ErosWired

Six loads from seven fucks in a Sunday night’s hosting in Louisville last night. I had driven up Saturday for an event, but thought, what the hell, since I’m already here and could see one of my hosting hotels from the room I was staying in for the event. The next morning I swapped hotels, checked in early, cleaned out, and set up shop. To my considerable surprise, Sniffies delivered multiple cocks to my door. I’d never had much luck with it previously, but was glad I tried it again. In all, seven fucks, six of which emptied inside me. Of particular note were the Macho Papi who let me know exactly what he was and what I am (faggot slut), and the man with the sizeable cock who fucked me inside out and told me I had good ass and knew how to take cock. He would know; he had administered the test. The last fuck of the night was the non-load fuck. He was actually a vers bottom, and he enjoyed eating my ass as much as he did fucking it, but even though I didn’t get a load from him, it may have been the most valuable encounter of the night - he invited me to come to the regular private sex parties he and a group if friends have across the river in Indiana. “We’ll get you in the sling,” he said, “and see what happens.”

Card-carrying, certified introvert. I’ll even claim misanthrope. My sexual life consists entirely of me not approaching other men for sex. I just plant myself and take what comes to me. Oddly, though, when men do come to me I find that my confidence in my ability to serve them brings me out of myself and I become much more open and sociable. I think it may be because by that point they’ve already made a decision to engage with me, so I don’t face a risk of immediate rejection. I will say, however, that the more men reveal themselves to be inconsiderate, selfish, unthinking assholes and liars (an epidemic trend on the online apps) the more I’m tempted to just retire from it altogether.

How curious. When I make rhubarb, it usually comes out as Pi are cubed.

Yes, I’ve done it and had it done to me many times. There’s a fair amount to know about doing it properly to avoid problems. The most important thing to realize is that your urethra is sterile, and what you do not want to do is start stuffing a lot of bacteria into it, or you’ll end up with a urinary tract infection, a bladder infection, or both. Sounds themselves (actual sounds) are medical instruments intended for use in enlarging the urethra to permit passage of objects like kidney stones. They are usually stainless steel, and there are different types. Some are straight, some are curved, and some consist of a bulb at the end of a thin rod (‘rosebud’ sounds, the kind I use). They normally come in graduated sets that go from narrow to wide. Sounds need to be scrupulously sterilized before use, and care taken not to contaminate them before insertion. They should never be shared out of one cock and into another. It’s recommended that latex or nitrile gloves be worn when handling them. Ample lubrication is a must, and you need to ensure that the lube isn’t contaminated either. Sounds should be absolutely smooth. If a sound has any roughness, ridges, edges, or burrs, even tiny ones, don’t use it. The urethra is extremely delicate inside and very easy to scratch. Once you do, peeing will feel like peeing fire. Sounds come in variable lengths, some as long as 14 inches. It can be sobering to watch a foot-long sound sink all the way to its grip into a six-inch cock - it makes you wonder where the other five inches went. (Deep inside you.) Do not attempt to force a sound too large for your opening into it early on. Just like anal training, training your cock slit to accept a larger sound is a gradual process that should not be rushed lest you cause an injury. I’ve been sounding for several years, and there are still three sounds in my set that have never been inside me. They probably never will. Frankly, I can’t imagine the last one doing it. Once you place the sound inside, you never, ever force it. Always let gravity do all the inward pulling. You may need to straighten out the curvature in the cock to facilitate it, but it will sink on its own. Once it does, you can -slowly- begin pulling it back up and out, then letting it slide back down again. This repeated action gives the sensation that your cock is being fucked from the inside. Again, slowly. Trying to do it fast, or with any force, will result in injury. You can find “sounds” for sale made of silicone, or of other metals, or other materials, and in different shapes. Such things are best left to the hardcore fetishists with lots of experience and/or no sense whatsoever. Many of the alternative materials cannot be sufficiently sterilized, and many of the “novel” shapes stand a chance of causing some degree of trauma. Because sounds are usually metal, you can usually use them as electrodes for electrostimulation. Do not do this unless you have extensive experience with e-stim and know exactly what you’re doing. I do. Please trust me on this one. If you’re going to let someone else sound you, make sure the guy has experience, follows protocols to prevent contamination, and pays close attention to your feedback. Another person should never try to make a sound go somewhere in you it doesn’t want to naturally go. My former Master did very evil things to me with sounds, but he was a consummate practitioner with them and never put me at risk. Lastly, don’t sound yourself with anything other than actual sounds - ballpoint pens, toothbrushes, asparagus, screwdrivers - these are not acceptable substitutes for sounds. And for God’s sake don’t ever use anything brittle, like, say, a glass rod, that could break off halfway down your cock and push its way out through the middle of your shaft like a compound fracture. Sounding can be an interesting experience, but it’s not something you can do just casually. It takes preparation, care, and good practice to enjoy it safely.

…that might “complicate” stealthing. As if stealthing were in any way something that ought to be easy? By all means let’s complicate the fuck out of it. Literally.

When you say you do lots of stuff together, are any of those things sexual in nature? If not, do you know enough about his sexuality to be certain of how he might react to the idea of same-sex sexual acts, let alone such an act with his best friend? If not, consider that your desire to perform oral sex on him might come at the risk of significantly damaging or changing your relationship with him. Sex almost always changes a relationship between two people at least on some level. You might consider the possibility of answering your curiosity with another person first before taking a risk with such an important person in your life. As to how you start doing it, you find a man who wants it done, and open your mouth. As they say, there’s an app for that.

At IML I obtained an ergonomic weighted steel cockring like this: [think before following links] https://www.cockringexpert.com/cockring/alpha-ergonomic-metal-cock-ring/ that is now what I wear all the time. Excellent fit and hang for daily, even 24/7 wear. Not overly bulky.

I did nothing of the kind. I pointed out that, given the context in which you posted your recruitment, some might possibly perceive it as such. It is a potential shortcoming in your presentational strategy that could potentially have an effect on your ability to recruit candidates. Any observations I made regarding your presentation were made with the explicit notation that I was drawing parallels with past experience I have had in similar situations. I made no remarks of a personal nature; you simply took them personally. There is a difference. I did not request any additional materials to review simply because your responses left me with no desire to engage with you further. Your response even to @funpozbottom’s his reasonable, sensible, perceptive suggestions above was basically, ‘How funny you are to think we haven’t already thought of everything.’ He is quite correct - if you are unable to objectively and dispassionately evaluate critical review of your recruitment strategy, one wonders how you’ll withstand the rigors of defense in peer review, even at the thesis level.

It wasn’t the police, but when I got my AIDS diagnosis, right after I got home from the hospital from surviving nearly dying from it, a representative from the health department came to my house to ask questions about where I thought I had gotten it (I told him I thought I had got it at a camp out of state), what my sexual practices were, and the names of all the people I had been sleeping with. I said, “You’re not getting that information.” (Like I even knew.) He didn’t press the inquiry. He did, however, want to know what the rates were like at the camp, what kind of men usually went, and when was the best time to go. I thought about saying that I wasn’t his travel agent, but he seemed so eager I went ahead and told him.

I assume the part about the hole being super loose isn’t the point of the question (if we take this as a serious question at all) but rather the part about whether you feel it or not. The supposition being that someone with a super-loose hole wouldn’t feel a forced entry is highly debatable, but if we just take the question as asking: “If you don’t feel discomfort from a forced penetration, is it a rape?” the answer is still - of course it is, Sherlock. What defines rape isn’t the degree of sensation the victim suffers from the violation, but the fact that the violator has acted without consent. If a burglar robs you in your sleep, you’ve still been robbed, even if you weren’t aware of it at the time. The framing of the question with the “loose ass” qualifier does, however, reek of the kind of victim-shaming employed by rapists and their enablers to shunt the blame for their odious actions onto victims they would have us believe were “asking for it” or “deserved it”.

When I do my after-fuck oral cleaning, I go straight for it, but I always try to keep the sensitivity issue in mind. I engulf the cock with my whole mouth and as much as possible cradle it with my tongue and just hold it for a few seconds before gently letting my tongue wash over and around it. No head-bobbing, minimal friction, just sort of keeping it immersed in my warm flesh while that sharp sensitivity subsides. I can’t recall the last time a Top pulled away from being too sensitive. Most of them just mumble some version of “Yes, please”.

What is your information source for this?

Well alrighty, then. I did not know that. In my book Apple just left the Devious column, bypassed Diabolical, and went straight for Despicable.

That must be yet another of the peculiarities of the area you live in - in the places I go, submissives have no problem getting casually fucked. I suppose it could be a function of the relative activeness of a BSDM lifestyle community in a locality that also commingles with the vanillas in casual settings, but I also think that it might be a question of the kind of men who fuck submissives. It’s not always an overt Dom/sub interaction per se, so much as Tops with certain Dominant characteristics who are drawn to men who seem vulnerable; and submissive men who place themselves in a position to be found by such men, and then submit to the use. That is to say, they’re passively extremely easy for a Top to take, and certain men simply get off on dominating men like that. I can always tell when a Top who’s fucking me is of that kind - there’s no question that he wants to make me submit, even if the words Dom or sub are never used, or even any words at all.

Another possibility is that the guy may be using certain classes of enhancements that either directly reduce pain sensitivity, or alter perception to the point that pain awareness is not significant. Maximum Impact, for example, was originally developed as an anesthetic, and its potency accounts for the danger of using it. Opioids, obviously, might also block perception of pain. The intoxicating, hypnotic, and euphoric effects of G could distract from pain during contact, and the variable effects of MDMA on neurotransmitter function can have an impact on pain threshold. In other words, a guy might not have to endure an entire weekend of pain bumping uglies with someone in order to transfer his pox - he might just need to be on the right drug for an hour.

Now allow me to present a Monkeypox report from Kentucky. I just returned from my regular visit with my HIV specialist, an epidemiologist at one of the principal infectious disease institutes in the Commonwealth, where I specifically asked her about Monkeypox. Prior to driving up for the appointment, I had read the official Kentucky government report on Monkeypox, which said Kentucky has had five confirmed cases, two of which have already recovered and been released from isolation. My doctor was had heard of only three cases in Kentucky. She informed me that the institute, at a primary research hospital, could not even test a patient for Monkeypox, let alone diagnose it - the scraped suspected sample would have to be sent to the state capitol in Frankfort, the only place that could process the sample for testing. I have no smallpox scar, but likely was vaccinated for it as an infant. The CDC recommends the Jyennos smallpox vaccine as a preventative against Monkeypox, and there is belief that prior smallpox vaccinations may offer some resistance. My epidemiologist, a competent professional, had never heard of any of this. She told me that they are getting no information -zero- handed coming down from government and national health agencies. Currently, Kentucky state guidelines say that existing vaccine stocks are only for those who have had close contact with infected persons, and that they will evaluate other populations as more vaccine becomes available. So: Not only can you not go to any health department in Kentucky and be tested for Monkeypox, no doctor in the state can absolutely diagnose you without sending a lab test to the capitol, if they even know what to look for. And even if you are diagnosed, it’s unclear that they’ll even know what to do about it, because they’re getting no guidance at all, and some the best epidemiologists in the state don’t even realize the smallpox vaccine may prevent it. But that’s Kentucky in a nutshell, usually 25 fucking years behind the rest of the planet. The only reason we aren’t covered up with Monkeypox right now is that we don’t have any monkeys - although some of the residents sometimes do a fair impression of lower primates. (If you don’t believe me, attend the Fancy Farm political picnic on Sunday.)

A freeing experience? No shit. Most people who spend that much time in travel status are either flight attendants, concert tour roadies, or Bedouins. I’m not from Louisville, it’s just the closest thing that passes (barely) for a city with any fuckability within a hundred-mile radius. Where I am, they couldn’t afford to send us on official government travel - just getting us to civilization would have broken the travel budget.

That was actually an excellent question, because as a retired executive branch federal employee, holy shit man.

That’s certainly not universal. There are plenty of bottoms who are not what would be considered submissives in the BDSM lifestyle sense, and plenty of bottoms who are flatly aggressive and forward about their appetites. The submissive mindset simply isn’t there. For an actual submissive, it may depend on context. Some submissives are full-character submissives who feel a need to submit to dominant males in every sphere of life, and these are the types (actually quite uncommon) who take on the aspect of true slaves. Others, like myself, find that our instinctual submission is limited to our sexuality. Tell me to strip and take your cock and I will obey without hesitation; tell me to eat from a dog bowl and I’ll tell you to go fuck yourself. Hurt me with your cock and I’ll open myself up to take it deeper; hit me it the face and I’ll break your fucking arm. Tell me to say out loud that I’m a faggot whore and I’ll say it; spit in my mouth and I’ll spit in your eye. In any other walk of life, I grant respect where it is earned, or justly due, and demand the same. Ironically, I also view submission as demanding of respect within its context. I believe it is a failure to understand the fundamental nature of power exchange, and the power that submissives wield, that leads to a false conflation with submissives and non-submissive bottoms. A submissive can provide a Top a depth and range of self-expression a non-submissive cannot, even if the submissive has limits. Within the scope of my submission, am I submissive 24/7? Yes. There is no time at which I would not submit sexually to a male on demand (context-dependent; I would have some hesitation doing so on the spot in the middle of St. Paul’s Cathedral, for instance; there’s a time and a place for things).

There’s a tiresome trend in literary criticism to look at two male characters with a very close association and begin to try to tease out every possible clue that they’re gay, despite the fact that the author had no such intent in the writing of them. Achilles and Patroclus, yes - the intent is suggested. Holmes and Watson? Don’t be ridiculous. Dumbledore and Grindlewald? Of course. Frodo and Samwise? Absolutely not. Contrary to what some may insist, sexuality is not a factor in all human relationships. We all share a common humanity at a deeper level, and some people are fortunate enough to connect at that level.

The root of your confusion lies in the fact that you begin with a false understanding to begin with. You may not believe that bisexual or straight-but-curious men actually exist, and like others who take a cynical approach, you may assume that those who claim to be are either in denial or consciously covering up for their pure homosexuality. Regardless, you are simply wrong, and there is a body of science to demonstrate that you are wrong. Starting with the Kinsey study of the 1970s, and subsequent work expanding on it, the evidence is quite clear that human sexual orientation and preference is a spectrum, and a given individual can be positioned anywhere along it. Moreover, that position can be variable over time. Whether you believe it or not is immaterial; it is not a matter of belief; it is so. Therefore, I would encourage you to return to the question you pose regarding the two physicians and their living arrangement, and re-examine it without the baggage of the incorrect assumption that previously held back your understanding. (I, by the way, am bisexual. I’ve been fucked by over 1,000 men, but I like ladies just fine, married one and fathered two children with one. Men are just easier for casual sex. If I had had my choice, I’d still be married, and if another circumstance were different, I might be seeing another woman now. So, bi. I’m not “covering up” anything.)

I think this starts to get at it, in a kind of art-imitating-life sort of way. When you’ve led an unusually adventurous sexual life, and tried most things at least once, you reach a point where one day you look up and think, “Damn, I’ve been a kinky fucker” and you look at what there’s actually still left that you haven’t done and realize that there isn’t much, and what there is may be a little too out there even for you. You ask yourself: “Is that it? Is there no more? Have I tried all there is to try?” And the answer you receive is: “Pretty much, yeah. Should’ve paced yourself.” The sad reality is that even for the most imaginative, there are only so many variations on the theme.

I keep stumbling over the posts where people insist that everyone sorts for race. I go to a hotel or a bathhouse, I place public ads that anyone can see that tell where I am and that my ass is available to any man that wants it. These ads contain no stipulations of any kind. I unlock the door or leave it open, then turn facing away from it. When a man comes through the door, I take his breeding. Many times, I never see him. I do not sort the men I service by race. I do not sort the men I service at all. The color of a man’s skin is irrelevant; all men’s cum is the same color. Having been fucked by over 1,000 men, I can say by objective observation that I have, on balance, found men of African American heritage to be more engaged sexual partners, but I surmise this to be due to this to cultural, not racial factors. Regardless, I do not seek out black men over other men - I do not seek men out in any way. I simply make myself available to any person seeking. There is no sorting. I couldn’t possibly care less how much melanin is in someone’s skin.

I’m conflicted - great setup for the bottom to end up with his head hanging backward off the edge, completely dominated…but fuck that table looks uncomfortable. I guess the upside is it’s incentive to keep the Top off his knees and using full weight to sink that cock in deeper.

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