Pumpinmyhole

I never would have guessed it was a new word for an old activity. I asked 2 different guys in 2 different cities over the last few months and got no reply. But now I know I can avoid all the "side" guys

I've seen people on Sniffies listed as a "side" and have no clue what it means. Could you enlighten me?

There's always a high flake rate online. But is it possible the emails you sent to him went to his spam folder and he hasn't seen them? You could always reach out through the app and say you've sent emails but haven't heard back.

BB only for me. I advertise online as such, and I've sent guys away who showed up at my hotel expecting to use condoms.

Every time I've gone ass up in a hotel, I get the same request at least once. And the guys can get pretty hostile when I say "no". I'm doing all the work here, and you want to come in a reap some of the reward? Yes, I'm greedy and want to keep it all for myself. I've had a fair number of tops that want to eat my loaded hole before they breed it, and that's fine. Especially if they're going to feed me some of the cum. If I wanted a dedicated felcher in the room with me, I'd advertise for one.

Yes, shaved hole and balls

I just returned last night from visiting my married man. I flew in late Friday afternoon, and took the 6pm flight out of his city Sunday night. He'd been going non stop for 2 weeks...2 work trips and a visit from his wife. I told him we could chill the entire weekend so he could decompress a bit. For the most part we stayed in, but we did go to a major sporting event that his company holds tickets for. I have to say, it was kind of fun. I never get excited about sports on TV but going and seeing it live was a different experience. Definitely would do it again. He picked me up Friday afternoon, and we stopped to eat on the way home. He'd had a crazy day and didn't get a chance to eat lunch so he was starved. So we get to the restaurant and I climb into his back seat and do a quick change so I don't have to eat in my uniform. I've never mentioned it before but he did something that he's been doing for months. We'll have our first deep passionate kiss, and when we break the kiss, he puts his forehead on mine and whispers "welcome home". It's definitely not my home, and never will be. But the sentiment is very sweet. Then we go in for our second long kiss, and when we break that he'll moan a quiet "damn you". As what often happens, my pants are quickly around my ankles, tie off, shirt unbuttoned. I was able to maneuver pretty easily this time and get his pants down too. So we're in the kitchen and he starts jacking me. Normally I consider this all foreplay but I must have been extra horny because I was on the edge of cumming. He went in on my neck hard, with his chin and stubble, and I wound up blowing a load on his kitchen floor. This would be the first of 4 times that he jacked me off that night. I don't know how he does it but he got a massive load out of me each time. We didn't even fuck that first night. I blew him and jerked him off only once. He was focused on making me cum. He seems to really get off on making me cum, especially when I tell him "don't try too hard, i'm not going to get off again". I've realized that just makes him more determined, and he's usually successful. On Saturday we both slept later than usual. As I've said, I'm super groggy in the morning and sex is the last thing on my mind. But he reached over, grabbed my dick and said "time for load number 5." I protest a bit and try to roll over on my stomach but he's not having it. It took him less than 10 minutes, but he got another big load out of me. Once I caught my breath and he cleaned me off, he said I could go downstairs and make my coffee now. I was quite wobbly legged going down the steps LOL. We'd slept late, I had coffee, and he likes to eat right away in the morning so he made breakfast. By the time we did all that and showered, it was after 1:00. We spent the afternoon just on the sofa cuddling and keeping with the theme of the weekend, he got another load out of me. We ate at 5:00 so we could go to the game. We probably got back from that around 9:30 or 10:00. When we got back, we cracked open a bottle of wine and made out on the couch for quite a while. When we went to bed, I'd prepped for a hard fucking and he was eager to comply. He slid in my ass in one slow steady stroke. He's pretty girthy, so it stings a little when he goes slowly balls deep...but I love that...especially from him. He usually fucks for quite a while before he cums, but this time I got a load in just a few minutes. But he stayed hard and kept fucking while jerking me, determined to make me cum again. This went on for quite a while, and eventually I came again. I didn't get a second load from him, but he kept me plugged well while he jerked me. Sunday morning I woke up and rolled over to see him already awake smiling at me. Before he could grab my dick, I slithered out of bed and ran down to make coffee. I went back to bed while it was brewing and he immediately put his arms around me, half on top of me. He started nuzzling my neck and I got hard immediately. He proudly got me to blow a load, again amazed at the volume. Is it possible that the amount of cum I produce is equal to how turned on I am? That was the last load of the weekend. After breakfast and coffee, he put some chicken in the crock pot so we could have dinner before he dropped me at the airport. We then ran a couple of errands he needed to do, and when we got back, I started packing and getting ready to leave. We had a nice dinner, eating and holding hands. I needed to be at the airport around 5. We had a lengthy make out session before we left...hoping to hold us over for a couple of weeks when I return. He seemed a little sad that I was leaving. I was logged into the wifi after I took off, and got a text from him that said "miss you". I told him I missed him already too. He has another work trip this weekend, and he said at least he'll be busy and working every day until I return. But we're both anxious for the weekend of the 14th to get here quickly.

Hugh Jackman

You're spot on. He told me early on that falling in love isn't an option. Well, a second time he made a similar comment, I said "well, you're too late". I added, "and I see how you look at me, you have NO poker face". He didn't respond other than kissing me. But I still stand firm that a divorce isn't an option for him, given the amount of money he has. We've kind of decided that whatever the universe wants for us, it'll happen. Or not happen.

I haven't written about my married man since late May, but I've seen quite a bit of him through the summer. You know, shortly before I met him I downloaded a sex tracking app. Of course, I started logging our get togethers from the beginning. I didn't see him at all last December - February because he had surgery and the wife was in town for most of that. But since we met in November we've spent 37 days together. The number seems small to me, it feels like much more. June-August, and so far in September I've had 2 layovers/month in his city. And I've stayed at his place each time. June, August, and September I've been able to fly in for 3-5 day weekends with him. July I wasn't able to because he had the wife was around for a couple of weeks. But at least I had the layovers later in July. So far this month I've had 2 layovers, and will be flying in for the weekend on Sept 30. Anyway, enough with the statistics. We've spent 37 days together and the intimacy level and connection we have has never wavered. We've both commented on it many times. We've tried to find the words to describe it, but we've both given up. It's just simply a magical time when we're together. And the quality of the sex never declines either. Sometimes after sex we'll be laying facing each other and he kind of shakes his head and says "I can't believe it's better every time". All I can do is agree. He hasn't done it for my layovers, but when I fly in for the weekend he'll create a music playlist for us. After I've changed out of my uniform I come downstairs and he has some wine waiting. And he'll say "Ok babe, here's our theme song for the weekend". He starts the music, we toast, and a romantic song will start playing. Then he grabs me and we slow dance for the first song. Sounds kind of sappy, but it's really very sweet that he does this. The highlight of the summer was in August, when I flew in for his birthday. It fell mid week, but I flew in the Thurs-Tues prior. We didn't have much planned other than I was finally going to get to take him out to dinner. While he was at the office on Friday, I found an amazing florist in his neighborhood and bought a beautiful flower arrangement. He was so touched, no one has ever bought him flowers before. I wasn't able to buy him a gift, as he wouldn't be able to keep anything that was too personal. The wife might question it when she visits. The flowers lasted a good 2 weeks, and after I left he'd send me random pics of of them and saying something like "just sitting here enjoying my flowers, wishing my baby was here". Every visit, whether layover or visit, is just off the charts in terms of sex. Most of the time we fuck in missionary position so we can kiss. But every now and then he puts me on all fours and pounds me until I'm almost begging him to stop. My nipples have never been wired, and honestly I find having them played with to be annoying. He loves his worked though, and he's trying to get me into liking my nips worked. So far I just tolerate it as best I can but it's so hard to say no to him. He doesn't seem to know the meaning of "go easy on them" LOL. As I've said before, I'm the one guy on the planet that isn't into morning sex. I'm just SOOO groggy, I don't feel sexy, I have anxiety getting fucked first thing because it might get really messy. But like I said, he likes to push boundaries. He's insistent that I cum in the morning and he jerks me off. I don't know how he manages it, but he makes me shoot more and farther than I have since I was 18. He doesn't want me to reciprocate either. He'll edge me a couple of times, it's almost like he's enjoying being in control, making me get off in the morning and deciding exactly when he's going to let me cum. Regardless, I give myself up to him and let him do pretty much whatever he wants to me. Our "anniversary" is in mid November. Now get this...it's 4 days after his actual anniversary. I don't think we'll be able to be together on the actual day, but I'll be going in the weekend after for a visit, which honestly is no bid deal to me. It'll be a somewhat limited amount of visits until then. I'm going on Sept 30 for 3-4 days, and then once again Oct 14 for 3 days. But after that it won't be until mid November. Since early March of this year, I haven't had sex with anyone else. He tells me that since he can only give me so much, I need to "live my life". But oddly I've really enjoyed saving it just for him. Never feeling like I have to, but that I want to. I don't know how long that will last, but until then I'm enjoying telling him that my ass is "his".

Definitely a compliment.

It's still free access for me in the US.

I don't top very often, but I'll definitely pound a loaded hole

I’ve been PumpInMyHole since the days of AOL M4M chat rooms, and I’ve been able to keep it on multiple sites. I almost created PumpOurHoles for times that I was feeling kind of versatile, but I don’t think I have it in me to manage multiple names on multiple sites. I always appreciate names that tell exactly what they’re looking for, such as Top4Ass or similar. I’d tend to click on those first.

I don't have any luck with these functions at all. I never send them, but I receive and respond to them. I always say something like "Thanks for the oink/woof/whatever. Great profile and hot pics. You looking to meet up today?" And then...NOTHING. No further responses or replies. Maybe they're treating the woof/oink/whatever function the same as they do a "like" on social media and a reply isn't necessary? Regardless I find it frustrating.

100% agree. Anyone I hook up with online needs to be 40+, with a possible exception for a completely anon scene. But I find most guys over 40 (and especially over 50) are looking for only 20's and early 30's.

I think anyone attending a BBRT party is going to expect others to be there. If you're using BBRT quick connect ads, apps, and other websites, just present yourself as a guy who responded and happens to be there at the same time. Let anyone responding know that there might be other guys there. I've done group play with a bud on a layover a few times, and it was always best that we didn't appear "together", him just being some random guy. Tell the other guys you don't want to cum yet, you want to use his hole to edge for a while. After you breed him, just tell others you dumped a load but might want to go again in a little while. I guess you can consider a second room if YOU need to step away for some down time.

I used to post cumdump parties on BBRT, and had a high flake rate. It was usually around 15% that would show. I assume it'd be about the same with Sniffies. I've had MUCH better luck with BBRT quick connect ads saying I was "hosting for anyone needing to dump a load". These guys are horny right now, not planning 2 weeks ahead. I've had similar luck on Sniffies, posting a note in the "cruising update" section, not a "party". Granted, I don't wind up with 10 guys in my hotel room at the same time, it's more of a revolving door type of scene. But it works if I've got a few hours in an afternoon/evening at a hotel.

I've been trying to write this for over a week. My time with the married man is so full of wonderful intimate moments, if I wrote them all down this would be excessively long. And no doubt, boring for some. I flew in on Friday afternoon and left early Tuesday morning. Now, when I staff travel I don't have to be in uniform. But if I'm traveling with excessive/large size liquids, I need to so I can be exempt from liquid limits. And there have been a few layovers I've had in his city where I skip going to the hotel and stay with him. My uniform includes a vest with covered buttons and a belt with a difficult to maneuver hook closure. Anyway, when I arrive and he picks me up, I never kiss him in the car. I want our first kiss to be bigger than that, so we wait until we get back to his place. Well, mister married man has mastered my buttons and belt closure. Within a minute my vest is undone, tie off, and pants around my ankles as we spend a few minutes making out. It's the same every time, and it makes me laugh that my pants always wind up on his kitchen floor. It always takes me a while to change, trying to hang up my uniform in his closet while I'm getting groped and pawed at...and it's quite wonderful to be honest. Friday night we ordered in from a great place near him. The dining room never gets used, but when we eat together, we sit in there and he lights candles and puts out the "good" wine glasses. A little bit of TV while snuggling on the sofa and we went to bed. He asked me if it'd be alright if he left his nightstand lamp on all night, because he prefers to be able to see me. I laughed a bit and said that I preferred that also. As you can imagine, it was 2-3 hours of intimate sex that I have trouble finding words to describe. He's no help, as he's at a loss for words also when trying to describe us. On Saturday, it was pretty rainy all day so we planned to just stay in. I've never been much for morning sex, as I'm extremely groggy without any coffee. And I dare say kind of cranky too. Not to mention, that if this was to go to full on fucking there would be a lot of groggy prep work to do. But for some reason he thinks *I* need to cum in the morning. Over the years guys have had a bit of difficulty in jerking me off, but he's also mastered that task. And he likes to edge me. But he doesn't prolong it too long, because he know's I need my coffee. I'll add, he doesn't drink it, but he bought a small coffee maker for me, so I could have something other than instant. After he edged a massive load out of me, we went downstairs to have a little breakfast and my coffee. We didn't leave the house all day, we just snuggled on the sofa watching shows and movies. His sofa is perfect for the two of us. We fit very well laying down spooning. We switch off who gets to be big spoon, it's wonderful no matter who is. He cooked something in his crock pot for dinner, and when it was time for bed, it was a couple of hours of *intense* fucking. When we're in bed gently kissing, he has the softest eyes. Just this gaze that he's longing for me. But when he fucks like we were Saturday night, his eyes get super intense. It's like he's looking deep within me, very serious. After a very lengthy pounding, I wasn't sure if I got a load out of him. His moans were more on the quiet side tonight. I asked if he loaded me, and he said yes. He kept right on going and almost gave me a second. As we were kissing after fucking, he decided I needed to cum so he set forth on jerking me off. He REALLY edged me this time. Many times. When he finally let me cum, it was huge and powerful...it went over my shoulder. He cleaned me up and we spooned until we fell asleep...with the light on. Sunday we woke up and again, he was on a mission to make me cum. He didn't edge me this time, it was fairly quick all things considered. He went downstairs first and started my coffee for me. He wanted to go out for breakfast, and he had a couple of errands to do. By early afternoon we were back on the sofa, spooning. He asks me if I'd like to go out and about and do anything. I said that if we went out, I'd still be with him. But it'd be time that I couldn't be touching him or have my arms around him. So I was perfectly happy sitting inside all day. He got all soft eyed and said he was happy to do the same. Then he gently kissed me. I don't remember dinner that night. Did we go out? Did he set the table in the dining room with the "nice "wine glasses and candles? When we went to bed, Sunday night was all about slow and tender sex. I almost typed love making. It was beyond amazing. Monday he had an important meeting with someone from out of town. He was out by 7:30, and he left me keys so I could go out and about while he was gone. Get this though: I had to use the front door only, so his neighbor (that knows he's married and knows the wife) wouldn't see me. Very "cloak and dagger" LOL. I took an Uber to a nearby gym and had a decent workout. He thought he'd be home by 1:00, but he didn't return until 4:00. His planned dinner wasn't going to get made now, so we went out. I had 2 margaritas and he had 1 and I was a little bit wobbly. Despite my begging, he wasn't going to take advantage of me in that state LOL. I packed up a lot of my things and we went to bed early, as I had to be up by 5:30. Of course we fucked that night, it would be our last for 3 weeks. It was full on missionary face to face fucking with constant kissing. A perfect last fuck to a long weekend. He was the big spoon when we drifted off to sleep. I'm going back for 3 days on the 10th. After that, I have a 3 day trip with 2 consecutive layovers in his city. And one more layover on the 20th. I think for each of these I'll be staying with him instead of the hotel, but we'll see what happens at his office. At the very least, I'll sleep over and get dropped off at the hotel early in the morning. NB: He called me as I was writing this. Him: Hey babe! (he always calls me babe, occasionally stud LOL), sorry It's so late. Work went long and I stopped for a bite to eat. Me: That's ok, I know it's a work day and you had Monday off. Him: Nah, you probably thought I forgot about you. Go on, you can say it. You thought I forgot about you. Me: No, I thought you were busy. Him: Yeah, like I could ever forget about you. Me: SWOON!

Awesome, will do

I certainly did a lot of fucking at Midtowne too. I remember the basement back in the day. One end had a bed, the middle had booths, and didn't the other end have a motorcycle? That would have been mid 90's though. The last time I was there, the basement was remodeled and had more of a dark open room with a sling, table and cross in it (if I remember). Sex in Palm Springs can be plentiful for sure, it's not difficult to find. I don't really go to the resorts or parties going on here though. Once in a while, but not regularly. I *think* I've heard some resorts have stopped day passes. Others on weekends only. I was told CCBC offers them all the time, so that's a good bet. I don't have a lot of PDX layovers. If it's long, they put us in Vancouver. The last long one I had I got an Uber to Steam. It was a weeknight, not very busy, and not a lot of action going on. I didn't get fucked, but fucked a hot daddy type in the sauna. Other times it's been a difficult city to hook up in, like you said. But the ones that have fucked have been fun.

Ah Man's Country. When I lived in Chicago, I was walking distance from there. VERY convenient when I was horny

My first time was also in Denver, at the Triple C. I didn't hook up with anyone, I was so nervous. I used the hot tub, wandered around, and left after a couple of hours. It took me a few years before I went back to one, this time the DSC. My second time, I finally hooked up. I got a room and played with a couple of guys that night. I gradually got more comfortable in the environment and would play in the open spaces at DSC...was it "the cave" and in the back orgy room. I still have family in Denver, I'm sad they're all closed now and can't stop into one during my visits there.

Go to [think before following links] https://bestcumdumps.com and scroll to the bottom. Enter your email, then sign up. For some reason, the hotel lists won't show on my desktop browser but work fine on my mobile devices.

I've noticed this too. Where you buy them is as important as the brand. Fort Troff used to sell/ship top quality poppers, but they stopped shipping a few years ago. Luckily, a local leather/fetish shop near me sells good quality poppers. The few times I've picked some up at the baths, they've been crap.