CigarBear68

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.

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

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.

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

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.

Wow that'd be interesting indeed. And it sounds like you are very happy with your decision.

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

And some guys lick all of that, esp if covered in cum.

I once went to grocery and liquor store on way home from bookstore. Both places I had some weird stares from folks, but as I was leaving the liquor store the middle aged cashier was visibly pissed and told me to "try looking in a damned mirror soon". I got to my truck in parking lot, and in the mirror I could see two distinct HUGE ropes of cum in my beard. One short rope on the side and one about 3" long right under my chin. Half dried but still visibly ropes of cum. I was embarrassed then, but by the time I got home I couldn't jerk off fast enough. I know my beard kept me from feeling the cum against my skin, but am wondering if anyone has had a similar experience?

At a small party one night, I was down in playroom, gagged and restrained, and my buddy was fucking me in the sling. He's got a nice 6" cock and enjoys my hairy ass. After he finished up he left me secured in the sling, alone in the room. A few minutes later this old man, who early I had told my FB I didn't like, comes into the room. He was tall and skinny, gray hair which he had greased back like he was from the 1960's, and an amish looking beard with no stache. Weird as fuck looking and had an obnoxious personality. He walks right between my legs and starts fingering my wet hole, telling me what a whore I am. I was pissed as fuck at my friend, who obviously sent the guy in to torment me. So the old guy tells me my buddy told him what I said, then puts two fingers up my ass and starts twisting em around. He starts rubbing my belly and nipples, telling me whores should learn their place and keep their mouths shut. Then I feel his cockhead right at my hole, pushing in quickly. He was fucking thick as hell, and I bucked as much as I could but he just sank balls deep. It felt like a soda can just entered my ass. I grunted hard into my gag, and that ugly fucker just laughed and began fucking me hard, telling me I was nothing but a fuck hole. His assault continued for 10 minutes, and I never got used to his cock as he was fucking so hard, but to my surprise I came inside my jock strap towards the end. He came with a huge grunt, spit on my face, slid his cock out and left. My ass was leaking bloody cum when my buddy came to help me out of the sling a while later. So yeah- ugly guys can be fun.

I fucked a guy in a porta potty once. At a campground. He was younger than me, maybe 25, and hair all over. Drunk and walking around, I started chatting with him, and we finally ended up in the toilet and me popping his cherry in that smelly place. It was pretty hot scene.

Sounds like he should be coming back for more!

Those horny bears will fuck you every time.

Ain't that the truth. You don't have to look hard to find a cunt that wants a raw fuck and a big load.

#1 fetish for me is facial hair. Not the metrosexual BS of scruff or overly trimmed, but bushy long beards and moustaches. Nothing makes me wanna fuck an ass more than a big stache and/or beard.

Always inside. If he asks me to pull out I cum inside anyways, on accident of course

Like most commenters here, I prefer the cum in my ass. If that's not an option then in my mouth and beard. I love rubbing it into my beard so I can smell it for hours later.

It's a shame they couldn't take the other one while they were in there.