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Awesome story! Somehow I missed this from before? Really hot 

So fucking hot!! 

Damn. I have a second Twitter for porn. And it's full of poz and piss vids...stuff I think about but don't actually do.  Definitely gets my dick super hard though

Great story, very very hot

Fuuuuuuuck

Damn hot story 

I live halfway between Seattle, WA and Vancouver, BC. Seattle has two (Steamworks and Club Z). I like them both, have had fun at both. Vancouver BC has three (Steamworks, Steam1, and  F212 Steam) I prefer Steamworks in Vancouver.

I've been to both the places in Portland, and really enjoy Steam Portland. All of these kinds of places are hit and miss, but I usually get enough dick to put a smile on my face lol

I prefer adult theater spaces, like Airport Video (north of Seattle). Cheaper, a bit dirtier, and I usually get more dick down my throat. 

Very very hot story. Looking forward to chapter 2

Very hot story. I love how the bottom just can't stop.

Damn. Not sure how I missed this story so far. Really hot!

Wow ..that's a fucking hot story!! Thanks for sharing your talent 

The visit to the sauna.. fucking hot 

Fuck! That's very hot. And feels very close to how it happen irl

Very well done story. Boned up here

@movietheatersl1 

Yes yes yes. I love making out, and I really love swapping cum with another cocksucker. Anytime I can get anyone to make out with me after I've sucked a load is a hot time.

Last month I went to a bathhouse, and couldn't help myself. After a guy shot his load into the sexy bottom, I kneeled down and felched the cum out, and then kinda forced my tongue down the throat of the guy I was making out with. He loved it. So fucking hot.

Fuuuuuuuckkk that's hot

Trans men are men. 

I'm a cocksucker, so that's my general focus when I'm playing. But I have no issue with all folks enjoying the place.

At a certain age (late 40's maybe), I realized that I care more about sucking dick and swallowing cum, and I care less about how old the dick is. I'm a lot less picky now, and get more dick. Win/win. 

I went to Steamworks in Vancouver over the weekend. I'm a cocksucker, and I was not disappointed at all. All different types of bodies. A favorite moment - making out with this hot skinny dude with a full load of cum in my mouth (I kinda had to seduce him to kiss me after he saw me swallow the load, but it didn't take much lol). 

Probably the hottest thing I've ever done though...sexy bottom guy was on the fuck bench getting bred. When the top pulled out I put my face in the bottoms ass and slurped the load out...I don't usually rim, but the moment was right and the hole was so stretched I couldn't help myself...and then, my skinny kissing partner made out with me. 

So. Much. Fun. 

Fuuuuck that's hot. Truck stop stories always give me a boner.

On 11/8/2023 at 4:03 PM, OinkingSPERMpig said:

This story is heavily influenced by the story "the cum courier". Also, I will say in advance. Anyone into story telling or nasty talk hit me up. I see myself as the main character of this story. 

 

The Cum Jar

The group of extreme sex pigs that I have been trying to get in touch with are hard to reach. They go where they want. Fuck who they want. In this world of tons of bottoms looking for dick, they can have their pick. Sadly, every time I reached out they were not interested. Until one of their members suddenly and unexpectedly hit me up. He shared a kind of pamflet through whatsapp stating "The HOUNDS need a CUM JAR. APPLY". Curious I responded. As expected, the reply was a short as ever. No explanation. Just an address, a date and a time. On the one hand, I was not sure what I was getting into. On the other hand, I knew this was my chance. The gangbangs these guys set up are legendary in my neighborhood, and I would do anything to be a part of them. 

So I go in prepared. Clean myself out as well as I can. Stretch my hole as much as I can. Lube up and put in my buttplug. When I go to the address it appears to be an old office space that is not currently in use. Weird. I knock on the door. Someone opens, and I enter a room of with about six people sitting in a circle of folding chairs. The one who opened the door, James I think his name is, pushes me towards the middle.  "Do you know why you are here? " He asks. I break out in cold sweat and the reality of the situation suddenly sets in. I am surrounded by people and they look normal. Decent. Professional even. I know they are pigs, but I still feel some hesitation to so openly in broad daylight in a room full of decently clothed men to just start talking about.... well... pig sex.

But I carry on anyway. I tell them that I know they are looking for a "cum jar", but I am unsure what it means. They chuckle a little. James explains: See, you know who we are. You know what we do otherwise you would not be here. We had a problem. We like to use human sperm as lube for our.... gatherings. But we have been having trouble keeping it at the right temperature. Too cold and it loses some of its appeal. Too hot and it changes consistency. We need it... body temperature. See what we need, is a living cum jar that we can fill up with as much sperm as necessary and bring him to our spots. When asked, the cum jar has to bend over so we can all dip in our cocks for a fresh coating of sperm. He can also squat and dribble out some loads for play. What do you think of that? 

I WILL DO IT! I blurt out. By now the bulge in my pants has started to grow. And standing in the middle of the circle, I am suddenly embarrassed that I could hardly wait for him to finish and am obviously aroused. 

"Hold on now". James says. We asked you to apply. We have had three applications. We need to test you.

"This is it" I think to myself. "They are going to fuck me, it is actually happening". Then one of the men sitting on a folding chair whips out a huge jar the size of my forearm. "This is the condition pig, you need to be willing and able to hold these loads in you, you can't ask what or where they are from, you do as you are told". The jar the man holds in his hands is filled to the brim with yellowy and white sperm that seems to change in texture and consistency throughout the jar.

I think about it. And slowly nod. Big grins appear all around me. "then take of your pants PIG, we need to put this stuff up your hole". I immediately undress, and stand there, naked among fully clothed men. Glistening with the coconut oil I rubbed on myself before I left the house. And with my buttplug still up my hole. Someone produces a "pighole", a kind of tunnel you can put up your rectum that holds your hole open. A pig like me is familiar with it. "This pig came prepared!" one of the men exclaims, as he suddenly gets up, bends me forward, and takes out the buttplug. As soon as the buttplug leaves my ass, he uses his middle and ring finger to work my hole as he slides in the pighole. Clearly he knows what he is doing. 

I drop down on all fours. They are surprised. 

"Do it". I say. "Please". 

Suddenly there is tension in the room. Where before everyone was relaxed and talking, I feel the dark and sticky atmosphere of pigs getting aroused... and things getting serious. They waste no time. I bend over further to lift my hole upwards, knowing that with the pighole tunnel they can see straight up my guts. They are all behind me now. Staring at my hole, waiting to see the sperm go up my hole. Except for James. He crouches in front of me and whispers in my ear "I knew you would come pig. You are perfect for this you whore. We make no promises that we will fuck you. But you can be our cum jar. Now relax and take it". As I listen to his words, getting more and more aroused, I can feel the cold sperm sliding down the walls of my rectum straight into my innards. "GOOD JOB BOY!" one exclaims as another one proceeds to whoop. 

But then something happens. "Oh, that's it" someone says. I look back, and see the jar is only half empty. "He can't take any more". WAIT! I yell, as I crawl on my hands and knees towards the wall and do a handstand. Now they really start laughing. "THIS FUCKING PIG IS DEDICATED" and "JESUS JAMES, WHERE DO YOU FIND THESE PEOPLE!?". As I do my handstand, I wiggle my torso and feel the sperm sink deeper into my body. I crouch back down slowly and simply say "please... more" and they pour the rest in. As last frothy sperm from the jar bubbles down my guts I ask "my buttplug". James understands, and reaches for the buttplug. The guys work together to pry out the pighole and replace it with the buttplug. "This cum jar even brought his own lid!" one of them jokes. 

There's a problem. With this amount of sperm up my hole, I can not stand. I know that were I to try, the buttplug would shoot out from the pressure of all the sperm that has gone up my hole. "I can't stand up without losing it". I say. James crouches back down near my face "who said you needed to stand?". I look at him ... confused... am I supposed to crawl? Suddenly I feel someone putting a collar around my neck. It's the stocky fat guy that normally acts as a bottom for the group and runs their errands. I have only ever heard him referred to as "boy". He frowns down at me like he is angry at something. "Are you ready? " He asks. "Ready for what" I reply. "We would not have put damn near a gallon of sperm up your ass if we weren't going to play". He notices a little bit of sperm dribbling down my leg. Absentmindedly he runs his finger up the back of my leg and puts it in his mouth.  James chimes in: "There really wasn't any competition pig. he first pig we showed it chickened out at the sight of this", "the second pig we showed it to thought he wanted it, but when he opened the jar and smelled the cumstench he bailed". He takes the leash from "the boy" and starts leading me out of the room. 

To be continued. 

Fuuuuck so goddam good 

Fuck this is hot 

3 hours ago, bbonthehill said:

Nice!  Was that at APV?

Yes. I like both the Everett and the SeaTac locations!

I played hooky on Thursday, and drove to my favorite adult theater. It's about 65 miles away, north of Seattle, but it's almost always good for some dick.

I'm a cocksucker, and when I get into the right headspace, I am not picky at all. I've been going here for 20 years or more - started out as the cute twinky type. Now I'm older and grayer, but still in decent enough shape. 

There are three, maybe four guys there when I walk in. There are three rooms - straight porn, gay porn, and trans porn. Within two minutes, one of the guys (probably 50-60, decent dick) puts his dick in my mouth. I take my shirt off, and start alternating between sucking his dick, chewing on his nipples, and making out. It doesn't take long, and he blows a load in my mouth.

He leaves, and I walk around. One of the other guys grabs me and takes me into the straight room, where there's a decent couch. He's maybe 40's, black, skinny, and needs head. I get on my knees, and suck him good and slow. After a few minutes, he busts down my throat, says thank you, and heads out.

2 loads in 20 minutes, before 11 am.  I hang out, and over the course of three hours, I end up with a total of six loads in my tummy. I got to swap some cum with another cocksucker. I watched two bottoms get bred, and shot my load. 

Way better than sitting at work. Definitely worth the car ride!

Please be kind.. I'm a longtime lurker, but I rarely, if ever, post a full story.

Gawddamn this is hot 🔥🔥🔥 🔥

I was born in 1967, very much a Gen X guy. I think my first celebrity crush was definitely David Cassidy. He had the coolest hair! 

John Schneider, Tom Wopat, Patrick Duffy,Erik Estrada, Lorenzo Lamas..lol teenage me definitely had a type.

I was a big soap opera geek in the 80's. Peter Reckell on Days of Our Lives -so fucking hot. But my #1 guy was Thomas Ian Griffith. He went on to play in the Karate Kid movies, but he started out on Another World, and he was so...tall and hunky and strong...swoon. #howiknewiwasgay