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I have been to a few IMLs, but I never seem to crack the glass floor into the underground. Where are the good parties at? Give me some hot unhibited fuck parties!!
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I'm hosting a new monthly bareback, fisting and piss party in London. I'm hiring a dungeon and guys invited share the cost (£15 each). First one early March and dungeon already booked for April and May. Message me for more details. Dave
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I'm thinking of coming up to Chicago this weekend if I can get a room at the Heart O Chicago. I would set my sling up in room. Could visit MansCountry or Steamworks. I'm just looking to be fucked good and bred!!!! I don't want to be wasting any cum at all. I will post again if I sure go. I need some good and hard fucks with cum dumped into me. I will be sucking cocks clean when they pull out. Let's hook up studs!!!!!
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We are a small group of men who have gotten together for various play parties, hotels, bathhouse, gloryhole, etc. Since we advertise on Craigslist and they now use the anonymous email system, there is no real way to re-invite without putting an ad out again.. and honestly, most of the flakes tend to come from Craigslist. So if you are interested in future invites, please sign up on our googledocs spreadsheet. We DO NOT SHARE THIS LIST ANYWHERE. It is merely so we invite you to the type of parties you are interested in https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1SF7MNwuxraHrXt6htwbEXHUbOxm6x51tlHlLHnO_TCw /viewform?usp=send_form If you aren't interested, don't worry, you won't hear back from us unless you answer a future ad. If you are interested, or have friends that would be, share the link above. All it asks is for your email address and interests (Hotel, Bathhouse, Kink, fucking parties, etc) Rules for all our gatherings regardless of location is NO DRUGS (poppers are ok), NO ATTITUDE (play with whomever you want, however you want, but be polite when declining or your future invites are gone), NO PICTURES. (We have taken pictures before, and those that consent we've used on the ads, but unless we specifically say it is ok at an event, assume it is not.) Hope to hear from you soon! Direct email - fungatherings@gmail.com Sites we have advertised our parties on before: www.asspig.com (Fisting) www.barebackrt.com (self-explanatory) www.craigslist.org (general hookup) www.hotcigarmen.com (Cigars)
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Hungry , masc, bottom looking for breeders to mount, breed, seed, every drop possible, will beg for more till drained dry, can last for hours, bring your buddies, want to pleasure all that want a cum dump to fill up. more pics if wanted, masc, hry btm, aim to please , always.
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Heard for years that Palm Springs has the best sex parties for BB and FF... but where/how does one find the details?
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One personal motto, words I live by, is a quote by James Clavell: “How beautiful life is and how sad! How fleeting, with no past and no future, only a limitless now.” A bit morbid perhaps, but the man has a point: now is all we have, now is beauty or pain you will never see or feel again, just as you’ll never swim in the same river twice. Tomorrow is a hope that may or may not be rewarded. That, in a nutshell, is why I seroconverted; not by accident, a matter of deliberate choice, at a time and place of my choosing. Bugchasing is the generally used term, inadequate to the questions behind the act, the borders it draws and choices it makes possible or necessary. The only accidental factor common to us all at this writing, in 2014, is the one of living in the era of the virus; there was a time before, presumably there will be a time after. The question it poses today is how much power we give it, how broadly its dominion of fear is allowed to extend; to what degree we let it wither what love we may find, to cripple our souls. Not for me. The stereotypical condom break, or a youthful indiscretion gone awry, some meaningless accident were for long, too long, all I saw in my future. Long before I took up what we, inadequately in my view, now call barebacking. The implication is of the practice as something new, therefore in need of new language; it’s not. Raw is a default to the historic norm. Normal. Two men using antiquated birth control does sound rather odd, doesn’t it? So I pre-empted the inevitable, and still jack off to the memory to this day. I traded a slightly longer life for one shorter but painted in more vivid colors. My answer need not be yours, but it is simple: I have sex with no protection for either party, receptive sex mostly, am HIV+ as well, and those, my kind sir, are the terms of engagement. If you don’t like them, by all means and Godspeed, this not being a negotiation, go find some other man to fuck. My life, on my terms, by my rules, Honi Soit Qui Mal Y Pense. And I know there’s a price to pay, nothing worth having is ever free. Meanwhile I savor the sheer gorgeous beauty of every day. Almost continually I discover something new and dazzling here in this greatest of cities, in the unmapped landscapes of the soul, in the wonder that is the male body. I don’t have sex nearly as often as people believe – call it the marriage penalty – when I do, it tends to be spectacular. If it’s public, about even odds there, likely something more, a spectacle. Think theatricality with a chemical booster shot. Some people treat sex as mystical, a sacrament of sorts, or in the inverse as a form of statistics, almost an athletic competition; this number of loads taken or given, that figure of inches, yards or nautical miles of dick they’ve had. I don’t, nor need to after having won a competition like that decisively, but mainly because numbers don’t matter. The wonder of male flesh, of another body as near as can be, mine in that moment as completely as mine is his, I find always fresh, a new form of beauty under heaven, unique. No two are alike. Once is usually it for me; I don’t as a rule fuck my friends, or befriend my fucks. But enough philosophy, let’s get to the fucking, shall we? Saturday's man and myself wound things up by pounding ass after extended mutual chem piss swap, some of which somehow leaked all over the rubber sheets; thought I'd seen it all, done it all, but nope, never been fucked in a puddle of the warm chempiss I’d just fucked into a guy. It was glorious. So the weekend was already a success halfway through, new things discovered after decades of man on man sex, fifteen years or so of them raw in New York. You’d think no debauchery could possibly be new. I went home, crawled into bed with my husband, to sleep and with luck to dream. Sunday dawned in quiet contentment, bright blue air as far as the eye could see, the metropolis a silver field, steel flames under the new sun. I had a date, if that’s the right word, one I expected to be a matter of some delicacy; the man in question a lovely human being in my brief experience, nonetheless a new acquaintance made in unfortunate circumstances. I’d see him that afternoon, and to be entirely honest, had no idea of what to expect. Started out haltingly, a bit awkward as we sniffed each other out; so to break the ice and because it’s what’s done, we helped ourselves to what seems to be the illicit refreshment of choice these days. Slammed crystal meth, that is. Astonishing really how widespread the practice is these days in greater pigdom. Slamming crystal two days in a row is not normal for me, let alone habitual; but given the perceived awkwardness (likely extant only in my head), not a bad way to move things along. By experience the first rush is hole-with-ears time for yours truly; my host meanwhile had or rather has cheekbones like something carved on Olympus, attractiveness factor high and definitely well within fuckable range, so I’d probably blow him, a little of this, a helping of that, we’d fuck for a while and then (as it ever goes) chat about the world at large. These things do have a certain established and comforting routine. Meanwhile, let me go suck that dick. Wrong. What few people know and only slightly more deduce from my carefully crafted public presence is this: there's a part of me that wants to shed the glittering façade, take a breather from the effort at least occasionally, and morph from dom to sub. It almost never happens; believe me, I’ve tried. In the shadow of my public front, secure behind the confident exercise of command, there’s a little boy with the scars of having been hurt a few times too many. He may have become an adult, grown that hard protective shell, polished it into a splendid distraction, it remains heavy. The right man could break through possibly, be a dom to the sub that’s in here somewhere, make the little boy feel safe. I wasn’t even sure what that would feel like, look like, just that I wanted it. Good thing then that blowjobs aren’t apparently a particular talent. But over there are some restraints. Why not give it a go, role play time? Say, daddy/boy. Daddy I can’t tolerate, having lost my father as a child; all my masculinity wasn’t learned by paternal example, it was created by will on a foundation of pain. But something like a daddy, yes. And so the games began; as a guest, I tend to oblige my host. Good manners aren’t optional in my world, and very much include ‘your house, your rules’, as binding in palaces as it is in tar shacks. Games meanwhile are games, that I find them a bit silly is no reason not to observe basic decorum. Decorum in this case translating as lying tied up on a bed, legs suspended in the air, ankles secured by rope. A collar around my neck too, while he became Sir and I was designated to play Sir’s boy, one expected to be humble and obedient; not the arrogant pretty boy of noble birth, by right the inevitable center of attention in flashy clothes and the this-world-is-mine walk you need on the runways of Milan or London. Hard to swagger down much of anything when your ankles are tied halfway to the ceiling. So there I was naked and bound, helpless and high, and halleluia, about to get my tail done. I’d liked him from the first meeting, mind you, sex was on the agenda, and so far, we were in unusual but still familiar terrain. It was a game, right, playing pretend? And then something clicked, as if a switch had been flipped. It wasn’t a game or even play, required not acting, but becoming. I’d get fucked either way, but what if I gave in and went to that place he was leading us to? Surrendered to him? Could I trust him? On pure instinct, I did. I became that boy, was that boy, wanted to be nothing but that boy, his boy, to visit for a while in a simpler world ruled by a will stronger and gentler than my own, to accept that will eclipsing mine. To give up control, because doing so was safe. The desire alone was intensely erotic, powerfully seductive, and where the mind goes, the body must follow. Into submission, not by coercion, by the greater power of desire. Understanding came what being used really means, serving as the vehicle of another man’s pleasure. Being used requires being chosen. It is the immense thrill of giving pleasure. Understanding came also that surrender is an embrace, not a defeat. It was a tender embrace, and he was ready. His mouth came down, breathed into mine, back and forth, breathing together as one linked organism. God gave life to Adam by the same act. His breath flowed into my lungs as his body was already penetrating mine, hard flesh gently probing, easing in, slowly going deeper and deeper still; less intercourse than taking possession. And I wanted to be taken, needed to be taken; no matter that he’s huge, and it hurt, for a while; the flavor of hurt the language terms sublime to distinguish it from pain. This was not bondage, degradation or duress; it was liberation. Tied up, shackled, I was free. The gentleness of the act, the trust he asked for and protection he promised were overwhelming fact, something primal, elements of a hierarchy extant in half-forgotten memories of an older, feudal age of man, Droit du Seigneur. That thing I’d wanted for so long. Call it fucking if you will, just know that the word is insufficient, too shallow, properly attached to the powerful man writing this; the boy is a different, gentler creature, was glad to know that use gave purpose, rendering a grateful tribute for the tender kindness of it all, led gently to a place he didn’t know. Not just an effect of the indescribable sensation of this living, breathing man, vital and alive on top of and inside me; he knew what I wanted, desperately needed, better than I knew myself. I gave him pleasure, I hope, he gave that scared little boy deep in me an opportunity to come out in the light of day. Not humiliation, but humbling? Absolutely. I know that he climaxed, not whether he did so in me. One can only hope; it would be small payment for an experience beyond price.
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Going to Midtowne Spa saturday night to take as many loads as I can... anyone else going?
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Just found this forum and loving it so far. I am RedPigSon on BBRT as well. Always looking for kinky fuckers for the Fun Gatherings group. We are a free group, just really a mailing list to advertise sex parties and bathhouse gatherings. We are a small group of men who have gotten together for various play parties, hotels, bathhouse, gloryhole, etc. Since we advertise on Craigslist and they now use the anonymous email system, there is no real way to re-invite without putting an ad out again.. and honestly, most of the flakes tend to come from Craigslist. So if you are interested in future invites, please sign up on our googledocs spreadsheet. We DO NOT SHARE THIS LIST ANYWHERE. It is merely so we invite you to the type of parties you are interested in https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1SF7MNwuxraHrXt6htwbEXHUbOxm6x51tlHlLHnO_TCw /viewform?usp=send_form If you aren't interested, don't worry, you won't hear back from us unless you answer a future ad. If you are interested, or have friends that would be, share the link above. All it asks is for your email address and interests (Hotel, Bathhouse, Kink, fucking parties, etc) Rules for all our gatherings regardless of location is NO DRUGS (poppers are ok), NO ATTITUDE (play with whomever you want, however you want, but be polite when declining or your future invites are gone), NO PICTURES. (We have taken pictures before, and those that consent we've used on the ads, but unless we specifically say it is ok at an event, assume it is not.) Hope to hear from you soon! Direct email - fungatherings@gmail.com Sites we have advertised our parties on before: www.asspig.com (Fisting) www.barebackrt.com (self-explanatory) www.craigslist.org (general hookup) www.hotcigarmen.com (Cigars)
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It's my birthday on 18th April and coincidentally Hard On is on. I thought since I've never been in a sling in a club I'd get that one out of the way and wondered if I could get 40 guys to fuck me. All loads taken. Ideally with a top to oversee proceedings (and keep score on my chest). If you're interested get in touch. Spencer
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Total bottom seeking hot loads. Any loads, just love having cum fucked into me. Need cum in my hole bad.
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24 y/o dude here in DFW area looking for other nasty pigs that would be up for giving me an STD. Fucking turned on by herpes, gono, syph, etc. POZ here and also love getting my ass recharged with high VL nut. Nothin gets me fuckin hotter and more horned up that the whole STD thing. So, if you have something you'd like to share, hit me up ASAP. I can host or travel. Don't give a fuck what you look like, your age, etc.... just lookin for nasty STD loads.
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Young Bb British Bttm Taking All Loads All Weekend (1-4Th May )
Guest posted a topic in Palm Springs
Young 24yo BB British Bttm taking ALL loads ALL weekend at Motel 6, near Warm Sands Staying at a motel, parking outside, door open, hole in the air, looking to take ALL and ANY loads. Prefer guys ANY age, MUSCLE, JOCK, TWINK, BODYBUILDER, MUSCLE BEAR, DADDIES, PORN STARS, ESCORTS, STRAIGHT. Fuck and go cool, *** I prefer 1 on 1 ***, discreet/anonymous, but also open to longer sessions, gang bangs, 3 sums, vanilla to sleaze. ALL LOADS MUST GO IN MY ASS! Medicated, unmedicated, toxic loads. Whatever you've got shoot it deep It's listed under parties on BBRTS for Palm Springs -
Slut, 43, from Belgium. I will be in Cologne / Köln from 17 till 20 april 2015. Looking for real dates with nasty parTy PIGS and tips.
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Okay guys... where can three horny bottoms get filled with cum in the Yucatan?!?!?
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I'll be staying with my partner on the first weeks of May, we'd like to know good parties for bb you guys would recommend, on NYC or brooklyn (williamsburg) are there any codes or something we should be aware? thanks!
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planning first visit to canada and its Montéal end of March - start of april. Any information to help a middle age, irish, shy guy find some fun...
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Breed Hole @Slammers - This Sat 1/11/14, 11pm onwards. I'll be in a sling taking all loads. Bare only. I'll be wearing Leather jockstrap with studs.
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Coming out to palm springs for a couple of nights....march 16-17, 2015. Looking to take as many cum loads as possible. No load refused.
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Downtown on the 11th for one night - looking to get chemmed and used - like older but not necessary - submissive teddy bear pig bottom. Anyone around midweek?
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Well I am versitle but more a top. My bf has been blue so I said I was wiling to take it up the ass. We were making out and whispered to clean out. I went and freshened up and he started going at my hole. Then he threw my legs over my head and started pushing it in. The pain was intense, I started relaxing and he started to pump a away. Then he asked me to get all 4. Well it didn't take long before he dropped a 4 day load up my ass. He jacked me off and then he wanted it again, well we/I have never had 2 loads in me. He threw my legs over my ahead and started fucking me hard and then he shot his 2 nd load in me in less than a couple of hours. I went to bed with both loads in me. What a fuck and a night.
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I have a good lineup of tops to use my hole for fun sat night 1/17 at my hotel in Portland. Always fun to look for more. PIG here. NO PNP!!!!! BUT, 420/Poppers friendly. Hoping to have a good cummy hole for men to use and reuse. Piss gladly accepted as well! DOM VERBAL Tops a PLUS PLUS! If inerested, let me know.
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So I'm a cumdump, and I love taking loads, but I hate having to hold off on sex while waiting for STD results and then waiting even longer if I have to get treated for anything. It usually results in me having to take 2+ weeks off from sex every three months, which puts a major dent in my load count. So I'm wondering, do other guys abstain from sex while waiting for STD results and getting treated, or do you just keep on fucking and taking loads anyway. -
ready when you are...let's do it
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True story. It started just like all the others grindr. We exchanged hellos and meaning less face pictures. Then suddenly the conversation shifted. We begain talking dirty to one another. Me kidnappings him and making him my bitch, pounding him ever chance I could. After a few days of talking and some dirty pictures. We decided to meet up and grab some dinner. Brian lives about an hour from me so he came here and we got some buffo wild wings. Then we headed back to my place. We chatted a bit then went off to my room to "cuddle." It only took about thirty minutes before we where making out and Brian was getting me hard. Soon I was hard as a rock and Brian took my 8.5 dick into his mouth. As he begin to work his mouth around my dick, I started to work my finger into his hole. I was shocked that his hole was tight, but its probably tight because Brian goes to the gym twice a day. Brian sucked me for a good ten minutes, then I picked him up and swang him around and later him on his back. I spat into my hand and procced to use it as lube. I eased my way into his hole. Pushing his legs even closer to his face I pushed my dick deeper. Brian begin to moan, and as he did I begin to place my hand over his mouth to scilince him. So that my roommates didn't hear him moaning. He stopped moaning for a moment to tell me that he had never tried barebacking. We fucked for about thirty minutes, ever few thrusts I stopped and pulled out and thrusted back into him. I thrused a few more times then pulled out and pushed Brian's head down to my dick. He licked my dick ckean, and I nuted in his mouth. He gaged on my load, even though I jacked off the day before, the heat of the moment got my nuts going. Brian licked his lips and kissed me. Then rolled over and went to sleep. The next morning we started the same. We made out and Brian begin playing with my dick, Then with in minutes his lips were around my dick. He sucked my dick for seemed like twenty minutes. I would have gotten off just from his blow job, but after last night it was going to take a little longer. Brian looked up at me, I could see it in his eyes he wanted my dick back inside him. I pushed him to his stomach and arched his back and spat on my hand again and lubed up my dick and begain to thrust my dick in and out of his hole. I lasted a lot longer than last time. But unlike the last time I nuted on his back. I cleaned up the mess I made and sent him on his way.
