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I think a cum dump punishment would be to not get fucked or not be bred

I've definitely cried during my first couple encounters, the first time the man was nice, talked to me and let me go. The second time the same man knew I was ok and kept fucking me despite my feelings. We talked after and all was ok. I want to try one thing but so far haven't been able to. To have the top jerk me off or blow me to completion so I lose all horniness after cumming before poppering me up and using me as he pleases despite how I might feel.

Very first? I saw a porn where the woman took pee straight from the cock and drank it down happily, I remember looking up if it was safe to do. When I realized it wasn't the worst thing for my health I tried my own in a Dixie cup and it didn't taste too bad. The first time with someone else's pee was the first time I was fucked. Being mostly straight I was super nervous, he tied me up, fucked my mouth and then my ass. He finished in my ass and then stayed inside me. Soon I felt my ass get warm and realized he was pissing inside my ass, which remains to this day his favorite thing to do with water sports. (Not my favorite thing)

i've had it from the tap mouth closed over it and mouth open from afar, in my ass while he's inside me and pissing into my open speculum ass (my favorite). I enjoy the speculum or tunnel plug because i can hear my intenstines filling up and then opening up and swallowing accepting more. but i like the taste the most i think. also accepted bottles from a few guys that dropped them off.

to go to a movie with a top, have us order a large drink and have him fill it to the brim. i get to drink it during the movie we are watching.

wait i had a choice? jk swallow all i can always

in whatever way the top desires really

Had a frequent top tell me a few that there would only be our saliva for lube. So if it got rough he'd pull out and go straight to my mouth. It was always the sloppiest oral I had ever given but he succeeded in not using synthetic lube.

Idk why but my most recent fantasy is going to a movie and having the top fill up the large soda cup with only his piss. And I drink it all before the movie is done. No one would know but us.

Don't consider myself trans or a CD, and never done meth but you made it sounds so damn fun to be alongside you.

The day came when Jess became pregnant. It was a rough time for her, and she had lost all horniness and desire for sex. Omar of course was happy; she doesn't touch my cock anymore. There was another turn of events, Jess lost her job but gained a hefty severance payout, and I was called in to work in the office 3 days a week. I worked hard Tuesday through Thursday so I could basically take Monday, Friday and the weekends off. I've been so horny though I have of course told Jess that I am working 5 days a week in the office and some weekends. I spend that time at Omar's entertaining him and his guests. I had just finished showering at Omar's after a marathon of sex with him and a friend of his on Monday, when my phone went off. A text from Jess: 'Omar has a lot of sex' 'Really?' I replied. 'I hear it often during the day, how did you not hear this working from home all these months?' she asked. 'You know me, music blaring while I'm working, also it's none of my business so...' 'I guess, when will you be home?' 'On my way now so within the hour.' and to that she finished with a 'K' I walked out to Omar and his friend. Omar was getting ready for work, managing a gay night club in the area, and his friend passed out, drained from giving me 4 loads. I grabbed grabbed my work bag and told Omar about the text message. He laughed. "Told you those walls are thin" he said, and told me to come over to him. He grabbed my cock and balls and pulled me in for a kiss. "I'll lock this worthless thing up one day. What do you have to say for me?" "Thank you for bringing over your friend to fuck me" I said. "You're welcome slut, now thank him as well" He motioned across the room. "Thank you for fucking me today" I said louder so he could hear me. His friend raised his hand and then let it drop heavily on the couch in exhaustion. I turned to walk out the door and as soon as it opened Omar yelled out. "Give your wife a big kiss!" I shut the door and quickly walked down the hall away from my apartment. I can't believe he did that, she for sure heard that. I walked down the street and grabbed my car, drove back and parked in my spot. I waited a bit in the car before heading up, for multiple reasons but also, because I hadn't cum and was hard. I went upstairs and walked in the door, and dropped my bag down, seemingly tired from a long day at work and not from the fuckfest that had occurred. Dinner was just about ready and I went and changed after saying my hellos. We sat down and turned on the TV and during the first commercial break, Jess spoke up, "Did you know he was married?" she said out of nowhere, but I knew what she was referring to. "Who? that guy?" I said pointing at the random man in the insurance commercial. "No! The guy Omar was having sex with today!" she said in a loud whisper. "Jess how would I know that, and why do you?" "As the guy left Omar told him to give his wife a big kiss" She correctly claimed. Fuck I thought... he might have been watching and I didn't give him a show. I looked up to the camera. "Can you imagine!?" she said. "Sounds painful." I said. "You'd think so with how it sounds and the things they say but it sounds like he's enjoying himself." I shrugged it off and our show came back on. At the next commercial break Jess spoke up again. "Honestly it was kind of hot, I might have..." she stopped and turned red. "You masturbated to them having sex?" I asked surprised. "I mean, sex is sex, slapping, and all that. They said some hot things too." She said. "I don't want to know." I said. Of course I already knew, having been on the giving and receiving end of the words said among other things. "It was kind of hot, and I didn't know it was a married guy until after, I can't imagine you doing something like that." she said still kind of bashful from confessing her afternoon activities. "Yeah it's not my cup of tea." I laughed. Friday rolled around and I was in my normal position, ass up, face down on Omar's bed. Omar had just finished pissing into my ass after dropping his second load. And there was a knock on the door. Omar went to look through the peep hole and whistled to me. I looked at him in a lightheaded daze. He motioned his head to the door, for some reason I knew who it was on the other side. Omar got dressed and his large cock was hanging down in the leg of his shorts. the outline visible to all. He answered the door, and they spoke for a second. Omar then left with Jess back to her's and my apartment. My phone went off. 'She thinks you're still at work and now I'm stuck helping her with shit you're supposed to do?' Omar sent to me. He came back and slapped my ass hard. "That's for me doing your damn job, do you want me to properly fuck her too?" he said. "Sorry Sir, I.. I.." I didn't know what else to say. "You're drinking every last drop of that piss from your ass. Go." he said, and pointed to the bathroom I expelled it into my reusable bottle and drank it in front of him as he stroked his cock for the inevitable next round. When I finished the last drop, he came over to me and grabbed me by the hair and pushed me against the wall separating our apartments. He shoved his cock against my hole and pressed, the piss had washed away the lube. The only lube left was on his cock. He finally slipped into me and started talking dirty. "Lousy fucking husband, you're only good for fucking. This ass is the ass of a faggot not a married man. Tell me who's ass this is." He rattled off more insults and demands. I answered but never loud enough for him. I was yelling that my ass was meant for fucking, my cock and balls are useless, into the wall facing my wife. He turned me around and kissed me passionately, "Who would you rather kiss?" "You" I answered. "More than your wife?" "Yes Sir." We continued making out against the wall, to the sound of Jess orgasming on the other side. ------- I got home at the time I usually do, Jess was on the couch watching TV. She was happy to see me and came over to give me a big kiss. It seems like she's finally horny. After dinner we went straight the bedroom and had sex. She was really into it and came multiple times. After I had cum she went to pee and went to the living room and curled up on the couch. I followed and we watched our usual shows. "He had sex with that married guy again today." She said while surfing social media, practically ignoring the show. "Good for him?" I said appearing to not know or care. "I went over to ask him for help with something pointless, hoping to see who it was inside." she said kind of sadly. "Did you see?" I said knowing she hadn't. "No, but when he left I masturbated again," she said sheepishly, "it sounded a little like you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to think about it but when it sounded like you I imagined you were there having sex and I got even hornier and I know you wouldn't do it and I don't want you to do it but for some reason it turned me on in the moment..." Her confession continued, finishing with an apology, for nothing. "It's ok, I'm not mad babe, it'd be like being mad at you for having a sex dream with Chris Hemsworth or whoever." I crawled over to the other side of the couch to console her. "Man... pregnancy hormones are wacky. I'm sorry..." she said nestling into my chest. "Whatever beer you drank with dinner smells like piss." This happened once a week or so for the first 5 months of pregnancy. Omar and whoever was fucking me that day would get a kick out of Jess orgasming on the other side of the wall from where her husband was begging for cum up his ass. Jess never tried to come see who the mystery married man was, but upon more confessions I realized it was better not to know so she can continue to imagine that it was me. On one of the days I was actually at work, Omar surprised Jess with a vacation to a peaceful resort so she could enjoy her time before being tied down with the baby. I was meant to join her but of course he told me to make up some excuse that was work related so I would have to stay home. She took a friend instead.

I feel desperate for another one. I've only felt it once. But I agree I feel like lube was added, more wetness, dick throbbing, the tensing up of their body.

Yeah I was going to say this word for word.

For me it's mostly the psychology. I almost prefer it.

Many of the guys I talk to are open to it. Giving at least

Very similar to mine. Being someone's bottom whore for them and who ever they want or they'll out me. The things I'm made to do get more depraved, humiliating or painful. Even better if it's a neighbor. Everytime there is a tenant moving out of my building I fantasize about who might go in.

When I got serious I kept to 1 guy who could and would fuck for hours. But also she wanted condoms. So I went bareback with him and safe with her

I had a regular top that told me he wanted to make me gay. It turned me on when we talked about it. Getting fucked while prone he would lay on me and tell me I was gay for him and his cock, he'd make me tell him I was gay, that I preferred his cock in my ass to my cock in pussy. We made "deals" that if I couldn't get hard for my girlfriend I'd tell her I liked guys too. (It never happened) if I was for some reason infertile I'd be with him instead. He'd slap and hit my balls (I asked for it) telling me he was going to make them useless, I'd ask him to hit them harder. And before I'd leave his place he'd always make me cum so it was more likely I wouldn't get hard for my girlfriend. We made a bunch of other deals and he "made" me constantly repeat things. Sometimes I'd say them without his request and it would drive him wild. It was very hot, but I am now married.

I only want bareback, and love taking loads, but I don't consider myself a bug chaser and don't want to be pozzed.

Prefer with a hand, I don't think I've had it any other way yet sadly.

Been drugged (planned) and although it was hot knowing it was going to happen. Obviously I was passed out and used so I didn't experience it fully. I know how I could be raped but it has yet to happen.

Not necessarily a fetish but I do prefer the guy not be my age and "hot". I've hooked up with older, overweight, straight dad's, gay... Dads? I just don't care as long as it's good and fun.

Sometimes yes. my wife likes my size, doesn't wish me to be smaller or bigger. I do prefer it stay soft and to not cum as I bottom though. And I like the fact I'm not getting "enjoyment" out of it. It's all for the top. I do wish my cock and balls be punished for being there sometimes. Especially poppered up.

I haven't not wanted castration but I have let a few tops know that 1. I don't want to cum because it's about them. 2. They can abuse or do what ever they want with my cock and balls because it's there to mess with. 3 I've had a couple tops tell me they'd punish my cock and balls for a few different reasons. For getting hard, for staying soft, for having them in the first place. I have enjoyed all those options but have never wanted to lose either my cock or balls.