Kayne

Amen!

Oh yeah. I get turned down for being black, for being Big, for being uncut, I get turned down for being poz, for having scars... for not adhering to labels. there are a lot that reject me. but screw them. there are more that worship me

Kissing is optional, though I admit it is a massive turn on for me, but only when its practical. I've kissed while jacking at filthy urinals. I've kissed while breeding or being bred in a dark maze, arcade or at a gang bang I've kissed while fooling around in wooded places parks and public places. But I've also not kissed while breeding twinks in port authority men's room stalls , gagging or choking em out instead. Context and situations are important

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The last Load I gave was Thanksgiving Day. was early in the morning and a dude Hit me up on A4A wanting a good hard breeding from a big boy with a fat uncut cock. We met in the Stairwell of a building near my place. I gagged him on my cock to get that good throat slime then pushed into his kunt easily. Felt like he'd taken a couple of loads before me, that made my dick even harder. I fucked the dude's hot black kunt till he tightened under me, firing his boy batter innthe filthynstairs while I bred two hot, poz, loads I had to his battered pussy. when I pulled out, the hungry pup sucked my cock clean. pinkncum spilled.from his gaping kunt, and when Inleft him he was fingering himself and licking p ink cum off the stairs. my dick was still hard when I left.

I dont know. I mean, I've been mansex crazy for as.far back as I can remember. but Finally hearing the words has made my already high sex drive explode. I only wish I got my gift intentionally, with some memory to beat it to, instead of a hospital fuck up that changed me.forever

I guess I was conditioned to be a barebacker from my earliest days. Suffice it to say that I was taught well by a lot of experienced older men. By the time I was a teenager and had the access and knowledge to use condoms, I tried. it was the 90's and everyone was scared of the bug. Still I hated the way the felt. I could never stay hard and when Ibwas topping, ttheyboften failed. I would try and give up and ultimately stop trying, slipping in the bottom bare. ( I didn't know what stealthing was in those days) None of the guys my age or even older got mad. Part of me missed the days when I did bottom and I got seeded, but in my mid to late teens I began insisting that anyone fucking me wore one. But certain people could talk me out of it. Mainly White guys from Europe or the Netherlands. A dude's accent could make me give my ass without protection. there were other exceptions. Dominican dudes, Homeless dudes in the park... anyone with a big enough incentive... a uniformed guy. I soon found myself ignoring TLC and chasing those waterfalls. The last time I tricked myself/ Lied to myself/ Denied I was Barebacking / pretended or even touched a condom that wasnt already full of someone's jizz which inwas using to lube my own cock was in 2008. I had been crusing. I met up with this guy I had played with many times before since I was 17- 10 years before. He was Sexy Hung and basically homeless, and spun on something or other which made him way hotter. We were frotting and kissing on one of those "quality of life/ broken windows/ homo sweeps post 9/11 NYC was known for. The Homocops caught and handcuffed us. The cop that searched pocket found my rubbers. he laughed and threw them in the gravel and dirt and ground them down under his foot. He said something like " you don't use em anyway or they donr work anyway, right?" I remember my balls started to churn then . in arraignment the next day I found out the dude I was playing with was not onlynpoz- but Full Blown. My dick stayed hard for days. that was the last time I ever attempted to use condoms. havent looked back or regretted it since. considering how things worked out for me, I wish me and him did more than front till I came on his cock or him blowing me just once I wish I had his cum in me. but that's another story.

I li e in New York. There are times when it's impossible to avoid touching a stud's as , being Ground upon or touching a thick cock. Then again, I've personally seen dudes Jacking off to completetion or pissing in crowded subway cars. I miss the days when it was easy to just look at a guy and start fucking while the trains raced through tunnels late at night, early innthe morning and during the slow afternoons. Best I got now is watching when heavy dicked men sit spread out, and you can see his bits whether he's freeballin or not .

Never Existed for me, or if it did, it was largely absorbed in thr recovery from the botched surgery that landed me in the hospital in the first place. Always resented that a hospital mishap, and not My slut ways got me here

I have a fuck ton of kinks, but I gotta say my greatest fantasy involves getting tricked into getting high and to Fuck/ be fucked. I also have major uniform, Dumb jock/Himbo, ManScent Rape and PoZ fetishes/ Fantasies But above all else, I love Locker room sex.

I can only think of one practical use for wrapping my cock up, and that' somyou dont get shit all over your dick. I mean when you're cruising a train station, wooded park area, or whatever... you're not going to find shit free holes to plow. When I was in my 20's I used to be serious about condoms. Despite the loads imgave and recieved when I was in my teens. Honestly though putting them on my cock keeps me limp as fuck. And i hate trh way they deel in my hole. I remember the last time I even carried one in my pocket. I Was cursing in a park, stroking with a guy i had played with before, when several undercover cops busted us. The cop that grabbed me took the condom in my wallet out and threw it in the dirt. Stepped on it. Later that day infound out my "buddy" had AIDS. Remembering that makes my Dick so Hard.

New York's are usually held at a place called "Paddles" a no alcohol venue. it's pretty racially segregated. body elitist and age sensitive. bever really see much bare backing to be honest. my experience was a lot of feeling guys up. far more fucking at a bar theme night with a back room or black out curtains.

Glad you're back.

Such a shame the ones on NYC are all but gone

For me? its power and agency, I've been in many situations where I was powerless even if it's for a while, in my headspace being able to choose to take power or to surrender it is very potent and arousing to me that's how I can experience these fetishes and not feel abused.

No, Nazi's weren't going after people with fetishes for them. You're right there. As for grouping. I believe we can. It's about perception. A previous poster spoke about the fear of police where he stays in Latin America. I'm a Black Man living in the U.S. I know the fear that this man spoke of. I've had police bust into my house in the middle of the night, at gunpoint. I've been. "Stopped and Frisked" I've been arrested for being a "faggot" A large part is perception, A large part is action and a large part is real world practice.

Wading in here. I am not going to get into the socio-political aspects of Naziisim, Nor am I going to get into the Historical Realities of The Nazi Regime, beyond saying that it was a horriffic time in human history, one that if we are not careful, can and will happen again. The question is "what is the appeal?" The answer in my limited view boils down to three words. POWER AND FEAR. Some people are more sexually aroused in situations that present danger or risk. Others are attracted to power, either being powerful, or having a lack of it. It is undeniable that smartly tailored, leather clad Nazi officers were powerful and dangerous. This also applies to other Uniformed individuals such as Police and other Military personel from around the world. It is not the only reason. Honestly my attraction to Sailors was born out of Spite against my old man, whom was a Marine. Now I am sure there are other points of view. I am sure that I am going to be dragged for stating what I think. But, this is my opinion.

While it's not exactly discussed discussed at length, it's known that I'm gay. Some know I'm Poz, Many know I'm a slut. And I doubt those that do know realizemim serious about the loads I give and receive.

There is no way I could give an accurate or even conservative account. I can say I've been doing it since 1982 and I intend to do it today.

Hot as fuck

Wouldn't exactly call myself a "Size Queen" I'm not exactly a bottom.... but I rarely say no to a Hung dude. Been too long since I was on my back.

Well, for me, it was an acquired taste. My old man started me young, (nevermind how young) and while I often took a mouth full as a yung'un, I really didn't get a taste for cum until my early 20's thanks to a series of events which started with a long distance boyfriend, and video chat. That was about 20 years ago.

I grew up on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. Since my school days I could list places from rooftops, Stairwells, abandoned buildings, Subway tunnels, Trains, Parks, saunas/steam rooms, parks, churches, movie theaters and arcades. Hell, the only place I don't really have sex is at home. Gotta say I miss banging at the boys club long before girls were allowed.

Not all sociopaths, or people with ASPD are criminals. Many not them are quite successful, are "valued" members of their respective communities, and don't have criminal records. Won't be Idea that Sociopathy is rare. Is laughable. If you look behind bars or use that as a yard stick to measure who is and who is not Yor results are going to be wrong. I'm not asking anyone to accept my case. Its my view and I stated it. Ultimatelynwe're all adults here. If you choose the behavior (barebacking) knowing the risks either as a top or.bottom, you choose the consequences. Poor impulse control and self destructive behavior are indicators of sociopathy (ASPD) saynwhat you like, those things do not change. As for me, I'm done with the conversation. This is my last word on this subject

Honestly, I miss the pre smartphone / internet crusing days. I miss Teavrooms, ddubwaybtunnrldvvand platforms, church basement bathrooms and wooded areas. I feel like the ease and convenience of apps and broader mainstream sensibilities have eroded an art unique to Gay men But that's only my opinion.