SFAlex

Another one is 'tosser' or 'tossing off' someone. In the U.S. it's more about eating ass, but a tosser is the same as a wanker in the UK... someone jerking off or jerking someone off, plus the non-literal meanings like 'tossing each other off' as in celebrating too early and too casually. There's also "taking the piss" or 'taking the piss out of (someone)" which is making fun of (not always in a nice way) or insulting someone.

I've gone to this place a couple times, but never for this event... has anyone else gone there, and what's it like? I'm familiar with how SW generally works but would like to try this event too...

On another bored night recently, I chatted up my buddy, and finally called him up. "Come on over and I'll rape you!" he told me excitedly, so I drove on over. It'd been weeks since I'd had a fuck, and he was just as eager to see me, running his hands over my ass and stroking me as I walked into his place just ahead of him. I was quickly stripped down and climbing onto the bed as he grasped my cheeks and began working my hole with his tongue. I arched my back and presented myself for him, and he was quickly hard and ready for me, as I felt him straighten up and nudge the head of his cock against my ass. He handed me the poppers, and I felt lube trickle from the bottle in his hand over my opening and the shaft of his cock, before he began pushing into me. "Go slow..." I pleaded. "I haven't been fucked since I saw you last." He paused, holding the base of his cock in one hand and my hip in the other, as I slowly moved, backing down on his dick and opening my ass around his shaft. I worked in slow strokes, sinking down little by little until he was fully in me... and then he moved forward onto the bed, pinning me on my stomach under him as he began to fuck me. "Are you my little bareback bitch?" He was asking me. I moaned and writhed under him as his cock stroked deep into my ass, agreeing, and calling myself a hole, nothing but a pig faggot for his cock, a cum slut, everything I could think of, as he worked me, feeling his body pinning me down, opened up for him, trapped as he fulfilled his promise to rape my ass. He pulled out, and I begged him to let me be on top, so I got to climb onto him, sink down on his cock, and ride it hard as I took another hit of poppers. I stayed on top as he cupped my ass in his hands, letting me use my hole to work his dick vigorously. "You wanna cum in me?" I asked. "Can't..." he said back. "Can't cum like this right now..." "Okay..." I climbed off his cock and laid back, legs up, as I watched him shift position, pinning me under him again. My legs were held up over his shoulders as I watched him put his cockhead against my hole, and shove into me in one good stroke. I looked down, stroking my half-hard cock wildly and pleading for him to fuck me hard, rocking my hips up to meet his thrusts as he began pounding into me, balls-deep. Very soon, his strokes sped up, becoming uneven and wild, and he slammed deep, giving me his load, holding his cock inside for a long time, until he slowly began to pull out... then suddenly withdrew the head of his cock with a jerk, leaving my abused hole open just a little, trickling with lube and cum... and as I rinsed off in his shower afterward, I felt the rest of his load dripping from my ass, hot and slick...

I want to be tied to a fuck bench, blindfolded and stripped naked, and left there. I'd be unable to get away, only squirm, while my mouth is used for cock after cock, and my ass up, exposed, presented to anyone who wants to use my hole. On a slightly less fantastic note, I keep thinking about what it'd be like to take two cocks up my ass at once, till they're fucking me using their own mingled cum as lube...

I did get a refill a couple of weeks after that first time... Finally managed to find the time to get back in touch with the guy, who'd been asking me to come over on and off. This time he started out naked on the bed, lying back while I crawled up the bed, taking his cock balls-deep in my mouth as I finished undressing myself. By the time I was done getting undressed, alternating with stroking and sucking his cock, he was rock-hard, sliding down my throat and making me gag a little each time as I took him in. He slid back and off the bed as I stayed on hands and knees, ass raised and waiting. He kept me there, dragging his tongue over my hole in wet strokes, pushing the tip into me, until I was even more relaxed and wanting to be fucked. He stood up, and he handed me the bottle of poppers to take a hit. I breathed in deep, and felt that heat flush through me while I looked back and watched him squirt a little lube onto his cock, then grab my hip. No hesitation this time, no resistance, no delay---his dick sank into my ass like it belonged there, stretching me open, skin-to-skin... I stayed in place, doggy-style with my knees wide apart, feeling his cock pound deep into me, occasionally pushing back at him to keep it all the way inside me. "Oh, God yes, fuck me..." I whispered, continuing to beg for his dick. The last time he'd fucked me, he'd given me his last load while I was on my back, underneath him, rocking my hips up when he paused, enjoying the feel of him sliding in and out of my hole. With that in mind, I started to shift a little, trying to keep him inside me while I shifted onto my back, feeling his cock turning inside me. When he saw where I was trying to go, though, he stopped and pulled out. "Come on..." he said, pausing my disappointment, and made me stand up with him, following him out of the bedroom. Just a short distance down the hall, he led me into another room with something hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room. A sling, all black leather and chains and straps. I eagerly climbed on and raised my legs, spreading myself open and letting him have my hole once more. He sank deep into me once again as I took another hit of the poppers, and I kept my legs up above his shoulders, feeling his hands on my thighs, pulling me toward him with each deep thrust into my waiting ass. He kept up his steady, deep pounding rhythm, even while he took my cock in one hand---soft this whole time as I concentrated entirely on his dick in me---stroking and toying with it as he fucked me... I barely noticed, so caught up in being fucked again. I stayed there in the sling, taking hits of poppers and feeling him fucking me, reaching up and pulling him down for a deep tongue-twisting kiss, and even then he still kept up that steady fuck-rhythm, slamming balls-deep into my ass. "Gonna breed you...!" he finally said, and I waited, open to him, feeling him pound deep into me, then let out a long moan and stay sheathed all the way, throbbing in me and filling me up with his load. He stayed inside for a good long time after, finally, very slowly, pulling out to let my ass keep his load inside this time. ...later, as I drove home, I could still feel that slippery heat inside my hole, and when I got home and pulled off my shorts, finally felt the load trickle out of my ass... which I used for lube while I fucked myself with fingers and toy, stroking my cock until shot my own load at last, after being used, after being bred by him once again...

I've used a gel-type water-based lube before, but the first time I did bareback, all I started with was spit, from his tongue in my ass, and my mouth on his cock, right before he commenced fucking and breeding me... so, aside from cum, I'd have to say that's my favorite lube

I've been fucked by lots of guys with condoms on but never gone bareback. Until last week, anyway. After chatting on-line and by telephone with a guy, I found myself knocking at his door one evening. He answered the door. He was a little shorter but broader than me, was wearing just boxers and t-shirt, and showed me straight into his bedroom. We barely bothered with introductions; we knew what we were here for. In our earlier conversation he had asked "So, how about I eat your ass, and then fuck you good?" I'd been just a little hesitant, but answered "I'm up for the first half... and maybe the second." He immediately shed his t-shirt, and I was not at all surprised (and in fact quite willing) when he had me bend over the bed, pull down my jeans and boxers, and he plunged his tongue into my hole. I gasped and groaned, and then relaxed, feeling him go to work on me, as promised. I couldn't take it for very long without turning to pull down his boxers and pull his cock into my mouth, stroking the base and rubbing his balls as I eagerly sucked on him. I stopped to catch my breath, and to quickly pull off the rest of my clothes, before we moved to the bed. We traded hits from a bottle of poppers, and I knelt over him, sucking his cock again while he continued to work on my hole with his tongue. His hands squeezed and kneaded my ass while he ate me, and it was all I could do not to just beg for his cock. Eventually he took matters into his own hands, pushing me forward and down off of him, and I stayed on my hands and knees, my ass slick with his saliva, my hole waiting as I felt him shift onto his knees behind me, one hand on my hip as he guided his cock forward. I felt the hot, rubbery hard tip of his cock nudge against my hole, and just for a second I was about to ask for lube. Instead, all I said quietly was, "Go easy..." and took another hit from the bottle. I closed my eyes as I felt him press against me, slipping just a little in his spit... then my muscles gave in, and I felt all seven inches of his dick push into me. He felt fucking amazing, and it hit me just as he sank up to the balls into me: I was finally getting my ass fucked without a condom. Raw. Naked. Skin-to-skin. Bareback. I shuddered at the sensation, and begged him, "Fuck me, fuck me," as he took hold of my hips with both hands and began working my hole, using only his spit for lube. I could feel him sliding back and forth, opening me up around his cock, breathing almost in rhythm to his strokes. He stayed mostly deep inside me, pulling back once in awhile, but eventually I felt him speeding up a little bit, then suddenly shoving hilt-deep again, groaning deeply and shaking a little. My eyes opened, and I gasped out loud for a moment before I got my voice. "Did you just cum?" I managed to ask. "Yeah," he replied, still shaking a little. He was still hard, and as he began moving a little again, I could sense that my hole was just a tiny bit hotter than before... and definitely more slippery than it had been earlier. The guys I'd gotten fucked by in the past, the ones with condoms on, had stopped after cumming, but he surprised me by continuing, picking up right where he'd left off, and soon, I was fucking back at him, taking a hit from the bottle of poppers now and then as we continued, feeling his balls slapping just behind mine as he continued to fuck me, using his own cum as the lube I'd asked for earlier. All the while, I kept begging him, "Fuck me, please keep fucking me..." and pleading with him, "Let me know when you're cumming again..." until I felt him stiffen again, giving me short, hard thrusts as he added a second load to the first. He eventually paused, sliding back a bit, and I slipped off of him, but not for long. I took the chance to ask him to let me be on top, and so I squatted over him, guiding his cock up into my hole once more, now slick with cum and spit. My hole was still a little tight, but I easily took him all the way in, sliding back and forth and feeling his cock moving inside me. He groaned out loud as I rode him, directing me to play with his nipples, and returning the favor as I moved faster, rising up now and then to sheathe him deep into me again. "Cumming again," he muttered. I responded by moving faster and harder. "Go on, cum, breed me, knock me up, give me that load, please fuckin' cum!" I used every phrase I could think of, working his cock with my ass. I could feel him bumping into my prostate and I could see my cock beginning to swell---something else I'd almost never seen while being fucked in the past. His hands tightened on my legs as he thrust up into me, surprising me yet again with a third load. This time, I could feel something else: a distinct throbbing. As he came, I could feel his cock spasming inside me, throbbing with each quick spurt of his cum. I came to a dead stop, my hands flat on his chest, concentrating on the amazing sensation of his cock blowing inside my ass. Eventually his orgasm subsided, but he was still mostly hard. We paused, then kept going, and after several minutes of determined fucking. I could hear the wet sounds of his cum, dripping out of my ass, as he moaned out loud and gave me one more load to go with the others. I felt him slip out of me, but he stopped just long enough to catch his breath before moving me with him to the edge of the bed again. He stood there, raising my legs to his shoulders, and I pulled my cock and balls up a little, still semi-hard, watching as he entered me again. We traded another hit from the poppers before he pushed up my thighs and sank deeply into my hole. It hurt just a little as he penetrated me deep, but I quickly ignored it in favor of amazement as he kept fucking me, his cock just hard enough to sustain the effort. He paused, reaching for a bottle of lube by the bed, squirting some around the base of his cock, keeping us both slippery---though there wasn't much need for it as before, with all the loads he'd shot. "You gonna cum again...?" I asked almost in disbelief, and he shook his head. "It's gonna take me a long time," he replied, but he didn't relent in fucking my hole, oh, and my cock was almost totally hard. He leaned down, kissing me deeply as he climbed up onto the bed, pinning my body under his and planting his cock deep as it would go. I kept stroking my cock, feeling it finally swell to full hardness as he worked my ass some more. "Can I cum?" I asked almost frantic with lust. "Yeah," he answered. At last I stroked myself furiously, feeling him slow down a little. "Fuck me, fuck me," I begged again, and felt him keep going, the pleasure adding to the building pressure in my cock and balls, before I shot jet after jet of my own cum onto my stomach, shuddering, moaning underneath him. He finally came to a stop as I fell limp beneath him, my cock still semi-hard, both of us panting for breath. After a long moment, he slowly drew his cock out, slick with lube and cum, and I reached down, stroking my hole in amazement, feeling the mixture coating me and dripping from me. ............................................ Even the best, high-quality dildo is a poor substitute for a cock, and I don't even know if a condom-covered cock will ever be enough. I don't think I'll be one-hundred-percent satisfied until I get another load... and then some.

The first time I got fucked was with a condom on, though I wanted him to do me bare. Guess I'm the odd one out here, in that I still haven't found someone who will. Heh, maybe I'm just not looking hard enough.

Speaking as a bottom, I've only gotten hard once when I was riding a top's cock... the rest of the time, I've stayed soft or semi-hard no matter what position... I like using poppers to open up my hole, but more than that I just concentrate on the feel of the cock fucking me. I'd rather get fucked and then jerk myself off after they finish, if I even cum at all.