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DanishDude76

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  1. When I’m horny I spread my legs and hole for any hard cock that comes along - and to be honest when I spread my legs for a not-so-hot-guy it actually makes me more hard and slutty than when I’m with somebody hot and sexy. Two weeks ago I got fucked raw by a really ugly truckdriver - he was overweight, bad haircut, slightly dirty and smelly but he had a huge thick cock. He fucked me in his bunkbed behind the drivers seat and his bedsheets smelled of old cum and sweat … and I was so turned on that I came without even touching my dick halfway through the fuck. That made him even hornier and he fucked me hard and raw for 10 more minutes before he unloaded inside me while he told me how much cum he was going to pump inside my horny pussy. I think it is about being able to let completely go of all control and not feeling you have to look attractive or sexy because the guy you are with can not exactly be picky. So go for it guys - get bare-fucked by the ugly ones 😉
  2. I prefer a loose well-fucked hole. I have a fuckbuddy - a total bottom - who has the most beautiful loose hole. He knows how to really turn me on: he sits in the center of his sofa with his ass slightly pushed forward for easy access and his legs pulled up and placed on the edge on either side of him. This position totally exposes his pussy and the view is phenomenal: because he takes so much cock and cum his hole is not a closed dot but more of an elongated slit a little more than an inch in length (about 3 cm). I love to lick his manpussy - feel my tongue slide inside his fuck-slit and feel it contract around my tongue before I get up and push my cock inside him. He moans and wriggles like a bitch in heat and it is soooo hot. The grand finale is me licking and tongue-fuck him after I have cum inside him while he plays with his cock until he shoot all over his abs and chest. More often than not I’ll find his pussy has already taken a load or two before I arrive and that really gets me going!! He is a true whore - just the way I like them 😉
  3. I had a fuckbuddy that I met with regularly in the local bathhouse and he and I would have fantastic bareback sex for hours. A few times he had asked me what my thoughts were on watersports and I honestly told him that I had never tried playing with piss and that I didn’t really know what to think. In my head it sounded hot and naughty but whether it would be like that in real life might be a different matter. One day he and I met up to have a sex and we had been at it for about an hour when I ended up on my back with him straddling me on the chest and pushing his fat long cock into my mouth to suck on. I used my tongue on his shiny cockhead and took as much I could of his shaft into my mouth as well. At one point he kind of froze and sat very still on my chest and I started to wonder what was going on when I suddenly felt my mouth fill up with a hot liquid and it didn’t take long to realize that it wasn’t cum. He looked down and winked at me and I tried the best I could to swallow as much of his piss as I could. It was very erotic and the thought of his golden juice being inside me was very intoxicating. The next time we met we had agreed to drink loads of water before coming to the bathhouse. We got undressed and decided to find an empty toilet where we could play without making a mess of the fuck cabins upstairs. It was totally hot - we took turns pissing on each other, in the face, in the mouth, all over the body and when we were empty my friend turned me around and fucked me fast and hard over the toiletbowl. We played WS many times since - highly recommendable. But don’t eat asparagus before a WS session - the smell of your urine is not very pleasant 😉
  4. The short answer for my part is yes, I actually like being poz. But then again I have never experienced any problems and I live in a country (Denmark) where everything health related is paid for by the government through our taxes meaning I don’t have to worry about costs for meds, check-ups, blood tests etc. For me becoming poz was liberating. I know there are other nasty STDs out there but for me the big bad wolf was always HIV and once that bridge was burned it seemed like the sky was the limit for me sexually. I remember when I came out of the HIV clinic for the second time 1 month after my initial diagnosis and knew that all was shipshape and Bristol fashion I went straight to the biggest bathhouse in Copenhagen (Amigo), cleaned out my ass real good and then went for it. It was the summer of 2008 and the city was full of tourists - also inside the bath house. So I got fucked and fucked and fucked until I could barely stand on my feet and after 8 hours!! in there I went home with a sore and very loose ass still dripping cum despite my efforts to clean it out before I left. To this day I have no idea how many guys fucked me and how many loads I took - after the first hours where I counted 11 loads everything became a bit of a blurr but boy was it great!! And the biggest miracle was that I didn’t catch any other STDs after that little party. Would I reverse what happened if I could? No - certainly not. If I should have lived a live safe from HIV it would mean suppressing a great part of my life - my sexuality - and that just wouldn’t be a life worth living in my opinion.
  5. It was not one single event for me - more of a gradual transition from a HIV-scared guy to a HIV-informed guy who decided that, with the arrival of HIV-meds, a sexlife without condoms was way more appealing than the opposite. I didn't engage in sex with guys with the intention NOT to use a condom but if nobody else insisted I wouldn't either. And gradually that changed to the point where it was a deal-breaker for me if somebody insisted on using condoms. I've always been attracted to casual, anonymous sex in rest rooms, parking lots, nudie beaches etc. and very early about 80-85% of the guys I met here were also not bothering with condoms so finding sex partners to bareback with was not hard.
  6. Hi Jake, not everybody gets the fuck flu - some simply becomes poz without knowing it. I got the fuck flu back in 2008 about 2 weeks after the guy who pozzed me dumped his load. The fuck flu lasted for about 4-5 days and the initial symptoms (fever, headache, red dots on my chest etc.) only lasted 24-48 hours and then all was fine except some swelling in the lymph nodes in my groin so I wouldn't worry too much about.
  7. I'm a great fan of bareback gangbang porn but I have a really hard time locating film where you can see the bottom getting filled. Either the tops pull out and cum all over his cock and balls or it is clear that the movie has been cut so between each load the bottom cleans up. Anybody who know movies where you can see the bottom getting filled by load after load?
  8. 2 years ago I would have reacted with horror and disgust if somebody told me they were turned on by sex between father and son - but then Covid and lock-downs happened and a chain of events were set in motion in our little household that made my world spin out of control! I became a father at 24 when my fiancé at the time told me she was pregnant. The relationship didn’t last - basically because I was more into men than women - and I ended up moving to Copenhagen and she and our son stayed in Jutland. I paid child support and that was about the only connection I had with my son through the years. My ex married another man and he became the de facto father for my son. Fast forward to 2019 - my son, who was now 19, was supposed to start studies at Copenhagen university and finding a place to live in Copenhagen for a student with close to no income proved impossible. My ex contacted me and asked if I had a spare room and as I live in a rather large house in the suburbs of Copenhagen this was definitely an option. In the end my son reached out to me and everything was settled and he moved in by the end of the summer of 2019. He is a really good looking guy - muscular, strawberry blond hair, blue eyes and a very nice and friendly disposition. I myself am not too bad looking either and pride myself on staying in good shape etc. From the beginning I was very honest with him about the reason why I left his mother and why we agreed that growing up with her would probably be the best solution for all. He was fine with everything and didn’t hold any grudges so right from the onset all was fine. We settled into a daily routine - I going to work and attending to the chores around the house, he attending his studies at university, I did the shopping and if he was home for dinner we would prepare something together. He would be hanging out with his friends from university and I would hang out with my friends so we got along really well. I have to admit there were occasions where I couldn’t help noticing how incredibly sexy he looks and that would also make my trousers feel a little tight in the front! But I quickly stopped myself and reminded myself that he is my biological son for crying out load!! The Corona hid in March 2020 and Denmark basically closed down overnight and he and I were suddenly confined to the house 24/7. Again we found a good routine with regard to my work and his studies - and since both he and I had been regulars at the local gym we also started to come up with some exercises and workout routines that we could do in our home. We would normally get up around 6-6.30 and start out with our exercises, then jump in the shower, eat breakfast and be ready for work and studies around 8 o’clock. The exercises would take place in the dining room where there is a lot of open floor space and we quickly started helping each other during various repetitions and routines due to the lack of gym equipment. As we started the days with exercising right after having jumped out of bed, we would both be in our underwear and nothing else and I very soon became painfully aware of the effect his young body had on me. To sit real close to him, smelling the scent of young male coming off of his body. Seing the sweat form patches between his legs and above his ass crack, the scent from his armpits … I was completely turned on! And was horrified by the fact! And of course he noticed my discomfort - and quickly guessed the reason. And he turned out to be much more relaxed about it than me. One morning, three weeks into the lockdown, we were on the floor in the dining room in our underwear when he suggested we try a new routine. Basically either he og I should lie flat on the floor on our backs and the other would then place his knees on the shoulders on the one lying down. The one lying down should then raise his legs into upright position only using his abs and thigh muscles. And he wanted me to go first which I agreed to without really realizing what this routine would mean in terms of proximity. I got down on my back and suddenly he crouched down at my head placing his knees on my shoulders thereby placing my face right between his thighs and I could clearly feel his packages touching the top of my head. When I started lifting my legs he would raise himself slightly as if to make sure I couldn’t move my upper body off the floor. But this movement meant that his package and crotch were now placed squarely over and partly on my face - and I’m pretty sure no straight gym buddies have ever done this routine!! The scent from his crotch was intoxicating and the view and feel of his package as it graced lightly against my nose and mouth, just separated by the fabric of his underwear, was too much for me and I began getting hard. Which obviously made me panic completely. I tried to get up but he had anticipated this and in one fluid, quick move he dove down over my upperbody, slid his hands under the waistband of my underwear and pushed them down releasing my cock which sprang up and slapped back against my stomach. The next I felt was his warm mouth engulfing my cockhead and by then I was too far gone to care about anything. I pushed him sideways until we were in the 69 position and ripped off his underwear revealing his rockhard cock and tight, full balls and I just went to town. We sucked each other like madmen and soon - within seconds of each other - we shot our loads into each other’s mouths. Afterwards we lay exhausted next to each other but eventually I sat up and looked down on my beautiful son who had drops of my cum down his chin. He smiled broadly up at me and said 'You probably have a trillion things to say about how wrong this is but I have never been so turned on before in my life and by the look of things neither have you and since nobody can get pregnant why don't we just go for round two?' and with that he pulled med down on top of him and started kissing me with a fire and passion that got me going in no time. It marked the beginning of a fantastic relationship that is still ongoing. Both he and I know this is completely wrong but for now we just enjoy each other in all ways possible and then we just wait and see what lies ahead. My son has always been into older men and as we were never together when he grew up he doesn’t see me as his father but more as a mature man he can have sex with in safe surroundings and experiment with. I’ve always had a healthy appetite for sex so sharing my house with a horny young man who gets an erection if a door slams too hard is a dream.
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