Sfmike64

Another example of "you can always do more, but you CANNOT DO LESS." Remember this, kids. Like my friend who took a weed edible with 6 or 7 of us on Pink Saturday in the Castro (back when that was a thing, the night before Pride every year, a big street party). It wasn't hitting him so he ate ANOTHER brownie. And then 45 minutes later after the rest of us went home, he was in a crowded bar in SOMA and it slammed into his brain full force. He was SUPER DUPER stoned. Swore off edibles for a long time (this was before legalization so you were never quite sure how much was in there). Another time I made pot brownies and took them to Burning Man. I'd cooked the oil with the weed for two days. I knew it was going to be pretty strong, but not sure quite HOW strong. I told everyone..."take a bit and see how it affects you. I don't know how strong they are." One guy did not listen. We found him an hour later curled up under our truck in the fetal position, high off his ass. He was fine the next day (and came by to thank us for taking care of him). Too bad, he was cute, and I would've fucked him. But not in that condition!

So HOT. Front or back hole?

I don't. But not because I don't like it. Because it tends to give me diarrhea. SO not cute at a sex party. So I usually let people piss in my mouth but don't swallow it to avoid...unpleasantness. 😝

When we were in Italy a few years ago we went to a bar in Milan (where we watched Eurovision!) and you had to buy a membership to get in. It was odd. I seem to recall it was 3-4 euros.

I didn't say anything about nurses. I said you're a fucking whore. But it's not like that's a BAD thing. What kind of monster do you think I am?

Is there anywhere you haven't been a whore?

Knife goes in! Guts come out! That's what Osaka Fish Concern is all about!

OINK OINK OINK. Most of the time guys look at me and want Daddy to fuck them. But sometimes Daddy needs to get knocked up like a whore.

Since I'm older now and guys always want Daddy to fuck them, for me, the fantasy is being gang banged by a bunch of hot jock boys. A baseball or hockey team would work. One of them would be my son and he loves whoring out his Dad to his teammates.

Another challenge. Damn. You keep throwing down the gauntlet.

I went to Club Church once about 10 years ago and had a blast. Not as a cumdump, but....

Yes, I've ordered cialis from India. But if you do this, it can be a crapshoot.

Sign me up for that.

Yeah, seriously guys....DO NOT DO THIS. It's incredibly dangerous. You could give yourself alcohol poisoning easily. It's not worth the risk.

If I've said this before, forgive me. When I first got together with my ex (around 1988) he asked me how many guys I had had sex with. I had no idea. I discovered adult bookstores at 16. Joe knew exactly how many guys he'd slept with. Conversely, I knew exactly how many times I'd been to confession (around 4 if I recall correctly). He had no idea. I soon helped him get more slutty. Neither one of us ever went to confession again. 🙂

Husband sends his wife out to turn tricks to pay the rent. She comes back with $20 in quarters (that would be 25 cents). Him "what the hell? Who paid you in quarters?" Her: "All of them!"

Sucking off my boy J a few years ago before I fucked him.

This is such a fucking hot story, especially since it's true. Hope he enjoys his gang rapings.

Don't worry, more is coming. It's Southern Decadence this weekend (and I started a new job) but I'll try to get another installment out this week.

WHORE.

I'll go halvsies with fisting that amazing cunt. One hand each!

Check out this guy's Twitter feed. He's sexy as fuck and clearly very flexible. [think before following links] https://x.com/hole_next_door [think before following links] https://x.com/hole_next_door/status/1824941876677603373

Don't worry. Everyone's taking loads here. 🙂

This of course was my point. Do people have compulsive sex? Absolutely. Does it interfere with their life? Absolutely. Is it a physical addiction like Crystal or heroin or even cigarettes. No it’s not. co-opting the language of addiction seems a little bit problematic to me. But, if it helps, you get control over the compulsions in your life then I suppose it doesn’t really matter.

4. Jumping over the edge Once Adam came up for air, he looked me in the eyes and grinned at me. “Fuck Dad, you are so hot. I can’t believe that I met you here. How much of me in the sling did you see?” “I saw that thick hairy jock boy fuck your pussy and then some hot daddy dumped a load in you, too.” Adam laughed and said “Oh yeah, the jock boy is Ben. He’s sort of my boyfriend. We like coming here together cause we can both be pigs. He loves watching me get railed in the sling.” I gave him a little pouty look and said “What? You weren’t going to introduce your hot boyfriend to your hot Dad?” He laughed and said “It’s a brand new thing, Dad. That’s why I said 'sort of boyfriend.’ We’ve only been seeing each other for a couple months. I didn’t wanna jinx it.” I tousled his curly hair and laughed. “It’s fine, son. I just want you to be happy. Well that and I wanna watch you take those 20 loads you were talking about when you were in the sling. I think I know how I can help you with that.” “Oh? What do you mean, Dad?” I went to the locker in the room and pulled out my stash. I had some more loaded points that I’d made earlier in the evening. I took one out and held it up. “Do you know what this is?” “Dad! You are a naughty, naughty man. Yeah, I know what it is but I’ve never done it before. Ben has and told me he wanted me to try it sometime too, but the timing hasn’t been right when I’d have some recovery time, what with school and everything.” “Well, it’s summer vacation, now isn't it, son? And who better to give you your first slam than your dear old Dad?” I grinned at him and he started at the orange capped syringe in my hand. “You wanna do it now, Dad? Really?” “Well that depends, boy. You gonna let Daddy inside that pretty cunt of yours and feel all those loads from strangers lubing my cock up? Huh?” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my mouth to his. I kissed him hard on the mouth. He pulled away and quietly said “fuck yeah, old man. You wanna put the cock that made me in my boy cunt? Is that what you want? It’s all loose and sloppy and full of cum from complete strangers. Is that what you want? You WANT your son to be a dirty faggot cumdump taking loads in a sleazy bathhouse?” He grinned. I moaned and said “Fuck yes, son. That sloppy cunt is MINE. I’m gonna breed it and slide my cock in where every man has gone before.” We both laughed and I pulled out the alcohol wipes and strap so I could slam Adam up for the first time. I told him what to expect. That it would feel like too much, and then he might cough. I knew he was going to cough. He just nodded and said “you’re my Dad. I trust you. Corrupt me with drugs and cock and I’ll be one happy little faggot.” We both grinned again and then I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find Justin standing there with Ben. “Look who I found,” Justin said. Ben was tall and handsome with a thickly built athletic body like he played hockey or rugby (I later found out it was both). He was standing there in a jockstrap with a backwards ball cap on and his towel slung over his shoulder. I waved them in and Justin shut the door. “I thought you might be getting the boy ready for those 20 loads he was fantasizing about in the sling. This hot pig says he’s your son’s boyfriend. He’s also a great cocksucker.” Ben just blushed and then noticed the syringe in my hand. “Sir..…Are you gonna….?” It seemed silly to shake Ben’s hand, so I said “yes, I am. You want one too? I’m Mike. Adam’s Dad. But you probably knew that already.” Then I set the syringe down on the bed, stood up, grabbed Ben behind his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Justin and Adam both said “FUUUUUUUUCK.” We kissed for a long time, then I whispered in his ear “I’m jealous that you got to teach my son how to be a whore.” “Don’t worry, sir. He taught me more than I taught him. He’s the instigator whenever we get nasty.” I pulled away from him and grinned again. “Must be genetic. Sit down on the bed. I’ve got enough for everyone. Justin, you want a slam too?” “Fuck yeah, Mike. I’m weird, it makes my cock harder, not softer. I can fuck for hours when I’m slammed up and spun.” I pulled out four points and we were ready for a long night. I handed them to Justin and Ben, who seemed to know how to slam themselves. I always had extra bands and alcohol pads. Justin and Ben quickly slammed themselves and Ben immediately dropped to his knees and took Justin’s fat uncut tool in his mouth, slobbering all over it, digging deep under Justin’s foreskin. I turned back to Adam and said “you ready to blast off, son?” Adam was in a trance and just nodded. “Tell me what you want, boy. Use your words.” “Please Dad? I’ve wanted to touch your cock and feel it inside me ever since I knew what cocks were for and how much I needed them. The slam is just the icing on the cake. Do it. I wanna know what Ben is feeling. Look at him suck that cock! FUCK that’s hot!!” Ben came up for air, moaned and reached over to bury his mouth in Adam’s crotch. I told him to shove his tongue all the way inside with Adam’s cock in his mouth and stop. Then I quickly wrapped the strap around Adam’s arm, and told him to pump his fist. A nice plump vein popped up right away. “Bullseye,” I said. I quickly slid the needle in his arm, slowly pushed the plunger down and pulled the needle out, covering the tiny wound with another alcohol pad. “You ready son? Justin, when I give the signal, undo the strap on his arm, OK?” Justin could see where this was going. I felt like I was directing a dance, and my son was the star. Then I grabbed Adam behind his head and kissed him as hard as I could while pushing Ben hard to eat Justin’s cunt. I gave Justin the signal and he unsnapped the strap while my tongue was deep in Adam’s mouth. I could feel him start to cough so I backed off a little to give him air, also letting Ben breathe with his mouth full of trans boy cunt and the loads that had already been deposited in my son’s pussy. Ben continued to eat Adam’s pussy while Adam coughed hard. Maybe I should’ve adjusted the amount for his smaller body, but I could never have guessed I’d be slamming my own son at the baths. I pulled Ben’s mouth up off Adam’s crotch and he was breathing heavily, his trim beard covered in the cum of random men who had used my son as their cumdump whore tonight. I pushed him up toward Adam’s face to let them make out while I entered Adam’s pussy. I pulled myself up so my face was level with theirs and slid my huge Daddy cock inside my son’s front hole. Ben moaned while he shared the loads he’d just sucked out of Adam’s hole. Adam pulled away and looked me right in the eye. “Fuck me Daddy. Use my filthy cunt as hard as you want. And when you’re done, I want you to fuck me again.” I focused on how my fat uncut daddy cock feel inside my son’s front hole and it felt amazing. He was so sloppy with a combination of juices and the cum all those men shot inside his hole. Just then, Justin reached over and grabbed Ben, pulling him over to suck his cock. Ben slobbered over Justin’s cock for a minute and then looked up and said “please, sir? Will you breed my cunt, too?”