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  1. I began my voluntary sexual exploration phase just as what became known as the HIV crisis roared into the public eye, and that turned me into a condom advocate. I played around with other guys, but any penetration required a wrapping. Years later, after my first divorce, I went to a bathhouse and hooked up with a hot cowboy type in the steam room: I was sucking his dick and he just kept rubbing my ass and sliding his fingers in and out of it. We wound up rinsing off and heading to my room, and he started eating me out once we got in there. I handed him a condom and watched him unwrap it and put it on, then turned around and felt him push into my hole. He’d pull out every now and then to add lube, and I’d occasionally reach behind me to feel the condom. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of driving me into the mattress, he put one hand on the back of my neck and one hand on the small of my back and just plowed the living hell out of me. He stiffened up and started bucking, then slowed down to a couple of long-dickings. He rested on me for a second, dick still hard in my ass, then reached over and dropped the condom in front of me, pulled out, slapped my ass, and walked out of the room. I just lay there in shock. Did he just come inside me? I reached back, and sure enough, my ass was loaded with his cum. I was torn between being horrified and finding it one of the hottest things I’d ever felt. I wound up blowing my own load just by fingering my hole and feeling the cum slosh inside and around my ass.
  2. I don't know if you have insurance, but I know some insurers cover it as a maintenance medication once your doctor verifies that you're HIV-negative. As well, Gilead has a card that gives you (x) discount/prepay that you can split out over the year or use in one lump sum in order to bring the cost down.
  3. I think one of my hottest encounters this last year was with J, a guy who loved whoring me out in bookstores. He'd start fucking me raw about six inches from a glory hole, and we'd always wind up with at least two or three guys who wanted head, and a couple who wanted my ass.

    The most memorable visit, though, cost me nothing but some leg cramps.

    He and his friend took me to the ABS. I got into one side of the GH booth with my top, and his friend went into the other. I kept trading off between the two cocks, and then J dropped $100 in the bill receiver, pushed me back against the hole, and held my ass open after his friend was done.

    I don't know if they'd put an ad up, or were just hoping that the time of day would conspire to grant them multiple tops, but around twenty loads, I lost count: I was too damn cum drunk and horny to worry about numbers.

    By the time his money ran out, I couldn't really feel my ring anymore, and the cum flooded out when I stood up.

  4. I thought I had a fairly large sexual appetite before I went on PrEP; however, since I started taking it, I can safely say that I'm embracing my indiscriminate slut side. Let's face it: when you leave the bathhouse reeking of sex and with the ass of your jeans soaked through with the cum leaking out of a wrecked ring, that's when you know it's been a good night.
  5. It's guys like you that make me glad I'm vers.

    1. bottomguysea

      bottomguysea

      You can load me any day

    2. rawloadstaken

      rawloadstaken

      Well then, the next time I'm in Seattle -- sometime later this year, but I've not yet finalized my plans -- I'll be happy to breed you as much as you want.

      Well, when I'm not getting pounded out myself, of course. I need to refill every now and then, you know.

  6. It sounds delightful, and I love the idea of being a mare.
  7. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn ... I think I see what I need to save vacation time for. Whinny, indeed.
  8. I'm getting ready to spend a few days with family, so I went to Peeps Too to relieve some stress. Started blowing a guy with a fairly thick, 6-ish inch cock: it wasn't exceptionally long (thank heavens ... no gag reflex trigger), but it stretched my mouth wide enough that it was a struggle not to graze him with my teeth. He left his side of the glory hole and came into my booth, and woof. Hot bear daddy. He cupped the back of my head in one hand and kept brushing my cheek with the other. I wound up worshipping that cock, and he gave me one of the largest loads I've had in my mouth at once. This was a two-gulper. He patted me on the head and left, and I locked the door behind him. When I turned around, there was an ass pressed up against the glory hole, and who was I to pass that up? I gave him a couple of minutes of slow fucking, then ... ah ... let's just say that I used the washroom for a bit of cleanup. I came out of the bathroom and went back into the booths, and did manage to drop my load in a scruffy-looking gent who had a (thankfully) clean ass, and then he turned around and cleaned his ass and my cum off my dick. So yeah, aside from one bad scene, not a bad start to the weekend.
  9. My 9 x 5.5 decided he wanted my ass, and who was I to say no? I went to his apartment, and it was business as usual: he was on the sofa, naked, and I stripped down, crawled over to him, and sucked his gorgeous cock until he was rock hard. The first load -- and sometimes the second -- is always in the living room: I start on hands and knees, head down and braced against the sofa, and he enters me with one long, slow plunge, then starts fucking me, alternating between fast and deep and slow long-dicking. His loads are usually pretty large, and he usually manages four or five in one three to five-hour session.. This time he only dumped three in me, but they were HUGE. I wound up leaking into my jeans on the way back from his apartment, and all I was hoping was that the Uber driver didn't charge me for a stained seat. Luckily it all stayed inside my jeans, but when I was walking from the parking lot to my apartment, it started oozing down my legs. God, I love visiting him.
  10. Went to Seattle Mon-Wed for a vacation, and came back to the Portland area today. I visited the Eagle bar (got to suck off a hot guy upstairs), Steamworks Seattle (a lot of frottage, two loads down my throat), and Club Z (swallowed three loads, took fifteen up the ass).
  11. Mmmmm. Uploaded a couple of photos from my fifteen load trip to Seattle to my XTube profile.

  12. Out of curiosity, does anyone in Seattle need an indiscriminate cumdump any time after about 4 p.m. on Monday through about midnight on Wednesday?

    I'll be hitting Club Z and Steamworks, and probably visiting the Eagle.

    Any other suggestions?

  13. Argh! I'm fucked -- and not in the good way that calls for a cigarette afterward -- in trying to get to Seattle for next week's sex trip.

    It wasn't until after I booked my hotel -- a $250 non-refundable fee, thanks to a discount through Booking.com -- that the facility advised me that I need to use a parking garage, as they don't have any on-premises parking.

    I'm either looking at staying in an offsite garage at a cost of $110 / 3 days, dropping roughly $120 for a round-trip Bolt Bus ticket and a taxi, or spending right around $150 for Amtrak and the Metro bus.

    This trip has just shot from $250 (plus one tank of gas: I love my Prius) to around $400, and that's before entry fees to Club Z and Steamworks Seattle.

    FML

  14. At some point -- if you don't mind -- I may have to beg an invitation to one of them.
  15. Please note: this is crossposted to my own page, but I thought it behooved me to open the question (and, of course, my arse) to a wider audience: Starting next Monday, I'm taking a sexcation to Seattle. I should get in around 1:30 - 2:00 p.m., then -- once I've checked into the hotel and done a bit more prep -- I'll likely do some walkabouts, then head over to Club Z in the early evening. I'm also planning on hitting Steamworks on Tues/Wed night, as both the Lights Out and Bear Hump nights sound awesome. In between (hopefully) getting plowed into a sloppy mess at those locations -- and yes, feel free to come by and use me as your cumwhore -- any suggestions as to what I should do while I'm there?
  16. Starting next Monday, I'm taking a sexcation to Seattle.

    I should get in around 1:30 - 2:00 p.m., then -- once I've checked into the hotel and done a bit more prep -- I'll likely do some walkabouts, then head over to Club Z in the early evening. I'm also planning on hitting Steamworks on Tues/Wed night, as both the Lights Out and Bear Hump nights sound awesome.

    In between (hopefully) getting plowed into a sloppy mess at those locations -- and yes, feel free to come by and use me as your cumwhore -- any suggestions as to what I should do while I'm there?

  17. 9.5", 2.5 hours, 4 loads.

    Oh yeah, I'll be visiting him again.

    1. ejaculaTe

      ejaculaTe

      Hell, with those numbers, there should be a line at his door that goes around the block a couple of times.

    2. rawloadstaken

      rawloadstaken

      If you meant a line to ride a train on me? Yes, please.

      If you meant a line for his loads? Oh HELL to the no: I'm greedy.

      :D

  18. I think that's part of the joy that comes with being a bottom: that anticipation, that moment of silence, that feeling that somebody's behind you, and then that first touch. I love anon.
  19. Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Jay Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 503-567-5795 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Hillsboro OR, Tanasbourne region, 97124 Times you're generally not available: weekdays before 9 p.m. Age: 50 Height: 5'9" Weight: 180 Ethnicity: Caucasian
  20. Yes, he was (claiming to be) undetectable, but I still took my first confirmed raw poz cock Saturday. Eight (maybe a bit more) glorious thick inches for about two hours and three loads. Met up with another gentleman with similar measurements and status -- about an inch longer, but a little less plump -- but that was ... ah ... mmm ... let's just say things didn't go as planned, and we're going to try again later.

    So yeah, that Adam4Adam guy? He missed out on being my first, but he sure wasn't my last.

    At any rate, Tuesday (Hallowe'en) was another "I have no idea of their status" gloryhole days.

    I took one giant ass-wrecker -- probably thicker than any I've taken in the last year: he was about the same girth  as the two cocks from my bathhouse double-fuck last week combined -- and he dumped a huge load in me. I was gaping and aching when he was through -- there's only so much poppers and determination can do, after all -- but I spun around and cleaned him off with my tongue, and I loved the flavor of my ass and his cum together.

    About ten minutes later I started sucking a daddy bear through the glory hole, then let him into my booth. He felt my wet hole while I was blowing him, then told me to turn around and sit on his dick so that he could breed me, and who was I to refuse such a politely-worded request?

    Okay, admittedly his words were more along the lines of "you're going to take my load, aren't you? You're my little cum whore, yeah? Gonna breed your bitch hole," but I'm sure he meant the banter to be flirtatious.

    Yeah, he left another huge load in me, and I sucked him clean afterward, too.

    Long story short, while I'm not now -- and shan't ever be -- a chaser, and while I will remain on PrEP and hope that I stay negative, and while I'm well aware that I've likely taken numerous poz loads without knowing it, and while I'm well aware of the transmission statistics for undetectable v. low viral load v. high viral load, I can officially say I've pretty much eradicated the last remnants of my phobia against knowingly taking confirmed poz loads.

  21. It's kind of funny: my throat still aches from being forced onto so many 7-8" cocks at Hawks a couple of nights ago, I have to go into work and talk all day tomorrow, and I'm finding it really difficult to be upset at the discomfort.

  22. I was chatting with a (supposedly) undetectable poz top lsat night on A4A, and we were discussing a meetup between us. Please note: at that point, neither of us had unlocked pictures on our respective profiles.

    I've stripped his name -- I'm annoyed, but I'm not that big of a tool to out him -- but here's the timeline as it appeared:

    (17 mins ago) unlock?
    (11 mins ago) guess thats a no?
    (10 mins ago) thanks for looking and not replying . pussy.

    And then he blocked me.

    Seven minutes from "I want to fuck you" to "I'm a 13 year old girl who demands immediate gratification."

    All I can think is that I dodged a bullet with that one: if he can't wait seven minutes for a response, he's not the sort of individual I'd want to play with.

    1. rawloadstaken

      rawloadstaken

      @alwaysready, I'm sure it is. Even if he tries to message me, I'm in no moods for shenanigans. Well, to be fair, hisshenanigans. I'm always open to other shenanigans. Rawr.

  23. Went to Hawks last night and got fucking LOADED. Had my first DP session, and holy fuck was it hot. By the time I left, my ass was gaping, and the cum was oozing into my jeans on the way home. I didn't like the feeling of losing all of it, so I stopped at the local ABS to pick up a few more loads. I stopped counting once I'd reached ten cocks: I was too cumdrunk to keep a tally. I'm supposed to be meeting up with a 10" guy tomorrow, and he may bring his 11" friend. *happy*
  24. I've been dropping by the local abs every now and then after work, and alternating between giving head and fucking asses, and yesterday's was hot. A guy in the next booth was teasing me: rubbing me between his cheeks, running his fingers up the underside of my cock, and alternating between sucking and jerking me. After a couple of minutes, I felt him slip a rubber on me, then turned around and slammed himself on my cock. The angle was off, and I felt like he was going to break my dick, so I pulled out, stripped the condom off, and started jerking off. He reached through the hole, pulled my cock onto his side, put another condom on me, and pulled me into his ass. At that point, It felt better -- he was lined up now -- but I wasn't really getting a lot of pleasure out of it. I just wanted to get home, so I pulled out, stripped the condom off, and started jerking my cock again. After about ten or fifteen seconds, he pulled me back to his side and started giving me a mediocre blowjob, then turned around, grabbed my cock, and started backing onto it. He kept hesitating every inch or so, and he was tight enough that I'm pretty sure spit was the only lube he'd used, so I didn't move until he'd pushed back to the point that I was balls deep in him. He started sliding up and down it and alternating between saying 'no, I can't" and "oh god, oh god, oh fuck me!" Bare skin always feels the best, and when he started twitching and moaning, I blew into him. Things got real slick, real fast, and he froze. He reached back and felt my cummy cock, then started sliding up and down again. About five minutes later I managed a second load, and then I was done. I pulled out and wiped off my dick, and saw him fingering his hole, jerking his finger away, and then putting it back up and feeling the cum oozing out. By the time I was buttoned up and out the door, he had his finger in his ass and just kept saying "oh shit, no way ... no way ... he came in me." I don't know if he really was that hesitant or inexperienced, but if he was, I think I introduced him to the joy he can feel accepting the role of cumdump.
  25. Over the last week, I've dropped at least one load a day at the gloryholes near where I work. I think there's only been one that hasn't been in the ass: if I recall correctly, there was one really talented cocksucker who worked one out with his throat. For me, the hottest one so far this week was a mid-thirties guy -- suit, wedding band, nervous as hell -- who started sucking my dick at the gloryhole. About eight strokes in, he pulled off and asked to come into my booth. He kept talking about how he couldn't take too long because he was meeting his wife at Black Bear for dinner, but that didn't stop him from taking off (and folding!) his slacks, then kneeling so he could start sucking me again. I leaned over his shoulder and started rubbing his ass and he started moaning. I got my finger wet and started working it into his ass, and christ was he tight. He kept going between *moan* and "maybe we shouldn't ... god that feels good" and pushing against my hand. Honestly, it didn't take much persuasion to get him standing and me rubbing my dick along his crack and bumping his hole with the head. I finally slicked up my dick with spit and held it at his hole, and he kept saying "I shouldn't" the whole time he fucked himself down to my balls. Christ, he was even tighter around my cock, and he had these shivers that kept running up and down his sides when I started pumping. I alternated between slow and fast thrusts, and he came without touching himself about two minutes into it. I just held him while he shook, and stroked him until he started getting hard again, then went back to fucking him. I blew two loads in his ass before he looked shocked, pulled off, and asked if I'd come in him. He freaked when I told him I had, and started babbling about his wife and how he was going to dribble come in his suit pants, and then asked me what my status was. At one and the same time, I felt sorry for his wife, but I was a little exasperated at his reaction. Dude, if you're not ready to be a cumhole, don't put your ass on my cock.
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