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  1. 7 points
    A guy who has been breeding me on and off for years sent me a text message last week, asking if I was free Friday night. Normally that "just" means he wants to fuck the hell out of my ass with cock, fingers and dildos and give me a load or three, but apparently this time it was something else he had in mind. He was going to have 3 friends over for dinner and a night of getting drunk and high, and they'd arranged for a twinky little bottom to join them after dinner but he had chickened out so they needed a replacement. Well, you can be insulted at being "second choice" - or you can imagine four tops going at your ass all night long and get an instant hard-on!!! Of course I said yes, and on Friday evening at 11pm I arrived at his apartment and was instantly told to get naked and offered a drink and a line of coke. Well, I don't really do anything stronger than gin and tonic and poppers, but if the other guys wanted to do drugs that really wasn't any concern of mine. As it turned out it perhaps turned out to be a bonus, actually... Pretty soon I was shuffling around on my knees, the guys all sitting with their cocks out and me sucking one cock after the other... They were all in their 50's, but the sort of men that were pretty much heading for the silver fox category, so definitely handsome and worth making an effort for. And quite a range of cock sizes, ranging from medium to XL - the guy who invited me has 21cm / over 8 inches - but they were all pretty thick, which boded well for the night. Eventually, of course, there was a tongue lapping at my hole, getting me wet while I was busy socking a hard cock and the two others were watching. It feels so slutty to have people watching and it really gets me going as much as any amount of poppers! And of course there was then the discussion of who should have the first go at my hole - I wasn't part of that discussion, as my mouth was full of cock - and in the end the host called dibs, lubed up and then shoved his cock balls deep inside me, the three other guys almost cheering as I yelped in pain... But oh damn! I love that huge cock! He fucked me hard for just a few minutes, but I could feel him constantly changing angles and there was no doubt he was doing his best to open me up for his friends - and pretty soon they were taking turns fucking my ass! I was just lying there on my knees with my head on the floor and my ass in the air as I took what was coming and doped myself on poppers. The guys were sitting around watching, drinking and occasionally sniffing a line, when they weren't fucking me themselves, and occasionally there'd be a slap or two on my ass cheeks or somebody would call me a slut or a whore... Seriously, I was in bottom-slut heaven for a few hours, getting fucked hard and deep by a range of cocks... Then finally I got my first load from one of the guys, causing the other three to almost have an argument about who would get to fuck my sloppy, wet hole first... So I was a bit of a naughty sub-bottom and asked if I could have two... I mean, I'd been fucked for a few hours, so... They were kind enough to grant my wish, so one guy laid down on the floor, I sat down on him and then the host - that would be the huge cock! - started pushing up next to the first cock... Oh, damn! I'm NEVER ready for a double-fuck, but it's still SO GOOD!!! I was moaning and whimpering and begging for more poppers, but I took it. Cum was leaking out of me as they both moved in and out in my hole, so at least there was plenty of lube as they pounded me hard... Again, the guys took turns, doublefucking me in more or less every combination and completely wearing out my hole... They were all kept wide awake by doing drugs, of course, but I was getting rather tired by then... Well, we all knew that was going to happen; they were planning on partying through the night, but we had agreed I was allowed to go to bed when I was worn out - on the condition that I slept on my front with a plug keeping my hole open. Throughout the night I'd wake up as the plug was pulled out and replaced with a hard cock, and as I was half-asleep I never really knew which of them was fucking me or whether the others had come into the bedroom to watch... By 8am I was sort-of awake and begging for a cup of coffee - hey, even a slut-bottom deserves a cup of coffee after a hard night's sluttiness, right? The guys weren't done yet, though, so they kept plowing me until 10am when they started wearing out and each blew their last remains of cum in me. I really have no idea how many loads I took that night and morning, but the guys told me they had each blown their load 3-4 times in me, so it was quite a successful night for this little cum-hungry slut-bottom... I was still gaping when they were done with me - and I was leaking cum in my underwear as I was driving home, even though I tried my best to keep it in...
  2. 5 points
    My ex congratulated me in a sarcastic tone as we walked towards our bedroom. I was in seventh heaven- we had a wonderful afternoon, he had invited five tops over, I had been fucked and bred senseless and my mancunt was gaping and dripping seed. What more could a bottom pig ask for. I thought Steve was displeased with me from his tone of voice and I quickly ran through things in my head to see what I did wrong. I thought I had done all that I should have, I took every bit of cock offered to me, I cleaned cock after being fucked, I got DP'd, and I thanked every top for their beautiful cocks and seed. "You just don't totally get your place yet do you?" he asked tersely. I was nonplussed. "Why do you think I make you cum before you get fucked - because I want you to concentrate totally on the pleasure of your tops and not your own pleasure," he said. "I don't make you cum so you can get a horn and start feeling your slutty self up when a top is fucking you." He was angry that I had become horny during the fuck session that afternoon and out of natural instinct I had began stroking my own cock when I was getting fucked in the ling - and I got an erection! "Tops aren't interested in your cock in 99% of cases, they don't care if you get off or get horny - they care that you service them properly, worship their cock, be a cumdump for their seed - and that is what you are on this planet for - a pig bottom to be used by tops for their pleasure" I went to sleep sufficiently chided. The following day Steve told me he had rung Ray, a friend of ours who had a small workshop making leather goods, harness', slings etc nd asked him to design a leather cock cage for me. "I am taking you in this afternoon for a fitting this afternoon and Ray and Paul (his partner) are probably going to throw you in the sling and drop a few babies in you." "So get yourself cleaned out before we go," he said. The lips on my cunt were a bit sore and puffy from yesterday's pounding - but I had learned to learn that feeling of being cock sore - I felt that a sore manhole was a clear reminder to me of exactly what I was - a cumpig and a cockpig. Besides Ray and Paul had fucked me plenty of times before in group gangbangs, at their little workshop when they were designing my harness and Ray had even taken part in conversion gangbang - so I was more than used to his thick veiny cock hammering my hole. Besides I loved that gaunt look he had and knowing that he was not only giving me a serve with a lovely fat cock - but he was throwing toxic loads into me. Paul was a 5 minute wonder - he had fucked me several times also - but usually got that horny watching other guys and Ray fuck me he would cum very quickly. But a cock is a cock and a load is a load so it was of no concern to me as long as he got his fill and I got his load. Steve had told Ray what he had in mind for the cock cage and when we arrived there, I was surprised to see Ray and Paul had two other friends there - both mid 40's early 50's like them, all in their harness and jockstraps and one guy with no underwear on and a very lovely thick fat uncut schlong hanging between his legs. Ray noticed me staring at the guy's huge cock - and said "don't worry piggy - you're going to get that - after all we all have to test fuck you to make sure this cock cage is a success." He pulled out this leather cock cover and chain and said to me "get your gear off piggy." I undressed and was trying not to look at the other men as I could sense they were all going to fuck me and I was starting to feel rather excited. Ray slid this leather shaft over my cock that had a small sleeve at the base with a small chain sliding through it. He pulled the chain tight around my ball bag and fastened a very small padlock on it. So I had this firm leather sleeve on that allowed my dick to get to not even half a horn with a hole in the top for me to piss out of. The chain around my ball bag pulled tight prevented it from moving. While Ray was fitting me with the cage, the other guys had got the gear off they wanted off and Ray turned to Steve and said "let's give your little piggy a good hammering and see if the slut gets a horn now." With that Steve and Ray told me to get in the sling and my first of many many sessions being gangbanged with a cock cage on began. Ray's friend was stroking his now hard fat uncut cock - a good 10 inches but thick as. I watched as he started lubing it up and Ray said "split the pig in half." Paul had got the lube and spread some on my hole and with that the guy stepped up and positioned his fat cock at the sore entrance to my hole. As he put a bit if his knob in - he went bang- and sunk the huge slab of cock into me in one thrust. I expelled air and whimpered as he immediately started to ram me hard. "Fuck the pig" Ray yelled and he was and it was hurting. He knew he was hurting me and you could tell from the look on his face - he liked that. Like I always did - I settled down after a ,minute or so and started to get used to his hammering and after two minutes I was liking it - again as usual. As he was fucking me Ray came up and offered me his fat veiny cut cock to slurp on and get hard - which was a clear indication that he was next in line to breed me. Once I had cock in me both ends I was starting to get fully turned on and was starting to really enjoy the width of my fucker's cock. it was fat and I just love that feeling of my hole being stretched wide open by fat cock. As I started to get an erection the cock cage kicked in and became uncomfortable - but it did not move. The four of them and fucked me twice while steve took pics and the cock cage kept me under control all afternoon. Steve made me wear it home and then took me upstairs into our play room and tied me to the cross and he pounded me - he always loved having the last fuck when I was loaded with other men's seed. After he b;ew and untied me, I cleaned up his cock and balls - he went to his jeans pocket and produced the key to remove the cock cage. He then slid the butt plug into me like he always did to keep the seed in me as much as I could and for as long as I could - and in case he wanted another piece of my arse before we went to sleep. My cock immediately got hard. "That's okay - you can get hard now you have serviced your tops and been the best bottom you can for them. Now beat yourself off if u want you filthy fucking slut." With that he walked out and shut the door. I was so horny I just dropped on to the vinyl mattress and beat my dick for 2 minutes and blew everywhere. I was that horny my arse muscles almost bit the butt plug in half as it involuntarily gnawed on it as I came. I was spent but happy that yet another lesson in my path to total slutdom had been learned.
  3. 3 points
    I woke on Saturday and spent a few hours exploring Berlin’s museum island. I absent-mindedly poked around the Bode Museum, the Pergamon and a craft fair/flea market but my mind was on the Fickstutenmarkt coming up that evening. I noticed a lot of good looking guys, some with their wives/girlfriends, a few gay couples and some single guys and wondered if any of them would be fucking me that night. The Fickstutenmarkt, if you haven’t heard of it, is a gay horse fair. Bottoms (mares) arrive at the event early. They strip nude, have their hands bound, and are blindfolded with a sack/hood that is colour coded. White sacks stand for safe sex and red sacks stand for bareback. When all of the mares are in place and waiting, the Tops (stallions) arrive and are free to fuck or “cover” any mares they choose. There are a number of rules, but the top one is that mares cannot refuse any stallion who wants to fuck them. From reading the Fickstutenmarkt web site and thanks to other posters on Breeding Zone (like Bottomhole and DanishAss), I had some idea about what to expect at the event and also knew that it was important to arrive early as a mare to get a good spot. I arrived back at the hotel at 2 a couple of blocks from the venue and was aiming to be in the queue when it opened at 5:30. I spent lots of time cleaning out and getting ready. I stretched my hole a bit with an inflatable, and lubed up with Swiss Army silicone. I slipped on a pair of sweat pants, a t-shirt and my black lace-ups with short blue socks and walked the two blocks to the entrance, with my stomach in knots. I hadn’t eaten anything for about 36 hours at that point so, as usual before a big night out, I wasn’t sure whether what I was feeling was nervous butterflies, hunger or low blood sugar. The Berlin Fickstutenmarkt is held at the Kit-Kat Club but it uses a different entrance. A Berlin underground metro stop is right below the building and there is a nondescript door – something like a fire door – that opens right off the steps down to the metro. I arrived later than I intended; it was about 5:45, and there were about 10 guys ahead of me in the queue. I exchanged smiles with a couple of guys but everyone seemed a bit nervous like me and there was no conversing. When there were only about 4 or 5 guys ahead of me I could hear the door attendant switching between German and English as he asked each mare whether he knew what the event was about, that they would be blindfolded and fucked anonymously. Each guy said yes, paid the $10 or $12 euro fee (I can’t remember now which I was). And then the pattern stopped as I heard the attendant say “I’m sorry, we don’t have room for you tonight” to one guy. My heart stopped for a minute as I reviewed the thousands of dollars and kilometres that I had invested in this weekend that were going to waste. I had arrived 15 minutes too late. The guys ahead of me stayed in the queue so I did the same, hoping that there might still be some hope. There was a bit of back and forth conversation and then the guy who was turned away made his way past the rest of us as the queue started moving again. He was in his 60s with grey/white hair that needed cutting and I suddenly realized that he had been refused entry based on his appearance. I had read on the website that this was possible, but hadn’t expected to witness it. I started feeling quite sad for the fellow, thinking that a haircut could have made all of the difference, but didn’t have time to finish the thought as it was my turn at the door. “Do you know what the event is about” I was asked. I said yes. “Do you know that you will wear a hood and can’t see anything while you are fucked?” Yes. “Have you read the rules on the web site?” Yes. “Okay” I paid the fee and went through another door. Before my eyes had a chance to adjust to the very dim lighting, I was approached by a stall helper wearing a white tank top like I’d seen in pictures on the website. He handed me an empty garbage bag and my hood, told me to strip off everything but my shoes, and then take the bag down a nearby staircase. He patted me on the ass and gently pushed me toward an opening in a black tarp-like wall. Inside there were about ten other guys, half already naked and holding their hoods, and the rest in various stages of undress. I took a deep breath, pulled my t-shirt over my head, kicked off my shoes and pulled my sweats off. I re-tied my shoes and threw my clothes in the bag. There were a few guys ahead of me making their way down the staircase. At the bottom right was a doorway covered by a black curtain. On the left there was an open door with light pouring from it. As I arrived at the bottom of the stairs, three stall helpers were waiting. One took my garbage bag, tied a tag on it while another held me by the waist as he turned me from side to side to let the third guy write a number (37) on each shoulder and my upper back. Finally, they turned me to face away from the door as I felt the smack from a large rubber stamp on my ass. I didn’t have time to look at it before they tied a piece of white rope to my right wrist and pointed me back up the stairs. Back on the main floor I remembered others’ advice to get a good spot early and avoid being placed standing up somewhere. I quickly found the large square padded platform that I had seen in the X-tube fickstutenmarkt video. There were already guys holding spots at each corner and one in the middle of 3 of the 4 sides. The fourth side was the furthest from the entrance, but I took it. I was between two guys in their 30s, both cute and nicely tanned, which contrasted against my very white skin. I had been in the sun on my deck a few times over the summer and had a slight tan line but in this dim lighting I didn’t know if it was visible at all. Along the perimeter of the room on two sides were padded bench-style chairs. There were a few open spaces but most were occupied. Overall, the bottoms in the room were really good looking and masculine. Quite a few had chest or facial hair, and were nicely endowed. My relatively small package seemed to have shrunk from the anticipation or just being nude, and it fought my frequent efforts to casually pull it outward for better presentation. I figured that since I was number 37 and there had been at least 10 guys behind me in the queue to enter, there were at least 50 mares in the building by the time I climbed back up the stairs. More guys were steadily entering and undressing, so I think there must have been at least 100 bottoms by the time it started. We waited in silence on my side of the padded bench for what seemed like an eternity but must have been about an hour. I noticed that the guy on my right had a watch and wondered if I should have worn one given some online comments from others about losing track of time at the event. Then I realized that I’d have a hood over my eyes anyway so a watch wouldn’t help once it started. Finally, the music seemed to get a bit louder, the lights dimmed a bit and the stall helpers made their way around the perimeter of the room to bind mares’ wrists and tie their hoods in place. I realized that the wrist binding was mainly symbolic since most bound mares still had 30-40 centimetres of play between their hands. But I noticed that the hoods went on much tighter. If mares could see anything, it was very little. I suddenly noticed a bit of a scramble around my platform as the others grabbed lube packets from the centre of the bench and lubed or re-lubed their holes. I stood and managed to grab a packet and finger some into my hole just before one of the helpers tied my left wrist to my right and quickly pulled the sack down over my head. He deftly rolled the edge of the sack over a few times so that a thick band was across my eyes and the bridge of my nose and pulled it snug. He was an expert. The band was tight enough that I couldn’t open my left eye under the sack. I could open my right eye with some discomfort as the sack squished my eyelashes. But the best I could see was downwards across my right cheek to my chest. My heart started thumping as I realized just how helpless I was. I was going to be fucked and I wasn’t going to know by who. The event rules went through my head, “a mare cannot refuse a stallion, must always surrender to him and let himself be mounted.” After months of anticipation, this was suddenly very real. I told myself this is what I wanted and it was too late to back down now. I tried to relax and got myself in position with my head down, elbows on the bench, feet on the floor and ass in the air. It took a few minutes for the helpers to finish tying and blindfolding the mares and while I waited I found that with my limited vision in one eye and my head on the mattress I could see down across my chest, and between my legs toward the wall behind me. It was not much and I wouldn’t be able to see anything beyond crotch height, but I’d know if someone was standing behind me. The music was suddenly much louder. I waited. Time was really hard to gauge. I had a moment of panic. What if a guy fucked me with a PA and ripped me up like Bottomhole experienced? I’d started Truvada back in August and took it religiously so I wasn’t worried about HIV, but what about Hep C? I tried to focus on the feeling of being exposed and the gentle wafts from the ventilation system on my hole. And I also remembered several guys who said that they didn’t get fucked that much at Fickstutenmarkt. Maybe I’d just stay here, bent over until I’d had enough waiting and decided to call a helper to help me leave. A guy somewhere around me moaned like he was feeling a bit of pain and then I felt the cushioning of the bench flex nearby. The guy to my left let out an “ahhh.” I opened my eye and looked down between my legs. There were at least two guys behind me. One moved out of sight but from what I could see of his thigh (it was fairly defined and had a bit of hair), the remaining guy seemed to be facing toward me. I waited for a bit and looked between my legs again. He was still there. I was just picturing him standing behind me surveying the room when I felt a finger slide in my hole. It pumped in and out a few times then withdrew. I felt a large knob at my hole. He pushed in so that the head popped past my sphincter. It was my time to moan and just as I did that he slid all the way in. I could feel his pubes on the edge of my hole and I was glad I’d stretched it earlier. He fucked me in a nice medium rhythm for a few minutes. Once in a while he’d thrust extra hard and I’d experience a moment of pain, but it felt so good. Guys all around me were moaning. Our shoulders were rubbing together as we bent over toward the centre of the platform. My first fucker withdrew and I felt that moment of emptiness as the head popped out of my hole. I don’t think he had cum, and I figured none of the tops would want to do that so early in the evening. As he patted my ass and moved away, I raised my head and grinned. I was at the Fickstutenmarkt surrounded by good looking guys getting fucked. I had had my first fuck and was ready for more. Any doubts from a few moments earlier were all gone. Another cock was at my hole and hilted in one swift motion. I could tell it was thinner and longer than the last one. He wasted no time and fucked fast and hard. It hurt on every inward stroke and I found myself making “AhhhhAAhhhhAhhh” moans in time with his movements. While the first guy hadn’t touched me with anything but his finger and then his cock, this top held on. First he held my hips in an iron grip and then he put his hands below my armpits with his fingers locked on to my pecs. The guy on my right must have been experiencing a similar intense fuck. He was very loud and with his head near my armpit and facing toward me I could feel his breath as he vocalized with every thrust. The painful fuck went on for some time and I’m ashamed to say that at one point I started to lean more on to the platform to try to reduce his penetration. It didn’t work. He stopped thrusting just long enough to grab the top of each shoulder and haul my ass backwards and deeper onto him. After that it felt a bit like he was punishing me by really fucking deep. His cock wasn’t in the least spongy. It was 20-something wood. He could have been a youngster or it could have been Viagra. Whatever it was, he used it like a bit of a weapon. Like I said earlier, time was really hard to gauge, but I’m guessing his fuck lasted 10-15 minutes. When he finally thrust in a couple of times and held himself there, I think I felt some pulsing very deep in my guts. When he finally withdrew with the same quick intensity it felt a bit like I was being pulled inside out like a sock. He smacked my ass hard. Before I could get my breath, another cock slid inside. He felt shorter and wider and was a nice easy fuck. He had a nice pattern to his fuck and it felt like he used his abs and his hip flexers to give his cock a nice upward tilt on each drive. I wanted this fuck to keep going. It felt great and was a really nice way to recover from the previous stallion.
  4. 2 points
    Yesterday my Daddy ordered,when i ll be poz he want that i dont do meds.He want his Sissy Slut fertile. I will obey and be proud to be his Slut. kisses Bobbi
  5. 2 points
    Another Real Experience: - Excelling at CusTomer Service; Part 3 – Rental Surprise I had actually posted this true story elsewhere but those sites are "no more", now's the perfect time to include it with my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. Therefore, here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". So a couple of summers back, a friend and colleague was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and asked me a favor - she knew that I generally don't do rentals, only sales, but these were customers of hers who had bought a new bigger house and wanted to rent out their current one for a year or two until the market improved. I generally DON'T do rentals, but she's a good friend, and it was a $3000 rental, so a good commission. I go to the house to take pictures and to meet with the owners after my friend let them know I would be handling it, and was in for a bit of a surprise. I got to the place - it was awesome for a small house: pool, hot tub, koi pond, bbq pit in the back yard and great interiors with huge tubs and showers on each floor. The wife met me first, cool lady kinda hot in a "tough chick" sort of way... and then the husband came downstairs. Fortunately, his wife was looking at me and not him when his jaw hit the floor and he recognized me. I had to suppress a chuckle as I said "oh, hey Ted! Didn't know this was your house". Ted with a crooked smile said "yeah, it's my second wife's house, actually... and we just bought one together." "You two know each other? How cool!" Wifey number 2 puts in. "Yes," I said, "from the 'Y' - we work out at the same time frequently enough..." If she only knew HOW we'd worked out, one particular time in general... Ted is a real hottie - used to be an NYC fireman, now works construction as a carpenter and is a volunteer fireman in our 'burb here just outside the big apple. Built like a baseball or soccer player, he's got a great mesomorph body, awesome pecs, nice dick and a beautiful hairy bubble butt. Coloring -wise he's "Black Irish": very pale but not unattractive skin, piercing blue eyes and dark brown thick head of hair and a '70s clone-style 'stache that on him is very hot. He's about 2 inches shorter than my 6' and at the time he was - like me - in his late '40s but in really good shape. I'd immediately noticed him at the gym, years ago when I first moved back home to the burbs after a couple of decades in NYC. A total hottie and just my type. But a wedding ring, and though he looked around a lot more than usual for a straight guy, he didn't respond to any of the usual clues. Interestingly, our YMCA's steam room actually DOES get active every once in a while, but you have to be really careful as it is co-ed, though few women use the steam room. Also, some guys are just not cool. Ted had occasionally been in the steam room when some groping or even a little oral got started, but at first he always left. After a while, he started to stay, though appeared to look away. Finally he got to the point of openly watching. It was after one of those sessions when the guy who was blowing me did so for only about 2 minutes before he shot himself and hastily exited that we finally spoke to each other. "You seemed to be enjoying the show" I said, pointing out his tented towel. He actually blushed and said "yeah, I can't believe how easy it can be for you guys". We talked a bit (seems he HAD gotten some blow jobs from guys before in the past on a couple of occasions) so I asked if he wanted to try some more again. He said yes, but not there and invited me back to his new apartment, which he had gotten upon divorcing his wife. It was a very short drive, we could have walked, and I followed him in after pulling my "play bag" out of the trunk of my car. He was amazed that I had videos, lube, toys and leather gear with me, and that my partner was cool with me playing on the side when he was working. Ted said he wanted to try out more than just getting a blow job but was scared, and he lamented that he didn't have any weed because he knew that would relax him. I told him I didn't either (I actually have problems with the stuff, I may be allergic) but that I did have a pipe with me and stuff that would make him feel really good, and really horny and lower some inhibitions, but wouldn't leave him out of it or unaware of what was happening. He was all for it, and I pulled out the glass cock and filled it up with the icy crystals and *puff* he was having his first dance with Miss T. We popped in one of my videos that had a woman or two in a couple of the scenes, and stripped down to our boxers. Jerking led quickly to mutual jerking and soon the boxers were gone and I was on the floor between his hairy muscle thighs sucking that very nice dick - he loved it. I pulled out the poppers and took a huff, and swallowed his dick to the balls - he says "can I try some of those? What do I do?" I pulled off briefly, told him how to huff and NOT get stuff up his nose, took a hit, handed him the bottle and went back to sword-swallowing. He took a hit and moaned, so I pushed his legs up and attacked his hairy hole (knowing we'd both showered at the gym) and he just squirmed and loved that. I pulled back, asking if he liked it and he said "oh fuck yeah". I fired up the torch and we had a few more major hits, and I said "any interest in reciprocating?" He said he'd give it a shot... he took a few more fortifying puffs off the pipe, took a long hit of poppers and basically went nuts on my hard dick, sucking, licking, licking my balls and even a gave me a rim job - which he actually stayed on better and longer than the blow job (and - not his fault - he did use his teeth a bit unknowingly.) All the while, whenever his mouth was free for a moment, he was all "fuck this is hot, fuck this is hot". Finally he moved us to the bedroom... bringing my play bag, vids, the glass cock the poppers and all. A few more clouds shared and we were in a 69... nice. His tongue seemed more used to hole than dick (probably used to eating pussy) so he was back to that shortly. I asked if he wanted to fuck that hole, and he was all for it. I said watch the vid, while I check on something and left him with the torch and pipe and took my "emergency" kit to the bathroom and found I was just fine for being fucked, quickly washed the kit and got back in there. He asked what I had been doing, and I briefly explained without any off-putting details that I was making sure I was clean for a fuck. We puffed more (thank god he wasn't getting Tina Dick), I pulled out two kinds of lube and he mounted me - me on all fours with him behind and both of us facing the video. He liked it, a lot, and gave me a huge load. We puffed more when he got done, and he was clearly still majorly turned on. He kept asking about getting fucked, and what it felt like, and did it make me feel less like a man (hardly) and so on, and finally asked if he could try it if I would promise to stop if he hated it. I agreed, and he asked about the whole bathroom thing. I explained, gave him the kit, told him what to do, and how to do it and for how long, and set him at it with the poppers while I kicked back with the pipe. A little bit later he was back, like me there was really nothing there to worry about, and he made sure to wash well so I could get my tongue back in before we started. With the torch firing, we did hits while I blew some of the smoke up his butt and mounted him the way he did me - doggie style facing the porn. He didn't seem like the face to face kissing type - at least not yet. I gave him the poppers and told him to take some gentle huffs while I was entering him, and he did. Slowly but surely, I got inside and started a slow pulse after he told me he was okay and his hole had accepted it. We built up speed and had a long serious fuck that he seemed to like very very well. I didn't shoot, as I'd played the night before (that's why the bag was in the car) and he told me it was awesome, but he wasn't sure he'd ever have the guts to do it again. Sure enough, after that, he didn't quite avoid me at the gym, but he certainly never came to the steam room again and when he did speak to me it was in a group. Then my schedule changed and I was not working out at that time of day anymore... so I hadn't seen him much the last two years. UNTIL my friend asked me for a favor and I found myself listing his (well, his new wife's) house for rent. He did manage to let me know that he'd really enjoyed what we did... and maybe, MAYBE he might want to repeat sometime. I thought I might get the chance to have time to add some persuasion to that - but the listing was so damn good the place rented THAT afternoon as soon as I put it in the system. Ah well, if my friend needs to travel around the time they close on their new house... who knows?
  6. 1 point
    Been, trying to be more active on this site as of late....finally made the attempt to meet up with someone on here! Let's see how this goes, trying my more natural attempt at cruising vs what I think is expected, which isn't as crude as what I find on here, as piggy as I am, I can only come up with so many ways to say make me your cumdumpster bug chasing chemmed up whore. Time to smoke a blunt an do nothing now, I deserve it.
  7. 1 point
    I'm about to head off to the airport to fly to Berlin for a weekend of being a complete slut. Tonight I'll meet up with a BB Dom-Top and together we'll go to the Biohazard party where he will fuck me and then leave my ass to get fucked by whoever feels like it. I'll be wearing running shoes and a jockstrap, so the ass will be hanging out on display to make sure the tops can see what's on offer... Then tomorrow evening will be the Fickstutenmarkt where I'll be tied up blindfolded along with the other mares to be covered by any and all stallions/tops who feel like it. If I feel frisky tomorrow afternoon between the two big events of my Berlin weekend, perhaps I'll go to the Boiler sauna and sit around in the hot tub, hoping somebody will start grabbing my ass and then fucking me somewhere or other... (I'm QUITE likely to feel frisky! Let's face it; this weekend is all about taking cock and cum!)
  8. 1 point
    I am 29 right now and have been chasing AIDS since I was 24... I really wish that I had been successful at getting AIDS years ago when I first began chasing AIDS. I'd probably look like a AIDS pig should after nearly 5 years with the med resistant strains doing their work on my body. I know that I would have gotten the diagnosis and proof I got the full med resistance that my AIDS pig had to share. Just thinking about it makes my current attempts to get infected with AIDS all the more important to succeed and get AIDS now. I think I am better prepared for the lifestyle change that is coming once I get AIDS now. I want it much more than ever before and have plans in place to make it happen. My friends and family are less of a concern to me after I get AIDS and start becoming more toxic every day. There's not going to be any reason I'd regret this or want to back out of my decision to get infected with AIDS for once and for always. I am more open to getting other infections along with AIDS and never treating them as well.
  9. 1 point
    1. OBEY MASTER and Owner at all times. 2. NEVER question your MASTER for any reason. Every time slave addresses its MASTER, do so by using SIR or MASTER in every sentence. 3. slave is NOT allowed to use condoms,he is a BAREBACK slut for everyone. 4. slave will always be grateful for any punishment its MASTER may give to it, giving the MASTER proper thanks for it afterwards. 5. slave will never be allowed to negotiate any sexual acts with its MASTER, those decisions coming strictly from the slave owner. 6. slave will NEVER have any limits. 7. slave will always be expected to keep itself clean and in good health, telling its owner of any health issues that may arise. And always ready for use by its owner. 8. slave will always be ready to serve its MASTER 24-7-365. 9. No is NOT an option. 10. Master is allowed to expand the rules. That are my Slave rules.I WILL OBEY Thank you Master. Bobbi
  10. 1 point
    This happened last week when I was in NJ for business. I had been horny all day and my cock kept getting hard. I was busy with a work meeting but I was having trouble ignoring the growing lump in my pants. After I was back at my hotel I started to search for some hot ass to breed on BBRTS. I came across a cumdump ad from a guy that was taking loads a few miles from where I was staying. He was in a local Adult theater and was taking loads. I sent him an email and asked if he'd like some additional loads. He sent me a message that he was taking some loads from 3 cocks and as soon as he was done he was happy to come over and take mine. Sure enough, about an hour later he arrives. Hot guy late 30's 5'10" hairy chest and ass, and a wet hole. We started kissing and he got down sucking me hard. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed him on the bed on his back with his legs in the air. I sank my cock deep in that hot wet hole. OMG it felt so good with the other loads inside. I fucked his hole hard for a short time before my first load shot out of my balls and into his ass! "don't you dare pull out" he said. DUH I had no intention as I pushed further inside to let him feel my cock explode. He stayed with me for several hours and over that time I fucked him and seeded his ass several more times. I'm lucky, my dick isn't huge but its kinda thick and I can cum mutiple times. He was a greedy cumdump and took everything I had. Honestly I was spent and very happy. He left my hotel room about 4am with a very happy wet dripping hole! I want more! I love it and am addicted to breeding hot ass!!
  11. 1 point
    Now originally I was going to go on about this row I had with the missus the other day, but as I was typing I decided nah. This is time of cheer. So I raise my glad to a toast to all those guys that gave me the gift of cock this year, truly a gift that gives. Especially notable are the guys and cd's that frequent the Fair theater in Astoria Queens, oh the cock I have sucked and rode on there
  12. 1 point
    Last night I was so fucking horny. I'd been working all day and had dick on my mind from the moment I got up. I was texting fuck buddies all day long, but nobody was really taking the bait. I fucking hate it when you're that riled up and nobody is feeling the same. So I decided at 10pm to go to Slammer in Koreatown. I'd been a couple times before, but really, just to suck and watch, hear. Last night was different. I had that natural internal buzz of fear and anticipation going on. I knew I was going to get loaded. I stripped down to my jock, walked through, so guys could check me out and then went and got on all fours on the fuck bench in the dark room. Already there was a ton of shit going in that small sweaty room, but within a minute I had facial hair and a warm mouth all over my man cunt. I was being eaten out like never before. He was stretching my hole with his mouth alone, getting his tongue in deep and licking me out like an ice cream cone that had some melted contents deep down. I was loving it. Groaning and moaning. I was offered some poppers and took a couple of deep hits. Shit I thought I might just pass out from the ecstasy of both sensations going through me a the same time. My dick was so hard I thought it was going to break through the fabric of my jock. I think he must have been down there for 10 to 15 minutes just eating the fuck out of my ass. There was lots of sucking going on in the room. I heard a guy say, "is he ready yet" and the ass eater pulled back. I'd decided I wasn't going to look at who was fucking me prior to going into the room - it was to be a "no load refused" session - something I have never done before. So the next thing I feel is blunt force of a huge dick pressed against my hole as the dude leans over and whispers in my ear - "ready for daddy"? My ass just opened up automatically and he slid right in to the base in one slow but deliberate push. I just knew he was black - from his voice and his girth. I've never been so open to getting fucked as I was in that moment - it just felt natural. He was fucking me slowly but with force and it felt amazing. My legs were trembling, my body was quivering and I was moaning out load, so loud that I could actually hear myself as though it wasn't me. He probably fucked me a for a good 5 minutes before I could hear guys asking for their turn. He pulled out and within 5 seconds another guy was in me. He was smaller and more of a jackhammer fucker - I'm guessing a white guy by the sound of him. He was eager to cum, I could tell. He loaded my ass up pretty fast. He pulled out and another dude was in me. This guys was thicker dicked and the sperm for the prior guy was great lube (another first for me) - was smelling sperm - and getting more and more turned on. Then another guy, then another guy, then the original guy, then another guy. I don't know how many dicks or loads I took, because I was so poppered up and lost count after 4, but it must have been close to 12 loads I took home with me. I had to sit in my car for a good hour when I left just come down from the popper high. I'm on PrEP but eager to see if any loads knocked me up - my next blood work is in 3 weeks. I'll keep you guys posted. One thing is for sure - there's no going back. Taking loads anonymously is insanely hot and I'm addicted.
  13. 1 point
    Just got destroyed by a pox top from Bareback RT - he showed up shirtless and barefoot and tweaked out- I let him in and he stepped out of his jeans and my jaw dropped at his huge uncut meat- We partied naked for awhile - doing lines off my coffee table until we were high as hell- he asked me to jerk off so I did my limp cock spurted cum on my stomach then he scooped up my load and had me spred my legs so he could lube my hole with my cum. He showed no mercy he rammed his cock in me and fucked me senseless,
  14. 1 point
    It was just another friday night at the sex club, Blackout Friday as they are called. I was leaning on the fuck bench naked with some guy I hadn't even looked at ploughng my mancunt with his thick fat cock. Soon a top who was fucking this other guy manouevered him over to the fuck bench and he leaned on the bench next tp me - both of us moving in rhythm with each thrust of cock in us. Soon we had an arm around each other half for support as we got pounded and half to encourage each other on to cockpig heaven. Soon we were kissing and tonguing each other and talking dirty to each other about how good the cocks in us were. I love working the room or a group with another bottom - encouraging and helping each other take cock till we can hardly walk. My top thrust hard and unleashed in me. I said to my bottom friend "yum my first load - I want to take every cock in this joint tonight." I turned and dropped to my knees instinctinvely to clean my top's cock and ensure I sucked every straw of seed out of his pole. I returned to the bench and my friend said the load he was about to get was his third - I said lucky bitch. Just as his top came a guy started rubbing my arse with his rod and I got down on the bench offering him my hole and in one thrust he drove a lovely thick cock into me so hard it made me expel air. I love that - when a man drives me with his cock and hurts me with it. I love tops who fuck as though I don't count and why my life is totally dominated by men's cocks and their seed. My Asian fuck slutbuddy was getting ploughed again. Soon we were kissing each other passionately driven to bliss by the cocks invading our holes. After my top blew I thought I would take a break and walked outside the dark room and leaned on the wall in the doorway letting the two loads in me settle so I didn't start dribbling and wasting cum too early. Shortly afterwards I could see me fuck slut buddystand up as his top disengaged and I could make out the figure as he dropped to his knees to clean up his top's cock. "My kinda slut" I thought. He walked outside and I ,moved back from the doorway to let him through. He was cute, salt and pepper hair, Asian and nice firm bod for his age. He looked at me and said "Do you remember me?" I did not have my glasses on and admitted I didn't. You are Steve's boyfriend aren't you?". I told him I was Steve's boyfriend and we had split a few years back. " I am Curtis, you picked me up in the Town Hall Hotel one night telling me Syeve had been checking me out in the bar and wanted to take me back to your house and fuck me." The I remembered who he was, although I did pick up plenty of bottoms for my ex and they were mostly Asians, I remembered how quick Curtis got addicted to Steve's 8" thick cut cock and how Steve was nailing him bareback within two weeks and breeding him senseless to knock him up. He was shy when we first me. I never interfered with my ex's bottoms it was simply my role to do as I was told. Sometimes Steve would want me to help with the bottoms, other times he would tell me to go to a club and get loaded up or go to the spare room as he was going to spend the night fucking some stray mancunt in our bed. It was also my job to approach bottoms he decided he want to fuck and procure them for him. I found that easy I only had to tell the truth what a great cock he had, what a good fuck he was and they could generally see how good looking he was with his long blonde hair - as he was usually with me and would say "I wanna fuck that" which was my cue to introduce that lucky bottom to his cock. The night he wanted Curtis I was told to go to the spare room for the night if the bedroom door was locked when I got home. As I climbed the stairs I could see the door locked and the red lamp beam from under the door. I could hear the boy half screaming and "aaghing" was giving his hole a good pounding and stretching. I went back downstairs poured a drink and about half an hour later steve came down naked to get a drink. "Fuck this kid's hole is so tight it took me 15 minutes to get my cock right into him." "Nail him raw" I asked - "nah but I am gonna end up breeding him.". "I am going up to fuck him again." I eventually went to bed, hearing the kid "oohing and aahing" so Steve was obviously pounding him again. Next morning he was gone when I got up and Steve said he told him to come around anytime he wanted more cock. "He mightn't be around for a while though his pussy lips were puffy and sore when I got up him again this morning - but that is what you have to do to bottoms - he is gonna be a slut and I am gonna breed him." Steve seemed pretty sure Curtis would return to the scene of the crime, and sure enough, come Wednesday, just four days after Steve had given him a merciless fucking, he was knocking n the front door. I seen him through the peep hole and said to Steve "the Asian slut from the weekend is back for more". He just smiled as I opened the door. Not a word was said apart from a sheepish hello and Steve got up took his hand and they headed for the bedroom. Curtis kept turning up every second or third day to service my husband's cock. I cam home from work one afternoon and steve was laying on the loungeroom floor and Curtis was riding his cock and his previous half pleasure half pain groans had given way to "i love cock" and other ecstatic terms as he milked Steve's cock. A couple of weeks after Steve first me Curtis he said to me one fridy night Orhan (a friend of his ) had organized a gangbang for me and iwould be stopping there the night as he and three other tops were going to plow me. I didn't mind as Orhan had a huge cut Arab cock thicker than Steve's and Steve always sent me to Orrhan's anytime Orhan was horny or wanted a slut toy to play with and I lovd being fucked by him. As I was leaving Steve said "tonight's the night I am going to breed Curtis tonight." Next day I arrived home happy and Sated and when I arrived in Steve came downstairs with a smile like a Cheshire cat. I knew he had nailed the kid. "Has he gone" I asked. "No he is upstairs n the bed I have put four loads in him and I have put the butt plug in to keep the seed in him as long as possible." I don't know how man y times Steve fucked and seeded him over the weekend but they were never out of the bedroom or our playroom and it was always a mission for Steve to breed, seed and knock up bottoms. Orhan and he called themselves the seeding machines. Eventually Steve handed Curtis over to Orhan and he bred him for a few weeks and the next minute we saw him no more. Wind forward to today - he told me he got transferred to Melbourne by the bank "and for the first few weeks I really missed Steve and his mate's (Orhan) cocks," he laughed. Aight weeks after Steve began breeding him he was knocked up. He said "I knew it was Steve but I couldn't stop him I just wanted to get bred so bad in the end." I told him my fate was the same. 'It would have happened anyway as I am addicted to raw cock now thanks to Steve and his mate," he said. "Same here," I said. "Let's get back in there and get some more," I said. We both got up knowing that a long time ago Steve rendered us powerless when it came to taking his cock. Sure we are a little bit older a bit greyer - but we are both driven by that inner burning to have cock inside us - to be a receptacle for men's seed and to be the best slut bottoms for any cock that is offered to us. "Steve would be proud of both of us" I thought as we both took up our positions leaning on the fuck bench ready to take any raw cock just like he taught us.
  15. 1 point
    The guy in the shower was tall and lanky, and had a nice piece of uncut meat hanging between his hairy thighs. He stepped out of the shower, still dripping wet, and walked over to us. "Get to work, pig!" I ordered. The hungry Asian turned on his knees and swallowed the new meat in one gulp. "Fuckkkkkk," the guy from the shower moaned, reaching up and tweaking his nipples. "God that feels good," he said, grinning at me. "Ya got some piss for 'im?" I reminded him about the pig's thirst. "Yeah... he okay with a few .....uh ..... enhancements?" he asked. "Most definitely, man," I smiled back. "Tryin' to keep him as fucked up as possible!" The shower guy chuckled. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. I could tell he was trying to concentrate on getting his piss to flow. I yanked the leash on the pig's collar, letting him know to quit the sucking, and just let his mouth become a urinal. A soft exhale from shower guy, and I knew that the pig was getting a nice, warm drink. Pig squirmed a bit, and I could hear him swallowing the warm, yellow liquid down his throat. "That's it, boy. Take the man's piss. No need for a urinal, when ya got a willing mouth," I said, placing my hand on his throat so I could feel the swallowing action. A calm smile spread across the shower guy's face. "That's all I got for now," he said. " Wish I had a 6 pack of beer to fill up on." "So, what's in your piss," I half whispered to him, drawing close to his stubbled face. "Oh, a little T, some G, X - - - actually, a lotta T!" he grinned, slyly. "Good," I said, rubbing the back of my hand up and down his hairy abs. "I wanna keep his hole hungry!" "Mmmmm....." shower guy growled, grabbing his towel and looking the two of us up and down. "Maybe I'll see y'all a little later," he said, giving his semihard cock a serious tug. "Yeah, man. We're always lookin' for cock!" I said. "Got some V, if ya need it," I added, grabbing his cock and balls and giving them a friendly squeeze. "Get up, PIG!" I ordered. He obediently stood, keeping his eyes downward, hands clasped behind him. We walked the halls of the third floor, me in the lead, checking out any open doors for cock. I enjoyed the looks we were getting - a big, masculine, leatherman taking his chemmed up pig out for a walk. Some were in shock or disbelief - others wanted to be part of the scene. Occasionally, I would stop and order the pig to his knees to suck my semihard cock. This definitely made some guys sit up and take notice. I made sure they got a good look at my large PA as it glimmered in the dim light. As we rounded the corner to the hall with my room, we ran into Trent from earlier. This time he was solo, and had switched from the bathhouse towel to a black jock. "Hey man," I greeted him. "Where's your buddy?" "Oh - he got all pissy and left. I told him if we came here, I was gonna wanna play. But he didn't believe me. Anyway, I'm kinda glad he left," he said, casually massaging the bulge in his cotton pouch. "You parTy?" I asked. "Yeah - but I didn't bring anything, 'cause I was with Miss Prissypants," he said. "Wanna come in an' smoke a bowl?" I asked, rubbing my free hand over his chiseled pecs. "Hell, yeah!" he perked up. He followed us midway down the hall to my door. I fidgeted with the key in the clock while trying to remember how I had left the room. I really hadn't thought about anybody but the PIG coming back with me, so I'm sure it was a sloppy mess. -------- I was right! The black rubber sheet was a gooey mess of jlube and Crisco, with two huge dildos laying in the middle. I HAD managed to stash the bags of T in my boot, but the glass pipe was right next to the TV on the table beside the bed. I pushed the PIG in first and unhooked the leash from his collar. He promptly crawled onto the bed and sat in the pool of lube. "Sorry. The place is a kind of a mess," I apologized to Trent. "Fuck! I think it's hot!" he replied. "This is why I come to the baths - - - to get fuckin' messy an' twisted an' - - - you know - - - dirty!" he grinned. Now he had his hand inside his pouch, and was unashamedly stroking his cock. "Allright PIG!" I said gruffly. "Service his cock!" PIG eagerly slid to the edge of the bed and pealed the waistband of Trent's jock down. My eyes bulged when I saw the mammoth piece of meat that fell out! Miss Prissypants should not have let this one go.... I shut the door and fished around in my boot for one of the baggies. I pulled out a half empty one and pulled the seal apart. Got my pen cap and scooped out a nice-sized rock and loaded it in the pipe (along with the unsmoked residue that was still in it .​ "Make yourself comfortable, man," I said, gesturing to a dry corner of the bed. Trent sat down, one leg cocked up and the other on the floor, so that PIG could continue eating his cock. I flicked the torch (which reflected in the mirrored walls and really lit up the room in a sort of drug-induced, leather dungeon way), and waved it in circular motions under the round glass bowl of the pipe. Trent stared like an animal that hadn't eaten in weeks. I watched as the rock liquefied and pooled in the dirty glass bowl. Then the thick white cloud started easing its way up the glass stem. I held the pipe to my lips and inhaled slowly and deeply. Hold it - - - hold it - - - hold it. I knelt down and placed my mouth over Trent's and shotgunned the hit into his hunky, hot body! I could tell he'd done this before, 'cause he didn't lose a puff of smoke! Our lips stayed sealed for what seemed like ten minutes, while we passed the smoke back and forth between our lungs. His right hand found my leather pouch and squeezed the greasy package inside. Finally, I pulled my mouth off of his, and handed the pipe to him. He held it out while I warmed the bowl again, and then he took his own hit directly from the pipe. When he was done, I motioned for him to shotgun the PIG. While they were shotgunning, it gave me a chance to get my mouth on Trent's cock. It WAS a beautiful piece of meat - thick, slightly veiny, uncut, large head and a slight upturn when erect to hit all the right spots! For me, one of the benefits of Tina is that it lessens my gag reflex. I was able to force the head into my throat and hold it for a few seconds until the spasms got too bad. I pulled off, gasping for air. "Fuck - - - nice - - - cock - - - man," I panted, catching my breath and drooling on my own chest. "Thanks - got no complaints," Trent said confidently. "You wanna fuck this pigwhore?" I asked, finally being able to talk. "I got 'im tweaked up pretty good, an' he loves big things in his hole." Trent wrapped his fist around the thick shaft and stroked until the foreskin pulled back and revealed the large head. "He take it raw?" Trent asked. "Only raw," I answered, lightly slapping the PIG's muscular butt. "Lemme give 'im a bump to get ready for you." My middle finger was already wet from being in the PIG's hole, so I just dipped it in the baggie and the crystal stuck to it. PIG slid a little toward me on the bed, positioning his ass so I could get a good aim without spilling any of the crystal. "PIG want a bump in his hole?" I asked, wanting him to beg. "Yes SIR! Please bump my hole, SIR!" he answered. "You want me to give your whore fuckhole to this hot stud, PIG?" I teased. "Yes SIR! Please SIR! I need fucked - - - please!" I inserted the T-covered finger into his battered hole. He didn't even flinch - just gyrated his hot ass around my finger. I wiped the insides of his burning rectum, digging the sharp shards of crystal into the delicate lining. The burn must have been delicious for a methpig like him. I pulled my finger out, and made a production of shoving it in my mouth and sucking the combination of ass juice, cum, lube, Crisco and Tina off with my tongue. Trent sneered in approval, slapping his hardening cock with an open hand. It now looked like an angry club, ready to beat this shameless PIG into total submission. I got up off the bed so that Trent could take my place behind the PIG. He positioned himself right behind the hunky Asian, and laid his fat cock in the crevice of his ass. "Damn, you're gonna rip him apart with that thing, man. You're fuckin' huge!" I said. In response, he slapped the big dong on PIG's cheeks, and took several warning pokes at the wrinkled, purple assring. I got down next to the PIG's ears and said, "Take a deep breath, and when I pinch your nipples, let it out." Trent caught the gist of where I was going - getting the PIG to relax for the giant cock. I pinched the PIG's nipples as hard as I could and nodded to Trent. He pushed forward, and the entire length and width of his giant cock disappeared into the Asian's hole. Two loud moans came from the hot men - I think both were in absolute ecstasy! I moved over to one of the mirrored walls, and propped myself up on the two cheap pillows they give you, and watched the show. Trent was a good fucker - taking his time, but making the PIG feel every inch of his cock. I found the baggie of T, and couldn't resist giving myself a hefty bump! Damn, the burn felt great in my hole, as I slid my T-covered finger in and out to deposit the meth. "Fuck him, man! Fuck his nasty pighole!" I chanted, while fingering my own. Out of habit, I grabbed a nearby dildo, and easily inserted it in my twitching hole. The chems allowed me to have a sort of "out of body experience," looking at the scene in the mirrors and imagining that I was living in a hot, BB sex video. I slid over next to the PIG and started deep kissing him. This gave Trent a chance to grab the dildo in my ass and start ramming it in and out in rhythm with his own fucking. At one point, I looked up at the mirror on the ceiling, and saw this amazing picture of muscle, skin, leather, rubber, lube and chrome - all enhanced by some very good drugs!!! After a good hour, Trent collapsed on top of the two of us and begged for a break.
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  17. 1 point
    Poz breeding and spreading party to be organised Sydney area in July Toxic loads preferred venue to be advised
  18. 1 point
    A couple visiting Sydney last week advertised on BBRTS for a vers or bottom guy to meet in their city hotel. I licked my lips, "married cock" I thought. I replied, saying that I was bottom only and was sort of hoping that they were both versatile and I would get both of them to fuck me. We both unlocked and then, I assume it was the bottom who started talking to me as he was saying his partner would like to fuck me. It was Friday so I was going to head into the city later for Blackout at Headquarters to get my arse fucked off anyway - so I thought I would go to their hotel and let his husband open me up. I said I could there by 4. I arrived and both were in the hotel room and I wasted no time getting my gear off and immediately Brian, the top started rubbing me all over. His partner laid back on the bed and watched us kiss fondle and cuddle standing up before I pulled down his jocks to expose a lovely 7" cock, nicely tapered with a thick base. In no time he was hard as a rock and I started to suck his hard cock and knead his balls. He picked me up and pushed me towards the bed so that I was laying right next to his partner, who still had on a pair shorts and a t-shirt. He immediately started lubing up his prick so I knew I was about to get fed. He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulder - and woof - straight in one thrust, right to the hilt. It hurt like hell, but I actually like that, I like dominant and rough tops and I love it when my hole is hurt by cock. I immediately put my hands on his back and pulled him towards me and he began to kiss me at the same time thrusting hard and really beginning to fuck me hard. He talked dirty, I like that too. "You like my cock buddy" "you're a little cock whore aren't you" I whispered yes pulling his arse cheeks hard to help him thrust to the hilt harder. He pulled out and told me to get on my hands and knees - I obeyed - as I do with all my tops and he again started to pound me. I was now facing his partner as he hammered me and his partner said "see what I have to put up with." I told him he should be thrilled to have a magnificent strong top like his partner on tap. I also told him anytime they came to Sydney I was more than happy to fill his partner's needs for him. "I'll be his cumdump anytime he wants me" I told him. After 10 minutes pounding me doggy he began to grunt and started blowing. I used my arse muscles like a milking machine to ensure I drained every sliver of seed out of his shaft. As he pulled out I immediately turned around to let him know there was no need for a towel, for a short period of time that cock was mine and it was my job to clean him up. He sat on the side of the bed - and I hate that first awkward minute after a top comes when you don't know if you have done your job and they want you out of there or if they are type that wants seconds. He sat on the side of the bed and I dropped onto the floor in front of him and put my head between his legs licking his balls and rubbing his leg and chatted small talk for 10 minutes or so. He didn't move - good sign. His partner got up and got a bottle of coke out of the bar fridge - and asked if I wanted a drink. "No thanks I just want more of your husband's cock" I said. He looked at me with a mixture of sexual excitement and disdain. "Gosh you are greedy" he said wryly. "No just a slut that loves pleasing top guys" I replied. After 1o minutes more chit chat and my continuous fondling and rubbing - Brian began to get hard again. I immediately began to suck his cock and looked up at him "want more mancunt" I asked. He nodded and laid back on the bed. In no time I had my hole hovering over the top of his cock and it was my turn - I went woof - and sunk it into me in one thrust again and I immediately began to ride him hard grinding his cock as far into my hole as I could. "Do you think you could suck me off with your arse?" he said. It was a challenge I relished. I rode, moved sideways, grinded and fucked that cock like it was the last one on the planet. His partner watched and listened as I complimented him on his cock, his fucking, how good it felt to have his married seed in me and how I loved being the slut hole for married men. 15 minutes later it did the trick he again grunted and rained his nuts into me. I again cleaned him up and polished his balls with my tongue. Another married notch on the belt. I am so glad there are prissy queens about - I get to be the slut for their husbands yum.
  19. 1 point
    It's been a tradition in the circle of breeder tops that I fuck with. One anonymous bottom gets a good pounding without anyone knowing who he is nor does he know who is loading him. Each month, one of us decides and arranges the event and one of us usually has to provide a fuck space. We all got together a long while ago when were bitching to each other online. The amount of cunt out there that needed seeding was exhausting us and few bred boys were willing to begin seeding for themselves. Instead we were breeding more boys to breed. They would bring their friends, brothers, uncles, next door neighbors, mailmen...it seemed like everyone wanted the seed of a handful of us. I had a breeding party once a month. Those who needed breeding were selected by me to be the bottoms at the party. Some parties included up to 6 bottoms and some only 1. The bottoms had to pay to get in and had to take a certain amount of loads before they left. There were often many guest tops and walk in cocks that would enhance the cum drenched parties. I loved the whole attitude of these parties because it allowed me to control who got my seed. I have always been particular who I give my seed to. I admit I wasn't always like that. I stealthed along for years when no one would actually admit that they wanted loads. I would drop a load in any str8 or married dude in a second. I have had many "accidental" unloads in the guys who could easily be my own sons. Many guys tried to encourage all of our sick fantasies about seeding our sons, our best buddy, our brother-in-law, the local fuck, any homeless guy under 20,...well, we realized that we were pretty free and easy with the definition of morality and what some might call taboo. Back to our once a month party. The anonymous bottom was restrained, hooded, gagged and I guessed knocked out for the first hour or so. Only one of the guys knew who he was. The rest of us spent a lot of time checking out how much he'd been fucked, prepped his cunt for a long night of fucking, spent a few rounds of eating him out. We didn't always do that but this boy was just asking for a wet tongue, even after getting fucked. Round and round we spun this piece of fertile cunt. Every spin found his cunt presented to another dripping cock edging itself closer and closer to its first blast. The thing that we all knew was a fact was that once the first top let go, we all followed suit. It was just to hard to hold back after feeling your cock fuck into the cunt with cum soaked inside and now sliding up and down your shaft. It's always my thing to be able to feel enough loads in a cunt to get some splash back on the top of my cock...I just loved dipping my tongue into a nice full one too. At the end of the evening or I should say, at the end of the next evening, as we all knew we had to recharge and get back to the real world again, it was time to unwrap the bottom and let us know who we all fucked and let him know very clearly that he had not been just fucked but had been thoroughly knocked up. He was never blindfolded so that we were never revealed to him. All eyes were on me as I became aware of who this impregnated bottom was and the feeling of guilt, surprise and the bone that cranked up at the same time.....
  20. 1 point
    I hung up my phone. Angry, yeah. Very! My brother called to gloat about something very personal and I couldn't do much but listen. Two weeks ago, my 19 year old son came home looking sad and a little puzzled. He said he needed to talk to me in private. This is sort of a strange request and even more strange because we never have any sort of private talks. I just fuck him. That's all I need to say. I get my paternal cock up inside that faggot's deep cunt and I bang his head against the wall while I'm drilling into his fucking cunt until I cum. I pull out, I slap his ass a few times and I wipe my cock off on his bed sheets. He usually stays in the last position I nailed him in until I leave. That's the way daddy does it and there's nothing to discuss. So why the talk now? He sat on the bed just about eye level with my cock. I can't help myself. I walk into the fucker's room and my cock just gets bone hard and fuck ready in seconds. I don't pull my cock out just yet. He looks up at me...another thing I don't usually tolerate but I still want to see what's going on. "Dad, I just got back from the clinic and they told me that I am HIV positive." I looked at him and then I started to smile. He really had no clue the whole time. I spent a year dumping load after load up his high school cunt just so I could be one of those dads who had the balls to stealth his own son. And now I get the news. He looks like he's gonna get a beating. I just pull out my super hard cock. "Open up you stupid cunt. Don't you know that faggots like you are made for breeding and you only got what I had expected you to get in the first place." He was already throating my cock while I laughed and looked down at him. He knew I did it. I could see the look of disgust in his eyes. He just started swallowing as fast as he could. I was just about to slap his head to stop him from trying to pull my load out when I lost it....I screamed. "Swallow your daddy's poz load, baby boy. I'm so proud of my cock for giving my son my own DNA once again. Now you won't have to worry about what kind of cum is blasting up your cunt." So my brother found out about the event and he acted like he was all good with it. He even fucked the faggot with me just to help me belittle the fuckwad. I can't imagine what the fuck he was thinking when he took the kid away from me and brought him out west to do porn. He said that I ruined him so he thought he'd take advantage of the kid's new status and get him into some really raw bareback porn. Actually, he confessed, he was going to be one of the many cocks that would be fucking the kid. And he'd be sure to send me a copy. I was so pissed off. All I could think of was who the hell I was gonna plow my raw cock into. I guess the time is right to start on my younger son. He's not a faggot but he'll do just fine.
  21. 1 point
    In the past 12 months I have finally shaken off what I saw as my last bastion of "respectability." As a total bottom slut for 20 years and the last 13 of them as a positive cum dump you become increasingly aware of the general disdain tops have for bottom sluts. Sure, they like to fuck you, get dirty with you and use you as their cumdump - but they generally don't want you as a partner, a dinner guest or appreciate the need bottom sluts have for cock and seed. They just don't understand the sheer bliss a bottom slut gets from having a hard cock in them, and as often as they can get it. It takes a special man who wants a slut for his partner, that understands their need for cock and seed, and appreciates that they are generally going to get fucked everytime there is a stiff cock around and their dominant male ownership factor is overcome. The last mental barrier I had was men who were "partnered" or in "open relationships". I am sure many of them have fucked me in venues, at naked sex parties or in beats, but I didn't know as quite often I have been fucked senseless by men who have not even spoken to me. But if I was online prowling for cock, I would skip over ads from tops who were "committed" in "open relationships", "happily partnered" or similar. Towards the middle of last year, I was on BBRTS and this "happily partnered" top hit me up - his cock looked lovely and I was horny (as usual) so I unlocked without really checking his profile. He messages back with "nice arse luv to fuck that" and unlocked his pics as well. When I saw the "happily partnered" bit my conscience kicked in and I said something like I was not really into "married guys". He messaged back that all was cool and his partner knew everything and nothing was a secret - and I kept drooling over his cock pics and my mancunt was twitching so I lost the plot and agreed to go to his place. My first surprise came when his partner, John, opened the door. I felt awkward yet he did not disarmed by my presence. Patrick soon came into the lounge room to meet me, quick introduction and he said "let's go upstairs", taking me by the hand to lead me. I was relieved at that as I did not want the chit chat and kissy kissy talk shit, I just wanted this man to fuck me. He was everything his pictures indicated and in no time we were naked and I was chowing down on his beautiful thick 8" cut cock. Boy could this man fuck! A couple of minutes into the fuck he started to get loud and verbal - which I normally like and reciprocate yet I still felt awkward knowing his partner was sitting downstairs listening to the love of his life fuck the arse off me. Four changes of positions and 20 minutes later he was whitewashing the walls of my arse with his seed. I waited - not knowing where to from here - you get used to men heading for the shower to wash you off their cock, or just getting up an giving you a "thanks" for taking their load. To my surprise he threw my jocks at me and said "put these one and we will go downstairs and have a drink. I obliged (as I do with what most tops tell me to do). He poured me a wine opened a beer and we sat at the dining table where John joined us also with a beer and we had a bit of small talk. As I looked at John I kept thinking how lucky he was to have a wonderful top like Patrick. 20 minutes later Patrick said "ready to go again" ... of course I was, I just nodded. He walked over to where I was sitting and started rubbing his crotch in my face. The slut in me went straight into overdrive as I started gently nibbling on his fattening cock through his underwear. He was rubbing my head when he said "do you mind if John watches and takes some pics of me fucking you - he likes watching me fuck other sluts". At that point I would have said yes to anything - my hole was twitching at the thought of him giving me another pounding. I took my mouth away from his now fully fat cock long enough to nod. Again he took my arm and we went up the stairs with his hand rubbing my arse and his partner following. The pounding was better than the first one, and I got verbal with him telling him how wonderful his cock was, what a great root he was and what a great body he had. At one point he was hammering me missionary and I glanced over at John who was sitting on a chair taking pics and watching his man fuck me. I started nibbling on Patrick's neck, licking his body and started to enjoy putting on a show for his partner - knowing I was giving his man what he didn't - a total slut arse to use for his convenience. After he dropped his wad in me John looked somewhat astonished at how I dutifully got to work cleaning up his cock with my mouth, sucking the last strands of seed out of his slit and polishing his balls and kissing his cock - till he had enough and pulled away. I could tell by the look on his face that the show was over. I had done what he needed me for and he walked over and kissed his partner and said "this is one perfect slut." I somehow found it all erotic and John was busy SMS'ing me the shots he had taken of Patrick fucking me. I left with my arse on fire - I had just had to head to town to go to a backroom as I wanted more before I blew my stack and he had opened me up perfectly. Once my arse is off the chain it is totally connected to my brain and I just have to have cock in me. Since then I have targeted "partnered men" and have had some astonishing fucks. I try to be the "perfect slut" and be everything they fantasise about and won't do with their partners. In fact this afternoon I am headed for a hotel in the city where two guys visiting Sydney want me to be the "other hole" for the top - whose cock pics also look lovely. They want to vid the fucking which is fine with me - I get his husband's seed and he gets to watch how a "perfect slut" operates for his man.
  22. 1 point
    This is a real life experience of mine that's pretty hot (at least to me!) on a number of levels - first it involves a military guy, a favorite type of mine; second it has a great (and ultimately harmless) revenge factor in it; and finally it took place in my early 20s and was my first encounter with doing T. Though my family was 4th generation New York City on both sides, my parents chose to move to the burbs 15 miles north of Manhattan before I was born (so of course, as soon as I went to College at 17, I went to a NYC university and moved myself BACK there!). Sometime around the time I was about 6 or 7, which would be 1968 or 1969, a feud among two groups of kids in my neighborhood evolved from screaming matches and minor mischief to an all-out "war" - of rotting apples no less - hurled with astonishing accuracy one late summer evening. The combatants included my older brother (now a police sergeant) and most of the other kids of the 13 - 16 year old age group. I was just an innocent by-stander who happened to be considered a prime target by the "bullies" my bro and his friends were fighting. Therefore, one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood, who was also an astonishingly good southpaw pitcher on the playing field, clocked me in rapid succession with an apple to the gut, and then one to the head. I went down like I was pole-axed, gasping to breathe as the wind had been knocked out of me... the result of seeing a little kid down and not breathing broke the battle up immediately and the "bullies" took off majorly chagrined. Within just a year or two, the kid who pegged me was shipped off by his parents to the military to get him under control... Fast forward to 1985. I had just finished a summer stock season and had 10 days before I was due at a regional theater in the midwest for a 5 month run. I had a guy subletting my apartment in NYC through 'til the end of that run, so I really couldn't go back to my apartment for the 10 days. My parents were cool with me staying in my old room in the 'burbs, so I was staying at the old homestead. I was horny - having lived in NYC since 1980 when I headed to college, I was used to sex anytime I wanted it - not just bars, but sex clubs, the Rambles in Central Park, the Trucks in the Village, bathhouses, the Y on 62nd Street, you name it. Back in those days even the burbs had gloryholes in almost every department store... so since I wanted sex and not chat with old buddies at the local gay bar, I popped over to the mall to see if there was any action. Sure enough, the T-room at Bamburgers was hopping - too busy to get anything done, really. I found myself cruising a real hottie - blond buzz cut, 'stache, mirrored sunglasses - screamed "MILITARY"! - and he was cruising me right back. With a jerk of his head to the door, he headed out and I followed. Out on the sales floor he says to me, "got anywhere to go?" and I told him no, I was staying with my parents for a few days. He laughs and says that he was in exactly the same situation! Both of us were very frustrated when he says, "you cool with doing it outside, so long as its somewhere no one could see us?". I told him that was great with me, lead the way. He had taken the bus, so we went to my car and I told him to direct me where we were going. Soon enough, we're headed down the main road my 'rents live on and I say "are we close?" and he said we were. I started to laugh and of course he asked why and I said, "because that green house up there is my parents house..." Turns out HIS parents lived right around the corner - I asked where we were going to play and he asked if I knew the path through the woods behind his house that led to an old cemetery. I knew it well and also knew the abandoned graveyard was not patrolled - it was an excellent suggestion on a warm summer night. He said he needed a few things from inside the house and I said I'd go drop the car back at my parents and meet him on the street in front of his house in five minutes. I dropped off the car and pulled my knapsack from the trunk, stuffing a picnic blanket into it, and returned to his parents house. He was waiting for me with a military rucksack, and I followed him along the side of the house into the back yard and on the path through the woods. There was a moon, so we could see, although everything was in stark contrast. I indicated his rucksack as we walked. "Military?" I asked. "Yep, army helicopter pilot on leave," was the response. "Damn hot" I told him. "You're pretty damn hot yourself, man" was his response. "You grew up to be real eye candy." I stopped walking for a second. "Wait a minute. Do I know you?" He started to chuckle, "I'm afraid you do, but you might not realize its me. I think I've owed you an apology for about 15 years...". And that was when I started to laugh along with him. "See," he said. "You do remember." "Kinda' hard to forget - you pitch a mean fastball..." "I pitch a mean fuck too, but I think I kind of owe it to you to let you start this thing on top..." "Damn straight, man." "Nothin' straight about it...". We both laughed. "So you're... John, right?" I said. "Yep," he said, "and if I recall, so are you?" I nodded as we both continued to chuckle. We came out of the woods at that point and came into the rear portion of the old cemetery. The land was cleared of trees but only a few tombstones were scattered around here and there - the main portion of the graveyard was up a 20 foot slope on the other side of the field. There were hundreds of monuments and tombstones and even a couple of crypts up there. We found a flat likely spot away from the path and screened by a few stones. I threw down the picnic blanket. I let him know that I had poppers and KY in my kit as we sat down. "Cool" he said, and pulled something out of his rucksack. It was a pipe made out of glass, and although I'd never seen one like it, it was not a pot pipe nor a crackpipe. He put something that looked like a big piece of road salt into it and heated it up from underneath with a lighter. "What is that?" I asked. "You not cool with getting high?" he replied. "No problem, I've done a bunch of different things, but what is that?" It being the '80s and having been a club kid all through university, I'd done pot, which bored me; and ecstasy, which made me throw up; and coke, which could be fun during sex, but damn expensive, and faded too fast. I wasn't interested in PCP or anything that would make me hallucinate, and crack was something I was leery of. He assured me it wasn't crack, it was crystal and after taking a big hit himself he leaned over and shotgunned it to me. The vapor was much smoother than any weed I'd ever had (I wasn't then and never have been a cigarette smoker) and it was easy enough to inhale from him. After I exhaled, he held the pipe up to my lips with the lighter underneath and told me to draw slow and steady. I did, amazingly not coughing like I would with 420, and after a few moments, exhaled a pretty big cloud of white vapor. "Excellent," he said. "Now take another big hit and shotgun it back to me." I did so, and the next few minutes were spent shotgunning hits back and forth and making out. It only took a little while for me to feel an effect and I thought it was awesome. "Fuck!" I said. "I thought I was horny before, this stuff has me ready to tear your clothes to shreds!" "Then let's get naked" he replied. We both started ripping our clothes off and tossing them aside - we were screened enough, and I was getting high enough that being totally naked where someone just might see us didn't concern me in the least. Turns out he had a great body (no surprise) with awesome pecs, with the right amount of blond fur all over. He was about two inches shorter than me, so about 5'10" but with that muscled chest he was a bit broader than my ripped but trimmer dancer frame and he outweighed me by probably 15 pounds. Our cocks were basically a match - average in length, but both fatter than normal and circumsized, though his ballsac hung down a LOT lower than mine did - I envied him that! Despite the tina, we were both sporting hardons. We did a few more puffs on the pipe while feeling each other up, then fell down into a 69, both of us sucking cock like our lives depended on it. I remember that cock being so amazing to suck and this went on for quite sometime, but I kept being distracted by little glimpses of paradise beyond his lowhangers. I came up for air... "Damn, I gotta get my tongue in your hole man...". "Yeah, baby," he replied. "Let's take another hit, then get your face in my ass and get it ready for your cock." Out came the lighter, white vapor curled, we puffed and shotgunned a few times and then he lay down on his back and lifted those legs. I pulled my poppers out of my bag. This was the real stuff in those days - amyl - and handed him the bottle. He took a big huff and passed them to me, and I took a huge huff as well. I got the top back on and slipped the bottle back in his hand just as they hit me and I went animal. I slid my knees on either side of him, pulled his legs way up and dove face first into that hairy hole. I was so intent on eating that hot manhole for all I was worth that I felt like I was shoving my tongue and half my head up his channel. He was nearly apoplectic with horniness as he thrashed and moaned under me, muttering "eat me man, eat me..." between moans for at least 15 minutes. Finally, I heard him huff the poppers and he said "Do it now man. FUCK ME!" I lowered his legs to my shoulders and dripped saliva onto my cock. No way I was stopping to find the KY now! He held the poppers under my nose while I did a hit, then returned the bottle to his nose while I slowly but steadily pressed into that butch butthole. Heaven. Between the poppers, the crystal, the fact that he was a hot military dude it was already one of my hottest fucks to date. That's when he pulled the final card. "Do me man! Fuck that hole. Punish me for being the fucked up bully I was to you. Take it out on my hole man - punish me good and make me your bitch tonight." THAT sent me into maniac mode. I literally roared (probably loud enough for some houses back in the neighborhood to hear if their windows were open) and WAILED on his hole. I fucked him missionary, I fucked him doggie, I pulled him onto my lap and made him ride me, then stood us up with his legs around my back and fucked him standing - which if I'd thought about it made us visible to anyone who happened to be cutting through the woods. We wound up back on the ground face to face when I finally blasted him full of cum, an orgasm that in my enhanced state felt like none I'd ever had before. "Now that was a grudge fuck for the ages, man. Way to go!" I remember him saying. "Let's puff up and then its my turn... you'll be amazed at the stamina this shit gives you." He put more rocks in the pipe and we puffed and made out and shotgunned and puffed. Then he had me stand up. "Show me that dancer butt you're going to give me." I turned around and heard him huffing poppers behind me then he grabbed my ass from his kneeling position and dove face into my crack. Locking my knees, I bent forward at the waist, and moaned as that tongue hit my hungry hole. I picked up the poppers and took two hits, closed the bottle then reached back and pulled my cheeks open further to allow his tongue better access. Then utilized my dancer's flexibility by wrapping my hands around my lower legs, sticking my head between my legs and licking and slurping on his balls and the tip of his cock. That set him off and he pulled away from my hole and hissed, "on your back, on your back, gotta fuck this ass...". Happy to oblige, I got on my back, spread and lifted my legs and smiled. He handed me the poppers, I hit them as he was spitting on his cock, and handed him back the bottle. His hard tool brushed my pucker as he took his hit and when the euphoria hit me I practically pulled him into me. No KY for me either, and I didn't seem to need it either (which was unusual for me, who topped way more than bottomed). His cock felt amazing, I'd never taken a cock so quickly, so easily and so comfortably before... the stuff in that pipe was freakin' awesome! He threw me an excellent fuck - as promised - and like I did with him, he changed our position a number of times. He got me back onto my back on the ground and skitched around to pull out the pipe and lighter and we traded hits with his cock still in me. When he put the equipment down he wrapped my legs over his back and leaned in and drove his tongue into my mouth, deeply frenching while he ground his cock in deep, slow, insistent circles in my willing hole and after a few minutes of this mind-blowing screwing, blew his wad into my butt and collapsed onto my chest laughing. When his cock deflated a bit and slipped out of me, he rolled over and got out the stuff to reload his pipe. It was obvious that neither of us was remotely close to being finished with this play session, just like he warned me. We puffed some more and then he smirked at me, "so both our slut holes are full of manjuice just waiting to be licked out man... up for it?". Hell yes I was! We each took a hit of poppers and threw ourselves into a violent anal 69 driving our tongues as far into each other's hairy hole in order to find the nectar there. We were both insane with lust, and loving every minute. We went on for a few more hours, fucking, sucking, rimming, 69ing and each dropped another load or two in the other's willing hole when we realized we probably should draw this to a close. It had to be around 3AM. We packed up and started walking back through the woods. As we walked I thanked him for bringing the pipe and told him I thought it was incredible. "That it is," he replied. "But I gotta tell ya' there's a bit of a downside. You probably won't be able to sleep tonight, but you should lie down and relax anyway... and you'll likely still be horny as hell in the morning. What's your day like tomorrow anyway?" I told him it was totally free and he smiled. "Excellent. I think I know a way we can continue this later... give me your parents number" (Remember, this was before cellphones). He turned aside to go into his house and promised to call me around 11AM. I got home and tiptoed up to my old room, where I basically lay on the bed tweaking my nips, jerking my cock or fingering my hole. It all felt just fine. Just after 11 he called and said he'd "figured it out" and to pick him up at noon at his parents. We drove back to the mall and he had me head to the area where the buses came in. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up and among those getting out was another military looking guy who I was told was coming with us, and that we had a room waiting at the Holiday Inn around the corner. His friend got in the car and introductions were made, and we laughed over us being, John, John and Sean. Sean was a square-jawed soldier, african-american taller than either of us but slimmer in build. While Sean and I stayed in the car around the corner from the office, John went into get keys. He came around the building and signaled us the room number. We waited for him to walk to it and open the door, then I parked and we went over to the room. I pulled my trusty knapsack with me and both of the guys had their rucksacks. Once in the room, John explained that Sean was also on leave, was a fuck buddy of his (though very carefully for both, as they were in active service) and that when Sean was home on leave, he was the one that could supply John, and now us, with those magic crystals. Sean had a water pipe with him which he loaded up and this was even smoother than the small straight pipe John and I used the night before. We puffed and puffed and shared smoke and the clothes came off... Sean proved to have another toned military body, and was pretty much hairless except pubes, eyebrows and head. His ass was beautiful and his cock was long and thin, definitely longer than either John's or mine. We got higher and then got to business, Sean's cock and ass proved as tasty as they looked, and what followed was an awesome three way where each one of us was fucked by each of the others, rimmed and sucked by each of the others, filled with cum by each of the others, and generally had an awesome chem-filled fuckapalooza. Though I had DP'd before as a top, and did so for both of these guys too, I had never had two cocks up MY butt at the same time... but after Sean pushed a few crystals up mine and I huffed on the poppers, I soon was sitting on two soldier's rifles at the same time... freakin' amazing! I was seriously glad that an older buddy had taught me how to be a good fisting top when I was 19 because at one point I had the two soldiers in front of me, on their knees side by side, while I had my whole hand and wrist in each manhole. It was truly awesome. I had done threeways before this in my young life, but none this hot. We played until Sunday morning, when I need to get home and they needed to get ready to finish their leave. Never did get to see either of them again, but DAMN, what a hot weekend, and what a great way to get back at a bully!
  23. 1 point
    I have had the pleasure of taking my boyfriend's best friend's cock in my ass. The taboo of the forbidden is always hot. Seeing them together and having our naughty secret makes me so horny. Spreding my legs for my lover after getting seeded by his buddy makes me feel the like the town slut. I recently found something even hotter. Being used as a whore by my boyfriend's arch enemy is the ultimate. My lover has had a long standing feud with a co-worker, Dario. At one time he almost got him fired. So many times I have heard what a jerk Dario is, or how much my boyfriend wanted to get rid of him. One day at the gym my boyfriend saw him and told me he wanted to leave because that asshole was there. This was the first time I saw him. Dario is middle eastern, tall, and in nice shape. Yeah, I'd do him! About 3 weeks later he was at the gym again but this time I was alone. I intentionally worked out by him. I nodded hello but he never spoke. When he went to locker room, I followed not far behind. My locker was not close to his but I went nearby and removed my shorts. Wearing a jock strap, I gave him a view of my round ass and tried to keep it near him. As soon as he glanced over, I made my move. "What's up?" He just shook his head and got dressed. On the way out he said "Where's your friend?" "You mean Tony? That is my lover". I tried to talk more but he abruptly left. I saw him there again a few days later with my boyfriend and winked at him. He looked away. Finally the next week I was alone at the gym and as soon as I started working out, I saw him walking to the locker room all sweaty. I had just got there but decided to follow him in. Again, I stripped right away to my jock Strap, this one red. He stared at my butt and and I could feel his brown eyes on my bare ass. "Hey, what's going on?" He actually smiled at me this time. We talked a minute about the gym and the equipment. Dario asked me "Does Tony know you are talking to me?" I said "God no. He so jealous and he..." "He hates me" Dario interrupted. I told him yes, he does not like you and would be very angry if he knew we were talking. "I could give a shit what he thinks! He can go to hell for all I care" he said. I decided to go for it. "Want to come by for a while?" he nodded no. I then turned around with my ass facing him and put my hand on my cheek. " It would kill Tony if he knew you saw me like this" I quietly stated. Dario smiled and asked where I lived. He followed me home in his car. I took him straight to our bedroom. I took my shirt, shoes, and shorts off. Wearing only my favorite red jockstrap and socks showing him my eager butt, I went to my knees. I took his cock out of his shorts and he had a uncut cock ready for worship. I worked on his meat and could taste his pre-cum. He started fingering my hole. I looked at him and reminded him how my boyfriend hated him and did not want any guy looking at me and especially touching me. He laughed and pushed his hands deeper in my hole. I loved taunting him and thinking about my how my lover despised him. I do love fucking guys my lover knows. Usually just a guy in our apartment building or something. Riding the elevator with him and the guy that fucked me drives me crazy. It is something that I have always liked. This was bigger than that. I so wanted Dario to own my ass. Dario took all his clothes off. He has dark skin and a fairly smooth body. A great treasure trail on his abs and always a five o clock shadow. Looking at his hot body and hard uncut fuck tool made me beg for a crazy hard fuck. I told him Tony was not giving me enough and I needed a real man to satisfy me. I kept telling him " I bet you can fuck me hader than Tony! Tony hates you. Tony would die if he knew you touched me." I knew this would get him going. Dario turned me around and put me on the bed face down. I arched my back and offered my ass up. He slid his middle eastern man meat up my white hole easily. He began to FUCK me violently. I cried out for mercy and he did not slow down. I could feel his tool deep in my cunt. It was so hot. He was sweaty and all wet. He would take his dick out slowly and then RAM it back in hard all the way in. My ass was very opened up. The sound of his body landing on mine and my ass all sloopy was so hot. He told me I was a slut and my boyfriend was stupid not to know what a god damn whore he was married to. Dario rolled me over on my back and grabbed my legs. My hole was exposed. Dario again mounted me and started fucking my brains out. My ass was making that sound when you get all opened up and loose. He was looking in my eyes and fucking me hard. He stared at me as if he hated me too. I kept moaning and egging him on. " Yeah fuck Tony's boy. Give it to me harder. Stretch out my hole so he can feel it. Don't let him have a tight hole. Take it from him" He too got verbal. "Fucking slut. Take my cock. Your pussy will not feel the same. You need a BIG DICK. Take it you stupid little bitch. I will fuck you whenever I want!". I dreamed of my boyfriend walking in and seeing his boy spread out taking that hot uncut cock in my ass. I would love to see his face as this stud lay naked on me. It would be so sexy to have him hear my ass getting destroyed and me begging for it. I can't imagine his face as he saw Dario his enemy inside his boy and in his bed. It would be so awesome to have him see my hole all opened up and dripping with his enemies cum! As he pounded on my open cunt, I let go and came all over. He seemed to be going at full speed. It was starting to hurt. He did not care. His monster cock was so deep inside me. I felt pinned down. He was grooaning and I could tell getting close. I grabbed his ass cheecks and pulled him deeper in me. He started to groan really loud and was letting go. I told him " Yeah flood my hole with your jizz. Claim my ass as yours". He gave me a nice BIG load. He collapsed on top of me. His cock still inside me, I was opened up, filled up, and seed to the max. He climbed off me and told me it was fucking hot. He said my boyfriend did not deserve me. I watched as he got dressed. He then looked at me (still naked and dripping of cum) and said "You're such a fucking whore. I hope you fuck screw a lot of guys when that loser is out. He is an idiot. Your ass is so used. Go ahead and give him your loose wet hole tonight. Next time I'm gonna stretch you out so much your ass will be worthless to him" Dario then reached down and picked up my red jock strap. He held it up and smiled. He put it in his front pocket and laughed. "Next time he pissses me off, I will throw this in his face!". He left. It was one of the hottest fucks in my life. Now when my boyfriend complains about the jerk from work, I get horny. I think about it when he fucks me too. I have not seen Dario in about a month but think he will use me again. I can't wait.
  24. 1 point
    Yesterday, I arrived home early from workwith an itch that needed scratching. I recently acquired a new fuck buddy (a bear daddy with a short thick cock with massive balls who breeds me weekly). I was waiting for my daddy to contact me to visit and breed me. At the last minute he cancelled and I decided to get hold of an old fuck bud from a while ago. He is a young black bear top who has bred me on a few occasions. He popped round my flat within minutes and I had already prepared for him. I cleaned my mancunt and rode a dildo, put on my jockstrap and waited. He didn't have too much time so it would have to be a fast pump and dump. He dropped his pants and I stripped to my jock. He told me to lean over the couch and take his cock up my slick lubed butt. He pushed his thick uncut cock into my ass, grabbed my shoulders and mounted me, pounding my ass with his bare cock. I could feel my cunt respond to being fucked and I tangled inside as he slid in and out. He sat down and I rode him in that position until he flipped me onto my stomach and mounted me to be bred. I could feel his rhythm increase and then he told me that his seed was about to flood my pussy. I felt his cock spasm and then he pulled out. I clenched my fucked pussy to keep his seed inside. I kept it there till this morning. Wow. That was a great pump and dump. Seeing my daddy today though and he needs to drain his balls too. Yay. I love being a bb cumdump to my friends. I was made to be bred and seeded.
  25. 1 point
    Last Wednesday I booked a motel room and welcomed men to come fuck me, as long as it was raw. The first guy wasn't all that hot or hung, but what did I care, I was getting my first load. The second guy was pretty hot and I watched in the mirror while he slid his bareback cock inside me, pumped several times, and finally blasted a hot spurt of jizz in me. Two loads and I was hooked (as if I wasn't already). I took an hour break from the motel to visit a bookstore with glory holes. I made sure I went into a booth with a hole, dropped my pants and put my jockstrap-wearing ass up to the hole. A hole leading to a hole. It wasn't long before I felt a nice, big cock in there. I can't always take the big ones, but those other two guys must've opened me up. After he came and left his booth, I left mine and went to another one, where I saw a guy next door beating off to porn. I offered him my ass by shoving it up against the hole, and he took it. After returning to the motel room, I posted my ass elsewhere, and after a few email exchanges (each one very brief with each person), I started losing track of who was coming over to breed me. Well, I guess I would just be surprised when I opened the door. I was also drinking beer and sniffing poppers, which helped with the losing track. The third and fourth guys are now a bit of a blur - just random flashes of hotness. I think one guy called me his bitch, and I loved that. The fifth guy was my favorite. Just a beautiful cock, beautiful body and handsome face. He'd fucked me months back at the glory hole, but being in bed with him was so much hotter. I want him to fuck me more. I only do this bb hotel cum dump thing once or twice a year, but it's a lot of fun. Next time maybe I'll try to have a group of guys take turns breeding me, each leaving his load as the next guy's lube.
  26. 1 point
    My boyfriend and I met Miguel on Manhunt about 4 years ago. Awesome top, nice body, with a big uncut cock. The first couple times he came over, he fucked both of us—once he dumped his load into my boyfriend, the second time to me—but he barely said two words. His screen name...well, I probably shouldn’t say it here, but let’s just say it was a clever, very masculine way of implying he had a big dick and wasn’t verbal. At some point I set to work on making him more verbal, and by the time I was done, he had become by far the best verbal top I’ve ever been with. I brought out a mean streak in him you wouldn’t believe. He could crush me into total submission in 30 seconds, whether I was high or sober. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, and then he’d hit them with a fucking sledgehammer. He came over a few more times, getting more and more into it each time. He’d make me worship his thick 9.5” uncut cock, say nasty things to me, then make me watch as he fucked the ass off my boyfriend and blew a monster load inside him. I tried to take video once, but he angrily slapped the camera out of my hand. I should have hidden the damn camera. It turned out he’s only into 1 on 1; we’re the only ones he ever did a 3-way with. The only reason he did it with us was he couldn’t resist fucking my boyfriend’s gorgeous bubble butt. After a few times with us, he realized he was in control and we’d do anything he wanted. So one night when we were partying, I texted him, begging him to come over, but instead he made me drive my boyfriend over to his place and sit in the car waiting while they fucked in his apartment. He called me and put his phone on speaker so I could hear the whole thing. He even fucked my boyfriend standing up against the window so I could see from a distance. It was early morning, just getting light out, so nobody walked by, but I don’t know if any of the neighbors could see. I kind of hoped someone else was watching. That happened a few more times, but he had me send my boyfriend over while I stayed home alone, undoubtedly so he could spend more time fucking him. One time he sent my boyfriend home with two loads inside him, and texted me telling me to suck the cum out. Oh my fucking god, was there a lot of cum. About 3 hours after that he texted me, ordering ME to come over. He fucked the shit out of me, while telling me all about how much my boyfriend loved getting fucked by him. It was SO fucking hot! Unfortunately my boyfriend is a little uncomfortable talking to me about how good another guy fucks him—he doesn’t really get why I’m so turned on by being humiliated—so I could never get all the juicy details out of him. The last time I saw Miguel was a little over a year ago. I was at work and we started texting each other. I don’t remember, but I’m sure I was the one who texted him first. Within a half hour, he had me so worked up that I was literally BEGGING him to let me come over and pay him $300 (my idea, not his) to verbally abuse me, make fun of my small dick, and fuck me. (He’s not a pro, never was.) Before he agreed, he made me take a picture of three $100 bills next to my “baby dick” and send it to him. Man, when this guy goes to work on you, you’ll do ANYTHING he wants. I got three hundreds from the bank, came back to work and went to the bathroom to take the picture. For good measure I doused my cock in cold water to make it as small as possible. A short wave of panic came over me as I snapped the picture. What the fuck am I doing? I can’t afford this! I clicked SEND. “good boy. leave work NOW. be here in 30 min” Shit! I hadn’t expected that. Still, an order is an order. I made a lame excuse, left work three hours early and was at his door just in time. I was trembling in fear and excitement as he let me in. There were some contractors there just finished with some work on his place, getting ready to leave. Miguel pointed at the couch and said “sit there.” I sat there and waited obediently for about 15 minutes, not saying a word, as the workers got their stuff together and left. Nervous and still trembling, I tried to look “normal” in front of the workers. Miguel was talking to them, ignoring me completely. After they left, I thought he might say “Sorry about that” or something. He didn’t. He told me to stand up. Then he told me to strip down to my underwear, stand in the corner and wait for him. “Yes Sir,” I whispered. He left me standing there for a good 10 minutes; I could hear him doing some things around his place. I didn’t know or care what he was doing, I just stood there as I was told, feeling very exposed. Miguel came back in the room, still fully dressed. Seeing that I had obeyed him, he said “Good boy.” He walked toward me and stopped a few feet away, just standing there. I started trembling harder. My heart was racing, I could feel it pounding in my throat. After a few seconds, I looked down at the bulge in his pants and found I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “Yeah?” he said softly, gently grabbing his crotch. “You want this?” “Yes, sir,” I whispered with shaky breath. “Come here.” I approached him, still looking at his bulge. “Look at me.” I obeyed, knowing that he could see the look of desire and terror in my eyes. “Now get on your knees. “ I dropped down and his bulge was directly in front of my face. I leaned toward it and he said “Don’t move.” He started rubbing his crotch and his bulge immediately started getting bigger, just a few inches from my face. Teasing me. My eyes were locked onto it. I didn’t move. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down a few inches. I could see the thickening shaft of his cock in his briefs. He squeezed it and rubbed it. I kept getting thicker. My breath hitched. “What’s this?” He said, giving it another squeeze. He spoke quietly, his voice deep and very masculine. “A big beautiful cock,” I whispered. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “Your cock anywhere near this big?” “NO sir!” “Yeah, I know. I can tell right now how small it is.” His words were slow and deliberate. He was in complete control and he knew it. I didn’t move, I just knelt there in front of him, my eyes on the outline of his cock, hands at my sides, awaiting his next orders. “You wanna see what a REAL man’s cock looks like?” “YES sir!” I whispered loudly, with no attempt to hide the desperation in my voice. “Please let me see your big dick, sir!” He pulled his briefs down enough to let his thick, beautiful cock swung out, just a couple inches from my mouth. It was almost all the way hard. I let out a gasp. I resisted the urge to just attack it and suck like crazy. Instead, I started to move my face toward it to see if he’d let me keep going. “No. Stay there.” He grabbed it and started stroking. It was fully hard now and I could see precum already glistening on the tip. He stroked it with long, smooth strokes. Up and down the shaft. Up and down. Then he started to work on me. “Yeah, take a goooood look at that big dick, boy.” Stroke. Stroke. “You’ll NEVER have a cock like this.” Stroke. Stroke. I was mesmerized by the big uncut dick right in front of me. “You’re stuck with that worthless little baby dick.” Oh, fuck....here we go. Do it, stud. Hurt me. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “Yes Sir,” I whispered weakly. Everything he said hit me like a slug in the gut. He spoke very quietly, knowing his words were crushing me. “Yeah, boy. Your pathetic little cock can never compare to this.” Stroke. Stroke. “That’s why your boyfriend comes here...he needs a REAL man to fuck him.” Oof! That one literally knocked the wind out of me—I could hardly breathe. I started shaking and almost doubled over. He chuckled. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “Y-yes...Sir...” I managed to get out, in a barely audible whisper. I was almost hyperventilating. Stroke. Stroke. “That’s right. Your boyfriend comes here when he needs a man who can satisfy him.” That felt like a kick to the stomach. It was mean. It was abusive. And it was true. Stroke. Stroke. “Right, boy?” “Yes, Sir.” Stroke. Stroke. “That’s right. Your boyfriend leaves you and comes here when he needs MY big cock inside him.” Stroke. Stroke. He was relentless. “And you know he thinks about me fucking him whenever he jerks off, right, boy?” Another verbal gut-punch. “Yes sir.” “Because I have the kind of cock your boyfriend needs to satisfy him.” “Yes sir.” Then he moved in for the kill. “Because you can’t.” That one hit me like a kick in the balls. My eyes rolled back and I felt dizzy, like I’d just done a hit of strong poppers. I was having trouble breathing. “You know that boy?” “Yes...s-sir......” I whispered meekly. “That’s right. Your boyfriend needs me because you can’t satisfy him. Right, boy?” “Yes sir.” “Look at me and say it.” I looked up at him. Was he serious? “Say it,” he said more firmly. Oh, fuck... “My boyfriend...” “Yes?” “My boyfriend needs your cock, Sir.” “Fuck yeah, he does. Tell me why.” “Be...Because I can’t...satisfy....him....” I felt myself getting weaker and weaker. “That’s right. And why does he come to me?” “Because he needs a real man to fuck him.” “Good boy. It’s good that you know your place. Open your mouth.” Finally! I couldn’t have taken much more torture while being deprived of worshiping his massive cock. I opened my mouth wide, waiting for him to fill my mouth and throat. He said, “Stick out your tongue.” He squeezed his cock and, holy shit, look at all that precum gushing out. He positioned the tip right over my tongue and used it to wipe the precum off. I slurped it into my mouth and tasted it. Mmm... “Open up.” He slid his cock into my mouth as far as it could go, about halfway. I sucked on it hungrily, but couldn’t deep throat it. It was just too big. “Yeah, SUCK that big dick, boy.” He grabbed the back of my head and tried to force his cock down my throat. I gagged but he kept forcing it. Finally I choked and reflexively pulled back off it. Tears were running down my cheeks. “Too much for you, huh boy? Too bad no one will ever have that problem with you. No one will ever choke on that worthless little pindick.” “Yes sir.” I sucked on him as deep as I could. After a couple minutes he pulled out of my mouth and said “It’s nice, isn’t it?” “Yes sir! Fucking big beautiful stud cock!” “You want this inside you?” “Fuck yeah sir!” “Good little bitch. Get the money. Go in the bedroom and wait on the bed. Now.” He walked out of the room and I did as I was told. After a couple minutes he came in with a camera, started it recording and set it on the nightstand pointed at me. “Get on your hands and knees.” I obeyed. He was standing next to the bed, his cock directly in front of my face. The camera was about 3 feet away, recording only my face and his massive cock. I started sucking on it and he grabbed my head and turned it so I was looking at the camera while sucking him. I thought dimly, Oh fuck. He could totally blackmail me with this video! But I wanted him to have that power over me. I put on a show for the camera, passionately worshiping his thick hard cock, slurping up and down the entire length. “Good boy. You like that dick?” “I fuckin’ LOVE this big beautiful dick, sir!” “Yeah? And who needs this big dick more than you?” “My boyfriend needs this big dick, sir.” “What does he need?” “He needs this cock inside him.” “Why?” “He needs to get fucked by a real man, sir.” “That’s right, slut. Tell me why.” “Because I can’t satisfy him.” “Right. Because you’re a fuckin’ worthless pussy.” “Yes sir.” “Look into the camera and say it.” “I’m a fuckin’ worthless pussy with a small dick. My boyfriend needs your cock inside him. He needs a real man. You’re the stud who can give him what he needs, sir.” Now he REALLY had blackmail material on me. No turning back. I was totally humiliated on camera. He owned me now. “Good boy. Get that money.” I reached over and picked up the three hundreds off the bed, holding them in clear view of the camera. He didn’t take them. “What’s that for?” “For the privilege of worshiping your big beautiful cock, sir.” “And what else?” “To pay you to fuck my boyfriend the way he needs to get fucked.” “Good boy.” That was the answer he was looking for. He reached down and, one by one, pulled the bills from me. I felt weaker and weaker. He turned and put the bills on his dresser. “Thank you, Sir.” Somehow it felt right to thank him for completely fucking me over and humiliating me on camera. “That’s a good little bitch. Turn around.” I turned and arched my back to give him my ass, lowering to my elbows for a more submissive angle. He tossed a bottle of poppers in front of me on the bed. I took three big hits off the bottle as he lubed up, then felt him slapping that massive cock against my ass. I heard him turn the camera to record him fucking me, then felt his cock head press against my hole. Oh, fuck...here we go... The poppers kicked in and my ass yielded, just as he began to enter me. He grabbed my hips and slowly slid his big cock all the way inside me, stretching me, filling me all the way up. I surrendered my body to him—my body was his now. He began to pump in and out. “Ohhhh god,” I moaned. “SO fucking big...” Big, and thick. Painfully big and thick. And rock hard. It hurt—I wasn’t stretched out enough yet—but somehow the pain didn’t bother me. It wasn’t my body any more, he owned it, so the pain didn’t really belong to me. I let go and relished the pain as he began fucking me harder. “How’s that big dick feel, boy?” “It feels fucking GREAT, sir!” “Yeah? You like my cock inside your pussy ass?” “Fuck yeah! Please fuck me, sir!” He tightened his grip on my hips and began pounding me harder. The pain, which had begun to subside, flashed through me again. I let it. He began to work up a good rhythm and I felt his skin slapping against mine as he drilled me deep. The pain subsided as he stretched my hole open. I began to moan with each stroke: “uh....uh...uh....” I was delirious with pleasure and submission. I thought about the control he had over me: In less than two hours, he made me leave work and come to his house; degraded and emasculated me; made me humiliate myself on video; taken my money; and now I was on all fours, moaning as he fucked me doggy style with his massive cock. And then he delivered the coup de grace. “This is how your boyfriend likes it.” “OH FUCK!” I shouted. Somewhere deep inside me, I felt the last tattered shred of my masculinity ripped away. In my head was the image of my gorgeous boyfriend, on all fours, his beautiful round ass in the air, moaning like crazy with that massive, thick, rock-hard, raw cock pounding him. My eyes rolled back in my head. I was crushed. Wrecked. Destroyed. Because that’s exactly how my boyfriend likes it. “Ohhhhhhhhh,” I moaned. He was pounding me full-force now. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “YES SIR! Fuck yeah! You’re a fuckin’ stud!” “Yeah, your boyfriend is my bitch! His ass belongs to me. He’ll do anything I say! Right, boy?” “Yes sir! My boyfriend is your bitch! You own his ass sir!” “That’s right! Now TAKE that big dick, you worthless fuckin’ pussy!” “Fuck yeah sir! I am SUCH a fuckin’ pussy! RAPE my worthless faggot ass!” His fucking intensified. My body bounced back and forth. It felt like he was fucking me within an inch of my life. “You want my big load, bitch?” “YES SIR! Please fuck your load deep inside me!” I felt his cock swelling up even thicker. He grabbed my hips with an iron grip. “NNNNGGGGGG!!!” he shouted as I felt his cum gush into me. He slammed his cock into me a few more times, then pulled hard on me, forcing him cock as deep into me as he possibly could, and held me there. I felt it pulsing inside me as his hot load filled me up. My own cock erupted and I started shooting cum all over his bed. “Feel it pumping inside you?” “Ohhhh yeah.... Fuck yeah.....” I could feel the warmth of his cum filling me up. My own orgasm was wracking my body. “Good boy.” He relaxed his grip and pumped me a few more times, catching his breath, then pushed all the way back in. “Now squeeze.” I moaned, and squeezed his cock as hard as I could. Slowly he pulled out as I squeezed the last of his load from his cock into my ass. I felt his cock pulse a couple more times. He pulled all the way out and I collapsed on the bed. I was totally spent. He walked to the other side of the room, picked up a small towel and wiped his cock off with it, then tossed it at me. I did my best to clean my cum off his bed, then wiped up the cum and lube dripping out of my hole. He took the towel from me and I tried to get up, but couldn’t summon the energy. I flopped onto my back and lay there, still panting. I watched numbly as he put his underwear and a pair of sweat pants on. Finally he turned to me and said, “Now get the fuck out.” With his command my energy came back. I hopped off the bed and was dressed and ready to leave in about two minutes. He was holding the door open for me; it wasn’t polite, it was I’m done with you, faggot. As I walked out the door, he looked at me with a cocky little smile. I said, “See you.” He didn’t say a word. I drove home, feeling his cum in my ass the whole way. Man, that was the best $300 I ever spent. I never saw him again. I texted him a month or so after that, but he told me to fuck off, that he had a boyfriend and to lose his number. Hopefully I’ll see him around somewhere, just to get that shudder through my body when he looks at me. He’ll probably ignore me, but maybe, just maybe, he’ll give me that same cocky little smile one more time...
  27. 1 point
    My dirtiest, sleaziest fantasy came SO close to actually happening, it drives me crazy to think about. First the true part: My bf and I were at the bathhouse, we slammed in our room (wow it was strong...we were instantly fucked up) and immediately set out to walk around and find some cock. The first area we walked through, we saw a small crowd gathered around the sling set up there. In the sling was this nasty little asian slut getting fucked by...holy shit, I knew this guy! I didn't know him personally but knew who he was, lots of mutual friends. He was tall, skinny (almost gaunt), and had what was left of the hot body he used to have back in the circuit party days--years of tina and whatever else had taken most of it away. Everyone pretty much knew he was basically a fucked up mess. What I didn't know was that this guy had an absolutely monstrous thick cock! My jaw dropped. 10 inches easily, curved slightly downward. So he was fucking this kid in the sling and everyone was gathered around watching. Soon as I saw that huge dick (remember we had just slammed, I was REALLY fucked up), I thought, I have GOT to see him fuck my boyfriend. What surprised me was, the fact that I knew the guy not only didn't dissuade me, it turned me on even more--it kicked the danger level way up. Fuck, this guy knows me and he's gonna know my boyfriend is a tina'd-up cock whore, and he's gonna know I get off on watching my bf get fucked! We were too fucked up and horny to stand there watching, so we kept walking. The next area was sort of a maze, and on the far side was this raised up platform with a metal railing. My bf walked up to it--I was staying a few steps behind him, hoping some guy would come up to him and they'd start fucking around while I watched--and when I got to the railing some guy on the other side was already sucking his cock, with a couple other guys watching. I took his towel from him and backed away. Now, my boyfriend has the most amazingly gorgeous ass, so instantly there were at least 6 or 8 guys surrounding him. Seriously his ass is THAT hot. A couple guys were touching him, but nobody was fucking him. I started stroking a couple guys cocks, I got them hard but they resisted when I tried to guide them in to my bf's ass. At first I was like, what the fuck? But in retrospect, I was so fucked up at the time it probably threw them off. Or, maybe they were intimidated by how hot he is, or maybe they thought he'd turn around and tell them to fuck off. Maybe I was too agressive about trying to get them to fuck him. Whatever the case, he wasn't getting fucked. Then, of all people, that little asian slut from the sling walked up. I stroked him and got him hard (decent cock considering he was asian) and he willingly allowed me to guide his dick straight to my boyfriend's hole. I backed off a couple steps and watched, along with several other guys. Fuck yeah, that's more like it--watching my chemmed-up boyfriend, totally naked in the bathhouse, getting sucked and fucked in front of a crowd. That didn't last long, my bf needed to find someone with a much larger cock than this kid had. So we walked around some more and some hot guy came up to us in a corner of the maze. We were stroking each other for a bit and we invited him back to our room. He said he'd meet us there, but didn't. When I wondered why, my bf was like, duh, we both have a serious case of tina dick. Ohhh...yeah that probably killed the deal. Haha. So we left our room and walked around some more, and who do we see but the guy I knew, with the big cock, just as he was walking into his room. I said hi, what's up, how are you, etc. Then I asked if we could come in. We all sat down and after maybe 30 seconds of small talk, I couldn't resist--I reached under his towel and started stroking that massive cock. He made no move to stop me, so I undid his towel so my boyfriend and I could get an eyeful of that big fucker. This one definitely falls into the "Holy Shit!" category on BBRT. Instantly my boyfriend was on all fours on the bed, begging to get fucked, that gorgeous ass up in the air. The guy got on his knees behind him and I guided that monster tool into my boyfriend's hole, then stepped back and watch it completely disappear all the way inside him. A shudder ran through my whole body as I watched that huge cock slide all the way in, balls deep. They both moaned, my boyfriend especially, and the guy started pumping that big nasty dick in and out of him. Holy fucking christ was it hot! I can't believe I'd known that guy for so long and never known he had such a huge cock! Another thing about this guy, he had a deep voice and loved dirty talk. Kept talking about how great my boyfriend's ass was, and saying things like "fuck yeah, TAKE that big dick, boy!" I didn't care that he could see how turned on I was, or that it actually made me hard (semi-hard was actually the best I could do) watching him fuck my boyfriend, or that my cock was nowhere near as big as his. In fact I *wanted* him to see all that, and I wanted him to know what a fucked-up whore my boyfriend is for huge cock. They kept fucking and fucking, until he realized that it was his checkout time. He was going to renew his room, but we lived right around the corner from the bathhouse, so we invited him back to our place. He came back with us and we fucked around for almost a whole day. We slammed some more, he kept doing G and smoking and whatever else he was doing--how the fuck he stayed hard with all the drugs he did, I'll never know. He didn't give a fuck when I grabbed the camera and started taking video, in fact he got into it even more. "You like watching this big cock raping your boy's hole? Yeah, you get off on this, don't you?" Fuuuuck!! so fucking hot. Talking all about how he was going to whore my boy's ass out at the bathhouse, that he knew dozens of hung tops and was going to bring them all there one night to take turns fucking him, and on and on like that. Unfortunately drugs and lack of sleep took their toll. His dirty talk changed...first to conversational talk about shit like the weather and what bars he went to...then it changed to outright nonsense. He was still hard, and kept fucking my boyfriend, but the weird babbling was too much to take. In retrospect I should have just shut it down, but I wanted him to get back to the dirty talk, so I made the mistake of trying to shush his blathering. Apparently I did that one too many times and it pissed him off, and he left. We never hooked up with him after that (and believe me we tried). I really must have pissed him off. Fuck. But DAMN, that messy fucker knew how to fuck with that big dick. My bf's hole was so stretched out. It was awesome. So that's the reality. What's the fantasy? The fantasy--and I totally could have made this happen--is that he's fucking my boyfriend in the sling instead of that asian slut. I realized later that all I had to do was walk up to him, show him my boyfriend's ass and asked if he wanted to fuck him in the sling. No question, this guy would have kicked that kid out and told my boyfriend to get in. My bf and I have talked about it a few times since, and it turned out he wanted the same thing. I've jerked off so many times thinking about it: My boyfriend lying in that sling, everyone crowded around watching that huge nasty raw cock raping his ass. The guy starts talking his dirty talk, out loud for everyone to hear..."fuck yeah this ass feels so good...you like that big cock inside you boy?" Then to me, "you like watching me fuck your boyfriend? Fuck yeah, look at your boy's ass take my big dick..." and on and on. I drop my towel and stand there naked, stroking my tina dick, watching this guy's huge cock stretch my boyfriend's hole, right there in front of everyone. I feel someone come up behind me and a hard cock against my ass, and without turning around I spread my legs, reach back and spread my ass cheeks open and feel some guy's cock slide all the way into me. As he begins fucking me, the nasty guy says to me "fuck yeah, you like getting fucked watching me fuck your boyfriend?" The guy fucking me quickens his pace and pumps his load into me. I feel his cum filling me up. He pulls out and another guy gets in behind me to fuck me, but instead the stud grabs my head, pushes me down and says "Get on your knees!" I drop to my knees and he pulls my head close, so my face is right next to his cock and my boyfriend's ass. "Yeah, get a good look at my big dick raping your boy's hole. Look at that! You like that? You like watching your boy get whored out?" "Fuck yeah," I moan, unable to take my eyes off that giant cock disappearing in my boyfriend. I stroke my tina dick like crazy. He grabs my hair, tilts my head back, leans over to me and spits in my face. "How you like THAT, bitch?" I can't speak. It feels like the wind has been knocked out of me. He turns back to my boyfriend and starts slamming his cock in harder and deeper. "DAMN this ass is hot!" My bf moans louder. "Ohhhhh...yeah....fuck me!" "Yeah, I'm gonna breed this sweet fuckin' pretty boy ass. TAKE that dick!" He looks at me. "Who's fuckin' your boyfriend?" "You are," I say in a loud whisper. "I said WHO'S fuckin' your boyfriend??" "You are!" I say out loud. "Fuck yeah, that's right, boy. You see how much he likes my big dick?" "Yeah...oh fuck, yeah." I can't take my eyes off his thick, raw cock drilling my boyfriend's sweet hole. "DAMN! This ass feels SO fuckin' good!" He starts pounding harder and deeper. I glance up at my boyfriend's face. His eyes are rolled back in his head and he has that little smile he gets when he's in sexual overdrive. He's now moaning uncontrollably loud, oblivious to how many people can hear him. I glance around and see that the crowd has grown to the point where guys are standing on tiptoes trying to see. The guys around him are touching his body, playing with his nipples. He is in heaven. He looks down at me--I'm still on my knees--and says "You ready for me to seed this hole?" "Fuck yeah!" My boyfriend and I say in unison. My boyfriend's eyes are closed, he doesn't know the stud was talking to me. "Yeah, boy?" he says to my boyfriend. "You want my big load?" "FUCK YEAH! Give it to me!" My bf loves being told when he's about to get bred. "Uhh...uhh....UUUHHHHHHH!!!!!!" He grunts loudly, as he blasts into my bf's stretched-out hole. "Yeah, take that big hot load!!! You feel it pumping into you?" "Fuck yeah! Oh fuck it feels so good!" I can see the cum on his big dick as he pumps it in and out. He pulls most of the way out and pauses so I can see his cock pulsing as he shoots. "Fuck yeah, look at that!" he says to me. Cum is already starting to drip out of my boyfriend's hole. "Fuuuuuuck...." I say in a loud, long whisper. "Oh, fuck." He starts drilling his cock into my boyfriend's ass again. "Yeah, sqeeze that loose ass. Sqeeze out every drop. There ya go, just like that. Squeeze it. Suck out all that cum." Finally he slows and then stops, pushing his big dick all the way inside. He grabs my boyfriend's legs and pulls them toward him as he thrusts his hips to get his cock all the way deep inside. He flexes all his muscles and grunts loudly as he forces the very last of his cum deep into my boyfriend's hole. Slowly he pulls all the way out. My boyfriend moans in disappointment, still wanting it inside him. I look at the massive cock--it's covered in cum, with a small glob hanging at the tip. My boyfriend's hole is so stretched it's still open, and cum is dripping out of it. I start to get up and the stud's hand grabs my shoulder and pushes me back down. "Stay there, bitch!" He steps out from behind my boyfriend, still holding me down, and hangs his big half-hard dick in front of my face. "Now SUCK IT!" Fuck yeah. I crouch down farther and look up at him, opening my mouth wide to accommodate his massive tool. He backs away just as I'm about to take it into my mouth, and holds my head so I'm just out of reach. He knows that teasing me will make me want it even more. Then with his other hand he grabs his big heavy dick and begins slapping me with it. Ouch! It's so massive it actually hurts my face. "Yeah," he says, seeing me cringe at the pain. "Now suck it," he says, letting go of my head. Immediately I take as much of it into my mouth as I can, less than half of it. I try opening my throat to take more, but it's just too fucking big. I slurp hungrily at it. "Yeah? Taste the cum on that dick?" "MM-HMMM!" "Yeah? You like that? Can you taste your boy's ass?" "MMM-HMMM!!!" I pull off long enough to say "Fuck yeah!" and immediately resume sucking, a little deeper this time. "Yeah, suck that dick clean. Suck out that cum!" I'm close to gagging, but I keep trying harder. I make swallowing motions with my throat around his cock head, and feel his cock twitch as I taste another gush of his cum. "OH fuck...yeah that's it boy...suck it out. Oh look at this...!" He moves slightly to the side and so I can see that another guy has stepped in behind my boyfriend and is fucking his sloppy, cum-filled hole. Holy fuck. "Your boy is taking another cock. You like that?" "MM-HMMM!" I grunt, my mouth full of his cock. I hear my boyfriend moaning again. "Fuck yeah, I know you do." He turns to the guy and says "Yeah, fuck my cum deeper into that hole. Fuck yeah. That ass feels good, right? Fuck that pretty boy." The guy doesn't say anything, he just keeps fucking. I'm still on my knees, close enough to see the cum coating the second guy's cock, dripping from my boyfriend's hole. He pulls his big soft dick out of my mouth, holds my head and slaps me some more with it. "Fuck yeah, you liked watching me breed your little cum-whore boyfriend, didn't you?" "Fuck yeah," I whisper, looking up at him. I am in awe. "Good. I'm gonna go rest a while then use his hole some more." He pauses, looking down at me with an evil little smile. "Open your mouth." I obey him, and he leans over a little and spits on my face. Most of it goes into my mouth. He grabs my chin and forces my mouth shut. He chuckles, then picks up his towel and walks out, giving my head a little push as he goes past. I stand up, feeling light-headed and a little shaky. My boyfriend is still in the sling getting fucked, but no one is looking at him. Everyone's looking at me, in stunned silence, their mouths slightly open. They all have the same holy-shit-I-can't-believe-I-just-saw-that-happen look on their faces. My entire body tingles from the attention. I feel the tina coursing through me. I stand there naked, my towel on the floor at my feet. More than any time in my life, I feel completely exposed, all the way to the deepest, darkest corners. I am humiliated but unashamed. Emasculated. Owned. Totally fucking wrecked. I keep standing there, letting the crowd see me. Every one of these guys is going to tell their friends about this, I think to myself. Especially if they see me walk by on the street. This is gonna get around. There's nothing I can do about it now. And I don't care. That thought sends another tingle through my whole body. Fuck yeah, it feels good. I make no move to hide my beautiful, perfect, wonderfully small tina dick. I have been put in my place, and everyone knows it. I fucking LOVE my little tina dick. Finally I look down just in time to see another load fucked deep into my boyfriend. Numbly, I wonder how many more loads he's going to take before we go home. So what do you think, fuckers? Do I win the prize for most twisted, fucked-up fantasy? ;-)
  28. 1 point
    Went to watch a movie with my ex and his partner and a couple they are friends with handsome guys silver hair, in their early 50s during the movie My ex had gotten me some party favors so I knew he wanted to fuck me, I did too much and it got obvious I was jacked up but I didn't care...and spent the last half of the movie in the bathroom,the taller guy of the other couple came in the bathroom...I was so messed up I did a line right in front of him..he smiled and unbuckled his pants he wasn't wearing underwear and his cock just sprang up . I got on my knees and started sucking, long curved cock I was in heaven, he shouted out "hey guys" and the other three were in the bathroom , and I unbuttoned each of them and pulled out their cocks sucking each like and assembly line, my ex stood me up and stripped me my big cock was dripping precum..he lead me to the sink cut 4 lines for me, I was gone now....surrounded by hard cock I was on the den floor begging to be fucked the couple went first and used me like a hole the shorter one came pretty quickly but the taller laster longer calling me a cum dump and public bitch...my exs partner is a bottom but even he fucked me I moaned thinking of the cocks he takes pumping his bottom seed in my but I was so messwd up I just took it, my ex went last my balls were covered in cum he drilled in my sloppy hole, each pounding made a slurping noise, and I took it..my big cock just flapping with each thrust..
  29. -1 points
    I grew up in a small farming community in Nebraska. I have 5 older brothers and from early on I was treated different by my parents as my brothers are big 6'2-6'4 with big mussels and I'm 5'7 with a string bean build. On the farm when not in school you are working from an early age. Where my brothers went to work after High School I applied to College and received many offers. I knew I did not wanted to stay in Nebraska. I think my parents knew before I did I was gay and when I told them they did not seamed shock and when I was pick on my youngest brother would defend me as he is just 16 months older than me. I knew where ever school I went to would have been near a large Gay community so it was either NYC or San Francisco. I visited both and the school in NYC bowled me over with the best offer I could get. It would not put a major Financial load on my parents or me and I would not be left with big students loans.As I wanted to pay my own way as running a farm cost big money I would try to find a job to cover my living expensive at school. I moved to NYC into the dorms and the first thing I said to my self did I make a big mistake of my life as everything is so tight here. My room mate was ok at first but in a few weeks turned into a real ass hole tell me all the time who he fuck he is not Gay. Not knowing NYC and really being a farm boy I'm in a new world as I know it's out their but I can't get into the Gay bars I pass by of find so I know it's out there. My sex life is giving someone a blow job once when we visit the big city near us in North Platt Nebraska. I'm fed up with my room mate and I have to do something fast or I feel like going back home and work the farm for the rest of my life. As I have to find away out of living in the Dorms as the commute is 20-30 minutes either way by the bus the school has or by me on my bicycle. Every place I look is way over my limited budget or the room is smaller than I have now. One day I look at Craigslist of all places and find a room for rent for a male only and when I hear where the address its BINGO 1 block from where most of my classes are. I get on time and it's a very old building, I get to the door and when it opens and I see the guy at the door I think I was struck by lighting as we look at each other for a long time. He's 5'8 maybe 125 in a tight tee shirt and I can see the out line of his nipple rings. He ask me in and the place is huge , with wire walls with pictures of MEN in full leather or men with boys arm in arm. The pictures stop me in my tracks as I don't know to run or keep looking. I do notice James eyes have not left me as I just look around and takes me by the hand to the room he is renting out. This bed room is very big also with a king size 4 posted bed that does look very gothic. When I ask him how much I say to him how much and I'm saying to my self it's going to be to much, but James ask how much can I afford and when I give him the number he says that's perfect. I gave a number more than I could really afford but I said to my self I will make it here some how.somehow I get the use of the kitchen , bathroom that has all these long hoses off the shower head and free wifi. I could not be happier. I ask if I could start to move over the weekend and he shoot back I have a friend with a truck and it can be done in one run. So I move in and settle in and I love the quite this place is but I look at the pictures on the wall and I get as hard as a rock and even pre cum is coming out. I try to hide how hard I am but James is always walking around half naked as goes late every night. I never ask what he does but is mostly at night. As James goes out late to work most evening and is back in a few hours or comes home early morning as I'm leaving for school it really working well for me with school but my life is empty in some ways. After a month James wants to talk and ask if I want to hang out with him this weekend, I remind him I'm under 21 and can't get into any bars, he says it's no problem where are going as he knows the doorman real well. I tried of looking at the books and I'm way ahead of my school work and it's a Friday. We get waved right in at Pyramid Club and once inside the music hits me and so many hot looking guys around, it take me a few minutes to understand what is going on as my head is spinning as James gives me a soda and says let's dance. On the floor it's more like a grope fest as James and I get closer and closer and when our lips lock my arms are all over his body as he takes off my shirt, my bare chest is rubbing up against him as I feel his nipple rings hitting my nipples. Something comes over me as I go down to kiss his nipples. The rest of the evening there was one big blur of passion & heat form everyone I met at the Club, what I thought was 1 hour turned out to be 5 hours. As we left the sun was coming as we grab a taxi home our hands were all over each other. Once we made it up stairs what cloths we have come off as we head to the bed. It's my real first time of having sex with any one unless you say giving someone a blow job is sex. James is the first one to take my anal cheery and I thought it would be very painful but he was so gentle with me it was pure pleasure. I wake up and James is sipping coffee and looking at my naked body as all he has on is a tong with a hard dick showing. He ask how I'm doing I get off the bed and get on my hands and knees and take his dick out and start to suck, as he's about to cum he picks me up and takes me to the shower. In the shower I find out what all thous hoses are for. He is making love to me wile he's working over my hole. I come out of the shower clean on the out side & inside. We spend Saturday & Sunday fucking going to some clubs and I'm having the time of my life not hiding who I am but living what I am. I no longer live in my room but in James room. As I get near the end of the school year my funding will not be available over the summer and my part time job will not be enough to support my self in that time and I don't want to leave James as I'm in love with him and he with me. When I tell him that I will have to go back home for the summer and work on the family farm he says he has an idea how I can stay in NYC and make enough money to stay here with him. He ask how I feel about doing what he does, my being so fresh off the farm , I say I really don't know what he does at night and he is Laughing. He says he works as an escort a he showed me his profile on Rentboy. I'm shock and say you get paid to have sex with other men, he says that I could do very good but I will have to be a Top as that is where the real money is. He tell me he has a very good client who would love me. James tell me we will go over and double team him as he will really like that. I'm scared to death but if I can stay in NYC for the summer with James I'm willing to do it. We get to his home and I don't know what to do but James leads me by the hand an tells me what to do. I can see on the client face he is very happy that I'm came, as once I'm naked he says to James is he legal, James responds do you really care. He is on his knees sucking my dick in a second as James starts to lube his hole up. Right before I cum James pulls him off and turns him onto his dick and hands me a condom to put on and tell me to fuck him hard.

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