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  1. This went down about a month ago while I was out of town...

    Got a hit from a VERY hot looking guy on BBRT. Tall, muscled, handsome, hung, TOP, POZ unmedicated. (Yeah) He told me exactly what he wanted: To come over, eat out my pussy, fuck me with his thick ten inch cock, and breed me deep. Naturally, I assumed it was a too good to be true....but I was bored, horny, freshly cleaned out, and on the hunt. So I replied with my hotel info and room number. Believe me; I had NO expectation that this guy was for real. None. I was just calling his bluff.

    Boom! To my absolute amazement, not 15 minutes later this dude was at my door. And he was EVEN HOTTER in person. Dumbstruck. I was dumbstruck.

    The guy stripped down and he was RIPPED! He was NOT exhagerating about his cook either. The term “baby arm” actually crossed my mind...MASSIVE MEAT. I attempted to go down on him but he made it plain that he had set the agenda that I had agreed to. He had come to eat out my cunt, fuck me, and breed me. And that was EXACTLY what was going to happen. 

    He got right to work...bent me over and ate my pussy like a starved man. He tongue fucked me for a damn long time. All the while, his hands were working his huge fucktool. Now, I’m not a huge fan of getting my hole eaten out...but this guy...he made me a believer. 

    Eventually, he signaled me to get on my back and go legs up. I did so and reached for the lube when he said; “You won’t need that”. My immediate thought was; “No way am I taking that HUGE meat with only spit!”. But no...for as he had been working his cock with one hand, he had been drooling precum into his other hand. The fucker slathered my spit wet hole with a palmful of HIS OWN PRECUM. He tumbled it into my pussy with authority. I watched as he milked yet more precum out of his huge dong and drool it right onto my now slightly open hole! To say it was mind bendingly hot would be a gross understatement.

    ”You ARE gonna need those,” he said referencing the poppers, “Take the deepest hit you can, cause once I start...” he trailed off as his throbbing cockhead started pushing against my hole. I have NEVER taken such an urgently deep hit of poppers...EVER. Then, I felt his cock begin its LONG journey into me. 

    I’m not sure I can even really describe it. I felt my heart race...I was holding my breath...there was no sound...my eyes feasted on the sight of inch after inch of his...his enormous fuckpole as it entered me. Eventually, he hit my inner ring.

    I heard a voice say, “Look into my eyes”. I looked up to his face...to his clear blue eyes.

    “Take another hit.” I did so. 

    “Give yourself to me”, he whispered. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me...” And with that, I felt my inner door open and he plunged fully into me. The deepest sigh that has ever escaped my lips came out of me.

    And that was just him setting the stage. For the fuck was just about to start. And start it did. Time was suspended as he longdicked my cunt. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pounded my pussy. Seemingly endless cock meat tenderized my cuntlips. A mix of endorphins, testosterone, and adrenaline pulsed through my veins. A cold sweat broke on my brow. I was mumbling absently. My body trembled with every stroke of his meat. I could not process what was happening. I was on the verge of, what I can only assume was panic.  

    Then...something happened. Everything in the world fell away. My mind shut down. And I became my fuckhole. I had becum my cunt. A meatsleeve.  Nothing more. And my purpose was being fulfilled beyond comprehension. A warm enveloping peace washed over me. I was home.

    He felt the change in me. Like he had been expecting it. “Yessssss!!”, he hissed. “YESSSSSSSS!!!” As he switched his rail splitter into overdrive. We had transcended. We were no longer men. We weren’t even cock and hole. We had becum the fuck. The glorious sacred fuck.

    I don’t know how long it went. I really don’t. At one point I heard a distant voice telling me to look into his eyes. I found those same blue eyes through a fog. I heard a voice say...”Give yourself to me...give yourself to me” It took a moment for me to realize it was my voice whispering it. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me”.

    With that, he leaned in to kiss me deeply...I felt his body tense...his cock throb...and his toxic gift pour into me. I tell you, it was rapture. We drifted together for a time. Later, I heard him getting cleaned up in the bathroom dress and leave...all the while I counted the individual drops of his charged seed trickle out of my wrecked distended pussy. 

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  2. Doggy is my favorite for hook-up fucking. It feels the best for me. Legs up is nice for a little while, but it get tiring. Slings and fuckbenches are my favorite. I can and have gone for hours in em.

    The one I can’t do is Cowboy. And it’s not because of discomfort...when I get fucked, I need to GET FUCKED. I want my cunt pounded out. Cowboy requires me to take control of the fuck; thus I take no pleasure in it.

  3. When I go fuckin, I like a sloppy loose meatsleeve to slide into...one I know has seen some use. I enjoy commenting on it - and a true asscunt slut has no problem OWNING the fact that’s what they are. 

    I’ve actually walked out on guys that were trying so damn hard to be vice-tight...like that would impress me. No time for that shit.

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  4. I am 100% loyal to my Sir:  I wear His collar, have His mark on my flesh, and His ring on my finger. I also fuck and get fucked at His order without question or hesitation. We enjoy a rich sex life with each other, buddies, and total strangers to whom he tricks me out. 

    My loyalty to Him is ironclad - but it does not equate to monogamy. 

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  5. On 1/15/2014 at 1:30 AM, sentry75 said:I don't know entirely why other than as a bottom it is not about my orgasm but I really fear cumming from being fucked

    Hey Sentry75...

    I can tell you that on the occasions that I have literally fucked a load out of a bottom w/o him touching his cock; I took it as a huge compliment as to my fuckskill.

    And while I have only cum hands free on a couple of occasions for tops; I assure you neither one objected. Especially since I didn’t let my shooting my load prevent them from continuing their fuck. Also, I didn’t touch my cock after I came. That only further reinforced my submission to them.

    So next time....let ‘er rip, tater chip! 

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  6. On 11/19/2017 at 8:06 PM, Read1 said:

    Rawbros,

    Why not try going to a nearby city where there are bathhouses? It works for me.

    Great advice, if you live with a short driving distance to one.  And believe me; I’m ALL ABOUT bathhouses. The are BY FAR my preferred hookup method,

    But for casual fucking and breeding - or if the closest bathhouse is 300+ miles away, it’s largely either the apps or the bars. 

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  7. So I was sucking this hot ginger bear with a little dick once who clamped onto my head and shot at least ten huge volleys in my mouth. I could feel every rope of cum as it sprayed my tonsils. Just astounding. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed his load and it was nectar! This was an EPIC amount of cum. It felt like I was drowning in cum. Hell, there was cum dripping out my nose by the end. It fucking blew my mind. Turns out, this is a normal load for him. I got to suck him off twice more over the years...same performance each time. One in a million. To call it astounding would be a gross understatement. Twenty years later, I still jack off thinking about him. No one has ever compared.

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  8. It is my duty to clean off the fuckers cock when he is done using me.

    Fuckers love it -and it usually means I will get a taste of his seed at the same time.

    I should have absolute confidence in my cleaning-out skills...and if I didn’t, I shouldn’t be bottoming in the first place.

     

  9. I hate the idea of wasted cum. 

    When I think of the number of men, everyday, that jack their cocks off solo because there is not an open mouth to feed or willing hole to breed there with them...it’s such a waste of precious seed. How many gallons do you suppose that is each day in the U.S. alone?

    Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy watching a cumshot as much as the next guy; but what a waste for a man wipe it off with a tisue or paper towel when there are any number of willing catchers around that hunger for fresh hot seed.

    Thoughts?

     

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  10. I can definitely relate. Happens all too often. Most of the hookup apps SUCK. Even BBRT has seen a rise in the number of posers that talk a good game but have no intention of following through.

    Have I ever flaked? No. Hell, no. 

    If I say I’m gonna show, I show. Now once we meet up, if I get a totally skeevy feeling about the dude or he has grossly misrepresented  himself, I will call him out on it and leave or ask the dude to leave. That has happened a very few handful of times. But I ALWAYS show, ON TIME, with the intent to fuck. 

    Why do guys play that game? My thinking is that there are a great number of men with very low self esteem. And talking about, promising, or even arranging hookups they have no intention of going to somehow bolsters their ego. Pathetic.

  11. When I bottom, I tend to stay hard most of the time...it’s just how my body responds. Of course, I totally ignore my cock as my entire focus should be on the Fucker using me. I’ve attempted, off and on, to work on my dick control as I would like my dick to be soft and worthless to further show my submission; but that has eluded me this far.

    When I top, I ignore the bottoms cock entirely and prevent him from touching himself throughout and after the fuck. For his pleasure should be derived from my satisfaction. At times, I will be generous and allow the bottom to stroke himself to cllimax - that is if the mood strikes me.

    Do I prefer fucking a soft dicked bottom? I’m starting to, yes.

    For awhile I would say I didn’t care either way as I would ignore it anyway. But over time, I have really started enjoying watching a bottoms soft dick jiggle around on his belly...his entire focus thus being on his boypussy pleasing my cock.

  12. I just had a gang bang last Saturday night. Five dudes with differing cock sizes  taking turns non-stop for over three hours. The soreness is part of the joy of power-bottoming. I fuck past it to a state of bliss. 

    There is a transition point that occurs: My asshole distends out into a tender set of pussy lips. My insides swell, making it tighter all the way inside me, giving more sensation, pressure, and tightness for the entire shaft of every man that follows.

    I know some guys hate hearing it referred to this way, but I call it pussification. And for me, it is rapture. Once I’ve earned my asscunt, I can go all night with no soreness at all.

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