LetsPOZBreed

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.

I tend to not want to cum until after my top (especially in a group/bathhouse/sex club). If I can't control, it though, I'd prefer to have my top stay inside me while I cum as my hole doesn't contract as much in that situation; my top can resume once I'm done and it's not an issue. The minute he pulls out though, that's it.

I can feel it sometimes. There's really no one reason why sometimes you can/can't. Also, feeling it can range to just feeling the warm sensation of fluid at the tip of a top's cock to the full-on pulsating (which is actually quite rare). Much depends on your top's fucking style and ejaculate volume. When I top, I usually fuck until right up to the moment of the first shot when I go all the way in, stop, and shoot. I always get told that I can be felt when I do that - the only motion at that point is just my full shaft and head emptying itself out. Most tops, though, keep pounding when they are cumming, so at most, you can feel the strokes get really warm at the same time of increased vocalising.

So, I was caught in the act. My hotel neighbour was out on his balcony having a simple phone call and he glanced over to watch me getting plowed in numerous positions before having my top guy blast inside me. Certainly not what he expected when he stepped outside. I admit, I was slightly embarrassed at the fact that I left the curtain open, unaware that anyone could have been watching. When he saw my shocked face once I went to the door afterwards, I wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Instead, he grabbed his bulge and gave me a quick wink. Standing there in my grey boxer-briefs, I nodded back. He disappeared back in his room, and I could only hope he was going to make his way over. I heard a knock on my door a minute later, and let him in. I still looked very sheepish, as if I had done such a bad thing by putting myself in a position to be watched. Gladly, it didn't seem to bother him one bit. The door shut behind him, and I was immediately ordered on my knees. I unsnapped his trousers to find a sizeable bulge wrapped in tight white briefs. I was instantly turned on - I failed to mention that my neighbour was a dark-skinned black guy and the contrast of the white against his dark skin was more than enough to whet my appetite. I barely pulled his jeans over his front protrusion, and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me onto his bulge. "Sniff it boy." My mouth right up against it and I took a waft of cock and started licking the outline of his ball sack. I started working my way onto his shaft and followed the leftward tilt of his protrusion before being yanked back front-and-centre. "Not yet. I'll tell you when." I kept my place, opening my mouth a bit to take a mouthful of cotton-wrapped testicles in, licking all around. A couple minutes in, he asked if I wanted it. I replied back "Yes, sir!" and he moved my head over to the side and pulled his hangers out. I took the left one into my mouth and worked it for a bit, hearing his gentle moans; then moved over to the right one to repeat. I then licked the base of his shaft, my mouth practically begging for the taste of his cock. He tugged his waistband upwards just enough to where the rest of it fell out in front of me - all 9 inches of it, cut and thick. I worked my mouth up the shaft to the head and engulfed the tip inside my lips. A cock this big was going to take some practice, but I was fully prepared for it. A deep breath, and then I went down as far as I possibly could. I couldn't make it all the way down, but maybe about 7 or 8 inches of it, where my ears were greeted with a big sigh of pleasure. I did my usual oral magic on it; started out relatively slow and working my way more intensely. Every few minutes, going all the way down on it (or as much as I could) and holding position. Soon, it was more than he could bear. "Now it's my turn slut boy" Having seen my previous encounter, he knew what I liked and how. He flipped me over onto the bed and noticed the bottle of brand new poppers. Grabbing them, he twisted the cap open and held to my right nostril. "Til the count of 10. One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.....9 1/2....10" I heard him spit into his hand, which he used to rub against my already jizzed hole. Then the left nostril, where he counted slightly slower. "One, 2, 3....4.....5.....6....7, 8, 9........Ten" My brain was swirling. This is a brand new bottle, so they were still quite strong. He then took a deep hit of his own and pushed his way in. It felt absolutely massive! At least 2 inches longer than my previous guy and a bit thicker. I could feel him opening me up even more, pushing the wad of cream already there deeper inside. I can tell when he felt it too, as his moaning got louder as his dick sunk deeper in. Thank god for those poppers, though. His cock was so big that my moans and grunts were quite loud. He grabbed my shoulder and kept my upper body pressed against the bed while he worked my upturned ass. He fucked quite aggressively and with purpose; owning my hole the entire time. "Take that big dick, slut. Let me breed that cunt." I couldn't control my noises while he pounded away. The pillows didn't dampen it much. He just kept laying it in me, grunting and talking dirty to me for the next 10 minutes. At a certain point, I felt the head get more plump and rigid. He was ready to spray. "Take my cum bitch! You want it?" "PLEASE, sir. Cum inside me!" "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, FUUUCK!" I felt a really warm sensation deep inside me as I heard some of the loudest orgasmic grunts in my life. All nine inches pulsing, dumping a second load in my already wet cunt. At least seven strong squirts before somewhat subsiding, he kept it in for another minute and I could feel the minor spurts every 5 seconds or so. He didn't take it out until I milked every last drop. After he did, I felt a strong slap on my ass-check and could hear him pull up his jeans and button up. Without words, he left while I still lay face down on the bed in total ecstasy. It was easily five minutes before I could stand back up. Once I did, my legs were practically like jelly. I'd barely been there three hours and had some of the most intense sex of my life. It had only just now gotten dark outside. I made my way over to the shower wondering if I should go out that night to try and get more dick; but a part of me didn't think I could beat the experience of the last two guys who came over. After a little bit of time, I threw on a tanktop, jockstrap, and jeans and made my way down the street. I figure I'll have a couple of drinks first and decide from there. If this is how the first day went, I couldn't have imagined how the rest of it would go... **to be continued**

Hey guys. Wondering if anyone's tried this. I've been curious for some time of what it would be like to watch myself getting fucked and loaded. I'm considering getting a Go Pro with headstrap for my tops to wear while plowing me. Anyone done something like this before? How'd you like it?

Back in 2015, I took my first trip to Berlin for Folsom weekend. This had to be the most sexually liberating experience of my life, by far! I knew I had to experience it a second time, but only after taking a year off; I didn't want to overdo it, after all. Skipping 2016, I decided to spend the next year getting myself into a little better shape and slimming down. Maybe the second time around would be better than the first. When the time came around, I booked my ticket for Folsom 2017 and anxiously waited for the weekend to arrive. As the time got closer and closer, though, I began to get nervous. I had such a wonderful time two years prior, and suddenly I was doubting if the next time would live up to expectations. I tried as best as I could to clear my head beforehand and go in without any lingering memories of my previous experience. Day one didn't disappoint. This time round, I checked into the Axel Hotel in Schoneberg, so that I could be right next to the action. After checking in, I popped over to the nearest sex shop to make sure I had enough goodies to last at least the first couple of days. A fresh bottle of poppers and a couple pocket-sized bottles of lube later, and I went back to my hotel room to relax before the evening. Obviously, the apps were the first place to look. Being in the heart of the action, there was plenty around. Many guys started to arrive that day (I got there on a Wednesday) so I was catching them fresh off the plane and ready to fuck. Not soon after firing up Scruff did I get a message from a guy in the hotel wanting to pop over. Nice-looking silverfox, vers. top, and smooth body. He came up and we played around a bit. When it got down to the nitty-gritty, he laid face-up on the bed begging for my cock...so much for him being a vers-top! Knowing I wanted to go around for some action later, I really tried to control my balls while fucking him. I'm not much of a rough top, but I also don't go so slowly that the bottom gets bored. I did, however, stop myself around 4 times over the next 15 minutes or so; my ass is not very welcoming once my nuts empty. I don't think my guy minded, as he blasted off a decent load after I stopped short of cumming for the last time. Being a cum-hungry slut, I pulled out and licked his load off of his chest. My intent was to fuck him more, but he didn't seem to be interested in bottoming anymore once he shot off. His cum tasted great, though! He towelled off, and headed back to his room. My inaugural load of the weekend still resting inside my own prostate for later... Checking my phone after he left, I found another Scruff message from a local guy this time. Folsom seems to be the weekend that the locals skip town, but this guy hit me up clearly wanting to experience an out-of-towner. About my age, slightly shorter, and very fit, he said he was heading for a run after work and wanted to stop by my room afterwards to release his tension. He then sent me a picture of a thick uncut cock - about 7.5 inches - and told me that there's only one place it wanted to be. I said that I'd be ready and waiting for it once he was ready. Fast forward around 45 minutes, and my sexy German man showed up. He was honestly one of the best kissers I've had in my life! Starting slow and passionately, we worked our way up to his aggressively positioning me into submission. He didn't wait for me to kneel down to worship his cock; he laid me down at the end of the bed and fed it to me. This guy knew exactly what he wanted, and he wasn't leaving until he got it. I must have sucked his dick for at least 15 minutes, alternating between my own motion where he just stood back and let me take control, and him feeding me and taking charge. All the while, he reached down my backside and gently fingered my hole. Soon enough, he grabbed my shoulders and directed me to turn the other way on the bed. Arching my back, i let him rim my ass. I can't stress this enough: I...LOVE...getting rimmed!!! The feeling of a wet tongue lathering my waiting hole makes me moan in ecstasy and practically beg to get fucked. I grabbed the lube and put it down toward the middle of the bed. When I saw my guy reach for it, I mentally started preparing myself for taking his thick member in my tight hole. Because he was a bit thick, it didn't exactly go in easy. Thankfully, though, he was patient and knew how to work it in. He started out by having me stand up and bend over with legs spread; being a tall guy (6'2") this is usually only plausible with another guy my height. He made it work, though, as he spread my legs wide enough to get at the right height. Starting slow, he worked his way in until I had all 7.5 inches inside. Taking one or two slow strokes hearing me moan in pleasure. Then, it began: he started pounding away with conviction! I was grunting like crazy! This had to have turned on my German top guy even more, as he seemed to keep fucking me with more enthusiasm the more noise I made. After a bit, he put my face up on the bed, eased his way in again, and started pumping away again. This happened in at least 4 different positions over the next half-hour. Finally.... "I'm gonna cum! You want it?" "Fuck yeah! Cum inside me!" I then felt a hard stroke all the way inside me and then about seven big blasts of man-milk dumping inside me. I absolutely love it when a guy stops fucking with his full dick inside me and just blasts. It means that every inch is against the walls of my ass just ready to feel every last bit of skin pulsing as each volley erupts out of his balls and empties into my willing cunt. After the squirting subsided, we stayed in position as we let out the last of our moans and grunts. My top man collapses onto my back, and we finish with a long hot snog. Turning me over, he wanted to jerk me to completion, but I wasn't close. We catch our breath, and he then tells me to save my cum for later, as he encouraged me to go out and slut it up that evening. He left and said on his way out that I should hit him up over the weekend if I wanted a repeat (I did, but that'll cum later). After he left, I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat... I left the curtains open. Even though this was the sixth floor, I didn't realise that the balcony of the adjacent room was in full view of my bed. I walked over to the sliding door to notice my hotel-neighbour out there giving me a wink as he grabbed his crotch. He saw and heard the whole thing, and apparently liked what he saw! I nodded over, and soon enough, it was time for round 2... **to be continued**

Over time, I've come to enjoy totally anonymous sex. No strings, no (or very little) talking, just straight to the point - pump-and-dump, fuck-and-go, whatever you want to call it. That being said, I'm not usually into being dominated. It really takes a lot for me to not start to shut down at being ordered around; in the right moment, though, anything is possible... I had just come back to London after two weeks state-side visiting family. Lately, it seems that the immediate week after that is when I tend to get hit up the most; I guess it just seems that I'm fresh meat again. No argument here! One night after work, I just wanted to see if I could get a quick load to help get over jet-lag and release some pent up energy. I posted a Quick Connect ad on bbrt, stating that I just wanted a quick anon fuck. About half an hour later, I get a message from a hot guy nearby that was as straight to the point as I could have asked for; subject like was just "Will you.." with the message body finishing up with "lay face up on your bed and let me fuck and fill you?" Without hesitation, I simply responded with "Yes! When cane you come by?" I gave him my address and he said that he'd be over in about 20 minutes. In the meantime, I got out my dildo and put it inside me to make sure I was open and ready for him when he dropped by. He arrived at my building right on time. I buzzed him up, and he let himself in to find me right where he asked me; face up on the bed, legs in the air, ready for him. This is probably the first time I've had a guy come over for anon sex where he requested that I face him (instead of being ass-up and blindfolded). He stripped on the side of the bed, where he saw the dildo on the side of me; he asked me, you've been loosening your hole for me boy? I said "yes, sir" as he was now totally naked and made his way on top of me. He was hard the instant he walked in, as he was there for one reason and one reason only: to blast his seed in a willing hole. We both took a hit of my brand new bottle of poppers and he slowly worked his way in. I grabbed a hold of his hips to guide him in. Once in, he spit right on my face and started slowly pumping. This guy was going to fuck me like a little faggot and wanted me to feel worthless while doing so. Ordinarily, this isn't my thing, but for some reason I just felt the urge to go with it. As he started thrusting in me, he said "get your hands off of me, boy!" and i pulled my hands off his hips and grabbed my legs instead - making sure I was just in the position he wanted. He kept going, slowly picking up pace and it felt amazing. I was moaning in pleasure and then he said "shut it boy; stop making noise!". He kept going for a bit more. Now I was totally quiet with my legs in the air just letting him do what he wanted. After a bit, I wanted another poppers hit, and I asked him "Can I have another hit of poppers, sir?". He agreed, and I took another big hit. After that, he pumped a few more thrusts and without warning, I felt his cock twitching inside me and he said "Feel it boy? . Feel that poz seed emptying into your guts?" I nodded yes (as I was told to keep quiet), and just let him empty shot after shot of his dirty seed in my waiting hole. After it was done, I said "thank you, sir" and he simply just got dressed and left. I was totally used. This guy came over only to bust his nut in a hole, and he did; he didn't need anything else. I see him online again every once in a while, but I'm a bit nervous to approach him; he's the one that likes to order me around, and I feel he'd think it out of place if I asked if he wanted to come dump in me again. Maybe one day, I'll work up the nerve to go for it; hopefully, he'll accept and use me again. Hopefully...

Thanks guys. Glad you enjoyed. I still have nights where I jerk off to this memory. Figured I'd share it with you all. ?

Once I was on my journey of being a total bareback slut, after the hot experience from the previous story, I felt the need to continue to explore my inner sexual desires. It wasn't long before a message on Adam4Adam gave me my next big idea. A guy in his mid-20s messaged me asking if I would be up for letting him fuck me. There was one catch: he'd only do it if I blindfolded myself. I'd never done this sort of thing before, even though I've heard of it plenty of times. I didn't have a proper blindfold at home, but knew I had a bandana somewhere, so I said "sure" and invited him over. His instructions to me were very specific. He'd message me when he parked at my apartment complex so I could get in position. Have porn playing on the television, and be waiting ass-up for him. I followed my orders like the newfound sub I'd become. ? I heard the front door open and shut, and he made his way over to me and I could hear the sounds of him undressing. It was wintertime, so when he rubbed his hand on my bare butt, I could feel a good chill. His profile didn't say if he preferred bareback or safe, but I'd find out when he got to my place. I purposely didn't put any condoms out in the hope he'd fuck me raw; hopefully he didn't bring one either. He knelt down in front of me, and I started to work on his cock. I couldn't see it, but it felt like a nice size - seven inches maybe and cut with a nice bell-end head at the tip. I used my hands to feel around his nude boy and felt that this was definitely the body of a young twink. Fine by me! Keeping my eyes covered, I worked his rock hard dick for a while before moving to his balls. I wasn't sure how much he'd let me do, as I know these situations tend to be more suck and fuck only. I figured if I tried something off-limits he'd get me to stop right away. Thankfully that didn't happen. He even let me rim him for a little bit as well! After a bit, he whispered in my ear for me to turn around and face away from him. He was ready to fuck. At this point, I had a really nervous feeling as I didn't quite know what to expect. He put his cock right up against my hole and just rubbed in the crack for a bit. I could feel that it was uncovered; this young boy was about to bareback me! I could hear and feel him spitting downwards, and soon enough, he was working his natural lube all over his cock and my waiting receptor. He didn't go in easy at first, but at some point, we reset and he let my hole guide him in. Once there, I held his cock in me for a little bit and then let him start working me. This guy wasn't much of a dirty talker, and instead it was just the sound of his moaning and grunting. He kept at it with a mid-speed pace and it felt great; I just let him keep at it and let the noises come naturally out of me. About ten minutes in, I could hear a slight change in the tone of his grunts. Figuring I knew what that meant, I blurted out "yeah, you about to cum?" He then kept going "yeah.....yeah", followed by a few forceful thrusts that had the distinct feeling of warm fluid. He was blasting his young seed inside me. After he was done he pulled out and got dressed. I heard the door shut as he left, and it took everything I had not to sneak to the bedroom window to try and get a quick glimpse of him as he made his way to his car. About 20 minutes after he left, he sent a message saying "Thanks pig. You should let me do that again sometime." I told him to let me know next time he wanted to dump a load again and I'll make myself available to him. One burning question remained (in my head at least): his profile didn't mention his status - and neither did mine. I finished off my response with "not that it matters, but are you poz or neg?" His response: whichever one you think I am. ? He came by a couple more times, giving me a few more loads of his jizz. Every time, I imagined that I was getting pozzed by some innocent-looking young guy who wanted nothing more than to drop his babies in a willing hole. By the second time, I made sure I got a proper blindfold. I've used it plenty of times since, as I've discovered just how much hotter sex can be with your sense of sight deprived. It's fine tuned my sense of hearing - the sounds of a guys voice as he gets ever closer to emptying his pent-up energy inside of me. This first experience was only the beginning. There'd be lots more to come....