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I met him on a sex app. He said he loved daddy dick and wanted my loads. We made arrangements to connect the next day. I went over to his place and he was on tohis hands and knees with his ass ready to get my cock. I undressed and started rubbing my cock against his asshole. He had pre-lubed his ass and it was wet and warm. My cock got hard quickly. He was moaning and asking for papi dick to slide inside. I plunged my cock inside that hot warm wet hole. It was amazing and felt so good. We both groaned in pleasure and he pushed his ass back against me as I pushed in deeper. "I love your dick" he muttered. "I love your ass" I said. The slapping sound of our skin on skin was so hot. I pumped and pounded and banged that hole. I grabbed his hips and really slammed him. My cock expanded and I exploded. A nice creamy load deep inside him. I couldn't stop fucking it felt so good. I pounded more. He was moaning and groaning "fuck me papi" I did! I kept fucking and sliding in and out of that wet cummy hole. I shot a second load deep inside his ass. It felt so good to fuck him. I slowly pulled out and a glob of cum dripped out of his hole. I was getting dressed when he said "lets do it again next week!" I agreed, and we have done it 2 more times. I love breeding ass. Never enough. Love putting loads deep inside till my balls are empty!
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PART ONE “Hey Ian! Looks like I finally found us some work?” “Oh? What?” “Prostitutes!” “WHAT?!” “Well, 'retail workers' if you wanna get all technical about it. Same difference, we're getting fucked over either way.” “O...kay...?” These sorts of interactions were commonplace in Kace and Ian's relationship. In fact, you might call it the bread-and-butter of their day-to-day life. Really, Ian should've been used to it now. But for a, shall we say, more 'reserved' person, his boyfriend's more risque sense of humour still succeeded in making that tan on his face look more like a sunburn, and getting him very interested in looking at the floor. Or a wall. Or anywhere that wasn't eye contact. “Come on,” Kace laughed, tossing a muscular arm around Ian, pulling the whole 'whopping' 145 pounds of man to his side of the sofa .“It was funny!” “You know how I feel about those kinds of jokes...” “Of course! Why do you think I make them?” “Because you like to see me squirm?” “Guilty as charged.” “But why?” “You want my honest answer?” “Uh, yea.” “Because...” Kace continued, arm sliding lower to wrap around Ian's waist. “You're cute as hell when you're flustered.” Though that remark did nothing to reduce said flustering, it did bring a hint of a smile to Ian's face, one of the few he'd made over the past couple weeks. However, that smile wouldn't last for long as he sighed, blonde hair mingling with his boyfriend's brown locks as he set his head on Kace's shoulder. “So... Those are the only openings you could find today, huh?” Likewise, Kace's teasing demeanour also faded, shifting instead into concern. “Look... I know you're not big on 'people'-y jobs.” “Kace, I-” “And I can't blame you. People are dicks.” “Kace-” “Don't worry, I'll find us something else and-” “KACE!” Though Ian's 'raised voice' was little more than speaking slightly above inside-voice levels, to Kace it was as if a screamo-metal rave was taking place in their tiny living room. Ian never yelled. EVER. To call this a cause for concern would be the understatement of the year. “It's okay. I'll do it. Just get me the application form.” “No. You don't have to do some job you hate. There are always other options.” “Like what? Calling up Mom? Again?” “Well...” “C'mon Kace, she's helped out too much already.” It was true. Since the day they'd rented that sardine-tin apartment, Ian's mother had practically shouldered all their living costs. She didn't mind, all she cared about was that her son found 'a nice young man to settle down with.' Besides, she'd joke, with him majoring in nursing, he'd be paying her back in spades anyways when she got 'so damned old I can't find my teeth no more!' Yea... Clearly Ian didn't inherit his shyness from his mom's side of the family. Anyways, the point was that even though she didn't mind, Ian sure as hell did. Kace sighed. Getting that guy to take a helping hand was akin to trying to bathe a cat. “Look... Just think about it, okay? We don't have to decide tonight.” Ian sighed. Though disappointed, his smarts overruled his emotion. There was no way he could rationally argue with Kace's suggestion. “Fine,” He acquiesced. “I'll think about it, but I can't promise anything. Now...” Ian paused. He needed something to occupy his mind, any menial task would do. “Would you like some supper?” “Dude. It's 4:30.” Ian's baby blues crashed, falling to look at an incredibly fascinating spot of brown carpet. “So yea!” Kace laughed, delivering a playful and (unintentionally) painful slap to Ian's back. Baby blues have just taken liftoff, I repeat, baby blues have just taken liftoff. “You're sure? I don't want you just to do this because of me-” “Ian. I'm. Hungry.” “As long as you're certain-EEP!” Why the 'eep,' you ask? Good question. In case you hadn't already guessed, Ian was rather the quiet type. He was lucky that he made all those (in Kace's opinion) adorable faces whenever they fooled around, because there were mutes who made more sound during intercourse. A good thing Kace, despite his large appetite for such activities, was fairly vanilla, because gagging Ian wouldn't have changed a thing in terms of the, ahem, 'auditory' stimulation. No, the only way, to the best of Kace's knowledge anyway, was to catch the guy by surprise. So, the second he stood up, SWHACK came a second slap! Only this one was a wee bit lower than the shoulder, let's put it that way. “Damn! Bounce quarters off that thing!” Kace hooted, counting not one, not two, but five ripples in Ian's butt before it finally settled back from extremely bouncy to its regular bouncy state. The display was made easily visible courtesy to a pair of bright blue short shorts. Really, the only reason Ian wore them was because they came free with his last photoshoot, and they couldn't afford to waste. Well that and he knew how much Kace loved it (though not as much as the complimentary Speedo, but that;s a story for another time). “I know,” Ian sighed, arching an eyebrow as a lazy smile spread across his lips. “You have. I've still got the bruises.” “Come on man,” Kace laughed, calling out to Ian as he scampered off to the kitchen. “It was only one!” “One quarter my ass.” Dinner was, as usual, a budget feast of tuna melts and baked beans. Protein, fat, and carbs, Kace would say. You couldn't go wrong with that! Even if it was plain. Even if they'd had it every night for the past week. Even if- A piano solo blasted from Ian's shirt pocket, snapping both parties out of their daydreaming fugue. Not any piano solo, however, no, his ringtone was the opening to Kace's latest, greatest piece. A little something to remind them of what all this was for in the first place. Ian swallowed his mouthful, fully prepared to hit decline.... That was until he got a good look at the caller ID. “Ah, sorry, I gotta take this one,” Ian said, leaving Kace alone with nothing but a half-eaten tuna melt for company as he made a hasty exit, not just out of the kitchen but out of the apartment altogether, off to pace the corridors in some conversation unknown. That... Wasn't like Ian. Like, at all. Running off like that, hiding conversations... It wasn't cheating, Kace knew that much. His boyfriend barely had enough extroversion to flirt with him, let alone a random stranger. Besides, the guy was paranoid about STDs and all that jazz (majoring in nursing can do that to a person). But, if not that, the question still remained: what was wrong? Whatever the problem was, Kace thought, sipping the last of his beer, he'd gently confront Ian with it that night. After all, their relationship was one constructed of trust. Whatever was bothering Ian, he could talk about it! Little did he know that Ian, who'd just hung up after insisting on consulting Kace before entering any 'binding contracts' was about to do the same thing. “Ian, are you-” “Uhm, so I-” The pair stopped. Tried again. Stopped again. It seemed every time one opened his mouth to speak, the other chose that moment to do the same, sending them into a hopeless cycle of cutting each other off. Alas, one of the few disadvantages of always travelling the wavelength as your partner. Though mildly infuriating, it did serve to ease off a good chunk of the tension, and by the end the two were deliberately cutting themselves off just for the joke of it. “So,” Kace said, finally getting out in front. “I was going to ask... But I feel you've been trying to tell me for the past five minutes.” “How did you ever guess? Hah, yea, it's... It's Jonathan!” “Jonathan? That's great news!” “Not quite... You see he said he was looking for a-” Why, might you ask, is that great news? Here's a hint: it has something to do with those short shorts hugging Ian's bubble-for-a-butt backside. Jonathan had been taking pictures since before the dinosaurs went extinct. Okay, maaaybe not quite that long. Let's just say he'd been at it long enough to to take maternity pictures for Kace's mom. Kace, who was now twenty. The pictures Jonathan specialized in though... Well, they weren't exactly white-bread pregnancy fare. And he wasn't interested in Kace. Don't be mistaken, he did not find him an unattractive man. Standing 5'8, 165 pounds, with a surfer dude mop of hair and deep brown eyes, the guy was nothing to sniff at. But Kace wasn't exactly what he (or, more accurately) his customers, were interested in. A bit too muscular. A bit too intimidating. A bit too, as one client put it 'top-ish.' They weren't looking for tall , dark and handsome. No, what they wanted was limber, lithe, and boyish. And that's where Ian came into play. With only his height (5'6) and measurements alone, most people would've assumed they belonged to a woman. But anyone who saw him knew better. He looked effeminate in the way only a man could. He was, as Jonathan put it, a- “-Twink. He said he was looking for a twink.” “Uh. Yea. And I think he found one,” Kace said matter-of-factly, giving his boyfriend a painfully obvious glance up and down (especially down). “So, what's he got you modelling this time? Bike shorts? Boxers? Speedos? Hmm, yea, I hope it's Speedos.” “No, it's... It's not anything.” “What? It's gotta be something! Come on, I won't bite! Now spill.” “No, Kace, that's what I mean. It's nothing. At least for a couple shots anyway.” “Ohhh!” The brunette's eyes lit up, finally grasping what Ian was too shy to simply say straight. “That all? Look, Ian, I know how Jonathan works. Private clients with private requests desiring pictures for private use. Like, maybe five people will ever see it at max. I'm not telling you to do it if you're uncomfortable, just... Don't start worrying I'm going to get all jealous or something. The only way you're gonna make me mad is if I don't get a peek at those sweets pics of yours.” Kace winked, leaning in for a kiss... But Ian pulled away. “That... That isn't all. I'm... This isn't a solo shoot.” “Oh...” He said again, more hesitantly that time around. “Yea....” “Well...” Kace continued, trying to keep the conversation moving forwards. “What does he want you to do? For the shoot, I mean.” “Sort of a plotline, actually. Basically, an, uhm, older black... Gentleman seducing a....” Ian reddened, unsure if he wanted to quote Jonathan on the next part. “ 'Soft white twink'.' B-But there's no...” “Sex?” “Yea, that.” “You can use the word sex, you know,” Kace laughed, trying to lighten the mood by, as he loved to do, teasing his boyfriend's 'fragile constitution.' “I mean, with how much we-” “He said,” Ian interrupted, eager to nip THAT little tangent in the bud. “He wants some close contact. Not heavy petting or anything, just...” “Regular petting?” The taller of the two joked. “You could call it that... I guess.” “You should do it.” “Huh?” “Yea, if you want to, go for it,” Kace shrugged. “Are you sure?” “Well, I mean, it's not like you're going to be fucking the guy or something.” “I-” “Right, sorry, 'engaging in intercourse,' is what I meant to say. Still, I'd prefer to look in on it myself too, just in case... Y'know... But if you can't do it with-” “Kace,” Ian said, putting a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder (made somewhat comical by their differing heights). “You being there is the only way I think I CAN do this.” Kace ended up being the one to send Jonathan the final okay, Ian taking off to do whatever he did when he felt embarrassed (which, let's be real, was probably holing up in the university library with a med textbook). When he arrived back some three hours later, he opened the door to find- “Hey, 'Rustic country lodging suite with fishing lake and complimentary fresh English breakfast,' or 'Roomy accommodations with...' Huh. Says here 'Nautical feel?'” “What?” Ian asked, baffled as he stepped into the kitchen, revealing Kace clicking feverishly on his old brick of a laptop. “What are you-” “Bed and Breakfasts. See anything you like, just shout. Oh! 'Chic, modern rooms a stone's throw away from the city's premiere entertainment venues?' Sounds like clubbing to me! And I don't know about you, but that's right up my alley! There's also-” “And why exactly are we looking at BnBs?” “Uh, for your shoot of course. Duh.” “My shoot is at three in the afternoon, right?” “Yea. Hey, this one has a pool! All these things used to have was, I don't know, a bed and a breakfast,” Kace responded, only half listening. “...And the studio is only an hour out of the city, correct?” “Yup. Say, which would you prefer: a circular room with square windows or a square room with circular windows?” “I'd prefer to know why it is you think we need a Bed and Breakfast for a one-day job.” “Need? No, we don't need it. But it'll be fun.” “And how are we planning to pay for this?” Ian asked, gesturing to the burnt out lightbulbs gone months without replacing. “....The shoot,” Kace responded, as if being forced to explain the most obvious thing in the world. “Yes, all 250 dollars of it.” “Two hundred and, hah! 250?” He laughed, slapping the table with nearly enough intensity to send the laptop barrel-rolling to the tiled flooring. “Ian, it's 250 per HOUR! It's an eight hour shoot! Haha! I'm supposed to be the dumb one in this relationship remember?” “You're not dumb,” Ian said, registering the need to assure his boyfriend before the first part of what was said sunk in. “Wait. Per hour?” “Yep! Bet you're glad I read the fine print, huh? I-oh!” Something rare had just happened. No, it wasn't the couple embracing, that was a daily (practically hourly) activity. The oddity at hand here was who was embracing who. Kace always played 'offensive,' as it were, both inside and outside the bedroom, Ian fair better suited to being on the receiving end. Yet, Kace now found himself pinned to his chair by a pair of thin, smooth arms leaning over him from behind. “Thank you...” Ian whispered. To Kace, it was just money. But to Ian, he knew it was a big deal. Something he wouldn't have to take from his mother or put himself deeper into the indentured servitude that was student loans. He'd always been the type to try to earn his keep. Unemployment was tough on him. Finally, he could go to bed without feeling guilty, like a mooch. “No...” Kace corrected. “Thank YOU. Now...” He continued, once the pair had enjoyed a couple minutes of comfortable, intimate silence. “You. Me. Six pack in the fridge.” “Huh?” “Dude! We're celebrating!” They had a wild night. And by wild, I mean Ian drank three-quarters of his bottle instead of the usual one half. “Lightweight,” Kace teased, draining the dregs from his third bottle. “Well, we can't all be fat like you,” Ian replied, having consumed just enough alcohol to allow him to make playful jabs. “Hey!” Kace said, pulling up his shirt to reveal a very different kind of six pack. “This look like flab to you?” “Hmm. I think I'll need to get a feel of it myself before I can make any final conclusions.” Ian? Flirting? Was... Was he somehow sloshed already? There was no way he'd- “But... I shouldn't. You're clearly intoxicated. It would be taking advantage of a vulnerable situation.” And there was the Ian that Kace knew. “You can take advantage, I don't mind!” Ian sighed. “Yes, that is what a drunk person would say.” “Dude! Watch!” Kace whined, performing the finger-to-nose sobriety test. Alas, he missed the dead centre, falling slightly closer to the left nostril than the right. For most people, that would've been more than enough to prove that one was still overall competent. But, in case you haven't already guessed, Ian wasn't most people. “See! Sober! S-O-B-E-R! Mostly.” “Alright. Look, it's getting late. I need-” “Your beauty sleep.” “-My rest or I'll be too tired to get anything done tomorrow. My courseload isn't going to review itself.” “But-” “And if you still feel this way in the morning, we'll do something about it then, promise. “Pinky swear?” “Make yourself a cup of coffee.” Kace made something between a grumble and a laugh. It was a strange sound, and one he'd only started producing after dating Ian. That guy could be so risk-averse that he made one want to throttle and protect him at the same time. Basically, the kind of frustrating one can't help but love. That's why, after being left alone with his thoughts (for Ian was readying for bed, no doubt flossing his teeth and cleaning under each nail), Kace found something that just didn't seem quite right. With a payout of 2000 dollars, it made total sense why Ian would swallow his nerves and get in front of the lens. But... When he made the decision, he thought he was only getting 250... Kace shrugged. Maybe Ian was right. Maybe he really was drunk. Now I know you're probably all on the edge of your seats right now. Did he or did he not live up to his promise to Kace the next morning? Well, I assure you, he did. For four hours straight, as a matter of fact. Ian could still... Sort of stand afterwards? But it was a good thing they hadn't done the deed the day of the shoot, or else the poor man might've needed a walker just to get around the set! To Be Continued.... (AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello! I'm new to this site so I don't know if these are customary, so I'll attach one here in the first part and no more after. The story you are reading is a commissioned piece, and my buyer suggested I post it here. The story is currently complete, and per their request, I will be releasing it in parts. I am a female writer, so I apologize if sometimes my portrayal of the male homosexual experience comes across as 'off.' I hope you can enjoy regardless!)
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I sat there in my chair, one of many arranged in a circle in some badly lit room at the community support center. 19 years old, 5’6”, dirty blond shaggy hair and 120 pounds of barely even muscled twink. The counselor thanks the last guy for sharing his traumatic experience and motions for me to stand and introduce myself. I stand and clear my throat. “Err hi? My names Tom, I’m 19 and I guess I’m here to talk about what happened to me last month…” One month earlier I’d had sex with guys before but I was always the top, until I let my best friend fuck me earlier this year. It changed everything. If I had known that bottoming was so great I would have done in years ago and if my friends 4 inch dick could feel that good I wanted something bigger and better. I bought myself a plastic vibrator and a bottle of amyl, it got deeper much deeper than my friend but somehow just wasn’t the same. After reading a lot of sex stories online I decided what I needed was to go to a bathhouse, the hottest stories were over guys roughly taking dick after dick, I jerked it multiple times over the bareback stories but I wasn’t going to risk anything like that. I wasn’t out as gay yet so I needed a place I wouldn’t get caught out, after checking squirt for a good place to go, I found a sauna that looked fairly discreet and one or two guys mentioned stealth in the comments. Seemed like the best place to go unnoticed. 3 hours later after a deep clean, I nervously walked up to the 4 story matte black building, pushed open the large red door and made my way upstairs. The man behind the glass window looked me up and down before asking for ID, after giving me another look he passed it back. ‘Room or locker? Lockers $15 and rooms $40, first time?’ ‘Uhh yeah, do I need a room?’ The guy smirked, ‘no you don’t NEED a room but it makes things easier’. I just shrugged and pulled out $40. ‘I’ll take a room then’ The guy gave me a key and towel and buzzed me through. ‘Find your locker and strip off, towels only past the locker room and your rooms on level 3 kid’, he called as the door closed behind me. The room smelt like the locker room at high school except for the addition of the amyl smell I’d come to know so well. I made my way through the dimly lit locker room and after copping a few odd glances and slap on the ass, I found my locker and started to strip off. Even the years or PE at high school never got me over the embarrassment of undressing in front of so many other guys. I definitely never got so many blatant stares as I stripped off my briefs and quickly wrapped myself in my towel. Clutching my towel around my waist in one hand and the bottle of amyl in the other, I followed a guy through the only other door in the locker room and into room with what looked like two hot tubs and a raised glass walled platform between them lined with showers so you could see the guys showering from the outside, beyond that both a wooden door marked SAUNA and a frosted door marked STEAM. I must have stopped walking as I noticed one guy with his hands on the shower glass as another fucked him from behind as a guy tapped me on the shoulder and asked in my ear, ‘First time kid?’ I made a girlish noise as I was shocked out of my staring, earning a few laughs from other guys in the room as I turned and looked at the guy. He was 6’1”, black and muscled with tattoos up his firm arms, chest and stomach, a guy straight from one of my favorite stories and very close. I don’t know how my face felt so hot when so much blood was rushing elsewhere. ‘Y…yeah, first time’. Holding up the key around my wrist like an idiot. The black god before me chuckled at my awkwardness and pushed my hand down after giving the key tag a glance, ‘Well how about I show you around and help you find your room? You look a bit nervous’. Putting his hand on the back on my shoulder and turning me towards the stairs, we were half way to across the tiled floor before it occurred to me to reply, my mind occupied with keeping the folds of my towel over the erection inside. ‘Thanks, that would help, um.. my names Tom’. ‘Nobody uses real names here kid, if you make the right impression someone might give you a name but otherwise we don’t care’ he said sternly as he half pushed me up the stairs. ‘Wet area back down there, dark rooms and glory holes on this level. You should check them out before we find your room, perfect for first timers.’ I nodded dumbly as he led me through the dim hall ways, my wide eyes drawn to the other guys walking past in towels, some over their shoulders, some with not a towel in sight. Coming up to a line of doors we stopped and he turned me to face him. ‘Ever sucked a cock kid?’. ‘Yeah a few’, nervousness twisting my stomach at the chance to suck the dick of such a hot guy. ‘Good, start in here’ He said opening a one of the doors to reveal a small dark booth with dim red bulb providing enough light to reveal a foot long slit cut in the wall about head height. ‘You need to calm down kid, lock yourself in here and suck some dick, you wanna stop being so nervous right? This will help, but you gotta give me your key and towel so I can take them up to your room’. It sounded reasonable so I stepped inside, unwrapping myself and handing over my key, towel and amyl. He refused the amyl saying, ‘No you wanna keep that, take long deep sniffs. Come on take one now, no not like a pussy, longer kid, until you can’t take in any more’. I did as I was told, my head and chest feeling hot and my head a little dizzy. ‘yeah that’s right, keep that shit up when you can and make sure you suck whatever comes through that hole, you’ll love it trust me. Lock the door and I’ll knock when I get back’. And the was gone, the door closing and leaving me in the dark space. With shaking fingers I latched the door and turned to see the door close in the other room and a barely lit crotch press up against the hole, I stepped up to the hole, swallowing the lump in my throat and gently took the hard shaft jutting from the wall. Berating myself for being such a pussy and reminding myself that this is the stuff I came for, like in the stories. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the guys cock. I started sucking and bobbing my head, hearing the guys on the other side moan and grunt his needs. ‘Yeah man’, ‘That’s good’ and ‘Watch the teeth’ before his cock throbbed and with a loud ‘Fuck yeah’ came in my mouth, 5 spurts and a gulp later, the cock pulled away and the guy left. Less than a minute later another man stepped into the booth, latched the door and stepped up to the slit. This guy was short but his cock was much longer. Taking hold of his shaft with both hand I began to stroke the biggest cock I’d even seen, marveling at the fact it was long enough to fill both my palms. ‘Stop fucking playing and suck it man’ He growled from the other side. Startled but turned on my the aggressive attitude I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking. ‘Come on take it deeper’. I tried to take more of his dick, but kept gagging every time he hit the back of my throat. I pulled away coughing, uncapping the amyl I took another deep sniff, the guys kneeling to look through the hole. ‘Shit man your young, yeah take another hit, that’s right. Come here and let’s see if you can take more’. By now my head was spinning as I recapped the bottle and stepped forward, the man on the other side reached through the slit and guided my head back to his dick, clutching a handful of hair on the back of my head and ramming it down my throat. I dropped the bottle and slammed my hands up against the divider, my forehead slamming up against the sides on the wooden slit as I gagged around the cock trying to force it’s way even deeper. My eyes watered as I tried to push back, the attempt just making the pain of pulled hair worse as he just gripped tighter. With a final shove, my chin pressed against his balls, my throat spasming around the guys member as I struggled to both breath and push away. ‘Fuck yeah, that’s more like it. Come on start sucking and breath through your fucking nose’. Using my hair for leverage he pulled my head back enough for me to suck in some air through my nose before forcing me back down to start gagging again, then repeated the action and setting up a rhythm. Hands pressed against the smooth black painted wood I struggled and gagged against the treatment, breathing when I could and tears running down my cheeks. The hair in his grip hurting with every pull but hurting less if I didn’t struggle against it, a constant string of verbal abuse getting more and more forceful as he worked himself closer to climax with my throat. ‘Yeah suck it faggot’, ‘Take my fucking dick’, ‘ Fucking gonna rape that throat’, ‘Gonna nut, take it cunt’. With 3 final sharp thrusts, not allowing me another breath he held my head down against the partition as his cock hardened further and throbbed, spewing his load down my throat. Desperate for air I started pounding on the wall, yet still he held me there, hard cock lodged down my throat until with a last throb he roughly pulled himself free and released my hair. I fell back and rolled over as a coughed and spluttered, his load running out my nose as I continued to cough and struggle to drawn in more air. Just then I heard a knock on the door and my guide called out, ‘Sounds like your done in there, come on out kid. I wanna show you the dark room’. To be continued..
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This Filipino kid who bred me before came over. He loves it when I moan like a bitch and beg for his cock and cum. He told me to be blindfolded, so I put one on and got in my jock. He showed up and filmed the entire encounter. I moaned and called him Daddy and begged him to fuck me harder and begged him to cum in me. He had me change positions and I rode him and did reverse cowgirl for the camera. That always shows my hole being penetrated really well. Finally, while I was moaning and begging, he shot a huge load into my pussy. It was amazing. He's going to send me the video later. I can't wait to do it again.
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I recently had a nerve-racking experience where an anal toy broke and became stuck in my arse. I wanted to share just in case someone experiences something similar. This is not intended as medical advice, but something to consider if the same happens to you. I recently used an electro anal plug that I had used for many years. During this session, the plug somehow went in past the flared base (which happened once before without consequence). I didn't think anything was wrong and figured I would push out the plug. I went to push it out and it wouldn't come out. A slight tug on the electro cord and the cord came off in my hand. I inserted a finger and realized the plug was in the second ring at a weird angle. I then started to panic! After talking with a friend, I realized a hospital trip might be necessary. I decided I would take the risk and postpone as hospital trip as long as possible. I guessed I had 2 days before a bowel blockage would force me to the hospital, since there was no blood and no complications except just a cramping muscle. Since I took bigger toys/fists before, I figured it might come out, and took a laxative. I kept checking and noticed no change with the situation, which made me nervous. I managed to relax after several hours and went to sleep. Around 12 hours after the problems started, I was awoke by strong cramps and figured either the plug was headed out or I was wrong about complications setting in. At 2AM I was in the bathroom starting to panic again. After several trips to the toilet, the laxatives worked and plug finally come out! Other than being sore for another day, I got lucky. Man was I scared and horny after! I'd be interested to know if my experience is similar or not to others.
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So over the years I have shoved different things up my ass to get off besides dildos. I have used eggplants, a trailer hitch, a bedpost, a pool cue ball, a baseball, a baseball bat, a two inch round post on a Olympic weight bench and a gear shift. Just curious if any guys have tried anything diffrent?
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Rye was a tall good looking guy, he had been in the Army and was muscled, tatted with a baby face. He was very popular with the ladies and had not issue getting laid. He like one night stands and women who had been with him described their encounters as physical and rough. There are a few women who called it rape or forced but Rye shrugged it off, he told buds and and even an officer that came to visit him that she wanted it and begged him and now she is fucking saying I raped her. That is fucking bullshit, you know how women are. The older officers agreed and Rye in his charming way got them to not file a report and to tell the woman it was Rye's word against her's and there was nothing they could do. Rye had abducted women before when he was out of the county and used them and released them and he had done it once in the states when he was on vacation in the mountains at a cabin. He was determined to not get another visit from the police and decided that building a safe room in his basement was what he needed to do now that he had his own place and he began to build it out. The basement had the plumbing for a toilet and a sink near an center wall. Rye built a cage floor to ceiling out of Iron rails much like a prison cage. He also welded hooks to the bars and cemented several in the floor to be able to chain a woman once he had one in his home. The basement was sound proofed and the loudest music could not be heard from outside or even upstairs. Rye was growing sexually frustrated and decided to go on a trip to release some pressure. He need to use and control a woman and control her as he used her as his fuck doll with no care for whether she enjoyed it or wanted it. Rye drove two hours to Denver and rented a hotel room for Friday through Monday. He picked up a woman cheating on her husband the first night. He had been talking to her and he was as sweet as he could be when they met downstairs in the lobby but once inside the room he grabbed her by the throat at pinned her against the wall and told her she was nothing but a cheating slut and if she did not want her husband to know she was cheating she would shut the fuck up and get undressed. When he let her go she undressed as Rye watched and tight worked out body and then he grabbed a ball gag and fastened it on her mouth and led her to the bathroom and put her in the shower and gave her an enema to clean her out. She shook her head and protested in her muffled way and he cleaned her up and then led to the bed and pushed her down and put restraints on her wrist and tied her to the bed. Rye told her how hot she looked and the she was going to have the time of her life, she shook her head no but Rye ignored her and went down on her eating her out and soon she came and he stood up and undressed and showed his married slut his muscled body and tats. Taunted her and told her he could tell she wanted to touch him and feel his chest, then he pulled his pants off and revealed a thick 10" dick. He had told her he was hung and a bit more then 8" but not that the was carrying a club that would stretch and wreck her pussy and ass. Rye fucked and loaded her ass and pussy several time and then unfastened her and made her pose for him and he snapped pictures of her ass and pussy with cum in it and his cheating mistress sucking his dick before telling her to get dressed and go home to hubby. If you say anything about this these pictures are going to your husband, I have his cell number from your phone. He called while you were taking it up the ass the first time. I want him to eat my cum out of your pussy and the next time you cheat on your hubby I want you to take some BBC. He feel asleep feeling totally satisfied and went on the hung the next day for his new prey. He spent ever hours trying to locate a suitable subject and finally ran into a young woman who had just moved to town. She had just rented a furnished room at a less desirable pay by the week motel four blocks away. He invited her to dinner and she declined to come up for the night. They talked on the phone for a few hours that night and he found out she did not know anyone in town and she was going to start looking for a job in the city. He asked her to go site seeing and they spent the day together. They had dinner and some wine at the restaurant and Rye told her he would have to go home for the week but would be back next weekend to see her. She told him she would love that, they talked some more and when Tina got up and went to the rest room he put some g in her glass. They talked a bit ore and he asked her to come to the the room to talk and she reluctantly agreed. When they arrived he watched as the more they talked the more she groggy she became. He went over and sat next her her and slowly positioned her on the pillow and started to take off her clothes. She had a beautiful body with big tits, they felt natural and a thin little frame. Hairless pussy and a tight body and she looked very inexperienced sexually. He rubbed her clit and got her wet and then slide his finger in her and she was fucking tight. Jackpot, he decided that she would come home with him instead of just having a night or two of fun. He took lots of pictures and then around 4 AM he slipped on her clothes and went down to grab his bat bag and emptied it and slipped her in it after getting back to the room. Grabbed a luggage dolly and wheeled her out to the SUV. Lifted her in and wheeled the dolly back to the lobby. He did not check out as he planned on driving back to the city and creating an alibi. They drove the two hours and it was still dark when he pulled up and he carried Tina in and again undressed her and took her to the basement and chained her to the cage and fed her a sleeping pill and then locked it. He had a camera he could see on his phone so he could keep an eye on her while he was gone. He raced back to the hotel and pulled up at 9:30 AM and made sure staff saw him as he stumbled in like he had been out drinking and went to bed. Slept and put the do no disturb sign out and woke up at 11 AM and he got dressed and headed to check out. He made a big deal about checking out and flirted with the two check out staff and told them they needed to party when he was back in town. Then he left and drove home, He had checked the video and she had not moved much but he knew she would be waking up naked soon on a blanket chained and he wanted to see her as that all unfolded. He got home and made in the house and he was able to turn the TV on and watch Tina as she started to come out of her sleep and he caught her as she tried to figure out where she was and how she got there. She started to call for help and scream but only Rye could her her. He finally muted the tv and watched as she tried to get out of the chain attached to her angle. It was locked in a metal clasp and would not go anywhere. She finally after six hours gave up and slept. She was worn out. While she was sleeping and in the dark Rye brought her a power bar and water. She did not realize until Rye turned on some music and small light. She looked around to see but he had already left and she ate the bar and drink the water and then pleaded for help. In the morning she found a note. You may need to go to the rest room, there is a five gallon bucket in the corner. If you can hold it to 1 PM; I will unlock the cage and you may find your way to the toilet and shower just outside the cage. Clean up and dry off and then go immediately back into your cage. If you disobey you will be punished. She held it till 1 PM and the cage was unlocked by a man in all black with a ski mask. She cried for help and he turned and walked away and she used the toilet and took a shower and dried off. While she was showering a note along with two toys were placed at the opening where food was slide though. The note read, pleasure yourself, use only one of the toys. You may try each for a short time but only use one! When the national anthem starts you will start to pleasure yourself. You must use the toy till you cum no mater how long it takes. Once you cum, you must immediately put the toy back and stop pleasing yourself. Tina, sat there and began to cry, Rye turned the music on and Tina did not move. The music stopped and he told her in a muffled voice, fucking grab the toy and please yourself or you will regret it. She stopped crying out of fear and grabbed the wand and began to rub her pussy and she was soon wet and moaning. She inserted the toy while it vibrated on her clit and she soon came hard. She lingered a bit but pulled it out and put it on the tray and sat there with her legs wide open touching herself. She soon came again by rubbing her clit. Andre turned the lights off and came and replaced the toys with food and water and a pill. Take the pill, show the camera with your tongue and then swallow it. Then eat baby girl! Tina thought fuck, I am not your baby girl that is sick! She feel asleep and woke up in the morning on a fuck bench with a blindfold on restrained and cold. ....... More to come -
Hey guys, I always played safe, hence I have no idea on how is having a dick bare in ass when the top has orgams. Throbbing cock that cum in my throat is for me a huge turn on. Guess about anal? It's less sensitive I reckon, moreover intestine cannot savor the cum... 🙂
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One thing I have been surprised to discover, as I have set about being a bareback bottom, about how spit actually can be an effective sort of lube. Back in the days when I was only using condoms, I had thought that spit was not effective lube, that in the case where people actually did use spit for lube it would be rough. It turns out that, with the right top, perhaps with a bit of rimming beforehand, spit is perfectly good lube for fucking. Maybe it is a matter of me having become a practiced bottom. Spit actually does work fine. I've even been able to take at least one big dick, seven inches and reasonably thick, with spit alone. I would definitely be interested in trying more. What have your experiences been? What has been the most you have taken on spit alone? With said skilled top with the seven-inch dick, we have kept lube close at hand in case we wanted to try fisting, say.
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I've always loved getting fucked but for the last couple of months I've been hornier than ever. I'm basically in a no loads refused mood right now. But to me, the cock is the most important part of the fuck. I'm barely interested in sucking dick because I'm enjoying having my hole fucked so much. There are a lot of posts on this site about being a cumslut and needing the load above everything else. I might be a selfish bottom, but I'm exclusive there for the cock and nothing else. The load is a nice way to finish, but if the dick isn't good then I'm not interested. I've come to the realization that I'm a cockslut, not a cumslut. Does anyone else feel this way? Or is the load the most important thing to you?
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Yesterday I had the strongest orgasm I've ever experienced in my life. It was a spontaneous fuck between me and my boyfriend and to be honest, I wasn't even that horny when we started fooling around. He had my on my stomach and started eating my ass and it just felt so good, then he fucked me. I normally have a few anal orgasms when he's working to please me but last night it was just one time. But it was the most intense feeling I've ever experienced. When I started to climax I could feel it, but then it felt like something popped inside me and it got stronger and then it just kept getting more and more intense. I think we fucked for about 5 minutes max, but it was the best orgasm I've ever had. The thing I loved most about it was how long it's stayed with me. I woke up this morning and rolled over to grab my dildo but realized that I was still satisfied and didn't feel like riding it. I'm about to head to work and my ass feels like I just got laid 5 minutes ago. What was your best orgasm ever? Do you remember what you loved most about it? Are you a top or a bottom? -
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Hi guys, this is my first post. The thing is that I have been planning to take my first step in gay sex as a passive. A few weeks ago I was meeting a 54 year old guy with whom I had chemistry and we are chatting and getting to know each other. When we went to the topic of sex, he told me that if it was my first time, I should do it without a condom, bareback, so that the experience was full. It was when I began to search on the subject and arrived at this site. I have read a lot about some forums and stuff, and I would like to know your opinion and I must accept my man's proposal, or I should wait to have bareback sex. -
Clearly, most like to have a good clean out before a session. It's often one of my favourite parts. Just recently though I've become obsessed with doing it even when I'm not hooking up. It's such a turn on and makes me so hard. Just get the pipe in, get the water flowing and I'm in heaven. Anyone else love this?
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Becky was a young girl without insurance, she grew up poor and had not seen the doctor much, She worked in a convenience store and over heard a women talk about the free clinic down the street. Becky waited till her day off and went to check it out. Becky wanted to see if she could get BC as she was always afraid to have sex and several of the guys she went out with over time wanted to fuck her bare but she would never let them and always worried condoms would break. When she walked in there were several women all older then she was and several of them were pregnant. Becky took a number and filled out a form. The form asked when her last appointment was, if she was or had ever been pregnant, if she had insurance and have you ever had sexual intercourse. Becky quickly filled it out and the Nurse, Javier read the answers and handed her another form. He told her to fill it out and bring it back. This one had a lot more questions. The questions below: When was the last time you had sexual intercourse, was it vaginal or anal? Ever been with more than one partner at a time, three way or more? Ever let a guy cum inside you? If so Anally or Vaginally? Ever been with another women? Would you consider multiple partners? Ever been on Birth Control? Do you want to be a mother? What are the fantasies you have, let the doctor know so you can make the most out of your visit. Why did you come for a visit today? Becky froze for a few minutes and thought I can not answer all these and then she mustered up the courage. She just wanted birth control and if this is what she had to do she would do just that. She answered the questions as follows: I had sex two weeks ago, we used condoms. No I have never been with more than one partner but have thought about it, movies and stuff. No, I am not attracted to women. I am not sure I would consider it but have cum with my vibrator thinking about it. Someday I want to be a mother but I am too young. I would never but the ides of being the center of a gang bang or group is really hot, I think porn girls are so lucky. I want birth control. Becky took the sheet up to Javier and he smiled at her and winked. She thought he was really cute and she took her seat and waited for them to call her number, it was 7. Ten minutes later she was called and Javier placed her in room 3, handed her a gown and she was told to get naked and to put her clothes in the bin, he pointed to the corner. She did as she was told and sat on the table. Javier came back and pulled out the stirrups and had Becky put her feet in them and then pulled out a thermometer and lifted her gown exposing her vagina and lubed up the thermometer and slide it into her, It was the largest thermometer she had ever seen. It was almost as thick as the dick the guy who fucked her last had. Javier loved it around in her and she started to get uncomfortable and wet inside and let up a little moan. Javier said we are almost done but you have to hold still. Javier moved the thermometer around some more and she moaned and then he said I found the spot, we are almost done and he slowly moved it back and fourth for three minutes and pulled it out and wrote down several things down in her chart. He pulled her gown down and told her Doctor Marin would be right in. Javier was cute 5'10 muscled and 25 years old or so black hair and brown eyes. Doctor Martin walked in and he was 6'3 muscled but in a lean way and red hair and blue eyes. He was really good looking and Becky was horny after Javier had gotten her all aroused. Hi Becky Doctor Marin said and she said Hi back. I see her you are looking to get on birth control is that correct? Yes Becky echoed. Well Becky, you can leave today with Birth Control but over the next several visits and some homework we can not only figure out what birth control is right for you but get you on it. He grabbed the chart and said, looks like you are running a little warm. I think we may need to take that again, it does not seem right. Let me examine you and I will send Javier back in her. Dr Martin lifted up the gown and used both hands and pulled her labia apart exposing her wet pussy. He rubbed them and slide his fingers up to her clit and rubbed it and she moaned. Looks like this is all functioning property, I am going to do an ultrasound on your vagina now. He turned his back and pulled out a wand and lubed it up and told Becky that this would take pictures for him to review and that sometimes women have an orgasm while the want is inside. It is normal and nothing to be ashamed about. OMG Becky thought, she had only seen something like that in the movies. Doctor Martin held in his left hand and started to finger her with his right. one slowly in and then two. The third was tight but he slowly messaged her clit and she opened up. You are ready now, you will feel a small vibration as it is taking images, He pressed the want against her open vagina and slowly slit it in and she had an orgasm almost immediately as he rested it against her clit. He reassured her that was normal and then twice more before he finished. Okay Becky, Javier will be back in to take your temp again but may need to use a different thermometer since the one he used may not be working. Javier came back in with a larger thermometer and lubed it up and it easily slide in. Javier said you are really wet, it does not want to hold in place. He kept moving it back and fourth and deeper and deeper inside her and before long she came a fourth time as he had it pressed all the way inside her as his thumb messaged her clit. I got it, I am not sure was wrong with the other thermometer but this reading is normal. He handed her some towels to clean up and told her to go ahead and get dressed and meet him out front and he would set her next appointment and give her some homework.
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Hey WA guys, I’m gonna post this ad until I meet someone in person as long as I can. I love this site and the people here are all cool. I’d like to hook up with a member. About me, make sure to check my profile and message me anytime with questions or if you want to chat. I’m not going to ghost you for wanting to chat and I won’t rush you to meet fast. That said, if you want to meet I am available. If I were to summarize myself I’d say I am 43, attractive, a bottom and submissive. I am feminine and dress up for dates when alone, not in public unless I’m far away from home. I have a tiny micro clit, a minuscule but functional penis in other words. I am very clean and my fuck hole craves cock. I am trying to summarize so suffice it to say I’m into most kink except poop and blood, puss inside or outside of me all you want though. I am looking for kinkY and perverted tops who are dominant and verbal, like to take control physically if necessary, and mean is great. All ages 18+ and all races and cock sizes are good for me, but some of my favorite traits are BBC, Big cocks in general, older white bdsm masters, 70+ perverted mean nasty old bastards, or fondlers, molesters, and those who live to fist and finger, and aren’t shy about putting dirty things in my mouth or expressing any desire. However, if you are not fitting the descriptions above and are, for instance, a bottom like me who has a small cock and are fat and shy, we can have lots of fun I’m sure watching porn, feeling each other up, making out, sucking clits and eating out of the back door. Hey, don’t worry about details. If you’re horny and in WA let’s at least chat. Who k it’s we might be elbow deep in boy pussy next week this time! Talk soon, Cherryhttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_08/51FF7584-7F32-4B0A-8015-EA86BF00F97E.thumb.jpeg.f9a18388f649ba009a3fa08c3082d1c2.jpeghttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_08/CC4A30D0-4CC1-40B3-BBDD-120E49A2BFF3.jpeg.c5853b7eca5b6923fbae48bcfccc42be.jpeghttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_08/2F0CC9E0-C7C8-45F9-8852-24C8E6E08678.jpeg.0db2b3ac46b6a9b60f1c0e2a58303a21.jpeg -
I've been having a pretty slutty week so far. I'm taking a little break today because I think I've been getting too much cock. I'm trying to finish my associates but it's going slower than I thought it would. My classes started on Tuesday and walking around the campus was making me so horny. So I logged into grindr and started getting taps and messages right away. They were coming faster than I could keep up. Some were from guys on campus and some were from guys that lived nearby. After my first class I had 3 hours to kill so I hooked up with this cute 18 year old and we drove to an office park down the road from campus. I sucked him off in like 2 minutes, then we made out before I dropped him off at his car. I was in a really slutty mood so I hit up another cute guy that tapped me on grindr and we made out in my car then we made plans to hook up after that. I still had some time and was trying to set up another blow job but it fell through. Later I met up with the guy i made out with and he fucked me. After he left, I texted my boyfriend and told him to hurry over as soon as he got off work because I was so horny to get laid again. Yesterday mt bf dicked me down before he had to go to work. Later I sucked another dick in my car, then I had to go to work until 2.. When I got off work I hit up one of my old FWB's and got fucked again. My hole was nice and creamy when I left, so I played in it with my fingers until my bf got off work and i hurried to his place so I could get fucked again. I'm plugged today until my boyfriend gets off work. Luckily he gets off at 1:30 today because I'm really in the mood to get fucked again.
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Hello, Young, short frame bottom looking for a sane top for some fun or more. Like normal stuff (suck, kiss, fuck) but am also open to trying most things. Can take a cock well and have been improving my deepthroat skills. Have a nice butt (or so been told). Have pics and vids! Let's have a chat!
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I'm a 100% bottom and sometimes I feel like I'm using my boyfriend's dick instead of him using my hole. I love a nice long lay and sometimes I just climb on and use his cock the way I want. My favorite way to get laid is on my back with my legs on his shoulders. But sometimes I get so horny for it that I need to straddle him and ride it so that it presses harder against my spot until I orgasm. I keep reading all these threads about bottoms being used for their man's pleasure only, and I want to be a good bottom. I want to make sure my bf is taken care of and that he cums as much as he needs to. But sometimes I need to get my ass serviced and I can't help myself. Does this make me a selfish bottom?
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Get me high and I will do almost anything. 100% virgin to real cock so my mouth and ass is all yours. Any age, race, looks, I'll even let a dog fuck me if you want. I'm in stilwell Oklahoma
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My Boyfriend fucking another guy is a huge turn on!
Guest posted a topic in Making The Decision To Bareback
I've not been on here recently due to life just taking over lol but I wanted to post a little update as I haven't done so in a little while. Since posting the 'My first time topping and breeding boypussy!' encounter, I have been spending so much time with this guy. We met up after the original meet and again, I fucked this sluts little cunt like there was no tomorrow and bred him like I was trying to put a baby inside him. After a few weeks of meeting up regularly, we have started seeing one another as boyfriends, which I really enjoy! He's so sweet and I really enjoy spending time with him, not just the sex. Luckily for me, he is also very open-minded and loves dick from different men, so we decided to have an open relationship. We are boyfriends and have all the emotion that a relationship has, but, we can also see other men as and when we feel like. We had a very long discussion about it, we are both perfectly happy with the risk of becoming poz and happy to take the risk of catching something, we are both against any form of protection and we want to share each other with other like minded men :) This in turn, has led to a fair bit of fun for us both as a couple and having other men involved, as well as having fun individually. Very recently, whilst I was working, my boyfriend sent me a video of him sucking another guys dick. The clip was only about 1 minute long, in the clip he asked me if I minded him being recorded, whilst I could hear the other man in the video moan and tell him he was a good whore. I immediately muted my phone and was very careful nobody in work could see my phone! I messaged him back saying that as he's a total bottom, he should be recorded servicing all men in any way they liked. It was such a turn on to know my boyfriend was with another man at that very moment! I struggled to hide my raging hard-on whilst in work lol! He replied back saying he would do whatever this man asked and that he'd send me regular updates. The next update was of the guy fingering him, telling him how tight he was and that he would leave a present for me to clean up later. I actually really like this random man, plus, I loved the fact that I could pass him in the street and not know he's been inside my boyfriend. About 15 minutes later another video came through, my boyfriend, lay on his back, legs open, moaning and taking this guys dick, needless to say, I was horny as hell! I couldn't wait to get home and fuck my man! My boyfriend was begging this man to fuck him deeper, whilst the guy moaned loudly and told him how good his pussy felt and that he couldn't wait to shoot inside him. At this point, I'd already gone to the bathroom in work and taken my headphones so I could listen properly and a few minutes later, I received a video with the guy cumming inside my boyfriend and making him lick his cock clean, whilst my boyfriend said on the recording 'baby, please come home and clean me up, I need more dick, maybe I'll invite another guy round before you get home'. I was so fucking hard and couldn't wait for 5pm! The guy who was recording the video told my boyfriend he'd happily fill him again, I really wanted to watch them go at it in person! I got out of work as soon as I could and headed to my boyfriend's, he answered the door and I grabbed him and kissed him deeply and caressed his chubby round bum. We headed to the living room and I got him to ride my face so I could get every last drop of cum out of his arse, before letting him ride me and I filled his cunt up with my thick, hot load. We lay on the couch afterwards, talking about his encounter and he told me he loved teasing me like that. I told him that I'd like him to do it more often and get some really risky fun involved and meet men who may give him something more than just dick. He's been searching for dirty loads these last few days, I can't wait to see what he gets! :D -
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