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I don't know what it is but when a top gets verbal on me I find myself hornier and more willing to do anything for him. It has to be genuine though, I've had guys try to do role play type language and that takes me out of it. I think that a main reason I went bb with a fuck buddy was because he was so exquisitely nasty in how he talked to me. I remember how all inhibition went out of me when he said he was going to fuck the cum out of me and fill me with a real mans cum.

Wow man, you really capture the way my mind races when I go for a hook up. Very cool to know that I am not alone when I do this! Like you, I am both scared and excited about my desire to take a man's cock that way.

I met him on manhunt, I never thought I had a chance with him but I was forward and contacted him. He was a partnered total top who indicated he was into more than vanilla, he was also six foot and four inches tall, above average body and a big thick 9" cock. Kind of a dream for me. Someone who says he is a total top, is alpha, hung, and can physically dominate my 5'9" frame makes me loose my mind. Most of the time here in Seattle guys say they are total tops but are not which is why it had been a year since I had last hooked up. I am bi and mostly into women, however with guys I get a craving and I want to be used by an alpha top. Something about a confident stud who likes to fuck another man into submission turns me on. I love how a man like that can open me up and create intense feelings throughout my whole body with his attitude and his cock. I have had some good experiences that have lead me to this understanding of myself. I also knew that i loved being bred by that type of guy. i had a good fuck buddy that understood this about me and prior to moving west i saw him a few times a month and took his load. It had been a while since I'd been fucked by a dominant top, let alone bred so when I went looking for a fuck buddy I was not expecting to get both. We did the extended online get to know each other game. We chatted via the site for a while, slowly testing each other out, then emails, then instant messenger, the more we communicated the more clear it was that we had mutual interests. I was an open book, when he asked me to write out my sexual history with guys I did. I included my journey from my first encounter to my last fbud. I wrote out all the things I think about, my limits, my fears, the secret things I would try if the right guy made me. He got a good idea of who I was. I got a sense of him as well. There was a lot of explicit chat and emails and in retrospect it was peeling away each layer of inhibition to the point where I was willing to do anything he said. At one point I admitted I would love to be breed again and that I craved feeling a man shoot his load in me and eventually admitted I wanted him to do it. I couldn't believe I had gone from just looking to get laid to being owned and bred! When we made a time to meet, then I got this text: So... To be clear... You are willing to have me breed your holes, as well as start of our session with an intense introduction to my cock however I want. That would involve my fucking your throat deep enough to coat my cock with your spit without regards to how you like it or how you gag and choke when I am happy with the level of spit coating my cock I will flip you over and fuck your ass hard and raw until I come. I won't stop no mater what you say. Can you commit to that? We arranged to meet in the morning, I had cleared my schedule so I could visit him at his home. The word from his messages racing through my head and making me scared for what I was about to do. I wanted to flee and flake out but a combination of humiliation and lust drove me on. I was craving this kind of breeding. was shaking as I knocked on the door. He opened the door and looked me over and invited me in. Standing before him I was even more intimidated, but I walked in. That act of walking into his place was a giant leap, an admission that I was as he described and I was giving myself over in a way I had never done. There was more to come but just being there after all that build up was a big deal. I didn't have much of a chance to think. He pinned me against the door and pushed me to my knees. I knew this would happen but his strength and quickness caught me off guard. He looked down at me and said "stay down bitch and take off your clothes!" He said it so forcefully I was scared but excited, I was shaking as I pulled off my clothes. I was hard and dripping pre cum like crazy. He had removed his clothes and his massive cock was at half mast and was in my face before I could gasp out my appreciation his cock head was at my lips and his hands on my head. "Now suck" were his only words. I opened my mouth and he pushed me onto his cock. I strained to take him all but as his cock grew harder I felt like I was drowning in dick! I gagged and choked but he would not let me off his cock. He pushed into my mouth, I gasped for air and let myself be entered. I tried to suck and slurp him the best I could. There was much gagging on my part with him laughing and barking out orders to take it if I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me, he was glorious, there was no way I wouldn't do what it took. I took it, but I don't suck like guys in porno, he kept telling me to do better if I wanted his cock up my hole. I was getting overwhelmed. I wanted to please but his cock was bigger than anything I hade sucked on before. I started to panic and forgot my submission and tried to get up and away. He noticed this and forced me back on my knees, he wouldn't let me get away, he kept a firm hand on my head and pressed his cock into my mouth, I started to panic, but he told me to look up at him. I did and I locked eyes with him, I could see his desire for me in his eyes as he pushed his dick into me and I relaxed a bit, I could also see an intensity in his eyes that made me want to take him in me. I don't know what he did to be but whatever it was it worked and I found myself taking him deeper than I had any other man's cock. I was not getting all of him in me but his cock was down my throat getting off on the way my body frantically tried to take him. Mentally giving myself up to him was easy, physically I was a mess, gagging and gasping for air a lot as my body tried to regain control. It was a struggle but his strong hands and harsh words kept me on my knees as he fucked my face. I was being torn down crying and gasping form a combination of desire and panic. When his cock would leave my mouth I would feel a rush of relief followed by an intense ache to have him back in me He pulled away from me and walked away, I stumbled to my feet and ran after him. He led me to his bed room and with a hand behind my neck he pushed me face first into his bed and with one hand in behind my shoulder blades he pinned me down. I felt his cock between my cheeks and gasped. His head pushed into me and found its way to my hole. I thought he would stop but he slid into me and just kept going. I tried to struggle and I cried out but he just laughed. He went full hilt in me and quickly pulled out and did it again. I was struggling against him but his body dominated mine and there was nothing I could do to get out from under him. I was sweating, crying and moaning all at once, I couldn't tell if I was having a good time or not. I became aware of how hard my cock was and then I knew the truth. I relaxed and let myself feel his power over me. That must have translated into how my ass was taking his raw cock because he shift into pinning me down to encasing me with his body, he replaced the long impaling with deep humping, his cock pushed into me and stretching my hole. I am a cum slut. I have tried to deny this but right then and then there was no denying how I was feeling. I had given myself to this man and as I felt the power of his body over me I felt a craving grow in me. He was fucking me raw, his cock was in me making all my pleasure radiate from where he was inside me and I knew that when he came I wanted it in me. I wish I could say that I fucked back and that my ability to milk his cock matched my desire but I couldn't, he was taking me how he wanted. I could feel myself resist with each contraction but surrender and open up with each thrust. He was breaking me down and I loved it. As my resistance grew weaker my desire grew stronger and I felt myself open up fully to his cock. I could feel his pace pick up and his thrusts grew more and more frenzied. He was taking to me, calling me bitch, slut and all sorts of hot things but I was too into feeling his cock throb in me. I answered him with "yes, yes, yes" and then instinctively said "Yes cum in me". That became my chant as he worked himself into an orgasm. He stopped and slowly slid all the way in me and pushed me into the bed, everything was quite and then I felt him shooting deep in me. I went blank with ecstasy. His load filled me, warming me, soothing that ache I was having. I would feel his cock spurt and throb in me and my whole body would quiver. I had to admit that feeling was what I craved. He came a lot, each spurt causing tremors through out my body, each spurt filling me with his warm cum. I love that moment when a top is coming in me and I still feel how hard my cock is in response. It shows me how much I love this. As he finished he pulled out of me and I slid backward with him, I slid down the side of his bed and my cock was pressed between my sweaty body and the bed and in just that moment started to turn around I started to shoot my load. He saw happening and the look he gave me was of complete understanding and lust. I knew at that moment that I would do whatever he wanted if it meant he put his load in me.

My second breeding by my black fuck buddy, came sooner than I expected. It had been a day since I had begged him to pull the condom off and fuck me raw, my ass was still throbbing and my mind was racing about what I had just done. I had worry and doubt but they were overwhelmed by the intense feeling that taking his load was one of the most intense and pleasurable things I had done, I loved it. I felt a combination of lust, humiliation and pride for taking him raw and being bred by him. At a rare moment during the day when I was not thinking about this, I got his text. Usually we hook up and don't see each other or communicate for a few weeks, so a text the day after was unusual. I look at my phone and I see his message: "My cock felt so good up your ass last night, I want to breed you again." I was immediately turned on and I felt a craving between my legs. I was distracted by the feelings I was having both physical and mental, when his next text came in, it read: "You loved my raw cock, you loved taking my load, you want more, admit it." I couldn't deny what he said, but having him say that he wanted to fuck me raw again combined with the invite to admit I loved it was freeing. Usually I would get fucked and go for weeks without thinking about it or craving it, but after taking his load last night I wanted it again. The desire was intense, I was unsure as to why, but I didn't deny it, I texted back "Yes I do". He texted me back telling me to get to his place within the hour. I raced through the things I needed to get done, took a quick shower and made it to his place with in the hour, something about doing as he wanted was turning me on the whole time. He buzzed me in his building and left his door cracked open. I walked in and quickly shut it behind me. I could see he was naked on his bed and his big beautiful black cock as just starting to show his excitement. I could hardly contain myself, I made a b-line to his bed room, my eyes fixed on his cock. Something in my face must have showed him how much I craved him because I saw his cock grow in hardness. Just as I got to the bed he said "Stop, strip and tell my why you are here". Oh the agony, I just wanted to feel him in me, but he knew how to take charge and that got me even more excited. "I am here because I want you to fuck me.". Is that all? he asks. No, is my answer back. "Tell me what you want!" he orders, my answer was "I want you to fuck me raw and I want you to breed me, I want to feel you shoot your load deep in me". With each word I saw his cock throb with excitement, as his cock responded to me I felt my body come alive with a yearning for his cock, to feel him in me. I didn't understand why I was begging another man to fuck me, begging him to do it raw and begging him to leave his load deep in me, but I was and it felt true. I felt my whole body come alive in admitting my need for him to be inside me. I felt that I needed to take him how ever he wanted me and I distinctly felt the need to feel him come in me. The realization was intense and I was instantly hard and stripped myself naked. He said "I am turning you into a cum slut." Yes was my answer and with that I dropped to my knees, crawled up between his legs and start to worship his cock. I started by licking the base of him and as he grew, sliding my tongue up to his head. I saw a bead of precome glisten on his head and my tongue instinctively moved to it and licked it up. I never liked the taste of come, I have never had a full load in my mouth, but knowing his come was going to be in me soon changed my mind, his precome tasted gross, but I loved that I was taking it, little did I know that a few weeks later I would be begging him to fill my mouth with his come. I worked his cock with my mouth and tongue, getting his huge cock hard as I could. I straddled his leg as I sucked him. My cock, which is almost 3" smaller than his was hard and as I was sucking him I humped his leg. His cock is big, almost 9" and thick, I am not an expert cock sucker but I was so hungry for him to be in me that I was pushing myself to take his cock as deep as I could. He laid back and just let me go at it, letting me know when I was pleasing him, whispering under his breath to work his cock like the little bitch I was. I would catch a break by licking his balls, I loved the way his cock quivered when my tongue would get behind his balls. Making his cock hard, making him quiver and pleasing his cock became the sole reason I was there. In doing this I felt harder myself, but the feeling that overshadowed my erection was the craving of wanting him inside me. It was like all pleasure turned inward and it would not be satiated with out his cock in me. I know that it meant taking him raw and it meant that I would be taking his load. I lost myself to these thoughts and sucked away at him. After a while of this slid away and pulled himself from my mouth. He stood up off the bed, I dropped to my knees in front of him and tried to get him back in my mouth. He held his cock in front of my face and put his hand on my head preventing me from taking him. "I want you to look at this cock boy and beg me to fuck you!" I didn't need much prompting, I begged for all I was worth, got quivers in my hole when I saw how his cock responded to my desire for it. He pulled me to my feet and I stood with is hard cock pressing into me. He looked in my eyes and said "Tell me again." I looked up into his face, locked eyes with him, I wanted to turn away, I felt so humiliated and excited that I could barely speak, but he wanted me to say it and not hide from it. I blurted out "I want you to fuck me man, I want to feel your beautiful cock deep in me. I want to take you raw like I should and I want you to fuck my ass until you come in me." He told me to keep telling him that. I did, it became a mantra, I stood there looking into his face and each time I admitted him that I wanted his cock and his come in me the more excited and hungry for it I got. Just when I thought I couldn't take it he motioned for me to get on the bed, I got on my hands and knees and proudly presented him my ass. He grabbed my cheeks and spreed me apart. "You still sore from yesterday aren't you bitch?" Yes was my reply, "Well it don't matter because now you are going to take it again, and if I want to do it again after that I am going to, you got that?" Yes was my reply, hearing him tell me how he was going to take me whenever he wanted drove me wild, I was in the exact position I wanted to be in, I didn't know it until then, but the thought of him fucking me and breeding me over and over again made me breathless. Yes it was what I wanted. I felt his breath on my hole and gasped as his tongue flicked across my hole, I nearly jumped but settled down so he could go to work on my hole. "Yeah, you got a manpussy, you know you need it worked on by me." He worked his tongue in me getting my hole wetter and wetter. I gave my ass up to him, he took control of me. I was lost to him and knew I would not be found until he was done with me. He pulled away from me and I knew what was coming next. I felt the tip of his head press against my asshole, I could feel the natural heat of his cock on my sensitive hole. He slid himself into me, I gasped and moaned my pleasure, it hurt but in a really amazing good way, the pain and pleasure had my whole body on fire. He slid himself all the way down and I felt his balls slap against me, he slowly pulled out and pulled out all the way. I whimpered when he left me and begged for him to get back in me, but before I could get out my appeal he slid into me again, going all the way in, I bit my lip taking it as I should. "Yeah I am going to punch fuck you like this, make your sore ass take me." . He repeated this over and over again, each time the pain got lower and the pleasure grew. "Yeah bitch, you know this is how you want my cock." He was right, I wanted him to fuck me however he wanted, I loved the feel of his raw cock in me. I was taking it rough and raw right then and I just kept taking it. I was afraid of my desire for this, it was so pure and primal and I loved how it made me feel. I got in touch with how much I yearned for him to fuck me. There I was taking his big black cock, my whole being focused on his cock, forgetting that my cock existed except as a tribute the his cock inside me. I couldn't believe how I felt taking his cock like this, it felt so good, so naughty and so pleasurable. I felt so proud taking his cock, ever time he filled me I felt so full and so alive. Giving up my ass to his raw cock was the ultimate in submission, craving his load in me was the ultimate admission that I was his and he owned my ass. These were the the thoughts that flashed in and out of my brain as he slid his cock in and out of me, I didn't say any of this I just moaned and whimpered. My arms gave way and my head and chest pressed down into the bed. He had his hands on my hips and had stopped with is punch fucking. He held his cock deep in me and let my ass adjust to him, I focused myself on milking him, I contracted my hole and tried to milk his cock for all I was worth. It seemed to get him excited because he started to hump me in time to my contractions. For a few minutes we were in perfect synch. Big black cock humping willing tight white ass, I felt myself open up and any soreness was washed away in pure pleasure. This is what I craved, that moment when a man opens me up and the feel of his cock inside is better than any high I could pursue. He seemed to know that he brought me to that spot, he also knows that once he does he can do whatever he wants to my ass because I have truly become in tune with his cock. He gripped me harder and his gentle humping turned grew into heavy duty pounding of my ass. I tried to match him, but he was too fast, to deep and too intense, it was all I could do to to hold on and take it and take it I did. I don't know how long this went on, I lost track of any time. I do know he can go a long time. I felt his hand reach around and grab my hard cock. The feeling of of his strong hand grabbing me combined with the feel of his hard cock filling me was too much, it only took him a few strokes of my cock and I started to come. He held his cock deep in me as I spewed onto the bed. He moaned with pleasure as my ass contracted around his cock. "Yeah man, I love to feel your ass on me as you come. Now that I have emptied you it is time to fill you up with a real man's come." Words like that make me melt, they send me, they tell me that I am doing excataly what I should be doing and basically make me hot. He resumed his pounding of my ass, holding my hips tight and pulling me against him as he thrust into me. I knew he wanted to make sure his cock was deep in me when he came, I wanted the same thing. I was in tune with him, he got quiet and all I could hear was his breathing getting deeper and faster as he was reaching his peak. My ass was alive with him, I was craving that moment when he would shoot inside me. It was all I was living for at that moment. His thrusts grew more intense and wild and I know he was going to come. He pulled me on to him, and pushed his whole body onto mine when he came. I could feel his cock spurt inside me, it started me and I felt my cock get hard in response, his spasms inside me were earthquakes that defined me. Then I felt his warm wet load fill my sensitive willing ass, it felt good to take his seed, it was soothing and fulfilling. Without prompting I told him so, I confessed how good it felt to have him come inside me, how good it felt to take his load like that, how proud I was that he filled me with his come. His response was a simple "Of course". And with that I knew I would be taking his load, craving his raw cock more than ever.

I found the location one day as I was exploring the island I live on, I noticed a green spot on the map that looked like a good excursion and one sunny I went to it. It is a park that used to be the grounds for a manor house, apparently when the owner died he left the grounds to be turned into a park, now the only thing left are the remains of foundation, but if you look carefully you can see that the entire area was landscaped. When I found it I was just on a nature walk, but something inside me clicked, this would be a great place to have sex. It was remote, yet close, not very many people were there, ever, it was beautiful and had lots of little secluded areas where one could enjoy oneself. In a fit of impulse I stripped my clothes and stood buck in a clearing that hung over the beach, yeah it felt right. When you are bi, attached and on the DL hooking up is hard due to not having a space to do it. Add to the mix an attraction to other bi guys who are tops and logistic can be a nightmare. That's what was going on with Matt. We met via Craigslist had good email, IM and phone connection but could never make a hook up work. We met a couple of times for drinks, which was good to prove we were not flakes. The last time invlolved trying to discreetly go to the men's room together because I had to have his cock in my mouth but despite his raging hard on and my desire to feel him inside we kept being too nervous for any real fun. Immediately after finding this place I emailed him and told him that if we could time it right I found a place that was cheap, discreet beyond our wildest dreams and with a slight risk factor that instead of being distracting seemed exciting. We planned a morning together, a weekday and played hooky from work. He came over on the ferry and I picked him up. It was 10 am and we drove to the place, silent but with baited breath. I parked a the trail head on a barely visible road, we winded our way down into the valley with the woods getting deeper we started to relax. I was super horny and felt uninhibited I reached over and put my hand on Matt's crotch and said "I really want to feel your cock in me!" and proceeded to tell him how much I have been thinking about sucking his cock and how much I want to feel him inside me. I told him how I wanted to open myself up to him and feel him deep in me, that I wanted him to fuck me deep and hard. "Oh I will man, I will" was his reply. We get down to the spot I picked, it was where I had stripped before, it was secluded, up a rise from where the path emptied so we could see and hear people coming, surrounded by thick trees and steep hillsides and over looking the water. There was a large tree that we would e behind that would block any body from the water seeing us. I told him this was where I was thinking. He seemed to think it was great. "So can I have your cock now?" I asked as I walked up to him with my eyes looking down at his crotch. "Yes you can" was his reply and I dropped to my knees and worked his cock out of his pants and started slowly sucking and worshiping his cock. Matt is 6'2" and in pretty good shape, swimmers build with an 8" cut cock that sticks straight out. He is moderately hairy but other wise clean cut, typical image of a straight jockish type. I am 5'9" with great cyclists legs, moderately hairy and could stand go down two inches from my waistline to be really hot to most guys. I have a nice bubble butt that guys into asses seem to love. I really get into being a total bottom with guys like Matt, taller masculine, guys who have a cock bigger than mine. I wasn't sure how it would go with him, but there I was sucking his cock outside in the woods and it was good. I worked his head with my tongue and mouth, sucking him and teasing him. I was horny as hell and all this planning and build up made me crazy for cock. I get off on pleasing a top guy and I wanted to be a good fuck for him. Matt sighed and I felt his cock get harder in my mouth. I slowly worked his cock deeper and deeper into my throat, sucking for all I was worth. I looked up at him and saw him smiling a wicked smile at me and let out a deep sigh, his lack of words struck me deep and I wanted to please him. I pushed him deeper down my throat and he held my head on him as I worked my muscles around his thick cock. I felt his balls contract and before I knew it he was cumming down my throat. I was shocked and not expecting it and started to gag, but he held me onto him and I felt his cum hit the back of my throat and go down. I had a mix of feelings, how dare he shoot his load with just a blow job, he knew I wanted him to fuck me and I wasn't expecting him to cum like that! But I also had this wonderful feeling of accomplishment and submission of feeling this man's cock in my mouth and his cum shooting down my throat. So there I was on my knees out in the open with another man's cock in my mouth his cum in my body and I felt like a total bottom and loved it. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, I gasped for air, whipped my eyes and looked up at him, I must have had a combination of humiliation and lust in my eyes because he said "Don't worry, you are going to get more of my cock, but now I am going to play with your ass". We spread out the blanket I brought and I stripped for him. I felt vulnerable being completely naked outside like this, but I was excited and dripping precum like crazy. I laid on my back and Matt got between my legs and started to rim my ass. I pushed into him as he worked my hole with his tongue. He flipped me over to my hands and knees and worked his tongue deep into my ass. I moaned and squirmed, my hard cock was flailing around as he made me come alive by working my hole. I found myself begging for him to fuck me. He said that once he started fucking me he would not stop until he was satisfied. I said Yes gawd please fuck me, and he said, that he could go for a long time and he would not put up with any resistance, if I give up my ass to him he gets to use it. I paused, but I said yes, please that is what I have wanted for weeks. He reached over into the bag I brought and pulled out the lube, I heard him fumbling around and slightly curse, I sat up and asked what was wrong. He couldn't find the condoms, I rifled through the bag myself and there were none to be found. I started to loose my erection as did Matt at the prospect of no fucking. I looked at him, at his beautiful cock and I said to myself what the fuck it I wanted his cock anyway. There is a certain point as a bottom when you give into to the desire to feel another man's raw cock in you, the feeling is intense but so is the thought of being so open to another man that you are willing to take his seed in you. I looked at him and said "Fuck me raw man, you already filled my throat with your seed, you might as well fill my ass with your load man." He paused and I said "Don't make me have to to beg, but I will." With that he said, "Get your ass up man!" I did and I felt his lubed cock press onto my tight willing hole, I gasped as he slid slowly into me, he didn't stop but slowly pushed his cock all they way into me, filling me up with his manhood and stopping when his balls slapped my ass. I moaned and had tried to push away from him as he did this, but he held my hips and had my legs pinned so all I could do was take it, I practically screamed and went out of my head with the mix of pain and pleasure. As I recovered I felt exhilerated that there I was naked, outdoors with Matt's 8" raw cock deep in me. Matt moaned with pleasure as my ass worked his cock. He slowly pumped deep in me and I gasped with each thrust. He humped me like that for about 5 minutes, his body engulfing mine as his cock penetrated me. He was was moaning in my ear his hot breath on my neck. He told me to open up for him and I wanted too. My body reacted to his cock by quivering and shaking, I felt alive and on fire. After another 5 or so minutes of his cock buried deep in me he reared up and worked into full length strokes, slowly at first and working his way to a full on pounding. I pushed my head down into the blanket and pushed back for all I was worth. At some point I lost track of time, I was just feeling his cock in me, feeling myself open up to his man hood and all my desire was to keep feeling this way. Matt was long dicking me and my whole body was in tune with his cock, he would quiver and my body felt like it was shocked with lightening. He just kept sliding his full length in and out of me. He fucked the lube off and had to reapply several times. Each time I thought of stopping but remembered I said I wanted to go the distance. I was starting to get worn out but it felt so good. Then I remembered he would be cumming in me and that gave me the desire to carry on with this long fucking I was getting. The whole time Matt was moaning a good deep throaty moan, masculine but letting me know he is in intense pleasure. I loved knowing my ass was the cause of this. My cock was hard and swinging in the breeze playing out a counter rhythm of his fucking. I had worked up a sweat as had he and I could feel the way his crotch slid on my ass. I felt this intense feeling of this is how man on man sex should be, raw and in nature, naked, sweaty and never ending. By this time I could not keep myself up on my hands and knees, Matt's body was covering me completely as he humped me from behind. Being dicked like this makes me feel owned, my whole body inside and out are owned by this top. My cock pressed into the ground unable to move as his has free reign in my ass. I was in heaven and constantly aware of how his cock was in me raw. I have taken loads before and have to admit I really love it. I love feeling another man shoot his load in me, it feels awesome, but also reaffirms my place as a bottom and taking that energy from a man is amazing. Sometimes the feeling is worshipful and other times it is humiliating in an awesome sense, either way it is hot and I am becoming accustomed to feeling cum fill my ass. So with that in mind I started telling Matt I wanted him to cum in me, the begging must have been what he needed to hear because he pulled me up to my knees and bucked into me. My cock was aching from all this turn on so I reached in and lightly stroked it. It doesn't take much to make me cum when I have a big raw cock up my ass. I heard Matt gasp that he was cumming and I felt his load fill my guts, With a few deft strokes I reached my orgasm just as the last of his glorious spurts was ending. He moaned and laughed at how good it felt, "I love this ass man, you take it like a champ" he said. Hearing that felt awesome, it felt so good feeling that beautiful cock shoot off inside me. I loved being naked under the sun with my new fbuds cum in my ass and knowing I had also swallowed his load earlier. After he pulled out, I laid there for a while, feeling his seed drip out of me contemplating the sky and wonderfully satisfied. Hopefully I can find more time to come down to this spot. More importantly hopefully I can make more time and find more places to take more of Matt's cum.

I was 18. This was a long time ago, safe sex was not talked about because things had not made the headlines, let alone been anything that anyone even whispered about, so there was no thoughts about anything the way we've been thinking about things over that past 3 decades. My friend Ian was a class ahead of me in high school and was openly gay. It was a brave thing then and he was a bit of a hero to me. In my senior year, Ian had his own place and was where we had our parties, bands would play, people would crash and all sorts of stuff would happen. I tended to keep out of the fray but it was a fun scene. One night my best friend and band mate and I were hanging out at Ian's place. Ian had procured a big bottle of vodka and we were up drinking most of the evening, not sloppy drunk, but fun drunk, listening to music and goofing around. I had never been attracted to Ian or other guys, but I know that there would be someone somewhere who would get my juices going, I just wasn't sure when or where. At some point in the night Ian and my best friend crash in Ian's bed room and I am up. We'd been goofing around with Ian's clothes and I was wearing a silk robe with nothing but my boxers, and ascot and velvet slippers on. It was a hot summer night so I went out to sit on Ian's porch and finish my drink, I was not tired, nicely buzzed and felt really alive. Just then one of Ian's friends, Mike comes up the stairs and startles me. I know Mike from our various parties and happenings. He is a 6'2" black guy who plays foot ball for the catholic school in our home town. He is into ska, punk, funk and the new wave electronic music we were all into and is a decent guy. In high school nobody would have thought he was gay, but what do high school guys know. Mike and I start chatting and I pour him a drink, we hang out and are getting chummy. We talk about Ian being out and how fun he is. I ask if he has ever slept with Ian, Mike says no, he didn't think he was gay, but he isn't going to say for sure. I agree with him and say, how do I know the only thing I have ever done was play doctor with friend in junior high. This subject quickly moves on to if we would do anything now, I say sure and Mike seems very interested in my openness and asks if I wanted to try something with him. I say sure, can you guess a common theme in my state of mind. We go to the extra bed room and awkwardly paw at each other. I strip him down to his briefs before I take off my boxers, but keep my robe on. He slips his hands onto my cock and stroke me through the silk robe. I moan and reach for his cock. He is hard and hung big. He pulls my cock out and I see his hand on my cock stroking and I am turned on, I pull him out and pull his cock against mine. We rub cocks for a while and the feeling is awesome. He puts his arm around me and his cock slides under mine and under my balls. I feel his cock between my legs with my cock pressed up against his stomach, I love this feeling and swoon. He tells me he wants me to suck his cock, so I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. I had never sucked cock before so I am not sure how great it was but we were both enjoying it. We move to the bed and 69, both tentative with each others cock, but also going for it and making each other moan like crazy. I am loving the feel of his cock in me and the attention his is paying to my cock. After fumbling around for a while Mike ask me if I want him to fuck me. "Sure" I say, I had never been fucked, never had my ass played with but when he pushed his cock between my legs I felt a longing there. I get on my hands and knee and grab the foot board of the bed. Mike kneels behind me and I feel his hard cock on my ass, he positions himself so I can feel his cock against me. He spits onto his cock and puts it on my ass. I quiver like crazy and grip the bed for all I am worth. I feel him push into my ass and slide into me. I moan and gasp, my ass clinches up and I try to push him out, he pulls me onto him and a flood of pleasure rushes over me. I push back onto him. His cock in me feels amazing, I start stroking my cock and the pleasure is double if not more. Mike is moaning softly and pumping his cock into my ass and I grunt as he goes in. Mikes cock is thick and stretching me and the sensation is odd but feels good. I feel mike loose control and he starts to buck into me hard, he pushes down on me and I collapse underneath him. I am flat against the mattress with his big black cock up my ass when I here him grunt really loud and I feel him cum in me. It felt like water in my ass, but it was warm. His cock felt good inside me shooting and I moaned at the sensation. Mike pulled out and I felt his cum drip out of me. I flipped over and he grabbed my cock and with a few quick strokes I came all over my belly. Self conscious, I ran to the bathroom and got into the shower. When I came out Mike was gone. It would be a few weeks later, when school was out that I would see him again. We spent the summer sucking and fucking like that over and over again. College happened and I never saw him again. Later in life I realize what we did was really hot but was now defined as really risky. I was glad my first time was innocent and included the intimacy of taking a guys load.

I met him on Craigslist. I hadn't had sex with a guy in over three years. Being bi and married just didn't leave much time for fucking around with guys. In addition, I am a bit picky. I like total top guys who take control and for some reason those who had a place and could deal with my hectic schedule were hard to come by. I also like verbally aggressive guys who get into sexually dominating other guys. For some reason the more verbal and demanding a guy is, the more I want to open up to him. I will write more about how I learned this later. I had been cruising Craigslist and various websites for a while with some success but as is the nature of on-line stuff there was a lot of talk and no action. I worked through the haystack of flakes and guys where there was no connection or chemistry, but eventually focused on a guy where we shared a decent level of email and IM chat so there was a virtual attraction. We met for coffee. I was sitting across from a tall, handsome, masculine black guy who was in decent shape but not a gym rat. There was chemistry. It's funny how online I can quickly get to hot nasty talk but in person I got very shy. We both seemed to sense that we'd much rather meet in private and it was time to take the next step. He knew what interested me, so he jumped right in. He instructed me to show up at his place and walk in the door and do as I was instructed. I said I would. I went to his apartment. The door was open and I walked in. Sitting on a small table in his entry hall was a mesh jock, a blindfold and a note. The note told me to strip, put the jock on, walk into the next room and put the blindfold on and wait for his further instructions. He ended the note by saying "By doing so you are submitting to me and agree to be my bitch." I was a bit unnerved and thought we might talk a bit first. Not too much but enough to get cozy and for me to get the lay of the land, so to speak, but ultimately I was more turned on by his instructions than to fret about the possible ramifications of what might transpire between us, so I put my nervousness aside. I suppose I was also turned on by the clear message that my cock was secondary, that his cock was the one that mattered. I did as instructed and slipped the jock over my raging hard on, walked into the next room, put on the blind fold on and waited. Soon enough I heard him enter the room whereupon he instructed me to bend over and spread my cheeks so he could check out my manpussy. I thought "Shit, he is just gonna ram it in? What am I in for?" but did as instructed. His hands caressed my ass and he worked his way down to my hole, teasing me with his meaty fingers, at the same time his other big hand grabbed my cock. Not surprisingly I jumped. "Yeah, pussy boy, your hole is nice and tight. I can tell you like your hole worked. Your cock jumped when I touched you. As of this moment you are my hole. Your cock is not important here. You will only feel pleasure servicing my cock, you got that slut?" "Yes" I replied, my voice shaking. "How do you feel doing this for a man? Standing there with your ass out, your cock hard and doing as you are told?" "Excited, scared, horny and willing to do whatever you want" was my answer, all true statements. He told I was a slut and that he was going to use my hole, that he was gonna show me how to service a real man. "You are going to be my pussy boy. You got that?" "Yes," I replied, perhaps weakly, but affirmatively nonetheless. He gave me the following rules. First I was not to touch my cock, second, his cock was the only cock I could touch, third, that I was not to beat off when sucking him or when he was fucking me. Fourth, that I would cum only if "You cum as a consequence of my cock slamming your prostate while fucking your, or if I tell you too do it or if I make you do it. Understand?" "Yes" I replied. This guy knew what I wanted. The whole time he was giving me these instructions he was working his fingers around my hole, teasing me, pushing in and pulling out, prepping me for the main event. Not surprisingly I was having a hard time concentrating. "You like me giving your hole attention, don't you pussy?" "Yes." "Good. Now I am going to show you what a man does with a pussy like you." I hear him drop to his knees behind me and felt his breath on my ass. He massaged my checks and spread them. First I felt his moist breath, then I felt his wet tongue on my ass lips. I gasped, quivering as he licked around my hole. "Faggot likes this, I can tell." he said, then he dove in, pushing his tongue into me. Again I gasped and moaned, relaxing as the pleasure flowed through my body. I felt myself open up as my whole being focused on the sensation of his manly tongue flicking my hole, stimulating the nerves and making my head spin. The pleasure was intense and gave myself up to him to do as he wished. I would have liked to stroke my cock as I did when fantasizing about getting rimmed, but but his instructions forbade as much, so I complied with his rule. I remember at one point I stumbled and he pulled me back to him. That simple action was an undeniable reinforcement that I was his. I felt myself giving myself ever more to him and his demands. He pulled away from me as I straightened-up. I didn't want the pleasure to stop, but clearly did not have any say in the matter. He stood-up and turned me around. His cock brushed my stomach, leaving a smear of pre-cum across my pleasure trail. He then pushed down on my shoulders. His intention was clear. I went down on my knees and opened my mouth, prepared to pleasure his manhood. He placed his hands behind my head, and guided me onto his cock. He immediately filled my mouth, so I struggled to accommodate his thick, long cock. His pre-cum was plentiful and sweet. I was hungry for the opportunity to pleasure him. I swirled my tongue around his cock head. I heard him moan and my cock swelled even more. I struggled to open my throat further, determined to take him down to the root. This guy deserved the very best: both orally and, I presumed, anally. The sensation of his hard plump cock drove me wild. I gave my all to my efforts, desperate to take him down my throat, even if I gagged. He chuckled at my efforts, but urged me on "Wow, you are an eager boy, aren't you cock sucker? Go ahead, pleasure me." I moaned in affirmation and kept at it. I was slobbering all over his cock, pushing every further down on him. I was consumed by the need to fully satisfy him. I was gratified by his encouragements as his rod slid further and further down my throat. His cock was big. He told me it was eight and one-half inches, and I believed him. I don't know why, but I am generally turned-on by the thought of pleasuring a top with a cock visibly bigger than my six inches. Something trips my 'slut' button, and this was no exception. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. I tried to get him back in, but he pulled away. I felt the mattress depress as he sat down, and I crawled over to where I thought he was located. "Not even close cock sucker, over here" he said. Following his voice I made my way over to him, found my way to his crotch, and took his cock with my mouth. I licked his shaft and balls up and down. Naturally he got harder and harder, and I would swear to this day that his cock began throbbing. "You know what the difference between you licking my hole and me licking yours?" "No" I answered. "For me it is preparing the pussy I am going to fuck. For you it is licking a man's ass because you are a pussy boy who will do whatever it takes to get fucked." I got his message, found his hole and rimmed him for all I was worth. I had never done it, I thought I would gag but he was clean and while the thought of my tongue on a man's ass kind was not something I would have willingly done, I enjoyed being pushed into doing something I had never done. Somehow he knew me better than I knew myself. "Get back to sucking my cock slut" he ordered. I obeyed. He told me that I would only get fucked if I could make my lips touch his pubes. I cringed at the prospect because I was not adept at deep-throating, but still was desperate to do it. I eagerly tried to take him down my throat, gagging and pulling off to compose myself. I was failing. At one point he said I needed his help and placing his hand on the back of my head, he pushed me down on his cock. I could feel him completely fill my throat. I felt like I was suffocating. I tried to relax, with had only limited success. I made horrible gagging sounds. My body convulsed trying to reject his cock, but he wouldn't let up. He pulled my head back a bit and then pushed me down again, repeating this ordeal over and over. My gag reflex never lightened up. He started to yell at me, called me a bitch and tell me that I wasn't worth fucking. I got upset, I wanted it. I really did I cried in the brief pauses he allowed me for breathing. "Prove it" he said and I would go back on his cock with the same result. I lost my erection. I was worn out, feeling I had taken on more than I could swallow. The thought of not getting fucked by his cock made me panic. He wouldn't let-up on his demand. "Bitch, deep throat my cock or you will be sorry" he hissed. I pleaded that I didn't think I could. He just sat there and said over and over again that if I wanted him to fuck me I would deep throat his cock. He had me there, I did. I had given into him by showing up and putting the jock on and entering his place. He reminded me of this. I started to get more upset that I had put myself into a bad situation, but also upset that I wouldn't get to feel more of his cock in me and that as a pussy boy I failed. I went back on to his cock with the same results, gagging and convulsing. He pushed my head down onto him and magically I felt the scratch of his pubes on my lips, I was gagging and convulsing but I held myself there - well he held me there. I felt his cock spasam in my throat, I found myself opening up to him and I quelled my panic, relaxed and let my mouth and throat feel him in his entirety. I had done it! I had deepthroated my first cock. He pulled me up and as I gasped for air he said I had done it. Instantly my cock got hard again, he must of seen my excitement because he said "Ah, I see your little cock is hard. Guess you know your pussy is next" sliding his cock out of my throat. Pulling me to my feet, I instinctively reached for his cock. I don't know why. He didn't instruct me to grab him. I think I wanted to be anchored by his cock. Remember, I was still blindfolded, and I was definitely reassured by the strength of his manhood. He chuckled and began to to walk away with me in tow, stumbling, perhaps, but definitely in tow. He guided me through a doorway, down a hall and to the foot of a bed. There he positioned me on my back laying on the bed and spread my legs. "Tell me what you want pussy." "Fuck me, please" I replied. "How pussy?" "However you want. My hole is yours." In saying that I suspected I was giving myself up to a rough and potentially humiliating fucking. I heard him squirt lube and open a condom. More lube, this time applied to my ass crack. He lifted up my legs, the head of his cock nudging my hole. Reaching down, I found him and guided him to my hole where he held it there, massaging my ass lips with his head. "Please, please" I begged as he slowly entered. I gasped and cried out. It hurt big time. He pushed himself into me, fortunately holding still as my anal muscles adjusted to his length and his girth. The pain was so intense I was afraid I was torn open, but I did my damnedest to relax, trusting the pain would be temporary. I breathed deep and relaxed letting myself take him and focus all my attention on the way his cock was inside me and the sensations that were coming from it. He must have felt I was ready because he started moving in and out of me, slowly, with a soft rocking motion. The pain did indeed subside, only to be replaced by a wave of deep-rooted pleasure. A drop of pre-cum swelled out of my cock, soaking into my jock strap. I suspect his cock head had made contact with my prostate. My ass opening up to him, gripping and relaxing in rhythm to his thrusts. My cock was hard and straining at the mesh of the jock, I was utterly proud of how my body was responding to his attention. He smiled his pleasure, and asked how I felt. I moaned "Yes" "Yes" "Yes", unable to articulate any complex sentences. I lay my head back and felt my body come alive as I accommodated with his cock. I felt my nipples harden, almost as if electricity had shot into them. I felt my lips tingle and my hands crackle and my cock was spasming in rhythm to his inward thrusts. By this time my ankles were resting on his shoulder as he used his full weight to propel his thrusts. The bed creaked, the head board tapping against the wall. I feel his breath on my lips as he kisses me deep, his tongue thrust down my throat - invading me. My ass had fully opened-up to him, his hairy belly massaging my cock we we rubbed-up against each other. He leaned back, fingering the tip of my cock, rubbing me up and down through my jock, anointing my cock head with my own pre-cum. "Yeah boy, this is like your clit. You've got my cock in you and your little cockclit is alive. I don't even have to stroke you like a real man. I can just touch you and you are squirming - squirting your juices." His touch and talk, coupled with his cock buried deep into my ass just threw me overboard. All I could do was to keep moaning "Yes, yes, yes" to everything he said. His cock rearranging my innards. His cock opening me up, pleasure radiating from my ass to all parts of my body: my cock, nipples, lips, ears - hell - my finger tips! I swear even my hair felt electrified as a consequence of his cocksmanship. He proven his point as to the pleasure I would feel from his cock. "I want you to see this boy" and he took off my blindfold. My eyes adjusted to the dim light and I saw how his big black cock was buried in my hole and how hard I was from it. It was undeniable that I loved it and was turned on by our carnality. I saw how my body moved to match his strokes, that I had fully given myself up to him and his cock. I felt totally entered and used and I loved it. Waves of pleasure shot through me fully consumed me. My whole being was about our rutting. I could barely speak. I could not form coherent thoughts: I was purely reactive. "What are you boy?" he asked me. "Uhh I don't know" I replied. "You are a pussy boy, say it!" "I am a pussy boy, Sir. A pussy boy." A smile was forming on my lips. "Tell me what makes you a pussy boy?" "Your cock, sir. [ugh]." (He punctuated my reply with thrusts into my hole, which made it difficult for me to speak. "Your cock is all that matters. [ugh] I love feeling your cock in me. My cock [ugh] doesn't matter. Your pleasure [ugh] is everything. I love pleasuring you [ugh] pleasuring your [ugh, Ugh] cock." Then I did something I swore I would never do, but I went with it and it is only afterwards that I realized how risky it was. Luckily I had screened him well so there was no issue, but that wasn't going through my mind at the time. I said "[ugh] Please take the condom off - breed me." "Are you sure boy?" he replied, perhaps a bit winded himself. "I want to feel you. I want your cum in my hole. Shoot in me, please!" He didn't say a word. He withdrew from my ass. I whimpered at the sense of emptiness. Shedding the condom, he lubed up his raw cock and pressed it against my hole. I found myself pushing into him, wanting him in me. "Hot damn, boy. You fuckin' slut." "Breed me" was my reply. He slid slowly into my ass. I moaned crazily. I suppose some would argue bareback doesn't feel all that different than safe sex, but you couldn't get me to agree with that view. In the heightened state of arousal I was experiencing, combined with the knowledge I had asked a man to cum in me, I felt fully complete. He kept at it with the long slow strokes. I matched him, thrust by thrust. His pace accelerated as he began pounding away at me with deep, hard, maniacal, concentrated strokes. I was moaning and screaming and, perhaps, even scared, as he had me pinned my legs over his shoulders, my ass opened up fully, his arms over my shoulders pinning me into the right position to accommodate his thrusts. I lost had lost all control. My body spasmed and quivered. I couldn't match his thrusts, which meant I actually could focus on the reality of his cock penetrating my ass. He repeatedly called me his 'bitch', telling me he was going to breed my bitch hole. I was just able to keep repeating "Yes, yes, yes," over and over again. Then it happened: I felt something deep in my cock erupt: my balls twitched, tightened-up, and then I blew, while shouting "I'm cumming!" He continued with his anal assault, and as my cum hit his belly he said "Yeah man, I'm fucking the cum out of you bitch. You are a pussy, aren't you?" "Yes, yes, yes" was my answer. His motions became increasingly erratic. I could tell he was close. "Okay, boy, take my cum" he said and with that he slid all the way into my ass and held still, effectively pinning me down. I felt his cock shoot inside me. It sent shock waves up and down my body. I felt his cock quiver over and over again inside me as his cum warmly filled me. I felt so proud, so worthy of his load. I had done good and feeling him load me up was my reward. He pulled out and his load followed, dripping out of me. I was still turned on. He saw my cock was still hard and told me to stroke it as his cum dripped out of me. In so doing, I felt like his total bitch. Getting myself off to the feeling of his load dripping out of me. But that was what I was. I stroked and came again. He watched me the whole time, when done he walked out of the room. I went to the shower cleaned up and left. Later I had my freak-out about what I had done. Not getting fucked, but the getting fucked raw. Luckily he was clean as was I. When we talked about it we agreed it was a risky thing we had done, but now having done it, we agreed to do it again. Frankly, the thought of him breeding me over and over got me weak in the knees. More was to happen. I grew to crave the sensation of barebacking with him. We spent about three years fucking like this before I moved away.