Faggot2serve

I love to slam and hit the cruisy woods that are only a mile from my house. As soon as I get off the paved path and into the woods I strip naked and headed to the spot that I know there is a chair I can sit on and enhance my experience with some chemicals flowing through my veins. I set up the point and hit easily. I left no doubt of what I wanted as I had written FAGGOT and CUM DUMp across my chest, I quickly ran into a guy who wanted his nipple abused and some head. I then knelt in the dirt worshipping his cock and asked politely for him to breed my hole. He said he wasn't into it but did turn around and presented his hole for more worship, I ate him like the whore I am. After a 30 minute play session and no cock in my hole we took a break. I continues cruising and it started to get dark I love that because I can walk around on the main paved paths either naked or in a jock depending on how spun I am. I cruised for another hour occasionally running into the guys who wanted a quick feel or put a few fingers in my hole. I decided I had tried hard enough for the night and began to head out. As I got to 50 feet from the entrance I noticed a hot black guy following close behind. As I turned around to see him, he turned down a dirt path. I quickly followed him about 10 feet into the woods. He had his cock out and I dropped to my knees. It was nice and hard already about 8 fat inches. I was still spun so it was so delicious. He began fucking my throat ,always a sign I would get it up the ass. I asked and he said turn around and get in the dirt. I got on all fours and he got behind me. He slid right into my welcoming pig hole and pounded away Finally I was in my zone. It ended too quick when I felt the pulsating of his meat and the wet feeling in my hole. Every bottom loves that feeling. He was not done. He kept the pounding up. I thoughI might get a second load but eventually he stopped . He got up and I followed. As I bent over to find my jock that I had been carrying I felt his cock on my hole again. The pounding resumed until I felt the quiver of his cock, nowhere as intense as the first time but the coveted second load was deposited. I thanked hm profusely, said fuck putting on the jock and headed out naked. I walked out into the parking lot. There is a wall at the edge whee I thought should get dressed. Boy I was a happy faggot.

I started cruising 52 years ago at 14. I would go to the mall with my mother and head straight to the men’s room at Sears or Jordan Marsh. I quickly learned as a freshman in high school about the cruisey men’s rooms in Harvard Square. I modified my trip home to change buses there and my parents thought I was involved in a lot of after school activities. Back then you found other cruising areas by reading stall walls. At 15 I had an after school and summer job in downtown Boston when the Combat Zone was at its heyday. I was on vacation with my parents in SF and looked bathhouses up in the yellow pages. While they went off to a drag show I went to my first bathhouse. There was a 4 story CBC bathhouse in Boston that I got into the first time at 16 using my ID from my parents Florida condominium that didn’t have a birthdate on it. It was a totally different day and age. I have never stopped cruising. I had to have had 1000 guys before 18. Now I can only extrapolate and have no way of an accurate count but it has to be well over 10,000. Fuck, I’m 66 and I’ve had 10 in the last two weeks.

So I headed out yesterday in the bright sunshine and of course heat. The OUI/drugs charge that I was still working on getting out of puts me on foot power but there is a hot cruising spot in the park and a video store within walking distance. I was feeling extra slutty so on went my harness and assless brief. I headed to the park and into the woods to my favorite spot. I like to strip down. There is a nice log setup down a short path where I can bend over. I got in position. Guys can see me from the main path. Although it was a sunny Sunday afternoon the place was virtually deserted. It was too hot but not for this naked cum dump. Only two other guys. Both walked by a few times. Sometimes ass up, head down is too much for many cruisers. No takers. After about 45 mint of an empty hole it was time to move on. I headed to the video store less than a mile down the road. Paid my $20 all day admission to the booths in back. It took a few minutes but I made eye contact with an Asian guy. I walked up to him and grabbed his cock. Straight to a booth we went. I stripped down. He pulled up his shirt and I pulled down his shorts revealing a nice small dick. I got my mouth around it and felt the sensation I love so much. A man’s growing cock in my mouth. Then the moans of pleasure. I sensed he needed nipple play as well. I pinched them and his cock got bigger. A nice 5in of a very pretty cock. He was completely smooth except a small bush and he was a small guy. About the size of a youngster. I let my [banned word] fantasies take over. i continued to please him and his hand started down my back to what I love. Reaching around to finger my pig hole. I stood up and bent over and he quickly pushed in. He pounded away hitting right on my prostate. Unfortunately we were interrupted by a guy telling us my phone had slid into the next booth. Since I had a phone stolen a couple months back during an outside fuck session I quickly picked it up. i grabbed my new boy and held him in my arms, feeling his silky smooth skin, sucking and biting his nipples while he jerked off. My fantasies were going wild. He told me he was coming. I missed a spurt that went on my leg and took the rest down my throat. I wiped the cum off my legs and did not waste a drop. He bent down to me, gave me a passionate kiss, pulled up his pants, I grabbed him for one more kiss and off he went. I sat naked in the open booth regaining my equilibrium. Few more minutes cruising around and I walked by a guy, door open , no pants jerking off in a booth with a gh. I love an audience. We made eye contact, in I went right down in my knees. Another pretty cock that grew to probably 6 1/2. Fits right back in my throat for lengthy sucking. We poppered up and I worked my oral magic. I got him close a few times, hearing the moans his cock getting rock hard and the tightening balls but the poppers kept the cum in. We were hitting them hard. We each had our own bottle. After 25-30 mins of sucking we needed a break. I got dressed and sat in the hallway catching my breath. By this time I was disappointed that I didn’t have any loads in my pig hole. The cum dump I am craves cum in my hole. I had been there a few hours and it was time to head home with a last stop back at my favorite spot in the woods. I got there and took my cum dump position. It was busier but guys didn’t seem interested. 5-7 walked by. I was ready to give up when a guy walked by. Stopped, looked, walked away, came back walked in and played with my ass. I know usually that they then smack it hard and walk away. I was disappointed but he hesitated and walked back. I should say I always stay head down so I only see their legs. He took the position that lets me know I will love what’s coming, both feet firmly planted behind me. I heard the zipper and felt his cock semi hard on my hole. He was good. He knew how to get hard by pushing his cock around and in and out my hole. He hardened up as he pushed deeper and deeper. It was heaven and the best was pure skin on skin with only his precum as lube. He knew how to use my hole. Deep thrusts, pounding, swirling his cock around he worked it well and he could hold off cumming. He must have used my hole for at least 30 minutes. Finally! As I tightened my hole, he pounded harder and started to moan. I didn’t want it to end but I needed to feel his load explode in me. I had been waiting all day. And that he did. A nice big hot load that I felt deep. He took a breath, turned around and walked away, pulling up his pants as he walked away. I sat for a few minutes, I wanted more but no more cruisers came by. I got dressed and treated myself to an Uber home.

My bf loves to eat or fuck into my cum filled hole. He doesn’t send me out, I just surprise him. I know if some guy fills me up I should find my bf soon after.

I grew up in a Irish catholic family in the 70s. I could have been accepted as an axe murderer easier than saying I was gay. So I hid in the closet and was married for 36 years. I started playing with my best friend at 10 and never stopped. The entire time I was married I played with guys. I even sucked a guy off in the hotel gym lockerroom on my honeymoon. She found out after about 20 or so years and we had a marriGe of convenience. Financially it made sense. two years ago the house of cards fell down. I finally came out and got to be me at 63!

Has anyone else been recognized from porn videos you’ve posted online. I posted some videos on NKP and Squirt. Apparently they got copied to twitter. I posted more videos to NKP last week. A guy emails me through NKP and tells me he is so glad he found out who I am. He had seen the videos on Twitter and jerked off multiple times. When he saw my new videos on NKP he saw the same videos that he loved on twitter. voila- he found me! it was quite an honor, actually.

My best friend as a kid started using me as his pig when I was 10 and he 11. I knew what my calling was then, to serve. I remember the first time he pissed on me. We were showering in his parents house. I was on my knees and he just let his stream go all over me. I knew i loved being used as a toilet from that moment on.

Just got drenched head to toe with chempiss and marked as his by my bf.

It was way before the 1990s

I lived on the other end of Cape Cod for 30 years and I got up to Pee-town frequently. ironically the trip up on old one lane Rt 6 north of Orleans with speed traps was always slow and full of anticipation and took longer than driving to Boston. I don't think I ever went up and did not visit the Dick Dock. Busy weekends were the best. 4th of July and Bear Week was busy every night. But any night if it was warm enough to play outside would have some guys there after last call. There were nights I met up with guys before the night began once it got dark. unfortunately I have moved to god forsaken NH. My last time there last summer, i pointed in the car with my partner. As I was rushing I walked to the boatslip, down the path,( I don't know what fence , you walk right in) there were probably 25-30 guys there. I stripped to my jock and harness, leaned over one of the supporting trusses and put my ass out. I know that I got what I expected. Always better than a bathhouse. It is free. There were so many times there the details run together. I never left without multiple loads in me. I miss Cape Cod.

I worked in hotels from 19-26. I was a manager so usually if the hotel was not sold out I had a room available to me. Countless hook ups . many years later I sold cars. A few times guys I had hooked up with before would come in. Three or four times i went on extended test drives. Swallowing their cocks to seal the deal.

I got kicked out of one of my favorite. Their bathroom was out of order. I needed to clean out before I went in and stripped in a booth and served any takers. So I took my douche ball out to the parking lot It had rained so I was using puddle water to fill it up. Then I was going behind their fence and squeezing up my pig hole. I was rather shitty I guess as I needed extra work. About the 4 or 5th fill up the manager came out and told me to get the fuck out. the kicker was my bf was inside in a booth taking loads. I had to sit in the car and wait.

My first understall load was at 13 in a Sears bathroom. I still remember it

Total sub faggot. I obey and serve. Training on @gayslaveacademy. I always need to submit better. i have been serving men since before I had pubes. Body count is in the 5 figures. One of the benefits of age is experience. Love to get spun and take my love of satisfying real men to a hole super level.

Bf and I had been having a hard time for a few days. A fight on the weekend and no visits from lady Tina made for a dull few days. I had a load sprayed on my face the day before but my hole had been empty for a few days. As sometimes can happen a good night’s sleep curled up together can change a lot. When i woke up I put my hand where it always belongs, right on that fat 10 inch cock between his legs and found what I hoped for, hard morning wood. I scooted down and wrapped my mouth around it. I knew how he loved to wake up to my mouth doung what it does best. Being together for almost a year I know how to please him. Stay on his covered head for a bit, then slowly up and down, back up, down to the root, open my throat to take him deep, pull the foreskin back and stay on the head. All the while listening to the moans. I hopped between his legs so i could take him deeper down the throat. Then i heard what I love, ‘How do you want it’ I answered as I usually do ‘However you want to fuck me’ on your belly I was told. I flipped over, pillow under me and he was in deep in one push. We both moaned together. It doesn’t take long when it is make up sex. We both knew what we love. Fast, deep thrusts and I heard the magic words. ‘Im gonna cum’. He layed on top of me for a wile as I felt the last few drops push out. I wanted to keep his seed in me but being the faggot that I am I stay naked at home. As i was reaching for something in the kitchen a few hours later I felt the gush out of my pig hole onto the kitchen floor. What a load! Then i heard what I knew was this pig’s job ‘Lick it up’