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I finished my work and then went to class later that morning. I still had the taste of the Professor in my mouth. On my way back from one of my classes I took a detour to the bathroom in the basement. As I walked in there were two guys at the urinal, one older man probably staff and another student around my age. The older man looked at me as I walked in and he smiled. He was around 5'9 thin around 160 lbs with an earring. I went into the stall and sat down. One person left and the other guy at the urinal sounded like he came into the stall. He removed the toilet dispenser on his side and tried to push on my end. I paused as I didn't know if I wanted to open it as he saw my face. He pushed another time and I relented and removed it. He pushed his cock thru. For a smaller man he had a nice cock. It was a good 8" and fairly thick. I leaned in and took him in my mouth. He moaned. "Hmmm I saw you look at my cock when you walked in. I knew you wanted it" he said pushing thru the partition. I didn't say anything and kept sucking his cock. I licked and deep throated it. He moaned and started to fuck my mouth. I licked his head sucking him. "Ohh fuck boy your throat feels like pussy" he moaned "Why don't you pull down those short boy shorts you got on teasing all of us and put your cunt at the hole so I can properly breed you" he said Wow he saw my shorts. He was right they were a little on the shorter side today. Even the Professor looked me over a few times at work. "No sorry on bj" I said "Fucking tease" he said I sucked him more and he kept moaning. After a few minutes he moaned loudly and then shot a huge load of 7-8 spurts of hot cum in my mouth. I swirled on it tasting his ball honey and lathered his cock in it and swallowed as he kept cumming. After sucking him for a good minute after he same he started to shake and then pulled his cock out of my mouth. I swallowed the residual cum in my mouth. "If you ever want a good fuck boy let me know. I am down here once a day normally around this time. I bet you have a nice warm puss" he said as he zipped up. He left the stall and walked out. I looked down at my cock and it was hard. I squeezed it and rubbed it. I waited for 5 minutes and no one came in so I decided to leave and get to my next class which started in 15 minutes. As I was sitting in my last class of the day I got a text. R- how are you doing boy? D- Good Daddy R- You go to the bathroom today and service some men? D- Yes Daddy I did. I gave one guy a bj. I also gave Professor Post a bj too at work. R- Good boy. Where are you now? D- In class R- After class I want you to go back to the bathroom and give at least two guys a bj. Take a pic of each guys cum in your mouth and send it to me. D- Yes Daddy I suddenly got hard. I loved how he ordered me to do things. After class ended, I quickly walked back to the bathroom. As I walked down the stairwell an older man was coming up and looked at me. We smiled at each other and could feel him look me up while he was walking up the stairs. He was handsome in his early 50's, very slim, 5'10", maybe 150 lbs, salt and pepper hair with a short buzz cut and an earring with jeans shorts and tight shirt. I felt him turn around and look at me as I walked down. I was wearing my usual running shorts which are 3" inseam but these seemed a bit shorter or tighter. It made me feel kind of sexy and also self conscious. As I walked down the stairs I pulled it down more. I walked to the bathroom and went into the stall. There was someone already in there. As I sat down he pulled off the dispenser and I did the same. I heard him pull down his zipper and put thru his cock. It was nice and thick a good 7". He smelled a little rank like he may have been homeless but not too the point where he hasn't bathed in months. I leaned in and started sucking his cock. He started to moan and started to push his cock thru the hole. I sucked him and licked him. I also used my hand to hold the part that fit thru. He moved a bit closer to the panel to get more of his cock thru the hole. I kept licking and sucking and using my hand. He didn't last long. After maybe sucking his cock for on a few minutes he started to moan loudly. "Here is comes bitch" he moaned He erupted in my mouth 7-8 huge spurts of hot cum. His cum was thick and salty. I swallowed quickly as the volume of cum was a lot. I kept sucking him and until he pulled back. "Thank you that was amazing" he said. He zipped up and grabbed his bag, used the sink and then he left. Right after he left another guy walked in. He came buy my stall and looked in. It was the older man I saw leaving while I was walking down. He pulled out the dispenser, unzipped his shorts and stuck thru a huge 8" thick cock. "I knew you were coming down here for cock. I could smell you. Suck it boy" he said I opened my mouth and sucked him. He moaned and started to push it further into my mouth. He was already leaking precum and I sucked it up and tasted him. I kept pushing in and out thru the hole. Then in one motion he pulled it back out completely. "Beg for my cock bitch. I know you want it" he said I paused. I waited for him to put it back. I didn't think I had to beg a guy to suck his cock and let him cum in my mouth. "Ok no begging no cock" he said as I heard him put his cock back in his shorts and zipper up. I broke. "Please let me such your cock" I said in a quick blurt. "Say it again" he said "Please let me suck your cock please" I said in a begging tone "Good boy" he said pulling out his cock and pushing it thru the hole. I sucked him and grabbed his cock and worked him. "Damn boy you are hungry for cock aren't you. " he said I just moaned back sucking on him wanting his cock in my mouth and wanting him to cum. I worked him with my hands, mouth and tongue. He was moaning and breathing harder. I could feel him starting to tense up. Then without warning again he pulled his cock back thru the hole. "Beg for my cum bitch. I know you want my cum, you need my cum. Your a cum whore" he said I did want his cum. He tasted so good. "Yes please I want your cum" I said "Why dont you let me and I will fuck your pussy. You have a pussy don't you boy. I bet a nice tight one." he said taunting me "Sorry I am here only to suck cock" I said "You sure, showing off your ass like that in those shorts. Your ass is so tight and fine. I will show you a good time." he said "No thank you. I am just here to suck cock. Can I please have your cum in my mouth" I said He shoved his cock thru the hole again and I sucked him down. After a minute he started to moan again and came in my mouth. Another huge load of 7-8 spurts of hot cum like he had not cum in a while. I swallowed and kept sucking on his cock. It stayed hard for a while after he came and his cock kept leaking cum into my mouth. He finally pulled back. I luckily remembered to take a pic of his cum in my mouth of what was left. I swallowed it after taking the pic and sent it to Rick. R- Good boy. Taste good? D- Yes Daddy The guy next door zipped up. He came over to my stall and peeked thru and said, "If you ever need a good fuck I am here at least a few times a week in the afternoon. I know you want it in your pussy. I will make you feel really good" he said "Thank you" I said He left. I waited 5 minutes and no one came after that so I left.

I got to work around 7:15 am. The Professor was in the office already. I said good morning and went to the back of the office to my desk. After about 5 minutes the Professor came back to my desk. He was as usual wearing his cycling shorts but these seemed a little tighter and thinner and were silver colored. I looked at his face then couldn't help myself look down at his huge cock which was hard and protruding thru the thin fabric. I didn't ask, I just reached out and touched it, teasing the outline and rubbing it. As it got harder, I pulled down his shorts and it sprang out. I leaned in and inhaled his musk and kissed the tip of his head and licked the precum that was coming out of his meat. "You taste and smell so good" I said then leaned in and started sucking his cock, licking it, kissing it while occasionally looking up at him. He was looking down grinning at me and not saying a word. I started taking him deeper into my mouth lathering his thick meat with my spit and then easing it into my throat. He moaned and leaned his head back. I got most of him down my throat taking my time as not to gag on his girth and length. At one point most of his cock was in my mouth and throat. I held it in my throat and felt his cock spasm a little. I knew he was close even though I had only been sucking him for a while. I slowly pulled back and then took him back into my throat slowly working his cock. Then I would bring it out to my mouth and swirl his head and suck on it. I repeated this several times over placing him down my throat and doing short slow strokes of his cock in my throat, then bringing his head back to my mouth, while my hands were working his balls and also playing with his nipples. He was breathing hard now. It was hot to do this to him. After a few more minutes I started to feel him tense and spasm, I quickly pulled him out of my throat and he erupted in my mouth. A huge load of hot cum of 6-7 spurts of his sweet salty load shot into my mouth. I savored it and bathed his cock in it while tasting him. He tasted so good. I had to swallow as he kept cumming in my mouth with some dribbling out. I then used my hand a bit to stroke his length while keeping a part of his cock in my mouth teasing his head, while my other hand focused on his balls trying to milk him of all his cream. After a minute he started to shiver I slowly pulled back off his semihard cock. It flopped out of my mouth. I opened my mouth showing him some of the cum that was left in my mouth, closed it and swallowed. I leaned in to smell his crotch and softly kissed his gorgeous cock. Then I pulled up his shorts. His cock still looked hot in the shorts even semi hard and kissed it again thru his shorts. He rubbed my hair and then pulled me up and kissed me deeply, our tongues ravishing each other and his hand massaging my cock under my shorts and his other hand on my ass under my u/w playing with the plug making me moan into his mouth. He pulled up his hand that was on my cock and it was covered in precum leak. I guess just giving him a bj made my cock leak. He put his fingers covered in my leak in my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean and then he leaned in and kissed me and he tasted my leak. He pulled back and smiled at me. It was a warm nice content smile. The door opened and the secretary came in (heard her heels and smelled her perfume). He kissed me on my lips again softly and walked away. I sat down with my cock hard and leaking more. It was an intense experience that just happened even though it was just a bj. It was one time where I felt a little in control of him and the scene. He was in so much pleasure and I felt he was like warm puddy in my hands. I also felt very submissive to him as the bottom man giving him pleasure. He just had to stand there and let me worship his gorgeous cock and body and it was my job to give him an intense orgasm. It felt strangely fulfilling. And in an odd way it made me feel sexy. I am starting to learn as the "bottom" in things that it is in my role. It also arousing to please him. Not to mention he tasted really good. So I guess I got something out of it too as I sit here with a hard cock that is leaking and plug that is pushing against my prostate making it worse. How lucky I am.

After hugging and kissing more, he put the butt plug back in me and we got ready for bed. We lay in bed talking about our day and told him about my adventure to the bathroom to suck cock. He said I should do that at least once a day. I asked him about the bathroom the last guy I blew talked about and if I should go there. He said I should stay away as it's a heavy hook up place and while I may just go to suck cock I might easily get fucked bare even if I protested. He said I would be very popular there. I told him I would go the bathroom on campus and stay away from the rest stop restroom place. He also asked if the Professor fingered me or had me suck his cock again like the other day. I told him not since the other day and he said that if I wanted to suck his cock that's fine just no fucking. I told him I would comply. I asked why he wanted me to go to the bathroom to give guys bjs and he said in time I will realize. We ended there and we both fast fell asleep. We both woke up at the same time and Rick already had morning wood and then mounted me not before scraping my insides with his fingernails. He fucked me with purpose and little passion. I didn't care and enjoyed his fucking in any form. It hurt more as there was more and deeper scraping in my anus. He kept fucking me for about 10 minutes on all fours and then finishing me on my back. He finally came in me and again so did I without touching my hands. After we lay there making out he said, "I love how you have embraced being a bottom and enjoying all the pleasure that comes from it". "I thank you for that Daddy. In all my wildest dreams of all the women I have fucked over the years, I would never guess I be with another man like this, let alone be the bottom and enjoy it so much. And not just the sex but the male intimacy and erotic nature of it" I said. "You are welcome my boy. I do think those few times of bj and handjobs with other guys including your swimming coach was probably a good clue you wanted this" Rick responded I thought about it and said "You are probably right but it took you to bring it out of me. I owe you a lot and now hopefully you will get me pregnant" "I will baby don't worry. You will be knocked up soon and so much more pleasure and experiences wait for you on the other side" he said We kissed for a little while and then got ready for work and left the house. As I drove to campus the feeling of having his sperm in me and the butt plug in me made me feel so complete.

And thank God for that

Being a Cumdump for anyone takes time, effort and commitment to your goal. Many fantasies but not all willing to bend over for just anyone. You may want to consider your lifestyle, relationship and goals for your life. If you have slipped up before and now on this site, we know the answer. Do you? Do you want a relationship with just one man? What does he want? Do you live together and can you support yourself? Career, kids, city/location, family and friends are to be considered. If you are in a monogamous relationship-- this site is not for you. If your family time is with a partner or friends, how will you feel if you get a text from a guy looking to unload? Will you drop your friends to be USED as a Cumdump? Ignore the text and stay with friends/family or make an excuse to cut out and return later? I began as a "straight/bisexual" guy because of upbringing and thought I would have a wife and kids. Plans changed. I would drive 30 minutes away to an Adult Bookstore and rent VHS porn. Yes, I am that old. 59 Bareback Bottom and I will keep taking loads for the rest of my life. I have no plans to quit. Rented straight porn but my focus was on the guy, not the girl. I messed around in high-school with a couple buddies. Then I rented a bisexual movie and was more interested in the Men than females. When I knew I was gay and only into Men, I found a slightly older gay man and moved into his house. No more sneaking around. He was a Dominate Top into rope/blindfolds and spanking. Not my scene which is why we were friends and not lovers. No smart phones, text or talk only. House phone was general purposes, but text phone was simply for sex. My outgoing voicemail was Direct. Standard message "I am a gay white man looking for Men for good time." Leave a msg if interested. 6 months later, a guy I was dating took me to our local bathhouse. 3 months later I worked at the bathhouse. It not only gave me more options with new Men that I had never considered. 2 years working Saturday/Sunday evenings 4pm to midnight every week. It was not a high paying, demanding job, but extra income and a perk of a FREE locker or room if available at ANY CLUB in the chain. This meant road trip and having sex with Strangers. Traveling for sex was fun. Usually alone so I could play when I want and drive to another city to meet new Men. I had gone to a few arcades over time and would look for guys I was interested. During this time I started backing my ass up to a gloryhole with no idea who was on the other side. I realized that every Cock feels different as does every ass, and I wanted to feel every different dick. I rarely used condoms through College, stopped all condom use in 1995. If you want to use condoms, that is fine, but you will need to find another ass to fuck. If a guy asked about condoms, simple response: NEVER!! It threw some guys off, but if he wanted to fuck ... it was Bareback Required. I wanted his load in my ass. I had several penpals in smaller cities. One penpal, Shawn would meet in Chicago several times a year. He was primarily a Top but did get fucked from time to time. We set up a system as I would drive to Chicago, count # cop cars and that was minimum # loads in my ass. I could suck Cock and swallow loads, but not counted to my goal. If we were at a bathhouse and I didn't have the minimum # of loads, we renewed for another session. We went to 3 bathhouses and 2 bookstores for Anonymous Loads from Strangers. I became a DNA Load Collecting Cumdump. Then in May 1998 we were in Chicago for Memorial Weekend, It was also IML = International Mister Leather weekend. We didn't get a hotel room, just stayed at 3 different bathhouses. Load count drastically change. I had turn 32 that year and Shawn told me I would be taking minimum 32 loads up my ass. We walked into the changing area with lockers and as I undressed Shawn started offering my hole to a couple of guys. One blushed, another guy shook his head and walked away. I turned to Shawn and said, "He is not really my type." Shawn told me that it did not matter if I was into him or not. He declared that I no longer had a type. I was not looking for a boyfriend or lover. I had agreed to take Anonymous loads from Strangers and he would decide who fucked and loaded my ass. I did NOT have a choice and he would decide who fucked me. I was fucked in the sauna, in the group shower area, in the gloryhole room and in dark corners of the club. They had opened the 3rd floor with multiple slings and a play area. When I was strapped down on a sling and guys started fucking me I realized he was right. Looks/age/race/body type/cock size or status was not important. I was there to be fucked and filled with 32 confirmed loads. He had to be there to witness the load being pumped into my ass. If he was not there or when I swallowed 3 loads -- it didn't count. I took over 50 that weekend and on my way to being a Cumdump. I went back to Chicago many times the next 6 months. Then, I went in December and caught in a snow storm. People were walking away from their vehicles. It had closed Chicago and many midwest cities. No work Mon or Tues, but I missed Wed and drove home on slick roads. I worked Thursday and another snow storm shut things down on Friday. There were more parties in Chicago that weekend, but I didn't go. When I got home there was an email I missed. Computers were running on 14.4 modem and no Smart Phones. Email was from a guy in Palm Springs, CA and he was going to start producing porn. I was too late since he had a bunch of guys lined up. He would put me up in a hotel if I paid for my flights. 3 weeks after the Chicago snow storm, I was in Palm Springs, CA and my journey through porn. Yes, I am a Proud POZ CUMDUMP for Men who love to BREED. Love taking anonymous loads from Strangers.

Love that too Sometimes i wish I could get them preg. If not me, at least some other randome dures that breeds that sloppy hole. Males gotta try

I prefer to be covered in piss if it gets to that especially if I have my lycra gear on. I love the smell of dried piss and I love that smell on me when I’m cruising a bath or sex venue. If I don’t have some to piss on me, I’ll piss on my lycra gear in the bathtub, let the lycra dry on my balcony, and wear it at a later play time. I will drink a very small amount of piss if I’m really into the moment but it’s very rare. That being said, I’ll roll around in wet piss, dry piss, a pissed up old mattress or sling, like a cat on cat nip.

They might indeed. But you either don't want to take that chance and you move on or you do and you see what happens. 🙂 🏳️‍🌈🌈💦💦

I learned that I drank too much (and was a bad lay because of it). Come morning, I could'nt remember anything. I am not sober, but slowed way down. I was able to actually enjoy and remember the sex after that. Much more fun and even made a couple bathhouse friends asking the way.

I'd go for it if you weren't even in contact for over a decade anyway, what is there to lose? There was a guy in my HS class 16 years ago, we were in a room on a school trip and he was unbuckling his belt in front of my face, but then someone barged in so nothing ever happened. His FB account is disabled, so I have no contact for him. But if I did, I'd meet up with him, reminisce, and offer to finish what we started. If he rejected, who cares, we can go back to no contact. My current target is one of my 2 best friends, he's a virgin but taller and much stronger than me, he could "force" me to suck him if he wanted to. His dad joked that we're probably jerking each other off since we're both bachelors. Maybe I can use that line to test the waters and offer a handy as a "joke" when we're in a good mood after drinks.

Thank you all again for your comments, suggestions and overall reading this story. As usual apologies on the grammar and spelling. I am trying to just keep this going.

I fucking love when other guys breed my bf or boy such a huge turn on for me.

I walked to my car and me with friends and then went home around 9pm. When I got home Rick was on the couch in his bedroom watching TV. I went in sat by him and gave him a kiss. He kissed me back and we started to make out. Kissing and our hands roaming each other. He played with my tits and ass and with the plug in my ass. I was moaning and panting. He then flipped me over on my knees pulled down my underwear, pulled out the plug and started to eat my ass. I moaned and pushed back on his mouth. It felt so good. He hasn't eaten me out in a while, understandably as it was a lot of blood. He then fingered my and I could feel his fingernails cut into me. Rather than yell in pain, I actually moaned and pushed back into his finger and said "Yes Daddy make me pregnant. Knock me up please, I need you" moaning. He scraped me more. It hurt like hell but I just put my head down. He then put his hard cock at my hole and eased it in. I just moaned and pushed back. It hurt a bit but not as much as before with the toothbrush. I grunted and pushed back meeting his thrust. He fucked me hard, pounding into me. "Ohhh fuck Daddy fuck me, make me yours please. Mark me with your seed, charge my cunt" I begged "Yeah boy your fucking pussy is hungry I feel it milking my cock, you fucking slut" he said fucking me and slapping my ass. He rode me like that for a good 10 minutes when I felt his spasm and then he erupted his charged warm semen in me, marking me with his DNA. I squeezed hard milking his cock and also started to cum. "Ohhh I'm cumming from the inside again" I moaned He picked up his pace again pushing deep into me. "Milk me bitch" he said still pounding into me. I worked my ass on him and tried to milk every drop of his seed out of his huge pipe. "Ohhh yeah boy that feels sooo good. Your cunt is amazing" he moaned grinding deep into me. I swear I felt more cum leak out of him deep in my second hole. Finally after rutting into me for another minute he finally pulled out. I turned around. His cock was covered in ass juice, and cum and some blood. I didn't care and leaned in and cleaned him off. It was salty and irony and musty. Then he kissed me. "Good boy" he said. "Thank you Daddy" I replied kissing him. I am in love.

Excellent fucking from my "Boy". And his friend! Technically my stud isn't a boy anymore. He's 25. But extremely virile. Ruggedly handsome and he fucks me so good a few times a week. BIG cock too (8"). And this time he brought a friend. Friend watched him giving it to me really good. Like he wanted to perform for his friend 🙂 Long fuck. I came and he finally nutted deep in my ass. Friend took his turn. Cock not as big as my Boy but he gave it t me good too. Friend is a bit rougher. Fucked hard. He pumped his load in deep and then watched me getting a second load from Boy stroking his cock. Boy fucked even longer before he shot his load. Making me cum again in the process. And then he said to his friend "you wanna go again too?". YES! He mounted me and banged away. He hammered my hole! Made me cum again!!! Boy was cheering him on to fuck my "Daddy ass" even harder. Fuck I thought he would never cum! Flithy mouth too (I love that hehe). I like being a "dirty Daddy". He almost growled when he came. Pretty exhausting but so good! It's been a while since I orgasmed three times! when they were leaving I told Friend he was welcome anytime to join Boy hehe!! This was one to remember 😉

I swear my bf reads this forum. We were visiting Vancouver, Davie/deman area. We get on a bus, he's holding my hand. And I was checked out so obviously even I noticed. We sit down and he tells me to sit with them. It was four guys. They've got busy hands and they start asking me questions. The usual stuff. Two of them get off, and we get off with them. We go to their apartment. They weren't really my type, but their cocks were nice and one of them came twice and just a ton. Took two loads in about an hour and then got fucked just savagely on the balcony of our hotel room by my bf.

Perhaps a gathering for a barbecue or a camping trip or something else like that is the way to get this going. If I lived in a rural area I would invite others over to get this group started. Anyone up for organizing something like this?

I pretty much learned if I get a room and leave the door open, the get face down ass up eventually multiple guys will slide in and breed me.

Freshman Project: Jason (Part 11) On Monday, Blake left early for swim practice while Jason got up and cleaned up the apartment from the weekend’s adventure. He enjoyed being able to walk around naked in the apartment, something he couldn’t do in his dorm room. His cage was back on and was a comfort to him, it reminded him that he was Blake’s Boy, his property. He never would have been able to admit that he liked being controlled before he met Blake, but again looking back he knew being under the control of man was what he needed. Jason didn’t know where the meth pipe was supposed to go, so he put it and the torch lighter along with all the empty baggies that had contained the meth in Blake’s drawer. He made a note to ask Blake about where they should go and how he should dispose of the bags when Blake came home that afternoon. Once he showered, he pulled a jock over his cage, put on a pair of skinny jeans, and a tight fitting t-shirt. Blake had told him that he should be showing off his twinkish body all the time, preferably naked, but if he did have to wear clothes, they should be tight fitting so that men he could bring my joy by showing off his body. His purpose in life was to be a sex toy for more masculine men. That idea that Blake had implanted in him, made him feel sexy. Which was always a problem as feeling sexy made his dick want to get hard, which made it uncomfortable with the cage. Jason realized that was part of the point of the cage. He need to train himself to be a sex object for men’s eyes and use, without getting hard about it all the time. The focus should be on his ass and mouth, not his tiny useless cock. Jason went to his Monday classes as usual. He had three that were all lined up, 9am, 10:30am, then 1pm, getting him done with the class portion of his day at 2:15pm. He no longer had to work the dinner shift that evening since he had quit his job to be Blake’s full-time houseboy. He hurried home so he could be there and ready for when Blake showed up, which was usually around 3pm. He got home and immediately stripped naked as soon as the door was closed; it was habit at this point. He then took his clothes and put them in the dresser Blake had cleared out for him. He jumped in the shower and douched, making sure his ass was clean for Blake. After the water was clear, he decided to try something he had read on the internet. He went to the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush then jumped back in the shower. He took a deep breath then shoved it up his ass and started brushing. He couldn’t take much before he pulled the brush out and quickly rinsed it off. He finished rinsing off then got out of the shower and dried off. He was kneeling naked, except for the cage, in front of the door when Blake showed up. Blake had several extra gym bags with him when he walked in the door. He tossed them down in the entry way then stood in front of Jason, his bulge right in front of Jason’s face which was looking down at the floor. “Get it out and suck it Boy,” he commanded. Jason obeyed, reaching up and unbuckling Blake’s belt, undoing the button and then lowering the zipper. He fished the senior’s cock out. It was half hard and he could feel it getting harder in his hand. He quickly took the head into his mouth and started swirling his tongue around it. Blake stood there enjoying the Jason’s blowjob for a few minutes. The boy had made a lot of progress and could now take him all the way to the base without gagging. The boy still struggled a bit when Jason was forceful and skull fucked him, but he had learned how to take the large thick cock down his throat when getting to set his own pace. “So I have some good news for you Boy,” said Blake. When Jason started to pull off to look up at him, Blake grabbed the back of the boy’s blond hair and directed his head back down onto his cock, “Keep sucking Boy.” There was a sound by from below him as Jason attempted to say ‘Yes Sir’ with his mouth stuffed with cock. “I quit the swim team. This means we’ll have more time together and I won’t have to be so careful about timing my drug use with the team’s swim meets, so more partying for us. Also, the nationals are happening soon which is like a ten day tournament back east and well, I want to be here with you during that time, just in case I’ve succeeded in getting you pregnant. A Daddy needs to be there for his Boy when he’s sick,” explained Blake. Jason was excited to hear that he’d get to spend more time with Blake, so he redoubled his efforts to take all of Blake’s long thick cock down his throat. He managed to get it all the way down his throat so that his lips were pressed against Blake’s pubic bone and balls. Blake immediately reached down and grabbed Jason’s head, pinning him against his groan. He held him there, waiting. He felt Jason’s throat start to spasm and the boy instinctively trying to pull away to clear his breathing tube. But he held Jason tight, depriving the little twink of oxygen. “Relax Boy, you got this, just accept it,” said Blake as Jason fought against the instinctual urge to survive by pulling away. Blake watched the boy carefully, when he saw that Jason was close to passing out, he released the twink’s head and even pulled on his blond hair to help get his cock out of the boy’s throat. Jason was coughing and fighting the urge to vomit. Tears leaked from his eyes and snot ran out his nose. He’s face was covered with his own tears, snot, saliva, and Blake’s pre-cum. Blake stared down at him as he lay on the floor recovering, “Fuck you’re so hot.” The jock reached down and picked the smaller boy up and carried him into the bedroom. He lay Jason face down on the bed then climbed up on top of him. Blake was still fully clothed as he pressed his cock, still slick with all of the phlegm and spit from Jason’s throat, into Jason’s ass. There was no lube other than the mix of spit, phlegm, and pre-cum as Blake entered Jason. They didn’t speak as Blake started pounding into Jason’s ass. The only sound was Jason’s whimpers and Blake’s grunts as the older poz jock fucked the young twink’s ass. Blake noticed that it got slicker and wetter as he went. He looked down and noticed that there was some blood on his cock when he pulled it out. That finally brought a pause to the poz breeding. “You okay Jason? You’re bleeding,” said Blake. “Yeah, it hurts but it feels good. I’m okay. I may have used a toothbrush on my ass before you got home. I read on the internet that it can help, well, you know, um, cause a positive load to take,” responded Jason, starting to feel a bit awkward about what he had done. “Really? You tore up your ass with your toothbrush to help convert from my toxic loads. You must really want to get pregnant from me and carry my babies with you forever. That right Boy?” asked Blake. “Yes Master, yes more than anything I’ve ever wanted. I want to belong to you, fully and totally. Be my Poz Daddy, please Sir,” begged Jason. “Fuck yeah,” said Blake as he resumed his hard pounding of the slim eighteen year old twink underneath him. While all of the previous boys had begged for it, none had ever gone this far to make it take. He realized he had a really special, totally submissive slave boy beneath him. Once that he would convert and make his forever. He thought about all the fun they would have together and yelled out as he dumped his HVL cum into Jason’s ripped up rectum.

Toronto Gay Escorts: The Good, the Bad, and the Flaky Welcome to the wild, wonderful, and occasionally infuriating world of gay male escorts in Toronto — where the Village still pulses with energy, Pride turns the city into a week-long party, and a scroll through Rent.Men can feel like browsing a high-end menu of boyfriends-for-hire. From muscled tops advertising “real man experience” to versatile students offering the full Boyfriend Experience (BFE), Toronto’s scene is diverse, accessible, and surprisingly resilient. But behind the glossy photos and five-star teases lies a gig-economy reality that’s equal parts thrilling and chaotic. Let’s break it down with honesty, a dash of humor, and zero sugar-coating. The Good: Why It Can Be Fantastic Toronto boasts one of North America’s most vibrant queer communities, and the escort scene reflects that. You’ll find everything from athletic porn-adjacent pros to charming “bad boy next door” types who can go from vanilla cuddles to full kink in the same session. Many emphasize companionship — dinner dates, event arm candy during TIFF or Pride, or just low-key evenings where conversation flows as easily as everything else. Rates usually land in the $200–$400/hour range (higher for overnights or premium talent), and the variety is impressive: all ages, ethnicities, body types, and orientations. Some guys are full-time pros who travel for multi-day bookings; others are university students paying rent or funding tuition. When it clicks — respectful chemistry, great hygiene on both sides, and genuine vibes — it can feel like the ultimate stress-reliever in a busy, sometimes lonely city. Plenty of clients walk away raving about attentive service, zero judgment, and that rare “he actually seemed into it” magic. The Bad (and the Ugly): Flakiness, Ghosting, and Last-Minute Chaos Ah, the notorious flakiness. Showing up two hours late, cancelling 30 minutes before arrival, straight-up ghosting after confirmation, or letting messages pile up unanswered — it’s a complaint you’ll hear from clients across forums and private chats. It’s not every escort, but it happens often enough to be a running joke (or groan) in Toronto’s scene. Why so unreliable? A perfect storm of gig-economy realities: Overbooking to hedge against client no-shows. Toronto’s brutal traffic, TTC delays, and parking nightmares. Safety-first caution under Canada’s end-demand laws (Bill C-36), where buyers are criminalized and escorts stay extra vigilant about red flags. Burnout, mental health struggles, and the irregular lifestyle that comes with the job. Add in occasional substance use (crystal meth still weaves through parts of the broader gay scene) and the casual ghosting culture inherited from Grindr, and you get a recipe for frustration. It’s not malice most of the time — it’s survival in a high-pressure, low-structure world. The Hidden Challenges: What Escorts Really Deal With Here’s where it gets interesting (and human). Many escorts carry heavy backstories: family rejection for being gay, early independence, and the double stigma of queerness plus sex work. That leads to isolation — hiding their income from friends and family, struggling to date “civilians,” and battling anxiety or depression from the emotional labor of performing intimacy on demand. Mental health is a big one: burnout, body-image pressure, and the constant need to manage boundaries with strangers. Physical demands add up too — staying in shape, repetitive strain, and staying on top of sexual health despite the risks. Legally, the criminalization of clients makes everything more precarious; reporting bad situations to police is rare because of intersecting stigmas. Income can be good on paper, but it’s irregular, with no benefits, sick days, or safety net. Many rely on it for basics like rent, creating pressure that sometimes spills into flakiness. In short, it’s rarely “easy money.” It takes serious resilience, emotional intelligence, and boundary-setting that most nine-to-five jobs never demand. Rent.Men Reviews: Read Between the Lines (and Maybe Don’t Write Them) Rent.Men remains the go-to platform, packed with Toronto profiles and glowing (sometimes suspiciously perfect) reviews. But here’s the reality check: posting a public review creates a permanent digital paper trail linking you directly to an illegal (for the buyer) transaction. Savvy clients often skip reviewing altogether to avoid any future headaches. Even if you do post, the platform has a reputation for siding with escorts when negative feedback rolls in. Fact-based complaints about no-shows, poor service, or other issues can vanish after the escort requests removal — sometimes with little explanation or chance for rebuttal. This tilts the visible review ecosystem toward positivity, so many experienced clients treat RM scores as a starting point only and cross-check with private networks instead. Pro Tips: How to Be a Great Client (and Get Better Service) The golden rule? Treat it like a professional service with mutual respect, and you’ll rise to the top of their priority list. Here’s how to level up: Hygiene is non-negotiable (and thoughtful prep is sexy): Shower thoroughly — everywhere — right before meeting. Bottoms: a gentle lukewarm-water douche 30–90 minutes ahead is standard courtesy to keep things smooth and mess-free. If you’re prone to urgency on longer sessions, a dose of Imodium a couple hours prior can add peace of mind (without going overboard on douching, which can irritate). Tops don’t need to douche, but fresh is mandatory. If anything unexpected happens? Stay chill, grab a towel, quick rinse, zero drama. Grace under pressure earns major points. Be reliable and clear: Confirm details early, show up on time (or message promptly if delayed), and stick to the plan. Escorts get flaked on too — your consistency makes you the “easy, drama-free” booking they actually look forward to. Screening and deposits: Accept basic verification for their safety. A modest deposit (20–50%) shows you’re serious and helps everyone commit. Respect boundaries: Discuss limits, safer sex, and expectations upfront. Pay cash at the start. No haggling, no pushing extras, no overstaying without offering more. Be present, kind, and fun rather than purely transactional. Manage expectations: Have a backup plan. Focus on providers with solid recent patterns. And remember — even the best can have an off day in this unpredictable world. Clients who show up hygienic, punctual, respectful, and low-maintenance often report dramatically fewer flakes and far more enjoyable experiences. The scene works best as a two-way street. At the end of the day, Toronto’s gay escort world is a microcosm of the city itself: progressive, diverse, energetic, and imperfect. When you approach it with realism, respect, and a sense of humor, the “good” moments can outweigh the flaky ones. Just pack patience, bring your A-game on hygiene, and enjoy the ride — Toronto style. Research completed with assistance from Claude.

Part 2 I couldn’t quite understand what had happened. Twenty minutes ago I was having a shower and planning my day, now I was impaled by a massive cock inside my virgin ass. I continued to tremble, my body reacting in shock to this invasion, Steven still hand one hand about my throat, holding me tight against him while the other continued to play with my cock – humiliatingly hard despite the violation I was undergoing – despite the pain in my ass, was a little part of me enjoying this? I’d never been particularly into guys, and definitely not disgusting creeps like my landlord, and yet my cock was rock hard under his teasing, stroking hand. “Well well, for someone who doesn’t want fucked, you sure sat on my dirty cock quick enough, didn’t you boy? Tsk, tsk, such a little slut – you have no idea where that thing has been…” Steven chuckled breathily into my ear. I closed my eyes and shuddered. “Mmm, so tight too – for now anyway. You keep taking bare cock like this and you’ll get a lot less tight as well as everything else you’ve got coming to you, you little cock tease. You’ve been flaunting that nice body around here for months, well now its my turn to tease you a little.” His hand continued to stroke my cock. My body began to acclimatise to the burn and stretch of my poor arsehole, the feeling of fullness as my guts tried to accommodate the massive cock and I relaxed just a fraction. With my eyes still closed, I began to moan gently – my body betraying me as the hand on my dick brought me close to the edge. Then stopped. Stevens hand paused at the top of its stroke, and even with everything happening, I was frustrated at the lack of release. “Fuck...I’m so close to cumming…” I whispered. “Oh? That’s a pity. But if you want to cum, you’re going to have to fuck my hand. I’m not going to put in all the work here.” His fingers were still wrapped around my cock loosely. My body responded instinctively, my hips moving upwards as my need for release drove me to do what he said and try to fuck his hand to cum. The motion also slid my hole up his cock a little, the movement sending a bolt of stinging sensation through me at the same time as my cock sent a bolt of pleasure. I gasped at the mixed feelings rushing through me, but again my cock overrode whatever else I was thinking and I did it again. And again. Fucking myself on the impaling cock as I fucked his hand, overwhelmed by the conflicting urges. “Oh, you really are a slut. I’m going to enjoy knocking you up.” I heard the words but couldn’t quite parse his meaning. I also didn’t care in that exact moment, because a second or two later my cock erupted in one the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had. I shot ropes of cum up to my chest and over my stomach, gasping as my body tensed then relaxed, I fell back against Steven’s chest and panted. “Hope you enjoyed your last negative cum shot.” Steven said in my ear as his hand gently caressed my sensitive cock. “Wha..negative?…” I struggled to find words in my post-orgasm state. Now that I’d came, the pain of the cock rearranging my guts was more at the fore front of my mind. “Yeah, I’m assuming you’re HIV negative, right?” My blood ran cold as I began to grasp what was actually happening to me. “Or were at least, because now it’s my turn, and I doubt you will be by the time I’m done with you boy.” Steven’s hand left my cock and grasped my hip again as the hand around my throat suddenly tightened, cutting off all but the slightest trickle of air. I tried to struggle, but Steven basically ignored this as he rolled us over leaving me face down on the couch under him with his cock still buried to the hilt inside me. He slid first one then both knees in between mine forcing my legs apart. He moved from having his hand around my throat to having his arm locked around it in a headlock. My body had adapted ever so slightly to the cock inside me, but there was no preparation for what it was about to endure. He began to fuck me hard, pulling his cock all the way out before slamming it back in – I would have screamed in agony if I’d had the air in my lungs, but all I could manage was a pained wheeze, my nostrils filled with the damp smell of the BO coming from the man raping my recently virgin arse. He grunted in my ear as he power fucked me, balls slapping against my taint each time his hips met the cheeks. My vision started to go slightly dark around the edges as I fought for air. The pain was incredible, but it felt like my hole was getting wetter somehow as he drilled me, something lubricating his shaft some mixture of pre-cum and blood from tearing. Thankfully, right before I was a bout to pass out, his arm around my throat loosened enough for me to catch a gasping breath as he growled in my ear and gave a few final forceful thrusts before burying himself fully. His body tensed and through the burning in my hole I felt his cock twitch. After a moment he relaxed and collapsed on top of me, cock still deep inside me. I trembled and whimpered underneath him. What the fuck? Did I have this dirty old perverts poisonous cum inside me? What was I going to do?

Have a good time. Tell us about the breeding session and him impregnating you ass

even better when the boyfriend arranges the whole thing.

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Part 2 “Ah… yeah sure, I guess.” I had just seen him do it and he seemed normal to me, so I guessed there was nothing to worry about. I passed the last of the joint to Ben and then looked at Matt, not knowing how to do this. “Don´t worry, I´ll just do it and then pass it to you, okay?” he said, inhaling another hit. I wasn´t sure what he meant, but then he leaned closer, looking into my eyes, those thick lips still closed and I understood. I opened my mouth a little and he pressed his lips onto mine, exhaling his smoke into me. I realized quickly, that I hadn´t thought of exhaling my breath before taking the smoke, so my lung quickly were too full and I started coughing. Matt leaned back and looked at me concerned. “Uh, sorry, I never did this before and I guess I should expel my breath before taking someone else´s.” I shrugged apologetically.” Matt smiled. “No worries, first time for everything sexy. Let´s just try again.” He didn´t wait for a reply, just heated the pipe again, sucked in the smoke and then leaned in once more. This time, I knew what to expect and felt more relaxed. Also, this was a perfect excuse to kind of kiss this hot guy again, so I closed my eyes and met his lips after exhaling. Our lips touched, he passed the smoke to me and afterwards sealed my mouth with his lips, kissing me hard. This definitely turned into more than just passing some smoke! “Fuck guys, that´s so hot to watch!” said Ben, who looked at us over his shoulder while just slightly moving his ass along my cock to not disturb us. Matt withdrew and before I could exhale he said “Hold it in for a bit longer Jared, it takes a moment.” He heated the pipe again already, then nodded towards me. I exhaled. The smoke didn´t taste that strongly, especially compared to the pot before. He looked at me. “Are you okay? Feel anything?” I quickly assured him I was alright, but I didn’t feel different than before. “Good. Yeah you probably need a few more hits before you feel it. Let´s just share some more, okay?” He already inhaled the next hit and I nodded. Ben impaled himself on my cock roughly and then grinned at me. “I love that you do that while still inside of me!” I could just laugh at that before Matt leaned in again and we shared another hit of the stuff. We continued like that for a bit, each hit turning more into a makeout session with Matt than the last. At some point I felt my heart start to race and my face to flush, but I couldn´t say if it was from the situation or the T. But fuck, I felt good! When I looked around I saw Matt and Ben looking at me, grinning. Ben had pushed down Matt´s shorts and underwear and was stroking his cock while Matt handled the torch. And fuck, what a cock that was! It must have been like eight inches long and it was thick, the foreskin gliding over an arrow shaped glans that was already coated in lots of precum, while the cock became thicker towards the base. Massive was the only word to describe it, I thought. “Haha, now you definitely feel it, don´t you?” Matt laughed. “Yeah, I do.” I answered, almost ashamed that I had stared for probably a couple of seconds at his cock. But – the shame I expected didn´t really come up. I just felt wonderful, so I said “Man, you have such a great cock!” “Thank you sweety!” Matt answered, passing the torch and lighter to Ben, then taking his left to cradle the back of my head and pull me closer. Now he full on kissed me with his lips and tongue and I felt so excited! I heard Ben using the lighter, so he must have already known the stuff, which made me feel even more at ease. Matt took my right hand with his and wrapped it around his cock, before he started thrusting his cock into my hand. It felt so hot handling this dick! I had jerked off with other guys, but this cock in my hand was something entirely different! And, well. The whole situation around it, of course. Ben looked at us over his shoulder and motioned to us. Matt understood immediately and used his hand at my head to push me towards him. I emptied my lungs and took Ben´s smoke into me. Then I slowly exhaled and a massive cloud escaped. He seemed to be good at this! Ben grinned at me, took another turn at the pipe and fed me the smoke again. This was so fucking hot! I emphasized that with a hard thrust into Ben, that made him gasp and then laugh. “Seems like you… like … that…!” He said, between my thrusts. I had taken my hand absentmindedly from Matts cock and had put it with my other on Ben´s shoulders for more leverage. Matt was still standing at our side, grinning at the show before him and then taking the pipe and lighter, inhaling and exhaling two big clouds while we watched him, his hard cock still standing pretty much straight up, just bending a bit down at the tip. Then Matt motioned for me again and I hesitated. “I don´t know, I feel pretty good already…” I said, my mind going so fast. Ben said: “Oh don´t worry, it just gets better. It´s not like weed, where it’s too much if you continue at the best point. Just take a bit more!” Matt looked at me with big eyes, his pupils dilated, his lips curled to a smile, his cock twitching. He came in and I accepted the smoke into my lungs. Then Matt put a finger on my lips, keeping me from exhaling. “You know what’s hot? Blow it on my cock…” My eyes grew big in surprise, but I guess nothing could happen there. And… I wanted to suck his cock I realized. So I nodded, reaching for his cock, blowing the smoke at it and then caressing his tip with my tongue, sucking up quite the amount of precum. Matt laughed. I looked up at him. “That´s hot man, but really, I meant blowing it around my cock while it’s in your mouth. Let’s do another, okay?” he Said, pushing the stem of the glas pipe between my lips. So I inhaled again. “Hold it for a moment. Let it help you let go Jared. Keep it in your lungs and let it get into your blood and to your brain…” He said in a low, almost hypnotic voice. I kept it for like 20 seconds, then pushed his cock towards my face again and began to really suck it, wrapping my lips around it. When I held a sizeble part of it between my lips, I exhaled the cloud. It was still some white coming out, but much less than I had expected. “Again sweety… That looked so sexy. Next time look up at me, while you do it, okay?” I wanted to ask him, how that could work with me bending down for his cock, but he had already put the stem between my lips, tipped my whole head around with his hands and was lighting the pipe. If I turned my head this way, I could actually look up at him and see his sexy smile I realized… And I grinned back, while I sucked. First the pipe, then his dick. Fuck, it was so majestic, I thought. Having such a big dick must be great and annoying at once… But for sucking, I loved it. While I was mostly top, I really liked sucking nice dicks and could usually deepthroat them. Not so much Matt´s cock, of course. But I could still get a lot of it in my mouth I thought proudly. People who don´t have such a wide jaw as me would probably not stand a chance. So… Then maybe I can be one of his best suckers? The thought occurred to me like I wanted to make Matt proud of me. I looked at him and he had a wide grin on his face. I realized then, that I still held the cloud and slowly exhaled around his cock. “Wow!” Matt said, “you really know how to suck man. And that looked amazing, seeing it vanish in your mouth and your eyes on me, then the cloud escaping your lips… fuck!” His cock twitched and I tasted another bit of precum, but before I could savor it, Matt pulled my head up to his and kissed me again for what felt like an eternity. I´m not sure if I had ever felt such lips… He moved around me slightly, his mouth moving from my lips and along my neck. I could just moan. Neck really was my thing… well, I guess everybody´s, to an extent. Matt licked along my neck, his one hand gripping and cradling my head from the left side. Then… I felt it. First I didn´t realize it in the fog of what was happening. But Matt´s cockhead definitely went slowly into my crack, seeking out my asshole like a heat seeking missile, while Matt slightly pushed against my upper body with his and pushed me towards Ben with his hand on my head.

56 years was the gap. I was 17 and he was 73. He was hot as fuck. One of the first men to insist on breeding me too.

My story is about the same, was at a bathhouse in Vegas for my first visit while living there. A bbc took me by hand to the dark room where a few of his friends were waiting. Before I knew it I had 4 dicks in front of me and one behind me. The one behind me kept saying give home the bottle he is tight. So a guy up front stuck the bottle to my nose closing one nostril and told me to inhale, after the second hit he told his friend "go for it he is ready". Then they took turns trading places for the next few hours.

The intense pleasure you experience as a gay bottom from taking a dick in your ass comes from a combination of strong physiological mechanisms and psychological/emotional factors — both of which are completely normal and well-documented in sexual science. Here's a breakdown: Physical / Physiological Reasons: The anus and rectum are packed with nerve endings that make the area highly sensitive to touch, pressure, stretching, and friction. This alone can feel good, but for people with a prostate (like you), the standout feature is prostate stimulation — often called the "P-spot" or "male G-spot." The prostate gland sits just a couple of inches inside the rectum, on the front wall (toward your belly button). It's a walnut-sized organ full of sensitive nerves. When a penis (or finger/toy) slides in and rubs/presses against it — especially with the right angle, rhythm, or thrusting — it activates those nerves intensely. This often produces a deeper, more full-body, radiating pleasure compared to penile stimulation alone. Many describe prostate orgasms as feeling "insanely good," more intense, longer-lasting, and involving more pelvic contractions (sometimes 12+ vs. 4–8 for typical ejaculation). Blood flow increases to the area during arousal, making the prostate swell and become even more sensitive. The anus itself has dense nerve clusters (pudendal nerves and others) that connect to genital sensation, so the combination of external sphincter stimulation + internal pressure + prostate massage creates layered, building pleasure. Not everyone feels the prostate the same way (some report pleasure from other rectal zones too), but for many gay bottoms, hitting that spot is the main physical driver of why bottoming feels so euphoric. Pain or discomfort usually comes from tension, insufficient lube/relaxation, or wrong angle — when things are right (relaxed sphincters, plenty of lube, arousal, good communication), it transitions to pure pleasure for most. Psychological / Mental Reasons: Beyond the body, a lot of the "why it feels so good" happens in the brain and emotions: Submission / vulnerability — Being the receptive partner can feel deeply intimate and surrendering. For many gay men, there's erotic charge in "giving yourself" to your partner, being "taken," or feeling possessed/claimed. This taps into power dynamics, trust, and closeness that heighten arousal. [banned word] / forbidden thrill — Anal sex still carries cultural stigma (especially for men), which can amplify excitement through the "naughty" or transgressive element — the brain's reward system loves that dopamine hit from breaking norms. Intimacy and connection — Bottoming often involves a lot of trust (relaxing into someone, vulnerability to discomfort turning to pleasure). When it goes well, it creates profound emotional bonding, which makes the physical sensations feel even better. Identity and affirmation — For many gay bottoms, embracing the role feels affirming of their sexuality/desire. It can be empowering to own what brings you pleasure without shame. Conditioned response — Over time, the brain links the physical sensations with sexual reward, so anticipation alone can spike arousal. Orgasm from prostate play can feel "whole-body" because it engages broader nervous system pathways. Everyone's mix is unique — some bottoms love it mostly for the prostate intensity, others lean more into the psychological surrender, and most get a powerful combo of both. If it's feeling consistently amazing for you, that's your body's way of saying these pathways are wired to light up strongly in response. It's a valid, healthy part of human sexuality — no shame or abnormality in enjoying it deeply. Research completed using Claude.

I’ve always been attracted to cock. when I was a kid, I’d always crotch gaze and look for bulges. When I got to the big city, I automatically began servicing cock and balls. I loved swallowing loads. Taking care of the top man was such a turn on. At first I played safe but then started taking raw cock and loads. It’s what the tops wanted to do so I let them. Having the sperm loads inside was such a turn on. Before long I was taking a lot of loads and became a cumdump. An alpha Master top trained and corrupted me to accept all loads. I love having the sperm loads in my hole. I feel so useful and love the connection I have with breeders. I’ve always known I was going to be a sub and it makes total sense that I became a no load refused cumdump

Several attributes come to mind .... 1. a willing attitude 2. respectful demeanor 3. at least some experience, i.e. no "beginners" 4. at least some manners. 5. good hygiene. Those would be a good start.

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Hmm... such an interesting topic! Maybe this could be my choice: When I was 14 and having a summer trip with my father, driving around, we finally went to a small town. We got a room at a nice hotel. He said I have to stay in our room and watch tv or do something while he's gonna go to a hotel's bar / kind of a dance restaurant to spend a night with ladies and dancing. I remember watching him getting ready for the evening, shaving, getting his tie looking good etc. Finally we went downstairs. He gave me money, got into the bar and I went out. I wanted burgers so I went to a joint close by. I returned to the hotel with my meal, watched movies (Planet of the apes), but felt still hungry. So I of course went back outside and started to walk to the burger place once more. Suddenly an older (might have been around 50 then) man appeared from nowhere and stopped me. He asked what is a boy as young as I am doing out. I felt odd talking to this man, and if I took a step away he also followed step by step. Finally he said it's time to get into business and said he wants to suck my dick good. Really good. And drink my young boy cum. Many times. I remember I got an instant hardon and my shorts were like a tent! 😄 He took my hand and was about take me into bushes, but I panicked and tried to run away. He kept saying "please, please, I'm a family man but like boys and young men as well as my wife", and he wants to "enjoy the feeling me shooting my load into his mouth". I couldn't believe what he saying, and run back to hotel. In the front taxi drivers where chatting and they saw me running towards them and stopped me and asked what was wrong. I was out of breath and it took some time before I could tell what just happened. They were not surprised and said the man is famous for sucking cocks, but this time he seemed to have been trying a boy too young. I relaxed, thanked them and even went to get my new burger again... But, I couldn't see the man anymore. Half an hour later back in our room, eating and watching still the same movie, I realized the big mistake I just made. I was offered cock sucking, and since I had almost zero experience back then, that would have been my chance to get a bj! And I was fool and gave it away. So, if I was back in the same situation my advice would be: let the man suck you as much as he likes. And only after that get the second burger.

Met a guy on BBRTS. Turns out he was a former client of mine (face was hidden). He’d read my profile, so knew I was chasing. Told me “I haven’t been on prep for years. I don’t know my status”. Yeah, my hole twitched. He came over. Hot retired fireman. He’s fucking me really well. Says to me “You sure you have no problem taking a poz load?” I said yeah. “Alright then, here it is!” And blew one of the biggest loads of my life in me. Could instantly feel how wet and full I was. He pulls out and some leaks out. It wasn’t till the next morning i was standing in the bathroom and suddenly had cum running down my leg. Fuck, I want this guy again!

Not yet, but in another hour my sweet FB is coming over. i'm a bit amazed at how i feel about Him coming over to fuck me after 6 years of 2-4x a week breeding. It just never gets old with Him. It's totally just a FB thing, we don't really have anything else in common, but damn the fuck chemistry we have blows me away. It may just be me lol. i'm easy, convenient. He's Bi but i don't think He's had a GF for a couple of years now. i got pretty freaky with Him yesterday, not sure what He thinks or feels about what i wrote about yesterday, but He seemed to like it. i find myself connecting with Him in unexpected ways. It's really good.

True. It depends on the scenery. Once in Gran Canaria I fucked a random boy in the darkroom, ass up on a fuckbench. Fucked and loaded him. Did some walking in circles in the club afterwards. After about 15 min. I re-entered the darkroom, the boy was still there on the same spot. I touched his ass and jockstraps, which was drenched with cum. It made me get hard again in a split second and fucked his sticky cumass again and delivered a second load in him again. Bare and lots of cum involved is boner material too me. Poz is always a bonus and a toxic one I can only dream of. Poz on meds myself .

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I wanna fuck some neg holes, with my toxic seed. HMU