BadBob214

Been totally bareback for the last 20 years and only occasionally had a condom used on me in the previous 20. Had chlamydia once and crabs twice from the same man.

Love it when a guy shoves his cock down my throat so, I can't breath and holds it there until I'm gagging and producing fluid. Makes good lube.

Once I cum I'm horny again within twenty minutes to half an hour depending on where I am. If I'm at a sauna and there's more cock readily on offer it can be that quick. I'm 63 and my libido is almost the same as when I was twenty. All guys are different. One guy I meet fairly regularly says he only gets horny every two or three days and he's only in his forties.

As long as there's a nice load at the end I don't mind what size I'm sucking.

Excellent. 🥰

Love the taste of a guys cum and the smell. Love the odour of sperm on my clothing long after the taste has gone.

Bizarre, I thought I was the only one who loves ugly tops. Guys with any disfigurement are a turn on too.

Love it when I know a top is cuming in me preferably when he's loud and vocal. When topping I'm always loud when I cum😁

I love it although, you have to pick your days for it here in Ireland. I live the feel of the fresh air on my skin and the thrill and risk of being caught

Always Always Raw.

Love having it done and love doing it even more.

Probably not common at all. Everyone is different so, whole it suits both of us well I can see it's not for everyone.

She doesn't have much interest in sex. She had a boyfriend for a while but, that was over five years ago. Shame 'cause he was a nice guy although a bit boring 😴 🤣

I came out to my wife almost 15 years ago. We had been married for 16 years at that time and hardly ever had sex. I have always been attracted to men and been having sex with men since I was in my late teens. She couldn't have been more understanding and supportive and we are still best friends, very happy and still live together. We have an open relationship and I meet men whenever I want. Personally I couldn't live a lie anymore. I got severe depression and felt suicidal. I realised that even if we had divorced and I'd ended up with nothing and had to start all over again, it still would have been better than the life I had at the time.

I experience the same as BootmanLA. I'm extremely horny in the spring and my libido drops off in Autumn and winter. I'm 63 now but I've always felt the same. I suffered from stress and depression around 20 years ago (work related) and completely lost interest for almost a year.

Excellent. Can't wait for more.

Doesn't do it for me at all. A huge turn off. Like wise guys who stink.

I think you need to be specific as to where you actually pierced yourself. Presumably you mean between your hole and your balls?

Definitely not. Gay or straight.

So, I've always been a bottom. Since my first gay sex when I was 17 I always loved being fucked. I met a guy just before Christmas. He was was young, slim and had a lovely body. He was completely versatile and while I had my tongue up his arse I had a strong urge to fuck him. He was very accommodating and I fucked him bareback. This weekend I met another guy, a total bottom. I loved fucking his young arse, had a fantastic orgasm and filled him with my seed. I had fucked a few guys in the past but, always before or after I'd been fucked. In the last six months or so, my desire to top has become very strong, especially after meeting the guy at Christmas. I've even changed my preferences on a couple of apps from bottom to top. Has anyone else had this happen to them? I longer desire to bottom at all!

Strewth I feel like an amateur! Five loads in one night was my personal record.

Always raw. For me it's not enjoyable sex with any barrier between my partner at the time.

Similar story to most you all. Don't be afraid of who you are and don't wait until your 40 sometimes to come out. Oh, and get as much cock as you can when your young 😏

****3**** It woke up a couple of hours later in a soft, warm, comfortable bed. It took a few seconds for it to remember what it had submitted to and what had been done to it. A sharp pain soon reminded it. It remembered the intense pain as his testicles and scrotum were severed from his body. The sound of them landing in the metal tray. He could also feel the result of the assault on his arse. He put his hand down to his crutch where once his balls had lived. There was a thick padded dressing under his cock. Thankfully his cock was still attached to him. His hand moved to his arse. His hole felt still slightly open and he was able to insert two fingers without having to stretch his sphincter. It wondered if it would ever return to normal. The Master sat in his armchair. Now showered and fully clothed he was very happy with how the boy had submitted and the results of his emasculation. He hoped that his insemination of the boy would be successful. He couldn't see how it would not. He had procreated with at least three other men who were now permanently carrying his babies and they had all been fertilised on the first or second breeding. There was one other large procedure and a few small cosmetic changes that he would do to it but, they would have to wait until it had recovered fully from its castration. Over the next few weeks the Master took care of it. Giving it the occasional salt bath to help the healing process and cleaning and dressing the wound. He had access to a vet should there be any complications or infections of the site but luckily he was healing nicely. There had been a fare amount of swelling initially but this was to be expected and in just two weeks it was starting to look like there would be only a small scar. Of course he fucked it regularly. Initially he had to be careful not force its legs apart too much as he didn't want to tear the wound but he managed to fuck it quite adequately from behind with its legs almost closed. It loved being fucked by the Master. His hole longed to be filled with as much seed as he could get. Three weeks past and one morning it woke in a soaking wet bed. Every muscle in its body ached. His head and even his eyes were painful. It was convinced it had an infection from its castration. It told the Master how he felt and was a little surprised when the Master smiled. He checked its wound site and was happy to confirm that it was healing nicely and the was absolutely no sign of anything untoward. "You're converting boy, you have the fuck flu. Your body is trying to fight off the bug in my seed that is infiltrating and taking over your body. My seed will win and you will be pregnant. This is good. You are bound to me forever or at last for the rest of your life" At that particular moment the last thing on its mind was sex. It was the first thing on the Masters. The Master took of his shirt, shoes, trousers and underwear. His cock was fully erect and engorged with blood. He told it to turn over and unceremoniously mounted it from behind. He was rampant. The boy was pregnant with his seed, he had to fuck it. Its hole felt so good that morning. It felt tighter and was definitely hotter due to its fever. It felt wonderful on his hard cock. The boy had little arousal, he just wanted to be allowed to go back to sleep, but the Master was to have his way. He ravaged the boy, fucking him like it was the first time. It only took ten minutes before the pressure in him was so high he had to release. Sperm shot from his cock filling and coating its guts. Even the boy thought he could feel the explosion inside his so intense was the Masters ejeculation. The Master slipped his cock from its hole and lay on the bed beside it. It's hole throbbed and it could feel warm wet cum leaking from his hole. Sperm leaked over the dressing where once his balls had been and onto his cock which for the first time in three weeks seemed to come to life. It rolled over onto its back allowing its erection to stand vertically, bobbing as it stood. The Master saw it. "Relieve yourself boy, you deserve it" Even though physically drained from his ill health and fucking he reached down and grabbed his cock. It hadn't been stimulated for so long it felt fantastic. As he massaged his member, he wondered he would still produce any fluid as he no longer had balls that produce sperm. He didn't need to worry. Within just a few minutes he felt his climax approaching. Within seconds semen shot high in the air and landed back on his stomach. His prostate having released its juice. "You'd better clean that mess up boy, use your fingers and your mouth. The protein will be good for you. It did as it was told cleaning every last drop. When he was finished the Master told him to get some sleep and threw the bed covered over him. He slept the sleep of the dead for almost three days, only rousing to drink or use the bathroom. The fuck flu had hit him hard. It was two weeks before he felt well enough to leave his bed. The Master had cared for it well during that time. Feeding it, cleaning it and changing its dressings. Three months past and it was getting used to the Masters ways, requirements and constant need to fuck. The Master had a huge sexual appetite. Not that it wasn't grateful. It loved being the target of his desire. The wound had healed very nicely. There was a small lump and red area at the castration site but, that would reduce even more with time. Eventually it wouldn't be obvious that there had ever been anything there. It was ready for the next procedure. One morning it was lead down to the playroom. As the Master opened the door it saw another man. It was a little embarrassed as he was naked and no one other than the Master had seen that he was now a eunuch, an unmanned male. The Master commanded him to lay on the bench. The same bench that three months ago he had been laying face down on as a complete male. The man lifted it cock and looked at the wound. "Nice job, very neat" The Master smiled at the man and he smiled back. "So, ready for the next stage" said the man. "Yes as discussed" It was very nervous now, the only thing left was his cock. Was the man here to cut it off. He began shaking and tears filled his eyes. The man took a syringe from a black medical bag. He inverted it and squeezed the plunger in order to expel and residual air then injected its cock in a couple of places, then in the flesh around the cock. It didn't want to lose its cock. He still liked to touch it and occasionally the Master would allow him cum. The man took a pin from his bag and stuck it into its penis in several places to confirm that all feeling had been dulled. Then to its horror the man took scalpel from the same steel kidney bowl that a few months ago had held his dead, severed testicles. It could feel what was happening but there was no pain, only the dull sensation of the man cutting around the entire circumference of his penis at its head. He realised, with some relief, that he was being circumcised. However the man wasn't finished yet. He felt the man cutting around the circumference of his cock again, this time close to his body at the base. He then felt a tearing sensation as the man removed all the flesh from the base of his cock to its head. He then proceeded to stitch the flesh from both ends together, essentially his cock would just be the domed end and he would be unable to achieve an erection. The last thing he did was to make a deep incision and the base of his cock close to where the root of his cock entered his body. He did nothing more than stitch this incision with two stitches. The Master looked very pleased with the results. The whole procedure had taken less than an hour and now he had a eunuch slave with nothing more than a nub of penis, useless for nothing more than to pee out of, although he would be able to achieve orgasm with stimulation which would be very useful in controlling the boy. "Any problems, give me a shout but it should be fine. I'll leave you enough pain killers and three more shots to give it. I'll come and check that mare in a few days anyway. Should be able to take the caste off then" The boy realised that this man, who had just ruined him was a vet. The Master looked at it and smiled. "You are now complete boy. Your cock is like a clit and that last incision has destroyed your ability to get an erection, which is just as well as you no longer have enough skin to stretch over an erection" It had tears in its eyes. It had enjoyed its cock. "Don't fret boy, you'll still be able to cum when I let you, if I let you" It took several weeks for its cock to heal but, even the boy was pleased with the way he looked now. His crutch was smooth except for a small domed cock head that occupied a small space between his legs. He had lost all sensation of becoming erect but if anything, his cock head was even more sensitive than before. His master had let him stimulate himself to orgasm several times after fucking him and the pleasure was immense. Now it was happy, more than happy. It enjoyed serving its Master. He performed all the menial tasks required of him. All the household jobs that need to be done and when completed the Master would give his arse a good fucking or let him suck him to completion. One day, later that year, he was very surprised when the Master told him they were going out. The Master had a surprise for him. It would be the first time since he had arrived that he was allowed to leave the farm. They drove to a nearby town and visited a tattoo shop. It was tattooed on one arse cheek with a poz symbol and on the other with the words 'Property of Stan' ******Fin*****

Going to a meet a guy I'd arranged to meet from NKP. When I get there, there are a group of tops who tie me up, castrate me and fuck me relentlessly. They keep me captive and use me whenever they want.