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this is gonna sound weird, but i feel the most confident when i know i'm real clean down there. i eat crazy well and i do keep clean down there on the daily.

it's hard for me to rate myself. i get real lucky with guys, especially recently. i am always complimented and it's nice, although i have struggled with confidence and self-esteem my whole life i'm much better than before. i would like to think maybe 7/8.

pretty much my weakness, do it well and i'm yours.

someone was talking to me about this the other night, had no idea this type of stuff was going on. luckily, one of the cities is super close to my area. don't know where to start, to be honest but i wouldn't mind trying it out.

was 12 at the time. he worked at the subway right down the junior high i went to, he was 21. lived in the same neighborhood, he was built but i still wasn't too self-aware, or what made me look/feel attractive--kinda still had that kid mentality going on so didn't care much about how i looked or what i was wearing. now that i think about it and look back i wasn't a bad lookin kid at all. i do remember having an attraction to him, but before that i always liked girls, even now i do get sexually aroused by girls. i always wonder if he's the reason why i enjoy having sex with guys. i remember it started with his arms. i used to see him outside of work at times and he'd purposely show me his tent, or touch himself when he knew i was looking. i still remember the smell of his apartment. we tried sex but it was too painful, he was inside me but after two thrusts i couldn't so i would give him really shitty head instead. sometimes swallow. i always loved hearing him compliment me, the fact that someone as attractive as him thought i was hot always made me feel pretty damn good. i also think he's the reason why i enjoy bottoming so much, even though it's painful and requires patience. he ate my ass like a champ, that's something i think i will always keep with me. this guy knew what he was doing with his mouth, the first time he ate me out i thought it was really weird, but not even 5 minutes in and i was already somewhere i'd never been and didn't want to leave. it felt amazing. most of the time i went over his face was always buried in my ass with one finger in me. he also had a thing for feet and used to suck on my toes, that always felt odd to me, but he seemed to really get off by it. he moved after i turned 14 due to school and we stopped fooling around, 'till this day i don't know how he's doing or where he is but i still think about him and the things i'd let him do to me if given the chance again. i do realize it wasn't age-appropriate and there were a lot of times where he sort of did force himself onto me, but when we got down to it it was all a lot of fun. i'm not sure if he left some permanent mark in my head, but i don't think i'll ever forget our experiences. didn't have sex with another guy until after 17, but before that i was playing with my hole, all thanks to him.

holy shit sex with this guy is incredible. we were going to go out for dinner/movie and then just hang out, he even said sex wasn't on his mind but i pretty much took it there once the night was over and we got to his place. and wow, he takes total charge. don't think my ex dominated me like that ever. although i do think he had a plan for sex since he seemed pretty prepared, condoms and all. we ended up not sleeping at all, napped inbetween and some more crazy fucking followed. stayed in bed for a whole day and still at his place after sunday, i finally met someone with my stamina. i got home a few hours ago and we can't stop talking. i do feel like he's kinda fearful though, i pretty much laid everything out for him and he did the same, what lines not to cross and some rules. not only is he a total knockout, he's got a pretty fat heart. this might turn into a relationship since we're both looking and if not, sex is always there. life is good. i don't know what i'm getting myself into, but i feel like something's right and i have a pretty leveled head. i've never dated someone who's poz so if anyone here has, i'd love to hear about it. still gushing here, total corn status with the smile on my face as i type this. good stuff, even though i'm super sore. with all the lube we used i still bled a bit, i'm sure it'll get easier in time. the whole being celibate thing for months kept me pretty shut. edit: whoa just realized this thread was stickied.

i have to say, i was not expecting this response. you guys have seriously given me a really good push, thanks. we talked earlier tonight, he brought up the subject of bareback sex and said he'd keep a condom on regardless. a lot of thinking and i do know what i want and how i'm gonna deal with this. i'm just excited to see him again, there's a connection there and a condom won't ruin it, i just have to keep control of that heavy lust. thanks again, guys, especially TigerMiller, enjoyed reading your posts. I enjoyed reading everyone's answer so thank you. it's mixed, i mean, right afterwards i'm glad i didn't turn the fantasy into a reality, but the fantasy is still there ringing, but eventually that ringing will get pretty loud and i'll have to do something about it again. it can be pretty powerful.

this ended up being a lot longer than i thought, sorry. i feel overwhelmingly conflicted at the moment. was in a relationship for about 9 months with someone who i never used protection with--due to his job and having to move and live across the country permanently, we didn't want to do the long distance thing and ended our relationship about two and a half months ago. before this guy, i always used condoms, in fact, he was the first man i ever let fuck me without using a condom. first guy to ever breed me and since then i just can't use condoms anymore, they're an absolute turn off for me. i take very good care of myself and have always been pretty good in the "safe sex" department, but the skin-to-skin sensation and feeling of having a few loads inside me has sparked something in me that i've had a lot of trouble ignoring. so, get this; i've pretty much been celibate for about 2 months now. the last time i had sex with a guy (bisexual here), I used a condom and he was really into me, but the rubber just killed it completely for me. i got off, too, but it was nowhere near the level my previous raw fucks were in. it almost felt as if it was below masturbation, i could've just gotten off with my right hand. like the disappointment you have when you know you're on a severe budget, but decide to still look around. so, since then, i haven't had sex because if i do i know i'll do it bare and there are too many risks if i were to take that route. not only that, but exposing myself to places like BBRT and breedingzone... The things I've read and learned, they've only really fucked hard with my curiosity and i've enjoyed every unwelcoming thought. I'm usually browsing both of these websites with a raging hard-on, daring myself to click here and there, see what else there is and wonder if I could put myself in the many situations I've read in a lot of these threads. Cum to some of the stories and pictures only to judge myself and ask what made me so fucked up after I've blown my load all over my stomach. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I want to keep having unprotected sex. I have these wild fantasies about gangbangs, being blindfolded and grabbed and just take advantage of completely and complying to everything I'm told to do without hesitation. As amazing as my sex life was with my partner, in a way I still felt like I wasn't doing everything I wanted because I wasn't comfortable showing him that side of me. i want to be a total pig at times, it kinda freaks me out. and now to what i'm trying to deal with... met a guy on BBRT about three weeks ago, he's undetectable, physically the most attractive man i think i've ever had the pleasure of meeting. his brain equally beautiful. i'm pretty honest with him about my feelings, kinda the way i've posted in this thread. we've pretty much kissed, talked and gone on few dates together. got kinda tipsy once, we fooled around and the guy is huge. the rush i get when i'm naked with him is indescribable. i want it so bad and i'm pretty sure he's aware, i just don't know if i'm ready to take that step. i sometimes want to yell how badly i want his load, but what if it took? i'm not at a stage in my life where i could handle that mentally. i'm not a bug chaser, but the thought of having this beautiful, undetectable man breed and fuck me for hours is the reason i jack off 4 - 7 times a day. it's a crazy rush, i guess. i want it, but then i don't. i don't think it's fair to put him in that position, but he really does love my company and even though our schedules are conflicting now, we see each other once a week. we see each other this sunday, and i've i feel more open and comfortable with the thought of having him inside me bare. last night i told him i wanted him in me bare, we both blew our loads while on the phone. i didn't say it because it was in-the-moment. i know i don't post much and the few times that i do it's always pretty long... seems like a lot of random thoughts now that i've re-read this, but what's your guys' take?

My partner never pulls out, tells me he doesn't like the feeling of not having his cock inside me while he's feeling every second of that orgasm. I intensify that feeling, apparently. I don't mind, he's a great guy and I want him to feel as good as possible, especially in the sack. Strange, since I've been mostly a top until I met him.

thank you. we've hit it off pretty good. still together. we got tested a week later after our first encounter and we're both clean and negative. it's been almost 3 months and we finally called it a serious relationship last month. there's somewhat of an age difference, but we're really compatible together. the sex is amazing, last night we fucked 'till about 4am. had 4 loads in me when i woke up and he was ready to go at it again. we both work a lot though, so our schedules are really fucked. just thinking about him gets me in the mood. almost ironic being the person that i am, that i would find a boyfriend on grindr. i like where it's going and thanks for the support, guys. still haven't opened to my brother about it and i tell him everything, i'm just uneasy about telling him that we bareback.

a week ago, went with a guy i've been seeing. we both bareback and have the same mentality, totally monogamous. both neg, trying to keep it that way.

He left me pretty filled up again this morning, had an easier time having him all the way inside me. Still have his load as I type this. Still hard as a rock. Gonna see him again tonight and we'll be spending the weekend together, I didn't know I would enjoy being a bottom this much. Great guy, I feel pretty lucky.

This is what I like when I'm a bottom, I don't like the whole abuse-me-to-no-end-I'm-only-a-warm-hole-and-do-as-you-please-and-go type of thing. I give up a lot, but not all of it completely. I want to get off, too, and I want to fuck you with my ass and know you're having one hell of a time fucking it. I like to feel good and when I'm having sex with someone I want to be having a good time with them, I'm there to get off too and not be used for a quick high. I must be a pretty awful bottom, but then again I've mostly topped.

yeah, we can't really wait 'till friday so we're meeting again tomorrow morning. we might actually start dating from the looks of our conversations/texts.

I ask before we even meet and not "are you clean?", I ask if they're STD-free and HIV negative. Until just a few days ago I always used condoms and still asked these two questions before anything was started.

It's definitely a huge difference, I think the both of us were going through this intense rush knowing we weren't using any protection. I would've even skipped the lube if he wasn't so damn big. I kinda don't want to lose it, I'd like to keep control but holy shit this is probably the best sex I've ever had with someone and the connection/chemistry we had was nuts.

Yeah... I didn't even want to change the bed shits. He was on top of me the whole time, I could smell him much later after he had left. Just kept getting hard the whole night.

It was, it was hot and it's just been on repeat this whole time. We can't stop talking on the phone, wish I didn't have to work all week. He works a lot, too. Can't wait 'till the weekend. I loved every moment, can't forget that instant where he came inside me. The way he tensed up and pushed his dick in harder. His face. All of it was just ecstasy to me, I got lost almost. I can't wait for it again. His cock is huge, the day after I was still slightly open from him and it was kinda hot when my ass smelled like his cum. Does that make me weird? Hah.

This is a bit long, but it's the first time I've barebacked as a bottom ever and I don't want to leave anything out. After years of just enjoying Bareback porn I finally bottomed for someone older than me three days ago. I met him on Grindr, had never seen him on there before. I've been using GrindrXtra for about two years now, but have only met 1 person from there and we never did anything. I've just always been paranoid and this is probably why I've been alone for so long, but I'm okay with that. I honestly don't know what it was that made me give him my address. We were texting each other for about half an hour until I gave it to him. 36, fucking handsome to no end and his smile and eyes just said a lot to me. I was house-sitting and he was right around the corner. I was real horny and I had told myself the day before I wanted to bottom (haven't bottomed in 3 years and the only rare few times that I did it's always been safe). I had douched for about an hour and a half, pretty much a full enema and everything so I knew every crook and cranny was clean on the inside. So, he texted me that he was on his way, I waited in the living room in a large, yellow tank-top and pretty skimpy underwear. I looked pretty good. Even did a few push-ups and made sure I was clean from head to toe. Heard the door, opened it. Tall, nice and even more handsome in person. We just looked at each other and didn't say anything, I decided to break the ice and asked if he would like to go to the bedroom or stay in the living room, he said whatever I wanted so I showed him to the bedroom. We sat in the bed and he told me he was nervous, then I kinda let out a sigh of relief because I was nervous as fuck, too. We laughed it off, then we started talking some more. I was surprised out how much he opened up about his relationship and life, still seemed a bit raw for him. I opened up some, too. We talked for about half an hour, then we layed down and he kissed me. He took my shirt off, then my underwear and he began to finger me as he moved up to kiss me again. I was pretty much overwhelmed with lust by this time since it had been so long for me and I told him I wanted him to fuck me. He ate my ass like a champ, I'm hard just typing about it. He took his clothes off and his dick was massive. I gave him a handjob and then I blew him for a while, it was real fat and about 7.8 inches, almost 8. Then he asked if I had lube, I said yes. I didn't say anything about the condoms and he didn't ask, either. We were both really turned on by this time, I could tell he had it as bad as me. He then asked about my status and I asked about his, both negative. I told him I hadn't done this in years, I layed on my back and he put a lot of lube on my hole and some more inside me, then he put the head against my hole and slowly pushed in. The pain was intense but he did it slow. He told me it wouldn't be so bad if I layed on my back. With my legs up on him, I cringed and told him to stop and keep it where it was, wasn't even half way in but I was seriously dying. After a minute and a half I let him push it in more until it was about half way and he stopped again, another minute he pushed more until it was almost all the way in but I couldn't take the rest in. I could feel the veins, his head and pretty much everything that was inside me including the throbbing. When he put this much in, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. As much as it hurt I was so turned on my stomach was full of precum (I never precum, ever) and my dick was so hard it was almost painful. He started to fuck me and he kept looking at me. I couldn't keep my eyes off of his, we were locked like this for about 15 minutes until I felt like I had loosened up, then I started pushing in to him. I was taking him in completely and I could feel him hit my insides real deep, I honestly have never felt anyone hit me where he was and it felt amazing. It still hurt, but nowhere near as bad as it did in the beginning. I began clenching and using my cheeks to squeeze and massage his dick, he told me to stop pushing my ass into him when he thrusted inside me because he hadn't done this in a while and he'd cum fast. I kept doing it. I was jerking off and edging pretty much and would have to stop a few times because I was real close and the way he was fucking me--the spot he kept hitting me in, felt like I was cumming every time so I didn't know whether to keep jerking or not in fear that I'd cum. After a while he finally asked me where I wanted him to cum and I replied with "wherever you want." I think he got the memo and he started fucking me real hard, balls deep. He was sweating so much and he kept kissing me while doing this. Holding me pretty close. His sweat drops rolling off of him and landing on me--he apologized but I told him not to because I thought it was real hot. Then he told me he was coming. He kept it inside, still thrusting away. Hard. He closed his eyes, squeezed them tight and started grunting. I couldn't keep my eyes off of his face. I can't forget that cum face, I exploded right there too and he was so far inside me I felt some of his cum shoot but not the way I thought it would be. It was so amazing. When we finished he told me not to worry, that he was clean and never really did much of it. Gave him a water bottle and we talked for a little while longer, then he left. I'm still jacking off to this experience and we still talk on the phone. We're gonna meet again once I have a day off, he wants to cook me dinner and I hope I get a repeat of our last encounter. He came so far up inside me that his load stayed up there until about 7 hours later. Tore me up pretty good, too. There was some blood, perfectly white seamen first until some more began to roll out it was mixed with my blood, kinda pink. He came a lot, it just kept oozing out. The whole time I was hard and began fingering myself. I loved every moment of it and I'm pretty sure he did, too. I can't wait 'till Saturday.