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I use a ball stretcher or even a small rubberized / silicone cock ring on my scrotum that I put above my balls. Advantage of the silicon ring is easy access for ball play - tugging (feels great when you get close to cumming) or slapping (if you're into that). For the ball stretcher I use a rubberized one. Tried a metal one once but it clangs against the metal cockring when you're going faster.

No, it was pretty dead 😔 but one is always better than none!

So hot! Can't wait for the next installment!

I finally had a chance to hit a popular cruising area when the weather was finally warm enough for outdoor play. I slipped on a pair of 1-inch nylon unlined running shorts and a mesh tank top with "Slut" written across the chest. I wandered the forest trail and noticed I had a follower about 20 yards behind. Weaving through the trees I entered the clearing, a little used hay field that had an old rusting truck in front of an abandoned harrow. I leaned on the truck, letting the sun warm my body. I heard his footsteps and opened my eyes as he lit a cigarette. "Is it true?", he asked, pointing at the words in my chest. "I like to think so", I replied. "You know if you advertise you have to back it up", he said, "I don't think I've ever met a self-proclaimed slut before". I opened a bottle of poppers, Double Scorpion Emerald, and took a hit in each nostril. I moaned and grabbed my cock, half hard and clearly outlined by the thin shorts. "Is that poppers?", he asked. "Yes" I said, letting the aroma do it's work to my brain. "Can I try?", he asked, "I haven't had any in years". "They're not as good as back in the day", I said, "but there's still a feeling". He took a long inhale. "Is that... mint?", he asked. "And eucalyptus", I replied, "according to online". He moaned and took a final drag on his cigarette before crushing it out against the truck's front fender. His hand unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly, pulling out a six inch cock. "Get on your knees and suck me... slut", he ordered. I happily complied, took a long hit of poppers in each nostril, and went to work on his manhood. Lightly kissing the head, flicking the frenulum with my tongue, before licking my way down the shaft. His cock responded to my worship and when I thought it hard I slipped his glans in my mouth, sucking gently, before impaling my head on him. I grabbed the base of his cock as my mouth rode his member, he grunted a few times. "Hey, no hands, slut!", he demanded. I let go of his shaft and used my mouth as a wet hole for his manhood. My idle hands slipped down to my nipples and started roughly abusing them. After a while, after he had rammed his hard cock into my throat a few times, making a few gags escape me and my eyes water, my out-of-practice jaw started to ache. "Get up.", he demanded. I stood up, he roughly spun my body around, and pushed between my shoulders to press my torso against the truck, my head narrowly missing the open hood. I looked down into the empty engine compartment. "Drop those shots and spread your cheeks", he ordered. I complied and heard him spit into his hand, which he jacked over his cock then spread the excess against my hole, forcing one finger, then two inside. He pulled his fingers out then I felt his glans press against my hole. I instinctively uncapped my poppers and took a two deep inhales in each nostril. I heard him chuckle as he pressed his raw cock against my hole. Relaxed by the poppers it easily surrendered, allowing entry to his raw manhood. His first thrust was relentless, driving until he was balls deep. He grunted in satisfaction and pulled back, leaving only on the cockhead inside before he thrust deep again. I grunted from the force than pushed my hips into the sun-warmed metal of the truck. Encouraged, each successive thrust was harder and more forceful, driving deep into me and compelling my body to submit. I took regular huffs of poppers as he grunted and fucked me. My fingers teased my nipples. My half-hard cock was leaking a stream of pre-cum. I lost track of time, but eventually his thrusts started to become erratic and his grunting louder and more forced. I felt his fingers dig hard into my hips immediately before his cock slammed balls deep into me a final time and he gave a final grunt, emptying his load into me. He panted deeply a few times before pulling his cock from my gaping and used hole. Instinctively I turned around, dropped to my knees and pulled his cock into my mouth, tasting his cum and my ass. After a few licks he pulled his softened cock out, tucked it into his pants, and walked off without a word.

I was a fuckboy to an older married guy (actually he was the mayor of the town). We always played safe and never discussed bb fucking. During one session he hopped on a few hook- up sites looking for a third to spitroast me. After the third showed up, the mayor had me on all fours on his hardwood floor sucking this random guy while he worked my hole with his fingers and eventually his cock. After a while, random guy grabbed my head, yelled he was cumming, impaled my throat deep, and shot his load. My gagging and struggling was enough to set off the mayor who grabbed my hips and drove balls deep into me. Laying used on the floor afterwards I felt something leaking from my hole. The mayor said "yeah it was time I bred you", scooped his load off the floor and out of my hole and shoved his cum-dripping fingers into my mouth for me to clean.

Back when I was in my mid-20s, I had played a few times with late-30s dom who really unlocked my submissive side. On this meeting, he had me in my usual position (face down ass up) as he alternated working my hole with his fingers, his thick cock, and an inflatable plug. Eventually he put a hood on me that only had nostril openings for repeated doses of poppers. He left me in position for 15-20 minutes, my hole being stretched by the inflatable plug. I heard footsteps, felt fingers on the nostril holes followed by the head-spinning aroma of amyl, the plug being removed, and a cock impaling my body. I was fucked roughly for 20 minutes or so, my body slammed flat into the mattress, until I heard a bellowing grunt, then the plug inserted and inflated. When the session ended my dom said he sold my hole to a friend I'd never meet for $50 and my payment was the anon load I had in my bowels.

I love the way you think!

So hot! I love slow deep fucks with lots of eye contact and making out.

My all-time fave! I edge and brainwash myself to it at least once a week [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video.kmkbaeh672c/cumdump_p._hypno

Definitely girth. Nothing makes my eyes roll back like feeling a thick cock push in and spread my hole open for that first penetration

Very helpful! I'll be trying this. Thank you!

I started off fingering my hole, slowly added more fingers and lots of lube and spit. Poppers helped me. I got up to 4 fingers and my thumb, but I've never been able to make the final thrust past my knuckles. I don't think my wrist is flexible enough for the last bend. Love to hear tips if anyone has them!

It's both for me, although taking a load is the literal icing on the cake. I love the waves of emotion that come with my body submitting to a top, feeling my hole yield to the physical embodyment of a male, my brain surrender to another man's will, and having my most intimate space filled and occupied by a top, who is proving where I belong in a sexual hierarchy. The final act of the experience is, if he feels I am worthy, depositing his very DNA into my body and marking me as now being owned by him.

Long overdue!

I was ten, my best friend was nine. We were looking through his dad's porn mags, decided to get naked and act out a few of the pictures. He made me suck him, but when it came time to switch suddenly said he "was allergic" to doing it. My naive self believed him, lol. A few years later when I was 14 I was playing naked and solo by a pond and was busted by a middle-aged guy. He talked (blackmailed) me into sucking his cock and swallowing his load while he stroked me. I haven't looked back since and I'm still obsessed with older take-charge guys!

Also not sure if I count as a cumdump, my record maximum in one session is also still 5. Been active since the 90s and breaking 5 loads is like trying to break the 4 minute mile. Still neg as of my last test a few months ago. Hardest drug I get into is poppers. Outdoor cruising season is just starting here so maybe this will be the year I finally get my cumslut badge!

I agree with most of comments on here: HUGE red flag and you should avoid this situation. Have a serious self-discussion, rub out a load to get that post-nut clarity, then ask yourself why are you considering this? Is it the [banned word] fantasy of a relative? Do you want to submit fully to a dom top for a hate fuck? If it's the second, take charge tops are around and more that happy to oblige you. From your original post, we sound similar: middle-age bottom, submissive, successful in our everday life but want someone to take charge of us even for a short time. I've had 2 great experiences with dom tops so far this spring: older guy I've played with on a few occassions who knows what gets me going; and a random 20-something driving a crappy souped up sportscar who hate- fucked my throat and ass while telling me how worthless I was. Luckily he matched that attitude with a huge cock and one of the largest loads I've ever taken. Walk away from your "straight" cousin, lots of dom tops around without the strings, the risk, or having to pay. I bet blackmailing you to pay for his silence with family or your employer would be his next move.

Good question! I've been with both quiet and verbal tops, both are hot in different ways, but I'm hard pressed to pick a fave. Verbal tops, with dirty talk, a play-by-play, and announcing they are breeding my hole send me deep into slut space and have me lusting for more loads. With quiet tops, there's the "I'm just a hole to use and not worth interacting with" that makes me feel so cheap and used. I guess my fave fuck straddled both worlds: dirty talk to remind me what a bottom slut I am, and when he had me so horny that I was begging for his load said "I've already cum twice and you're about to get one more" then grunted and pumped his seed into my bare hole.

So hot! Can't wait for more!

Mine is 5 loads from 5 different guys (a mix of oral and anal) in an afternoon. Been trying for years to break the "5 load barrier" - fingers crossed it's this year!

Keep that streak going! And keep us posted

I would think something at a shopping mall? Every break you get there's a cruisy restroom a short walk away. A problem with being an attendant at an ABS is that you probably wind up watching the store most of the time and never get much chance to take advantage. That said, I was at a bathhouse one very slow night and the attendant had time to fuck me senseless in the maintenance closet

Hot story! I've been that bottom so many times. Knowing I need to be safe, my brain screaming for a condom; but the raw cockhead is teasing my bare hole, his tongue exploring my mouth, the poppers hit hard, my head starts spinning, my hole relaxes, he slides inside my ass "just to feel it for a second"; then my lust takes over and I'm begging to be fucked raw and bred deep. Please post more!

Fuuuuck! Such a hot story and the perfect description of why I cruise outside for cock.

Experiencing the leather scene in Berlin is definitely my lifelong dream. Before then I'd like to see Provincetown, and make a pilgrimage to San Francisco.