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  1. 36 minutes ago, viking8x6 said:

    Well, as a true versatile, I have to say neither one feels better for me - they are simply different. I wind up topping more often than not, because tops are more in demand and because my endowment assures that it will be asked of me (why I don't know, big is good, but small is perfectly fun if the guy has a modicum of skill). Do what you enjoy! But being versatile doubles your chances of having a trick on a given night 🙂

    As a 50/50 versatile, I agree for the most part.  For me, whether I'm topping or bottoming, it's the man that makes the fuck, because he's the one who inspires me to use my cock or my ass for maximum mutual pleasure.

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  2. My first man showed me what intimacy adds to sex.  It establishes a man to man connection that's beyond cock and ass.  Granted, it's not for everyone but if we were all the same, the world would be boring.

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  3. To begin with, even considering a relationship should not be for your Mum's sake but your own.  That said. a relationship, open, of course, is possible with someone who is your slutty equal, a slut who shares ALL of your likes and kinks. A long list of ground rules would need to be set...play together or not, tell each other what you do or not, is the bed you share sacred, chems...etc.  I was in an open relationship for 10 years, technically 8 because the sex had stopped for the final 2 years.  We started out as slutty equals, but when I embraced my kinky side, he remained 100% vanilla.  In the end, he betrayed my trust and only recently do I trust myself to take a chance.

  4. After spending the night with a hot guy...during which time we polished off 2 6-packs, I was awake first and figured a morning blowjob was in order.  Scooting down on the bed, I took his cock in my mouth.  His bladder opened a split second before his eyes and his strong morningpiss began to flow.  Instantly hooked on the taste. I sealed my mouth around his 'faucet' and when he initially freaked out, he could do nothing to stop me.  Once he was empty, I released his cock.  I admitted that I'd never done it before, but my first time wouldn't be my last.  He admitted to liking it.  So much that he fed me 3 more times.  Bought my first yellow hanky on my way home.  I give as good as I get.

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  5. To the OP.....are you a gay man who gets off degrading/being degraded by other gay men?  Just as some black men find the 'n' word offensive, the 'f' word is offensive to me.  I identify as QUEER because like me, it's bold and in your face!

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  6. I was driving on the New Jersey Turnpike and being horny, I unbuttoned my jeans freeing my hard cock from its confines.  Hearing the blast of an airhorn, I looked up and saw the burly, bearded man with mirrored sunglasses.  Knowing he had my attention, he made a gesture for me to follow him, so I slowed down and got behind him.  About 2 miles later, we exited the road and pulled into a truck stop.  Parking next to his Kenworth, he opened his door when he saw me.  "Come on up."  He said and I did, with my cock still hanging out.  No sooner was I inside did he push me through the curtain into the sleeper cab and he closed the door.  He came through the curtain, taking off his clothes so I followed suit.  Fuck, he was a toned, hairy beast.  Turning around, he presented his ass to me and I buried my face in it.  Given the intensity of his sweaty musk, it was obvious he hadn't showered in days which is a big turnon for me.  I rimmed him for a good 10 minutes, going deep and wet, making him moan with pleasure.  Suddenly, he pulled away and pushed me onto the bed, sitting on my cock, taking it all in one swift motion.  Like a cowboy, he rode my cock and I matched his thrusts while we shared sloppy, wet kisses.  I had every intention of cummin inside him, so when I reached my climax, I grunted as I spewed my seed deep within him.  Seconds later, he gasped shooting rope after rope of his cum on my chest.  Rising up, he licked my chest clean and then he knelt down to clean my cock.  "Damn, you're just what I been needin!"  He said with a thick Southern drawl.  Together, we got dressed.  On a shelf beside the bed, there was a framed picture of him with what was obviously his wife and son.  'Now, there's something wifey can't give him!' I thought to myself, fighting the urge to smirk.  Both of us dressed, he led me through the curtain.  Kissing me on the cheek, he said, "Thanks bud!" as he opened the door to let me out.  Back in my car I continued my journey and when I arrived at my destination, mt friends liked hearing about my little detour.

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