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For me, moaning is the cheering that accompanies a great performance. If I ain't making a sound while you're railing my ass, you're doing it wrong.

HIV is bad because until it was controllable it killed you. Pretty fast and very ugly. Until HIV popped up, we pretty much had everything else tackled, except we're getting too complacent.... What worries me isn't fancy new viruses from a jungle somewhere... It's treatment resistant strains of what we already have around. Gonorrhea might not kill you, but I for one don't really look forward to the sensation of pissing razor blades until it passes (who knows how long that takes?). Syphilis on the other hand, you might not notice at first.... Until you lose your sight, your mind or die. The more we breed each other without taking care of ourselves, the stronger we're making the bugs. Get checked and treat yourself if you're going to play. "Hot Loads" sounds pervy and hot, but it gets to be a pain if its not treatable

I'm old school. I'm not big on tattoos. Not because they aren't beautiful or hot... But they have a very real shelf life. Everyone thinks they understand that they're making a life long commitment to that statement they want to make... but we've all seen the past her prime cashier with an extra 40 pounds on her and what doubtlessly looked like a jaunty butterfly or kitten paw print, that now just makes her look old and hard. Tatts fade, run and no matter how "original" and skillfully illustrated the work (and there ARE some tremendously TALENTED artists tattooing these days) Nothing stays fresh forever and what ever you have to say today, I will guarantee you will see differently in 15 years. THE worst thing you can permanently scribe into your skin is anything that someone else might consider offensive, like a racial slur or a something blatantly sexual. It MIGHT make you an attraction in certain circles right now... but you may have a hard time later when you met mr right and he's not so impressed, or his parents aren't.... If you're going to get ink, choose art over politics and give yourself some wiggle room when it comes to locations. You may be glad some day to be able to hide your exuberance with a t-shirt. As for tramp stamps... Personally, they're probably the cheapest looking thing you can have. Even when you're perfect and young and hot, a tramp stamp makes you look like sex is all you have to offer. I'm a dedicated slut and getting bred is a passion, but "I" like to choose when I let that side of me out and for whom. I don't need to advertise my availability so that every guy I choose can think I'll let anything fuck me.

the only time I mind piercings in a cock is when I'm doing some hard core cock eating. I love getting roughed up and used hard, but I value my teeth... Some of those big swinging chunks of steel can chip your enamel. As far as getting fucked. I came to love PA's when I got nailed by a latino guy late one night. He refused to take it out and he had the most mouth watering tool I'd ever seen... and like a lot of latino men, he was very dominant with the holes he was going to fuck. It didn't take me much of the alternating latin charm and stern lecture to spread my ass open for his fat cock and his big steel ring. He took no time to let me warm up or get used to the idea, he plugged his cock up my fuck hole like he owned it and drilled me until I begged for a breather. I was bent over, standing up and my thighs were cramping up. When he yanked his dick out of my well used hole, a big splatter of blood hit the hard wood floor. I was so turned on knowing his cock was literally damaging my cunt for his pleasure, I never again asked any stud to remove their pa's before reaming me out. When it hurts, it makes me hard

For me, I've always thought of the whole concept of status "disclosure" on a site dedicate to raw fucking entirely idiotic. This is bare cock in unprotected hole. HELLO? You're paying attention to a dude's self admitted status? Personally, the only nuance it ever made for me was that guys who posted their poz status were at least on top of their health and being responsible about their well being (in as far as anonymous raw fucking is responsible...) Dudes who post I don't know / I don't care I usually avoided because, HIV isn't the only thing you can give me. When I was busy playing village mattress I got tested and treated (if required) monthly. Dudes who don't care enough to show the basic courtesy of not spreading shit around don't deserve my attention. The ones I despise the most, are the ones blithely posting that they were D&D Free and expect same. Are you FUCKING serious? That's like sliding your cock into a dude in a bath house and asking if he's clean. IT"S A BAREBACK SITE. D&D free is only valid until he hooks up with someone who maybe isn's or "doesn't care". If you make those kinds of generalizations and feel protected by them, I suspect you're in for an unpleasant awakening. Know what you want and understand the risks. Don't lay responsibility for your health on the dubious honesty of others. If you can't deal with the list of potential drawbacks like HIV, Herpes, Hepatitis, syphillis and any number of non-sexual infections, then keep your cock out of BB sites.

I have a pretty freaky story about getting bred by a homeless guy... My first time using T I was out of town in a city in Florida. I'd been cruising online to get laid and I finally got hit up by a dude in a complex near where I was staying. He was cool looking and looking to suck me off. Not usually my thing, but this guy advertised himself as straight and his story about wanting to suck a dude off while his gf was at work was hot enough for me to drive over and let the guy slobber on my pole. When I got there he asked if I partied. I was used to g and mdma, so I said yes. He asked if I wanted a bump and I did. Never really wondered what the white line he handed me was. Then it hit the back of my nose and felt like fucking drano. That's when he told me it was T. I thought nothing of it... figured I'd ride it and enjoy. He put on some shit porn and we sat to watch it. Damn if the bad porn wasn't getting me boned up. "Great shit, it can even get me going for an amateur suck job while watching shit I wouldn't even stream online for free". The dude started to give my cock his attention and I got into the idea of giving him a good time eating me. I let him explore my (surprisingly) really hard cock and get used to the smell and bulk before reaching around his head and taking control of his mouth. Pretty good head for a "straight dude" I was amazed at how much he got off when I started to get rougher and feeding him my dick. Took me a while to get off, but I enjoyed the feeling of him trying to please me and the apparent shame on his face... he didn't look at me once while I fucked his face... and only complained a little when he gagged, which perversely, I really liked watching. After blowing my load in him I started getting my shit together and ready to head off. Before leaving, I thought to ask, "Where could I get some of that stuff? I'm going out later and it would be fun." I still had no idea what I was on or where it was going to take me. The dude sold me a little bag. I was a happy camper. I was off to the beach for the day and I would be able to relax with a nice little buzz and then go out for the evening. The beach I like to go to is this deserted stretch north of the public beach. Miles of perfect sand and not a soul in sight. I always head out there in the hopes of getting lucky, but it rarely happens. So I'm out there enjoying the day and doing little bumps off and on. You see, I figured this was pretty much like coke... after so long you take another to keep it going. Yeah. Newb. By the time the sun started to fall out of the sky, I'd consumed the entire bag... in 3 or 4 hours. I was wound up so tight and didn't really realize I was quite so fucking blasted. Suddenly the desire to score in the dunes was out of all proportion... I got naked and started roaming the dunes where it was fairly secluded. I could have been arested, but I eventually found a man who was shocked at seeing a young well built hairy guy so obviously cruising for cock. He was older, but in decent shape, and as soon as I registered his interest I zoomed in on him like a cruise missile. He wanted to take me back to his place, but I was already on my knees swallowing his cock like it would be the last one I'd see. When I turned and indicated I wanted him to fuck me, he asked about condoms and despite a long history of safe play, I told him I wanted to feel him seed deep in my hole. He fucked me right there and I was so turned on. After he came, he left... and I was left raging for cock. The place I was in was a small Florida town, I wasn't in one of the big meccas... there were no baths or real bars I could hit. The best I could come up with was the larger town just a little north that had an ABS in the industrial part of town. I had NO idea where I was going, what I'd find and I was WAY too fucked to drive.... But I went anyways. I spent all evening there looking to score some dick... but I didn't really know too much about the rules in these places and I look like a lumberjack.... not a lot of guys were spotting me as an easy fuck. I managed to suck some dudes off, but it was all disappointing, and my fuck hole was at this point screaming... I hit a bar for some drinks, because on T, you figure maybe some straight dude will decide you're doable.... that of course never really happens. Again, the lumberjack thing probably not working in my favor... So I get out of the bar. It's dark and I'm in this skeevy part of town. Semi's motels and industrial shit.... I'm driving around and stop to get gas. While I'm paying I notice about three dudes hanging out in the parking lot. Obviously sketchy characters... So I decide to hit one of them up to see if he knew where I could get more T (logical, right?). This guy was SKETCHY, obviously between highs. about 30 and the least scary looking of the bunch. He looks me over in my gear and my quarter sized pupils and sizes up what I'm after. Dude in the wrong part of town, looking for crystal at 2am, open shirt and no underwear.... "Yeah, I know where I can get you that. But I'll need a ride." So I unlock my car and in he gets. We drive off to a sketchier part of town. "So, like dude... you're high eh?" "Yeah, I'm pretty wreked" and I proceed to tell him about my whole day.... "So you're gay? No, that's cool dude." I felt a chill when he said that. At least a sliver of my sane mind was still working, announcing to me that I had some homeless drug addict in my car in a strange city, cruising the bad part of town to score drugs. I had completely lost my fucking mind and my ass was starting to explain to me how fucking hot it would be to eat this dude's cock... Assuming he didn't kill me for being gay. "So, a couple of buds of mine have a hotel room near here. If you need a place to crash while you get high I could invite you in. I just gotta get some crack first." So we get to this house with all these cars parked on the grass. It looked like a gang club house, and as far as I know it probably was. "give me some money and stay low in the car. I'll be right back" Yeah. I took out my wallet and handed him a pile of cash. Fer Real. Gotta love T. So after what feels like an hour, he comes back. He's scored my T and his crack. I don't know how bad I was ripped off... besides, it was besides the point. We drove off and I started to convince myself that doing drugs with unknown street users in a motel would be ok. The place looked like it ought to have been condemned. It was one of those places that back in the 40'sand 50's had been built to appeal to budget travelers who couldn't afford beachfront. Sixty years later it relied on weekly rentals and truckers. I drove us in and decided getting high with strangers was better than alone, at least there'd be company. So I follow my friend in. By the light of the fluorescents I can see he's not bad looking in that faded way high school loosers fade after life happens. Tall, lean verging on skinny, but apart from grimy, not too banged up. His clothes are the predictable mix of homeless dudes everywhere, loose and full of pockets. We get to the door where his friends are and he knocks, announcing himself. The door opens and he explains my story to the lanky guy who answers. The room is depressingly ancient, with a haze of smoke in the room and a pair or camel-backed beds that probably hosted more DNA that all of us put together. We get invited in. There's four of us in all and except for me all the guys look interchangable. They have a tired look of too many sleepless nights and drugs. They are however relaxed in this place off the street and less prickly. The leader asks me if I'm a cop, which I assure them I'm not... and he asks me to smoke some crack as proof. I explain that I'm using crystal and if he doesn't mind I'd do that. A look traded between the guys and my contact assured his friends that he'd bought it and knew it was legit.... My high was fading enough at this point that I laid out a monster of a bump for myself... I was still thinking in terms of coke. I probably snorted a night's worth right then. That did the trick. I was in and the room relaxed as the guys got high. We were spread out across the two beds as my high was lighting up my libido again. The guys were talking amongst themselves and I was listening to stories of there's. Suddenly one of the stories made a glancing reference to one of the guys getting head. I'm guessing they were feeling out the stranger who was tanked out on crystal and an admitted queer. If they didn't know what they were doing, they were hitting me right square where my life was at that moment, sex. My cock was swelling in my shorts and without underwear, there wasn't anywhere to really conceal it. Crystal being such a great councilor, I quickly felt my embarrassment changing gears and become sexual as these grimy dudes started trash talking about their cocks and getting laid. My eyes had to be black as night and my shorts had a visible wet spot where my cock was drooling with need. One of the guys readjusted his dick through his grimy fatigues and suddenly all I could think about was the cock he was fondling. The whole room knew what I was transfixed by. Dude stared at me, to see if I'd finally break, but I sat paralyzed on the bed unable to comprehend the signal I was being given. He rubbed his cock more plainly and without saying anything to me, looked questioning at the cock pig across from him. "I haven't gotten off in a fuckin' week. Man my cock could use a good spit polish" "If you don't mind a dude sucking you off, man... I'd be happy to help." I threw all my inhibitions out the window... I figured if I was going to get the shit kicked out of me, at least there might be some sperm in it for me. "I thought you'd never offer fag. Get your ass on the floor and suck me dry." As I stood I pulled off my top and shorts so I could be completely naked and exposed while I worshiped the uncut homeless cock in front of me. Crystal's ability to open up the side of me that needs to feel worthless and grateful for abuse was impossible for me to see at that point. I was in her grip and she was making sure I was the most abject needy cock slave available. I got on my knees in front of the smirking dude, who couldn't quite believe the luck they'd run into... Not only had this queer paid for their crack for the night, but he was about to spend the night providing any sexual need they could ask for, willingly. To me the smirk was the derisive hate filled grin of the high school dudes who used to make my life hell. As he fished his cock and balls out of his pants, I could smell the smell of maleness and sweat. The hooded prick he pulled out was impressive and obviously primed for some attention... it was swelling as he pulled his balls free, thick pubic hair radiating the smell of cum, sweat and urine.... As he held his tool in his hand, I lay my head on the filthy bedspread and traced the rim of his foreskin with my tongue. "Awww, FUCK..." as I wrapped my lips around the skin covered head and slowly drew his cock into my mouth. I slipped my tongue under his hood and could feel the slick wet of a randy uncut cock. His cock was reacting fast to my sucking, and its owner gripped the back of my head to start deriving some real pleasure from my wet sucking hole. I've always loved sucking a man's cock, it's always been the first impulse I've had from the moment I first saw a cock as a child.... But T drove me onto that dick like it was a physical need to live. "Fuck me, dude! This fag sucks like a fuckin hoover. This is fucking awesome. You getting off choking on my cock faggot?" "Hey man, give me a chance to get some of that..." With that, the guy I picked up at the gas station stands up and pulls down his jeans to reveal a beautiful cut piece of meat which he quickly offers up to be sucked on. "let's go dude, I got you your shit, now you're gonna fuckin eat my cock till my balls fall off." I turned my head to face this new cock to eat and dove in like a starving man hits a buffet. I placed my tongue under this dudes pungent cock head and slip my head forward, all the while looking up at his face as he watched his dick disappear first into my mouth and then quickly opening my throat until my nose was buried in his thick mound of pubic hair. "Yeah, nice... that's a good grateful faggot. Now suck me off slow, cock hound. I have lots of dirty cum in my balls for your to drain out and eat like a good fuckin pervert." The real party was finally underway. I had no idea the day earlier when I'd had my cock serviced by the closet cock sucker, that I would find myself 24 hours later naked on the floor of a filthy motel room choking down the cock of a homeless dude and his two buddies, who obviously had enjoyed the services of a tweaked out faggot before. "I can't believe what this freak is doing to my cock, man... he's like not fuckin breathing or something, he's got my dong in like a fuckin vise grip at the base and chewing it off with his throat!" Hearing them talk about my sucking as though I was just a piece of furniture, turned me on even more deeply. As a tweaked out fag, I wasn't even at the level of a prostitute, not worth worrying about how I liked it or even checking on my arousal. I was a wet hole that would greedily suck on command, beg even... why worry about that. No need to do anything to keep the sucking going, a tweaked out cock sucker could be depended on to thank you for giving him the pleasure of your sperm squirting into his mouth. And he'd even swallow without encouragement. "Right Steeve. before you blow your load... I'm gonna cut in and get some of that freaky head dude. The last guy of the three was the youngest of them. He looked like a skateboarder... he was maybe 20. Scruffy beard that grew in patches and a body that was not quite as worn down by life... He was lean in a way girls find hot these days, his flat stomach was tattooed and hairless save for a trail of black fur that lead to a thick bush he was quickly exposing as he shucked his board shorts. His cock lay impressively in the thick black pubic hair, nestled on top of the biggest sperm filled balls I'd ever seen. He was obviously used to this and had no issues with using a man's holes for pleasure. Unimpressed with my own more muscular body, this young dude had the security and conviction that his cock out ranked me as the alpha. I usually intimidate young guys like this in baths... now I was about to have a kid use me as his draining station without a second of hesitation. He understood that his hard cock, in fact, all the hard cocks in a five mile radius, owned the faggot on the floor. "OK bitch, why don't you let go of my cock for a few minutes and gobble down on Brian. Let's see if you can handle what he's got for you. Hope you don't bruise easy." Steeve started to pull his long fat worm from my gullet as I continued to milk it, begging for a taste of his bitter fuck juice. "Fuck, man... I fuckin love this cock sucker". He gripped my jaw and forcibly removed his cock from my mouth and shoved my head towards his buddy Brian who was stroking the hood on and off his wet shinny knob. "Here's a fresh one for you, crack whore. Watch yer teeth, Brian's got a tool that'll fuckin rip your tonsils out. Doesn't get head real often 'cause most bitches can't take him, even when they're as fucking ripped as you are. But I'm pretty sure you could suck off a fuckin semi and come up askin fer more...." Spit was running over my lips as I leaned forward to suckle on the young boarder's growing tool. I wanted to make love to that thing and wrap my fuckin soul around his cock. I felt the shudder you always get out of young men who are filled with sperm, hormones and too little experience with head to be jaded. "Ohhhhhh yeah, faggot. Oh fuckin, oh yeah" He sighed as I worked my way down his white shaft even as it swole with every heartbeat. I could see the fine blue veins running under the silky skin of his pole and the huge engorges vein running across the top, pumping hard as his cock filled with blood. "Take it all in you mouth, like you did Steeve's, man... I wanna see my dick slide down your throat and feel you chocking on it" His hands were shaky, vibrating as I worked more and more of his endless tool into my greedy mouth. I loved his excitement, his appreciation of my mouth on his manhood as I knelt in-front of him and worshiped his maleness completely."Hmmmmmmph! Oh, FUCK!" I could feel his grip on my head tighten like a vise as his cock bottomed out in my throat. I was impaled on his cock to the balls with no where to go. All I could feel was the throb of his pulse running through his tool as it took its final leaps and swells to full erection, literally stretching the muscle of my throat to accommodate the kind of hard on only given to young men. Steel hard, unyielding, scorching hot with blood and lust and almost beyond his conscious control. I could see where he could have seriously frightened a bitch trying to gobble down his shaft. he was like a fist lodged in my gullet, and from the feel of his hands, I'm pretty certain the first girl to feel what I was feeling also had the throat savagely raped by this buck. the two other crackheads watched in amazement as Brian and I were locked in a tense sexual stand off. Brian's cock stuffed impossibly deep inside my gullet, him holding my head against his groin like a prison fight, while I struggled with my need to breathe, the painful fullness in my throat and the inescapable lust for his cock raping me. "So, faggots have two holes to dick, don't they?" I heard our host asking as I felt a rough dirty hands scrabble roughly between my ass cheeks. "Oh, yeah.... here we go." And he shoved in a grimy finger to check for resistance. "Oh, fuck dude... this feels like the slickest best pussy around. It's even fuckin wet. Like it's fuckin lubricating for us." A couple more fingers went in and started digging around, when he pulled them out he made sure to pull hard against my anus, and checked his fingers. "Fuck. not only is his chute clean, there's already sperm in here from another dude. This cunt's been busy. At least we won't have to waste time pretending to stretch his hole out before fucking him. Goddamn, where did you find this faggot?" He reached back into my hole with three fingers and pulled my roughly onto my feet, tears were forming in my eyes as Brian continued to test the limits of my breath control and our host seemed intent on seeing how much abuse he could heap on me. "there you go you fucking bitch. Don't you understand we can't fuck you right unless you present your hole? A tweaked out whore like you gets bored easy... even while suffocating on Brian's big pussy wrecker, so we're gonna put you up for double duty to make sure you stay entertained. Finally, Brian relented in his grip on my skull and I was allowed to back up enough to be able to drag in some air and savor the salty ooze of the precum his cock was spitting into my mouth. As I hauled in that second gasp of air, it lept right back out of me as the drooling hooded cock of our host planted itself at my anus and drove itself home like a Buick. The stranger who'd bred my neg ass on the dunes had seeded me copiously, but this was hours ago.... I might be wet, but this cock was basically going in dry, and it's owner was enjoying the view. "TAKE it. TAKE my fuckin tool, whore. I'm gonna tear you apart if you don't let me in and I'm gonna fuckin love hearing you scream." "Aaaaaaarrrgh!! Uuummmmph!" I was moaning and wailing as hard as I could muster with a mouth full of cock. My ass felt like it was being pried open by a baseball bat. I loved getting fucked, but pre Tina days, I had enough when I'd been fucked once or twice. But that was with condoms, and lube, and no crystal making me crazy for bare homeless cock to spurt load after load into my ass. I felt a warm glob of spit hit my ass crack. "Don't rip his ass in the first fuck, dude" Steeve had taken some pity on me and spared me a gob of spit to ease my ass rape. Our hosts dick soon picked up the wet in my cunt and the spit Steeve horked up and slid all the way home with his plum sized cockhead skinned back and resting hard on my swollen prostate. "Besides man, I have a couple of solid loads to drop and I hate fighting to bust my nut in a hole." "That all you're worried about Steeve?" As Brian continues slapping my jaw with his massive balls, he says "this whore is going nowhere until my balls fall off, and I can blow plenty. Besides, you got him how much t from the Mexicans? This bitch will be taking cock until next week and drooling all over himself for more long after his holes have blown out. Mark, dig some of that shit out of the bag and drill it into his chute. You think snorting it fucked him up, wait until his fuckhole is reaching out to gobble your fuckin cock like its alive." TBC

I'm fortunate to have come away from my years of decadence with a relatively mild case of herpes. It flares up far more regularly than I'd like but the lesion is almost always the same one in the same place. Stress and lack of sleep is usually what sets it off, but any stress on the area like lots of rough fucking, a night of fisting or even biking with a g-string are trouble. I usually nip outbreaks before they happen with Valtrex. If I know I have a rough patch coming, I take the Valtrex and it keeps things under control. That said... it's been a few years and I still have a bitch of a time identifying the early symptoms relative to the average soreness of a well ridden hole... sometimes the sore is there before I can get to the Valtrex and once the sore is going the Valtrex doesn't seem to help much. What does help... and it's evil... is rubbing alcohol. yes, it fucking feels like you're putting Absorbine Jr on your hole. But you know what else...? Cures the fucking blister in 3 days. After I shower in the morning, I dab a cotton ball with sulphuric acid.... I mean rubbing alcohol (seriously, I was joking) and gingerly dab it onto the sore. If you have a low pain thresh hold you may want to bite on a towel. The searing pain goes fast... after that it's a milder sting. If you can stand it, wedge the cotton ball in place and keep it there for 30-60 minutes under your underwear. Every time I take a dump, I clean the area with a wet wipe (toilet paper irritates the already irritated skin...) and re-nuke the sore with alcohol. Repeat one last time before bed. I typically only leave the swab on the sore once a day, the other times is only application for a few seconds. I can't verify clinically why this works, but it seems to keep the area sterile and short-circuits whatever conditions the herpes virus likes. Don't apply any moisturizer to the area until the lesion is gone. Vitamin e is my whore-go-to magic remedy, but NOT for a herpes lesion which seems to gorge on the stuff like mother's milk. Good luck and remember, herpes sucks, but getting it was a lot of fun hard work.

Sweet man... I love pervy exhibitionist sex. My ex used to live in a high rise overlooking the main gay strip in his town... One night, knowing I got off on exhibitionism, he got me out onto his 5th floor balcony, pissed on me and then fucked me while I was dripping in his juice. It was just when the bars closed and there were dozens of guys out in the street, but nobody looked up.... They'd have seen everything

Awesome writing... My cock's leaking right through my fuckin shorts.... Hope the new whores get pushed to their limits

Yeah... a little pain is part of what makes a great bottom. At the right time, the pain becomes part of the pleasure as that sensation of your hole stretching is a reminder that you're about to get drilled by more cock. Dulling that just doesn't make sense.

I've had a pretty full sex life exploring a lot of dirty fantasies. I've been gang banged, served as a cum dump, tied to a sling blindfolded.... If I wanted to experience it, I usually have been able to pull together the resources to make it happen. I had a friend who was probably more sexually perverse than me and he used to love participating in the set ups of some of these scenes. Sometimes you need a watcher, or someone who can knot the ropes so that you truly are helpless. We headed out one summer weekend to a big gay camp site. These places are always cruisy and have their "nature trails" that writhe with action at night, we made sure before picking the one we wanted to select the one with the reputation for being the most overtly sexual. This place was in a remote location on a few hundred acres. There was never any risk of "lost" people wandering in and getting freaked out, and as such the rules were virtually non existent. It was a men's only place that required a membership. Our goal that weekend was to fulfill a lifelong fantasy of mine. To get tied naked between two trees in the woods,legs spread, ass lubed, blindfolded and gaged and left there totally alone. We picked the weekend carefully to hit the sweet spot when the summer heat and humidity was high and the mosquitoes had dropped off. With an almost full moon providing the only light, it would be an absolutely perfect time to live this out. My hat goes off to my buddy who did all the leg work. Part of the fun was that I was aware we were doing the scenario, but not when or how. After an afternoon by the pool drinking beers and horsing around with some of the other guys... We decided to retreat to our tent and smoke a little t. We decided to go scout out some potential locations for tying me up, figuring that it would be that much easier to find the right place by day. We brought the pipe and smoked a few bowls as we walked through the woods. As the camp ground was all male, clothes were always optional. I enjoyed the sensation of the breeze and sun on my naked body and the steady building buzz of the t firing my every nerve as we walked through the dappled light. As we walked through we came across other dudes walking through. There was all manner of men walking around, we stopped several times for the standard gay greeting of cock sucking and chest pawing. There were quite a few great looking cocks floating around those woods. At one point, I was busy sucking the veiny cock of an older guy, when suddenly I had a half hood pulled over my head. Ropes I had not feel looping around the base of my hiking boots suddenly drew my legs apart as I was being spread eagled between two trees. The daddy who's cock was lodged in my throat wraped his arms around my head and impaled his cock into my throat, choking me, making any concerted effort at escape fruitless. Despite my muffled yelps, my hands were quickly grabed, roped and secured up and away from me. Locking me in position, half bent over my legs wide open. Secured with no where to go, my buddy came to my ear and said, "Now, you're going to get everything you ever wanted and the stuff you thought you didn't too. There's no body here on your side. I'm leaving and I'm coming back later." I heard the torch heat up the pipe... "take a few deep pulls on this, I think you're going to need it." I drew deep and held the toxic smoke in my lungs as long as I could.... "Take another". "I'm leaving lube, poppers and the pipe on the stump... maybe someone will take pity on you" With that I heard his footfalls as he left. There was nothing by my sense of hearing, and all I heard was the wind in the trees and the birds... as I felt the wetness of my lube filled ass cool in the breeze. I hung there for a while. It was earlier than I thought we were going to do this. I wasn't sure anyone would want to participate in this rape by light of day. You know how people can be sometimes, the like to hide when the fuck, but this was a stage...so I figured it would be dark before it started. I shouldn't have been so worried. I don't know how long it took, but eventually I heard two voices walking nearby. "Hey dude, did you see this1?" "Fuck. Seriously!? Niiice..." I heard footfalls come closer and slow down as the two walked around me. They checked the ropes and knots. "this fucker is really tied in tight... he's got no say in this!" I felt a hand stroke up the inside of my thigh as I quivered at the sensation. The crystal was in full effect and My mind was quickly switching gears and my humiliation was quickly turning me on. A hand massaged my ball sac as two other hands grasped my meaty ass and massaged the mounds, spreading them to expose my hole. "The hole is all wet and slick, looks like this is what he likes getting used for" One of the guys came around the front and stuck his fingers into my mouth... "Why don't you eat my cock a little there buddy, see if you can get it nice and happy so it can open up your buzzer for ya?" Without hesitation I opened my mouth to welcome the sweaty prick being offered up. I could smell the sweat and the dried cum and lube of a few days worth of fun in the woods. "Atta good boy. you nurse that nice cock to life, nice and gentle there as I explore the back of your throat, eh baby? You like having cock fed into you like this?" The man behind me was watching me slobber up a storm over the expanding tool in my mouth, his hands busily stroking my flanks, gauging my excitement. He soon turned his attention to my wet hole, which had started opening up in anticipation of getting worked over. "looks like this is a born fuck hole, just look at how his cunt is pulsing while you feed him you dick... it's almost like he's working both ends while sucking." I felt his fingers slide in and start prying my hole open, digging the lube out of my well greased rectum out and over my anus and down my balls... "now that's what a fuck hole should like like, wet and slick... how's he doing sucking you there Stu? Why not come sample his ass. See if he's worth the trouble? Besides, I want my cock serviced by that hot mouth. The way he has you dancing, he's gotta be doing something right" "Oh, fuck yeah man... you gotta let this guy hoover your pole... It's like he's trying to eat the cock right off ya man...." And suddenly the cock I'd been feasting on was pulled unceremoniously from my mouth as the two guys switched spots. They sounded like two of the younger guys on the site... they were eager and amused to be participating in this sanctioned rape and felt no trouble getting excited at using me for their pleasure. As a new cock rubbed itself between my parted lips, I could feel a rough thumb plumb the anal opening. "You're gonna want to be ready for this bitch, I'm going to give it to you fuckin hard..." With that the guy behind me grabbed my hips and slammed his hard cock all the way into my cunt. I lost my balance and fell back, held in place by the ropes alone. As he slammed his cock into me I had no way to reposition myself or control his intensity, he showed me no mercy, driving his cock with gleeful abandon... I could sense the lustful excitement the two men were sharing. Not to be left out, his buddy gripped my head tight and face fucked my mercilessly... I was in absolute heaven being raped for all to see. The guy fucking my mouth changed his grip slightly and I could tell that he was getting ready to spew his cum in my throat. I felt the whole length of his penis swell up in anticipation and the spasm as the boiling hot sperm splatered across my tonsils. He held my head in a vise as he jabbed his swollen spamming dick as deep as he could reach. The sperm was hot and bitter, I sucked every drop from his tool as he softened. Meanwhile the guy behind me seemed to be pounding all his aggression and frustration into my ass. I could hear more footfalls as others were drawn by the wet sounds of sex. Hands stroked my body and explored my chest, thighs and ass.... Another cock quickly replaced the one that had just spermed in me. I couldn't tell who was around, who was watching... I was busy getting brutally ass fucked while my mouth was filled with a quickly stiffening cock. The dude in my ass announced suddenly that he was blowing his load.... As he thrust in one last time to the hilt I could feel his distended cock shudder and jerk as he bred me. When he dismounted he was quickly replaced by another cock, this one belonging to a man with a hairy gut that rested slightly on the top of my ass.... Wasting no time on preliminaries he spit at my gaping cunt and slammed in his full length and began pumping. I could feel his long heavy ball sac slapping against mine. "I've been fucking watching this hot fucking ass of yours all goddamn weekend hoping to breed you, you fucking whore. Now you're gonna take my cock and fucking love it." It was the voice of the older leather bear I'd chatted a few times... I guess I hadn't realized how bad he wanted to breed me. This went on till I couldn't tell too much how many people had been by or how many times I'd been bred. There was usually a frenzy of activity and then things would die off and I'd be alone for a while. I could tell I'd been bred plenty because after one particularly rough fuck, when the top pulled out I literally heard a big glop hit the trampled leaves below me and one of the watches saying, "look at all that fucking cock slime! His fuckin ass is fucking swimming in loads" After a while, my arms started to ache and my legs were cramping. It's normal when you're trapped in a position like this, especially if you're being manhandled at the same time. I was offered the pipe as well as poppers often. The men who used me were happy to keep me flying long enough to use me again or for their buddies to arrive... But never the less, my jaw was stiff, my nipples raw and my ass was on fire. Still, I hung there. Unable to leave or resist. Finally, after a longish break, new foot steps. "well hello there fuck meat. I've been watching your little show for a while. You put on a pretty good performance for the men who use you, bitch. You fuckin deserve a medal. But I'm here to wrap you up once and for all. When I'm done with you... I think you'll go limping back to that little shit hole tent of yours and nurse your fuckin gash." I heard something deposited between my legs, sounded heavy, it crunched in the leaves. "I'm going to take your fucking cunt and tear it apart you goddamn as whore. You're gonna whine and scream and when I'm fucking done you're gonna fuckin swear you've seen the lord. Don't go feelin shy about moaning and begging like a little cunt, that's just what I want to hear from you. You see, your buddy told me you've never been fisted right and propper. I'm here to turn your grade A fuck hole into a blown out prime fistfuck cunt" "whoaaa! No. Fuck, I can't take a fist man... I'm not there yet. You can fuck me as hard as you want, but really, my hole is too tight for a hand" I was suddenly truly worried I'd bitten off more than I could chew. Finally landed myself in that "dangerous" situation my mother always warned me of and I spent a lifetime hunting for.... "What the fuck makes a cunt like you think this is some sort of fucking NEGOTIATION?" As he spits out the words he inserts three fat fingers into my well fucked cunt. "I've been watching you tied here taking cock all fucking afternoon. NOW you want to start making rules, fuckpiece? You're the fucking village mattress. Every top with enough blood left in him to get hard has been up here to fuck you, feed you or watch your pussy get annihilated while you moan like you're being electrocuted by each shot of semen." As he explains the situation, his hand is drilling steadily into my abused, swollen hole. "Let me explain something to you right fast, you stupid little whore. You're a pretty hot piece of man meat, most guys can't hope to get off with you for the most part, and we deal with it. But most of us know that you get pretty sloppy and messed up every so often... and when you do, we like to take our chance to ravage your holes as much as we can. You don't know, but I've fuckin bred you till you fuckin bled in the sling at the bath house your buddy dumped you in. But I've been waiting a long time to have the opportunity to hear you sing and beg as my fuckin arm disappears up your hot little fuck hole. Don't worry, I've just slid a big chunk of tina into your red soaking hole. In 20 minutes you'll be BEGGING me to punch my fist into your guts harder." He was right. With his monologue and the soreness radiating from my banged up cunt, I hadn't noticed the burning shard he slid deep into my swollen guts while he was fingering me. It must have been a hell of a piece because I could feel the heat igniting in my guts. My anus felt like a furnace that begged to be fed. My aching arms and thighs suddenly were receding into the background as my asshole became the center of all that mattered. The dude dipped his hand into a bucket of slime he'd put between my legs and slathered me from ass crack to cock in grease. As the t ignited my body even further, it felt like a thousand little mouths were sliding all over my cock and balls. Poppers were pushed under my nose and I automatically breathed in deeply three times. The man behind me wasted no time.... as the poppers began dilating my sphincters and sent blood rushing all over my body he inserted his hand to the knuckes and started milking the inside of my cuntlips. "There you go, take it. TAKE my fucking hand in your fucking guts" With steady pressure he rocked his hand back and forth and side to side, breaking open new territory in my hole. I was unable to resist whimpering. My body was covering in a sheen of sweat and my legs trembled as this massive violation ripped into my asshole. I was consumed by fear, pain and the undeniable lust to get pummeled by this man's hand... fucked by something so much bigger than any cock I'd ever been torn open by before. The burning was searing my anus. "Uuuuunghh, fuck. PLEASE... give me a second to take it. Let my hole get used to this.... FUCK... oh man.... I. I don't know if I can...." I heard him chuckle from behind me. "Is that right? Does it hurt your cunt to feel my fist raping you? It's too bad, because it feels so FUCKING amazing to see your hot little cunt lips sucking around my hand like this" And then he twisted his fist to the left. "Aaaaarrrgh!!! OH FUCK! Awwwww!" I was launched against my restraints trying to escape this man's fist and his obvious pleasure at raping my cunt. "Where do you think you're gonna get like that? Eh Bitch? These ropes are good. You're going to take what I give you and by the time we're done you'll find the sweet spot." He rotated his fist back to the starting point. "Now, I'm gonna take my fist out of your hole. I'm gonna do you a favor and add some more lube so you can last longer. You're probably thinking that taking my fist out is going to feel good.... but I think before you realize it, your cunt is going to feel mighty empty and alone. Now, relax.... this is gonna feel intense, bitch" Without too much ceremony, the big man started pulling free of my hole. Soon it felt like my guts were clinging to his hand.... As his hand cleared my cunt I shuddered violently in my first anal orgasm. "Intense, ain't it bitch? By the end of this you'll be hunting me down to do it to you again and again." He grabbed another fistful of the slime in the bucket and started working my anus, swiping in and out with both hands. My whole body was shuddering and sweating as he assaulted my asshole and rubbed the insides of my cunt like no cock. "Ahhh yeah baby, open that up for me... take it. Take my fuckin fist into your fucking whore guts." Slowly one hand started sliding further into me, I could feel my self being invaded gently but insistently his fat male fingers teasing open my guts forcing the sphincters to dilate and give him access into me. It was like being penetrated by an endless cock, I was powerless to resist. I gasped suddenly as the ball of his fist lodged fully inside my bowels, my rectum and anus tightly sealed around his arm. Then he began to fuck me with his arm. My mind had ceased functioning long ago, but the sensation of a man's powerful forearm sawing in and out of my cunt, locked in place by the ball of fist that pulled on my anal opening was like finding god. This man was right. I could never forget this ever again. No cock could inflict this level of sensation. His his in my ass a possession more profound and complete than any I'd ever experienced. "Well, well.... look who's finally riding Gerry's fist?" It was my buddy. The fucker had been wanting me to get to fisting for a year. He'd used this opportunity to make certain it would happen. "Feels pretty good eh? How'd he do Gerry... did he try to beg his way out?" My buddy walked around the scene as Gerry's arm slid obscenely in and out of my destroyed cunt. I was wimpering and gripping Gerry's arm like my life depended on it being there. "Naw. Not too much bitching. With sluts like this it's important to show them who's driving. He yelled out a bit and shit, but when his cunt started filling up, like all good bottom whores, he started purring like a kitten" "Whoa, Gerry, you really fuckin blew out his cunt, look at how puffy that is and swollen. His night's going to be over. Mind you, he's been fucked by everything except the town dog..." Wanna feel up the whore's guts before I pack up bad? After all, you delivered this prime piece of ass to me, least I can do is let you enjoy it while I watch." Gerry pulled his hand out of my hole, working his paw back into my tightened rectum. I'd gotten into the fucking motion and my ass had closed around his arm.... coming back out I danced in my restraints as my sphincter contracted against the massive bulk of his knuckles. Seeing my discomfort, Gerry stopped his extraction and dug into my canal slowly. "Open up you tight bitch... Open up or it's going to fucking hurt.... and I don't want to hand over my work until you're all good and sloppy." He started twisting his hand as I yelped "OPEN you fucking whore.... fine, fuck it... have it your way" and pulled out. I fell against my ropes from the shock of his sudden exit. It felt like a Buick had been parked in my ass and it had just left. My cunt was on fire. "Ok Steve, now what I want you to do is pound the little fucker's hole hard. He's survived his first stretching and now he needs to find the sweetspot and since your fist is a little smaller, I want you to give him a nice pounding. It'll make the taste for fist stick." My buddy positioned himself eagerly behind me. Gerry pulled me up by the hips from my lunge position and held me in place. Steve had been after my ass for a long time. He'd fucked me plenty, but his goal was to finally fist me and now he had his opportunity. I heard him dunk his hand into the slime bucket and braced myself for the assault. Eager to compete with the beefy stud who'd just raped me, my buddy slammed his hand into my cunt to the wrist and held it right in the most sensitive part of the anal canal. I could feel Gerry's cock swelling against my flank as he watched the penetration and my struggle to get Steve's hand up to my rectum where it would feel better. "Yeah, yeah... you impatient needy little bitch. For once I'm the one who's really in control and I'm going to enjoy this." Steve took sadistic pleasure in working my anus with his hands and knuckles. He ground into my insides as I cried out and shuddered. He pulled his hand out and reinserted in with increasing roughness, each time sending waves of pleasure through my whole body as my anus became more and more inflamed. Soon he was punching into my hole while my cunt made sloshing wet sounds of cum, lube and blood splattering the leaves below. Gerry's erection at the sight was at full capacity... He stepped back and straddled my face and shoved his cock into my mouth seeking only to drain his lust. "there you go baby... here's your graduation present. Suck the cum out of by big fat cock" And Gerry began to thrust his cock into my mouth in short sharp jabs, not meant for my pleasure but the release of his. "AAAAARRRRRRgh, here is comes baby.... you're gonna fucking drown on this load!!!" And Gerry's swolen cock swole even more as the semen exploded from his piss slit filling my mouth and causing me to gag. With this final release, my ordeal came to an end. Gerry cleaned up and bid his goodby's by emptying his bladder in my face. Steve slowed his exploration of my hole and finally grew tired of fistfucking me without an audience. After untying me, Steve apologized for being rough. I was dazed from the experience, but undamaged. I sat down and stretched out my sore limbs. Everything was good, and once my head cleared up I tallied up the experience as one of the hottest fucks I'd ever had. On our way back to the tent, Steve told me all about what happened. Turns out he was about 50 yards away the whole time, watching and getting off. Worst thing is... after all that, at 3am that night, I was right back in the common areas getting dicked. Can't kill a hungry slut.

There's a big distinction between length and girth. A lot of tops sell their attributes by length, when really it's only a small part of the picture. I like a reasonable amount of length, that's a given. But given the option of two 7" hard cocks, the one that will buckle my knees will always be the one that will stretch my cunt hole the most. Beyond a certain distance, there isn't as much sensation. I get most of my anal pleasure from the stretch and friction of my canal and the prostate being beaten up. But any way you slice it, good technique can make a God of any reasonably hung tops. Huge cocks attached to uninspired, unimaginative dudes who thing showing up and getting it hard is their contribution are awful fucks. Now, get a hot man with an above average cock to destroy your hole for an hour or so.... That you'll remember for the rest of your life

Excitement and relaxation is a big part of being able to take a cock in your hole successfully. You don't mention how experienced you are at bottoming, but in my experience, the longer you're at it, the more comfortable you get with the experience and excited by a repeat opportunity. The first few times I got fucked, I couldn't even make it through all the way... I needed to get to the place where I really craved it before it started getting good and in response my hole learned to open up when a sexual opportunity comes along. In the mean time, I suggest a couple of things: Webber make a highly concentrated first aid vitamin e cream for cuts and burns. It has something like 40 000 IU of vitamin e. You can usually find it in the first aid section. It works wonders. Anal tears happen every so often, even when you're experienced, from a rough fuck or a marathon session... this stuff will rejuvenate your hole in 24 hours. Secondly, have your doctor examine you for anal warts. If you've been taking raw cock for a while you may have been in contact with HPV which can cause painless warts in your rectum which can bleed. These should be removed as ultimately they can lead to cancer and in the mean time you could be spreading them to your tops.

Regardless of his background, ask yourself if you really want to piss where you eat. Fucking with people you work with is a risky proposition, even more so if there is any chance of either of you being in a position of authority over the other at work. If there is real potential for a relationship long term, it may be worth letting it develop. But for me, the rush of a good fuck couldn't temper the risk of hurt feelings or expectations later.