felch_u_now

Definitely keen to join a group like this, don't enjoy the apps and I find Vault too hit and miss (and cramped!) (which is ok sometimes ? but not ALL the time). Very healthy sexual appetite, truly vers, I'll proffer my hole or my dick, whichever is needed, and be a happy slut either way. And there's stuff I want to try that's just too awkward for the Vault: dp (I really, REALLY don't care which role you want me in!) and I've never had a really intense flipflop fuck or chain-fuck. Pos but undetectable, healthy, no drugs (except poppers), don't smoke, drink but not during sex. Just love fucking or being fucked with some guy's tongue down my throat. Also want some day to try MMF with another bi guy; some day, no hurry, much more interested in dick!

Friday before Christmas @ London Vault: v busy but wasn't having much luck as my heart wasn't really in it. Just about to give up and go home when I got pulled into a dark corner by a young, short Latino stud who wouldn't stop sticking his tongue down my throat. His butt cheeks were so muscled that I could barely get my fingers between them but when I did I found he was already slippery with lube. We just lost it, both of us, and soon he was on his back, legs around my neck, his tongue down my throat and me balls-deep in his luscious ass. I came so hard I could almost taste my load on his tongue. Then I fingered his horny asshole, all lubed and slippy now with my load, while we kissed some more and he came all over my face. Merry Xmas!

I'm not going to deny the immense appeal of a raging stallion cock; the biggest I've accomodated was 10 inches on a previous boyf, only partially successful but by god it was worth trying! But having said that I hooked up with this muscley guy the other day with it has to be said quite a small dick yet the chemistry between us was so hot my normal pickiness just flew out the window (it turned into a very exhausting 2 hour flip flop ... wonderful).

Oh god yes ... a few months back was naked on my knees in front of a gloryhole at the London Vault. I'd already pre-loaded with 4 of my own wads AND lube but this amazing hot dude had just shot his huge load on the floor so I scooped it up, rubbed some on my arse, lubed my cock up with the rest and fucked another load up the arse of a twink in the next cubicle.

Checking out the London Vault at lunch time, when you really have to come-and-go, no time to mess around, I got incredibly lucky yesterday: I walked into a cubicle and there was a hot guy next door, his cock already shoved through the hole, so I backed onto him raw. Within five minutes he was thrusting hard up into my arse and I was gripping onto him for all I was worth. He stopped, buried his cock deep in me and just held it there for a moment or two, then pulled out and left. I put my finger up my chute then stuck it in my mouth: yep, a hot fresh load up there and all within ten minutes. Result! I walked around for another five minutes trying to work out whether to stay or quite while ahead, and ended up checking out the glory holes again (once a slut, always a slut). Lucky me, there was a tight young butt wedged up against one of the holes just waiting for action. Now I know this guy - he looks like a young builder, blonde, comes in in a dirty tracksuit & baseball cap, drops his pants, bends over, takes all the raw cock he can get, and he's gone within an hour. I have bred him so many times I don't usually find it a turn-on anymore but, I thought, hell, why not? I saw that someone had come on the floor of my cubicle so whilst eating his arse I reached down, scooped up the leftovers, smeared it on my cock, then stood up and shoved it up his chute. I reached around with my other hand and, whilst fingering the cumload up inside my own arse, I pumped a hot load into the young builder boy. Unbelievably hot. Had to then sit through afternoon meetings back at the office with a skanky, cum-smeared ass and sticky underpants but could not have cared less; I couldn't concentrate on the budget forecasting for 2014 but what's that compared to a buttload of hot cum?

At Vault 139 last Friday lunch time - hot guy with jockstrap on, presented his ass at the gloryhole, I stuck an exploratory finger up his ass and it was way sticky. Pulled my finger out, and sure enough it was cum (don't ask me how I knew - use your imagination), that guy had hoovered up at least two or three loads already that day. I usually bottom, but I couldn't resist, just had to fuck that sloppy hole and add my load to the count. And he had fantastic milking action as I was cumming. Freakin' hot. [NB: kudos to Vault for its efforts to encourage guys to have safe sex, but we end up doing what we want to do].

yes, Yes, YESSS! Hand me a cool drink ... just the thought of Rafael Alencar either taking or giving it raw is enough to drive me wild. My tastes are probably a bit vanilla, but hey, why not throw Marco Blaze in there for good measure?

Hey guys: this story is 99% true. I won't disclose my one, tiny embellishment. In the dirty editing room in my head I cut in one scene from another encounter … but that's the director's privilege! The scene opens in central London ... There's a hot spot in the central male restroom at the local uni campus, where loads of action takes place, particularly on a Friday night. On this particular night I was running late, but it didn't matter as all the boys were heated up and ready to boil when I got there: about ten guys, all ages, all types, all at it like knives in the dark. Total abandon. I waded in and got straight down on my knees. I was making it with all the guys there – it was a total orgy so everyone was, in fact, making it with everyone else – but I had strong chemistry with this one guy in particular. He was HOT, I thought probably way out of my league, but he seemed keen on me, so I went with it. He was about five foot ten, sporty body, very smooth skin, in shorts and boots and a tanktop. Bit old for an undergraduate, but definitely one of the younger guys there. And a dick that wouldn't quit: he was sticking it everywhere, down people's throats, up guys' asses, totally at random. He beckoned to me, and like a puppy I followed him – he seemed to know the campus well, so either he was a postgraduate student or just a total manwhore who'd checked out all the nooks and crannies of the place. He took me deep into the bowels of one of the departmental buildings and we ended up down some remote corridor, locked in a small gents cubicle. Then without warning he stripped buck naked. I just stood there and gawked - this guy was ripped, and his dick was sticking up so hard, and yes, it was slick with something, if not precum then lube or maybe even some dude's ass juices. His dick wasn't the biggest I've ever seen, maybe six inches long, but crikey it was fat around. Seeing him standing there, one hand on his hip, smirking at me, wearing nothing but his sports socks, hit me like a brick. A big, fat, throbbing, dripping, juicy, studly brick. No prizes for guessing what I did next – on my (well-worn) knees and servicing that fat pole like there was no tomorrow. I gradually peeled off items of clothing, whilst sucking away at the same time like a total slut (quite tricky, but it can be done). I did eventually get everything but my shirt off, and then we just lost it. We kissed, he reamed out my mouth with his tongue, he ground his dick against my hip, he whirled around and bent over. Again, my jaw dropped - not only did he have a fantastic butt: buoyant, firm, slightly on the big side - but he was sporting a tattoo of a dragon on the left cheek. I went down on my knees again, and after trying unsuccessfully to lick that gorgeous tattoo off, I shot home with my tongue and rimmed him till he was almost unconscious. He spread his legs and let me burrow in as deep as I could into his funky butthole, and I reached around and pulled on his whanger at the same time. He totally got off on being rimmed, as his dick indicated: it was hard, hard, hard and leaking like a faucet. (Also, a few weeks later, I witnessed him being eaten out by another dude and my tattoo boy was squealing with pleasure, so ...). He mumbled something about wanting to taste his ass on my tongue ... at any rate, he turned around, yanked me up by the armpits, and shoved his tongue back down my throat. By now I was so steamed up I would have done ANYTHING he asked me to. I am, admittedly, a total slut but even so, most of the time, I have limits. Not with this guy, and I had no defences against the sex energy he was laying on me - he was in rut now, and I had little choice. He turned me around, spat on his cock, and shoved it without ceremony up my ass. Now it was sort of lubed from my being rimmed back during the earlier scrum, however, it needed a bit more than he provided. We both spat on our fingers, and applied it to my asshole - he also wiped some of the copious precum off the tip of his cock, and then jammed two fingers up my ass. Wow that hurt, but he wasn't going to let me get away. Bit difficult, with the cubicle door locked, and his fingers curled up inside my rectum. He just wriggled his fingers around a bit, then started kissing me on the nape of my neck, then licking my ear. THEN he started talking dirty - you want it, you bitch, you're dying to have my dick up your ass, you want to take it all the way up your horny little butt - etc. etc. Well that did it - I yanked his hand away, and grabbed his rock hard cock, and guided it into my ass. No pain at all this time - oh no, no pain, just that lovely oh yesssssss oh goddamnit yesssss ... well, you guys must know what I mean. We must have bucked and fucked around in that cubicle for at least half an hour, and my ass was starting to feel a bit well-used. But I just couldn't stop encouraging him to fuck me fuck me fuck me, jamming that splendid dick of his right up in my ass, and banging myself back onto him every time he flagged, which only got him stoked again. Suddenly, without warning, he hit a spot inside me that rendered any control I had over cumming totally useless. Because we'd been fucking for so long, and because the chemistry was so hot, I nearly blacked out, as my cock throbbed and throbbed and I came all over the door of the cubicle, the floor, the wall. I could feel that my ass muscles were chewing away at his cock as I lost control, and sure enough that set him off. He stopped thrusting while he was balls-deep in my twitching ass, and he blew his load up there. Then he just stood there, with his twitching fucker inside me, my ass burning in that well-fucked way, and he kissed my neck and murmured smutty words of endearment. I just didn't want him to take his cock out of my ass - but after a while it popped out anyway. It wasn't until we were dressing that I felt the cum leaking down my leg. I swear that was so hot, I would've jumped on him again for sloppy seconds, except my ass was just too sore by then. He mumbled his goodbye and dashed out of the cubicle. I finished dressing, opened the cubicle door, and saw another bloke standing there watching me. First I thought, fuck, this is a security guard ... but then he just smirked and grabbed his crotch. He was totally fuckable, but believe me friends, I'd had my fill for the night. I smiled ruefully at him, said "next time mate" and hobbled out of the restroom. I got totally lost in that building ... took me half an hour to find the exit. On the way in I was so cock-drunk I couldn't take my eyes off tattoo boy's ass for long enough to get my bearings. Note to self for next time: either take a page out of Ariadne's book and loop some dental floss over the outside doorknob before you follow the Minotaur into his lair ... or take the SatNav with you (though the latter might be hard to operate with slippery fingers).

Standing up, being fucked from behind (he has to be the right height for this to work well). One guy the other day was really giving it to me like this, and he shoved so hard he was lifting me up off the floor with his dick by my asshole ... unbelievably hot. I was on tiptoe most of the time. Sore next day, though.

I was 20, no virgin, but I'd never taken a dick up my ass before. It was a good friend, in his 50s, with the most enormous thing I'd ever seen in my life (mind you, I've seen a few since then ... some bigger, some smaller ...). It hurt like buggery (sorry, that's an actual Australian phrase) and that was with a half jar of vaseline up my ass. I remember the fucking put me off receiving for a long time, but the next morning I went to work with my friend's huge load sloshing around inside me. I had to stand up on the bus all the way in to work, and I recall being petrified that someone would see it leaking out of my trouser seat and down my leg. Got to work, and kept it in me as long as I could - it felt so good, and I remember how slutty and sexy it made me feel. That was 25 years ago. Condoms only after that, for reasons you're all well aware of. I'm poz now, but certainly not due to raw anal sex ... because I only had my first go in 25 years yesterday. I now totally understand what all the fuss is about! I am smiling from ear to ear (and cheek to cheek) recollecting this horny dude who took me roughly from behind in the local crusing spot. Now, just need to get me some more ...