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Eight loads swallowed today (two from the same guy). Best one by far is a semi-regular. He packs a fat 6.5-incher. He makes my jaw ache, because he tends to soften midway through and I kinda have to start from scratch. I'm not complaining though. After 15–20 minutes of oral TLC he rewards me with two huge blasts of thick, tasty cum. I have to gulp the first mouthful down right away because another big one follows right after. Then the cum continues trickling out for another 30 seconds or so. He always gives me a big smile afterward. He doesn't say much, but I think it really turns him on to have someone so obviously into swallowing his load. My belly is so full right now, and I can taste his load when I burp. Man, I love what I do!

Today's total: 6 loads swallowed, 2 in my ass. It was a good day!

4 swallowed so far. Nothing for over an hour, then 3 in a row. Tasting the combined flavours of 3 guys in my teeth right now. Yum.

Today’s tally, so far: 1 load swallowed. Good start to the day!

11 cocks sucked, 7 loads swallowed. Need to up my game.

"Used condoms"?

At Steamworks Toronto: nine guys, 14 loads, in two hours. Two guys came twice, one guy came four times.

Ever since I was about 10 and I first learned that "stuff" shoots out of a guy's cock when he gets to feeling really good, I've always known I wanted to drink it. No idea where that idea came from—I certainly didn't hear about it from anyone.

I have no idea, but the number must be in the high hundreds if not thousands. I really wish I had started counting decades ago when I could still remember the individual occasions. What I often wonder is how much cum I've swallowed by now.

This one?

My fantasy is to chug a one-litre container filled to the brim with warm, freshly squirted cum. I'd lift it up to my lips and not put it down until it was empty.

My tonsils are permanently enlarged. They're not a problem at all, though. In fact think they're an asset: when I deep throat a guy they go nuts and moan a lot. My throat probably feels so tight it's like a sphincter! 😜

Exactly my experience. Also happens to me when I swallow several loads in a row. Yummy!

Swallow. Always, always, always.

Just this afternoon: I was walking around the bathhouse when I passed by a Hispanic daddy with a moustache, buzz cut, big belly and tattoos standing in a corner fondling his cock through his towel. I walked over, knelt down and started sucking him off. His 6.5" cock immediately got rock hard. I worked on him for about 20 minutes, then he pulled away and said he was going out on the patio for a smoke. Didn't see him again until about two hours later. He smiled when he saw me, waved me over, pulled his towel off and said "Good, you here! Now you suck, I cum, you dreenk my sperm!" Who was I to say no? 😜

I never use my hands unless the guy wants me to, which is not very often. Using your hands feels like cheating to me. I like knowing that I can bring a guy off using only my mouth.

Here's another one about the blue-collar guy in the first story, whom I've run into in bathhouses several times over the years. One thing I've gotten to know about him is that he gets very sensitive after cumming. Now, I love nursing on a cock after getting the load, making sure I get every last drop. So I was doing that to this guy after he came in my mouth, taking care to be as gentle as I could. He put up with it for a couple of minutes, then laughed, pushed my head away gently and said, "OK, enough! I have to live through this!"

One time at a bathhouse, after changing out of my clothes,I headed directly to the room with the slurp ramp. There was a guy going up the stairs. He was short, stocky, hairy, with longish hair, early 60s, looked like a street person. He took his towel off and stood with his half-hard cock ready for the first guy who would come up and start slurping. Naturally, that was me. He had a long, fat cock with hair going halfway up the shaft, smelled kinda sweaty but I sure didn't mind. I worked on him for about ten minutes, then he pulled away and said, "I don't want to cum yet." I said "OK," and went exploring. A couple of hours later, I went into the slurp ramp room again, and he was still there. He saw me, headed in my direction and said, "I was hoping to see you again. No one here is as good as you are." He stuck his cock in my mouth, said, "I washed it off for you," and smiled. I smiled back and went back to work, grateful for the compliments and taking care to give him an extra-special blowjob. After about 15 minutes of slow, steady deep-throating, I felt his legs start to tremble. He said, "I'm gonna give you my load. You deserve it!" He shot into my mouth, and I made sure he could feel me gulping it down.

I used to go to this particular bathhouse regularly around noon. The place was really seedy, but I found that a lot of guys liked to go there around that time of day to have a quickie and hurry back to their wives, families, jobs, whatever. There was this older guy I would often run into: hairy chest, arms and legs; greying moustache; sun-lamp tan; a European accent I couldn't place. He would get a locker, undress, go directly to the dark hallway in the back, whip his towel off, stand against the wall and wait for someone to suck him off. I probably did him a total of about 15 times within a two-year period. He had an average-length, fat cock that shot a good-sized, tasty load. He would just stand there while I sucked, sighing now and then. Always took between 10 and 15 minutes. Every single time after I finished swallowing and stood up, he would say, "OK, I cum! Ssssank you!" Then he'd bow his head the tiniest bit and walk back to his locker in his sandals, dick swinging, towel in hand. Charming gentleman.

Anything at all that you like thinking back on: a compliment, a line you never heard before, even just moaning…. Some of mine (all bathhouse experiences at various times through the years): I was walking around when I saw this hairy, blue-collar guy watching the porn movie and sitting with his legs spread, obviously waiting for unreciprocated servicing. I obliged him of course. He didn't say much while my head bobbed up and down in his lap, but he said "Mmmm" every now and then. Then he put his hands behind my head and said, "I'm gonna let you eat now," then slowly but firmly pushed my head down as far as he could and unloaded into my throat. (I ate.) I was kneeling on the floor of my room. A big, stocky, hairy bear came into my room, closed the door behind him, dropped his towel and stuck his half-hard cock in my mouth. He got fully hard immediately when I started sucking, but he never uttered a sound. I worked on him for over half an hour, and I was starting to wonder if he was one of these guys who can hold back interminably, when this really deep growl started in his big chest, gradually getting louder and louder. Then he said in a loud, booming voice: "YEAH, TAKE IT BOY!" as he dumped his load into my mouth. It was a pretty small bathhouse, and I'm pretty sure the entire place heard him. (I hope they did.) I saw this sexy, hairy, shy-looking daddy standing in a hallway, looking sort of unsure what to do. I approached him and said hi, and he gave me a big smile. I asked him if he wanted to come to my room, and he said OK without asking what I wanted to do with him. I had him sit on the bed with his back against the wall, then I knelt down and started a long, slow-building blowjob. He kept moaning and saying things like "oh yeah" and "that's so good." After about 20 minutes, his moans got louder and louder, and more and more urgent. Then he gave a loud "UH!" and starting shooting a slow but continuous stream of thick, tasty semen. He had me gulping for what seemed like a couple of minutes — the biggest load I have ever taken orally (so far). He continued trickling for another minute or so, and I stayed on his cock. Finally, he was empty, and I came up for air, sat back, and said, "Wow, that was a big load!" He gave me another big smile and said, "Well, I was ready!" (I'll say he was!) I had been at this bathhouse for hours taking loads at both ends, so I was tired. I was in my room getting dressed to leave. I had the door open, and a muscle daddy in his sixties (wearing a rather obvious toupee) wandered by and stopped to look. I immediately got to my knees; he stepped inside and took his towel off, not even bothering to close the door. I only worked on him for about a minute when he sighed and spurted about five quick jets of cum into my throat. He said, "That was good." Then he patted me on the cheek, smiled and said, "TOO good!" (I guess he had wanted to hold off a bit longer.) Those are the ones I remember at the moment; I'll post other ones if I think of them. Meanwhile, do share your memorable quotes. 🙂

3. When I have a guy's penis in my mouth, he's under my control. Even when he thinks he's dominating me, he's under my control. 2. It turns me on to give another guy pleasure. Blow jobs are the easiest way. 1. Swallowing cum. Top reason by far. Love gulping down a guy's sperm and thinking about how it used to be inside his body, and now it's going into mine.

One early afternoon at Steamworks I was in the dark room with the slurp ramp when they turned all the lights on to do some cleaning. Everyone made for the exits. I was almost out myself when in walked one of the sexiest blue-collar guys I've ever seen: stocky, muscled body from hard work, not the gym, slight pot belly; bushy moustache and three-day stubble; balding, medium-length hair, uncombed and damp from a recent shower; hairy all over. He seemed ill at ease and not used to bathhouses, and he certainly didn't know not to go into the dark area when the lights were on. I touched his chest and he stopped, not looking at me. I felt him through his towel and he was already half-hard. I knelt down in from of him, took his towel off and started sucking. His cock was just long and thick enough to deep throat with no discomfort. I knew I had only a few minutes before someone came in to clean, so I worked quickly, not taking the time to escalate his pleasure as I would normally do. He never looked at me, never made a sound except for quickening breathing. He came in about three minutes — a tasty load that took me about five gulps to drink. He let me nurse the last few drops out of his cock, then turned to leave the room, putting his towel back on, still not acknowledging me. Definitely one of the most unexpected quickies I ever had, and one of the most memorable. Still turns me on to think back on it.

And I’d really love to know how much cum I’ve swallowed over the decades.

Thousands. I wish I’d started keeping track back (waaay back) when I could still remember the exact number.

I love it when the guy I just sucked off turns out not to be sensitive after cumming and leaves his cock in your mouth for as long as takes for you to draw out every last tasty drop.