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I am taking a break from the baths in a while...too addicted. So I went for my final appearance at BZ last night. I stayed 8pm to 8am. It's a dive but there is a lot of good dick there and men who are there just to fuck. Not a lot of clicks, etc. Anyway, my count was an estimate 18 times getting fucked from 15 guys and 12 total loads. I stayed all the way til 8am because after 6, all the late night black guys are looking for their last breed before they leave. I had 4 black guys in the last hour, including the hottest of the night. Anyway, 11 of the 15 guys were black guys, at least half were in their 20's. I got a great body and ass. Unfortunately I just deleted yesterday. Anyway, guys were enjoying using cum as lube and fucking it out of my hole and watch it froth on their dick. I'm going to miss it, but too many STI's outside of being Undetectable. Got to take care of me and focus on some other goals and then back to being a cum dump possibly in 2019. I left unfufilled. I could have taken another 20+ raw dicks and loads.
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I love me a steam room. No, really, I just love to steam, never mind the shenanigans that also go on there. Until this last weekend when I learned about the existence of a bathhouse an hour's drive from where I live, I thought the nearest bathhouses were three hours away, which is why I seldom indulged in them - and why it took me three hours to get to this one, The Works in Indianapolis. I've also been to Club Indianapolis, which is very much the same in terms of facilities, except that Club Indy also has a jacuzzi. But jacuzzi or no, I liked the vibe at the Works. I went for the steam, but I'll be honest, I wouldn't have gone if I hadn't also fully planned to make myself a bathhouse whore for a couple of days. I booked myself a hotel room, made sure I had all my necessary gear, lube and the cash to get in, and settled in for a long winter's fucking. I arrived about 9:00pm on Friday evening, set up a CL ad and a BBRTS QuickConnect ad and stayed until 4:00am. On Saturday, I went back at noon and stayed until midnight. Over the course of 19 total hours spent there, I scored seven loads in my ass and four swallowed, and I was fucked between four and six times by men who didn't cum because they didn't want to spend themselves too quickly. I won't try to give a moment-by-moment account, but here are a few high points: If you had walked by the open door to my room, this is what you would have seen - me whoring my ass to any anon Top who wanted it. Not the best picture, but on the left side you can get a glimpse of the yellow note I left on the bed which read, "Bare Preferred - Please Feel Free To Cum Inside ". You can also see a hint between my legs of the steel cock & ball cage I wore so everyone could see what I was there for. It really seemed to help. What you can't see in the picture is the silver steel collar I'm wearing. My ads all said I could be identified by my silver collar. I figure the more I can do to cut down on the negotiation and make it clear that I'm an available target, the better. Friday night ended up being fairly slow, and I took my first two loads in my mouth. I had a couple of nibbles from CL and Grindr replies, but nothing panned out. (The Grinder reply was a 19-year-old with an avatar that showed the sidewalk. He said, 'Send me dick and ass pics.' I answered, 'Says the guy with pavement for an avatar. Dude, I'm at the bathhouse, and my holes are in demand. If you want some of this, come on in, otherwise, peace.' He had the gall to reply, 'Let me see a pic of that ass.' I left the little douche hanging.) In the end, my sole fuck load for that night came from one of the staff who had gotten off work and tagged me. I guess working there must have perks. Things picked up on Saturday. My first fucking was in the steam room, which was... well, hot. Then a man tried to mount me in the dry sauna, but he was too soft. Another guy wanted my mouth there, and filled it. After that I went up to the room and put myself in the shop window. It didn't take long at all. A couple of times I felt hands check out my ass, open my cheeks, and check my hole, just for the heck of it, and not take full advantage, but two anon loads stacked up in pretty short order. Then a Dom Top came in and not only knew what he wanted, but took it. It was refreshing to be commanded and controlled in such an experienced way - almost like my old master did. After his first fucking he told me he'd be back. Another man came in and told me to get up on the bed on my hands and knees and rough-fucked me until I couldn't help the volume of sounds I was making, and he didn't try to stop me. I was trembling when he finished, and he said, "When I recover, I'll be back to tap that again." I took a break to the steam room and sauna, and then went to the room where they have a sling. I positioned myself in the sling, and almost immediately and older, stocky gentleman came in and lined himself up to use me, but his cock had a distinct kink in it close to the base, and he wasn't able to enter me. I escorted him back to my room and tried different positions to help him get inside me, but it was very difficult, so we just settled for oral and he filled me up that way. I was glad I could help him get some relief. Not long after he left the Dom Top returned and this time he took his time with me, this time flipping me onto my back and making me hold my legs up and out. He told me he wanted me to look straight at the ceiling while he fucked me, which I did. After he bred me, he spent a while finger-fucking me until I was nearly insane with the intensity of his digits running across my prostate. Finally he told me that he was leaving, but that I was to maintain that position with my ass up, legs held open and hole exposed toward the door for several minutes to see if anyone would be drawn in by it. No one actually used me that way, but I was sharply aware of several men pausing at the doorway and staring in at my vulnerability. About half an hour later, the rough-fucker reappeared to "tap that again" and, if it were possible, he was even rougher, and came harder. When he was done he slapped me on my bare ass so hard it could be heard halfway across the floor. "Great ass!" he said, and left. I never saw him. It quieted down as the evening drew on, and I was getting tired, so I decided to take one more steam bath and call it a weekend. I took off my cock cage and went downstairs. But in the steam room an asian gentleman got up as soon as he saw me and began (or course) playing with my cock, which (dammit) got hard. "You have room?" he asked, in broken English. I led him upstairs, and he proceeded to full-on sexual intercourse for over half an hour. I don't think there was a square millimeter of my body he didn't touch, including the deep kissing. It wasn't until after he had very thoroughly bred me and taken his leave that I suddenly realized that I had never, to my knowledge, been bred by an asian man before. I also had a blast just having a conversation with a hot young guy with his ass hanging out of a pair of panty hose. Gotta love a bathhouse. Best of all, in less than a month, the same bathhouse is hosting CumUnion in Indianapolis! I've already got a hotel reservation.
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This is 100% true, having occurred two week ago. I hadn't been with a man for some five months. Oh, my sense of self control had slipped-up a few times both at the local bathhouse and at a party called 'CumUnion' in Ft. Lauderdale, but those occasions were pretty far in the rear view mirror, at least from my perspective. Since those occasions my doctor had run the tests for all manner of things, and had given me a clean bill of health. Family life had made slipping away to meet guys substantially more difficult, and despite some effort on my part, I had yet to be truly successful making everything work. This past Tuesday I found I had the entire day free, and was in just the right mood for cock, so I logged onto A4A, BBRT, Squirt, posted a couple of advertisements on Craigslist, and reached out to every guy I found vaguely looking, but as of mid afternoon I had a whole lot of nothing, when I connected with a guy who had advertised a seven and a half inch cock, which unfortunately turned out to be scarcely six inches, and which blew a load in my mouth scarcely 30 seconds after I had swallowed it. Orlando has a million bottoms to every top it seems, and as it got late I became pretty frustrated with my lack of progress. Although I had good reason to doubt my self control, I decided to go to Club Orlando. I was determined to get some cock inside my ass. I told myself the same things I always did, that I would always carry a couple of condoms, that I would insist the tops use them, that I would have ample time to get fucked, so I shouldn't feel the necessity of giving in to a top, however attractive, if the top refused to fuck with a condom. I had a mission, to get in and have safe fun, or to get out if I felt I was slipping. I got there about 8:30 PM, got a locker, and because my poppers were rather old, picked-up a new bottle. I was surprised to learn from the clerk the Club was out of magnum condoms, but they had plenty of regular ones. After I had stripped out of my street clothes, I entered the main Club and went to my favorite spot, the dark room in the maze where I went to the rear corner. The club was busy, not like super packed but there were guys walking through every room. The room was packed, with no fewer than five men bent over and maybe twice that standing around. I took off my towel and made my way in. I reached out to any cock that came by, but it seemed nobody was interested. I pushed up against the one vacant part of the fuck bench, and the second I did hands sought-out my ass and fingers explored my hole. Guys got behind me to fuck me and the moment I held back the condom they walked away. Three times this happened before I got super frustrated and went to the steam room to relax. The steam room has tiered seating area, and a separate little closed off area. I went to the more secluded section, which was empty, and relaxed. Before long I was joined by an older man who stood in front of me and started stroking his cock. The space was small, and I easily leaned in and started sucking him. He grew quickly to a solid seven inches. I grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling his cock into my mouth. Just then I felt him take the condom out of my hand. I leaned back, took a big hit of the new poppers and spun myself around while he put the condom on. His cock probed my hole. I was very glad I had pre-lubed myself. I was so horny I couldn't wait and back onto his cock as quickly as he pushed in. I was so turned on and sexually frustrated that his cock bottomed out without so much as a hint of pain. He fucked me with slow strokes, and it was barely a minute before he started shuddering and came in the condom. I noticed we had a watcher, who got behind me ready to fuck me bare before I handed him my other condom. He put it on without complaint and started fucking me quickly. This new cock was much smaller than the first guy, and in truth I wasn't really enjoying the experience, but thankfully he came just as fast and they were both suddenly gone. I was in a state of pure lust, having finally indulged but considering the two encounters I had just experienced, felt as if I was being teased. En route to the dark room for another try, I stepped into the lobby to pickup a couple of condoms, and then stepped back into the maze. Remembering the Club had upgraded the second darkroom, I decided to give it a try. Taking a huge sniff of poppers, I entering the room, making my way to the back where five or six men were gathered. The men were, for the most part, in their late 50s or 60s, but they were clustered about a young twink who was on his knees as he sucked every cock that came near his face. I saw opportunity, and dropped to my knees nearby, sure enough two of them immediately came over. Neither was over six inches at full mast, but they both stayed hard while I alternated between the two cocks. One guy came on my face, and immediately left, only to be immediately replaced by a black man with a fairly large cock, who literally walked up out of the dark and slapped me in the face with his dick. Seeing at least eight inches of uncut black cock I tried to stuff every inch down my throat, and the other man I was blowing moved to play with my ass. I stood up, quickly slid a condom on the uncut cock, and bent over to resume sucking it, which gave the other man access to my ass. With a big hit of poppers I impaled my throat on the black cock in front of me, and gagged only when I reached the base. Once I was sure the cock in my throat was as hard as it was gonna get, I tried to get a condom on the cock that was interested in my ass, but before I made any headway, the other guy audibly came, and immediately walked out of the room. With some difficulty I turned around to see what was going on, just as the black cock slid into my crack, which I then realized, was covered with the warm goo of the guy who had just blown his load. The black cock, meanwhile, worked that goo into my ass before I could really act on this information, stretching my ass wide open, which stung. I took huge hits of the poppers while this black stranger pounded me. In order to maintain my balance I had to hang onto the safety bars management had thoughtfully installed on the walls. Now, I must admit I am not in the best shape, and his relentless fucking was wearing me out, I was panting, and the hits of poppers I continually took had me spinning. I felt him pull his dick out, and turned back. The guy who had been fucking me turned to a nearby man nearby saying "Dude, you've gotta try this ass." I really couldn't get a clear image of the new guy as the sweat in my eyes and general darkness prevented me from focusing, but I definitely could tell when the guy slid his cock into my ass. His cock wasn't quite as big as that of the preceding guy, but still it filled my hole. He was so energetic I could scarcely keep on my feet as he fucked my ass, and naturally I didn't even consider offering resistance. In any event after a few minutes he pulled out and shot all over my back, whereupon the previous top rubbed the cum off my back onto his condom covered cock and started fucking me. After maybe a minute or so he came in the condom and walked off. I grabbed my towel and stepped out of the dark room, my pulse racing, and generally feeling so turned on my cock felt like it would burst. Still, the sensation of the warm wetness coating and dribbling out of my hole left me pissed that I had engaged in unsafe sex. I was about two feet out the door when a hand grabbed my cock, and an older man, maybe 70, who was standing by the glory hole booths, pulled me to him. I was mad at myself and frustrated, and made the snap decision head would make me feel better, so when he got on his knees and swallowed my cock I wasn't going to stop him. I am not hung particularly well, so he easily deep throated me, and augmented my pleasure by slipping his fingers into my ass. I took a huge hit of poppers and leaned into it, in the process allowing my stresses to dissipate. Another man of a similar age approached, and I got the impression the two men knew each other. In any event the newcomer started playing with my nipples and rubbing my balls as his partner sucked me. The whole scene was really hot, and I got super into their hands all over me. The newcomer stepped behind me, his decently sized cock (but still soft) cock rubbing against my crack. I reached back to tug on it while he explored my body. The sucker got on his feet, and turned to line his hole up with my cock. I was so turned on I didn't hesitate, but slid my entire cock into his warm wet hole, which was clearly pre-loaded, presumably with cum. I didn't even move, allowing the two men to take command of the session. The two pressed against me. My cock was warm and happy, and increasingly I felt a hard cock prodding my ass. The man against my back had apparently now hard, so I wasn't terribly surprised or unhappy when I felt his cock slide into my hole. The new cock, which I hadn't actually seen, was quite large, which effectively resulted in my fucking the other man with some energy. The top in my ass required only about 30 seconds to cum, and he made a fair amount of noise. He pulled out, grabbed my head back by my hair and ordered me to throat him. I pulled out of the ass I was in, turned around, cleaning his wet, cummy cock. I felt his partner turn behind me and grab my cheeks, followed by a massive pressure on my wet leaking hole. I reached back and felt a raw cock, maybe six and a half inches long, but as thick as a beer can, working its way into my hole. Someone presented me with poppers, so I took a deep hit, which allowed both cocks to slip into me, one in my ass, one in my mouth. I gagged on the slowly softening cock in my throat as the thick cock behind me pulsed painfully in my ass, filling me with cum. He withdrew his cock, and cum spilled out of my hole onto my legs. The man who had just filled me pressed me and his partner closer to the wall and began licking my cum dribbling hole. The cock in my mouth was rock hard again, I was impressed at the stamina exhibited by a man of his age. I had not been this turned on in years, and melted between the two. I occasionally stole glances around and noticed quite a few men, again almost entirely 60 and up, nearby. One of them stepped behind me, and the man eating me guided his raw cock into my ass. I gagged and slurped on the big cock in my mouth as man after man was guided into my hole, and came deep inside of me. The first few were fast, guys with smaller cocks that came after a few pumps. After that run of men an obese Hispanic man, easily over 350 pounds, got behind me and started working what felt like a baseball bat up my asshole. I noticed the guy who had been eating me was sucking cock while this massive dick opened me. And he had the top back off while he spit the load he just sucked directly into my open hole. That next thrust was merciless, as the man behind me sunk one of the largest cocks of my entire life into me to the hilt. I will finish this when I can. It was a really long night, and I made some notes, so I could remember the details.
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CHAPTER 1... Introduction to our life My husband and I have been married for 2 years, have been together for 6 years and have a fantastic life; David is a pilot for a national airline, I'm a partner in one of the largest legal firms in the country. We have a loft apartment in the city centre and we have a beach house property in Spain which we use on a regular basis. David is 12 yrs younger than I am, I'm 39 yrs old, David is very fit, a total btm and a big flirt whereas I am a Chub bear, vers and quiet most of the time. We say opposites attract and in our case it's true and we were very lucky to find each other. I met David at his own 21st birthday party 6 years ago, it was on in the same hotel as a client function I was attending and we met at the bar. The rest as they say is history because that very same night we spent in my hotel room where I got to breed this stunning 21yr old repeatedly and one of his then best friends partied with us. David has a real turn on for chubs and I have a thing for hot young men so situation was perfect. 6 years later, he's finished his training, qualified and is an officer flying from Dublin to Europe several times a week while my career and my practice goes from strength to strength. When we married we agreed to an open relationship, one built on trust and only would ever have sex with other men on the following conditions 1) Never without the other knowing first 2) Never with colleagues or friends i.e. always with strangers 3) Only hook up online and 4) Never bring another man into our bed. I was standing in the kitchen of our loft having only flown in from the USA overnight and was brewing coffee while I listened to David moaning in pleasure in the spare bedroom. He was clearly enjoying the cock he was taking, from the pictures he sent me last night it was living up to expectations. David had been out his family for a meal the night before thenwent for a drink afterwards himself and naturally had his hook up app active while sitting at the bar when this bear in his 30's got chatting to him online. While all this was happening he had been texting and emailing me updates on where the conversation was heading and what kind of responses he was getting from the bear, I didn't need to know his name or ever want too, David was comfortable with him so I told him I'd be home around 6am and enjoy his night. The bear came to meet David for a drink in the bar, one drink led to two which led to four and that led to a taxi home to ours; While I walked around the loft I could see evidence of the night before... Davids jacket and a strangers coat carelessly thrown on the coat rack inside the door, Davids size 10s and a strangers shoes next to and under the sofa, the sofa cushions thrown around and two of them on the floor followed by Davids sweater and T-Shirt on the living room table, a strangers shirt on the floor next to the table, Davids jeans in the hallway leading to the bedroom, socks that I didn't recognise on the hallway floor and the classic (something David and I always did to each other) a jockstrap hanging outside the bedroom off the door handle. I smiled and came back to reality as I heard the loud roar of a man blowing his load, assuming it was up my husband, and heavy breathing followed by some laughing and men talking. I went back up the hall and off into my study, we never interrupted each other if the situation arose where we were both home and one of us had a fuck around. I closed the door of my study and sat on the couch, I picked up a remote control on the coffee table and pressed it, the large cabinet in the wall slid back to reveal a 55" TV screen, I undid my shirt, unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants and boxers and turned on the screen... to watch a recording of David and his bear...
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Visiting DC from Boston and decided to take the opportunity to go to a bathhouse for the first time last night. I was at Crew Club from 12:30 to about 4am. Had a fun time. Wonder if I saw any of you there...?
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This is my first story on here so please be kind! I am a slender white guy who lives out in Phoenix, Arizona. I’m 23 years old and hooked on the local baths and adult theaters. A few months back I did my normal prep work to go to the local baths, and deciced to visit the bathhouse named Flex. It’s near downtown so most of the time, even at odd hours, there are plenty of guys in attendance. I paid the entrance fee to the clerk, and was buzzed into the locker area at which point the teller handed me a towel and locker keys and casually wished me a good time. Stripping naked, I couldn't help but notice a couple of Latino bears who were staring at my smooth slender body as if I was a piece of meat. My poppers in hand and a cute heart choker around my neck, I set forth to walk the hallways. My first stop was the dark maze where I felt my way to a bench. Taking a seat, I didn't have to for very long before to wait before one of the Latinos bears appeared, having followed me from the locker room. He stepped in front of me, dropped his towel, and dangled his impressively thick cock in front of my face. I didn't have a chance to reach for it before his hands were on my head, as he fed me his huge brown cock, fucking my face for a good minute before he allowed me to come up for air. I took the occasion not only to catch my breath, but also to take a big hit of poppers. Then he again forced my head on his cock. It went on for some time, and I impressed myself as I didn't gag once. I did, however, begin jacking myself, even as I enjoyed the sensation of his cock sliding in my mouth. After five more minutes of pumping into my mouth he grunted “Fuck, I’m cumming.” I slid off of his cock and sat there, awaiting his load. Indeed his cock exploded, absolutely covering my face and neck in his warm cum. The last few spurts of his cum ended up in my mouth and I was in heaven as I tasted the salty cum drip out of him and rest on my tongue, even as his cock still twitched in excitement. Eventually he withdrew from my mouth, slapping my cheek with his cock twice before walking away. Eagerly swallowing the jizz in my mouth, I was pleased with the encounter as a good start, but was definitely ready for the main course. Getting up I leave out of the darkroom and head to the showers. My face still wet with so much cum that some of it was oozing down my chest. The shower was empty, so I took a quick rinse, not before, however, scooping another finger full of the cum off my body and licking my finger clean. Then I headed for the general play room which has elevated glory holes feeding around the central space, which itself is lined with padded benches. In the center of the central space is a public stage. At that moment, aside from myself, there were only two men present, a somewhat older man who was blowing a middle aged ginger guy. I bent over over the center stage, placing one of the several condoms I took from the free dispenser on top of my ass and waited. Before long a younger looking black bull entered the room, standing behind me. I heard him rip the condom open so I took the lube I had brought, rubbing a hefty dollop into my tight hole. Immediately the head of what felt like a MASSIVE cock started to prod my hole. I reach around and feel his shaft up and down, happy I felt the condom. As I took another big hit of poppers, his cock inched its way into my ass. I felt so full and good eventually he was all the way into me and started pumping. A crowd of about seven men had gathered. Several were either groping me, or jerking themselves as each awaited his turn on my ass. I couldn't say I didn't enjoy being the center of attention. The ginger guy I had seen earlier now walked up to my side and offered his cock, so I swallowed it to the root, happy for both the ginger guy's cock and the sensation of the black bull's huge, full ball sack smacking into mine. The black bull, meanwhile, reached his limit as he slid out of my ass, yanked off the condom, stroking himself to completion. Rope after rope of warm cum landed all over my back. Looking back I'm still amazed by the amount he blew. In any event, he was apparently quite satisfied as he slapped my ass a few times, then slapped it with his cock, which was still at full erection, and then left, leaving me to finish off the ginger cock. However, before he blew, a new guy stepped behind my ass, and this new cock abruptly slid into my ass, even before I thought to check for a condom. Turning, I was about to insist on the use of a condom, but the sight of the top gave me pause: he was a handsome looking grey fox, and sure enough, he was trying to fuck me raw, but I held my position and handed him a condom. Which he promptly tossed away. “Condom or nothing," I plainly insisted, handing another condom to him. He gave me a vexed look, but unwrapped the condom, slid it onto his cock, and re-positioned himself to re-enter my ass. Returning to the ginger guy's cock, I went back to servicing him as the grey fox started to slid back into my ass. As a precaution, however, I reached back and verified he was wearing the condom, which I think, covered about half of his seven inch cock. I was satisfied. He fucked me very slowly, perhaps even awkwardly as he attempted to move his cock in a circle pattern, constantly sliding in slowly, then withdrawing, but somehow still trying to move in a circle. To be honest, however, I wasn't focused on the grey fox, but on the ginger guy, because just about then he began pumping deliciously warm warm cum into my mouth. I was still swallowing the last his load when another man, a very hung and hairy Latino fed me his his very thick cock. I was aware the grey fox had changed his fuck pattern, now completely withdrawing from my ass and then plunging back in, but I was trying to focus on the Latino's cock, which was an absolute beauty. However I was more aware when the grey fox changed his plan again, pounding my ass like the proverbial jack rabbit, hitting my prostate with each deep thrust. The pre-cum was oozing from my cock in abundance. I was one happy bottom. As I took another hit of poppers, the grey fox took my crotch in his arms and fucked my slutty ass with amazing energy, his torso arching above me as he grunted and moaned in a deep, very satisfying, sexy voice. I didn’t want it to end but eventually he buried himself to the hilt and I felt his cock twitch deep inside me. But I also had a pang of alarm as I sensed a warm glow spreading in my belly. The grey fox, meanwhile, abruptly withdrew and hurriedly left the room. I didn’t have time to do much though since the Latino I was sucking decided it was his turn at my hole. He donned the condom I presented without hesitation, and gave me a very satisfactory fuck, although all the while he was pounding away I found myself thinking I was surprised my ass could handle yet another cock, especially as he wasn't using any lube. The same thought came to mind with the two successive guys who had a go at my ass. After this little gang bang I took a shower, and as I stood in the shower I felt my ass leaking. Sure enough - it was cum. I surmised the grey fox had engaged in all those 'weird moves' to discreetly remove the condom from his cock, and when he was eventually successful in doing so, he quickly bred me without holding back, leaving my ass containing a ridiculous amount of his seed that continued to ooze out of my hole for the rest of the night. I didn’t have to wonder too long about the condom because that came out of me as well the next day. I was in total fear for about a month, visiting the health clinic to be tested several times. As it turned out, I was lucky this time. I've been a lot more careful since, but I still look back at the moment and realize how incredibly hot it was to be used and bred like a bitch, even if I didn't want to again run the risks.
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I can't for the life of me remember where this took place. Sooo many nights of taking anonymous loads they tend to run together but this night was memorable for a couple of reasons. I went to the bathhouse for my usual night of whoring out my hole to any hard cock in the mood to fuck a load into me. This night I was in the mood to just lie in my room ass up and lubed and wait to see if I had any takers. Not sure how long I had to wait but eventually I found a hand snaking up my leg and a finger checking out my greased up hole. Once he discovered I was ready to go he wasted no time in climbing on top and pushing his fat cock up my ass. As usual I took a big hit of poppers to ease his entry. He had a thick cock but not too long and not so thick I could not handle it. I have a hard time with really long dicks but loooove the thick ones. He pounded away a minute and then stopped and twisted around with his cock still buried in my ass. What the hell was he doing? Then he sat up and preceded to tie my hands together. This just got very interesting. It was only later after our encounter that I realized he had reached down to pick up one of my socks. He went back to fucking me. Of course now I had no access to my poppers and I had to beg him to popper me up. He loved that. God I felt like an asshole trying to get him to give me a whiff of the good stuff. By then I was hooked on his cock and very turned on by the situation. I did not want him to leave so I went along with what he wanted which was me begging for his cock and the poppers. If I was not vocal enough he would stick his fingers in my mouth and pry my jaw wide open. Eventually he pulled a sock off his own foot and shoved it in my mouth and with his other sock tied it around my mouth and head as a gag. Where the hell was this going? A moment later I found out when he opened the door and invited anybody passing by the door to fuck me. I got a good look at him then. He a well built Asian guy probably in his late 40's or early 50's. Of course I had no problem with that. I was all for it. My own cock got even harder. The first guy he hooked was this nasty looking thug with a huge cock. I suddenly got worried. He crammed it up my ass without too much trouble but like I said the long ones tear me up and this was no exception. Its that second ring thing. Mine does not open up without extensive snorting of the poppers and I was not getting any. He pounded away with the encouragement of the Asian guy while I thrashed and bucked and complained as much as possible in my condition. He was a big guy so I was pretty much pinned to the mattress. He suggested to the Asian that I was not enjoying the fucking. He actually sounded concerned. The Asian pointed to the poppers. The bottle was duly opened and placed under my nose. I expelled as much breath as possible and then inhaled as much as I could. The thug took a hit and then proceeded to fuck the holy hell out of me. The poppers did their magic and I felt great giving myself up to the beast pounded his raw cock into me. I was totally relaxed and able to take his fucking. When he came I just melted it felt so good. Of course the next top was already lined up to mount my ass and get going. The Asian guy was a contradiction. He encouraged the tops to fuck me as brutally as possible, "tear up that ass", kind of talk but he always had them feed me poppers. In fact forced me even when I did not want any more. I was so buzzed I was not sure what was up or down. So not too sure how many guys fucked me during that session. The Asian guy would fuck me every other top or so. My guess would be that he got about a dozen guys to stop in my room and pound out a load. By the end I was a mess. He shut the door to drop his load whispering in my ear how hot it had been to watch me take load after load from anybody he let into the room. I concur, that was really hot. He shot his wad, yanked his socks off my face and departed leaving the door behind him open and me to get out of the socks he had tied around my wrists and ankles. I have to say that was one of the greatest sexual experiences of my life. I would love to repeat it. Hey anonymous Asian guy, you rock! Thanks for the loads.
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The Strange Intimacy of the Anonymous Load
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This was when I first embraced being a bareback bottom. I would go to the Club Z in Seattle weekly. I was in my late 20's and looked like, well, to be honest I looked like sexy Jesus. People often remarked on my looks that way. I had long dark hair sometimes a trim beard, slim body, tall (6'2") with a pleasing dusting of chest hair. When I would walk up the stairs at the club in a towel I would see my reflection in the long mirror at the top of the stairs, gay Jesus coming to fuck away all your sins. On your knees and pray or suck the cock in front of you. Sometimes seeing my image like that I would feel sexy. It gave me the confidence to offer my body to the men at the club that day. I was not everybody's type but more than enough men wanted me and I liked that feeling. No, I loved it and I loved making them feel good. The smile a man gives you as he fucks you when he is really into you is such a mind trip. Many of my fucks start out completely anonymous but some end up as a face to face encounter that can be every bit as satisfying as the faceless, nameless fucks that leave you loaded and dripping with cum. I was feeling great, good hair day (long hair can be such a pain), no zits, horny as 15 year old boy with a stolen Playgirl hidden under his hoodie. I checked in and discovered I was in my favorite room, number 211. Yeah, I went there so often I had a favorite room. You will find out why in a minute. Going into my room and shutting the door is one of my favorite parts of my time at a bathhouse. I get to shut away the world. I have my tiny haven away from all the troubles and trauma of the outside world. Here I can be myself among men who are like me, won't judge me for who and what I am. The anticipation of what is beyond the door or what will come through it excites me. My cock begins to harden. Who knows, it might be a dead night and I will end up jerking off in the porn room or I might take load after load from raw cock all night. Usually it is something in between the two. I am prepared. I had already done a thorough cleaning out so deep I will be able to fuck for several hours without a whisper of taint. I get out my supplies: lube (two kinds), poppers, cock ring and a bottle of rum. Rum first to heat me up, loosen my muscles give me a bit of a buzz. Booze makes me hornier. I take my time putting on my ring and lubing up my hole. I am not a natural born bottom. I have learned to take cock like a trooper but I need plenty of lube and a top who takes a few seconds to enter my ass. First I apply a small amount of Vaseline and then plenty of Elbow Grease. Isn't that a great name. I even take a tiny huff of poppers. That really makes my cock take notice. I love poppers more than I can express. Sigh. The new poppers today are shit. R.I.P. poppers high. I want to get to the fucking but for some reason I decide to make a tour, see what is happening, who is there. Its early and not terribly busy. That is okay I only need one cock for now. Later I will want one in each hole. Making my way back to my room I remember the man who passed me on the stairs after I checked in. He me 'gives me 'that look'. You know what I am talking about. The look that says, "I am interested, wanna find out what my cock tastes like." I can be very shy at times like this. I don't ignore him and I don't encourage him either. I don't know how to handle situations like that, at least not sober with my clothes on. Back in my room I dim the lights and toss the towel up near the head so I can bury my face in it once I open the door. I use the pillow like a wedge under my hips to elevate my ass and make it obvious I am offering my hole up for fucking. Burying my face in the towel, clutching the little brown bottle of heaven I slowly grind my cock into the pillow trying to be inviting and seductive. It is a weird and self-conscious position to be in. Offering your body to anyone with a hard-on seems to me to be pathetic, heroic, humiliating, dangerous, adventurous and somewhat arrogant. Who am I to think Joe Schmoe is going to want to stick his dick into my body? Do I think I am so hot that I can just put myself out there like that and expect to get fucked? Mostly I feel embarrassed because I don't feel worthy of the cock I crave. I feel like I don't deserve to get fucked exactly for the reason I want to get fucked, because I am total cum hungry cock whore. A cum dump who will let anybody fuck him. It also makes me feel soooo horny and sleazy but in a good way. The anticipation of this situation can be excruciating and thrilling. The wait is mind blowing. Your ears become attuned to every noise. It drives me crazy when a noisy neighbor arrives, some twink with a friend who makes ten trips back and forth from his room each time passing the open door framing my lubed up ass, an obvious invitation to be used by any Tom, Dick or Harry. Why do I care what he thinks. I don't care about him, unless he stops by to drop a load. I like this room because it is close to a hallway but not in plain view of a passerby. To see into my room you have to be looking, you have to be on the prowl for cock or ass. As I wait I listen and imagine. I listen for the tell-tale creak of a floor board. This room has a loose board at the threshold so if you step close or just inside the room I will hear that faint creak. It is a squeak that sends chills down my spine and makes my nuts churn. It might only be a gawker, which is fine but frustrating but then again I might feel a hand on my ankle. Of course I never know what to expect. My favorite are the men who get right down to business, the ones who upon discovering my lubed up hole mount up and begin fucking. I hate being fingered. It makes me tense up but I will endure it for a minute if I think it turns my top on and get him hard enough to want to fuck me. I enjoy being rimmed but a devoted rimmer will ream all the lube out of me. Not such a big deal, especially in my room where it is close at hand but its still a delay in what I really want, raw cock unloading in my eager hole. This night I do not have to wait long. There is the creak and then nothing. Silence, no touching but I am sure he is still there. I can sense him watching me. I continue to grind my hips. Slowly I reach down and push my hard cock into view between my legs and to the side of my balls. I have big balls. Its no boast just passing on what men have told me over the years. Still nothing. I wait...and wait. Finally it comes. A hand slides up my calf and grazes my ass to the small of my back. He caresses me for a while. He is enjoying the feel of me, the sight of my prone and naked body offered up for his use. I shiver. The club is cool tonight and I am going mad with anticipation of what this man might do to me. The mystery ends when he straddles my ass and pushes his cock into me. Just like that I am getting fucked and I could not be happier. My anonymous top stretches out on top of me and I luxuriate in the feel of his skin and the pressure of his weight on me. I want him to fill me and fuck me and crush me to the mattress with the exertion of his thrusts. I want to be drenched in his sweat and I want him to take ownership of me by breeding my ass with his DNA. I use the poppers liberally and so does he after I hold them out to him. My eyes are still closed. All I know of the man is from sound, smell and feel. He feels awesome. He has a Goldilocks cock, not too big, not too small.....just right. High on lust and poppers I am in love with this man who is giving me the gift of his body, the joy of his manhood and I know in my heart his seed. He will breed me when he is done taking his pleasure. Eventually he flips me. At this point is seems ridiculous to keep my eyes close. I open the and see the man from the stairs grinning down at me. He is wearing a baseball cap. I find that both weird and boyishly sexy. I can tell he is immeasurably happy to be fucking me. This makes me happy to be alive and at that moment there is no other place I would rather be. His boning is energetic and enthusiastic. He discovers the full length mirror which gives us a great view of the action and is enthralled by watching his cock pound my ass. I get caught up in it too and our eyes are glued to the mirror like we are watching a feature film. It's a beautiful sight I have to admit. The guy can't get enough of the scene. He pushes and pulls me into different positions all the while keeping his eyes glued to the mirror. He cums like that, watching live porn of his own making. When his tremors subside but his cock is still in me he looms for a moment smiling down on me with a satisfaction that warms my heart. His load is already warming my guts. And then he is gone leaving the door open and me to ponder what just happened. I am feeling fucking great, goddamn fantastic, on top of the world. What do I do next? Roll over of course and wait for the next top to breed me. I don't remember specifics of the rest of the night. That first top stands out but I know I got several more loads, all anonymous. I feel very close and grateful to all those men who fucked me. I realize I might be nothing more to them than a warm wet hole to sink their dick into and unload. That's not just fine with me its what I want. If they are fucking me I know they are getting what they want. They didn't have to choose me. I have not pressured them in any way. They want to fuck me. When I know a guy is getting his nut while in my ass I am in love with him, I am desperate with need and desire for him. His particulars don't interest me. I don't want to know his name or see his face. All I want is to feel his hard cock breeding my cum hungry ass and when he does I love him for it. Like I said its a strange kind of intimacy when you get anonymous loads.- 16 replies
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Start off with my latest sexual adventure! Happened on Friday Oct 6th 2017, like most of my bathhouse adventures start in at gloryhole. Sucking is my favorite sexual activity, the feeling of a mans cock throbbing in my mouth as I suck him to completion the feeling of his warm load filling my mouth, savoring the taste of him is incredible! I spent 3hrs sucking, swallowing 14 loads. After 3hrs and a nice amount of cum swallowed I wanted to get fucked, I never set out with a goal of how many loads I want I get what I get as long as I'm enjoying it and giving the tops around me pleasure I'm satisfied! As any good cum obsessed bottom I do try to get as many as I can! As the evening moved into night and the night moved into the morning I got fucked in the sling, fuck bench, sauna, private room and the hallway with a total of 26 loads not including those I swallowed, I only count loads dumped in my ass. After getting home and crawling to bed I was still way too horny to sleep and went on Grindr and found two tops to fuck me, adding 2 more loads bringing my total loads to 28! Load count: Swing 6 / Fuck Bench 8 / Sauna 3 / Private Room 7 / Hallway 2 / Grindr 2 / Total Loads 28 I also share on my twitter @18plusmen
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I've really come to enjoy group settings, especially getting fucked with an audience. Bathhouses are great for this, but the only bathhouse in town is fairly limited when it comes to public play areas. There's another bathhouse in a neighboring city that does have a much more extensive public play area, but it takes over an hour (almost 2hrs with traffic) to get there, so I had yet to make the trip. But with Friday off, I finally decided to make the trip. I got there late afternoon and spent a bit of time getting the lay of the land, and also getting my ass lubed with cum. In short order, I had 3 different guys drop their loads in my ass, two in a room, and one in public. Condoms and status were never discussed, just the way I like it. At this point, my ass was nicely lubed up and ready to go. There were also more and more people showing up, so I decided that the time was right and I got onto one of the public fuck benches. It didn't take long before my mouth was stuffed with a cock. After getting this first anonymous cock nice and lubed up with spit, he switched holes and started fucking me. A second person then took his place at my mouth, and I pretty much spent the rest of the time being spit roasted, with cock in both holes. There was very little downtime, it was almost like an assembly line of being fucked. Start by fucking my mouth, move on to fuck my ass, rinse and repeat. Some of the guys would get me to clean off their cocks after finishing inside of me. Delicious. I initially tried to keep count of how many guys fucked me, but the intensity of the whole situation and the amount of time I spent there made me lose count pretty quickly. I don't know exactly how long I spent there, or the total number of cocks and loads, but I did overhear a conversation at one point where a guy commented "Damn, he's still here? He was getting fucked when I first showed up!" and a second guy replying "Yeah, he's taken a LOT of cock". I'd have to guess it was somewhere between 1-2 hours, based on how sore my knees were when I stopped. I loved the anonymity of the whole situation - I'm hard just thinking of the fact that I have no idea who fucked me other than the feel of their cock in my ass and mouth. No condoms, no discussions about status, just raw fucking. I also loved being watched - even with cock in my mouth, I could see the crowd of guys watching me, taking in the sight of me being a total cumdump. It was a little slice of piggy heaven, and it was incredible. The rest of the evening was fun (random blowjobs and a few more fucks), but nothing compared to the high I experienced on the fuck bench. I'll definitely be back!
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Hey guys I was just wondering as a bottom, if I am in a sling at a bathhouse, it is unwritten etiquette to take on every cock that comes my way , or is it ok for the bottom say no not you? "not that I would ever say no to a hard cock'. I personally feel it is my duty to service every cock that I am honored enough to be fucked by. Bottoms have you ever refused a cock while in the sling at the bathhouse? Tops have you seen somebody refused? if so is this a turn off for you?
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My entire life, I have wanted to be an uninhibited cumdump; however, as a child this was a taboo topic in a very small town. I was married at a young age and had a child at 27. When he was 13 months old my ex wife left. It has been 19 years and not a phone call, b-day card or email. It has been just me and my son as my parents passed when he was 6. Due to my single parent responsibilities I was unable to be the cumdump I always wanted and as a matter of fact seldom played even safe. When he turned 18 I decided to spread my wings and fly a bit more. I did BB however, seldom and mostly . I alwasy said once he graduates college, then I can clock out and feel good that I have fufilled my obiligations as a single parent. Well he graduates from welding school this NOVEMBER and I started the Prep program in January. I dont know why but there is still a part of me that feels either guilty or like a bad parent when I play. I WILL BE A CUMDUMP, this is a done deal; however, it would be so nice if I occasionally got some support from the group, ask me how its going, hold my feet to the fire when I say im going to do something, encourage me to be a slut, ETC....I guess the word is FRIENDS....sam
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I had these cuffs made for a hibearnation I am attending in STL this NOV 2017. I am going to the clubs bathhouse early Sept and wondered if I should wear them there or is it too gawdy? I am loving the way they feel and I think they give the message..lol.... I will also be in a chastity and blindfolded in the sling...Do you think I should wear one, both, or none?
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anyone feel like going from Chattanooga to Atlanta and check out bathhouse manifest ,Tokyo erotique.
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After years of reading and enjoying these stories with both hands, this is my first attempt at telling one of my own. Please don't be too hard on me I appreciate your comments though. Perhaps if you like this I will write more. Did you ever have one of those experiences that gets so deeply etched on your brain that you can’t forget it? I know I have, and it was almost like a scene from a movie; one in which the mists part and out steps this person… a person almost defying description. In my case though, the person came not from the mists, but from around a corner; a corner in a bathhouse in Center City Philadelphia. But my reaction was the same as if he had stepped from the mists. I saw him and my heart skipped a beat and I think I stopped breathing for a second. There I had stood, reclining back against the bathhouse wall, one foot propped back against it too, as I took in the sight of this giant of a guy that came lumbering down the hall towards me that night. My reaction was visceral, and instantaneous. I wanted him and everything he had to offer, and I wasn’t gonna be happy till I got all of it. It was late afternoon of New Year’s Day, about 1997. I had decided to go down into Center City as past experience had proven that this day was a great day for getting some action at the local baths. The big New Year’s Day parade was winding down by that time, no one was feeling any pain given all the alcohol that had been consumed on the streets just to try and stay warm, and for guys like us, the horniness level had been ratcheting upwards for hours. And so when that happened, there were only two things you could do. You could either trundle off to one of the gay bars in Center City in hopes that the combination of booze and flirting would land you a fuck, or you wandered over to the baths where for the more proactive types you knew there’d at least be some real shit goin on. And that’s what I did. When I got there I paid my entry and went inside. You could tell right away that the place was hopping as there was a definite vibe to the place. I quickly found my room, got undressed, wrapped my towel around my waist and went out cruising. I had barely been there a half hour when I found myself propped up against that wall as “he” came around that corner. My heart began to do somersaults in my chest. You guys know what it is I’m talking about. Yeah there were guys there that I’d play with, and I had sampled a few already, but I hadn’t really fully engaged with anyone yet as I was awaiting “the one.” And then there he was. I’m no little guy at 6ft, 225 pounds, easy enough on the eyes, and muscled enough where it counts, with a nice hairy chest and scruffy mug. I’ve got a nice fat cock that scares enough of the amateurs away, and challenges just enough of those that that think they can take it. And yet next to this guy, I felt small. He loomed tall at around 6’5”, broad shouldered; olive skinned with enough of a summer tan left yet to give him a healthy glow in January. He had dark hair but was completely bald on top, and the lower half of his face sported a dark, full goatee that just enhanced his sexiness. There was a slight demonic quality about his look that made me spring an almost instant boner; like a guy who knew how to be really, really bad, while being the best that he could be. I’m pretty much a top, but even my ass twitched at the sight of him. I knew right then that I was in for trouble. As he ambled down that bathhouse hallway it gave me ample time to check out what he had goin on. He was a beefy guy with a good 50 pounds on me. But on his frame it just made him look all the more daunting. His chest was covered with a thick pelt of dark fur and his meaty, well-worked nipples projected out from his solid beefy pecs. And underneath that towel that he had wrapped around his hick waist hid the makings of a weapon whose ultimate proportions I could only guess at. As he neared, we made eye contact. A definite glimmer of mutual recognition passed between the two of us… or at least enough so for me to know that the chase was on. Since it appeared that he had just gotten there, I figured he needed to do the perfunctory spin around the place too to check out the action. So I left him pass and then followed behind at a respectable distance as he went through all the floors and the basement of the place; far enough away to not appear stalkerish, but yet close enough to know if he suddenly decided he was ready for action. Eventually we ended we found ourselves back up on the floor where I first saw him and there he veered to the right, off the main hallway and into a bathroom with an adjoining shower room. To the left in this bathroom was another long room with a series of sinks and urinals lining its walls, and at the far end of that room, a cedar door with a small window that led to the club’s dry sauna. I followed him as he headed towards that door, peered through the window and then yanked open the heavy door with a muscled ease and entered the sauna. This was my cue to stop at a discrete spot and watch, but not engage further, mostly to see if he was just checking the room out and would quickly reemerge, or if he had chosen to plant himself in there. When he didn’t reappear after a minute or two, I knew it was the latter and I decided to make my move. The dry sauna was a somewhat lengthy, oblong room with an upper and lower tier of wooden bleachers that ringed three of the room’s four walls. As I looked in the sauna door’s window I saw that the stud had climbed up onto the upper tier of bleachers along the short end of the room directly opposite the door. There, as though perfectly picture framed by the window, sat this giant of a man, his towel spread open, his hairy legs spread wide, his head tilted back against the wall behind him with his eyes closed, and what I still think was one of the most beautiful cocks that I had ever seen hanging softly and pendulously between his spread legs, surrounded by a nest of thick, curly dark pubic hair and resting on top of two enormous balls in their fuzzy sack. And like Pavlov’s dog, I began to salivate as I reached for the handle of that dry sauna door. I stepped into the sauna where there were already three other guys seated on the upper and lower tiers on the right and the left. But against the far wall there was just my guy. I slowly walked over to where he was seated and took off my towel, laying it down to the right of him on the lower tier of seating, and then sat down. I was very close to his leg which rested on the bench right next to me. Just being that close to him was making me hornier. There I sat for a short while just looking at the tree-trunk-like-legs and big feet of this man-god in repose. But I wasn’t fooled by his closed eye routine; he knew I was there and he knew I was watching him. And he was watching me too through his half-lidded eyes… both of us just waiting for one or the other to make the first move. And so I did. I tentatively reached over and began stroking his hairy leg, slowly letting my hand glide higher and higher up his thigh until my fingers came in contact with the puckered flesh of his sweaty nutsack. As he shifted position ever so slightly I felt his massive testicles shift within their protective covering. I slowly rubbed my fingers over and around them. As I did, my fingers came in contact with his previously flaccid cock which by now had started to swell from the attention I was paying him. Apparently he was just as turned on as I was. As I wrapped my hand around his rapidly stiffening cock I realized that whatever I had anticipated his cock being like when underneath that towel, I had sorely underestimated the girthy giant that was then hardening in my hand. Between the heat of the dry sauna, his sweaty cock in my hand, and the musk of a thousand cocks and asses that permeated all the fixtures in that room, my senses had shifted into overdrive and I could barely control myself. I had reached that point that we all are all too familiar with, the point where the animal brain pushes logic and reasoning aside, and throws all caution to the wind, the point where primitive man emerges… with no goal other than to reach orgasm and spread your seed wantonly, anywhere that you can. My body was on sexual auto-pilot as it swiveled around on that bench and my head went straight for that stud’s crotch. Without even asking I sank his cock as deep into my throat as I could get it while I tugged on his nuts. His hands, firmly planted on the back of my sweaty head, were all the tacit approval I needed to know that I had carte-blanche to go town on his rock hard cock. And So I did. Up and down my mouth and head went, only stopping briefly when he leaned forward and shoved that little brown bottle under each nostril and ordered me to “Breathe” deeply. After that I went into overdrive choking on his fat cock, the combined precum and saliva just pouring out of my mouth and down over his cock and balls, pooling in his asscrack where his towel soaked up all the overflow. In a move that kind of shocked me, he raised his legs up and planted his feet on the upper bench where he was seated and swiveled his ass forwards. Then he grabbed my head, pulling it off his cock and shoving it down to his taint. He once again fed me the poppers and then pushed my head down the last little ways till my tongue came in full contact with his sweaty, furry ass. Between the heat and the poppers I was like a wild man as I dove into that hole with reckless abandon and chowed down on his ass as if I was starving. And fuck did that ass taste good. As I ate away at it he took the back of his one foot and ground it into the back of my head as he attempted to push my face even further up into his asscrack. I snaked my tongue as far into that studbutt as I could get, licking him out for all I was worth. Afraid that I was going to pass out from the heat and the lack of oxygen, I finally pulled my face away from his hole just so I could catch my breath. It was then that I realized that we had begun to attract an audience. It was the quiet murmuring that I heard first followed by the slapping sound of hands rapidly stroking hard, wet cocks while their owners watched our live sex show. As I looked over my shoulder I realized that those three guys had now grown to at least 10, with another 3 or 4 standing around the door to the sauna peering in. And like any good pig, that was all it took to make me wanna amp up the show even further. I quickly turned back around and dove back down on that hard cock, slurping on it for all I was worth. His hands went back to my head as they wrapped themselves around it and he began to pump his ass up off the bench driving his cock even further into my throat. After plowing away for a little bit I decided it was time to go for what I really desperately wanted from this giant stud of a guy and so I pulled off his cock and I quickly stood up. While I had been on my knees on that bench blowing him I had reached around and had started fingering my hungry, but rarely used, fuckhole, slipping a finger or two into my mouth where I could to get spit to work into my hole in order to loosen it up. Without giving him to time to react I quickly straddled his thighs, took his dripping spit and pre-cum-slicked cock and aimed it directly for spit-lubed ass, and I sat down on it with all my weight. He must have anticipated my moves because he was already ready with the poppers and pushed them right up to my nose and held them there forcing me to inhale them. And thank God that he did. That fat cock was just about splitting me in half as it barreled up my chute. But as I have learned over time, the more badly you want someone’s cock, the easier it seems to be to take it. In short order I was all the way down to the base with his pubes and balls nestled right in the crack of my ass. And fuck did it feel good. I just sat there for a few moments savoring the feeling of accomplishment I had gotten from getting what I wanted… from getting HIM. I looked into the face of this slightly demonic looking stud and his lips were curled up in an evil, dirty grin that told me I wasn’t very far off base in my assessment of him. We looked into each other’s eyes and knew that we were two of a kind and at that moment we gave each other the go ahead to just let loose and have fun. Unbeknownst to me at the time, I was already poz and later realized that I had been for a long time. I must have had a high viral load since this happened shortly before I was diagnosed. I put no condom on him before I climbed on board, nor did he request that we use one either once he was in me. But in those safe-sex only days I could hear the ripple of astonished comments going around the room behind me as guys were flabbergasted that we were fucking condomless, while others were saying “OMG, they are fucking bareback!” Honestly their prudish hectoring just served to turn the two of us on even more. I rode his cock for all I was worth, bouncing up and down on his fat piece of meat, and leaning forward enough very chance I got so that the entire room could see that raw cock sliding in and out of my unprotected hole. I loved that we were scandalizing those cunty little bitches with our raw fucking. But as scandalized as these hypocrites were by our unprotected sex, they didn’t get up and leave. In fact, by this time there wasn’t an empty seat in the room, and guys were crowded around the door that were trying to get in to watch the show, but couldn’t. As I thought the show was nearing its inevitable “climax,” without realizing it, my god-like top daddy had one more trick up his sleeve with which to end the show. After riding him for a good fifteen minutes he leaned forward and wrapped his huge arms tightly around me. And with that this giant of a guy stood up, with me completely impaled on his fat beast cock… and again, I’m no little guy… he spun us around and gently laid me down on the bench where he had just been sitting. His throbbing pole of a cock never left my ass the entire time. He then raised my legs up into the air, an ankle in each hand, and slowly started to pile drive his fat cock into my hungry ass, building in tempo and speed as he progressed. From this position I could now see the collective throng in the sauna and as he was plowing away into my once tight ass, I watched one after the other of them jacking off and shooting their loads while watching this mountain of a guy ravaging my raw hole with his fat unsheathed cock. I literally had to keep my hands off of my own cock or else I would have cum immediately. Instead I just kept snorting poppers and feeding them to him too, as we pushed each other higher and higher. Finally he pulled his dripping cock from my gaping ass, reached forward and like a gentleman gave me his hand, pulling me up and saying “come with me.” We got up off the bench, him never letting go of my hand as helped me down on my shaky legs, and then led me out through the collected throng of pervs who had been watching the show and whispering their disapproving comments while spraying their loads all over the floor. He led me back to his room where he then proceeded to passionately fuck me for another hour or more, gently and tenderly, and also hard and rough, till he bred my ass like a fucking firehose going off inside of me, while bellowing like a wounded elephant as he came. Needless to say, I think everybody in the place knew what had finally just happened.
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I was half asleep when I felt the weight on me. His hard cock slid up my ass crack until his knob caught on my lubed hole. I was awake now and pushed back with my ass until the head popped in. He had a decent size cock so I grabbed the poppers and took a big hit. He leaned in to take a sniff to. We both moaned as he sank in all the way. That's when I noticed he was fully dressed, his cock sticking out of his fly. "You got me so hard when you walked in," he said in my ear, "I never thought I would have a chance at getting my dick in you." I realized it was the guy at the counter when I checked in to the bathhouse. He was pretty old and not particularly attractive but his cock sure felt great and I told him so. The last part I mean. "I got a big load for ya but it feels like you have already been bred. You got some loads in you boy?" I admitted that I did. He wanted details while he fucked me. I had few details for load number one since he took me from behind and I neither saw or spoke to him. Just plain old doggy style raw fucking. He had a fat cock though and stretched me good. Load number two was from a young Latino guy. He liked to make out while he dicked me so I got on my back and wrapped my legs around him. He was very energetic and whispered a lot of things in Spanish that I could not translate. I enjoyed his whispers and moans. He got really loud as he was cumming in my hole. So hot. "Yeah that is really hot," agreed my lover. "That guy is here a lot and I often hear him getting his nut. We both chuckle and then he settles down to some serious fucking. One more deep hit of the poppers for both of us and then he is a goner shooting his seed deep inside my willing hole. After he is done he lays across my back to catch his breath. "I hope that was as good for you as it was for me," he says. "It was great," I answered, and meant it. Continuing, I told him that I loved raw raw cock and getting boned by strange men. "Well, by the end of my shift I should be ready to go again, so I can take another go at your ass," he replied. "Hell, yeah," I answered, adding "if my door is closed to just let yourself in with your master key." Giving me a grin of approval, he left, leaving my door wide open. Before I can decide if I want to leave it open or sleep or go up to the glory holes a figure appeared in the doorway. My latest visitor was a light skinned black man, probably about fifty years old. Pulling my legs up to my chest, I presented my cummy ass. A big toothy smile crossed his face as he tossed his towel on to the bed. His cock was half hard but after rubbing it across my crack a couple of times he was ready to go. His dick was quite big, in any event it was certainly the biggest of the evening. Asking him to pause for a moment, I took a deep his of my poppers, offering them to him afterwards. "No, thanks," he answered, suggesting "you might want to take another hit. You're gonna need 'em 'cuz I'm gonna pound you good." And he did just that. Hanging on for dear life, he rutted like he was starving. I hadn't had any black dick in a while and I found myself absolutely getting off on being fucked by bbc. He got a little mean and rough at the end, calling me names, spitting in my face and choking me. "Take my load you fucking faggot cum whore," he wheezed, hand still around my throat. I was so turned I didn't care if he was choking me, seemingly to death. I loved it. My cock was rock hard, trapped between our bellies. Fortunately he ignored my cock 'cause had he touched me I would have blown my load. After he shot his load he seemed sheepish about being so aggressive. "Oh my god," I gush, "that was fucking amazing. Holy shit man that was intense!" I thanked him whole heartedly for both the fuck and the load. I decided to go for a stint in the sling stopping first for a piss break. The place seemed empty but I am a patient man. I settled in and waited. Didn't take long though. Someone appeared. He looked at me then started looking around. I think he was shy so the next time he looked my way I gestured him over. He was a short, stocky middle aged guy that was probably really hairy but he was trimmed all over. He was going to have to fuck me on his toes. As soon as he was close enough I grabbed his rod and pulled him into my mouth. It was a pain in the ass since the head end of the sling was too high and I had to really bend and twist to get my lips on it. It was worth it though since he was leaking a lot, and I am crazy for pre-cum. Before long he pulled off and went for my ass. Oh yeah! Back to the poppers. I did not bother offering him any as had a death grip on my legs and was pounding away furiously. I knew it would not take him long at the rate he was going. Sure enough a couple minutes into our breeding session he was emptying his sack up my ass. Bliss. Then he was gone. Laying back in the sling I felt pretty good. Still I wrapped the towel around my head hoping for some anonymous action. ************************************************************************* Okay enough for tonight. I have got to wack it. I will tell you about the rest of my evening tomorrow. Happy jerking boys.
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It was a Wednesday afternoon, and about three weeks had passed since I was last fucked. I was very horny, and remembered it was mid month and sometimes Spa Excess in Toronto offers a free room to guys that sign up to their mailing list. I checked my discrete backup e-mail address and sure enough there was a coupon for a free basic room if I checked in between 8 and 9 PM. I had just enough time to shower and clean out and get downtown to the sauna. I checked in about 8:20 showing the coupon on my phone to the clerk and was given room 403. I quickly found the room, stripped and lubed my hole with my butt plug. I went to the showers in the wet area on the main floor and soaped up, then went to the steam room directly opposite the showers to start my cock hunt. I don't wrap my towel in the sauna but usually just sit on the lower bench idly jerking off and scoping the guys. I saw an Asian guy about 30 years old sitting on the upper bench a couple feet away and decided to give him the look. (I love Asian tops.) I held his glance for just that extra second and licked my lower lip. That was all it took. He slid over closer to me and opened his towel. Turning towards him, I took his nice stiff cock into my mouth all in one motion. I only sucked him for two or three minutes (with a few onlookers) and he asked if I had a room. I replied "Only if you'll fuck me." We made the awkward walk you do in bathhouses, two guys with tents in their towels walking past other cruisers, everybody knowing where you're going and what will happen when you get there. The Asian guy wanted to wear a condom and unlike most guys on here I don't mind getting fucked with a dome. I bent over the bed, removed my plug and re-lubed with some Swiss Navy. Top got in behind me and poked a couple times unsuccessfully before finding my hole (I am kinda tight) and easing it in. He fucked nice and steady with me moaning and whimpering like I tend to do for the first four or five minutes, only to realize he had gently disengaged. I turned my head to see him take off the condom. I ask if everything was okay. He explained he had cum. I was somewhat surprised as his thrusts hadn't sped up much and he did not grunt or announce his orgasm. It was a good first fuck though. I thanked him and he left quickly. With my hole now opened I was super horny to take more cock. I put on one of my PUMP jockstraps and headed for the third floor dark area where I cruised around the slurp ramp and saw another smooth Asian guy. I brushed against him going past the back wall of the slurp ramp and he reached down and caressed my jock pouch. That was all I needed and I reached for his cock through his towel. We felt each other up for a minute, then I dropped down to suck his cock (kinda thin, hairless with robins egg balls) for a minute. As I was sucking he made the move that every bottom loves. He reached around to feel my ass. Once he felt that I was wet with lube he knew what I wanted. I straightened-out, we smiled at each other, and he led me over to an alcove that contained a short stool. Bending over, I grabbed it on either side. The top then slid his slick finger into my hole to confirm my readiness, then smoothly entered me bareback. No talk of condoms. He was an enthusiastic fucker and it felt good to get fucked in the common area. We soon attracted a crowd of three or four guys, each of whom was tugging his cock as we fucked. The only words I heard were the top exclaiming "So tight, so tight," in a thick accent. Soon the pace of his thrusts increased and he unloaded up my ass. He thanked me and went off to the showers. I was super horny now and made the walk of shame to the far end of the dark area to where the sling and fuck bench are located. Once there I looked at the guys jacking off to the porn videos and the guys strolling the corridor, then climbed onto the fuck horse and bent over exposing my freshly loaded hole to anyone who was interested. As typically happens at the baths in the open areas guys are reluctant to make the first move so I had to wait a couple minutes until a scruffy bear sidled up and felt my ass. I purred and looked straight ahead as I felt him remove his towel. He slapped his cock on my trench a couple times to firm it up, then asked "You ready?" I nodded and he slid his cock head into my ass. Reaching back, I felt a very nice cock, uncut and kinda spongy - oh, and it wasn't covered. The scruffy bear seemed to be of Mediterranean ancestry, and was a bonafide top who was definitely into fucking hard. In fact the bench squeaked a couple times as he fucked with enough force to move it forward as he buried himself deeply up my ass. Now a few guys gathered as often happens when one hears a hot fuck happening in the baths. On older guy (had to be 60 or more) leaned down and whispered "Do you like that bare cock up your ass boy?" I whimpered a 'yes sir' as the top continued to pound my hole. Then the old guy again leaned down again and quietly announced "I'm next." About a hundred thrusts later the Mediterranean top decided to take a break, tapping my ass twice as he withdrew. True to his word the older silver daddy was ready to take over and my hole was empty for less than ten seconds. This guy had a long slender cock and was ready to pop almost as soon as he got in me. I guess watching the other guy really turned him on. He pumped 40 or 50 times and then asked if I wanted his load loud enough for everybody watching to hear. I said "Yes Sir" again and he grunted through four more thrusts, plunged in balls-deep, bent over and kissed my neck as his cock continued to spasm. After that I needed a break. I went to shower then back to my room to chill, and re-lube. I decided to open my door and bend over on my bed exposing my ass to the corridor. On a whim, I checked Grindr on my phone. It was amazing how many guys were on the app within 50 feet of my room. It seemed counter-intuitive to be using the web to hookup when so many horny naked guys were walking the halls, but who was I to tell others how to get it on? I was on the bed presenting my ass for almost 10 minutes (according to my phone) when a smooth Latin twinky guy felt my ass. I startled a bit as I did not see him approaching, but he was hot and wearing nothing but an Andrew Christian BLOW jockstrap. He smiled and asked "Are you open for business, baby?" "For you? Definitely yes. Do you want a condom?" "Not unless you want me to," he replied. I just handed him my lube bottle and he handed me his vial of poppers. I don't buy poppers myself but will use them when offered and so I took a sniff in each nostril then buried my head in my pillow. The twink took a couple hits on the poppers and by then was nice and hard. His cock was at least seven inches and rather thick. He didn't bother removing his jockstrap which, somehow, added to the experience. Instead he simply pulled his meat out to one side. He had some trouble finding my hole but eventually got in. He was my thickest cock of the evening so far but as I had been fucked a few times by now I was able to handle it pretty well. This kid loved to talk as he fucked. "You like that. Take that dick." I love verbal tops. I moaned a lot and several times whimpered 'Oh, fuck'. It was very hot. He must have fucked my ass for ten minutes and by the end he was dripping sweat onto my back. "Are you close?" I asked, to which he replied "Anytime you're ready, guy." "Go for it." He pumped hard for about a minute, then pulled out and told me to turn around. I thought he wanted to finish missionary but as I turned around he held the top of my head, aimed his cock and let loose six thick ropes of cum onto my face. It was a gusher. One landed in my eye, three on my forehead (and hair) and two on my chin. As I was still trying to open my left eye, he had already tucked his poppers in his jock and was opening the door. "Thanks, man" was all he said. After that fuck I was almost done. I decided to end my evening I'd be super slutty. I decided to walk back up to the third floor and get into the sling, but I decided to do it without wiping the cum off my face. The sauna was not as busy now but I still passed quite a few guys on my way back up the stairs. Some guys gave me a funny look, and one guy remarked "I guess you had a good time," which brought a smile to my face. Arriving on the third floor, I found the sling unoccupied so I climbed aboard. Now, as I said the crowd had thinned out by now so I had to sit in the sling for a while without any action. Two guys came up to feel me up a bit and when they saw the shiny cum on my face in the dim red light of the sling area they seemed to be put off, almost as if the sight of a guy in a sling looking to be fucked is okay, but somehow if the same guy's face is spunked-up, well, that's uncool. Oh, well. After another five minute wait I was all set to call it a night when a short blond daddy with thinning hair and glasses (who honestly looked a bit like Alan Ford in Snatch), came up to the sling. Taking off his towel he hung it over the chain, then caressed my legs and torso as he jerked slowly on his cock. I was able to reach down and get a feel for his tool. Oh my. Oh no. This guy, who could not have been more than 5'7" and 140 pounds, had the thickest cock I have ever held. It was probably eight inches length (which admittedly isn't super huge) but as to the girth of his cock? It's enough to report I couldn't close my hand around it. It was thicker than my wrist. (I have thin wrists, but still.) He looked at me and asked if it was okay. "I'm honestly not sure," I replied. "I'll take it slow," he said. I was still hesitant but figured I was in the sling at the bathhouse, face covered in cum, I'm pretty much obligated to allow a guy who wants to fuck me to do so. He had a small tool kit and pulled out some lube and greased his cock. He was so short I'm pretty sure he had to get on his tip toes to line up his cock with my hole. First couple tries gave no joy, but he was persistent and broke through on the fourth try. I felt every millimetre of his massive mushroom cockhead as it pushed past my ring, then tried to breathe as he very slowly filled my (previously) tight ass with his cut cock. As he got in he held me tight to against his crotch and commented "It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. We'll stay right here until you're ready." After about 30-45 seconds of trepidation I gave the 'okay' and he slowly pulled out to leave just the head in. Then pushed deep. Then out. Oh wow. I was doing it. I started to moan "Oh wow. Big cock." Then we started to really fuck. Oh my, he was holding me tight and humping up into my ass and I was crying out (not super loud, but loud enough for a public area of a bathhouse). "Oh you're fucking me. You're fucking me with that big cock! Oh fuck. It's bare, you're fucking me with a big bare cock." By now there was half a dozen guys watching. Some closely. Most were jerking off. He was humping me steady, I was whimpering constantly telling him not to stop and to "Fuck me like a bitch,." He fucked up into my ass from below another minute or two then casually plopped out. I sighed knowing he was gonna have to put it back in. He grunted lightly and smiled at me. I asked if he was getting close and he told me he had already blown his load. He had bred my hole without me even knowing it. I asked if it was a big load and he said "Oh yeah." It was then I started to feel the cum seeping out of my ass. It was obviously taking a few seconds for my hole to return to it original state and in the interim all the spunk was seeping onto the floor at the base of the sling. One guy to my left was watching and remarked the fuck session looked really hot, fisting his cock with energy. "You gonna cum?" I asked. He nodded and I motioned for him to cum on my face. He turned and blew his load mostly on my chin and shoulder. My Alan Ford lookalike thanked me for the best fuck he's had in a while and went off to the showers. I sat in the sling for another minute and then did the same. I was a mess but oddly my hole was not sore from the huge cock I had just taken. I was surprised and silently thanked the top again for being such a good fucker and giving me the best fuck I have ever had. It was only after I had returned to my room ans started the process of dressing to leave that I realized I had not yet blown my own load. I thought for a moment about going back for more cock but decided nothing could top my sling experience and I would just go home and jerk off. I then laughed to myself remembering that the best dicking I had ever taken was for free.
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Hey everyone, this is my first attempt at writing here... please let me know what you think and feel free to comment. I plan on updating as often as possible. -- PART 1: Enter the Bear’s Den Taking a deep drag off the large, black cigar in my mouth, I let out a deep moan as the large, hairy bear now presently deep in my formerly tight ass slammed home one last time before announcing to the room he was cumming deep in my hole. I rested my head back, nose-jetting the thick acrid cigar smoke that I had just filled my formerly pick healthy lungs with and proceeded to rub my cock. I winced a little as the fresh PA now piercing the head of my dick moved from my slow jacking, which caused me to clench my hole involuntarily, trapping the thick throbbing member in my hole, milking the bear of his cum. The other men in the room cheered with words like “Poz that neg hole…” and “Fill up that cum dump..” as I took my cigar from my mouth and ran it over the new tattoo inked across my stomach. “Cumdump…” I thought to myself, smiling and thinking of the freshly inked words still throbbing on my skin, “definitely fits who I am now.” My transformation into the inked and pierced slut before these men was something my former self, a young, non-smoker who had barely ever taken a cock, much less barebacked, would never have imagined that he could have become. — It was a nasty breakup. Walking in on your boyfriend of 3 years having sex with a woman was something that I would have imagined seeing. I had just gotten home from my clinical rotation at the nearby hospital as was required by our medical program. Long nights, low pay, and lots of stress- these were all things they warn you of when you get into med school, but it never really sinks in until you are up to your eyes in patients. Matthew, my former boyfriend, was my first and only boyfriend. We had met in the first week of college and hit things off instantly. He had straight black hair, warm brown eyes, built like a brick shit-house, and a British accent that could make you cream your pants. I myself was a polar opposite, blonde hair, blue eyes, shorter with a swimmer’s build. Even though we picked different career paths, he always said he supported me because he knew it would mean a great life for both of us. What’s better than a doctor and lawyer on the checkbook? Every night when I got stuck doing rounds because either it was the proverbial full moon in the ER or an attending called in sick. I suspected things were going on when he stopped wanting to have sex, even though I usually was too tired from work or school to mess around. Things got tenser, as every time we were together he was glued to his phone, always making the excuse that it was someone from work with a question from the nonprofit he worked for. I brushed it off, think it was just stress getting to me. On the fated night, I had gotten the night off since I had too many hours and figured I’d surprise him with dinner, a movie, and a bottle of lube. I walked in and heard grunting coming from the bedroom of the small apartment we shared. Thinking I’d sneak in and surprise him on his workout, I burst the room, and yelled: “Ravish me with your…” Looking down, I saw him, in bed, deep inside the ditzy girl from down the hall. I stood there, staring as he jumped, jaw gaping, surprised at my entry as she squealed in delight. Words left me as he blurted out a rushed “oh shit…” and proceeded to pull out of the vapid blonde. I stormed out of the bedroom and into the living room. He followed, reeking of sex and candy-scented perfume. “Babe… please…. I…” he started, his mild British accent trailing after me. Fuming, I looked at him before slowly growling out my reply through gritted teeth. “How long?” “I…. she…. it’s not what you think…” he stammered, trying to come up with a lie on the spot. “How. Long.” I replied, stepping towards him, punctuating each word with my finger in the center of his sculpted chest. “We…. only a few times….” he replied, looking down, knowing I was quickly getting to that dangerous quiet I got into before truly blowing up at someone. “A few times? Are you fucking kidding me? I don't care if it was once. Get your shit and get out. I don’t care where you go, but you no longer live here.” I replied turning my back on him and looking out the windows. “Jake… hon….. you can’t do that… both our names are on the lease,” he replied, his cheeks flushed, reminding me of what was now obviously a stupid move I had made a year ago when we moved to the new apartment. “Fine,” I replied, “I’m going then. I’ll move my shit out when I get a new place. Have a great life asshole.” Grabbing my keys, I went into the bedroom, ignoring the dimwitted blonde slut on our bed, and began collecting things such as my clothes, a few pairs of scrubs, my phone charger, and a few toiletries. Stepping back into the bedroom, I looked down as the pink colored claws of the bimbo touched my arm, stopping me in the doorway. “Jake, honey, look…. I’m sor-“ she started, plastering the fake sad look on her face I’d seen countless people do when trying to apologize for something they aren't really that sorry for. “Bitch,” I growled out, “If you don’t move you hand in the next 5 seconds, I will move it for you. And I will make sure you require surgery.” She stepped away with a gasp, pulling her hand towards her chest, protecting it with the other like she had been physically hurt by my words. I grabbed my phone and proceeded out the door, taking the stairs next the elevator. Fuming, I climbed down the 12 flights of stairs and stepped out into the lobby, coming face to face with Matt for the second time, who had hastily thrown on a pair of jeans. “Sweetheart, please!” he said reaching for my hand and I walked through the lobby. “Let’s talk about this! We can work on this!” “Just like you worked on her pussy for fuck knows how long?!” I screamed out loud, catching the glances of several people in our building, including the sweet little old lady across the hall from us. “You’re making a scene,” Matt hissed, looking at me beseechingly. “And what do you call what I fucking walked in on?!” I screeched, throwing his hand that he had started to place on my shoulder, “What do you fucking call it when you walk on your formerly gay boyfriend shoving his cock up some balloon chest bitch, you asshole?!” Not wanting to hear his reply, I walked out the street, and pulled out my phone, ordering an Uber. — Looking down at my phone, I mostly ignored the admittedly hot Uber drive that had picked me up. I sent out a text to my friend Erika, asking if she would cover for me for a few days in the hospital, giving her a slightly abridged version of the night's events. After getting a solid yes and promising to go in greater details soon with her, I shut off my phone and looked up at my surroundings. “Excuse me…” I asked, getting the attention of the driver. “Yeah?” he replied, never letting his eyes off the road. “Where in the world are we?” I asked, looking around, not really recognizing the area. “Goin’ to where you told the app sir,” he replied with a bored sigh. Looking down at my phone, I realized I had somehow entered a gay bar named “The Bear’s Den” into the address that Matt and I had almost gone to meet friends at before we realized how seedy the place was, instead of the hotel I had picked earlier near work. “Shit… look I…” I started to reply, before realizing that I most definitely needed a drink, even if I never touched the stuff, “Actually, mind if we swing by a hotel first? Extra $20 in it for you.” “Make it $40 and I’ll wait for you at the hotel,” he said, pulling over on the side of the road and waited as I adjusted the address to a closer hotel. Pulling up, I noticed that the hotel wasn’t up to what I had grown accustomed to but definitely would do in a pinch. Then the attendant said that the only rooms they had left were smoking. Shit, I thought to myself. Not wanting to be a bigger delay for the driver, I quickly said fine, telling myself that it was only for a night. I quickly got my key, raced to the room, and threw everything in the closet before closing the door and making my way back to the car. Fifteen mins later, we were at the seedy bar and my Uber was driving away. I stepped into the bar and was immediately hit by a wave of thick cigar smoke, loud gay men chattering and what I could swear was the slight twinge of sex in the air. Looking around, I realized I definitely did not fit in dressed in a v-neck shirt and slightly too tight jeans, while the other men were wearing leather of some sort. Swallowing my pride, I stepped up the bar and ignored all the stares from the other guys. Turning to me, the bartender, a hot 30-something with brown hair, piercing green eyes, a perfect tan, and piercings in his ears and eyebrow looked me up and down before finally asking, “What will it be?” Thinking for a second, I finally blurted out a scotch, not wanting to look like a silly fag ordering something like a green apple martini. Nodding his head, he went to work making my drink before setting the glass and the bottle down in front of me and walking off. Suddenly, I was surprised by the guy who suddenly sat down next to me. 50's, shaved head, stormy gray eyes, tons of piercings including a septum ring, leather chaps, and vest, and definitely a muscle builder, he looked like something you would see in a leather daddy magazine. “Is this seat taken?” he asked in a deep booming bass voice, beer in one hand and an unlit cigar in the other. “Nah… go ahead,” I replied looking down at the already half empty glass in front of me. “Bad night?” he asked, turning towards me. “You don't want to hear it…” I started. “Trust me I do. Whatever it is has you looking like you really could use that drink,” he said, eyeing the glass in my hand as I set it down from taking another swig, “You don't want to talk, I get it. Just figured I’d see if you needed a person to bitch to. That, and you seem kinda out of place here. I’m Jackson.” I took a look around again and swore I felt like everyone was looking at me still. He held out his hand, and I shook it. Then, grabbing my glass again, I downed it and let him fill it back up. Letting out a sigh, I retold him the night’s events, my previous history with Matt, everything. As I finished the story, not realizing that I had now downed 4 glasses of scotch, I let out a small sniff. “Fuck…” I sniffled, “I don’t know… Should I forgive him? Work things out?” Grabbing his cigar, he started lighting it up and I found my self slightly mesmerized by the ritual. Looking up at me, he nodded at the cigar in his hand, “You mind if I light up? I need a smoke after hearing that.” I shook my head, muttering something like ‘what’s one more cigar in here’ and watched as he brought the stick to life, making a bright cherry as he inhaled deeply on it. Blowing it to the side, he looked at the cigar before putting back in his mouth. “If it were me,” he started, “ And I’m just spitballing here, I wouldn’t. He obviously fucked up a good thing, all for a piece of sloppy meat attached to a pair of tits. If he wanted to fuck around, he should have asked you first. Made it your choice.” “Yeah… it’s just… I don’t know what to do. He's all I know...” I replied running my finger around the edge of my glass, watching as he inhaled deeply on the dark stick in his mouth. Watching me watch him as he smoked, he reached into his front pocket and pulled out a second cigar, offering it to me. “Want one?” he asked, “Definitely one of the good ones. Not like those cheap gas station ones.” Starting at it, I drunkenly blurted out “I’ve never had one… I wouldn’t know what to do.” Pulling the cigar in his mouth out, he handed to me before putting the unlit one in his hand and grabbed the lighter on the bar, lighting it up expertly. “No worries guy,” he said, “Take my lit one.” Taking it into my hand, examined it. Looking at the thick smoke floating out of the end, the thick saliva coating the cut end. Sniffing it, I let out a slight ‘woah,’ noticing that it smelled completely different than the smoke. Finally building up my courage I stuck it in my mouth, and immediately breathed in the thick smoke. I knew, even drunkenly, this was a bad idea. I started hacking instantly, and he let out a chuckle. “Dude… I don’t think you’re quite ready for inhaling.” Stubbornly, I looked at him, alcohol slowly ebbing away at my logic before I took another, smaller inhale. Fighting another cough, I held it in before letting it out in the air. “Damn… I stand corrected,” he replied, shock written across his face as it slowly worked into a smile. Something that very few people know about me is that I can become really hard-headed when I drink. Normally I’m rather passive and tend to go with the flow, but with the alcohol, my messy break-up, and the guy laughing, I felt like I had something to prove. So, we continued smoking and drinking in silence, and to my dismay, my cock started getting hard. I tingled all over, and a started getting a bit of a headache. I went to grab another scotch when Jackson finally put his hand over the glass. “I think you’re done drinking there Buddy,” he said smiling and looking down at my bulge now obviously forming in my tight jeans, “No need to get whiskey dick.” Looking down at his pant, I noticed a monster slowing growing in his pants too. I let out a soft ‘holy fuck’ as I saw what easily looked like 10 inches growing in his tight leather pants. Matt had a nice sized 6” uncut cock, but we’d never fucked much since it always hurt a bit going in. We had always just sucked each other off. But for some reason, in my drink-addled mind, I almost wanted to ride this monster. Suddenly, Jackson was kissing the side of my neck, and whispered: “why don’t we go back to your place?” END OF PART 1
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I'll be in town Thursday hosting in my hotel near the Detroit airport and thinking about checking out Body Zone Friday night. Anyone interested?
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Virgin POZ Night (Part 1) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** I was strolling around my favorite bath house, when a booth awakened my attention. A note was pinned at the door: ‘Virgin POZ night’ was written in bright red letters. ‘Don’t wake the sleeping beauty’ was added. I heard there was some heavy breathing going on in the booth, but I had the feeling, that only one guy was in it, jacking off. There was no moaning from another party or so. So after a couple of minutes the door was unlocked and a guy I knew so well left the both, with his pants still open and a hard cock sticking out of it. Next to the door was a little blackboard and he drew a line and then left without even noticing me. I could see five marks already. ‘Nice’ I thought and entered the little booth. A blonde twink was laying with the front of his body downwards a short bench. I guess he must have been 18 or 19 the most. He was body was fixed with a strap tightly around his chest and around his lower back. He wouldn’t able to make a move – not an inch, but he was obviously asleep or knocked out more likely. His head was hanging down on one side of the bench. On the other side his cunt was leaking some cum. He had been used for quite a while it seemed. I was drawing a line on his sweat covered back. He shivered….. His hands had been tied to his back. He wouldn’t be able to defend himself, if he would be awake. His body was flawless. Not a single hair could be seen between his ass cheeks. “Beautiful…” I mumbled. I closed the door and locked it behind me. *Click* “Hmmmm… hm…..” he moaned and shook his head a little bit. “What…. where…. am I” he whispered. I was standing right behind him looking down at this young guy who seemed to regain consciousness. “Hello…. is there…. *sigh* is there someone….?” his voice was so soft. “Hey there” I said with my low voice, not getting myself into his view yet. “Sir… my head is spinning. I can’t move…. where am I” he asked slowly. It seemed like the thoughts he had formed slowly the sentences I heard. I didn’t know what to reply. I was sure he wasn’t suppose to know in which town he was or even that this was a biohazard bath house. “Could you…. please…. help me to get up? he stammered. While hearing the twinks soft voice I started massaging the lump in my jeans. “Uuuuugh…. I don’t feel good….. *sighs again softly* … my head is spinning” he sniffed. “Well how did you get here?” I asked with a worried tone. “Uuuuhm….I…. hmmmm….. I don’t know” he mumbled. “I just came around by accident and heard you moan – I came to see if everything was alright” I lied to him. “Are my hands tied Sir? I can’t move them…. could you please untie me?” “Someone handcuffed you behind your back….” I described to him. “Hmmmm…. ooooh…. hrmpf….. my ass is hurting so much. What is happening here? Please… can you open the handcuffs, please Sir” he begged. His head was still hanging down. He didn’t have the strength to raise it by himself. I walked around him and stroked him softly his hair. “Well… I can’t see the keys….” I made some noises like I was looking for a key. Then I grabbed his head and yanked it up violently. I pressed my groin area against his face. *Oooomph* His head had no chance to escape. I pressed my bulge against his him and he wailed a bit. “Can’t…. breathe….” he moaned in panic. “Open your mouth wide then – I am trying to help you here young man!” I exclaimed. The silly twink did just that and opened his mouth widely only to get more of my bulge into his stupid mouth. He tried to yank himself away, but that way he would just sprain his neck and I knew his pain, especially in the back of his neck would be extreme by now. He expelled his hot breath against my crotch. I could feel him fighting for breath, while I almost dry humped his face through my jeans. Then I moved away from the helpless boy. “No keys here…. no nothing….” I hissed. “Then….*gasps for air* please… do you got a mobile phone?” he asked me. “Please… call my parents. Tell them to pick me up.” he almost cried by now. “Calm down lad. Everything will be fine.” I tried to reassure him, that everything was alight. I crouched in front of him and he whispered his mom’s mobile phone number. I couldn’t almost understand every digit, but after I repeated I made sure I would safe this number. In expectation that I would call his mother immediately he gathered all his strength and lifted his head up again. He could only see my body up to my waist and didn’t understand what I was doing. I unbuttoned my jeans slowly and enjoyed to see the terror in his eyes rising. “You really don’t know why you are here, eh” I cackled gleefully. “You are the hole…. A hole for toxic dicks” I explained his fate to him. “Five guys have already fucked you up and now you will get the sixth viral load up your tight asshole” I smiled. “Wait – let me make a picture for your mom… one before…. and one after I POZ fucked you” I said coldly. “Smile for your parents…. smile for your mom” I grinned…
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I went to the local bathhouse and rented a room. I was horny as hell and I needed more than just a one-on-one hookup. Once I got to my room, I stripped and lubed my ass to get ready. I practically had my whole hand in my ass, playing with myself and fantasizing about all the hard cocks I was going to take. My first stop was the glory-holes. I walked in closed the door behind me, got on my knees and waited. In no time, a hard cock appeared in the hole and I got down to business. I sucked hard, drooling all over it, and pushed my face up against the hole so he could fuck my throat until he squirted his load. I sucked three more cocks in a row, swallowing every drop of cum they had to give me. After that I left the gloryhole booth and went into the next room. It’s an orgy room with a big elevated cushioned area and a TV showing porn. I went and laid down on my back with my legs up and my ass just hanging over the edge and started fingering my asshole. An older man came over and replaced my fingers with his own. He licked his fingers and got me good and wet and then I pulled him close with my legs and let him put his cock in me. It felt so good going in. I guess he thought so too because he came inside me after only a couple of strokes. Not nearly enough of a fuck to satisfy me. I started walking around the place with his load still in me, looking for more. I found the sling room unoccupied and decided to try it out. I didn’t wait long before a man came in and started licking my freshly fucked hole. He got pretty excited when he tasted the cum that was already there and I begged him to fuck me and add his own to the mix. He happily obliged but shot his load on the outside after he’d fucked me for a few minutes. He pushed his spunk in with his cock but I wanted more deep breeding. I went back to my little room and wiped down a bit before opening the door wide and positioning myself face down ass up on the mattress. I didn’t have to wait too long before a stocky and very well-endowed man came in and closed the door behind him. He fingered my fuckhole and found I was all lubed up and ready. I told him I wanted him to fuck me hard and breed me. He climbed up on the bed and positioned his cock at my hole and I pushed back against it immediately, opening up for him, taking him deep. He didn’t need anymore help after that as he fucked me as hard as I’ve ever been fucked. I was a moaning, wild cumslut for him as he pounded my ass. My prostate was radiating hot flashes of pleasure every time he thrust into me, squeezing out thick gobs of precum or cum, I don’t even know at this point. And then his strokes got shorter and faster and he grunted as his cock burst inside me filling me with hot fresh seed. That was exactly what I needed.
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I have frequent sex with lots of fuckbuds and strangers - sometimes 5 times a week, sometimes more than once in a day but rarely. I love group sex too but can't count the number of times I've sworn off organizing a group for the time waste it usually ends up. But that "time waste" can be beneficial in getting me HORNY AS FUCK when I move on to plan B! Like today. I go to bathhouses and sex clubs from time to time, but most often it's to meet up with someone I know is there to fuck them or play and hunt around together. But I cum almost every time I have sex and my partner cums whether I top or bottom. I woke up Friday unusually horny to get fucked. I knew I'd be at work all day then had plans after. I texted a bottom guy I've fucked a few times that has a big PA I wanted to try. Told him I'd fuck him that night (later) on the condition he fuck me with his PA cock. Before the time came that night he text me he was crashing and do it later that weekend. So I did not JO and kept getting hornier. I had social plans ALL afternoon Saturday and drank too much and crashed early myself. I tried to pull something together Sat morning before meeting friends but it just wasn't coming together. So Sunday morning, today, I woke up hard as a rock and CRAVING to get fucked. I was on bbrt and CL and grindr and talking with a few regulars. I had a pretty good group of 5 or 6 guys I thought I could count on to show up at noon. I will usually flip fuck, but I let everyone know I fully needed to get fucked and might cum too fast topping. My cock was literally drooling precum as I was cleaning my room and still texting. So then around 11:30 a couple stopped replying and a couple others backed out. FUUUUCK, this is how it seems to go every time I try a group, even with repeat guys. everyone was saying "let's do tonight". Fuck that - I had been horny for 48 hours and hadn't jo on purpose. I decided to hit flex the bathhouse, and for the first time ever I knew I was heading there with one intention of getting my ass flooded with loads, hopefully spilling out. Then maybe I'd fuck some bottom. I left the house with my hole stuffed with vaseline some might mistake as cum if they felt my hole. This is nothing special for so many bottom sluts on this site, but it was a first for me and quite a rush. I went to my room and stripped down to the assless Ft Troff boxer briefs I wore to make sure I was signaling "bottom". I was going to walk around in just those and not a towel. Maybe 25 feet out of my room and this big black guy did a U Turn and followed me 10 more feet before grabbing my ass and felt my hole. The vaseline worked - in less than a minute of leaving my room I had the first raw cock in my ass and seriously didn't care who's it was - I NEVER get like that lol - usually kinda choosy looks-wise. I was bent over a bench and guys were starting to watch and JO, and I knew that part would turn me on. Def exhibitionist myself. So I let him keep at it and encouraged him to breed me which took about 4-5 minutes. I prob should have cleaned his cock off, but instead I just thanked him and walked off....didn't need to pull up shorts or anything since I was just wearing the assless briefs that I never lowered. I would have never normally let that guy breed me - not my type at all - but I was kinda proud I had broken that mental barrier and it was a good fuck!! After that I cruised around and moved to the sauna where I saw a hot ripped guy (probably high) with a FAT already hard cock. He smiled and I started sucking him totally hard. I sat next to him and was fingering my now cummy hole while we played with each others tits. He needed to cool down but asked my room number. I cruised the halls and didn't see much going on I was into. Made my way back to where the ripped guy was and he nodded toward my room. We went inside but both of us left the door wide open which made me like him even better. I got him totally hard and straddled that fat fucker to slide down, my back to the door. We fucked in all kinds of positions and I did ATM on his cock each time I got off it, which got a wink from him, and there were guys coming by the room the entire 30 mins we were fucking. A couple cme in the room to watch, feel his cock to see if it was raw. I was a little surprised no one tried to DP me since I was riding him most of the time, but that's ok. We ended up moving to the public sling area and had a full audience and 2 more active participants. Another big dicked black guy and a shorter handsome beefy italian guy. I sucked all their cocks while in the sling and all of them took turns fucking me with quite a few guys around the edge jacking. The ripped guy was on the edge of the sling and was so hard I thought he was gonna bust. I "ordered" him not to cum, I wanted it in my ass. He was my "hot" target even though I was pretty much letting anyone fuck me. I ended up getting the italian's load and then my reward from the ripped guy. As he got even harder and a rougher fuck, my cock leaked about a teaspoon of cum on my abs, but I was determined not to cum. He finally bred me deep with about 5 guys jacking around us. No one hopped in to take his place, but it was such a hot finish I was gald to get out of the sling and pick our stuff up and head back to my room. I thought about continuing to pig out and not cum. We walked back to my room 100% naked, both cocks hard and leading the way. When we got back, I asked if he'd fuck me till I came which wouldn't take long. Door wide open, his cock stood up as he slid his fingers up my cummy hole and took a nip in his teeth. That was all it took ( my weak spot). My hole was the sloppiest and most cum filled it's ever been, I had a hot guy stretching it and chewing my nips for me, and I blew my load. Turns out I had a fully vers 3way with the ripped guy and his ex 3 years ago, but he had to remind me - we'll be reconnecting very soon I think. I got exactly what I needed after 48 hours of progressively getting more desperate but loved the outcome
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Decided to spend some time @ Club Fort Lauderdale for Memorial Day. I haven't been going to often and when I have was a bit disappointed in the action. Well.. I went about 2PM got a nice larger video room and before I could begin to check out the crowd a hot 30s latin comes in and drops his towel... good bottom that I am I take his soft uncut cock in my mouth.. Tho not too long (7 maybe..) it was kinda thick. He got the hint and knew immediately what I wanted... We fucked for about 30 mins in various position and he gave me a nice load. I then cruised around and ran into a "Daddy" that I know fairly well, but never played.. we were in the steam room and I saw is BEER CAN Mushroom headed cock... I sucked then back my hole against him. He worked it in and we fucked there for 5-10 mins. Needed a break from the heat... I went back to the room and cruised a very hot shaved headed latin.. He comes in and I suck his hard uncut 7+ " while letting him know what I want.. He took the bait, but unfortunately bags it up... I didn't mind he was hot and it felt pretty good. I milked a large load out of him and into the condom... I grabbed it from him and ate it up ( cum not condom) I got Daddy back to my room again and we fucked all over the bed. the Mushroom head making me groan it felt so good pulling out all the way and then back in... He told me he had a HUGE Load and deposited it deep... Ran into a YOUNG (19 yo) that has been hitting me up on Scruff & Grindr. Hes much cuter in person and has one of those rocket shaped 7+ inches... I was surprised at how adept he was at fucking and we fucked on & off for a good 30 mins and left his young seed . I let them all seep inside til this morning. Damn... I gotta get out more often
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I'm been going to BZ since it opened back in 2000. It's a dive compared to a Steamworks bathhouse, but Friday and Saturday nights are packed with guys ready to fuck. Back in 2000 there weren't many black guys that frequented BZ, but at prime time on weekends, 50% of the guys are Black. As a cumdump, I love all dick, but I have always had a connection with black guys in that they always seem to wanna fuck me at a higher percentage than white guys. I'm pretty sure I'm the biggest cumdump at BZ. I always get one of the better rooms that's a little more discreet. Sometimes guys gather to gangbang me. Other times, guys more discreet (ironic, cause it is a sex club), will fuck me there and not in one of the rooms in the higher traffic areas because they don't want everyone knowing there business. I get more dick now that I am 50 than I ever have? Why? I have a great ass, I have the experience that enables me to use ever muscle in my hole to work dick, I'm a power bottom that can handle all dick, as hard and deep as for as long as a top wants, I have mastered the art of being totally "clean" so there is never a mishap, I treat each cock with the same craving and intensity as any other, and I workout 6 days a week and have the body of a twentysomething. Most guys that fuck mLe are in there 20's and 30's. They don't care about my age. They just want to breed a guy with a nice body and some good ass.ack Back in the early days of BZ, I started to allow guys to fuck me raw, but not cum in me. One of my favorite regulars had a huge cock that always stayed rock hard (I'll call him Derek). And yes, I mean rock hard. Hardest dick I've ever had. He also could cum in me and continue to fuck me until he gave me 3 or 4 loads. He also had a unique reaction to cumming, he would yell obscenities as he was cumming. Everyone at BZ could here him. I always asked tops in those early days to pull out of me when they were going to cum. That all ended when Don decided not to pull out. As he started to cum and started to yell obscenities, he didn't pull out. I could feel his rock hard dick pulsating in me and it was the most amazing feel I ever had as he shot his load deep inside of me. Derek instantly turned me into a Cumdump. After that first time taking his load. I couldn't stop. All I wanted was to feel guys shoot there load in me and feel the cum loads in my ass for the next few days. Loving the feeling of cum dripping down my leg while at work or elsewhere. In those early days, I wasn't a full-fledged cumdump. During those times, I still only took loads from guys I was sexually attracted to. I actually didn't turn into a cumdump until the past 5 years. I turned into a cumdump when I realized that what I wanted most over attractive guys fucking me was feeling a cock inside of me and getting as many loads as I can. And I also started to realize that the less attractive guys should have equal access to a good hole. So I started to rent the better room at BZ and get on all 4's doggy style to let anyone and everyone use me for there pleasure, and therefore giving me the pleasure of their load as well. Sometimes I would turn around to see who was fucking me. Other times I did not. I didn't really care who it was, all I cared about was getting the load. So I quickly established the reputation as the biggest whore of BZ. I think I also intimidated other bottoms in that I established such a following that I was always ensured to get the most dick. So once i became a full-fledged cumdump, I only had a few pet peeves. One being guys that have a hard time getting hard and want to spend 20 minutes trying to get hard because they want to fuck and breed me so bad. I'm a fairly patient guy, so I give them 5 to 10 minutes to get hard and if they still can't i just politely suggest they come back later. Small dicks also don't do much for me, but as long as I get the load, I'm fine with it. So as long as you are not totally nasty and can get hard, my ass is available to breed. I don't care if you are 120 lbs or 400 lbs, hot or not hot, 21 or 65, 5 inches or 12 inches, just give me the load. The problem with some guys at bathhouses is that they are one-time cummers. They cum once, and they are done and ready to leave. So this means there are a certain number of tops that like to "taste test" ass and go around fucking a 1/2 dozen guys or so before giving up the load. That's the most frustrating. While I enjoy good dick, getting the load is my no. 1 desire. This past Friday was one of my top 10 stays at BZ. It started off a iittle slow. I did notice two totally hot muscled up black guys when I first arrived around 12:30 am. Within the first few hours where a 1/2 dozen guys fucked me, they were two of the guys. After that, for the next few hours, things dried up. That's the thing about BZ, you get the guys ready to fuck you in the first few hours you are there, and then there is a period where there are guys who want to fuck, but aren't totally ready yet. They are just cruising around. So I learned the trick. Black guys tend to arrive a little later around 1 or 2 am and stay until 7 or 8 am in the morning. As morning approaches, the guys who know its about time to leave want that one last fuck. So this time, I decided to renew as my time expired at 6:30am. Why did I renew? Because all of a sudden around 6 am, I started getting fucked continuously by guy after guy, mostly black guys. As soon as a guy would leave, another would enter. I counted another 6 guys between 7:30 and 8:30AM alone. Then another 4 guys between 8:30 AM and 9:30 AM. I couldn't leave as long as there were more guys that wanted to fuck and breed me. My door became a revolving door. I was in my glory. The more dick and loads I got, the more I craved. Now that Ive been used at least 20 times, I still wanted more. But as a cumdump, even 50 wouldn't have satisfied me. The more dick I get, the more I want. My appetite increases with each fuck. The intensity and desire for more dick and loads increases as each guy releases their load in me. So I haven't seen Derek in years. As one of my last breeding sessions of the night ended with an intense fuck of load moans, I opened the door, and Derek was anxiously awaiting his turn with this bottom in the VIP room, not realizing it was me. So it was full circle back to where it all started, with Don. His dick still got rock hard like in the old days, but with a little more effort on his part. And he didn't disappoint. He ended up contributing 4 or 5 loads. Derek and I reminisced about how it was he who was the first to cum in me, and I gave him all the cred for starting me on the path to becoming a true cum dump. As I write this, I sit here wishing I was somewhere getting fucked and breeded over and over again. If I was financially well off and didn't have to work, I would take my local reputation nationally to bathhouses and CumUnion and iML parties around the country to because nationally known as one of the most well-known cum dumps in the USA. Oh, and one last thing....one that probably differs me from other cumdumps. I don't refuse guys who use condoms. All guys need good ass. Once they dispose of the condom in the trash in the room before they leave, I then grab the condom from the trash and suck have of it out and scoop the other half out and insert it into my hole. Yes, I'm Detroit's biggest Cumdump and it is the only time I feel like I'm truly me. I've always been a caring and compassionate guy, and at least guys know where to go to on Friday nights to get some guaranteed good as to breed regarding of age, race, looks, weight, my hole is open to all men who need a stress relief. It's my purpose, and I end up being totally fulfilled emotionally and by being constantly reminded each time cum drips down my leg. Now I wish some porn producer would be willing to hire me as a masked cumdump, in a 100 load + video. Unique in that in every fuck, I adjust to the desires of the top and the rhythm of the top to give them some of the best ass they have ever gotten. And a hole that can so naturally adjust to each size dick, to sense the needs of that individual top. A passionate Italian power bottom that doesn't just lay there and get fucked, but one that you can see through his passionate bottoming, that he really wants to be there, and is enjoying every single cock on an equal level. -
We are in Dallas for Texas Bear Round Up. We went on an excursion to Club Dallas as part of the activities. They have remodeled their play area since the last time I was there with a nice play area outside and a smaller, darker maze area. Over the 3 hours of the trip, I spent a fair amount of time in the sling (not all in one setting - I let other cumholes have their turn). The first time, there were a couple of guys who were more into fingering and trying to fist me than fucking although they both did fuck me a little. I had a fresh bottle of poppers, so I enjoyed that quite a bit. Not sure if either of them actually got their whole hand in, but I know it was multiple fingers. I took a break. When I returned, I just wasn't getting any takers. I was getting out of the sling when a young chub stopped me. He was very eager to fuck me, and he did a good job. Then despite my asking for the load, he pulled out and sprayed it all over me. So I was doubly annoyed. I got out, took a shower, and got a drink. Later, I was back in the sling, and I got fucked by a big, tall top who was very verbal. He made me beg for his load. At some point, my husband wandered up, and he got into the verbal action egging on the top and telling him to breed me. After he shot inside me , we were both a sweaty mess. We walked to the shower and cleaned up and made out a little. I decided to check out the pool area. There were a lot of hot naked guys sunbathing and a few playing. I grabbed a drink and wandered around watching some hot sex. Then I decided I wasn't done taking loads and headed back inside. I went into the dark area and since I had come in from outside, I could not see a thing. I felt my way to the sling and climbed in. I figured it was a good place for letting my eyes adjust. At that moment a voice on the PA announced a 30 minute warning for the bus back to the hotel. Almost immediately, a guy stepped up to the sling and slid inside me. He fucked me fast and hard and came quickly. My eyes still had not adjusted, so I have no clue what he looked like. It was all pitch black to me. Soon after, a top who I know from years past at TBRU came by. We had been trying to connect for a good fuck the whole time, but I kept running into him when he was already inside another bottom. He said that it was about time, and he gave me a hard, passionate fuck. He is a tall, stocky Bear with 8 inches of BBC, so I loved every moment. I got up, and we made out for a while. Then I showered and got dressed. There were several other guys who fucked me but did not cum, and one guy who fucked me wearing a rubber. All in all, it was a good day - a dozen cocks in me and 3 loads.
