drscorpio

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When you see a story by HotLoad84 or rawTOP from the fall of 2010, they are almost always "rescued" stories. This forum was started in the time when some of the older,original Bareback/Poz Fetish sites were all shutting down. During the first months of this site, they made an effort to copy over a bunch of stories from the older sites, so they wouldn't be lost for good. I think this is from the old Bugshare site.

I would guess he wants you off PReP, so you cannot safely fuck around on him.

You’re not crazy to want this, but it sounds like you and your husband are not sexually compatible. Tell him what you need, and let him decide what to do with that. There are big-dicked, hard-fucking tops who love their bottom to be a cumdump whore. You need one of those.

Thanks, you beat me to it. If you don’t know how to make links work, I will be glad to do that for you.

Tomorrow is the first class day for spring at the local university, so all the college dudes are back and looking to unload. I got a message from just such a fuckbuddy yesterday afternoon. I couldn't host until late, so he told me he would hit a party and come by around 1:30. We made a little small talk as we walked to the bedroom from the door, but he was clearly ready to go. Once I shut the bedroom door, he said, "Get naked and on your belly. I have a 5-day load for you." He has always been a little tentative before, so I was pleased to hear him be more assertive. He lubed himself up and stuck a slicked-up finger inside me. He slid in me without further ado. His cock is a little longer than average but only average thickness, so I had no trouble taking him. Not sure what happened over the holidays, but his technique and stamina were both much improved. He gave me a nice, deep fucking, but he didn't last more than a couple of minutes - still not bad for an 18-year-old who hadn't cum in 5 days. He lay on top of me and caught his breath for about 30 seconds. Then he began fucking just as hard as before. His second load took a little longer, but I was pleased and impressed to get it. I told him how hot it was to take two from him. He said maybe he will go a week without cumming and see if we can make it to three loads.

I had another chance to hook up with the hot, young, hung black guy that fucked me twice over the holidays. He fucked me so hard and long the second time that I needed a couple of days to recover. By the time I felt better, I was starting to worry that I was getting too into him - it’s just been sex but the dick is that good. I delayed contacting him for a couple of days. Monday afternoon, I was working in my office when my text noise went off. “I want to nut in that phat WHITE pussy right now.” I was relieved to learn I was not the only one that was all-in on things. He has initiated contact repeatedly, so I am getting over thinking he isn’t into me, too. We chatted for a while and realized that Friday when I work a half-day would be the first time we could meet because he lives an hour and a half away from me and cannot host. We hooked up at my family’s lake house that is close to where he works but is a little over two hours from me. Then yesterday, we realized that we had scheduled a hookup for right in the path of the terrible storms that have been all over the news. We weren’t sure we should risk it, but we both desperately wanted to meet. This afternoon he suggested a plan that would get both of us home before the bad weather. There is a decent-sized city in between where we each live. He said he knew a motel that rented rooms by the hour. He suggested a quickie there. I was horny and willing to tick off an item on my bucket list I had never considered before - hooking up in a sleazy motel. We arrived at the motel about the same time. He asked me to go ahead and get the room while he finished a phone call. I paid the rental ($25 - cash only) and went to check out the room. From the door, it looked like a slightly seedy motel room. I flipped on the light switch. The light came from a hidden source somewhere up in the ceiling. It was a bright shade somewhere between mauve and magenta. There was a huge mirror over the bed and another covering the wall next to the bed. It reminded me of a room in a bathhouse in a lot of ways although it was bigger than that and did have a bathroom. After a couple of minutes, he knocked on the door, and we got naked. He lay down on the bed. I climbed on top and began to give him head. I looked up, and he was staring at the ceiling. I remembered then there was a mirror above us. He was watching me give him head in it. He reached down and started working my nipples. I moaned and whimpered. He made a growling noise. “You moan for daddy.” We were totally in sync driving each other to higher and higher arousal. He pulled me up and hungrily made out with me. This was particularly hot because he had told me before that he didn’t much like kissing. Then he pushed me back on his cock. After a long while, he pushed me back and told me to stay on all fours. He proceeded to give me the deepest and most aggressive rim job I have ever felt. He was chewing on my hole and sticking his tongue all the way in. As bad as I wanted to be fucked, I never wanted this to end. Eventually, he retrieved the lube and the poppers from the table by the bed and slicked us both up. He slowly worked his way inside. His cock is not super long somewhere around 8”, but it is super thick at least 7” around. I can open my hole pretty well, but it takes some doing. He was forceful but went slowly enough for me to get used to it. Once I did, he began one of the best and hardest fucks I have ever experienced. He slammed into me over and over again with all the strength of his body. I knew from before he wanted to hear about “his big, black dick” in “my tight, white pussy,” so I gave him plenty of that. After 10 minutes of hard fucking with lots of dirty talk and watching ourselves in the mirrors. He said, “If I keep this up, I am going to nut.” I begged for his load, but he said it was too soon. Then he asked, “can I film this on my phone?” I agreed. He told me to stand up, and he placed me bent over the foot of the bed. It took a minute to get the height of my ass just right, but then he went to town on my hole again while filming. After several minutes of this, he pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and shoved his tongue into my mouth. We had a long, intense make out session. Then he pushed me onto my back on the bed with my legs in the air. He fucked me and filmed some more while I did my best to provide a soundtrack of the dirty talk he likes. There was a knock at the door. “Maintenance. Do you want me to come back later?” “Yeah please.” We looked at the time, and we only had 10 minutes left in our hour. He put me back bent over the foot of the bed. He fucked me without holding back, and in a few minutes he said, “You want this nut?” I said I did. “Here comes that nut. Can you feel that nut inside you?” It felt like a huge load. We started cleaning up. He went to wash himself in the sink. “I am more than happy to clean you up with my mouth.” He said, “I am too sensitive. I need to do it myself.” I moved in close. “No, you just need to teach me the right way to do it.” I kissed his ear, and he grinned. We quickly dressed. He went in for one last passionate make out session. I told him an hour wasn’t going to be enough next time. He agreed. He told me goodbye and slipped out. I finished dressing, made sure I had all my stuff, and checked out. The sky looked menacing, and I hurried home. He texted me a little later promising to send me my copies of the videos after he had done some editing. I hope we don’t go two weeks without hooking up again. I don’t think we will. We are too hungry for one another.The last two fucks have been two of the best fucks ever for me; I cannot wait for the next one.

I never talk about a guy having a BBC until he has made it clear that hearing me say that turns him on.

U=U, but dudes will say whatever it takes to breed your hole. If you want to stay neg, get on PrEP. Even good, trustworthy guys can be mistaken about their status or viral load.

It depends. If it is just you and me hooking up, then I love taking that cock long and hard. At a bathhouse or other group scene, I tend to want the load and on to the next.

Fair enough. But my point stands.

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I hadn't looked at this for a while. I am now up to 250.

The chapters are now numbered sequentially.

Here is the new thread for this year.

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Yeah. I just got in the habit, and it makes me feel cleaner all morning. They say it will cause problems with being regular, but I never have any difficulties when I travel or otherwise cannot follow my routine. If I don't clean out in the morning, I just have regular bowel movements.

I met this guy years ago on Craigslist. Even though my ad at that time was for tops to fuck me, he asked if I would be okay just blowing him. Since that night, I have sucked him off two dozen times or more. He is always very skittish about doing more than receiving head. He is a cute, short black guy with a cock a little longer than average but not thicker than average. We had not been able to connect for a long while, but when he hit me up yesterday morning, I didn't have anything going on. I cannot currently host in the house, so I have a chair set up in the garage for giving head. He declined to sit, so I did. He grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face from the start. Eventually, he pulled me to my feet and rubbed our cocks together. He worked my nipples and even gave me a kiss for the first time. After a few moments, he pushed me back down on his cock and quickly finished in my throat. I think I may get a chance to do more with him next time.

I clean out every morning in the shower and before any hookup.

Last weekend, I had posted about getting three loads from three different guys while I was on an out-of-town shopping trip. The first guy and I have chatted on apps off and on for a couple of years. We live and hour and a half apart, and neither of us can reliably host at home. I haven't been willing to put a lot of effort into making a first hookup happen with so many logistical issues. Last weekend, we both happened to be visiting a larger city that is in between our homes, and he just happened to be able to host as he was alone in the apartment where he was staying. We had a great hookup, and now that I have met him face-to-face I was willing to put a little more effort into making things happen. There is a lake house in my late husband's family; they are still trying to decide what to do with it, and I happen to have the only key. It's two and a half hours from me, but it's near where he works. We planned a hookup for after lunch today. He is a 30ish light-skinned black guy with a tight, lean build and a thick full beard. He has beautiful cut cock that is about 8" long and 7" around. He is also totally into chubby, white bottoms. Our last hookup was rushed because he only had a brief window for hosting. Today we were able to take our time. We got naked and cuddled a bit just rubbing our bodies together. I asked, and he told me he wasn't much into kissing which was a disappointment. He rolled me over onto my back and licked and sucked and worked my nipples; he also spent a long time caressing my big belly. Then he rolled me onto my belly and rimmed me like he was a starving man. He reached over and grabbed the lube from the bedside table. He also grabbed my poppers and tossed them to me. "You're going to need these." He then proceeded to fuck me in every position imaginable for about two hours. He is very strong and very flexible. He put me like he wanted me and then pounded the fuck out of me. The hardest part was trying to keep myself nice and open for him; he wanted my hole as slack as possible. He was pounding me so hard that it was easy for me to reflexively tense up, but he kept reminding me to stop pushing him out. I called a time out and got a rag to put poppers in which helped me keep myself loose for him. He even had me ride him a bit which I actually enjoyed for once. He really got off on my talking about "his big black dick" in "my tight white hole" - he was very specific about that wording. As things were building in intensity, he suddenly grabbed my face and began making out with me aggressively; it was really hot to kiss after him saying it wasn't something he did. We continued to make out off and on for the rest of the fuck. Eventually, he had me so sore that I was loosing the ability to keep it as loose as he wanted. He pounded me long and hard one final time until he shot a huge load into me. As he was breeding me, he went deep enough that I felt him banging into that second sphincter I have heard people talk about on here which was painful. He shot so deep that only a few drops leaked out. Like I told him, it was one of the best fucks I have ever had. We are going to try to hook up again soon. I even got a goodbye kiss as he was leaving.

I think what most people get wrong is that the eventual fizzling of sex is normal. It's not a sign something is wrong with the foundation of your relationship. It just means you are a human, and you eventually want "some strange." My husband and I were monogamous for the first few years of our relationship because we wanted to build intimacy between us. For a long time, that was cool and no stress. Then I think we kept it up a while just because it felt like an accomplishment. At more or less the same time, we broached the idea of opening things up. First we did threesomes, and he discovered how much it turned him on to watch me take another man's load. He had to travel a lot, so we began playing separately. We both enjoyed hearing about the other's exploits. Often I would wake up on Saturday morning to learn, he had lined up 4-5 tops from apps and hook up sites to come breed me while he watched. We had several good years like this. Then he lost all interest in sex, and then he began to resent me for still going out and having it. This spring he passed away after a massive stroke. I was told he had probably had several small strokes over the last couple of years which probably explains his major change in personality/sex drive. All in all, the good part of being in an open relationship was worth it. It was good to be able to be a slut and still come home to a man who loved me. I am open to having it again if it happens. Right now, I am just out having fun. But my husband was a trick who turned into 14 years together, so I know it could happen again.