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Yes. It tells me that you like your bare cock as deep in someone's mind as you do in their ass, and that breeding is a bonding and claiming experience that marks both body and mind.

Fuck. I love being held and restrained while being fucked and long after. Having you whisper that you want me to absorb your seed would make me nestle in and want much more of it.

Being bred by bear dick rules. Wolf and otter dick too.

I don't get too wrapped around the axle by typos in people's posts. I do, however, get really annoyed when I find an error in one of mine that I can't correct because, for some bizarre reason, the edit option is only available for a very short period of time. The other thing that makes me steam is when auto-correct doesn't like my vocabulary and decides to change the very uncommon word I meant to use, to a much more common and superficially similar word that makes absolutely no sense.

Beautiful. I'd love to see you take a cock in your fleshy slit.

Looking around on the different hook up apps, I kept seeing profiles for the same very hot bearded top dad turning up. He's in his mid-seventies, in great shape, and has snowy white fur growing wild all over him. Whenever I'd see his pics I'd feel this pull in my gut that I've come to associate with my daddy button. For many months I didn't reach out, then one day I sent him a quick email saying "hi" and expressing interest. I don't recall hearing anything much back from him and wrote it off as "Nothing ventured, nothing gained". And yet, every time I'd log in to these different apps he'd be online and every bit as magnetic and attractive as he was the first time I'd seen him. In a strange way, he became my own "white whale", just without the whole psychotic revenge thing. Time passed and, after my bareback bottoming epiphany earlier this year, I saw this handsome daddy on another app focused on bareback breeding. I reached out again and this time we had an exchange that resulted in a coffee meetup to size each other up. Meeting him I felt my inner submissive boy standing nervously front and center. He was polite, intelligent, funny, and had that special intensity that dominant daddies often have. We were seated at the back of the place with my back to the whole room. As we talked and he asked me questions, he reached out and quite unselfconsciously took my arm, stroking it gently as I answered his questions. His touch both soothed and electrified me. As his questions became more sexual and about our mutual daddy/boy and nipple kinks, one of his hands left my arm and his fingers tickled and squeezed a nipple through my t-shirt. I'd already been under his spell for a while, but this made me release a soft, surprised "Ohhh" as my eyes closed and my torso leaned into his fingers. It's hard to remember any other details of what happened while he played with my nipples unseen by the other patrons. As our chat came to a close he said he was very interested in getting to know me better and we agreed to play in the near future. Our first hook up at his place started the moment I was in the door. He kissed me as his fingers explored both my nipples, making my eyes close and part of my brain go fuzzy. HE called me boy and I called him Daddy so naturally. My glasses and my shoes came off and he led me into the bedroom where he had me strip and lay on the bed as he did the same. His compact muscular body was covered with fur everywhere and I found myself smiling. He directed me into the position he wanted and we kissed as we explored each other's bodies. He directed me to his pits, his nipples, and hugged me close, entwining with me so we'd have maximum skin contact. I felt his furry hard cock hot against me. At the same time he explored my skin and lips and neck and nipples, mapping the effect he was having on me. Regardless of my being taller, he maneuvered me into being his little spoon, wrapping his arms around me and seamlessly putting me in a restraint hold so I could not move as he nestled his cock into the smoother cleft of my ass. He'd carefully release one arm and stroke my nipples until I was writhing against him. He'd half-whisper "Good boy" as I responded to each change or escalation in his stimulation. He released me so I could lick his nipples gently and worship down the fur of his torso until I found his cock and slavered my devotion to it's root until it throbbed rigidly. He flipped me on my back and, spreading me wide, worked his spit into my boy hole with his fingers and then onto his bobbing cock. He picked up my legs splayed on either side and settled my feet against his shoulders framing his furry chest. His cock rubbed up and down my crack, spreading the wetness. More spit into my upturned hole as he nestled his cock into the foamy pool. He pressed in little by little, flexing and easing me open. I could tell he really wanted to just use his own juices to claim my hole. I focused on relaxing and reach out to stroke his nipples and feel his knob pull against my hole. He leaned in and slipped his knob inside me rocking a little, before doling out a couple more inches and repeating. Repeating this a couple more times I feel Daddy's cock fully in my hole. Pulling out halfway, he puts more spit on my hole and begins a slow fuck rhythm. It takes me longer to begin relaxing around his cock because being spit-fucked is more friction than I'm used to. Still, I endure it for Daddy who is holding eye contact with me as he builds his stroke depth and speed. He leans in flexing my legs towards me so my boy hole is stretched open around him. I realize as I stroke his nipples gently that Daddy's cock is especially blood-hard when I'm doing a good job. Inside me, my wetness meets his dad cock finally and I feel my hole relaxing into a state of supple acceptance. Feeling the shift as a surrender, he say "Good boy" and fucks into my boy cunt harder, each thrust jolting me. His eye contact is intense, and my reactions to how he's using me are also. Not loud, but honest and from the gut that Daddy is fucking with such determination. I'm softly saying "Thank you, Daddy" with each owning thrust. He flips me onto my side and, once again gripping my arms in a way that holds and restrains me, he fucks into me. Instinctively I hook my foot on his bottom leg and flex my body back into his cock. I earn another "Good boy" as his arms tighten their hold and he fucks into me harder. My mind is sliding into an basic, primal place. We change positions, take short breaks with different grips and holds, but always there is something that I'm meant to take in. He's in control, he wants my reactions, this is what being good looks like, feels like. During the short breaks we kiss deeply wound around each other. It's like Daddy's cock is still inside me. When my need or passion or primalness makes me grab and pull at Daddy, clearly needing more, he growls deeply in satisfaction. He runs his hands over my comparatively smooth skin, tracking patterns and finding the places that make me squirm and shiver. As he does, I caress the gorilla-wild fur that covers his body. I lap at his nipples and Daddy's cock digs into my torso as it gets that blood-choked fullness. Without warning he flips me on my back, legs back and positions them so the outside edges of my feet are against his shoulders. He spits into his hand and coats his cock and then my boyhole. He pushes in balls deep forcing me to let out a groan at the sensation of being full again. He brings my hands back to his nipples and begins to fuck me with clear intent in his eyes. After a few minutes Daddy's cock has my hole relaxed and he smiles at the sounds it makes fucking into my juicy softness. I smile back and tickle at his nipples hoping to please him into giving me his seed. He fucked me with his dad cock for half an hour, bringing me to a state of submissive need in a kind of haze. Then he dipped into some reserve and began to slap fuck my ass so hard I migrated up the bed and he needed to pursue me. Feeling hazy and needy I could feel Daddy was close, so I needed to be good. I concentrated on the muscles of my hole, first contracting, then relaxing, until Daddy groaned and growled "Good boy". His eyes filled with a feral light and he grunted as he began to cum, his body wracked with spasms as he poured his seed into me. We lay together, his cock nestled in my cummy ass, as he relaxed. He told me that he was pleased with me, that I'd been a good boy, and he'd like to have me visit him again. And so I have, with Daddy giving me my 82nd, 99th, and 103rd loads. In our later conversations, when his cum was safely fucked up into my cunt, we've talked about our mutual cum fetish and how he'd like to watch a group of men fuck and breed me so he can play in their cum and add his own. During our last fuck, Daddy told me he'd started jerking and freezing his loads so he can flood me with his seed and get that cum-fucking experience he's so into. Whether it's his loads, or loads he chooses for me, I just want to be a good boy.

I agree, it's a favorite of mine also. It's worth taking in all the lyrics...

Abstain from answering the question, obviously. 😉 Oh, we haven't met... I'm a thirsty-cunted bottom who loved taking a dozen loads yesterday. All your cock are belong to me.

I'm a bottom with less than 7 months of being fucked and bred bare-assed under my belt, so take this with however much salt is appropriate. The answer to the question depends on the top fucking me. My regulars tend to be men who like their sex to happen over a longer period of time, whether it's many loads or a single hard earned load. I know that's a function of self-selection. Mr Black is a dom who likes to get in my ass and fuck me deep and very hard (right on the edge of being too much) so he can cum until he's empty. It's all about his pleasure. I like taking as many of Mr Red's loads as I can until he's empty. Sometimes it's 6 in 30 minutes, but sometimes it's 12 over 2.5 hours. I'm happy to lay under him with my legs spread wide taking him as long as he wants. Making a too long/not long enough judgement seems like it isn't applicable. Mr Blue is a very cute, very horny Bi guy who likes to fuck for 2-3 hours fairly non-stop and I normally get between 5 and 9 loads each session. He's a marathon fucker with lots of skills in varying the depth and intensity of the fuck. I leave his place exhausted and happy and filled with his seed. Mr White is 18 years my senior and a controlling daddy to his core. He likes to fuck for about 30 minutes, then cuddle with me in a restraint hold for a bit before putting me in a new position and then fucking me for another 30 or so minutes. His dick is rock hard he loves hearing me react to how he's using his boy. Each session is about 3 hours long with at least 2 hours active fucking time. I only get one load, but I feel well used and owned and a proud boy to my core to have earned it. Here's the problem with the question, I always want dick in my cunt longer. However, if I answer the question with "Ends too soon" it makes it sound like these breeders are falling short somehow when they are clearly not. My only respectful option is to abstain.

I don't have a dog in this hunt, and I don't covet any tops. I was just reacting to you going after "the colonies" as I'm from one myself. 😉

In my experience, being a great fuck is the way to get Have a care, @BritBottom, lest you discover my own antipodean convict streak.

It seems like it might be a little performative, but all his videos press my buttons.

It's in the eye of the beholder, not tagged on the site I find it. 😉

I come across pics of two or more men all the time that say "Fuckteam" to me and save them. The breeding is taken for granted.

The numbers on condom use are smaller than I expected (my emphasis below): There is a decent longitudinal study "Trends in condom use among MSM in the United States: the role of antiretroviral therapy and seroadaptive strategies" that has a good graphic with this text "Adjusted increase in concordant condomless sex per every 3 years was for 18–24 years 16% (CI: 12%, 20%), 25–29 years 9% (CI: 5%, 12%), 30–39 years 9% (CI: 5%, 12%) and 40 years and older 7% (3%, 11%)."

Calling it your "view" is a way of saying it's your "belief". Because both are disjoint from any idea of logic or facts or proof, it makes it a perfect defense for a nonsense claim like the one you are asserting. Psychopaths make up 1% of the general population, and to assert that all gay men who are bareback bottoms are psychopaths is wholly without any statistical or even basic anecdotal foundation. The last time people claimed a link between homosexuality and psychopathy in research was in the 1940s and 1950s and that was because someone created the nonsense term of "sexual psychopaths" for homosexuals with the intent to reinforce that all homosexuals were mentally ill without any scientific basis. Please cite the peer reviewed studies that support your assertion. Remember, what can be asserted without proof can be dismissed without proof.

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I'd give the man a chance to breathe and process his experience before setting an egg timer on his responding to you on round two. Regardless of his lying to you about being married, extorting a man for more sex isn't sexy. What it is, however, is illegal. Even assuming it worked, once he had his ring back do you suppose he'd ever have anything to do with you ever again? Your proposed course of action sacrifices multiple possible repeat visits for a single final visit. If he's as good as you say, why would you ever do that? Immediately let him know he left his ring and follow ErosWired's advice.

I'm curious. Why do thin hairless men turn you off, regardless of age?

I agree with you. I do have one nit-pick though. According to the most credible global dataset out there (calcSD), the average bone-pressed erect length is 5.5". In a room with 1000 men, only 83 would be bigger than you at 6.5". That said, I agree that the size of a bottom's dick doesn't matter.

Why not pull him aside, crack open your heart a little, and tell him you'd like to get to know him better on his own? It has the virtue of being true, and if he freaks out or says no you know where you stand.

Hmmm. I didn't get across that if I'm attracted to the essence of a person, the physicality steps back somewhat. I'm a big fan of "dark horses" where men don't show who they are very obviously and have the good stuff hidden inside them.

Although my first sexual experience at 12 was non-consensual with a mid-40s man, and I've definitely got some daddy/boy stuff going on, I'm not locked into the daddy thing. I'm a data guy, so I pulled (and conservatively estimated) the ages of the men who have given me the 102 loads since I started bottoming earlier this year. The youngest is 26 and the oldest is 74 years, with an average age of 43.4 and a mean of 41 years. At 48 loads, a 34 year old is the MVB (Most Valued Breeder), while a 54 and a 45 year old gave the most transformative sexual experiences, one with no load at all. The 34 year old MVB is a dom and gets an honorable mention for training my cunt to take long dick a long, long time. I'm drawn to men of any age with strong secondary sexual characteristics - strong, muscular, hairy, deep voice, beard, scruff, etc. Men who don't look sexually mature are a turn-off for me. If presented with a smooth slender 40 year old top and thicker, hairier, bearded 20 year old top I'd likely lean towards the one who looked most sexually mature - the 20 year old. However, experience and skill is definitely a factor as DannyBoyCMH says. It's much more complex than just age.

In my home country, Australia, the age of consent is generally 16 years old: They also allow young people undergoing sexual development to have sex with each other at younger ages.

I think I was always meant to be a bottom, but after being raped bloody as a child, getting fucked became a terrifying thing that got wired into my body even as what happened to me got pushed into a deep place in my mind. I was attracted to strong, muscular, masculine men even as a boy, but didn't get what that pull in me was. I dated a woman and fucked her at 21 and realized sex was okay, but not as incredible as people say. The first time I kissed a guy and made out I finally figured it out. Still, sex was terrifying to me and my body would go into shutdown if I got too close to getting fucked. The only way I could get close was to be incredibly young and horny and get very drunk to get past the terror. Topping was what I could do, even though my heart wasn't really in it. At best it was an adaptation to what happened to me, at worst a dead end. I felt more and more cut off from my sexual self as time passed. I wanted to bottom but couldn't get there. After lots of work on my mind and body, including work with a sacred intimate and exploring and accepting my kinks and submissive nature, I reconnected with that sexual self in earnest this year. I met with a guy and had an incredible experience with him. Profoundly connected sex in which I felt horny, safe, and was able to relax enough to be penetrated and fucked. More than that, his fucking me started a deep rolling sensation in my body that I knew from previous work was an assgasm. Since then I've accepted I was always wired to be a bottom and had it blocked by what happened to me. Now I honor who and what I am by taking bare cock and seed inside me. I just celebrated my 100th bare load in just 6 months of bottoming. I agree with BritBottom: I'm a bottom who loves connected intense sex, just like I always should have been.