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I have seen this happen at a bathhouse I used to patron and I am not a fan. I don't find it exciting, In any way, to have sex with someone when they haven't shown interest or agreed. I've been witness to guys waking up to find their cell phones missing, wallets gone. I suppose an argument could be made that they should have known better, that they are adults and responsible for their own actions. This is one of the reasons I don't want g in my home, or play with guys that are using it. G is tricky when it comes to dosage, it's a chance I just am not willing to take.

Went to the bathhouse in Rome...met up with an Italian who wanted to fuck me with a condom. After getting him into the room, feeding him poppers( which you cannot find in Italy), then rubbing my butthole on his uncut dick...that stud pushed it in ,without the rubber, and jizzed with in minutes! He cussed in Italian cause wanted to last longer. I made him rub my ass again and we went right into round two!

Hail. My cock craves boys with bugs letting them incubate in long wrd breeding. Then it’s to lure unsuspecting boys to take my cock inside😫😈 . The feeling of my infected dick spreading bugs is so good

Two thoughts i can remember years ago hearing the line that “there is a difference between being alone and being lonely” Also …. If you are worried that you keep your friends on the phone for too long… maybe set a timer for 1 hour and then you can pretend to see the tine and gracefully end the call ….

Give me ice shot I'll drool over dad's cock dumb bimbo sissy I accepted I born to serve BBC worship alpha bullied muscle cock steroid use injection in horse cock body builders need breeder too strap up bullied sissy grows hips ass bounces hormone female shaven pussy oil up tan up as U watch ur BBC sit in coconut his cock hangs his balls sit up this picture is my life with a breeder I will let my life be owned made to groom stallions oil them leather strap control flared nob

Need HIV soldiers flooding me to execute my healthy cels

These three installments are simply great. It’s not always “techno blaring, pound the guy into the next county” action, but you get a real sense (ok, a “real feel”) of the people. The characters are lifelike, not store window mannequins. P-town is in its own way a cloistered community, and this weekend of frenzy and fucks shows off many oddities of that time and place. Saying any more might be a spoiler, and God knows there have been more than a few surprises.

Taking someone's virginity. These are MY preferences. #1) I don't like inexperienced people generally sexually, and 2) I really don't think they are cut out for me being their first, and I'd rather not be. Other people might be in to it

Of course, I would have told her that Doug was a better fuck than her - and I was a better slut than her.

What can I say? "Wickie hawTTT, Daddy J"!

For me, it was a wonderland of exciting sexual experiences - "incredible" sums it up @SpectreAgent!

You're listening to that inner voice you are developing...

"So my biggest worry" seems the "quote" doo-dad is taking the afternoon off ..... One easy way to clear that air is to simply ask them if they have time to talk now. If they don't maybe they'll call you back when they do. I wouldn't worry about it - everyone gets busy sometimes. Are you doing any of the Bach Inventions yet?

Good on you Philip for not just going with the name brand. Nothing wrong with Yamaha; but a good reputation shouldn't be our only choice. Some decades ago now I bought my first Hyundai. Hyundai's entry into the US with the relatively crappy Excel didn't give them the best start. But they were obviously working to change that with one hell of a warranty. My first one covered anything for the first 100,000 miles. And almost nothing went wrong. Everything felt like it was in the right place. and even though inexpensive, had a lot of features only the high priced entries had. I've never regretted that. It wasn't a Toyota, but I didn't give up anything either... Save that a few coworkers gave me grief that I bought a sh!tmobile. In the end.... Balance. Hmm, it is just one of those things we'll always do, kinda like breathing. Some days that is a bit more challenging, somedays it feels like there is no log to fall off of. Every day is a practice. 🙂 I submit that you're already having the time of your life...

Phil, sounds like great personal progress. Your dad's advice resonates with me; perhaps because I am more in line with your dad's age than yours. We humans are great at fretting things we have little control over. And sometimes we go overboard on the less urgent interests and fail to take care of the basics. Here in the US I know we elected a clown as POTUS. But I can't spend every day protesting. I won't the the other self care stuff done; which includes things I do which cares for my community and neighbors. All of us lives somewhere. The geography around us is our community. To the degree we participate in making our employer successful should lead to our own success. And when it doesn't then clearly we have the wrong employer for us. But the idea applies to the rest. Neighborhoods form mostly because different talents come together and create a more comfortable place for all. At least those are to me the elements of wherever we live. We keep our house up because we like a kept up house. And we have the time to make that so. Not everyone else does. When we have spare time, do we use some of that to help someone else? When we think "life is hard", sometimes it is helpful to reflect on those "if not for this or that, life would be worse".

What strikes me is that both Phil and Angelo are new to you. Getting too far into projecting a future with someone we just met is, just too soon. Enjoy each date as it comes.

I simply love this! It reminds me of the many, but too few, best group sex sessions i have ever had. The ones where everything just floats. The mix of the cum, piss, spit sweat and ass juices. Mouth to mouth, to cock, to ass, to nipples, to tongue. Tasting everything, no matter if it came from you or me or someone else. Hands floating through hair, over muscles, fingering ass and mouth. And the eyes, floating over the hot, horny view of pigs enjoying each other! Love it, thank you for describing it so well, bringing the memories back!

Wish I and @versmetropig had been there. Maybe one day, @hungrypighole 👹

"that my legacy is big enough" As long as you treat others the way you'd like to be treated, extend empathy towards those less able than you, refrain from negative acts, and remain unaffected by negativities in others, they'll remember you. Maybe not to the extent you imagine, maybe not in the way you imagine, but they'll remember with a smile, a moment's pause. What more can one ask?

nice. would have loved being there with you. tied up and ravished

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Yes,me too. That's what bottoms are for. It's what we want.

Very hoT @TaKinGdeepanal, but I expected no less!

I fantasize about being owned by a large group of black hung gays as well. I can fuck the hole day. It would be great to get fucked really hard by them. If one unloads the next one fucks ans unloads....... The main purpose of my hole is to get fucked. How about yours? Is it you in the pics.

He’s out the front. If I was in any doubt about how far he was prepared to go today, his last message said: “Just so you know: I want you to give me the strongest slam I can take and then you’re going to fuck me. I’m yours all day. I want you to chain me to your bed and fuck me all day and all night. I want to know what it’s like to be your bitch. I’ve prepared two syringes; one with 5 points and one with 2.5. I think I’ll start him off by sharing the 2.5 and pound him as hard as I can. This will be fun. And, yes, I’m recording this one. It’ll be on porn hub later tonight.

I guess I should add, how exciting it is for me to find a yang buck g’ed out at a party, move them someplace quiet. Start undressing or cutting their cloths from them. Exploring their bodies, sucking they soft cocks, shotgunnning them to keep em breathing, maybe a little trim is N their cock and get on top and ride awhile. Then bump them back into reality and see their response.

Why not keep your Cuck around to be the doorman and pour you and your men drinks? He can clean up afterward too — seems like a symbiotic relationship opportunity??

Just now found and read your experience. All I can say is Wow! and, damn, I wish this story came with illustrations!

If you haven't read Chap 13 yet, you'll see that I get exposure to my first round of "combo" toys. I would have died if those two things had been combined.

Part 11 is going to be slightly delayed. I keep editing it and re-editing, largely because the principles I establish above. The challenge I'm having is this - what happens next is the first of the nightly parties. By now it's clear that Day 1 is focused on football and general prep of my hole. If you're not in to piss, you probably won't care about the delay. The challenge I'm having is - the experience for the Dominants was way different than my experience. The Dominants, I later found out, had made these parties strictly invite only (again, I have no idea how they found the guys, but they had to be invited), and they targeted between 5-7 guests each night - a manageable number given the space. While they would make this abundantly clear for the subsequent nights, it was not clear to two of the invitees on Day 1. Two of the guys ended up knowing each other, did not understand it was "invite only", and in addition to themselves, brought 3-5 people each. So, and I'm guessing, the number skyrocketed from 5-7 to 11-17. According to the Dominants, another guest at some point left to use his phone in his car and also invited some friends, but Jacob realized he had done so and told him to call them off. From what I could hear, there were quite a few people, and it could have been easily near 20 people. Because there were established start-stop times for the party, this influx of people happened very quickly. This was the first of these parties, so I didn't know that anything was out of the ordinary, but I was a bit overwhelmed with how many people I felt were there - but still trusting the Doms and the process. (I'll talk about how I was being occupied in the story itself). I only learned this after the 6 days, but Alex stayed near me to make sure I was doing good (they never let me be alone or out of site during these parties), and Ethan and Jacob apparently pulled the two invitees aside to clarify it was "invite only" event and guests were not allowed. Fortunately, there were multiple cars involved, so the two invited guests stayed (along with one each of their friends), and the remainder left. From my perspective, however, I could sense a shift in the room. I was occupied (more on that in the story), but it got much quieter (not quiet) and the area felt less full. It was definitely something I could perceive, but I was otherwise occupied, but it did distract me for the remainder of the party, because I wondered what had happened - was I not attractive enough, were they grossed out by the fact that I was this submissive dude in this kink/football experience, did they think I was ugly? I went to bed thinking this and woke up the next day having let go of all that thinking, but it did influence the evening. So why all the editing - I realized that I had written the experience both from my perspective and the Doms perspective for the first time in a chapter. The reality is - I didn't know this was all happening until a conversation I had with Ethan 2 days after the 6-days, and then at the dinner we had about a week later. Writing it that way broke the principle of this being a 1st-person narrative, and the way it read was confusing. I couldn't quite figure out why I was confused reading it...then I realized I hadn't stuck to my writing approach. This might seem insignificant, but I did feel it read in a very confusing way. I've rewritten the whole thing over the last three days and now I'm doing final edit. I'll hopefully publish today, perhaps tomorrow.

Still hoT - even with having to deal with that creature. I probably would have taken Cassie's ass just to shut her up (after shoving a cock gag down her throat).

Very hot!

I have done some research about BDSM relationships that are considered to be patterned off of BDSM values and principles, which are quite clear. It is a kink that is very much based on mutual trust and understanding - a lot of people just think of it as Dom/Sub or physical "abuse" or "torture." But in really, it is something that only works if you start from a position of trust. It began with real conversation about limits and absolutely off limit things. Ethan shared the Doms, then we talked about mine. Ethan then made commitments he promised to uphold under any circumstance. Trusting that was the jumping off point. I either had to trust he would do as he said, or I was fucked regardless - either because I'd feel my limits and the consent I gave was not honored or because he was up to something nefarious. Neither ended up being true. Very quickly, I saw no examples of him not honoring our agreement and his commitments and many relationships, the trust was then easy to invest fully in. Psychologically, it calmed any tension and anxiety I had, made me more open to escalating physical/mental experiences that would come... I'm thankful it was never abused, but I would have done nearly anything by about day 3 had they asked me.

Sounds like a fucking good time. Would love taking two loads deep past my second ring, then cleaning those cocks off with my mouth.

What a fucking hot story. I love the bareass raw fucking in the truck, and I really love the outdoor bareass raw fucking in the woods. That's hot as fuck. I'm not 18, but I absolutely love getting fucked raw, totally naked outdoors, though you could fuck me naked about anywhere you want. I don't give that much of a fuck if anyone sees. If they do, maybe they'll come over and join in. Good writing! I'll be watching for more, with my dick out!

I have always loved being used by black dick!

I’d love to offer you my pussy! This sounds hot af.

“Aim right for my dick so I can fuck it into him“ — that is really hot, good god I’m wet

It was certainly better than the average visit! But I seem to have good luck in getting the men playing.

Dreamy!

"I will continue moving on with my life, not to run away from the pain or anything, but because life is too short to stand and wait for maybes." Perfectly said.

Driving choice... Do we take the toll road which saves us time? Or the scenic way? Isn't that kind of the basic ongoing life choice we make, pretty much all the time? On one hand, easily answered by "what do I need right now?". But also answered by "what will do me the most good?". I'll toss in something becoming more common here in the US. How much does home delivery cost? While I can drive; pretty much unless I'm buying fresh foods, having it delivered makes some sense. Again though, it comes down to balancing time and money. But I've noticed there are a lot of pantry items I get that I have delivered, because often when I go to a local store they are out of stock. It makes more sense for me then to go to whomever has it vs the close place.... Dating... Most don't lead to "the lifelong relationship". But some can lead to enduring friendships. In fact, friendships in general for me seem to fall into proximity camps. Over time I find myself less in touch with those whose proximity is further. So as my adult life evolved, job changes, relocations, change of primary partnership... So also did my circle of friends. Sibling relationships have also changed as they moved off to the coasts while I remained in the midwest.

Sounds like you've achieved a period of peace. Taking in the pleasure and experience of living today, without a side trip of worry or deep concern. That truly wouldn't describe every day for most of us; but something we can strive for. More importantly perhaps, that we recognize the many reasons for being grateful.

Sounds like a great evolution Phil. One less from your older friend (being a senior myself), practise not performing around others and like with her, just be your authentic self. Lovely how your thinking progressed from "I like this person, let me buy him flowers" to "who would benefit from flowers that last?". And when the tasks which bring us pleasure bring others pleasure too (and often that's the case) that is a big step towards social progress. We are, after all, connected.

Absolutely. You summed it up very, very well!

They had the new space up and running in two weeks. I was amazed. I will keep on reprinting these here and you will have the details of the new space...and how it has grown in use. (Sorry I didn't see this earlier.)

Me too! Big fan of @versmetropig😈

i agree wiTh wh0rehole and Sorehole22 - most thickhung guys appreciate a tough stud that they can slide into in one thrust - they don't have to be careful when fucking a bullTwaT!!!! and getting fisted opened up whole new aspects of getting fucked and taking large cocks. Fisting helped me train my hole to open fast and wide for those XXL pussy rippers! Never had a horsehung top turn me down 'cause i was too loose...

As someone relatively new to fisting (only twice w/ small-medium hand) I love how it changed me. I am permanently looser than ever. And of course want to get stretched even wider.

I am seldom envious, but Jeezus F. Crisco, talk about luck....