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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?
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I've always known Kent was trouble. Once upon a time he was dating one of my exes. He was handsome as all get out--dark haired, great smile and eyes, nice lean body--and he was just as stupid as he was good looking. I knew exactly why Dylan had fallen for him, because every time I'd seen him, I had to make an effort not to make a fool of myself over him. I think he liked making me squirm a little by almost flirting with me with his boyfriend around. About his only talent in the world was using his looks to get what he wanted, and he did that really well. Fortunately for Dylan, they broke up pretty quickly. Kent could never hold down a job, and there were a couple of DWI arrests, and some trouble about other substances. Nobody talked about Kent once he and Dylan were over, and I completely lost track of him. There's a heavily wooded park near me where guys cruise. I don't fool around there because being on my knees in the bushes is not my idea of a good time. I prefer to kneel on carpet, cement, or just about anything else that doesn't conceal thorns. Still, I wander through the cruisy parts because it's a turn on, and who knows, maybe something too good to resist will be there. I was there one weekend at the start of good weather when I saw a guy I knew as a regular jogger veer off the path about 20 yards ahead. He was a short blond, not handsome, but I knew he was very fit because he always ran shirtless. Smooth, defined, late 20's. He definitely qualified as too good to resist. When I got to the place he'd turned off the trail, I followed into an opening in the brush. We were near the river, and I guess the sound of the water was enough to disguise the sound of my approach. Blondie had his back to me, and I could tell by the movement of his right elbow that he was jacking his cock. His attention was fixed on two guys who were fucking up against a tree. The bottom was a skinny little hispanic kid of the barely legal category, whose ass was thrust backwards as he braced himself with outthrust arms against the oak. He was whimpering in the kind of soft way that total bottoms have when they are excited and scared and don't want it to stop. The top, of course, was Kent. I'd never seen him naked, though I had imagined it. His jeans were down around his ankles, and a red tank was pulled up behind his head. He had the firm pecs I remembered, big dark nipples, and plenty of black hair down his chest and tight belly. His legs were furry and so was his ass, which looked amazing everytime he thrust. I stepped behind a bush, hiding myself as much as possible. I knew that I wanted to run down there and join in, but this was just a little too weird for me. Kent looked up and saw blondie. He beckoned to him, and I felt a pang of jealousy as the runner walked over. Kent pulled the kid away from the tree and turned him to face blondie. The kid had a thick piece of dark meat that was half hard. Without any instructions, blondie knelt down and began to suck it. The kid was panting now. "Feel good, baby?" I heard Kent say. The kid moaned. Kent nuzzled his ear and said, "You want it, don't you? You want it now, don't you, baby?" I think I heard the kid whimper, "Please." Kent leaned back and began to fuck like a piston. The kid was panting, and I don't know how blondie dealt with the force of that cock in his mouth everytime Kent hit home. It didn't take long before Kent grunted "Here it comes!" The kid stiffened up but Kent wrapped an arm around his chest and held him close as he began to shake and shudder. His hips were bucking and I knew that he was fucking his load up the kid's ass. The kid was twisting half-heartedly, like he wanted to get away, but Kent had him pinned. Blondie was still on his knees, sucking away and jacking himself. "Ease up, man," Kent said. "Save it for our little buddy here." He pulled out of the kid's ass, and began to turn the bottom boy around. In the moment before blondie stood up, I saw Kent's cock, long, thick and slick, standing straight out from his groin. The kid was protesting feebly, but Kent was encouraging him as blondie slid in. That was when I ran away. Of course I went home and immediately beat off thinking about what I had seen. I beat off a second time a few hours later, still unable to get the images out of my head. Hot charming Kent was fucking ass, fucking it bare and clearly having a hell of a good time doing it. Getting anyone to do what he wanted was his specialty. And I lay on my bed, hard and horny and terrified that I wanted him to do it to me. I jerked off a third time. On the following Saturday I went to the park again. I knew that what I wanted was to see Kent again. I didn't. I did see the hispanic kid, feeding his dick to another twinkie. But when I went home and jerked off, I was thinking about Kent. On Sunday, I hit the park once more. I was really horned up and I ended up sucking off a guy in his forties who I'd never given the time of day before. When we were through, I'd scraped up my knees and I was still horny, and I felt like an idiot. What I really wanted was to feel like was Kent's whore. I went home and jerked off to a couple of bareback sites. The next Saturday I was back at the park like clockwork. After stumbling around the wooded paths determined that I was going to find Kent, I found blondie from week one. I followed him off the trail and in a few minutes I was banging his thick, short cock against my tonsils. All I could think about was Kent, even as he came down my throat. I knew I was in a bad place, because normally I would have been very happy about scoring with this guy, and I was pretty indifferent to his compliments afterward and his comments about how we'd have to get together someplace else so he could fuck me. He gave me his phone number. I went home and jerked off thinking about Kent. As the next weekend drew near, I promised myself that I would do anything else but go to the park. I had an idea that I would catch the train out of town and go somewhere, anywhere that I wouldn't find myself cruising for Kent. Then, on Friday night I came home, and Kent was sitting on the steps of my building. He stood up as I crossed the street and held out his hand. "Good to see you, buddy," he said, turning on the full-wattage, knee-weakening smile. "Third time in a month!" There was no pretending. I knew he must have seen me in the park, and more than once. My heart-pounding, I invited him in. I was on my knees as soon as the apartment door closed. I knew what I wanted and what I was doing and that was that. Eventually we made our way to the living room and I knelt between his legs, sucking his cock while he drained a beer. It was thick and heavy in my mouth and his salty pre-cum seemed endless, the product of a piece of meat designed for sex. Kent would ruffle my hair as I sucked him. "Keep your eyes on my face, baby," he murmured. "Let me see you like it." I was fully clothed, my cock hard in my slacks. Kent wouldn't let me grope myself. "You're hot enough already, baby." I was panting and slick with sweat. He told me how he had seen me at the park. The first time watching him fuck, and then after blondie. "Didn't look like you were having a good time, babe," he said. "That wasn't what you really needed." Eventually, he pulled me gently off his cock. "Go get cleaned up for me, baby," he said. When I was done I found him in the bedroom, naked now and still hard. He came and stood behind me, rubbing his cock against my ass, up and down the crack. "You liked what you saw at the park, didn't you, baby," he whispered. "Did you want it to be you?" I nodded and pushed my ass back against his cock. "You've wanted it a long time, haven't you?" I moaned. His entry was long and slow. I knew he could be rough, but his idea of conquest was getting me to admit I wanted him and his load. As he worked the head in he said, "No rubbers, baby, just my dick for your ass. Skin to skin, slipping inside, so I can cum in your ass just like you want me to." For while he bitch fucked me while I was on all fours on the bed. His cock was big and hard and I liked it, but I was really tripping on the idea that this awesome looking man was fucking me because he knew I was turned on by his raw cock in my ass. The hottest guy I had ever had sex with knew that I wanted him bare and he was giving it to me. I was scared and I was turned on by being scared. I was scared of getting sick, but I was even more scared of how much I was liking him in me raw. I knew that whatever happened, this would not be the last time I was fucked bareback. Eventually Kent flipped me over on my back, shoved his cock back in, and really began to fuck me hard. "Cum in me," I moaned. "You want it, baby?" He was almost shouting. "You want it now!" "Yes!" He bellowed and began to buck his cock into my ass like he was having some kind of spasm. I felt his cock tense in my ass and then he was blowing buckets of cum in my hole. He collapsed on top of me, pinning me to the bed. My mind was spinning through a whole range of emotions: fear, excitement, satisfaction. I wondered if this was what it felt like to skydive--that mix of thrill and danger and accomplishment. He rolled off me and out of me, and used his fingers to spoon his cum out of my ass and spread it on my face. I tried to lick his fingers, but he laughed and kept them away from my mouth, spreading the cum into my hair. Then he rolled off the bed and stood up, his dick still thick and covered in jism. "You're a good fuck. Better than Dylan," he said. "You really like it. Thanks." And he walked out of the room. I lay there, and a few minutes later I heard him leave. I got up and called the blond guy, told him whose load was in my ass, and waited for him to come over.
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Here I sit, realizing how sore my ass is and how damn erotic that is. I met my fuck buddy tonight. We planned it for a couple of days. I knew I was going to get fucked but had no idea exactly how much fucking I'd get. I got my hole squeaky clean and drove over to his place. He opened the door wearing only a shirt with his cock sticking out from under his shirttail. I couldn't help myself and dropped to my knees and put that wonderful cock of his in my mouth. He called me a few names, which I always like, and then we headed, to the bedroom. I stripped and he lay back while I worshipped his cock. It felt so good in my mouth and he was being a bit controlling which I really liked. He was pulling my hair a little, forcing a little too much of his cock down my throat, calling me a slut, all the things he knows I like. He told me to finger my ass while I sucked him. I immediately put one finger in my ass and quickly followed it with a second and eventually a third. Opening my ass was making me extra horny and I went after his cock with a purpose. Sucking and licking, from the bottom of his balls to the tip of that nice big dick. After a few minutes of that he told me to get on my back and I could hardly move fast enough. He started pressing his cock head into me and at first with him, it never seems like it's going to fit. He's the biggest I've ever had and as much as we've fucked in the last year, he still stretches me to the limit. He kept easing into me, slowly fucking in and out, adding an inch every minute or so. Every stroke felt like I was full to the bursting point, but on the next stroke, he'd go a little deeper. Damn it felt good. After a few minutes, I felt his body pressing against me and I knew he had me open all the way. I ground my ass against him and can't describe how good his dick felt as it moved around in my guts. He pulled back and started fucking me slowly and deeply, working a great rhythm. I couldn't help but tell him how good it felt which seemed to turn him on even more. His rhythm would pick up and then he'd slow down to keep from cumming. His control has always been good and as hard as I tried, I couldn't push him over the edge tonight. Twice he pulled all the way out to keep from cumming, then he'd slowly push that big dick all the way back in me and start again. After fucking me for quite a while, he told me to get on my hands and knees. He gripped my hips and repeated everything he'd done before when I was on my back. Deep fucking me, stopping before he came, pulling all the way out when he got too close. I was pushing my ass back against him, grinding my ass back on his cock, trying my best to get him to cum, but he wasn't ready yet. He kept a steady rhythm of fucking, driving me crazy, then pushed me down so I was laying flat on my stomach. He lay completely on top of me, and grabbed my arms, holding me down and fucking me deep. I felt like such a bitch for him, and loved every stroke. He repeated the same pattern. Fucking me deep and steady, stopping or pulling out. I had been begging for his cum for a while when he finally said, "You really want my load". I told him just how good he was making my ass feel. And told him how owned my ass was by him. He said, “Well now you're going to get it.” This happened while he was fucking me deep and pretty fast. He didn't stop this time. He kept that same rhythm going. He was hitting all the right spots and something happened that hadn't happened before. I didn't cum but my cock started leaking heavy, I was right at the verge of cumming without touching my cock. He fucked me for a couple of more minutes, the best fucking I've ever had, and then started getting faster. I started pushing my ass up, meeting his thrusts. Finally, he went deep and started growling. His dick was as far in me as he could get it, and he started cumming. It felt like he came for 30 seconds, his cock jerked hard as he filled me up. Then he was still for only a few seconds and fucked me as his cock started to go soft, pushing the load he barebacked into me as deep as he could. When he finally pulled out, my ass was as open as it has ever been. His cum ran out and soaked my balls, and the towel I was laying on. I tried to tighten up my hole to keep some of his load in me but I was fucked so wide open it kept trickling out. I dressed and drove home, my ass tender and used. And now, two hours later, my butt still feels wonderfully tender and sore. And I'd head back and let him abuse my ass some more if he wanted.
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Heading to SF at the end of the month and looking for information on best bookstoresm bars, etc. to go to for BB action. I am familiar with the Gulch and Mac Folsom Prison but curious if there were other new spots to check out. Staying at the Best Western in SOMA so will also be taking loads there.
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Hey fellow barebackers, I thought I'd share one of my recent experiences - last night to be exact. I hooked up online with Bill, a poz guy, and went over to his place so he could breed my ass. I got there, he answered the door, and let me in. We talk for a couple minutes and then got down to business. I dropped my pants and stripped off my shirt. He did the same, and then sat on the couch while I got between his legs and started sucking on his 6" cock. I was licking it up and down, swallowing it all the way to his pubes, and, of course, licking his balls. All in name of having a good time. Well, while I was bobbing my head up and down on his cock, Tom, his roommate (who doesn't know his status) came home and saw us bare-assed, me blowing Bill. Tom came over and started fingering my ass. I was a guest in their house, so it would be rude not to let him join in, so I stood up, and, while still slobbering all over the Bill’s dick, spread my legs so Tom could get better access to my hot fuck hole. Tom took the hint, and knelt behind me and began doing one of my favorite activities - he began to rim me, - getting me good and wet Picture that: I was standing there, leaning over, moaning, while sucking a hot cock and with another guy’s tongue up my ass. Well after a couple minutes of tonguing my ass, Tom stood up, unzipped his jeans, and dropped his pants and shorts down around his ankles. Spitting on his dick, he rubbed the head up and down my crack. I was hot as hell by this time, and wanted nothing more than for him to shove that naked, hard fucker in me. Which, fortunately, he did. He grabbed my hips and slid in, balls deep in me. Unfucking excellent! Well, he started fucking me but good as I continued sucking on Bill’s cock. I was feeling nothing but pure physical pleasure and sexual abandon. We kept this up for 5-10 minutes, (I confess I was not keeping close track of the time). Tom slamming my hole, as I choked down Bill’s bone. While my knees and back were getting weak, I was, to say the least, feeling good, but was all too aware I needed to change positions before my back gave out, so I pulled off of them, and promptly turned around, sitting on and sat on Bill’s lap, his cock sliding smoothly into my hole. I bounced up & down on it as I pleasured Tom who was standing in front of me. It didn't take long for Bill to unloaded his toxic load in my neg ass. I pulled up off him and felt his cum drip down my crack and balls. I fingered myself for a few, getting them good and wet with his spooge. I brought them up to my nose and inhaled deeply the musky man smell of his spooge and my ass. It smelled so good I had no choice but to lick his contaminated, pearly white seed off my fingers. Tom, meanwhile, was apparently raring to get off, so he spun me around, bent me over and plunged his throbbing cock into my hole which was flooded with Bill’s cum. Tom fucked Bill’s seed into the bare walls of my gut for a few minutes until he suggested we go into the bedroom. The three of us played around for a few minutes, but soon enough Tom impaling my ass on his cock as Bill stroked himself. Tom was skilled - he had me on all fours on the bed, pounding me good and hard then slowing, taking it all the way out and then pushing just the head in – teasing me. After a couple of minutes, Tom had me slide down onto my stomach, and without pulling his cock out of my hole, he lay on my back, pistoning his hips up and down using my hole as his personal fuck chute. I was in heaven, lying on my stomach with a good-looking butch guy laying on top of me grinding his cock in my well used hole. He was getting close and made me beg him to shoot in my ass, which I readily did. I wanted that uncertain load bad. Well, he didn't disappoint. He pounded me good and hard a few times then grunted filling me with his seed. I could feel his cock pulsing in my hole as he shot his load deep inside my ass. He lay on top of me for a few, both of us sweating and breathing hard. It was a great sensation, feeling his cock resting inside me, visualizing those two loads, one poz, the other unknown mingling together. Tom pulled out and I licked his dick clean of cum, getting a few more dribbles out of the head of his dick in the process. I lay back and jerked my cock, which was in desperate need of blowing a load. While I was stroking my hard-on, Bill stuck his dick in my mouth for me to suck on. I greedily ate that poz cock. Although he had come scarcely ten minutes earlier, he stayed mostly hard after having blasted a huge load inside my guts. He alternately dick whipped and fucked my face. It was too much and I shot a hard load, almost bellowing because of the intensity of my orgasm. I convulsed as my cock spewed forth volley after volley of hot, white man seed which, I might note, Bill and Tom were eager to lap-up. I lay there breathing hard, my heart beating in my chest, and cum fermenting in my ass. Well to end the story abruptly, I wiped up, got dressed and left fully spent and holding two guys' loads in my guts. Hope you enjoyed the story - I hope to have more of them soon!
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Tonight made up for every poor experience I've ever had at the Club. No attitude, and no rubbers. When I got to the area, I was pleased to see that there were many cars there, not packed, but a lot. I was afraid on the Friday night of a three-day holiday, there would be few guys there. I went in and found a good crowd. I got undressed and went into the video room and stroked watching a raw video from the 70s. A young guy kid watched me for a while, then we made eye contact. When he moved to leave the room, I followed him. He asked me if I would fuck him, and I said SURE! We went to his room, and he didn't say anything, he just bent over, and stuck my cock up his ass raw. He took a couple of hits of the poppers as I worked in. He said I was his first fuck of the night, and it felt like it, he was nice and tight. He was also a great bottom. We did it doggie for a while, till he got opened up, then he flipped onto his back and held his legs up. "Fuck your dirty infected cum fucks up my ass! he said, and I was surprised but pleased, so I proceed to fuck him hard to get my cum moving. He kept calling it cum fucks instead of seed or jizz or sperm, but I got the idea. He wanted a dirty load in his ass. So I planted a hot, wet load deep, and he loved the feel of it. I kept my cock in him till he squeezed it out. We thanked each other and I left his room. I got a cigarette and went out on the deck and read the Blade till I had recovered enough to go back to the video room. I was stroking again, when this bearded hairy Hispanic guy passed thru. He'd ignored me earlier, but when he saw my cock, he stopped and turned around. There was no one else close, he bent over and grabbed my cock and asked me I'd like to fuck him. SURE! Back in his room, same scene, he bent over and put my cock up his ass. I slid home on a well greased track, but he said he hadn't been fucked yet. Then I noticed two very large dildos and figured how he'd gotten so open and wet. We fucked for a long time, but it wasn't enough for him, and so wet and open I wasn't even close. He asked me to use the dildos on him. He had a very large and an OH MY GOD! I used the large one first, it was the longer, and once he could take it easily, I moved up to the impossibly large one. That one took some work, but I got most of it in. He asked me to switch to the other one and really fuck him open with it, and I did, taking it all the way out and then back in. Eventually I got him open enough so that the huge one nearly disappeared in his ass. I was exchanging the two when I decided he was open enough to fist, so I greased up my right hand and slid it in. Took patient work, but I got in him. He had to be on his back for that, made it easier for him, but harder for me. After that he needed a rest and I needed a smoke. He went to take a shower and clean the lube off his ass and legs, where it had run down. I got a cigarette and went back to the video room. I had cruised the halls on the way back, there were a lot of guys, but no one seemed interested. As I was stroking, thinking I was gonna shoot if I kept that up, this Peruvian-looking guy passed thru, and did the same thing, stopped, looked back at the cock, came up and played with it, and asked if I'd fuck him. SURE! Back in his room, same thing, no questions, the raw cock was right up his ass. This guy was the best bottom of the three for regular fucking. When we'd work up toward a high spot he'd grab me hard and hold tight. Then I'd relax, go back into the real long strokes, all the way out, all the way in, faster and faster till he'd grab me and relax. We'd been at it about 10 minutes, I was beginning to get close, when he got out from under me. I couldn't take it any longer. I finished myself off by jacking and squirting my load all over his cock and balls. He said it was a real heavy load, but by my standards it was small as my first load is wet and heavy, and my second is generally somewhat creamier. I left the bathhouse with a big smile on my face. I had had three raw fucks, one cumshot up an ass, one on the guy, and my fist inside a hot man.
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This is my first attempt at writing fiction, erotic or otherwise- it turned out a lot longer than I was expecting. Bear with me, though- and let me know if there's anything I could do to improve my style. {Versipellem} The craziest thing I ever did? What the hell, I'll tell you. It started a long while back. Near the end of another hard winter day, freezing my ass off in the workshop ten hours straight. I was finishing up a PCV valve replacement, and my mind was already at Jack's; stool at the bar, my buddies playing pool, and a bottle of bourbon with my name on it. Tightened the valve hose, slotted it all in place, and slammed the manifold shut; midnight, quitting time. Grabbed a rag for my hands and headed out front, only to have a voice pull me up short. "Davis!" It was the night foreman, Hank- had a nasty temper and no time for us mechanics. "Wrench monkeys", he called us in private; was always lying to the boss about us, trying to get us fired if we gave him any attitude. Pushed his head through the side-window, gave me that unfriendly squinty stare of his. "Got one last job for you, Davis- you ain't off just yet." Ugly bastard was always getting my back up, calling me by my last name, for chrissakes. Everyone else, even the owner, always called me Pete. "Come on, man," I tried a grin. "My shift finishes in five; Gary and Steve are gone already." He gave me another dose of that ugly squint. "Guess what, Davis- I don't give a fuck. A fuel filter needs changing- you're the only grown-up wrench monkey on site." My blood boiled whenever he spoke to me like that; chubby fuck probably never lifted a wrench in his life. I got a brief flash of slamming my fist into his face, smashing those giant glasses; but I knew sure as anything if I gave him any trouble, I'd be out a job with no reference, quick-sharp. The way the economy was, I wouldn't have another coming my way any time soon. I unclenched my fists resignedly. "Fuel filter, you say." Could be a quick job, depending. Might make it to Jack's by one; the guys never went home until two. "Carbureted?" I asked hopefully. Hank's face split in a yellow grin. "No such luck, wrench monkey- it's fuel-injected. Guess you're not gettin' home any time soon." Could feel the anger rising, but did my best to keep my voice calm. "That's bullshit! It'll take too long! Plus," I tried to appeal to his rules, "Union regs say if I stay late I get a partner. Two-man job." That yellow grin of his turned into a sharp scowl; I knew if I pushed it any farther, he'd get me for it. So I did my best to pull up a calm, polite face while he hesitated. "Fine," he snapped. "Two man job, alright." Since Gary and Steve were already at the bar, I figured that was me safe; I could do the job tomorrow on day-shift, when Hank wasn't around to make things shitty for me. He smiled darkly. "You can have the new kid, then- he's degreasing parts in the back. Get to work." He yanked his head back out of the window and waddled off, glad to get his nasty parting shot in. I heard him yelling for the new kid, rattling his keys as he got ready to lock up the doors and windows. The new kid. What was his name, I wondered- Jake? Josh? Something like that. Whatever it was, he was seriously starting to compete with Hank as the most annoying thing about the job. Fresh out of some state technical college at twenty one, he strolled around cocky and grinning, like he owned the place. Always slacking off, thought he knew it all, bullshitted when he didn't. Someone needed to tell him a fancy diploma didn't make him a mechanic; at thirty-six, I had twenty years of experience. Problem was, he was that young and good-looking, it made my cock jerk when he strolled by. None of the other guys made a big deal of me being bi; back in the day when I was new on the job it might've been, but by 2010 it was just another quirk, like how Gary drank his whiskey with Red Bull or Steve wore checkered shirts a size too big. Anyway, it was becoming one hell of a problem. Couldn't get too close in case someone noticed the reaction downstairs, if you catch my drift; a seven-inch hard-on gets noticed in the dumb fucking overalls the company makes us wear. In fact, I hadn't worked with him at all, now I came to think about it. I made my way round to Bay Three, hearing Hank's keys jangle as he started locking the doors. I had a quick look over the bulky black Honda I was supposed to change the filter on, before the new kid arrived, walking that same easy lope like he hadn't a care in the world, blond hair tousled as if he'd just rolled out of bed. "Oh, hey," he said. "Pete, right? Steve mentioned you the other day." I nodded at him with a grunt, trying my best not to look anywhere but his face. "I'm Jake," he said, heading round to the hood. "So what we got here?" There was a click from the front as Hank left, locking us in. By the time we got the engine exposed and the car positioned, I had to admit he might know what he was doing. Inexperienced, maybe- but talented; quick and careful hands that went exactly where they were needed. Did my best to focus on the task at hand, instead of imagining those skilful hands down the front of my underwear. "We'll have to relieve the pressure in the fuel line before we disconnect it," I said. I'd hardly finished talking before he was at it; checked the engine was off and took out the fuel pump fuse, giving me a cocky grin and a nod. I'd hardly even clambered into the seat and checked the emergency brake was on before the problem started- I glanced out through the windshield and saw him bending over to grab the new filter. Seeing the way the overalls stretched over his butt was too much; I had an instant cock-stand, swelling under the suit, instantly noticeable. I turned the ignition and the engine started up; the new kid jumped and looked round. I hurriedly looked away; had he seen me checking out his ass? Probably not. I tucked my hard-on away as best I could and waited until the engine stalled before turning it off. I had to get out for the next part, so I grabbed my checking clipboard and climbed out carefully, doing my best to keep my crotch screened. He didn't look like he noticed; he unpacked the new filter while I disconnected the fuel lines from the old one and eased it free. I turned around- only to catch Jake looking away like a jumpy cat. Had he noticed I was hard? Was he freaked out? Shit- the last thing I needed with Hank breathing down my neck was a harassment complaint. It was fuckin' disgusting, but the only thing I could think of- I pulled up an image of ugly-night-foreman Hank showering, feeling sick just thinking about it. That did it- the swelling downstairs eased away a bit as I turned back to Jake, relieved. "Uh, which way does this go?" Jake bent over the hood, fiddling with the filter. "The arrow'll show you," I said, keeping my distance. "Arrow?" he asked. "I don't see one," A little pissed, I leaned past his shoulder and pointed at the arrow on the base, almost hidden between the Japanese characters and logos. "Sorry," he turned his face to mine and gave an embarrassed grimace. We were so close, all I could smell was him; that unique young-guy scent, with a hint of sweat and machine oil from the work. And that mouth of his- it probably tasted better than anything I knew. Before I could stop myself, I got the briefest fantasy of coming hard into that mouth. Goddamn, it would feel so- My cock jerked up instantly, hard and erect, leaping past my underwear waistband and pressing hard against Jake's ass. Oh, shit! I jerked away hurriedly. For an instant I thought about getting the hell out of there, but it was impossible; the job had to be finished, we had to lock up, a dozen chores needed me. I couldn't just leave him on his own- but fuck, what was he going to say? Or do? It'd be difficult to explain to the guys if we ended up in a fight. He kept working as though he hadn't noticed, reconnecting the lines and turning back to me, nothing in his face but open friendliness and enthusiasm. "Go on, give it a shot," he said. For a moment, I thought he'd read my mind; all I could think about was- then he said, "The ignition. Go on, give it a shot." Did he just wink? Half-dizzy, not even trying to say anything, I slid back into the seat and started it, hazily checking it was in neutral and the emergency brake was on. My mind was racing. It was fine. It was going to be fine. Jake was cool about it; he'd just pretend nothing had happened, or maybe he hadn't noticed at all, busy with the engine. We were going to finish up, I'd lock up, then go straight home for a shower and jerk off. That was what I was going to do- I repeated it under my breath. Finish up, lock up, go home, jerk off. Fine. I pushed the starter, and the engine started up straight away. Jake glanced down at the engine then gave me the thumbs up through the windshield. 'Looks like the new filter's doing fine," he said. I turned it off, and leaned against the wall as Jake finished all the final checks, locked up the car and put the key in the office. He strolled back to the car as I headed over, and gave me that cocky grin. "So, we're done," he said, nodding at the clock. "Only fifteen minutes- won't be late after all." He looked up at me, "Unless there's anything else?" Was he- surely- No, that's just damn crazy, my mind said. You're thirty-six, built like a linebacker and divorced, for chrissakes. That was about when I lost it. I couldn't resist anymore. My whole world had shrunk; it was just me, Jake, and my throbbing dick begging for some relief. Whether he was going to slug me, get me fired or call the cops, I had to find out what that mouth tasted like. Even just once. Trying to breathe steady, my hands were up before I could control them; they landed heavily on those firm shoulders, rough fabric under my palms. My pulse was racing; I could hear it throbbing in my ears. Surprise was all over his face; thinking it might be the dumbest thing I ever did, I leaned in and kissed him, feeling that breath. He moved immediately; I guessed it was to pull away, push me, grab a wrench. Instead, his hands wrapped round the back of my head, pulled me in. His lips opened; it was every bit as good as I'd imagined, tasting that sweet mouth, our tongues moving, touching. I pulled away for the briefest of moments, worried, looked at him; there was nothing on that face but fierce lust. He slid his hand over the crotch of my overalls, feeling my cock, squeezing the full length. It felt so amazing, I groaned aloud, reaching for him instinctively. A firm hard cock was straining against the material of his overalls just as urgently as mine was. I couldn't think straight; swamped by tidal waves of lust. In one easy movement, I turned him and grabbed at the fastening of his overalls; in my frenzy to get it open it tore and ripped downwards to his waist. He yanked his arms out of it, panting hard and groaning as loud as I was. In a brief moment of panic I glanced around; but the windows were all barred and shuttered, all the doors were locked. Hank's way of making life harder; I laughed inside at him. Bet you didn't see this, did you, fucker? Jake leaned on the hood of the car, torn overalls round his knees. Underneath them he was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans; frantically he unbuckled his belt and I yanked them down with his underwear, exposing that perfect bubble-butt. I could feel myself leaking through the overalls just at the sight- it'd take far too long to get them off properly. I grabbed a pair of shears from the tool-chest beside us and cut straight through the crotch; I was so reckless it was dumb luck I didn't cut myself. I reached through the opening and unfastened my pants, pulled my cock free; the relief was fantastic. It stuck straight out through the tear in the overalls, thick and heavy- it felt like I hadn't come in years. Jake was already stroking himself, rock hard, sitting on the car hood. Did he think we were just jerking off together? No way- I needed more than that. I grabbed him, pulled him to me, tasted that mouth before turning him around. I yanked the top off a can of silicone valve lubricant, greased my thumb and pressed it between his ass-cheeks. He gasped in shock, "Dude, I've never- I mean, not-" I was barely listening, lost in the urgent need. Gently but firmly my thumb entered him, slid up inside him. He groaned aloud, "Oh, man, that's-" I could feel how tight he was- never even had a finger up there before. But he was relaxing more and more, easing the way as I fingered him with the lube, opening him. He was moaning hard, jerking himself. Thank God- I didn't want to stop now. I couldn't. Switching to two fingers, then three, I slid them deeper and deeper, listening to him groan in pleasure, my cock dripping hot pre-cum on his butt. Finally I withdrew my fingers, bending him firmly over the car hood. greasing my dick generously with the valve lube. It felt so hard it'd shatter. I grasped his hips with one hand and pressed forward with the other wrapped around my cock, prodding at his tight, virgin entrance, greased and ready. He gave another jolt of shock, looking back at me. "Oh, man- I've never had a- I can't- we need a rubber and- it'll hurt!" I needed to fuck him more than anything I'd ever wanted- it would be impossible to stop at all, let alone go to find a condom somewhere. I pressed up against him full-length, pulling him upright so his ear was beside my mouth. "Didn't my fingers feel good, boy?" I whispered. "Yeah, man, that was-" he managed, panting. "And doesn't this feel good?" I slid my right hand, thick and oily with the lube, down his stomach, sliding my fingers over smooth muscle to wrap around his hard cock, stroking back and forth. He moaned helplessly, trembling against me as I gave him a firm, steady reach-around, watching the contrast between my hairy, muscular arm and his toned, smooth body. Then I took my hand away. "Don't stop!" he breathed desperately. In answer, I pressed my greased cock between his cheeks, lube and pre-cum leaking into him. "Yes," he breathed after a pause. "Yes what?" I teased, stroking my thumb along the base of his cock. "Fuck me," he whispered. "Fuck me raw, man." I felt myself grinning in triumph, bending him forward over the car, grabbing my cock with my right and sliding gradually into his ass. Goddamn, it felt good- he was tight, greased and clean, tensing at first but relaxing gradually, accepting my dick. I started slow at first, firm but gentle, sliding in and out until he was taking it easily up to the hilt, panting and grunting. Then I started faster and harder, long deep strokes, my balls pressing hard against his ass., his legs pressed against the cold metal bodywork of the car. "Please, dude," he groaned. "Please..." I leaned forward over him, tucking my hand around and grasping his cock, still hard and throbbing. I fucked him hard over the hood, gauging his reactions, slowing down when he winced in pain and speeding up when he groaned for more. Gripping him firmly, I gave him that final slide with my hand, pushing him over the edge; he screamed as he came, splattering across the black, glossy paintwork. This was too good to be true, I told myself. It had to be a dream. But if I had dreams this amazing, this fucking hot, I'd never come to work at all. Grabbing his ass with both hands, I pounded in harder, hearing a loud groan of ecstasy; I was almost surprised to realize it was me. There were fireworks exploding in my head; I plunged in and came in an explosion, crying out, spurting warm cum inside him, pulling out for a moment then plunging in again full-length, wet and slippery and fucking fantastic. We collapsed gently onto the concrete floor, panting hard, his head in my lap. Before we knew it we were both roaring with laughter, delirious and worn-out, catching our breath. Finally Jake laughed, "I thought you were a crabby asshole," giving my sticky cock a long lick. "And I thought you were a cocky little shit," I chuckled, ruffling his blond hair. I waited a moment, thinking, then glanced up at the clock. Nearly one am. Plenty of time to get to Jack's and meet the guys before they headed home, I figured. "I don't know about you," I said, "but I could sure as hell use a drink." So that was how it all started, strange to think about it as years ago now. Funny as hell how life throws you these coincidences sometimes; after all the shit I've had, it was one heck of a surprise to get something good for once. Last Sunday we had a lazy morning in bed when I found myself thinking about that day. "I'm glad I did it," I said to myself. "Did what?" asked Jake, smiling up at me. I grinned happily. "The craziest thing I ever did."
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Yesterday afternoon I went to the county's jogging/bike trail to see if there was any hotties out. It has been cool here the last few days and was finally starting to warm up some. When I go I I normally wear a t-shirt, basketball shorts with no underwear so my package is easy to see, and a rainbow bracelet so the guys know. After walking for about 15 or 20 minutes, this hot ass Latino boy in his early 20’s came jogging toward me. He smiled and said hi, but kept on jogging. I was like…damn.. cause he was fine. Around 6’2 or so, slim/fit, nice light brown skin, and all sweaty in this t-shirt with the arms and neck cut out and basketball shorts.. yummy..lol. I kept walking on for a few more minutes, then decided to turn back. When I got up to this turn, I saw him, walking now, towards me. When we got close to each other, he stopped and bent over to tie his shoe. He said hi again, and asked me how my walk was going. I told him ok, but it could be better and smiled. He laughed, and then stood up and touched my rainbow bracelet and told me it was nice. I smiled, and knew he was game. He asked me what I was looking for, and I told me I was pretty open, as long as I got sweaty and a good work out. He laughed a little. I told him I was going to walk back to this little spot in the woods, if he was interested, he could come with me. He told me sure.. and we walked up a little and cut through this small path into the woods to this small opening with a tree that had fallen down against a couple of other trees. Nobody can see into where this was from the trail. When we got there, he asked me “So what’s up?” I reached over and touched his crotch, and felt a nice bulge under his basketball shorts. He got a big smile on his face, and I went to my knees, and rubbed it some more, then pulled the band of his shorts and underwear down and a nice long fat semi-uncut cock popped out in my face. I grabbed it, and ran my tongue around the head, and then slide him in my mouth. Sucking his cock until he was solid hard, and a good fat 8 inches. I was sucking him good, and licking all over his balls, and smooth chest, tasting the sweat from his jog. Damn.. he tasted good. After a little bit, he raised me up, and put his hands in my shorts and pulled my dick out and stroked it while I stroked him. He went down and sucked me for a little bit, and then I rubbed his head and told him I wanted him to fuck me with his big cock. He pulled off my dick looked up at me and asked if I had condoms. I told him no, but I was cool if he was. He stood up, and I stroked him some more, then he turned me around and pushed me against the broken tree. He ran his smooth cock against my ass checks, taking my ass for a dry run. He then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his dick. He held his hand out and told me to spit, so I did, and he rubbed it on my hole, and then his dick. He pushed me down so I was bent over in front of him, and slowly slid the head of his uncut cock into my ass. When he realized I was having no problems taking him, he sped his rhythm up and pushed me harder against the tree and fucked my hole like crazy, putting every inch into me, and his smooth balls slapping against my ass. I guess being outside and the situation and all got him going good. After about 4 or 5 minutes of him pounding me, he started saying “fuck” and told me he was about to cum, and wanted to know where I wanted it. I looked back at him, and told him in my ass. He smiled and called me “Papi” started pounding faster and harder. I watched his face as he cringed up, and then he kicked his head up toward the sky and let out a gasp of air, and then I felt his dick pulsating his load balls deep into my hole. I told him to keep fucking me, to fuck his seed into my cunt. He slid back and forth in me a few more times, then as he pulled out, and a large stream of his cum flowed out of my hole around his dick and down my leg. I told him he came a shit load, and he laughed and told me he hadn’t gotten off in a week. I bent down and licked the cum from his dick, then sucked him clean. I told him not to wait so long the next time, to give me a shout and we could hit the woods again. He laughed, and said he would consider it, then pulled his shorts up, and left me standing there with his load dripping from my freshly fucked ass. When I walked out of the woods, I started back toward my car. When I got up a bit, I saw him standing and talking to this girl. When I got close I said hi to them, and she smiled and said hi. He just looked over at me, and then went back to talking to her as if he had never seen me before in his life. I kept on walking, and thought “oh Well”, and then smiled at the fact that I had his boy seed planted deep in my hole to remember him by. But I’m sure if I saw him again, he wouldn’t hesitate to breed me again.
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Hi guys, I've added a bit of a poll section to my blog, just to add a bit of variety and interaction to the blog. I just wondered if anyone had any idea's for interesting poll questions I could pose to my thousands of viewers... i intend to ask each question for a week... I dont want to steal idea's which people have polled on here... are there any other ideas? Just throwing this out there, dont really expect to get too much of a response, but some idea's would be cool! Cheers boys... Josh.
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First Anon Load I was sitting at my desk at work one Friday afternoon and the thought struck me that I hadn't tasted cock or cum in weeks. Time for a visit to the adult book store and some gloryhole cocksucking. A few minutes after five I was sitting in a booth with a gloryhole on either side. I saw a hard cock through the hole to my right and put a finger in the hole. The cock slid through, I took it in my mouth and nursed it until I was rewarded with a tasty load of semen. By the time he'd pulled out and I'd licked the cum off my lips another prick was waiting in the hole to my left. This hole was a big one, big enough for a man to reach through with both hands. The cock was lovely; long, thick, black and uncut. My favorite kind. I quickly swallowed it and sucked it to a full erection. He liked it rough; he took my head in his hands and fucked my mouth hard. I gagged a couple of times and he pulled out and back and stood stroking his lovely length. I licked my lips and opened my mouth, inviting his beautiful prick to come back and rape my mouth some more. I really wanted to eat his load. He just stood there and stroked lightly. An idea popped into my head. I stood up, turned around, backed up to the hole and spread my asscheeks. Soon I felt the head of his cock nuzzling my asshole, smearing it with precum. I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. I'd never taken an anonymous load in my ass and rarely barebacked and only with guys I'd known for a while and trusted. I knew that the rate of hiv infection was higher in black men. I was terrified and completely turned on. Was I really going to let this black man fuck me bareback through a gloryhole and fill me with cum? Apparently I was, his hands grabbed my hips and the cock started fucking itself into me. My cock was diamondcutter hard and dripping precum. He paused when he bottomed out in my ass and I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of fullness. It took a few strokes before it didn't hurt; the only lube was his precum and my assjuice. I loved getting fucked. I hope he was going to be rough with me. After a maybe a minute, he started stroking in and out slowly, pulling half way out, then plunging back in. I tightened my asshole around his shaft to give him a better ride and enjoy him more myself. This seemed to excite him and he picked up the pace. Soon he was slamfucking me, banging my ass off. God, this was great; maybe the best fuck of my life! That big black cock tore my asshole up for all too short a time. He shoved in hard and I felt his cock twitch and jerk. A warm flood filled my guts. He moaned and humped his cock into me spasmodically. I couldn't actually feel it, but I imagined little squirts of cum jetting out of his prick into my guts. I almost threw up. I'd just taken an anon load! I clamped my asshole tight around his cock to keep him and his load in me. I realized I was glad he'd shot his load in me. Glad, but also terrified. The knowledge I'd taken anon cum in my guts was the most arousing thing I could imagine. I knew I'd do it again and again. I also knew that eventually I'd get pozzed, infected with hiv. I didn't care; my cock throbbed as I thought about getting infected. I wanted it; I hoped that lovely black cock had just injected poz cum in me and that the virus was already working it's way into my blood. He stayed in me until he started to soften and his cock slipped out of me. He stuck his cock back through the hole and I sucked and licked cum and my assjuice off it. I loved it. He pulled out, tucked that lovely tool in his pants and zipped up. A hand reached down with a piece of paper. I took it and saw a phone number and a name. He left, I tucked the number in my pocket and licked up the pool of cum that'd oozed out of my abused asshole. I knew I was going to call him, I had to have that cock again. I wondered if I'd ask him his status. I also wondered if I was I going to get the fuck flu in a week or so. At that thought my cock got rock hard. A finger appeared in the small hole, so I stood up and fed the eager mouth my cock. In just seconds I emptied my balls into the faggot's mouth, thinking about a poz black guy that frequently ran ads in Craigslist wanting to fuck "poz-friendly guys", bareback only. Next time he ran the ad I'd offer my ass to him. And I did, but that's a story for another time.
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Bottom guy in Salt Lake City - will take just about any load. In it for the fun.
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My top fuck buddy did something different, and damn it felt good. I went over after he texted me saying he was ready. He opened the backdoor wearing just a shirt. When I walked through the door past him I couldn't help but fondle his cock which was already half hard. I kneeled inside the door like usual and licked and sucked him for a few minutes. Then he urged me back to my feet and followed me to the bedroom. Once inside his bedroom I stripped immediately and saw the bottle of lube he left out whenever I was coming over. That told me I was in for another great fuck. He lay on the bed and I got between his legs. I really enjoy sucking him and working to get as much of that long shaft as I can in my mouth. After working him over with my mouth for a few minutes he told me to get the lube and make my hole ready for him. I thought he'd never ask. I slicked up a couple of fingers, rubbed them over my hole, slicked them up again and eased them in my hungry ass. I worked them around, enjoying the feeling and trying to loosen my ass up a little for him. You've heard me say he's hung and that’s no joke. If he was one inch longer or thicker, I honestly couldn't take him. After lubing myself I got on my back and he kneeled at my ass. His cock had softened a little but instead of working it back to full hardness like he usually does, he said, "I'm going to put it in soft and let you feel it swell." He eased the head in and it fit much easier than usual. It felt good but not in the intense, on the edge of pain way that his entry usually does. He pushed forward as I relaxed my hole and most of his shaft went right in. He kind of stirred around in my hole for a minute and I think I could actually feel him swelling. A really odd feeling but damn what a turn on. He eased back and then thrust forward again. Only this time his cock felt twice as big. It was like the initial entry that he knows I get off on all over again. He stirred some more, eased back out, and again when he thrust forward it like the first entry. I realized I was grunting and moaning and begging him to fuck me but he kept up his game. Stirring a little, a slow pull back, then a hard thrust into me. For two or three minutes his cock slowly grew to full hardness, and I got what I felt like were half a dozen new entries. By the time his cock was at full attention and he started fucking me, I was already ready to cum. I guess all my moaning and begging had gotten him horny too because when he started fucking me, he was really fucking me. Slamming every bit of that wonderfully thick cock in my hole. He put one hand on each of my legs and pushed them back against the pillow, leaving my ass raised and wide open. He lifted himself and really started pounding into me. I could feel him hitting bottom on every stroke and it hurt so good. He tagged me for a good five or six minutes like that, really turning me out. Then he got faster for a few strokes, went balls deep and ground his cock in me while he came. I always loved the feeling of his cock pulsing as he bred my hole. The noise he was making told me he had enjoyed this good fucking as much as I had. After making sure his cock was empty, he eased out and I could feel his cum running like a river out of my stretched hole. I didn't walk right for a few hours after that railing but I didn't care.
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sub bottom here, you host me. you fuk, hood, blindfold, tweak me up(ill help) and use me, and have guys come over and take turns loading my ass up. serious reply only into black /latin men but take it from all:)
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Hi Guys, I post this to ask opinions from those guys who have gone through HIV Sero Conversion. This last two weeks i've been really ill. First off i had a real nasty chesty cough, then a sore throat. On thursday i woke up with a blinding headache, aversion to light and a still neck. On Friday, after a decent nights sleep, it had deteriotated into the same, plus, cold sweats and a huge temperature of 110F. After speaking to NHS direct (a devision of the NHS here in the UK) they opted to rush me to hospital in an ambulance. At hospital, Meningitis was ruled out, but the Doc said it was clear that i was going down with a virus. He didnt test for which virus, and just dismissed me telling me to double up my doses of Ibuprofen (for pain relief) and co-codamol (for temperature control). That evening, i was violently ill, and have continued to have the same agonising headache and light aversion ever since. Now, all this follows my dirty bareback holiday to antwerp, and the Sheffield BB gang bang i was the bottom at a week later.... I didnt know the HIV status of any of the 60 or so guys who fucked and bred my at the two events. I'm guessing that the "virus" the doc says i've got is the HIV virus - however i cant get tested for it as my PCT (primary care trust) doesnt offer the 20 min antigen test. And wil have to wait 3 months before i can get a normal test due to the window period. My question is, those of you who are openly poz on here, and who can remember your sero-conversion - did any of you have symptoms such as the ones i've described here? Any input greatly appreciated. I'm pretty confident that i'm going through my sero-conversion... just looking for a little confirmation from fellow barebackers.
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Thanks for writing; I had to jerk off after reading your note. I’d love to have a birthday celebration like that, get trashed and seeded by a bunch of poz guys. The 30-year-old poz guy I mentioned first fucked me maybe two years ago. At the time, I had no idea of his status. He picked me up at a club - I seem to recall that, before we left for my place, he made sure that I would let him fuck me bare. He was a great, rough fucker and gave me three loads up my ass. It was great - I was sore in all the right places! A few weeks later a friend of mine pointed him out at a club, and warned me to stay away from him, as he was poz and promiscuous. I didn’t say anything, but was in turmoil: excited and frightened, in equal proportions. I was tested twice after that, both times negative, so I didn’t sero-convert, at least at that time. I stayed clear off him for a year or so, but exchanged nods at one club or another. Last summer we left a club at the same time, and walked together for a while. When we passed a dark park, he started to come on to me and said he wanted to fuck me. We went to the park and I sucked him off, but would not let him have my ass. I did swallow his load though. The idea of getting fucked by him again, however, haunted me. A few weeks later I saw him again at a club. I went up to him and said I would let him fuck me if he still wanted to. As he had done before, he verified I was agreeable to barebacking. I told him I was neg, and that I usually played safe, but I’d let him do it bare cause I was so hot for him. I could see that this really turned him on. Back at my apartment, I barely tasted his dick before it was buried deep in my hole. He stayed the night, and blew four loads up my ass. He also made sure that I kept his seed inside me and let it absorb. We’ve been together maybe five times since then. He has never said anything about his HIV-status, and I never told him I knew he is positive. It seems he especially likes young guys who, in my estimation, have an innocent look. Guess I’m characterizing myself here. In any event, I have often seen him leave a club with youngish-looking guys. As far as I know, my friends are not aware I’ve been fucking with him; I certainly have not told anyone. While many of my friends will admit to fucking bare, I don’t think any of us would confess to bugchasing. We rarely discuss HIV or anything like that. I’m way over-due for being tested. One of these days, I guess. Please let me know if you fuck this guy again, or if anything else hot happens. I will keep you posted also. Take it easy.
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I am enjoying using my newly charged cock on as much raw hole as I can get my dick into. I really get off on pumping a dude's ass with my cock and filling him up with my super charged load. I use to be more of a bottom, but now I find myself being more of a top ‘cuz it's so hot to bareback a nice hot hole and fill it up with a major wad of my cum. I’ve mostly picked-up dudes online, in cruisy johns, bookstores, and more recently discovered the baths. I'm amazed at the number of men who can't seem to get my raw dick up their asses quickly enough... rarely asking any questions. In the past few weeks, I have deposited my wad in seven different dudes (three at the baths, two in a booth at a bookstore, and two I met on-line)... and yes, I took a few loads myself at the baths in between. One of the dudes I met online was waiting for me in his tight boy briefs when I got to his place. As soon as he let me in, he got down on his knees right in the living room and started sucking my cock. The dude was pretty hot, a 22 year old "college boy." He had a nice package bulging out of his Calvin's, but I had met him thru my "total top" profile, so I didn't try to change the scene... and was getting off on the thought of my jizz dripping from his freshly used fuck hole as I drove off to class soon enough. After he got me nice and boned, I followed him into his bedroom where he got on his hands and knees on his bed and took a little lube and rubbed it on his fuck hole. I pulled my cock back out of my sweats and stuck my raw dick head in his ass. I noticed the dude had a pack of condoms on his nightstand, but when I stuck my raw dick head in his ass, he just moaned, so I just started plowing his hot tight ass. Had the dude said something, I probably would have rubberized my tool for him (he was hot enough to fuck even with a rubber), but since he didn't, and as his raw hole was a way hot fuck, I didn't feel the need to say anymore about it then he was (as in nothing). As I was just looking for a quick fuck on my way to class, it wasn't long before my jizz was working its way out of my balls and into his ass. As I was getting close, he was saying, "Dude, spray it on me man!" and "shoot all over me!". As I was totally holding back my wad, I quickly shot most of my load in his ass and then pulled it out for the final drops... there wasn't much left by the time I pulled it out, but I kept stroking it as if I was still cumming so he could beat his meat off and I could get on my way. The dude shot his load all over himself and just fell back and laid there. As I was pulling my sweats up, he started getting friendly with me (asking personal questions like where I go to school, where I live, etc.) but I just tucked my dick back into my sweats and said, "Dude, I'm late for class, catch ya' next time." He looked a little hurt by my hurry to get out, but the dude should have known he was nothing but a convenient quick fuck for me based on our emails and online chat. Later, during class, I kept thinking of my power juice deep in that guy’s fuck hole and got so horny that I jerked off again when I got home a few hours later. -
I don't know what it is about guys getting seeded and pozzed, but it gives me an incredible hard-on where I just gotta fuck! Here is my story. I’ve been poz for about a few years now. I got pozzed when I was 19. I don't know the guy who did it because apparently a couple of poz guys fucked me, and who knows who’s cum actually converted me. I went out with a friend of mine, Mike, to celebrate my birthday, and boys being boys, we did a lot of drinking and not surprisingly, sex was a topic of conversation, so eventually Mike and I went to a sex club. I was so trashed that I don't really remember what happened. All I know is that I had a lot of sex that night. We both did. I got real sick a few months afterwards, and when I went for a checkup, I found out I was poz. Almost at the same time Mike also tested poz. We both freaked out and stuff. You know. Even so, life goes on, and a year or so later Mike and I were at another party and we met a group of four guys who were friends and they greeted us enthusiastically. In chatting with them I learned what happened at the sex club. It turns out the group of guys, Greg, Mike, Dan and Scott, had fucked us, and they remembered us because we were the only two Asian boys there (not an unusual occurrence at that sex club) They told me the following tale is pretty much what went down. Apparently Mike and I were pretty trashed when we arrived at the club, and it was obvious. I guess I’m a total slut when I’m drunk, because I was cruising like crazy. One of the poz guys, Greg, who is really into Asian guys, came onto me, and took me into a corner where we made out as he felt me up. His three buddies accompanied us and, along with Dave, a regular orgy ensued. I went down on my knees and began to blow Greg (I subsequently learned his cock is about seven inches and thick) and then, drawing me to my feet, he had me turn around, whereupon he ate my hole. I love only one thing more than being rimmed and that’s getting dicked, so I tend to believe I asked Greg to slip me his cock. He said I never asked about a condom, so he did me bare. His other friends knew he was poz, and told him to continue to fuck me, and not to pull out. As this was happening to me, Scott, who is negative, was fucking Mike was being fucked by Scott, who is neg. Mike and I started making out while we were getting banged. Greg shot his load in me and was promptly replaced by Joe, another poz guy, who apparently fucked me real hard - they tell me I was moaning, and not entirely in pleasure. I found out later that Joe had a nine-inch thick cock with a PA. He didn't take it off, and intentionally forced his dick into me to tear me up a little. His ring would scrape the lining of me ass and when he shot his load, it would be more likely to poz me. Dan, the fourth guy, fucked Mike after Scott was done. Apparently then there was a trade-off of sorts: Greg and Joe fucked and pozzed Mike while Dan fucked me. It’s unclear to me if Scott ever fucked me that night. So, at a minimum I was fucked by three guys, two of whom were poz, and Mike was fucked by four guys, again two of whom were poz. How lucky can a guy get? Eventually they sent us home in a cab. So that's how Mike and I got pozzed. Oh, yes, the six of us are regular fuck buddies. And of course I’ve seeded a few guys since then, mostly at bath houses and sex clubs, but I’ll tell you those tales another time. Asianboy
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Hey Guys To all of you who were playing in the back room of the Chicago Cell Block 11/6/99. I hope you had as much fun as I did. Let's try to repeat it this week. For those who weren't there it was a sexually charged night. The room was filled with hot sleazy sex (mostly dick suckin') when I got there. I have gotten a reputation for being a bareback fuck hole so it didn't take long to get my night off to a great start. As soon as a good looking dick was behind me I dropped my pants lubbed up my hole, and took a hit of poppers. I felt the guy fingering my hole and his dick soon followed. After he dumped a load it wasn't long before another cock took his place. One of the regulars that knows my hole came up to me while I was getting plowed and asked me how I like this guys cock that was hangin near me. The thing was huge. I said "fuck yeah". He said the guys was lookin to bareback a hole. As soon as the guy that was fuckin me was done creamin in me. I turned and let the huge dicked stud at my now juicy hole. After he was finished I hung around strokin' my dick waiting for the next cum donor. In addition to "other things", I was high on the energy of the night. I faded in and out through out the night. But I do remember some real hot studs plowin me. A buddy of mine who saw me in action said he counted at least 8 guys in me in the brief 30 minute period he was there. One guy dumped 3 loads in me. One right after another. After he got done with me there was a guy wrapping his arms around me and slipping his tongue down my throat. I felt something at my hole. It was his beer bottle. He brought it back to his mouth and took a swig. When I figured out what he was up to I pushed some hot cum from my hole into the bottle. He lifted the bottle back to his mouth and got a good wad of spunk in his belly. Another high point of the night was when an incredibly hot dude was pounding the hell out of me (so hard I had to grab a near by pole to keep from falling over) a hot "daddy" asked me if that cock felt good in my ass. When I replied "fuck yeah" he said "when he's finished I have a load for you too". As near as I can recall I took in the neighborhood of 12 loads up my ass and one down my throat. All in all one of the best nights I've had in long time. Thanks to all the guys that left there DNA in me. I hope we can do it again real soon (like this Sat). Let's build a mutant HIV strain in my hole. Maybe more of you hot poz barebackers will cum and join in. I've attached a PIC so you'll know this pig hole when you see it. I'm also a little more "pumped" since these pictures were taken. Till then David
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I found my way into a "neg only" party a couple of nights ago. It was great. I had to apply with a picture and state that I was neg and clean. One of the great things about being poz and young, I work out and swim and stuff, so I’m hot to trot and look great. The boys organizing the party fell for it and I was among nine or so attendees. Damn, my cock was so fucking hard and horny when I got there. I was a "first-timer" with this group. I don't think I knew a single face there in the beginning, but by the time I left, I knew just about every ass. Billing myself as a versatile top, there were about four versatile tops, two strict tops, and four bottoms. I started the night off with a nice bottom named Troy, 28, blond and blue, transplanted from Pennsylvania. Just the way I like them. He was very sweet and very horny. We were sitting on the couch and making out. Then he stood-up, turned around, and stuck his ass in my face, so of course, I ate-out his hole for a while. When it was nice and slobbery he climbed over my lap and teased my drooling cock with his hole as we traded dirty talk back and forth. I suggested he sit on my cock and fuck himself silly, which he promptly did. I was impressed how easily my cock slid in his hole. Guess he’d had some experience. In any event, we fucked for a while. Eventually, I had him on his back and pounded away until I delivered a nice creamy load inside his sweet ass. I keep my dick in him for a while, kissing him some more. While I was in this position, one of the strict tops, Mike, an 30-something Italian guy from Brooklyn, came up behind me and slammed his dick in me. I bucked hard against Troy and yelped into his mouth. Mike fucked me hard and fast, and got my dick up in a hurry. Pulling out, Mike had Troy reposition himself doggy-style on the couch and promptly Mike stuck his juicy, veiny cock into Troy's sloppy ass. Mike's dick is a bit bigger than mine, about 8 1/2” to my 7”, so Troy was feeling it. Mike kept me on the couch and switched between my poz ass and Troy’s (presumably) neg ass. Mike finished in Troy’s ass and planted another load in there. We rested (and cleaned-up) a bit, and after some chit chat, we split to find some new partners. I met up with another Asian guy there, David, a 23 year old Korean-American, and had an all out Asian party in the middle of the living room floor. Soon we were switching off on each other, my cock fucking his ass more often than his fucking mine. Two other guys joined us (a Latin guy with a huge cock, and a very cute redhead). Eventually, we ended up with kneeling me on the floor doggie-fucking Davie while he in turn sucked and slobbered on the redhead’s dick, and while Javier (we called him jay) went around back and stuck his huge dick in me. I was in heaven. We fucked like that for a while until Kevin (the host) came over and brought some poppers. Kevin gave everyone a sniff and we were all soaring and poking each other. Someone mentioned double-dicking, and Jay pulled out (leaving me aching and empty) and tried to slide in next to me in David’s ass. I gotta say, the mechanics of double-dicking are challenging. David was a bit nervous, but the redhead helped Jay and David connect while David sat on my cock. Kevin made David sniff some more and soon, although I felt David tense and buck a bit, Jay was sliding his huge cock next to mine. My dick was nice and raw and sending sensations all over my body. You see, Jay was by far the most active fucker, so his cock was, essentially, massaging both my cock and David’s hole. We fucked for maybe the better part of ten minutes before felt that wonderful contraction, and I blasted my second poz wad into yet another neg ass, coating Jay’s cock in the process. I disengaged myself from David and Jay, and watched Jay seriously pound David’s ass. I guess the redhead wanted to experience a double-dicking, so he positioned himself on the floor so David and Jay could include him in the fun. David started moaning again and his eyes seemed to glaze-over as the two dicks fucked him. I watched them finish-up with Jay shooting first and then the redhead. Aside from the sheer challenge of taking two dicks up my ass, I was envious of David. All that beautiful cum coating the inside of his ass. I rested for almost two hours after that, slowly pumping my cock as I watched all these boys going at it. Finally recharged, I set out to get breed one more guy. I’d been eyeing this guy who was there, and finally connected with him. Turns out his name was Joey. He was a somewhat little guy, lean, lightly hairy body, nice and tight with short brown hair and brown eyes, a solid looking uncut cock and low-hanging balls. He also had the cutest, smallest ass in the room. I took him to a corner and turned him over, no small talk, and started eating him out. I had him moaning and gasping as I dug out a few loads already deposited in there. I wanted his ass spic and span for my load. When I only tasted his ass on my tongue, I stepped up and slid in. Damn he was slick and tight. I rough fucked him, making him moan for more. It was too good and my balls were already on-edge, nevertheless we managed to fuck for about fifteen minutes. I’d pull out every now and then to eat his hole and see his puffy asslips wink at me. Sweet! Inevitably my orgasm was hard, fast and painfully into his sweet ass! To say the least, my balls were empty. I stayed inside his hole as I jerked him off from behind, feeding him his own load. What a great group of guys. There's talk about another party soon. Meantime, I’ve kept in touch with almost everyone there. We'll see what happens now. Asianboy.
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When it rains it pours. I was very surprised this past Saturday. I met a client in mid-afternoon at a coffee shop in downtown Philadelphia, and, having a couple of uncommitted hours, I dropped into the nearest bath house. I usually really like to visit the steam room, and (for once) the mechanism was working correctly and the steam room was very nice. Within a minute or two a hairy bearded (uncut cock, average length and width) German guy walked in (about 45 years old, I suppose, about 5'8") and almost immediately presented himself for oral pleasure. He was nice. Didn't come, but that's okay. He seemed to want to fuck, but it didn't happen. No sooner had the German left than a much younger guy (30 year old, 6' 7", smooth, piercings in his cheeks and tits, bleached hair, thick cock) came in and he likewise wanted to play. Of course our height difference made matters challenging (I'm 5' 5"). We kissed as I played with his I sucked him and stroked his body. He wanted an introductory blow job, followed by the opportunity to fuck me, so he was playing with my ass, and at various points rimmed me with great enthusiasm. He stated he really liked stocky guys, and I was perfect for him. How rare his type is! Most guys are not interested in stocky men. In any event, the heat was getting to both of us, so we left the steam room, he took a shower and I wandered around, assuming we'd meet-up again. About an hour later a really attractive guy (about 35 years old, black goatee, hairy chest) gave me 'the look' and invited me into his room. He was also very interested in my build, excitedly exclaiming on the dimensions of my arms, shoulders and legs, not to mention the length and girth of my cock, which isn't huge, but it is disproportionately large for my height (about 6" long, and fairly thick). Once there he began to finger-fuck me, and I impressed by his skill in getting my hole to open-up. Then he bade me to get on lay on my back in which I braced my legs against the walls of the insanely narrow room. (On second thought one wonders if the rooms aren't exceeding narrow to accommodate just such anchoring, so to speak!). He began an energetic rimming session in which he slobbered generously on my hole, only too soon followed by rubbing his hard cockhead on my hole, clearly looking for permission to penetrate me. I was so ready I couldn't believe it. I nodded and said "I want your load, Buddy" hoping he'd take my drift. He did, pressing his cock into my hole, adding spit as needed. I was in heaven. It had been more than a year since I was fucked, and here I was being fucked by an expert. He began the usual hip gyrations and I suspect he was drooling pre-cum as the going got easy quite quickly. He was apparently near the edge and within about two minutes he tensed-up and groaned in a loud, heart-felt expression "I'm coming, man!" And so it was. Beautiful. An excellent fuck. Departing from him, I was close to leaving when I reconnected with the 30 year old with the piercings. Back in his room we played a bit more. Although he said he was exclusively a top, his cock got hardest with a combination of sucking him and finger fucking him. Although he never really got hard, however, he did eventually come. His load was delicious. . So, in the course of about two and a half hours I played with three guys, and all three were very appealing. It was an unusually successful visit. That was my weekend!
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Thought I'd share a couple of adventures as of late. Both happened at the Club Body Center on Chancellor Street in Philadelphia. Both occurred as I was ready to leave after I thought I'd exhausted all the good options in place. The first one was with a hot older guy - said he was 50 but looked 30, hot tight body, some chest hair, shaved head, goatee, nipple piercings and great 8" cock. He was sitting alone in a common room up on the fourth floor, watching the porn flick. All the guys were just staring at him, afraid to approach. I figured I had nothing to lose and hoped that, upon latching onto my cock, he'd want it as much as I wanted him. I was right! After a good twenty minutes just petting each other in front of all the lusting men, we decided to move to more private quarters in his room on the third floor. We moved down stairs and proceeded immediately to fuck. I topped, he bottomed. He had a great ass. It opened-up readily, but never lost it’s grip. In addition, his ass and hole were beautiful to boot: solid, somewhat hairy cheeks, and perfect asslips that begged to be rimmed, tongued, finger-fucked and penetrated by an appreciative man. I fuckin’ rode him for some fifteen minutes just rocking him back and forth, and playing with his shaved head, nipples and of course, his heavy, veiny cock which was steadily oozing pre-cum. Neither of us came which was surprising, at least for me. Then again I had played with several guys that night and shot my load earlier when some guy was blowing me. We took a break and he started playing with my ass. He saw how tight I was and asked if I wanted to bottom. Fuck yeah! I love flip fucking, and not that many guys are into it. Before I knew it, he was in me. Fuck, a nice hard cock in my tight ass just gets me going. He opened my hole up wide fucking me in every position possible. He asked where I wanted him to cum, and I said for him to hold on, that I wasn't sure if I wanted to take his load in my ass. He replied he had already cum once inside me and was ready to shoot again. This made-up my mind, and I gave the go-ahead and he shot his load up my hole. With this I was determined to give him my load, so I disengaged, got him on his back, ate his hole for a few minutes, and slid in on a blanket of spit. My balls were right on the edge, and I quickly gave him my load. Sweet! After a few minutes, we were both rock hard again. He offered again to fuck me but I decide to blow his big cock instead this time! Hot seeing how much cum he had left in his balls. Besides, his cock was so physically beautiful I wanted to play with it orally and manually. It didn’t take too long before he blew a thick, salty, delicious load in my mouth. Guess never underestimate age! We've spoken on the phone since and plan to connect soon. The other was another a last minute encounter as I was making my last round with the view to splitting and getting some dinner. He was a hot blonde bodybuilder who immediately grabbed me and pulled me into an empty room that was awaiting the clean-up guy. Well, who am I to say no to a hot guy? We started to play and he had a great big cock. Again about 8" and thick! Maybe too thick for comfort, so I made the move to fuck him, and he was accommodating. Fortunately, while he said he didn't often bottom, he took my cock without difficulty. It was excellent. Made me so hot - he was on his back, I kneeling behind him - his legs on my shoulders, me staring down at his perfect, smooth pecs, washboard abs. He was so beautiful, so masculine, I was lost in the moment and came twice in his ass in rapid succession. Didn’t pull out once! That seldom happens for me, so it was a real treat. Definitely plan to meet him again so we can switch positions! That's all for now! Hope you share your stories soon.
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22 Sub Btm Cub.. I dont care about my own pleasure or getting off. I was born to be fucked. Im want greedy top(s) who will fuck me without mercy and for his own pleasure... Love to drink from that tap of a nasty cock... Would love a Tops who could fist me hole for the first time. Just put me in a sling, party me up, and have your way with me. Bring Buddys, take Pics, make a video. I dont care... I just know that im a neg boy who neeeds some poz cum....Will beg for it if i have to...
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Visiting SF from 29 Jul - 4 Aug and looking to take as many loads as possible. willing to be pimped out and take loads from all cummers. Also, looking to visit some of the infamous, SF breeding grounds. I'll be staying at Becks Lodge. Stats: black, 5'10", 175, 33w, 30 y/o, very much into anon action and video recording. a4a: rawplay4now bbrt: gooddudeblk yim: badd_brutha25 aol: bluesuitbrutha -
Insatiable bottom cumpig looking for pigs and bears to breed my ass, fuck my throat, and spray their loads all over me, on me or in me. All cocks welcome, pluses for dirty talkers, beards, tattoos, longhair, dreadlocks, heavy cummers, big dicks, PnP, 420. Age, race, looks not nearly as important as having a horny cock full of sperm that needs to unload. Will take your load anywhere on or in me. Love making pics and vids of me being used as a cumdump. Available to host only, 24/7 at my place in South Tampa, near South Gandy and Dale Mabry area. I'm 48, GWM, long brown hair, bearded, inked, 6ft., 230, stocky, 7.5" cut, always horny and looking. Love sucking cock, eating cum, taking loads sprayed all over my face and hair, loads up my ass.
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I have a buddy who I've known and been having intermittant sex with for about 4 years. I know him and his situation as he knows mine. We're both safe. We fuck each other bareback but neither of us has ever taken the others load, until last night. I was home alone and decided to check my mail. When I logged on I saw him on my messenger service. On a chance, I hit the shower and got cleaned up in case he was available. I sent him a message and sat and waited, with my cock about to burst in anticipation. He must have been busy because it was about 15 minutes later I got his response. He said he was home and horny. I had given him a blowjob once outside on his deck which I thought was really hot and asked if he'd like a repeat. I'll be waiting outside was his reply. I quickly typed another line, "you can always let me work you up to cumming with my mouth, spin me around, shove it in and give your load where I want it the most. There was no reply so I figured he'd already walked away from his computer. I was almost out of the door when I stopped and ran back to the bedroom. I dropped my pants, squirted some lube on a few fingers and rubbed it around my hole, just in case I got lucky and he had read that last line. 5 minutes later I walked through his gate and he was already sitting on a bench in the dark with no pants on. My night was getting suddenly better. I knelt and started sucking and working on his cock which tasted great as always. We both knew this had to be a quickie so I was working him over with my mouth and hand pretty diligently. I was moaning on his cock which he likes and doing everything I could to make him fill my mouth up. After a few minutes I could tell it was working and he was getting close. I kept up the pace, needing what he was about to give me. He put his hands on my head, which always before meant he was about to cum, except this time he held my head and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I was disappointed for a second until I realized, maybe he had read that last message I sent him. He moved behind me and I bent over the bench he had been sitting on. He rubbed his cock around on my hole for a second and as soon the head found my hole, he shoved it all in pretty quick. And when I say all, he's got a good 7 and half incher that hits bottom in me. As soon as he was in and I grunted pretty loud, he pulled out and started fucking me. He was keeping up the same pace in my ass I had been on keeping while sucking. His dick felt great sawing in me but the anticipation of what might be about to happen made it even better. Sure enough, he fucked me fast and hard for a just a minute and went deep in me and held still. I could feel his shaft twitching in me as he gave me his first bareback load. I almost came without anyone touching my cock from the sensation. After the jerking sensation in my hole stopped, he pulled out and stepped back. We both pulled on our underwear and shorts. I thanked him for a great time and left. I kept my but clenched tight on the ride home but I could still feel a drop of his load escape a few times. When I got home to change there was a huge wet spot in my underwear that had soaked through to make a small spot on my shorts. He had cum huge in me. I jacked off twice later that night with some of his load still in me.
