Talurim

I had been getting back to the gym and training for the last month (still a long way to go but started) and was quite sore with my neck and shoulders taking most of the strain. So thought I would treat myself to a massage. Looked online and saw a new add nearby so I could walk there. I love a sensual filthy massage, but this time I needed a real proper rubdown, so focused on legit therapeutic masseur this time. Add said recently moved to town and looking for new and regular clients. Nothing to indicate anything sexual or similar. Perfect. I really needed a proper rub down to release some of my knots. He has no pictures on his add which also indicates a good professional masseur. Booked in for 7pm and thought I would check a local beat which was on the way and cleaned out, and I thought I would try my luck at getting some action on the way. I leave a message on the beat chat on an app saying I’ll be there in 10min to take cock. What could be more perfect than getting a load in me and then a real massage in the one night. Often hard to find from same person. Went into the local toiles and withing 10mins a foot tapping under stall and before I knew it I was sucking a nice 8” cock under stall. I could see they were tradie boots so assuming it was a tradie after a long day. I turn around and back up to the cock and a rubber is slid under the stall to me. I slid it straight back and backed up to feel his cock at my hole. I hear an instant grunt and laugh and and in one push he is in me raw. Without any hesitation his is in me in one push balls deep and I hear “oh yeah, finally”. He fucks me hard for 5 mins and then I feel the tell tale speed up and his two hands come slightly under the stall and grab my arse cheeks as he bottoms out in me, and he holds it there as he grunts and growls flooding my insides with a load so big, I fell it. I slowly start to move off his cock and he pulls me back still hard and in me. He starts to fuck me again. 5 mins later and his second load is flooding my now wet hole.” I am running out of time to get to my massage and am glad he is finished. As I am getting dressed again, I hear him open the stall door next to me to leave and I see a crumpled envelope slid under my stall door before he leaves. The envelope has the following on the outside of the envelope: “Open me when you get home”. I put it in my backpack and head to my massage happy I got 2 loads in me and now I am going to get my massage. Pretty sure I will feel good when I finally get home. Arse loaded and a good massage. Get to the massage guys apartment and he opens the door and in front of me stands a 6” tall blonde-haired man with skintight blue singlet and same colour footy shorts. His hair is probably shoulder length but tied up in a man bun which I find so sexy. He has a blonde hairy chest which a lot of blonde hair protruding from the top of his singlet. He has a trimmed blonde beard and a smile you could get lost in. And he has a wedding ring on his weeding finger, so yep, legit, I think. “Come in man. I am Matt” he says as he ferries me to a bedroom set up as his massage room. He asks where my problem areas are and I smirk as my mind thinks of some of the dirtiest comments, but he seems genuine, and I don’t want to misinterpret this and ruin a good massage. I explain my shoulders and neck are sore. He slowly feels my shoulders and neck which gets a response from my cock immediately. I am still dressed at this point and as he is describing where the cause of some of the pain is as he runs his hands down to my lower back and says its all connected and slowly digs his thumbs into my lower back and says he will look after it all. He steps out and instructs me to undress and get on the table. I do and he comes back in and slowly and softly runs his hands over my entire back and down over my arse. “Your skin is quite dry, so I will warm up some oil as I find it helps with minimize the friction and I can get into those tight difficult places easier.” He steps out again for a few minutes and comes back in. I feel warm oil being drizzled all over my back and then over my arse cheeks and then my legs. Feels great. He begins giving me and overall great massage of my shoulders, back and legs. The odd brush over my arse, but nothing specific to indicate anything more. “I’ll just do your entire back and legs first then I will focus on your shoulders and neck toward the end, ok?” I just grunt a “yes thanks” as his touch with oil is amazing. While spending about 10 mins on my entire back he brushes his cock in his footy shorts against my hands as he moves around the table, and I swear I feel it growing. But I remember the wedding ring and remind myself not to get carried away. It is a legit massage after all. Clearly, he is not wearing any underwear, but I guess that is not unusual for a lot of guys. As he is finishing up on my back he dribbles more warm oil on my back and this time he drizzles some over my arse and it dribbles over my crack. Nothing is said, but as a true bottom I instinctively respond by raising my arse slowly. Accidently as I do, I released a bit of the load in there. I am hoping he doesn’t see it. “I am going to focus on your shoulders now, but it is easier to get into the knots using my own weight, so I am just going to get on the table with you”. I hear a shuffle and he gets on the table and straddles my arse. He shuffles around a bit. “just need to get a good angle” and then I see his singlet thrown on the floor. He dribbles more oil on my entire back, but this time he dribbles more on my arse. It dribbles down on my crack more this time and there is a few seconds between when he finishes that and starts to lean in on my shoulders. He really goes to town on my shoulders and the whole time I can feel a bulge pressing against my arse each time through his footy shorts. As he is finishing up on my shoulders, he leans in and says, “how is that”. I am in heaven and my groans and respond of “oh yeah” is clear acceptance. I can feel his breath at my ear as he leans in. I can feel the heat of his body on my back and now I can feel his hairy chest rub against my back. Again, I feel his breath at my ear. “You want another one??” I respond with “I will definitely be back man”. “Good, but I meant now. I saw it when you lifted your arse man. I am not blind. You want another load? I doubt I would even need any oil based on what came out”. He is almost laying against my back at this point. His body on mine feels amazing. I am lost for words and without hesitation the best I can say is “yes please”. My voice is almost begging him. He lifts up and still straddling my legs as I feel a shuffle at my arse and feel what must be another nice 8” cock slap against my arse as he frees it from his shorts. Nothing more is said at this point. Just his hands slowly and sensually massaging my shoulders as his rock-hard cock slides up and down my arse crack. After about the fourth slide the cock head catches my hole and slides in effortlessly with two loads already in me. I hear him moan as his adjusts himself for a better angle and he leans in and says, “I never pull out”. And I immediately respond with “don’t you fucking dare”. There is nothing rough about this fuck at all. He slowly continues to fuck me sensually as he massages my back. It feels like his cock belongs in there. After about 10 mins his speed picks up, and he says, “here it comes”. And no sooner does he finish the sentence I hear him moan loudly as I feel his cock swell and my arse filling with his seed. He stays hard and inside me for a few minutes as he nibbles my ear and kisses my neck. He slowly softens and pops out and I feel some cum dribble out as he does. He gets off the table and he is still in his footy shorts. Just no shirt on. “Turn over now – not done yet. You paid for a full massage. The clock stopped the second it got sexual. So, you still got 30mins left. We will do the front now.” I turn over and lay there exposed on my back and I get to see his gorgeous toned hairy chest. I run my hands over his chest and stomach almost in a worshipping fashion. I can’t belie this gorgeous man just fucked and bred me. I can see the tip of a tattoo poking out of the top of his footy shorts as I am touching his stomach and pull the top of his shorts down a bit to see a biohazard tattoo. I see the sudden panic in his eyes realizing he wasn’t planning on revealing that, hence why he kept his shorts on. He looks down with a slightly shameful look and says sorry. I am touching his tattoo and to put him out of his misery I say, “I hope there is more where that came from”. And I see a look of relief and a smile come over his face as he leans in and kisses me non-stop for 5 minutes. After the kiss breaks he is clearly hard again. So, I say, “so you can take those off now and consider the massage done. But I hope you are not”. He takes his shorts off and starts kissing me again breaking to say, “I don’t have any appointments tonight”. Suffice to say, I stay for another 2 hours and he fucks and breeds me another three times all over the apartment and in his bed. As I finally leave after three hours he says I can have a discount for the next session. I ask how much. “How does dinner sound for your arse for the night”. I now have a wet arse with 5 loads in me. Very happy with my evening I get home and remember the note. I am laying in bed with cum literally dripping from my hole and open the envelope. There is a note that reads: “If I have slipped you this note it means I fucked you at a beat and you didn’t make me use a rubber. I am HIV positive with a high viral load. You probably should get tested. Remember it was your choice to not use a rubber and take the risk.” I jack off on my bed and blow what must be the biggest load I have ever blown. The orgasm is so intense I squirt cum out of my arse. I go back on to the website with the beat the guy fucked me at and leave a message. “To the guy that fucked me there this afternoon. Thank you. And if you are checking this I WANT MORE! Message me.” I wake up the next morning to a text from Matt. “Dinner tonight?” To be continued…

Went to local sauna for the first time in a long time last weekend. Don't have a lot of luck outside of a dark room or glory hole, so thought I would try my luck. Went straight to a dark room/area and just got on the fuck bench in the middle on all fours at the edge. Slowly guys walking past started touching my arse and stopping. Eventually I felt a wrapped cock enter me and I was quite disappointed as I hate rubbers. But the group was growing, and I needed cock in me so I let him go. He pulled out after a short fuck and then I felt the head of a significantly larger cock at my entrance and push in. Clearly raw. Bingo I thought. It usually takes just one for the rest to realize raw is ok. He fucked me for a while as the group grew. Given his size, every cock after him was easy and I I am pretty sure all of the cock after him were raw. I stayed there on on fours for at least an hour taking cock after cock. None of them were verbal or loud which was a bit disappointing, so it was hard to know if I was getting any loads. Then at the hour'ish mark as the guy pulled out I felt some cum drip down my inside leg - bingo. I had got a few loads at least. Never once turned around. Had no idea who was fucking me, what they looked like. Was heaven.

Dam - awesome night well done 🙂

Good luck tonight boys. Hope you get plenty of seed 🙂

Wish I was the bottom 🙂

Avg bottom here in Melbourne looking for a few tops interested in coming over regularly to group fuck and breed my hole.

How did it go man? I am insanely horny, and Subway is within walking distance, so going to head down for the afternoon and see if I can get a few random loads. The only thing that would make my afternoon is a guy squirting his last drop in me and then walking away before I even know who he is lol

Matt goes back to Brisbane on Sunday evening and my arse and body in general feels empty. I could easily say I have fallen for the man. We chat every day through work on teams and text in the evenings. Sure enough, just on the 2 weeks mark I have a mild flu. Nothing serious and not COVID. All things considered; I do a home test. And I am HIV positive. Of course, I know I need to go to get it confirmed, but the symptoms are quite mild (which I am grateful for) and I am in no rush. I text Matt with only 4 words. “Congratulations, you’re a dad”. He responds saying he knew he would be. He has fucked a lot of guys, but never spent a couple of days repeatedly breeding the same guy with that much toxic seed. Being the gentleman he is, he asks how I am going and if I need anything. I tell him it has been quite mild, so all good. I knew it was just a weekend of fucking and nothing more, but part of me feels bumbed that it couldn’t be more. I was very surprised at his next text. “So how does this weekend look? You ready for me and the three breeders to “convert” you?” I honestly didn’t think he would give it a second thought now the deed was done. I suggested the following weekend and he asked if he could come down on the Friday again, but this time stay with me. Like that even needed to be asked. We talk a lot over the next two weeks and Matt seems to take a genuine interest in me. He comes down on the Friday like before. Work is totally different, and I am shocked when he walks in and this time in front of everyone he just walks right up to me and kisses me smack on the lips and says “hey babe”. The girls in the office cheer and one of them says “I knew it”. We can’t wait the day out so Matt fucks me in the mens toilets at work. Normally it is me, but Matt seems to really struggle to keep his hands off me. We walk from work to my place and the entire walk he switches from his hand around my shoulder to holding it. I am already developing a wet patch in the back on my pants. He just cums so much. We get home and within minutes of getting in the door he is balls deep in me and filling my hole with his seed again. We step out on the balcony for a smoke and chat for a while. Matt then offers to take me to dinner, so we clean up and I am struggling to hold his last load in me. During dinner we talk, and he repeatedly grabs my hand during the conversations. The chat finally moves to the breeding session. Matt: So, are you excited? Me: Hell yeah. Although your load counts for at least 10 guys, so 3 more is going to be interesting. Matt: Trust me when I say, take a spare pair of jeans (and he laughs) Matt: One thing I wanted to ask you about. Why are you single? Me: I could say the same thing. But to answer your question, I believe I am an acquired taste. The interest just hasn’t been there from other guys. That and I am a pig whore bottom as you are aware. Matt: Well, I had a few boyfriends and it just didn’t work out. Weirdly they didn’t like how much I came and then I got poz and I just couldn’t see anyone accepting me. Me (Jokingly): Really? Fuck I’d marry you in a heartbeat. Matt grabs my hand and looks me directly in the eyes and laughs “careful what you wish for”. Matt: So, for tomorrow, it is all normal. We are all going to fuck you. A lot of “knocking you up” talk etc. Only I will know you are already pregnant, and I will keep it that way. We will let them think they all did the deed. We go home chatting and holding hands and as we pass a quite laneway with one of those big bin containers in it, Matt laughs and drags me behind it. We make out like two school kids before he pulls the back of my pants down and bottoms out in me with one thrust. In only a couple of thrusts he is filling my hole again. Then we get back to walking home. Only now he walks with his hand down the back of my jeans and finger poking in and out of my arse. Remember how big his loads are, by the time we get home the entire back of my jeans are wet. When we get home, we shower together and head to bed. It goes without saying Matt fucks me a few more times that night and in the morning the sheets need changing there is so much cum on them. The next day we go out for a light lunch, and it feels nice to spend time with Matt like this. But I know it is only for me to be his and his mate’s toy for the night. The day rolls on and before I know it I am in a sling in a garage with Matt and 3 other sexy men standing around me naked with hard-ons. One guy is a truly gorgeous blonde guy. Also, around 6’ tall, beautiful blonde hairy chest and blonde beard and as I discover later, he has a gorgeous 7” cock with a PA in it. The other two are similar to Matt with dark hair. They all have hairy chests which I love and to be honest I really would be proud for any of them to be the seed that knocks me up. All three of them have the same biohazard tattoo that Matt does in the same spot. The blonde guy “Dave” then pulls his camera out and starts filming while Matt then stands behind him and the camera and starts asking me questions. Matt: We are recording this because it is important to understand what is going to happen and that you consented to this and it was your decision. Do you understand that all four of us are HIV positive with high viral loads? Me: Yes Matt: Do you consent to letting all four of us fucking you raw and cumming inside you? Me: Fuck yes please! Matt: A simple yes or no will suffice pig. (Matt winks at me out of site of the others) Do you understand that there is a very high chance that after today you may become HIV positive and take full responsibility for that outcome? Me: Yes. Matt: Good, now get your clothes off and your pig bottom arse up in that sling. Tonight your life will change forever (another wink). I do as I am told and jump up in the sling. Dave comes over and rubs some oil on my arse and…. Dave: What the fuck? You horny little pig. Guys, look at this, we have a genuine pig here. Dave points to my arse cheeks where I have a picture of a pig tattoo’d on one cheek and the word “Pig” tattoo’d on the other. Dave leans up and tongue kisses me for about 2 minutes then moves to my ear and whispers “enjoy your last night as neg boy”. To be continued.

Arse up for loads in West Melbourne.

I've started freezing my own cum so when I get a few guys over for an orgy soon my arse will be leaking from the first fuck.

Thank you so much - too kind 🙂

As I lay there in Matts arms with a wet arse and some serious cum stains on the sheets, he begins to explain his evening with his mates. “I started looking at some questionable websites and in short, because I cum so much and because I am poz toxic, my cock and cum has become quite in demand. I ended up chatting to these 3 guys from Melbourne and we formed a little pozzing group. Offering our service to chaser bottoms. So, a few times a year I come down and we spend an evening fucking a pozzing a chaser bottom. So, this evening, we are planning to poz a bottom that has been chasing for a while now.” As we talk some more his phone pings with a message. He reads it and a big grin comes over his face. I ask him what’s happened. “Seems our bottom has backed out. Boys have said unless we get another bottom, evening is off”. He looks at me with a glint in his eyes. “I mean, you are probably halfway there if not there already” and laughs. I ponder the thought and the idea is turning me on. So much so that my cock hardens up. After some thought, I respond. “The idea does really turn me on, but I crossed a bridge I wasn’t expecting to cross last night with you. I think part of the reason for that is you, and how much I wanted, and still want, you inside me. I kind of like the idea of knowing who it was that pozzed me. And last night when making that decision and looking into your eyes, part of it was because I would be proud to have been knocked up by you and know it was you.” Matt leans in and kisses me and says, “I’d like to think it was me too”. He breaks away and texts his mates back saying it is ok, he has some other stuff lined up he can do. He looks at me and says, “How do feel about spending the weekend with me. I’ll fuck you ever chance we get, and we can spend the weekend making sure it is mine”. I respond with a long kiss and resign myself to the fact that this weekend my life will change. But then I realize I also love being pounded by multiple guys. So, I tell Matt, “This weekend I am all yours. Your job is to make it happen. Although I cannot imagine with the amount of seed you are putting in me it won’t. After it does happen, and you do convert me, I’ll do you a deal. When I have converted and you cum back down, and I can be the bottom you all poz? We just won’t tell them I have already converted.” “I like the sound of that.”

He says he needs a smoke and we both get up and put our jeans back on and step out on the balcony. We have a smoke and a few drinks from the mini bar, and he tells me how he became poz. He is a top but wanted to try bottoming just once. He went to leather bar and in the heat of the moment took a random cock and load in the toilets. It was the only load he ever took, but it was obviously toxic. Initially he regretted it but has since come to terms with it. Hence the tattoo. He feels he wants to at least give a bottom a warning and choice unlike what happened to him. For him that is what made tonight so special and why he came so fast. The fact that I was wanting it turned him on so much. We make out some more between smoking and drinking and he gets hard again. I had heard about hyperspermia but had never met anyone with it. The thought of large amounts of cum always turned me on. The thought that just one man could fill my arse to the same level as it would take 10 other men was so hot to me. But I was already feeling the effects and I was developing a wet patch on the back of my jeans. As we smoked, he slid his hands down the back of my jeans and my hole was leaking and sloppy. He is already rock hard again in his jeans. He laughs and says, “sorry about that”. I looked at him and said “what do you mean? You should be sorry there isn’t more”. He kisses me and says, “plenty more where that came from”. And I say, “prove it”. He then lifts me up on to the outdoor chair and pulls the back of my jeans down. A huge glob of cum drips out on to the chair and he pulls his cock out and slides back in and slowly fucks me again on the balcony. I can feel cum dripping down the insides of my legs as he does, and you can hear the slopping sounds as he fucks me. Again, he doesn’t last long before he is flooding my insides with a second bucket of cum. Again, it takes him almost a minute to stop cumming and this time as he eases out of me a huge glob of cum drips down my leg. We go back inside and make out for almost an hour before he looks me in the eyes and just says “stay”. And I do. I stay the night and he fuck and fills me 3 more times throughout the night. I wake up to an empty space next to me to hear him at the door. Room service is being delivered. “Would you like me to bring it in and set it out for you sir?”. “Matt is saying “no thank you, my other half is still asleep, and it’s been a big night”. We eat breakfast and I remember he is catching up with his friends tonight, and I also don’t want to read too much into what is essentially a hook up. So, I try not to appear like I have read more into it. I say I probably should let him get on with his day and catch up with his mates later, and he looks at me inquisitively and says, “about that”. To be continued…

Full Moon Sorry in advance – it’s a long one lol. It was coming into the warmer months, and I was horny as hell (nothing unusual there) but it had been 3 weeks since I had stopped prep. Not intentionally. I had just been so busy with work that I hadn’t had time to get it renewed and was planning to next month. I was so busy with work it didn’t seem to matter. But then “the full moon” hit. Not a real full moon, but it is a term I use to describe those times when I go through a phase where I just must be bred. During these “full moons” I go nuts for cock and seed and all logic goes out the window. I am nothing flash to look at, but I am training with a PT now with a strict diet and program to tone up in 12 months. Average build, 5’6” tall, naturally smooth body. A little tummy that is on its way out. Clothing that hides a lot of various tattoos including a picture of a pig on one arse cheek and the word pig on the other. It was Friday and I went into the office in the city. Friday is always casual dress day in the office. We had someone visiting from the head office in Brisbane that I had never heard of or met previously, so I didn’t give it much thought. But that full moon was rising, and I was struggling to concentrate on work as my arse was twitching and I was wondering how I was going to make it through the weekend fulfilled but without my PreP. My desk faces away from the open plan office entrance and while on a conference call I can hear the commotion of everyone behind me greeting the visitor, Matt. I was getting quite annoyed at the noise as someone was trying to explain something to me on the conference call (yes on video too). I turned around to ask everyone to keep it down and was frozen like a deer in the headlights of a car. There stood Matt in the centre of the office with a few of the girls milling around him welcoming him. Yes, there he stood. A 6’ tall middle eastern man with a clearly defined physique. Tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination, and relatively tight white t-shirt and leather jacket. You could just see the small tuft of chest hair peaking out of the top of his shirt. Immaculately trimmed black beard (about a week’s growth). Piercing blue eyes and what looked like 2-3” of black hair tied up in a man bun. My eyes locked on him, and he noticed and smiled as the girls kept talking to him. “Colin? What’s happening? Is everything ok?” came through the head set as I was frozen looking away behind me. I snapped out of it after what felt like an eternity. “Sorry, someone was just asking for something”. I kept on with the call clearly distracted as I could not get the vision out of my head of the gorgeous man behind me. About 10 mins later the call had finished, and the office was quiet again. I turned around and Matt and some of the girls were gone. I assumed they decided to go grab coffees. Lucky bitches, I thought to myself. They all know I am gay and will have the utmost pleasure in torturing me over his presence. I kept working all-be-it distracted by the picture in my head when I hear them all return. I had a spare desk next to me this day, but there were spare desks all over the office, so thought no more about it. As I am reading a document a gorgeous hairy arm reaches past me with a coffee in its hand and places it on my desk. I can immediately smell his deodorant and the slightly musky smell of cigarette smoke on it as I feel a presence near my ear and his breath as Matt whispers “they told me what you like”. He then sits down next to me and makes himself comfortable at the desk next to me which is clearly going to be distracting on so many levels. He introduces himself and I do the same in an almost school yard man crush kind of way. He smiles as he notices my awkwardness. I say “Sorry I have another call in 5 mins” as he says he is in town for the entire weekend visiting some friends. As I get ready to dial into the next call he leans over and says one word “Lunch?”. I almost stutter as I say “sure”. Lunchtime comes around and the girls have all disappeared. I was assuming we would all spend lunch with him. He notices me looking around. He laughs and says, “nah mate, lunch, just you and me”. We go to lunch, and I am superiorly distracted and awkward. I find my eyes either lost in his as he talks in a deep lumberjack kind of voice, or on occasions it drifts to his obvious bulge in his jeans. He tells me he is visiting some mates he met online a few years ago and catches up with a few times a year but thought it would be easier to come down and work a day first. He is staying in an expensive hotel near work in the city and will not be catching up with them until tomorrow night. Me: So, you guys going out or getting dinner tomorrow? Matt: Hmm, well you could call it dinner. But I have nothing to do tonight. You free to show me some Melbourne highlights tonight? I am almost lost for words he wants to spend time with me. He is clearly out of my league. But I agree to be polite. He says come by his room at 7pm. He gives me the room number and says, “you show me some of Melbourne and I’ll show you more of me, oops, I mean tell you more about me”. He has the look of a devil in his eye with the correction. We go back to work, and I barely get anything done. I am constantly giving sideward glances at his crotch. A man in tight jeans is my weakness. He has said nothing about being gay and the subject never comes up, but I am sure he knows I am. The girls would have told him earlier lol. 6pm comes around and I am getting into a pair of fitting jeans and t-shirt. I clean out because I am getting hornier by the hour and thinking I may go out after some cock after catching up with Matt. I know spending time with him will drive me nutts anyhow. I knock on his hotel room door, and he opens the door in his same tight jeans and t-shirt, and I am somewhat mesmerized. “Come in” he says with a twinkle in his eyes. I walk in and hear the door close behind me. I turn around starting to ask what he would like to see when he pushes me to the wall just inside the door and plants one of the deepest kisses on me. His tongue is long and deep in my mouth before I can even catch a breath. I can taste the cigarette smoke on his breath, and it instantly gets me hard. His beard is scratching against my face, and I feel in heaven. He breaks the kiss and says one word softly in his deep voice “fuck Melbourne, I wanna see you”. And then his is back in kissing me like the world is going to end tomorrow. His bulge in his jeans is now grinding against my stomach because he is so much taller than me. He breaks the kiss and is just standing there holding me tight, his body pressed against mine and looks me in the eyes and says, “let’s stay in tonight. I have everything I want to see right here” and then picks me up like it is no effort and carries me to the bed where he gently lowers me on to the bed never letting our bodies separate. His full size and weight on me now and he is like the top version of me on heat. This goes on for a solid 10 minutes before he stops. He then lifts up kneeling over me with a very clear wet patch in his jeans and a very defined outline of an 8” cock that looks like it is going to rip a hole in his jeans all on their own. He takes his shirt off and above me is a gorgeous defined muscular middle eastern man, with a full upper chest of dark hair that tapers down to a gorgeous treasure trail (clearly trimmed) that leads down beyond his jeans. On the right side there is a part of a tattoo clearly poking out above his jeans line. I can’t help myself and I am slowly running my hands over his hairy chest and let my hands slowly move down to his treasure trail and then softly touch the top of the tattoo. He grabs my hand and moves it to his massive bulge and then wet spot that seems to be getting bigger. “That’s what you have done to me all day”. He then moves it back to the tip of the tattoo, and says, “that will be a decision you have to make soon”. I almost don’t hear the words as I am totally lost in his eyes and looking at his body. I just can’t believe he is into me this much. He leans back in and pulls my shirt off, so we are both topless and just in jeans. He gets up leaving me laying on my back on the bed and takes his shoes and socks off. I start to get up to do the same, but he says strongly “no! let me do that”. He takes my shoes and socks off for me and says, “let me just enjoy you before you need to make that decision”. His big body is on top of me for at least another 10-15 mins as he makes out with me and then again, he lifts himself up kneeling over me. The wet patch in his jeans has almost doubled in size. He clearly pre cums a lot. Looking at his own wet patch and running his hands over my smooth body, he then says, “as you can see, I may not be able to hold off much longer, so decision time”. He starts to undo his jeans button and fly and I am mesmerized. He slowly opens his fly and pulls the right half to the side to expose and small biohazard tattoo. He is not wearing any underwear, but his cock is still growing down the left leg of his jeans. All I can see is his neatly trimmed, yet still hairy, treasure trail ending just above the base of where his cock starts to disappear down his jeans leg. Nothing else said, just “your decision, and no meds”. FUCK! I haven’t been on PreP for 3 weeks now. But the decision is not a hard one for me. I continue to softly touch his tattoo as I look up at him. What a fucking gentleman. His is patiently waiting for me and clearly does not intend to force me to do anything. Looking up at him and I can see him waiting, I say “If it is going to happen, then so be it. Who better to be the man to knock me up”. I see the sexiest smile come across his face and a glint in his eyes of excitement and satisfaction of what he is about to do. He moves back off the bed to stand up and I shuffle to the end of the bed where I worship hiss tattoo some more as I slowly remove his jeans. His cock bounces out of the top of his jeans with force and a huge glob of precum flick over my face. He laughs and bends down and licks it all off and kisses me with it as he pulls my jeans off for me. He then stands over me with his cock bouncing in front of my face. Matt: Fair warning, I have hyperspermia. So, there is no question there will be enough for it to happen. Me: What are you waiting for? I start to slowly suck him off and I am almost drinking his precum. He pulls me off and says it’s been days and he won’t last long. He bends down and kisses me. Matt: The first one is gonna be fast, but don’t worry, I can go several rounds. He pushes me back down on the bed and then lifts me legs up over his shoulders. With his cock on softly pushing against my hole he leans in and start kissing me again. He is so passionate and gentle, yet manly. He stops with his wet cock at the entrance to my hole and looks me in the eyes. “Last chance, once in I never pull out”. I kiss him, “what are you waiting for?” He slides in gently and before long his balls are hitting my arse. I can see the joy in his eyes, and he slowly starts to fuck me, and his lips never leave mine as he does. The benefits of a tall guy fucking a short guy – perfect fit. He is fucking me so sensually for about a minute before he says, “fuck I can’t hold it.” He bottoms out in me and starts to grunt and growl and I can feel the cock pulsating as he starts to flood my insides. He keeps pushing his cock into me like he thinks he can get deeper than his balls. After about 30 seconds he is still going and looks me in the eyes and says “fuck, still going. Sometimes I think I cum more than I piss”. And I can feel his cum filling my arse. After about a minute he slowly starts pulling out. I say, “slowly man, I don’t wanna lose any of it” and I feel the head of his cock pop out of my hole. He then lays next to me on his side facing me and again I am taken back by his looks. His cock is slowly softening as he is slowly touching my body. His hand slowly rubs my belly, and he says, “they are my babies in there now”. We kiss and cuddle for about an hour before he starts to get hard again. His precum is matted in his hairy crotch and treasure trail hair. To be continued…

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Thanks guys - really appreciate it and also the nice comments. I really need to find a place I can literally surrender my arse to anyone that wants to breed it. I want to be walking home with cum dripping from my hole 🙂 I genuinely wanna put my head down and just take any and every load.

Just recently moved to Melbourne. Can anyone help with suggestion for best ABS or club that has glory holes or similar where a pig bottom like me can just take as many random anomymous cocks and loads up my arse through a hole in the wall. Considered places like Wet etc. but not the best looking guy so looking for a good place I can man a hole and literally just have my arse repeatedly fucked and filled by tops? Any suggestions?

Moved to Melbourne first week of January and been enjoying a steady supply of cock and cum. Last Monday: Had a guy from Squirt come over and fucked me for half an hour before flooding me with his seed giving me my first load for the night. Within 1 week of arriving I had made a regular FB and just before the first guy came over, he messaged and said to let him know as soon as the guy leaves. He wanted to come over and fuck my seeded hole. and to put my butt plug in till he got here. I did as instructed and he turned up within 15 mins of the first guy leaving and after some making out slowly removed the butt plug and started pounding my full hole. To start with it was as normal and as I loosened up again I could feel my arse getting wetter and hear the slopping start. This pushed him over the edge and he flooded my arse with his seed and slid the plug back in. About 30mins later on Grindr a cute South Asian guy messaged and wanted breed me. He was there in 15 mins and was inside me in no time. For him it was wet and sloppy and he shortly was exploding his seed in me. 3 loads within about 2hrs. Felt so good. Went to sleep with all the loads in me. New goal to beat my best of 7 loads in 2hrs 🙂 Looking promising. Such a welcoming horny city!

Just moved to Melbourne and looking for loads. Hosting in West Melbourne. No load refused.

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In Adelaide on 26 & 27/Oct staying in CBD hotel for work. Looking for evening loads in my hotel room.

I have been lucky enough to have a few bi married guys breed me. Love it when I know they have kids - knowing I am getting fertile seed drive me wild 🙂