PendragonSpirit

Definitely a "your mileage may vary" situation. Even here in my hometown, we have one bookstore which has multiple "No sex!" admonitions hanging in the arcade and private booth area (though they don't ACTUALLY care; I've been gangbanged in the private area while the store clerk strolled through), and the "main" one literally does not give a fuck if you're getting bred - just pay the $10 entry fee and whatever happens, happens.

I guess mine would be stripping naked and getting fucked by a wasted-away old probably homeless guy on the "beach" next to the Illinois River.

Definitely unplanned. Let's just say I was beneath a certain age which the law would consider consenting, regardless of whether I knew exactly what I was doing (and so did he) and that van in the mall parking lot was rockin'.

The ones who frustrate me the most are when they keep emailing/messaging.. "Still available? "U still looking?" "Can I still come by?" and then continue to no-show.

I've only ever been with one guy who had a pierced cock, and he even started to take it out before he slid in raw. I just told him to leave it in, I wanted to experience it. It was heaven. I would love to have it again. And again. And again.

Oh, luv. A struggle I know far too well. One I'm dealing with currently, in fact. The short answer is there is no short answer. Nobody but you can determine the truth. And really, what is the difference between being in love and loving someone too much? For what it's worth, though, it sounds like he does love you. Maybe not in a romantic way, but in a deeply platonic way. I would think if there was a romantic interest, he'd have made a move at some point over the years. The real question is... can you bear to carry around an ever-burning torch forever? That, again, is something only you can answer.

I don't think it's you; and it's certainly not exclusive to BBRT. Even back in the days of yore, when we had Craigslist (GOD how I miss Craigslist) there were enough flakes, ghosts, no-shows, lookie-looks and strokers to fill their own mobile app (we'll call it Wastr.) Same with Grindr and Tindr and.. honestly, the only places I've had even remotely regular success with are A4A and Scruff. Well, if you don't count going to actual cruising grounds.

Or married.

Not even slightly, and here's why. Some time ago, I don't remember exactly when, one of the few gay clubs in my town (we had like.. 3) would occasionally host "Broke Straight Boys" night when those 'broke' and 'straight' boys would come to the club. The gay club. And they'd usually each end up leaving with a local or two. Sadly, I never got the opportunity as it always seemed to fall on a night when I was working or otherwise engaged.

By a legal definition, yes. Well, probably. I admit, I don't actually know how the law defines 'rape. And as another commenter has said, I also still jerk off to the memory. Such as it is. I was either 21 or 22 at the time, had just gotten into shape after years of obesity (a yo-yo I play with to this day), and I was much more arrogant and picky than I am now. I had a friend who I'd known for.. oh, maybe all of a year, and he absolutely wanted to fuck me. Alas, as I said, I was much more arrogant and he wasn't my "type." So I always rejected the offer (a damn shame, because as I'd later find out, he had a good 8 inches and thick.) One night he messaged me and asked if I wanted to go to a little house party; one of his other friends was coming home! Notice, he didn't specify where the friend was coming home from. At any rate, I agreed, and met up at his friend's house. Two other guys were there; the guest of honor and another guy I sorta knew from the club scene. For awhile, everything was chill. Just the four of us sitting around, drinking some delicious concoction they'd whipped up (pretty sure it was just various hard liquors and some kind of fruit punch) and talking. At one point, we decided we wanted food, and my friend offered to go pick it up, leaving me with a relative unknown and a casual acquaintance. My friend was gone for maybe 30 seconds before said acquaintance had me laying down on the couch with my dick in his mouth. I honestly couldn't tell you what came over me. Oh, right, the booze. About a minute later, the guest of honor said "Well, let me get the mouth then." And suddenly I've got a dick in my mouth and a mouth on my dick. This carried on until my friend came back and walked in, pizza in hand. "Well, guess we're not eating pizza just yet." Here's where things start to get a mite... fuzzy. See, I mentioned we were drinking. What I left out is that when it comes to liquor that's gussied up into something fruity and sweet, I lack impulse control. I had far more to drink than the others. Far, far more. At least double. And at no point did they attempt to deter me, which now makes me think this was all conveniently planned. I remember my friend walking up behind his friend and saying "Better than prison, right?" Ah, so that's where he came home from. Prison. Maybe that should have deterred me. It didn't. I remember someone saying "Let's take this to the basement." I remember getting into a very large bed in the basement. I remember clothes coming off and being thrown into a pile. I remember all four of us making out and sucking each other. The last thing I recall is the guest of honor eating my ass and him saying "His ass tastes like strawberries." Then I passed the fuck out. I only came to once during the night, my eyes opening just enough to see my friend with his eyes pointed up at the ceiling, his cock thrusting into me, and him saying "Fuck, I'm going to cum in him!" Then darkness again. In the morning, I was alone in the bed. My hole was wet and a little sore, and there was a clear damp spot where my ass had been. As I was getting dressed, the casual acquaintance came downstairs. To check on me, he said, though he was conveniently also naked. A little while later, the guest of honor also came downstairs. You guessed it, to check on me. Also naked. We didn't end up fooling around at that point, oddly enough. They took me upstairs, helped me find my keys and wallet which had gotten misplaced at some point, and told me my friend had left the night before. At various points over the next few days, all three of them took the time to contact me individually and assure me they hadn't fucked me, only the other two did. Not sure if they were experiencing guilt and trying to convince themselves, or if they were trying to stave off any potential legal culpability if I decided to go to the police. The hilarious thing is, I hadn't mentioned being fucked to any of them, so it was even more surreal. So, again, technically yes? I actually clandestinely hooked up with the guest of honor a few more times, though while mostly sober and conscious. Every time bareback, every time he came inside. I much later found out he was also poz, which he swore he didn't know. I never converted, though. Anyway, as I said. I still jerk off thinking about what probably happened that night, so I don't know if I really count it as a rape in my book. But hey, I'm not a lawyer.

The Garden Center of a Wal-Mart supercenter, during my shift.

Absolutely. I've actually told him to his face I'd be down to suck his cock. He didn't say yay or nay, but the smirk on his face told me in the right situation, he'd be down my throat.

Hmm. There are a few.. 1. Going to a homeless encampment, providing booze and food, and being a bottom for every guy there. 2. Getting fucked by a celebrity. I really don't care which one, I just want to know I have celebrity seed in my guts. 3. Following up on #2, getting fucked by a porn star. On that one, I have a few preferences... And wouldn't object to it ending up on OnlyFans or JustForFans. 4. Getting fucked by a cop, in full uniform. Preferably while handcuffed and unable to resist. 5. Sex on the balcony of a hotel where pretty much anybody on our level or higher could see.

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I think my 'record', would be like 16 hours I once spent in one of our local bookstores. Got there when they opened, left when they closed. Had many, many loads pumped either down my throat or up into my guts.

You're asking that question on a site LITERALLY named after breeding. Gonna wager we're all (or the vast majority) going to say raw.

Oh gosh, yes. Mine was also a teacher. Mr. Dvorak, our high school social studies/history teacher. Traditionally gorgeous from a Caucasian-centered perspective. Blond hair, blue eyes, and from what you could tell based on his wardrobe, built like a tank. Rumor was he used to be a stripper, and that was 100% believable. I "accidentally" came out to him hoping something would come of it, but... alas, life is not a porn video.

Part of me wants to say shapeshifting as well. Being a changeling and can be anything for anyone? My sex prospects would be LIMITLESS. But honestly, I think teleportation. Being able to instantly zip from A to B? Want to pop over to London for fish & chips? China for the sights? Russia for... Well, okay, not Russia. How convenient! And it wouldn't have to be earthbound, either. "Hey, I'm just going to make a quick pop to that new planet we discovered in Andromeda. Back in a jif, unless there's hostile aliens!"

It's good to know I'm not like... broken or something. Thanks to everyone for the feedback!

I've noticed lately, I've just been less and less inclined toward being an anonymous cumdump at bookstores/parks/etc. Maybe some of it is due to the sudden influx of monkeypox, but even before then.. after 2 years of everything being basically shut down, I just don't really care to have randos pumping their hot seed into my willing hole. Which isn't to say I've lost interest in sex, I just.. only want to have it with the handful of people I feel close to. Maybe I've just moved along the spectrum from cumslut to demisexual? I dunno. It's weird. I still get the urge to hit up a cruising spot, but after a few minutes, I just decide "Meh, I'll just rub one out." I dunno what to make of it. Is it "maturing"? Is it just the natural, changing flow of life? Maybe it's a pendulum and will swing back into "Yes, random strangers, please breed me one after another all day long" eventually. I'm not even sure I'm asking for advice, I just felt the need to kinda put it out there (like I used to put my ass out there! *rimshot*)

I suppose I just got lucky in this case, with 2 guys coming (cumming?) at the same time who needed to bust their loads.

Absolutely I did. I was a little worried at first, it was pretty dead - aside from the clerk, I was the only one there for a few hours, so I mostly just chatted with him and explored the place. Eventually a couple of other guys came in, and the three of us almost immediately made a fuck pile. We went at it for about an hour, both of them taking turns switching between my holes. Eventually one of them shot deep into me with the other's encouragement, and he collapsed on top of me. At one point, I had clocked his wedding ring but didn't really process it, until he said "Well, happy birthday to me.. guess I should get home to the wife." As he was getting his stuff together, the second guy had slid up into me and hammered for about 30 seconds before he also unloaded into my guts. After they both left, I wandered around for another hour or so, took a shower, but nobody else showed up. Eventually I left.

Either that, or his wife just REALLY liked seeing him with a guy. Hey, who am I to judge anyone's kinks?

Twice (to my knowledge): The first time a guy filmed himself fucking me doggy style (I was only aware of it because he set his phone down ON my back for a second) - said he was just sending the video over to his friends. Pity I hadn't been bold enough to ask if those friends wanted to come by for some sloppy seconds. The second time, I didn't find out until after that a married guy had video called his wife and set the phone just so, in order for her to watch him fucking me. There was a lot of hot verbal play in that one, too..

I'm an only child, and my mom is a very conservative religious woman. My stepbrother is a bit of a player, though, and has - if I recall correctly - at least 3 kids from 3 different women. My stepsister has quite a few kids, but to my knowledge she's entirely monogamous (now, at least.) My stepdad, though... I know he had a lot of hookups before meeting my mom, some with guys, some with girls. And we definitely had some sexual chemistry between us, though it never went any further than jacking off together (and that one questionable night where he ended up naked in bed with me, claiming he got "turned around" in the middle of the night.) And I've recently come across his profile on some adult hookup sites, though he's still married to my mom.