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It happened to me once. I was playing with two tops, one was working my hole with his fingers, the other watching. Suddenly I felt a stream of liquid hit my face, I turned and instinctively opened my mouth. I swallowed some, then he sprayed my face before drenching my body, giving a good spray on my cock and balls. Guys have pissed in my hole quite a few times, and they never tell me, they just do it. Either I feel the heat and swelling, or they will announce it and order me to hold still. The only time I knew to expect it was when I got a guy to try it for the first time.

If your friend is into it, ass play and rimming will really open your hole. A tongue, fingers and toys will get you craving his cock, physically and mentally.

Stretch your hole with dildos and or butt plugs over time, and definitely the day you will be fucked. During the session lots of lube, poppers really help. Sometimes when taking a really large cock, or if I just feel tight for some reason, I will ask if we can start with me sitting on his cock. It gives me control over the penetration, and allows me to open up. It sounds like your friend would want to make sure you’re comfortable. Take it slow.

In the first instance, the owner of the new place may not be working with the police. I suspect their complaints were anonymous, especially if they were planning to open a similar establishment. That said it is shitty behavior. And I really don’t think there’s a reason to report cruising areas unless there is activity that could be dangerous. For example, people being robbed.

Overall, I took over 20, maybe as many as 25, cocks that night and the next day. Not sure since I think some may have fucked me twice. A couple of times I was getting passed around.

A few years ago at major dance party. Got fucked in the back room area, on the dance floor and just off it. It was an amazing experience, my ass was pulling in penises all night. Only one load, though. Left, chilled and slept a bit, woke up still horny. A guy hit me up online, we ended up at his dealer’s apartment for a very kinky session.

Anyone having problems with Lifeout? It won’t let me create an account.

I’ve had guys fuck me with their cock, fingers, hand, and foot. Dildos, plugs, anal beads, and piss. Hair brush and broom handles. During one session, the top penetrated my hole with toys, plus a tv remote, a toothbrush, and the handle of a dustpan. He would tap and bang on the dustpan so I would feel the vibrations.

@Redrt66 and @Dubconforlife are amazing writers and I would love to inspire their creative juices while I enjoy their physical juices, too. @Dirtyfuckboy would fuck with my mind as well as my holes. @Versmetropig gets me going just from reading his varied and intense experiences, and I would do whatever he wanted so he’d have another tale to tell. I love sharing past encounters and current fantasies with whoever I am playing with.

How did it go? Did the whore get what he needed?

So damn hot! It’s one of my fantasies, I’ve been gang banged but never by that many guys. Was this in the UK? I know there’s a similar lottery at Pig Week in FTL.

Usually I do thank the top for the load, but not always. When I’m in a group situation and a couple of guys are talking about me while I’m getting fucked, I do not. I do not want to interrupt, and I like being treated as a hole to be used. It really gets me off when they give me a slap on the ass after they pull out.

A couple of my fuckbuds like to take pics and vids as part of the play. One took pics of one of our most intense sessions without me knowing. At least, I didn’t know until he sent them to me. Now I have a collection that is great jerk off material.

Can you post the web address? Link isn’t working for me. Thanks.

Will the condo tower be built? The financing is on hold for sure. Who will replace current commercial tenants? Landlords who won’t make a deal may end up with empty space and no rent mm

Do you use Metamucil all the time or just before a fuck?

One of my all time faves. The guy getting bred is so hot, slutty and into the scene. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1561867303

[think before following links] https://www.pornmd.com/ is a good search engine.

Question to mods: is it OK to post links to sites other than XTube in this topic?

This series is just so damn hot. So many details that bring me into that barbershop and the chemmed up condition. Those hot New York summer days, feeling horny and restless, and willing to take a risk to satisfy a twitching hole. The barber chair reminded me of a fun session with a hair stylist years ago. He had one of those old-style chairs in his apartment. Sat me in it and worked my ass for hours with toys, cock, fingers and booty bumps.

Part 3 - Broken The room felt warmer, I was definitely sweating a bit, Paul was boring his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my asshole, a steady rhythm accompanied by the soft sound of his penetrations. He moved his lips from mine, licking his way to an armpit, then bathing my pit with his tongue, pushing against it, rubbing his scruff on that tender, sensitive skin. I was squirming beneath him, gasping, small sounds escaping, as he moved to the other side and did the same. My pits are supersensitive in the same way nips are on lots of other guys, and the way he was working them over was almost too much. Grabbing my upper arms, he pinned them down, settling his body on mine, using his heavier weight to keep me from wriggling so much. “Something wrong, faggot? Can’t control yourself?” He started slamming his cock into me, hard and deliberate. “No - nothing - just, shit, it’s crazy - I mean, this…” My voice trailed off, in my fucked up state I couldn’t put a sentence together. My whimpers resumed. He paused for a second, grabbed poppers, shoved them under a nostril. Obediently, I inhaled once, then again. My head started to spin, now my boipussy somehow was more open, even warmer. “You want my load in your cunt?” I just looked at him, the poppers had now made even speaking a challenge. Unexpectedly, he slapped me, more than lightly. Startled, I didn’t answer at first, then looked at him and nodded. Another slap, “What? Answer me.” “Yes, please, breed my ass, fucking mark my party hole.” “You’re such a fucking pigboy.” “Please.” He started to piston in and out off my hole, drilling in rough and deep, breathing harder. His face contorted, then came a torrent of abuse and cum. "Fuck! Yeah, you’re getting it! What all you whores want. Take my cum. Take it. This cunt is mine. You fucking slut!” Paul was pressing deep, forcing the sperm in, ramming his dick, I could feel the heat and wetness of his load start to seep around my ass lips. He bent down again and kissed, forcefully. The pace slowed, he was reveling in the sensations of my open hole, his cum, the warmth, the conquest. We made out, then he rose up off me, pulled all the way out except for the head, used his finger to trace the outline of my asshole, stretched wide with his cock. Took some of his seed on his fingers, fed it to me, roughly moving his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked them clean. I had lost any sense of control. Of my body, emotions, any ability to do anything except obey and be used. I was broken.

Sorry for the typos, I posted using voice recognition rather than typing since I was using my phone. I gotta say, parading around a locker room semi-spun, with obvious tina dick and cruising for sex, was a new experience for me. Glad my ass got the fuck and load it needed, and I was able to meet the needs of a hot Alpha.

Thanks for all the encouragement,I’m going to add more to the story over the next week. Earlier today I was with two guys, Asian top with a great cock, and a twenty something black guy, really nice, with a lean body and a beautiful uncut cock. He wasn’t into getting fucked today which was fine with me.After some time chatting and getting cloudy , we traded blowjobs, then thh hvE black kid started to work my hole with a series of ever bigger dildos. Ie. Asian guy then had me sit on his cock and ride him. After a few hours I left still horny, not wanting to waste the whole day either. So I went to the gym. When I was getting undressed, I realized I still had on my black leather jock. Despite Viagra earlier, my cock was really shrunken and tiny. Just got the attention and a couple of the guys that I suspect or know are gay. I still was determined to get in a workout but I made it fast. I walked around naked in the locker room ostentatiously car pulling in the drive go to my locker again make sure people know it was there. I went into the sauna, and found one very hot guy. We did a little back-and-forth, he moved his hand to my hole. I quickly stood up in a darker corner, turning my ass to him. In no time he was pounding away, and soon gave me me nice load of cum

Part 2 - Clouds Paul handed me the pipe, found the torch, lit it, just the hissing sound itself turns me on. He put the flame to the bowl as I rolled it slightly, watching the white vapor develop and then began a slow inhale. I held it for a few seconds, enjoying the full, hot feeling in my lungs, before shotgunning it into his mouth. We traded the smoke back and forth a couple of times before letting it dissipate around us as we began to kiss, wrapping tongues and lips. Another hit for me, then he did one, we traded hits and saliva for a while, engaged in that passionate, intense making out of tina shotguns. My last hit, he didn’t want any, so I bent down and engulfed his hard cock in my mouth, letting the smoke swirl around it as I gently blew it out, then sucked him. Paul groaned. I could taste his precum, he was leaking quite a bit. I did one more pull, then administered another smoke and suck. “How about some g? I haven’t had any yet.” “Sure, that’d be great.” He got up and grabbed a bottle off an upper wall shelf and started to prepare the drug. As he did that, I leaned back onto the pillows and took in the room. It was older, a bit worn, but clean and he was keeping it neat. Clothes were folded or on hangers, towels stacked, luggage standing in a closet. Some bottles of soft drinks in one spot on a side table next to the mini fridge, everything was organized. A good sign, he was not a tweaking mess and we would not have the too frequent party situation when you can’t find a damn thing for all the clutter. As I watched him, I could feel my head and body buzzing from the t. My body was warm, slightly sweating. His stuff was good, that was sure. Paul handed me a glass full of Gatorade and drank his down, I did the same except just half. That’s how I like to take it, not all at once, to see how it affects me before I take the rest. Paul was at the tv and his laptop, browsing through some porn. “What do you like?” “Groups, interracial, gang bangs, whatever you want, I’m not that particular. Any pnp is hot, but I know there aren’t a lot where it’s explicit. I do like it when you can tell that the guys are high.” He settled on a longer one, a gang bang, then moved next to me on the bed. “I could taste your precum, wow you have a lot.” I reached over and rubbed the tip of his dick, massaging the liquid around his frenulum. “I don’t get much at all. Although I did find a way to make it happen, wanna see? It’s kinda strange.” “Sure, actually I like the way you're so open about what you want . Show me!” Reaching to the floor, I rummaged in my bag and took out a small, empty fleet enema bottle. As I reached for the pipe and torch, Paul said “Oh, I know this. Clouds up the ass.” “Nope, I’ve done that, this is something different.” I inhaled, held it in while I set down the pipe, squeezed the air out of the bottle, then exhaled into it. The plastic expanded, the white cloud trapped inside once I placed my finger over the tip. The rest of the hit I blew toward my cock. Carefully, I inserted the tip into my piss slit, then slowly squeezed, short bursts, the smoke entering my cock, hot, stimulating, some slight pain but very enjoyable. “Holy shit, I’ve never seen that before! What’s it feel like? Do you get high off it?” “I don’t think it gets me high, but it’s intense, a bit of pain but feels good at the same time.” I replied. "The perviness of it is a mind fuck, too. Plus it makes me precum.” Demonstrating, I removed the enema tip and rubbed my cock head, releasing a stream of precum. He reached over, rubbing it. “Man, that’s real crystal dick!” We both laughed as he continued to touch me. My penis was limp, tiny, and my balls matched them, a small sac pulled up against my body. “You ever do three ways or groups?” was his next question. “Oh yeah, those are great, I’ve been gang banged a few times, too. Those were a lot of fun. I love an audience.” “I do, too. I’d love to watch you get fucked.” “I might be able to get someone here if you’re up for it. Want me to try?” “Sure, can you show me who you have in mind?” I opened my phone and signed in to a couple of sites, hunting for a regular that I had been messaging the last couple of days. I knew he had just got in to town, but he hadn’t been sure of his schedule. Sure enough, I found him online and showed his profile to Paul. “Nice! Does he party?” “Yes, he’s a top, gets kinky, too, really likes to be a dom with me.” My bud, Joe, was early 60’s, good body and a cock that was close to 8 inches. “What do you think? Invite him?” “Yes, ask him.” I tapped out a message, explaining what was up and included the address. In less than a minute my phone pinged with his response, “So my little faggot needs more cock? I’ll be there in about 45 minutes, maybe an hour.” When I told that to Paul, he laughed again and started to rub my taint, then fingered my hole. “I want to fuck this pussy first, you’re using my supplies so I get to open you up.” Rising to his knees, he yanked my head to his now soft dick. Taking all of him, I sucked and tongued him to a quick erection. He pushed me onto my back again, lifted my hips up and positioned pillows, pulled off my jock, then arranged my legs apart and back. My ass was elevated, my boihole was exposed. He dropped down and started to rim me. “Oh, man, that’s fucking awesome,” I started to moan, even writhe a bit, as his tongue first explored the area around my hole, then, after what seemed many minutes of pleasure, he started to tongue fuck me. Stroking my tina dick, which was hyper sensitive with all the clouds I’d inhaled and inserted into it directly, I continued to moan, telling him how fantastic his oral skills felt. Stopping, he rose up and positioned his cock at the entrance to my hole, then plunged in, going all the way in one single stroke. “Man, fuck, your cock feels so good inside me!” I was starting to babble a little, drugs and physical sensations crashing over me. “Your hole is so fucking warm, I can’t believe how open it is.” Paul started to fuck me, slowly, then quick and hard, varying the tempo while staring my face, gauging my reaction. After a good 15 minutes of pounding, he paused, still hard inside me, then held the glass containing the rest of the g to my lips. “Drink it” he ordered. Putting the glass down, he picked up the pipe and got the torch going. As soon as vapor formed, he put it to my mouth, still keeping the flame going. “Take it.” I complied, filling my lungs. He handed me the enema bottle, and I understood what he wanted next. Cloud into bottle, then into my cock. As I did that, he kept still, watching, his hard dick pulsing within. Once I had finished, he resumed fucking, staring hard into my eyes. I whimpered a bit, it was all a little overwhelming, the amount of pleasure a sensory overload. “You like how a real man’s cock feels, pussyboi? You like it in your boicunt?” “Yes, oh fuck, man, don’t stop.” “You really are a little meth whore, aren’t you.” “Yes, fuck, I know.” Bending down, he spit on my face. I let out a sound, a whimper, yelp and moan all in one, at the abuse, and the recognition. Paul thrusted harder and faster. “Say it. Say what you are.” “Faggot. I’m a fag and a pussyboi.” “What else?” “A meth whore.” Once again, spit hit my face, then a light slap. The fucking continued, hard, my hole totally open and wet. Totally needing his dick inside me. Again, he bent toward me, but this time he kissed me, and we started to make out. This was turning into one hell of a drug-fueled hate fuck and I was falling into a state of total submission.

I was in a very crowded backroom at a bar. A deaf guy pulled my pants down, shoved in hard so that I jumped away, it really hurt! He grabbed my hips, went at my ass again, this time he entered and thrusted for maybe thirty seconds before he unloaded. I knew he was deaf because I had seen his interactions with other people. It was a lot of cum, and kept me lubed for a couple more penetrations. Another time, a fuck with a different deaf guy was equally rough, although not as quick.