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You are going to have a blast. I may show up. It will be fun to try to figure out who you are. Safe travels.

I was 'initiated' by a 40 something doctor and his 20 something boyfriend when I was about 15. I don't know how to feel about it but I guess that the first time was very very wrong of them. The many many other times I sought eagerly and enjoyed thoroughly. I remember them somehow fondly. The boyfriend never seemed completely at ease with the experience. I saw him many years later and he looked remorseful.

I don't know you and I love it too. 😘

Since I usually play the sub role I would never volunteer a racial slur against my tops/doms unless they tell me to. I am latino, so whoever is fucking me can so to town with racial insults, they will only get me harder, hornier and more submissive.

As if I didn’t already liked you enough already hntnhole. Well said, thank you! Trump supporters and opposers alike are all in danger just by the possibility that Trump may return to the WH. If enough Americans don’t wake up this may not end well.

To each it own I guess. I'm 'in heat' 24/7 the 365 days of the year, but I would never see my self as fertile and couldn't care less about the DNA up my asshole, just that it feels good there.

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In my fantasy I am the property of a gang of sex crazed bikers. They brought me from a drug dealer I owed money to, my debt is gone and so is my freedom. They keep me in a dark room, butt naked, the temperature prick up my nipples, I need someone to touch me. They come for me, take me out of my cell to a smoked filled room where the gang plays pool, drinks and do drugs. After roughing me up a bi they put me on a sling , my nose is bloody. Once on the sling they get me high pushing things deep up my ass with a cue . . . do they care after all? The gang leader fucks me first, hard, mercilessly, slaps my face, spits on me, burns me lightly with his cigar, touches my nipple with the red tip of his smoke. He commands another guy to stuff his dick in my mouth. Leader comes in my ass but the underling doesn't feed me his load but rather shuts it on my face and rubs the cum all over. They get me off the sling, and pass my around, some beat me, some fuck me, throw drinks at me. I try to please them because this is better than solitaire confinement. Finally someone feeds me his load, tastes good, I was hungry. A smile betrays my brief satisfaction, someone punches me in the face, I am not allowed to smile. They keep fucking, punching, slapping and sharing my ass . . . on and on. Hmmm . . .

In our local sex club, Slammer in Fort Lauderdale, there are plenty of places where to suck cock in comfort. They have these glory holes areas, actually two of them, where the tops are placed higher than the bottoms on u shaped platforms and the bottoms can do their thing in the privacy of a booth. I try to give a full service experience, massage the balls, try to rich high and stimulate my tops nipples, work of the groin and even try to reach for his hole, some love it and some politely reject it. Sometimes my top plays with another dude in the platform which gets me really going and some even swap turns in my mouth. If I am enjoying one particular top very much, my signature move is to stop quickly while he is very hard, run up the platform to him, hopefully with his dick still out, and service him right there on my knees for everyone to see, as the ultimate act of submission. I always swallow.

When I am hunting for cock I have to force myself to go to sleep.

Thank you for your input hntnhole. It's a shame because they also have to deal with competition from the Eagle, and the sleaze certainly gave the Ramod the Edge over the newer 'leather' joint. I remember having a conversation with this skinny black dude, whom I think I remember worked for some airline or by the airport, who was wearing a black leather harness and a jock strap and the whole interaction evolved into a very public S&M session where I was the M. He made me suck his toes toes and then his dick and after slapping me around and roughing me up a bit he ended up fucking me by the pool table. That's what I used to go to the Ramrod, that's what I miss.

I love the place but the recent changes that have "vanillified" this historic place have kept me from going as much as I used to. The ban of sex, although it's been slightly relaxed lately, the loss of hardcore sex videos and the disappearance of my fav bar tender, - the delicious skinny guy the a PA who used to tend the outside bar-, have been a massive and sudden turn off for me. I'm interested in hearing what former and current patrons, habitual or occasional, have to say about this.

Not to brag but you all should move to South Florida. We have one in Miami, three in Fort Lauderdale + one super busy and hot sex club. I haven't even been to the newer bathhouse yet.

Hope Tom, Nico and Liam are making an appearance at the Dennis birth party. Great story, outstanding job. Congrats!! Has me on the edge and edging. Hadn't produce so much precum without touching myself since I was a horny teenager.

Absolutely love Biaggi.

That explains it. Thank you, sir.

This is New Orleans, Independence Day weekend, mid 1990s. I'm shit-faced giving head to a beautiful and super nice muscled black guy from Texas in a closed area in the second floor of some bar. He couldn't bring me to his room because his wife was there, I couldn't bring him to mine because I had a most annoying straight roommate. After I serviced this fantastic beautiful and nice guy I'm back the first floor, back in the hunt. I am quickly picked up by a nice and chatty local couple, white guys, good looking. We drive to their place, far from wherever it was that we were. The house os nice but quickly, what promised to be a threesome turned into something completely different. They undressed me, shoved me over a big bed in a very baroque styled bedroom. There is a trash can by the bed full of bloody tissues. What the fuck! They stay dressed, nobody touches my naked body. Not a word, they are not so nice anymore. I am already hard. A few minutes later, in comes a fourth guy, a not too tall muscle guy, darker, latino or maybe middle eastern looking, with a nice dick and a stupid face. Nobody asked me if I wanted to be fucked by this guy but they can tell I won't object. They can tell I am happy, expectant, hard and afraid. Without introductions or warning, he shoves his hard dick in my mouth, the other two take their seats, fully dressed just watching the show. Muscle guy is merciless, and I love it. I learned everything I know about deep throating that night. He is rough, and I quickly learn new ways to breathe. His dick taste like heaven. I am loving this, I am still afraid. I can see the bloody tissue with the corner of my eye. Suddenly, muscle guy flips me over, like a rag doll. -Arch your back, bitch!-, he says, I comply willingly. In his cock goes, fast, brutal, hurts like hell feels like heaven. Muscle guy fucks, fucks, and fucks. I am loving this. My recruiters watch us, mildly amused, I believe, they are having drinks. It's been over an hour since muscle guy walked into the room, now I am being fucked on my back, I am craving a kiss but all I get are salty drops sweat and maybe some spit. I like them, try to savor them. I made peace with the obvious fact that for muscle guy I am an object that follows directions and that surprisingly I am enjoying the realization. My hole is being wrecked, Muscle guy is not showing any signs of wanting to stop. They audience looks bored, deep in their own minds, although I am enjoying having an audience. It is obvious though that they have no intentions to join. Without a word muscle guy pulls out. I haven't fully realized how much I hate that his dick is no longer in me when a warm splash of cum drenches my face. Eyelids, nose, full of cum. Fast he shoves his hard dick in my mouth, dumps the rest of his glorious load in it. I swallow try to stroke his shaft with my lips but he pushes me away. He gets up and leaves. During the whole session I heard him say no other words than "arch your back, bitch!". I wonder if the audience will want to have their way with me now. My hole sure wanted it, my dignity not so much, but who cares about dignity at this point? My body language is saying fuck me, loudly, somebody fuck me, please. In return I get my own underwear thrown to me. -Put his on-, one of them says. I use it to wipe the cum off my eyes, use my tongue to clean around my mouth. Tastes great. I am also hard still. They lead me to the door, opened it, shoved me out. I almost fell to the ground. The rest of my clothing is thrown against my back. They shut the door. I began to reconstruct my way back to the bar. At least the neighborhood looks good. The night is still young. I feel humiliated and happy. I wish they had allowed me to say thank you.

I've been meaning to visit this place, but I fear it may be a waste of time judging by how crowded the 321 gets. Has anyone been there??

This is what I want, this is what I need. I wonder if there is such a place in the FLL area. I want to be breed by black cock, I want to be fed black semen. I want to be a slave of a gang of black men to be used and abused day in day out. I need this now.