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Hot story! Every neighborhood deserves a slut.

I work from home so it gives me some free time to be a good community cumdump. For a few years I've been chatting online with another local cumdump, a tall lithe white twink that enjoyed anon scenes. He recommended this local top on Grindr that he used to breed him regularly. Dl daddy type with a generous cock. My friend bemoaned that his work schedule will involve more travel and he wouldn't be able to serve the area as much in the future. Well, I thought, I certainly can't let our community down. I reached out to the top on Grindr and we began messaging back and forth. He didn't seem super interested at first. I'm a brown boy, the complete opposite of the white twink he was regularly seeding. I did my best to entice him with pics of my juicy hole and smooth body. I made sure to let him know that I can host during the day and he was welcome to stop by anytime. Finally a couple weeks ago, he reached out and asked if I was taking dick that day. I said of course and sent him my address. He asked that I be face down ass up for him, and I eagerly agreed, like the slut I am. There's nothing quite like having my ass up and hearing the door close, footsteps approaching from behind, hands grazing my cheeks. He inserted a finger easily in my wet hole. "Slut. You got fucked earlier," he said. "Suck my dick." I got on my knees and went to town on his hot cock. 8 inches, white Italian meat. I made sure to deep throat him and suck hard, pulling along the length of his shaft with my tongue licking his head. He groaned in pleasure, signaling to me which techniques he enjoyed. Discovering their pleasure has always been my favorite part of meeting new men. And I was determined to make this man a regular top. He spun me around and spit on my used hole. I felt his dick slip right in and start slowly thrusting. After months of chatting and send pics, it felt so good to finally feel him and his cock inside me. We both hit poppers and he churned my hole deep with circular motions, his dick wet with another top's cum and his own precum. "Be a good boy and suck my dick again," he said. I turned around and tasted all the accumulated juices, what a treat. He enjoyed when I looked up at him pleadingly with a mouth of his dick. His hands pulling my head deep into his hairy crotch. We fucked for a few minutes more, it wasn't long before he added his DNA into my bottom. The feeling of getting bred by a hot man, along with the sense of accomplishment of finally serving him, made me a happy boy. It's only been a couple weeks since, and we've already met three times! I look forward to serving him until he tires of my hole and moves on. That's the life of a community cumdump.

Hot story! Stealthing is the best 😈

I've been hooking up recently with a hot dl guy during my lunch break. Late thirties, nine inch cock, muscular Italian stud. He's working at the dump near my house, and coming over when he finishes at 3pm. I work from home so it's convenient. There's something so hot about a straight dl guy that just want to be serviced. He comes over in his dirty boots and gear, and I immediately drop to my knees and take his dick out to worship. He smells musky and manly, his dick already rock hard. I grab his muscled thighs as I try to deep throat him. I really want to show him how fags suck better dick than women. No kissing. Minimal touching from his end. Meanwhile I kiss his body, lifting up his neon work shirt to reveal his dark haired abs and pecs. He never touches my dick, or even rims my hole. I've learned to prelube myself since he just wants to slide it in. Taking every inch of his cock feels impossible at first, but the second I hit some poppers, he slides in like he's always belonged. Juicy raw cock in my hole, I'm in heaven. I ride him sometimes on the couch or on the bed. Sometimes doggy or standing. Never missionary because he's too straight for that. He ends up usually breeding me within a few minutes. While I love to get pounded, knowing that he has to be home for his wife, I do my best to serve him with speed and efficiency. He pulls up his pants and maybe chats a little with me. But then he's out the door before his wife suspects.

I'm an evil twink. My latest conquest was a muscled Italian stud with a gold wedding band. Nothing gets me hornier than being a straight married man's side piece. Knowing he has a wife and kids at home sends me over the edge. He has been coming over to my place every week for the past couple months straight from his office. And I wait for him ass up, ready to take a pounding. The problem was that he doesn't trust me enough to fuck raw. I dreamt of his huge thick Italian cock sliding in my pink raw hole. It's all I'd been craving. After he'd leave, every time I'd rummage like a raccoon through the waste basket for his used condom. I have eaten it, tried pouring it into my hole, and even inserted the dirty rubber in my hungry hole. Not the same. Anyone remember Mark Bentson's famous top ten stealthing tips? I loved reading his site iblastinside back in the day. There were two tips for bottoms that I felt tempted to try. "If you control the condom, you control the whole trick. Condom brand selection can be the most difficult but luckily there’s always someone giving some away for free, either at sex clubs or doctor’s offices. Grab a handful. I find the colorful generic Durex brand brings me the most luck. Generally, you can’t find the bulk ones, but I did at Drugstore.com where there’s some variety packs there. My favorite seem to be Durex Rainbow Color. OPTION 1 The season (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is getting perfect to begin preparation. Put your condoms in your car for a few days, especially if you can sit them on your dashboard. Then bring them inside and put them into your freezer straight from the extreme heat. Then take them back outside to the car. Doing this a few times — extreme heat, extreme cold — really breaks them down but only once or twice helps. OPTION 2 Pinpricks through the wrapper and the condom if you don’t have the time or patience to switch off with the extreme temperature technique is also fine. I recommend getting a very small pin and only poking though the side with the printing on the condom wrapper. If you are careful, this leaves the see-through side intact; tampering there is more likely to be seen." I performed both options on the only pack of condoms I had. Now for the next step. "Yes, bottoms can stealth, as many of them told me. But in many cases, they aren’t in the driver’s seat, so to speak, since they cede control to the top. However, here’s a few things a bottom can do if there’s options to do so. First and foremost, get rid of all condom-safe lubricants but not the bottles they came in (maybe not all… when you do have the barebacker over, you might prefer one). Fill up these “safe for condom use” bottles with oil or petroleum lubricants. Now let’s say you’re going to his place to use his condoms and his lube. After you’re all cleaned out, take a nice glob of petroleum jelly and coat your insides. By the time you’re there, your pussy will be dripping for him (and won’t be a very friendly environment for condoms)." The next time my Italian stud was due to come over, I fingered my hole with a giant glob of Vaseline. My little twink cock stiffed up at the thought of getting his bare dick. I couldn't help but moan while I lubed myself. Naughty boy. My man finally arrived, straight from his work, dressed in his suit and tie. "Come here you sexy fucker." He growled while hastily undressing. I kissed him deeply, cupping his strong jaw and holding him close, as his large hands groped my body, finding my pert ass. "Daddy I missed you." I said between kisses. "I miss your hot mouth, son." He smirked as he pushed my head down to his crotch. "Daddy loves your holes." I moaned as I worked his cock, swallowing his thick girthy cock deep and sucking like a pro. "Good boy," he said as I looked up at him with my mouth wrapped around his dick. He tapped my cheek and signaled me to the bed, while grabbing one of my prepared condoms from the nightstand. I got on all fours with my jockstrapped ass in the air, anxiously looking back to see how he was making out with the tampered condom. He seemed to have put it on without issue and lubed it up. Game time. He slipped his cock in with some effort, but finally he got to pounding my ass doggy. I took a hit of poppers and melted into the bed, my hole eagerly accepting each thrust. My ass clapped as his hips slammed against me, his sweat mixing with the lube. Heaven. I prayed that he wouldn't notice when the condom broke. Not wanting to risk getting caught, I thought maybe cowboy would be a better position. I signaled for him to lay down and I managed to see that his dick was still wrapped up before I sat on him. I wonder why it hasn't broken yet. "Take daddy's dick." He instructed. I began to bounce on his lap, thrusting his cock deep in and out. I kept a good rhythm, making sure to clench my ass on each ascent, in an effort to rip the condom off with my ass. We reached a frenzy when I finally felt a snap inside me as I rode him. I watched his face to see if he could tell what happened. As far as I could tell, he didn't notice, but his eyes rolled back into his head and moaned deeply. He was cumming inside me. He held me down on his cock as he unloaded, grunting as each rope of cum coated my guts. I was in cumdump heaven, finally bred and seeded by this hunk of a man. I got what I deserved. After a moment of rest, I got up, making sure to clench my hole to keep everything inside. "Oh shit I think the condom came off." He said, as his cock slipped out of me bare. "Damn really?" I feigned surprise. Still holding his cum and rubber inside me, I promised him that I was healthy and he had nothing to worry about. I kept up the act until he left. Afterwards, I inserted a butt plug to hold his seed inside me, I needed his babies to soak in me as long as possible. Did I feel a little guilty? Yes. But was it worth it? Hell yes! Please don't judge me.

So hot! Can't wait for part two

I have a kink for MAGA guys. Into some raceplay too.

I started barebacking when I had a few guys try to stealth me and go from using a condom to barebacking. One of the guys introduced poppers to me. He ordered me to sniff them while fucking me on my stomach, and my submissive nature took over. The repeat popper hits sent me soaring as he pounded me, and he managed to slip the condom off without me noticing. I realized it eventually, and I felt so turned on to be used and dominated by him. And his cock felt so much better, wet and sloppy. I kept needing to repeat this stealthing experience with guys, but I quickly shifted to barebacking openly and collecting loads.

For those that keep track, I'm curious to know what categories you tally. Number of loads? Number of unique tops? Let's discuss. Also, any app recommendations?

So hot. Had this happen to me too, condoms are no match for poppers and weed.

I used to use condoms regularly until I started encountering tops that would stealth me. Incidents where the condom would break or slip off accidentally were starting to become all too frequent. Getting forcibly bred turned me on, and I began to secretly wish the condoms would break all the time. I started prelubing my hole with Vaseline and even poking holes in my own condoms. The risk was a rush. I started prep shortly after and never looked back.

You got it! The new message was from another blank profile. All he asked was "looking?" And immediately my dick hardened. I knew I needed to get back to work, but the thought of more cock and cum turned me on. I took a hit of poppers to help convince me, and soon I was sending him my hole pics and address. Without knowing what they looked like, I had invited another trick over. I took another hit and played with the toy in my hole. I honestly didn't care as long as he had a cock that needed a hole. He arrived within a half hr and I watched him come up the driveway. He was a heavier set white guy in his fifties, blue collar type, he must have been on break from work. I let him in and immediately dropped to my knees, kissing the front of his pants, sniffing for his cock. I unzipped the fly and pulled out a thick 6" cock. He tasted a little musty but sweet. I sucked him deep, occasionally looking up at him, past his heavy gut. He grunted in approval and shoved his dick further down my throat. Out of the blue, I hear a phone ring. The guy pulls out his phone from his jacket and takes the call. Something work related. I continue sucking him off as if nothing happened and he continues his phone conversation as if he's not getting blown. His deep authoritative voice turned me on, he must've been speaking with someone who worked for him. He was rock hard and I quietly slobbered and deep throated him. I cheekily wanted to try to make him moan during his call, but he seemed to be experienced in multitasking like a boss. Finally after a few min, he finished his call and took his dick from my mouth. Without any word, he bent me over a nearby chair and slipped his cock into my hole. Maybe he expected some resistance, but it slipped in easily. It felt incredible having another random cock in me. I took a quick hit in-between thrusts and let him own my cumdump pussy. It was risky and impulsive, but yet it felt so right and liberating. After pounding and churning my hole, his pace quickened and he climaxed inside me. A sense of accomplishment washed over me as he slipped out his wet dick from my loose hole. Without a word, he zipped up and left. Didn't even bother to take his jacket or boots off. It didn't matter who fucked me as long as I got more cum. I slipped the toy back in and went back to work, even though more than anything I wanted to take a hit and check in on the apps for more dick. My bf would be home from work soon and I had to behave myself. Who else works from home and works out their hole?

Poppering up while edging got me into some trouble yesterday. I felt horny and wanted to use a toy while I worked from home. I had prepped and planned to only use the poppers to help get the butt plug in while I watched some Twitter porn. As I watched a Twitter cumdump take load after load, I took a deep hit and eased it's thickness in. I hadn't taken dick or cum since December, and I squeezed on the toy, aching for the real deal. I took another hit and felt the rush pour over me. In a daze I logged into sniffies and posted a pic I had of myself on all fours with my ass in the air. I made my profile subtext "Breedable Cumdump" and rode the high of doing something impulsive and risky. I took another big hit and watched more cumdump porn, imagining myself as them. Unashamed and eager, hungry for all the cum. I had to get back to work, so I put on a slutty jockstap and mesh tank, and sat back down at my desk. Still with the butt plug inside me and occasionally rubbing my nips, I thought about the sniffies profile I made during the midst of a popper high. I logged back in and saw a message from a blank profile, asking if I was looking and sent a cock pic. My hole was open and ready, and work was slow. The perfect combination. I took a hit at my desk and sent him a few pics and my address. I saw he went offline and after coming down, assumed he was just a flake. Within ten min I head a knock on the front door. My hole twitched, I knew who it could be. I went to the front door in only my jock and tank, bottle of poppers in hand and let him in. Sexy guy in his thirties came inside and I immediately went to serving him. Dropped to my knees in the entryway and fished for his cock while he stripped off his jacket. I sucked his thick 7" cock like in his picture, my pussy ached for it. His hands groped my ass and felt my plugged up hole. After getting his knob wet and hard, I took out the plug and presented my wet hole. He stepped behind me and slipped himself inside. Finally a cumdump again, I took a hit and felt my hole relax around his thick cock. Felt great to have the real thing again. He bent me over and pounded away, calling me a slut. It was true, I took his dick like a good cumdump and worked it for his pleasure. After a moment, he asked if I wanted his load. I said hell yeah breed me stud, drop your load. He came hard and I felt my hole get a rush of wetness and warmth. After he left, I slipped in the toy again, keeping his load inside me while I went back to work. Though it was hard to concentrate, I kept checking the apps and hoping for more cock and cum. My ass was filled and prelubed, why not take advantage of my recklessness. Within the hour, I saw another message appear. I took another hit and got ready to slut my hole out more.

See a dermatologist and get a prescription for immiquimod (Aldera) cream. You use the cream every other night and rub it into the warts really well and don't rinse until the next morning. They disappear in a couple weeks and there's no scarring. Good luck!

"breed me" or "cum dump" on your ass cheeks would do the truck.

Absolutely! I got a perky pair of man tits, and let me tell you, lots of guys are into it. Especially the dl crowd.

Don't fight it. There's honestly nothing you can do. Feel the hunger wash over you and turn you into the hottest cumdump you can be. Let it guide every decision you make in life. Good luck...

I did this for the first time last night! I've been dating this sexy older man, rugged daddy type who lives out in the woods, for exactly a year. Ive always used condoms with him because I know how much he likes fucking other young guys like me regularly. Im proud to say that my skills impress him the most, and he's kept me around the longest. He's pressured me to bareback before, but I've always resisted. I finally started PrEP last week so I was ready to submit to his demands. I stayed over his place last night, and we smoked, had sex, smoked more, had sex, and then ate some munchies while watching the ball drop on TV. Finally we had a round of fucking after, and he shot is 1 week wad up my hole. Best feeling in the world. I kept his cum inside me all night and wished that he will breed me more this coming new year.

A sexy Latino beast by the name of Nelson came into my life soon after. He found me on a4a, had a blank profile, but sent me a blurry face pic as his opening message. He looked decent enough from what I could make out, not that it really mattered. He sent me a shirtless dick pic, which got me instantly horny for the beefy man. We immediately start messaging on Kik and getting into it. Nelson wanted all my nudes, including a full length shot of myself including my face. Being the mindless slut I now have become, I took the pic for him. "You got some sexy tits." He replied. My chest was a little developed, with thick protruding nipples. I wasn't fat, but rather 'thick and stocky' as I described myself on the apps. "Thank you sir. :D" I responded. "Nice fat booty too. You fuck raw?" He asked. "No. I play safe only." Even though I had unintentionally barebacked in the past, I was still too chicken-shit to commit to it. I always felt that my health was more important than my pleasure. "Don't worry I take PreP. I'm married, I have to stay clean for her." "I'm sure you are, but I prefer condoms." "Aw damn dude. I get soft whenever I put on a condom." "Don't worry, I'll make you hard again! ;)" I said. "You better, boy." I eagerly made plans to meet him the next afternoon. Since he was married and discreet, he could only meet me right after work, before he went home. I tentatively agreed, but ended up needing to work late due to an important client dinner. I texted him that and he was livid. "C'mon, can't you cut out early?" He asked. "I'm sorry Nelson. I gotta work late tonight." "Fuck dude, you got me so hard. I was all ready for you and now you fucking cancel on me." "I know, I'm sorry! I'm off tomorrow, want to meet then?" "Nah man. Just leave work, pretend you're sick." "Seriously?" "Do it bitch. Pleaseee. I need your ass." He demanded. His persistence wore on me. Maybe I could take a break for hour before going back into the office. "Alright, alright. Lets shoot for five? We gotta be quick though." I said. "Fine, five it is. Don't make me wait." And he hung up. I left work and raced home as quickly as I could. By the time I got home, douched, and showered, he was at the door. I answered the door naked, which he smirked at. We skipped the pleasantries and headed right for the bedroom. He was beefier in person, which I actually liked. "Damn you've got a nice ass, let me see it." He said. I gave him a little show as he sat on my bed, stroking his cock through his jeans. I bent over, showing off my big ass. "Can't wait for you to ride my dick." "Oh yeah? Can I see it?" I had to move things along before I needed to get back to work, so I made a move to grab his crotch. "Mmm, you're a horny little slut." I sucked his dick for a bit, and he started fingering my ass. His big thick fingers were prying me open and the need to be filled with his dick came over me. I fished out a condom and lube from my nightstand. "Oh that's right, you use condoms." He said as if suddenly remembering. "Yep." I chuckled. I put the condom on him and quickly applied the lube before he started to go soft. We didn't have time for him to undress. I was hungry for his dick and immediatly sat on it. "Yeah that's it, ride my dick." It filled me up and rubbed along my prostate. My cock was rock hard from the pleasure and it slapped the shirt he was wearing as I bounced on his dick. We went at it for a few minutes, and I began to notice that he wasn't as hard as before. I suggested we try another position, so got off of him and laid on my back. He tried to enter me, but it just wasn't happening. I could tell he was a little frustrated. I played with his dick more, sucked on his nuts and even offered to rim him. But he refused. "Nothing personal but it's this fucking condom." He ripped it off. Dammit! He wasn't getting hard and it was almost time for me to go back. I would've just kicked him out, but I was horny as hell and my empty hole took priority. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" "Let me just put the tip inside you. I promise I won't go further." He said. I thought about it for a moment, and then uttered my famous last words. "Alright, just the tip though." He raised my legs while I was on my back and entered me. He gradually started to get harder, and I could feel his dick getting harder inside me. I tightened my ass muscles against his dick and felt him grow all the way to full mast. He was basically inside me entirely! "What happened to just the tip?" I asked. "C'mon, your ass pulled me in. I can't help it." He argued. "Fine. Please don't move though, just stay there." He smirked and simply nodded his head. I didn't believe him. "Seriously though, I don't bareback." I said. "We'll see...." He started playing with my nipples, and immediately my arousal went through the roof. I moaned as he twisted, pulled, and flicked them. My cock was getting rock hard and I felt my ass squeeze and release his dick. Nipple play was my kryptonite. "Yeah that's it. I squeeze your titties, you squeeze my dick." It was only a matter of time before he started fucking me. He roughly grabbed my chest and pounded my hole. I felt so stupid and horny, enjoying the pleasure that was exploding through me. His thrusts into my ass were rapidly increasing, and before I realized what was happening, he groaned and slammed his dick into me as he came. "Oh fuck! You came inside me!" I said. "I couldn't help it. Your ass was begging for it." He shrugged and pulled out. I laid there in shock. Yet again I was barebacked, another man's cum inside me. My ass was bred and I loved it. Maybe this was my destiny? After he left, I quickly got dressed for work. The feeling of his cum inside me intensified my horniness. I couldn't help but go back to hunting on the apps, looking for more delicious cock. Condoms optional?

I'd become addicted to meeting married guys. Even though I knew it was morally wrong, my dick didn't care. Neither did my asshole. Whenever I would chat with a guy who was "discrete" I would inevitably ask them if they were married. I think my brain hoped that they weren't, so that I could hook up guilt-free. But my ass would hope that they were married, so I could get fucked by a married man. There was something so hot about a guy, married to a woman, with children of his own, raising a family. A man so confident in his ability to manipulate those around him, to fuck a fag like me. After my first couple hook ups with married men, I desired to be their piece on the side. They can take it or leave it, but my ass was open to them. I met up with a construction worker, who was currently staying at his friend's place while working a job. His wife and kids were back home miles away, and I released myself to him with abandon. We kissed furiously within the first seconds of greeting each other. I couldn't get enough of his buff physique, hairy in some places and smooth in others, with skin bright red from working in the sun shirtless. After some hot foreplay, he made a move to fuck me. I asked if he had any condoms, and he said he wanted to fuck me raw. I appreciated a man who stated what he wanted. No bullshitting or lying like, "oh I forgot to buy condoms sorry!" He wanted to ride me bareback and made it known. I weakly protested, but he only smirked as he playfully wrestled me down. I tried pushing back against him, to see how far he would go. He wrangled me face down, ass up, his thick hand holding my neck. Using only a couple globs of spit, he sank his girth into me, and I squealed into the sheets. At last, I felt like was home again. Being filled by a man, a real man. A man who's dick has probably fucked many men and woman, including his wife. The same dick that has brought children into the world. In a weird way I wished his seed would make me pregnant, marking me as his property. I loved getting dominated like that. His hand held my neck down, choking me as he brutally fucked and seeded my ass. After he came, I massaged his cock with my ass, milking it for all I could get. We met up frequently before he finished his job and went back home. I knew it would eventually end, and that was all part of the allure to me. Am I fucked up?

The second time I barebacked was also with a married man. In hindsight I should have known he was married, all the signs were there. Being the innocent 22 year old, I obliviously followed the will of my horny hole. We met on Planet Romeo. He seemed a nice enough guy, although incredibly discrete. He only shared pictures of his crotch, while asking for my nude and face pics. I supplied them all, eagerly awaiting his approval, and once that was met, we exchanged numbers. The winter of 2010 was rather snowy in my area, and finding time together was tough. I lived with my brother at the time, making it impossible to bring a stranger home for sex. This guy said he could sometimes host, since he lived with his brother and wife. All throughout he was very persistent, sometimes calling me during the day to talk dirty to me. Sometimes this annoyed me, especially if I was at work, but other times I got a raging hard on listening to his deep voice. Finally after some back and forth, we decided on a time to meet at his house directly. The morning of our meeting, I reached out to him to confirm the time. I asked if he had condoms and lube, but he said he had run out. He still desperately wanted to meet, but I told him that I only play safe. He asked me then to bring condoms and lube, explaining that his car was buried in snow. 'Well at least I found out ahead of time,' I thought. After buying the supplies, I made my way over to his place and parked outside. I noticed car partly covered by snow, and as I walked by, I noticed a car seat for babies in the back. Maybe that wasn't his car? I knocked on his front door and a short but handsome man in his early 30s answered. He had these sexy dark eyes and was very clean cut. I felt lucky that he wasn't some troll, but at that point my hole was hungry enough to let anyone in. We quickly made our way to the guest room while making out. Once there, we helped each other out of our clothes and explored our bodies. I remember how he pushed me onto the puffy duvet covered bed, which was a simple queen-sized mattress on the floor. He pinned me to the sheets, which were warm from the heating vents, and we made out passionately. After the usual foreplay, I retrieved the condoms and lube from my jeans. "I hope I got the right size," I said with a wink. He was a bit bigger girth-wise, something I had underestimated in the photo he sent. "That should be fine, we'll make do," he said. I watched him put the condom on hastily, and I noticed that he didn't pinch the top of the condom, but I didn't think anything of it. We assumed the missionary position and he slowly entered me, which was painful at first since my hole wasn't stretched out. Once he was finally inside me, we began fucking properly. We did missionary for a while, then switched to the side, then doggy, then finally back to missionary. I loved the full feeling of his dick inside me, and I missed it every time he had to pull out. That was when I heard a snap inside me. I could see that he heard it too from the look in his eyes, but he continued to pump away anyway. In fact he continued at an accelerating pace, and I didn't tell him to stop. I knew deep down that the condom broke, and he was going to cum inside me. My dick got harder and we kissed more deeply and passionately as before. He finally came inside, pumping all of his semen into my ass, and collapsed on top of me. I naively thought that there could be a slight chance that his dick was still wrapped up, but after he slowly pulled out, the torn condom followed, and I knew he had impregnated me. An onslaught of conflicting feelings descended on me. I felt fearful that he might have given me an STD, but I also felt so turned on, getting fucked raw by a man. As these thoughts went through my mind, I made up some excuse to leave and dressed myself. He promised that he was clean and negative, and he wanted me to stay and possibly go for a round two, but I knew I needed to go home and wash myself. During the car ride home, I felt his cum dribble out of my well worn hole into the seat of my jeans. I never felt so sexy in my life. I went home and jacked off furiously, fingering my wet hole and realizing my dream to be a bareback cum slut. More tales to come!

Disclaimer for my shitty writing, but everything written here is true. The first time I had bareback sex was also the first time I ever had sex. After graduating from college in 2010, I moved to NJ for grad school. I created an account on Planet Romeo to meet up with the local guys, but usually it was just for a quick blow job here and there. After a few months, a guy messaged me, and specifically stated he was interested in my ass. At first I was a bit hesitant, but I desperately wanted to pop my anal cherry, so I made plans with him. We first met at a grocery store parking lot. He jumped into the passenger seat of my car and we started chatting to break the ice. I wish I could remember his name, but honestly he might not have even told me. He said he owned a painting company, working with clients and builders in the area. I couldn't take my eyes off this tan Latino man with dark glittering eyes, and a tight solid body. Maybe he knew I was a novice, he grabbed my thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze, which got me rock hard. I told him that I had no lube or condoms, so he left the car momentarily to pick some up from the grocery store. After getting the essentials, we made our way to the motel. He grabbed a room, and I followed behind, my dick still hard. We began making out and getting undressed, no time wasted. I dropped to my knees and sucked his dick, doing my best to get him hard and wet as possible. He then threw me on the bed and we assumed the missionary position. My ankles were around his neck as he slowly pushed in, and he seemed to know how slow to enter into me. At the moment I was too focused on overcoming the pain, and pressed my hands against his chest to guide him. "Is this your first time?" He asked. "No," I lied, "It's just been a while. Can you get the lube and condoms?" He brought over the lube and we tried again. "I like it. Your hole is really tight," he said. I grinned a little, but mostly grimaced, but he finally was inside my ass all the way. Let the fucking begin! But at that moment, I just remembered, he was not wearing a condom. "Can you wear a condom?" I asked, looking up at him as he slowly fucked me. "Just a sec. If I pull out now, you'll be too tight to fuck later." I nodded, that kinda made sense. We began kissing, and I got lost in the sensations of his cock in my ass and tongue in my mouth. He gradually built up the momentum, and he soon began pounding my hole. Everything felt amazing, I enjoyed the way he varied his motions and speed, and also how he kissed me deeply. He slowed down after a little while and he asked me how I felt. I kissed him in response. "I think I might have forgot to mention something to you." He said while looking down at me. "I'm married. You okay with that?" I didn't know how to respond to that. I was a little shocked to hear it, but wondered why the awful timing. "To a guy?" I asked dumbly. "No, I'm no fag. To my wife." He said. He explained how he was discreet, but was looking for a fuck buddy on the side. He wanted someone he could call up anytime and fuck whenever he wanted, on his terms. "So, are you interested?" He said all this to me while he was on top of me, fucking me slowly. My cock got even harder, and I felt I was losing myself to the moment. "Fuck yeah." I gripped his arms and squeezed my ass around his dick. He pumped harder and asked, "You want to be my bitch?" It felt like dirty talk. "Yes, please. Fuck me." And fuck me he did. He quickened his pace and pounded my ass harder. He pinned me down with his body, so that I was unable to push him away if I wanted to. He finally came, groaning in my ear and collapsing on top of me. I felt my dick pulse too, sandwiched between our bodies. Then I remembered, he was not wearing a condom. I freaked out in my head, and freaked out even more for committing myself to be this man's bitch, whatever that meant. After we finished cleaning up, he made a big deal about having my phone number on his cell. He said if I ever get a call from his number, it might be his wife. If I answered, he told me to lie to his wife, and say that I was a client of his company. We parted ways and never met up after that. He reached out to me occasionally, but I was still too freaked out to even respond back. I still look back on that afternoon fondly, and I feel my fetish for barebacking came from this first fuck. My second fuck was also with a married man, which I will save for a later date, if you guys are interested.