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This Halloween weekend apparently I drank too much, which is unusual for me because I am very careful. When I got back to the bath house I went up to the play room to hopefully take a few loads. I parked myself on the fuck bench and then proceeded to drift in and out of consciousness. Was there something in one of those drinks? I know I got fucked by two guys but I was up there for quite a while and have no idea if it was only two or twenty. I love the idea that guy after guy used my ass but have no way of knowing. I did not feel especially cummy afterwords but that does not mean anything. As I sobered up I got fucked by several men over the course of the night and morning and only one gave their load. I won't make this mistake again. I don't make it to the bath house very often and I want to enjoy every cock I manage to get!
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Hey Guys, I've been reading the posts here and to my surprise, they are very well moderated and many members here are very matured and professional (and nasty kinky pigs, respectively). Being a newbie, I'd appreciate your insight. I found out that I got HIV in June 2014 (along with diagnosed with secondary Syphilis and treated with a one-time penicillin injection in the ass) and now(Jan 2015) just achieved UD. Still clearing from recent fresh Syphilis, Gono, and Hepes (Feb 2015). My doctor said I should remain abstinence until I'm all cleared (since Syphilis takes 3-4 months, I assume it'd be until my next follow up in next month). I've made up my mind to just settle with Fort Troff toys and some good porns like Viral Load and Breeding Season from now on till I'm cleared (or possible forever ), because Penicillin's a bitch! I wonder if you could share with me your opinion on a few things below: 1. Various researches and articles on super-infection risks, admittedly mention that there are no evidences suggesting that people living with HIV who are on successful HAART treatment, are at risk of super-infection despite having unsafe penetrative sex with those who are on successful HAART treatment and/or HIV infected individuals who are not on HAART treatment. What is your take on this? 2. If it is true, does that explain why bareback sex parties amongst HIV positive men (i.e. POZ parties) are rapidly growing worldwide because, besides contracting other STIs and STDs, there is no worry of super-infection for HIV positive men who are on successful HAART treatment to be participating in such activities? 3. How do you guys manage your STDs being bathhouse whores & cumdumps?(which by the way I am deeply guilty of). It seems so easy to contract these nasty bugs. I am so worried when my health care provider told me (as he injects me with Penicillin), "Bro, you need to use condoms. You are getting another Syphilis within 6 months since you got your injection. If the duration of re-occurrence is so close, the damage in your body continues and eventually you will get NeuroSyphilis." 4. I bumped into an all-loads-are-welcome Cumdump recently and asked him how he deals with STDs. He said, "Vaseline. It coats your ass so no STDs have the chance to go in". And he said he never had STD before (which I doubt). Wonder anyone is doing the same or experienced it first hand that it doesn't work? CumDump Whore, BrokenCondom -
Actually, I was kind of happy for the break. One- I could tell I was getting dehydrated, and needed to go fill my water bottles. Two- I hadn't seen my BF Pete for several hours. Now, we're certainly okay about playing with others, but we do like to check in from time to time to make sure we're both alright and both having a good time. And three- when I parTy, I find that I get easily bored with the same 'scene,' and need new 'stimuli' to keep my interest in line with my high..... (shallow, but true). I took four water bottles to the fountain by the stairs and started filling them up, taking time to drink from the fountain between filling. I must have been a sight, 'cause I hadn't bothered to put on any shorts or a towel, and I was covered in dried j-lube and smears of crisco. A few knowing looks by passersby made me laugh at the situation. I took the bottles back to the room, grabbed my towel and headed down to the first floor to the large community shower to clean up. The place was pretty dead, save for the lonely souls pacing the hallways looking for one more hookup. The sound of the shower drew a few curiosity seekers as I soaped my body over and over, trying to remove the layers of grease, lube and bodily fluids. As much as I like sleaze, cleaning up occasionally becomes a necessity. Plus, the open exhibitionism in a public shower revs up all those old high school and college gym fantasies! And...gettin' clean just means that I get to start gettin' dirty all over again!!! After drying off, I stopped by the front desk to trade my towel in for a fresh one. Randy (a playbuddy) was working. Sometimes we trade stories or information about patrons, but he had a line of guys waiting to check in, so he was trying to be very professional. "You wanna go ahead and renew? Your time's just about up," he asked. "Shit! What time is it?" I said, wondering where the time had gone. "Nine-thirty Sunday morning, babe," Randy replied. I handed over my key to get my wallet out of the lockbox, and renewed one more time. "Thanks, man," I said, winking at Randy, and trying to remember where the last 36 hours had gone... On the way back to the room, I stopped on the second floor to check for any action. Coming down one of the hallways toward me, I saw a hot guy with his towel slung over his shoulder. He was stopping at open doors and checking out the inhabitants, and tugging on a very shrunken dick. As I got closer, I realized it was my BF Pete! "Hey, hot man!" I said, grabbing his muscular ass. He stared at me, clearly spun out of his mind, before finally recognizing me. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed, realizing how out of it he must have been to not recognize his lover. "I think you need some water, honey," I said, rubbing our stubbled cheeks together. "Uh-huh," he replied, clearly coming out of 'cruise mode,' and relaxing into my arms. I walked him to the nearest water fountain and made him drink. Then we continued up the stairs to the third floor, where I led him to the single shower stall and made him rinse off. The brief shower seemed to sort of revive him, and we headed back to the room for more water and a cigarette. After he'd finished one of the bottles of water, I handed him a bottle of Gatorade (really - just Gatorade!!!) to replenish his electrolytes. "Just sip it, babe," I cautioned. Within about 20 minutes, I could see he was starting to look and act more coherent - - - and glad that I had rescued him. Make no mistake...we were both still high...just a little more in control. "So, how many loads ya got?" I asked, easily sliding two fingers into his wrecked hole. "Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned, raising his hips to impale himself on my fingers. "I sorta lost track... got at least two from the black guy you left me with. He was fuckin' hot - and man could he fuck! Glad you fisted me before we hooked up - he was amazed at how easy I took him," Pete said, dreamily recounting the evening. "Then, when I couldn't find you, I went to the maze and laid in the sling for awhile and took - uhhhh - maybe three more loads. One guy asked if I wanted to come back and party with him and his boyfriend, so I ended up in the "Blacklight Room" for awhile. They had some reallllllly good shit - guess that's where I got so fucked up...." he said, caressing my wrist as I worked fingers three and four into his slimy hole. "Hey, how are we on time?" Pete asked. "Don't worry, babe. I already renewed us - - - again," I reassured him. "How much ice we got left?" he said, referring to Miss Tina. With my free hand, I reached deep into one of my leather boots and pulled out two fresh quarter bags. "Ya think this'll last us?" I smiled. "I dunno. The way I feel right now, I could spend another day here," he grinned. I hid the bags again, and pulled my fingers out of his ass. Grabbing a paper towel off the roll we'd brought with us. I wiped my hand dry of the lube and cum from Pete's hole. Then I rummaged through our duffle bag and pulled out some more leather. "Here - put these on," I said, tossing a pair of black leather chaps onto his chest. I found my own pair of Nasty Pig rubber chaps with the red stripe down the side, and sat down to put them on. Pete knew where I was going with this. If you wanna play rough, it helps to look the part! He found our leather harnesses, and we helped each other put them on. Next came the armbands. Pete picked a pair of black leather ones with a red stripe, and I found a pair of black leather ones with black pyramid studs. All through the ritual of dressing each other, we kissed and touched each other's hot bodies - reconnecting after a long night of being apart. "Pig!" "Whore!" "Slut!" "Fucker!" we called each other...the names that had originally drawn us to each other. "God, you're hot!" I said, before plunging my tongue down his throat. "Mmmmm - and I love you!" he growled in my ear. Pete dug into the duffle bag again, fishing around, and finally came up with a small plastic pill bottle. He opened the top and shook a variety of different colored pills into his palm. Poking them around with his index finger, he finally chose a pink one. Holding it up for me to see, he said, "A little X?" "Throw me into that briar patch, daddy!" I answered. He bit the pill in half, and placed one half on my tongue and the other on his. We took turns swigging more Gatorade to wash it down, and lit two more cigarettes to pass the time while the added drug started to take effect. "Hey, where's that new fisting DVD?" Pete asked. (We had brought a small portable DVD player and hooked it up to the small TV in the room, so we could add to the porn choices that were available. Sometimes, after being at the baths for as long as we had, you start seeing the same stuff over and over again - - - and our choice of the harder core videos can attract a "certain type" of audience to our room if they're bored with some of the more "vanilla" offerings...) I found it and popped it in the player. It was full of hot, hairy daddies in leather, fisting each other in a dungeon. Between the ample drugs, my hot boyfriend, and whoever was wandering the hallways - - - we were going to do our best to bring the DVD to life!!! The "X" started as a slow vibration across my chest - - - then spread down my torso - - - and eventually hit my asspucker. "You feelin' it, babe?" I asked. "Mmmmm-hmmmmm," Pete answered dreamily, letting his fingers lightly graze his sensitive nipples. I moved between his legs, letting my tongue trace a path from his stretched balls - up his hairy abs - to his eraser tits - and finally to his mouth. "Let's go get fucked," I whispered in his ear. "Just as soon as we do a bump," Pete whispered back. Not that we needed any more Tina - - - but when you get to a certain state - - - you think more just makes it .........more! I picked up the bag that we'd been using, and rolled a bottle of poppers over it to crush the few remaining shards into a fine powder. Pete laid back and spread his cheeks to expose his swollen hole. I licked my index finger and stuck it in the baggy, making sure I got a good dose to adhere. "Open up for Daddy!" I teased, while carefully guiding the crystal-covered finger toward Pete's hole. "Push it out, pig!" I commanded. The purple ring started to open, revealing the red inner folds of his rectum. "Fuck yeah! Show me that rose," I encouraged him. When he was good and open, I inserted my finger, watching it disappear in the warm tissue of his ass. "Fuccccckkkkkkk!" Pete moaned. I kept going until I was buried up to the last knuckle, and then slowly rotated my finger to make sure the drug was completely deposited in his fuckhole. When I finally pulled my finger out, I stuck it in my mouth and swabbed my lower gums to deposit any leftover Tina - - - and some strange cum that was deep in Pete's ass... "Okay - me next," I said, handing him the baggie and getting on my hands and knees. He returned the favor, giving me a liberal bump for the road. We snapped leather codpieces to the fronts of our chaps (so we would be free to move about the bathhouse without being called out bv the management for public nudity), and headed out the door to find some action. We heard some movement in the room next to ours (The Leather Dungeon - so called because it comes with a sling and a small jail cell - but the mattress sits directly on the floor and is not the easiest to fuck on). Most of the doors to the rooms were closed - and those that were open were either vacated and waiting to be cleaned, or had somebody laying on their stomach - ass up ready for cock. We walked by a pair of twinks who giggled nervously, staring at the two of us in head-to-toe leather on a Sunday morning. We went down the stairs to the second floor and found things much the same. (The second floor has all single rooms, some with TVs and some without - no 'specialty' rooms. But - - - this is where the maze/darkroom is! We slowly headed toward the entrance of the maze, taking our time so we might catch a glimpse of someone entering or leaving.
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My door will be unlocked- all you need to do is come in get your dick sucked and/or slide your manhood into my fuckhole. Bring a horny friend. In Good Shape HUNG and UNCUT a +. Clean here, ub2. This is for tomorrow evening 5pm-late!
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So I'm not really sure how interesting this is, but I wanted to write it down so I wouldn't forget. There's this guy I've been seeing for a while now. It's nothing too serious since he lives a few hours away, but he's someone I have a lot of feelings for. When we met, he loved taking my cock as much as he could. I'm a bit on the bigger side and that's the way he likes his cocks. The last time we saw each other a few months ago, he asked me to bottom for him. I don't bottom. Ever. For anyone. It just never works out very well. The last time someone successfully got cum in my ass was when I was in college. For some reason, I trust him enough to let myself take him inside me. Though it hurt like a bitch, I eventually got used to it and was actually happy that I was making him feel good. We went for a little while but I never got his load. Well, that all changed this past weekend. I actually was looking forward to seeing him again because I WANTED to bottom for him. I knew what I was getting myself into. His head is huge and hurts like a motherfucker when it goes in, but I wanted it. He was so patient and gentle, but then he fucked me like a champ after I got used to him. I loved it. He was also the first poz (undetectable) load I've ever taken. I doubt I'll ever forget that. I got two loads from him that weekend and he never got one from me. Oh, how things can change. I don't want to bottom for anyone else, but I want him to keep flooding me with his cum.
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Looking for raw hot BB fucking and breeding. High viral loads, AIDS cum, and all other diseased cum/cocks to the front of the line! I want it all!! No strings attached, cum and go. Prelubed, clean, ready to get bred hard and deep. No loads refused EVER! I am addicted to raw poz'd diseased cum deep in my bareback hole and will spread my Whore Hole wide open for anyone to breed! In Augusta, GA, at Parliament House 11/4 - 11/6 for CumUnion. In the maze, I'm always in the cage room upstairs bent over a chair and in the Pig Pen I am always on one of the slings. Don't even ask if you can fuck me, just shove your RAW BAREBACK cock deep in my hole - no pulling out until I have every virus and disease you can give me deep in my Whore Hole where it belongs!! I look forward to taking all your critters and cum deep in my raw hole!! I'm at P House very, very often. -
I love it when I discover an innocent-looking twink at a bathhouse taking anonymous loads from anyone who will give it to him. The older and less attractive the tops are, the better. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to happen often, at least in my experience. Which bathhouses would be the best places to find this scene, and what are some of the things you've seen happening there?
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Advice would be appreciated...husband and I are visiting NYC for a few nights in January. We are interested in different kinds of men and often different types like one or the other of us but not both. So would like to find a diverse mix at either a bathhouse, cruisy places, etc. Thank you in advance as we aren't familiar with the area.
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I'll be in Atlanta for the first time next weekend, 11-5-2016, staying at the Red Roof Inn on Druid Hills. I'll swallow your load, kneel for WS, or be waiting with my ass in the air, blindfolded, for an anonymous style breeding. Good porn playing on the TV. Prefer quicker meetings that leave me feeling used. Fuck my mouth or hole, cum hard, leave relaxed and relieved.
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Hey AIDS Bro's in Los Angeles !! Taking it all into my body man...getting as diseased possible and craving another AIDS toxic buddy !! Off meds for 3 + years and have lots of STD's to share and swap with other TOXIC Bro's. Total Darkside pig with a good body and lots of wannabe's here craving taking my cum and blood but few TOXIC AIDS buds like us!!! WOOOF Dale
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True story: First of i want to start of by saying i was active duty miliatry at the time not currently anymore. Im a latino 5'5 slim small cock but a nice fat ass with tattos all over my body. Guys were always mesmerized by my tattos. I got them for a reason for guys to look at and think about pounding my hole. I was in living in texas when i started to pnp. I was watching pornhub and i ran into a video of a gangbang where the guy was partied up and pozzed it made my dick hard it was all dowm hill from there. Growing up i was always the quite one looking at guys dicks whenever i could in the locker but never touched anything. It was till i joined the military till i was introducted to a whole new world. Coxks everywhere big and thick. I started fuck around a lot inwas stationed in korea for a year and i would say i fucked 15 people that year i know its not alot but for someone that was just a virgin it was! I always played safe though.i would always fuck my sergeants they were so hot and the fact that they were my bosses was so.hot. When i got to texas i was browsing through craiglist when i ran into adds saying "pnp" "parTy" i was curious to what it wa sso i emailed a couple who was looking for a young bottom at the time i was 20 still pretty young they. They told.me to come over i lived a hour away so i told them if i made the drive i had to spend the night. They where very pleased with that request but they told me they only fucked raw i said we would discuss this when i got there. Soon enough i was at their door step. A older 51 year old stocky pretty good looking greeted me i came in, he slapped my ass as soon as inwas inside and said " i cant wait to be inside that hole" precum was already leaking out. As he escorted me to the room i looked around it waa pretty junkie with a smell that was off didnt quite stink but just smelled quite different i noticed he had bruises on his arms and figured he did some kind of drug. In the room i went. Laying down naked was the partner jake. He jump up and got closer leaning over to kiss me and said " hello there luis " the 51 year old john got behind me and they both started to kiss on me givign me no space to moved ,they wanted to get me out my.clothes. " have a seat" jake said i took a seat and he offered me a coke i was reallly thirsty from the ride.so drunk it ( little did i knownit was laced with G) it had a off taste to it but i was so horny and looking at jakes hard cock i didnt mind. " do you smoke " john ask . I said " no im in the military. " oh dont worrry this is just a little vapor to help you relax it will be out your system in 3 daays " he said rubbing on my legs. I thought about for 3 secs and said sure. The g was starting to kick in i was feeling tingly and loose my eyes were relax and i was feeling horny. Jake reach over grabbed a pipe with looked like it had been burnt some of it was black " when i said go inhale slow as much as you can and holdnit till i say so" so he lit the torch i i began to suck the smoke slowly but surely lungs began to fill up. I left go when he signaled me and no time wasted he lit it again and again intook 6 hits before he stops. I was feeling AMAZING!! Fuck i was so horny i began moving started to remove my clothes as they assisted. Fuckkkkkk i was feeling horny i want a dick in my hole i was well cleaned out i never like to come over not clean. I can feel fingers starting to slide up my ass. " we are both going to fuck " john began saying "Your ours tonight Your hole belongs to us " jake said "Oh yeaaa its yours! fuck my hole is your " "Your gonna let us fuck you raw luis Matter a fact you have no choice Our cock will go in bare deep in your guts" john said "Yessss rawwwww do whatevr with my hole.just fuck me already stick your dick in my dadddddy. Use my holeeeeee" " we didnt tell you something luis You know we are both hiv poz and guess who else will be poz" "Me dadddy me!!!!!! Fuck yea fuck yea" i coulnt belive what i wa saying i was a horny fucking slut with no control over my body i just wanted cock and cum Will be continued
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Summer is almost over, and most of the tourists are gone. Around 9:00 PM, when it was already quite dark, I hooked up with a guy online who wanted to take me to the beach. We parked in the parking lot and started making out in his car, and as we did so, he opened my shorts, alternately stroking and sucking my cock. He had a very hot mouth, and as he worked my cock, he reached down between my legs feeling for my hole. Part of me wondered if he wanted to fuck me right there in his car. However, everytime he heard footsteps near us, he deliberately moaned more loudly, which was at odds with my instinct to be more discrete. In any event, I reached over and pulled-out his cock. It was a nice size and seemed to be uncut. He was also leaking a lot of precum. After a while of this, he sat up and suggested "Let's go down to the beach," so we fixed our clothing and walked down towards the ocean. The moon had just started to rise, but it was still pretty dark. Leading the way, he guided me along, a blanket in his hand, and in so doing we passed a few people who were also strolling along. He apparently recognized some as he nodded to a few others, but didn't say anything. Eventually we came to a place where there was a gap in the bushes, and in my eyes it looked like a good place to play because the shadows were deep and we could hide, but instead of placing the blanket in the recesses in the thicket, he placed it right at the mouth of the gap and gestured for me to lie down. When I was reclining there, he helped me out of my shorts. I wasn't wearing any underwear. He got his cock out and got on top of me so we could 69. After a short time of that he got up and turned me over and started to rim me good. He asked me if I liked it, and I said I loved it. He said he couldn't tell because I was being so quiet. He got back to rimming my hole and I let myself moan and groan a little bit louder. All of a sudden he lifted my hips up and knelt behind me. He spoke right out loud, "Your ass is begging for this cock, baby." He slowly started sliding his cock into me. It felt great! He was fucking me slowly, but after a while he started fucking more forcefully. He was panting and grunting, and I heard him say 'Hey'. Turning my head, I could see some shadowy figures standing behind him, watching me get fucked. The guy then moved on, and the fucking slowed back down. After another few minutes the same thing happened. This time I heard some other low voice ask "Hot, man. How's that ass?" My buddy said, "It's great! I'm getting ready to shoot!" And he started really fucking me harder and faster. He grunted loudly and started to fill my guts with his load. His grunts sounded muffled, and I turned to see that the guy watching had stuffed his cock in my buddy's mouth. My buddy had filled my hole, but apparently had something more in mind, as he withdrew and moved slightly, all the time his hand held me still. At this point I felt the other guy's hand on my ass feeling for my hole. "Your turn," my buddy remarked. Without a word, the other guy knelt behind me and slid his big dick into my sloppy hole, fucking hard and fast from the start. My friend ended up straddling me while the guy fucking me sucked him off. After a few minutes of vigorous pounding, the second guy shot his load into my ass. I could hear a few other nearby voices muttering, which told me we had drawn a small audience. Then my buddy groaned really loudly and blew another load all over my back. When we got back to his car I mentioned to him that it seemed he liked having an audience. "That's the hottest thing ever for me," he remarked, and then asked "I hope you didn't mind?" "Not at all. In fact I loved it," I replied, giving him a wide grin. We laughed all the way back to his place.
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This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. My first attempt at this so sorry if it's lame. Normally this would be a rough draft but I'm afraid I'll never post it because I'll be too busy revising it. anyway, enjoy! My friend had joined a motorcycle club recently and since we're very close I usually found myself attending a lot of the parties they threw and even special club members only events. I got to know a lot of the guys pretty well. They seemed to have accepted me into their inner circle. unfortunately, this group of men is only a small chapter of the whole club and being good with them DOES NOT mean you're good with everyone, which i will soon find out. my journey began when i was asked to drive some members, including my friend, up to a convention the club was having.not seeing any downside I eagerly agreed. It was quite a drive but we filled the time by smoking a few bowls and sharing stories about the best fucks we've ever had, best tits, tightest pussy; I loved hearing my friends stories because i know hes got a nice 8 in cock that looks all the bigger given the fact that he's about 5' 8" weighing in around 124. Usually I don't find myself attracted to really skinny guys but for not ever working out he's got great tone. So Chris starts his story, and i start to find it hard to concentrate on the road. I recognized it immediately. Hes talking about the time he fucked his ex in the bed she shares with her husband. I know it well because anytime we're alone with some Tina I get him to show me the videos he took of that night. Thats when I saw his beautiful circumcised rod. Sadly for me, even after getting spun Chris still doesnt see me as an option for sexual relief. Mainly because he gets the worse tina dick I've ever seen. I start to feel my jeans get tight. Chris is in the passengers seat and immediately notices, I'm too preoccupied thinking about Chris' big white cock to see him pull out his phone and send me a quick text, "need me to take care of the huge boner for you?" I would have been embarrassed if we hadn't decided to show each other our hard cocks one night to compare. I get another text, "Never mind, I've only ever touched my own dick, Idk if i could handle your girth." He had about an inch on me in length but i had him on girth. I look over at him and roll my eyes. He flashes that sexy smile as I take our last exit. A lot of the convention was extremely exclusive, so i wasnt allowed to attend any of the functions, and since i had decided to be the driver for the weekend I couldnt leave the hotel room just in case i was called for a ride. Finally, just before midnight, i get a text from Chris saying there's going to be a get together at the main clubhouse and I should go. Dying of boredom and horny from the hits of Tina I just had, I quickly left for the party. As soon as i finish my first beer I realize that Im craving some Tina pretty bad. Knowing there had to be a dealer somewhere, I start going through the house trying to find my connect. It only took me about an hour before coming across and empty room with a single solitary bag of meth sitting on the nightstand. without thinking i make my way up to it and pick it up right as 3 members walk in. Back home a misunderstanding such as this would be easy to navigate, but at this moment i was just a stranger taking what isnt mine. they're all staring at me with a mixture of anger and confusion on their faces. I put the bag down, lower my head and try to leave but the door is quickly shut and locked, and finally the silence was broken," Is it my imagination, Bud, or did we just catch this faggot trying to jack my sack?" "Ya thats what it looks like to me, travis" replied Bud. " No I..." I tried to explain myself but was cut off by the third man. "hey maybe hes that "gift" we were supposed to get for finishing our last run so quickly, you know how these club sluts love their dope before taking some cock". I could see where this was heading and while id be more than happy to service these men individually, a group situation would certainly push my limits seeing as how I've never done that sort of thing. They start to take of their shirts exposing some rather impressive torsos. I knew I might really be in danger of just getting jumped by these men, but all I could think about was Travis' arching adonis belts, Buds hard hairy chest and Brad's massive biceps. At once they all grab me and hold me down on the bed, "hey maybe the whores just mad that it hasnt gotten its fix yet, Brad how about you fix him a needle?" Brad nodded and disappeared. I was no match for the two mountains of Aryan muscle lying on top of me, but I struggled to free myself; I had never slammed meth before. Hell, I only smoke it once or twice a month. When Brad returned I had decided I shouldn’t fight him. Im a pretty big guy but I was out numbered. Slamming cant be too different from smoking can it? End of Part 1 Part 2 It can and it was. I refused to watch them inject me, I was so angry to be treated this way for now reason other than bad timing, but all that faded away when the tourniquet was pulled from my arm. I felt a rush of warmth throughout my body, I was suddenly very aware of my fuck hole and how clothed I was. As my body relaxed I could here laughter. The men had stood up leaving me to lay on the bed writhing in desire. I tried to fight it; I didn’t want to be their fuck toy for the night, but my body needed cock. Brad was the last to take his slam. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and before he could finish I just blurted out, “Please fuck me! I’ll suck your cock, lick your boots and worship you, just please don’t let me leave this room without your loads in me”. I was staring at these men- no, they weren’t men anymore, they were gods and I knew I’d do anything to please them. One by one they dropped their pants. At that point I didn’t care how hung they were, but I was thrilled to see that my new masters, already all hard as diamonds, were probably going to wreck my hole with their tools. There’s nothing I love more than big, cut, white cock. I was salivating at the sight of Brad’s fuck stick which pointed straight forward, no curvature (not unlike chris’) about 9 in from his hard torso. Bud and Travis both looked about 8 in, but it was Bud’s huge low hanging balls that brought a smile to my face. Before I knew what happened I realized they had stripped me and laid me across the bed with my head hanging off just a bit. To my delight, Brad stepped up and quickly put his cock in my mouth. He went a few inches in and started to pull out and a twinge of sadness hit me; this poor man has this beautiful meat swinging between his legs and hes so used to females being so bad at oral that his natural instinct is to hold back. Well if ever there was a position made for deep throating a cock, it’s the one I was in so when I felt him pulling out I wrapped my arms around his legs and brought him back while also bringing my off the bed a bit to show him that im not an amateur. His surprised confusion turned into pleasure as the head of his cock pushed past the back of my throat, “Holy shit y’all, look at this shit. Ive never seen my cock go so far down someones throat!” I held him there with my nose in his musky taint, massaging his cock with my throat muscles for a little while just appreciating the moans of pleasure emanating from above me, “fuck! This feels just like a tight pussy!” he exclaimed. Bud decided he wanted to try out my “pussy throat” so he and brad started taking turns with it. Travis knew a good deep throat bj would be nice but he knew exactly what he was after. Travis is what you’d call an ass man. He loves watching a tight asshole reluctantly open up around his fat white cock, a sight hes been deprived of for several weeks now since his wife left him. I felt the weight on the bed shifting and I knew he was coming up to inspect my hole. Chris sucked his finger leaving a good amount of spit on it. He looked up at his fucktoy being used by his friends, sure that with a throat so loose he cant expect his fucktoy to keep his hole tight but when he brought his finger to his sluts fuck hole he found that pushing past the outer ring was a bit harder than he expected. He grinned. The best part about anal to travis is the pain his big dick causes as he forces it in. In the past he would have to drown his cock in lube, but for this new chem pig he decided rubbing a little bit of spit on his meat would suffice. He wondered if he’d make his pig bite down on his friends cock. I presented my hole for travis and felt him explore my pussy with his finger. I started wondering if he was just gonna tease me or—I couldn’t even finish my thought due to a mixture of blinding pain and indescribable pleasure. My mouth widened in shock which allowed more of Brads cock to enter. I’ve never felt a cock move so roughly in and out of my hole and if I was sober I probably would’ve hated it, but since I was still riding the wave of my first ever slam, the pain added to the pleasure. I could hear travis enjoying my tight hole, calling me a cock hungry chem pig, I loved it. I was just a warm wet hole for these real men to fuck. I gave Travis a squeeze with my hole which sent him over the edge. He slammed his cock deep into my body, I could feel his cock pulsing, shooting streams of his straight cum deep inside my pussy. Bud finished in my mouth as Brad made his way to my hole. “fuck Travis your cums leakin out of him like crazy, how long have you been holding that shit in?” Brad asked, “ almost two fuckin weeks! Its too bad this pig doesn’t live around here or id use that pussy everyday” Travis said as he found a chair to sit on while he waits for Brad to give this chemwhore a load. Brad flipped his fuck hole over so it was on its stomach and mounted him using Travis’ cum to slide his monster deep into the warm wet hole. Once he was in he started slamming his cock in which brought yelps of pain from his fucktoy. He could feel himself bottoming out, prompting him to slam his hips harder into the pigs round hairy cheeks. He was surprised how much he enjoyed fucking another man. Something about the hair surrounding his cock as he pistons his cock in and out, the sensation of having their balls collide with each thrust, and the complete disregard for how much pain he might be feeling kinda made Brad think that he could do this again. With the drugs wearing off, Brads deep long strokes were causing more pain than pleasure but I was still hungry for loads in my pussy so I squeezed down and started fucking back. Not long after that Brad clenched my ass and planted his hot seed inside me. I smiled as I felt his load fill me up. I laid on the bed in ecstasy as they got dressed and left. Before leaving Brad spun around and tossed the sack of meth at me and I could faintly hear him ask Travis, “So who’s sack was that anyway?” followed by laughter. I never told Chris about the encounter, he wouldn’t believe me anyway. Sometimes I’ll feel really ashamed for being such a slut for tina, But then I think of Brad’s 9 inches and im reminded that I’m just a slut for big cock and I can definitely live with that.
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It was my second visit to the Fort, a sleazy pub in London which held naked days on Wednesdays, and where I began my descent into depravity when I was fucked in the sling in full view of the bar. As I remember it, the bar was dark, the music was loud, and the room smelled with the body odour from the many old trolls lounging naked at the bar. I removed my clothing, storing them ia locker, then walked naked to the bar area where I ordered a drink. Numerous pairs of eyes glittered in the dim light as they scanned my body. Naturally I was nervous, and still unsure of what I was doing. As I turned from the bar and moved towards the far wall, a man walked past me and stroked my bottom in passing. I turned and he gave me a smile. His face was swarthy, with deeply sunken cheeks and his body was quite muscular, his veins clearly protruding. "Nice arse," he remarked in a clearly Italian accent. "Thanks," I replied. His body was so obviously wasted it made me shiver with fear and excitement. "Want to have some fun with me?" he asked. I had to ask, "Are..are you poz?" Again he smiled answering "Yes, of course. Twenty years now. Come and play," as he led me over to a corner, gesturing at a couple of empty bar stools, asking " You kinda new here, eh?" "Second time here," I admitted. "Then you should get plenty of cock. A fresh boy like you. Still neg?" I nodded, and he shrugged as if to say not for long and then said "Raise your legs and show me your hole." I leaned back and managed to raise my legs almost to my chest. He gently fingered my slit and poked the tip of his finger into it, urging "Push it open, Try to suck it in. The guys like it nice and puffy." I gasped as his finger slid into my hole, definitely glad I had pre-lubed myself when I undressed. He probed in and out, at the same time offering me a bottle of poppers. I sniffed deeply, and felt the familiar melting rush. I half-noticed some guys moving closer to get better view, and my new friend winked at them as his fingers opened me up. I looked down and saw he had an erection, and a thick drool of precum was hanging from the mushroom shaped head. I took another sniff of poppers and suddenly, in a matter of fact way like a dog mounting a bitch, he removed his finger, pushed his hips forward and slid his slimy, toxic cock up into my rectum. I gasped with shock, but he crouched over me, shoving the finger which had been up my hole into my mouth as he thrust his cock in and out, grunting "Take it! It's what you came here for, isn't it?" There were several men clustering round us now, and someone supported my shoulders and two more held my legs up as the Italian man slid sensuously in and out of my arse. "Very nice!" he remarked, but not yet. I will maybe make you pregnant later maybe, eh?" With that, he slid out of me and stepped back. I was thoroughly excited, and my hole, gaping. The guys lowered my legs, and the Italian gestured for me to bend forward over the stool. I complied and he fed his slimy cock into my mouth, asking the general question "Okay, guys,, who's going to be first to knock up my little slut?" I felt strong fingers pull my arse cheeks apart, and a short, thick cock opened me up further, then slid up inside me. I looked over my shoulder to see a fat, middle aged man dripping with sweat as he started to fuck me, but the the Italian clearly was in charge of matters as he slapped my face, positioning my mouth to take care of his cock. "No, no," he almost cooed, urging "You just keep sucking. You don't need to see who in your hole, or, for that matter, who knocks you up." I felt the fat man grunt and shiver as his throbbing cock unloaded in me. When he withdrew his warm sperm ran down my balls. Another cock immediately began it's journey into my rectum, but this time I had learned my lesson: like a good slut I didn't look round this time, nor did I check out the series of men who mated with me. One after the other the men kept cumming until the sperm overflowed from my puffy arsehole. The Italian man, all the while, stroked my hair, reminding me what a good boy I was....
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Bareback naturally, I've never done it before. I'm a smooth twink bottom who will ride your cock like there's no tomorrow. Can accommodate all sizes!
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Part I We met through a craigslist posting. He was looking for a room for the summer on the cheap, and I was looking for a boy to breed. It seemed like a great match. He liked older guys, and I guess I am quickly becoming a daddy bear, almost 40, with a decently muscular rugby build. And I liked his 22yo south african ass. The thought of the pleasure-tortures I would concoct with a slave around made my dick twitch. He had a nice athletic body, tall, scraggly unkempt dark hair, and a fuzzy ass. He seemed very submissive and eager to try everything from our conversations. We Skype and stroked together a few times, and I was looking forward to finally meeting him to see how the chemistry was between us in person. We’d discussed limits. We’d discussed drugs. He’d tried coke before, but never xtc, or g, and definitely not tina. He wanted to fuck safe. He’d never been barebacked before. I knew immediately that I wanted his cherry ass. I wanted to get him spun and bump him so his young bare-virginal ass would take my dick n loads night after night. I knew once he took his first load, he’d never want to go back to condoms. Finally the day came. We decided to skip coffee by my flat in Berlin, and just meet at my place. He showed up with one of those enormous rucksacks and a big goofy grin on his face, and I knew things were going to be fun. I gave him the grand tour, and showed him which drawers would be his, and where he could keep his stuff, admiring his ass through his shorts as he knealt down and fiddled with his bags. He popped up grinning, waving a bag of weed, and suggested we roll a joint and kick back our first night. It was kind of crazy, having a mail-order slave from online, so I nodded, and got my papers, grinding and rolling up some joints for us to smoke, and getting a few beers. He asked if he could freshen up and grab a shower, which was fine. I saw a chance to spike the joints with a bit of crystal and up the ante on the first evening. I was glad he was freshening up, because I was looking forward to eating out his fuzzy hole tonight. He wandered back in a few minutes later in a pair of loose boxers, drying off his hair with a tiny towel, and plopped down on the sofa next to me, close enough to press his leg into mine and whisper, “So, how’s it coming?” We’d see that soon enough I guess. We lit our first joint, and shared it. I couldn’t help but eye his bulge, n see the tip of his cock poking out the leg of his boxers. “Nice weed,” I complimented, enjoying the mix of crystal and weed, and he seemed to be enjoying it too. Leaning back, he enjoyed another long toke, and I could see it was starting to relax him. We chatted, and I idly started playing with his nipple as we smoked a bit, his cock getting harder and starting to leak precum up against his leg. I could tell he was excited to be here as much as I was. My hand dropped from rubbing rings around his slightly hairy nipple, and landed on his inner thigh. He shuddered, my hand grabbing his stiffening member as it peeked out fully now. You can’t deny that first electric moment. But the weed helped us to relax, and i leaned over and we started kissing. My own dick was leaking precum in my jeans, i could feel it pooling in my foreskin, making a wet spot as I explored his lips. My right hand rubbed his cockhead, playing with his precum and slowly rubbing it around the head of his cut cock, feeling his dick pulse in my hand in excitement. That first night we had a good time, despite the bit of tina in the joints, we ended up fucking safe. I played with his hole, rubbing his own precum around his fresh pert hole and starting to massage my finder inside of him. We got up, stumbling a bit as he pulled off my shirt and I tried to pants him simultaneously. We cracked our heads together, just hard enough to smart, and fell back to the couch laughing about it. “Lean back.” I told him, and went down on him, licking the precum off the tip of his cock and tasting him. I took all of him in my mouth, my tongue massaging his cock and i breathed in the heady scent of his musky bush. He’d showered, but thank god he’d just rinsed off. His pubes scent drove me wild, as I gagged on his prick and then eased off, feeling him get excited. I moved his shaft out of the way, licking it as I went. He leaned back over the arm of the couch, shifting his pelvis to give me a bit more access, as i licked down his balls and could just flick my tongue at his taint. I lifted his legs a bit to get more of him. My tongue swirling around his boy hole, slowly rasping his fresh hole and driving him wild. My mouth clamped down on his cunt, munching and licking him. Working my way into him. He put his legs around the back of my neck, pulling me in towards him as I savored rimming him. It snapped me out of it when I looked up, feeling him panting, and he asked me for a condom. I knew it was a long game though, he’d be my slave all summer, and I was going to enjoy corrupting him into my chem sex puppy. I wrapped up and fucked him that first night, a testament to how much I enjoyed his sweet ass, since I stayed rock hard even with a filthy rubber blocking the raw energy between us. We snuggled after in bed, falling asleep comfortably together, his head resting on my chest, by boy curling his body around his dad.
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I popped over to my favourite sauna yesterday, it was heaving with people in the darkroom. I managed to squeeze my way into the backroom and was confronted with several people offering their arses for a good fucking. I was already stiff and proceeded to give one a good shafting whilst others were enjoying themselves. When I pulled out, I was immediately grabbed by someone else to be fucked. I was overwhelmed by the active fuck frenzy in the place. I then swapped places and fucked him. Over the first hour, I'f fucked another three people. So it was 5 barebacks fucks to one received. The second hour continued in a similar vein with 3 of those I'd fucked wanting more action, interspersed with two people one giving, one receiving who actually wanted to use a condom. The final hour had me flagging somewhat, two fumbles rather than good fucks and one guy who took me from behind but didn't carry on for too long. But then another guy was really keen to fuck me and managed to get me into a good position and ploughed me hard and long before giving me his much needed lubrication before he pulled out. Finally a well hung guy got me to suck him before turning me around and fucking me hard using the last load to lubricate his thrusts, he had great stamina before unloading himself into me, it felt great. Over three hours I'd barebacked 5 different men and been barebacked by four, two of whom had unloaded their warm spunk into me. When I got home after this marathon session of 18 fucks in 3 hours, the loads finally gushed out of me!
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It Is Not Yet 11:00 A.m. And I Have Been Fucked Six Times Today
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I woke up this morning and found myself in a strange bed with a unfamiliar cock pumping my ass. I quickly reconstructed the events of last night and remembered I had gone home with a dude I had met in a bar, and he was now pumping my ass cunt. As he unloaded, he snapped a pic on his phone, commenting he was sending the pic to some of his buddies. Before the dude even withdrew from my ass his phone rang. "Yeah, Jake" he said, "I'll keep the bitch here until you arrive." I was still cleaning off the dude's cock when Jake arrived -- all 6'5" of him, and he was stripping off his jeans as I was finishing cleaning the dude's cock. Jake was in me in one thrust, complementing his buddy, the dude. "Nice load, bud. I love to fuck a pre-lubed ass." As Jake was pounding away, the first guy's phone rang again. Even over Jake's 'trash talk' as he pounded my pussy, I could hear the dude promising the caller I'd be waiting for him. And in fact Jake was still going strong when Sam, the next guy, walked in. So while he was waiting for Jake to finish, Sam let me suck on his awesome ten inch coal black cock, sort of pre-lubing it. As soon as Jake shot his load and withdrew Sam was in me and pounding away. I had been awake maybe an hour and I think my ass didn't have some cock in it for all of five minutes during that hour. Sam was a slow fuck, taking his time and working up what proved to be a totally awesome load, half of which went up my ass and the other half of which blew on my face as I was cleaning him off and, as I was doing so, in walked a pair of identical twins. They each kissed the first dude, thanking him for the invitation (and the pic). Then they immediately start to work on my ass cunt, alternating eating me out. After a couple of minutes the first twin inserted his cock pumped away for several strokes, then he withdrew and the second twin slid in, also pumping away. They kept this up in an alternating routine for a good half hour until one of the twins exploded in my ass, followed immediately by the other entering my shit chute where he also promptly exploded. I lay there exhausted and thought 'Oh, fuck, I'm going to be late for work', so I got to my feet, and quickly dressed, even as the cum dripped out of my ass, and gradually dried on my face, running out the door to my office. Wait, you say. That's only five! Well, the sixth was the UPS driver, who has the build of a NFL linesman. I'm well familiar with his awesome cock, and when he saw me staggering into the building as he was backing his truck up to the loading dock, he took one look at me and asked "How many loads, bitch?" He knew me all too well. "Five," I confessed. "Room for one more?" It wasn't really a question. As I said, he knew me well. "Always got room for your load," I responded. So he took me right there in the back of the truck. He wasted no time, shooting his load in less than five minutes. I love it when the day gets off to a good start. -
I'm a 46 year old bi-sexual, white male,5'6,165 lbs.,brown eyes+hair.Ever since I was around 12-13 years old I've been putting things in my ass and have had secret urges about sex with men.On Christmas eve 2014 I acted on an urge and invited a guy over for oral sex.I sucked my first dick,first gay kiss,first taste of man ass and cum.I did not cum and all said I was somewhat disappointed.About 2 months later I invited another guy over for oral,and 3 times after that-all 4 times I sucked his dick and got a facial. I really enjoyed all 4 times.Over the next 13 months I was with 6 guys-2 guys were horrible,2 guys were good,1 guy came after a minute,and the last guy was black,and had a 10" dick that I choked on. I've given 11 blow-jobs,fucked with a dildo,rimmed 3x,4 69's,and rimmed a guy once.My desire/dream/fantasies are:1-to be gang-banged by 3 cut,well hung,black dicks,bareback,swallow 1 load and take the other 2 in my ass.2-to be fucked raw by a black transvestite.3-been in an orgy with 10-12 guys with dildos and lots of sucking and fucking.My problem is I can't find the first/right guy to fuck me,the guys who will fuck me seem over eager and I don't see it through and the guys I really want,we either can't get together or they back out on me.I have no problem with race or age,just be H.I.V. negative,clean,very obese,and a top.I am open to any and all bits of advice or comments.
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I'm a 53 yo married white male. I've been meeting with other men for sex for ten years without my wife's knowlwedge. I try to schedule hookups when I am away on business. Thought that I'd be a top, but i've found that i'm a very slutty bottom. I just love to service other men. I was scheduled to go to a specialty convention, all expenses paid by my company. So I started planning hookups on a4a and bbrt. The convention was in a historic city, so my wife decided at the last minute that she wanted to come with me. I thought that my plans to hookup would be ruined, but I couldn't cancel. So I brought her with me. I cancelled the planned hookup that I had that first night since i could no longer host with my wife in the room...I hate to flake, but he understood. I guess that's why some guys don't want to plan in advance, but I have no choice. That first night she convinced me that we had to have sex. So with the help of a Trimix injection I was able to service her. Early the next morning, I checked in with another top about meeting. We texted back and forth. His name was Don. He was 36yo and able to host, but he wanted to be sure that I was into him since he was a little overweight, black, and did not have the stereotypical monster cock. I assured him that it's the man, not the skin color that matters to me. He sent me photos. So instead of going to conference meetings, I took an Uber ride to his house. When I arrived, there were cars there, which surprised me since he said he was home alone. But his roommate came home, after we made our plans. There was no way that I was going to cancel now that I made the trip, so we sneaked into his room to have sex quietly without being seen. It felt like such a teenage scenario, and definitely raised our anxiety level. Once he locked the bedroom door behind us, he turned and we kissed and hugged. When I asked about his roommate, Don told me not to worry and he turned on the TV as background noise. Turns out his roommate was gay too, but they did not share tricks or have sex with each other. We mechanically undressed as fast as possible and hugged, rubbing our naked bodies together. We quickly became hard, were rubbing our hard cocks against each other, while kissing. Don said, "I like kissing. It makes me horny. You'.re a very good Kisser." I said, "Thanks, I like kissing you too." Don noted, "Most married guys don't like to kiss." I said, " know what, they are missing, When I started having sex with other men, I did not kiss either, but I've learned that it's great foreplay. Maybe they're straight and don't want to cheat on their wives. But I like kissing because I'm gay and want to make my man hot for me." He exclaimed, " But you're married too!" "Yes, I am, but I didn't realize I preferred men until 20 years of marriage and 3 kids. But believe me, I'm going to show you just how hot it can be, and just how gay I am" I responded. He agreed and pulled me down onto the bed. He landed on his back with his legs spread and me on top of him. We kissed, with my tongue practically raping his mouth, grinding our hips together. I moved down his chin and neck leaving a trail of kissed, till I reached his pecs, rubbing them with my hands, and licking and biting his nipples. He moaned, "Play with my nipples." I did, going back and forth, from left to right, and right to left. As i rubbed both of his nipples I continued kissing my way down his body. I nuzzled his groin, licking it but not taking his cock in my mouth. I moved down to his balls and sucked on each one individually. When they were thoroughly bathed in my spit, I licked my way up his rigid cock, all 7 and a half inches, until I reached the head and engulfed it in my mouth. He moaned, "Oh, John. Oh, So good." And then he thrust into my mouth. I could taste his precum. I sucked him in and out until saliva was frothing from my mouth and nose. When I looked up at him, he reached down to my head and held me on his cock, saying ,"I love the contrast of our skin color your white mouth on my black cock. You are where you were meant to be worshiping my black cock." All that I could do was grunt, and nod in agreement, as he held my head on his cock. I kept sucking, until he suddenly pulled me off his cock, moaning, "I don't want to cum yet." Then he pulled me up and kissed me on the lips. While rolling me onto my back with him on top of me. Skin to Skin, grinding his cock into mine, until we both moaned. He grabbed my legs and threw them back.....TBC "
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This happened less than hour ago. A local buddy who I fuck regularly was off work and messaged me looking for a load. I hadn't cum for a few days while he had been away on holiday in Spain for a couple of weeks where he thinks he took 30 plus loads! I was gagging to get my raw cock back up his ass so I nipped out on lunch to find his smooth man pussy lubed-up and waiting. Well, after having given his smooth, muscled boy hole a good 30 minutes of intense fucking, I could feel the pressure building! I asked if he wanted my poz load to recharge him and he begged for it. So, with one last push, I filled his ass, balls-deep. I remained in his ass for a few minutes, working my load into him, before popping out and heading home. He messaged to say "Thanks, that was hot, and another guy is on his way over to use your load as lube." He's such a good cumbucket! Now I've gotten myself in the mood to dump a second up him now! lol
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Traveling to Houston, TX soon. Looking for hotel recommendations to set up annonymous pump and dump scene.
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NOT MY STORY...ENJOY Newly single, drunk and on PrEP, I stumbled into the Toronto Steamworks on Wednesday. At 30 years old, six foot, and with the Canadian Lumberjack look, I was on the hunt for a smooth bottom to popper up and use. After changing into the requisite towel, I immediately spotted a compact, buff Asian in the shower. He was in his 20s and was stealing glances when he thought I wasn't noticing. Now, when I'm drunk I'm direct, so I stared at him as I stroked my dick to its full eight inches. Then, smiling and giving him a "come hither" gesture with my head, I approached the fuckbench in the dark center area of the bathhouse. Of course he followed, but somewhat tentatively, hanging back a bit in the shadows, although he also was slowly making his way over to me. Without saying a word I lightly grabbed his neck, pulled him in close to me, and started making out with him, wrapping one arm around the back of his neck, as I pushed him up against the wall so I could remove his towel and explore his ass. I wanted him to know that at least that night his ass was mine. His light moans indicated he was into my approach so I figured I should amp it up more. As often happens at public venues, an old guy came out of the shadows and tried to get involved. I broke the silence and told him this boy was mine, and while he could watch he wasn't allowed to touch either of us. He backed off to a respectable distance as I bent the Asian dude over the fuckbench, letting him start to blow me as I spit on my hand and started fingering his ass. I put poppers up to his nose and told him to inhale, which he did, then redoubling his efforts to suck my dick, moaning (presumably) in pleasure as my finger explored his ass. Not surprisingly we started to attract a bigger audience so I poppered him up again, kissing him savagely as his ass was exposed to the men jerking off five feet behind us. Then, moving behind his back, I kissed him down his spine. He could definitely feel my cropped beard rubbing against his ass when I dove my tongue into his hole. His moans increased in volume and his ass started gyrating onto my face. I handed him the poppers again and told him to inhale, and as he did I lubed up my dick and started rubbing it around his hole. The moaning intensified as I placed my cock right on his rosebud. He moved his hand back, felt my dick, and said "I don't fuck bare." "Cool, but I got a three day load and want it in you." I slapped his ass, pulled him up, kissed him, and headed to the showers. I could feel his body longing, needing to be used. I left him unsatisfied. After showering, I headed into the steamroom. An older dude thanked me for the show earlier as he was leaving, and as the steam started hissing again a familiar silhouette walked in: it was my Asian dude. He sat across from me, knowing I was there but saying nothing. The steam stopped, and I let the silence linger for a few more seconds before interrupting the quiet. "You needed to get fucked tonight." "Yeah. I'm not used to guys being so aggressive. It was hot though. Real hot." "I'm normally not. But there's a neediness about you. You want to be used but to be respected after." "I want you but don't fuck bare. I'm negative and going to stay that way." "Me too. I'm on PrEP, only top, and normally use condoms. But not with you though." With that, I walked over to him, took off my towel and stood in front of him with my eight inches. He lightly stroked my cock and looked up at me. I knew I had him. I kissed him again, hard, went to the showers, and then made sure he saw me heading to the glory holes. As expected, 30 seconds later he follows into the dark room. I entered a cubicle and he entered the adjoining. Locking my door, I dropped my towel, lean down and through the glory hole handed him the poppers. After hearing him take a few hits, I slid my hard dick through, and feel his mouth go back on it. He was good at sucking dick...nice, long strokes, plenty of saliva, good use of hands, and got me close, but that wasn't how I want to come. Withdrawing my dick from the glory hole, I leaned over and handed him the poppers, grunting "Let me eat that ass." As I knew he had showered and was fresh, I didn't hesitate to slip my tongue into his hole. He struggled with the wooden wall separating us, trying to get my tongue in deeper. I decided it was time, but I still wanted to make sure he knew exactly what was going to happen and that he was ultimately responsible for making the decision to bareback, so I pulled back a bit. He leaned over to suck my dick, but I didn't let him, instead I said "I want my raw cock in your ass. Take a deep hit of poppers and position your ass against the glory hole." Through the glory hole I could see he was debating my demand, so in a generous gesture, just to make the decision easier for him, I slid my lubed-up cock through the hole. I hear him inhale the poppers again, and then feel that familiar tight sensation around my raw dick. I let him slowly go to the base, and look down and see the start of his ass cheeks framing my bare dick through the hole. I twitch my dick in his ass and heard him moan. Needing to make sure he recognized he was submitting to me, so I spoke loud enough to be heard over the thumping of the piped in music by anyone in the area. "Yeah...you like that boy? You like my raw dick in your ass?" "Yeah man, but don't cum in me. Oh god. Fuck me. Fuck me man," taking another deep hit of the poppers. I started slow and got a good motion through the glory hole. Steamworks has installed handgrips on the wall for just this reason, so I used my upper body strength to hold myself against the wall as I continued my relentless assault on his hole . "You like this bud? You're getting fucked bareback in a bathhouse by a stranger through a glory hole. My pre-cum is leaking into you." He just moaned. I keep fucking. Time is no longer a construct: I could've been fucking him for two minutes; I could've been fucking him for twenty. All I know is that I was on edge, drinking in the effects of alcohol and poppers and public sex and a tight ass and knowing that a dude was giving into his animalistic urges. "Fuck, dude. I'm getting real close. You're gonna take my load. Don't pull off my dick." I could feel his brain making the decision to pull off, but his body resisting. I tensed my dick again in his ass, and I knew that his body had made the decision for him, so I announced "Fuck, man I'm coming! I'm gonna breed your hole. Take it, man!" I could feel my cock spasming into his ass, a stranger's seed filling a bottom boy's need. I was in heaven. This was what I had come to Steamworks to find. This was what it was to amp up the sexuality and push someone past what he thinks of as his limits. I kept slowly fucking until I felt him pull off for good, and flicked my dick to get the last remnants of cum off. I open the door to where six dudes look at me hungrily: they have obviously heard it all and are beyond wound up. The Asian dude opens his door simultaneously. I smiled, give him a big kiss, retrieved what remained of my poppers and thanked him, letting him know what a good boy he had been. After showering, where we exchanged knowing glances, both fully aware we had made each other's night. I walk him to his locker and put my number into his phone. I knew he would go home and jerk off thinking about the encounter, and that my load would remain in his hole over night as he relived the experience. And I knew the next morning, when he was no longer horned-up, he would freak out, wondering what he did. I knew I would send him my test results, giving him reassurance, even as he told me we wouldn't do this again. I also knew that a week or so later he would send a text saying he's been thinking about our encounter all week and wants to do it again, except with a condom this time. I knew I would laugh when I receive the text, as I am certain he won't ask for a condom when I slide in raw. Oh yeah, I'm also certain he'll agree to meet-up at Steamworks on a Saturday when there are more people to watch the show. We'll meet and once more he'll give in.
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I will be in Bangkok from Oct 6-9. Looking for hot tops. Anyone around? Anything I must do or see?
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Part 1 - Temptation I took one last, long pull on the joint, sucking it down to the little filter made of card, before stubbing it out. I inhaled, taking all the smoke into my lungs and held it as long as I can. All the while, my friend was above me, kissing me softly on the neck. His cock rubbed up against my hole, slick with lube, and I knew he was aching to bury it in me. Maybe this time it would work. When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I finally exhaled, bellowing smoke up into the already smokey room. He looked me in the eye, pressing his cock hard against me, making me whimper and nod my consent. He smiled, and kissed me on the lips as one of his hands slipped down, lined the tip of his dick up with my hole, and began to push in. The pain was instant, like it always was. I bit down on my lip, hoping he wouldn’t notice. Hoping that maybe, if being stoned wasn’t enough to stop it from hurting, it would at least be enough to dull the pain long enough for him to fuck me. I could feel it pushing into me so slowly, he was trying to be gentle, I knew. The size of his dick didn’t help things. Eight inches long and thick as all hell. But no amount of lube or weed or taking it slow made a difference. It wasn’t going in, and when the pain was too much that I couldn’t keep myself from yelping, he sighed, and I felt what little of his cock there was inside me slip out again as he climbed off me. I slammed a fist into the bed, then covered my face with both hands. “It’s okay!” He told me, but it wasn’t. I knew he was disappointed. I was disappointed. I didn’t really want to smoke weed - though being three joints down tonight and feeling this buzz had definitely changed my views on that - I only did so because we thought it might help me finally get fucked. A last minute Hail Mary that failed spectacularly. He took hold of my wrists and pulled them away from my face, bringing his close and kissing me all over my face, before reaching my lips and slipping his tongue between them, into my mouth. Our bodies tangled into one another and our cocks grinded together. His lube and precum started getting onto my dick, which was just over an inch shorter than his. When we broke the kiss, he nuzzled his head into my neck, and I let out a sigh. It wasn’t too bad, I guessed. I’d just have to fuck him till he came, then he’d suck my dick till I came. A standard Friday night. It would be fun, but it wasn’t what either of us wanted. He was desperate to take my virginity, and I wanted to give it to him so badly. We’d been best friends for as long as either of us could remember, and we’ve played around with each other for as long as we’ve known how to do it, though neither of us found out about actual, penetrative anal sex till after we were both legal. I’d fucked him for the first time just a few months ago, and we’d been going at it basically every weekend ever since. After a few minutes, he moved away from me, to the bedside table, to prepare another joint. He handed me the grinder, the weed and a piece of card to make a filter with, since these were the only bits of rolling a joint my clumsy hands could manage. I checked him out as I worked, trying not to taunt myself with how good it would have been, to see his big, muscled body moving up and down as his cock slipped deep inside me, if only I could manage the pain. Our bodies were like our cocks - I was a bit smaller and a bit skinnier than him. I didn’t have a muscley body to speak of, but he always said I looked sexy, and I guess that’s what counts. When I finished grinding the weed and rolling the filter, I handed them back to him, and only then did I notice he hadn’t touched the rizlas or the tobacco. He was looking at something in his hand, but with his back to me, I couldn’t see what. He turned to me and took the items from me, placing them on the table, but still he didn’t continue. Instead, he moved back onto the bed and leaned against the wall, spreading his legs. Whatever he was holding was small, and clinched tightly in his hand where I couldn’t see it. “Come suck my dick.” He told me. I smiled and obeyed instantly. He had gone soft, but it wasn’t difficult to fix that, and before long I was happily sucking away at it. I figured he wanted a repeat of earlier, when he thought it was funny to ram his dick right down my throat and force me to stay there while he rolled a joint with the rolling box balanced on my head. I found it less funny, but since he wasn’t getting what he wanted, I could at least do this for him. But he did nothing other than bring his free hand up behind my ear, playing with my hair. So I kept on sucking, playing with his dick in all the ways I knew he liked, gently squeezing his balls in one hand, playing with his hole with the other, using the skills that we had discovered and developed together. I must have been at it for a good ten minutes, at least, and was just starting to slip my tongue into his hole when he finally spoke again. “Y’know. There is one more thing we could try…” I stopped and pushed myself up onto one elbow. Instinctively, I took hold of his dick with my free hand, pumping it while he talked. With one hand still stroking my hair, he brought his other hand up near my face. “I got given this by the guy who sells me weed. I’d been talking to him about our… ‘problem’, and he said that if the weed doesn’t do it, this might.” He opened his hand and revealed a small baggy of little whitish crystals, that looked like tiny fragments of a broken stone. “Is that… Coke?” I asked. I let go of his dick and went to pick the bag up, but he pulled it away from me. “No! No, no it’s nothing that hardcore. It’s called drone.” He said, and I’m guessing he thought I’d know the difference, but I didn’t. I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head to one side. “He told me it’s great being on it and fucking. Told me that weed probably wouldn’t make it any easier for you to take a dick, but that this would do the trick. I had a look online, and it sounds pretty safe.” “I don’t know…” Weed was one thing, but this sounded like the sort of shit you could get arrested for. His response was to pull me in close, so that I had no choice but to fall and lay on top of him as he kissed me deeply. His empty hand went to my ass and gripped one cheek tightly, squeezing and pulling at it. I knew his intention - trying to remind me of just how badly we wanted this night to work. And it worked in an instant, with every fantasy I’d ever had about him fucking me flooding back into my head. I moaned into his mouth before breaking the kiss. “Okay.” I said. “Let’s try it.”
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