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AlB

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  1. When it’s not my husband it purely depends on the guy, the sex, my mood, my enjoyment. Could happen; usually doesn’t.
  2. This is a problem I never thought of; I just wake and go to sleep thanking god for a husband who feasts on me every day! Has there been any problem for me to keep myself ready all the time? None! Maybe I’m just the lucky genetic recipient and taking fiber tablets and deep-cleaning regularly doesn’t affect my health the way some mention. Yay me! It’s more than just the frequency of sex; we’re a married couple still (maybe more) deeply in love. We fuck other guys recreationally often too; but my hunky younger husband looking at like dinner and going hard when he does it is a huge turn-on for me. And days away from turning 54 he makes my body function like a teenager. An example: when we’re not together he’ll often send me a test with a selfie of his obscene bulge in his clothes or his hard-on out and tell me what his intent is for when we’re together again; often that is when we’re meeting-up someplace. He always follows-through. Yeah it’s worth every bit of the effort to keep my hole ready and to live with being sore. EVERY BIT! ❤️😈🐷🍆🍆🍆💦💦💦💦💦💦💦 Not bad for capitalizing on the randos that come along either; gym and other places! 🐷😈🍆💦
  3. The saddest part is not Justin Heath Smith or the probable loss of Austin Wolfe as a source of entertainment. The saddest part is that many misinformed and homophobic straight people have reinforcement to their anti-gay beliefs that gay men pose a threat to boys and children in general as pedophiles. When you think about it why the fuck couldn’t he just be a felon by virtue of fraud, extortion or other non-pedophilia crimes? Ryan Rose, Sargent Miles and others showed us how that should be done! I stand with @PrisonbaiT and confess that while I enjoyed him aesthetically and enjoyed his Alpha male energy his bottoms in this latter stage of his performing career seemed to be surrogates for boys instead of men. While I’m not so deluded as to think that a person’s performance is always or usually their preference his acting never seemed good enough to be that convincing; it seemed like his more recent work was playing to type. Being a man who has had a son die in prison I hope Heath/Wolfe has a better fate than that. But (again in my opinion) sex with children should be a capital offense.
  4. The poll is faulty; there should be a “Yes” answer for those of us to whom the characteristics are equally important. The dick that is most often in me is my husband’s: truly gargantuan; but I’ve seen both girthier and longer. Of course preferences and logistics like everything to do with sex and particularly man-to-man sex is highly circumstantial and individualized. Example: girth is amazing for the sensations of the stretch and fullness. To the average or tight bottom who doesn’t take many dicks the challenge and sense of accomplishment may be pleasurable enhancements; conversely it may be a burden, an impediment, or a source of harm. To a highly experienced or even slack overused hole the effects of girth may be a requisite for any significant sensation. And a buhzillion more scenarios. There is also the aspect (among those categories within the buhzillion scenarios) of what one is used to if one has a regular partner or partners and whether a preference has developed because of the regular partner(s)’s characteristics or a need for variety. And the need for variety may be preference or fulfillment of deficiency. Or it may just be a wild streak that made the particular characteristic very favorable at the time or the opposite. I will say that I enjoy the above-average girth and far-above-average length of my “daily dose” (along with all the many other of my husband’s characteristics) every time, every way, and hopefully many more to come (and to cum).
  5. There is no one monolithic way to have sex, much less gay sex. Truer words, yet also the under-statement of the known history. Layers and variations and opportunity converge to make plotting the potential categories and scenarios a Monte Carlo simulation which would challenge even the most advanced AI.
  6. My husband and I had met this young(er) couple; early thirties for both of them. We had planned to meet for dinner tonight but they were delayed. We had a healthy storm this afternoon and they took a lightning strike; they said they had significant problems and were stressed about the damage they’d sustained. We texted back trying to lighten their mood that blowjobs were the best stress relievers; we meant them blowing each other. “Would you be willing to have cum for dinner?” was their response; again we thought it was just a joke. We answered that it wasn’t our first cum-for-dinner rodeo. “Fuck this clean-up shit. We’ll be there in 30 mins!” Kent and I were surprised. We talked about it and said WTF Why not? (We’re gay men; of course we did!) They arrived and we met them at the door naked; we rarely wear clothes at home. They wanted to get naked and we told them fuck that; they came for a blowjob and all that takes is a zipper! As we said it we both went to our knees and were getting their shorts down; they got into it. Both have decent dicks; above average, neither as big as me and I’m not as big as my husband, uncut, one shaved and one full bush. I had the full bush and dove in face-first. Neither of them took long; our sucking game is top-notch. 😈🐷 Mine blew first and the pungent blast nearly knocked me off my knees. Absolutely the worst thing I’ve ever tasted; I went at it and savored and swallowed as I struggled to fight my gag relex. A later round had my husband sucking him and my husband yelled out, “Jesus H! Ever hear of pineapple or celery?” as his forceful cum-shots flew wildly. His boyfriend told us, “Yeah, I could have warned you. I haven’t tasted that nasty boy batter in forever but it stinks enough to know it’s no better.” Then he looks at me and says, “How the fuck did you do it?” I told him, “I like my men manly!”
  7. How do you react to a guy’s cum that tastes like Clorox? Really gag-inducing because it is overwhelmingly pungent and disgusting?
  8. My husband fucks me most every day; I keep my hard-on and usually he fucks my load out of me. I bottom for other guys (never frequently enough!) and it’s a crap-shoot if I stay hard or cum with them fucking me.
  9. Isn’t there also another factor? Getting the top to cum fast (or have to really fight not to cum fast) is a compliment to me and my hole!
  10. I had one of those and I did that; my results were not as exciting as yours, except the sore part. 😳 All I can say is thank god for my husband’s monster dick! 🐷
  11. We’d have a lot more “str8” neighbors hanging around with a beautiful willing cunt like yours always available. Most of these country club husbands need a hole BAD!
  12. 4 (which ain’t half bad for a middle-aged married guy halfway through the week!). - my husband of course (after he’d loaded me up twice and before once) - my straight married neighbor - my not-so-straight-anymore married neighbor - my next-door neighbor’s - my married pool guy OINK! 😈🐷
  13. Before my husband I’d only ever felt a guy’s cum shooting in my ass once; it was a strange feeling at first but then it made me almost euphoric. My husband shoots like a cannon each and every time. He’s also hung like a champion stud stallion. He was inches up into my colon when he shot; he didn’t need to yell, “Here it comes,” because I felt it like rapid-fire stinging spray. Of course he lied to me and told me nobody had ever made him cum that hard! lol Later when we started playing with others the first guy he fucked jumped like he’d been shot when Kent started blasting inside him; he yelled, “Dude fuck you shoot to kill!” Yup always!
  14. I think that in these post-plague days when PrEP is the norm for those who aren’t chasers or poz that the receiver’s default is in the hole where he is (wasn’t that a Rodgers and Hammerstein tune from Sound of Music?). The option is always there to negotiate otherwise just as the option is there to tell a guy he can’t top you unless he wears a bunny suit. 🤣
  15. Had a guy ready to fuck at the gym; just a question of “your place or mine.” The guy says, “You can fuck me at mine so long as you promise not to talk to me afterward.” I said, “If I remember instructions over manners when I’ve just fucked you then your ass wasn’t worth fucking; usually I have trouble remembering my name when my balls are blasting!” He told me it’s awkward for him when a top gets too “friendly” after filling his hole. I told him not to worry because I don’t need any more friends; I just want to take his hole home in my dick for my husband to taste. And I did.
  16. I’m not a guy who loses interest after I cum (unless I have somewhere to be or something to do). I’m also married and vers so I probably don’t fit the usual mold of respondents here. - If it’s with my husband and he’s topping he loves to bang the cum out of me … at least once … and he’s pretty f’ing good at it. And the more I cum the more I want; I’m not that bottom who “loses interest” or “is uncomfortable” after he cums. No sir; I just want more and have been known to rape his cock when he’s done but I want one more. But there are times where one or the other of us just wants to fuck the brains out of the other; we call it a prison fuck and it can go any way. - if it’s with my husband and I’m topping we typically time it to cum as close to the same time as possible. I take a lot of recovery time and he doesn’t - If it’s a rando and I’m topping then I don’t care if he cums or not so long as he understands that his work isn’t done until I’m done with him. And when I’m done I’m done regardless of whether he has cum or not. - If it’s a rando and I’m bottoming then it’s either me taunting him and daring him to satisfy me or me only caring about him getting off. Nothing in between; usually.
  17. Sure; a guy hit on me at the gym or I hit on him and a whiff of his strong-but-not-rank sweat was a huge turn-on. If it panned-out and I could lick it and rub myself in it or he in mine all the better and better than poppers. When I first got into it with my now-husband and we fucked for about a day and a half we were finally going out to get some food. We showered and really cleaned each other; only way it didn’t continue the fuck-a-thon was too sore, too tired, too hungry at that point. No deodorant and no cologne or anything. A while later when we’re eating I can smell myself and it bothered me. When we left I leaned up against him and smelled his neck and could smell sex on him too. He laughed and said, “It’s intoxicating just like nature made us to react isn’t it?” I guess I’d never fucked or been fucked good enough to where after I showered I was still producing the pheromones at the level that there was no way they weren’t easily detectable for some time after. And yeah; best aroma on earth.
  18. When I’m being bred I’m full of worth to the top who needs to breed; when I’m breeding the bottom I’m breeding is the most valuable thing to me until my balls are drained and my need to breed is done. Could I get all meta and existential about it and say any hole is just a hole either when I’m the hole or I’m using one? Sure; and sometimes the moment takes me and/or the other guy there and it’s hot for that moment. But like every other high (or low in that case) life goes on. When we find ourselves in a situation where a guy we’re play with or usually when we’re contemplating playing with him and find he thinks that way or treats us that way then it’s a non-starter … for us. Every guy’s kink is his own right (short of actual harm to others) and we don’t judge; but we do make our choice about participating.
  19. True story: I married the guy with the biggest dick I’d ever had inside me; a little over 9 VERY thick inches. And yeah I got my ruler before I let that monster in me! He told me the same that first night: he had a lot of experience with guys needing a lot of time to take it. He was right but when he got through my second hole and could finally fuck me the stars I’d seen before when he worked my prostate then each turned to supernovas while he pounded me into oblivion. No I didn’t marry him that night; but I’d have followed him off a cliff like Thelma after he’d driven me like Louise! (We didn’t have quite the origin story of those two but the way he fucked me was a history-making saga!) Last load I took? Woke up with my hole still slimy from him fucking my brains out last night; and he was sleeping on his side with that monster of his already awake. I backed into that reliable pre-cum dispenser, worked that monster into my sore hole, and by the time I had him half-way in he grabbed my hip and my shoulder and slammed it in me … over and over with the fury he has when he gets awakened. He takes a while and before he was done he’d shoved me face down and mounted me then finally had me on my back with my feet on his shoulders pounding me with his teeth gritted and shouting at me what a wanton cum-dump I am! I went for our morning beach run in a jock-strap and short running shorts I’d had on under my bike shorts we wear to cycle out there. I wish he’d taken a pic of my soaked shorts from his cum flowing out while we cycled no matter how skilled my muscles are to hold it in.
  20. Damn inviting hole you got there! I just posted that my husband and I have airline credits we have to use before the end of August; Sam Diego is another place we contemplated. Your hole is certainly a candidate to tip the scales your way! 🍆🍆🍆💦💦💦💦
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