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Wreckin-Aids-Bone (WAB) Part 1: The heat from the pavement rolled up and over Jerome’s body like a tsunami inundating a small island. New York City had not seen a heat wave like this in May for fuck – like 80 years or some shit. Slowly Jerome pushed himself away from the rough, brick wall, stood up straight, took the well-used red tank top out of his back pocket and wiped the sweat off his face and chest. He paused, shook his head, rubbed his aching stomach and ran a finger over his protruding bulge. Yeah man needed to eat – and soon. Here is his story. My momma’s voice keeps ringing in my head over and over no matter what I do, how fucked up I get…’faggy’…’faggy’…’faggy’. Her pain, anger, sorrow, confusion – all like a fucking knife in my guts and trust, I know how bad that can fucking feel as the finger-length scar on my left side shows. “Jerome Christopher Hughes – what in the fuck Lord’s name you doing?” I knew it was bad when she used my full name and the name of God. Well what can I say, Mr. Gonstill’s mouth felt good and he could swallow my dick right down to the pubes and flick his tongue on my balls at the same time. Holy FUCK! I always shot monster loads with his mouth on me. Yeah he was an old white dude from across the street who could have been my grandpa from another mother, and he would take his teeth out when he sucked me. I ain’t no fucking faggy, but I tell you right now that felt better than any pussy I ever dipped in and a mouth’s a mouth and a hole’s a hole – you feel me? The first time he did that was the week after I had graduated high school. I had turned 18 and momma had worked 2 or 3 jobs to ensure I could just focus on school, but once that shit was done, she said it was time for me to man up, get to work, and figure out what came next in life. Mr. Gonstill had a fancy printer that I had used before for school papers and shit and he said he would print off some resumes for me. Well that day when I showed up he had some wild shit porn playing, a few smokes for me, some cold beer, and it didn’t take much to persuade me to blow my load down this throat then two more up his ass. Any time I was in need all I had to do was show up and he was ready to take my monster BBC anyway I wanted, and I always got something good in return. I might be an ugly dude but I got a big dick, and that will fucking compensate for a lot. No one knew about what I did. Not my girl, not my homies - although a couple of them I dicked down to on the DL – and certainly not my fam. Well that was until the day my momma came home early and went looking for me at Mr. Gonstill’s and found us in his garage. So here I am, JC – that’s my nickname – coolin on a corner in New York City (NYC) – my stomach rumbling, my ass crack sweating, my balls aching, my dick dripping, my chest is tight from this fucking cough I cannot shake. In between bumming a few smokes, I ain’t been doing nothing all day except holding up this fucking wall, trying not to scratch the shit out of my face from my beard – damn need a shave – and twisting my hair into something half presentable. I’ve been in the city for a couple months now and its been one ”fuck-me-over” after another. After momma threw me out without even a dip of all the cash I had saved up that she was hanging onto for me, I got Mr. Gonstill to give me enough dough for a bus ticket out of Cincinnati. He let me use his phone to call my cuz – Treyvon in NYC, who said I could crash with him and his baby momma. I had to fuck Mr. Gonstill for all that, but not like the first time, so as I walked down the street – the stank of his ass on my dick – I turned one last time to look back at the house I had known all my life. I hit NYC with nothing but the clothes on my back and $10 in my pocket and by the time I got to Treyvon’s in the fucking hood even that was gone. He set me up though – at first anyways. The first few days was like fucking jamming as we drank, did whatever drugs he laid out, and fucked whatever ass was closest. It was about 4 days in when I got sick the first time. I puked, shit, and hacked my insides out for almost a week straight. That kind of hell takes a toll and just as I was beginning to think I might feel like eating again, my fuckin cuz kicked me to the damn curb as word had spread – my momma had called his momma and well, I was dead to the family now – even to my lazy ass punk cuz. FUCK! Nights on the streets in NYC are fucked up. The freaks and hood fucks come out, shit goes down, and you need a place to roll up and keep out of shit. I didn’t have that, or any cash to get it, and have to admit I busted a few noses and did some other shit to survive. I had been on the streets about 3 weeks I guess when I discovered one of the Adult Book Stores (ABS). For a few bucks, me and other folks from the street - hustlers, thieves, homeless, life’s cast outs - could stay warm, avoid the worst of the night’s crazy shit, and if we got lucky, find a warm hole to nutt up in or a few a extra bucks for our pocket. When the ABS don’t work, I crawl up in some basement, trap house if I can, or just walk til the sun comes up. Yeah, a few faggies have offered me a place to crash but I ain’t looking for no strings. Been offered a few hustling jobs – not the sex kind, but drugs and shit – and I ain’t looking to get rolled up in no crew and become someone’s bitch – so I go it alone. It ain’t been so bad except for those days when the sickness hits again like truck barreling down the highway. In NYC puking on the sidewalk is a common every day thing – but it’s the squatting in some alley for hours on end that can get to you. Anyways, last night at the ABS is where I came to hear the phrase AidsBone for the first time. I had always been a slim kat and on my 6”2 frame, losing 10 pounds from being sick made me look even thinner – yet made my 10inch black dick look gigantic! I was probably down closer to 15 now, my cheeks sunken in, dark circles around my eyes from not sleeping. I was hot, hungry, and broke and figured could cool off in the ABS and maybe make a couple bucks. The first time I showed up there I had to let the clerk touch my dick with a promise to fuck him later if he let me in (he played that shit with all the ‘new trade’) – cool – I could fuck skanky ass no problem. Tonight as I came through the door the clerk smiled, waved me through to the back, and went back to reading his trashy magazine after making a note on my ‘tab’ that I owed him another fuck for the free pass. Once I cooled down a little and made a few rounds of the usual trolls, hall-wall holders (those faggys who just stood around holding up the wall), the few scared tourists and a couple locals, I zoned in on this little youngin white guy. All the folks were cruising that little wanker ass and I figured he would go for more of the clean cut, handsome types that were there. Some of the hustlers were down right pretty boys – not the TS, TV, CD’s that were there – but boys who were just damn pretty. But no, the youngin kept scoping me out – eyeing my thugness. My sick look and dirty clothes, did not seem to put him off. I made my way around the corner and to the end of the back hall and settled myself by the last booth. Slowly the white youngin made his way back towards me, his pale skin almost glowing in the shadows and dark lights of the ABS. He was nervous for sure, but held his own deflecting the advances he encountered along the way. When he got to me, he looked at the floor, his head down, fumbled in his pocket, “Want a cigarette? He asked. I nodded, took tapped out a couple, took the lighter he handed to me, inhaled, pocketed the lighter as he looked confused with his own unlit cigarette still in his hand. I kept on smoking so he pulled the pack back out of his pocket and put the one he was holding back in. I grabbed his wrist, squeezed, brought his hand up and his fingers automatically released and drop the pack of cigarettes into my hand. I smiled, nodded, and said, “Whatch-you need kid?” The white youngin nervously looked around and looked ready to bolt as some of the aggressive trolls started closing in. I grabbed him by the arm, swung him around so his back was to the wall and I placed myself between him and them. I turned and snapped, “STEP THE FUCK OFF MOTHA-FUCKERS!” to the closest trolls who slunk back the way they had come. I asked again, “Whatch-you need kid?” This time he looked up, licked his lips, fished back in his pocket and pulled out a folded $50. I snatched the Grant, stuffed it in my pocket with his lighter, set the cigarette between my teeth as I unzipped my pants and fished out my stank, ripe, black dick. The youngin’s mouth gaped, he reached out to stroke it and I smacked his hand away, tapped my cigarette out on the wall beside his head and set it on the ledge molding that ran about head height along the wall for later. I looked at him and sneered. “Here’s the rules. NO touching, no kissing, NO sucking. You feel me?” He just nodded, fished back in his pocket and pulled out a ratty looking condom packet. I snatched that too, tossed it into the hallway behind me – let one of the trolls use that shit if they want – and when the youngin looked at me questioningly I said, “I ONLY FUCK RAW, NOW PULL YOUR PANTS DOWN.” His face lit up like a fucking angel on the Christmas tree! “You want to go into a booth? Someplace more private maybe?” he asked. I shook my head no, hell I was not wasting a dime on that shit when I had some raw ass pussy right in front of me and frankly had all the privacy I needed. I’m a wild freak and don’t mind folks watching and had barely got a little spit on my dick before the youngin’s pants were down and his white ass pushed out waiting. I lined up my dick, grabbed his hips, and pushed hard. The youngin cried out, which just made my dick swell and unleash some prejizz. The next shove popped his pink little hole and before he could cry out again I covered his mouth with my left hand. I pulled my dick all the way out, spit a couple times, smeared it around, lined my monster back up, and this time before I popped his hole again I laced my right fingers with my left, covering his whole fucking face, his breath coming out hot and rapid against my skin. I gently moved my hips a little and his breathing got even faster in anticipation, I then clamped my hands tight on his skull and SLAMMED THAT ASS! The youngin’s body went stiff as I slam fucked him against the wall, busting that hole open wide, tearing those pussy walls up. All my anger, frustration, and craziness came out as I fucked him hard and fast. After a couple minutes of brutal pounding his body relaxed, his hole gave out, and I moved my hands from his face to his shoulders so I could dig him out for the grand finale. “GIVE ME THAT AIDSBONE,” the youngin gasped and pleaded. WTF? What the fuck? “FUCK ME WITH YOUR AIDS DICK MISTER, POZ MY HOLE, WRECK IT – OH FUCK YEAH PLEASE WRECK IT!” Hot damn – guess it is the quiet ones you got to watch out for. Hell that shit made my dick steel hard – holy Christ. I stepped back, edged my dick to the lip of his ass pussy and slammed back in. Fucking faggy loved it and moaned, groaned, and begged, “PUSH YOUR AIDSBONE IN ME, CUM IN ME MISTER, OH PLEASE FUCKING CUM IN ME, FUCK IT HARDER – THAT’S IT MISTER – HARDER – YEAH POZ ME UP – POZ MY ASS WITH THAT DICK.” I had fucked some dudes a bit rough before, with my size you had to now and then to get your nutt – but this, this was a balls out rape fuck with no mercy. I wanted his ass to hurt, wanted him to feel it, wanted him to experience the same sort of pain I was feeling and man did he! I shredded his guts and felt my balls pull high, tighten up like race horse at the gate raring to go, and one final thrust and I blew my toxic wadd as deep as I could in his faggy ass. I bottomed out and broke through something when I did making him cry out even louder. He had no place to run and I held him on my dick as my balls jumped up and down, pistoning my cum out. I was done –with him anyways – and pulled my dick out in one tug. He sounded like a mouse with his head in a trap on that one. I laughed, reached over him, grabbed the half-smoked cigarette off the ledge, used his – now my – lighter, and took a well-deserved long drag. The youngin was panting as he looked at me with awe, wonder, lust, need, and a newfound calling in life. I knew guys liked my dick, but this was different. This was RAPTURE. BLISS. ECSTASY pure and true and the blood rushed like a flash flood back into my dick and I was ready to go again. The youngin stared in amazement, I chuckled, and laughed right in his face as he now begged and pleaded, “Please fuck it again – oh my God, I need your AIDS man, did you poz me? Will you wreck my ass again? Please, oh please I NEED IT!” I just looked at him without a word, he got the message, “Umm…I only got like $5.00 left. I can give you more tomorrow, will you be here tomorrow?” I stepped away, dropped my smoke on the floor, looked at the crowd we had gathered and eyed one of the regular pretty boys that had tried to get me to fuck him before. I knew his pockets were full with goodies and while I generally lived by the adage ‘don’t shit where you eat’ and didn’t need any drama, my balls were full up again and it had to go someplace. I swaggered over to the pretty boy and said, “You think you can handle this?” He nodded, practically jumped into one of the booths while trying to get naked at the same time. I turned to the youngin, “Come better prepared tomorrow,” closed the video booth door, and as the youngin pulled himself together and headed out into the night he could hear the cries of the pretty boy getting his ass pussy hole wrecked with my AIDSbone.
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While the other is factual (under my old user name) this same story has more detail now, I hope you enjoy... Chapter 1 I had spent 2 days posting ads on Craigslist to market my hot little twat and that I was the sexiest little Cum Slut around. I got many lucrative responses, but you never know who will show? The night came and I went to the bookstore dressed so Slutty it may have been illegal in public! 6" heels, corset showing off my little tits, t-back panties, garter belt, black stockings, and a skirt so short it showed of my tiny hiney!!! As I walked through the door I saw several guys were browsing the videos, and they're heads instantly turned towards me as I smiled and went inside the theater. It took me a few minutes from my eyes to adjust to the darkness, and I thought it was a nice crowd. Several guys had the cocks out and stroking themselves ; nice! As I walked by them, I felt their hands grabbing and probing my 'lil ass and horny hole! I was so turned on, my heart was racing and my little twat quiverd. I saw a bench out in the middle of the theater; I went to it and bent over it.I pulled of my t-back panties flipped my skirt up exposing all that I had! I held my panties up over my head, leaving little doubt why I was there; and I said outload, "I want to be Fucked!" While I was getting Lubed I felt the first hard cock sliding inside my hole with a good stretch of my twat it was so good! I was in ecstasy as he sped up his thusts, I knew he was going to cum so I pushed back on to him. I started shaking and grinding my hips pushing my twat further onto his cock!!! I felt his hot cum explode into me as my slutty little hole worked all the cum out of this first of many cocks to come. As he pushed deeper and deeper finishing dumping his load into me; I glanced around and could see more guys watching with their hard cocks out ready to fuck me!!! This was what I've wanted for some time! I then got really Fucked! After about the sixth one, I could feel the cum leaking down my legs, I was loving it! As the next one approached me, he flipped me over on my back and pushed my legs back over my head. I was opened up and exposed for all to see; gawd I was such a little Cum Whore, wiggling my litte ass begging for more! I didn't realize how big this next Cock was until he buried himself into me in one thrust, I could hear the Cum squishing out of my hole as I felt it running down my ass. I felt deliciously wicked!!! As I felt his cock swell inside me, he started fucking me harder and harder. I wanted his load inside me so bad, at that moment I wanted nothing more! He started shaking and I could feel him unload into my hungry twat, as I felt more hot cum running down my crack; I scooped it up and rubbed it all over my face and in my mouth groaning saying, " give me more!". By now my twat was wide open, wet, and needing more!!! So much more...
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I travel a great deal for my job. About 5 years ago, I was spending a lot of time in Honolulu. My company put me up in a hotel in the center of Waikiki. There are quite a number of gay bars near my hotel. But, I'm not much of a bar patron. I prefer the quick, seedy, anonymous encounters of ABS booth and glory hole sex. Right in Waikiki are 2 ABS. Just a few blocks from each other. One is quite large, with about 12 booths. 4 or 5 glory holes. I enjoy that place and there's normally quite a lot of action going on. But it doesn't open till noon each day. My afternoons are normally pretty busy. So, for a quick morning encounter, I've been trying a very small ABS that's just a few blocks away. This small place opened at 10am. Like most ABS's, it could be hit or miss. Typically, this place was a miss. The only time it seemed to be busy was around 2am, when all the gay and str8 bars around it closed for the night. But, in the dozens of times I'd been there in the mornings, I'd had enough fun encounters there, that I kept coming back. Let me describe the layout of the video arcade. You enter the bookstore and head straight to the back of the store. There's a swinging saloon style door that leads into the arcade. There's a wall directly in front of you as you enter the arcade, displaying the movies available on the machines. To the left are 2 large booths that don't have a glory hole. You then have to turn right and walk down a short hall that has a locked storage room. The clerks are often coming back there to get merchandise and supplies. Then turning left again, are 3 smaller booths on the right side of the hall. Those 3 booths share 2 glory holes between them. I like to sit in the center booth, so that I have the opportunity for 2 cocks to play with if I'm that lucky to be there when it's busy. One weekday morning, I arrived at the store just as the good looking, older black guy that worked there was unlocking the door for business. He held the door open for me as I walked inside the shop. We'd chatted briefly before. He was always pleasant. But, I couldn't get a reading on him as to whether he was gay or straight? We exchanged some quick pleasantries and I headed directly to the back of the store to the booths. I went into the center booth with the 2 glory holes and put $5 into the machine. I knew it was going to take some time before anyone would show up. If anyone did show up. The movie was hot and I was definitely turned on. I had been watching for about 5 minutes, when I heard some noise coming from the storage closet area. I peeked through the glory hole on my right. Looking out through the doorway of that booth, I had a direct view into the hallway that contained the storage room. The storage door was open and I could see the clerk inside it placing a box up on the top of a shelf. The then came out of the closet, shut and locked the door, then turned and leaned back against the door. I could see him rubbing his crotch as he leaned back against the door. He could see into the booth on my right and see me peeking through the glory hole. Then he unzipped his fly and pulled out a beautiful, semi hard, 8" cut big black cock, with a huge mushroom head. I put my hand through the glory hole and motioned for him to come into the vacant booth. But he motioned with his hand for me to come out into the hallway. With my hard cock sticking out my fly, I unlocked my booth door and stepped out into the hallway and walked toward him. His cock was fully hard now. Definitely at least 8"s and thick. I quickly dropped to my knees and took his mushroom cockhead into my mouth. He whispered, "Wait!". And pulled his cock from my mouth, putting it back into his pants and zipped up. DAMN! I thought I was going to be able to get some black dick. "Stay here. I'll lock the store". And he stepped back into the store area. I could hear him locking the front door and rummaging through a drawer at the front counter. Finally he came back into the arcade area. Stepped up to me and unbuckled his pants. Unzipping his fly, he again pulled out his bbc. It was flaccid, but I again dropped to my knees and took it into my mouth. It didn't take long for him to be back at full hardness. This hot black guy looked like he was in his early 50's. 6" tall, thin but muscular. His short hair was salt and pepper. And he looked like he hadn't shaved this morning. He had stubble all over his face. He was very handsome. I have a real weakness for black men. I sucked him for several minutes, then he reached under my arms and pulled me up to him. "Nice cocksucking. You like black dick?" "Fuck yeah", I said. Then he put his lips to mine and kissed me. His tongue going deep into my mouth. While we kissed, he reached behind me and started to feel my ass. I moaned, letting him know I was interested in being fucked. He slid his hand down the back of my pants, into my briefs and found my asshole. He rubbed it as we continued to kiss. No doubt about it. He wanted to fuck me. Thankfully, I had douched that morning. I always try to be prepared, in case the opportunity to get fucked presents itself. "Fuck, yeah! Fuck me", I said. I pulled my bottle of poppers from my pants. I began to undo my belt, unzip my fly and pulled my pants and briefs down. Dropping them to the floor. Then I turned around and bent over. He pulled a chair from one of the booths. And placed it in front of me. Giving me something to hold onto and maintain my bent over position. He took a small bottle of lube from his pocket and began to lubricate my asshole. I took some deep sniffs of poppers to prepare me for his bbc and large mushroom cockhead. Once he had sufficiently lubed both my hole and his cock, he moved behind me and rubbed his cock on my hole. Damn, I wanted him inside me, so badly. I continued to sniff the poppers as he pushed up inside me. DAMN! It hurt. But I was determined to take his dick deep inside me. He was slow and gentle as he continued to push up into me. He obviously knew it took a little time for guys to get adjusted and relaxed enough to take his dick. Finally, when he was balls deep in me, he held it there and allowed me to get used to the size of his cock. I took a few more hits of poppers. Then he reached for my bottle and took a couple of hits, himself. Then he began to fuck me. He started slow. I was groaning with pleasure. He quickened his pace. Slamming deeper and harder into me. "You like my black dick?" "Oh, God, YEAH..!!!" I groaned. "Good. I love your white pussy". And he slammed into me. His body making a loud slapping sound as he repeatedly slammed his dick into me. His balls slapping against mine. He continued to talk dirty as he was fucking me. He spoke in a whisper. Kept calling me his "white whore. White pussy. And slutty cocksucker". It didn't take long before he slammed deep into me. And unloaded the content of his balls, deep in my gut. He groaned softly as he filled me. I could tell he was trying to keep the noise level down. He came, then quickly pulled out of me. He pulled a couple of packages of Wet Wipes from his pants pockets and handed me one, as he opened the other. This guy was prepared. He'd obviously had these quick arcade fucks often and came prepared. He wiped off his cock as I wiped my ass. My ass was slick from both the lube and his cum that was now dripping from my hole. He pulled up his pants and said. "Stay here. I'm going to unlock the door. Go back into your booth. By the way, I work Mondays through Thursdays from 10am till 3pm. Come back and I'll fuck you again". Then he exited the arcade to again unlock the store for business. I pulled myself together. Went back into the center booth and inserted a dollar. I needed a few minutes to catch my breath and come down from the popper rush. Then I exited the arcade to find him talking with a customer about some of the sex toys. I smiled as I passed him and said, "Thanks". "See you again", he said as I left the store. I went back to that bookstore many more times for about a year and a half. I'd always arrive just as he was opening up at 10am. He'd usually lock the door and follow me back to the arcade. Sometimes he didn't have much time and just wanted me to quickly suck him off. Filling my mouth with his sweet load. But, most of the time we'd have a repeat of him fucking me bareback. We never did discuss our status. Sadly, the store was sold. The new owners closed the arcade. When I did visit the store after the store reopened, I asked the clerk if the black gentleman was still working there? She said, "No. None of the previous employees were working there now". I was crushed that I wasn't going to be able to get his bbc inside me anymore. Our paths did cross recently. I saw him at the small grocery store in the center of Waikiki. He was shopping with a beautiful white woman, who was in her 40's. I'm assuming it was his wife. We just discretely smiled at each other as we passed in the grocery isle. She's one lucky bitch to have his black dick in her whenever she wants it. I sure miss our frequent quickies in the arcade.
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Visiting Portland next weekend (10/23-25). I’ll be at some sleaze hotel near Fat Cobra. Looking to swap a couple loads and maybe a few other things. Hit me up if you'd like to swap some DNA
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Preface: This story if 100% true. You also have to know I enjoy getting fucked in public situations. Last night I was in a slutty mood for cock, in fact, my hole was twitching, so I went to the local ABS here in town where there is an arcade where, after paying the admission, there are ample booths to cruise. Of course the arcade is hit or miss, so I decided to go to the all-male theater. I paid the admission, entered the theater and waited for my eyes adjust to the dark. Immediately I could see a naked guy going down on another guy. This has promise, I thought to myself as I took a seat in the front of the theater, enjoying the show. Soon the cock sucker stood-up and came over to me. He was about 6’, 190 pounds, had a somewhat hairy chest, and a nice cock, probably about 6” soft. I should say right now that during the summer months, I shave all my body hair off so I’m smooth all over. I find it very sexy myself, and it’s cooler. Plus, smooth guys get me hot. Okay, back to the theater. The guy leaned over, and jabbed his tongue into my mouth for a very deep, sloppy kiss, which I found very hot, so I kissed him back, our tongues swirling around each other. Feeling for his cock, I began stroking him, and as I did so, he slid his his hand down my tank and rubbed my nipple. Now, my nipples are the quickest way to turn me on, in fact, I call them my 'whore buttons': rub them the right way, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for a guy. I suggested we move to the back of the theater, where there is a small couch. We get back there and I strip nude. I don’t know how he knew I was a bottom, but suddenly he has me almost upside down, ass up on the couch. I’m so horny; I’m ready for whatever happens. He’s rubbing my ass and my hole, getting me even hotter. He puts lube on my ass and puts two fingers in my hole, rolls them around stretching me open, and then I feel even more fingers, which is even hotter. I’m hitting the poppers and flying. He starts to put his entire hand in my ass. I’m not new to fisting, but this wasn’t the place, and I didn’t have any J-lube. I let him know that that won't happen here. So he gently slides his rock hard cock in my hole. I love the feeling. I can feel the veins on his cock slowly moving over my outer ring. The sensation is glorious. Just what the piggy ordered. Slowly in and out a couple of times, then he plays with my hole again. I’m in heaven. I love ass play. While I’m lying upside down, he pushes his cock back into my hole and he leans over and kisses me. We play tongue hockey for awhile, and it’s at this point I beg him for his load in my hole. He doesn’t say anything, but stands back up, and pulls out. He begins jacking his cock, and just as he’s about to shoot, he slides it in back in my greasy hole. He started convulsing and moaning loudly. I feel him shoot his cum in my guts. I thank him. He gets dressed and leaves. Load #1. I stay in my upside down position. The guy that was getting sucked off stands up, comes over, doesn’t say anything, but slides his nice sized cock deep in my already cum-lubed hole. From what I could tell, he was about 7” cut. I groan because it feels amazing. He was a nice thruster, and he file me nicely. He kept up a steady pace of gliding in and out of my cum-lubed hole. I kept hitting the poppers. Suddenly he grabs my legs, thrusts in one last time, and unloads deep in my hole. He stays in that position for a little while, while he cums back down to earth. He gets dressed and leaves, never saying a single word. Load #2. I sit upright on the couch and watch some porn. Not good porn, but it did the job. I played with my nipples, just to keep them alive. After awhile an older guy comes in, drops his pants and tries to jack off, but I don’t think he got hard. Then this big guy, solid build comes in and sits on the couch in front of me. I didn’t really pay attention to him, until the old guy gets up and goes to the new guy and kneels in front of him, swallowing his cock. I lean over his couch and I can see a very nice cock on him. It looks very thick, and probably a good 7.5” cut. The guy getting sucked told the guy sucking him that he didn’t want to cum just then, so he got up went back to his seat. We all sat there for awhile, and I leaned over the couch in front of me where the solid guy was and checked out his cock again. He was waving it back and forth, as in an invitation, so got up and knelt in front of him. Remember, I’m nude, and no one else is. I eye his cock, almost in a worship-like state. I take his cock in my mouth. It’s pretty thick, probably about 7.5”x5”, and very suckable. I hit the poppers like it’s my last time to do so, and I’m consumed with this guys cock. It was amazing. Just the maleness of it was astounding. I taste some pre-cum coming out of his slit. It tastes so good. He asks me if I like his pre-cum. My mouth was full of his cock and all I could do was nod. The guy starts talking to me. “Suck my cock, faggot.” Normally, I don’t care for that word, but being on poppers, anything was fine with me. I work his cock slowly, and savor the feel of his skin. It’s warm, solid, and intimate. He tells me to suck just the head. I do this and he begins to moan. I drive him crazy with this for a few minutes. I look up at him and he’s staring at me. The most butch, masculine, and sexy look there is. At one point, he asks if I’m a bottom. I tell his yes. He asks how many loads do I have in me. I tell him two. I tell him that I’m a cum receptacle. He keeps up the dirty talk for a little while, calling me whore, slut, and I’m still huffing poppers. I grasped his cock to help guide it to my mouth, but he pushed my hand away telling me, “Don’t touch me, faggot.” My knees began to hurt being in that position so long, so I went back to my couch and sat down. The guy stood up and went to the old guy, who started sucking his cock again. I guess that he was the fluffer for the evening. While he was sucking the guy, I got in the upside down position again. Suddenly he pulls out of the sucker’s mouth, and says, “Let me fuck this fag.” I was one happy piggy. He comes over and puts his cock at my hole, and makes me beg for it. I tell him, “Please fuck me with your cock. I need it.” That seemed to do the trick. He just rams his cock in my hole. It was wider that the other two guys. I loved feeling full of his cock. It was a sense of complete satisfaction knowing that this guy had his maleness inside me. OINK! There was nothing gentle about this guy’s fuck. I didn’t care, I just wanted the load. After a bit, he says, “Stand up and lean over the couch.” I do. He grabs my hips and thrusts his cock back in my hole in one thrust. It nearly He may have been trying to get a painful reaction out of me, but I didn’t give him one. I was enjoying the ride. I was high on poppers and I had a wide cock in my hole. He kept the dirty talk going, calling me a faggot, a dirty whore, and a slut. I agreed with him, telling him again that I was a cum receptacle. He asks, “Do you want my load?” I begged him, “Yes, please, cum deep in my guts. I want it, I need it.” After two or three more thrusts, he says, “Here’s load number three!” As he’s filling my guts with his cum, he grabs my hips and holds on. I reach behind him and grab a thigh, to keep him in me. He pushes my hand away and tells me again, “Don’t touch me faggot.” He pulls out and gets dressed and leaves. Load #3. I stayed for a little while longer, but no one else came in, so I went home, all sloshy. I love that feeling of my ass filled with cum, and going out in public, while no one else has a clue about it. I kept all three loads all night long.
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I'll be visiting NYC January 23-31. BB bottom bear here and would like a buddy to help me navigate the city. I plan on hitting up all the sex parties, bars, adult bookstores, etc. If you want to be a dirty whore for a week with a buddy let me know. I'm also looking for suggestions on where I can get bred. I plan to take dozens of loads while visiting.
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On the way home from work I stopped at the book store to buy poppers, and figured I should check out the booths. Luck would have it the booth with a glory hole on each side was open, with a cock sucker on each side. Usually I'm a dirty slutty bottom, but last night I wanted to get serviced. I dropped my pants and fed the machine some singles. Going back and forth from warm mouth to warm mouth hitting the poppers the whole time. After awhile my time ran out and I decided to find a new booth, maybe with a top to breed my hole. The sexy cocksucker from the other side of one of the glory holes followed me into a booth. Who was I to complain. I let him feed the machine with some singles get down on his knees and worship my cock. We both had our own poppers and were flying high on the brown bottle. It did not take long before I was pumping my poz cum down his throat and he did a great job of cleaning off my cock. Would love to run in to that little slut again.
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I stopped into a skeazy ABS last night looking to drop a load. As I entered the booth area, I noticed a real hot pig who looked tweaked and had the hot signs of an AIDS wasting pig. We went into adjoining booths and he hauled out his huge cut cock and shoved through the gloryhole. I immediately started snorting my poppers, a special mixture of jungle juice and Amsterdam and started flying. After sucking his rank cock and shoving it as far down my throat as I could take it he asked to see my ass. I rarely get fucked but the poppers and his huge cock got me soo turned on. I took a huge hit of poppers and slowly shoved my cunt back on his diseased shaft. I stifled my discomfort with a constant supply of poppers. Another guy entered the opposite booth and shoved a large uncut cock that smelled like it hadn't been washed for days through the hole. I started licking the cheese from under his cock head and then bobbed down on the thick, stinky shaft. The AIDS pig fucking me started pounding me real hard and shot a huge toxic load in my cunt. He withdrew quickly and was out of his booth. I turned around and shoved my now slick cunt back on the nasty cock I had been sucking. The curve in his cock was killer and it felt like he was tearing me apart. I kept on snorting the poppers and taking his uncut cock like a pig should and he eventually unloaded in my ass. I sat down in the booth immediately started jacking my own diseased cock and shot a load all over my chest. I was running late and rushed out of the store still on a poppers daze. When I got home I went to the bathroom and noticed a hot mixture of blood and cum pooling in the ass of my Hugo Boss briefs. I scooped up the mixture and started jacking off again while thinking of the two AIDS dicks that had fucked my tight top hole.
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How did I meet Alan? He worked at the Daltons I frequent. He’d processed enough of my special orders and backorders that we’d cum to know each other by name. On occasion he’d call my home to tell me this book or that had come in. I always suspected Alan was Gay. I might have tried to make something of it, were I not 42 and POZ; and I imagine Alan was in his low twenties. So I’d always smile or wave and leave it at that. Actually I did see him around. At a bookstore, too, though not of the Daltons variety—where I and my colleagues went to get off. When our eyes met, his countenance lit up. “Hi, Mr. Wilson.” “Alan! Nice to see you! And the name is Jim.” Alan glanced around at the men cruising the corridors. “These guys are Gay, aren’t they, Jim? I’ve never been in here before. I haven't often come in here - I usually just dream about it..” “Then you’re among friends. Tell you what. See that Green Door over there? That leads to the bar. Let’s have a drink, talk it over; and, if you want, I’ll show you around.” “Okay - I'll meet you in a couple of minutes.” We crossed into the bar and took a remote table near the johns. I approached the bartender and ordered two bourbon-and-cokes, and returned to Alan where he told me about himself. Turned out Alan only thought he was Gay, cause he’d never really had sex outside of fooling around with some high school buds. And he was there to find out “the truth.” I sipped my drink and ordered him another which he gulped down as I recounted what I’d seen at the bookstore—Fucking and Sucking, Rimming and Orgies, and, occasionally, Fisting and Crossdressing. “Doesn’t anybody go in just to watch? I mean, do you have to do something?” “Course you don’t. You can be as picky and choosy as you want. And go home just as horny as when you came in. Tell you what. Let’s share a booth and watch a movie and you can judge for yourself.” After his third drink, a double, Alan was on the verge of inebriation—totally relaxed, inhibitions vanished, but not quite tipsy. Given his youthful and lissome appearance, the stalkers were ready to pounce, so I quickly ushered the guy into a Booth. I purposely selected a Stall with Glory Holes on both sides. As I latched the door, there was a mad dash to the adjoining compartments. I stripped down and told Alan to take off his Tee and pull down his jeans. Reluctant at first, he sheepishly complied. When he was down to his briefs, I urged him to peer through one of the Holes. The Sleaze in the next Stall was beating off with one eye on Alan. Nervously, Alan licked his lips. The Fag misinterpreted, and slid his fat slimy Cock through the hole. Alan was uncertain of the protocol, so I handed him my bottle of Poppers and bent down to demo. Literally holding my nose (the dude in the next Stall was a Sleaze) I wrapped my lips about the odious Shaft and proceeded to Suck—one, two, three deep strokes, before taking the fetid Manshaft down my throat. Alan had never done Amyl before, let alone sucked a Cock, so I instructed him to uncap the bottle, take 3 hits in each nostril, and inhale deeply. I pushed him to his knees and guided his lips toward the effusive Pole. Inhibitions diminished by booze and the fumes, with his natural instincts Alan was transformed from an inexperienced man into a rip-roaring Fag. Glistening fibers of Precum dangled from the Stranger’s Piss Slit to the Youth’s lips, as Alan, appetite whetted by his first taste of Manmeat, grew cognizant of what was to Cum. After a few minutes of Cocksucking, the Sleaze Pit moaned loudly. “Don’t let me down, guy. Use the Poppers. Inhale deeply. Keep on Sucking the Dude.” In a second Alan was rewarded with his first Load of Cum as DISEASED SEED spewed down the Teenager’s throat. Yeah, I knew the Fucker was POZ. Of course I didn’t want to bother Alan with such trivia, but I was ecstatic at how quickly the Boy had been exposed to the Bug. Alan initially had trouble taking the Venom. The Poison oozed down his chin. But I urged him to swallow as much as he could, and thank the Sleaze for fucking his face. He came down from his sexual high dripping with sweat and inundated with Cream. Sensing he was a bit overwhelmed, I urged him to make the Amyl his constant companion, and use it freely and often. I suggested that, as a Newbie and a First Timer, it behooved him to suck the guy in the opposite booth who’d been patiently waiting. His desire piqued, Alan pigged out at the other Glory Hole, sliding his lips on a nice seven-incher, a definite upgrade from the previous Shaft. His timorousness (along with his fear of disease) diminished as I spewed a licentious stream of obscenities in his ear. Shortly, Alan was honored with his second Load of the night as the man spasmed and shot a Wad down his throat. I couldn’t help but smile as Alan wiped his lips. While I had previously pointed out the Green Door, I had failed to mention the black one, beyond which the Youth would soon learn what it meant to be a manpussy. From overdoing the Poppers and the effect of the booze, Alan didn’t feel so hot. I accompanied him to the john where he felt queasy and sick. I avowed I had just what he needed, and pulled a little blue Pill I kept stashed in my billfold. He gulped it down. We sat down on the bench by the staff lockers to wait. I’d given him an Amphetamine I rarely indulged in, because of its strength. I groped his thigh, till I felt his Cock stiffen. “How you feelin’?” “Much better!” In fact, he was flying. We passed through the black door into the back room. In the dark chamber, unseen hands groped Alan as I tongued his lips and lobes. I implored him to go with the flow and let it happen—that this was what he wanted and needed, and it was wrong to resist. Coarse impatient hands unbuckled his belt and pulled off his Tee as his jeans dropped to the floor. As our eyes adjusted, we made out a dozen guys of all ages and sizes, one threesome entwined in simultaneous shagging, as their compatriots inched their way towards the Boy. Deviants on their knees ravished Alan's Cock and Balls, while others suckled his Nips and nuzzled his neck. I knelt to eat his Mancunt, as I withdrew a small tube of Vaseline from my sock. I worked one, then two greased fingers into his Pussy while I lubed up my Cock. God! It was all I could do to resist ramming my whole Fist up his Ass! But that would have spoilt the fun yet to Cum. Alan moaned and, remembering his Poppers were trapped in his fallen pants pocket, eagerly accepted a little brown bottle from one of the Dudes. I grasped Alan’s hips, pressed my stiffening Dick to his Anus, and slid in till my Balls bounced off his Ass Cheeks. Although Alan showed every indication of being a natural born Bottom, he had a great deal of difficulty accepting my Shaft; and the guttural groans from deep in his throat were not strictly moans of delight. But the Poppers and the Amphetamine, along with the Alcohol still in his system, allayed his discomfort. So I pounded and plowed his ex-Virgin Hole till ropes of POZ Jizm shot into his Ass. Sated and exhausted, I withdrew and came out coated with a Slimy Veneer of Cum, Shit, and Blood. Next the Dude who’d offered Alan the Poppers impaled the Youth. Facilitated by previous deposits of Cum, the second and subsequent Penetrations went smoothly. By the end of the night Alan had taken 7 Loads up his Ass and 9 down his throat, lacking mine, which I was saving for later. Not bad for a Virgin. Most of the Dudes who plowed Alan were acquaintances, a couple of whom I call friends. At least 3, maybe 4, of the Loads had been POZ. At one point, a small contingent of Alan’s admirers chanted, “Charge Him! Charge Him!”—though I’m convinced Alan, as ensnared by concupiscence as he was, didn’t hear or just didn’t care. When we left at 4 AM, Alan remarked he had no idea how great ManSex could be, and how he would have done every guy in the joint, were it not for the persistent pain in his Butt and the Blood. He asked if I had another of those little blue Pills, and I said he’d have to come back to My Place to get one. I also suggested a little Pot and a stiff drink might help him sleep. Without further ado, I guided him to my car. The night was as old as I was, but the morning was young. And there was still much to be done.
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Met a guy on Scruff and went down to his place to play. It's about 1/2 hour drive. Anyway, got there and whatever it was, we didn't click and he sent me on my way. Not wanting to waste my outing, I stopped by a bookstore on my way home. This bookstore has an odd layout, but most of the booths have glory holes in them. But there aren't many booths, and usually more people standing around then there are booths. And then no one wants to do anything except with the one guy who is usually terrorized by the 10 guys chasing him. But anyway... Went into one pair of booths where the GH is between the booths above the seat in each booth. So, in order to get your dick sucked, you have to kneel on the seat and the other guy has to bend over the seat to do some sucking. So, there's this big fat guy with a small cock in the other booth. Between his fat stomach and his tiny cock, it was like mission impossible. So, I leave my booth and he unlocks the door for his booth. Yep, it's a small dick alright. But even small dicks need sucking, so I did my job on it. He eventually fed me a nice load. Next guy was a tall black man. He was waiting in a booth with no glory holes, but obviously wanted some company. His cock was HUGE! 9-10" and fat! Fatter than my mouth can handle. I do what I can with the first couple of inches. Eventually, he starts using his hands to force my head further down on his cock. It was truly making me gag. Eventually he stands. Pulls me to standing and bends me over so he can feel my ass. I spit on my hand and wet my ass so he knows I'm not opposed to some ass play. Eventually, he spins me around and starts trying to shove that fucker up my ass. I do what I can, but without lube or poppers, this is hard work! Eventually, he works that fucker into my ass, but I'm barely able to tolerate the assault. I do my best to take it, but it's really not going well. Finally, I give up and tell him I need to take a break. In the meantime, there's a skinny black guy who's moving from one booth with a glory hole to another. As the evening progresses, he's starts getting more into showing off. He's sitting in booths with the doors cracked whacking his cock while watching straight porn. A couple of times, I see him in a booth with another guy getting his cock sucked. A couple of times, I try to enter the booth where he is, but he sends me a way. Eventually, I guess it's my turn. He lets me into his booth. I get down on my knees and start sucking his cock. It's really a nice cocks. Not tiny like the first one, not too fat like the second one. This one was 9" long and just thin enough that I can do a decent job sucking it! After a while of sucking it, I decided to ask him for what I really wanted: to get fucked. He says he's not interested, but he's just too passive for me to get excited sucking him. I ask him is he's fucked guys before. He says he has. I ask him if he's sure he doesn't want to fuck me. No, he doesn't. Well, I decided to go for what I wanted anyway. I got him nice and wet, then I stood up, turned around, and sat right down on that fucker! I start bouncing up and down, fucking myself on his cock. Eventually, he starts getting animated, pushing up into me. Finally, I get up, tell him to stand up. I turn around and bend over the seat, I pull him around behind me, and practically pull his cock back into my ass. He got going then and started pounding my ass! It was feeling really good until he abruptly stops. I thought maybe he had cum, but no. I asked him about the other guys who had sucked him, had he cum for them. No. I guess he's playing an edging game and he wasn't ready to deposit his load. Damn it! Anyway, you can see how the story gets its name. Unfortunately, I only got one load. Note to self: Don't leave the lube at home. Even though I hadn't started out at the ABS, I shouldn't leave home without it.
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It has been weeks since I got my slut on so I decided to do it up big with an all day trip to the local ABS. I've been plenty of times before, so I knew what to expect and with it being the holidays, I knew it was going to be crazy busy. I arrived around 11:30am looking forward to the lunch rush of workmen that would flood in looking to get off. Wearing only joggers, wife-beater, and tenners I purchased my entrance into the theater and booths. I went into the booths spotting that my favorite booth that had GHs to two other booths and the back area of the theater was open. I slipped my way in and shut the door. Once inside I tied my key to my left shoe lace and tucked my ID into my right shoe. I slipped off my joggers and beater before sitting on the chair provided in the room. I love this place. The booths play porn non-stop. No coins or any of that other BS. My hands felt over my freshly waxed thighs and stomach before I took hold of my cock and pushed a finger up my meticulously cleaned ass. My eyes had been adjusting to the dark since I walked in. It took a few minutes but then I saw a cock hanging through GH from the theater. I didn't have to be asked. I got down on my knees and took the head between my lips. It was a nice 7 in cock with a thick shaft. The head was a little sticky with pre. Oh fuck, how I love the first taste of a guy's cock. It was sweet and just slightly musky. I sucked that cock right in not wanting to waste his time or mine. Bobbing and slurping I loved that cock as it got harder and longer for me. I held his balls in one hand as I continued to finger my hungry hole between my legs. As I sucked a voice came into my booth from the booth next to me through another GH. "That's it baby, suck that big cock. You like that big hard cock, don't you baby? You are a hungry little cocksucker. Need to get fed by some big cock, right baby?" I don't know who this fucker was, but he was getting me so hot. His voice was a deep baritone and he spoke with such dominance. I loved it. It made me suck the other guy even harder. I pulled the dude's balls as I continued deep throating and fucking my head and throat down on his hot long thick cock. I could feel the thick juices from my throat on my tongue as I pulled off his long cock. I'd give the head a little nibble then swallow him whole again. Each time I pulled off I would suck as hard as I could. He liked it. I could feel his nads in my hand pull up. He wanted to nut. I was going to make him. That's what I do. My finger pushed against his perineum, massaging it. His balls drew up tighter. I sucked harder, but keeping my rhythm consistent. I felt his cock get harder and thicker. Then it began to throb. Finally, as his balls pulled up tight against his groin I felt the first wave of seed pulse through his shaft. The head almost doubled in size inside my throat as I felt it unleash its seed. He gave me a good eight shots of warm delicious sperm into my throat and mouth. I nursed on his cock trying to get out every drop of his seed before he got to sensitive and pulled out. Pleased with myself, I backed away from the hole turning to the direction of the voice. He asked me to show him the load and I did. Like a good slut I held it in my mouth and opened up for this stranger to see. I got closer to the GH so that he could get a good look. "That's a good boy. You can swallow now." I did, rubbing my hand over my throat, chest and tummy as I did. Then I got up from my squatted position and took a seat on the chair so that "my man" could have a look at all of me. "Hey baby, are you a good little slut? Do you love to suck and get fucked by anonymous cocks?" I didn't say a word, but only nodded my head in agreement as I played with my dick. "Let me come over there and play with you baby. We will have lots of fun and I will help you get lots of cock. Does that sound fun, baby?" Again I nodded then I got up from my chair and without covering myself I unlocked the door and waited for him. His door unlatched and swung open. Then I watched as my door opened standing right in front of it. He pulled the door open to find me standing there completely naked He smiled and stepped to the side for just a moment to let the men behind him see me. Then he reached in and around me pushing two of this thick fingers into my boycunt before pulling me to him and kissing me hard on the mouth. I'm pretty sure that anyone in the room saw it before he pulled me back into the booth and locked the door. He opened his pants pulling then to his knees before he sat down. I took a moment to look him over. He was probably in his mid-30s, only 5' 8" and without question the heaviest guy I ever considered having sex with. He had to be at least 230-240lbs, but it was easy to overlook when I eyes filled with his cock. It was one of the longest I have seen, at least 10 in and it had a beautiful fat head on it, but not too large. My heart raced as I looked at it. "Get over here, bitch. Let's show these fuckers what you can do. You know that they love to watch." What do you think? Should I continue? Thanks for reading.
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Ever since my first m2m in a restroom on campus. I have been hooked on anon sex. I have done with women and men that I have met on the net. but nothing excites me more than a raw cock (a raw bbc) pushed through that is willing to breed this white ass. In the last 3 weeks, I have had the pleasure of being bred 5x (3 bbc, 1 latin and 1 white). the biggest being 9+ inches. I am headed that way tonight or tomorrow. I cannot seem to get enough of it.
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I wouldn’t trade the country for the city but with no sex at or around my rural home I have to get some satisfaction, besides jerking off, at least once in awhile. Despite the last few times at the video store booths being non-events my urges were uncontrollable one particular day. I put on some new black panty hose and a pair of white silky panties with the crotches cut out for real easy access. I topped off my under attire with a white padded bra and a short blue slip and threw on some loose jeans and a shirt and took the hour plus drive to the booths and dark rooms one more time. A quick cruise through the maze of booths and glory holes showed the place was busier than normal for this time of day. I quickly headed for a familiar booth with a curtain and glory holes on three walls to adjoining booths and into a dark hallway on the other wall. I slid down my jeans to expose the white panties and black pantyhose. In just a few seconds a guy looked in and moved on, but the next guy that looked in paused only a second and then walked right up to me. He glanced at me, felt my stockings and obviously knowing what I wanted said, “C’mon, let’s get-it-on in another booth.” He was fit and good-looking so without hesitation I followed him to another area where there were lots of guys hanging around in the hallway. I followed him into one of the nearby booths. My slutty side was hot and ready so in no time at all he had a condom on and had me bent over pounding my open crotch panty clad ass with my hands against the wall bracing myself as he thrust deep and fast. The first condom broke but he quickly changed it and proceeded to use me until he came. He kept his cock in me until it started to soften and then we separated and went off in different directions. After that I got sucked on for a little bit, but not much happened until I met him in the hallways again and he told me he wanted to poke me again. Once again he was particular about the booth he wanted, I followed him willingly again into the dark booth lit only by the porn video playing. Since he had already cum I had to suck on him for a several minutes before he spun me around, put on another one of his condoms and rammed me again. The lube situation seemed better this time but once again his condom broke. I’m not sure what he had done to the condoms for them to break, but didn’t care anyway. This time guys were peeking in at us as if they knew what was happening. I loved being watched dressed as a cunt while being used as one. He changed out his broken condom and once again banged away at my sluttily dressed ass until he stiffened, shook and held his cock deep in me. This time he gave a typical compliment and left. I hadn’t even slid my pants back up when a muscular guy stepped right in the dark booth and showed me his stiff cock. I went right for it and sucked away as he reached around and felt my panties and stockings. He moved his finger into my ass and I gave the ok signal by wiggling my ass and pushing back against his finger allowing him to probe deeper. Without any words he positioned me and slid right in from behind. It felt good and I couldn’t believe it slid in so easy. He started pounding on me at a steady rate. I reached back just to make sure and sure enough he was fucking me raw. It was just what I wanted and turned me on big time. I pushed back and he knew that I knew he was raw and wanted it and he started jack-hammering my mancunt. By this time a few guys were right in the entrance to the booth watching up close as my panty clad ass being taken by a stranger raw. I heard one of the guys ask, “He taking it bareback?” "Yeah." “All right!” was the response. As my head banged against the wall and my ass was ravaged by the raw cock the other guys looked on and expressed their approval with occasional 'yeahs' and 'all rights' and, of course, and moans. I was getting close with my cock oozing sperm. He must have known because he didn’t attempt to please me at all. He grabbed my hips tighter and pounded faster looking only to satisfy his animal urges. I felt him cum in me but he just kept pounding away like nothing happened. Cum was oozing out all over my panties and stockings and what didn’t leak out was getting pistoned in deeper. I wondered if he really thought I didn’t know he had shot his raw load in me. But I didn’t care and he just kept pounding away as long as he could driving his cum deep into my panty-clad ass. He softened, pulled out and appreciatively patted my ass and left. I spun around saw a face in the glory hole peeking at me. I stuck my cock through and let that stranger who had watched me get bred raw lick my cum that had oozed out off of my cock and then he began to suck. I lasted only seconds and with an enormous orgasm I emptied the last of my load into the warm mouth in the other booth. I left satisfied but the guilt set in and for a just a few days the “What have I done to myself?” question kept coming to mind with a resolve never to do it again. But now, only a few days later I am getting horny thinking and writing about the event. With trepidation I await the fuck flu but either way, as one other story concluded, I’ll probably be back for more.- 1 reply
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New to the site, read as many articles/stories whenever I have a chance (or urge). Thanks all for sharing your experiences/imaginations, all so hot and sexy. Being a negative bottom, I only take bareback cock from my sex partner, let him fill deep inside me, squeezing and milking him dry in my tight ass. I, however, do enjoy another fetish - having cum drying on me. I usually visit local ABS, find different guys to cum all over me, from neck down, so I can rub the warm juice on my nipples, then over my chest, my belly, and even my shoulders if the guy does cum plenty. I'd let it dry as a thin, white layer as lotion, let my skin absorb it, and find another guy, cumming, rubbing, drying and repeat when time permits... Then I'll put on my shirt, back to work, and savor the cum smell in my office. Sometimes, I'd go to gym, workout, and the body heat and sweat just enhance the cum smell... That got me horny as hell until my next shower. Anyone shares the same fetish?
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I will be at Hook Novelty in Lexington Ky Tues 01/10 from 12 to 3 pm I will be taking any all all loads in my ass in the theater, bare only Cum one cum all
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Was at an ABS last night, standing in the hallway, and heard these two guys (presumably friends) talking together about sucking dick, and stuff, and their wives, so I knew they were married. Each also had a wedding band on. No big deal to me, I could careless if guys were cheating on their wives. The one guy was hot, about 28, brown, short, wavy hair, green eyes, muscular, athletic type. Bubble butt under his cargos. I smiled at him and went into a booth with a glory hole in it. In less than a minute I heard someone come into the booth on the other side. Glanced through the hole, and there were the cargo pants I had seen before. Saw the pants slide down around his ankles, and then his dick came through the hole. Hmm, I thought, I thought this guy was talking about sucking dick, not getting sucked, but I love to suck too, so what the hell. His dick was semi-hard, uncut, and about 5" soft so far. I slid my tongue under his foreskin, and licked, and took the head into my mouth. His dick plumped out to about 8 inches, and the skin pulled back off his glistening wet head. I sucked him all the way into my mouth, as my hands worked his balls. I could taste thick pre-cum from his tip. Gently sucked him, driving him crazy for like 2-3 minutes, when he got rock hard, and started to pull his dick back through the hole (why would he do that?), but I had a good hold on his balls, and held on tight. Not wanting any pain in his balls at that climax moment, he pushed his dick back all the way through the hole, right as his cum spewed out in thick spurts into my mouth. I held his cum in my mouth while he was cumming so it would be really wet and warm. When he finished, I licked all I could from his head, and swallowed it all down. Licked his shaft clean, as he pulled it back through. Well, again not what I expected, but very nice I thought. Next thing I know, his ass is backed up against the hole. Being still on my knees, I put my tongue to his ass and started licking and sucking it. I love a guy that wants more even after he cums. I worked on his sweet, smooth, pink hole for about five minutes, when he backs away and hands me a condom through the glory hole. I struggled with the urge to fuck and the dislike of condoms, this was a nice ass! I also struggled with my need to breed his ass, at all costs, being incredibly turned on by doing that. So I took the condom pack, opened it up, and with my teeth, bit off the tip of it, making a huge hole in the end. I rolled it onto my dick, and held my hand over the end as I was lubing it with spit. I could see him watching me to see that I had the condom on. His ass came back to the hole, with his fingers there to help guide my dick in, he had also put some lube onto his ass. I positioned my dickhead right at his hole, and his hands grasped my shaft (condom covered) to feel it, and make sure it was there, as he helped guide me in. The hole in the end of the condom was only big enough to cover my slit on the head, but I held tightly onto my condom covered shaft as I pushed in, and felt the entire head of the condom tear as I pushed into him, so that my entire head of my cock was now inside him bare. I held still onto the condom as I pushed in, to get about 2" of my dick raw inside him, with just now the lower part of my shaft covered with the condom. His hand moved away, and his ass came back fully against the glory hole and onto my dick. The feeling of being inside someone bare is just too strong to resist, it’s like I go into a trance. I began pumping his ass, wild with lust that this boy was being fucked bare, but didn't know it. His ass was so warm, and moist, and hot, I got close in like 3 minutes. Glory holes always turn me on for some reason and make me cum fast anyway. I gave a final push into him deep, and just held it there, and started to cum and breed his ass, blowing my spunk into him raw. This hot married dude, was being seeded and bred, but didn't know it. I could feel his ass, squeezing my dick as I twitched inside him and blew out about 7-8 shots of my cum into him, wild with emotions that I was breeding a guy. As I finished, he started to back off, and I quickly pulled my dick back through, and held my hand over the tip of the condom as he looked back through, and I pulled it off the same way. Dropped it onto the floor in the corner so he couldn't see it, zipped up and left. I wonder if and when he discovered the broken condom or the load of cum that was now swimming in his ass, if ever. I just couldn't help myself though, the urge to breed sometimes becomes too strong to resist, and I just have a need to get my cum into an ass. He was a hot hot boy.
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I was in one of my favorite porno stores cruising around. I kept seeing this guy that I had been with once before, back at school. He kept walking by and growling, I knew he was interested but I wasn't. The last time we had been together there were three of us just jerking off, I wanted more but no one else was interested. When we all finally came he had said something about it being "nice and safe." I had wanted to suck them both off so I could have cared less about being safe, even though at the same time I thought it might have been because he was poz. I kept on passing him by and walking around, but I couldn't find what I needed so I figured, "What the hell, I know he at least has a nice dick." I went into a booth, he followed and his dick was nicer than I remembered it to be. Long, not especially thick, but thick enough, nice foreskin with lots of precum. As soon as he saw mine he started sucking. I thought " Alright, this could be good after all." We then decided to get a room somewhere, so we left the ABS and found a room down the street at a cheap hotel - the kind of hotel hookers seem to favor. We stripped and started making out, falling onto the bed. He was so hot. We took a hit of poppers and stuffed our tongues in each others mouths. Then I got down to business and started sucking him, so much precum, it was so sweet. Then I was on my back and he was fucking my mouth. He slid down and started to kiss me, at the same time positioning himself to fuck me. I knew what he wanted and did not want him fucking me bare. His dick was right up against my ass, foreskin back and that precum still pumping. He slowly pushed and in a soft voice I said "no", he said yes and this went on as he slowly very very slowly worked his way in. He had not gotten far when I said more seriously "no" even though I really wanted it. That was when old reliable came into the picture. He put the poppers under my nose and that was it. When they hit I was like, "Oh God yes, fuck me" and I helped him ( as if he needed it) by crossing my legs behind him and bringing him all the way into my ass. That was all he needed. He started fucking nice and easy, pulling almost all the way out and then jamming it in as far as it would go. When he was getting close then he really started to fuck hard and when he shot his load deep in my ass, that was one of the hottest things that had ever happened. After we were talking about various scenes we had been in and he told me how much fucking around he had done in NYC before AIDS came along. I didn't ask and he didn't tell but whether he was or wasn't it was still one of the hottest fucking scenes ever. I fantasize about meeting him again.
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************ I was at one of my favorite bookstores and in the mood to play. It was just after lunch time on a sunny Monday. I wasn't sure what I’d find, but it never hurts to look. The parking lot looked promising, anyway. I went in, leaned against the wall, and lit a cig, checking out who was there. There was a really hot Latino, a dude who reminded me of your typical frat boy, and the usual trolls. I missed an opportunity to join Latino and frat boy. They entered a booth together. Damn! I popped in the various booths to see who else was playing but didn't find much. I lit another smoke. The Latino left frat boy’s booth and headed for the exit. Hmm, that was quick! But a couple minutes later he reappeared and knocked on the door. Needed condoms or lube or something, I surmised. Things didn't look promising, so I fed in some tokens, watched a porno, and got myself hard. A couple bucks later, I wandered around to see if anyone new had come in. The stud guy with the goatee was back—he’d fucked me a few weeks before. There was also an older dude who went in the bathroom. He came out spouting one huge fucking bulge, and stroked it through his pants. I didn't even notice that the booth frat boy had occupied was vacant, until he emerged from another booth nearby. He sized me up, then reentered, leaving the door slightly ajar. I wondered if I should take the bait, or see what the other dudes had to offer. What the hell, frat boy was sexy—20’s 5'8" 135, shaved head, sweatshirt, olive pants, and combat boots. I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. After feeding some tokens into the machine, we groped ourselves, each waiting for the other to make the first move. He finally did, and unzipped my jeans. He complimented me on my cock size, and I felt him up. I got his pants down, then his tight whites, and out popped the perfect dick—trimmed blond pubes, smooth balls, and a completely straight cock, perfect thickness, and hard as a rock. He asked me what I was into. “Pretty much anything.” “You fuck?” “Sure.” "Want to fuck me, or want me to do you?" “I usually Bottom.” “Condom?” "Prefer not." That turned him on. I sucked his dick and got it nice and wet. “Drop your pants and bend over. Got any lube?” I did not. He spotted a used condom in the corner, picked it up and dumped whoever’s cum onto his cock and smeared the rest onto my hole. Holy fuck! The dude was a sex pig! He slid his meat all the way in and started to fuck me. God, that combination of cock and anonymous jism felt great! I’m a super pig, too! "I’m fucking your ass bareback, man. Damn this is hot! My raw cock plugging your hole!" "Want to cum in me?” "Fuck, yeah!" "Flood my hole, man! Shoot in me!" Which he promptly did. After he’d cum, but before he pulled-up his pants, I glanced through the glory hole, and the hot goateed dude was stroking his fat cock. Glancing through the hole, Frat boy asked me if I wanted that thick dick in me, too. I backed up to the hole. Frat boy knew what was happening—the expression on my face told him all. He lay down on his back so he could look up and watch the thick cock plow me. He told me that his cum was oozing out of my asshole, and reported, dismayed, that the goateed dude wore a rubber. Still, goatee knew how to fuck, and his hips gyrated like crazy. Goatee dude pulled out and frat boy got up. His neck and chest were splattered with cum that had dribbled out of my ass. I stuck my tongue through the glory hole. Goatee dude stripped off the cum-filled condom and plowed his thick dick down my throat. Frat boy urged me to “clean up that cock.” He wiped his own cum off his chest, stroked it onto his hardening cock, fingered my sloppy hole, and thrust his rod back up my ass. Goateed guy zipped up and left. The older dude entered the booth. He pulled out a stubby fat cock with massive balls and flipped both through the hole. Frat Boy pulled out of my ass and sucked his fat dick. The older dude’s cock grew in length, but more so in girth. Frat boy suggested I back up to the hole and see if the older guy would fuck me. I did so, and the guy played with my asshole—then nothing. I glanced through in time to see him walk out. Frat boy put one arm around me and worked the digits of one hand up my used sloppy hole, while he beat off with the other. "I wonder how many guys here are poz ." I shrugged. He winked and shot his load. I knelt in time to get most of it down my throat. We cleaned up, and he told me how fucking hot it had been and how he hoped we could do it again. He left, and I leaned back against my favorite wall and smoked. I still hadn’t cum. This Lumberjack type came in. He headed for one of the end booths, and I entered the adjoining one. It was getting late, and I really needed to get off. I didn't even look through the hole—just dropped my jeans and stroked my dick. Needing coins for the machine, I bent down to grab some tokens from my pants pocket. My ass grazed the hole. Lumberjack thrust his dick through and pushed against my ass crack. I squatted, spread my cheeks, and guided his cock into my asshole. His belt buckle clanked against the partition with each thrust. I started jacking. As I shot, my ass muscles contracted tightly about his rock hard cock. He spasmed and shot up my ass. He beat a hasty retreat to the exit. On my drive home I wondered about frat boy, or pig boy, or whatever you want to call him, and his comment to me: "I wonder how many guys here are poz ." Strange he should mention that. Did either one of us care?
