ErosWired

I don’t think you were in at all the same kind of situation I’m describing. In your case you weren’t asking to come get the guy’s loads, you were invited in. If anything, the other bottom was the one using you as a means to entice men to come fuck him through the mirror (!) and was actually being the greedy one by being the one to take all the fucking after you stiffened them up with your mouth. If he let you eat him out afterward, I’d say you could fairly call it your cut of the take from the operation, at the very least.

I’m beginning to question whether most men in fact have an innate inclination to have intercourse. I used to take it for granted that the one thing you could count on men wanting to do was to fuck something, given any opportunity. Now, I’m not so sure. Now it seems more like getting a man to the point where he wants to fuck is akin to getting a NASA rocket off the launch pad: You’ve got a limited window to do it in, the temperature, pressure and weather have to be right, a whole long checklist has to all be checked off, and of course the O-ring has to be in perfect condition.

You’ve been rolling the dice with death and gotten lucky. This combo is known to cause a fatal drop in blood pressure. Don’t recommend this to anyone, even “in moderation”. Deadly “in moderation” is still deadly.

Actually, no. Second worst trip to Louisville I’ve had. One fuck that lasted a minute and a half. The rest has been a continuous parade of time-wasters, game-players, liars and flakes.

I kid you not - every. single. effing. guy. who messaged me tonight while I’ve hosted has asked me how many loads I have. Every. Single. One. And only one of them actually fucked me. That’s it. I’m not answering the question anymore. These sons of bitches have abused the privilege to such an egregious degree that they no longer get to know. I am done catering to their fantasies.

I work hard at being a good piece of ass. I go thar little bit extra to ensure that a man enjoying my body gets the value of his time and energy spent - after all, he could have chosen any out of a sea of bottoms, and he chose me to rut. So I take a dim view of lazy bottoms. This evening hosting in Louisville, I fielded, in short order, no fewer than three requests from men who wanted to come and “clean up” my ass with their mouths if only I would be so good as to contact them and let them know when I had taken at least two loads. Mark this - I, who had gone to the trouble of rinsing out my guts, driving an hour, paying for a hotel room, negotiating hookups, and taking cock up the ass, was to then be at pains to contact them to let them know when they could then come harvest the cum from my cunt. I am not a hive of bees from which they can come gather cum as if it were so much honey from the comb. But then comes dude number four, by which time I’ve had enough of this, and tell him I’m only going to let a man let me out if he fills me back up again afterward. He responds that he’d love to fill me, and sends a cock shot. Then he adds that he’d like me to straddle his cock - which basically means I’d be fucking myself on him instead of him doing any fucking - and then comes the cherry on the parfait: After I straddle him, he wants me to squat over him so the cum leaks out of my cunt onto his belly. So he goes from offering to eat me out to simply lying there and letting the cum run out onto him after I impale myself on him. Fuck. That. Noise. How goddamn lazy can you possibly get? Oy, you bottoms reading this - next time you’re tempted to do something as asinine as ask a cumdump if you can come lick all the loads he’s just taken for yourself, ask yourself: Would you want someone to do it to you? I’m betting not. Why, then, would you expect someone else to agree to something so selfish, inconsiderate and shamelessly lazy? Get your own fucking hotel rooms, attract your own fucking Tops, and earn your own fucking loads with your own fucking fuckholes.

Not many employ a single-tail whip to begin with - it requires a level of skill that a flogger does not because of its potential to inflict injury. I have tolerated a number of different kinds of flogging and impact devices in the past, including fire floggers (as in burning flame), but I would never consent to the single-tail. Similarly, certain types of raw rubber floggers were out of the question, as were any with metal on the tips (!).

It depends. The grant of power is under the control of the submissive, because the exercise of the power will be under the control of the Dominant, and consent is paramount, even in the cases of consensual non-consent. Therefore, at some level there is always some negotiation involved, even if only a simple acknowledgment of limits or the use of a safeword. The Power Exchange agreement can be quite involved, establishing rules and even laying them out in written form, which is sometimes done for long-term or ownership arrangements. In my case, for example, there is a Man who holds a Deed to my body that stipulates his rights to use me sexually at will, to share me with others of his choice, or to require me to service any man at his order, at any time. The Power Exchange went into effect the moment I handed him the Deed, and remains in constant effect because that’s what the agreement says - Of my own free will I gave that man a document that makes me a cunt-on-call 24/7, and I honor my word. On his part, he does not abuse the privilege. (I wish he would abuse the hell out of it.) What triggers the activation of a Power Exchange can be informal - a simple nod, or the obedience of a command, or any act of submission such as presenting an ass or opening a mouth to receive, assuming a position to be acted upon - or formal, such as allowing a Dominant to place a collar around the submissive’s neck. In some cases, the collar itself serves as the signal for when the Power Exchange is active; it’s active when the collar is on, and not when it isn’t. Practical considerations may govern the application of the Exchange. For some D/s pairs, the submissive may openly walk down the street in a collar on a lead, but in others, they may set aside the D/s protocol in public and observe it only in private. The Dom may only be ‘Sir’ when they’re alone together. Which is all to say, there’s so straight-up answer to hour question. Power Exchange is very individual and fluid, and always subject to adjustment. Perhaps it’s best to say that for the submissive, he knows the exchange is active when he lets go and accepts the Dominance. For the Dominant, he knows by the submissive’s compliance - and by that certain look in his eyes.

I think we may have arrived at the root of the problem. Masturbation, you see, requires you to put your finger on it.

Thanks for getting into the weeds on this for accuracy - I had considered including the consideration that HIV isn’t all that easy to contract to begin with in my response, but decided to stick to the general message in hope of getting the broader point across.

I certainly know who else I would like to service…

This is not entirely accurate. The chemicals referred to released during sex do promote bonding, but long-term relationships do not have their foundation in chemicals. They are based on communication, trust, mutual compatibility across a range of needs and interests, and a commitment by each individual to continue the relationship even through the inevitable rough spots. Sexual chemistry is only a part, and studies show that the influence of the chemistry wanes over time.

It’s not just admirable, it’s a generous indulgence granted to the malcontents here, because posting content critical of site moderation is a flagrant violation of the site rules of conduct. Each and every one of these mouthy diatribes against the Mods is in fact an infraction-level offense, and it’s only because the Moderators are emphatically not tyrants that they’ve allowed these inane protestations of butthurt to take place. Frankly, I think they should shut this whole shitshow of a thread down now, point made, and get back to enforcing the rule as written, and take the undeserved ‘Kick Me’ sign off their own backs, but they know their own business best.

@DCSluthole’s advice is sound. Let me turn it slightly so you can view it from another angle: PrEP is 1% ineffective in preventing HIV infection. In other words, your statistical risk of acquiring an HIV infection on PrEP is 1 in 100. It isn’t zero. Neither is your risk of catching herpes (around 50% of sexually active adults have it), or any of several bacterial STDs for which there are treatments but no immunization. You can protect yourself from Hep A and B, but not C (yet) and HPV with vaccines, and also now monkeypox if you can get a vaccination appointment in your area. But your risk is not zero. It will never be zero. If you’re waiting to ‘take the plunge’ until there’s zero chance you’ll get an STD, you’ll be waiting forever. Understand this from the start - bareback sexual intercourse is an activity with inherent risk. The risk can be mitigated, but not eliminated. If you choose to do it, you choose to take a risk. Period. So the question actually is, how much risk are you willing to accept for the ability to indulge in these sexual desires you have? There’s no right or wrong answer. Some men dive in head (or ass) first, and take their inevitable trips to the STD clinic in stride. Others decide they value their health more than their libido, and leave their desires in the realm of fantasy. If you read much that’s written on these forums, you’ll find that reflected - men who are out here living it and reporting in, and men who aren’t and are writing their fantasies out as though they were. No one can answer the question for you. You have to make up your own mind about it based on the best information you can obtain.

I don’t have the same experience as often. More often when a Top is very aggressive about kissing me, it’s usually an expression of his Dominance. Tongues invade very deeply and forcefully, lips press very hard, my breath gets drawn out of me, and the kiss is persistent. These aren’t sweet, tender, romantic kisses. Now, to be fair, Even if he were trying to do some bonding thing, I’m not wired for that and wouldn’t be responding in any way he might hope for in that regard, but for those Tops who enjoy showing their control by invading my mouth, I submit to it and it seems to work for them.

Vaseline may be your personal hands-down favorite, but I don’t think you’ll get universal agreement on that. Vaseline and other petroleum-based lubes have distinct deficits in terms of their effect on the body, nobody can claim they’re the slickest (Vaseline just feels greasy to me) and they taste terrible.

You know what - bullshit it’s not personal. It became personal the minute she started calling you sick and worse, especially behind your back. But maybe she means it isn’t personal because you’re not the only one she has it in for. If she’s telling you to forget about your contract, how is she grading the gay students in her classes? Does this university by chance have a student-run newspaper? She might find it very uncomfortable to suddenly find herself being asked to speak on the record about her views about homosexuality, or if she has the gall to air her bigotry in the open, she might discover the power of the press. There’s also the question of how her behavior would reflect on the department, the discipline, and the faculty at large. You’re embarrassing the laboratory? Wait until her scientific peers learn about her wildly un-scientific thinking. She may discover that she’s the embarrassment. In many universities it’s the kind of thing that might earn a vote of censure from a faculty senate. I suspect that the more noise you make about this, the less she’s going to want to own it. Politics in academia are like nitroglycerine - when you shake things up, it usually knocks something over.

This document is a 2021 report on the state of discrimination law in Greece: [think before following links] https://www.equalitylaw.eu/downloads/5488-greece-country-report-non-discrimination-2021-1-37-mb It appears to indicate that the OP is protected by Greek law from discrimination in employment and education on the basis of his sexual orientation. Though the law does make exception for persons’ legitimately held religious or or other beliefs, those beliefs must be integral to the working of the occupation - in other words, a priest may be supported if his beliefs cause him to discriminate in the operation of his church, but a professor cannot claim that orientation bias is integral to the running of a biology lab or classroom. I might add that her opinion that the OP is ‘sick’ is immaterial - The American Psychiatric Association and the American Psychological Association both take the position that homosexuality is a normal human variant, and the World Health Organization removed it from their diagnostic manual of mental disorders, the ICD-10, in 1990. The woman is a bigot, full of shit. The most damning thing I can say of her is that if she can hold these attitudes in 2022 then she is no scientist. To the OP: The authority in Greece that deals with cases of discrimination is the Greek Ombudsman. I would suggest that you make inquiry with that office. Also, I feel quite certain that any university of any size in this day and age will have an equal opportunity office or other student advocacy center. I would suggest looking into it, but first follow @BootmanLA’s very important advice and scrupulously document everything, with dates and times if possible, and as much detail as you can remember. If you contact a university office for assistance, also carefully document those transactions; they may be helpful and mediate the situation, but it is not unheard-of for institutions to sweep controversies under a rug and stifle complaints to save face and limit legal liability. At worst, it couldn’t hurt to have a consultation with a solicitor to determine how much of a case you have in your country. You might also consider reaching out to the ILGA-Europe (International Lesbian Gay Assiciation)’s advocacy office and ask if they can direct you to any groups or resources that might help you. Their organization only does strategic litigation at the national and international level, like challenging countries’ laws, but they are likely to be a storehouse of information and contacts. Here’s the link: [think before following links] https://www.ilga-europe.org/topics/legal-protection/ Good luck with it. You don’t have to accept her judgment. According to recent studies of opinion about same-sex relations in Greek society, she’s now distinctly in the minority.

You wouldn’t, directly. Breeding.zone doesn’t offer the option to upload member video, or offer the server space to host it. Plus, it would be a major headache for RawTOP and the mods from a legal standpoint to have to monitor and regulate all the video content to ensure that the site didn’t host copyright-protected or illegal content, and under current laws, they would have to keep records demonstrating that everyone who posted was of legal age, etc., etc. In other words, it ain’t going to happen here. If members could freely and readily post their own clips here we’d be swimming in it. The days of freely posting amateur porn st a whim are a thing of the past in the current legal climate. No site can afford the risk of hosting it without requiring content creators to formally register their identity. How guys on Twitter and suchlike are gettin away with it I don’t know, except that a lot of it is being referred from sites like OnlyFans. I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop there. If you want to show your amateur work here, the only way is to get it up on one of the existing sites that hosts amateur work - or host it yourself on your own website at your own risk, I suppose, though your ISP might have its own opinion about that - then provide a link back to that content in this forum.

You are not misunderstanding the intended function. But the reality is that if a guy is determined, a cage can probably be defeated without enormous difficulty - the flesh of a flaccid cock is extremely malleable, and constraining the testicles is a difficult balancing act because you have to find a point just tight enough that they can’t be got out, but not so tight as to restrict circulation. Well, that’s a pretty tall order since the scrotal wall gets thicker or thinner depending on temperature and state of relaxation. In fact, I have a very difficult time with it; as soon as I finally get my cage on and everything ready to go all nice and snug, suddenly ~pop~ my left nut decides it wants to go back inside. (It’s kind of like a cat that way.) You don’t even really want a device that you couldn’t get out of at need, especially since the organs being constrained are involved with other vital functions. Much of the time, a keyholder system works not because the cage is escape-proof, but because the submissive wearing it has an incentive to comply. He keeps it on because he’s obeying an instruction, not because he has no choice. It’s part of the Power Exchange dynamic. By training the submissive to obey the restrictive order and wear the device, the Dom is actually training the submissive to give himself the instruction, and ultimately accept the condition as his normal. Once he accomplishes that, the submissive will begin to naturally seek alternative sources for sexual gratification, because he has to get the need met in some way. This is why a bottom who is not a submissive is likely not going to really get the benefit of a chastity device, or even really get the point of it. It’s worth adding, by the way, that the goal of the Dom is orgasm control, but that doesn’t always mean orgasm denial. Some Doms do use the cage to prevent any orgasm by penile stimulation at all, but others use it to limit access so that stimulation is permitted only when the Dom specifically either allows it, or orders it, as an exercise of his power and control.

I specified in the first line that these guys do end up fucking me. I mentioned it exactly because I wanted to differentiate them from the obvious pic collector types. Sometimes these guys ask me before they arrive, but other times not until they’re physically with me.

What’s a ‘fair’ amount to leave for the next guy, and how do you know when there’s that much left in there? (I don’t rim or felch, so I am ignorant in such matters of advanced technique.)

The way I look at this personally id that I try not to compare myself to other men in terms of whether I meet some standard or level of promiscuity, for a couple of reasons. First, there’s no universally agreed-upon baseline or threshold that one reaches to know that you’ve taken enough cocks to have ‘succeeded’ or ‘qualified’ for anything, and even in terms of a record for taking the most cocks, what constitutes a fucking is very difficult to define, even if such a count could actually be verified. I know that well over 1,000 men have had their cocks in my ass, but not all those fucks have been even close to the same, and I know there are fucks that have slipped through my tally, so I’ll never know the precise number. I actually kind of prefer it that way. Second, my circumstances and ability to connect with men for fucking are not equal to men elsewhere who live in high population areas with ready access to bathhouses, etc., and could easily make many more contacts than I could hope for. If I lived in such a place, I have no doubt that I would be racking up hundreds of fucks a year. I don’t, so comparing my progress with that of a slut who does is pointless. Therefore, I instead tend to think in terms of ‘personal goals’ and ‘personal bests’. My personal best (i.e. my personal record) so far has been 34 fucks in one day. If I compare that to anything, I compare it to the number 20, which is the number from Dawson’s 20-Load Weekend, which has always been an inspiration to me, even though his filmed experience was very much arranged. My personal goal now is 50 in a day, though I actually don’t think that’s realistic (at IML it took me three days to top 50), but I’ve hit 24-25 on multiple occasions, so it’s not impossible. I don’t really have a personal goal for an overall total or personal best. So far I’ve taken enough cock to have serviced an entire battalion - or looked at another way, more than the entire Army of Luxembourg. It would be cool to shoot for being able to serviced an entire brigade’s worth, or the equivalent of the entire Army of Jamaica (wouldn’t that be a fun vacation) but given my age I doubt I’ll have the time. So I’m just going to play it by ear - or by ass - and make up my own records for myself as I go along, and be sure to set goals that are reachable so I can enjoy the thrill of achievement when the last cock pulls out of my cunt spent and dripping. Congratulations on your progress. Be proud of it.

Except sometimes he doesn’t. There are darkrooms, where he’s fucking blind, or gloryholes, and even in a dimly lit hotel room when he walks in and all he sees is an ass up an ready, he may not have much more visually to go on. Even in the fog of a bathhouse steam room, when I take a train of three or four cocks one right after the other, I often wonder if the’ve even got a good look at me - because I sure didn’t get a look at them, and have no idea who just enjoyed the feel of my insides.

I have tried to read this with a sympathetic eye, but…I’m sorry, no. I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you didn’t want it, I don’t believe you did everything you could to stop him or get away from him, I don’t believe you felt guilty, and I don’t believe you were sorry it happened. Sucking him off was the agreement. Then he wanted to broaden the agreement, to rim you. You agreed to that. Then it was just the tip. All you had to do was flip your ass over on the bed, but you didn’t. You may have asked him not to, but you acquiesced to multiple in-and-out penetrations that way until he finally pushed in farther, and you asked him not to and tried to push against him with your ass - not your legs, hands, raised voice, or anything effective. Once he’s in, you moan and whimper and beg him to take it out, but how hard are you really begging, because you say it feels so good, and then you decide to let him - you decide to consent. Ten minutes later, you rouse yourself out of having been fucked into a haze of pleasure and suddenly decide it’s not okay again, but you love the way it feels when he unloads into you. You feel so guilty, you say, about cheating on your boyfriend, yet you’re so turned on that the guy is cheating on his wife across the street. You say you feel bad about what you’ve done, but what the hell, it won’t make it any worse to do it six more times. After all, if you rob one bank, it doesn’t make it any worse if you rob six more. If a man attempts to fuck me, I’m getting fucked because I accept that as my duty. But if the time ever comes that I don’t want a man’s cock to penetrate me, he will have a by God fight on his hands, and I will start with his eyes. If he succeeds in fucking me, it will be because I’m unconscious. He should have stopped at ‘No’. Period. But when he didn’t, it became your duty to defend yourself. You made no serious attempt to do so, and your narrative casts strong doubt on your desire to do so. You had an ethical responsibility toward your boyfriend. You didn’t fail that test when you got fucked, you had already failed it when you opened your mouth to suck the guy off. Then you failed it six more times all on your own, coerced by nobody, and justified it to yourself that six bads don’t make a worse, because in reality you just fucking wanted to. Sorry. No sympathy. (I’m giving the benefit of the doubt and assuming the story is actually true.)