LetsPOZBreed

This happened to me at Biohazard in Berlin a few years ago. I had a couple that wanted to take turns fucking me in the sling and some guy was already in and refused to get out. Luckily, there was space elsewhere and I still got their loads, but taking it in the sling would have been much hotter.

Certainly as the cocks get bigger, then yes, I go for them to help me relax. I don't necessarily need them for smaller to average sized cocks, though. I still keep them nearby, just in case.

Kudos to that. I prefer to let my moans and grunts do the talking until the moment I'm about to get seeded. Then I beg for his load.

If it's exclaimed in passion, I usually just respond with whatever comes out of my mouth. Something along the lines of "please cum inside me!" Like most things sexual with me, it's just whatever flows naturally; never like to follow a script.

"Nut love butter"???!!! I've heard nut, I've heard ball butter, but that's taking it to another level.

Quite some time ago, there was an online link to a proposed book called "The Dictionary of Semenyms" with oner 1300 different synonyms for cum. Many of these, I'd never really heard or knew about. In over 25 years of sexual experiences, though, I've heard guys occasionally use strange words for their cum in the heat of the moment. So, my question to you hot fuckers is: What's the strangest word for cum that you had a guy exclaim out in that moment of passion?

There are benefits to both. A regular buddy will sometimes save his load for a couple days knowing that he'll put it inside you just how you like it. On the other hand, there's always that feeling of newness about letting a man inside you for the first time.

Seems a silly question, right? I think we're all on the same page here no matter if we're top or bottom.

Didn't think about that one, but you're right.

It's getting over that first hump. If you're bottoming, it's psyching yourself out that first time knowingly taking a poz cock to just let it play out and have your top breed you. I'm all about honestly, so part of me would tell you to be upfront to your top about it being your first time chasing. Some tops, though, do chicken out if it's your first time doing it for real; they like the idea of knocking up a hole, but stop short of going through with it.

The two aren't necessarily mutually exclusive. I prefer having lots of fuckbuddy tops ?

Thanks for the comments, guys. I've experienced all four to some degree, so I know it's really dependent on your top. The grunts are the biggest giveaway for me, personally. Some of you are correct in that you do get a brief pause, but I've also noticed a slight raising of the pitch of the grunts; it's that moment when your bottom moans are in a deeper tone than his grunts that you know it's in the "home stretch" as you say. There's also been times I haven't heard much difference in grunts, but I can see the facial expression change. Feeling the cock getting harder doesn't work if you've got a pounding top - usually only noticeable for fucks that are slow to mid pace. Then there's always that "I'm gonna cum" moment that 80% of tops do out of instinct; I never have to ask for a guy to tell me, since they'll usually say it anyway.

You're my kind of top talking like that :-).

You're correct in this, but the idea is to not take it personally when in a large sex club or group sex party. It's not because you're doing a poor job. They just want to edge it for later on.

I think we slutty bottoms all want to have our "Dawson" fantasy. You know him; the guy that starred in some of Treasure Islands's first big gang bang vids. He would take upwards of 20 loads over a weekend, and we got to see every last one. Bottom sluts want their turn. The trouble is that T.I.M. can easily pull together that many dependable guys who are going to bust a load (or two, or three) inside for the camera. Sex parties don't usually work that way. The numbers don't always get that high up there, and no one wants to be the first one to cum. I've been in Berlin at these huge sex parties with hundreds of guys in the club. I don't think a single guy shoots his load for the first two hours. I took lots of cock, but not that many loads. It can be frustrating. Especially when you have a particularly hot fucker top giving you an intense dicking. The only real way to finish that off is with an intense wad of jizz pumping directly into your hole. Instead, he'll just back off and slip out, and you just hope to catch him later that evening to capture the big finish.

Bottom boys: We know there are plenty of ways that we can tell when our man is about to flood our guts with seed. My question is, what's usually your first clue? What physical or verbal quality gives your first indication that your top is about to go over the edge?

You'd be surprised how often you have amazing sex with someone you might not give the time of day. Mind you, I do have hard limits on what I find totally unacceptable, but I don't mind something a little outside the margins. In fact, these guys have been among the best tops I've ever had!

I never understood the concept of actually pulling out to shoot on a hole and then go back in. I know TIM vids did this for some time to show a guy actually cumming for the first spurt or two, but that's more for visual effect than something that should actually occur.

230 Still a long way to go.

Also, as a bottom on an app/website, have a profile that explains as much of what you're into as possible. Avoids unnecessary back and forth messages to suss this out.

This is an excellent thread. I've been in this situation as both a top and a bottom, and most everyone has put the basics here. Here's mine: 1. If you're a "beginner" at hosting these, it's advisable to have a top buddy there to monitor things just in case. Also, if you live somewhere near a bathhouse/sauna, try it out there first. At least you know what everyone is there for, so no risk of flakes. 2. Blindfolded is better (but not required). This way, your inhibitions will allow you to easier let all tops fuck you - the minute you take a peek, you'll never like what you'll see. It's better to have your tops contact you via text/WhatsApp when they are almost there; that way you can slip it over your eyes at the right moment. 3. Be upfront about what you want. If you're not into tops that take ages to cum, say so; weeds out the guys who take ages, so you're not bent over for what seems like an eternity waiting for your prize. 4. Prepare in advance! Douching, of course, should be done beforehand (and during if you feel you need to). Also, it's good to work yourself with a dildo/vibrator when you don't have anyone there to make sure you're not too tight. 5. Have lube...lots of it. You don't want to be caught running out in the middle of the night. 6. If you need poppers, have two bottles; one for you, and one for your top. This way, the top can skip it if they aren't into using them. Also, it means you can hit together instead of alternating. 7. Easy access: When I lived in the US, my apartment complex was laid out very nonsensical. My friend had a playroom and his place was easier to find; I would usually have him host (see point 1 above). 8. Lock away any valuables. You're not going to be watching anything that's going on, so you need to be sure you don't end the night with a nasty surprise. 9. Some guys like being watched/playing in groups. Others don't. Be upfront, and ask him which he prefers. If he's not into playing with others, make sure he arrives when no one else will be there. 9a. (related) If a guy is into groups, don't waste time on him if he's insisting on not coming over until you've found "others". You'll lose lots of time and energy that way. 10. It's perfectly fine to have your top tell you how he wants to find you. You're serving him, after all. Have a jockstrap on, which you can take off if he wants. Have porn playing (not loudly) for a bit of ambiance. I rarely do music, as preferences are too subjective there. 11. Even in totally anon, dark room situations, have some lighting. Your top at least has to see where he's going. 12. For God's sake, clean your flat/house! Or at least the rooms your top will be walking through. Febreeze is also your friend. 13. Have a towel nearby for when your top is done. 14. If you're chatting to a prospective top online or on an app, if something seems off - it probably is. Anon pump and dumps should take no more than 5 or 6 messages back and forth (interested, address, time of arrival). Be upfront about if you're going to be "partying"; if a top isn't into it, this is their chance to back out. 15. If you have limits (i.e. no FF, no WS, etc.) say so. You may be a cum dump, but you shouldn't be forced into something against your will. 16. At the end of the day, it's about your tops. If they're satisfied, you're satisfied. Let your inhibitions go, and just have fun!

After my back-to-back intense fuck sessions, I got dressed and headed out on the town. It was Wednesday night, and Folsom was only just kicking into gear. Not really knowing if I was going to top what's already occurred, I didn't want to keep thinking in regret for not trying. There was a bit more play here and there, but nothing along the lines of my two hot men earlier in the day. I called it a night about 2 a.m., not having shot my own load yet. The next night was going to be the big naked night at Laboratory, and wanted to conserve my energy. Good thing I did; this turned out to be the sluttiest night of my life. A record that still stands 2 years later. The best thing to do was to get a good night's rest; mostly to ensure that I could be out as late as I could without feeling too tired. I headed out early afternoon to check out some of the shops - got a few more new jocks and skivvies, a pocket size bottle of lube, and a few other random accessories. One has to stay prepared. The afternoon was mostly uneventful outside of that. Only a random message here and there on the apps, but nothing that really intrigued me. A couple of the guys messaging also said they'd be at that same naked party in the evening and we left it at "say hi if you see me there". I honestly didn't think too much of them at that point (similar to the "LA lunch" - you may say it, but you never actually go through with it). After a nap, I showered off and spent the next bit in bed working myself with my dildo. The last thing I wanted was to turn up and have a group of guys all wanting to plow me, only to be too tight to take any of them. At around half-8, the moment of truth arrived, and I made my way over to the party not knowing what was in store. If you've never been, Laboratory is huge. It's also over on the old east side of Berlin away from much of the other gay area. Once inside, I checked in, got undressed, took a deep breath and headed straight to the bar. I'd done this before, but about 50 pounds heavier and far more of an alcoholic than I was now; I quit the bottle as part of my overall health kick. More than anything, I was quite curious how different the experience might be now that I was now more of an "otter" than a "bear". I grabbed a cola and drank it down while checking out the available men. These naked nights entail each person being marked with a number upon entry in order for the bar staff to know who to charge for a drink, since you're obviously not carrying a wallet. I decided to make the night a game and keep track of the highest and lowest number of the guys I would up with. Finishing off my cola, I walked around a bit until I got to the small room near the bar that's totally dark. There are guys playing everywhere, but this is proper dark-room style play. Almost instantly, I felt a slow caress on my left butt-cheek. I turned around to find a slim guy, slightly taller than me, and darker skinned. I don't know what he said next, but I just got right on my knees and started working his cock. Nice sized - about 8 inches - and he was def a moaner while I worked it. Before I knew it, my slut ass was turned around, lubed up, and I felt every inch penetrating me. Now facing the other direction moaning intensely, I saw a small line of guys in front of me. Eyeing one in particular, I fixated on his swelling cock. It was a bit difficult to ask him to suck it while I was "unnhh"ing like crazy, but thankfully he got the hint and stepped forward. Cock on both ends! They took turns, switching over after a spell before stopping to catch their breath. One downside to these parties as a bottom is that no one wants to be the first to cum - it would be a while before a guy would actually load me, unless he was 22 and able to jizz at the drop of a hat. They'd barely walked off before I felt a hand on my lower back guiding me to stay in position; without turning around, next guy has his way, but also no creamy finish. This happened about three more times over the next hour. During a break in the action, I stammered back to the bar for another drink. There's only so much dick you can handle without taking a little breather. Finishing this off, I made my way over to the other end of the club where there was a more open area full of naked men. I would up next to a southern European guy who was clearly in his early 20s; I'm nearly twice his age, so I wasn't expecting anything. Next think I knew, though he offered up his rather large, thick cut cock to my salivating mouth. Who was I to say no? Before I new it, he guided me back up on the bench, ass forward and face up. I handed him my lube for him to use; to my satisfaction, he put it straight on him, no condom. He was thick, so it was good that I'd been freshly fucked beforehand; especially since he was an intense hard fucker! Once he was in me, he gave me quite the ride! Because of my sounds, we attracted a small crowd around us. I was so ensconced watching him give it to me that I could barely see the slight change in his face. After a few more quick pumps, I felt him slam his cock all the way in and BAM; a hot warm sensation deep inside me. How could I have missed the signs? I grabbed his hips and held him in me until I knew he was done shooting. Another notch for him; and finally bred after the 7th dude. The crowd around us dispersed after he pulled out, so no sloppy seconds from anyone nearby. Seemed a shame. I made another pass around the club and once again found myself back in the darker area. This time, I walked by a guy with a familiar looking face - turns out one of my app buddies from earlier did find me! We snogged briefly before he pushed me up against a barrel to lean me over - and inserted his cock to find a nice wet surprise; a fresh load waiting to lube him up. He clearly enjoyed it, but it may have been a bit much for him. Seeing that it may make him cum sooner than he thought, he stopped and started off and on for the next ten minutes. Clearly he thought it too early to shoot off his own seed. He moved on, and I decided to just stay in position ready for the next guy. I didn't have to wait long. The next hour or so saw another 5 guys take their turn on my by-now wrecked hole, but each one stopping short before going over the edge. By this point, I needed another break. I wasn't sure of the actual time by now, but it did look like the place had hit its peak, and the sea of men started to slowly recede; although, there were still quite a few left. I headed over toward an area I hadn't been yet, to see what was around. I shortly made eye contact with a guy that had long, curly hair, and one of the biggest uncut monster cocks I'd seen. This was easily 9 inches with a definitive rightward curve. He grabbed me and guided me over to a spot where I could sit up a bit and position myself to take him. The curve was not going to make this easy, but he was thankfully patient. Twelve different men had their turn before him, so I was loose enough. In a nice change of pace, though, this guy fucked a little more passionately and less intensely. Not slow, either; this was more along the lines of those romantic boyfriend fucks we all dream about. Locked in each others arms, we were passionately kissing each other, looking in one another's eyes. All the while, feeling every inch going in and out. I used the opportunity to run my hands all through the ample hair on his chest, begging him not to stop. This went on for easily 20 minutes; by far the most romantic fuck of the day. He pushed all the way in and held it there, giving me a deep kiss. Unlocking his lips from mine, he looked deep in my eyes and gave me a slight nod. Knowing what this meant, I gave a sheepish nod back, grabbed the sides of his chest and braced. Restarting slowly, I was now paying attention to his slight grunts, each one growing just a little more intense than the last. I was hooked; I couldn't take my eyes off of him. The room wasn't well lit, but it was lit enough where I focused right in the centre of his brown eyes where each grunt of mine tried to match the intensity of his. Picking up the pace, I knew the time was near. There were no words. We just let our primal sounds guide the way. And then, it happened. Three really hard and intense pumps followed by the most natural orgasmic grunting I'd ever heard. Each one accompanied by a hot squirting motion in my ass. Collapsing on top of me afterwards, we made out a bit more. As before, no words to kill the moment, just primal moans. We continued to kiss until his now softened cock popped out. I think it was very fitting that the best fuck of the night was the last one. Lucky #13. I had one more drink after we parted ways. My legs needed a rest after that intense of a fuck. I stuck around for a bit more, just to see what else may happen, but by now the crowd was definitely thinning out. There is still much more of the weekend to go, so no use in being desperate for one more just yet. I went back over to gather my clothes and got dressed, paid my tab, and headed out. Checking my phone right out of the door, it was now 4:30 a.m.! Time flies when you've had dick almost non-stop for nearly six hours, apparently. The only saving grace is that the underground was starting service soon, so I didn't have to wait for a taxi or night bus. I only got two loads out of 13 guys, but this was not really a disappointment. Tonight was a personal best. Before this night, the most guys that had fucked me in one evening was 8. I fell asleep that morning a happy slut. I didn't know what the rest of the weekend had in store for me, but this weekend was now the sluttiest I've ever had. Even if I didn't find another dick the next three days, I could rest easy knowing that I'd beaten my personal best. That didn't mean, however, that I'd stop trying... *to be continued*

Personal record received from one top is 5 in a session. I don't usually like to cum until my top guy is fully empty - however many loads that takes.

I'm the same. What I do is dictated by what my top does; if my top if fucking me right, I just moan out of necessity (can't avoid it). If my top is too quiet, I think I'm doing something wrong.