Brain&Brawn

The dick dock is underneath the Boat Slip.

Depends. What's the reason for the reluctance?

Let me try rephrasing the question. Have you ever topped a guy bareback with the agreement not to cum inside him, but lost control and not been able to pull out when the time came? Or for that matter, have any of you at some point agreed to take a cock bare, asked for a pullout, then had a change of heart during the fuck and decided to take the load?

And I'm pretty sure that is what happens when a top goes back on his word to pull out.

I think you are technically correct. Each cock thrust is like the blow of a hammer to will power.

You captured the internal struggle some guys have quite well. The cab driver really wanted in bare but knew he shouldn't do it. He had the strength to keep himself sliding in raw, but not enough to put the rubber on or to pull away when it was lined up for him. In the end the base desire won out.

While they may officially deplore bare sex, they'd probably cum in their pants if they knew your trench was damp and that cum was leaking from your hole into your shorts.

Service to weary travelers. Good job!

"Next time, I don't think we'll even start with the condom." I can almost guarantee it. Now that he's felt a hot wet hole around his cock bare, it will be hard for him to go back.

I'm pretty sure fantasy was the point.

How many of you guys have slid your bare rods into a nice hot manhole after agreeing, with sincerity, not to cum inside but then been unable to force yourself pull out when the time came?

A top may fully intend to respect the bottom's wishes and pull out. Problem is that nothing in the world feels better to a top than slipping balls deep into a warm wet welcoming manhole. When he starts getting close to the edge it becomes harder for him to think rationally. His balls start to tighten and may resolve to take just a few more strokes inside the bottom's wet clenching hot sweet spot then he'll pull out and spray him. However, at that point each dip is more delightful than the one before, so naturally he'll want yet a couple. Of course his will power takes a major hit at that stage with each single forward thrust. His base instinct to breed rises with his balls. He knows he needs to honor his word to the bottom and pull out, even though he wants to let go inside him at that point literally more than anything. He knows there is little the bottom could do at that point to stop him from burying himself to the hilt and releasing his sperm where it belongs. But no matter how bad he wants to flood the bottom's cumhole, he won't. He'll force himself to pull out. After just one more stroke though. With clenched teeth, he can hold his nut long enough to slide through that ring just one more time and feel himself be engulfed by those hot slick quivering ass walls for just one final sweet second...

One has to wonder if he had planned breeding you from the beginning or if he had actually intended to pull out but then couldn't bring himself to when the moment came.

It can be a bit confusing in a few spots because of the author's "cut method" style of writing, but I do recommend it for multiple reasons. If you do read it, think of it as if you're reading a novel in the form of a newspaper. It is worth mentioning that Allen Ginsberg dubbed the author, William S. Burroughs, a "hero of Gay Liberation" because of the Gay militancy, separatism, and revolutionary spirit that he promoted.

In the book The Wild Boys, previously mentioned in this thread, there were two options for reproduction. One involved some sort of cloning and artificial incubation. The author, William S. Burroughs, didn't do much to explain the science behind it, but it involved harvesting a very small amount of tissue from a well inseminated fuckhole for incubation. The sample would, of course, contain the DNA of both men. The Wild Boys had developed some sort of tribal ritual around the process, but I do not recall the specifics of it at the moment. The second option was some sort of cooperative breeding program that, if my memory is correct, involved an agreement with an all female tribe. Male couples could deliver semen and then pick up the result 9 months later. Burroughs explained that, as a result, an entire generation of "Wild Boys" had grown up without ever having interacted with females.

“Imagine the joy of living in an all-male, all-homosexual City of Smiles, ManHattan,” -Homosexuals Intransigent!, April 1971

Yep. A draft of Live Oak, With Moss is the source. Are you familiar with The Wild Boys: A Book of the Dead by William S. Burroughs?

I dreamed in a dream of a city where all the men were like brothers, O I saw them tenderly love each other—I often saw them, in numbers, walking hand in hand; I dreamed that was the city of robust friends—Nothing was greater there than the quality of manly love—it led the rest, It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, and in all their looks and words. -Walt Whitman

Will power will only carry you so far when base drives are involved. The amount of "tip" tends to become more in repeat sessions and usually lingers longer too. Non sexual frustrations adversely effect will power too. The frustration may just be a matter of having "one of those days." Consider: He wants it raw and the bottom has indicated he can have it that way. Getting off will help him forget all of the bullshit he has had to put of with lately, which he really wants to do. Under the circumstances, that God damn piece of latex is yet another annoyance. Not only will it keep him from getting the most out of the experience, he has to go dig around and find one, try to get the fucking thing open while he has lube on fingers, or be careful not to cut the rubber if uses a knife or scissors. By then his hard-on will have dwindled making it harder to get the fucking thing on. By then he will have started to worry about looking incompetent to the bottom he wants to impress. For fucksake he might get more out of jerking off! But he has enjoyed the bottom the last two times they have been together and doesn't want to send him away disappointed. He's good company and after such a shit day, he could use the human contact. So he'll suit up and plow him. But he's going to do that "just the tip" thing first while dreaming of sliding in bare because it will make him good and hard and more likely to stay that way while fetching and fumbling with the fucking rubber. The bottom's ass looks even more inviting than usual for some reason. Feels more inviting than usual too. Nothing is said but plenty is communicated. The top senses that the bottom somehow intuitively knows his frustration and is empathizing with him. Without words he seems to be saying: "I get it bud. It's alright. You don't have to wear one if you don't want too. I don't take cock in my ass much, raw or wrapped, but I can tell you're a good man and I want to help you out. I know it would make your week to fuck a raw hole. I want to be able to make that happen for you. I want you to feel good and I know that few things in the world feel better than sliding your au-natural cock into a warm wet manhole!" The nonverbal interaction reminds the top of why he loves sex with men. There is something about the mutual understanding that comes from having the same parts and drives that seems to free men from judgement when they are with their own kind that makes him feel connected to some sort universal brotherhood. No time to manscape during a busy week - instead of thinking of him as some kind of lazy slob, another man would think nothing of a little natural growth on a man with a demanding schedule. Not getting a chance to shower before hooking up - we all get a little a sweaty and musky sometimes, no big deal. Yellow stain in a pair of tighty-whiteys - what guy hasn't gotten in a hurry and forgot to shake? Or worse, had to sit through the most boring three hour presentation imaginable with a week’s worth of cum weighing down his balls and a fucking dripping hard-on that won't quit and that you can't do anything about. Can't even give it a good squeeze. Case in point though, the man underneath him, without speaking a word, seem to be telling him it was alright. Using a condom might be the civilized thing to do, but men have animal urges that can difficult to override at times. Every once in a while, they get the better of you. What man, at some point in his life, hasn't lost the ability to resist the natural urge to slide bare into a warm wet cumhole and deposit his sperm deep inside it as evolution intended? Sensing that his new friend understands that and doesn’t think of him as some perverted swine for wanting to do what nature had hardwired his balls to do is oddly affirming. That kind of assurance is something a man can only get from another man and he appreciates it on a deep, personal level. Unfortunately, it also makes him want to give in to the primal need to push past the ring his cock is nestled at the entry of. The bottom has his own battle to contend with. Though he would love to feel that cock inside him bare, he senses the top's reluctance and doesn’t want to coax him in to doing something that might fuck with head later. He has developed an admiration for the man who has the tip of his hard cock right inside his outer ring and senses that a deeper bond could easily develop between them and he does not want to jeopardize the possibilities. However, that same admiration and attraction makes want to take his cock raw even more. He wants more than anything to make his buddy feel good in the best possible way. Give him an outlet for all that pent up repressed masculine desire. Without even making the conscious decision to do so, the bottom rotates his hips just enough that half of the top's cock slides inside him. Caught by surprise, the top's body reacts on instinct and he drives forward, sinking the rest of his sex starved rod into that oh so sweet hot spot between his man's legs. Feeling the top shiver slightly and groan from the intense pleasure he feels cranks up the bottom's desire to feel the top's stiff throbbing prick enter him over and over again. Now he doesn’t just want the raw cock inside him, he want the man's seed, his very essence, too. Another deep groan from the top makes his skin tingle, his balls tighten, and his own cock starts to drip. Brief moment to adjustment and he gives him a full but slow penetrative stroke and holds still. Feeling his new man’s uncovered cock nestled against his prostate gives him a floating feeling in his balls and ass. Looking over his shoulder he sees the struggle written all over his stud’s face. He has enough strength to keep himself from thrusting again, but not enough will power to pull out. “You’re clean right?” he inquires. “Yeah,” the top answers after delivering another full stroke. “Just let get a few strokes in” he says sounding almost like he’s pleading in a subtle way. That hairy little pink hole feels like warm silk wrapped around his cock. Top’s subtle plea melts the bottom’s heart and weakens his resolve to ask him top not to cum in his ass as he was planning to do just in case. He understands that this powerful man is at his mercy. To deny him the few minutes of unrestrained pleasure that he badly wanted, had practically begged for, seemed like an inhuman option. A few strokes later and the top flatly mentions, “I guess I better go get that condom.” However, he continues to slide in and out of the unbelievably hot asshole that’s giving him so much pleasure. The two men’s eyes meet. This time the top’s plea is silent but obvious. “Please tell me I can finish riding you bare just this one time. Come on man. Don’t make beg.” “Keep fucking me” is all he needs to hear!

Love the idea of seeding the hot hole of a bottom whose cock is trapped in a cotton patch cause he's not allowed to take it out.

Well said. I agree. Already having some idea of what gets the other guy going and being able to tap into it heightens things. Ten years ago I might have given a different answer, but fast-food style sex isn't as appealing to me as it once was.

How long are you locked for?

Agreed. The urge to slide into a warm wet hole is tough to resist. Mother Nature wants us to breed and she can be a real unrelenting bitch about getting her way. Therefore, in the case of repeat fuckbuds, the probability of the top's cock entering raw increases over time. He may not even mean for it to happen. Most of us are familiar with the scenario. After 3 or 4 fucks you've gotten to know each other a bit. You get together and get naked. Things heat up. The heat of another male body feels good on the skin and the deep connection shared between two members of the brotherhood of man warms the spirit. Ass and crotch meet. The top's hard cock ends up nestled inside the bottom's warm moist trench. He rubs it around a bit in the spirit of foreplay to help the bottom relax. Precum starts to flow and before you know it, the bottom's manhole kisses the tip, slowly start to open, and swallow his cockhead. A rubber is sitting right there on the nightstand, only an arm reach away. He still intends to use it but he wants to break the connection just yet. Our world is a cold and alienating place for so many men. Such tender moments of affection are rare and he wants to hold onto it as long as possible. He can sense the bottom's deep desire to take him bare - the longing in his eyes, the gentle smile, the slight involuntary further parting of his legs, the arching of his pelvis. The knowledge that another man is willing to surrender his asshole to him so unconditionally is highly rewarding. Letting him put his manhood and sperm - his very essence - in the most private part of his body without protection is the ultimate form of acceptance. The feeling of a hot wet hole slowly surrounding his throbbing cock is one of the sweetest sensations known to man. Millions of years of evolutionary programming compel him to thrust gently forward toward the source of his pleasure. Thoughts of reaching for the condom return to his consciousness as he pulls back and thrusts forward again, burying more of his cock inside that oh so sweet spot. Oh God it feels good without one! Three-fourths of the way inside already, he might as well go ahead and complete the penetration then stop and suit up. Of course once he has buried his rod to the hilt he should hold the position for a minute or two to let the bottom adjust right? Savoring the feeling of being buried balls deep and uncovered in an incredible hot ass would just be a coincidental bonus. A few post adjustments thrusts wouldn't hurt either right? God! He just can't bring himself to pull out and has to wonder if it even matters at this point. As he stares into his bed mate's eyes then glances toward the condom again, all the bottom need do is remind him, "we don't need that." Such perfect words of absolution and joy!