CigarBear68

I almost felt sorry for the guy. Here he was, a new join to our leather club, having recently moved to the area for his first job as an IT guy, and he allowed me to be his mentor. Not that I minded- he was short and beefy, had a bushy beard and a nerdish shyness still at 24. Most importantly, he was eager to be a part of our group, to find a family in this new location. I quickly took him under my wing, introducing him to the entire group, a mostly over 40 crowd still clinging to the old gay ways of yesteryear. No phone apps or hookup sites, just a weekly bar meeting and get togethers. Hell, I'm pushing 50 now, so I guess I'm in prime daddy zone myself. Anyways-the new meat stuck by my side during his first meeting, and I made sure the other 10 guys kept their distance. He seemed to like the way I looked in my leather harness, despite my hairy belly protruding and my middle age hairy tits. He commented on my nipple rings, and gently tugged at them as if he had never seen them before on a man. I put my arm around him, and we sat that way thru the boring meeting, only disengaging when he went up front to tell everyone a little about himself. As the men dispersed after the meeting and began drinking, I got me and the new meat some drinks, and walked us back to a darker corner of the bar. I took my pipe out and lit it, sending a cloud of smoke around the both of us. Meat seemed to like this, as he moved in closer and smiled at me. I nodded to him and grabbed his bearded face and pulled him to my lips. I exhaled more pipe smoke into his face, removed my pipe, and went in for my first kiss. He accepted my tongue, and our beards meshed together, his black to my salt and pepper. I took hold of his black T-shirt and began lifting it over his head. Once removed, my hand caressed his hairy torso, feeling the beginnings of his young bear gut and his flabby pecs. I could see in my mind's eye how he'd look in another 10 years- a nice fat bear with bitch titties, bald like me with the traditional bald man fringe. I pinched his nipples as I caressed him, continuing to engulf him in my pipe smoke. He responded to my advances eagerly, so easily seduced by this daddy bear in a new city. With my hand resting on his belly, and my pipe clenched in my jaw, I began telling him how the leather group was pretty close: our cookouts, weekend trips, movie nights. His eyes lit up, and I knew he was excited to be joining us. He expressed surprise there wasn't an apprenticeship to join the group, but I let him know we weren't like some of the more formal leather groups. He nodded and finished his drink, so I moved him in front of me as I sat on a stool, his back resting against my belly and my arms reaching around and holding him in place. He leaned his head back, and my pipe was right next to his face. He seemed to enjoy being so close to it, breathing in deeply and smiling. I began working both his nipples gently, and I felt them firm up as he pushed back into me. "You like Daddy's pipe, don't ya boy?" The meat responded by shaking his head yes, and I patted his belly and blew more smoke in his face. 

"Let me show you something," I said as I released my grip on him. I walked him to a door across the room, and we entered the dark space. Closing the door, I flipped the  light switch and he saw the dungeon room in all its glory. Sling, fuck bench, chains with restraints hanging from the ceiling. His eyes grew wide and I embraced him, kissing him again and again as I unbuttoned his pants. "Since you're new, we need to get you dressed properly so you fit in with the rest of us. Take off your jeans and underwear, then put your boots back on." My prey offered no resistance, and I moved to the far wall and from a shelf removed an  item for our new member. I motioned and he quickly was at my side. Seeing him naked in only his black boots was almost more than I could take. Such a hot piece of meat, so innocent in his desire to belong, his 6" cock half erect. I handed him a leather jock strap, and helped him get into it. I could see he was turned on, but also a little embarrassed to be letting a man dress him . I pulled him in and kissed his lips again, gently patting his ball sack inside the leather pouch of the jock strap. "You like your new outfit, boy?". He said he did, but expressed concern there wasn't more of it. I assured him this was enough for now, and told him to fold his street clothes and place them on the shelf where I had removed his jock.  He did so quietly, and as he walked back to me, and grabbed his nipples and began twisting and working them. He winced until I stopped, then I pulled him in tightly and kissed him, fondling his exposed hairy ass as I did. I could feel his cock jump inside the pouch.  I pointed to a vest on a hanger across the room, its front showing years of wear yet still a beautiful piece. "That vest has been mine for 30 years. I got it when I first joined this leather club. Doesn't fit so well around my belly now.  It'll be yours by the end of the night if you want it". He seemed touched by this gesture, and was about to speak before I cut him off.  "Get on your knees and thank Daddy for your new clothes," I said, pushing down on his shoulders until he was on his knees in front of me. I unzipped my leather pants, and let my cock flop out. Gripping it in one hand, I squeezed it until a drip of precum leaked out the end. "Lick it off, boy. Suck Daddy's cock". My prey fully cooperated, engulfing my leaky 7" thick cock in his hairy mouth. I let him suck me a few minutes before pulling out and wiping my cock in his beard. I pulled him up, and again assaulted his mouth with my tongue. His cock was rock hard, pushing out into it's leather prison. "As President of this club, boy, I get to decide who's allowed to join. You sure you want to join? You can still leave if you've changed your mind." He didn't answer, he just began rubbing my cock, and put his head down on my chest. I knew he was mine. I guided him over to the fuck bench, and helped him place his hands and knees properly, and then strapped them in place. Once secured, I smacked his ass hard with my hand, intending to leave a welt. He was startled, but did not protest. I pulled a stool over, and sat between his legs with his ass in front of me. I pulled his cheeks wide, revealing the hairy insides of his crack and his pink puckered hole. My cock began dripping at the thought of taking this hole, making it mine to fuck and breed. To control. My tongue plunged deep, tasting his musk as it darted in and out, savoring the first taste of what was going to be MY hole from now on. Lost in my desires, I tongued him continually for 20-30 minutes, until I was unable to wait any longer. I stood, kicking the stool out of my way. I quickly filled my pipe and lit it, breathing deeply and inhaling as much as possible. I walked up to his head and grabbed his hair, lifting his face to look at me. "Take a hit of Daddy's pipe, boy." His look of confusion amused me. "Take a hit, and suck Daddy's smoke into your lungs. I want you to have the taste of it in your mouth as I fuck you. As I make you My pipe boy". 

I held the pipe to his lips, and he pulled in a mouthful of smoke and inhaled, trying his best to not cough but failing miserably. I saw smoke come out his mouth, and his nostrils, and I grabbed his beard. "You did good for the first time, pipe boy. You'll do better next time." He nodded and I released his hair. Moving back between his legs, I began rubbing my cockhead directly on his hole, smearing my leaking juices onto the pink wrinkles of his puckered ass. I began pushing my mushroom head into his ass, then backing out and pushing in again. Each time coating his insides with more of my precum. He moaned with each entry, his hole still not lubed enough to not cause him discomfort. As I backed out the last time, I spit directly on his hole, and pushed in quickly, burying all 7" at once. He let out a yelp, and I leaned forward and put my hands on his shoulders. "It'll get easier, boy, just accept Daddy's cock." I began fucking in and out, and saw blood streaks on the top of my shaft. "You're bleeding a bit, boy, but that's ok. I'll add more lube." Again I spit on my cock, and shoved it back into the meat on the fuck bench in front of me. Soon I could hear the familiar sounds of sloshing and smacking associated with fucking. My precum was making it nice inside the boy's hole, coating his guts with my juices. To his credit, his hole never lost its grip. Each backward movement it grabbed my cock tighter, squeezing out more of my cock juice. My pipe was blazing by now, filling the room with hazy smoke, making even a lifelong smoker like myself dizzy from the nicotine high. I fuck into him harder and harder, his body rocking from my thrusts. "I'm cumming pig! You want my load?! You wanna join our club?!". The pig yelled yes, begging me to fuck and cum in him. I thrust more, eyeing my prey as I watched my cock move in and out. "You're mine, boy, all of you! Join Daddy's club!". My cock spasmed, shooting jet after jet of my toxic cum into his young hairy ass. But I kept fucking, moving in and out, from side to side, trying to hurt him, to tear his ass open with my cock. Until finally I stopped. My assault was over. I dropped to my knees, removed my pipe, and buried my face into his newly bred hole. Tonguing him passionately, I ground my beard into his newly initiated ass. I licked the juices from his hole, covering my beard with the remnants of this rough fuck- his blood, flecks of brown, my own cum. All of it. I wanted to claim this as my property, and I wanted to wear this in my beard for all to see. When I pulled my face away, I could see cum dripping from the edge of the leather jock the boy was wearing. He came from getting fucked, like a good pig. I patted his ass, and began undoing his restraints. I helped him off and over to a chair, where I sat him down and allowed him to lick my cock clean. I walked over to the vest, removed it from the hanger, and told him to stand. Without showing him the back, I helped him into his new vest, and told him how good he looked in it. "Ever better than I did back when it was first given to me", I added. He smiled at me. I then reached into my jeans pocket, and pulled a thick chain collar I had saved for just this moment. "Now that you're mine, boy, we need to let the rest of the group know, cuz I don't share my property with anyone". He stood still as I fastened the chain around his neck. Once it was placed, I kissed him again, fully embracing my new meat. We left the room together, our fellow club members noticing us as we approached. He was a sight to behold. A new young leather pipe boy, wearing his leather jock strap, black boots, and a well-worn leather vest, emblazoned on the back with a 16" bright red biohazard symbol, to show everyone he was a member of a club he didn't know he had just joined.

Excellent stories here!

On 2/4/2018 at 5:56 AM, bottomBBboi said:

I used to drive a truck...and I know about the ABS you are talking about. I have had some hot times there as a cumdump myself! Both in the booths; sucking and being fucked, as well as inviting Men back to my truck to use me in my bunk! That is the only thing I miss about driving...the many hot ABS's out on the road. 

Truck bunks/sleepers are great for fucking. I find most truckers are bottoms, and I've dumped my load in their asses on many occasions. 

Always a treat to hookup with a married fella, especially when they let you breed their ass raw and dump a load in their ass. 

Excellent whoring out story! 

Ahhh..very hot and sounds much like many of my CL hookups- supposed to be safe only but in the end they want my load in their ass. 

Great story. Reminds me of many dirty old men I've met in my days. 

On 3/3/2017 at 12:47 PM, dylan1408 said:

Always hard at the urinals...anybody want to play around.

Beautiful cock. Be hot to rub it all over the urinal and then have a sub suck it clean. 

Watching Game of Thrones has only encouraged me to keep growing my hair, despite my bald head. Lots of bearded men on that show with longer hair despite being bald on top. Lol. I don't think it will cause a drop in my sex life so why the hell not.

4 hours ago, stocky77 said:

Ya, virgin married ass is the best. Attached a pic of a married ass I fucked and bred for the first time. Guy was moaning and asking for more 

Wow that's a great great ass! Send him over to me. 

12 hours ago, 24collegekid420 said:

I would have offered to clean you up sir.

That's very kind of you...lol. It was like a porn shot- contrasted nicely with my darker beard. 

It happens to me in two situations. 1.) Me on my back, and a nice medium thick 7" cock with a bit of an upcurve. Lol. I know it sounds too specific, but it has happened so much with this size and position it can't be coincidence. 2.) An overly large cock fucking me hard. The orgasm with this kinda cock is weird. More like an orgasm but not as intense, without much cum. 

Happy to report mine is tight after decades of use. It may get loosened from time to time, but always snaps back. 

This thread has become a jewelry showcase! Lol. But not one you'd see on QVC. 

Spent wayyyy too much time on here today. Got super horny, and after dinner stopped by bookstore looking for a hole. Normally not into twinks, but one was eyeing me pretty hard when I walked in. He was 5-10" or so, thin, brown hair cut into something I've never seen but I didn't care. Maybe 23 or 24. We chatted a few minutes, and he let me grab his ass and lightly smack it. I cut to the chase and asked if he was up for a fucking from daddy. He was surprised but nodded yes. Into the back we went. I undid his jeans and slid my hand into his crack, and fondled his balls with my other. He had a huge fucking cock- like a damned donkey, but I wasn't into that. I was focused on his ass. As I lubed up his ass, he was rubbing my chest and beard, and I asked him if he liked daddy's hair. He shook his head yes, almost in a shy way, and I found it pretty damned adorable, so I decided to kiss him so he could feel my beard on his face, probably the first time for him. I had him lean over the bench against the wall, and told him to be a good bottom for me. With his ass lubed and just waiting in front of me, I pulled my hard cock out and began sliding in nice and slow. He wriggled a little, but settled in just fine to my slow fucking. I kept talking to him, telling his how great his cunt felt and what a big load I had for him. He was loving it, and to be honest I was too. His ass was so little and smooth, and I was enjoying his submissive nature and soft moans. After a couple minutes I was close, and began thrusting harder, til my final grunts and my nuts emptying in his ass. I reached under him as I was still inside, and began jerking his donkey cock. It was thick and long, and I was actually thinking of the trouble I could get into if I had a giant cock like that...lol. Anyways, I told him to cum for daddy, and a few jerks later he was shooting onto the bench seat. I slid out and tucked my cock away, and helped the little fella get his jeans up. Instead of walking out, I actually asked how he was, and patted his ass a little. He was a really sweet guy actually. He put his head on my chest and gave me a hug. I hugged him back and said I had to get going. 

I may have to rethink my avoidance of twinks. His submissive nature really boned me up. 

After receiving many messages from a negative bottom here on breeding zone, I finally responded, and we began some back and forth pozzing chat.  I told him how much I enjoyed fucking a tight hole raw with the sole purpose of knocking-up the bottom.  He responded saying how much he wanted to be my bottom pig.  After a few months of message exchanges, I told him I was ready for him to follow through, or to quit messaging me.  He replied saying he was a four hour trip from my town, and he would plan a trip to my locale, and would get back to me with the details of the trip.

Well, a month passed before I heard back from him, and was somewhat surprised when he opened saying he had booked a hotel room nearby for an upcoming weekend.  I was skeptical, but just in case I told him to let his beard keep growing and not to let anyone fuck him until after our weekend. 

The Friday of his projected arrival, I had dinner and just watched some TV, not expecting him until fairly late as he wouldn't even commence his trip until after he got off work.  Around 10:30, I got a call from him, letting me know he was at hotel.  He sounded nervous, so I reassured him he'd be fine.  I got in my truck and drove the 30 minutes to his hotel room.  When he opened the door, I was surprised at how sexy he was - at (approximately) 5' 9", beefy with a belly, and a beautiful bushy brown beard growing up onto his chubby cheeks.  He invited me in, and I could see how nervous and scared he was, so I gave him a big hug to break the tension.  He relaxed, and I pulled his mouth to mine and gave him a deep kiss which lasted nearly a minute. 

"Damn you're a sexy cub," I told him, and asked where my bourbon was.  He quickly grabbed the bottle he brought, and poured us a few drinks.  As he did, I removed my shirt and hat, and made myself comfortable on the bed.  He joined me, and as we drank he rubbed my belly and tits, and my cock began leaking precum inside my jeans.  Once the alcohol was kicking in, I told him to get naked for me, and he quickly did, showing me a sexy cub covered in fur from head to toe.  As he stood beside the bed, his 5" cock was arching upwards, oozing clear fluid out the tip. 

"Get my boots off, boy." I ordered, and lit my pipe.  When he was finished, I had him put his head back on my chest and start sucking my nipples.  So I'm just leaning back enjoying my pipe as he's working my nipples, and I ask him if he's ready to suck my dirty cock.  He nods, and I tell him to remove my jeans and get between my legs.  I start stroking my cock, working more precum out, as the cub watches me eagerly.

"You sure you want it, boy?  You want my cock in your mouth?"  I grabbed the back of his head and guided him down on my cock.  Seeing his hairy mouth open wide for me just makes me harder. "Suck it slow, boy- remember this first load is for your ass.  I've been saving it all week just for your hole."

The cub slowed his pace, and, looking down between his legs, I could see his cockhead was a bright red, and it glistened with his own juices.  Pulling him off my cock, I positioned him on all fours, along side me, his hole convenient to my position.  Gently fondling his balls, I segued to stroking his hole as I finished my pipe.  He whimpered in pleasure as, initially, I rested the warm bowl of my pipe against his tight ballsack, only to slide it onto his crack and rest it on his opening.  I can see his hole clench. 

Smacking his ass, I told him "What a good little fucktoy you're being.  Put your head on the bed, pig, and keep your ass absolutely still for me."

Now milking my cock, I scooped-up some of my precum, rubbing it on his puckered hole. "You like having daddy's tainted cum on your pussy, don't you, boy?"

"Yes, sir," he unhesitatingly grunted.

Noticing a string of clear cum leaking from his cock, I caught it with my fingers and added to the precum I had earlier applied to his hole.  A finger inserted into his hole met resistance, but I keep going, urging "Open up boy.  You got some of my precum in you now."

He moaned in approval.

Repeated I finger-fucked his hole, increasingly roughly, enjoying his moans as my assault intensified, and even more enjoying the tint of red that was showing-up on my fingers.  It was time to progress to the next level. 

Getting to my feet, I had the bottom position his ass at the edge of the bed, which was the perfect position for me to slide my cock up and down his crack, spreading more of my toxic load onto his hole. He held perfectly still, even if breathing hard.  Finally I began to work my head a little deeper, urging "Take my poz cock, baby.  Open up for Daddy."

While I couldn't understand the words he grunted, I could understand his level of excitement:  he was actually cumming on the bed, and I wasn't even inside his hole.  Naturally I quickly shoved my rock hard seven inches in his ass.  He flinched in pain, even perhaps intending to extract himself from my control, but instead I held him still, as I hammer-fucked his ass. 

"Stop, man, stop," he demanded, but I wasn't about to comply.

Without pausing in my thrusts, and as my balls tightened, I snapped "You're taking this load, pig, shut the fuck up!"

His moans continued, which added to my perverse pleasure in seeing the streaks of red which alternated with the precum with which my cock was coated.  So I fucked him still harder, ever harder until finally my balls erupted, shooting my six-day load deep inside his ass, my cock twitching inside my new pig.

Panting hard, I announced "That's it baby.  Take your first dirty load.  Let it soak in.  Let it make you a whore."

His head hung low, his body frozen as I finished stroking my final drops of toxic cum into his coated boy cunt.  Afterwards my cock plopped out and his hairy hole slowly closed, but not before I saw a little bit of my load leak out - so I scooped it up and pushed it back in.  Waste not want no, you know.

Lighting my pipe anew, I lay on the bed, ordering the pig to join me, gesturing for him to lay his head on my chest.  Some tears ran down his face, and he hugged me for support.

"Hush, there, Pig, it will be okay," I cooed, and when he calmed down I guided his mouth to my cock.  He knew what to do, and without a word licked my tool and crotch clean.

"Look me in the eyes," I ordered, and with my cock still lodged in his mouth, but his eyes were fixated on mine, I took a draw on my pipe, and admonished "Remember the taste of that cock.  It's the one that knocked you up." 

We fell asleep, and twice in the remaining hours of the night I bred him again.  In the morning I left for the day, but came back Saturday night and managed to fuck four more loads into him before he left Sunday afternoon. 

I continued chatting with him online, until finally eight weeks later he messaged me to let me know it took.  He was officially knocked up.  He let me know it made him hard to think about it, but he was scared and wanted to come visit again.  I replied "No.  My job is done, pig.  You gave me your cunt to fuck and to knock up, and I did that.  You're a whore now.  Go fuck strangers.  Go fuck bookstore trolls and old men.  Go share your little bear pussy with anyone who wants it.  You're a cumdump now.  I prefer negative boys."

He deleted his account the next day. 

NEXT!

Putting on a wedding ring before cruising works also... I've bred many a bookstore, Craigslist, and trucker ass raw thanks to that. Feeling that ass open up, sometimes for the first time, as I slide in raw is just as hot now as it was when I first started breeding.

Dirty talk in non sexual settings is also effective. I don't mean at easter dinner, but rather at a gay party or cookout, etc. You can tell whose ears perk up and who joins the conversation. Even the shy ones manage to hunt me down later and flirt, cuz they liked the dirty talk they heard me using earlier. 

Get one, but be aware it can migrate over time, gradually splitting the glans. I've had mine for 22 years or so, and it's doing great. I do remove it occasionally, sometimes for weeks or even months at a time, to prevent migration. My hole never closes as once I got up to zero gauge, it seems to big and healed to seal itself. 

4 hours ago, RandyCubby said:

I do it adult bookstores all the fuckin time. Yes, it advertises availability... loud and clear! I get off seeing customers point me out... talk about me. I've even made sure girls behind the counter saw me. They probably think I'm tweaking out of my fucking mind. LOL. (Sometimes I am.) I've done it in gay bars out of town (never my home town). 'Cum on my face,' I beg guys. 'Cum on my tits!' Then I take breaks, elbow my way thru crowd, stand in line, order a beer... big gob(s) of cocksnot in my beard. And of course, that means I HAVE to walk 10 blocks back to hotel, thru hotel lobby at 5 or 6 AM... looking like that.

On one such occasion, desk clerks (a guy and a girl) called me over. I assumed I was in trouble! No, they'd been getting questions about what time the gay parade was, and did I know?  LOL. I was Shirtless Cowboy that night, and I'd been taking ALL comers in the john in Rawhide. All 3 of us turned red and stuttered, trying to have a polite conversation about parade times... with this guy and girl staring at the wads caked in my beard and crusted my tits. (I couldn't wait to get to my room... and my buttplug.)

 

 

You need to grow that beard out, cubby. Embrace your pig and show your white trash face to everyone. 

11 hours ago, punaman said:

does anyone know why uncut tops get HIV more than cut tops?  I'm uncut mostly bottom and neg so far. Husband is HIV+ UD and I fuck him occasionally. Have taken many poz loads before meeting him and am still neg. 

 

It's a complicated answer, but has to do with bacteria which exist in high amounts under the foreskin. Being uncut increases your risk of hiv by an estimated 50% compared to circumcised men.

Lol..yeah I love it! I actually save it for when I'm in an unknown situation, like backroom at ABS. It helps any inhibitions melt away and brings out my inner whore. I'll use my opened bottles with fuck buddies or for masturbating. Kinda like having everyday wine and special occasion wine. 

On 11/27/2017 at 11:14 AM, cumdumpSD said:

Fuuuck i want someone to test me and make me suck, rim their assess, and definitely 100% take the homeless mens toxic cum after they use my Faggot hole I've let homeless men fuck me before... i cant wait till I've been fucked by enough that they will all do me in a gangbang where I can take all of their nasty loads in one time frame then go-to the video s store and let the ugly men use me there . Good that's when I'll feel like the faggot trash I am and one to show everyone too. I love when a methed out homeless tweeker is at the video store in the theater, I sit right on his dick and ride his skinny gaunt faced body and look at all the men look at me with disgust, yet they always follow me to the booths after. I hope to end up losing count after 20 loads from strangers, then I'll go home or a cheap dirty motel and put up ads everywhere with the address and a message saying no loads refused ever, just walk in and make me your personal public cumdump and use me like I'm nothing but a hole. I think I may have to do this scene.. I need to find a way to get more ugly homeless men to let me take their loads and be their little faggot. 

 

Here's a picture of a grungy homeless man who I felt so trashy sucking his dirty dick that I came in my pants without even touching myself

I found this particularly hot. Beef him up a little bit and it could be me..lol

4 hours ago, RandyCubby said:

My own personal fetish. ; ) I do it - deliberately - at the adult bookstore all the time... and make sure people see it.

You know I never thought of doing it on purpose, but as I sit here I can think of a few scenarios where it could be fun, like sitting on a bench at a truck stop or rest area. Sure would serve to advertise availability. Hmmm.