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- Birthday 03/15/1983
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I have a thing for guys that can cum heavy loads. If you can flood my ass or mouth I am yours. Live in SLC Utah and always looking for a good deep breeding.
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Rough tops that can successfully breed my ass. Not too picky. Aim to please my top at any cost. Like verbal men. Live alone and am willing to be part of cum dump network for tops. I respect and invite your load in me. Hit me up!
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Spillnmyguts
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LouisCipher
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Simon didn’t meet strange men on Sniffies all the time, but he found himself ass up in a strange bed, sniffing some poppers, waiting for his anonymous host to come slinking out of the adjacent room with only his footsteps as an announcement. The not too unfamiliar smell of the nitrate, mingled with something else, something not quite determinable as his host fingered his hole with something wet and slimy. The host gingerly placed an unrolled condom just next to Simon‘s face as he plunged his erect cock, deep into Simon’s ass. Simon clenched with apprehension. He asked his host to play safe and yet there was the condom next to his face. His host grunted, chortled and then moaned with malign pleasure at the tightness and at Simon’s apprehension and surprise. Simon struggled to back off the man, but his host held his hips tight with his giant hands. “Don’t buck. This will be over soon”, the man spat, thrusting deeper and with force. Simmons sighed, relented and complied, knowing he had some extra Truvada in his nightstand at home. True to his word, the host shuddered, moaned, pulled out of Simon and left him leaking on the bed. The smell of semen engulfed the room. Simon hadn’t finished yet but quickly shot his load onto the bedsheet next to the condom. That’s when he noticed it. The condom had been full and leaking semen. It was the smell he hadn’t quite been able to discern until that moment. As he drove home, Simon remembered he didn’t have any Truvada left. He smiled.
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Where's LA QUINTA INN 1 ? (I'm staying at a La Quinta Inn at the moment and I'm desperate to make it feel sexy.)
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La Quinta Inn 3: Hector Brock contemplated showering off the sticky mess he’d left to dry on his chest. His rectum was sore and still throbbing from getting railed earlier that night by the last two anonymous men that had unloaded their balls into his unprotected guts. He didn’t know when the next visitor would arrive and didn’t want to leave them waiting. He hadn’t taken down the posts on BBRT and Sniffies with address and motel room number and the door remained ajar against the slide lock that kept it from closing. He grabbed the towel left by the previous visitor and wiped himself and the top sheet that had become increasingly damp from the sheer amount of spilt semen. The smell of cum still lingered in the air and Brock was careful to leave his puffy and tender hole slick and dripping with still leaking fluids. Brock heard footsteps and a knock at the door. He heard the door open and quickly slid the blindfold on again. He didn’t have time to present his ass as an invitation for the visitor to enter him and fill him with yet another load. Then he heard the visitor speak. “Hey man. How many loads you got in you”? “Two”, Brock replied. “Nice”, Hector smiled. “You care if I restrain your legs and hands”? he asked. “I’m cool if you’re not into that”. Brock nodded in agreement although his breath quickened at the thought of some anonymous guy tying him down. He felt the lightning shock of both exhilaration and panic. “Get on your stomach and stretch out your arms and legs”. Hector demanded. Hector saw the slimy trail of semen dribbling out of Brock’s ass as he spread himself out adjusting his cock by lifting his ass slightly into the air, his muscular back muscles tightening to position himself. Hector’s cock jumped in his loose jeans he wore commando at that sight and felt his uncut cockhead push slightly past his foreskin already frothy with precum. Hector opened a small backpack he’d brought and pulled out four leather cuff restraints that could be tied and tightened to each of the corners of the motel bed, rendering Brock highly immobilized and vulnerable to Hector’s particular style of fucking, hard and deep. After securing the cuffs and tightening the nylon attachments, Hector unzipped his pants, stepped out of them and crawled onto the bed. Hector’s uncut cock was 6.5 inches thick and 8 inches long, bent slightly downward, which made it perfect to dig into Brock’s insides and get into him deep. He slid his finger into Brock whose moans of pleasure and anticipation made Hector fully erect but instead of curving up he grew straight out and down. The boy was so wet. He entered Brock easily and pushed himself to the hilt, Brock’s still-taut rectal tissues pulling his foreskin all the way back. Hector let his weight fully rest on Brock as he pulled out slightly and pushed harshly back in making an almost audible sloshing sound. He wasn’t gonna last long. Brock had no ability to push himself up under Hector’s weight. He tilted his head toward his neck so he could breathe better but was otherwise immobilized. The feeling of total vulnerability was foreign to Brock but it felt great. Something inside him buzzed and pulsated as Hector drove his unbelievably thick monster of a cock unrelentingly into him. His cock even under the weight of Hector stiffened once again. Was this three times he was gonna come? And hands free? He felt Hector’s hot breath whispering incomprehensible words, kissing his neck and biting gently. He couldn’t hold it back. He came so hard into the bedding, into the bed seemingly soaking the mattress beneath him. “Oh my fucking God”! Brock cried, as he ejaculated, Hector still plowing into him, seemingly through his guts and into his stomach. “Fuck yeah kid. I love a guy who comes hands free”! Hector whispered loudly into Brock’s ear. “I can feel you tightening up. I bet that load was huge”. Hector sped up his pace. “I’m gonna cum in your ass dude so no pulling off me, k?” Hector laughed knowing full well this kid wasn’t able to wiggle an inch. Hector repositioned himself placing his hands on Brock’s upper back thrusting his hips up and nearly pulling out only to plunge back in again. He was gonna wreck this ass. His breathing quickened, sweat dripping off his brow onto Brock’s neck and head, as he felt his hot cum spew into Brock’s ass, flooding it. Instead of hilting him, he withdrew partly again and plunged in again, hot cum spitting from Brock’s ass frothing as he repeated his jackhammering. Hector cried out like a warrior in victory. This kid was gonna be so sick in a few weeks he thought gleefully. He withdrew wondering if Brock knew what he was in for. He untied Brock and removed his cuffs, packed up his shit and left Brock breathless and sweat covered. Brock lay there in silence, soaked with sweat and jizz. He needed a shower. He needed an ice pack on his cunt and he needed to remove his post and sleep. He was fucking filled to the brim.
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Hey Dad. Your football buddies have wrecked my hole. I knew you were gonna pass me around during the Superbowl but I didn't think there would be so many goals scored. Every score made, you'd have one of your buddies fuck me till they came inside me. I'm so sore and puffy, I can't take it anymore. Please just have them eat me out from now or fuck my throat instead of rail me. I'm so sore. I know you said I couldn't complain and to take every load even the poz ones but my belly is so full and my ass is so sore.
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Fuck! Did You Cum In Me?
Cumslut84404 replied to LeCross's topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
So gooood! Hot story and fucking well written. Yum -
Like saved loads from a cup or bottle? Anyone else like when they nearly gag from the saltiness of it?
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TRUE addiction to eating cum
Cumslut84404 replied to Sub-Cocksucker's topic in Cocksucking Discussion
I crave semen. Especially my Dad’s. He would jerk off at home and when I did laundry I’d see his socks or dark towels and I’d smell them and taste it. I once asked him if he’d eaten his own and he said that shit would be nasty. I asked why and he said it was because he smoked and his tasted bitter (or so his girlfriend at the time said). I read about bitter jizz with smokers but needed to find out for myself. I bet Dad $100 I could collect 8 ounces of spunk and save it in the freezer before he could collect that amount and he took me up on it. So of course I let him win. He laughed and said he was still alpha of the family. I didn’t know if freezing it would change the taste so I tasted my own and it didn’t seem to. Mine was pretty intense, a little bleach like but still salty and totally edible. I told Dad I threw all of it out after he won but I was letting his unthaw. If you’ve ever let jizz unthaw it turns color to a little yellow and loses the globby consistency. Too bad. Dad’s semen was pretty thick and globby and would’ve improved mouth feel. But the taste. It was like mugwort or crushed up tylenol. Bitter bitter yuck. So, that cured me of drinking Dad’s cum. Or so I thought. It’s an acquired taste and everyday I’d take a little more. I was able to take a big gulping mouthful at the last of it. I thought I was gonna puke. I got that watery mouth sort of thing before you gag but I choked it down. I kinda love that feeling now. I told Dad what I’d done and he said he’s never been able to get anyone to swallow his cum because of how awful it was. I told him I would and he let me prove it. I’m pretty good at it now. I swallow his load every Friday night after he gets back from the bar. -
Burt. Burt gingerly entered the open hotel room door and walked down the short entryway past the small bathroom on the left. He quickly caught a glimpse of himself in the bathroom mirror, ted plaid flannel shirt and brown curled hair. He reminded himself of Magnum PI when conceived by the Brawny guy on the paper towels. He past the coat closet into the lit bedroom. The scene before him made his cock jump. There on a slightly disheveled bed lay a naked college-sports built young man matching the description from the BBRT ad on his back, blindfolded, and in what appeared to be happy baby yoga pose with his hands holding the soles on his feet, legs up, basically begging Burt to do whatever he wanted with the kid. Burt cleared his throat as an announcement and immediately started unbuttoning his shirt and then pants. He always went commando when he responded to these ads. He wanted the guy to see what he was packing. Meh, he thought. It’ll be a surprise. As he dropped his pants his now half stiff cock flipped up and bounced up to his belly button smacking it. He advanced to Brock and silently inspected his pucker. It was still slick. Burt licked two fingers and slid them into Brock who immediately responded with a low pitched moan and a smile. Burt inspected further, all the way in to the last knuckles. Fucking wet all the way. He pulled his fingers out smearing them against his thumb below his nose. This kid already had a fucking load in him. Burt’s cock bounced again, this time from the pervy thought of getting sloppy seconds. Burt couldn’t wait to get inside nor did he have to get the kid ready to enter. He was already gaping after removing his fingers from Brock’s hole. Just to be sure, Burt snorted hard and coughed up a mucous laden loogie which he flatly spat concurrently onto Brock’s hole and his cock head as he lined it up with his hole. Then he plunged in. As he towered over Brock, looking down on him with his legs splayed in the air and holding his ankles tightly, Burt wanted the kid to feel the full weight of him inside his guts, his full length pressing past what he should naturally be able to push through, nestled and hugging that tight warmth, making tiny tears in its delicate tissue thin lining. And then, after a moment, he unceremoniously pulled out of Brock’s warm gushy insides. His 9 inch, thickly veined, circumcised cock had a large mushroom shaped head that upon pulling out of Brock, had the gobbed remnants of frothy semen from an earlier insemination. He could smell cum in the air and on his cock, just like on his fingers. God it smelled good. Burt wondered if it had been a toxic load and, for a moment, was almost jealous he hadn’t busted in the kid first. He heard Brock suck air through his teeth and glanced up to see the pain in Brock’s furrow brow and gritting teeth. Burt smiled. “It just hurts for a little while kid. I’m gonna open you up like Christmas” he said to himself licking his lips before thrusting in again. A sizable ball of precum beaded up a top his swollen cock head as he pulled out again. Burt dropped his grip on Brock’s ankles and allowed the kid to leave them up himself, again assuming happy baby pose. Burt pressed his meatus gently to collect more pre-ejaculate onto his fingers and it flowed onto them as if he’d dipped them in warm honey and then forced those two first fingers into Brock’s mouth, the very same that had inspected his rectal vault, which Brock licked and sucked eagerly. Before grabbing Brock’s ankles and thrusting in again, a fucked up thought crossed Burt’s mind. He withdrew from Brock’s mouth, gathered more precum from his now fully dripping cockhead, pulled the blindfold up off Brock’s face, and smeared with his other hand’s fingers a pool of toxic precum into the inner canthus of both Brock’s eyes. Brock shook his head shocked and confused. “Oh sorry kid. It looked like you were crying under that thing and I wanted to wipe your eyes”. Brock blinked quickly, clearing his blurred vision. “Uh, thanks”? he muttered pulling the blindfold off in confusion. Brock stared. He hadn’t expected to see any of the men that responded to the ad. He just wanted the thrill of being fucked like a living flesh light by anonymous dudes and then left sore and slimy. He was immediately entranced by Burt’s smile and moustache. His smile was wicked and delicious. Brock noticed the thick, curled fur covering Burt’s well defined chest trailing down to his unshaved cock. “Jesus dude. You’re fucking hot”! Burt bit his lip before pulling Brock by his elevated thighs closer to him and then pushed himself inside him again and then lay all his weight onto Brock. His moustache smashed against Brock’s clean shaven face as he filled Brock’s mouth with his tongue. The kid tasted of toothpaste or Mentos or some minty mouthwash. He’d change that soon enough. He was gonna leave his own mark on and inside that boy. Brock was in Heaven. He finally felt filled. This guy was fully inside him. I’m his mouth, in his guts, on top of him. He slowly breathed through his nose and enjoyed the feeling. The burly giant did not pull out like he had before and his thrusts turned into a more gentle rhythmic pumping, his rectum finally relaxed and enjoying the pressure. Burt’s large hands cradled his head as he continued to explore Brock’s mouth and lips and cheeks, face, and neck. Brock’s breathing suddenly quickened and his cock started to pulse. “I’m fucking cumming”, Brock gasped, pulling away from Burt’s mouth to exclaim. Burt didn’t pull off Brock to see him ejaculate. He let the kid’s nut bust across his stomach and up his chest while still pumping away at the kid. The sheer pressure of this kid’s ejaculation was intense. He felt the hot sticky warmth mingle with his sweaty fur as he continued to pump in short staccato thrusts. It was like a fucking power wash. He’d never been able to make anyone cum hands free before and smiled at Brock’s face contorting as he climaxed between their bodies. There was that smell of cum again. This time fresh and bleachy. Something about Brock’s face as he finished ignited Burt’s now full balls. He kept rhythm inside Brock feeling his own muscles tighten and release and with a final push, Burt let out a loud guttural cry and let loose what seemed like a gallon of semen in the kid. Burt held still in that moment focusing on the pulsing of his shaft and imagined ropes of pearled thick semen, teeming with his insurmountably high viral load, spurting into the kid’s guts, stretching his intestinal walls with the sheer pressure of the volume of it, forcing his seed deeper into him. Burt wasn’t done though. The kid needed to be thoroughly marinated. Brock stretched, kissed Burt on the mouth and tried to wiggle out from under him. “I want to stay in you for a little bit”, Burt pleaded. Brock nodded and kissed him hard again. This guy was a friggin Adonis and of course he’d let him stay inside but his guts ached from the pressure of it all. Burt noticed Brock’s discomfort and pulled out gently but not flaccidly. His cock was still hard. Semen flooded out of Brock’s worn hole glazing his cock, the sheer girth of it keeping a small pool of semen from spilling out over the sides. Burt climbed to Brock’s side on his knees and plopped his cum covered cock into Brock’s mouth letting him clean him off. That was gonna leave a taste. Brock fervently licked Burt clean as he returned the blindfold to Brock’s face. That was enough of gazing into the those angelic eyes. The kid wouldn’t be an Angel for long. Burt punched Brock’s built chest gently and kissed it before getting silently dressed. Brock could taste metal and salt and rolled the tangy brew along his tongue before swallowing. He breathed in the afterglow for a minute before hearing the swing of the door and the metal clink of it hitting the slide bar…still ajar.
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Woof. You r HOT!
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I’m ass up head down and waiting to get loaded up. I’m not on Prep due to being sensitive to it. I can take a pretty hard and rough session. You won’t hear my cry out. Come and coat my insides.
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Thanks mate!
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