breedmypiggycunt

I am a bi guy who has been having gay sex for 20+ years. I used to loathe those sorts of terms; now I love them. The reason? I am now finally secure in my sexuality.

The unanimity says it all. I like my loads as deep inside my guts as the top can manage...Even then, I like to show some tops that they can shoot it far deeper than they would ever have thought possible by fucking their cocks with my hole. The further inside that cock is, the greater the surge in electricity the reverberations of his body cause inside me, the greater the reception passed back to him through his cock. Then, please, please, please fuck it in me. Work that cum into me. Deeply, passionately, intensely.

I'll have to set up a personal blog to share some. I have a few and I have even topped a few straight virgin cherries over recent years. The one I most want to share: My godson, Che's. He turned 19 on 31/5. He has been fucking me since 2012 but had been begging me (as has his boyfriend of over 18 months!) to give him his virgin slam and pop his cherry. He was especially keen to do it before he turned 18 but I refused; I relented and agreed to do it when he came over (he lives in Perth) for our mutual football team in April. April 24 I popped his cherry, tied up outside near Yarra Falls. His boyfriend, Jeremy, fucked my cum into him. After the football, Che (after Jeremy) both had their virgin slams fucks. All videoed. When they give me the ok, I would love to share them.

My first gay fuck was in 1991. I was 24, not far shy of 25, and on a business trip with my boss. With my boss asleep in the next hotel room, I hired a gay escort and was absolutely determined to get fucked. Since my first gay BJ when I was 17, I'd steadily increased my experience and tried at least twice before to "go the whole way". When he arrived and stripped naked pretty much straight away, I couldn't believe it: he was gorgeous, young, muscular, hairy and, for me, sex incarnate. He stripped naked, then he did as exactly I asked and took charge. From the first time he kissed me, I wanted his cock inside me. As he undressed me and kissed me everywhere, I was just in awe. I remember his cock pushing against my hole while we were kissing. I was so lost in what we were doing, I didn't even think about a condom. The head of his cock was definitely inside me for ages; I remember so clearly the first time he thrust it gently against my hole and thrust just the head inside. He laughed, licked my armpits, sucked my nips and pulled it out. Then lowered himself back onto me, kissing me so hard. Then the head of his cock was back inside me. He was still bare and alternating between just entering me and withdrawing and forcing me to lick his cock clean. He was pre-cumming insanely. Then, suddenly, he started rubbing my cock against his hole. I got carried away and thrust myself inside him. After seeing his face - first surprise, then the most amazing smile, as he thrust himself back down on my cock. I blew within minutes. Then he used my cum to lube his cock and entered me. The pain was excruciating. He tried everything he could to get me to calm down but I simply couldn't take it. Eventually I gave up. I'd had his cock in my hole but I hadn't really been fucked. I was both genuinely elated and genuinely devastated. The next night, I rang him again and asked if he'd try again; just try and ignore my screams from the pain. He brought his boyfriend this time; it was something along the lines that I could watch them fucking if I couldn't go through with it again. And, while I was playing with his boyfriend, he (Nathan) just thrust his cock inside me; stopped; and whispered "I can put a condom on if you want but I owe you a load". I know I tried to say "you should" but he started to withdraw....as much as it hurt, it was enthralling. The head of his cock reached the rim of my hole; it felt like I could feel every millimetre of the edge of my hole rolling excruciatingly slowly as he withdrew. Then without warning, he started plunging inside me again. In so deep. Out. In even further. Out. As he started to gather pace, the ecstasy which accompanies the stretching of your insides started to arise. At some point while Nathan was pumping my hole, I found myself inside his boyfriend. And, then, after kissing my back and then his boyfriend, Nathan started pumping. Real serious fucking. Ball slapping fucking. I came inside him boyfriend twice while Nathan pounded my hole. I learned later that my blood was his lube. The fucking lasted for ages (he later told me he fucked me for over 20 minutes). When he was getting close, he flipped me over and demanded that I keep eye contact as he got closer and closer. As he was about to cum, he yelled "where?" I was too dumbfucked to answer so he "can I..." By then, however, he started convulsing...jerking... I felt cum load after cum load deep inside me. Not only was Nathan a shooter, he was a multi-shooter. He collapsed into me. I can't quite remember when I realised that the boyfriend to lifting me by the ankles and inserting his cock into my arse. At some point, Nathan's was over my mouth face-fucking me while the boyfriend was pounding me. We fucked each other several times that night, all of us copping multiple cum loads. I hired Nathan regularly for almost 10 years after that. For a while, he insisted on fucking me with condoms until I begged...then he told me he might be HIV.... If he was, that night was my first known poz loads.

Hey mate. I too am relatively new to the site and also from Melbourne. PS: JXC, not sure if you know but I doubt there's an Australian under 75 who would drink Fosters! We seem to have successfully foisted that upon unsuspecting Brits....

Two young muscle boys from my 24 hr gym about 3 weeks ago. Both teenagers, they were obviously interested in one another when I walked in. At first, I pretended not to notice initially but steadily made it more obvious that I was watching as they became more and more 'involved' with each other. If my eyes weren't giving me away, the raging hard on must have. Eventually they moved into the showers and closed the door. As I assumed I wasn't welcome to follow, I tried getting back to weights. After a few minutes, I realised that the door to the change room was open. I was being invited, to watch at least. Then the older one signalled me to come closer...he turned me to face the younger one and pulled down my shorts. His cock was pushing past my sphincter before my mouth was on his mate's cock. I took several loads each that night as they swapped me between them.