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Inexperienced large sub 4 (Dom) Top. Cant accom but able to travel daytime only (9am to 3pm). Ideally West London (other areas could be considered - depending on distance) Monday 8th or Tuesday 9th Aug 2022. Open minded and will to try things. Have few limits. Will discuss when u get in touch. Im very tight, so someone who is ok with that.
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Kinky sub bottom in Washington, DC. Looking for an extremely dominant guy who wants to whore me out, use me, and make me his total slut. 37, 5'11, 170, white guy here. Shoot me a message if you're interested.
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I got lucky this week. I fucked and bred 3 holes. 2 holes got multiple loads but 1 got only one. The reason? 2 holes were open. And one of the open holes had 2 loads inside before I slid my cock inside that warm wet hole. As soon as I put my cock inside it slid in with ease. It felt so good sliding back and forth inside him. Needles to say I gave him 3 loads. Same thing with guy number 2. OMG that ass felt like silk. Sliding my cock inside was like heaven. Warm and soft. I never wanted to pull out. I fucked and seeded him at least 3 time but I lost count it felt so good. Both of us moaning in pleasure!. At some point after I had shot a few loads his ass clenched down hard on my cock and squeezed Hard. I'm getting hard just thinking about it. Very shortly after he pulled away and I found out he had shot a huge load while I was fucking him. Third guy got 1 load. He was tight. As I was fucking I was thinking "this kinda hurts." Yes it did feel good but not like the other 2. I shot a load and he left. SO, I say loose ass is much better. Loose ass with cum is even better!
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I had gone to Steam just before midnight on a Friday night. It wasn't that busy and I spent the next 90 minutes cruising around, no one interested or catching my eye so I decided to call it a night. So it wasn't a total bust I checked Grindr when I got to my car and found a message from a headless torso that just said "bb?" I responded "pic?" and he sent a grainy photo I assumed was a few years old. He was really cute so I figured why not, his stats looked good, and I wanted to fuck. He gave me his address and it turned out to be really close to Steam, so I got to his place in a couple minutes. I saw him come down the stairs in a bathrobe and he was better looking than the photo. He opened the door for me an I followed him up the stairs to his apartment. As soon as he got inside he took off his bathrobe and sat down on his couch. He had been completely naked underneath and sported an impressive cock at least 8 inches long. "You okay fucking a cummy hole? I've already taken a load," he asked. I told him yes and immediately took off all my clothes. I went over and stood in front of him and he took my cock in this mouth and started sucking. He blew me for a couple of minutes before I had to go down on his monster cock. It felt so good in my hands and mouth I knew I'd have to get it in my ass as well. I flipped him over so he was doggy style on the couch and started rimming him. I could taste lube and a little bit of cum on his used hole. After rimming him for a minute I couldn't wait any longer so I stood up, spit on my hand and used that to lube my cock. I lined up with his hole and slid easily inside and went balls deep. He moaned as I started sliding in and out of his cummy hole. I fucked him from behind for almost 5 minutes, grabbing on to his hair and shoulders to make sure my raw cock bottomed out each time. He looked over his shoulder and asked me if I bottomed. I told him I did and he pulled off my cock and sat down on the couch. As he lubed up his cock I straddled him on the couch. I positioned the head of his cock at my hole and started sliding down. I had cleaned out for Steam and lubed up a bit, but his cock still felt like it was splitting me open. After working my ass on the head of his cock for about 30 seconds I slid down the rest of his 8 inch bare shaft. I kissed him as I started riding his cock. He felt absolutely huge in me and I knew I wasn't going to be able to be fucked for long. Fortunately a minute later he told me he was about to cum. I told him to shoot inside and a few seconds later i could see cum leaking out of my ass onto his pubes. I started jerking off but he said no, nut in my ass. I lifted myself off him and lifted his legs to my shoulders and plunged my hard raw dick back into his hole. I fucked him for a couple minutes more until I could feel my orgasm building. I told him I was about to cum and he told me to fill him up. I shoved my cock as far up his hole as I could as I started unloading in him. I kissed him and told him I love flip-fucking. After I pulled out of him we showered together and I got his number from him. We hooked up a couple more times after that, exchanging loads each time.
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Yesterday a guy on Growlr said he was a top who liked fucking bears, so he came over, he was short and arabic and pretty cute, but when we got down to it, he was just terrible at sex. Firstly he got lube everywhere, sure some of it went on my hole, but the rest went all over my back, in my hair, my beard, on my face..... which was about as sexy as a brick, he then had this way of hooking his feet around my legs while he fucked me. This would have been ok, if he had bothered to cut his toe nails, but as he had feet like talons, his nails dug into my calves and actually hurt. and on top of that he took ages to cum. He got hard, then soft, then hard, then soft. all teh while he was enjoing himself and saying how horny it was, which it simply wasnt. In any event, I have said I would take his load so I persevered until finally he shot in my ass. I then explained that he had basially burised and scatched and cut the back of my legs and that he should cut his toenails before he fucked anyone else and he left rather deflated. I did keep going and took his load but I really dont get it when guys are so unaware that the person they are fucking is really uncomfortable. Today was much better, a guy who usually bottoms and works in an office a short bike ride from my house said he wanted to try topping, hes a hot furry business guy with a nice thick cock who fucked really well, shot a huge load and said thank you for my ass, and the shower and glass of water he had. He also fucked me anonand only got my name after he bred me which is always much hoter taking cum like that. This one ill ask back. First Pic is bad shag Second pic of hot business guy
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - P'TOWN PARTY WEEKEND PART 7
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Installment number Seven of what was probably the best party weekend of my extensive "career" - back in 2006 in Provincetown. My hubby was in New Hampshire at a 4 day business convention and during those 4 days he was happy for me to do my partying in Ptown , with him joining me after his convention for his much more vanilla style sex. Thursday night my buddy Jimmy hosted a hot orgy for me but had to change Friday's plans for a personal emergency, as did Lou the local candy-man, who had an emergency leaving his assistant "Vice" a straight but hot Portuguese local guy to spend the day pnping with me - along with blond Boston frat boy type Kieran (also staying at the Ranch guesthouse with his supposedly more vanilla husband Charlie), German student Karl the Houseboy and the skinhead Manager Zar. Then an old friend – an Episcopal Priest no less – shows up in time for the party. This amazing weekend took an entire notebook to cover (I've kept sex diaries since I was a teenager) and never before or since has ONE weekend taken up an entire book. So along with me - at the time a 43 year old jock muscle leather guy - Caucasian, blond/blue - we pick up the story on that stormy Friday night after the guesthouse doors were locked and as Charlie was getting his “revenge” that his hubby was loving, the orgy commences. Once again, apologies for the delay. ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - P'TOWN PARTY WEEKEND PART 7 “Hey,” little Seth pointed out, the big guy is getting left out – indicating Tom’s partner Ed, who as bears go was a real grizzly. “Easily solved,” I joked. Having Miles wrap his legs around my back, I stood up while still full in that tight ass (I was still in the shape to do this back then) turned and said to Ed “would you position that please?” Ed held his hard nice sized piece straight up while Karl held poppers under my nose, and I sat down on the big bear’s cock and huge thighs, all while lean lanky Miles was still impaled on my tool. “Are we crushing you?” I asked Ed over my shoulder. His cock pulsed twice in my ass as his deep voice rumbled “Only in the best way man.” More pipe and more clouds ensued while we began the sex in a relaxed casual way. The evening was just getting started. FRIDAY NIGHT: FUCK STORM This grouping in my room lasted about 20 minutes as we all blew clouds and fucked. Miles, after about 10 minutes, asked to switch so he could top, I agreed and he stood up, followed by me, and then Ed stood as well: I looked back at him in surprise. “You don’t want Miles to sit on that?’ I asked. “No offense Miles, you’re a hot little fucker,” Ed replied. “But I am always the top at home – how about you fuck our host, and he fucks me?” “Hell, yeah!” I responded, turning Ed around and pushing his chest onto the bed, leaving his plump hairy butt exposed. Still standing myself, I bent at the waist to dive face first into his crack. Ed had a beautiful hole, and that beefy manly ass was just what I was wanting after a bit of twink overload! I indicated to Tom to pass me the lube and Max Impact, and I felt him slip a crystal into my hand along with the lube. Leaning forward but not letting Lou’s cock out of his hole, Tom held a cloth with the Max at his husband’s nose and mouth and Ed began to suck on the cloth, then moan once I slipped that rock into his manhole with the lube. “Help him have a good time I can’t give him,” Tom whispered in my ear, then sprayed more on the cloth and had me huff. Moving forward, I slipped my cock pretty easily into that daddy-ass and tossed “Come on in Miles, the water’s fine” to the young southern jock twink behind me. I barely said the words when I felt the kid slowly push his pud into my own hole. The three of us started to moan and and throw a wild, rough, hard bumpy standing fuck between the three of us. The rest of the houseboys were actually cheering Miles on and commenting that they had no idea he was such a good top – in the midst of my pleasure, I chuckled a bit thinking things down in the houseboy bunkroom might be a bit different from now on, and that Miles might be really exhausted by the time the season was over. Meantime, Ed’s hole was a delight – big muscular and hairy, plus he was tight from not being topped often but did have some muscle control he used on me quite well. I was really pleased with this start to the evening. Activity continued while this was going on, and little Seth was now riding Vice’s cock while Karl took a spin with Father Frank. That was fun to watch out of the corner of my eye because Karl was actually bigger than the good priest but Frank seemed like even if he were crushed to death, he'd enjoy every second. Seth paused and stood up, saying “Mister J, it’s really stuffy in here and I can’t breathe, can I open…” As he moved toward my window to perhaps crack it or something, a bright white flash followed immediately by a roll of deafening thunder shook us all, and Seth nearly jumped out of his skin, letting out a fightened squeak the rest of us couldn’t help laughing at. Lou piped up, “Leave the window be. Let’s join the others outside, and let me and J-man lock up this room for a bit to air it out.” Amazingly, they all acted right away, getting up, using some wetwipes on various holes and asses, and started to head out. Tom and Ed made me promise to hit their room later, which I was all in favor of. Karl and Seth pulled Vice along with them while Lou and I promised Vice we’d catch up with him shortly. Father Frank had Miles in tow, and from the way Miles was sizing up Franks ass, the kinky padre might have been in for a real surprise… I thanked Lou for getting the guys moving, as I really wanted to indulge in the variety offered out in the rest of the guesthouse. He agreed as we took a couple of puffs before locking away the pipes, and putting caps and tops on lube and such. Lou suddenly said, “You know my man, you’ve done an amazing job with our boy Vice, I can’t believe he’s here doing this and seems totally comfortable with it…”. “It is pretty hot.” I replied. “He’s a sexy guy whose never had any of his girlfriends compliment or appreciate him, and he seems to be open enough to allow himself to try something that most guys like him would consider off limits. He’s a nice guy and he’s been great company today, in all ways.” “I just wish you’d gotten him just a bit further, I gotta tell you the amount of time I’ve dreamt of tapping that fine Portuguese ass of his… so close, but still so far.” I told him I did not want to make Vice do anything he really didn’t want to and that he might just decide to give bottoming a shot if HE was allowed to make the decision after seeing so many guys take it and enjoy it and even crave it. “Just don’t push him, or he might never try it,” I concluded. “I will leave that in your capable hands,” Lou said as we both chugged some Gatorade and locked the door behind us. Both of us needed a piss, hit the bathroom quickly then went off in opposite directions, him up the stairs to the third floor while I wandered down to the first. The two front guest rooms had their doors open, and a fisting scene was going on in one of them, I was beckoned in by a guy I could barely see, and found myself side-by-side with Zar the manager as we sat on a bench working two beautifully open holes in front of us on their knees on the bed. I alternated hands and used all the twisting, slow turning, expanding and internal stroking in my repertoire and it looked like Zar had some damn good skills too. After about 15 minutes or so, the couple on the bed called for a break and Zar told me to follow him down to the staff area to wash the elbow grease and j-lube off. That’s where we found the houseboys Lorenzo and Noah had joined Karl and Seth in keeping our boy Vice entertained, and I chuckled as he mouthed “SAVE ME” while the boys were swarming all over his hot body. Zar and I got some Dawn dish soap and after a few minutes our hands and arms were dry and free of excess lubricants. Zar and the boys and Vice and I were taking a few puffs off of Zar’s monster water bong when the storm outside reasserted itself in rather dramatic fashion. Another huge boom of thunder was followed by a loud crackling sound from outside the building and then another loud BANG as we were siddemly plunged into complete darkness. “That had to be a transformer blowing out on Commercial Street,” one voice said, only to be followed by a muttered “No shit, Sherlock…” Zar was feeling around for his flashlight which he found quickly. And ran to the top of the stairs shouting at the top of his lungs “It’s just a blackout. We get them a lot. Stay where you are for a minute until the emergency lighting comes on, then continue with what you were doing. I repeat, continue with what you were doing once the emergency lights come on!” (It's true, by the way, Provincetown does get blackouts a lot (or it did in the 90s when I lived there and still did in 2006 when this party happened.) Zar came back down the stairs to the rest of us and asked us all to come upstairs so the houseboys could circulate and keep people calm. Personally, I thought most would barely notice the blackout, but better safe than sorry I suppose. Besides I was hatching an idea as I looked up the staircase to the main floor and saw an emergency light on at the landing. I asked Zar if there was one of those on each landing and he replied “of course”. “Then it’s time for our little show, isn’t it?” I smirked at him. “The third floor landing might as well be a stage in this lighting. Let’s take advantage of it…” Zar looked positively wolfish and nodded. I reminded Vice that he was going to help us put on a show, and he was all in except to remind Zar that he wasn’t getting fucked. Zar was fine with that so long as Vice fucked him! We grabbed a few necessary items before leaving the cellar and headed all the way up to the third floor. The landing there was visible from all the doors on the third floor, plus most of the doors on the second floor due to an open area for the stairwell and the fact that the landing was a good sized 5’x5’ or so, with a perpendicular step up on either side to the third floor hallway that was split with two narrow pathways along the stairwell opening until joining again into one wider hall past the floor opening. It was perfect. “Fake them out,” Zar whispered, “you fuck me first then I’ll flip to fuck you. And you,” he squeezed Vice’s cock, “you can fuck whomever is topping or have the bottom suck you or rim you. Yes?” We both nodded affirmatively in reply! Throwing down a thick towel on the landing, Zar got on his knees in the “spotlight” and started growling “Come on Daddy, you and your pet Straight Boy do me right…”. Now down on my knees, I rimmed him for a bit then slapped his butt a few tmes and got him to turn facing one of the single steps so that Vice and I could spit-roast him and everyone could see all three of us, all while Zar continued a loud twisty monologue about Daddy and the Straight Boy. Finally after a few minutes of me munching down on that pale skinny but tasty butt, I was ready, moving up closer behind him and with a touch of the lube we brought, sank my cock into him to the hilt in one maneuver. “Fuck yeah, Daddy, that’s the way, wreck this hole!” By this time, Vice had come around to Zar’s face, knelt, and pushed his cock into the skinhead’s mouth with it’s tongue piercing, saying “That’s MY Daddy, not yours, pig, now shut your trap, start sucking and take that fuck like a man!” If that wasn’t so hot coming out of Vice I probably would have laughed my ass off and lost my stride, but the scene was smoking enough that it just added. I will admit I raised an eyebrow at Vice while Zar hoovered that cock into his mount. Vice whispered “Just sayin the shit they say on all those pornos we watched…”. I covered the bark of laughter I wsnted to let loose by playing up the RP we’d fallen into, nodding and saying out loud. “yeah cocksucker, if you ever want to join my boy and me as another son and brother, you’d best listen to him and me, and be the best whore ever… cause this is exactly where you want to be, am I right? AM I RIGHT??” He briefly pulled off of Vice and said “Fuck yes! Fuck I want to join your family of boys!”. Soon, Vice pulled his cock from Zar’s mouth and standing offered it to me, so I sucked him while I continued pounding hole. I switched Zar onto his back and we shared Vice’s tool between our mouths, then Vice sat on Zar’s face while I commanded him to “Rim that straight ass…” before sucking Vice down my throat. Then Vice pulled away, turned around and got on his knees facing away from me, dropping his hard tool into Zar’s panting mouth and offering me his beautiful ass to eat. “That’s my good boy, giving me his hairy straight ass to eat… That straight ass is mine, isn’t it boy?” “Yes, Daddy! Its yours! Tongue my hole!” While I was super turned on, I have to admit the professional actor in me was thinking, “Damn, the kid’s good, he should consider the Stage…” After a few minutes of this Vice stood (having whispered something to Zar) and came around behind me, dropped and started eating my hole with gusto. “Do it bro,” Zar hissed. “Get Daddy’s hole ready for me!” I thought I heard a bit of a stir from the crowd we had watching, they were totally caught up in our Role Play. Vice tongued me violently as I continued to slam my cock into Zar, until with a roar, I blew a load up his incredibly talented hole. After a minute or so of me catching my breath, I said “Okay, Daddy’s ready boy, prove you are worthy!” I sucked his long thin white cock with the really big P.A. for a minute or two, then stood, grabbed the railings on either side of the stair I was facing and bent my self over while standing. I could see through my legs that Zar was lubing that cock of his up while he tongued my ass a bit. Vice moved around toward my head, and once Zar had inserted the metal piercing and he head of his cock and began sliding into me, Vice got under me and sucked my cock into his mouth getting me hard again! Those watching were groaning and murmuring almost as much as we three were. Vice then got up again and moved back around Zar while lubing his big tool and then pushing it hard into Zar starting us into a threeway standing fuck. Zar was nearly screaming “Yeah, fuck me straight bro, fuck me!” We eventually all sank to our knees where we continued the fuck and Vice’s wrapping his arms around Zar and yanking and tugging at the skinhead’s pierced nipples sent Zar over the edge and unloading into me while a minute or two later, with a “FUCK YEAH”, Vice unloaded in Zar. While panting like dogs on a hundred degree day, we all rolled into a sitting position on the towel while the guys watching hooted and clapped. “Thank you, thank you” I proclaimed in my “traimed theater voice. “Our show is now over. Please go fuck yourselves – in only the best ways possible!” That triggered an actual group laugh and those watching scattered back to their own sexual adventures. “So, guys,” I said. “That was one for the books. Well, Zar, does that make up for a couple of years of us NOT hooking up?” “Damn straight it does,” Zar replied, while Vice snarked “Watch who you’re calling a damn straight…” which just made Zar and I bust out laughing. “Gotta say that was wickie hawt.” Vice continued. “Never thought I’d been part of something like that – you two had me on fire!” “Pleased to be of service,” I replied, holding my hand out to Lou – who appeared out of the shadows somewhere – so that he could help me up. “My goodness,” Lou gushed while bro hugging Vice. “Untapped depths, Yo, untapped depths. Impressed.” Vice just smiled back while we all went to clean up a bit before starting up more adventures – it was barely past midnight, so much more to do!!! -
Today I took a load from an extreemly hot Australian guy who is visiting London with an eye to moving here, he is the perfect picture of a beautful hot cub, drop dead handsome, fit as fuck and with a beautful solid cock. After chatting online and swapping whatsapp details he came over and didnt disapoint, we stripped down and I sucked him hard, he then ate my ass and pushed in, he felt amazing and thick and lovely, at one point I could feel him really holding back and I think he did shoot a bit, but carried on fucking until he really blew a full load deep in my ass, then he pushed the cum in further with his fingers until I shot everywhere. Afterwards he told me his name and thanked me for taking 1.5 loads of his cum and we agreed how hot it was fucking anon and raw. He is here for another 7 days so I hope I get some more of him in me, as much as I can.
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Looking for someone to meet me about 2-2:30 for some fun in vault 139 tomorrow (19th January) must be negative and a bottom. I have big load.
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Background: For all sakes and purposes, I prefer to go by Dom since all boys I end up using end up submitting their bodies to me and crave to serve other men that remind them of me down the road when I’m searching for my next conquest. I’ve been poz for about 2 years and go on meds for most of it until I hit my peak season period where I will take a hiatus and search for a slim twink to corrupt and convert into the bb lifestyle... clouds have always been my pass-time and nothing makes my dick harder than seeing some naive slut obey Daddy’s orders to hit the pipe at first as I light it for them... eventually getting the sexy boy to look up as he takes his first hit... then upgrade him to bongs for bigger hits he can do himself to show Daddy what he’s willing to do to please me. Those cute boys turning 18-19 are prime for the best of life lessons any proud chem pig would want to impose on them for their future sex lives.... lets go with one of the many whores I’ve created...starting with Eric... Part 1. I had always been the horniest right after I had got done with work... beginning the trip home. My pits would be sweaty and I could smell my scent coming through my shirt which gave me a hardon. My balls would be aching knowing I was about jerk my poz 9” thick uncut cock and blow a load all over my sheets, then snap a pic so I could snag another slut to use up on a weekend after feeding them a preview. Loved seeing those innocent eyes light up when they see a huge load. As I got home I did the usual setup, logged onto my hookup apps and sites making sure my latest muscle pics and leather gear was showing. Wasn’t long before I saw a new profile on bbrt.. 18 years old, beautiful smooth slim ass. This twink must have been 5’7” 135lbs, blonde gorgeous hair, and small blonde patch of hair coming out of his underwear in his pic. His second showing his ass with a leg up on the toilet seat as he spread his cheeks open snagging another pic. Was this faggot not out yet? Hiding in the closet craving to show off his cumhole? Average size dildo was on the counter standing up too. Everything in his profile stated Ask Me besides Status: Negative. He looked to be about 8 miles away and had already been viewing my profile. I decided to unlock my pics for him and give him the full view of albums. The puppy twink I pozzed up in the sling after slamming him... looks like a 20 year old howling while I had my meaty fists inside his blown open cunt as I jerked off my cock inside him. “Your cock is huge... not very experienced. Would like to try sucking it and more but can’t do it here. I’d have to travel on a weekend. I’m out of classes for the next week so free to meet. I’ve smoked some weed before so down clouds as well.” - Eric” I glanced over from my computer to the play room where my bong, pipe, points, sling, and FF toys laid dorment until my next trick came over.... this could be my next one. This slut would be getting some clouds alright. “Clean out this evening good and pack a weekend bag with you. Head to this address in 5 hours and ring the doorbell.” I messaged my dealer and told him to make sure my playroom was stacked for a multi-day function. “I got a shower attachment... I’ll be there around 9pm. Where do you want me to park?” I responded back, “Look for the open garage door. You can park your car inside no problem”’ ”I haven’t taken anyone that large before so I may not be able to take it.” I thought hard before responding back and sent the message, “I know, i’m counting on it. Come over.” ”Getting ready, i’ll text before I head over.” I was practically grinning ear to hear. This boy would be parked in my garage with the doors locked. My g laced juice would lighten the mood as I held him under my ripe pits but he’d be too intimidated to comment on the smell.... and once he was offered the pipe...... *sound* my phone buzzed as the dealer said he was enroute to stock my room up well before Eric arrived. He asked if he could stick around cause usually my broken in boys fall into his lap once our session is done. I told him no problem and went to go wash up, this boy would learn to eat out a man’s muscle cunt as well and savor the taste.... my dick pulsed again thinking about it all. 7 o’clock came and Marko (dealer) came by. He seemed pretty energetic and asked if I had any pics of the boy coming. “Oh course, man. Just sent em to you. Don’t come by until after midnight once he’s come undone. I’ll let you know.” He loaded up my box with t, more g, his lube bottle with a gram of t mixed in with it, fisting numb cream, and an extra pipe. My hallmark... once a boy learns to light it. He needs to have a pipe of his own to enjoy the savors of my spoils on his own. He’ll open up to it. The restraints in my sling were adjusted for the boys height, the webcam positioned just right for under his ass of the sling, overhead, and in the bedroom so when I got him to light it up himself, I could record everything and keep it to the faggot in line. Coming back for more or I’d release it to his friends and family. I stopped to glance in my toy drawer and couldn’t help but wonder if this boy would be able to take my massive strap-on hole wrecker of a toy once I had knocked him up and got him flying. Depends how pliable his fuckhole got for me with a few hours work...hmmm. It would be hot to see that pussy blown wide open in his highest state.... lets see what we can do tonight. —- Eric’s bathroom work —- The water felt warm enough. I slipped the shower nozzle inside and began prepping out for the hookup. I just kept thinking of this guy’s huge muscle arms, tattoos all along his sleeve and down his chest. It looked like a snack slightering down to his pubes swallowing a scorpion and tail sticking out. The whole thing gave off wild vibes and I was all for it. I had already given a few guys head and swallowed some loads before. I’m sure this guy would be cool with just some oral play and maybe rimming. He did ask me to clean out though...... can I take that huge dick? My stomach started to feel full and as I sat down on the toilet... I did the glance and everything was clear... a sigh of relief and nervousness hit me and my stomach got intense. As I got in the shower I did one last check by lubing up my finger and slid it in al the way to the second knuckle...nothing. I guess this is it then.... I packed the rest of my bag of clothes, phone charger, I saw a bottle of poppers I had frrom a guy I blew who left it on my bedside and brought it with. Wouldn’t be long till I get there.... here goes nothing. “On my way, how will I know which garage is yours there?” I waited a few minutes which seemed like an eternity for me. “Look for the red lights inside, that’ll be your spot.” *deep breath*.. I texted back, “coming” ——— I saw the sluts final words of acceptance that he’d committed to following through. The rest would be easy. My place is out of town in the woods and no one would hear him no matter how hard he screamed the only 2 houses in this 3 part giant condo house were both full of tweaker pals of mine who never could get enough ass or cock to play with. His screams will just turn them on more anyways. I look forward to this new boy of mine. I put on my leather vest in the playroom, cockring on, jockstrap, and covered up a muscle shirt and shorts. Couldn’t risk freaking the boy out at first sight. I had a few extra jockstraps and clothes from previous boys laid out depending on what I’d want him changing into later. I’m sure anyone would look good on that beautiful neg ass of his. Once that hole was flooded with my seed... fuck....the beast would take over.
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working form home at the moment and a guy im chatting to on sniffies hit me up, hes 21 and quite local, and I am a 51 yr old bear. he says he tops, and usally goes crusing in parks and bathrooms as he lives with his parents. he comes over and I suck him hard and he pushes in no questions asked. Gets very verbal when getting sucked and fucking. Blows his load in my ass, and then remians hard and goes for load two. Blows second load showers and leaves. Messages me two hours later saying "im ok arnt I as I am neg", neg and not on prep, seems he cums in quite a lot of guys in parks and in station and shopping centre toilets. -
What's the best bareback hookup site that is also HIV-friendly right now, that's free, user-friendly, and stuff? I use BBRTS, but seems not many guys know of it or aren't on it. Just wondering if there are one or two more that are as good or even better than BBRTS. Maybe something like adam4adam, only for bareback lovers?
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Two smooth bottoms side by side taking all loads. Door unlocked, darkened room scene. Poz guys to the front. DM me with questions or confirmations.
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I am a Submissive Bottom and will be in the Utica NY area in early May. I will be hosting in my Hotel in the evenings. Would love to chat and see about setting something up before I arrive. I might plan an evening in Syracuse area since only an hour away. Please let me know. -
It was time once again to set my life on a new course. My partner of fifteen years had died. I'd owned the sailboat for 8 years. I'd loved the cottage home we'd renovated and gardens I'd developed but waking each day felt like the past. I needed to start a new future. My French fuck buddy had been after me for years to sail across the Atlantic. He was more than keen to join me for this adventure. Furthermore a younger straight friend was in the process of leaving his marriage and hoping to step into a new opportunity. We spent the next year getting our affairs in order. Finalizing the amicable divorce, selling my house, getting the boat ocean worthy, and studying everything we needed to know about sailing and navigation for a trans-Atlantic crossing. As we began our epic journey sailing Lake Ontario to the St. Lawrence Seaway on a beautiful spring morning I marveled a my sailing mates. Claude, my French fuck buddy was in his mid-fifties, a little paunchy, but quite fit, a rapid smile, gentle spirit, lovely nudist tan and very, very promiscuous. He'd taught me a great deal about cruising and helped me more fully embrace my cum dump tendencies. Joe, my straight friend, was a tall, big framed gentle giant of a man. I had never seen him flustered and he looked so comfortable and at home lazing at the tiller in his kaki shorts and loose button down shirt. The first week of our trip was great weather but a bit awkward as we adjusted to such different and unique people living together in such a confined space. The only sex that week was the night we were docked in Montreal. Claude and I had an all out fuck fest at a local bathhouse. It was such a relief for me to return to the boat with 7 loads in my ass and several swallowed in my guts. Claude had also sucked off a number of guys and fucked even more. He had saved his load to add to the soup mix of cum deep inside me just before we left to head back to get some sleep on the boat. The next morning Claude accompanied me to the marina washroom and fucked one last load into me before what we both expected to be a long dry spell at sea. We established our shifts to man the tiller 24 hours a day and when Joe was taking the overnight shift Claude and I would spoon naked in the v-birth. We were both horny as hell and would often awake with a hardon poking at our ass, but I held off all his sexual advances concerned about what Joe might think. He was bound in such a close space to hear us. One night with Joe at the tiller we were sailing through our first storm.The sound of the wind through the reafed mainsail and the crashing of waves as we sliced through them was quite intense in the v-birth. Before we fell asleep Claude's mouth sucked in my flaccid cock. I checked to be sure the hatch was closed and settled back with my hands behind my head. The warmth of his mouth after eight days of longing felt fantastic as my member swelled and hardened. Claude maneuvered himself around to present his solid 8 inch erection to my mouth and the rocking boat only added to our 69 face fuck. I loved the feeling of his cock plunging past my tonsils only to be pulled back before I choked. Clearly he did as well 'cause it wasn't long until his multi day load was blasting directly into my guts. I love to swallow and gulped for all I was worth. The shifting boat pulled his cock head out to my mouth and I delighted as more ropes sluced across my tongue. I had always loved the taste of his cum and this was no exception. The boat shifted again and he was still blasting deeper than my tonsils directly into my gut. He clearly had built up a huge load and I greedily didn't want to waste a drop. When he was fully spent he asked if I had cum yet. He'd been so taken up with the magnitude of his own orgasm that he'd abandoned my cock with his mouth. When I told him I hadn't he rolled me on my back, pushed my legs over my shoulders, and started to finger fuck my ass while stroking my ridged cock into my own face. By the time he was punch fucking my ass with three fingers I could feel my over full balls churning. I knocked his hand off my cock and took over to masterbate myself. Soon I could feel the cum blasting through my cock, out my cock head and spraying all over my face. I opened my mouth to shoot as much inside as the rocking boat would allow. When I was finished Claude helped me lie flat and enthusiastically helped me wipe the cum from my face and feed it into my hungry mouth. Fully spent we each had the best night sleep so far on our journey. I awoke the next morning to notice the storm had abated and that my morning wood was deep in Claude's throat. He expertly sucked me until I came in his mouth. He moved up to my head and snowballed my load back to me. He's never swallowed preferring to spit it out. With nowhere to spit and knowing full well my compulsion to never waste a drop he planted my load where I could savor it before I swallowed every salty sweet drop of precious nectar. To be continued
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orgy ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - QUEBECOIS FATHER AND SON FF
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Quebecois Father and Son FF One of the kinkiest experiences I ever had took place at a Fisting Party on the Upper West Side a few years back. Jim, a guy I played with occasionally - but only when his very vanilla partner was out-of-town or occupied - asked if I would go to a leather party with him located near his place. He thought the scene might be a bit much for him alone, but that if I was along, he'd fit in better. Sounded good to me, so with some leather already on, we carted the rest over 3 blocks in our bags, we rang the apartment, and were greeted at the front door by the host, a guy I'd seen at some pnp get-together's before. Our host, Earl was a 40ish stocky, shaved black man, already in harness and ass-less chaps. (I should mention Jim is a tall, thin white guy, very pale with lots of dark hair all over and a long skinny cock). We stripped in a foyer and added some additional leather from our bags – I loaned Jim a vest, leather jockstrap, leather cockring and armbands, and a leather ball cap to go with his construction boots; while I was in chaps, codpiece, harness with chrome cockring, bicep bands on both arms, engineer boots and motorcycle cap. We passed through a blanket hung up like a curtain to enter the main part of the apartment. The main room was set up dungeon style, with two slings, a couple of weight benches, two rim seats and leather or rubber drop cloths over the floor and furniture. There were several lube stations complete with j-lube, crisco and elbow grease, and on a raised table at the far end of the room, several bongs and pipes already loaded. A sharps container rested below the table. Earl, our host had recognized me from other gatherings as well and told me to go get cloudy and “do your usual thing and help get these guys started”. I wondered if my friend Jim realized this was a party with a distinct focus on fisting? Fortunately, my nails were all trimmed. I looked around seeing about 6 or 7 men there already, all age groups, body types, and ethnicities. Jim spotted an old buddy he’d not played with in years and went over to chat. Two guys in latex gear I’d never seen before waved me over to the sheet covered sofa they were sitting on, indicating the large water-bong they were using. Smiling, I came over and they split apart so that I would sit between them. Handing me the pipe and the torch, a melted the product and took a huge hit, held it, then slowly released a huge cloud, one of the guys murmured “mon dieu” as I sighed “Thanks, I needed that…” I told them my name, and they introduced themselves as Claude and Didier. “A pleasure gentlemen, now who wants a shotgun?” The older one Claude didn’t get that but the younger Didier did and indicated his mouth. I took another big hit, held it while giving the pipe and torch to Claude and met Didier’s mouth and exhaled the hit to him while our tongues played a bit. Didier blew out the cloud then indicated Claude with his head, I turned and Claude was in the midst of drawing a large hit himself and with his finger indicated I should come closer, and passed me the smoke in a shotgun. A few more minutes of sharing and blowing clouds and a few more comments and I told them I had to ask two questions, and the indicated to go ahead. “First question. Quebecois?” as I looked back and forth between them, “Yes,” responded Claude, “most Americans would have gone for French first.” I said, “Nah, the accent is different, and you’re both taller than most Frenchmen.” “Second question?” asked Didier with a smirk, noticing how I kept looking from one to the other, obviously scrutinizing them and curious. Both were olive-skinned white guys with a tan, tall, with dark hair on their heads, in Didier’s beard, and nicely scattered on the parts of their bodies that weren’t covered by their matching latex singlets. Average bodies, not gym rats like I was at the time. Long fingered hands, large long feet. And most curious, both had green eyes. “Second question then,” I started. “You two look a lot alike. I mean REALLY a lot as if you were brothers, which would be hot enough to me, but the age difference is too much. Trust me, I won’t be freaked out, I’d be turned on, so how exactly ARE you two related? Or is the fact you look alike the greatest coincidence of all time?” Claude looked around a bit, half concerned, half amused and said simply: “I’m his father”. “Oh shit that’s hot…” I whispered. “Seriously?” They both nodded and laughed at my facial expression. “Damn that’s hot” I repeated. “Not everyone thinks so,” Didier responded as we all looked around “even in a situation like this.” They promised to tell me more after we’d played a bit – they wanted to double team me and I was more than happy. I told them I had to find out more about this, just as the host was passing out loaded points. I looked around to see if Jim was cool with everything and caught him getting his cough and holding his arm over his head after his old buddy slammed him. Jim winked and gave me the thumbs up then started snogging his friend. Earl reached us at that point and asked if I were bumping or pointing that night, remembering I was the guy who always had to drive home. “Didier’s a home health aid in Montreal, he’s really a good admin,” Earl indicated. Since I had a particularly long block of time to play with this event starting in late afternoon, I gsve a nod. Earl was right, Didier was quick and efficient, and I was still finishing my cough when I heard Claude’s similar reaction from doing himself behind me, followed by Didier’s own launching into the stratosphere. The three of us got into a hot make out session of rough 3-way kissing before the two of them each sunk their mouths onto my nips – Claude particularly was turned on by how big they were (or so it seemed from the things he was muttering as he sucked, bit and tongued them). Our hands were all roving all over each other – I was tweaking their nips, jerking their soft but very long cocks, and fingering their hot holes. I was in the center of the couch and both of them got on their haunches on either end of it, their faces meeting over my cock, which they proceeded to lick, kiss and suck, intermittently kissing each other and sucking the other’s tongue. Between watching an honest-to-God father and son share my cock while they made out, and the little blue wonder I’d taken earlier, my cock was rock hard shortly. While they blitzed out on cock sucking and kissing each other I was slipping my fingers into their two hungry holes. I stood up from the couch, and for a few minutes,one rimmed me while the other continued sucking me, and then they switched. Soon I was on the floor in front of the couch, the two of them together in the center with their touching legs overlapping, leaning back with legs raised and holes exposed. I went back and forth rimming one while fingering the other, then switching while spending a while as well on each of their long, uncut ‘saucissons’. For some reason, I found the Dad’s hairy hole a bit more exciting, and the son’s cock more compelling, though telling the difference was a bit tough, as Didier was truly a chip off the old block almost identical to his father Claude. Their cocks got only semi-hard and were mostly soft at this point, but they did get hard later in the event. Unlike most of the pnp parties I’ve been to before or since, this one was unusual in that guys either paired or trio-d up at the beginning and pretty much played with the same guy or guys for most of the evening – though cheered on and watched by the other groups. There was a bit of a “round robin” as all of us fisted the host as he lay back in one of the slings. Then the other sling was free and Claude, Didier and I moved over to use it. It was very hot, when Claude lay back in the sling while the thinner Didier, with the assistance of two solid blocks on either side of the center of the sling straddled his father with their cocks and chests rubbing against each other and two beautiful holes presented to me. For a few minutes, I fucked each of them, bending my knees to access dad, and up on my toes to access the son. Since this was a fisting party (much to Jim’s surprise apparently, though he seemed to be doing well over by the fuck bench, with his arm way up his buddy’s chute while sitting on a large dildo up his own hole. I started playing with both holes and worked on opening them up Didier hopped up to go get the bong while I worked his Dad’s inner paradise – he got handed a bottle of poppers from the guy in the next sling and took a huff as four of my lubed fingers spread and turned in his hole. Didier put the stem of the bong to Claude’s mouth as he took a huge hit and blew a few huge clouds. Then he brought it to me and held it (both my hands and forearms were covered with j-lube so I sure couldn’t hold it) and let me take some hits – he did a few shot-gunning his dad on the last one as Claude’s hole inhaled my whole hand past the wrist. Didier had put the bong back and returned, rimming me a bit as I worked his dad’s hole and using a vibrating plug on my hole. I worked Claude’s hole for a while, thrusting, turning pulling almost all the way out, and after a bit, Didier added a few of his fingers alongside my wrist inside his dad. Claude needed to break, and after we checked that no one was waiting for it, Didier got in the sling. Started the same, opening him up, Claude brought the pipe, we all clouded while I used my fingers to stretch the kid’s fuck-hole. A hit of poppers and my hand shot in. Claude sucked my cock and played with my ass as I got further into his son’s core. Eventually he got on all fours under the sling and with me kneeling on the pillow while working his son’s hole, Claude backed on to my cock. I fucked him (gently to be fair) until Didier started demanding I pound them both. The fisting and the fucking got more energetic, I even got some punch fucking of Didier in before a break was called. We all went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and they began to tell me their story (which I was DYING to know). As they spun their tale to me, we finished washing up and headed back to the couch with a newly refilled bong. I had wondered how this all started and who approached who. It seems son had approached father – seems Claude’s wife and Didier’s mother had started being distant and abusive to Claude and was diagnosed with Early On-set Alzheimer’s. This was 5 years prior when Didier was 19, and Claude 41. Claude was thrust into care-giver mode, and his sex life dwindled to zero, while his libido was still quite healthy leaving him horny and depressed. He was, however, still faithful to his wife and thought a mistress or a prostitute wouldn’t be right, even though his wife could no longer return his feelings. Meanwhile, at McGill his son had discovered the joys of not only gay sex, but gay chem sex. He also saw how miserable, lonely and depressed his father was. Claude had even brought up to Didier when he was visiting home one night after they’d had a few beers, that he was so horny but could not imagine cheating on his wife with another woman. That hatched a plan in Didier’s head. Reminding his father that he needed to break sometime, he got his Claude to hire an Aide for an entire four-day weekend while he went downtown and visited his son in his apartment at McGill. Utilizing the sports therapy massage skills he was already learning – plus a judicious use of some G in a sports drink, Didier got his father in a very relaxed, horny and calm mood. “You roofied your Father?” I burst out. Claude shushed me and told his son to continue. While massaging his recumbent naked father, Didier not only came out to him, but proposed that he would be happy to be the solution to his father’s sexual dilemma – not being female, he suggested that’s not really cheating. Between the G and the skin-to-skin contact and Claude’s overwhelming horniness, he told his son he could see some logic in that, but really wasn’t sure. Assuring that he had ways to help Claude decide, Didier pulled out a glass pipe, filled it with tina, and popped some bareback gay and bi porn on the TV and computer. Even though Claude claims he never really thought about or fantasized about having sex with men, the seduction worked. Soon son was blowing his dad and getting fucked by him and as more time and T went by that weekend, Claude started sucking his son and being fucked himself. He totally fell for chemmed gay sex, and by the end of the weekend a couple of Didier’s buddies had joined in. After that, Didier came home at least a couple of times a week – and since his Dad was already sleeping in his son’s room so the Aides could take care of his wife in the master bedroom, it didn’t arouse much suspicion when Didier and Claude would spend the night together in the same room, and though they also got high frequently, the did their best to keep it really quiet! Eventually the wife lost all memory and abilities and was moved to an institution for round the clock care, at which point Claude moved into Didier’s apartment which was closer to the extended care hospital than his original home, and allowed father and son to continue exploring their pnp limits. Both of the men being ass-infatuated, fisting naturally followed. Though both were versatile, both actually preferred bottoming, Claude even more so than Didier. Depending on the gay crowd you were with, they were either the scandal or the darlings of Montreal. Having hydrated, cleaned up and re-upping our high, we blew a few last clouds and got back to hole play. They got on their knees on the couch and we did a “Chariot Race” with me having an arm up each ass, fisting them simultaneously while they kissed and made out like crazy. One would fist the other while I either fucked them from behind, or fisted them, and again, they’d switch. I was fucked by both of them when they got hard finally and they helped me open my hole with toys, fingers, plugs and an anal pump. We’d break and shower off a bit, then return to the party room to have a rim circle and blow a few clouds. After they each slammed again, I was able to fist fuck Didier with two hands, then pulled one out as his father put his hand in with mine. I did the same with Claude, only with him I could have both hands in and Didier slipped one of his part way in as well. Astonishing… especially when Didier whispered in my ear “and to think, not long ago that chempig was a straight married guy… technically STILL married”. I almost shot hearing that! We played for 11 hours and I had to get going, thanking our host many times and offering to kick in for the favors, which he refused. I bid farewell to my hot Quebecois pervs, hoping I’d see them again (never did, unfortunately). Jim walked me out as he was heading home as well. He was really glad he came but didn’t think he’d do it again – he thought he “went too far” and was concerned if he did this too much, sex with his vanilla partner would pale too much. And, he added, it was a bit too much for his own limits. “Were those guys you were with REALLY father and son?” he asked. I nodded, “yeah on one break they took out their passports, they sure were.” “I don’t know,” Jim replied. “That’s kinda hot, and kinda sick to me… I guess I’m just not as debauched as you are…” I gave him an elbow to his ribs and hopped in my car, parked in front of his place on W85th. “Nah,” I said as we both laughed and he headed to his building. “But you WANT to be!”- 21 comments
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This is a long story so I will post it in parts. I post it under fiction, but most of it is true except the later parts... which in just over a month may also be true. So read it and enjoy. Comment if you want. And "John, (or anyone who fits the part) if you read this, let's start planning. Part 1 “A Day of Magic! A Night of Thrills!”. That is what my ad read on numerous hookup sites. My wife was going out of state for a couple of weeks on a trip to help a sick relative. It was a bad time of year for me to take off, so I was staying home. I could not believe my luck. I was going to have some days and nights to play. So my ad went to all the hookup sites I knew of. I had posted ads in the past with limited success, so when she booked her flight 2 months in advance I put ads out there as soon as I could so hopefully with 2 months I could weed through the fakes and find some worthwhile responses. But first I guess I should give a bit of background. I am a mid 50’s Bi male. It took a few marriages but I finally found the perfect woman for me. She is beautiful and wonderful in all ways. But due to things beyond her control, sex is very painful and if you love someone why would you want to inflict pain on them? So I assure her that it is no problem and I am okay with no sex. And on the surface I am totally happy with no sex. We work and stay active and do lots of fun things. BUT I am a very sexual person. Masturbation is a once (or more) a day activity. I usually get home from work a couple of hours before my wife during the week which gives me plenty of time to surf the net, watch porn and masturbate without her knowledge. In my past I have had gay experiences. Since I was a teenager I have always been extremely sexual. My hormones rage and control me. I have always been committed to whatever woman I have in my life, but if my sexual being is not totally satiated… well women want to be wined and dined and spend time and money on them for weeks and then maybe you will get some… men just want SEX. Now I am equally comfortable as either a Top or Bottom. But let’s face it … with a 5 - 5½ inch cock how much of a Top am I going to be? Well I happen to love the sensations available in my ass… so what is wrong in being a bottom? So here I am… a guy with no sex at home… no desire to seek out another woman (not that they don’t turn me on but remember they want to be wined and dined.) … not averse to gay sex… enjoy anal play… the perfect combo … except … concern about HIV. My gay experiences began in my 20s with a guy paying me to suck my cock. After maybe 10 years I sucked a cock myself. Many years later I was fucked for the first time (with people watching which excited me to the max). So just call me an opportunistic gay. IF I am getting sex from a woman, I am straight… If not… give me the opportunity… then fuck my ass. LOL So YES I have enjoyed MM play. Although anal play has been fairly limited due to my concern about HIV. But a few years ago I was suffering from a medical condition. I was taking some heavy duty pain medications. One night, being horny, I stopped by a local gay resort. I was taking my pain meds, and had a few drinks. I ended up walking into a room where an orgy was going on and I ended up being fucked by several guys. But as high as I was on my meds, drinks and poppers I insisted on SAFE sex. But since that night, the idea of BARE sex has been a permeating thought in all of my encounters. I had a friend, whom I would hook up with on occasion. He was married and played safe as well so he and I played bare when we were together, but his cock was too fat and I could not take it when I was sober. If I ever had the opportunity to get totally wasted I knew I could have taken his entire cock, but the opportunity to get totally fucked up when I was with him never occurred. Over subsequent years these experiences permeated my thoughts and fantasies. I began to actively seek out websites that catered to bareback sex, which eventually brought me to sites where bug chasing was described. I will be honest… in the beginning I thought “Are you guys fucking crazy?”. But as time went on I began to think “I am fucking crazy” as the thought of bug chasing and being infected began to turn me on. What if I had not insisted on condoms that night at the gay resort? Were any of those guys POZ? One of the guys had tried to talk me into going bare, but I begged him to put on a condom. He started with a condom, but he pulled out completely a few times and then went back in… and honestly I was so fucked up, he could have slipped the condom off at anytime. Did he cum? YES. In a condom or in my ass? Honestly I have no clue as I was totally fucked up and never thought to check the condom and there was so much lube from multiple guys entering me I had no clue if it was lube or cum leaking from my hole. But the thought he might have shot into me bare has been a masturbation fantasy ever since. I found myself actively watching bareback sites. In the beginning, when I would be out of town for work I would post ads and invite guys to my room. But I always played safe. Using the excuse I was not cleaned out, I kept the encounters to oral, J/O, or sometimes anal but with a condom. But what I really desired was a hard throbbing bare cock shooting deep inside my ass. I began actively seeking out bareback sex websites and video. The more I found, the more excited I got. Gay sex became my major masturbatory fantasy … okay BAREBACK gay sex. If I found a gay video on-line and began watching it and I saw the guy wearing a condom, I would immediately stop watching it and look for something else. I wanted to see it bare and raw. I loved to have a few drinks ahead of time and as I watched the videos and jerked off, I loved to grab my poppers and get a good buzz. As I watched the videos, I imagined the Top being POZ. And YES the risk of HIV began to become a huge turn on. I began actively searching out risk and HIV infection information, and stories. Was the idea of becoming infected exciting? No… it was FUCKING HOT! When I traveled out of town overnight for work I always carried a big bottle of vodka. After checking into my room I would pour a drink, then post ads hoping to find hookups. Then I would clean myself out and shower. The rest of the night I would spend nude, drinking, watching gay bareback porn and responding to emails hoping to find guys to come to my room. Once I had potential partners I would begin doing poppers and drinking more. If they weren’t fakes and did come to my room, I wanted to be fucked up. Why? Because maybe if I was high enough, I would be un-inhibited enough to let them fuck me bare. Early in the evening I would ask potential partners their status. But as I drank more and hit poppers I made the conscious decision not to ask. I knew I should, but I didn’t want to know. It would be easier to accept a bare cock if I didn’t know than to willing take one I knew was POZ. As I browsed profiles of guys on-line I would get a tingly if they said they were POZ. The signs were there. I saw myself getting into riskier thought patterns. I saw myself making more risky decisions and participating in riskier actions. Actions speak louder than words. So I could say that the idea of seeking out or actively pursuing POZ loads is crazy. But my actions were hinting to the exact opposite. But let’s be honest, there is a big difference between thinking about it, jerking off as you fantasize it, and actually accepting that POZ cock when it is dripping and poised at your hole. I used to think I was alone, but the more I searched, I found out that there were many out there just like me. They thought about it, it turned them on, but not knowing how to get over that final roadblock. I have seen many seek the route of using drugs or alcohol to lose the inhibitions, but I have seen others who say if you need alcohol or drugs, you are not ready. I can understand both sides. But I offer the following: You are afraid to fly. You know you are afraid to fly. You know that it is an abnormal fear. You would love to be just like the millions who fly every day. Your doctor prescribes a tranquilizer to help you with the fear of flying. A tranquilizer and a couple of drinks and you are able to get on a plane and take a flight. It all comes down to: are you willingly making decisions, fully aware of the consequences of the decisions, and given a choice making decisions. Yes, I agree drugs and alcohol reduce inhibitions and we may make decisions we shouldn’t while under the influence, but IF we drink or take drugs, FULLY aware AND THINKING when we do that “If I do this, I am going to possibly make decisions and do things maybe I shouldn’t”… Is this not the same as saying “I am going to get totally fucked-up so when the hot POZ guy wants to shove his cock in me, I will let him?"
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