badjujuboy

While I luv sucking a cock and could/have spent hours servicing one, 95% of the time it’s definitely foreplay for a good fuck. That’s my experience… and I’ve never had to insist on it. 🙂

Nothing like gob!

The term “jabby” you mention nails it. I find thin cocks to do just that and prefer thicker ones but like you… bonus points for longer thick ones.

Definitely! I started out getting into piss by being pissed on… still enjoy it but prefer to drink it. For me to get into piss porn… the bttm has to be drinking from the tap or I can’t really get into it.

My first time was right after I was fucked and the guy got up and pulled me into the bathroom and he sat on the toilet. He grabbed my dick and told me he wanted my piss. It surprised me but I obeyed… After that I was intrigued with finding out what it was like to taste and drink piss. Luckily, I met my first Daddy right after that and was trained to drink piss from the tap.

For me the word “cock” does it. It seems raw (pun not intended 😃) and appropriate when I say it or hear a man use it when referring to the Dom/Top/Daddy’s tool. I find myself using “dick” when referring to a sub/bttm/boy’s. There’s a difference.

Can say yes to this… Also, in a pinch I’ve removed the shower head from the hand held shower types and inserted the hose if one was available… just make sure you look at the end of the hose for any hazards.

For me it was painful at first. It didn’t help we were drunk HS kids and it just happened with no thought to lube and prepping. I realized it’s not like in the movies. Luckily it wasn’t “messy” and the pain subsided but I could feel I had been fucked for a few days after. I also had a buddy whose first time went badly as his bf was huge and caused some damage the first time… again with no planning.

I get the same reaction but only on parts of my body but the areas seem to increase and I may end up like you but so far I’ve not had it happen and have no problem taking a wrapped cock.

Def unplanned… it just happened organically… we were young and thought we were invincible. I ran around with a small circle of guys and we made our way around with each other over time. A few months after taking his raw load, he and his bf at the time got tested due to a scare but tested neg. That made me use condoms until I met my first Daddy after college and it was raw from the get go. So at that point it was planned. He was neg and I wanted his load in my cunt… Now, PrEP allows me to continue enjoying loads.

Good question and have thought about myself. I prefer a rock hard cock myself penetrating and filling me. I’ve seen porn where the top’s cock is large, length-wise, but seems to bend quite a bit as he’s putting it in and never gets hard enough to do more than just slide in and out… the feeling is different.

As I’ve stated in another thread… As for me, I ultimately am the one that has the control when submitting to another man. The man must show me that he… for lack of a better word… is worthy of my submission. I value myself enough to know when to walk away or stop the encounter and have, In fact, done it. To me, sex is a power exchange where I grant him the power and we both get what we want out of it: I become a cunt and he gets to use me for his enjoyment.

I was trained by starting off by drinking it diluted … half water and half piss… then working up to full strength. You might try seeing how much piss vs water you can take at first and then work up from that. To be honest, it didn’t take me long to work up to 100% piss as the taste and thought of servicing my Daddy as a urinal increased my craving for piss. You also need to take into account how strong his piss is… beer piss vs morning piss when first starting out on urinal training.

Basically, it depended on my mood. Brummie was when I was in the mood for a bad boy. Plus, I was I’n my Peaky Blinders phase. 😀

And as someone who has spent time in the UK… I’m a sucker for the Brits… whether it’s RP, Cockney or Brummie and my mood. 🙂

Definitely… I was at a club and saw this hot guy talking to a friend of mine. I asked him about the guy… he smiled and asked if I wanted to meet him. I said of course and he took me up to him and introduced us. I heard his squeaky voice and did my best to to not have my jaw drop completely open. I turned around to my friend after, only to see him laughing at my reaction. Needless to say… that was it for me …though we sometimes hung around in the same circles.

I could go either way… I enjoy kissing as a way to being more intimate but there have been times where a fuck is just a fuck and the kissing doesn’t matter. I’ve had long-time FBs where kissing was never on the table… whether on my part or theirs.

Ethically speaking, you have nothing to worry about. You connected years after he was one of your students. Think of it this way- If you were a someone in a management position and several years later connected with a former employee that you briefly worked over… would you feel the same way? The stigma of teacher/student is definitely at play here which you’ll need to deal with and decide what your course of action is. I will say that I have a relative who married a student who they taught in high school shortly after the student graduated. As far as anything happened while they were student/teacher, nothing occurred per the family. Yet, it still is a topic that comes up. Perhaps you’re also worried that he will disclose your encounter and it will take a life of its own… teacher and student have sex even though 10 years have passed between that dynamic and now. People have a way of “editing” the story when passing it on.

This I would agree with. I would think he’s dealing with the knowledge that the “truth” he knew was not what is, in fact, reality. He is processing that and may be trying to rationalize things by coming up with irrational and ignorant statements. Continue to be the same person you were before… you haven’t change by simply coming out… his world has changed and he needs to deal with it. I hope your relationship with him survives this.

Many a time I have leaned over and passed the time as we made our way to our destination. 😀

All I can speak to is my experience. I never experienced true pain in the sense that the pain was uncomfortable when fisted… The first time I was fisted I had already been able to large toys and my Daddy was very experienced in fisting and had the patience to allow me to take it at a pace that my body was ensured it a pleasurable (and unenhanced I might add) experience. That and lots of lube, as others mentioned, was the key for me.

Using the above example and by no means knocking @BootmanLA or disagreeing with him…. to me this thread seems to be equating preferences… to an extent at times… with racial discrimination. Say I state I prefer orange soda and absolutely will not drink a cola even if I am dying of thirst because of the ingredients of the cola even if they will not do me any harm and satisfy my thirst. That to me is the distinction between preference and discrimination using the soda analogy. So if you have a preference … by all means you’re welcome to it. But the minute you start disparaging those outside your preference… then we have issues.

I’d have to say racism is Latin American certainly exists. It goes back to the Spanish and Portuguese colonization and increased as slaves from Africa were introduced. The Spanish “Casta” (caste) system is a perfect example of this. The Spanish were the apex of the hierarchy (excluding Portuguese colonies for this example). Any offspring resulting in the intermingling with the indigenous population were of lower caste. What’s is surprising that a family could “regain being Spanish” within three generations BUT only on through the male lineage (a topic for another day): Spaniard & Indian woman - male child: Mestizo Mestizo & Spanish woman - male child: Castizo Castizo & Spanish woman - Spanish children This caste system also includes a hierarchy for those of African descent but without being able to become “Spanish” again. All this has resulted in a very overt discrimination based on skin color/shade. Just as an example… turn to your local Spanish language channel in the evenings when the telenovelas are on. You’ll notice the main protagonists will be light skinned European in appearance while the “staff”’will be appear darker/indigenous. Latin America colonization can be seem in every family as the skin tones can run the gamut from light skin/blond/blue-eyed to very dark skin/dark curly/black-eyed children within the same family. Unfortunately in some families, the children are treated differently. All this results in creating overt/covert systemic racial discrimination.

Going Home 4 After being on display, I now felt at ease being led on a leash making our way through the crowd. I didn’t care anymore... everyone here had seen me and it would soon be known around town. My cunt began to ache watching the fucking grinning bare-chested skin just looking at me. His smooth chest was highlighted with a blue swallow on each pec diving down as if to feed on each of his thick tits. Jac stood there with thick muscled legs spread apart, boots firmly planted on concrete floor staring at me and then down to the thick outline of his cock stretching the worn and thin fabric of his yellow piss and cum crusted jockstrap. Then, I saw a rubbered-up skin approach him with a beer. I hesitated... It was boy, one of Matt’s pack. It had been a while since I had the ginger skin and, by the looks of him now, his Daddy had been working on his mods. The rings on his tits had obviously been up-gauged and stood out from his rubber harness edged in yellow with matching laces on his 10-hole rangers. His black rubber jockstrap shone with a bright yellow stripe that bulged out from the heavy ball weight gripping his sac. “C’mon, Sammy.” Daddy ordered, pulling me forward into view of the laughing boy. “Fucking SAMMY?!” boy chuckled, taking a swig of beer and looking me over with a smirk. “Been a while, mate.” “You know this one, boy?” Jac laughed. “Of course, he does...” came a chuckle from behind us.... It was Matt. “Sammy’s had the pleasure of my pack.” Turning around, I saw Matt in a totally different light from the usual. Much like me, he was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. He stood there booted as I took in the leather harness showing off his muscular pecs that showed off his ringed tits. I glanced down to his leather jockstrap bursting at the seams from his cock and balls remembering the pleasure on the faces of his pack as they serviced the alpha. “Dan... good to see ya! I heard you were back in town but didn’t know about this.” he said, grabbing my Daddy in a bear hug and motioning to me. “What can I say? I missed my cuntboy.” Daddy chuckled, his hand wandering down my cunt and fingering it. “And yours? I heard you got yourself one too.” “Well, more so a pair of cunts now...” Matt smiled stepping aside to reveal his prized possessions. “Goddamn Matt!” Daddy exhaled seeing the pair being led by chain leashes attached to thick septum rings. His hands roamed their smooth taught muscled bodies showing the results of hours of work put into becoming objects of pure sex. He traced the matching swirls of dark ink tattooed on their harnessed pecs with his calloused fingers... one edged in yellow and the other in kelly-green. He marveled at the large gauged rings permanently placed through their thick pig tits before moving to the shorter of the two. He stood at 5’11”, 195 lbs. with short buzzed brown hair... his emerald eyes showing his desire to serve. “This is cunt,” Matt proudly said. Daddy held the stretched out yellow pouch barely holding the melon-sized engorged sac underneath the thick but impotent tina dick and took hold of the sac... “Doesn’t feel like saline,” Daddy said grabbing the sac tightly causing cunt to growl. “Permanent...” Matt responded with a smile. “Fuck Matt! Beautiful... and the other?” Moving to the taller one, he stood looking up into a pair of obedient grey eyes. Standing at 6’4” 250lbs. with a black buzz cut, this one was another piece of perfection. I watched as Daddy moved down his pecs to solid abs and grab the almost flattened green mesh jockstrap searching for cock flesh. I saw him chuckle as he felt the cage surrounding the roided nub of a once powerful cock hidden in the folds of shrunken sac. “That’s cunt whore... caged and cock’s even more useless than cunt’s here.” “That so?” Daddy chuckled, releasing the useless mound and looking at me to gauge my reaction. “Yep...nothing but cunts now. Show him,” Matt ordered brusquely and they turned to present a pair of thick permanently erupting cuntlips on each of them. “Like I said... cunts.” “Fucking perfection!” Daddy laughed, slapping Matt on the back and handing him a beer. “So... Dan,” Matt said studying me. “Have to admit, that look’s an improvement but I could give you some pointers. You should see my puppy. He’s being prepared to show at the moment.” I winced hearing them discuss me and knowing Matt’s penchant for body mods. Not only had he totally transformed these three into perfect sexual objects, he transformed another one into an incredible human pup with a cock capable of knotting itself to any cunt. We stood there for a bit drinking. At some point, Jac ended up behind me teasingly rubbing his mesh pouched cock against my ass. Moving my hands behind my back, I reached to feel the hardness of his cock as I took in the room. It was hot and musky with a feeling of masculine sexuality pervading the very air. That’s when I felt the metal shafts protruding from the bottom of the shaft... I quickly pulled my hand back as he pulled me into his pecs. “That’s right, cunt... you’re gonna feel my cock splitting you open.” he growled into my ear. Looking to my side, I saw boy and Frankie on their knees servicing Matt’s cock... Matt was a master of getting his cock in every sub... no doubt at some point Frankie’d be visiting his dungeon and I felt a twinge of jealousy. Feeling a strange hand gripping my crotch, I turned to face Greg leaning over my shoulder and whispering in Jac’s ear before licking the sweat off my neck. “Enjoy Sammy.” he grunted and slipped away. “OK cunt, time for us to do our thing.” Jac whispered in my ear before pulling another bullet out of his boot and handed it to Daddy. “A little extra Boss, for the gift.” he growled, before pressing his hand between my ass cheeks, causing me to jump. Seeing my reaction, Daddy laughed taking hit and passing it around. “Go on...” “Boss,” Jac nodded, grabbing my leash and wrapping it around his tatted hand before leading me into the darkness. Walking down the dimly lit hallway, I could hear the sounds of sex begin to grow louder. Still on we went until the sounds began to quiet again... I knew then what was to happen. Once we reached the heavy metal door, Jac forced the door open, leading me into the large room painted completely black. The boom of the metal door closing echoed throughout as my eyes struggled to adjust to spotlights shining over the raised center stage. “C’mon... cunt...” Jac growled, forcefully pulling me up the staircase to the center of the stage and securing me to the floor by my leash and walked to the dimly lit edge of the stage. “Fuck...” I moaned, desperately wanting to go to him. God was beautiful. His thick tits surround by pink half-dollar sized areolas on his alabaster white rock-hard pecs stiffened. Slowly, Jac approached me until he was just inches out of my reach. He stood there looking down on me with an air of superiority placing his polished boot within reach. Greedily, I leaned in and placed my cuntmouth on the cap of his boot and tasted the sharpness of the boot black. The mate was next and I quickly moved to it, covering it in the juices of my cuntmouth. My breathing grew ragged as I moved up the shaft of the boot and began caressing his muscled legs. I continued up towards the object of my desire as the scent of musk, piss and cum filled my nostrils. Inhaling deeply, my lips finally made contact with the stretched material encasing his bulging crotch. “Fuck!” Jac hissed from the sensation of my cuntmouth moving over the rigid outline of his cock. His left hand firmly grasped the back of my head and pulled me in as he leaned down to take hold of my right tit with his other. Letting out a moan, my cuntmouth opened wide and took hold of the mound. I began to chew and suck juices now leaking out.... Holding my cuntmouth against his rigid cock, he tightly gripped my head like a vise and hissed between clenched teeth... “Goddamn!!! Use that fuckin cuntmouth boy!” I obeyed and continued on the straining mesh pouch before working my way up to grip the waistband with my teeth. My chin now hitting his engorged cock, I began to lower the waistband “Yeh, cunt... tell Jac what you want.” “Cock...your cock...” I struggled to plead. I continued on my mission... slowly exposing the base of his thick cock and down the long shaft to finally release the enormous head with a sharp slap to my forehead. “All the fucking way!” I quickly pulled it down past his thighs to the floor only to have him step out of it and hold my head to the floor with his heavy boot. “A’right cunt... get up here and suck my cock.” he growled, releasing me from my leash, and stepping back. Immediately, I rose to my knees and saw Jac’s totally exposed package. “Fuck!” I moaned, seeing the throbbing cock rise and fall to show the Jacob’s Ladder running down the length of the thick shaft. Without a thought, I crawled quickly to him and moved to take the cock before feeling the sharp slap against my face. “DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION, CUNT?!” he bellowed. “No, Sir,” I responded, lowering my head to the floor. “Sorry, Sir. Please...” “A’right you worthless cunt, I want to feel your warm cuntmouth... get up here and suck my cock.” Raising my head, I placed my lips over the thick helmet and slowly moved down the shaft, feeling the bumps of the Jacob’s Ladder against them. “What the fuck you waiting for?!” he yelled, grabbing my head and forcefully guiding it in and out of my cuntmouth. Trying not to gag, I opened my throat to swallow the studded cock as he pounded my cuntmouth. The faster the strokes, the more I began to moan, wanting to feel the metallic cock in my cunt and I sucked harder. After a good amount of face-fucking, he pushed my head off and I heard the motorized sound of chains clinking. “Need to try your other cunt now...” A sling suspended by four heavy lengths of chain came down from the rafters. Jac pushed me backwards on my knees with a booted kick towards the sling. “Up.” Now standing, Jac pushed me back onto the sling and restrained my wrists. Next, he secured my head to the sling... completely immobilizing my head in a strapped hood. Making his way down, he stood between my legs and secured them exposing my cunt. He moved in and began slapping the pouch securely holding my caged cock and sac with one hand. With the other, he sank two of his long fingers inside me and spread them. “Nothing but a cunt...now, Sammy. Besides Dan and, I assume Frankie, when was the last time you took a cock in your cunt?” “Fuck!” I moaned, feeling his opening me up. “14 years!” “Did you miss it?” he asked slipping a third finger into me... ”Be honest.” “YES! YES! I MISSED COCK!” I yelled, finally saying it out loud, no longer denying anything. “Good answer cuntboy... cuntboys will always need cock...” he smiled, bending down and pulling a large dosed rig from his boot and moving to the head of the sling. “I think that answer deserves a reward.” “Shit yes!” I moaned, watching him tighten the tourniquet around my bicep and slam me. The rush was immediate and I began to see stars as my ears rang. My body was on fire and my hips began to buck and expose my throbbing cunt while my head struggled to take Jac’s cock. “Fuck my cunt!” I begged, wanting to feel Jac’s studded cock shred my cunt. “Yeh?” Jac laughed, now standing between my spread legs and holding the object of my desire in the palm of his left hand. “Think you can take this?" “Yeah!” I begged ... my eyes darting down to the shaft as I felt him begin slipping one, then two fingers into my cunt. “Fucking want to feel that cock shred my cunt!” “Fuck Sammy,” he laughed... “You are one twisted cunt.” growled slipping a third finger inside me and spreading me open. I continued to beg until Jac pressed his throbbing cock at my cuntlips, until he broke through. “Oh God!” I groaned, feeling the metal sliding against the walls of my cunt until he disappeared completely inside me. “So good... so fucking good!” “Fuck yeh... you’ve taken it all.” “Goddamn, Sir!” I moaned, squirming and enjoying the feeling of cock inside me as his crotch rubbed against my cage. He began to thrust into me.... slowly at first and then increasing in speed. I couldn’t get enough of his cock and I began to fill the room with my ecstatic cries as he gave me the rut of my life. I felt every laddered cock fuck he gave me. Suddenly, he pulled out and walked away. Left hanging there, I began to panic fearing I had done something wrong and would not get his load. “Please!” I begged profusely... “Fucking breed my cunt!” Returning, Jac stood next to my face with his sweaty jock in his hands. He began slapping his engorged cock against my lips; but with every move I made towards it, he pulled back. “Open up,” he ordered. I opened up, thinking he was going to fuck my face again but Jac shoved the ripe jock into my cuntmouth and I began to suck on the soaked mesh, swallowing the rankness. I had been broken further and I knew my Daddy had ordered this. “Fucking no good spun cunt!” Jac sneered and secured my head further until all I could see were the metal chains of the sling above me leading into the darkness. Moving towards my cunt again, he shoved his throbbing cock in one thrust to the hilt burying it into my welcoming cunt. The rutting began again... this time more painful that before and I gripped the jock with my teeth to prevent me from screaming out in a combination of pain and ecstasy. It continued until I felt him slowly pulling back until only the very tip of his cock remained. Jac then grunted and hit my ass cheek with a hard slap and pushed his cock back into my cunt. Feeling the sudden invasion, my body stiffened and my cuntlips tightened as he repeated the process over and over again... my ragged breath covered the now soaked jock revealing the pleasure I was experiencing. Jac continued fucking me as I gripped the chains with my sweaty hands and looked up into the darkness as my cunt pulsated. Jac’s thrusts began to slow and length, signifying he was close. Willing my cunt to tighten around the shaft, I began to moan loudly as I felt the metal bars against the now raw walls of my cunt. “Fuck yeh, cunt! Take my fucking load!” he yelled shoving his cock to the root inside me and depositing a huge load before falling on top of me. We remained like that for a bit... my skin master inside of me. “Yeh, good little cunt....” he sneered, slowly removing the studded shaft from my cunt. “Hold that load, cuntboy.” Suddenly, Frankie appeared above me and smiled, gripping the jock and removing it. “Swallow...” Frankie ordered releasing the straps securing my head and squeezed the dripping jock into my cuntmouth before climbing onto the sling. Turning to face Jac’s spent cock, Frankie slid his cock into my cuntmouth and let out a torrent of chem piss while he cleaned the remnants of my fuck juices from Jac’s cock. Dehydrated from the chems, I greedily drank it down and began sucking on the now hardening cock. “Goddamn cuntpig!” Jac moaned, feeling Frankie’s tongue over the studded shaft of his cock before letting the contents of his bladder explode down Frankie’s throat. There I was, my cunt full of cum and servicing a cuntboy’s now hard cock while he was swallowing piss and I knew my place in the world... Frankie continued fucking my cuntmouth as the last drops of Jac’s piss flowed down his throat and I heard Daddy growl... "I'm takin that cunt of yours, boy.” “Fuck yeh, Boss! Thank you!” I heard Jac groan as Daddy’s strong arms wrapped around his hips and pulled him back onto his cock. Jac rocked back and forth, impaled on Daddy’s cock, his tits pulled and stretched as a look of rapture overcame him. Gripping Jac’s hips tightly, Daddy fucked him slowly, with long deep strokes. “Fuckin do it! Boss!” Jac pleaded as Daddy changed pace and began pile-driving his cock into the skin’s cunt. By this time, Frankie had released me and pulled me down to the platform and gripped my head, forcing me to watch Jac’s fall. “Watch Sammy,” Frankie laughed as he shoved his cock back inside me and held a silver bullet of T to my nostril. “Daddy’s gonna have another...” I took a dose in each nostril and grunted, thanking my cuntbro. My attention going back to Jac I watched as he was now doing all the work... forcing himself back onto Daddy’s cock, begging for more. We could see how Daddy was enjoying us watching, more than once Daddy slowed himself down to hold himself from unloading into Jac. “Fucking hot cunt. I’ve wanted it from the first time I saw you.... Fucking cuntskin.” Daddy grunted. Daddy continued... pulling completely out and shoving his slimy cock fully into Jac as the cunt gaped and shut quickly with each attack. We could see the waves of bliss overcoming Jac... “Like that Sammy,” Frankie snarled, pounding me faster and faster. “Fuck yeah! Frankie...” I growled watching the look on Jac’s face as I took Frankie’s cock. We continued watching as my body felt renewed from the cock invading my cunt. I began to claw at the floor, wanting to be... no needing to be fucked at the sight of Daddy and Jac. “OH GOD, Frankie... fuck my cunt!” I begged, beginning to tighten around the invading shaft of my cuntbro. “Yeah Sammy?” he grunted, “Fucking hungry cunt, huh?” “Shit yeah! Feed my cunt, cuntbro!” I pleaded wanting to his load to be mixed into Jac’s fresh load. “Do it!” My eyes fixed on the sight before me, Frankie began to pummel me. With each slam, my cock cage would hit the floor and cause me to wince. “Fuck yes! Harder!” I begged, feeling the pain, causing my cunt to tighten. No longer being able to hold back, Frankie slammed himself down into me and exploded as Jack began to tremble. “OH FUCCCK!” Jac yelled out, his body spasmed, his cock gushing a load of cum onto the floor. “Yeah, JACKIE... show my boys how much you love my cock.” Daddy growled shoving his cock deeply into his new boy’s cunt. Immediately, the urge overcame me and I escaped Frankie’s cock and scrambled to the puddle of hot cum and began licking it up. As Daddy pulled out in an attempt to continue the fucking, Jac’s spasms and wave of pleasure decreased, Daddy pushed him to the floor and buried himself in Jac, quickly pounding his cunt. Soon, the four of us were a rolling mass of bodies... I swallowed Jac’s cock, sucking and worshipping, as Frankie stroked the studded shaft with his tongue while Daddy gripped Jac’s waist and continued splitting his cunt open. His body now overwhelmed, Daddy gave a hard, deep shove and shuddered... “Fuck yes! Take my load, cuntskin,” he roared, throwing his head back as he shot deep inside his new boy. Feeling the trembling cock shooting deep inside him, Jackie’s now engorged cock became rigid and flooded my cuntmouth as he stared down below at Frankie and me sucking him clean. Immediately, my cuntmouth closed around Jackie’s softening cock and began swallowing the piss released by Daddy’s fucking. I was in heaven... my cunt was full of cum and thirst for piss had been reignited. Frankie and I remained at Jac’s crotch as Daddy’s sac swung back and forth hitting my cuntbro and I as his cock remained embedded in Jackie. Slowly, we all fell to the floor, bodies intertwined, and relaxed for a bit. Slipping a couple of fingers into Jac, Daddy was the first to say anything... “JACKIE,” he emphasized, “I think we all need a drink...” “Yeah, Boss...” Jackie smiled, acknowledging the name. Slowly, we rose, geared up and made our way back to the bar. Along the way, men stood at the doorways to the other rooms smiling... puddles of cum on the floor beneath them. On we went... until we approached the closed bar door. Daddy grabbed the handle and motioned me to enter first. Entering, the usually loud room was quiet as the men turned toward us... Suddenly, there was a roar of applause as the large screen above the bar flickered on and the video of me being led into the room by Jac... now Jackie... appeared and would be played nightly. Daddy stood behind me and held me tightly as Frankie and Jackie stood at our sides... both now collared. “C’mon boys,” Daddy smiled... “We’re going home.” The End

When I first came out and worried about catching something... pre-PrEP... I enjoyed feeling the tightness of dried cum on my skin. These days... it usually ends up in my cunt or down my throat and, of course, I clean any remnants from the cock.