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I’ve always thought doctors had to separate the person from the patient. Sort of like someone that repairs a high end watch can’t think that the watch is living with a soul.  They have to think mechanically. Except it’s not an exact science and every watch you get is different. They’re watches but some were made in China ya know. Some have had a hard life. Some were just given crap parts from the start. Others never did any preventative maintenance and now they’re barely keeping time.  Now fix me. But I can’t pay you. 
 

one profession I could never do is anything medical. Can’t separate the two.  And the whole not an exact science thing let’s just see what we get when we do this is insane.  
 

Plagiarism?   The nifty version is better.  [think before following links] https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/holiday-gang-bang/

3 hours ago, 120DaysofSodom said:

This is actually a really good idea.

That way too, if you showed up and they were out of your color, you wouldn’t waste any money.  “Sorry we’re all out of bottom and Vers (versbttm) towels. Top tonight?”

Tights. Like ballet dancer tights. I’ve dated a lot of ballet dancers I think in part because of their tights.  Haha.  And I mean the masculine side of it. Not pantyhose. That can be hot too in ways but ballet tights are hot. Both watching and wearing myself. I have so many pairs. They make great long johns under skinny jeans.  

I’ve had it ever since I wore white tights during a school play in kindergarten. I remember getting dressed in the back by one of the mom volunteers. “I bet you’ve never worn these before huh?”   Ahhh no.  After that I loved going to my sisters dance classes and watching the 2 boys at the school that were around my age dance around in black unitards. My father wasn’t going to allow me to take a dance class. 

Interestingly there are a huge amount of Asian guys (mostly Chinese, Thai, Japanese), young hot guys, that are very into this fetish. White tights, ballet tights sort of thing. They are mostly on Twitter and Instagram. A lot of young couples into it too. 

I’ve only met one other guy ever that had this fetish. We didn’t really hit it off. Didn’t have much in common aside from the tights fetish. Though I have managed to turn on a few fwb to it. And I used to love getting ADMA boys to give me massages in their tights. (They’re all required to take ballet so they all have the uniform). 😉 or to fuck me in their old ballet tights. 

I’ve been trying to arrange this for me forever.   

On 3/30/2019 at 4:00 PM, Ocelot2000 said:

Seriously wish this happened here in LA, lol

There has to be some here. Maybe the real Thai town in north Hollywood. They wouldn’t be in Weho. There only so much yelpers will help you. 

On 7/2/2021 at 1:51 AM, hungryfaggotcunt said:

I would love to volunteer to be a cumdump for a group you or anyone wants to have as well.

ZDTV hat is the best thing ever.  

Edmund and Gary.  🤣

On 11/1/2021 at 10:29 AM, anoncumdumpsub said:

It's a good reminder that, whatever messages we exchange with people, there's probably someone, somewhere, who might be able to read them under the right/wrong circumstances.

Use Signal.  The app.  Then you don't have to worry unless you're stupid and use a 4 digit pin instead of a long random alphanumeric one with some symbols thrown in.

On 6/25/2014 at 5:27 PM, asncumbucket said:

Part 2: The Predators Start the Feast

You might think Ricky doesn’t give a shit about his boys, but in truth, he loves them. That’s why he always fucks his boys last after everyone else has gotten their turn, impregnating the wasted body he owns. He kisses me like a romantic lover, protects me like a father, and fucks me like a master. But business is business; he’s a dealer in holes and the customer is always right. And he makes sure his property knows his place.

He walks over to me slowly, and the men part around me. My moaning slows to a hurried pant, and I slowly realize from my daze that Ricky is approaching me. He gently pulls me to him by the throat, and I look up into his dark, loveless eyes. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide with fear and excitement. His square jaw, sharp, dark features, and deep frown glares back down at me. Bending down to meet my lips with his, he pours the bong smoke into me. It’s still so thick that I cough instantly, my lungs not fully recovered from the monster hit I just took. I was getting worried about how high I was getting, now not fully able to walk and my body feeling too relaxed and tired. I was still outrageously horny, thirsting for more hands, more tongue, and some cock... but I also wouldn’t have minded just falling asleep in the sling.

“Yo Buster, come give this boy some uppers,” Ricky said, still holding me. I leaned in on him. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and I rested my face against his hairy chest. Two large hands with thick fingers clutched my ribs and glided down to my ass, where his grip tightened. And then I felt beard on my crack and just the cold tip of a tongue tickle my hole. I moaned as my arms and torso crawled with goosebumps from sheer pleasure.

Buster was a large black man, about the same size as John. He had a stern, unsmiling face, nipple piercings, and wore a leather harness. He was the real deal. Ricky turned me over to him. Buster took off my wifebeater and wrapped my left arm with a tourniquet. My heart raced as I felt my arm tighten. The guy rimming me stopped and guided me to a small stool. I sat down slowly. Just now, I realized that the men in the room had closed in on me a little. The jock handed Buster a syringe.

“All loaded. Trust me, there’s enough T in that to keep the little bitch awake all night and maybe all of tomorrow night too,” the jock said, chuckling. Buster tapped the needle and gave it a small pump. My hole twitched. Alcohol. Cotton ball. “Make a fist.”

I have a huge, plump vein running all down my left forearm that bulged when the alcohol smoothed its way over. Buster aimed the needle straight into it, pressing it just enough to get a bit of blood swirling back into the point to make sure he struck gold. I was now fully awake, my heart about to beat out of my chest. The moment before the slam never stops getting exciting. My eyes were fixated on the point and his movement. Buster pressed down and slowly released the chemical solution into my blood. Once it was cleared, he unbuckled the tourniquet, which snapped off instantly. The blood went straight to my face and the chemical taste hit my throat as well as a coughing fit as harsh as the one from the bong.

Wow. I was truly in heaven while in hell. Everything, everything in the whole world and all of the parts of my being condensed and was swallowed into a tight black hole between my legs. I felt incredible as I felt the devil’s energy rush through me and I quickly climbed into the sling, spread my legs as wide as I could, thrust my head back and unleashed a huge sigh of relief. My legs and smooth body suddenly looked incredibly sexy to myself, and the men around me were handsome hunks that exuded a musk of intense sexual desire, ruthlessness, and sadism. Each and every one of them wanted to breed me, letting their warm seed churn inside me and maybe even impregnate me with a virus. I wanted to offer my pure, youthful body to the degrading ritual about to befall me.

“Look. At. That. Boy!” one of the men groaned, unzipping his pants.

“Should we give him a booty bump before we start? I just love seeing this slut get FUCKED up! Look at him squirm trying to get his legs into the stirrups!”

“Nah, we don’t want him to overdose.”

“The fuck do you care?”

“You break it, you buy it,” Ricky said calmly. “Do whatever you want to him, but if anything happens to my hustler, you’re all gonna owe me a lot more than $20.” I was all the more turned on knowing what I was worth. $20 barely covered the drugs. My holes were being rented out for much less.

The men put down the pipes and the bong. They were ready to get the party started. I heard a collective sound of zippers from all directions. The stench of their cocks and balls filled the room. Some were well-trimmed, others were hairy. Some were quite small, others were as big as Billy Glide’s meat. My heart beat as fast as a racehorse in anticipation of my first cock. Incredible how meth can make even your resting heart rate this high.

The guy who called dibs on me earlier was short (maybe 5’5”), stocky, bald, and wore a tight polo around his muscular body. He looked like he’d be one of the funny guys at the office, and I recognized his voice as one of the more verbal ones talking dirty about me to the other guys while I was getting fucked up and groped. His cock was average size, very well-shaped, and clean-looking, a good one to loosen my hole up and keep it warm for the others. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto the stirrups. The sling was actually very wide and my legs strained to be spread so far apart. He rubbed a few drops of lube on his dick and around my hole. My hole was being stretched too, and I could feel a cold breeze against the opening.

“Mmmm, bon appetit,” he said as he pressed his mushroom head against my sticky ass. The pink lining of my ass instantly expanded and swallowed his meat as I felt an indescribable pleasure strike through my body. Then, he slammed his dick into my body and I felt it stab through my guts. I yelped and my body instinctively bucked, but I was held in place by the sling. And then, I could only feel pleasure as every single nerve in my body became its own sweet spot, and I begged for him to keep fucking me.

“YES!” he yelled triumphantly as his balls hit my ass and the tip of his dick struck the deepest corner of my rectum it could reach. He sounded kind of like an avid fan screaming when his team scores a goal. The other men hooted, woofed, and cheered him on. The guys were now relaxing while jacking their dicks. Some of them lit up cigarettes and smoked while they watched the guy fuck me.

“How does that hole feel, man?”

“Aw man,” the guy fucking me groaned, pulling back out and this time gently thrusting into me, savoring the friction between his cock and the insides of my pussy. “So... so tight! I don’t think I can last long!”

“Look at him,” John sneered derisively. “He’s looking up at you with those puppy eyes. You better show him no mercy before he thinks you’re makin’ love to ‘im or somethin’.” I realized I was almost in tears from pleasure, every cell in my body worshipping his cock and the feeling of it inside me. While he fucked me, he was a God to me. My entire existence was for his trivial pleasure.

“Oh, we’re not making love,” he said. Suddenly, his pace quickened and he started fucking me ruthlessly. His dick jammed into my sweet spot over and over again and my toes curled and uncurled. The sling shook back and forth violently.

“OH, OH FUCKING GOD! OH! OH! OH!” I cried. My dick was entirely soft from the drugs. Slosh, slosh, slosh. Each thrust made a sound like his penis was grinding meat. And it was – he fucked me like he was trying to hurt me. He probably was.

“Someone shut the bitch up and stick a dick in his mouth!”

A middle-aged man with grey pubic hair and a massively thick cock slapped my cock with his face. I opened my mouth wide, stuck out my tongue, and panted like a dog wanting food. Then, he slid his dick down his throat. And further and further down he went, until his dick actually hit the chemical tasting part of my throat. I was about to have a gag reflex as tears instantly welled up in my eyes and my throat churned loudly, but he slid his dick out just in time. Just as I was about to gasp for breath, the top leaned forward and thrust so deep into me that it felt like he hit my stomach. The drugs completely numbed me to the pain and all I could feel was an intensified orgasm in every nerve. The top’s cock stayed there, throbbing, then brutally thrust in once more. Suddenly, the inside of my ass filled with heat, and I felt thick wads of hot cum spill out of my ass as he stabbed me a third time.

“OH! OH GO-,” I screamed in, but before I could finish, the grey daddy shoved his cock into my mouth and muffled my screams. As the top slipped his dick out he spat on me and said...

“God can’t hear you now.”

The men howled with laughter.

“Next,” Ricky said.

Continued in Part 3

If anyone wants to do this to me, I'm in Los Angeles or NYC… anytime… let me know. 😉

On 7/27/2021 at 11:29 PM, Powerasianbtms said:

 

I hope you guys can help :

There is no general section for visit USA, cos its so huge.

What would be a good itinerary to come USA for  two asian btms :

1) Best City...especially where asians btms are worshipped, No disks refused.

2)  Best Bathhouses parties  ( not to be missed events etc )

3) other suggestions, esp for a first to timer to USA.

4) Should we just visit 1 city or multiple  cities ?

Time is on our side....14 days to 30 days...only cash is an issue...we need to save on travel

Welcome alll suggestions or accommodation options, very easy going asian btm couple, open for all experiential trip. Not into disneylands, sightseeing or shopping.

 

 

 

Cause that’s just what LA needs 

Then the pizza finally showed up. “Anyone order… extra sausage?”

On 1/16/2020 at 12:39 AM, reliableslut said:

I have enough fwbs that we host our own small sex parties.  Last Sunday, we had a hot 8-some.  Always looking for more hotties to join us

That's the only way to do it anymore. Circle of trust. Trying to form that in Los Angeles.

You know these services are only as good as the people that frequent them make it. Craigslist was simple and basic yet people put in a little effort.  Gay.com was amazing. The chat… Any day of the week I could find a date in under half an hour. First year I moved to LA I went on dates 5-6 nights a week, mostly from gay.com.  I met really great guys though it, including my best friend.  Yeah you encounter some duds but you would quickly forget them as you met someone new.

A4a… used to be good because it was the only place that was free and offered full access to full res images and unlimited messages. What a concept. But yeah, if guys go on a service and make a empty or vague profile, or just one pic and no profile filled out, what's the point?  You're not special. You're either serious or not.

In Los Angeles, this laziness has made online meeting really shitty.  Mostly filled with flakes, guys not serious or too big of pussies to actually meet. Any decent group of guys I've encountered over the last 5-6 years flat out refuse to use the gay meet up apps. Too many crazies, scrubs… married guys that have so many issues… arg.  They had their own social groups where they didn't need it.  Lucky them.

For those that are looking for something more outside of the box… whether that's a relationship or kinky FWBs or random hookups… well… A4A is probably still the broadest more affordable gay meetup app there is.  Every other service, even sniffles (that is such a horrid name), make you pay to have any real use. Well ok NKP doesn't but most guys never login. They seem to forget about it. Despite it working pretty well. Even though the cruising bit on mobile doesn't let you filter by age. (wtf)   Recon, been around forever but makes you pay for strange. (to really see anything). 

I love meeting in person.  I love the chase.  I've often blocked guys on Grindr or swiped left on them and then later on encountered them at a party or event and was totally gaga over them.  Some people don't come across well through a photo and a profile. Some people are a lot more than that. I fall into thaYout category. Takes a little while in person to get to know me. And it will be not what you expect.  

That's the fun of it though.  That someone can still surprise you.   In a good way.  Not like in a creepy psycho catfish stalker kind of surprise.  You just have to know how to screen.  And guys have to try.  Yeah most guys online are not worth it. But give everyone new you meet the benefit of the doubt, start fresh… you never know what you'd be missing.  But like most things in life, it is what you make it.

PS. Grindr is wayyyyyyyyyyyy too expensive and they still sell your personal data (or like the last 10 years just leave your personal info out there in a open API including your HIV status for anyone to grab).  Because of this, it limits most people to whom they can see.  Most guys won't or can't pay, so they don't treat it seriously.  It turns into this it's only as good as the immediate area in which you're in.  Even using explore doesn't show you all of the guys.  I drive to the other side of LA and it's like I'm in another world.  Ok so maybe that is at least a little positive note about Grindr is that it makes you get up and go out to a new area to see new guys.

Is Nudies club ever coming back?  That was good. Downey Boys.       I miss New York.  Sigh

I think making a public service commercial and sticking it on YouTube would get the Message out better. 

12 hours ago, BlackDude said:

Thanks man, great description. So it’s basically his network of tops in the LA area that gives him some sort of status....

Who?  😏

Organizes guys to come and fuck cumdumps. Sometimes at his place or your own, but usually at a motel like the dunes. He makes a little Orange yellow graphic with your photo and maybe number is you’re hosting.  
 

he’s a older guy in his 70s that lives around Beverly grove I think. He sometimes will come if he’s not hosting. 
 

There’s also a secret groupme group where cumdumps are announced where and when and another groupme that copies the first but has more bitching and banter. 
 

Not a great group to pull from in my opinion. I’d rather not have random guys I haven’t seen pics of to come over. Very hit or miss- probably more miss. Picky bitches get cut from the group. 
 

NYC has much better organizers with way way wayyyyyyyyy hotter guys pulling mostly from local universities. I miss NYC. Much better parties too. Kinkier guys. NY bondage club. Paddles.  Sigh. Just check out NYBondageclub.com for their weekly pics. And yeah it’s bb. And yeah cumunion used to be there. 

On 3/22/2018 at 5:25 AM, Guest BBBoyfromTN said:

My first spring break in HS I went nuts fucking and getting fucked with pretty much any guy that wanted it. I barely needed Gri dr there were so ,any guys there in person hitting on me and that I was hitting on. That's why I kept going to spring breaks and still go...so many horny, eager, and willing guys. I've gone to Cumunion events, BB parties, orgies, Decadance, sex clubs, you name it, all in service of fucking and getting fucked as much as I can. I'll take a couple loads to get me going, see who's there, then pump my seed in whoever is willing until I'm spent then bottom more until I'm ready to seed guys again. Record for me was at a sex Club in Cancun on spring break where it was a hot mix of spring breakers and horny local Mexican boys. Pretty much lived at that place.

I miss BBBoyfromTN

Looking for a versTop in LA or the surrounding areas (Palm Springs San Diego) who’s good at breaking in cumdumps. That can Tie them in Their sling and arrange a Good Time. Very open minded go with the flow. Love gear from spandex to latex rubber suits. Ok with being filmed. Need to be corrupted. 
 

29, 5’10, 165, 7c, versbttm. Smooth. Neg on prep. Smart.

don’t mind older as long as there’s not a creep factor. An established group would be fun or to be the backup bottom for a gangbang. 

it's sort of like when guys randomly start to call you sir. One day you encounter your older self it's like wham… I'm OLDDDDD.  :: faints ::

What's in Santa Rosa?  I've been there a few times. Get up there every now and then. Live in LA.  If you wanna come to LA… I have a sling.

This story is from somewhere else… from a while ago...

19 hours ago, CuriousDallas said:

Was chatting with this hot 20 y/o Latino guy on Grindr last night. He’d been to s strip club with his buds and was worked up and wanted release, wanted it to be quick and in his truck. He was down for bare and any kind of play and so I quickly headed to where he was to meet up. I saw his truck parked in the place we’d agreed to meet and was wearing only nylon basketball shorts like he’d said. I got into his truck and he was exactly as he’d described and already had his shirt off. He reeked of alcohol and clearly had been drinking. He started up his truck and we went somewhere to park. On the drive I caught glimpses of photos on his dashboard and what looked like him and his GF. No surprise as so many Latino guys are bi and go both ways. As we drove he pulled out his fat uncut dick that was already drenched in precum and I bent over to start sucking it as he drove. His cum tasted so good and he was throwing off a steady stream of it. We parked and he told me to take my shorts off and in no time was behind me forcing that fat cock in my ass. It took little effort as he was the fourth guy to fuck me today. Once he was inside me and started stroking I’d clench up my ass muscles to really work his cock, and he groaned with delight when I did. He kept telling me to say how much I liked taking his dick and how bad I wanted his cum and I obliged, tensing up my ass muscles and working him into a frenzy where he blasted a load deep inside me. He kept fucking me and I told him to blast another load in me, how bad I wanted it, that he could drain his balls inside me. He was loving it and soon blasted another load inside me. 

As he slid out of me he opened the glove box and handed me a bottle of lube and said I’d need to use it as he was pretty tight. I loved that he wanted bare and didn’t even bother handing me a condom and quickly lubed up my dick and his ass and entered him. He whimpered it hurt and to go slowly and honestly his ass was so tight I knew I was gonna blow in no time. I did one hard deep thrust and had a sudden massive shuddering orgasm and blew an enormous load inside of him and he screamed out “Jesus” as I did. I slowed my strokes and he said he’d never felt s guy cum that hard inside him. I was super turned on now and started stroking harder and more deeply as he moaned with delight, pumping a second load and then a third load inside him as he begged and pleaded for me to cum inside him. Spent, I slid out of him and he flipped me on my back as he pumped another two loads inside me as we stared into each other’s eyes and I told him how hot he was, how good his cock felt in me, how badly I wanted his cum as I milked his cock with my ass. His face was pure ecstasy each time he came inside me.

as we laid there after he asked me how I worked my ass on his cock. He was fascinated by it and wanted to do it when guys fucked him. He admitted he hadn’t been fucked much but loved it and loved when guys came inside him. He knew his ass was tight and that caused guys to cum pretty quickly and wanted to loosen his ass up so that didn’t happen and guys could take their time. I was amazed this straight looking and acting boy was worried about pleasing guys fucking him and I tried to give him what crappy advice I knew. I honestly don’t know how I figured out how to use my ass muscles, I just did. It’s a muscle, you have to use it. He wanted my number and I gave it to him but said he couldn’t give me his and didn’t explain why, and he didn’t have to. I’m sure he has a GF and she can’t know about this. I’ve been with enough Latino guys that I know the drill. He dropped me off and later I got a text with thanks and a pic. I think I’ll hear from him again as I scratched his itch.

 

Google images is fun.

7 hours ago, CuriousDallas said:

Been to two in Dallas and they were pretty meh...not many guys I’m interested in. It’s cool that everyone barebacks but only found a handful of guys I had any interest in. I went to one in Houston that was way better, more ethnic guys, a lot more younger guys, and hot trashy redneck boys too. That one I got bred like a motherfucker...pretty much wore out my ass. That was on a par with this Mexican sex club I go to here in Dallas.

I wanna try out Dallas. 

6 hours ago, CuriousDallas said:

I've had that happen more times than I like to think about and while there's some of them I would love to date and definitely wanna hook up with again, I'm at university and don't have a lot of free time. I just wanna fuck/get fucked and move on. Guys definitely like that I take them bare and maybe that's part of it and other guys won't. But yeah...I get leery of giving out my cell number, and I've changed kik profiles a few times as a result too. Forget giving out FB as there's some crazy ass stalkers out there. And it's weird...I've had this happen with gay guys, str8 guys with GF's and everything in between. I've had a guy engaged to be married pretty much throw himself at me saying I was the best sex he'd ever had. WTF am I supposed to say to that? I don't wanna date right now much less get serious with a guy. Of course that works in reverse as guys I wanna meet up with again or do more with seem to ghost on me too. Go figure.

Dude. Burner numbers. Google Voice.  Keep a separate GV number and don't register it with anything so you're not linked to it. Easy to block people too. When you do they get a "this number as been disconnected" message.  Though I also have gotten so distrusting of people in Los Angeles that I usually do a quick background check on hookups and if their number is a burner, I usually don't.    Oh and use Signal. Best encrypted messaging calling texting whatever app.