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  1. As a present to myself I recently set up a three hour session at my home. This guy is furry all over, well-muscled, and has a huge pierced cock. We started with me swallowing his piss, which then led to me trying to suck his cock. I've sucked hundreds of cocks, but his was the thickest ever. Not the longest, although it is long, but definitely the thickest. I could only get half way down it. Then he got in the rim chair as I propped my head up with a pillow to really get my face in his ass. I've never gotten my tongue so far up someone's ass. I usually get tired from eating ass, but not this time. Then he stood up and said it was time to fuck me. He was very patient. I suppose if I'd ever been fisted it would have been easier for him, but he eventually got balls deep inside me. He fucked me for a while, then decided we should take a break. We adjourned to my bedroom for more of my inadequate cocksucking, and I got to give him a massage. Literally fur all over his body. He had me lick out his ripe pits, then I ate his ass some more until he decided we needed to fuck again. This time he got inside me with a little more ease and eventually came up inside me. He then got back in the rim chair and I jerked off as I ate his beautiful shit hole again. It doesn't sound like all that would take three hours, but there was plenty of miscellaneous play thrown in, and some of the things that I can describe in a single sentence took half an hour. This was five days ago, and for a while I wondered if my asshole would ever stop gaping. It's back to normal now, my new normal. I don't think I'll have to worry about men saying that my asshole is too tight anymore. I'm intending to get together with him again (and again!).
  2. I can so identify with the bottom. When I was consciously playing safe, I was also not objecting when a man didn't ask consent and just bred me. I was going to jerk off to the first installment, but I waited until I'd read the second. A very satisfying orgasm.
  3. I was about to jerk off to this when I saw there was a part two.
  4. I can really identify with this guy. When I was negative and trying to be safe, I would have told a man he needed to use a condom, but submit when he chose not to. Then I'd rationalize away the possibility he was positive. Even if he told me he had just put a poz load in my cum hole, I would have told myself he was just engaging in a fantasy. I wasn't exactly chasing, but I sure wasn't running away from it very hard.
  5. I made a mistake when I converted by not finding men who would stealth me. I love the idea of a man working hard to put his load in me without my consent. Back then I was young enough to let men think I was naive enough to believe them when they said they'd pull out before they came, or they just wanted to feel it bare inside me but they wouldn't fuck me. Or the condom broke. Or tell me they're wearing the condom but go in bare. I'm pretty sure I was stealthed at least once back then. I brought a guy back to my place from the bar and he agreed to wear a condom. But when he pulled out of me after making his deposit, there was no comdom on his cock. He said it must have come off inside of me, but no condom ever came out. I wish now I'd told him that since I already had his load in me he could fuck me again, bare this time.
  6. Wow. What an opus. Great characterizations, well-plotted, with great sex scenes. I was amazed at how I was able to relate my own life to Tom's experiences. I was hopelessly in love with a quiet boy in high school who dated a girl who was my constant companion. No sex, but all those feelings came back from fifty years ago. A masterwork.
  7. I never had a guy who was openly poz fuck and breed me back when I was using condoms, but I never asked. I often let men just turn me around when I was giving them a blow job in a bookstore and shove their cock into my lubed ass. I loved being submissive and being used, and afterward I would convince myself it was just a momentary lapse and decide that I had nothing to worry about. Lubing up my cumhole before I'd go cruising was an open invitation for any man who wanted to fuck without a condom, but I didn't think about that. Not on a conscious level, anyway. Each load I took made it that much easier to submit to the next breeding. Was I chasing without admitting it to myself? I'd say yes and no. I didn't want to have to deal with the virus, but I must have been getting an extra thrill (I almost said 'extra charge') out of the danger and the possible consequences.
  8. My favorite masseur used to cum in me twice during an hour session. We didn't even bother with the massage part, we just went right to fucking.
  9. I got railed by an ex-cop everyone called Big Al, and for good reason. I think he kept coming back because I could suck his cock without getting my teeth on it, and he liked the way I'd rim him. He was the first man to give me an assgasm. One day I had his load safely tucked away nine inches up my butt and he was getting dressed. He said he was going to have to break up with his girlfriend. I asked why, and he said, "She's talking about us getting married, and I'm not ready to divorce my wife just yet." Maybe that was another reason he'd come around for more of my ass, he didn't have to worry about me interfering with his marriage.
  10. Putting my ass up to a glory hole is the ultimate act of submission. It reduces the interaction to the bare minimum, a cock and a hole. He doesn't know who I am or what I look like, and I don't know who he is or what he looks like. But we want each other. He wants to breed, I want to be bred. Once he's planted his seed in me he may let me clean off his cock with my mouth, but more often than not, he just pulls out, zips up and leaves. I never cum when I'm taking loads. I want to keep my edge, my hunger for just one more load. Some men just want a fluffer so they can cruise the arcade with an erection showing. I don't mind, but I'll always show my cumhole before they leave. I've gotten a lot of loads from men who weren't planning on cumming when they entered the booth. I think they get excited at someone willing to be the receptacle for their sperm, no questions asked.
  11. Lost count of how many times I've lived this scenario. Except for the poppers, and I never had to be forced to clean off a cock that had just bred me. And, although I've had men thank me, no one ever gave me a kiss. Which was fine with me, I just wanted to be used.
  12. Well done. I didn't anticipate that at all.
  13. I totally identified with you in this story. I've had so many married men cum inside me in a bookstore arcade. Most don't compare me to their wives, but they don't have to. I know I'm better. I'm certainly more willing. And the capper was your realization that you hadn't cum yet. I was always satisfied to have a man's sperm inside me. At least until I got home and had a chance to squirt it out and lick it up. Then I'd jerk off.
  14. Take me with you when you go back. I'll watch from the woods and felch out those loads as men fuck you and go.
  15. I can't believe you've gone 12 years without the pleasure of being bred again. I was like you, once. I enjoyed taking a load, but I always had some excuse ready for why that was just a one time thing, and I'd go back to condoms. Then I got pozzed and freaked out. I used condoms after that, but was willing to let a guy bareback me from time to time. Eventually I became a total cum pig. I don't have many regrets, but I do miss all the loads I could have been taking all those years.
  16. The PA is a nice touch. I love a PA inside my cunt. I have a buddy who comes to town on business from time to time. He eats my ass until I'm completely blissed out, then shoves his big, fat cock with a big, heavy PA into me and fucks me senseless. The best.
  17. And you wrote this while you were at work? I'd be rock hard the whole time thinking up all this perversion. Good job.
  18. It seems like a million years ago, but Bareback City was my best site for getting bred anonymously. I enjoyed every single load I took. There was that one guy... He said he was a Dom top and was going to use me hard. Then he showed up an hour late, drunk, and said he wanted to bottom. Then he giggled. I threw him out.
  19. Your story reminds me of a man who used to fuck me. I met him in the park and brought him back to my place. He had a swimmer's build, muscular but slender, and copper colored hair. That first time he kept his cock in my mouth for an hour and forty five minutes. That was how he got the nickname 'Marathon Man.; Every few weeks he'd call on a Sunday night and tell me he was coming to my place and be ready. I'd leave the front door unlocked and wait for him on my knees naked in the middle of the living room. He'd come in, dressed like he was going running in that park, drinking a beer. He'd shove his cock down my throat and demanded that I make him 'squirt.' He'd talk about his wife and how my mouth was better than her pussy. Around the third time he came to my house he pissed in my mouth. That was a first for me, but I swallowed it all. That became a regular thing from that point on. So did me rimming him. He eventually fucked me, bare. I got the feeling that he was learning how to have sex with men by using me. When he would cum he would stop all motion and make a high-pitched keening sound. Up until he shot, he'd be an arrogant, demanding, disdainful straight guy. After he shot, he'd be gentle and kind. He'd even hug me, but we never kissed. This went on regularly for about three years, then he just disappeared. I like to think I helped him get in touch with his homo side while he helped me get in touch with my totally submissive side. I've attached a picture of Rusty Samuels, who always reminded me of Marathon Man.
  20. Great story, good writing. I'm hoping the two of them bottom for strangers when they go back to the theater. I envision the two of them standing together at the back of the theater against the half wall behind the last row of seats as men come up behind them and load their asses. "Is he cumming?" "Yeah, Dad." "Nice. He shoots big loads, I've had him before." It practically writes itself.
  21. Taking a load through a glory hole is the ultimate act of submission. You are reducing yourself to a hole for a man to cum inside. And it doesn't matter what he looks like, his status, his age, he has a cock that needs a place to cum, and you're it. I can remember the times I would be blowing a guy and he'd let me get him hard, then he'd pull out of the glory hole because he wasn't ready to cum yet. I'd whirl around and offer my hole. Sometimes they would leave, but when they changed their mind and pushed their cock into me, I was filled with joy. And their load shortly after that. So satisfying. The only thing that comes close is being in a booth with a man, sucking his cock, and he pulls you up, turns you around, forces you to bend over and just shoves his cock into you. No questions, no consent, he knows what you are, and he uses you. Sometimes they'd let me clean off their cock before they put it away, sometimes not. I always stayed on the floor at their feet so they would know I knew my place in the hierarchy. I never came while I was still at the ABS. I didn't want to lose my edge and step out of the booth to encounter a good sperm donor, or one of my regulars. Saturday afternoons were great for relieving married men of the tension of not getting sex at home, and a lot of them came to the ABS week after week. Often they'd want a repeat with me because they knew I'd do a good job, wouldn't give up if they were having difficulty, and surrendered all power to them.
  22. I would have begged him to seed me even when I was neg because I was so good at convincing myself that it didn't mean he was poz. I was the perfect candidate for a stealth breeding. I needed that cum inside me so much I'd let him knock me up and tell myself he was clean. I'd have a condom in my pocket and if a man started to put his cock into me bare, I wouldn't say a word. I've gotten bred in trucks a half dozen times, but only after I was poz. Every one of those breedings was arranged by a buddy who wasn't available to take some trucker's load. He'd call me up and tell me where to go and how to recognize the sperm donor. He's a good friend who loves to cum in my ass.
  23. Excellent start to this story. Please tell me there'll be more.
  24. There's more than one on bdsmlr.com. Try mpregworld.
  25. When I was trying to be safe I should have realized that my pleasure in discovering a condom had broken or come off inside of me, or even when I was stealthed meant that I should just let them all load me up. I missed half the pleasure of sex using condoms. I love squatting over a hand mirror and watching it squirt out of me, then licking he mirror clean.
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