Marlin

I've reached the point in my life where if a guy insists on condoms I won't meet up. Luckily that scenario is very rare these days as the vast majority of guys will bareback.

I said nothing about consent. I'm just commenting on how different things are now. What concerns me is that boys are being exposed to sex long before they are emotionally mature enough to make their own decisions.

I'm finding very few men insist on condoms anymore. Most guys are on PrEP, Virtually all poz guys are on meds and more and more men on doxy. I don't have a huge circle of playmates but it's been a really long time since I've met a man that insists on either of wearing a condom

That's me....I'm a bareback top and always cum in their ass. Since I've gotten off in their hole, I only feel that's its fair they cum in my mouth and then share some back....

Awesome dick and treasure trail

Love me some BBC

Don't shave, love your cock and bush

I have a married fuckbud and my biggest turn on is sending him home to his unsuspecting husband filled with my semen. A few times he went to bed still filled and waking up with a wet spot where it leaked out.

There were a few steps for me in my journey. My first awakening was hitting puberty. I was 12, the summer between 7th and 8th grade when I First sprouted pubic hair and my penis began to grow. I was totally ignorant about sex and had no conception of intercourse, orgasm or semen. I had frequent erections, but I had yet to ejaculate. One day I found a book called the sensuous woman hidden in a drawer in my parents' bedroom. One section described how a woman would use a vibrator to achieve something called an orgasm. My family had a massager/ vibrator we would use for muscle aches. One day I brought the massager to my bedroom, dropped my pants, laid down, turned it on and placed it on my penis. It felt great and I became erect immediately, but what happened next was a complete surprise. Without warning my penis spasmed and this viscous, white fluid began to shoot from my penis. I had no idea what it was, but it smelled like chlorine and soaked my T-shirt. I took my shirt off, hid it in my closet, scared my mother would find it and swore I would never do it again, but by that evening my penis was erect again and I remembered how great it felt. Soon I was doing it multiple times a day. Then one day my cousin was over, and I told him about. We both used the vibrator and had orgasms and the whole time I fantasized about sucking his penis and tasting his semen. It never happened but my awakening had happened. The next year in 9th grade was the first time I had seen other guys naked in the locker room and showers. Some guys were pre-pubescent, totally smooth, no pubic hair, high voices and tiny yet to develop penises, and others had nice large penises surrounded by ample pubic hair. A few of the Italian guys had the beginning of chest hair and whiskers, but what really turned me on were the black guys whose flaccid penises were bigger than mine when fully erect. I now had something to masturbate to every evening. I even started to masturbate in the men's room at school.

Perfect ass. Just the right amount of hair and cum

As someone who enjoys rimming as much as fucking I much prefer just using spit and saliva. I spend a lot of time with my tongue inside a man's hole so it's usually pretty wet. If it gets too dry I will often pull out and go back in with my tongue or even better have the bottom get my dick wet again with a nice blow job. The I'll go back in, kissing him as I fuck him. It's all about sharing every fluid. It also eliminates any cleanup. No lube, Kleenex. Everything end up in our mouth or ass.

The first couple years of sex for me was just oral. AIDS was deadly so I was scared to fuck. Back then there was a shopping plaza that was a popular cruising area. Men would drive around, make eye contact and then head to a secluded area. I gave and received a lot of blow jobs. I especially loved swallowing cum. One night I met a guy a little older than me. We stopped, chatted and suggested we go to an apartment parking lot nearby. It was secluded and quiet. I followed him, parked next to him and got out and got in his car. He had a big Oldsmobile sedan with a bench seat. When I got in I slid my pants down and slid his completely off on to the floor of the car. He started sucking me, getting me hard and quite wet. The next thing I know he's climbing on top of me, aims his cock toward his hole and sits on it. OMG, I had never been inside a man. Tight, warm, awesome. He started riding me and within less than a minute, without any warning I started cumming. This was so more intense than a blow job or certainly jerking off. He soon started to sit up allowing my dick to pop out and then the panic hit me. He loved it, it felt great. I quickly dressed, went home and couldn't sleep worried about AIDS. I soon remembered how good it felt, but the type of hookups I was having didn't lend themselves to fucking. Within a year I met a bf and for some reason....maybe love my worries were over and I fucked him often and never with a condom. We never discussed condoms or status

I love being rimmed and have a new experience with a bud of mine that doesn't want me to shower before he rims me. The first time he did it he came up and kissed me. It was so hot tasting what he tasted

Crabs years ago, then HIV, then syphillis twice.