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So Absofuckinlutely HOT 🔥 🥵 😍 Do we know that Sam is neg and not on PreP? Josh may have an 'out', or carefully establishing the above about Sam he may confront Sam as 'chasing '. So many possibilities ... By my judgment Josh will take every opportunity to stealth poz his little brother now he's been assisted to plant the first toxic load deep in his kin's guts. Great writing. Thanks. Can't wait to see where this develops!

I'm a very hairy guy. I love any and all cocks blasting inside of my hairy hole!

When I'm horny I'm a complete exhibitionist! I wish I had pics of all the raw cocks from over the years in my ass. I especially love videos of my ass getting fucked and bred. One time I was being raw fucked in the backroom of a bar. It was quite crowded. I hadn't noticed an oriental guy with his phone out, he was either taking pics or videotaping the action in my ass. Some guy barked at him, "put that away, you can't do that here. " I wouldn't have noticed otherwise. It was such a turn on to have been taken advantage of. I was disappointed when the phone was put away. I would love to have a video of me taking load after load while I'm bound in a sling !

Can any of you recommend a gay bread and breakfast on or nearby The Heaths in London?

I didn’t bring a condom. (Chapter 7) Two years would pass before I would see Dan again. He quit coming to the gay bar I frequented, In the meantime, I chose to train as a message therapist. I didn’t take the more conventional course that emphasizes a strict ethical sexual distance from clients. I found a trainer that mentored erotic message. He was bi and expected his class to join him completely naked for all his training sessions. The six in my class just happened to be all male. It was hands on learning, and he started by demonstrating on each of us. Permission asking and consent were foundational teachings. This included whether the person receiving the message wanted a ‘happy ending’ or not. The first two students chose ‘not’, and their wishes were honoured. The Third chose a hand job happy ended. Our instructor was highly skilled. The fourth chose an oral happy ending with the instructor swallowing his load. The fifth chose a 69 mutual ending. There wasn’t a soft cock in the room. The instructor was very good at reading people and had purposely left me until last. He began by establishing that I indeed wanted a happy ending. He next simply asked if I wanted to impose any limits. The class looked baffled, but I knew exactly what he was getting at and assured him “No Limits.” For the next 45 minutes I relaxed to the best full body message I had ever experienced. It was time then to introduce the class to messaging the ass hole. Detailed instructions and explanations were offered. Every question was answered with great care. Meanwhile my hole was worked over and opened with astounding skill. The class gasped when the message was continued with the instructor’s scratchy face against my hole which included an internal tongue message. Every time he pulled off to talk to the class my ass felt bereft. It was finally time for a liberal dose of lubricant. Until this moment I had been able to stay out of my head, but I now wondered if the instructor had fully understood my “no limits”. I didn’t have to wonder for long. He jumped up on the table, lifted my legs to his shoulders and pushed his raw cock into my hole. He had opened me well so was able to slide right into the hilt. His 8 inch raw cock felt amazing. As he started to fuck with vigor one of my classmates wondered about the lack of condom. As my pounding continued the student was thanked for his question, everyone was encouraged to honour their own boundaries and safety and risk management choices. If they could accommodate their clients wishes, then good. If not, that was OK as well consent being the key theme. As for me he knew I had given permission for bareback sex. He ramped up every time I coaxed him on with “Harder Deeper’. Up until it was clear to everyone that he was climaxing deep in my ass. When he regained his breath and composure he tested the class. “If consent is so important, why didn’t I ask where he wanted me to cum?” I answered for everyone, “Because I had already given consent with “No Limits”. It was now time for the class to practice on each other. Over the next number of weeks we would all have a chance to ‘message’ each other and practice our skills of permission seeking and consent setting. The first student to practice on me got to the point he was ready to slip his raw cock into my gapping hole. I wasn’t going to say anything, but the instructor’s voice called out in true Socratic teaching style. “Stop! Who knows why I’m stopping this?” Another voice spoke out. “Because the masseuse didn’t establish consent for bareback sex.” “Correct!” My masseuse complained, “But he gave you consent sir.” “He did. But you can’t assume he’d give it to you. You must ask and establish consent and limits every time.” I gave consent and was rewarded with a big load. Noone made that mistake again and over the next few weeks every student had joined our teacher by pumping their load into my very happy ass. I was the only student that asked for and received the instructor’s load. A couple of the other guys asked to breed the instructor, he took their cocks wrapped, I was the only student he allowed to breed his amazing bubble butt. At the end of our last class the instructor gave me a card. Everyone else had left and he waited for me to open it. The picture on the card was a closeup of a hairy cum dripping ass hole and the tip of the erection that had delivered the load. Inside the card was a picture of the instructor with 5 other sexy guys, all in speedo swimsuits. The only words in the card, ‘We all want consent, NO LIMITS’. When I nodded my head, I was given a note with directions and the time I was expected Saturday night. I arrived at the upscale suburban home and was greeted by the instructor in his speedo. He pulled me in, closed the door and planted a passionate kiss on my lips as his hand found my crotch. “Did you bring a speedo?” he asked. “I don’t own one.” My response. “Good, ‘cause none of the guys waiting for you in the pool have one either.” We were both naked before leaving the front hall. We dove in the pool, and I was quickly introduced to this bevy of handsome guys. No time was wasted. A cock was already up my ass, only pool water for lubricant. This guy was ready for a quick pump and dump and was spraying my guts within three minutes. Within the next two hours my ass hosted all their raw cocks. I was laid out on the diving board, a chase lounge, one guys even sandwich fucked me when I was balls deep in the instructor. With a dozen loads pumped into my willing ass the five left and my instructor and I fell exhausted into his bed. He took me out for breakfast and handed me an envelope. It had $1000 in crisp new $100 bills. My jaw hit the table. “What the fuck?” I blurted. “For your services last night. The guys loved you.” “I’m not a prostitute.” I argued. “You are now! And a damn good one. I usually train guys to perform erotic massage. It was clear from the moment I saw your application that you were training to be a bb gay escort. You’ve graduated with flying colours. I suggest you use your first income to hire a really good photographer for your promo materials. "

I love both ... and prefer cum painting my guts ... no load refused!

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 6) Now you know my background and promiscuous sluttiness we can get back to Dan. I really wasn’t fazed by his rejection and took a few minutes to leave my ass cooling in the breeze. I was startled by a deep voice. “You can’t do that. You need to pull up your pants.” You know how I don’t like taking directions so stood and turned with my shorts around my ankles and my semi hardon on full display. Three feet in front of me stood a tall handsome cop in full uniform. “I’m going to have to write a ticket for indecent exposure son.” He pulled out his pad and scribbled some notes. I bent to pull up my shorts but before I had them up his voice commanded. “Don’t do that. Read this ticket first.” It read “Caught bare assed behind dumpster. Offence # _____. Officer Ron to proceed directly to punishment. Phone #___-___-____ for parole and follow-up.” “Now get out of those shorts and return to the position I found you in. That’s an order!” I was turned and bent in no time. He was softly talking into my ear and sending shivers down my spine. “I didn’t bring a condom, but you strike me as the kind of slut that doesn’t use them anyway.” And his massive raw cock drove into me like a pile driver. He didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath, he just pounded away. Again, I heard him in my ear, “I don’t have time to drag out your punishment son. We’re both going to have to settle for a pump and dump.” He was breeding me as he said the last three words. “You have my name and number, when you come for your parole, we’ll take longer.” And he was gone. This had me so fuckin turned on and horny that I went to the cruising woods, staying until sunrise and collecting six more loads in my ass. Over the next 3 weeks I watched for him but didn’t see Dan at the bar. He finally appeared in his corner as I was getting fucked on the dance floor by a leather muscle stud. Dan and I held eye contact right up until my eyes rolled into the back of my head when the leather stud pushed in deep, held my hips and bred me with a groan anyone could hear over the music. When I looked to find Dan, he was gone. Another month went by before he was solitary in his corner of the bar once again. I wasn’t taking any chances of him leaving. I bought two beer and made my way to him. “What the fuck do you want?” he was angry. “Just to make a peace offering.” I handed him a pint. “Thanks, I guess.” He sneered these words. “Can we talk?” I enquired. “Ok. I have a question for you.” His tone wasn’t really softening. “Sure, anything.” I replied. “Did that guy fucking you on the dance floor breed you?” “Oh yeah, he sure did!” I was proud. “How did you know him? Before he barebacked you on the dance floor.” “I still don’t know him. He just danced up to me for a bit. After a snog he told me he wanted to fuck me. So, I just turned and dropped my jeans. He hoarked up some phlegm for lube and we were off to the races. It was funckin hot.” “I can’t believe you!” He yelled as he threw his beer in my face and ran off. I just peeled off my soaked shirt and went back to the dance floor. It would be six months before he returned again. I decided to leave him in his own small corner and give him a chance to come to me if he wanted. I hoped he wanted, he was in my mind the hottest man on the planet. A middle-aged bear started flirting with me. After our second beer I excused myself for a pee. The bear followed me. We peed together in the trough urinal eyeing each others hardening cocks and the melting ice. That is until the bear took me by the cock and led me into a stall. The door was broken off this particular toilet stall. I’m sure that’s why he chose it. I was quickly turned, bent over, and the bear’s hairy chops were munchin my manhole. He filled me with lots of spit and without a word slid his hairy cock into my eager hole. He was very thick so although only about 5 inches in length it filled me up. And he was gifted at the topping craft. Ten minutes in he turned me so I could suck on one of the cocks in the small crowd watching us. His raw cock never left my ass. I sucked with vigor and swallow three loads before I saw Dan through the dwindling audience. He held my eyes with his cold glassy stare. I didn’t relent and look away. About then the bear unloaded bellowing, “Breeding your ass slut.” Seven juicy blasts painted my guts. When he pulled out, he asked who’s next. A dad bod with a substantial paunch squeezed in behind me and didn’t last long. Dan held my gaze the entire time. When dad bod left there was just Dan and I in the bathroom. We continued to hold each other’s gaze. I was hoping he would come and take his turn. He didn’t, just stormed out.

I so know this feeling and thrive on fulfilling it.

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 5) That night I invited three Belami quality twinks home when the bar was closing. Somehow, we just congregated and dance as a foursome for hours. We bought each other drinks and got very flirty. I was hoping one or more of them would do me on the dance floor, but it didn’t go that far. They all lived with other people so we couldn’t go back to their places. I thought about my parent’s anger with my breakfast revelation and stubbornly decided to let them know they couldn’t change my mind. My folks were asleep, as I suspected they would be so ushered the three directly to my bedroom. All our clothes were scattered around the room in a minute. I had felt one guys cock through his jeans on the dance floor so wasn’t surprised at its length and girth. The fact that all three had similar tools was a delightful surprise. I was on my knees, ass in the air, moving from one cock to the other. They each made me gag, but this just gave me more phlegm to lube my ass. The blond read most of my signals quickly and was eating out my ass. “Can I fuck you?” he asked. “Absofuckinlutly” was my eager reply. “Did any of you bring condoms?” He asked everyone. The others may have been lying like me when I didn’t let on about the box in my bedside table. “Fuck, I really wanted to claim this beautiful hole.” I let on like it was an inconvenience. “Damn …. Just tease my hole with your head then.” It felt wonderful. “This feels great. Can I just put the tip in bare?” he wondered. “I don’t know.” I faked “Please?” he almost begged. “OK then, just the tip though.” He breached my outer ring. The pain was great, but I knew I wanted to endure it for what I hoped would follow. Besides it’s a great exciting pain to be breached. I moaned. He gasped. “Fuck this feels so fucking good man. Can I put another inch in? please?” I looked to the other two’s faces. They were in awe. I didn’t want to disappoint. “OK, another inch.” In he slid and the pain immediately transformed to a beautiful warm feeling of fullness. He didn’t stop until all 11 bare inches were deep in my gut. He picked up speed and knocked the air out of me when hit bottom. When I regained my breath, the words exploded for anyone in the house to hear; “Fuck me! Fuck me now!” He didn’t need anymore encouragement pounding me for two minutes before he asked where I wanted his load. “Breed me man, breed me … don’t pull out!” My dad was up for a pee and I saw him pass my open door at that moment. Dad couldn’t help but watch and listen as my top roared as he filled my gut. Dad didn’t leave when top one switched out for top two. This one lamented loudly that he was filling me with cum as he slid in. The third top quickly took two’s place, and I was getting another pounding when I saw dad head on to the bathroom. As he passed on his way back to their bedroom the third guy let loose and he was no less verbal or quiet than the other two. Dad discretely disappeared and, number one top fucked my dripping ass one more time as the other two sucked me off. As I blasted down one’s throat I knew I was getting another deposit in my gut. I thanked the three and ushered them out the front door. I slept like a baby. At breakfast mom asked if I’d had fun last night. I thought by her calm that she had slept through my gang bang. Dad was equally as calm, which surprised me. “Yeah, we’re glad you are comfortable enough with your sexuality to bring guys home.” He said and then went on, still calm, “How many of them bred you son?” “All three, one twice. It was so fuckin hot.” “Well, your mom and I aren’t happy you chose to play bareback, don’t mistake what I’m about to say as approval. But we want you to stay healthy if that’s possible.” “What are you getting at dad?” “I called around through the industry. Porn performers are vey concerned, especially as porn stables are feeling the pressure to move back to condomless sex. There’s a drug experiment going on, they hope they’ve found a pill to protect people from HIV who engage in high-risk sex. I pulled some strings and got you into the trail. It’s new and these are the first human trials if you choose to take this offer. And there is a 25% chance you’ll only get a placebo which due to confidentially you may never know. It’s a risk. But since you are taking such risks and we can see you're not about to change your mind …. we …. Set this up.” “Awesome!, where do I sign up?”

Yes, yes, yes, keep it cumming! So fuckin hot 🔥

I love outdoor sex! Especially when I get bred! Best with pump and dump!

I only watch condom porn if I know the rubber is coming off and followed by bb, especially when breeding happens! Otherwise NO FRIGGING WAY!

Mmmmmm .... this is interesting .... how many will Mason lead down the opposite path than the purpose of the group?

Holy shit ... so fuckin hot 🔥 Don't make me wait More How many more strangers loads is Jake willing to take before he's ready for Sir's monster? I wish the monster cocks that froze me and walked away when I cried in pain had been patient to train my hole, to open me up. I wanted them breeding me so fuckin badly! Never say never, someday I hope.