cock too, flood his guts as you watch" At this he shuddered and pumped out his own sweet load under us. The sensation gripped my cock and I was quickly adding my evil DNA to his tender insides. No thrusting, I was already planted to the hilt, just steady, hard pumps of my cock that sent my lifeforce into him. As soon as I was empty, I slid out of his red raw arse, noting the dribble of pink juice that followed my cock. I stepped on his back, leaving a huge footprint on him before shoving myself back in my shorts and jogging off, getting glances from my obscene bulge. ---- Back at the flats there was a white box van parked in the bay for Jake's old place, rear doors open, loaded with boxes. New tennant. On the first landing a slim young lad was struggling with a big box. It didn't look that heavy but getting it round the bend was defeating him. I grabbed one end: "here let me help you" A sound of surprise and then: "oh...wow...thanks...that's great". A high pitched girly voice. Between us we got the box up to top landing and in through the door of Jake's place before placing it on the floor. All sorts of memories going through my mind. I looked up, half expecting this newcomer to be my old buddy and was shocked to find a young female face looking back at me... "Thanks so much" (the voice now made sense) "It's just me today, my fiance had an appointment, I'm Sarah, I'd never have got that box in here without you" I looked her boyish body up and down as I introduced myself and could see her doing the same to me, hardly surprising given the hard job my runners have of containing my package, especially with the new PA. Of course, I offered to help her with the rest of the van load,...

Part 4 I turned my head to look at the man who was invading my hole. He was striking. Drew was a boyishly handsome, late 40s man with vivid green eyes. He reminded me instantly of an architect who had lived next to us while I was in high school. Clean-cut, almost intellectual looking, if I can say that about a naked man at a sex party. His chest was covered in grey-blond hair and he was in average shape. I’m sure he looked good fully dressed and, well, I didn’t care so much about his body because his flaccid cock was sporting a Prince Albert. What would that do to me? He pulled me toward another pair of poles near the wall and I realized there were lube dispensers mounted on the wall like soap dispensers, except these were to help you be dirty instead of clean. Drew pumped out a few heavy shots and let them rest in his hand to warm up. “Always better to get fucked before you come here,” he said, casually. “Makes it easy to start playing as soon as you arrive.” When he inserted the first finger, it was the middle one, giving him the deepest access. I gasped but said, “God, I want that.” Drew leaned his face near to mine. “I might fuck you,” he said quietly. “I wanna see if you’re up for the challenge. What’s the most times you’ve been fucked in one night?” I swallowed and said, “twice,” doubling my actual record. Drew smiled. It was an evil smile. “How many raw cocks have been in your ass?” Now I hesitated. I didn’t want to get laughed out of this place. I didn’t want to spoil my chance to get Drew in my ass. But the only person I lie to well is myself. “I do lots of pump and dumps where I breed guys,” I said, looking directly in those green eyes. “Now I wanna be rawfucked and bred like I do to them. I don’t wanna keep thinking about it. I wanna do it.” “You dirty fucking cum whore.” With each word Drew pressed his finger hard against my prostate and I gasped. I couldn’t hide how much I wanted him to do this. “I saw the way you swallowed Felix’s cummy dick.” He kissed me hard and asked, “Do you eat your load out of the asses of those men you fuck? Do you swallow the cum of all the other men who have bred them?” He laughed as he saw from the expression on my face that I realized what I had missed. “You will now, I bet.” Drew had a second finger pushing at my hole and I pushed back on it. It slipped in. “Please fuck me,” I begged. He looked me right in the eyes and said, “You mean, please blow my load in your hole and breed you? You mean, please, Mr.I Don’t Know Who You Are, won’t you cum in my ass?” “Yeah, oh yeah!” Several men were leaning against the wall around us. I could tell by the smirk on one guy’s face that he had been listening. He was a muscular man in his mid-30s, with the kind of exaggerated body of a Jersey Shore bro. His dark hair was buzzed into a flat top and one arm and one leg were covered in sleeve tattoos. His cock was flaccid and stubby. Drew beckoned him over. He said, “Hey,” as he joined us and Drew quickly made introductions. “Michael here is a high-performance fuck hole,” Drew explained and Michael grinned. “How many loads tonight, Michael?” “I just got here, so only two that I brought from home.” “Whose are they?” “ Fuck if I know their names,” Michael shrugged. “Some black kid who shot really fast and a dude who said he was visiting from Chicago.” “Time to share,” Drew said. Michael willingly turned to present his muscular ass to us. It was clearly very hairy but he kept the hair trimmed not waxed. That turned me on even more. It was impressive to think that it was a receptacle for so much cum. I would have fucked it eagerly. But thought of that disappeared as Drew withdrew his fingers from my hole. “Spread his cheeks,” he told me. Michael obliged us by arching his back and I pulled his glutes apart to reveal a bright red pucker. It was shiny. I wanted to dive right in but Drew’s finger beat me to it. He slipped right inside. For a moment he wiggled it and Michael said, “What a tease” before Drew pulled out, a shiny glob of cum and mucus on his finger. I leaned forward to lick it but Drew pulled it away. “Not in the mouth, you hungry slut. Turn around.” I obeyed as I heard Drew say, “Michael, now you spread his cheeks.” I tried to arch my back as I felt two strong hands parting my ass, and then Drew’s wet, cum-covered finger was slipping inside me. It was all I could do not to grab my dick and start rubbing one out for all I was worth. The sexual thrill in my body and my brain was electric. I had the cum in my ass. I didn’t know whose it was. I hadn’t even been fucked yet and I had anonymous cum inside me. Drew slipped a second finger in again, and then a third as he used his control of my hole to turn me back to face him. He was looking at me with powerful intensity and I wanted him to do it forever. I wanted any man to do it. “Is that turning you on? Are you a bigger cumslut than you were before? You thought you were one when you got here, but I keep showing you that you have no idea how low you can sink. Is this what you want?” “Fuck, yeah!” I panted. “You’re making me so fucking turned on. Jesus, I need it.” Drew push my head down and to the side. I saw briefly that Michael had been jerking his cock while he watched what Drew did to me. It had grown much longer. It wasn’t thick but it was nearly 7 inches. And then I was swallowing it. “Get it slick, slut.” Drew said. “Michael’s gonna be your first fuck of the night. You wanna be a cumwhore, you can learn from a champ.” Michael held my head in place and face fucked me. I felt him grow harder and I had to work not to gag. After a minute he pulled out and I looked at his glistening cock. It was beautiful and raw. "Fuck me, Michael,” I begged. “Breed me.” Drew pulled me up from behind and once again turned me, so that now my ass was facing Michael. I could feel Michael fingering my hole for a second and then the head of his cock was pressing against my anus. I pushed back slightly, trying not to wince, and then he slipped in. He barely waited before he thrust fully inside me. I yelped but at the same time I felt an incredible rush of excitement. I had a raw cock inside my ass! “You’re fucked now,” Drew said to me, almost angrily. “You’re nothing but a cum dump for one of the biggest sluts in town.” He stood right in front of me, looking intently at me, even as my head bounced around from the fuck that Michael was giving me. “All these men here”--there were at least 20 guys in the room now--”they see you with Michael’s raw cock in your hole. And they can see how much it turns you on. No secrets for you any more.” “Yes!” I gasped. “I want that. I want that!” A glistening ball of spit appeared on Drew’s lips. I stuck out my tongue and tried to lean forward to lick it off but he spat it at me instead. It landed on my cheek, “You sick, twisted fuck,” he growled. “Now we’ll see what kind of trouble you can get in.” I moaned as he turned and walked away, out of the room and into the dark room. Behind me, Michael slowed and then unceremoniously pulled out of my hole with a plop. Before I could even protest, he put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Way too early for me to cum and your tight hole is dangerous. But good start at being a fuckhole, kid. Maybe we’ll find each other later tonight.” And then he walked away, too, into the dark room, leaving me there alone in the middle of the room with a wet sloppy hole and unbred.

Part 3 I couldn't stop thinking about fucking Nate in the alley and how I wished I had fucked the kid. By the time the weekend rolled around, I could not concentrate, I was so horny. I broke down and called in sick to work. Just after midnight on Friday, I was looking out my window, watching the men who were already drifting into the alley. I was surprised, since a lot of the restaurants were still open and staff was coming and going, putting out trash, taking a smoke break. And then I realized that there was no way all these guys were cruising that alley at that hour. Maybe 30 men had walked by. Where could they have gone? Investigating was all the excuse I needed. I slipped into a pair of jeans, motorcycle boots, and a wife-beater and headed downstairs, calm, confident, and horned up. Blow-job Bear was not in his usual position, but I guessed it was too early, a little past 12:30. Then, as I approached the spot near the abandoned storefront where I had fucked Nate and fingered the kid, I saw him. He was standing beside a door into the storefront. Red light leaked from around the doorframe and I could hear a throb of bass. Jesus Christ, there was a club here? The bear looked at me, the first time he had looked me in the eyes, and jerked a thumb toward the door. I walked over. “What’s up?” I asked. “Private gathering. You might like it. No admission.” “Nice of somebody to throw a party like that.” “I’ve seen you here. You could have a good time. Check it out.” He reached over and pulled the door open. The light and the sound poured out into the street and I stepped inside. The red light filled the first room, which had no furniture, no decoration. Three doorways led out of it. It was hard to make out what lay through any of them; it seemed like only the red light illuminated them. I chose right. It was a hallway. I took a few steps and stopped, letting my eyes adjust. The music seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. I took a few more steps forward and realized I could see a doorway of some kind another fifteen or so feet ahead. I walked carefully toward it and stepped into a large room. It was lit by the faint light of a large screen showing raw porn. Five or six men stood around the room, several of them paired off and making out. I knew that if I stayed and watched, I could probably join in some kind of action. But I wanted to know what else this place held and there was another doorway directly across the room. It turned out to be a stair and in the faintest of light I made my way carefully down below street level. The light here was so much less than upstairs. I could hear much more than I could see, the wet, sloppy sounds of men fucking and sucking. I edged to my right and found the wall. At the same time I bumped into someone. A strong hand gripped my wrist. I started to whisper a “sorry, man” when the other hand pulled mine to a thick cock. Partly engorged but not fully hard, it was slick already--saliva? Lube?--and I automatically began to stroke it. The man’s other hand gripped my head, pulled it forward and I was being kissed, hard, invasively. I felt another body pressing against me from the right and someone else was massaging my crotch. The cock in my hand had a heavy foreskin and although I could not see it, and I could not really see anything of them men beside me, touching me. I started to drop to my knees. The man kissing me sensed this and held me in place. He was taller than I was and the tight skin of his groin told me he was fit, whoever he was. He seemed to be naked. The hand on my crotch was moving up and down my body, playing with my nipples before moving back to rub my now fully hard dick. I felt this second man press himself against me from behind. His cock was hard too and it pushed insistently against my ass. Instinctively, I pushed back against it. I ground my ass against him. “Like a bitch in heat,” I heard him say. I moaned a little into the mouth of the man who was kissing me. It was like I was bipolar. Last night I had been the one taking charge, making decisions, choosing to have the kid fuck Nate. I had told myself that I was coming here to do the same things. And now, with the slightest contact with another man’s hard cock, I was ready to do whatever these men wanted, even though I had no idea who they were. I could pass them on the street tomorrow and have no idea. I reached behind me with my free hand, eager to feel the cock that was pressing itself against my jeans. It was slick too. Had these guys already fucked someone in this room tonight? Had they bred him? This one curved upward and to the left slightly. God, how would that feel inside me? The hair at the base of the cock was dense and curly. Maybe this man was black? Was he my age? Old enough to be my father? Handsome? It was part of the unknown that I had stepped into, where the only clear thing was that I wanted this cock and the one I held in my hand and any other cock I could get. Suddenly he stepped away from me and I felt a cold absence where he had pressed against me. I reached back to find empty space. And then the owner of the thick cock I had been jerking pulled away too. “Later,” I heard him whisper. “Way too soon. And check your clothes if you wanna be a pig. Upstairs to the left.” He walked away and I stood there panting for a few minutes. I was so full of lust and there was so much opportunity here, even if I had no idea who it was with. I carefully made my way upstairs, through the room I had crossed before and into the intense red light of the entrance. And yes indeed, I saw that the door to the left led to a long room, slightly more brightly lit than the TV room, where a tall, actual black guy, magnificently naked, with sleek muscles and a mushroom headed cock, handed me a clear plastic bag. I shucked everything but my boots and handed the bag over in exchange for a tag with a number on it. The tag went into my boot, the bag onto a table marked into sections with tape. I’d been nervous stripping down in front of this incredibly hot guy. He was polite, if not friendly, and didn’t seem to give me a look that wasn’t business like. I kept telling myself that this was just like the gym and I was heading for the showers but my dick didn't know what to do. Stand up proud? Hang loose? It was as confused as the rest of me. As I turned to head back and continue exploring, several other men entered the room and began exchanging their clothes as well. I recognized the sleeve tattoo on a short, blonde guy. I ‘d pumped a few loads into his ass. I’d never seen his face but he always pulled his cheeks open to facilitate entry, so I’d seen the tat. I decided I was here for fresh encounters. Back in the entry room, I chose the middle door. It was much larger than the TV room, with weak overhead lighting. There were a few naked guys here but most were clothed. I got some considering looks as I walked in, but there was no action happening here yet. I considered the “too early” comment I had heard downstairs. Had I shown up at a sex party--my first sex party--too soon? Was everyone conserving their loads for the perfect moment? I returned to the smaller room with the porn TV. Things were better here. I could see several guys on their knees, including a pair in front of a silver daddy who had a power-lifter’s body and was wearing a studded leather harness. If things were heating up here, then my odds were better downstairs. Once I had made my way into the basement again, instead of immediately sliding against the wall, I started to move cautiously into the center of the room. I could hear men around me, whispering, grunting, making the wet, forceful sounds of sex. I stood there, waiting once again for my eyes to adapt. Other than figures in movement around me, the only other thing I could make out was the faint outline of some other opening. I walked toward it and as I neared it, a hand reached out and grabbed my cock. I slipped away. I wanted to know more first. A short hallway turned left into another better lit room. The first room must have been some kind of test to see if you were really ready to play hard. Just to my left, a beefy guy, early 40s, with a hairy dadbod was leaning forward, grasping two poles that came down from the ceiling, holding on hard as someone plowed him repeatedly. “Shit, oh shit,” he was saying over and over. I stepped over to get a better look. I wanted to see the cock driving into that hole. And that’s when I noticed the guy fucking him, especially when he gave me a goofy smile even while driving his cock into that hairy ass. Friends had set me up on a blind date with Felix, maybe because we were both of us were, well, not cute. We hadn’t clicked. Enough that we hadn’t fucked. Maybe that had been a mistake. Felix was an ectomorph like me, strongly inclined to skinny, and much shorter at around 5’7”. I knew he was self conscious about his height. But he was a lot more defined than I was. And judging by what I could see, he was hung. He jerked his head at me and I took that as an invitation. I gave him a long wet kiss, doing my best to stay out of his way so as not to interrupt his rhythm. As I pulled away, he grinned again and said, “Play with my tits. I’m gonna unload in this guy.” I slipped behind him and reached around to rub his nipples. My hard cock pressed against his back just above his butt crack but he didn’t seem to notice. “You can be rough,” he said. “Fuck yes!” the guy he was fucking moaned and Felix laughed. He picked up the pace. Felix’s ass and back were bouncing against my cock and it was driving me crazy. I was twisting his nipples as hard as I had ever twisted a guy’s but he didn’t seem to mind. “Breed him,” I urged. “I wanna see you breed his ass.” That was a hell of a way to say hello. But he clearly didn’t mind. “You wanna be bred, Randy?” Felix grunted. “You want my load again?” “Oh yeah!” Randy panted. “Deep inside. Deep inside.” Three or four other guys were standing around us now. A tall guy in his 50s shoved his cock into Randy’s mouth and I felt hand on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Then Felix started to really buck, hard almost wild thrusts of his hips. “Yeah,” he grunted, “Oh yeah!” and he shuddered then shuddered again. “You are fucking bred,” he almost shouted. He staggered back a little, right into me. Hands were reaching out from around us for his cock, but I said clearly, “Mine!” and I slid right around him and down to my knees. Gently, reverently, I took his cum-covered cock in my mouth. He shivered--I could tell he was sensitive like I was after cumming--and instead of teasing the head I let all 8 thick inches of his sloppy dick slide to the back of my throat and just held it there. There was jostling around us as another mind lined up to enter Randy’s hole. But I stayed on my knees, looking up at Felix. I swallowed gently and he twitched but he smiled at me. “Jesus,” he said, and then used my real name, not Toby. “What did I overlook? You’re a hot fucking slut.” He patted my face and pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth, then grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “I gotta rest for a few so I can do this again.” He wiped some cum or saliva off my lips. The hand was back on my ass again, a finger probing my hole. “Oh hey, Drew,” Felix says. “My buddy wants to get fucked. Help him out while I recover.” Felix gave me a quick peck on the lips and walked right out of the room. “You’re tight and your hole isn’t lubed up” said a voice behind me. “Gotta fix that before you get loaded up.”

Twins, brothers, or cousins. It's a hard one to find, though.

So what sexual adventures are still on your bucket list? Here are some from my list: getting double penetrated by two double digit cocks (each being 10 inches or longer) doing a grand tour of the world's best bathhouses, sex clubs and backrooms/darkrooms (best in terms of uninhibited anonymous bareback sex) attend a Fickstutenmarkt event in Berlin as a mare in a red hood (bareback bottom) being a slutty cumdump at a bathhouse, sex club or sex party in Mexico City (or should that be a cumdump puta)

So here's a new story I'm starting. For you fans of my Prince Eric story, don't worry, I'm still working on that too. I just have soooooo many perverted stories going on in my head I get side tracked and want to get them all out. _________________________________________ Part 1 So I guess it's fair to say I definitely have a type. Young and trashy is what gets my dick hard. You can keep your pretty boy jock types. Give me a scruffy, tattooed, pierced,18, 19, 20 year old piece of skinny white trash any day. If they're straight, even better. There's nothing like getting my 11 inch pierced cock buried in a trashy straight boys hole and breeding him over and over until his stretched out pussy is leaking cum. Especially when I can share him with my buddies. And I've broken in my share of boys over the years, seducing them, corrupting them, destroying them. This is a story about one such boy. My favorite boy. I was very lucky and had an apartment that overlooked a skate park in the seedy part of town. I can't tell you how many hours I spent looking out my window, binoculars in one hand, my big leaking cock in the other, masturbating while I spied on the young men as they did their tricks and stunts. On a good day, some of them would remove their shirts, and I could ogle their thin, pale bodies as I would ejaculate into a glass so I could collect and freeze my loads for future use. One day, in late spring, a new boy started showing up. Sometimes with his girlfriend, sometimes alone. When his girlfriend was there, they'd make out and sometimes disappear into the thick bushes for a while, doing what I could only imagine was sexual. This boy was perfect. He stood probably 6 ft tall and weighed maybe 140 soaking wet. His dirty blond hair was long and hung down over his face. When the wind blew it out of his face, I could see his lower lip had three piercings, one in the middle and one on each corner. Both his eyebrows were pierced as was his septum with a ring that sported a big ball hanging down and his ears were gauged out with large plugs. He also sported some chin scruff that hung down a few inches. His body was a joy to behold. His skinny arms both sported colorful full sleeves with sculls and flames and demons and the like. Above his flat pecs in gothic script was the word respect. A tuft of brown hair sat in the middle of his chest and his nipples sported thick bars in them. His furry belly button was pierced and tatooed with red lips and an arrow that followed his treasure trail pointing to his crotch. His legs were very hairy which almost guaranteed that his ass crack and butthole would be as well. Yummy. And to top it off, he had a huge pair of wings tattooed on his back. He was the perfect piece of filthy white trash and I wanted him desperately. I wasted no time implementing my plan shortly after he started hanging out at the skate park. I started by nonchalantly hanging around on a nearby bench, "reading." I would casually light a joint and smoke it while I watched the boy. He would glance my way frequently with that look in his eye like he wanted to smoke, and after only a week of this, he finally approached me. A shadow fell across me and I looked up to see the shirtless boy standing in front of me with his board under his arm. "Hey man, can you share a couple of puffs?" He asked me, flicking the hair from out of his face. "I don't know kid." I answered. "How old are you?" "19." He replied. "Well, I always believe in sharing." I said as I motioned for him to sit down. He sat next to me, his shorts sagging down revealing black boxer briefs. I got a whiff of his slight body odor and my cock stirred a little. We passed the joint back and forth and I found out a little about my intended conquest. His name was TJ, Theodore James exactly, and he lived a couple of blocks away with four other guys in a two bedroom apartment. I could only imagine the squalor they lived in. He worked as a tattooist and piercer, which explained why he already had so much work done at such a young age. He was a product of the foster system and his old man was in jail and he had no idea where his mother was. Ahhhhhh, a broken home, how perfect. He had even spent a couple of years in juvie for stealing a car and dealing drugs. I was amazed at how open this kid was to a stranger, but then, he was stoned. After about an hour I told him I needed to take off, but not before I slipped him a little bud. He was extremely grateful, which is exactly what I wanted. Got to make him trust me before I wreck him. This went on for a week. Everyday we would chill and smoke while I tried not to come across as creepy. Not that I appeared creepy. I was a nice looking 35 year old, maybe a little on the chunky side, but not fat. I stood just a little taller than TJ at 6 ft 1. And everyday when I left, I slipped TJ a little bud. So after a week, I decided it was time to up the ante. I told TJ I had some really killer bud back at my place, which I did, and that he should come over so we could smoke it out of a bong. He happily followed me back to my apartment and in half an hour we were both ripped out of our minds and I made my move. Looking him directly in his slanted eyes, I began. "So, TJ, I've been hooking you up all week and I have a favour. I want to suck your dick." "Dude, what the fuck?" He said in a very stoned voice. "I'm not a fag! Are you a fag?" "Yes, I'm gay, and I want to blow you. I think it's the least you could do." "No way man! I'm not going to let you swing on my dick!" At this point, I doubled down as TJ was not moving away from me. I placed my hand on his thigh and said, " I can suck your dick better than your girlfriend. No one will know, and I'll make it worth your while." I pulled out an 8th of my killer weed and dangled it in front of him. His eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a minute of silence he said, "All you want to do is suck my dick? Nothing else? And you'll give me that sack and no one will know?" "No one." I promised. TJ looked at me for a few more seconds before snatching the baggie out of my hand. "Fine, but it's our secret." I handed him the bong as I crawled between his legs. My hands shook as I reached up and pulled down his shorts and underwear, rubbing his hairy thighs. His cock was nestled in his very bushy brown pubic hair and was surprisingly big, 6 inches soft. He had a magic cross piercing, where two bars crossed each other through the head of his dick, and a lorum, which is the base of the dick right above the balls. I tenderly put it in my mouth as he took another big bong hit. My nostrils were hit with the smell of his sweaty balls mixed with stale piss and my own cock sprang to life in my shorts. My warm wet mouth soon had TJ to his full rock hard nine inches. He started moaning as I went to town on his cock, giving him the best blowjob of his young life. I deep throated him and massaged him with my throat muscles. He moaned as I massaged his balls and rubbed his guiche piercing. He was totally into the blowjob as he put his hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. "Oh fuck dude! That feels so good! No bitch has ever sucked my cock this good! Take it you fag! Suck that big dick! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" TJ started shooting off into my mouth, filling it up with the sweetest white trash load I had ever tasted. Spurt after giant spurt filled me up and I swallowed it all down. TJ collapsed back onto the couch as sweat poured off of him. "Oh, we're going to be doing that again dude!" He panted as the last of his load dribbled into my mouth. I smiled to myself knowing this was only the beginning for his skinny white trash ass.

1. Questionnaires James woke up to hear his phone chiming. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. He was in his apartment, but he didn't remember coming back. He tried to move, and discovered every muscle in his body was sore. Painfully, he reached down. His stomach was sticky with sweat and lube, and his dick was soft and limp. Bit of the night started to return to him. Conrad fucking him, as he begged Conrad to stop. Strangers fucking him as he cried in agony. Conrad laughing as he whimpered in pain. He had been nothing to these men, and they treated him like the faggot he was. He reached around, and gingerly explored his asshole with a finger. It was tender. He gasped, and learned that his throat was as sore as his asshole. Another memory returned. This time, his head was off the side of a bed, and a thick black cock was buried in his throat. It was deep enough that it choked off his oxygen. He had tried to push it away; that only got his arms tied down. He was shivering now, not so much cold as he was terrified. Conrad lived only a few doors down. He couldn't stop remembering the sound of Conrad's laugh. When he had gagged, Conrad had just laughed that much harder. Finally, he forced himself to look at the phone. The message was from Mitchell. "Audition for you tomorrow. I'll e-mail details." James tried to speak. He could barely get out a word, his throat was so sore. There was no way he could audition tomorrow in his current state. "Really bad sore throat," he wrote back. "Can barely talk." "Let me see what I can do," Mitchell texted back. James tried to stretch out his muscles; he found new areas of tenderness. There were bruises on his wrist, where he had struggled against the restraints. He had been blindfolded; the man fucking his hole had paused. The unknown man whispered in his ear. "Turns me on. Watching you struggle like that." He tried to forget what had happened next. "I want you to see my doctor," Mitchell texted. "14:00," he said, and gave an address. James looked at his phone. It was already 12:30. He forced himself out of bed, forcing himself to ignore the pain. He took a shower, and washed away the accumulated sweat, lube, spit, and cum. He felt a bit better, until he looked in the mirror. There were some light bruises on his face; he couldn't remember when he had gotten them. A further exploration of his body revealed some welts on his ass, and bruises around his ankles as well. He was numb. He hated himself, hated what he felt, hated that he had let it happen to him. He put on his clothes, and called an Uber. The office was a nondescript building in a nondescript commercial district. He went to the second floor office and walked in. There were four seats in the waiting area, only one was occupied by a muscular older man. He went to the receptionist. He was a slim Latino, and James found himself imagining the possibilities with the older man and Latino. "Hi. I'm Jim, James," he said, catching himself. The receptionist looked up; he had a thick, trimmed beard. James stuttered for a moment. "I've, I've, I've got an appointment." "Oh yes. Mitchell had booked it." He pulled out a clipboard and handed it to him. "Can you just fill this out before the doctor sees you?" He motioned for James to take a seat. As James sat across from the bearded older man, he looked him over. He was good looking, and there was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Unfortunately, the man caught him staring, and smiled. James quickly glanced away and sat down. James tried to focus on the questionnaire, despite feeling the man's eyes on him. He read the first question. "In the past 48 hours, how many sexual partners have you had?" There were two columns of answers, one labeled "Receptive" and "Insertive." For each, there were just four options, "None," "One," "Two," and "Three or more." James circled his answers. "Three or more" for getting fucked, and none at all for fucking. He moved on to the next questions. "What forms of safer sex did you use, if any." Again, there were options, but only one applied to James. "None." James started on the next question, "What of the following have you done in the past six months?" He started to check off some of the options. He had used "party drugs," as the survey put it. He had sex with strangers. He had been restrained. The last one made him cause. "Sex without your consent (Raped)." He remembered how he had begged Conrad to stop. He remembered how Conrad had laughed. "I need to cum," he said. "That's all you need to worry about." His ass throbbed at the memory; he wasn't sure if he was horrified or aroused by it. He checked the box. But before he could go to the next page, the door opened, and two men walked out. He immediately recognized Tiago; this time in a shirt and tie, wearing a white lab coat and a stethoscope. He was followed by a young black man. He was wearing black pants and under the blue polo shirt, James could see the muscles ripple with each move. "I wondered if it was you," Tiago said. Tiago smiled, and James knew that even if his memory of the time with Tiago was fuzzy, Tiago's memory was crisp and clear. "This is my intern, Fabien," he said, introducing the young man next to him. He was at most a year or two older than James. James went to stand up; he realized he was about six inches taller than Fabien. "Don't worry," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "You want to finish up the questionnaire with him?" "Sure," Fabien said. He took the clipboard, and read the answers. He turned to James. "All bottom, huh?" "Yeah," James stammered. He tried not to meet Fabien's eyes. He had all the answers right in front of him. "And all bareback, too?" Fabien asked. Tiago was standing, watching, nodding his head. James caught the stranger staring at him, and smiling. He adjusted his dick in his jeans; James could see the stranger's cock was massive. "Yeah," James stammered. He didn't want this interview to happen where anyone could see it. "You said drugs," Fabien continued. "Which ones?" Fabien wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. Even the Latino receptionist had stopped shuffling papers, and was listening. "Uh..." The entire room was focused on him. "Weed?" Fabien asked. James nodded. "GHB?" James nodded again. "Tina?" James nodded a third time. He couldn't stand to look at the stranger again, much less Fabien or Tiago. "Anything else?" He remembered Conrad telling him to snort something. "He called it vitamin K?" "That's a bunch," Fabien said. He looked at the clipboard. His eye fell on the last one. "Let's go back," he said, turning to Tiago. "Yeah," he said. "Let's go," Tiago said, helping James to his feet. "We can talk more." As the two men led James back to an examination room, James heard the stranger ask the receptionist. "You've got his number, right?" "Hell yeah," the receptionist said, as the Fabien shut the door.

Thanks guys for your comments, I don't ask for condoms from people I know, but I feel it is safer to do with people I meet for the first time. Some say that they are on Prep, but who knows if they are being honest.

It should be assumed if youre barebacking and unprotected, youre exposing yourself to STDs/STIs. I have come across a person on Grindr before that said, "Negative", as his status. When he asked me to hook up I told him I was poz undetectable and asked him if he was okay with that. He replied that he was also poz undetectable. Thats when I asked him why if hes poz undetectable does it say hes negative in his profile? This sort of attitude is a complete turn off to me. I cant stand liars. You really can't trust anyone.

I have 3 guys that are high on the repeat side. 2 of them are frequent enough that they really know how I like it and we get wild. One of them is happy to help me with my anal kinks and will spend quality time making sure I am fucked and rectally wrecked

it depends. i'm single, but i'm wired bottom with some sub thrown into the mix. Like others, if i don't cum, i get anxious, but that "anxious" for me can be channeled into my anxious need/desire to please a Top/Dom. i will edge to raise that anxious feeling and a savvy Top can use it to keep me in a ready state to please Him. Though it feels good to cum for me, i also experience disappointment loosing that edge and need to please for a little while. i vary where i will be cumming several times a day to edging and not cumming for 10 days or so... depends on who i am interacting with and the dynamic.

Was a bit of a late bloomer and essentially learnt from porn. By the time I eventually gave my first blowjob (at 18) to a guy about 8 years older than me, he loved it but was adamant that it can't have been my first time giving head because I was too good at it for a first timer. To this day I am proud of my cock sucking ability and to make men squirm with pleasure.

I really hope this story continues

Ex married guy too-- while I prefer sex with men, I would be interested to find a hot gal who would be into truly no-strings sex with multiple men (men doing her as well as each other), but so many women are socialized to use sex as a tool to get their way with boyfriends/husbands/etc., that it can be a difficult find. DP, felching cum from her holes while i'm getting fucked, so many fun group options to explore!

I think most saunas in Asia barebacking is widespread. Asians love getting bred. Their submissive personality makes hard for them to say no to a top even when they (Asians) want to use a condom. I have been to saunas in Hong Kong, Singapore, Taiwan, and Thailand. All the guys I fucked in Hong Kong, Singapore and Taiwan saunas were bareback. In Thailand was the highest percentage of people who refused to get fucked without a condom (20-30%). Nevertheless, I think the best sauna I've been is Babylon Sauna in Bangkok.

I've stayed at trades a couple of times pre covid. It's a sleaze fest of a joint which is great but also an utter shithole. If you can tolerate the latter then it can be a barebackers paradise. Guys can be fucking all over the place, in the darkroom and sling by the bar and in the corridors, bathrooms and showers. I've been fucked in all these locations. The beer is cheap and the bar stays open as long as there is customers so it's best late into the night when everywhere else is closing. Its open to the public so when you are in, your free to wander the corridors and rooms to find some bare arse to fuck. If your a bottom its awesome, leave your door open and have all and sundry come and bang you. For all its good points, there is some negatives. As I say, the place is a shithole. Some of the rooms are absolutely manky. Some have been updated, others not touched in decades. The carpets can be covered in filth, the showers not cleaned in weeks and there is a general layer of dirt and grime everywhere. It can be very noisy. There is always people roaming the corridors keeping you awake. You don't come to trades for a restful stay. Saying that, this was pre covid. I dont know what it is like now. They certainly had enough time to give the place a good clean in the lockdown. I'll certainly be back, but may not pay to stay the night.

Cross-posting this one, thanks @bluecollarotter! Super hot verbal with really sexy guys. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph55bc64a50289d&pkey=31667541

Got tag teamed at a park in Kansas City last year by 2 hispanic guys. It was a popular cruising area and I made it obvious I was interested to the one guy. While sucking him off his friend came up behind me, pulled my shorts down and started fucking me. They didn't say a word in English the entire time, just kept speaking Spanish and laughing especially while smacking my ass. Not that I really care what the said since I got 2 hot loads out of it!

Following on from my last post about ow my BF's dad taught me to suck cock. He shot his load in my mouth on the first time Sucked him. From then he was cumin in my mouth 3 or 4 times a week. I thought I was doing a good job until he told me that I had to learn to take his whole cock down my throat. He started as usual with about half his shaft in my mouth then he said he was gunna slowly make me swallow the rest of it. I was gagging but he held my head and pushed more and more of his hard meat in my mouth. He instructed me to breath only through my nose and to elaborate my throat. He had three quarters of his shaft in me and his helmet was already past my tonsils. I thought h would be happy with that but no. He told me that only when his balls were pressed hard against my chin would I have all his shaft in me. I was still gagging but he encouraged me to keep going. Finally his hairy balls were on my chin and I could smell them. he was so turned on and so was I. He said he was gunna stay deep in my throat. Soon I felt his shaft throb and his helmet began to pulse in my throat.Then it happened, he began to shoot thick ropes of cum in my throat. I felt like I was drowning in sperm and tried to pull back but he had a strong grip on my head and kept me in place until he finished seeding my throat. He told be that from now he was gunna cum in my throat like that every time.

Thanks man. I got a massage a couple of years back and I ended up bent over the massage table being fuck and bred. After he came inside me he stayed hard and inside me and whispered in me ear that he needed to piss. That feeling of his piss filling my arse after his load was just magic! Been searching for guys that can piss in me ever since 🙂

OMG this was so me. Agreed to suck my daddy's cock at cumunion and quickly realized how many cameras were out recording me.

One VERY enthusiastic bottom taking his sixth load [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5a00de75dd772

Reaching over Tim, K C squeezed Mickey's thigh. "With our decision made, we went to our bedroom where we fucked each other repeatedly, to complete exhaustion, our last fucks as neg men, even if conversion took time." He said. "The next day was filled with excitement and anticipation and while we playfully felt each other up, there was no fucking. After dinner, we both did thorough cleanings. Ivan called at 9:30 to let us know he was on his way and that his assistant, Boris would be dropping him off. The doorbell rang shortly before 10:00 and Mickey went with me to greet our guest. Dressed in white shorts and a white tee, at 6' weighing 170#, covered in tats, with piercing blue eyes and a blond buzzcut, Ivan cut a fine figure. He carried a black knapsack." "We ushered him into the parlor and the 3 of us sat where we're sitting right now and we exchanged handshakes." Mickey said. "I thanked him for agreeing to this and told him how excited we both were. Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan took out 2 OraQuick tests, saying 'it's best to make sure we're both neg' K C and I each swabbed our cheeks and Ivan set a timer on his phone. Ivan suggested we 'get acquainted while we wait'" K C chimed in and said. "Ivan, at the risk of prying, how did you get knocked up? Were you chasing, stealthed or just the luck of the draw? 'I need to give you the backstory' Ivan said. 'The man who gave me my start in the business was an older bear by the name of Theo and to describe him as merely hairy is an understatement. In short order, we became coworkers and friends with benefits. Both of us shameless barebackers and versatile, not to mention a dislike for monogamy, life was good. Fast forward a few years, I wanted a shop of my own and the last thing I wanted was to be competition, so I looked for a shop out of state. The ad for the shop I own now caught my eye and because the current owner had suffered a stroke, he was eager to make a deal if I approved. I drove down the next day, taking my books with me and he was impressed with my work. Next, his wife drove to the shop with me and everything seemed to be in good condition. Back at the owner's place he told me that I could expect a fair amount of steady work from the biker crowd and when I told him I'm gay, he said it shouldn't be an issue. I wrote out a check for the deposit and squeezed his shoulder to seal the deal. Two weeks later, I was back with a certified check and the lease was now in my name. Unexpectedly, the sign didn't cost me anything, because the guy wanted to get into ink, ass well as into my pants. Theo and I parted on good terms and we'd kept in touch through e-mail and the occasional phone call. Getting up in years, Theo decided to sell the shop and retire. Just about a year ago, Theo calls and asks if he can come down for a visit in the next few days. I tell him there's room in my bed and in my ass and we agree on him visiting in 2 days. Theo walked into my shop 2 nights later, just as I was finishing a tribal design on one of my biker regulars. I explained to him how Theo gave me my start and I wanted him to see it, so the guy showed it to him, complimenting me on my usual fabulous work. Theo said he was proud as I wrapped the guy's arm, collected my fee and gave him the cleaning supplies. Something had changed in Theo. His gut was gone and it was now solid muscle. Needless to say, I liked what I saw. Locking up the shop, I took Theo to grab a burger and then back to my place. Once inside, I told him he was looking good and asked if he was feeling nostalgic or there was another reason for his visit. He shocked me when he said it was partly nostalgic, but also business. Theo, as hairy as you are there's only one place for ink on your body and that would be your cock! I nearly fell to the floor when he said I was right. Then, he says he wants a scorpion there. I got beer for the 2 of us and Theo told me the reason. Having deprived himself of a proper vacation for too many years, he decided to go to Provincetown for a 2 month stay. The owner seemed nice when they spoke on the phone and said he'd enjoy the company, since most guests only stayed for the weekends. Provincetown, being a gay Mecca, Theo had hopes for a slutcation and he wasn't to be disappointed. Arriving when most if not all the guests were at dinner, Theo rang the doorbell. Never one to be ashamed of his fur, he'd removed his tanktop and tucked it in the waistband of his shorts. Seconds later, the owner answered the doorbell, dressed in skimpy white shorts and a t-shirt adorned with a bright red bio haz. The owner said 'WOOF', Theo said 'OINK' and they hugged. 'I'm Bob, and this is my cottage of lust! You must be Theo. There's been a last second change in your accommodations. For tonight at least, you'll be sleeping in my bed, that is if we sleep at all! If you're not satisfied, the room you've booked will be available starting tomorrow.' Theo tells me that Bob could be my older brother and then he takes his phone and shows me a pic. I see a definite resemblance and the, he shows me a pic of a fat cock, saying 'This is the cock that pozzed me!' Again, he asks if I'll do a scorpion tat on his cock and I agree on the condition that he uses that cock to poz me!" Just then, the timer on Ivan's phone dings and he looks at the tests. Congratulations, you're both neg..for now!" Reaching into his knapsack, he extracts a deck of cards and fans them out. "Each of you pick a card and high card goes first!" To be continued

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I was pretty young. Probably 12ish. My cousin and I played with each other for a few years. Mainly sucking each other off. He wanted to try buttfucking so I went to the bathrooms with him while we were camping. His family took me camping with them often. I’d never bottomed and didn’t know what I was doing so I just leaned against the wall and offered him my ass. He has a huge cock and I was not able to take it. Hurt so fucking bad. now like 20 years later I end up fully taking my first cock and he was pretty large. My cousin doesn’t live close to me at all anymore, but I’d still love to try taking his monster cock again.

Yeah, I've had guys cum as soon as they slide in.... one guy, was his first time bareback... Literally came as he entered me, and then was spent. 30 seconds total hookup, from mee letting him in to seeing him out.

9. Out on the street my Super sent me the video he had taken on Scruff. I watched it with the sound off, my cock throbbed. I downloaded it and sent it to Sir right away with an apology for not responding to his text fast enough. His response came almost immediately telling me not to be sorry for taking a fat cock and to hurry off to my appointment. Sir must know every top in the area I thought, realizing that the address he’d sent wasn’t that far from my apartment either. I didn’t even need to take the train. Checking Google to make sure I knew where I was going, I headed off. My hole was getting sore from all the abuse, and walking it felt swollen. I didn’t care though, I had one mission and that was to please Sir. The address was an average looking five floor walkup. I buzzed the number Sir had given me, glad that it was on the second floor, and started up. I knocked and a young guy opened it. He wasn’t my usual type, tall and skinny with thick framed glasses. He had a kind of crooked smile that gave him a very earnest look to him. He was probably twenty-five but he seemed younger. “C’mon in,” he said with a slight drawl. “So, you’re Sir’s new toy. He always picks cute ones.” As he spoke he pulled off his shirt to reveal a thin but very hairy torso, and tight pierced nipples. “I’m Rodger,” another lopsided grin. “How long has Sir been training you new boy?” “Two day, well I guess three? I met him three nights ago, but yesterday was my first day of… training.” “Fuck, you’re in the throes of you cum lust. I remember when Sir cunted me last year that first week I couldn’t do anything but get fucked. He gets in your head and shows you what you need.” “Sir cunted you, but you’re a top right,” I asked. Rodger laughed, his teeth while very white were slightly crooked. “Sir, well um, Sir made me learn to top. He said my cock was too good to go to waste swinging between my legs while I get bred, so he had me learn on his boys. Now I’m vers but I’m always Sir’s cunt when he wants it. But, my journey into topping is not what’s important right now. What is important is your cunting. Strip.” I was getting use to this command. I pulled my shirt off, kicked off my shoes and dropped my shorts. Rodger dropped his shorts too and I understood what Sir had meant by too good to waste. He hadn’t been wearing any underwear and now his soft cock hung like a challenge in front of me. He had to be almost as thick as my Super and just a little bit longer. Standing naked together he started to get hard. “Come into the bedroom,” he said, gesturing towards an open door. We walked in and he immediately grabbed me. Kissing my roughly, he pressed his tongue into my mouth and I melted into him. His cock was growing, pressed between our bodies. I could feel its heat rising. He pushed me back onto the bed and I could see that my hole would not be getting a rest during this fuck. He really was slightly longer than my super and just as thick. I was going to be destroyed. “Sir told me you just got bred?” “Yeah, I found my Super on Scruff and he fucked me in the basement laundry room.” “Fuck that’s hot. How big was he?” “Only a little smaller than you.” “Perfect I won’t have to warm you up. Get your legs in the air.” This was my life now, and I loved it. I grabbed my ankles and exposed my wet cunt to this perfect stranger. “Perfect,” he said and rubbed the blunt fat head of his cock on my hole. Just like all the other one big drop of spit and he started to press in. I moaned and my hole opened wide for him. “Fuck this cunt is perfect. The last boy Sir sent me I had to spend an hour working him open.” “How many boys does Sir have?” I asked slightly breathlessly as he slowly slide the last of his cock into me. “Three, including me. Well,” he pulled out and slammed back in “four now. I’ve helped train the last two. One and a half I guess. The last guy didn’t make it through the week.” He was fucking me now and I could only half listen to him. I was in my happy place. “The week?” I asked, panting a little. “Yeah, Sir started sending him out to friends and he couldn’t take it. He gave up.” “Fuck, I can’t imagine wanting to give up. I’ve never felt more myself.” “That is because you’re a cum dump. So am I. This is what we were meant to be.” Rodger leaned forward and kissed me, shoving his cock deep in me. I felt like putty in his hands as his fat cock stretched my cunt and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I hoped that Sir would let him fuck me often. As it turns out Rodger and I would fuck almost as often as Sir and I. I didn’t know it then but he was to become my best friend and partner is load taking. Breaking the kiss Rodger started to fuck me harder. He held onto my ankles forcing my legs back and my ass higher. He drilled down into my cum filled hole. I clenched and ass around him, trying to draw him deeper inside. “God your fucking cunt feels so good.” “Breed me. Fill me up.” Locking eyes with me a wicked grin came across Rodgers face as he leaned close to me and then spit right into my mouth. I was a little shocked but it turned me on all the same. “Please Sir, fill my cunt!” “Fucking cum dump faggot! Take this fucking load!” Rodger forced his cock still deeper in me and held still as his cock throbbed. For what felt like ages he held me there as he unloaded deep inside me. “Fuck that feels so good. Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet. I’ve got at least one more in me,” and with that he started pounding me even harder my ass leaking cum around his shaft.

Fuck, can't wait for more!

Your situation is an enviable and precarious one- I read about your desires and passions with great interest and arousal. My experiences when I was younger as a hard-driving POZ-TOP makes me want to strongly encourage the both of you to submit to the passions and hungers you have described here. I would caution you that you must BOTH want this to happen with all your hearts- the slightest doubt or hesitation would definitely poison your relationship; if you find yourself regretting taking this ultimate act of submission and bonding, OR if your lover suddenly feels guilty for 'destroying your life' and taking away your 'healthy negative life'. This would very likely be the end of your relationship, if either ofyou are less than honest. My experiences in the early 2000's in taking 'med holidays' seems to have little cost to my health, though I was infected with HIV for over 12 years BEFORE I was diagnosed and started medications- so my viral load was extremely high when I began my treatment. My 'med holiday' lasted for over nine months, since the criteria for ending the holiday was maintaining a CD4 of over 200- which I was able to do. There were at least two sexual partners of mine that benefited from my high viral load during this time, which was well in the 600-800,000 range. Remembering the incredible experiences of their knowingly submitting to intense and prolonged raw sex, power-fucking and love-making, which created for my partners and I the unbreakable bond of the virus we shared took both our sex-play and our relationships to a new and powerful level. I was able to return my viral load to near undetectable within 4 months after- but this as well as the 'med holiday' were both accomplished under a doctor's supervision. IF the current pandemic/Coronovirus shutdown was not in place, there is a fair chance that I might have successfully gone off my meds yet again and fulfilled the dreams and fantasies of one of my submissive partners by now. Knowing the intensity and the passion of sharing this experience with a man, I would support finding a 'third party' to infect you only if you BOTH decide it would be preferable. I encourage you to make your fantasies real - it is a connection that few humans share and it will be something you will thank eachother for every day!

Everything was set up for my monthly parTy, a few friends were helping me setting everything up. After setting the sling my friend Thomas walk towards me and said: “i have a feeling that it’s going to be a very hot party”. I only replied with an evil grin. Everybody took off the little clothes they were still wearing. I watched Thomas undress, a saw his hot tanned athletic body and when he stretched out you could see his defined abs; a rock hard eight-pack. He was only 21 but an expert at nearly everything that has to do with sexual pleasure. His fat cock was dangling between his legs; a d donkey dick. My other two friends already started and lay down on the mattresses, both were 29 and very cute. The bell rang and i opened the door 3 friends entered. As soon as the door closed they stripped and joined the rest. After a few hours i needed something to drink so i went to the kitchen when the bell rang, so i thought ‘maybe it’s that hot guy from Grindr, he had to work late so he didn’t know if he could make it.’. I saw that Thomas was standing closer by so i asked him: “Could you open the door… it’s a surprise!”. And a suprise it was, because when i came out of the kitchen i saw my 19 year old nephew standing in the living room. “Brian, what are you doing here?” i asked him. He started telling us that he and his girlfriend had a fight and that she dumped me in the club and left with the car. Then he asked if he could crash here tonight and i said “sure you can sleep upstairs… and as long as you don’t complain about our party!”. “I won’t!” he said smiling. “Why she dumped you bro?!” Thomas asked out of the blue. I told Brian he did have to tell us, but he started to tell Thomas that he started doubting if he was really straight. “When i was at the gym i started to notice that i was also looking at other guys and that always gave me a hard on.” he told us. “So in the club there was a very hot bartender and i couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. After a while i saw him coming towards me and without saying anything he grabbed my head and kissed me deep and intensive… i was shocked for a second but then the feeling took over. I kissed him back and it felt so damn good. My girlfriend saw the whole thing and he started yelling that i was a sick freak and left” he continued. The hot guy asked him if i wanted to go back to his place, but that was too fast for Brian so he left. “Everything’s going to be alright” said Thomas and i asked “If he wanted to go upstairs and if i should go with him”. “Can i also stay down here? i will sit on the couch and won’t get in the way!” he said. “That’s okay, but you have to take off your clothes, but you can leave your boxers on. Otherwise it’s awkward for the rest.” i told Brian. He look a bit surprised but nodded and said “Okay!”. Because i saw photo’s from his last holiday i know that my nephew has a very hot body; an athletic Twink. Thomas and me joint the rest and after half an hours an other friend nudged me, so i looked over towards Brian and saw that he took of his boxer and was stroking his hard cock; i guessed it was around about 8 inches. I went over to Brian and said “Guys turn you on, you can’t hide the facts… sooner or later you must act upon it… this is your chance… they can learn you a lot about sex with a man... i saw you checking out Thomas earlier, i’m sure he can teach you a lot”. “i know but my mind is conflicted… i want to but something is holding me back!” he replied. I tell him that i know something that can help him with that “…but i need you to trust me… no questions! Okay?”. I see the conflict in his eyes but he starts to smile and says “if it helps i’ll try anything!”. I leave the room and come back with a syringe and a strap. I tell him “Lay back and relax, close your eyes and don’t move”. He stutters “but… what…”. “You trusted me so no questions” i said. He lays back and tries to relax. I tie off his upper arm and tell him “If you don’t want this tell me now… You can still go to bed upstairs instead of having a life changing night with us”. He shakes his head. I then stick the needle slowly in his vein and starts injecting him with a substance that will take over his mind and turn him into the slut he really wants to be. After pulling out i say “No way back now! Enjoy!” while removing the strap. Brian sits upright and begins to cough, and i raise his arm above his head. After a 20 seconds the Tina starts to take control and he falls back in the couch. His cock is hard as a rock and standing straight up and is oozing pre-cum. Thomas see this and move towards Brian and begins to suck his hard cock whilst slowly massaging his asshole. Brian starts moaning when Thomas takes the whole length of the oozing dick in his throat. In the meantime he also begins to work a finger up the unexperienced Twink. Brians moaning becomes louder and louder. When a second finger is worked deep inside the virgin hole Thomas other hand moves up and starts slowly pinching Brians nipple. The boys slutty instincts take over as he begins twisting and turning his ass around the two fingers. Thomas feels the ass opening up so he pulls back before ramming in three fingers. This is too much for the boy and his body begins to shake. Thomas feels the dick growing in his throat and shoves it in balls deep and squeezes and twist Brians nipple. The former straight boy explodes and thick streams of cum begin to fill Thomas throat. Thomas tries to swallow everything but when de cum starts pouring out his nose he pull back. He also pulls back the fingers out of the boys ass. Brian begins moaning and pleading to put them back. I tell my slutty nephew that we have to clean out his ass first before we can fill it again. Thomas helps the poor boy on his feet and leads him to the bathroom. After 20 minutes they return. Thomas tells me that he tried to fuck Brians ass in the shower but that it’s too tight. Fortunately we have something that helps us with the stretching. So we lead Brian to a bench and tie him down. Thomas then takes out my fuck machine while i load up my nephews ass with lube mixed with a high dose Tina. After a few minutes Brian begins to moan that his ass is burning. We ignore him and see that several minutes later his ass begins to open up while the tina is taking over again. We love sloppy holes so we mounted a big dildo onto the machine and position right against his asshole. Thomas takes the controls and slowly begins to force the dildo forward. The asshole tries to resist the pressure of the dildo. Brian asks us to please stop. But slowly and surely the dildo advances further until the ass opens up. Brian cries out while the dildo goes deeper and deeper before slowly begin extracted. Our new slut gives a sigh of relieve, but that was short lived because the dildo begins to advance back in. With every stroke the machine picks up the speed a bit. After a few minutes the boys ass gives up and is standing wide open. In order to dampen the moans we take turns fucking his mouth with our dicks. When the machine reaches his top speed we shut it off and after shoving a few shards up the open ass we fuck it in turns and shooting load after load deep inside. Nothing beats fucking a cumfilled sloppy ass. After this weekend Thomas and i asked my nephew to moved in. And together with our friends we still like to parTy!!!

It's true this slut really loves men who fuck it like used trash aids bait

I love it. I have been filmed jerking off in public, sucking guys cocks and getting fucked by random strangers many times, in many places and of course with my face showing. sometimes guys try to do it on the sly like when im blindfolded in there apt taking loads from them and whoever. Sometimes in porn theatres, public restrooms, parks or alleys I will be naked taking cock in both ends and look up to se a guy or two with their phones pointed at me. but I'm the kind of whore that will look right into the camera and beg whoever is fucking me to blow their load in my ass and tell them what a dirty bareback whore I am or whatever dirty nasty shit they want me to say. I have come across several pictures and videos online of me being used as a cumdump. but I am also the kind of faggot that often uses a closeup picture of myself sucking cock as my profile pic

I dont give af at all.

I left Jake in the shower as I raided his kitchen for food. The kid didn't have a lot in so I snook back down to my apartment, not bothering to put anything on over the obscenely revealing briefs. I eat a lot and I'd expended a good bit of energy on Jake so far, so it took a little while to devour my meal and top up on protein shakes. By the time I made it back up to Jake's, it was clear something had happened as he was really upset. A little coaxing revealed that he'd had a phone call with very bad news about his parents, he wouldn't say what but it wasn't hard to imagine. I gathered the little guy up in my arms and comforted him. We moved to the sofa and I put his favourite wrestling channel on the TV as I caressed his tussled hair while he laid on my chest. Time passed and he said little but he seemed more at ease. My hand could't help roaming to his pert little ass cheeks as his head rested between my pecs. I flicked the TV over to Pornhub and selected a wrestling porn playlist I knew of. Jakey's little cocklet began to harden and rub against my abs in his briefs and my finger probed against the thin material that covered his hole, pushing a little harder against it, feeling his firmness. On the screen, an Ed Hunter look-a-like was pinning the hell out of a young twink, his cock escaping from his over-packed jock and getting rubbed over the twink's face and arse as he took control. "He's got the same tattoo as you" he said, noticing the biohaz symbol on the guy's shoulder. It was the first thing Jake had said in over an hour. "Oh, yeah...we're in the same club". The twink had now lost his speedos and the top had whipped off his jock, rubbing it in the kids face as he threw him around some more. I pushed a little harder on Jake's briefs where my finger had been caressing for the last 15 minutes and felt the material give and a small hole appear, allowing me access to his pucker. Jake was humping my abs as the top on the screen pinned the twink face down, hands behind his back and rubbed his cock head at his hole. I spat on my finger and began working my way into the boy, letting his humping motion work my finger inside. I let him open himself up on me as the top made short verbal work of the twink on screen "got my dirty cock in ya, boi"......"gonna knock you up".... Jake's hole was lubing itself up nicely as I whispered in his ear "you want that, don't you Jake" "mmmm...yes sir" "What do you want?" "your big cock" "Where?" "in my arse" "In your cunt, fag, runts like you don't have an arse" "in my fag cunt sir" "Good boy". I rolled us both off the sofa, winding him as he ended up beneath me. I scooped him up from under me, one hand on the back of his undies, the other arm round his chest, giving him a good wedgie as I carried him to the bedroom and threw him face down on his bed. My cock had already escaped the tiny briefs as I fell on to him and I was able to poke it through the hole in Jake's underwear, filling in his little trench with my meat, dripping copious pre. "This gonna hurt you, runt, but I kinda enjoy that and it's your only use in life". I gave him the poppers, more to improve things for me than him and pushed forward. The dumb cunt tried to move forward and I felt his hole tense up, which made me smile. I could feel I was on target and my PA had already slipped in so I just decided to go for it, driving my hips forward against the resistance which failed, all at once, as something in Jake broke, allowing me to slide about 6 inches into him. I clamped my hand over his mouth to muffle the screams and enjoyed his almost too tight chute as it feebly tried to expel me. A sticky warmth was surrounding the end of my cock as I pushed slowly deeper, coming up against Jake's inner sphincter. I played with it for a little while, as Jake's chute lubed me up, mixing with my pre, before gradually increasing the pressure. "What are you doing?" Jake whimpered. I responded by pushing a little harder, breaking his resistance and easing even deeper into him. I groaned in ecstasy as the sphincter locked around my cock head and my sweaty balls rested in the stickiness leaking from Jake. "I'm in your guts boy, my killer cock is right in you, dripping my superior DNA into your runty body". "it hurts" "I don't give a shit, runt" and with that I pulled back, feeling Jake's guts fighting to keep me in him and my PA slicing out through his inner ring. The good thing about this is it feels awesome for me and I know what's going on, Jakey felt relatively little apart from being over full and resistance inside him though and even the pain around his cunt lips was beginning to numb a little. He'd stopped squirming as I settled into a nice rhythm, Jakey barely visible under me, as I scythed through him over and over, thinking of all the ways I was going to fuck this innocent piece of meat while I had the chance. His vulnerability was really turning me on and I could feel my balls tightening. "Nearly time fag" I growled in his ear "gonna cum in ya" "please sir!!" he was clearly desperate for this to end so he could recover "you begging for my dirty load, fag?" "yes sir, give me your load" "you want my seed, you want knocking up?" "yes sir, knock me up" "my poz DNA is gonna murder you kid" At this he started to squirm. "no...no...what?" "you're my prey, runt, gonna inject my killer babies in you" "no,....no...." "squirm boy, drive me crazy, my big dick is smashing you up inside, gonna inject my seed straight into your bloodstream" he was literally fighting for his life and it felt amazing. I could have ended the squirming any time but I just loved it more and more. All too soon my balls tightened and I felt the first powerful flex of my cock. Jake felt it too and grew still. It was too late for him and he knew it. I roared in pleasure as I pumped him full, my load being delivered deep inside him.....

I think jockstraps need to be treated like a carbon steel wok rather than regular underwear. Good woks need to be seasoned in order to perform their function to the best of their ability, that is cooking food fast at high temperatures without sticking. The same is true of a jockstrap. While a clean jock covers your dick and frames your ass and hole as the main event, a well seasoned jock tells the full story - this ass needs to be used hard, bred deep, and filled until it is overflowing. It says that you're a cumdump who expects to be left dripping with seed. It also allows men who love to eat ass to smell what you are and viscerally feel your slutty nature before a single spurt of seed as been fucked up into you. When it's still coated with the leavings of the last few men in your hole it shows tops who love pre-loaded holes that you're primed and ready for them to rut in. While you may also consider it a trophy, don't underestimate the possibility that an especially horny breeder won't want it as a trophy of claiming your whore ass as his own. Having a few used jocks that you can freshen with your cummy outflow is a good idea. If you end up with too many, you can always auction them off with the story of those who bred you while you were in it. The verisimilitude of a well seasoned jock can't be underestimated. It shows what you are, what you need, and how you're faring on both scores.

I do a lot of fucking in saunas, last week I was there and there was a guy in the sling with a towel over his face , lots of guys were having half assed attempts to fuck him with a condom. i stepped up and just started to fuck him raw and came up him , once I pulled out one of the previous “ covered” tops went in him Raw. Often once 1 guy had done it the others will follow 😈

I was transfixed at the screen in awe of the feminized version of myself, I was actually pretty n from how I reacted to another's touch of my nipples, clitty n ass very sensitive. God what happened to my nice dick? Now its tiny n useless, leaking like a slut. The passenger told me hormones shaped my body n shrunk it down to nothing. Its permanant n irreversable, u wont be allowed to change sexes but may be castrated. I started struggling, fighting the guy who easily contained my sissified ass, stuck me w a needle n before I went down he told me I would be a party/orgy/gangbang whore filmed doing it. I moaned a lil, he smiled n said see ur looking forward to being a group slut, I noticed u fantasize about some shall we say, about u going to the dogs. N winked, might have some of that too. I passed out, I dreamed of a sissy slut being used over n over, high af begging for more dick n cum.

Mn Gunn. For days afterward, all I could do is think fwhat if that guy does come n drug n kidnap me. And I wake up tied in a sling, shaved smooth w a TV screen showing the transformation from macho guy tied just like me to a sling,w earbuds playing hypno sissy porn. I woke up every morning after dreaming of ending up totally feminized, cock limp b useless in a cage n stud after stud using me. I'd wake up rock hard n jo in seconds. If only he would cum n turn me into another of his sissy cockwhores. One morning I woke up n it was dark n I heard a voice through headphones saying, I told u Neal, I know who truly wants the transformation, n u will be my finest cockwhore! You're in a van headed to my secret lair meanwhile heres some fag hypno to help drive the bi right out of you, they saw u watch it over n over but we replaced the woman w a sissywhore n shes gonna get u so worked up. The hood was pulled off n a blonde guy smiled n said, Be cool n I'll untie u, n sit back n relax n let go of the last bit of heterosexual in u. He turned on a dvd player in front of me n plugged in headphones. I was in a pair of sleep pants n tee, the screen then started playing w some credits, it was a girl n she smiled, My name is Layla, I was Fred's first transformed sissy cockwhore, heres a pic of me before, it showed a skinny, bearded man hairy w tight pants on. I met him at a drag show n he told me he could make me the ultimate drag queen whore. He shaved me, grew my hair longer, dressed up slutty, caged my cock n fed me hormones to transform me to what u see today. He kept me high af n pimped me out 10 bjs n 20 ass fucks, God I loved it. So will u, now sit back n enjoy ur favorite hypno narrated by me. Oh it gonna be so horned up when u get here, bobby give him shard! It went blank as I took the loaded bowl n huge chunks of Tina. Laylas sexy sissy voice spoke: Welcome Neal, think of a girly name later, the Tina ur smoking is a creation of our own that turns even the straightest guy a flaming homo n w this video ull beg to be made a slutty lil cumdump submissive sissy. Ur batch is made especially for u, u will be more sub than any sissys here that aren't caged, u will serve them all alphas n dom sissys. By the way, nice dick but say goodbye after u get here, jerk it while u can. Hormones will shrink it slowly down to an inch n cage it, ill still cum but by rubbing it like a clit n ur prostate. Enough of that, let's get this ho begging for it! This is a computer animated version of u getting transformed into the trashyest, cock hungry cumdump ever n a possible scenario. Enjoy! The screen showed a remarkable likeness of me in a sling tied up legs in the air. You wake up after being slipped a booty bump, a voice on headphones says, You will be the biggest, sluttiest cockwhore sissy bitch ever, the sensation up ur ass is a dildo conditioning ur boipussy for relentless pounding ull get by real cocks. My likeness was squirming n moaning, he asked wth was he n why is he shaved to the toes n God that's incredible up my ass! Hypno played on a TV in front of him n mirror on the ceiling showed him made up n dressed like a $2 whore n him screaming in the ceiling, omg it's TRUE! I dont really wont it anymore, my nice 7in dick its limp af n caged! Yes it useless clitty is now just a sensitive limp shadow of its former self, the video said showing a struggling made up CD, a machine started sliding the dildo in n out, another sissywhore came in n smoked Tina w him blowing shotguns then started putting lube on ur ass, ur our bitch now she says, the lubes laced w the Tina u smoked on the way here n going in ur ass. The new bitch started moaning n humping the hand, yeah that's it, it doom is sealed, now its irreversible. He started starting at the gangbang of the sissy on screen screaming please do me like that oh God yes! I was spun more than ever put shard in my spun fuck hole, moaning omg that's me! Yeah use my faggot ass n mouth!! To be continued....

I am not usually picky, but I have to admit that a loose/gaping hole is the most attractive to me. It looks so inviting and you know it's going to just suck on your cock

I have a married fuck buddy who, before today, I've fucked three or four times. When we met about a month ago he told me that he wanted a fuck buddy and asked me I was neg and I assured him I was. He was a bit hesitant about the barebacking thing but I convinced him to try it and once he did it the first time with me he was hooked on it. Now he emails me at least once a week trying to get a piece of my cock inside of him. So today, my married man emailed me asking me if he can come over and get his ass pounded. I replied "FUCK YEAH" and told him to come on over. When he got to my place we started talking how his wife and he are trying to conceive a baby. How fucking hot is that! I was about to breed this sweet hot fucker's hole and send him home to his wife with his ass dripping with my cum. Then he is probably going to fuck her deep and seed her pussy with my cum still up his ass. I couldn't wait to start fucking him. We began making out, poppering-up and getting his hot hole nice and WET for my cock. For a married, bisexual guy, he sucks cock amazingly well, and the poppers turn him into a fucking slut! He begged for my dick - like a good little sub. All throughout our fuck session I kept imaging the look of his ass dripping with my cum even as he pounded load after load inside his moaning wife. Anyhow, I flipped him over on his back and lifted-up his legs and really start to pound away at his horny hole. He said to me "Kiss me, man" and that caught me by surprise. He usually isn't that big on kissing and I am usually the one to instigate it. Guess this fucker was so high on poppers and horny for my cock that he wanted my cock and my love all in the same fuck. I turned him over and start fucking in my favorite position, doggy style bitch! I'm pounding into his sweet wet hole, all nice and slicked up with gun oil and pre-cum, and he keeps on screaming, "FUCK ME harder dude... YEAH! Give it to me!" "Seriously? Fuck yeah I'll fuck you harder!" I started really laying into his sweet hole, pulverizing his tender fuckhole, making sure that this bitch is gonna be sore and dripping cum out his ass when he breeds his own wife. I told him to pass me the poppers and started really getting nice and high. Poppers for me always turn me on so much and makes me wanna cum, so I started pounding harder and harder and making my married bitch moan like a cat in heat. "You ready for my load bitch?" "FUCK YEAH" "You gonna seed your fucking wife with my cum in you bitch?" "YES! Give it to me man! SEED ME!" I pounded his fuck hole harder and harder 'til I felt my cock swell with a big fat load. I thrust deep into his hole and let my cum fill his sweet tight hole, making sure to get deep in there so he'd have it in there until later when he filled up his wife with his own cum. After we fucked, he got on top of my cock, rode my dick, and jerked his cock til he spewed his own cum all over my chest. He shot such a HUGE wad. I hope there is still a load or two left for his wife

me too. i'm not a bug chaser, just a load chaser and a cum whore. it's the feeling of that load shooting up inside me that gives me the thrill. Sure there's that element of danger in not knowing whether the load is charged or not, but in the end, iyt's the load that counts.