BottomBiCork

TBH, I rarely cum from being fucked, and I certainly don't attempt to reach orgasm before the top who is currently making use of me. As I've said elsewhere, my own cock and orgasm are not just unimportant, but potential distractions to the purpose of the top getting his nut. In the unlikely event that I DO cum before I've completely discharged my duties, and it has happened, then it's not my place to stop proceedings. Yes, it can become uncomfortable, even painful in a way that is not sexual like the pain of penetration, but I am committed to the top's pleasure. If my flesh was weak then I deserve the discomfort I experience while he demonstrates his alpha position in the transaction. Only myself to blame, after all. On a couple of occasions, I've had to take more than the one fucking after I've ejaculated. In my experience, it's a little bit like being taken almost dry - both rings contract and my rectum becomes far less pliable, although it does tend to ease out after about 10 mins. Physically, it's not particularly appealing. But it's both my job to take it and my penance for being so impatient as to shoot off before the principal.

I think that ass-to-mouth has become more widespread in the last few years. Whether this is a purely local phenomenon for me, I couldn't say. But I do believe that a true bareback bottom should see it as his duty to suck the top's cock clean after being favoured with his raw load. Apart from the incentive to douche thoroughly, the top deserves the respect and utter commitment to his pleasure that such an ostensibly degrading act entails. Plus, it's just good manners.

I think this is very much a case of horses for courses. I am a total submissive bottom, and tend to prefer total tops like the OP. I completely agree with hungtopnyc on the point about completely opposite roles. I like submitting to a guy who demands to be the guy giving the cock all the time. I have no interest in topping at all. Just the way I'm made. If a guy claims to be top and then starts asking if I'd ever consider fucking him or taking the dominant role, that is a total turn-off for me. That said, I won't turn down a fuck just because the guy is vers. As long as he understands my declared interest, and doesn't try to "convert" me, it's all gravy.

While agreeing with the vast majority of your post (ie: that there are degrees of domination and submission, and each to their own), I can't help but take exception to this particular statement/assumption. Just because I have no need or desire to experience orgasm when being bred does not mean I do not respect the Top who is using me for his pleasure. By the same token, I do not presume that the Top has no respect for me as the vehicle for his own selfish pleasure. We are engaging in a specific and immediate relationship wherein the aim of the contact is HIS orgasm(s), not mine. Very simple. My personal desire is being fulfilled by taking another man's seed. His by doing the seeding. Whatever kinks or switches that operate in the sexual pleasure centres of the two participants, respect for each other is an entirely exterior concern, unrelated to the transaction. Indeed, there are certainly people for whom degradation, humiliation and abuse is their major turn-on, but even then there must be a modicum of respect between the participants, otherwise they would avoid each other completely. Finally, and this is purely personal, while I appreciate the pornographic quality of keeping a count for relating to others later, for me it is not a numbers game. Each time I get bred it is about that exact moment, nothing else. Voyeurs, future retelling of the details and accurate updating of my load count for the day/week/year are all utterly absent from my mind. To the OP: Personally, I rarely cum while being fucked. For many of the reasons outlined by others, but principally because my role is that of sub bottom. The fuck is about the top cumming in me. When he's done, if he just wants to walk away, then so be it. I get the distinct impression that many other bottoms think this way, for sure most of those on here. Indeed, I would venture that the nature of this board attracts submissive bottoms and dominant tops, as well as truly vers guys on that spectrum, more than other demographics. But then, there are still guys like flexbtm above who think differently. Like anything else, a bottom's desire for orgasm is something that can be quickly and easily ascertained on initial contact if the meet is planned in advance. Not so easy in a bathhouse or sauna situation, but then if you're gonna complain about what goes on in such places, then you shouldn't be there in the first place, IMHO. Each to their own.

I'd say it's pretty unusual. Probably just the way your rectum is built. Most bottoms need at least a little stretching to get used to anything bigger than 6", as the typical depth of the male rectum is about 4.5", give or take. I'm able to take a solid 7" with just ring-loosening and a first-thrust stretch as long as I've prepped properly, but it always still hurts a bit each time they bottom out. To be honest, I think you may be missing out on something I enjoy, as part of the pleasure in being a sub bottom for me is the pain itself. As many bottoms say, the pain from being penetrated is, for me, a good pain, and with a good top it becomes a sweet dance on the pain/pleasure boundary. However, my ring actually being torn I do not find that pleasurable. It's the internal depths pain that I find so addictive.

I was on the way home from a dinner-party last night, it was a warm evening so had decided to walk, and I was pleasantly drunk. On taking a short cut through a side street I spotted two guys making out in a lock-up doorway, their hands getting busy down each other's pants. I slowed my walk to take a bit of a peep as I went past and one of the guys came up for air from the lip-lock and looked over his paramour's shoulder to see me. I immediately recognised him as a married guy I've hooked up with several times over the last couple of years. I winked at him and made to walk on by when he said something to his playmate, broke the clutch and hurried over to me. "Fancy getting fucked?" he said, all business. I could smell the beer and whiskey on his breath, so guessed he'd been in the nearby gay club. "What about your friend, he no good for you?" I replied. "Nope, he's a top too so we were just wanking each other off." came the slightly slurring reply. I glanced over to see his erstwhile hand-relief leaning back in the doorway dragging on a cig with one hand, the other slowly stroking a sizeable-looking semi that was poking out through his unbuttoned trousers. "He wants to fuck ass too." purred my buddy, stepping in and slipping his hand down the back of my trousers. Then he took my hand and put it into his own open flies, where his nice thick 7 incher was slicked with precum and what I presumed was spit. It twitched in my palm just as his probing fingers reached my rosebud and gave a gentle press. "Come on, two big cocks for your hole, you'll love it." he insisted. Now I had cleaned out thoroughly and prelubed before heading to the party (on the basis that you never know who you might meet), but that had been a good 4 hours previously. Nevertheless, the tip of his finger eased in through my ring and I knew from my own internal reaction that I was going to give in to his demands. "Where will we go? Has he got a place nearby?" I asked as we walked back toward the doorway. "No." came the gruff reply from the stranger. Now that I was closer and he was standing straighter, I could see that he was heavier set than either me or my old friend and a good couple of inches taller than me. But I mainly noticed two things: first, the large size of the knob on his cock (which was now fully stiff and pointing out and up from under the end of his shirt) large shiny and purple, swelling out from the not inconsiderable shaft like a lollipop on a stick; secondly, the wedding ring glinting on his hand as he slowly rolled the foreskin over and back of this mushrooming plum. "What about your car?" I queried. "No, took a taxi tonight." A man of few words, I guessed. My buddy had gone completely quiet, but had now got one finger buried to the knuckle up my hole and was making me shiver my hips with his digging around. "Where then?" I half-stammered. He didn't reply, but dropped his cigarette, stamped on it, then walked past me, grabbing me by the upper arm and pulling me along behind him, like a cop frog-marching a suspect to the cells. My heart started to race with the combined fear and excitement of what was happening. Had I been less drunk, I might have tried to bolt away, but that may have been pointless, considering his vise-grip hand and undoubted strength. In any case, I was already thinking of the cocks I was going to get. Just a few yards down the street there was a narrow alley with a car parked in it. He dragged me to the far end of the car, pushed me face down on the hood, then said to my buddy "You go first, stretch this cunt open for me." My pants were already open and unzipped, unnoticed by me in the flurry of things happening. They were down by my knees along with my boxers in a flash and my buddy was spreading my cheeks and spitting on my proffered pucker. With next to no ceremony, his cock was at my ring and pushing hard. Even with my prelubing and his fingering and spit, it was still quite a "stinger" as it pushed through. "Ow ow ow!" I whimpered, trying to control the volume so as not to attract attention. "Shut up!" came the equally quiet, yet stern and determined voice of Mr Gruff (as I had come to think of him) "You've taken bigger. And you're going to take mine. So take it like a good bitch and be quiet about it." My buddy was at least a bit more sensitive, and pulled out most of his cock in order to apply more saliva. He did that 2 or 3 times, then he was all the way in. He started to stroke in and out, working up a very quick rhythm, slapping hard against my ass on each thrust. His balls are quite pendulous and were whacking off my own sack at the peak of each thrust. I was stifling a squeal as he bottomed out each time, while he was grunting harder and harder. Mr Gruff said a few things, like "That's it, stretch him good" and "Nice one, give that cunt what it deserves". Then, almost without warning, my buddy grabbed me around the waist, lifting me up off the car, and thrust hard into me, almost shouting "Fuck yeah! Fuck! God yeah!" as his balls emptied their sticky mess into my gut. Then he collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath. Mr Gruff wasn't in the mood to hang around while we caught our rest. "Right, my turn" and he was pulling my seeder's torso back and away. His still-hard cock popped out with an audible cum-fart noise, and I could feel a trickle of ass-juice and spunk sliding down my crack and over my balls. I lifted me chest up from the car hood, with the intention of freeing one of my legs from the restriction of my trousers, only to feel a meaty hand between my shoulder blades, pushing me quickly back down onto the warm metal. "Nice load." said Mr Gruff, and gave a chuckle, the first light-hearted thing he'd said. "Yeah, most of a week in there" replied my buddy "Should be wet enough for you." Then I felt that enormous cockhead which I'd only glanced earlier push against my taint. "My god, that's gonna hurt!" went through my head. He swept it gently up and down a couple of times, I presume to pick up some of the load as lube, but also making me think he would be gentler than his demeanour up to then had indicated. Well, that idea lasted about a second, as he took swift aim at my hole and jammed it into my hole hard and unmercifully. I couldn't help squawking out loud like a stuck pig, as he got no more than half the helmet in the first time. He withdrew and leaned down next to me, all smoke and beer. "If you can't take it you shouldn't offer it. Take the pain, you dirty slut." and he slammed it in again. This time, it sent a stab of pain down the back of both my thighs as well as into my stomach. I gritted my teeth tight and held a high-pitched squeal in as best I could. And then it was in. The shaft behind was like a cooling salve compared to the head and I relaxed as Mr Gruff wasted no time in starting to plough his full length up me. I was a little bit surprised to find that he was a good inch or more shorter than my buddy, that big head distorted the visuals somewhat, I guess. His thrusts were slower than the first fuck, but he used his full length, pulling right out to stretch my ring halfway over his knob, then sliding back in to the balls, repeat. It occurred to me as he kept this long stroke up that he was using my hole in the same way as he was tossing himself off earlier. The constant pulling of his large cockhead on my ring was giving me an incredible series of sensations on each draw back, then the feeling of that big plum pushing my walls apart then sucking them outward with it was beginning to build my own heat in my balls. The sound of the gentle slap of his hips against my ass, the sucking sound of his cock as it slurped in an out, and the sound of a cock being wanked furiously near my head (my buddy, who was getting a second wind, I guess) all combined to bring me to the edge of orgasm. I reached a hand down to administer a few tugs on my own meat, only for Mr Gruff to grab my hand and pin it behind my back. "Not till I'm done, you don't." My show of impertinence spurred him on, or maybe it was the new hold he had on me, either way he leaned in and changed to short, quick thrusts, jackhammering an inch or two of his cock forward and back while he pinned me with his weight and arms. Then he was leaning back again and his cock was pulled right out. Then hammered back in like the first time he entered. It still hurt, but not as much. I gave out a little whimper of pain anyway. "Yeah, I knew you liked that" as he repeated this process a dozen or so times. Pull it right out, hammer it back in. My hole was slick with cum, precum, spit and ass-juice. But still the plum of a helmet stretched and caught, making it "shlop" and fart as he did this. Then he hammered it in once more and just held it half-way into me. I could feel the tremors in his cock and the expanding warmth of another thick load of man-seed flooding my rectum. He held me in position and let his breathing return to normal as first the pulses faded, then the rod of his cock begin to wilt. Finally, he released my arm and pulled his slackening member out. I started to slide down the hood of the car, my legs like jelly. My buddy, standing next to us, took the opportunity to present his own slick cock to my mouth. I instinctively opened up and he grabbed my head in both hands and shoved his cock in, cum erupting from it almost immediately. Four or five shots of cum mingled with the mild taste of ass still on his cock from ten mins earlier. Then he pulled it away and turned my head to the side. Gruff's cock, all slimy and sagging, the head still massive in comparison to the rest of it, but now deflated like a leaky balloos, took his place and was thrust fully into my mouth. The soft head pressed into my throat as I dutifully sucked and tongued the softening meat. He pulled it half out and I worked my tongue around his foreskin, cleaning it inside and out, then gave one last long swallow and held it dutifully there for as long as I could. Then he let go, tucked his cock into his pants, zipped up, patted me twice on the cheek, said "Cheers. Good luck." and walked away. My buddy was already gone. It took me a few minutes before I could stand up fully and fix my pants back in place. My ring was complainingly sore from the battering, and cum was leaking freely out of me for the entire walk home. I climbed into bed and left it running out of me, galzing my butt cheeks and staining to sheet. Wanked off a furious load remembering how it had all happened. When I woke this morning, I found a text message from an unknown ID. It was Mr Gruff. He'd gotten my number from my buddy. He wants to make it a regular thing. Ow.

Can I ask the tops who like small dicks does the bottom not getting hard have the same turn-on for you?

As a bottom, I see it as part of my duties to suck the top's cock, before during and after. Much like it's rude not to swallow cum that's been shot in my mouth, it's definitely ignorant to not clean his cock off after he's done me the honour of filling my ass with his seed. It also acts as an incentive to clean properly if I know I'm going to be tasting it.

Definitely think screen names should be added. The vagueness of the accuracy is plenty anonymity for me.

On most hookup sites I have a public picture of my ass standing, legs slightly spread and cheeks barely cracked. However I have a private photo which I often send, that shows the same stance but bent over so that my buttocks have lifted and parted and my ring is clearly on view. Funny thing, several times the Top I'm chatting/IMing to has been turned off by the bent over photo. It seems not all Tops are as intent on seeing the pussy as most of you guys say you are.

Had an interesting night. Was working till 11:30, but it was slow and boring so I logged on to a few sites around 10pm to see if there was any action to be had when I was finally finished. Had a message waiting for me on BBRT from a newish regular, asking if I was working. I messaged back saying when I was finished, expecting it to be too late for him, as he's usually the retire to bed early type. Left it at that and logged into Gaydar chat. In the chat room I got an immediate PM from a semi-regular married guy who's gone crazy for BB since he first seeded me just before Christmas. He's been wanting to fuck me while I have a cummy hole, but he never hangs around for long after he shoots his own load, gets nervous after the deed so to speak. Anyway, he asked if I was around anytime soon, and I explained the shift hours and the time I would need to get home and douched. He seemed to be wavering about waiting that long and was about to move on when I got a ping back from BBRT. It was my regular top saying if I could make it by 12:30 that he had a load or two for my ass. I told the married guy that I'd gotten a clear offer and that if he wanted to meet he'd have to make his mind up quick, as I wasn't going to turn down a definite fuck for a maybe. This news perked him up and he asked "is he going to fuck you bare?" I replied yes, almost certainly, he quickly asked "you going to take his load in your hole?" Again, yes. "Can you meet me after so I can fuck you with spunk already in you?" I explained it could be a good while later and I didn't want him to be in trouble with his missus. "She's away, you can call over to my place and get another fuck, I know you want it!" He was right, of course. So I agreed. I'd suggested in the past that he come along to my regular's place and join in, but he is wary about being outed, so I didn't press. Anyway, to cut to the chase, I went to the regular's as planned. I was barely in the door when he had me down on my knees and taking a nice quick shallowish hammering in his living room, on the rug in front of the fire with some dumb Steven Seagal movie on the tv. I like when the first one is quick, as it usually means he's gunning for a second round. Sure enough, after he shot his swimmers up me, he put my buttplug into me, sat back on the couch and sparked up a joint, pointing at his cock in his standard signal for me to get sucking. After about fifteen minutes of speechless him smoking and holding my head down while I gagged and throated to the best of my ability, he stubbed out the spliff and had me lie back on the couch, legs in the air. Then he took his time working his 7.5" in right up me and slowly building up a nice deep fuck. I was crying out each time he bottomed out, which made him grin like a cheshire cat. Eventually, he pulled my ass right off the edge of the couch and jammed right into my guts, said "look at me" and started grunting and curling his lip as he unloaded another batch of sperm as far up me as he could while he fixed my eyes with a calculating look that said "you are my bitch" more than any words. As soon as he was satisfied, he abruptly pulled out and stood up, grabbing my head and pushing his slimy cock into my mouth for cleaning. He soon started to soften, and suddenly slapped me gently and said "I'm done, let yourself out" and went away to bed. Well I dressed and left, buttplug back in place, and checked my phone. There were 3 messages all from the married guy, asking was I still coming over with my cum-filled ass for him to fuck. I replied that I was on my way and would be there in 15 minutes (his place being more or less on the way back to mine). When I got there he was full of questions about the guy who'd just fucked me, what was his cock like, did I know him well, did he cum much, was the cum still in there, could he feel it with his fingers - he said more in 3 minutes as we were getting undressed in the spare room than the regular had said in an hour of sex. Anyway, it had the requisite effect on his cock, as it was pointing almost straight up when he was standing. He's not as long as the first guy but has one of those thickish cigar-shaped cocks that make for great photos. Anyway, when I bent over and removed the buttplug, he couldn't get enough of fingering my ass and then sticking his cum-covered digits into my mouth. I think he tasted it himself too, but not sure that he liked it. He wasn't going to last long, I could tell from his excitement. So I advised him to sit back and I would sit down onto it, that way he could watch to cum slide down his cock as I rode him. He nearly burst with delight at the suggestion and positioned himself propped up on pillows, holding his cock at a right angle. I threw a knee either side, facing away from him, and slowly slid down onto his pole. Then back up and slowly down. I repeated this maybe 10 or 12 times before he grabbed my hips and started thrusting hard up from the bed. I bounced on top as best I could, trying to stay in contact but working with the rhythm. He was talking the whole time, saying "Fuck thats hot, thats so hot, look at that cum, he really fucked a lot of cum into you, didnt he? You dirty slut" and so on. He lasted no longer than a minute before he was shouting "AAAH! AAAH! AAAH!" and adding his own mixture to my well lubricated chute. After he stopped shaking, I relaxed sown and let him feel the suede while he caught his breath. Then I asked him to roll with me to let him out without making a mess. "Are you gonna keep my cum in there too?" he asked, almost sheepishly. I told him yes, but would need the buttplug for the journey home. I think he got even more enjoyment from putting the plug back in than he had from the initial sight and feel of my messy orifice had given him about 5 minutes earlier. I knew that he'd be soon getting awkward as the sex buzz wore off, so quickly sucked him clean and set about dressing and leaving, thanking him as I did for his load. His now almost monosyllabic replies got fewer and further between, so I took my cue and said "Stay in touch" and walked out. I was home in another 15 minutes or so, and went to log in to the various sites again, as I usually do before bed. I was planning on coming in here to recount this story anyway. But lo and behold, I was immediately PM'd on Gaydar again. This time it was a guy I've met maybe half a dozen times over the last 4 years, so this was somewhat a bolt from the blue. He asked if I was looking and I explained that, to be honest, I'd just been fucked and was thinking of heading for bed. He said he was in the neighbourhood and really needed to unload. Now, he'd only fucked me once before and that was safe. So I thought he meant a blowjob. But he does have a nice big 8" thick cock that fits nicely into my throat due to its downward curve, so I said I could suck him off if he was desperate and could be here quickly. Then he said "I was hoping to fuck some ass, really. and you're already cleaned for the other guy, can I fuck you, your ass felt great the last time." I knew that I couldn't get cleaned out in time if he was coming straight over, so I told him I was a bit messy down below, so prob not a good idea. "you mean shit? yuck." I decided to bite the bullet and said "No, spunk. Three loads of spunk. Raw spunk." He went quiet for what seemed like an age, so I prompted with "Sorry, didn't mean to shock you." although I really did. He replied "no thats fucking horny. can I shoot my cumload in there too?" How could I refuse. In short order, he was in the door, had me bend over the back of the couch (he likes to stand while fucking, as I remembered at the last minute) and was sliding his thick member into me with total ease. There wasn't much finesse about his style the last time, but I guess the sight and sound of his cum-covered cock slurping in and out of me had him transfixed because he kept up a constant speed and length of stroke for about 10 minutes. He said nothing at all during this, because he had his t-shirt hem held in his mouth with his hands gripping my hips steady on the couch back. The stillness of the room and the constant slap-surp-slap-slurp of the fucking got me really turned on and I got one of my rare full erections from a fuck. I didn't touch my cock though, as my hands were on the cushions, bracing my torso. Then he began to quicken the pace and started to moan, and I could tell from the stabbing at the end of each thrust that he was about to cum. "Shoot it into me, cum in my ass, come on, breed me" I said and that put him over. He bent down to my back and grabbed me around the midriff, holding me tight to his chest as he humped deep into me, with short staccato punches right into my innards, grunting deep in his chest with each shot. The space between them slowly spaced out and his grip relaxed. "Thank you." I said, in my gentlest, sub slut voice. He chortled and slid backwards. As he did, I slid and twisted and took his still magnificent cock into my mouth, completing my whorish duties. "Wow" he said "just wow" in reply to my arched-eyebrow silent query. "you do love cum, don't you?" I mmm-hmmmed and nodded my head, causing his cock to twitch as it subsided in my throat. He was soon going as quickly as he had arrived. Before he did, he said he was going to have to "do that to you a lot more". I thanked him again, insisting it was my pleasure and saying I only wished I'd known he'd wanted it sooner. I went to the shower and let cum trickle out of me while my hole tightened back to something approaching normal. Then I made my way on here and started to type. Start to finish, from the rug in front of the fire to climbing into the shower was, in total, about 2 hours and 20 mins. 4 loads, 3 guys. Not a bad night for a boring shift at work.

Please do. Only wish I was smaller, asian and a lot closer to you... ;-)

Thats a great vid, bbblktop ;-)

If I'm taking a cock raw then I guess I expect to be bred when he shoots. It's the logical and natural conclusion to the act itself, and reinforces the top's dominance over me as his current bitch boy. That said, I won't refuse an oral load either, and it is up to the top to decide where he dumps his cum.

Finished last year with a very good run, taking 36 anal loads in December alone, which pushed my total taken to well over the 100 mark for 2010. Possibly as many as 130-140, but I didn't keep an exact count earlier in the year when I was getting a lot more from several regulars so no exact count. I reckon I swallowed another 60 or so throughout the year, either from basic BJs or from condomed fucks where I got fed at the end. I've recently found a couple of new regulars, one of whom is always a multi-cummer, and my hosting situation is much improved compared to most of last year. So far in 2011 I've already taken 21 loads up my hole, swallowed 2 more. If that average keeps up, I should be hitting 350-400 by Dec 31st. Although I'll be happy with whatever is supplied.

This is interesting. I'd like to ask an extension to the original question: do you Tops find some asses that make you cum very quickly or even quicker than normal? I ask because several different tops have said this to me after a planned long session ended up being more of a pump'n'dump. They've even used almost the same words - "your ass just makes me come too fast, sorry!" Not that I was ever complaining. That would be insubordinate.

I just sucked guys off from the age of 19 to 23. Then I met a guy a few times, and after the 4th or 5th time he asked me to fuck him. After much persuading, I tried (with condom) but didn't enjoy it at all. Couldn't stay hard. We left it at that, only met once more for a bj. About 4 years later, another guy, in his 40s, asked me while I had a mouth full of his gorgeous 8" cock if I was into anal at all. I told him not really with guys, had tried and didn't like it. He pressed and I told him the story. "So, you've never been fucked in the ass?", and his cock went rock hard in my mouth. He started asking could he try it out, saying I had a talented mouth and he was sure my ass would be better, etc. Well, I was getting aroused by the idea, and by the fact that his cock got really hard each time he mentioned it. So I gave in. Jesus, but it hurt! He had very little technique and I was as yet completely unaware of how to relax and work my ass muscles to our mutual advantage. Once he shot, I was just glad it was over. That experience, combined with the earlier disaster, turned me right off fucking with guys. I happily kept on being a cocksucker at every available opportunity. I didn't try anal again until I was 31. This time it was with a top who knew what he was doing, opened me up properly, didn't try to go too fast until I was stretched, and it was one of those rare times that I came just from being fucked. I was converted. This guy turned me into the sub cumdump that I am, as from the 3rd time we fucked he always did me raw. He taught me how to douche and the penalty for not doing it properly (a taste of my own shit, basically) as he went A2M. He even organised a few groups including one bareback gangbang with about 15 guys, me and one other bottom the rest tops. He moved to the States a couple of years ago, so I rarely see him anymore. Still thankful I met him though.

Very interesting thread. Speaking as a total sub bottom, I get a real kick out of the discomfort and pain from taking a cock. Whether this is as a result of lack of lube, cock size or technique, the pain/pleasure mix reminds me that it's my place to take the Top's cock, and to be grateful for it. if the Top gets more turned on by my being in pain, then it is even more fulfilling of my submissive desires. I will usually ask the Top beforehand of what to expect and whether I should be vocal about any pain or if he'd prefer that I keep it as stifled as possible. One regular loves to hammer me hard while telling me not to whimper, then he gets off on making me hurt enough so that I can't keep it in. When I do finally cry out, he gets rougher and quicker and usually starts to shoot soon after. On a related note, I've met many guys who love to gag me with their cock, choking me and making me splutter. This is particularly true of well-hung guys, I have found. I guess they like the physical confirmation that they've got a big one. Most of them like fucking to hurt too. Anybody else find this? Tops: do you like that as well?

As promised, if slightly late: Got 5 more loads last night, one oral, four anal. All were quickies, two were anonymous (I wore a blindfold). After the last guy seeded my ass and left, I squatted over a bowl and pushed out as much cum as I could. Then I drank it while wanking myself off. Got one more load this morning before the house was no longer empty. Was the old regular from yesterday again, but he didn't take so much time on this occasion, 20 mins tops. Going to call to his hotel this evening for more. Finishing the year with a real bang!

Have the house to myself for the day and am making use of it. Just got my third load since lunchtime. First guy was a new guy I made contact with on BBRT over the weekend. Married guy with needs. He was all brusque and somewhat rushed, was undoing his trousers in the hall when I let him in. Got to the couch, dropped my trackies and knelt down with my belly over the arm. He just climbed up behind and hammered away. Nice cock, about 6.5", long head on it. He didn't last long, despite slowing right down to try to avoid cumming the next thrust brought him over the edge. He shot it deep and withdrew. I think I shocked him slightly by offfering to clean his cock for him, but he was very grateful after. Left with promises to have a longer session next time, as start to finish this was all of 10 mins. Second guy was an old regular who is back in town for Christmas. He arrived almost directly after the first guy had left. Much more relaxed session than the earlier pump'n'dump. He's one of those hung (9" & thick) guys who gets turned on by the bottom struggle to take his cock. This means we always start with me going down on him and he forces it deep enough to make me gag and choke. Every time I do, he twitches to an absolute ramrod hardon. After a while he stays fully stiff and then he gives the signal for me to sit on it. I turned my ass to him, popped his big bell knob in and slowly stretched down to accommodate his cock. Once I was right down on it, inner hole nipping at his head, I began to work my ass up and down slowly. The load I'd gotten earlier was soon trickling down his cock and seeing that turned him on so much that he grabbed my hips, pulling me tight to him, then lifted forward off the couch pushing me flat onto the ground. Pinned down under him (he's 6'3", built), I spread my legs as far as possible while he tucked a cushion under my pelvis. Then he started a steady rhythm with long strokes. He's a talker, and kept telling me how he'd missed using my slut ass, how he was going to be loading me as much as possible for the next week, how he loved the feel of the other guy's cum on his cock. Without much in the way of pause, he gradually increased his speed and thrust power so that I was crying out at each apex. He was very appreciative of that, saying "yeah, you forgot how much my cock hurts, didn't you?" and slamming it in harder. Eventually, he arced his back and pushed his groin right into me, pulling my hips back into him at the same time, his cock straining at full swell and right up as far as he could get. It hurt like hell and I could feel his cum splashing right into my colon, seven or eight hard spurts. As soon as he was done, he abruptly pulled it out. Even the sensation of his cock leaving gave me a twinge of pain at my inner ring, he yanked it out so quick. He sat back on the couch and sparked up the joint I'd left in the ashtray for him. "Get sucking, faggot" was my cue to return to my gagging duties. He didn't lose his hardness completely, so I was able to deepthroat him easily to start with. As the smoke and my ministrations took effect, however, he rose again and was soon holding my head down as I spluttered and gasped. Soon enough, it was time for round two. Back on the rug, but this time on my side, he took his time. Lots of slow then fast then slow, every now and then he'd pull out to go a2m, specially when he lost his full stiff. He loves smearing the mixture of loads, lube and my own spit over my face, then shoving it into my throat, before returning to my ass. after 20 mins or so of this, he put me on my stomach and started to build to his second orgasm. But, in a reversal of the earlier situation, as he got close, he pulled out and sat on the couch, lighting the remainder of the spliff. "Sit on it and finish me off" he commanded. So I obediently slid my hole onto his cock, then worked my thighs as hard and fast as I could while gripping and releasing with my ass muscles. To encourage me to work faster, he slapped my ass hard whenever my efforts were less than required. I must have been doing something right, however, as he was soon pulling me down hard and shouting "take it, take it!" as he unloaded another impressive torrent right up me. He relaxed for a for a few minutes then while I cleaned his wilting weapon. There was dripping mess all over his balls and inner thighs, plus a large stain on the duvet I'd spread on the couch. Then he got up, got dressed and said his goodbyes. That was 2 mins before I started typing this. My hole is leaking cum into my pants, still slowly tightening up. As I've been writing, I've had contact from 2 more guys who will be by later. I'll log on after to let ye know how it went.

I find doggy is the most submissive position, so ideal for most fucks where the point of the matter is the top losing his nutt. On my side with legs drawn up is the best for long sessions. Sitting on top is the best for working large cocks in and stretching to fit them.

I'm down to just the one regular as of this week. Going to have to work on replacing them all...

I met one guy a good few times who was always in a rush, or so it seemed. He wanted to come in, find me ready to take it, shove it in and start hammering. I don't think he ever lasted longer than 5 mins. The longest he spent in my company was a day he was in a dress suit, which he fully removed beforehand. The additional disrobing/redressing time took the entire meet up to the 11 min mark, arrival to departure. I always felt it was a shame he didn't want a longer session, as he had a nice size cock with an upward curve and a good hip-swinging action. Beggars can't be choosers though. ;-)

I've only been in one proper Dark Room, in Hamburg a few years ago. Got taken in there by a top who started out by making me bend over so he could stick his thick 7" cock in my mouth. Then he announced my presence in German, which drew a guy straight over to my ass. My top held my ass in place by the hips while the fucker just shoved in, humped me for about a minute and unloaded. Thereafter, my top moved me around physically to each cock in turn, and held me up by the hips to meet the thrusts. While nobody seemed to last very long fucking me, not all of them shot in me, some just pulling out after a hard quick fucking. Some would present their cock for cleaning, but the main guy always got his back in my mouth as soon as he could. He was talking the whole time to the ppl around us, directing them I guess, and there seemed to be at least 2 or 3 there at all times. After 4 or 5 guys had cum in me, he pulled my head off his cock and took his turn in my ass. This meant I was now being fed other cocks, some cum-covered and slimy, others fresh and clean. One guy came in my mouth during this, my only oral load of the day. My main guy came in about 5 mins, then returned to my mouth for cleaning and more directing of the action. Another 9 or 10 fucks and 5 or more loads later, the action seemed to calm down around us. I got the impression that a new bottom had become the centre of attention. I had been there about 30 or 40 mins. My ass was literally running with cum by then. My top took me back to a private room where he felched a lot of the cum out of me with the door open. A few guys stopped by to watch, and he invited 2 of them to add their loads. Then he fucked me again himself, taking his time about it, telling me I was "svelte" inside. I have to say, it was one of the very best of my slutting experiences. I only wish there were more places like that near me.

Seems to me there's two overlapping issues here for you: First, are you bi/gay? If you still love women and pussy, then its likely that yr experiencing bi tendencies. Lots of guys do and never explore it. Plenty do, however, and not all of them go "full queer". This is especially true of "Bi Tops", I have found. Many of the guys who've made me take their seed have been married, engaged, dating, whatever. Still into women, and aiming to settle with them, but like you having the need to shoot their nuts off into another man. They still go home to their women folk. So if its a case of you being worried that you may be taking a one-way trip, I would say you won't know till you get there, but its not a decision which you can't reverse later on. I would say you should try to find a way to explore it healthily before it becomes a problem and you end up doing something stupid or dangerous in a moment of weakness. The other question is: Do bottoms have a problem with being used by these straight/bi tops? I would have to say, that if you met a bottom who had issues with that, then they are not truly a cumdump bottom. Our purpose here on earth is to open our holes for use by alpha males like you. All types of fucking are fun, but there is a specific frisson to anonymous pump'n'dumps which is heightened for me by seeing a wedding ring, or mention of a girlfriend. Much as the risk of getting caught can add to it too. Basically, we love the fact that you want to use us for your own purposes, proving your dominance by implanting your spunk forcefully into our ass. Once you're done, I'm done, not before. That's how it works. As to how to get started, I'd say you're already on the road. ;-)