raunchycumslut

A tall top with a big cock who likes to fuck raw? You shouldn't have any trouble finding bottoms. Just go to hookup sites and bathhouses/cruise spots where men can focus on your cock; they typically won't care about what you look like after that. Seriously, bottoms outnumber tops pretty much everywhere, and you have a big dick; you should have your pick of bottoms. Like others have said, it's probably a lack of confidence, don't think of terms of "Damn I need some ass, I hope one of these guys will let me fuck them" have the attitude of "I'm horny, which of these lucky fags gets to take my cock and cum up his fuckhole?". Bottoms pick up on subtle cues; the more confident and masculine you are, typically the more interested a bottom will be.

There's a lot of info/details that would be useful before giving advice. Has he ever shown indications of being flexible in his sexuality? Are you guys comfortable touching each other (hugs, wrestling, sit closer on the couch than most straight men would be comfortable with, etc)? Have you guys ever been naked around each other (even in a locker room)? Ever brought up sex with him, like discussing having a threesome with a girl or watch porn together? Is he cool with gay/bi men or does he act homophobic? Before you consider pursuing this, you need to consider a few things. Are you okay with potentially losing him as a friend (even if he's cool with gay men, he may not be cool with a close friend being into guys; and gay/bi thing aside, people sometimes get upset when a friend shows interest in them)? Are you wiling to accept the risk of him telling people or other people finding out you are bi? Things could go the other way too; what if he says he's interested in you as well, but wants more than just casual sex? Sometimes it is better to leave things as a fantasy. I'm not saying not to go for it, but I am saying you need to consider how things might play out before taking that step. Having a beer or two to loosen up and feel braver AFTER you've thought things over is okay. Just don't let yourself get drunk and then make a move, that's a recipe for shit to go south really fast. Likewise, do NOT pursue your friend when he's drunk, it's the same thing as a straight dude getting a chick drunk so he can fuck her; don't be that guy.

I LOVE smelling and tasting a ripe uncut dick. I get why it's a turn off for some guys, but I find it fucking HOT. I don't turn away cut dicks but nothing beats a ripe uncut cock in my mouth.

Daddies and Silver-Daddies Ripe uncut dicks, especially when the top knows his cock is dirty and gets verbal about me cleaning him with my mouth as I suck. Taking piss from really butch men drives me wild Licking and sucking a guy's asshole Getting fucked bare and taking loads through a gloryhole without ever speaking to, or seeing, the men using me as a cumdump Having a top's cock go in my ass bare after it was just in another guy's ass bare (just something so sleazy/dirty about a top using another bottom's ass-juice as lube to fuck me) HUGE turn on to take a cock ass-to-mouth from another bottom's ass, but seems hard to find tops into this for some reason? Adult incest, especially Father or Uncle top with son as the bottom (not really into brother/brother or cousin/cousin incest) Never had a chance to do it but interested in k9/beast Usually won't rim dirty ass but had a few really butch, really hot, really DOM tops make me clean their asses with my mouth. Grossed me out but also made my dick rock hard; guy has to really make me horny to get me to do this though I don't identify as bi, but I like watching straight porn and seeing men touch each other's cocks (on purpose or by accident), or seeing a guy lick a cunt that just had other men's dicks in it, or (rare to find but HOT) a "friendly fire" scene with one man's cum hitting another guy's face or even going into the other guy's mouth (hard to find but is insanely hot to me) I always loved coming home from the bathhouse with 5+ loads in my ass, positioning myself near a mirror, and looking at my asshole as I pushed the cum out. Maybe it's a bizarre, narcissistic thing, but holy shit did it turn me on

hornycumslut91: If the question was about sex toys instead of getting fucked bare? I'd definitely say go with water-based lube. Silicon and Oil lubes can both degrade/destroy sex toys (depending on what's in the lube and what materials are in the toy). Also, non-water lubes can be tricky to clean up (as discussed), meaning it can be difficult or impossible to clean/sanitize your toys for next time. When I was younger, I used dildos more often, and I would apply water-based lube, and just add some spit if the lube dried out (though when playing solo, I usually don't go long enough to need to worry about lube drying out).

Silicon is just such a pain to try to clean up; externally it takes forever to clean off, internally I pretty much have to wait for my body to expel it. I know lubes are made to be non-toxic, but if it goes in my mouth, it's gonna work its way through my digestive system, and I don't want my insides coated with silicon for God-knows how long. Granted, I'm not sure the human body is adept at breaking down the various oil-based lubes, but I've never had trouble getting oil-based lubes out of my mouth so I'm not worried about them lingering in my system. Also, I've never had oil (or water) based lube coat my throat the way silicon has; I couldn't cough or dislodge the silicon lube the way I could other types. Maybe other men have different experiences, but my experiences with silicon have been mostly negative. My issue with water based lube isn't just that it dries out, it's what happens when it dries out. It's not as simple as having spit dry out, "Oh I just need to add more". When the water dries out of the lube, what remains is this awful gunk, it's like getting fucked by a glue-covered dick. If you add spit or some water back into the mix, I guess it's okay, but keep adding more lube and it dries out and becomes a bigger and bigger glob of glue. Also, if I'm getting fucked by multiple tops or having a marathon with one top, I want to get opened up/lubed up early on, and know my ass will stay lubed/opened for the evening. I don't like having to reapply lube (or add spit) all the time, and I hate being in the middle of a good fuck and feeling my insides getting pulled/torn up because the lube is drying out. Additionally, water based lubes are never as slick, never as lubricating as other types. The only time I would say "go for it" with water-based lube is if you're going to be getting piss-fucked; then apply a ton of it and pig out.

Water based dries out, silicon is a pain to clean up (and is horrible for bottoms that do ass-to-mouth). I like oil based lubes. I forget the different names (I think Grunt Grease and Pig Butter are two brands?), if it looks sorta like Crisco and has that oily feel, you're good. Doesn't dry out, cleans up with soapy water, atm-bottom friendly, and has the bonus of being incompatible with condoms (I've had tops go bare when I told them we couldn't use condoms with the lube I have, so it was either fuck bareback or don't fuck).

Are you intimidated by the length, the girth, or both? A thick cock can be difficult to take, but if you're used to 7.5" dicks, you should be able to handle 9" with some practice. He's probably telling the truth about his size; my cock is just under 8" but because it's thick (and I'm a slender guy) men think it's larger than it is, I'm betting there's a similar thing going on with your perception of his equipment. So don't let yourself get nervous about him being too big, keep yourself calm and relax your body, and you should be okay. If your butthole clenches up, tell your top you need a moment, and let yourself relax again before the fuck continues. Couple other tips: Fuck in a position where you are able to sit on his cock and ride him, at least to start things off. Take about 1/3 of his cock, pull out and relube, take 2/3, pull out and relube, then try balls deep (if you feel up to it). There's been several times in my life when I thought a guy's cock was tearing up my insides, but taking a pause and applying more lube made everything fine and we were able to keep fucking. If he's in control of the fuck, just be blunt and tell him not to go balls deep until he's fucked you a few times. I had an ex that was MUCH larger than the men I had been with previously, and sex was a challenge for the first few weeks, but my body got used to his size and we didn't really have problems after that. A good hit of poppers can do wonders when you're struggling to take a dick.

I wouldn't cruise at a gym; most men are there to work out (even the gay/bi ones). Go to a place where the men around you are also looking for sex. I used to live in MA, and there are plenty of cruise spots around (porn shops with booths, highway rest stops, sleazier bars, campgrounds/parks, etc). If you don't mind a drive (and it seems you don't), Providence has several places where men go to have sex with other men. Also, is your gym an 18+ only gym? If not, you need to be very, VERY careful about what you say or do in front of other members, especially in the current social climate.

I know this was directed at tops, but here's my 2 cents as an uncut bottom who loves ripe uncut dick: This seems to be a fetish that is hard to indulge, largely because most men in the USA are cut, but also because the few uncut tops who are into this fetish tend to already have dedicated cocksuckers and/or get blowjobs frequently enough that their dicks don't get ripe beyond like a day's build up (I'm uncut, and more prone to smegma than most guys, and I still take 2-3 days of not cleaning to get more than a little funky). EDITED TO ADD: I have men request to suck me when I'm dirty, but unless we can arrange it ahead of time, and it's a regular fuck buddy (not someone who will flake out), I won't do it, because it gets itchy and it's embarrassing to go piss in a men's room and know the guys around you can smell your dick. I used to have a decent time on Craig's List. Didn't say I was looking for ripe/dirty uncut, I would just post I was looking for uncut cock to suck, and liked married/closeted men (it seems that, in general, straight men aren't as hygiene conscious as gay men). Especially when I was down in Florida (not sure if it was the heat or what) it seemed about 1/3 to 1/2 the uncut guys I found on CL had some degree of smegma, and like 1/5 would have actual dickcheese. But with CL gone and most hookup sites/apps turning to shit the last few years, I don't know how you'd find men for this anymore. If there's a cruise spot near you that is popular with "straight" married guys, that might be worth a shot.

Reasons I have said no to potential hookups: Men referring to me as "bitch" or "girl" or calling my asshole a "pussy", especially if that's in their first message to me Guys with "no-one over 30!!!!" on their profile, or "not into white guys", or similar crap, even if they say it's just "in general" and I'm one of the rare exceptions Guys asking for a 3-way (or group sex) involving females (CIS women or MtF-girls, not into either). I like MEN. Guys in drag (even tops) turn me off. Again, I like men. Married and cheating? I usually don't care, that's between you and your spouse. Married and cheating and I can tell you have young kids in the picture? Too much drama, I'll pass I don't have sex with anyone tied to my work place (coworkers, their families, etc), too much potential for drama Reasons I have walked away from a planned hookup: Pics were either from 10+ years ago or of someone else entirely; I don't mind chubby guys and I like Daddies, but liars are never sexy Apartment/house was filthy (I don't mean cluttered, I mean roaches/mold/other biohazards around, or the house smelled like cat shit) Ditto if a guy has no concept of hygiene (I can sometimes get into raunch, but if you haven't showered or brushed your teeth for a week, I'm leaving). If you ask for a rimjob and have a dirty butthole, do NOT get pissy when I bluntly refuse and tell you to go shower Guys who smoke crack or do drugs without discussing it first. Into PNP? Then find another guy who's into it (plenty of them around), don't spring that shit on me I'll tolerate a guy sucking my cock a bit, but when a guy claiming to be a top starts making sex all about my cock (basically trying to flip our roles), I'm out Biggest dealbreaker for me, is when a guy cannot get/stay hard. I feel sorry for tops with ED, but a top needs to be hard for sex to happen

If you get off on the risk, and are 100% sure you are okay becoming poz, keep bottoming bareback with random men, and it’ll happen (I was a bareback slut for a long time before I got knocked up). If you are having second thoughts, get on PREP, you can still be a cumdump and not worry so much about HIV. You can always get pozzed later if you decide you crave it, but you can’t become neg again if you get pozzed and regret it. Fantasy is hot and all but you need to decide if you can handle being poz or not, and act accordingly.

I'm into it (once did a webcam show with hundreds of people watching, was crazy hot). But can never seem to find tops into filming/being filmed.

So I’ve been cruising Grindr and other sites/apps off and on for over a decade. I’be seen apps go from sex-focused to Facebook/Social media type bullshit. I’ve put up with flakes and game players and guys lying about their stats, all that shit comes with the territory. I’ve lived in several states and have traveled, and I know some places are just crappy for trying to find a hookup, not a newbie to this. My current issue is that lately, I have a LOT of guys hitting me up for a face pic (sometimes after chatting, sometimes right away). When I send the pic, they never respond, or block me/delete their profile. I’m a decent looking guy don’t claim to be a 10, but like 7ish maybe 8ish (higher or lower depends on the day). I know I’m not fugly because to be blunt, I have done escort work in the past, get cruised IRL plenty, had a bar try to recruit me as a dancer, etc. I’ve grown accustomed to pic collectors and guys who get off on trolling/rejecting other people or making snarky comments, and I’ve had this happen before but lately it has become the norm for me when I try to cruise hookup sites/apps. Anyone else have this issue? Also, any advice on hookup apps or sites for a cocksucker/bareback bottom in the SF Bay Area (already know Grindr, A4A, BBRT, Recon, Daddyhunt, Squirt; none seem to be worth it these days).

As I scrolled through this thread, I kept waiting to see a reply saying “OMG! I had decided to become a cumdump bug-chaser without any real thought or research into the consequences, but after reading the poorly written opinion of some random internet stranger, I’ve decided to only bareback with men who claim to be neg and/or trust in condoms to never break when I have sex with poz guys (despite studies making it clear this is the worst method for staying neg), and resign myself to eventually dying without ever living my life in a way that brings me happiness. I’ll follow your wishes because you, and not I, should be in charge of my major life choices. Thank you random internet stranger!!!” Funny how there hasn’t been a single post like that. It’s almost as if bullshit, holier-than-thou internet wanking doesn’t do jack shit and is a total waste of time. But that can’t possibly be the case, so I guess I’ll just keep waiting for more replies...

Fleet enema. Open it, dump out the saline, rinse it a few times with tap-water to clear out the saline residue, then douche. You'll probably need to refill the bottle once or twice per rinse-out (and do a few rinse-outs before you are really clean), but it's cheap, it's reliable, and once you are used to it, it is faster than shower-hoses or larger bulbs, and you don't have to worry about water getting trapped deep inside you and coming out later on. The downside is you don't clean as deep (an issue for fisters and size queens into HUUUUUGE cocks) and you won't stay clean all night (so not the best way to prepare for a bathhouse visit), but it's great for a (fairly) quick clean out.

There seems to be a serious contradiction in what a lot of tops seek. They want a bottom who will take their cock and cum after 5 minutes of chatting on an app/hookup site, but don't want that bottom to be willing to take other men's cocks and cum so easily; they want a guy who will be a cumdump for THEM but not other men. Plus, slutty bottoms seem to face way more stigma than slutty tops. I think it all mirrors how in the straight world, men are free to fuck around with (almost) no shame, but when women do it, they get slut-shamed. It seems to be fine to penetrate as many other people as you want, but if you like to be penetrated, you're not supposed to sleep around. Total bullshit. Then again, when I was in my early 20s, I knew men (some pursued me) who liked having their boy be a total cumdump, but would freak out and break up with them if they caught anything/got pozzed; like the bottom is supposed to be a true cumdump but magically stay neg (this was back in the days before PREP). That all said, while they are definitely a minority, there are plenty of tops who like their bottoms to be total bareback poz sluts. I've had negative tops (even "straight" married men) say they love poz (undetectable) bottoms the best; as a top, sex is very low risk for them, the sex is (usually) as nasty/wild as they want it, and they don't have to pay/work for it (like they do with most women and condom-nazi bottoms).

I don't know if it's an option for you, but you could check out local bars (especially leather or bear bars). As for sites, you could try Recon, and (depending on your age) Daddyhunt, I'm sure there are other sites as well.

I think it depends where you live. I know on the East Coast there are outdoor cruise spots all over the place (drive from Providence to Provincetown, you'll pass over a half-dozen that I know of). I haven't cruised any outdoor spots in CA, but I've heard law enforcement keeps an eye out on that sort of shit so guys don't risk it as much. I have seen true "no load refused" cumdumps at cruise spots but it's rare (and rarer that the cumdump was someone attractive). If you don't want to rely on the internet, just go for a drive on the highway, check the rest-stops; if the men's room isn't cruisy, see if there are paths leading into the woods nearby, that's a pretty sure sign of a cruise spot. As others have said, it's dangerous, with both the potential for legal trouble AND the risk of following a strange guy into a secluded area (if you spend enough time cruising, you WILL eventually run into trouble, be prepared). I don't think cruise spots will ever completely die out. There's too many guys who don't want a Grindr or Manhunt profile to be found by someone they know, or are otherwise phobic about technology leaving records. And the game players/catfish/time-wasters on apps and hookup sites turn guys off; there's less bullshit at cruise spots, usually you just see who's there, pick the best of the bunch, and go at it, or you leave. Plus the taboo, the risk of being seen/caught is in a serious turn-on for a lot of people.

Chapter 2: Jack woke up, without any idea where he was or how long he’d been out. His mind no longer felt fogged, and he seemed back in control of his limbs. The handcuffs and bag over his head had been removed, the only clothing on him was something that seemed like a cross between a bathrobe and a hospital gown; it had long sleeves, went down to nearly his ankles, and had an opening all the way down the back that was held closed by a series of snaps. His right arm was slightly stiff, and there was a taped-down piece of gauze bandaging the inner part of his elbow. “What the fuck?!?” Jack thought, “Did someone inject me with something?! No, it wasn’t just a needle; it was an IV. But how the fuck do I know that, and why don’t I remember it?” Jack coughed suddenly, a cough that was sounded bizarre to him, hoarse yet fainter than a cough should sound. The cough made him realize something was wrong with his throat; not the tickle of a sore throat, more like the burning rawness of the last time he had strep-throat, or when he’d had his tonsils removed as a kid. Where was he? It seemed like a room in someone’s basement, or the inside of a bomb shelter, perhaps. This place wasn’t a room, it was a cell; Jack was a prisoner here. The hair on Jack’s neck stood up as he realized this, and he nervously looked around. Three of the cell’s walls, and the floor, seemed to be made of concrete; the remaining wall was mostly occupied by a floor to ceiling mirror (the sort of mirror that would allow someone on the other side to spy on him, Jack assumed) with a reinforced metal door keeping the mirror from taking up the entire wall. A wide strip of cement, same as the other walls, separated the mirror from the doorframe. The ceiling looked to be made of some type of metal, with several small lights spaced evenly over the room. On the far end of the room there was a shower, with a slightly lower floor than the rest of the room, and a glass door; the shower area was large but lacked any sort of tub, and Jack sensed the room’s floor had a very slight tilt toward the shower drain. A toilet and sink were near the shower; a small cabinet with a mirrored face adorned the wall above the sink. Jack was lying on a small bed (almost a cot, really), the metal frame was anchored into the wall. The pillow and linens were clean and surprisingly comfortable. Jack got off the bed, walked over to the sink, and turned on the water. It came out cold, and seemed clean. Jack bent down and took several gulps; he expected this would aggravate the burn in his throat, but the water didn’t bother him. He resumed checking out the room. Near the bed was a nightstand, with a wooden chair next to it. Some kind of U-shaped pipe or piece of metal stuck out of the floor in the middle of the room, almost like a giant staple in the ground. Two cameras were mounted in opposite corners of the room, inside protective plastic cages. Despite multiple wall vents, Jack felt almost no air movement, though the room seemed neither chilly nor hot. A large, flat-screen TV was mounted on the wall across from the bed. As if noticing his attention, it turned on. A man in a leather suit appeared on screen. He was slightly shorter than the man in the pig hood had been, but more well built, more muscular. This man also wore a leather hood, but instead of a puppy or a pig, his resembled a wolf. “Greetings Jack,” the wolf-hooded man said, “I’m Mister Wolf. I expect you’re quite upset and more than a bit frightened by your encounter with my friend Mister Pig, and the way you were brought to your new home, but there’s no need to panic. I want to make that totally clear, Jack: this is your home now, and you don’t need to be afraid. You’re our pet now, and we’ll take good care of you, but you have to be a good, obedient boy in return. I’m sure you’re hungry; I know it’s been many days since your last meal, and I don’t want our newest pet to starve. Look under the bed, Jack, there’s a length of chain, a padded metal collar, and a pair of padlocks. I want our new pet, our new Puppy, to put on his new collar, secure it to the chain with one of the padlocks, and then use the other padlock to secure the chain to the anchor bar in the middle of the floor. If Puppy is a good boy and does that, I’ll reward him with food.” As the television turned off, Jack noticed the cameras re-position, getting a better view of him. He briefly considered refusing the command, making an obscene gesture, but decided against it. He didn’t know what exactly his abductors would do if he disobeyed. Given the planning and preparation that had clearly gone into his abduction (and the implication he wasn’t their first victim) Jack decided that, for the time being, compliance was in his best interest. Jack knew he was already trapped; a chain around his neck wasn’t going to make things any worse for him. Besides that, he was REALLY fucking hungry. Jack rolled off the bed and immediately knelt down to reach underneath it. Sure enough, the chain, collar, and padlocks were there. Jack did as instructed, putting on the collar (thankfully, the collar was fairly loose fitting, so he didn’t have any worries about it impeding breathing or eating), securing it to the chain, and then securing the chain to the anchor in the floor. The cameras tracked his movements as he walked around the room, testing the limits of movement the chain allowed him, as well as its weight. The bed and toilet were accessible while chained, as was the shower. The chain’s length did not quite allow him to reach the door. The weight was considerable, but not a serious burden; Jack could already tell there was no way he’d be able to break it without tools. Jack heard several clicking sounds from the door, and it opened outward. Mister Wolf stepped inside the room, carrying a steaming bowl. Jack smelled meat (or was it fish of some kind?) and a hunger pang nearly made him wince, but Jack kept his face blank. Mister Wolf walked briskly to the nightstand and set the bowl down. He then turned and looked Jack up and down. “Hi Puppy,” Mister Wolf said to him, ”The collar looks good on you. I’m glad you decided to be a good boy and obey me. My friend Mister Bear made some stew for our hungry boy. We don’t want to risk your clothes getting dirty though, so Puppy needs to take off his frock and put it neatly on the bed before he’ll get fed.” Jack took a deep and somewhat shaky breath, his throat burning as he did so. He needed a moment to collect himself or he was going to lose it. Since waking up, he had been focused on checking out his surroundings, then by Mister Wolf’s appearance on the TV, and then his hunger and the prospect of being fed had kept his mind occupied, kept him from considering who his captors were or what exactly they wanted, but being ordered to strip naked had been like bashing Jack over the head with the broader implications of his situation (and what was likely in store for him). Jack finally processed something Mister Wolf had said on the TV; he had been here for several days, possibly longer than that. What sort of drugs had they put in his system to knock him out for that long? What damage had that done to his body? What might have happened to him while he was unconscious, completely defenseless? How far away from home could they have taken him in that time? “The new Puppy doesn’t seem very obedient,” a voice boomed from the door, snapping Jack out of his thoughts and bringing his attention to the figure stepping into the doorway. It was the man in the pig mask. “You were told to get naked, so do it, Puppy,” he ordered. Jack looked back and forth between the two masked men, his stomach churning with fear. Mister Wolf, like everything about this situation, scared him, but Mister Pig…his voice, the way he moved…fuck it, everything about him made Jack want to piss himself. Never in Jack’s life had he felt the urge to run away so badly, the need to escape from danger. The collar and chain suddenly felt a thousand times heavier than it had before. “Boy, you’re gonna learn real quick to do as you’re fucking told,” Mister Pig said. Jack’s attention turned to Mister Wolf as the man started to say something, but was cut off when a sizzling, popping sound thundered nearby; Jack saw the flicker of electricity crackling briefly at the end of the rod Mister Pig was now holding. ”Holy fucking shit that’s a cattle prod!!!” Jack realized, as he saw Mister Pig advance into the room and touch the end of the prod to a link in Jack’s chain. Before the prod could discharge again, Jack had slumped to his knees and tears were running down his face, his mouth open as he stared at Mister Pig in terror. “Hold on, Mister Pig,” Mister Wolf said sternly, “Puppy’s gone through a lot the last few days, but he’s behaved so far for me; he’s a good boy. Here, we’ll show you; Puppy, your clothes are coming off,” he grabbed Jack’s frock by the sleeves and pulled it off his body, the snaps in the back clicking as they gave way, leaving Jack completely nude save for the collar around his neck. Mister Wolf quickly folded up the garment and put it on the bed. “Stand up Puppy, it’s okay, you’re okay,” the man said soothingly as Jack stood up awkwardly, “Good boy. Show Mister Pig that you’re a good boy and he doesn’t need to be upset with you. I know! Nobody told me your cock was uncut, pull your foreskin back and show us your cock-head.” Jack was too scared to argue or hesitate, he reached down with his left hand (his right arm was still a bit stiff) and used his thumb and forefinger to slide his foreskin back from the head of his cock; his dick was limp, so the foreskin slid back easily, but started to slide down again as soon as Jack released it. Terrified of angering Mister Pig, Jack immediately grabbed his foreskin again and held it back to keep his cock-head on display for Mister Pig and Mister Wolf. “Good boy!” Mister Wolf enthusiastically praised Jack, “I knew you just needed a chance to collect yourself. I know how to smooth this over. Mister Pig has a thing for asses, and I know he really likes yours, but he was annoyed he didn’t get a good view of it when you two…um…met…the other day. Show Mister Pig what a good Puppy you are, kneel on the bed (facing the wall), reach back and hold your ass-cheeks apart, give Mister Pig a good look at your asshole.” Jack felt numb, both his body and his mind, just numb, as he did as Mister Wolf instructed. Letting go of his foreskin, the turned and positioned himself on the bed, putting his ass towards Mister Pig as best he could, then reached back and pulled his butt-cheeks apart, exposing the pink pucker of his butt-hole to the men watching him. “Damn Puppy,” Mister Pig said appreciatively, almost hungrily, “That is one sweet, tight fuck-hole you’ve got, and I fucking LOVE it when a boy has a nice pink pussy like that. Can’t wait to have that little pink cock-holster stretching out around my raw dick. DAMN!” The discomfort, awkwardness, and physical pain of letting himself be fingered before, Jack would have rather relived that a hundred times than go through what he was experiencing now. Willingly selling his body to one man had been degrading, but being forced to expose the most intimate part of his body to two men, to listen while one of them openly, lustfully talked about his plans to sodomize him, and knowing his survival depended on fully submitting to it, the fear that they might hurt Jack even if he complied, the horror and humiliation of it felt like it might physically crush Jack at any moment. “I guess you might be a good Puppy after all,” Mister Pig said, “Rub your finger against your asshole, boy,” Jack did as told, disgusted but scared about what would happen if he didn’t comply. “Don’t stop Puppy, keep it up.” Mister Pig said, and though Jack hadn’t heard any zipper or buttons coming undone, he felt Mister Pig’s hard cock rubbing against the top of his ass. “I could buttfuck you right now, just spit on my cock-head a little and ram in balls deep. You’d groan and do your best not to cry, but you’d let me use your fuck-hole as rough as I wanted, just brutally rape your pretty, pink boy-hole, because you know we own you now, you know you need to be a good boy and keep us happy. I’m right, aren’t I, Puppy?” Jack could only bring himself to nod as his eyes filled up with tears, mentally bracing himself for the rape he knew was coming, listening to Mister Pig (and now Mister Wolf as well) jacking off behind him, preparing their cocks for Jack’s asshole. “Good Puppy.” Mister Pig said, “I’ll cut you a break Puppy, give you a pass since you’re new; we can’t expect you to act perfect on your first day of obedience training. So I’m not gonna shove my cock up your ass, tear your pink little hole apart as I pound the shit out of you, leave you sore, sobbing, and your ass full of my cum.” Mister Pig gently ran his hand up and down Jack’s back a few times, almost lovingly, reassuringly, “Not today at least. But I do want Puppy to get used to having sperm in his fuckhole. So…,” he paused to spit on Jack’s finger as it continued to rub his asshole, “I want you to start fingering yourself. I’m gonna watch while I jack off, gonna cum on your crack and on your pink little cum-hole, and you’re gonna finger my cum into yourself. Then Mister Wolf is gonna give you what’s in his balls. Let’s get started Puppy.” Mister Pig’s voice carried some of the rage from earlier in the last part, a clear, intentional reminder not to resist. Jack rubbed his finger around the area of his asshole slick with spit, and started working his finger into his anus. The fear was making his asshole clench up, and the spit wasn’t helping very much as lube, so it hurt worse than being fingered previously. Jack was too scared to let up though, he forced himself to go slightly deeper, and picked up speed as time passed. He could hear the men behind him jacking off, grunting and gasping, it seemed to go on and on until Jack was sure the spit had all dried up and his finger was dry fucking his hole as deep as he could take it (so far, only to the knuckle). Suddenly he heard Mister Pig let out a string of profanity, and the head of his cock pressed against Jack’s ass-crack. Jack felt cum run down his crack, onto his finger and his asshole. Revulsion washed over him, but he forced himself to do as he had been told. Jack pulled his finger out of his ass, got it slick with cum from his crack, and pushed it back up his ass, gritting his teeth and pushing the finger in all the way to the hilt. Then he pulled the finger out and did it again. Jack heard Mister Wolf groan heavily, and while he didn’t feel a cock against his ass this time, he did feel several spurts of cum splash on his crack. Jack continued to use his finger to gather the cum up and push it into his ass. Over and over his finger came out of him, rubbed his ass-crack for more semen, then went back inside his hole. Finally, as he went to gather the cum that had run down to his balls (the cum from his crack was pretty much gone by now) to push into his ass, Mister Pig told him, “You got almost all of it Puppy, good boy. Go clean up and you can eat. Leave the cum in your ass for as long as you can though. Whenever a man cums inside you, I want you to act as if you’re trying to get pregnant, keep as much spunk in your body for as long as you can.” And with that, Mister Pig left the room, closing the door behind him. Jack heard several clicks as the locks engaged. Getting off the bed, He realized Mister Wolf had left already without him noticing. Jack let the numbness take over again, walked over to the shower, and cleaned himself up, careful not to expel the semen from his ass, knowing the cameras were on him. After he dried off, he stayed naked, let his hunger become his sole focus, walked over to the bowl of stew and began gulping it down, doing his best to ignore the taste of the tears streaming down his face, splashing in his food. Jack did his best to keep himself from thinking or feeling anything apart from his hunger; he didn’t want to think about what just happened, the cum in his ass, or the fact that his cock (despite staying soft) had twitched when he felt Mister Pig’s cock rub against his ass. He didn’t want to think about how he had met two of his captors, a third had been mentioned, and there was no way of knowing how many men were actually involved in this. Above all, Jack didn’t want to think about what would happen the next time the door to his cell opened. [To be continued...]

I think it's good people are coming forward, standing up to harassment and assault, even if it's years or decades after the incident. I understand why people stay quiet; it's hard to speak up when you are worried you won't be believed, or even worse, you know you'll be treated as the one causing the problem because you had the nerve to speak up. If you think NOTHING will happen to the person responsible, and you will lose your job/be punished for speaking out, it's really hard to stand up against it. Plus there is a lot of social stigma and shame (especially for men) who admit they were sexually victimized; a lot of victims won't come forward for that reason alone. People who have never experienced this sort of thing really have no right to make judgements about it, IMO. I was bullied and assaulted (insults, groping, threats of rape and other violence) almost daily for YEARS in High-school; the faculty (especially the douche of a principal) knew, and went out of their way to intimidate the victims into silence, the bullies knew this was going on and it encouraged/emboldened them to amp up their behavior (small town were football/sports were all that mattered to the school). One of the lead football coaches even got fired (and I think went to jail for a while) for coercing students into sex. I've had jobs in which coworkers (male and female) asked intrusive, degrading questions about my sex life because I am gay, things they would NEVER have asked a straight person but somehow felt it was okay to ask me. I had to file a complaint with HR at my last job; a (supposedly straight) male coworker was going up to men who were friendly to me, outing me to them and asking if they were being nice to me because I was giving them some ass. I had a landlord (who was also my roommate) get married; his husband moved in and went out of his way to barge in on me in the bathroom (especially when I showered), and eventually threatened me with (illegal) eviction if I didn't have sex with men of his choosing while he watched (they backed down when I threatened to go to the courthouse and be VERY public about what was happening). During HS, the few times I tried to tell people about it, they either didn't believe me (my parents shrugged it off as "boys teasing/joking around with each other", and the faculty tried to make me think it was my fault somehow, while also acting like I was making it all up and would get in trouble if I "kept lying" to them). At work, supervisors and coworkers never wanted to get involved even if I tried speaking up; luckily at my last job my department leader and the HR manager took complaints VERY seriously and were LGBT-friendly but most places are NOT like that, especially in Red States. During the situation with my roommate and his creep husband, I told someone I thought was a friend about it, his response was to tell me I was a huge slut and ask why I didn't just give the creep what he wanted. As awful as going through something like that is, it is so much worse to open up to someone about what is happening, and have them act like you are to blame, or that you are weak, or that you should just go along with it and not make a big deal out of it. That all being said, I don't think it is accurate to call Spacey a pedophile. From what I have read, he didn't go after children, he went after teenagers. I don't go for anyone under 18 (usually under 30 really), but I feel that if someone is old enough to drive a car (and be responsible for the lives/safety of other people), they are old enough to decide if they want to have sex. Age of consent varies wildly from place to place, but in some places, 14 is legal. Probably an unpopular opinion, but I don't condemn or judge Spacey for liking young teenagers (again, there is a HUGE different between a child under 12 and a teenager, in both physical and mental maturity). If he is guilty, he should be condemned for abusing his authority to pressure people into sex they didn't want, to harass and assault men and teens. I always want to say, that I find it appalling how people will immediately want to crucify any man (gay or straight) who goes after younger partners, but when women do it people laugh and say it's not a big deal. Think of all the women teachers who have been caught fucking 13-16 year old male students, and how people reacted to them. There is a serious double standard at play here; I can't help but feel that Spacey is getting extra attention because he is a man who went after teenage boys; if he had gone after girls (or been a woman), a LOT of people wouldn't give a shit. As for him trying to use "I'm GAY!!!" as an excuse, to imply he can't help it because that's part of being a gay man, to throw people off his trail by turning their wrath on all gay men? That was disgusting and inexcusable, something he should never be forgiven for, even in the unlikely event he was somehow exonerated of all charges/accusations. Semi off topic, but I read that George Takei is being accused of sexual assault as well. I don't tend to either believe or dismiss people's claims until details/evidence emerges, but I feel like this one is bullshit. The story sounds like the guy got drunk off his ass, started playing with Takei and passed out, and looooooonnnngg afterwards decided to call it an assault for publicity or another bullshit reason. I'm worried this movement of victims coming forward will soon be overtaken/overshadowed by liars/publicity/money-seekers, the "boy who cried wolf" effect will go into full swing, and actual victims will go back to being ignored and shunned for coming forward.

Now and then I will get horny/bored enough to go into a gay chatroom on a crappy site that few guys know about/use, mostly fat slobs in their 60s to 80s bitching that they can't find true love because of their age, yet steadfastly refusing to chat with anyone over 25 years old who doesn’t have a porn-star body. The chat software hasn't been updated since like 2000, the chat crashes/boots people for no reason frequently (it's buggy as fuck) and the room has a pathetic max capacity; it's a global chatroom (not localized) so finding someone nearby is next to impossible. Aside from the usual trolls and time-wasters, you'll occasionally find someone fun to chat with, and sometimes I can't resist the urge to troll people who are being extra annoying or painfully stupid. Today I saw a young twinky white boy (20 according to his profile and pics) asking about "safe sex" and how much condoms reduce the risk of anal, how much riskier is it to bottom vs top, how risky is oral vs anal, etc; apparently he was too stupid to use Google or talk to his doctor, and had turned to random men in a shitty chatroom for advice on the subject. Things he said in open chat made it clear he had gone to school in one of those idiot southern towns that teaches jack shit about sex ed (and nothing about gay sex). My inner troll got a raging boner, and this is the chatlog that resulted. Maybe he was trolling me as much as I was trolling him; maybe he was for real. Chat handles and some of the chatlog changed for my privacy/legal protection. **Asterisks before and after indicates a note I added that was not part of the actual chat.** Will post updates if I hear from him again. Enjoy: [ME] hi, I can answer your questions regarding risk factors. [Naive Boy] Hi there. thanks! I appreciate it **At the start of the chat, I start off by saying things that are true, to gain his trust and to gauge what he knows** [ME] first, "safe" and "unsafe" are relative. No sex is 100% risk free. Even jacking a guy off carries a small degree of risk (if your skin is broken and his fluids get on it, for example). So if you can't handle any risk, you should NOT have sex [ME] That said, handjobs are pretty much 0% risk of STDs [Naive Boy] ok that makes sense! Shouldn’t be risky if your hand isn’t hurt **He seems to like me so far, so I decide to test him a bit by mixing truths with things of questionable veracity** [ME] Oral is almost zero risk if you are getting sucked or rimmed. If you are rimming or sucking another guy, the risk is still low but higher than if you are the one getting sucked/rimmed. [ME] The same is true of swallowing piss vs pissing in another guy’s mouth, or swapping spit **After a couple moments he has not replied to me. He has not tried to question or refute what I’m saying, so I figure he’s either seen through my bullshit already and is now ignoring me, or he’s buying it. If it’s the former I’ve already lost so I can’t make things worse, but I figure if it’s the latter, I should press my luck and move on to blatant lies with a few bits of truth thrown in to make the lies more believable, see how he reacts** [ME] condoms don't really protect you during anal whether you are a top or a bottom. While you can get a urinary tract infection as a top from anal sex, the risk of STDs from topping bareback is not really any higher than getting a blowjob [Naive Boy] ok yeah because basically for the top, the action is virtually the same as getting sucked: cock going inside of the guy’s body **He responded, so either he knows I’m full of shit and is trolling me, or he is buying what I’m saying. If he thinks I’m full of shit or is undecided, maybe I can get him back on board. I decide to increase my credibility in his eyes, because even if he’s buying it, the more he trusts me the bigger the lies he’ll swallow later** [ME] when a top gets an STD, it's usually because his cock got cut by a razor shaving too soon before sex, or a fingernail scraped him or a tooth scraped him before fucking. Break in the skin means a chance for transmission [Naive Boy] oh ok that's interesting about the issue with cuts, scratches, etc. I see what you're saying **Is he buying it or not? I can’t tell. I decide to push it, start piling up the lies, but try to state them in ways that still sound plausible** [ME] so normally a top is pretty damn safe, unless he's on drugs or drunk, because of reduced sensitivity he'll have rougher sex and not notice his cock rubbing a bottom's teeth, or dig his fingernail into his cock trying to get it inside the bottom's ass. If you're sober for sex as a top you can pretty much bareback all you want without any worry [ME] with me so far? [Naive Boy] ok see it's cool to actually get some help really understanding since so much information just says: use condoms, all risk is the same. but it doesn't make sense if you think about it logically, like you're explaining. can you help me understand some more about what you meant when you said that condoms don't really protect during anal anyway? **Okay, so I’m thinking the only gay-focused sex education he’s had, was condom-nazis yelling their “all sex is dangerous, use condoms for everything, even oral, or you’ll get AIDS and 50 other STDs the first time you have sex” drivel. Since he has already seen through a lot of their propaganda, maybe I can use that to my advantage. I need to give him basic info that is easily verifiable, meshes with what he’s been told by others, but once that’s done, I need to put things in a context that makes things seem to be the opposite of what the condom-nazis told him, so it reinforces his belief they were lying to him, which will also build his faith in me** [ME] ok let me see if I can word this in a way that makes sense without misleading/misinforming you on anything [ME] this might take a minute [Naive Boy] ok no problem! [ME] So condoms have different materials they can be made of, lambskin, rubber/latex, and different materials for people with latex allergies [Naive Boy] yeah I know that already lol [ME] different materials have different properties and each can break or wear down due to different things, like the lube being used, fingernail tear, etc [Naive Boy] ok [ME] for example, if you use a latex condom (and like 99% of the time guys use latex) with an oil based lube, the condom will slowly break down until it tears open [Naive Boy] oh see I had no idea about that **Seeing an opening, I go for it** [ME] so if a guy was jacking off with oil earlier, or put lotion on after his shower, then goes to fuck you, the leftover oil on his cock can wear down the condom, and during sex it would break inside you [ME] since most men leak out precum during sex, the result is even if the guy stopped and pulled his cock out of you before orgasm, you would still have some of his cum inside you by then [Naive Boy] is precum the liquid that kind of leaks out when you're hard? [ME] yes, it's mostly fluid from your balls without any sperm in it, but sperm CAN be present sometimes. However, it's not the sperm that carries STDs, it's the fluid [Naive Boy] oh ok I didn't realize. yeah most guys I've been with get leak like that **I figure making latex condoms seem weak to oil is good, but I need to hammer home how useless condoms are, but I want to make my arguments stand up somewhat to any Googling he might be doing. I figure shit-talking lambskin will work. If I make one type of condom seem useless, I can get him to start doubting the usefulness of all condoms** [ME] lambskin condoms are used to prevent pregnancy and some STDs, however they basically form a small net that catches the sperm [ME] since the holes in the net are meant to trap sperm, a lot of smaller stuff (like viruses, which are TINY compared to a sperm cell) slips through easily [Naive Boy] oh yeah ok I see what you mean so like even though the semen doesn't go through, the viruses or whatever do [ME] well again, sperm and seminal fluid are 2 separate things that together make up semen [ME] but yeah, the lamb skin condoms stop sperm but not much else [Naive Boy] wow ok see I had no idea about that [ME] latex and plastic condoms can easily degrade, they tend to get tiny holes/tears in them that let stuff through [ME] plus condoms tend to irritate your rectal lining, so if stuff DOES get inside you, you're more likely to get infected. your rectum is actually pretty good at protecting you from infection even if you take cum into your body. Think of it, you literally have shit in there all the time and the bacteria/viruses from that don't get into your bloodstream [Naive Boy] ok and i wonder if like maybe even the anus itself, because I guess it's probablyu kind of acidic (because of digesting stuff), automatically damages the condom, regardless of the material, and even if it doesn't break stuff could go through? [ME] well, if you douche before sex that's not a real issue [Naive Boy] ok got it! [ME] what happens is most people have some degree of latex allergy, and latex/plastic tends to rub/grip your rectum lining as the top fucks you, so it causes tiny tears in your asshole/rectum. put a glove on and rub it against your other hand, versus just rubbing your hands together, you'll see what I mean [Naive Boy] oh yeah I hadn't thought of that but that makes so much sense [ME] so the result using condoms is your rectum is irritated and has tiny tears in it, so if stuff does get past the condom (which happens more often than not), you are MUCH more at risk of it entering your bloodstream (which is how you actually get infected) [Naive Boy] oh wow so basically the condom itself really increases the possibility of infection [ME] if you are letting the top fuck you no condom, that doesn't happen. a HUGE cock can tear your asshole some if you aren't careful, but for most big dicks even if the fuck hurts you some, your asshole is stretching not tearing so it's not a worry **He didn’t respond for a minute and I worried I had overplayed my hand, so I carefully tried to gauge him** [ME] any questions or are you with me so far? [Naive Boy] yes so far so good. because without the condom, there isn't all that irritation as he fucks and most men are not that huge anyway and even if they are, like you said, the pain is from ass stretching and not tearing enough to be a worry [ME] Yes, plus a lot of men do stupid shit like use expired condoms or keep condoms in their pockets/wallet, and the body heat degrades the condom. so men think they are being safe but the condom does nothing or makes things worse [Naive Boy] yeah I always thought condoms are really way more fragile than people think. Expiration dates on condoms always worried me **Okay, so I seem to have him believing condoms are totally worthless. I decide to move on and test his gullibility. I quickly think up something totally raunchy** [ME] okay so got it so far? because the next part you are gonna think I am crazy but it's true. and yes condoms expire/degrade easily, they really don’t do much to protect you [Naive Boy] yes so far so good [ME] do you rim ass or take cock ass to mouth? [Naive Boy] yeah i've done that some, not a lot but yeah I've done it [ME] guys tend to freak out and want it spotlessly clean to do that, but you should do it a little dirty now and then. you'll get sick the first time or two, but then your body will build up immunity and it will protect you from that sort of stuff later. because guys will do stuff like scratch their ass then touch their cock, and then have you suck them. If you have no resistance built up you can get REALLY sick. But if you've rimmed guys a little dirty before or done dirty ass to mouth your body will normally be fine. For example, Hep A, you get it once and NEVER have to worry abaout it again [Naive Boy] whoa I had never thought about it like that before. like about the resistance part! Kind of crazy but it makes so much sense! like how people who get exposed to the flu might get a little sick but then they get resistance. or exposure to other germs and stuff [ME] sort of like a vaccine. this is gross/hard to believe I know but it's true lol, I know most guys don't discuss it during safe-sex talks so thought it should be mentioned. If you said "I don't rim" I would have skipped it [Naive Boy] ok no man I appreciate it because it really opens my eyes to hear this. the usual safe sex information seems so fake and not really authentic to the reality of what really happens between men [ME] I don't know if you have fuck buddies or a boyfriend or what, but you should find a guy who's into having you lick his dirty asshole, do it a couple times, get your resistance up. **Another pause. I figure he’s either been trolling me and I passed his limit, or he was believing me before but finally saw I was lying to him. I almost closed the chat but said fuck it, tried to see if I could get a response** [ME] I know it’s kind of nasty but I’m trying to help you. People usually don’t like talking about this but I figured you should know. It’s obviously up to you if you follow my advice or not ok? [Naive Boy] I know, and thinking it over, it’s gross but it sounds like I need to do it so I definitely will. I don't have a boyfriend but I play around with an older guy semi regularly. we've done some rimming and ass to mouth, once he fucked another boy’s ass and had me suck his cock after he took the condom off. Maybe he’d be into it again, but bareback. I’ll bring it up with him for sure **If he is serious, I don’t want his fuck buddy telling him I’m full of shit and ruining everything, so I try to steer him away from talking to others about it** [ME] you don't have to go into details of why you want it, most guys won't understand it even when it's explained. just ask him if you can try a bit of raunch play, ask him not to shower before you play, tell him you want to smell his balls and armpits unshowered. When you blow him, you should be able to smell if his asshole is dirty, if it is, suck him in different positions until you can start rimming him before he can object (if you can get a your tongue against his dirty butthole for a few seconds, it won’t matter if he makes you stop after, you’ll already have what you need on your tongue). Then you won't need an awkward discussion about wanting to lick his dirty ass, and if he freaks out you can say you didn’t realize his asshole was shitty [Naive Boy] ok good idea. other thing I could do is text him in the morning before he goes to the gym. he showers once a day at the gym. so I know that if we do it before he goes the gym, he won't have showered for a day. [ME] ok. sorry if a bit gross, but to be clear, you want to be licking him when he's taken a dump but hasn't showered since then [ME] a sweaty ass crack/butthole isn’t enough, you need to get some of his shit on your tongue [Naive Boy] ok he has to have taken a dump recently? if he took one the night before and didn't shower after, that's not enough? **I don’t want him over thinking this and deciding not to do it, so I move on** [ME] that should be fine. my point is you need him to be dirty and not just sweaty. that's all. ready for next topic? [Naive Boy] yes thanks! I am ready **I figure, if he’s for real and buying it all, I might as well aim for the stars. I take a moment and start in again, still mixing truth with lies in case he checks anything* [ME] so you get condoms don't really protect you, right? we clear on that? [Naive Boy] Yeah I don’t see a point in using them anymore. If anything, it sounds like using them makes things more risky for the bottom [ME] but if you get fucked bareback, you still need to protect yourself [ME] so best ways to protect yourself, first, ask guys before sex if they are [ME] negative [ME] if they say No, ask when their last test/screening was. If it was more than 3 months ago, find another guy [Naive Boy] ok so if neg and test was 3 months or less, that's fine [ME] HIV takes a while to build up in the body. If a guy was tested six months ago, had sex and got infected 5 months ago, he will at the peak viral load and high risk of infecting you. and if a guy doesn’t get tested regularly, he's not being cautious and you shouldn't have sex. While if a guy got tested 3 months ago, got infected the night after he was tested, you can take his cum up your ass and the viral load will be minimal, though still have some risk [ME] make sense? [Naive Boy] yeah that makes sense, I guess **I don’t like the “I guess” part, but decide to press on with an all-or-nothing bid to try to get him pozzed** [ME] ok, so like the dirty rimjob stuff, this will sound crazy but it's true [Naive Boy] ok [ME] the best men to have fuck you bareback, are guys who tell you they are poz, especially poz undetectable. A neg top (like I said earlier) can get infected, not know it, and have an extremely high viral load (the number of HIV viruses in a drop of blood, more virus per drop means more chance of infecting you). A poz guy will be on medication to reduce his viral load, most guys on meds will be undetectable, meaning their is little or no active virus in their body, so they literally CANNOT infect you [Naive Boy] so it's about the quantity of the virus in the blood then and a guy who is poz and on meds, has a very little. so safer than a guy who isn't sure because he could have a high level. and the poz guy if you can’t detect it at all, then no way to infect, good to know! [ME] plus, poz men have to get tested regularly as part of treatment, so they know and get treated quickly if they catch another STD. neg guys will often get an HIV test once a year and nothing else, so they might get say the clap, and not know till they get sores on their cock much later, by which time they gave it to a dozen boys [Naive Boy] wow yeah that makes sense! because he's getting tested and treated for stuff [ME] funny huh? if I started chat saying "safest sex is letting poz guys cum in your ass bareback, and licking dirty assholes" you probably wouldn't have reacted well huh? lol, but now you get it, right? [Naive Boy] YEAH! Now i get it totally get it. I used to be really kind of like militant about condoms but was always curious about bareback. but talking to you has really changed my mind honestly. Licking a shitty butthole still grosses me out, but I guess I need to do until I get sick so I don’t get even sicker later [ME] last bit of advice, don't ask for advice from people like you did in chat, I know a lot but most guys are idiots, they'll tell you to stick to condoms and neg-only for your tops. You are honestly better off getting fucked bareback by men who you know are poz. Plus the sex will be way hotter I promise. You gonna seek out poz guys to bareback you from now on? just curious [Naive Boy] well see here's the thing, I'm kind of nervous to use condoms now because I realize that if I do, when I bottom, it will put me at a higher risk instead of protecting me. and if the guy says he's neg, still he might not know for sure so that's bad. but if he's poz that means he's on treament. and even if he's not undetectable, there will be less risk, especially if it's bareback because then no risk of the condom doing damage to my insides and then breaking inside me anyway. Am I getting it right? That’s how I feel now anyway **He seems to be buying it. I give it a last push** [ME] like I said, the safest sex is to have guys you know are poz fuck you bareback, and it’s perfectly fine to let them cum in you. Plus if a guy is honest in telling you he is poz that means you can trust him to be honest about other STDs. Plus, like we’ve talked about, exposure gives you resistance. So if you let medicated poz men cum in your ass, you’ll build up resistance, so you can let anyone fuck you without worrying about HIV because you’ll basically be immune. You just need to find lots of poz men to fuck your ass bareback to get to that point. Make sense? If you have questions feel free to ask [Naive Boy] it’s weird, but you made this all make sense to me [Naive Boy] thanks so much man! [ME] so you good now? gonna start letting poz guys fuck you bareback? [Naive Boy] yes! because I want to have good sex but I really want to stay safe too [ME] cool. glad I could help you. [Naive Boy] thanks for your time! [ME] hey, one last thing, if you don't mind? [Naive Boy] no problem sure [ME] this is for my own pervert desire, but could you email me on here and tell me about how things go, when you give your buddy your first dirty rimjob? And if you get poz cock in your ass and feel like telling me, I love hearing about other guys' sex lives, especially guys new to bareback sex [Naive Boy] I sure will. I feel so much more confident about barebacking now [ME] you really are much safer getting fucked bareback by a dozen guys who are open about being poz, than having 2 or 3 "neg" guys fuck you with condoms on. So I hope you will feel free/confident enough to go out and take a lot of poz cocks and cum [Naive Boy] yes I will! [Naive Boy] thanks again man! ttyl -- user left or got disconnected --

Chapter One: Barely making enough to cover rent and groceries, and with another semester’s worth of books and tuition fast approaching, Jack had reluctantly accepted the opportunity for quick cash. And now, here he was, walking up the street towards the house where he would be whoring himself out. The place where he’d have sex with a man he had met via a deepweb gay escort site, whom he hadn’t seen and would not be seeing (well, except for maybe his cock), a man who, in a few minutes, would be fucking his ass bareback. Jack paused, almost mid-step. Was he really going to do this, let some random stranger fuck his ass, cum in his ass, possibly give him HIV or other diseases, just for a few dollars? What if his girlfriend or friends at school found out? What if the cops busted him for prostitution? No, he told himself as he resumed his previous pace, he was going to let a man discreetly use his ass for a half-hour, in exchange for more money than he would make in two weeks at his 9-to-5 job, and his weekend tutoring gigs, COMBINED. Nobody would find out about this, the website they met on used crypto currency, serious encryption, and had other safeguards in place to ensure privacy for its users; there were no notes at home or messages on his phone about this; nobody knew about this, or would ever know about this, except Jack and his client. And, the man had grilled Jack about his sexual history, even made him show proof of a recent STD/HIV screening, before he had been willing to actually meet up. The guy Jack was meeting said he was closeted and couldn’t risk catching anything, so he was willing to pay to use Jack’s straight, virgin asshole. All Jack had to do was show up, bend over, let the man finger and fuck his ass for a bit, then he could go home, get drunk, and put it all out of his mind. Hell, he could use some of the cash to pay Quinn or Linda to cover his shift tomorrow, take the day off. If the client liked him well enough, and Jack didn't hate it too much, this could even be a recurring source of considerable income. Jack spotted a gnarled, twisted, barren tree across the street, and realized he had reached his destination. He didn’t need to check the address to make sure, the property was exactly as the man had described it, creepy tree and all. Glancing to make sure nobody was around to see him, he walked up the driveway, quietly opened the gate to the side of the garage, and started walking down the path towards the backyard. He made his way around the back of the house, and went up the steps onto the back deck. The deck was large, and was enclosed by walls that were nearly a bare frame, almost like a shed on stilts, but with something lining the interior that Jack assumed was there to muffle sound. The door had been left often. It was surprisingly heavy, felt like thick wood, Jack was surprised it wasn't a simple screen door. Shrugging, he closed it behind him and noticed there was a short hallway of sorts, lined by floor-length curtains. At the end of the hallway, was a sheet of reinforced plywood with a large gloryhole cut into it. Jack walked to the gloyrhole and realized there was another curtain behind it, which prevented Jack from seeing anything (or anyone) on the other side. The single dim bulb overhead hummed softly. Jack was both a bit unnerved and appreciative of how someone (probably his client) had clearly DIY'd the back porch into a place suited for exactly the sort of hookup they were having. Though given what he was willing to pay Jack for 30 minutes of his time, maybe the man had paid someone else to do the work. Jack pondered the awkwardness of describing to someone exactly how you wanted your sex-room to be set up. A sharp knocking sound from the gloryhole’s frame caught Jack’s attention and his thoughts about his surrounding's construction evaporated; it was a signal his client was aware of his presence and ready to go. Jack cleared his throat and quickly stripped off his clothing, tossing them into a pile a few feet closer to the door. Once he was nude, he turned in a slow circle to show off his body, as his client had requested in their messages. He wasn't sure how his client was seeing him put himself on display, and the thought of a hidden camera worried him, but he figured it was too late to protest now. The curtain behind the gloryhole parted just slightly, and a paper bag was thrown onto the floor in front of Jack. Peeking inside, Jack could see the money was all there, possibly even more than they had agreed on. He briefly considered running off, but thought better of it; he’d never get his clothes on fast enough to run off with the cash unchallenged, there was no way he was running away naked, and besides, he was hoping this would be an ongoing thing, right? Jack gave up on the idea of leaving with both the money and his dignity intact. He tossed the bag onto his pile of clothes, walked to the gloryhole, turned around and bent over so his ass was against the opening. “I’m not sure if you can tell from back there, but I’m in position for, uh, you know…” Jack said, resisting the urge to say “In position to be robbed of my manhood, and desperate to get this over with”. Jack heard movement behind him, felt the curtain brush against his left buttcheek, then felt something cold and wet touch his asscrack. He resisted the instinctual reflex to pull away. The cold wet thing ran up his crack slightly, and rubbed his butthole. Was it the guy’s cock? A dildo? No, the movements and size made him realize it was a gloved finger. The finger pressed against his asshole, and with a sudden forceful poke, penetrated his anus. He couldn’t keep from jerking away for a split second, but forced himself to lean back again, to let the finger slide back into his asshole. It wiggled around inside him, going in and out, working deeper with each push into him. His hole clenched without him meaning to, but he couldn’t make it relax. The finger abrubtly withdrew. This was almost as awkward as the sudden entry had been, but Jack felt a sense of relief with it. His relief was short-lived, as almost immediately, 3 fingers thrust into his asshole. There was much more lube on the fingers than had been on the first one, but the sharpness of the entry, along with how much wider his asshole was being opened, and how deep the fingers had gone, made Jack gasp in surprise. His orifice being invaded wasn't too painful exactly, but there was an intense discomfort, and a pressure similar to needing to take a dump, only much more intense, focused in a small area around the fingers. The enema wand earlier had not been so bad, and it had made Jack think that maybe getting fingered and fucked wouldn’t be a horrible ordeal. Now that he was being fingered though, he didn’t know how long he could take it, or how he was going to deal with a cock entering him. The fingering seemed to go on and on, and his insides burned slightly at first, but the unpleasant sensations slowly faded. The fingers occasionally withdrew, and more lube was added when they re-entered his asshole. The fingers slowly stretched his asshole open wider and wider, and moved in a circle so that his asshole was stretched up and down, sideways, pulled open every which way. Each stretching motion brought a new wave of discomfort and sometimes pain, but it subsided over time. After what seemed like hours but was probably about 10-15 minutes, Jack realized his asshole was not just relaxed or used to the finger-fucking, but had started going numb. The realization made him aware that his legs had started to go numb as well. So had his arms, and he was feeling light-headed. He wondered if it was some panic/stress response to getting his asshole played with, or the the tension in his body was taking a toll. Not wanting his client to notice and get upset, he tried to lean back against the gloryhole frame. Yet again, the fingers slid out of his ass and entered a moment later with more lube on them. However, this time he only felt it on the outside of his asshole; he couldn’t feel anything from his insides anymore, save a very slight sensation of wanting to be empty again. Another few moments, and his knees buckled. He didn’t simply fall face down on the floor all at once, it was more like he kneeled, then tried to steady himself on all fours, failed, and lied down on the floor without wanting or meaning to do so; a slow motion collapse he could not control or prevent. He simply couldn’t get his body to hold him up any longer; his limbs refused to move the way he wanted them to, they almost refused to move at all. The curtains near the gloryhole opened up suddenly. A man emerged, dressed in a leather suit, with a leather hood that resembled a pig. It reminded Jack of the leather puppy-hood he had found in his cousin's closet last year, but instead of making him chuckle, it made him afraid. Jack found himself too scared and disoriented at this point to speak. He was unable to resist as the man in the Pig mask pulled his arms behind him and put him in handcuffs, gagged him, and put a cloth sack over his head. Though diminished, Jack still had enough feeling in the outer ring of his asshole to feel that something very similar to the enema wand was being inserted into his rectum. He had the sensation of a gush of liquid entering his rectum (a feeling of pressure, coupled with cold, and a slight gurgling noise). As the object was pulled out of his asshole, Jack tried to raise his head, to speak, to kick, to shit out the liquid, to do anything, but his body would not respond. Time passed. A minute? Five minutes? Ten Minutes? Longer than that? He couldn’t tell. His senses grew more numb and distorted by the second. His mind grew fuzzy and tired. Thinking was unbearably hard. He couldn’t focus, despite the fear pumping adrenaline through his system. His mind was a fog-covered maze, and he briefly thought he saw music and tasted something Purple. He also thought that maybe he felt someone lift his legs and start dragging him across the floor, but the sensation was muted as he was overcome by a dreamless sleep. [To be continued....] Author's Note: Just a story I started writing for Halloween. I have plans to continue it but make no promises about when updates will be. The initial post is pretty tame (gay-for-pay prostitution and drugging someone, no big deal) but the finished story will include men being raped bareback, savagely beaten, and possibly worse. Happy Halloween!

Could be one of several problems: Turn down the water pressure if it's a hose/shower douche. Filter the water before using if it's a bulb/bottle douche. Finger some lube into your asshole before douching. Do smaller amounts of water, hold it inside for a few minutes longer than you were, then release. EDIT TO ADD: I use a shower hose type enema, usually take as much water as it comfortable, hold it like 5 minutes, then release it. Do that like 3 times. Wait about 15-30 minutes, do it another 1-2 times. Then a few minutes before I'm going to play, I touch-up/double-check with a bulb/fleet enema (if using fleet, dump out the saline and use water).

Let's see: One time I had a guy on A4A hit me up, I told him "no thanks" because his profile indicated we were looking for different things. He sent me pics and told me his profile didn't cover everything he enjoyed, that he was horny and wanted some ass for a quickie breeding before going to sleep. I went because it was late, not many guys available, and I wanted a load. I got there, sucked him a while, until it became clear he wasn't going to get hard, and I realized he wasn't drunk or on weed, he was wrecked on some hardcore stuff. He admitted he had been doing drugs for about half a day, had gotten horny and had invited me over expecting me to hang out and suck his (limp) dick for several hours while he continued his drug binge, but he expected to fuck me eventually after the drugs wore off some; the whole story of a pump-and-dump was a lie. I told him I had work soon and couldn't do that (didn't call him out for lying or the drug use or his cock being useless, figured there was no point in arguing with a drug addict while he was high). As I was leaving, he got bitchy and told me I seemed very self-centered and uptight, I expected too much of people, I needed to learn to have fun (think he wanted me to come back inside and get high with him), all sorts of stupid bullshit. The next day he messaged me saying he'd had a great time and wanted to know if I could come back sometime. I don't mind guys having a few drinks, doing poppers, smoking weed, or even doing some coke, but after that guy, if I meet a guy into serious drugs, I bail. I kicked a guy out of my room at a bathhouse once. The guy was younger than I usually go for but hung and very fit, and had been following me around. When it came time to play, he got all nervous and didn't want to fuck or get blown, just jack off together. I said I wasn't into that and asked him to go. Then he started rambling about how he'd never been with a guy before, was super nervous about gay sex, was nervous about STDs, etc. I bluntly told him if he was worried about STDs and still coming to terms with his sexuality, he shouldn't be in a bathhouse. He thanked me and started talking to me and asking questions, in that naive way young gay guys do when they're fishing for their first gay friend/mentor. I (gently) made it clear I wasn't there for that, then in a "joking-but-not-really" way told him he was cock-blocking me and needed to get out of my room pronto. I have also bailed on guys for: being a bottom when they advertised as a top, having a disgusting home (as in bad smells, bugs, etc), expecting to use condoms when they said they were into barebacking previously, expecting me to sneak in/out of their home so family/roommates don't find out, bad hygiene, having other people there (as in, expected to have group sex and didn't discuss it with me first).