davescott1125

So how did your wife take you castrating yourself? I banded both my cock and balls a year ago when my wife was out of town. I got drunk and high. I decided I was ready for my fantasies to become reality. I began drinking straight 150 proof vodka. I decided to drink until I passed out. Figured they would be dead in the morning. But about an hour after I passed out I woke up needing to piss. It hurt like hell so I had to unband so I could piss. Everything survived that time.

I love shoving things in my piss hole. In the beginning I used metal crochet hooks. Started with small ones and worked up to big ones. With the big ones it would bulge out on the underside of my cock. The skin would be so tight and thin along the bottom of my shaft. With a growing interest in body modification I was very tempted to take a scalpel and do a full meatomy. Now I use a piece of copper tubing. I sanded one end to round the edges off and polished so it easily slides in. The tube allows me to piss and cum through the tube while my cock is tightly banded during penectomy play.

Thanks.

I opened the folder and immediately clicked on the video of Jimbo's big black cock with the spike in it slipping into my hole. I grabbed my poppers and began taking massive non-stop hits. In only a couple of minutes I was super high and I began violently jerking my cock. Just as the video showed me begging for the toxic load, I shot my cum catching most of it in my hand. I immediately raised it to my mouth and licked up all my cum. As I came down from the poppers, I cleaned up. I needed to get dressed and check out of my motel room. I threw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. I didn't bother putting on underwear. With only about $1000 to my name I couldn't stay in $180/night motel rooms. I also needed to find a place for the few belongs I had in the company vehicle. After I checked out of the motel room I started putting things in order. First I rented a small storage unit to store my belongings in. I needed to find a place to sleep inexpensively, someplace I could shower, and it would need to be close to public transportation. It also needed to be near businesses where I might be able to find a job. After checking out a few areas of town I decided that my best bet was to be near downtown. I couldn't start looking for a job until Monday, so next thing was to find a cheap place to sleep. There was a gay bathhouse in town. I had never visited it, but had been to bathhouses when I was out of town for work. I checked out their website with my phone. For $27 I could get a room for 10 hours. Plus it had showers, gym, etc. With the money I had, the bathhouse would work until I got a job and could save up money for an apartment. Suddenly I became aware that my cock was rock hard in my shorts and bobbing up and down saying YES.

As a closet married bi guy... wife doesn't know... to be POZed. It will result in a divorce. I will lose $$$$$$. I will become a BB slut. Probably pursue my deepest fantasies and become a nullo.

There is really very little pain. It is the thrill of doing it, pushing limits. Is there a thrill of possibly doing damage... yes.

I have pierced my scrotum and put needles through my nuts and quite enjoy the experience.

I love to be watched. A local gay bar has an area out back surrounded by a privacy fence. There are tables and chairs and many guys just hang out and enjoy their beers and talking with others. There are also some areas that are a vit more private that guys head to play or watch others play. That is where I head with my beer. If there is play going on I will pull out my cock and begin stroking. If there isn't I will often began stroking, hoping to get some action started. As I stroke I will let my shorts slide down a little. I may also turn my ass towards anyone watching. My hope is that someone will take the hint and come over and touch me. I am sub, so I will stand motionless, hoping they will take the lead. I want them to strip me naked. If others are watching and stroking as I am stripped, it turns me on big time. Once I am naked I want to be fucked while everyone watches.

As the motel maid left with my fertile load in both her womb and her ass, I got up and headed for the shower. While in there, I douched myself out good. It was soothing after all the use my hole had over the last 2 nights. After drying off I remained naked and sat down at the desk in the room, and got on my laptop to assess my situation. First I logged into my bank accounts. My soon to be ex-wife had been busy Friday after she had seen the photos and videos. All of our joint bank accounts had been cleared out. Almost a million dollars, withdrawn or transferred. A single account in my name only had about $1000. Next I checked balances on my credit cards. Holy fuck! She had maxed them all out by taking cash withdrawals! At least I still had a job and a company SUV. Next I logged into my email. It was filled with the usual marketing and junk mail, but there was an email from my boss. Opening it, I starred in disbelief. He, several of my coworkers and the CEO had all received the link to the photos and videos. It was determined that I had violated company policies and thus terminated from my $125k a year job. I was to let them know by 8AM Monday where they could pick up the company vehicle. I closed my email and starred blankly at the screen. Little money, no place to live, no job, no car, few belongings... what was I going to do. As I starred, my vision seemed to narrow. Suddenly I was aware that I was looking at a single folder on my desktop... CONVERSION. I also became aware my cock was rock hard and bobbing up and down saying, YES.

The last chapter of this story involved sex with a woman, the hotel maid, so is in the bi/straight section. Follow the link above and then return back here.

That is fucking hot as hell.

I wonder if they wanted you hooded so you didn't see their biohazard tattoos.

About 25 years ago, I am now 65, I had been working in the yard all day and drinking beer. I had a bit of a buzz. When I finished I was sweaty and dirty and wanted a nice refreshing shower. I had pissed in the shower before but nothing sexual. As I soaped up my cock, balls and ass I began to feel horny and began slowly stroking. I also began feeling a need to piss which made my cock tingle more. I turned the water off and was planning to dry off, piss and head to the bedroom for a nice JO session. But the need to piss was growing and making me hornier. Next thing I know I was laying on my back in the shower and working my legs up the wall. My plan was to shoot my cum in my mouth. As I worked my cock the urge to piss kept growing and growing. God it felt good. The beer was making it hard to cum and the urge to piss was getting hard to control. Suddenly I began to piss, the stream hitting me in the chest. God it felt great. I aimed my cock spraying all over my chest. Watching the piss shoot out was so hot. Then instinct took over. I began directing my stream higher and I opened my mouth. Suddenly I knew I was going to piss in my mouth and I was going to swallow it.

Bi, actually much more gay than straight, married guy. Wife doesn't know. Due to testing at work, I could never use anything other than alcohol and poppers to party with, but I LOVE poppers. I usually play safe, but if I party my inhibitions drop and I have sometimes taken raw cock. I LOVE raw cock. I have a great life. I recently retired early, financially secure, travelling with my wife, enjoying life. If my wife knew I am basically gay, I like to party, and love risky sex, she would divorce me immediately and I would lose it all. This HOT story has fuelled fantasies I have JOed to for years. I don't want to repress my true inner slut anymore. I am ready to give it all up and parTy, take raw cock and dirty seed. I am ready to join the brotherhood.

I read this in the bathroom at my office and my cock got so hard I had to play with my ass, jerk off, and shoot a load so my cock would go down and I could leave the stall.

My interest in castration began almost 30 years ago, penectomy about 20 years ago. As a happy, healthy, well liked, respected, closet bisexual, professional guy I questioned my sanity with the wild fantasies I had. Family, friends and neighbors don't even suspect that I am bisexual. What would they think if they knew I had fantasies about castration and penectomy (receiving and or doing to someone else). What would they think if rhey knew all the things I have done or let others do to my cock and balls? After many years of introspection I understood the roots of the thoughts and how things developed theough my life. With understanding came acceptance. With acceptance came realization that it was okay for fantasies to become reality. I am still fully intact, but risky play over the years have put my genitals at risk of damage/destruction. And I am okay with that. The desire is there (to have it done to me or to do to others). Given the right time, place, scene, people, fantasies could/will become reality.

I am a mid 60s bi married (to a woman) daddy bear. No sex at home in years. Wife thinks gay sex is unnatural so she doesn't know I am bi. I should just be content with my fantasies and jerking off. But as I have grown older I have gone from straight, to opportunistic passive bi top, to oppertunistic active bi top, to seeking out mutual gay encounters, to 50% - 50% straight - gay, to bi bottom, to submissive bi bottom, to where I am today. Yes I still find women sexually attractive and wouldn't turn down an opportunity, but with women I enjoy more sensual encounters. But I am definitely more gay than straight now. It is more primal animalistic fucking. It is all about getting off or getting someone else off. And did you ever see an animal use a condom? Animalistic sex should be bare/raw! The internet... the source of all knowledge on all subjects including animalistic sex. Porn sites, hookup sites, streaming sites, and then there is Breeding Zone. I should stay off these sites. I should just fantasize and jerk off. But my animalistic urges are not satisfied with that. Raw fucking, breeding is natures way. I try to fight off the urges, but an oppotunity arises and I head to an adult bookstore, or theater, or bathhouse. Or I post a hookup ad online. I shouldn't. I am married. I should stay safe. But my animalistic need takes over. Most of the time I succumb to my brain. Keep it safe. Just give oral or masturbate my partner. Or insist they wear a condom. But my animalistic desire wants to take over. The battle rages in me. So I drink alcohol. It dulls my mind. It quiets the urges. But it also lowers my inhibitions. So does inhaling from the little brown bottle. Let him enter my ass bare but then pull out. I know it is a risk, but it feels so good. Another drink, inhale some more. The war between my brain and my animalistic urges has stopped. It is natural. It is primal. I want to be bred. I want to feel that cock pulsing. Feel it filling me with seed. But after, the war begins to rage again. There is only one way to end the war in me. Only one way to silence the brain. I need to give up control. Dull the inhibitions. Just long enough to take the fertile seed. Hold the bottle under my nose. You know what I need. Keep me inhaling. Don't let me pull away. You are the dominate animal. Breed me and fill me with your fertile seed. Friday after work, I should go home, but I have an oppotunity. The animal in me wants to go to Hanks. I should just have a beer and head home, but the animal in me wants to buy a fresh bottle to inhale. I can go home now, but the animal wants another beer and to go out back. I can watch others play and jerk off, but I want to inhale a couple of hits. I can shoot my load and head home, but I lift my shirt so others can see I have a white jockstrap on under my pants. I feel hands touching me and I should pull away, but I want to inhale more. I feel hands undressing mebut I inhale more. I have become my animal self. I feel myself being held tight. I feel something being held under my nose. I just keep inhaling. This could be the end of the battle between the brain and the animal.

Early 60s bi white male. 6' 1" hairy Daddy bear. 250 lbs. I am married but wife is gone for the weekend.i need it RAW and Poz. You must host. I am free mornibgs or afternoons.

I may have another oppotunity this weekend. If I do, hopefully better luck. I really need a couple raw loads in my hole.

What are your experiences hooking up as we begin to return to normal post Covid? For the past 14 months my only sex has been with my hand. I have several comorbidities, so I have been overly cautious, to the extreme, to protect myself and loved ones from Covid-19. But now it is April 2021. I have received the vaccine and am now protected. When I received my second dose of the vaccine, it was like a heavy dome had been over me and suddenly it was lifted up and I could get out from under it. I had lost a few friends to Covid this past year, but I had survived the pandemic. This weekend I went to visit a relative in a city a couple of hours away. I used to live there as well. I was really looking forward to the trip because there is an adult bookstore / novelty shop / theater there. There is a booth area in the back with glory holes, several small theaters and also a few private viewing rooms. No nudity or activity is allowed in the front store area of course, but management is okay with anything in the booth or theater areas. I was planning on spending a couple of hours there, being naked, sucking cocks and hopefully getting filled with several loads in my ass. As I approached the front door I see a sign saying masks are required, so I put one on. Once inside, the guy at the front counter tells me I first have to go wash my hands. Upon returning to the counter the clerk took my temperature, then I was allowed to pay my admission fee. I was almost drooling with anticipation and my ass was twitching. The clerk then tells me to keep my mask on and practice social distancing. I first headed into the main theater. There were 2 guys in there about 10' apart, both with masks on. As I stepped in I was about 8' from one of the guys. The guy about ran out of the theater. The other guy got this scared look in his eyes if I came any closer. So I headed to one of the smaller theater areas which had gay porn playing. Guy #1 was in there. But this room was very small and difficult to social distance. Guy #1 immediately left. The movie was hot and I was alone so I took my mask off. I pulled my cock out and began stroking it. About a minute later another guy walks in. He is wearing a mask and when he sees that I am not, he immediaetly leaves. So I decided to check out the booth area and maybe get some cock through a glory hole. After about 10 minutes in the booth area with noone else there, I could barely keep an erection up as the whole experience was so non-sexual. I finally left after only being there about 20 minutes. I am now hesitant to drive 2 1/2 hours to a bathhouse. What have your experiences been?

No playtime in over a year due to Covid-19. But I am fully vaccinated now and can play again. I will be traveling through Tampa this Sunday evening. Thinking of stopping at one of the adult bookstore / theaters on the east side of town for some playtime. It would be fun to get totally naked in the theater and get used by 2 - 3 of the guys there. Although I am safe from Covid, you have to be okay with the fact that I am negative and NOT on PREP.

This post isn't about AIDS or HIV, but it does have to do with sexual health and health decisions. If it should be posted elsewhere, I would appreciate the moderator moving it to the correct forum. It is looking like I may have the family curse... prostate cancer. It runs in my family and I have two brothers dealing with it currently. I have just begun getting tests done, but there is significant enlargement. I had a candid conversation with my doc and with the knowledge I have from other family members I am preparing myself for some decisions. If tests confirm cancer, removal of the prostate is a given. Shooting a load of cum will become just a memory. From the amount of enlargement, I highly suspect that both penile nerves are probably affected and would have to be removed as well. Goodbye erections or any feeling of pleasure in my cock. These scenarios appear inevitable. I will have to wait for test results to make other decisions. One of my relatives is taking testosterone blockers as his cancer had already metastized. The drugs are creating a whole new set of issues for him. If test results show it may have already spread in my case, rather than deal with the side effects and risks of drugs, why not just talk to my doc about removing the testicles too. Let's face it, if I won't be shooting anymore what's the difference. These are all acceptable treatment options. Now the reason for my question. First, I am almost exclusiveky a bottom. Second, I was always under-endowed. 5 - 5 1/2" hard. As I have gotten older (mid 60's) some shrinkage has occurred and Cialis or Viagra is used to assist with getting erections, but only about 4 1/2" now. Even though I am circumsized, when I am soft I am only a little over 1" and my cock head tends to retract in under my penis skin. As a result, I have to be careful when pissing that my head is sticking out, otherwise it sprays all over and runs down my ball sac. As a result, I now often sit to pee. As I do enjoy watersports, the feeling of my piss running down my ball sac feels great, but it requires extra cleaning which can be a hassle at work or in normal everyday life. My thought is, if my days of cumming, getting an erection, or even having feeling in my cock are over, and it's only use is to piss, then it is obsolete. If cancer has spread and testicle removal is a viable option to increase my long term survival, then why not talk to the doc about removing the sac and cock and giving me a urethral reroute. I enjoy a hard cock pounding me and shooting deep inside me. Just because my junk is no longer funtional doesn't mean I want to give up being fucked and giving others pleasure. So would going nullo decrease my chances of getting fucked at a bathhouse or ABS? Or would I be better off with an empty nut sac and useless cock? Your honest thoughts are appreciated.

Wow. Time flies. Hard to believe it has been almost 2 1/2 years since I posted this story. I wonder if there is any interest in me writing more of it.

I will be staying in a motel right by Universal Studios, March 9th and 10th. I am a mid 60s chubby bear. I have fantasized and masturbated to the idea of being bred and POZZED for years. It is time to stop fantasizing and make it reality. I am looking for late night breeding. I chose to stay in a motel rather than a hotel so there is no hassles from a front desk or security. Outside access directly to my room. I will be cleaned out, naked, watching porn, edging, drinking and doing lots of poppers. I plan on having no inhibitions between alcohol and poppers. Once your cock is in me, no pulling out (even if I change my mind). Let's get the job done.

Mid 60s bi bear. Married (to a woman) but she has no interest in sex anymore so nothing at home. But as the years have gone by I have become more interested in sex with men to the point I could be totally happy as gay. In the beginning I was a "condom Nazi". But the more I watched BB porn and others playing raw I began wanting to feel that freedom. But I was always scared to try it. But I enjoy drinking alcohol, sometimes to excess especially when out of town for work. Sometimes when a guy would come to my hotel room to hook up, if I had drank too much and then some poppers, I would let him in me bare. But I usually ask them to pull out when they cum. But there has been a couple of times I let them shoot in me. AND I loved it. REALLY LOVED IT! Yes, I worried afterwards for a few months, BUT I was also turned on constantly during that time. Years ago I thought bug chasers were crazy. But as a regular visitor to BZ, the idea is now a major turn on. My cock gets hard just thinking of taking POZ loads. Well here we are today. Wife is off to Vegas for a girl's weekend. I am horny as hell. I double dosed on some ED pills (even though I function fine without them, they give super hard erections). I have a new brown bottle. Recent lab work shows my liver is shot from years of alcohol abuse. I find I am much more willing to let the guys cum in me, so it is only a matter of time before I am Pozzed. So with my life expectancy with my liver, what have I got to lose? With the wife gone for a few days what better time than now to get it done?