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What qualifies as "violent or rough sex?" What is it you are specifically looking for, and do you know why or is it just an emotional or physical need that is hard to articulate? i have certain needs for what i call "affectionate humiliation," but have learned to qualify it that way because some guys get into what i would call 'violent humiliation' which is different. It's a tough puzzle for me to unravel, so i am always interested when guys understand and can articulate what they need/want and the reasons behind their needs/desires.

i think a lot of people who consider incest immoral have that feeling from cultural conditioning, usually having religious roots. When i was processing out of my own religious upbringing, one of the questions i could never get a good answer on was: "Where did people come from?" i was raised believing that "God created Adam and Eve." That's it. If one ascribes to the story of creation as fact, it doesn't take much thought or consideration to realize that Eve and Adam's kids would have had to fuck and reproduce for the human race to continue. I.e., if, as the story goes, 'God' only created one man and one woman, the rest of the human race would have had to come from incestuous relationships.

Fundamentalist Christian. To me, "fundamentalist" anything is a cult. Any time one starts thinking they know what God thinks or wants, i think one has entered, and is living in, delusion land. i don't usually have a problem with people who believe in something or someone, but when believe ventures into knowledge, that's when those people feel they know who's naughty or nice, who's going to heaven and who's going to hell. i think that's when religion gets evil.

"prefer" doesn't fit for me, it really comes down to the chemistry and connection i have with the guy i am with. As far as i'm concerned, the best sex employs the mind along with the body, and that can happen with or without a blind fold. Getting fucked with a blindfold on can be very hot. As eastvillage notes, there can be a "disadvantage" to being blindfolded. The bottom is missing his visual sense, never quite knows what's going to happen next. Also, the bottom has no idea what his Top looks like, so appearance doesn't figure in for the bottom. Getting fucked while a Top holds your gaze can also be extremely hot, a silent message of ownership, dominance can be sent with that gaze. Both can be awesome.

i wonder what the cost difference is between PrEP and two HIV tests? Depending on how often you fuck, PrEP might be cheaper, as well as more protective.

i've joked (after the fact) that being gay saved me from "God." i was even asked to pastor a church. i sincerely tried to change or resist being gay for most of my life and the "God" i believed in was there the whole time. It took a long time for me (slow learner) but through tons of processing, tears, prayers, i finally realized that the "God" i believed in was just that, belief. i'm not saying there is or isn't a "God," i'm saying that my beliefs were not reality that i could in any way substantiate. On the other hand, it's very evident to me that i'm gay lol. Once i saw it, it was just so simple and clear. i was never following (or trying to follow) "God," i was trying to follow my and other peoples ideas of "God." i still like some of the stuff i picked up from the bible. i like the idea of love as being the most important thing we do with each other. i also like the explanation of why love is so important, "We see and know in part... we see through a glass darkly," i.e., we don't know enough to judge ourselves or others. Yet so many religions eschew love and instead insist they see and know clearly what "God" wants, doing exactly the opposite of what their religion teaches.

i sucked 11 cocks the other day and when i got home i had received my DNA activation kit from AncestryDNA. i didn't do it, but the use a spit sample to analyze your DNA and thought it might be pretty funny to see what 11 loads mixed in the DNA of my spit might do for the results of my ancestry test lol.

Tom Cruise... he seems so in denial and sort of obnoxious and full of himself, but the younger Tom is so fucking cute. Those eyes and his smile, yeah, i'd have His babies.

i used to hate it, and honestly, still do not enjoy gagging or the inability to breath. The gagging and not breathing part is mostly psychological for me, so my head has to be in the right space, and i've gotten better at that. Either way, i still do it, and psychologically it touches something deep in me. i was picked up by a Dom in PS once who changed me into a deep throater. He totally loved and Dommed me into loving it now. This is one of the more magical and mind fuck areas of my sexual life and it's totally psychological. He was so into me taking His 8+ very thick cock down my throat, that He forever got me past my physical concerns. He did not use force at all, but was persistent and relentless (He had a great sense of balance). He saw me. He knew that deep down, i wanted it as much as He did and He helped me get there. He used a combination of letting me see how much pleasure i was giving Him and encouraging me and praising me profusely for my efforts and when i succeeded. By the time we were done, i adored Him and was reborn from a cocksucker to a deep throater.

"BORING BOTTOMS active bottoms."lol, No unclear message here. But, you are "versatile." What's "boring" to you is exciting and a requirement for some Dom's/Tops. There are guys who will tell you to be quiet or gag you or put their hand over your mouth if you are even making sounds they don't want to hear. There are "Dom's" who will "punish" their sub for being "active." i've had lots of Guys who wanted me malleable vs "pushing back" and wanted the total control of being able to put me in what ever position they want. i'm a submissive, not a passive. Passive and submission are not the same thing, eh? i've met more than a few passive tops, and even "dom's," who didn't have a clue how to articulate or get what they want/need and expected the 'sub' to just somehow know or "ask questions" if they wanted to know what They want/need. LMAO. i get this. Again, i have seen this attitude on both sides of the fence (i.e., "tops" or "dom's" who want/demand "just a hole to breed"). More often than not, i have to dampen my "active" side because having a brain makes some guys feel inadequate. You see it all the time in the "D/s" community where "Dom" is associated, to varying degrees, with being all wise, all knowing, all powerful etc.. Some "dom's" even have the expectation that they are a "god." Seriously, i have seen that in several "dom" profiles on Recon, where a guy will say "i am your God." And many want that 'relationship' instantly. To me, those guys may have a dom nature, but don't have a clue how to actually exercise their nature, they just want submission to be conferred without substance, effort or skill on their part, or any actual dominance taking place. i do think there are guys who "REALL find that exciting." i don't find being that way, or the expectation that i should be that way, "exciting."

Fascinating. i have yet to really drink piss (though i think a former FB let some go when He was in my throat once, it was just a little and i'm not sure). prolly because most of my sex is anal and not oral? For me, the psychological/mind fuck component is very powerful. There is something about a guy being able to 'inseminate' me with something His body has made, even if He is flaccid, that is very powerful. Being fucked is more powerful than sucking for me because i have less control, but i see both as ways a Top inseminates. The idea of drinking piss from a glass for me loses something, i guess it's the intimacy of a Top delivering it? What makes piss both powerful and appealing to me is how i associate it with the Guy delivering it. Drinking it from a glass, i'd feel a lost connection?

To me, You're one of those guys that is intimidatingly hot either way, Your pics both simultaneously turn me on and make me go weak. When a guy looks like You do, it comes down to personality/attitude more than whether or not You have hair, because looks wise, You're flawless either way. Your power to make me present (i.e., my pussy) is in Your expression of need and desire, not how You look. Having said that, there is something about hairless that has extra mind fuck power for me. When a guy presents as hairless and all of His power is in HIs personality, it throws me more off balance and gives Him more power with me. For me the most powerful Man is quietly confident mixed with a little humility, not assertively 'loud' or proud in how He presents.

i can't remember the name, but i used to go to an Adult Shop/theater near Fort Knox when i lived in Louisville, seemed to be the place the guys from Ft Knox would frequent.

To me, like it seems for many others here, "repugnant Top" is a contradiction in terms, an oxymoron. We all have our respective needs, one needs to seed, the other needs to receive seed. If the need is great enough, nothing else gets in the way.

i can trace my sub nature back to 6 or 7 years old, when i had my first Dom friend. Of course, at that age, neither of us had a clue about sex, let alone D/s dynamic, but looking back i can see it clearly. At about 9 or 10 years old, i had my second D/s relationship with my cousin who was a year older than me. We never had sex, but i wanted Him badly and still have dreams about Him to this day, even though i haven't seen Him in decades. As little kids, He was always wanting to play tackle football or wrestle, and He was always stronger and always won, He Dommed me big time lol. When i was in 8th grade, i went to live with His family for about 6 months. They only had a two bedroom apartment and His parents had one room and He and His older brother shared the second. i slept on the floor between them. His older brother was often gone, but was always on the floor next to my Cousins bed. Sometimes i'd turn the control of HIs electric blanket up hoping He'd take HIs covers off during the night, but sadly, i never connected with Him sexually. i never had any sexual attraction towards any other of my family members, then or now. i loved my dad, but there was no sexual attraction at all. In fact, i was turned off by guys who reminded me of him when i did start having sex with guys. i also have 2 older brothers, but the age difference was 13 and 10 years older. The oldest was gay even, and hot, but he never turned me on sexually, even when i knew i liked guys. The other brother was straight as an arrow and there was not sexual attraction there either, though i loved him pretty deeply as a kid growing up. i cried like a baby when he went into the Navy.

yesterday... i think i took 11 loads at the local ABS, but i lost count. A few stood out though. One big bear like guy came into my booth. He had a nice cock, but it didn't get fully hard and He said He only liked to get sucked. i sucked Him for about 30 minutes and at first, while i was sucking, He told me to "watch your teeth." That kinda disconcerted me. i take a certain amount of pride in my cock sucking abilities and usually get very positive feed back. i usually curl my lips over my teeth so i can put more pressure while sucking and prevent teeth from touching a Tops cock. After a few, i got vigorous again and He again cautioned, with a bit of a threatening edge in His voice, to watch the teeth. At that point i thought He might be feeling stubble from my upper lip, so i stopped curling my lip and no further problem (note to self: make sure to have my upper lip clean shaved before sucking cock). He clearly had a Dom streak, just had that attitude about Him, but not the kind of Dom that typically collars my inner bitch. He was more of a bullying kind, which doesn't work on me. We invited another guy from the next booth in who was putting His cock through the GH and He had a beautiful, rock hard uncut cock and i had the thrill of running my tongue under His foreskin during prefuck sucking. Another guy was an emaciated skinny homeless looking guy who was obviously tweaking, He came into the booth with me and wanted to fuck but couldn't get it up and was doing the all over the map tweaking thing lol. i just sort of took control by taking His cock in my mouth and plastering Him up against the wall blowing Him. He came really hard, even though He stayed flaccid, and He had that oversensitized response of being over stimulated. i like to hold a guys cock in my mouth for awhile after He comes (secretly hoping He'll piss), but He withdrew and was bouncing off the walls and couldn't get away fast enough. The best fuck was the first guy who took me. He was also apparently Dom in nature and put the tip of His cock on my pussy slit as i bent over and rammed it balls deep. i responded with the appropriate (but not made up) groan, but it only hurt for a few seconds. He obviously took pleasure in making me make noises, so He would alternate gentle fucking with ramming. He was sweet and i loved Him. After He came, i stayed bent over, and He dressed to leave, then hesitated and returned to my upturned ass and petted it, then gave it a hard spank. i haven't been spanked much, and mentally don't really like pain, but He owned me on this one and i continued to love Him. He alternated hard hand slaps on my ass with sort of petting and scratching, His intent was to leave me with a red ass, and He totally His a hot spot on that one... psychologically, i love to be 'marked' by a Top, and He did. He was the most memorable.

i married young, barely 21. i knew i wanted a guy, but was bound by religious belief. i was married for 6 years before i tumbled and had my first cock. i separated from my wife thinking there was no going back and i didn't want to cheat, but i underestimated the hold religion had on me and after six months of separation, guilt, we got back together... but i didn't tell her i'd cheated. i was naive and i figured i had gotten it out of my system, that as my religion taught, "being gay is a choice." i was completely sincere in my beliefs, but that didn't change the fact that i'm gay. It took divorce for me to realize that sex became my only means of affirmation. i dispised my weakness at not being able to resist being with a guy, i cried (a lot), prayed all the time, begged "God" to help constantly, even while driving to a place to hook up, i'd be begging "God" to help me not do it. i tried years of "reparative therapy." Immediately after hooking up, i would cry and hate myself for failing. It was a tortured existence. A few years into my sexing with guys, my wife got sick and i was convinced i'd given her aid's. i went to my pastor and told him what i'd been doing, and he told me i had to tell her. i did and it was pure hell. She was devastated ( though she knew before we married about my attraction to guys). She insisted that in order to heal, she needed to know every detail of what i had done. She had me driving her to all the places i'd hooked up, she was ruthless in her pursuit of every detail. It was one of the most painful times of my life, but i was relieved that it was in the open and i wasn't lying. i figured that had to help me change... it didn't. it took me forever to process through all the cultural and religious garbage i was raised on, but i did. Once i got free of my beliefs, i was no longer obsessed. i still needed and wanted a man, but it was just reality, not an addiction. Prior to that, i simply could not help myself, getting fucked for me was like a fix, self medication, and if i didn't get it , i went through withdrawal. i was driven to be with men and nothing i tried or the shame or guilt of what i went through changed that.

This fascinates me. i'm not opposed to kissing, in fact i love it. Anyone can fuck and breed me, and it's not just sex with me either, i often can feel real affection for a hook up. But kissing takes some different kind of chemistry that i have a hard time articulating. my first wet dream of a guy was when i was in high school. i had this dream of a sweet guy who i barely knew, only in passing (ironically "Randy Lay" was his name lol). In the dream he came up to me looking into my eyes and gave me a warm, sweet kiss. i woke up wet. i can't count the number of cocks i have taken, but i've only kissed about 15 guys in my life. i think it's really strange that it has such an emotional effect.

Several. Just yesterday i sucked one off because he was tweaking so hard he couldn't get it up, but he could cum and his cum was distinctly bitter. i had a regular homeless fb who used to contact me for anonymous walk in, me lying face down, door open. It always took awhile for him to get to my place because he was on foot and always coming from a different area. He was sweet and awesome, i loved him. Another guy would contact me to fuck and also as a way of having a place to sleep overnight. He'd start looking a bit before the shelter closed their doors for the night and if you didn't say yes soon enough, you were out of luck because he couldn't get out after "doors closed."

i do, but it's not "play" for me. To me, i see piss as a serious way that a Top marks His territory or asserts His dominance. For me, force is a sort of hide behind, it's just how i perceive force or bullying, a guy that is not sure of himself relies on force. But matter of fact, presumptuous or even asking shows courage and confidence to me. i love when a Top expresses this with His piss. i've had several Tops piss in me without asking while fucking me, and i love them. i've never drunk piss before, and am afraid too, but also wishing and hoping for a guy to just let His piss flow while His cock is in my mouth without asking. i also love the idea of a Top taking a piss on me after breeding me. To me, these are ways that He marks me and i love Him for it, it has the desired effect of marking me and making me His.

When i was younger and trying to not be gay, i'd sit in cruise restroom stalls and read the writing on the walls. Once i started having sex with guys, i was a regular at all the cruisy restrooms. i remember the first time i got fucked under a stall. i knew he was jacking, he tapped, i tapped and i moved to the side off the seat, but still level with it. He did a reach under and went straight for my ass, his fingers were covered in lube and he went directly into my hole with the intent to lube me. He then pulled on my legs to get me to squat down while sliding his own cock under the wall. He obviously knew what He was doing, and used to being quick in a public restroom situation, and He was in and fuckng me quickly. He came fast and as He pulled out a big wad of His cum followed His cock and landed on the floor, hard to keep it in in that position. There was another department store that had a cruisy restroom, it was right next to the furniture department. Guy that worked there would often follow me in and one time He came into my stall and fucked me while i was facing Him, i managed to brace myself on the assistive bars on the wall. He had to keep shushing me because He was big and was making me moan. i had to flush the toilet to cover the sound when He made me cum fucking me.

Great question and some wonderful first time stories here. If you've read many of my posts on BZ, you prolly know i came from a very conservative religious culture, so i was one of those guys who tried to de-gay because, you know, "god." As a result, i got married to a woman at a young age. i knew from a young age that i liked guys, even got up in church and "confessed" that "sin" when i was 19, and my wife to be was present at that event... but we were all ignorant about what being gay really was. So, i was repressed and suppressed. Ironically, my first sex with a guy was when i was 26. "Ironic" because it happened on a christian missionary ship with one of the crew members. "Skip." He was about my age and hot. i had driven down to San Pedro for the weekend to help refurbish the ship while it was in port. They bunked me with Skip in a small berth with a bunk bed and a single bed across from that. i took the lower bunk, Skip had the bed across from me. When we were introduced, Skip took me on a tour of the ship. He had short shorts on and as he'd go up ladders in front of me, the view was glorious. We worked in separate areas that day and after work, i showered and bunked down. The room was tiny and the only light was from a small port hole from the harbor lights. All you could see were shadows, and those kept you questioning as to what you'd actually seen. i recall waking up later as Skip came into the room, quietly so as not to wake me, as a crew member he'd been with his friends. He didn't know i was awake, we didn't talk and he just climbed onto his bed. Again, all i could see were shadows, but i strained my eyes to watch him and so began a game of cat and mouse. i had skimpy nylon briefs on, one of my few nods to being gay, and as the night progressed, i uncovered myself making sounds like i was sleeping, but restless. He did similarly, as best i could see, slowly stripping off till he was lying naked on top of his bed. He made occasional sucking noises with his mouth, it was a dark and long seduction that seemed to go on for hours. Finally, i could no longer resist and my years of resisting my desire for a guy were over. i got up and quietly went to his bed and he wordlessly offered me his cock. i could barely see what i was doing, but i sucked with a lifetime of hunger and he came pretty quickly. After he came, he rolled over without a word pretending to be asleep, and i returned to my bunk and after awhile drifted off to sleep. The next morning when i woke up, i was excited as hell and wanted to talk with him an make plans for marriage lol, but he was gone. He avoided me that whole day, and i had to leave without seeing him, but i was high as a kite. The next week i returned for the last time to work on the ship before it left port. We didn't bunk together, but i saw him with some other guys and he acted as though nothing had ever happened. The result for me was pretty drastic though. i ended up separating from my wife and moving from the west coast to the east coast. Unfortunately i was alone and was not able to make the separation stick, the religious pull and guilt were too strong in me and we got back together... but that was the start of my cheating and anonymous sex. After that, hook up sex became the only affirmation i had for being gay and i remained addicted until i finally accepted myself years later, left my religion and got divorced. Skip was the first and the one who helped me really know how much i needed a man.

Lot's of good advice already given, so i'll try to add some different points and emphasize a few. Most of us are in this for the long term, i.e., getting fucked is a life long event, not just something we do for a few months, or even years, then stop, so it makes sense that our approach should take the long term into account. As bottoms (heck, everyone) we want to promote and maintain a healthy colon. With that in mind, i would advise against the practice of using chemical enemas and meds like lotrimin as neither of those promote colon health and repeated, long term use probably does damage. Our gut is home to bacteria that we live in symbiosis with. We have 10x more bacteria living in our colon than we have cells that make up our entire body. The Western Diet is bad for that environment. The healthiest diet is a whole food plant based diet with no added sugar, salt or oils (WFPBD), but most of us are not goiing to do that, so we try to eat healthier. Several have mentioned fiber. We don't get nearly enough fiber on the Western diet. Fiber is food for good bacteria in our gut. Fiber is not something our body can break down and absorb, so it passes through and adds bulk. Nerdy fact, cultures that have plant based diets don't have diverticulitis. Diverticulum are little pockets that form on the colon. A big part of clean out problems are related to what we eat. If we eat lots of meat, dairy and processed stuff that has relatively no fiber in it, it has no bulk when it reaches the colon and it cannot be removed effeciently or completely because it is not filling the colon that is moving it. Fiber supplements can help, eating lots of fruit and veggies is best.

Lol, yeah, "vomit" occurred to me too, and yeah... wouldn't want that... but i am surprised how far i've come. For me, i love having something of Him inside me and even mixing with me. Piss does that. i'm a nurse and have to put catheters in. Some guys it hurts, others don't care. i've put them in myself to see how it feels, doesn't hurt to me, but we're all different. For me, my Top using a catheter to empty my bladder so He can fill it with His piss is like Him fucking and impregnating me, the idea is awesome for me, both mentally and physically. i've never swallowed piss, but psychologically could be easily trained to do so and have begged for it before at a glory hole. If your Top has put a catheter in you with a valve, once He has pissed inside you, you have to hold it till He opens the valve and lets it out 😉

yes, no doubt this happens sometimes.