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My current ones are silicone. I’ve read that they’re less likely to contain nasty chemicals and are easier to clean. Just remember that you can’t use silicone lube with them or store them in contact with other silicone toys.

Bareback or I can’t really be bothered. Since my teens, I’ve always known that sex with condoms is compromised, inhibited sex. And it’s not just about physical sensations. To fuck or be fucked without at least the very real possibility of it ending with a cum load inside is a completely different headspace. I’m a heteroromantic bisexual bottom and, for a long time, before PrEP made carrying on a relationship with a woman and getting fucked raw by guys at least somewhat viable, I just didn’t really think much about it. I mean, it was always there… I’d use dildos and very occasionally jerk off to bareback porn, but it wasn’t constantly on my mind. If you had asked me then if I would ever have sex with a guy, I could honestly reply that I didn’t think so. That had changed by the time I was in my early 30s as I became aware of the possibilities. The last unanswered question was whether the actual experience of getting fucked bareback and being left with a cum-filled hole would live up to the fantasy. Would I actually do it and be disappointed by the reality? Well, uh, I think we all know the answer to that… 😂 These days, it tops the list of sex acts I crave and if I’m even remotely horny, that’s probably what I’m thinking about.

I mean, you are going to know when he’s cumming if it’s a good fuck. Last load I took was a few weeks ago and it was a big one. I was on my back in a bathhouse sling. He said he was gonna cum, so that was a sign… 😂 He finished with a series of hard thrusts, and then pushed deep and his whole body shuddered against me for several seconds. The most obvious sensation as he slowly pulled out was a kind of fullness (with the cock no longer being there) and wetness. He’d been fucking me pretty relentlessly for a long time to this point, so my hole was somewhat gaping and dripping cum without me having to do anything. I touched my fingers to my hole and could feel the cum slipping through them. He looked, laughed and just said, “Yeah…” There was a big mirror beside the sling and I regret not just savouring the moment more, swivelling around and taking a proper look at the result, but I was pretty dehydrated and spent. I picked up my towel and that felt very wet when I wrapped it around my waist as there was a lot of cum on my butt cheeks and on the inside of my leg. I did feel a little raw and sore, and conscious of walking around with a very used ass, but overall I was buzzing. The physical sensations are definitely there when you get fucked and filled with cum, but embracing the psychological is such a big part of it. If this is for you, it will feel absolutely and completely right to be in that position in that moment. That whatever other skills you possess, you were definitely made to do this. Knowing you’ve put in the mental and physical preparation to take a cock well and having clear, undeniable proof of a job well done is a really great feeling.

As a teenager (from about 15 on), I'd raid my parents' bathroom for the Vaseline and the refrigerator for cock-simulating vegetables.

Getting fucked hard up the ass is never going to be a “comfortable” experience, but it’s still intensely pleasurable for a bottom like myself. I don’t want it gentle, or considerate or loving. I’ll try to prepare myself with lube (of some kind) and do my best to ensure my hole is as ready as possible to take dick, with a minimum of wasting the top’s time. Then I can revel in the physical sensations of a cock banging against my prostrate and insides, balls slapping against my ass, the sights, the sounds… Then there’s that psychological buzz that bottoms get from knowing they’re just being used as a fuckhole for other people’s pleasure. Verbal degradation is great as well. Even better if there’s an audience watching thinking what a slut you are and/or waiting their turn. I don’t want to be injured, as that inhibits my ability to service tops, but I am happy to be pushed to my fucking limit. The top who left me gingerly walking away from the bathhouse sling the other night, dripping cum from a loose hole, was perfect. No concern for my pleasure, no asking if I was ready or if I wanted him to use a condom, just focused on himself, sniffing his poppers, occasionally checking the scene out in the full-length mirror beside us, and fucking me relentlessly for the next hour. He completely ignored my cock the entire time and he was perfectly right to do so. I can admit that I was struggling by the end: trembling, dehydrated, completely and utterly used… But I knew I had to hang on, concentrate on breathing, and give him and his superior cock what he needed. Then I knew I’d be worthy of the load he was building up to, undeniable verification of my cumdump slut status.

After last night’s pounding

Huge load last night. Don’t normally get the opportunity for evening action, but my (female) partner is away for the week, so decided to get out there and hit up Wet on Wellington here in Melbourne. It was my first visit since moving a few months ago and was also a mixed gender night. Lent a slightly weird vibe as was hard to tell who was there just to follow the girls around. Wandered the maze endlessly for ages to the point my feet were starting to cramp. It was getting late and I was at a decision point… Go home or take action! I’m pretty shy and don’t really like to approach people directly. Knew I’d have to either get ass up with an open door or get in a sling. Luckily, one of the sling rooms (with a big mirror on the side) was free so I hopped in, legs in the air. I assumed I’d be ignored for a while and would just call it a night or would vacate if a couple arrived wanting to use the sling. There was a well-built black African guy near the door after a couple of minutes. I assumed he might be looking to join in with one of the girls in the adjoining room, but next thing I know he’s closing the door and stroking his 7-8 inch cock at my hole. Oh boy! First balls-deep thrust up my ass and I knew I was in for a wild ride. I did my best to contribute with the occasional thrust against his cock, but it wasn’t necessary. He was expertly working me over. Slow and steady then wild, ball-slapping thrusts and deep penetration. He paused now and then to lube up a little, but it must have been at least 45 minutes of him relentlessly pounding my ass. I tried to milk his cock with my hole, but near the end I realized that was pointless and ineffective as he’d banged my sphincter into complete surrender by then. It was almost out of body by this point. It was just the non-stop slapping soundtrack of his cock and balls slamming against my butt cheeks, my white legs in the air against his black skin, and the occasional glance to the mirror to take in the scene. I had a vague sense I was close to tapping out but then he was cumming, shooting a massive load inside me, pressing balls-deep to make sure I got it all. I felt immediately full and wet as he pulled out. I touched a finger to my hole and he laughed at the undeniable evidence of a thorough and complete bareback fucking. He was so pleased with his epic performance and I was elated to have been of service. The only sad thing was that the door was closed and no-one else got to see to show. As we exited, the guy outside the room looked a little disappointed he couldn’t have a turn on me, but it was near closing time and I was wrecked in every sense. Had to urinate before leaving, but did my best to keep as much cum in me as possible for the long walk home, even though some of it was down my leg and in the towel. It was still oozing and farting out of me an hour later on the bathroom floor of my apartment. Just one load but it was one for the ages.

Honestly, not painful in my case. I’d had plenty of objects, butt plugs and dildos up my ass in the years before a guy fucked me for the first time. I was lubed up and was well prepared for what it would feel like. I was more self-conscious about my hole being a bit too wide for his smallish cock, as he was pushing my legs and ass cheeks together to get a tighter grip.

Yeah, that’s the same for me. I’ve always been about the ass and a pussy holds no allure. And I’d describe myself as a heteroromantic bisexual. I’m mainly attracted to women, but I’ve always had to think of other things to stay hard when the vagina is the focus. The road to being a bottom has been a long and gradual one. I’ve been putting objects up my ass since I was 15, but I had a weird rationalisation at the time about needing to know what it was like for the imaginary women I was going to fuck. The obvious answer was that I simply enjoyed having my ass penetrated, but that was beyond my comprehension back then. As a teen, I’d occasionally fantasize about fucking my guy friends as well as the girls, but that was never anything I tried to act on. It was also the 1990s and HIV was still a big scary thing. Gay sex (and condomless sex in general) was dangerous and best avoided! I’ve always been quite shy and submissive, but I tried my best to mask it to cope with the challenges that presents in high school, early adulthood and playing a lot of competitive sport. It wasn’t until my very late 20s/early 30s that I began realize how good it felt to admit to myself that I enjoyed being dominated, even with women. When it comes to sex, condoms just don’t do it for me. So the next step was finding out about PrEP. That was a lightbulb moment. To know I could take a pill and submit to raw cocks and get my ass filled with cum essentially without risk of being pozzed made it viable for me and clicked the puzzle pieces into place. It was intensely liberating to know I could now embrace a role that fitted me perfectly.

Practically, when the number of loads taken goes up and the selectivity goes down, the label “cumdump” is probably appropriate. A cumdump’s primary role is to be an easily available, willing (enough) cum receptacle. A natural cumdump will usually feel some guilt or shame if they find themselves being picky or rejecting advances. Connection, intimacy and the cumdump’s pleasure are, of course, irrelevant. Objectively viewed, someone can be a cumdump regardless of self-perception or how others perceive them, but that can add another dimension. As a heteroromantic bi bottom, it’s behavior I’m drawn to and feels like a natural fit. Cock and cum in my ass is all that really matters. I’m not looking for love, nor do I care about being labeled. But I’m not really there yet. I’ve taken anon cock, but I’ve still mostly been on the sidelines. Would-be cumdump for now…

From about 15-16yo I was using large carrots with Vaseline for lube. I could wedge the end of the carrot between a mattress and the bed base. Then I could get on all fours and ram myself while looking at porn on the computer.

Had an anon fuck me when I was ass up in the bathhouse last night. Hope he left satisfied, but the condom he slipped on (to a small dick, to be honest) made it pretty underwhelming. At least give me some reward!

I’m all for variety, so when it comes to being fucked, dicks of all shapes, sizes, colors and creeds are welcome in my hole. Even a small cock, wielded well, is likely to result in a good time. If I’m only playing around with dildos or butt plugs then I want size to make it worthwhile. Had to clear out a lot of my stuff for a move and was left with access to a large butt plug and a 6-inch realistic cock and balls dildo. Better than nothing, but I could barely feel the dildo.

I’ve already mentioned my desire to be tied/locked down while countless guys take turns fucking and filling me up. But I’m also thin and physically a bit of a weakling, so it feels right to be manhandled. After many loads, I’d love to be removed from the restraints and carried around by a couple of guys, parading my dripping cum hole and holding me up to fucked some more, as well as lowering me onto some seated cocks. Another is getting fucked by amputees, with a hard cocks going in and out, and stumps slapping against my ass.