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fistmebaby

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  • Birthday 08/26/1950

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  • Gender
    Male
  • Location
    Los Angeles
  • Interests
    Fisting, toys
  • HIV Status
    Poz, On Meds
  • Role
    Bottom
  • Background
    Partier, now in recovery but still get turned-on to chem-porn, never slammed (yet), poz bottom. Love to get fisted and ride huge toys. I'm retired, ride a sportbike motorcycle, partnered for 28 years, fluent in Spanish, white skinny old bald guy who has underwear fetish and skinny-jean fetish, spend mucho time in Mexico. Wandering the beaches of Mexico with my 2 dogs, trying to stay sober just till tomorrow...
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    fisting tops, fwb, fuck-buddies

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    subDaddy
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    dadster2

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  1. WOW, this is like the time I was fisted up to the elbow. What a magical ride that was! That fister knew how to slowly tickle/tap my insides until I opened up from an internal spasm (orgasm?), then he would stroke and stroke and go on to the next deeper place and repeat the process. He had gotten me so high that night. He was actually my dealer, who had a crush on me. When I arrived that night at midnight, I was about to just do the deal and leave, but he said "Nobody ever wants to stay and play, they all leave immediately. So I of course felt bad for him, so I sat on that bench they had with my dealer David on one side and his friend Andrew on the other. They started playing games with the pookie, telling me howto hold it and each time making me take at hiT. Then we passed the pookie around. David would hiT it, shotgun it to me, Then I would hit it and shotgun it back. Then Andrew took a hit and shotgunned to me, etc. Until I was so high I was about to puke. Then I begged David to fist me. But we did it without any lube. Before he started I cleaned out in the shower. I remember how erotic it felt, water hitting all my erogonous zones. Once he started to fist me he handed me a new bottle of poppers, and voila! my ass opened completely for him. He got in to the elbow, but without lube, I chickened-out at that point, how I regretted that! I think my fisting days are over now, I can only play with my friend Dick Rambone and a few other toys as well. Thank you to the wonderful people at Breeding Zone!
  2. So I think it's better to use AI to give you a framework to start from, one that you go into and massage and edit and enhance to your liking. I think a story is better when it's worked over a little more, that the first draft should be just that. That said, I'm not a writer myself, so kudos for giving it a shot! I think that AI is a good place to start. I think part of the goal of writitng is the thrill of doing it and we get that from doing a good product and AI is just so polished and so professional sounding, it just helps us to get started. So keep writing, but use what you jerk off to as a guide, especially the ones that make you actually cum!
  3. What are the AI cues that give it away? Where would a natural story be better? For example, when the guy takes his first hit of meth ever, it says: " The smoke was harsh and acrid, unlike any marijuana he’d ever encountered. It hit him instantly, a rush of euphoria that made his head spin and his heart hammer in his chest." Nice writing, but using words that are 10-dollar words. But more importantly, it's wrong! The smoke is NOT harsh and acrid. Meth smoke has almost no flavor at all. Meth smoke is not smoke at all, but a vapor. But what flavor it does have is very distinctive, you won't forget it. Also the effect does NOT hit you instantly. It takes a few hits, not many but not instantly. And it doesn't make your head spin. Just the opposite, it makes everything very clear. It gives you endless energy! And it makes you tingle all over! Especially in your butt! These are small differences, but telltale AI differences that leave the reader trying and failing to remember/imagine his own first time. That should be the goal of any story, to trigger the reader to relate in such a way as to evoke memories of his own.
  4. I love this story!
  5. Love this story!
  6. love this story! I first read "Soccer Boy's Screen Test", which is part two of the series. I should have read "Soccer Boy's Spiral" first. Spiral is Part One. You have to read Spiral first!
  7. wow, intense and beutiful!
  8. HOT !    ronnie

  9. Yeah agreed, when this happened to me, when I started to take loads little by little, I never thought much about it, if a guy used a condom fine, if he didn't even better. But I never considered myself a bug-chaser since that was never my idea. But I do remember the thrill I got every time I was bred. It was like something totally forbidden [banned word] dangerous, and it was like I was HIV negative just thumbing my nose at the danger so to speak. Like many have said, once I started doing that, that was all I wanted to do, it was how I got off, regular sex was insufficient, I needed my thrill. So eventually I was converted. I vaguely remember chit chat around me that I later recognized as guys trying to convert me: guys asking me if I wanted their babies, if they could use a tooth brush on my ass, all that stuff, so that's how it happened. I thought I was unique, so I'm glad to know I wasn't, that others had the same experience I did.
  10. I totally remember my first time in a sling. I was at Cuffs Bar in LA back in the 90's, and a friend and I decided we would cross the street over to the sex club across the street. We get there and start exploring the rooms. He showed me the room with the sling and I was giddy with curiosity, he said "try sitting in it", so I got in the sling fully clothed and the magic started to happen, I was like a kid playing in a swing, only more fun. So one thing led to another, and gradually I lost all my clothes and my friend started fucking me, and I fell in love with the sling, and that room became my favorite room in the sex club. From then on I knew every sling in LA! That first time was at the Extreeme club on Hyperion.
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