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Has anyone attended the Cumunion parties at Megaplex now that it's reopened? Want to go so bad on September 26, but not sure what to expect. I'd love to hear how earlier events went.

I spent so many nights at the Adonis. It was a total fantasy come true (I was in my twenties). Just thinking about the Gage films (hypnotic), Cadinot (really beautiful), and hunks like Al Parker. Yum. I don't think young dudes today have any clue how hot those films were.

Since the city parks are so crowded, ive also been going to cemeteries. Some are nicer than any Park and naturally peaceful. I love this story, and now I will live in hope of meeting a horny worker there. Really hot—thanks for writing it.

Yeah, I have nothing but happy memories of the vault. Not that sleazy, just heaving with sex in every corner. Loved the room with barrel tables and benches around two sides. Hands, mouths, and holes everywhere. It’s an amazing scene!

Unplanned. Craigslist hookup in LA. A really hot latino jock said he wanted to get fucked. But within minutes, he had flipped me onto my stomach, pinned me, and fucked me hard. No condom, and I definitely freaked out having always played safe. But it felt so incredibly wonderful, and he was totally hot, telling me he knew I wanted it. I had no idea what I’d been missing. That was ten years ago, and I still jack off thinking about him.

Weird that my own stink doesn’t turn me on, but it totally reminds me how much I’m drawn to other dudes when I catch their scent. Living in a city and taking public transport is awesome for moving close to straphangers. In the summer, it’s always jocks wearing tanks or tshirts that show some pit hair poking out. Just the sight of it turns me on, but the scent of a man drives me nuts. I feel like a dog, always trying to catch the scent downwind or when I pass a dude on the sidewalk.

Yeah, if I’m lucky enough to meet an Alpha top, there would be no discussion in the first place, would there? Alphas rule. Period.

When I first started having sex, condoms were the rule and the norm. It was only when a top turned rough, pinned me down, and growled that I was gonna be fucking bred that I first felt how amazing it was to be fucked raw. I had never felt a cock inside me without a rubber, and I realized how amazing it felt!

Super hot. I know that feeling when you think the night is over, and that everyone has left. And since it only takes one stud to save the day, sometimes it’s twice as hot to connect when nobody else is around. Makes the fuck even more exciting and dangerous! Lucky you.

At the sauna on a Sunday afternoon. Met a younger, fit guy with perfectly defined bod. He could have been military. Wasn’t sure how it was going to turn out, but he seemed so sweet and gentle when we chatted in the sauna. We went back to my room, and he suddenly turned all dominant, asking if I honestly thought I was “worthy” of sucking his cock. I tried hard to earn it, and only after he opened my hole with his finger, he said “now you are worthy.” But instead of letting me go down on him, he spread my legs, hoisted my ass up, aimed his cock, held both of my ankles over my head, and totally skewered me. He called me a fucking pussy boy and then pounded me even harder. It hurt like hell, but he just slapped my ass hard when I objected. He just kept on railing me. It was fucking hot looking up at this handsome stud breeding my ass. At one point he told me I was there for his pleasure. I grunted yessir, and he proceeded to unload in me. He was thick, and I could definitely feel him pulsing inside of me. I guess he was right. I was there for his pleasure, which was also mine! No complaints, except I keep wondering how I could have misread a dom top as a sweet, gentle dude.

Fuck, that’s hot. Well told, man. Love that you flipped the bottom and forced him to serve you as top, whimpering as he flooded you.

Hey. Recently on PreP and want to climb into a sling for my first time getting tagged by multiple tops. Figure SW is one place where that can happen. Any takers? Or is this such an ordinary fantasy that I should just get over it?

Back in town this weekend and planning to check out ESC. There has always been one or two hot men when I’ve gone in the past. To be honest, I love the variety of men who go there-def something for every taste! So please join me there tonight after 9:00!

Went to the baths this afternoon, even though I knew it would probably be slow the day before the Columbus Day holiday. I was playing in the sauna, sitting on the upper bench next to a handsome dude with a hairy chest. He pulled my head down to the nip and pit nearest me, and I was pleased to have connected with an inshape 30something. Leaning way over the way I was left my ass exposed, though. Another dude started playing with it, trailing spit down my crack, and lightly teasing my balls. It’s amazing when an arm reaches all the way under you. The guy I was nuzzling pushed my head down, and I knew he wanted some head. Sweet cock, already wet and with the unmistakable tang of precum. I hopped off the bench, so I could work his cock properly from the front. What I hadn’t bargained on with the third dude following me down and spreading my cheeks and assaulting my hole with his tongue. Fuck, I was in pig heaven: sloppy hole and a throat full of tasty cock. The hungry dude eating my hole stood up, and I could feel him all hard. I wasn’t about to let some invisible dude fuck me in such a public way, so I started to pull away and push him back at the same time. But the top pulled my arm away, gripped my wrist firmly, and held my head down on his cock. “You’re not going anywhere,” he growled at me. With my wrists held in front of me, the top dude started with a finger, then two, then some spit, more fingers, and then he raked his cock up and down my crack. “Fuck yeah, dude, your hole is flexing for me now. I’m gonna fill you up good.” it was amazing being fed and bred at the same time. Pulled onto the seated guy’s cock, pushed down on the standing dude’s cock going deep. All I could do was moan like a bitch in heat, which I guess I was at the point. The 30something guy lifted his hips and filled my face with a huge load without any warning. The other guy slammed into me and let out a low moan of his own. I couldn’t feel his load, but knowing it was deep inside me made me shoot ropes of cum all over the hairy legs and feet of the first stud. The breeder slipped out of my loose hole, slapped my ass with a load “crack,” and left the sauna. The dude who had just fed me tussled my hair, muttered “good job,” and left me to mop up the cum, slobber, and sweat, and limp to the showers. Not bad for a slow afternoon!

Pure lust? My first time happened when a dude asked permission to try “just the tip.” I had no idea how good it was going to feel. I think he knew exactly how it would end. I lost all will to say no, even as my inner voice was screaming “stop!” I learned that day what “breeding” meant. No regrets.

Yeah, it works both ways: reluctant tops and reluctant bottoms. Going in simply feels too awesome to resist. Sensations overcome logic every time. Stealthers and chasers figure this out after the first or second time.

That is awesome. I agree, it took guts to do that. So hot!

Chris Wood from Supergirl. Major crush, total studlet.

Watching, being watched, sounds of dudes going at it. All of them turn me on. But the sensations in the dark room where all you encounter is mouths, holes, and hard cocks is amazing. Add to that the added texture of hairy men, or big arms that reach around you from behind. Hot af.

Nicely done, bro. You’re hired to finish the job, or better yet, keep it going. Thanks for taking this on. Hundreds of horny dudes are thanking you for relief.

Unfortunately I can’t read a word of it on my phone.

This is so well written! Amazing. I wish I were in LA right now.

When I'm cruising at the baths, I am rarely attracted to guys who are simply lying on their backs their room, staring up at the ceiling. Maybe because it looks too passive for my taste, but mostly because I hate to reward laziness. The art of cruising (I admit it's a dying art among millennials) requires an effort, and I am all about rewarding effort. Still, for some reason, the dude I saw last night on his back definitely caught my attention. He was in his thirties, smooth bod, muscular legs, and one arm crooked behind his head. He had dimmed the lights enough that I had to get closer to check him out. Fuck, he was handsome. Light scruff, short hair, and an exposed armpit that was nicely defined and totally begging for attention. His cock was slung like a tube across his thigh. Not hard, not soft, but definitely a force I couldn't wait to reckon with. He said "hey" as I approached, and with his other hand, lazily gave his cock an absent-minded tug. I chose to ignore that, cuz I still wanted to burrow into this stud's armpit. Soo sweet it was, too! Just the right combination of day-old soap (maybe) and natural sweat. I flicked at it with my tongue, and he said "go for it, bro." I chowed down on it, loving that melding of smell and taste that's not for everyone but happens to drive me wild. As I was doing that, I could see that he was now completely hard, and whoa! What was slung before was now a really beautiful cock standing fully upright. It was no match for an armpit, even if I loved nuzzling a stud who so far had only said five words to me. To get the best angle, I knew I had to be kneeling between the stud's legs, so I climbed up and used my own knee to spread his legs. That's often a moment of truth in a bathhouse encounter, since most tops don't want to be made vulnerable like that. But this one was cool, and within a minute, I had full access to his giant cock, shaved balls, and musky taint--another favorite detail that generally makes most men cave when it's grazed. I crooked a finger and brushed the short hairs under his balls. I could feel his cock jump up. So this handsome man of few words is still kicking back, one arm behind his head, while I'm kneeling and trying my best to do justice to hs cock. The fact that he's leaking precum just adds to my excitement. I never know if tops truly understand how incredibly hot precum is for a cocksucker. It's both incentive and reward. He obviously understood, since he squeezed his cock to make a huge gob gather at the tip. Then he pushed my head down as he commanded me to "take it all the way down." I was in pig heaven and didn't even notice or care that I'd left the door to his room ajar. That's half the fun of a bathhouse, and if I'd thought of it, I would have left it that way in hopes that another horny bro would feel confident about joining us. Or at least exploring the possibility. On a Friday night, that was almost guaranteed, and before long, I could see the lower half of another guy standing where I had been, next to the bed. I felt his hand on my head, heard him ask if I was "doing a good job," and then groaned when he ran his hand in a single motion from the back of my neck all the way down my back, over my ass, and slid a single finger along the crack of my ass. Sometimes it's those simple gestures that are the mark of a skilled top. A single finger pausing in the right place for a second is like serving notice that your ass has been noted and claimed. At that point, with my throat getting a workout as the first dude raised and lowered his hips to go deeper, I didn't even care who the newcomer was. I was just glad to be a pig with two tops who seemed happy to use me in different ways at the same time. I never stopped deep-throating the handsome dude on his back. Maybe he and the third guy exchanged glances that amounted to permission for the second dude to continue probing my ass. Either way, without a word, the third dude got behind me and lubed up my ass. I was in no position to say anything with a mouthful of cock, and all I could do was grunt as he slid in slow and deep and opened me up. The first top said "fuck yeah, dude, that's hot." Pretty soon, the guy fucking me was thrusting into me, which pressed me forward onto the first dude's massive cock. Then he'd pull back on my hips, and it was like he was using me to get the other dude off while he was fucking my ass. Forward, back, forward. I was gasping and drooling, and a total mess, but I loved being used by both men at the same time. After a couple of minutes, my host raised his hips, held my head down firmly, and blew a load right down my throat. In total silence, like it was my job just to take it. I never even got to taste his cum, and I might have drowned if I had! I love feeling a hard cock pumping, and I could feel his cum pouring directly down my throat, pulse after pulse. That must have set the other dude off, cuz he then grabbed my hips, pulled me back onto his cock, and grunted, thrashed around, and generally used me like a rag doll to breed. My knees were killing me, and I felt used in the nicest way. A belly full of cum, a gaping hole leaking cum, and two top dudes who didn't know each other but high-fived as I grabbed my towel and headed to the showers. Now I know that appearances can be very deceiving. A stud "at rest" may not be lazy at all, just lying in wait for the right sub to service him, take his load, as well as that of any other random stud he approves of. Lesson learned.

I think this Yankee slut is gonna plan a visit to Blackpool next summer. Can’t wait to retrace your steps. Did you stay somewhere other than Trades because you knew you’d need a break? I wonder if one actually gets to sleep if you’re staying there!

Very nice, dark, and sexy. And with French and Italian for good measure!