Johnjohn

Sometimes a well stained jock, but otherwise commando.

I was 13 at the time. Very, very painful. But I came back for more.

Apart from a few years during the AIDS crisis it's always been Level 6 and will continue to be so.

Initially schoolmates but when I started cruising public toilets they tended to be older men. Looking back, they probably weren't much above 40 but from a 16 year old's perspective they were old.

Apart from some time out during the AIDS crisis I have always barebacked since a teenager. It's what I grew up with; it's the natural way to have sex, skin on skin and hopefully a gut full of seed. I can see no reason to do otherwise.

I always make in clear in advance that I ONLY play bareback. If the top doesn't like it, tough.

I'm very verbal when I've got a cock inside me. I've got a foul mouth and I expect the top to have one too. By being verbal I want him to know how much pleasure he is giving me. Likewise, as he fucks me I want him to tell me exactly what he is experiencing in the filthiest terms possible. Then, when he about to explode and ready to fill me with his seed I want to sense the build-up in the loudest way so that I can do everything in my power to make his orgasm as powerful as possible.

I used to know a guy, a real pig, who was very into all sorts of piss play and in particular piss fucking. After a night of breeding and seeding, I would wake up in the morning feeling his hard dick sliding into my sloppy hole. Shortly after, my guts would be flooded by a warm wet stream of early morning piss. It was an amazing sensation.

At school in the toilets at age 14 with a schoolmate. We fucked each other raw and came inside each other because I don't think at that age, either of knew what a condom was, what to do with one or where to get one. I've never seen any reason to do otherwise.

Hot, hot, hot. Believe it or not, I used to be a skinhead with a skinhead mate who used to breed me very hard. We always played in gear and I've still got my Docs, MA1 jacket and bleachers. It was very hot sex.

I've been with BBRT for a number of years but I've never had much luck. It seems that if you are older than 40 and not gifted with extreme good looks and a sculpted body then you don't stand a cat in hell's chance of hooking up with anyone.

Apart from schoolmates mainly older men I met while out cruising. It wasn't until I reached 18 or thereabouts that I started looking for the 'type' that turned me on. Up until then it been a cock is a cock is a cock.

It's got to be my ass. That's what my hole is for. I want breeding and seeding. Seed spurting down my throat or over my face is a waste.

Beautiful lips. Crying out for a mouth, a cock and a fist.

It was at school in a toilet and the boy who penetrated me had, for his age, 14, a very big uncut cock. It was painful but I came back for more.

Breed, seed, poz, rough, raw

When I met my boyfriend at the age of 20 we were lying on some rocks by the ocean and he whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me. Later that day he did and from that moment on I knew I needed to be penetrated and bred and since then I have not had any reason to change that feeling.

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There's no question about it. It's got to be raw.

Naturally I do. I love the feeling of another of the top's body fluids entering my body.

Same here. It's almost spring and the sap is rising. Horny as fuck again now.

School showers have a lot to answer for when it comes to young guys discovering their sexuality. I used to play rugby for the second 15 at my smallish school. We didn't have showers - after a 'home' game we just had a quick wash and went home. But playing 'away' at larger, better equipped schools with showers was a revelation. Seeing so many naked young men, it was difficult not to feel a stirring in my loins and on more than one occasion I had to hide a hard dick under my towel. It was there I saw my first jockstrap. We normally just wore a pair of briefs or a swimming costume under our shorts. The guy wearing it was tall and blond and I was fascinated by seeing his firm ass framed by two off-white straps and when he turned round I couldn't take my eyes off his cock and balls bulging under the pouch with thick blond hairs sprouting above the waistband. This started my obsession with jockstraps, masculine men and hairy crotches. From that moment on I knew what I was and what I wanted and I aimed to have it.

When I started barebacking PreP was not available so the possibility of getting pozzed was all part of the territory. And of course it happened.

I wear a cage quite often. When I'm being bred my cock is totally irrelevant. The focus is on my cunt and the pleasure I'm giving my top.

Hairy, hairy, hairy. The thicker the better. When he's balls deep in my hole I want to feel his pubes rubbing against me.