Tanbbottom

I've never received a breeding I didn't enjoy ... and some came as he pushed in. Fuckin amazing. I have had tops take so long it became a burden. I began to wonder if I really wanted him to continue to orgasm. At times only my love of the load kept me hanging in. And if after all that he doesn't climax ... ugh! Pump and dump or quicker is my favorite, especially with stranger’s. And as mostly a bottom myself I will probably unload pretty darn fast. I apologize but most guys assure me it is not a problem. They, like me, are thankful for the breeding!💦💦💦💦💦

I have 8 guys I would consider fuck buddies. This doesn't mean we get a chance to fuck regularly or even often. The reasons for this very with each one. With some it's a distance issue, with others it's work schedules, with others complex relationship issues that limit our chances. But I consider myself pretty polyamourus and know that I love these guys. And I certainly love it when we can have sex and they get another chance to seed my ass.

Maybe it's time to check in here again. I'm not nearly as conflicted as I was with my last post on the topic of monogamy. In fact I'm committed to non-monogamy. It's been a slow transformation and growth into full acceptance ... but I'm there now. I love the concepts of 'ethical non-manogamy', polyamoury, sex positivity, casual sex, and bareback slutdum! Last spring I had a very liberating road trip with my French fuck buddy and was finally able to fully embrace my piggy promiscuous self. I've never felt better about myself and been more optimistic about the future. My current life doesn't give me as many opportunities to be as promiscuous as my fictional writing on this site .... but I'm quite content with that. I've had such great adventures and look forward to many more .... even at my almost 69 years of age. Suck, fuck and breed on guys. Life is fuckin fantastic!!!!!

I was so fucking tempted I cofess it happened a few times ... thank God

My asses kind of pump and dump 💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦

Very fuckin hot 🔥

As I read this homage to exceptional sex I remembered a different, yet equally as fulfilling experience I had at a sex party at Club 120 in Toronto. That it was a Sunday afternoon adds to the religious experience for me. My back was on a fuck bench and a handsome younger guys raw cock was pleasuring my hole. An audience started to form around us. A young cub in his early 20s arrived beside my head. We started kissing. The fellow fucking me asked if I minded if he switched to fuck the cub. I sorta did mind, but knew my much older body (in my 60's) had done well to get the attention it had. Besides I wanted to watch this gorgeous hunky cub get bbed and bred. As the top switched places and slid his raw cock lubed with my ass juices into the cub, the cub leaned over my naked and prone body. His hairy chest and belly felt amazing on mine, and gave me better than a birds eye view of the action. My right hand was free to explore the cubs parted ass lips, as well as the raw ass lubed boner pummeling it. The excitement and energy of the cub was transferred directly into my body, skin to skin. The audience and I encouraged the top and he soon pumped his load deep into the grateful cub lying prone across my body. I was incredibly happy I had agreed to this unique sexual sacrament. Had I read your story before this experience I hope I'd have had the presence of mind to invite a feltcher from the audience to suck the load out of the cub and lube my ass for as many breegings as this sexual frenzy inspired.

Beautifully written! An experience to add to my bucket list! The sacrament of a feltched load kinkily deposited and worked deep into my hungry hole .

Great start. I look forward to reading more with Gus' ass getting more action than tounge and fingers!

Great start ... crime drama ... engaging approach. I look forward to more.

I can only claim to be mildly tricked. Both encounters were in bathhouses and started with one or both of us sucking the other at the slurp ramp before deciding to move it to the room. I'm quite sure I made it clear with the first that I was bringing him to my room to fuck and breed me. He was a muscular bad boy type. (My weakness. ) He fucked me bb quite long and vigorously. Then he quickly climbed on me and impaled his ass on my 8 inches. It was not long until I filled him with cum and without even saying thank you he fled. I flet quite used. The second was a gorgeous muscular man of colour. I had seen him all evening and assumed I was too old for him. He saw me getting sucked and waited for an opening to take his turn. It was a rare occasion where I could hold off cumming. After quite a while he invited me to his room. 'Home run' I felt great. We didn't talk about rolls,just enthusiastically lit into each other's bodies. 69, mutual rimming, the works. I was on my back and he was eating out my hole, I was ready for him to move between my legs and raw fuck me. (We hadn't discussed safety, but our energy screamed total abandon and risk.) Then he surprised me by climbing on board. We had enough connection that mostly I was thinking what a treat to raw fuck such a beautiful man. My cock felt great in him and I was very content to fill him with my seed. A bit disappointed to not get flip fucked, but mostly happy. He didn't rush me off, in fact wondered if we might be able to hookup again sometime. I guess I have, or exude sub energy, in fact I love to be dominated, fucked and bred. These experiences teach me to be more assertive about what I want. I'm happy to breed the other, but if so I want the favor reciprocated.

'Just over the worst flu', 'change your life ' mixed with 20 years of closet even to himself ... this bottom is 'in for it ' .... just how naïve will he be? I can't wait for the next installment.

Sounds like consent to me. Maybe not at the start. But the protagonist speaks of a number of opportunities to pull away and chose not to. And the story ends with clear consent, even consentual initiation of Will doing what he said he would do ... infect his 'wife '.

I'm such a sucker for a romantic ending!☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️

Very fuckin hot 🔥 🥵 Visiting the Greek Islands has been on my bucket list for a long time. After this story my ass has a Greek agenda of it's own!💦💦💦💦💦💦 And if it's ☣️ who am I to complain!

All you guys have filthy horny minds with your proposed additions to this story! I absofuckinlutely love those minds!

I am always disappointed when this happens ... and it happens too often for my liking.

Wow ... Lucky you 🍑💦💦💦💦💦

Great start ...

Nice start ... can't wait to hear about their first night in the same bed. I'm just assuming they sleep naked and fuck naked as well ...

You're too far away ... otherwise I'd be happy to help you with the problem we both share!

Same here ... for me it couldn't be further from humiliating ... for me it is hugely empowering .... fuck buddy or totally anonymous paint my guts with your seed!

I have come across this film many times. It's hard to believe but this is the first time I watched from beginning to end with sound. I love it even more than before. It's poetic story flow speaks so deeply to my experience and bb slut soul.

As an older silver daddy myself I'm delighted to hear this. And I feel the same way.

Louis was on the next flight from Mexico. He didn’t give me any warning, he just arrived at hubby and my door. In hindsight my greeting could have been warmer. I was just so shocked. “What the fuck!” I blurted as I opened the door. “Exactly! I need you to fuck and breed me right now.” Louis “But you know you are resistant. All these years, all the toxic loads you’ve hosted. Why have you wasted your time and money?” I complained. “Aren’t you at least happy to see me hon?” Louis smirked. Beyond the shock of course I was happy to see him. Hubby decided to make himself scarce and headed north to spend a few days with his younger brother. Louis and I had the house to ourselves. We love being naked so stripped off as I started to cook a simple dinner. Louis fucked me as I stirred the spaghetti sauce. When he came in my ass he felched his load out and snowballed it to me for our appetizer. For guys in such a hurry to get into the main course of sex we lingered over our meal and downed two full bottles of red wine. This we followed with a lovely brandy aperitif. We weren’t drunk, but we were very close and extremely relaxed. We didn’t make it as far as the bedroom. Louis swept the table clear and lay on it demanding I raw fuck him then and there. He had come all that way, how could I deny him. I first ate out his hole and then used butter to lube it and my hard cock. When I looked from his grinning face to my mushroom cock head breaching his prone hole I almost lost my load. I didn’t want to infect him, but the knowledge my tool would not be shooting blanks and the shameful memory of how great it felt to infect Trevor was front and centre of my brain. He was well lubricated and extremely keen so my shaft slipped into him with great ease. We had always had great sexual connection, but when I was balls deep into him this was like an aphrodisiac super glue binding our souls. We were swimming deep in each other’s loving gaze. “Fuck yeah lover! Fill me with your toxic essence. Fuck me silly.” I began with slow and sweet strokes. Relishing the sight of my naked cock sinking deep into his hole. An inner ache growing at the same time. How I wished I could give him what he so longed for. How far I had come from being horrified at the thought of infecting him. “Oh yeah. I love your toxic raw cock making love to me. Skin on skin, feels like silk rubbing silk. Make love to me all night if you want.” I couldn’t stop myself. My pace automatically picked up. And with increased pistonning came more power driving deeper and deeper. He loved it; “Yeah, fuckin fuck me! Pound me silly! Weld our bodies together!” The table slid across the floor and bashed into the dinning room hutch. The doors bumped open and dishes started falling out crashing and smashing all around us. “Fuckin A man. You’re an animal! Don’t stop! Smash my body like these dishes … I never want to be the same again.” Louis panted and pleaded. “I’m so fuckin close Louis, I’m so close!” “Yeah, breed me Phil. Paint my guts with your toxic spew. I’ve needed this for so fuckin long. Fill me up!” I thought I’d had my maximum orgasm with Trevor. Compared to this one it was a mild tremor. This was a major 8 point Rictor scale earthquake! And the aftershocks just kept rolling and rolling. Louis' ass orgasmed milking my balls for every ounce of poison they could spew. He had always been profusive with his gratitude, this time he was over the moon. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Phil! I can feel it in my bones already. I knew all along you were the only man to infect me. Thank you, a million times over, thank you.” As happy as his over the top gratitude was, I couldn’t help but fear the disappointment he was setting himself up for. He was so convinced that he didn’t even want me to breed him again the next morning before he jumped on a plane to return home. We talked twice a day, some days three or four times. He tried to hide his disappointment at not waking sick but each day I could hear a deep disappointment subtly creep into his tone. Three weeks in I picked up and he sounded sicker than a dog. “Your little sperm did it. I knew you’d break through my resistance.” he managed to wheeze out. “Well technically it wasn’t my sperm but my toxic fluids. Are you sure? Your resistant. Maybe you’ve just been fucking around so much you caught a flu bug, a regular flu.” “Hon, this is the fuck flu! I can tell. It feels like a nuclear war's going off deep in my body. And I haven’t been fucking around with anybody for months. I had a few STD’s and it took forever to get them cleared up. You are the only guy that has fucked me in three months. I’m telling you, I’m pregnant with your bug baby. Our love child has taken root in my body and blood stream.” “Ok, Louis. Don’t wear yourself out. Let’s wait until you have a chance to get tested.” He was adamant he didn’t need a test to prove he was now HIV positive. He got tested three weeks later and he was 100% correct. He repeated the test three times and got the same result, except for higher and higher infection counts. Despite all my earlier resistance to the idea of infecting Louis, I now knew it was exactly the right thing to do. Our bond was now cemented for the rest of our lives and beyond.