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Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... There is nothing better than degradation and self-degradation for worthless faggot cumdump. I truly enjoy being humiliated by guys. I want to be recognized and humiliated in public. If you see me, abuse me verbally and I will get on my knees or bend over for you. Blindfold off! More (many of his blog posts have video)...

Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... This conversation says all about what I am, how guys treat me, and why they like using me. I took the pic after i was pounded deep and seeded by 26yo hot tall masculine guy with real 9' cock. He had a bf but really needed to use nsa anon hoe to dump a load. Nothing more, just getting off in public cumdumpster. It's far from being an affair, no even a fuckbud thing, not even like fucking a prostitute, or having actual hook up. It's like using gloryhole in arcade or ejaculating in the fleshlight. I cannot post any pics of him to protect his identity. I value the privacy of my fuckbuds and one time breeders as requested. Him: Was wondering if you have any loads in your pussy. I need to fuck a slut I've been only fucking my boyfriend for months. I need slut pussy Me: cool i have a slut pussy for u:) i have one load hoping to get more today Him: I just want your ass to be filled with cream - I like it when that nasty spunk drips out on my cock and your pussy is as sloppy as fuk Me: hot i wanna get more loads from u Him: I'm going into work for a couple hours. I'd love to use you now if possible. Just dump my seed in your worthless butt quickI want your ass in the air. I'm using your ass as a cum dumpster. If you have poppers, leave them out for me to use Me: oh yes thats how i like it i am a cum dumpster. poppers will be out Him: That's exactly what I like. I'm not cheating on my boyfriend, I'm just using a public cum dumpster Me: i know its perfect for us exactly i am total slut dumpster and u r just getting off. u can treat me as a cumdumpster unload and leave After the cumdump Him: That cum-filled ass is prime! Thanks Me: i loved it i hope u need cumdumpster every week:) Him: I'm glad you did. Your hole was running through my head all day/night Me: it was prime cock and prime orgasm still thinking about it and the cumdumpster scene just made it perfect Him: I enjoy the cumdumpster scene for sure. That way I know I'm not cheating on my boyfriend; just using a cumdump. I loved when I walked in I could smell the poppers and when I walked into your room I caught you already high and sniffing the poppers. Got me real horny knowing you're always ready to take ANY load Me: when we fuck i want it to be cumdump as it works for both of us. u have bf but u use me as cumdump and nothing more and no cheating i want like that Him: i love greeting my breeders on all fours blindfolded lubed up high on poppers ready for ANY load Me: And you do that very well:) I'd love to use the cumdump again when it's very sloppy from many loads...breed as a worthless cumdump Him: Don't worry, I will text when I need to use your sloppy hole Follow @cuntarmo More (many of his blog posts have video)...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Oh yeah, the fuck yesterday was good. Like Campbell’s soup Mmm-Mmm- Good. The guy and I had been chatting on Scruff for awhile, trying to arrange a time to finally meet up. He’s partnered and therefore not readily available. However, partner was out of town this week, so….. He arrived and he was very handsome. Later 40’s, wavy salt & pepper hair, shorter and smaller than me with a tight, furry little body. We kissed once we got safely inside my apartment, and slowly worked our way to the bedroom. Our clothes came off quickly and soon I was sitting on the bed, sucking his fat, damn cock. He’s all modest about his equipment, too. “It’s not that big, really. Pictures make it look bigger. It’s really only like 7…." I could only get like 2/3 in my mouth without gagging, and the base of his dick was thick enough that my fingers wouldn’t touch around it. As it turns out, he loves sucking cock, and quickly traded places with me in that department. He pushed me onto the bed, then knelt to give me some oral administration. He had definitely had practice at this. Then more making out. And more sucking. And touching. And dry humping. And SUCKING! His cock kept drooling big strings of Precum which I lapped up readily. Before long I was straddling him while making out and his cock was rubbing my asscrack. "I gotta have that cock in me— now." "You’re the bottom," he tells me. “I’m ready whenever you are." I lubed us both, grabbed the poppers, sniffed, then started to sit on it. God. Damn. Thick. Cock. I had to stop midway to relax and slowly open myself up for him. He told me to take my time. From my midpoint location, I used my sphincter to milk his cock with a few rapid-fire squeezes. His eyelids fluttered as he moaned. Then with more poppers I impaled myself the rest of the way. The last inch was the best, as that’s where not only was the base of his cock stretching my hole to the fullest, but his head popped up past my second ring. "Fuuuuuuck you got a big dick!" I grunted. "Really, it’s not. I’m just 7." He says again. As I sat with him hilted out deep in my guts, I looked him in the eye and said, “You aren’t 7. Take it from a bottom who knows about dick. You are up inside my colon right now— you’re 8, at least." Then we started fucking. I rode him up and down, trying to give him long strokes as well as the feeling that second pop inside. We also did the me hovering songs could thrust into me thing. After 10 minutes of this, he said he wanted to get me on my back. The long pullout was intense formboth of us (his dick is sensitive) and I felt so empty with him out of me! We relubed a bit, then he positioned himself at my hole. He put his hands in my knee pits, and while staring deeply into my eyes, he ever so slowly pushed inside. "Oh you bastard… You fucking bastard!" I moaned. This earned me a sexy half-smile. “God, I love your muscle ass!" He told me. During our fuck session he told me repeatedly how handsome he found me, and how much he liked being inside me. “Damn, it’s been so long since I’ve fucked a talented ass!" It’s always nice when your ego is stroked as much as your prostate! Before we started fucking (during him sucking me and stroking me with his hand), I warned him that I am 30 Seconds from cumming at any point. And this is true. One of my quirks is that I can cum basically at the drop of a hat. I can hold out as long as the session goes, but when it’s time, 30 seconds of jacking off— or less— and I’m blowing my load. We were deep into our fuck, he was thrusting away with abandon and by his facial expression (and the hardness of his cock) I could tell he was getting close. I started egging him on. “Fuck yeah! Cum in me! Fill my ass! When you cum, I want it as deep as you can!" His tempo increased and his face got that “concerned concentration apologetic" look on his face. "30 seconds! He called out, do I started jacking my dick. He cock was now impossibly hard and I could really feel every thrust. “Do it!" I begged him. A few more short strokes near my hole as I clamped my ass down as hard ad I could was all it took. Then he thrust all the way in until his balls were on my ass. I could not only feel his cock throbbing inside me, but he was micro-thrusting his head back and forth up inside my second ring. This sensation drove me crazy and I blew about 5 seconds later while his orgasm was still continuing. My involuntary ass spasms at this point were nearly more than he could handle, since His dick was now post-orgasm sensitive. I made him stay inside me anyway and tried to milk him. This made him jump and twitch and beg to pull out. The long pullout was excruciatingly wonderful as my ass was still clamped down like a vise after my orgasm. Then we collapsed in a cummy heap in my bed— but not before I swiped a string of cum dripping out of his piss slit and popped it in my mouth. We lounged a bit and he confessed that he had been “scruff stalking" me for quite some time because he found me attractive. I admonished him for waiting so long to hook up and “didn’t he realize that I was a whore and therefore a sure thing?" He smacked my ass and growled, and then bit/sucked my ass cheek to “mark me" before he got up to clean up and get dressed. We’re so fucking again. Soon. More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... And that wasn't enough, so... ...I got back on BBRTS and a guy a block away had cute pictures and said he would come over right away. He did, and HIS pix weren't very representative, either (I honestly haven't had much problem with this in DC and NYC over the years, but today has been ridiculous...). A guy a 20 minute walk away had hit me up with a hot body and when this guy showed up I thought geesh I shoulda walked 20 minutes, but who knows what hot body really looks like. One Block Away looked cute enough to make out with and his nipples were hard wired so his clothes basically flew off him as soon as I tugged on one and I pushed him back on the bed and laid on top of him and chewed and chewed at them while he writhed and bucked against me and my dick got very hard, unexpectedly because I reload so slowly usually, and he had a bit crooked party-favor dong that my dick felt very nice sliding up against as I chewed and chewed and then I got on my back and he sucked me really nice and I felt close to cumming at it was a verrrrry intense feeling, not like usual at all, almost like having a different dick owing to being so hard so soon after cumming the first time, and then I flipped him back on his back and stuck my dick in him hard and he asked if I had poppers and I said no and he asked if I had lube and I said no and he laughed and said well OK then and I fucked him hard and he got very liquid very quickly and I ejaculated inside him, hard. Then I pulled out and was still cumming and then I stopped but kept jerking and came again, all over his dick. And he lunged for my dick and beat himself off with my slimy red overused dick in his mouth. Honestly he had a very weirdly built body and I was like egad why did I do this but I think I will sleep pretty well tonight. More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... This week I'm in San Francisco; I arrived today and tomorrow I'm flying out a nephew to spend a week together as a graduation present for him. I came out a day early to minimize the possibility that he'd be stuck out here alone, and as a side bonus, I got the chance to sample some of the local ass. I have never had good luck hooking up here, however. This is definitely the flakiest place I've ever tried to hook up, and it doesn't seem like the dudes I do meet here are very good in bed, for some reason (no clue what's up with that). I wandered around this afternoon looking for a good coffee shop that wasn't mobbed where I could read and unwind after my flight, and saw lots of nice lookin guys online who I'd like to bone. But I am definitely not SF's flavor; I get very little attention here. Once I got back to my hotel, I found urgent work emails that sucked me into a ridiculous project for several hours. As I worked I was able to do a bunch of cruising, but in the end only one person seemed truly serious. He wanted to drain my nuts, and lately I keep going many many days between hookup, so I seriously needed it. He was pretty tall and older than me (52) but handsome in his pix and enthusiastic. So I invited him to my hotel. He looked older than his pix in person, unfortunately, but was still handsome enough to suck my dick, so I invited him up to my room. But he gave that tongue-twirling, light-touch head that actually makes me limper than I start out. It was a sad sight... his dick was not hard either but was dripping with precum. Just as I said OK to him, a bunch of other guys had hit me up, many wanting deep raw seedings. These birds in the bush were all I could think about while this other bird toiled away between my thighs. After a while I decided I would rather try my luck with some of those other dudes, imagining that they would all be gone by now or would flake anyway, and that I would be cursing my choice shortly. But this ineffectual cocksucking had to be put to an end. He took it well and we chatted amiably a bit and he shook my hand and left. At this point I was starving and had to get dinner, further forestalling nookie and making my balls a bluer shade of blue. I set up something with another guy while I was eating and he came over and didn't look as cute as his picture at all-- I'm not sure it was even him. But in the end it was the right choice! I don't in general like being deep throated; it doesn't hit any of my good nerves and most dude's teeth end up scraping the fat root of my dick. But this guy sucked me all the way down and kept me in deep but massaged the whole length of my bone with his tongue-- something most guys just don't know how to do, apparently (I'm sure I don't). He didn't want to kiss, he'd said, so this is the kind of suction I needed. He had me steel-hard right away. He had very dark hair, striking eyebrows, and rather swarthy skin; he looked beautiful sucking my meat in the semi-dark of my hotel room. He advertised himself as mostly top online, but he seemed to want me to fuck him too; not sure what was up with that. His little hairy ass was beautifully shaped and his thighs, though thin, had an appealing swell in their musculature that made me even harder in his throat-- I knew I had to get in there. After a bunch of sucking where I wrapped my legs around his body and fucked up into his skull, he sat up suddenly, straddled me, and sat down on my bone. It didn't go in easily, so he got some silicone-based lube and tried again; I slid right in this time. And he rode me pretty good-- I typically hate being on the bottom like that but I was very tired and jet-lagged and he stroked my body all over with big hands while he bucked on me, and it felt just right to just lay there and feel him use my unit for his pleasure for a while. But then I flipped him on his back, and ate him out in preparation for a true invasion. His body temperature was perfect-- that is something you don't often notice during sex but when someone has just the right kind of heat, it draws you into them and makes you feel even more like you are melting into them when you fuck. I felt it in my face, in my hands, my arms as I stroked them along his thighs and ate his hole. And I mounted him and sank my tool into him. His whole body winced, if that's possible; "I'm not really good on the bottom," he said; I just chalked this kind of crazy mixed signal up to San Francisco. (Earlier a guy told me he was in SOMA, no, in Oakland, no he never said Oakland; maybe he was on drugs? He was hot but geesh!) I flipped him on his back, lubed up even more, and fucked him right. He pushed hard against my thighs on my in-stroke but I persisted. Finally he hiked his legs around my waist, which allowed him to take the weight of my thrusts; the angle pushed the sensitive spot on my dickhead against his spine, basically, and kept me from going in very deep. I wanted to feel my whole dick barreling in and out of him, but this was all he could take. The intense rubbing against my favorite spot basically ensured I would erupt almost right away. And I did. My face slackened with bliss and I said, "Ah no, I wanted it to last longer, it's too fast, too fast," and I tipped my head back and just punched my hips into him while my dick spurted. "Noooooooo," he cooed, "it's hot, cum in me, cum in me, fill me up," and it was like his very soul was sucking the cum out of my balls through my dick. It was an intense seeding. But I could have fucked his hairy little body all night long. He sucked me a little after and then cuddled up beside me; I felt like I was going to fall asleep any minute, but answered his questions as lucidly as I could. Then he got dressed and skedaddled. It's very late my time now. A very muscular asian wants me to fuck him in the morning. Will I? Who knows. My nephews is due right after lunch. I feel sated with no real need to fuck any time soon. But if I don't tomorrow, I won't be getting off till I'm back in NYC next week. We shall see. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... The title of this post of what a stranger told me tonight as he was pumping his load into my raw ass as I was bent over in the park. I had already taken three loads tonight when I apparently encountered a regular. It was dark and I was bent over a tree, as usual, and load #4 was finishing unloading in my ass when cock #5 took his place. As usual, I never looked back, just spread my cheeks and settled back onto the next cock. As the guy was fucking me he said, "Man, I love breeding this hole". "You've fucked me before?", I asked? "Oh yeah, a few times...". he replied. I was a little embarrassed because I had no clue who this guy was. Then I realized that I've been servicing so many cocks at this park that men are recognizing me, not for my face or my personality, men are recognizing my sloppy ass hole. My identity is no longer that of a person, but of a desperate fag cumdump that cruises gay parks letting strangers cum inside him. It's so hot that I'm now a regular. Men don't know me as Rick, they know me as the boy who lets every man cum inside his butt. I wonder what my Dad would think if he knew men recognized me by my cummy ass hole? It feels nice knowing that I serve as a place for strangers to dump sperm into. I love not using condoms and going bareback was the best decision I have ever made. You're not a true slut unless you go bareback and I want the world to know that I'm a true slut. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I came home late and drunk and had an email from a Latino that wanted my mouth. Luckily for me, he was on his way to work and stopped by my house. I got in his car and he parked sand I blew him. He came so much in my mouth! I played with his cum as I walked from is car back to my house. It was hot. I'm a whore. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I'm the kind of guy that... ... spends hours at the gloryholes sucking every cock that comes through the hole. ... sucks off old guys in gay porn theaters. ... swallows every load. ... blows strange men in their cars. ... begs for cum. ... gets fucked bareback in public restrooms. ... takes raw cocks and loads up my butt at the gloryhole. ... bends over the back seat in a gay porn theater and lets everyone fuck me, raw. ... refuses to use condoms. ... doesn't refuse a load, from anyone. ... blindfolds myself in gay porn theaters and lets anonymous men fuck me. ... intentionally leaves the door unlocked and open when I'm servicing cocks at the gloryhole. ... love being watched being a total whore. ... craves cock and cum. ... wears jeans with the ass cut out of them when cruising the parks. ... does anonymous pump'n'dumps at home. ... has lost track of the number of cocks I've had inside me. ... can never get enough cum. ... will cum without touching my cock when men dump their loads in me. ... that sucked and fucked an 45yr old guy when I was 16, on my parents bed. ... gets fucked by homeless guys. ... lets every man in the park fuck me. ... strips down to lingerie and cruises the park. ... dreams of his father fucking him and sperming my hole. ... lets men pimp him out in seedy motel rooms. ... lets transsexual hookers fuck him bareback. ... loves being humiliated. ... spits cum out onto my face and rub it all over then walks around in pubic. ... doesn't turn around when I feel a cock sliding in me. ... LOVES COCK! More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Okay, I bought this dvd, even after vowing that I'd never buy another one. Any video starring Champ Robinson is hard to resist. If you're like me, you probably envisioned Champ churning a sperm cocktail in a lucky bottom who'd already taken gallons of manjuice from a succession of horned up tops...but no, it was only Champ's loads up Damien Silver's big white ass. How many loads? Well, three, for sure and maybe one or two more. In a spectacular performance Champ keeps it up for a good 45 minutes, unloading and then plowing butt lubed by his messy cum, and this happens more than just once. With a swollen thick black cock, covered with cum, and fertile seed dripping from a white fucked ass, and a lot of athletic body English in between, this video does not disappoint. I checked out the Knightbreeders website first and discovered that another of my favorites, Chris Kohl is also in this video, but alas, Champ doesn't get into Chris' ass in this video, but we'll keep praying that it will happen in the future. Chris' toxic butt gets worked over by Damien Silver himself in another extenuated sequence, with some really nice insertion shots, so if you're a Chris Kohl fan, you'll love this, although Chris wears big clunky engineer's boots throughout. He has nice feet, let's see 'em. Two more segments with two new bottoms slammed by ole DS round out the action. For more, check out the Knightbreeders website; they've expanded into selling accessories besides the videos, but have resisted adding streaming videos, which is all to the better, since the brand remains untarnished by substandard crap uploaded to fill in time. The notoriously crapped out set in the San Fernando Valley is as tacky as ever, the perfect setting for some of the raunchiest sex online. They've set a pretty high bar for themselves and are wise not to ruin it with hours of so-so, yawn, snoozy boring sex that characterizes most websites now. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here It was Bear Week, though it was unknown to me. It was just a lazy Sunday as I contemplated going to return a hat that was too big, but kept the sun off my head. I was lying there, scrolling through Scruff when a man 'woofed' me. 6'5", 220. Bald. Built. No word on cock size, but without a word on roles or likes / dislikes he did send this: Instinctively he knew what I was. Oddly, my Scruff profile has very little about me other than height and weight - even my picture is tame. My one line of text: "I'm here for the articles". Clearly I'm not. But he knew the score. However, the town has mediocre internet access, so time between messages was right at that threshold where you almost gave up, or gave up caring. Since he was 0.32 miles from me, I figured it had to be in the direction where I needed to exchange my hat and I did see the distance decreasing as I went along, so that was good. He gave me his hotel, I mapped it and walked that way. On the way, I passed a fairly hot man sitting on a bench on the street yakking with some guy who was talking about singing in the gay chorus. The sitting man had a skin tight sweat-wicking tank top on and he held my interest, but I had an allegedly sure thing waiting for me a few blocks down the road. Until I messaged the guy I was there and to give me the exact room number. Nothing. Into the ether with the messages. It could have been the connectivity, or the tried-but-true, when push comes to shove I'm clamming up and not giving any more information. I hung for 10 minutes and headed back to my place - horny and frustrated. A block from his hotel, I ran into Mr. Tight Tank Top. It turns out he's bald, built and 6'5". It turns out he was the guy from the Scruff profile. He had walked closer to town in hopes of better reception. He told me to turn around and follow him I did - no questions asked. The door shut, he told me to get on my fucking knees. Naturally I complied. My mouth went to his crotch. "Did I tell you to do that?". I got pushed away. Ahhhh....he was going to be one of these. The one who dictates everything. The one who will chastise me for even slightly rubbing myself. The one who is in total control. The one who takes his role seriously and that sex is not just a way to get off, but a mind game as well. As you know, I'm quite ok with this type of man. His imposing size also made him a natural for this role in life. Like the brief Scruff convo, he had me figured out and treated me as such. The man was a natural with his words and actions on how to treat a cocksucker. His rod was not big - maybe 5". Perhaps that is what helped him develop his other dominant skills. Oddly, while yes, I like a bigger dick, how he used it in my mouth was just fine. He wasn't one for a kick back and long slow blowjob. He was a grab by the ears and head, fuck my face kind of guy. Even when he did kick back in the bed, my head was firmly in his hands using and fucking my mouth. All the while he called me names and told me what he'd like to see me do - including taking me to P-Town to suck anonymous cock for HOURS at Dick Dock. I'm not opposed to that activity, though I certainly don't need him to observe the entire time. Sure he had me lick his nuts - which were also tiny. And he did want me to lick his sweaty ass, which I'm down with. However, as I was licking his hole - tonguing it - he mentioned I was making him feel so good and loose he had to fart. Now, I think we can all agree that I'm quite an experienced faggot, right? Even the thought of it - let alone the action - was new to me. So no sooner than the words escaped his mouth than the fart escaped his ass. Right. Into. My. Mouth. Yes, it caught me off guard. Completely. Fortunately, nothing smelled rancid and better yet, there were no unforeseen other accidents. While I kept on with my duty, the spell had kind of been broken. I'm into a lot of things, but this was not one of them. I did go back to his cock. I did get his load. And while he wanted me to jack off over myself and walk back through town with the load drying on my shirt, it is where I broke the dom / sub role. Maybe on my chest and walk home, but not on the shirt - and his commands somehow meant less to me after the flatulence. I was done. I did walk back to the place I was staying at, but my time with him was done. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I'm doing pump 'n dump today. I've posted a CL ad and a inviting men over to breed me anonymously. I'll update this as it happens. Find me bent over and use my holes. I'll be bent over in my fuck-me-jeans waiting to service your cock. I'm 6' tall, 140lbs, blnd/blue, 6.5"cut, d/d free, hiv-, total submissive bottom. Can do anon where I never turn around to see you. I'm not picky, just have a hard cock and like fucking bottom sluts. You must be HIV- and d/d free. Send cock pic for address. Update 1 - 12:20pm Random stranger just showed up, found me face down-ass-up in the middle of my living room. I never saw him but he fucked me hard and it hurt. He must have had a large cock. He fucked me relentlessly for about 5 mins until he blew his load in me. Update 2 - 1:15pm Another guy just bread me, no clue what he looked like or even how big he was. My hole is kinda numb from the first guy. Update 3 - 2:00pm Still giving up my hole to strangers that want it. This time an uncut Mexican came by and roughed up my cummy hole pretty good. He kept calling me a dirty bitch and a fucking faggot. All true and it felt good to be called those things as he bred my sloppy hole. Update 4 - 2:30 Another top fucker contacted me but said he wanted to fuck me somewhere public while wearing my fuck-me jeans. We arranged to meet at a local public restroom. I waited in the stall, door unlocked and bent over. I heard the door open, then shut, and latch. I heard him unbuckle his pants then I was rewarded by the warmth of his cock head pushing against my wrecked and gaping hole. I pushed back on it as I moaned "mmmmmmm". He used me, dumped his load in me, and left. Yum. Update 5 - 3:00pm Went up to the park with 4 loads in me, still, wearing my fuck-me jeans. I found a nice spot and bent over waiting for men. I got two guys to fuck me, neither really special or memorable. In fact, I didn't even really feel them. Oh well, I know they came in me and that's all that matters. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I love that feeling when a man is unloading his sperm inside you. The way his body twitches, the way he holds you, the words or grunts he makes. It's heaven for me and let's me know I'm doing my job, or I should say, my holes are doing their job. More...

Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... This is unusual post-an article. I wanted to share my expertise on how to be a cumdump. I was asked multiple times by young and not so young wanna be cumdumps how I do it. Here you go. This will be evolving article with updates. Part 1 is on how to organize cumdump parties (partial). Enjoy and share! PREPARATION Advertising · Post party on bbrt · Post party on CL · Post party on a4a · Start a blog · Twit of your plans · Ask your buddies to spread the word · Ask known party organizers to help you Hosting location Motel/hotel most ideal for this since it’s free access for guys. More expensive than bathhouse, but you more for your buck. It also provides you with the whole day of private space and complete anonymity. Ideal: 1-2 floor motel with open direct driveway access plan with free parking and close to populated LGBT area. · Location within walkable distance in or from most populated area i.e. LGBT or close to train stations · Easy in and out for cars and guys to walk to your room- like direct driveway to door access · Free parking if not walkable or at least next to train station · No hour restrictions, no card requirements for gate or elevator access, and no annoying security guards Bathhouse: cheaper than hotel room, but limited hours. Disadvantage is there is always a cover and there are many other bottoms and voyeurs, although you are guaranteed to have at least one load or cock, if your party completely fails. Generally, Rental party room in clubs etc: expensive, unless you charge cover yourself. Time Generally evenings are better on weekdays and weekends. Late evenings and nights are better on weekends. 1. Saturday evenings and night 2. Holiday evenings and nights 3. Friday evening and night 4. Weekday evenings 5. Saturday afternoons 6. Sunday morning Douching One of the most important rituals for bottoms overall and specially for cumdump party. Never underestimate the importance of good douching. No one ones to stick cock in muddy and stinky ass. Also, if you did not clean deep enough you will have to empty your bowels after few loads to poop and that will waste all previous loads. The idea is to collect all inside and keep as long as you can. Guys do not want dirty hole, but they also do not want dry hole. How to douche see multiple online guides. I use portable douche assembly that is attachable to any showerhead. Here is the link. It is very efficient, provides deep cleaning, discrete, portable, no mess outside of shower, you can take shower at the same time. Main drawback well it requires to have access to shower. As a back up have a regular douche bag with you as well. Most guys that fuck bareback wanted to fuck preloaded cumlubed hole. Why? If feels amazing when it is wet. It feels like lubricated pussy. If you can take one or more loads before your party that would be great. Supplies · Personal supplies: lube, douche, jock, blindfold, poppers, topical spray, and other stuff by your taste · Caffeine or energy drinks: you will need a lot of boost while not eating much · Snacks- light protein and energy reach, you will be hungry if it is a long party and will need some nutrition without bulk. · Water- drink plenty of it. · Pain relievers- you may get headaches from not eating or poppers- I do. Nutrition · Diet the day prior · No meals during party · Snacks, energy drinks and water are needed More (many of his blog posts have video)...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... It's a twisted sexual world I inhabit, and I have a twisted sexual brain, I guess. Perhaps predictably, allll the dudes who were so hot to get with me on Monday, and whom I passed over to get with the Orange Cub, have since been completely mute, or lost track of time, or were suddenly "too hungry" after work, or had a meeting that was going too long to hook up with me since. It amazes me how someone can go from "when When WHEN can we fuck" to completely ignoring you in one day, but I'm well-acquainted with the phenomenon by this time. I thought I was at least going to get some oral service from a guy who hits on me constantly on Scruff and a4a and only lives six or seven blocks away-- we'd talked about a specific time today, and messages from him were already waiting when I got up on various sites, but when the time came, he was not responding to stimuli. I was in a pretty pleasant mood today and really wanted to fuck somebody good, but every place was full of the same faces that have turned me down in the past; hookup sites all seem to be dwindling and less and less used every month. Where are people going to get off? On Manhunt I saw the amazing, flawlessly muscular and insanely hung dude in the East Village that I have fucked a few times over the years (he's #7 in the "what I get" gallery that I posted last year), who is still on my buddy list even though I kinda lost interest in him after our last hookup. Suddenly he seemed like my only hope. I really wanted a new guy, a little otter, someone really cute and affectionate who wanted the stuffing pounded out of him, who wanted to simultaneously be fucked and made love to. This is not that guy. But he's unbelievably beautiful and it's amazing he lets me put my dick in him at all. What is wrong with me? Feeling an overwhelming sense of somehow settling for less, I msged him, "wouldn't mind eatin that ass and stuffin my meat in it again, big guy." (My poetry is the envy of Sappho.) Instantly he replied, "When?" And I said, "You free now?" He asked how long it would take me to get there, and I said 20 minutes, and he texted me his address. An entire afternoon spent casting around for and being ignored or teased or rejected by little nerds, and then I hit on a fucking greek god and I have his number and address and free access to his tenderest secret membranes within 10 minutes. Nothing left to do but sigh and go over and give him what he needs. I'm not completely deluded. One of the reasons I don't hit on him much is that he clearly is not even remotely into me, except insofar as I do surpass some tolerance level for him. The first time we hooked up, after I was done pummeling his stupendously muscular buttocks, he stood up, looked at me with new admiration in his eyes, and said, "Maybe I need to be getting fucked by big guys like you instead." He'd told me that because of his incredible musculature and science-fiction erection, he only gets to top (he's a true 9 inches, which is infinitely rarer than people make it out to be on line; go get a ruler now and grip it around the 4" mark and hold that against your pubic bone, and tell me a dick hitting 9" is not a freak of nature). "But inside I feel like a bottom," he had whined. "People see my dick and instantly get on their back. I just want to be made to feel like a real bottom." I knew I could at least oblige him in this, and while I knew he was out of my league he was being nice and solicitous enough online that I figured he'd overlook my general schlubbiness for a serious quality fucking. So eventually I went over and did him and he was thoroughly satisfied, hitting me up a few times afterward for more. I didn't go back for almost a year, I think, because I knew he didn't want to kiss me or even suck my dick. His body feels amazing in my hands-- rock-hard muscle under taut, velvety skin, rough hair on his chest, arms like bazooka muzzles-- and it's surreal to see him splayed out on the bed with my own dick buried inside him. But that extra something is missing; it's too much like beating off and looking at porn, in a way. It's exciting but it's not the same as fucking the hell out of someone from the inside out. With a guy like this, who is simultaneously offering himself up to me completely physically, but not at all spiritually, I only experience the pleasure offered by surfaces. Amazing, hard, sleek, round, beautiful, head-spinningly hot surfaces, sensations that tingle in the most primitive part of my brain, but just... surfaces. After several months I did give in and go fuck him again. And it was not that great. He whimpered and moaned and I dicked him valiantly but neither of us had any heart in it, not even the minimal heart we had the first time, when we were just enjoying the spark produced by a total top inside a needy bottom. That time there wasn't even that spark. So I wrote him off, and I think he wrote me off as well, and then got a boyfriend as I recall, and disappeared off Manhunt all together for about a year. When he came back he hit me up again, and I wondered if he even remembered who I was, as my pictures had changed and I grew a full beard in the meantime. But he did. It was nice that he was still thinking about my abilities as a top. But not nice enough that I'd forego possible deep-down full-soul fucking with a not-so-hot little bottom who nevertheless gave me more than a perfect body and symmetrical face. So I kinda let it go... but I kept him on my buddy list anyway, as a kind of badge of honor. And today, well, I decided, fuck it, he's living porn; let's go touch some porn. I hopped on the train and got to his place at the appointed time. He answered the door in just a pair of shorts, and if possible he looked bigger and more cut than he even had before, much bigger than in that pic I posted last year. His waist was impossibly thin to support that massive torso, and his ass was like a planet I was to orbit around, so round and massive it was. He offered me water graciously, saying, "I know you're hot," but I just wanted to take a leak and stand next to the AC for a minute. He took off the shorts to reveal a black jockstrap and led me to his bedroom, which to my eyes was pitch-dark. I thought hm, maybe he's trying to minimize the visual here? I didn't remember him doing this before. But again I didn't care. I had gone into this with an attitude of taking what I could get from this, and I really just wanted to eat the fuck out of his ass and impale it with every inch of my dick, over and over, until the pleasure and his beauty were too much for me and I had to pop. I didn't even care that he doesn't let me cum in him. I just wanted to eat and admire and feel my meat raw inside him. I just wanted to squirt hot thick jets of cum all over his body. So that's what I did. And I tell you what, it is now crystal-clear to me that fucking is all about the energy of the top. Much as wolves can smell your fear, a bottom can sense anything tentative in your manner and it will kill his buzz, and that will kill YOUR buzz. His ass was much more muscular and defined that I remember it being-- my face and his cleft fit together like new kinds of sex organs, and our skin was electric where we touched; all the desire I had for him was transmitted through our contact into his body and had nowhere to go but into his steel-hard erection. His whimpers were womanly and shrill and full of the sound of frustrated need being fulfilled. I found that when I licked with broad licks of my tongue up under the tendon holding his thigh to his groin, some new chakra was stimulated and he barely sounded human when he emitted his sexual cries. Any sense of inadequacy at my looks or build was about a zillion miles from my mind and I just took what I wanted from him, manhandling his mind-bendingly meaty body and probing his desperate, dilated hole with my tongue. "I fuckin love your sweet pussy-ass," I told him and he whimpered about what a little pussy-ass I turn him into. The energy was at megawatt level. It was time to put my dick in, for sure. I'd been holding his own monster in one hand while I slurped at his butt; I could not close my hand around it to let my fingers touching my thumb. It was hard as quartz and was wide and flat on the upper side, more like a weapon than a sex organ. Beautiful fleshy head engorged with coursing blood. Small fuzzy balls, his one physical deficiency. Compared to this baseball bat of a dick he had, I felt like I was working with a Montblanc pen. But the pen is mightier than the sword, so it certainly beats a baseball bat. I stood up, aimed what I had at his ass, practically staggered back at the beauty of seeing them touching like that, recovered my faculties, and pushed in. He took me with only a small initial pop, and emitted a long wail of satisfaction as he felt those inches plunge in. I truly fucked the hell out of him. There was absolutely no hell left in him when I was done. "Don't you EVER make me wait this long again," he barked through gritted teeth at one point, as I shifted from digging down into his guts to standing behind him and just staring mesmerized at the sight of my shaft sliding into his body and then sliding back out, revealing the flare of my fleshy dickhead, pulling all the way out, seeing it glisten in the dark hovering there for a while, and then the velvety warmth, the merest tug at his asshole as it sank back into him. I perked up considerably, absolutely unable to hide my pride at eliciting such a response from someone who looked like this. "You like my dick, don'tcha?" I asked rhetorically, gloating, and he sobbed "ohfuckyespleasegiveittomepleasekeepfuckingme gahhhhhhh oh GOD". I reached around his inner thighs and gripped them proprietarily and fucked into him with all the weight of my body, an apelike posture that bottoms adore. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, you keep fuckin me, I gotta cum, gaahhhhh I gotta cum," and I said "Don't cum till I cum man, lemme cum with you," and he wailed "no no no I gotta cum I gotta cum" and then something like "don't cum gahhhhhh on the gahhhhh" and I pulled out and sprayed the wall, his bed, the back of his head, and then, when my soul actually came back to inhabit my body after it sailed away during those first three or four spurts, I was able to aim the rest on his back and his glutes. "Awwwwwww" he said as he came, and then he whimpered, "You came on the sheets, the sheets!" "I think I hit the wall, too," I crowed, then realized that cumming on the sheets was actually some sort of catastrophic error. He reared up and examined the bed, and said, "Yep, you hit the sheets." And he whined about how expensive they were. "It'll come out ok, right?" I asked, covered with sweat and still holding my dick absurdly. "I hope so!" he said. "Well, I can help you defray the cost if you want... I feel bad." He seemed to realize how ridiculous he was being, and he smiled at me and said, "Of course not," and asked if I wanted water. I told him I needed to rinse off. I was covered with sweat from this athletic endeavor, even though it only lasted about a half an hour. He said, "Let me take care of something first," and went into the bathroom and got in the tub, hidden by curtains, and splashed around in there; I was rather mystified by this post-coital mikvah. He keeps the tub filled for after he fucks?? I had never seen that before. I leaned back against the wall, asking him if he had renovated the apartment since last time (he had), and caught a glimpse of him squatting in the half-full tub, splashing water on himself. Wacky. I wandered into the kitchen, found a bottle of cold water waiting for me on the table, and stood there drinking it, feeling simultaneously schlubby and gross and radiantly beautiful. I drank the water with my dick swinging in the air. I felt like a million bucks. As he moved around the bathroom he kept exclaiming wordlessly, like he still couldn't believe how he'd just gotten fucked. Finally he said, "I didn't remember it being that good last time!" I considered saying something but figured it didn't matter, I'd done to him what I came to do and should just let it go at that. Finally he drained the tub and put on the shower for me and put a clean towel out. I washed up, dried off, and he was very quiet, changing the linens on the bed. I got dressed pretty quickly, and told him I was ready to go. He thanked me for coming over, came up to me with a towel wrapped around his waist, and leaned in for a hug. He then opened the door and as I passed I reached for his ass and said "Let me just have one more..." and he said "C'mon man, no." And I laughed and just left. I guess when he's done, he's done! Won't even let me have a grope. Eesh. I went to a coffee shop and ravenously ate a corn muffin and watched people go by on Avenue A. Guys like him are almost like a different species to me... when I am with them it is very hard not to be acutely aware of the difference in looks; today was a rare exception. I wonder how he feels about enjoying getting fucked by me as much as he does? I'm not hung, I'm not that cute, I'm a dork, but I got what he needs. And I don't even give it to him that often. It doesn't make me feel supercilious or anything, it's just so strange. We all settle, none of us gets what we want. What is this world? And yet something about good sex makes my entire mood change. It makes me feel calm and happy in a way that nothing else can. I can't decide if it's a curse or a gift. But nothing compares to a good fuck.... even if it's not perfect. More...

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Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today I was extremely horny and unusually popular, which can be its own kind of curse, almost as bewildering as being extremely horny and unpopular! I hadn't gotten off in almost a week, having been busy over the weekend with holiday traveling, and had swollen, tender nuts that I was really looking forward to having slowly drained. Of course for this I like big meaty guys, and one hit me up this morning-- a gigantic latin body builder who is being rather persistent about getting with me for some reason-- but he wrote me too early, and he'd wandered away before I could make any plans with him. Everyone else was little guys who I'm more likely to want to plow, and they all showed up at basically the same time, one or two on each site and app I use, basically! Three of them were very promising and not far from me, one cuter than the other. I'm a gentleman and always let whoever said something specific first have precedence, and in this case it was a little cubbish guy who has teased me on Scruff for almost a year now, who said he'd come over at 4. This was at 2:30. Suddenly at 3, all these other guys want my dick in them and they can all meet now Now NOW! They all want it NOW! I am vague about meeting up and suggest maybe another time with them, all the time kicking myself, thinking that Scruff cub is going to flake on me like before and I'm gonna end up with nobody. He did end up coming over a bit late, which was agony-- I really only had the place to myself till about 5:30, so every minute he was late was a minute my dick wasn't going to get sucked, and another percentage of likelihood that my nuts were just going to spend another night marinating in their own goo. But then he showed up! And wow was it fun! After the past couple of hookups, it seems like I'd come to forget how easy the pleasure can be, sucking face, touching, stickin your dick in other dudes. From the minute he walked in the door-- looking as handsome and naturally muscular as his pictures, but behaving a little more HEY-THERE-MISTER!-type gay than I expected, we had nice chemistry. He was carrying a box and an absurdly overstuffed backpack, and didn't bother to put either down before lunging for my lips and locking me in. He was really fun to kiss. He finally put down his burdens and pushed himself into me again, still standing in the foyer, and I reached around and felt his hard, meaty ass behind him. He sucked my dick very nicely and my meat looked beautiful sliding in and out of his mouth. When he pulled off his clothes I saw that his pale body was covered with light orange fuzz-- not a turnon or a turn-off for me, but rather amusing in its genuine fluorescence. He had definitely porked up a bit since his online photos around the middle, but his shoulders and arms were thick, meaty, and well-shaped, and the ass was a beacon. He liked to suck me curled up to my side, with his head resting on my thigh. My nuts were straining from their huge load of cum and I could have ejaculated pretty easily, and he'd said he wasn't sure how minty-fresh his ass would be after a day of sitting at a desk, but things were going so well that I was dying to fuck his meaty little body. It had been so long since we'd talked at any length about hooking up-- today's conversation consisted mostly of logistics and time and stuff-- that I couldn't remember if he was willing to take me unwrapped, but I felt like he wasn't. But he was reacting to my ministrations exactly the way I wanted him to-- beard and teeth gently grazed up the neck? check. Tongue in the ear? double-check. Fingers lightly grazed up the beautifully firm, meaty cleft in his ass, to the tender pink center? triple-check. At this point he was moaning my name and saying "I waited so long, why did I wait so long, we could have been doing this, it's been so long..." and I knew I could pretty much stick anything anywhere with this guy. I slicked up and fucked his very small but pretty dick with mine, and slicked up more and fucked against his hole without penetrating, and his head was tilted back on his neck as far as it would go, with his mouth gaping open, slack with the desire to be a sex object for another man. I felt the head of my tool slowly enter a more warm, liquid realm just beyond his abrasively hairy ass, and I almost shot my entire load right then. I had to pull away and just stroke his body, not touching, to keep from losing it. I told him how much I wanted to fuck him, but how I knew it would make me cum. I told him, "you're gonna come back and I'm gonna fuck you right." And he nodded and said "Yes, I am." And he sucked me some more, and it felt so good I had to push him off me again, and admiring those cheeks, not caring how "minty fresh" he was any more, I ordered him on his stomach and slid down between his legs and lapped away. At this point he was totally mine, practically crying into the bed and calling my name out over and over. Over and over I mounted him, with my knees on his calves, to push my fuckstick into his hindquarters, each time getting my whole head in just a little deeper, a little deeper. And I fucked him with half my dick-- he was very tight-- and he turned back to me to receive hungry kisses all over his rapt face. He begged me not to cum in him, because he wanted to taste it. And I could only take the sight of my bone buried in his sweet globes for so long, till I had to pull out for good. He lay on his back and I touched his body and felt his thick thighs in my hands, and said, "I have to go in one more time." And I slicked up and put it in him again and just held his face in my hands and told him how good he felt inside. "I could cum any time," he said. "You've got me so close... I could cum any time." I desperately wanted to fuck the cum out of him-- I have not done that to anyone in a long time, gotten a bottom off hands-free with just my tool inside. "I want you to cum first," he kept saying. "I want to taste your cum and then cum." So I pulled out the last time, and told him to get me off. And I lay back and he curled his body against my leg and sucked me till I lost control of my dick and it fired and spasmed down his throat. He jerked himself hard and shot all over himself as I pulsed wetly inside him. Awesome. We took a shower together and he chatted perkily about his improbable job as a trapeze instructor. We agreed we'd have to get together again when I could fuck him right without fear of cumming in him every ten seconds. I think I'll have to give him another round. But there are so many other dudes I have to plow now, too! All those guys who were after me today as well. I hope they come through. More...

Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... freshly bred freshly bred again I AM A CUMDUMP I AM A CUNT I AM A FAGGOT I AM A CUMWHORE I am a useless faggot cunt cumwhore. I am a total bareback cumdump. I am good only for being a cumdumpster and sperm depository for guys. Anyone can dump their loads in my cheap faggot ass. I will take any loads anywhere from anyone. I want to be used like a cunt for guys to pump and dump in. My place is to take loads. The only thing I care about is to take loads, fill my cumhole with sperm, the more the better until I leak with manjuices. I think about taking loads and being bred all the time. I serve as spermbank, cum receptacle, dumpster for guys to hold my thighs, stick their cocks in my inviting ass and pound away until they nut and drain their balls deep in my guts. I love when they treat me like nothing more than a cumdump, faceless, soulless, a hole, a place to release loads, to get off. After they are drained they just push my ass away, zip up and leave without looking back. They just dump and don’t have to worry about strings. They dump in my ass and dump me. I am providing a hole for their cocks and they don’t think about me more. I love to be treated as such- the cumdump that takes care of their urge to cum. I am nothing more, I have no value. This is my core substance- cumdump for all. I love being a whore for all, none owns me solely. My ass is a public amenity similar to toilet or public flashlight or prostitute- cum in, use, get off, and leave. The best part-you don’t have to talk, it is free, and totally anonymous. One time or more- NSA, I don’t care and wouldn’t know anyway. I want to walk naked and bend over anywhere for guys to see, insert and inject. No loads refused, no condoms, no pullouts! Cum inside! Insert and inject! All loads taken! Thank you for using the cumdump! Cum again! More (many of his blog posts have video)...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Seven loads in less than 24 hours, and I was STILL crazy horny for cock. It was like my hole could not get enough this weekend. So I jumped online first thing Sunday morning and put up a CL ad looking for tops. As luck would have it, it didn’t take long. A horny bloke sent me a pic and wanted to cum over immediately. I gave him the address and prepared my hole for yet more dick. He arrived— handsome guy. Furry chest. Wedding ring. And we got right to it. I sucked Him to full arousal, and then suddenly I was on my back and he was working his 7 inches into my worn out pucker. We fucked like that for awhile, then he asked if he could do me doggy. Absolutely! So we switched around and he humped away at my hole. It didn’t take long before his baby-batter was painting my guts. While he was still twitching inside me I said, “So… Married, huh?" "Yeah. Now I get to hit the farmer’s market and then pick up the boys from soccer." "Well, at least you’re a load lighter." He pulled out and I looked at his cock— pearlescent drops of cum were still oozing from the tip. I milked his cock and wiped the last drops up with my finger. "It would be a shame to waste this," I told him as I fingered it into my hole. Next was another Craigslist hookup. Latino. Older. Uncut. 6.5". It wasn’t anything remarkable other than he was so nervous that he was shaking the whole time. He still came inside me though. Aaaaaaand, last but not least…. After all this sex, I decided to go to the gym. I did a workout (two loads brewing deep) and then hit the sauna/steam room afterward. It was a pretty nice day, so gym traffic was light. In the wet area was this one black guy that I’ve played with before. He’s actually loaded me before in the sauna— but that was some time ago. As there were a couple other guys present, we had to do the whole “sauna dance" until it was just the two of us alone in the steam room. I knew we didn’t have much time so I said, “I need you to put your load in me." "Okay, man… Lets do it." I held my towel in front of me and bent over. I used some spit to slick my hole while he spit on his dick. Then he pushed hard and was in me to the hilt. This guy has a great 7.5" cock that is the perfect thickness and hard as a rock. He thrust into me furiously as we both watched the door for any activity. "Fuck you’re hole is hot and wet!" He whispered. "It’s the other two loads in me…" I told him. "Really?? No shit??" "Really. Add yours and massage that cum into my ass!" "Ohhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," he grunted. And then he flooded me with his spunk. And this dude cums a LOT! I could actually “feel" the wetness increase inside as he filled me. I made him stay inside me until we saw a shadow move outside the steam room door. He pulled out and there was a wet “spatter" sound as semen spilled out of me and hit the tile floor. The door opened and in walked this Pakistani cocksucker dude. The black guy left but I stayed. No was already hard and needed to cum, so… The paki guy took a seat and I stood in front of him and presented my cock. He immediately gobbled it up— as he’s done before. A minute later I was giving him my load, which he swallowed gratefully. Ten loads in my ass. One weekend. And I’m still actually a bit horny. I’m rock hard as I type this, and I know I’ll be online tonight looking for more. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... So— after taking 5 cocks and 3 loads on Friday night, I was primed and even MORE horned up. I had already set up a fuck date with my 10" buddy for 1pm Saturday. He came over, and true to form, he fucked me until my eyes rolled back in my head. Such an amazing cock! After an hour of fucking he said he might have to jack off to cum. I said as long as he shoved it back in me when he did— and he said “we’ll see." Not good enough. So I asked if he would fuck me a bit longer doggy style. And once on all fours, I rammed my ass back onto his fuckstick with intensity. I basically fucked his cock with my ass. And he shot his load deep in my colon- like I knew he would. Not an hour later I was back on the Internet looking for more— and found a guy who wanted to do an anonymous, walk in, blindfold scene. I agreed. Big ol’ 8 inches of meat on him! He wanted me lubed and waiting on all fours in front of nasty porn. I was. He walked in and immediately started dirty talking. Asking me if I wanted to get fucked raw by a stranger. Making me beg for his dick. “Tell me what you want, pig!" Before I knew it he was behind me and slamfucking my well used fuckhole. Five minutes later he said, “I’m getting close, fucker. Beg me for it!" "Fucking do it! Knock me up with your swimmers! Put it deep with the other loads!" He did. He made me suck his cock after, then he got dressed and left. I never did see his face. STILL horny, I went back to the sex party (they host it both Friday and Saturday nights) later that evening. It was pretty thinly attended (again, holiday weekend) but I still managed two more loads. One was from a hot daddy. Nice, 6" cock on him with a good mushroom head. He ate my hole and got me all worked up, then got me on a bed on my back and slid inside. He pounded me loudly while other men drifted in and out of the room to watch. He finished while holding my ankles aloft while drilling into me. A strangled cry let me know he was cumming. The next load came totally anonymously. I wandered back to the fuck bench/bed where the guy slow fucked me on Friday. The lights had been turned out, donut was completely dark up there. There were several men up there and I wandered up to the bed and bent over. I didn’t wait long before I felt a hand on my ass and fingers start to feel my crack. I hit the poppers and waited. A nice cock slid inside me and started thrusting away. My hole was so loose and sloppy at this point our sex was making wet, slapping noises. The previous guy’s cum was leaking out and I could feel it running down my balls and the back of my legs. Anonymous top picked up speed and them grunted loudly and I could feel his head throbbing inside, donating his DNA to the mix. He pulled out with a wet plop and I waited around to see if anyone else would take his place. Nobody did. I hung around a bit longer, but the party was winding down. I got dressed and made my way home— ass wrecked and with a weekend load total of 7. But I still wasn’t done…….. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here I hit the bareback party circuit over the holiday weekend, getting a lot of dick but the standout was a digout administered by a teasing top with a sense of drama. First off, he didn't have a monster dick, but rather a perfectly respectable average-sized dick. Second, he was experienced and knew what to do with an average sized dick, which is to ram it in deep and hard. It started like an ordinary (I'm not complaining!) fuck and he came within a few minutes, but he didn't stop there. He pulled out and then teased the rim of my creamed butthole with the tip of his prod, light and easy, suggesting the was something more to come. I really liked this, so I grabbed my moons and pulled them as wide as I could, so that even in this darkened room, he'd get a good view of my spermed hole and get inspired to wipe all the cum with his dick and then put it back up there. Then I started talking...'Oh yeah, shove it up there! Fuck your cum deep into my ass!' or something like that. And that's what this top did. He resumed fucking, and more spirited than before, turned on by my dirty talk. This action continued for a few more minutes, until he pulled out and stroked himself, but we were both at a fever pitch by now, and I knew he wasn't going to be satisfied until he dumped a second load in my ass. He wanked off some more, like it was the last thing he was gonna do before exploding, stuck that hard rod up my ass and fucked me deep and hard. This time he tipped me off, 'I'm gonna cum,' just before blasting a second shot, stopping still while his cock twitched and unloaded. I was tempted to shoot out the cum then and there, but decided against it, as this was all the lube I'd be needing, this was a sex party after all. Before I left the party, I got fucked by another dozen guys or so, and I don't think any of them came, but when I got home, I shat all the cum out of my ass and it was a better than decent deposit, thick and rich. All his, I'm pretty sure. No matter where you are, two is always better than one. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Holy fuck was I a cumdump bottom whore this weekend! It felt awesome, and I’m STILL fucking horny as hell! Friday rolled around, I finally had a free weekend and was blazingly horny. So I decided to go hit up the local sex party. Since it was a holiday weekend, it was a bit light on attendance, but not without action. Within 10 minutes of arriving, a bearded bear guy came up and asked if he could fuck me. Shorter cock, but thick enough that my fingers didn’t touch around it. I bent over and let him at it. The poppers helped get him in, but it still hurt (the first one always does). I quickly relaxed though 5 minutes later he was leaving his seed in my guts. Bear guy had just pulled out when an older guy walked up and started making out with me. Handsome. Goatee. Big, floppy cock (probably 8 inches). He gently pushed me onto my back on the fuck bed and lifted my legs. He spit lubed his cock and I hit the poppers. He was one of those gilts that gets into the slow fuck. He teased my hole and worked in slowly until he was buried in my shitter, then the slow pullout. Between the poppers, the dance music, and the flickering lights, I lost all sense of time. All I could feel was the slow, steady push and pull of his meat in my hole. I didn’t even mind that we had an audience watching us. Then he pushed inside to the hilt and stopped— I felt the telltale throb and knew he was breeding me. It was so hot! He stayed parked in me for awhile, then did a slow pullout. When his head popped out, cum ran down my ass. I took a couple more cocks after that— a fat fucker that really stretched me. That I took on a bed while I sucked a long, thin uncut dick. When the fat one pulled out, I sat up and straddled the long one and rode him til I came all over his chest. Two guys immediately started lapping up my remnants. Normally I would be done at this point, but no. I was still horny. So I wandered around and watched some scenes. During my wandering, I kept noticing this one guy. Thin. Muscular. All sorts of mismatched tattoos all over his body. Nerd glasses. Nipple piercings. And a BIG PA. Normally watching blowjobs does nothing for me, but seeing him on all fours and working a guy’s cock had me going. We kept passing each other and making eye contact, and I knew that I needed to “collect" him. My turn finally came toward the end of the evening. The party was winding down and he and I were both in this dark alcove. I reached out and tweaked his nips and that was all it took. We started fiercely making out and I begged him to fuck me. He spun me around and bend me over a bench. I lubed him up and during that I asked about his PA. 2-gauge, captive bead and the thing had to be the diameter of a 50-cent piece. He had a rock hard 6.5 inch cock to go with it. It took several tries to line it up right, and one brief, sharp moment of pain as it slid in, but then he was buried in me. He fucked me at a good clip, and I reached back to tweak his nips inbetween popper hits. He worked my nips too as he slammed into me. I could feel the jewelry dancing inside me while he fucked. I asked him if he had cum yet— he hadn’t. He had been saving up his load and needed to blow. I begged him for it. Loudly. He slamfucked me and stated grunting and groaning loud enough to draw a few onlookers. I heard whispers of “Breed his ass!" “Knock that fucker up!" With a loud “Ahhhhhhh!!" He released his nutbutter inside me. The guys standing around all gave their congratulations. When he eventually pulled out, cum streamed down the back of my thighs. The party was pretty well done at this point, so I tidied up and drove home. I left a wet spot on my car seat. I was done. Done for Friday night that is. Then Saturday rolled around…….. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here This was a few weeks ago, and here is the fully edited video of me taking both of their loads, getting fucked and shooting a load while he pounded my hole. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Went to a bud's house last night because my favorite cumdump was there taking loads. When I got there he was being fucked by a bear type guy, who was obviously enjoying his hole. When he pulled out I sank my cock into his silky smoothness. This man has a great hole which was made even slicker by the fact that the host had dumped his DNA into cumdump's hole, thereby making it even slicker and smoother. So, I pulled out, and watched him being fucked again by the bear. Long story short, I was the one who added load number two to his hole. He thanked me for breeding him, and I left. More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today I bagged another of my favorite kind of guy! And again, there was something lacking in his sexual demeanor. What *is* this? I had spoken to him on Scruff before, and we flashed each other naughty pix there, but the conversation didn't go very far. And this afternoon I saw him on BBRTS, and hit him up again. Here he was much more enthusiastic, perhaps because on this site it was easy to know we both wanted a raw fuck, and on Scruff you just don't know what half the people are up for, or how quickly to turn conversations sexual, or what. At least for me. Within a few messages he was inviting me over to fuck his brains out. I was extremely excited on the way over-- he was only a few subway stops away, deeper into Brooklyn, so I was there in 15 minutes or so. When I got to his apartment his looks did not disappoint; his body was not overbuilt but was beautifully meaty and just so freakin cute. He was about 5'9 and felt so good in my arms. He kissed oddly, insisting on only kissing my upper lip, which felt rather imperious somehow, and he only permitted just so much kissing at a time. He, like the last guy, was a little on the fidgety side, mimicking my touching of him but less languidly, less gracefully, more jerkily. I was disappointed at his lack of interest in kissing but was very engrossed in kneading his ass, and when I brushed my beard against his neck... BINGO! His whole body coiled into me with intense pleasure, and when I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along the meaty tendon running from his shoulder to his ear, gently biting into it along the way, he moaned and I felt his dick get hard in his pants. I kept it up and my own dick got hard and he felt for it through my shorts and sighed with satisfaction. I pulled out my bone and told him to get on his knees and suck it, but he *bent over* and sucked it from the side, in the most awkward way imaginable. Needless to say it wasn't very satisfying head, with him being utterly unable to hit the best spots from that kind of angle. Who does that?? But I was still so excited just to be with him. His bearded face looked extremely handsome with my thick bone buried in it. Eventually he stood up and smiled at me and said we should go to the bed. I trotted along behind him and lay back in his bed and invited him to suck me some more. But instead he straddled me and kissed me some more with that strange focus on my upper lip. Clearly not that into giving head. His fleshy, firm body was very exciting to me, however, so I pushed him on his back and laid my slab of meat along side his and we ground into each other rather hungrily; he wrapped his limbs around me in all kinds of delicious ways but he was one of those bottoms who feels like he's constantly pushing you off him, as if you must wrestle your way back on. Bright light was slanting through his half-open louvered blinds and his face and eyes were dazzling in the brilliance. As we were in Bushwick, and his window was open, sudden loud Mexican music began playing at the window, and would not let up. It sounded rather like someone was standing outside with a boom box aimed right at us through the window, como algún Juan Cusak. Things were not going well but I was determined to make this work. I couldn't wait to fuck him and cum in him. I flipped him and his ass was an absolute feast. Beautifully round and taut but yielding, just hairy enough but not bristly at the hole. He made lots of appreciative noises and his dick, a slender pink pretty protuberance that looked rather vulnerable in a way, was hard as a rock. I sucked it and his balls some. This was the best part. He loved it as much as me. I mounted him and put my own rock-hard cockhead against his hole and pushed lightly several times, interspersed with more eating, but every time it got close to penetrating, I felt like I would instantly cum. He was so incredibly attractive to me, but he had not sucked me enough to get me to that place where my dick was not oversensitive and was ready for a deep warm anal barrage. I figured I'd have to stroke off a bit and finger him some to get him ready. He was EXTREMELY tight but he seemed to like being fingered. He had the biggest, roundest prostate I ever felt, and he moaned in rhythm to my stroking it with my fingertip. I kept trying to coax him back onto my prong, but he was just incredibly, incredibly tight. I finally told him so, and asked if he had lube. He hopped up, pulled some Gun Oil out of a Bisley drawer (his place was pretty standard Brooklyn Artsy, with a lucha libre mask on the wall, a big stuffed bear's head gazing up from the floor, guitars leaning against the electric blue wall, geometric paintings and ironic graphic shag rugs hanging on the wall, etcetc) and I tried to grease myself up, but the little bottle was low enough on lube that I kept having to pump and pump it, and it kept flying out of my hands across the bed. Finally I got my dick slippery and pushed into him. Incredibly, incredibly tight, and again I thought I'd instantly cum. I had to pull back out. He turned on his back and hitched back his legs. "You want me to fuck you this way?" I asked, and he nodded. He seemed much younger than his 36 years; he was very tentative about everything. I greased up more and pushed into him, and he gasped when he felt my whole length inside him and arced his back and tensed his legs and I had to grapple to stay on top of him and inside him. And then he popped me out; it actually felt like he was squeezing the blood right out of my erection and back into my body. My dick was not as hard on the way out as it had been on the way in, and as some of you might know, one of the tricks to prevent premature ejaculation is to squeeze the end of your penis really hard when you feel too good. I'm not really a premature ejaculator, though. When you do that to me, I just lose my erection and much of my sensitivity. And I was rubbery and not getting hard again, even when I laid on top of him and felt his delicious hairy meatiness bucking me, surrounding me, wrapping itself around my legs. I still felt like I was going to cum, though! And then, suddenly, I popped. All over his dick and balls. I wasn't hard enough to shoot long distance, but I came a lot because he was so beautiful to behold, so thick gelatinous pools of goo appeared in his pubes, on his thigh, on his balls. He looked at me with an inscrutable, long gaze as he fiddled with his dick, his hands dipping sidelong into my goo. I slapped his meaty thighs a bit and laughed, and just stroked his body and his neck; he closed his eyes and accepted my caresses like a cat. And I said, "You're tight. You're awesome, but you're tight." And he seemed a little abashed. I told him I had to clean up and I couldn't tell if he was disappointed that I didn't stay there stroking him, or that I didn't cum in him, or that I didn't look more attractive, or who knows what. He got the shower ready for me, and I cleaned up, and then he cleaned up, and we talked about his rockin' apartment and his plans to model for a Drink and Draw thing one of the gay bars around here has later in the evening. I of course was awash with intense disappointment and shame that I couldn't pierce his impenetrable, beautiful rear satisfactorily. Another beautiful little hairy body, wasted on me! And yet I sauntered home feeling OK. I did what I could do. His body still burns bright in my mind. I take what I can get sometimes. I guess my favorite kind of guy just isn't the right kind of guy for me. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here I've followed this trashy Latina bottom for a few years now...I believe he started out in Spain, then he was in Mexico (Merida? Acapulco?) for a few years and now he's in Barcelona. He's used more than a couple of handles in his Xtube profile, but now he's posting his videos under the name of adamstorm38, and he's hotter than ever. His 'used and abused' (thank you Jeff Palmer) hole is hotter, bigger, cummier, nastier than ever, and that's what you get in his videos: a slow steady drilling, with his sheer nylon sock-clad feet in full view, and then some fabulous hole-stretching at the end with rivers of seed flowing out. None of this is faked, it's purely raunchy mansex with a bottom who gives it all up. He also handles a reverse cowboy fuck better than anyone else I've seen lately. The videos run mostly 3-5 minutes...go to Xtube, and check out adamstorm38. More...