alephalpha0

@PozToxVersPig Sir, I salute and thank you for the depth of research you put into your post. There are several ideas that have been floating around in my head for a good while now that were validated by your timeline (and a couple other guy's posts.) One is that the current "newer" generations of we silly queers are operating a culture that is only slightly based upon the culture of our forefaggots. We who came out and embraced our gay post-Matthew Sheppard did so largely without the help and guidance of older gay men via bars and backrooms. We also found bits and pieces of our past, and easy connections to other men, online in the pre-commercial websites you listed (although you didn't mention yahoo! Groups, which were the major hub of erotic fiction, fetish picture collections, and hookup chatrooms that 13 year old and onward Me inhabited.) The other major idea is that this easy connection to other gay men, that has only accelerated and widened (not deepened) once cell phones came into play has ultimately cheapened and sorta invalidated the gay hookup. At least in my mind's eye, the gay hookup that "once was." The risk of coming onto the wrong man is mitigated with the existence of pure gay "social spaces" that are a weird blend of cyber and physical space. It is now the opposite in that straight men must specifically seek out their own entry (via creating a profile or downloading an app) in order for them to be hit on or propositioned sexually. And these spaces come with tools to filter away those who we think we don't want to fuck with. As well as mini-platforms to vocalize and show off a speck of our personalities, but to my dismay seem to mainly be used to list demands or everything that one wont do. It may be that my view/concept of what it was like to hook up pre-1990 is skewed and in no way based on reality.. but the risk of (at best) getting the shit kicked out of you or (at worst) full on being murdered, compounded with the fact that you had to know the body language and ephemera of cruising or at least know a little to be discrete about hitting on another man, as well as the fact was it was out-right illegal and culturally heinous to have sexual relations with another man... All added up to the gay hookup being a political, rebellious, life-affirming act. ..... Do I think on this line of thought often? Yes, usually while scrolling through Grindr looking for some breeder top to satisfy my deep-seated need for connection and communion with another gay man, if only for an hour if I'm lucky.

So... How was your cumdump? How many raw loads did your cunt get?

I'm a little bit particular/mental about cumming.. I'll edge for days building up a load, to the point where my balls are just about killing me. And I mostly bottom so I don't want to cum since that makes my prostate highly sensitive and renders me unable to be fucked for a good long minute of slow recovery. So I'm usually alone and in a near-sleep state of being when I finally go the mile and give myself the release of an orgasm. More often than not this happens with me on my back with legs either up in the air or man-spread, on a telegram video chat, in my bed. It feels amazing to push my cock out and down so the cum sorta glazes my hole and inner thighs and falls onto my bed-sheet.. Once I stop ejaculating (sometimes during) I usually start crashing down and drift into the post-orgasm coma and don't bother with cleaning up the cum. Waking up with cum dried on my hole and in my leg hairs feels right. I wash and change my sheets maybe every couple weeks. Never really thought too much about it, but that's the main location and way that I cum.

Fuck, this is probably the best story I've come across on this forum in a good long while.. The writing was perfect, it never got dull or over-done on the details, and the length was just right for a couple jerk off sessions. And you finished it! It makes me so sad when a story that I'm enjoying abruptly ends and gets abandoned. I would love to see the videos of Tanner's first parTy boy experience. The version in my head will have to do.

I'm generally for it, in as much as I identify with Faggot, Cocksucker, and Queer as labels for myself. For me the word Faggot is a personal deliberate distinction between myself and "The Gays" and their Gay Agenda.. No self-respecting Faggot, Cocksucker, or Queer boy would ever dream of living anything like the heteronormative, white picket fenced, watered-down life that the Agenda has managed to achieve. So for me, when a top calls me Faggot anytime, anywhere, It's just confirmation that I am one individual in a long line of Faggots dating back since time began.. And I get a little sense of pride from that.

Hey all, sub party bottom based outta Fort Worth here.. Love getting out to Dallas for a fuck-night of fun.

Updated username now. @alephalpha0 Like my profile says: party sub bottom, always looking for my owner.

Holy shit yes, thank you for finishing this story!

Been reading this story on the train ride to a fuck bud's place in Dallas tonight.. My jock pouch is now soaked in precum. Thank you for telling us this experience of yours. I'm so very looking forward to the rest of the tale. Side note: I hope you manage to let it be a singular experience and keep on with your hard-won new life. From one party pig to another pig, a slip is not defeat or failure.

I feel ya on running in the family. Both parents are sex addicts, guess what I turned out to be?

It's been a little under a year since my friend Zac passed, but we were occasional "sluts together" over the last 5 years. Both of us are party bottoms, so the sex between us was rare. One of us would get the urge to get a motel room in Dallas, and would call the other to join. He would usually do a full shower+extra routine while I cruised the fuck apps. I miss that type of knowing someone. I saw and encouraged his sex pig side and he saw mine back, no judgements. RE: family? I'm assuming they know I'm promiscuous, my dad and I established the "ask only what you really want to know" rule early on. Same rule was done with my mom.. But that implies " other sexual stuff " occurs too.. I don't think anyone knows the actual depth of my slutiness.

Thank you for this well written hardcore fuck story. I'm seriously in need of the next chapter!

This is fantastic. I've been reading it and leaking precum like a faucet from my party cock. Digging the pacing of the story and the details.

No lie, I've known and had the pleasure of being spun with a Jay who sounds very much like this one.

This is beyond perfect.

BB sub party bttm with few limits. Love chatting, always looking for my Master.

Mmmm I'd love to know what scenes on what films they are... High from a fellow Texan in DFW.

This is my type of scene.. Been edging to your story all day, keep going back to the beginning and reading through ... Please let there be more of this twisted fantasy.

This needs more chapters, please. My cock wouldn't stop leaking and twitching the entire time I was reading it.

Digging the story, please write more!