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Can’t Cross The Line Ever since going on PrEP, I have occasionally allowed my inner sperm pig to rule me. I don’t think I’m ever going to be a bathhouse guy, not that there’s anything wrong with that. I jack off to those stories on this site just like I do the one-on-ones. Especially when they’re creamy stories. But once in a while...that side of me gets to come out and be the pig I know I am. In late 2013, I started sucking off a guy with whom I connected through Craigslist. (As you can see, I’m not THAT much of a goody-two-shoes.) He responded to an advertisement, and when he showed up, we both had that recognition that this was the guy we wanted to find at the door. You know that good surprise feeling of, OH. YEAH, THIS WORKS. He was somewhat scruffy, bearded, kinda soft spoken, a bit like an IT guy who knows his stuff but gets nervous around people. At first glance he appeared to be of an average build, but when he was naked I enjoyed the sight of his dedication at the gym: toned, without being excessively muscular. He really enjoyed it that I made no effort to disguise my enjoyment of his his fat biceps and chest. And his dick. Well, it was perfect. It was nine inches and thick - I mean, real fucking inch-by-inch-by-inch all the way to nine. So I sucked his cock, and he loved it. Then his aggressive side came out, and he didn't hesitate to grab my hair or pull my head down to the base of his cock. He thought he was torturing me by putting his hands behind my skull and pushing his cock all the way down my throat, but I surprised him by being able to relax, and take him far deeper than he apparently expected of me. This went on for a while. I wanted him to fuck me and brought up the possibility. He couldn’t, he said. It was the line he couldn’t cross. Everything but that. Pretty soon we were doing everything but that. He loved rimming me, fingering me, kissing, holding each other. He likes bears. I loved having that muscle dude with his huge cock in my throat. He really got into it when we were physical. I splattered throat juice all over his dick ‘cause he liked it wet and sloppy. I really wanted him to fuck me. I would talk dirty to him while lightly jacking his spit-soaked cock about breeding and making his babies in me and his ass squirmed off the ground, straight up and he moaned as if I had punched him. Yeah, he liked that kinda talk. I included it regularly, hoping to tempt him. But it was the line he couldn’t cross. One night we did all those things in front of a roaring fire and I let him know I was completely serious. I didn’t do this for a lot of guys, but if he wanted, he could cum in me. I would take his sperm. He was surprised by this (despite our dirty talk – talk is just talk) and said he was honored, but he couldn’t. Couldn’t do that one thing. So I sucked him off until he shot his huge load into my throat. Did I mention that? Shoots a lot of sperm and really lets himself holler while he does it. I think it’s one of the only time he lets himself go, when he shoots. In November of 2014, he sent me a text saying he needed to take a break. Not just from me, but he had a couple suck buddies outside the relationship and he needed time off from fooling around. Commit to the relationship amongst other things. He hinted there was more going on in his life than I knew about it, so he asked me not to take it personally. He was cool about it, so I was also, and wished him well, suggesting he contact me in a month, three months, or even a year later if he changed his mind. No harm, no foul. I liked sucking him off, but no strings means no strings. He owed me nothing and vice versa. We exchanged a few more texts but that was it. I was bummed I never felt that huge cock inside me, never heard him scream until he blew it all out up my thick butt. Oh well. Life happens. He was pretty committed to never fucking anyway. Well, I'm here to tell ya, I’ve got his cum in my ass right now, while I’m typing this. Seriously, guys. Still inside me. It’s swimming up into my gut. I contacted him last month after roughly six months of no contact and said, “Hey, hope things are going well. No expectation you reply, but I was just thinking about you. Be well.” He replied almost immediately, thanked me, said he was working shit out. We texted a few more texts, just polite shit, and he was gone. Last week, he started texting me again. Free? You free now? You gonna be free tomorrow around 4? I knew I’d suck him off again soon and that was awesome, but I wondered how far I could push him into breeding. I decided that since this might be a one-time-only reunion, I’d push him pretty far. See if I could break him. We make plans to get together today, Saturday, around 7pm. He was to do as he used to do, come in the bedroom and find me naked. We’d do all the normal stuff. I texted him for the two hours before hand, asking him questions about things that would turn him on. Had this big conversation if he liked the word pussy during dirty talk sex because we are both masculine and yet that word…that word…in the right context….he would go nuts when I said the words ‘get me pregnant, man…’ and so I used text messages to drive him nuts. He let me know he still had that line he couldn’t cross and I said it was okay, but just to let *him* know, I would be fully cleaned out and breeding-ready (and willing) if he changed his mind. I emphasized I was ready to bear his seed. I wanted his splatter. He came over tonight. Started by rimming my ass and I talked filthy to him. Talked a ton about breeding and the intimacy between us if he did and we both knew how much he needed to unload his hard cock in this pink, pink hole. I drove him nuts and he eager attacked my ass lips, slobbering them open and then using his fingers to kinda roughly enter me next. I asked him if he liked it that it hurt, a little at least, to take his hard fingers. If he liked to hear me groan with discomfort. He said he did. Yeah, it turned him on. He didn’t want me to cry and bawl in pain (um…maybe) but he liked imagining my cock hurt my insides, roughed them up, but I still wanted it deeper. I started in on how those abrasions were tearing the capillaries so his pure white and my red-blooded ass walls would merge and create this beautiful, pink goo if he came inside me today. Drove him nuts. He put his dick head on that hole and pushed, just a tiny, tiny bit. I groaned and talked about how real that felt, how real that he was almost causing me to flinch and my hole was slicked open. I said, “I bet you like to slide that huge dick inside in one stroke.” He said, “Yeah. I do.” “Even if it causes discomfort.” His dick got harder in my crack and he said, “Yeah. I do. Are you ready to suck my dick?” I gave him the best head I could. Slobbered it wet. Stopped to occasionally talk about his favorite fucking positions. Sucked him from an angle where his fingers could reach my ass. I gave him some coconut oil and suggested he use it on his finger to give him deeper access. I suggested he pay attention to how my tight hole gripped him. This went on for 15 minutes, him timing my sucks down to the base of his dick with the jabs to my ass. At one point (and this is when I knew I was going for broke), I pulled off his cock and said, “Your dick is super soaked with my spit. My insides are soaked with yours right now. If this is when we were gonna fuck, now would be the moment.” He chuckled but less then three minutes later, he said, “Are you serious about getting fucked?” My hopes shot up. Could this really be happening? At last? I said, “Yeah. I am. Raw. No pulling out.” He said, “Okay. Let’s do it.” I got into position—on my stomach—immediately because I didn’t want him to change his mind. This had to happen fast. He had been really good about not crossing that line, and we had had some great times in the past. Really fucking hot. I felt his cock head push into my hole and I said, “Ready.” He said, “I’m warning you, this isn’t going to take long. Honestly.” I said, “Even better. I want your big cock’s DNA to splatter me, man. Go for it. Knock that pussy up.” He moaned and slid his entire cock into me. It was big. I mean, felt damn big. But he had been jabbing my ass pretty deep with his fingers, so he went balls deep on the first stroke and I groaned in pain and said, “Fuck, it hurts a little. Fuck!” This turned him on and made him punch his dick in deeper. I talked really dirty to him about that second ring, and that second ring predators were the worst breeding offenders because everyone know that second chamber was just sticky for seed. If babies are gonna happen, it’s gotta be in that place, that deep. The filthier I talked about pregnancy and breeding, his masculine power over me, this ultimate in surrender…he loved it. Fucked harder. Faster. Faster. He lasted almost five minutes, which impressed me. I thought he was gonna shoot right away. He said, “It’s gonna happen. Holy shit, it’s gonna happen.” I had nine-fat inches of thick thick cock pounding my hole, going deep. My cheerleading on getting importance of deep breeding inspired him. A few seconds later, he shouted, “Oh god…” Then he started bucking. He screamed. I started yelling, “RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW! IT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!” Every time he pumped my ass with his hips, I yelled it. I dunno. Seemed hot at the time, to acknowledge the very second, the very moment the sperm’s journey began. He pumped a huge nutload into me. And then he kept fucking me. Wouldn’t pull out. Didn’t want to pull out. I talked about his making it creamy, making it a frothy paste in there now, but I was on auto-pilot. As a guy who doesn’t get fucked all that often, and only bred a handful of time, it was incredible to lie there thinking, “I’m full of his seed. I’m full of this muscle guy’s seed. It’s flowing in me.” He finally crossed the line.
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Going to my first Beach Bear Weekend in May. Any barebacking bears going?
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Registration for Texas Bear Round Up has begun. As usual the main host hotel sold out in less than half an hour. We are trying staying at the secondary host hotel, the Renaissance Dallas Hotel. It will be interesting to see how they manage two sites so far apart. As always, I hope some of you will be attending and that we might see each other. It's always nice to meet (and take loads from) guys on BZ! If you are a bear or are into bears, this is an excellent event. Guys from all over the country attend. I even met a guy from Russia last year.
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When I started University times were tough. I had to move to the city to study, and the small allowance my parents gave me didn't cover costs. Living in college was ok, but the food was never enough, and i had no money for beer or fun, and no time for a regular job because of my studies, so I tried to pick up odd jobs around the neighbourhood to earn a bit of spare cash. It was just stuff like mowing lawns, painting fences and cleaning gutters, but it helped me scrape enough to get by. I adveritised my services by door knocking, and I had little cards I would distribute as well, just in case anyone wanted to call me later. I did it mostly on Saturdays, as that was when I had most time, and it left the evenings free for picking up girls. I was pretty talented with the ladies, and rarely went a night without scoring. One particular Saturday however when I was door-knocking in a new neighbourhood, I had a very different experience. I knocked on the door to a normal looking house; the man who answered the door was big and burly. I suppose he was around 50. He had a big handlebar moustache, and was wearing black jeans with a small black leather vest which was open at the front revealing a hairy chest and big beer gut. He also had an unusual tattoo on his upper arm, which i didn't know then, but now recognize as a biohazard symbol. I commented on it as I went past, as I thought it was a nice design and had been thinking of getting a tattoo of my own at some time. He told me I had to earn one of those, but i didn't understand. I explained why I was knocking, and he offered me $10 to mow his back lawn. I was a bit disappointed by the offer as $10 wouldn't go far, but seeing my disappointment he said he would pay me $20 dollars if I mowed the lawn in nothing but my jocks. Now I was not gay, but I wasn't shy either, and it was a fuckin' hot day, and his back yard was enclosed, and I needed the money, so I thought 'what the hell' and agreed to do it. He led me through the house to the back yard, and my attention was drawn to his computer in his bedroom, as it made a message-received sound on a chat program as I walked past. I noted he also had a webcam set up. He showed me the lawn mower, and without much fanfare i started the mower, undressed and started going about my business. The homeowner gathered up my clothing and took them inside for safe keeping. I must say its a bit odd mowing a lawn with little more than a jock and shoes. Twigs and branches sure sting when they whip past your legs, but it wasn't really much of a challenge: it was a small yard. Within about half an hour I was finished. Although it wasn't a particularly difficult day, and I was largely naked, the heat had caused me to break-out into a heavy sweat. The homeowner had watched most of the mowng apart from a few minutes when he had popped onto his computer and do a few other things. After I had finished and put away the lawn mower, he called me over for a chat. He said his nickname was Daddybear and he was glad i had mowed his lawn, because he had other plans for his afternoon. He asked me to step inside for payment, and offered me a drink of home-made ginger beer. I was happy to accept his offer. While he went to get his wallet, I downed the beer. I can honestly say it was the most terrible beer I had ever had. It was bitter as hell, and if it hadn't been ice cold, I would not have finished it, but I did so, finishing-up about the time he arrived with his wallet. He smiled, saying he was pleased I liked the beer. At that point I started to feel a bit giddy, and Daddybear saw me steady myself. He gave me another beer, saying it had the right combination of salts and sugars to hydrate me. I took him up on the second beer, and while it was only marginally better than the first one, I downed it, thinking it would counter what I assumed was dehydration. This was, as it turned out, a very bad idea. The next thing i remember I was gagging on some sort of ball thing that was shoved in my mouth, with like a harness strpping it behind my head. When I went to pull it out I realized my hands were cuffed to the headposts of a bed, I was unable to move, and I was laying on my stomach. A stack of firm pillows were propped under my hips making me bend in the middle to almost as if I was kneeling. My feet were also secured to the foot of the bed - I assumed by ropes. I couldn't believe the situation in which I found myself. I was now completely naked, and conscious of the cold air which was circulating between my butt cleft, which felt moist. I then heard the voice of Daddybear "ah, you're awake... welcome back! I have just finished preparing you!" It didn't take a PhD to figure-out what he had in mind, but in my position I could see no recourse. No amount of stuggling would free me from my bonds, and the effect of whatever had been dissolved in the drink still lingered and made my mind move very slowly. I was conscious the computer on the desk beside the bed which I had noticed on the way in was going frantic with received messages on chat programs, and I saw a webcam staring back at me from beside it. I saw Daddybear out the corner of my eye on the side of the bed away from the computer and noted that he had now shed his jeans and vest. He was naked. A huge uncut cock stood proudly about a hairy and full looking scrotum. He removed a tube from a night table drawer, and squeezed some clear gel onto his cock, lubing it up thoroughly. As he did so, his foreskin retracted, revealing a bright red head with precum oozing from it! "Look what Daddy has for you, boy!" he leered. "Aren't you lucky?" This was a scene out of the movie 'Deliverance'. At that point i felt anything but lucky. My stomach was in knots, but at the same time I couldn't help but feel my own cock twitch and begin to swell against the pillows. Daddybear walked back behind me, and i felt the mattress sway as he got on, moving behind me on his knees. He placed one hand on my back, and then very rapidly shoved a finger into my asshole and i flet his long fingernail scrape asit plunged in. i tried to cry out, but the ball in my mouth muffled any sound, and as he probed deeper to my prostate i found myself whimpering as my cock betrayed me and continued to swell against the pillows. Daddybear soon enough withdrew his finger and shuffled-up the bed further. I then felt him as he leaned forward, and placed the head of his cock at my hole, as he whispered in my ear "get ready, this is going to hurt some, but if you like, you can have some poppers to ease the pain." I had no idea what poppers were, but I didn't want any of this, let alone pain, so I nodded, and thru the dinging of arriving messages on the chat program I heard the crack and faint hiss of a bottle being opened. Daddybear then thrust under my nose and ordered me to inhale the fumes of what I since learned was amyl nitrate, an smell i will never forget. With the ball in my mouth I could do nothing but inhale through my nose. I could feel the pulse thumping in my head, and felt my ears flush and everything spin. Then the bottle was taken away and i felt Daddybear thrust forward. The lube and the amyl combined to ensure his rigid cock would be successful, and sure enough, I felt a searing pain as the head of his cock popped in. He held still for a second, but soon grew impatient and shoved again. I could feel the head of his cock sliding in further aided, perhaps, by its foreskin sheath. His cock was huge and he kept shoving it painfully inch by inch deeper inside me until I could feel the heat of his beer belly resting my back. The light touch of his testicles brushed up against my own. He let my ass stretch to adjust and accommodate before starting long thrusts back and forward, slowly at first, but building in speed until he was holding my hips and pumping me as fast as he could. I could hear his breathing getting faster and his thrusts getting stronger, and the repetitive onslaughts on my prostate were getting to much, but then he gripped my ass tighter with both hands, leaving bruises which lasted for weeks, and then grunted. I knew he was cumming. I felt the pulsations of his cock against my prostate, and I felt the gush of fluid as his sperm hit my ass, and before i knew it my own cock was shooting cum, as if his cum had gone right through me. He collapsed on top of me, gasping, his belly filling the small of my back, and his rough breath in my ear, but all the while keeping his cock as deep in me as possible. As his breathing settled he whispered in my ear "now I own you bitch! I have bred you! Now daddy's DNA is in you and you will never get it out! You're mine for life!" I didn't understand precisely what he meant, but I understood in some sense, that the exchange meant me owned me. He slowly withdrew, and stepped back, before undoing my hand cuffs and leaving me to untie my legs. I did so, and quickly got up and got dressed with my clothes which were piled on the floor. I needed to wipe away the goo on my ass, and noticed some white stuff tinged with blood which leaked out, but i was in too much of a hurry to get out of there to wipe thoroughly. I just put on my pants and left the room. Daddybear was waiting outside the room for me, and handed me two $20 dollar bills: one for the work on his lawn, the second as a token of his appreciation. I hurriedly left, and ran back to my dorm where I took a shower, and tried to forget the whole horrible experience. I have since learned this is typical behavior for anyone who has been raped. Of course I was much too embarrassed to ever tell anyone, let one the police. I was straight and that was that! I had no idea why my cock had been so hard during my experience, but wondered if there was a message in its response to Daddybear. I heard from Daddybear three weeks later when he rang to ask if i could mow his lawn again. I had apparently left my card with him. I mumbled something like 'no, you fuckin' bastard', but in truth I wasn't feeling well. In fact, I was feeling so poorly I went to see the University doctor, and he said I had a glandular fever, whatever that was. I had a background fever and sore throat for a week with swollen glands. Apparently it was common in my age group, especially with all the girls I was snogging! I spent the next five years fucking girls left right and centre to prove to myself that I wasn't gay. Some time a girl i had slept with unprotected told me she had tested HIV+ when donating blood, and I should get myself tested. It's safe to say that i know what the biohazard symbol means now.
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Was feeling super horny today so I put some ads up on CL looking for big bears to come over and breed my hole. Got a few hits and before long, the first bear was showing up. I was on my knees, in a jock and harness, blindfolded and poppered up. He got naked and I started sucking his cock, and he got super hard and started holding my head and pounding his thick cock down my throat. He pushed me onto all 4's and started working my hole with his fingers, then finally shoved his cock up my ass and after a few pumps, blew his load deep inside me. Still have ads up and have another bear headed over right now, will update once I take his load. Should be getting at least three more loads tonight!
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My master and I were on vacation from work for two weeks. All I wanted to do is to get loaded up as much as I could. The first night of my hunt my master and I went into the woods of a local truck stop. He blindfolded my eyes then tied me up to this large tree in the center of the woods. He gave me a few good hits of poppers and without any lube or spit he stuck his cock inside of me to make sure my ass was ready to take ever guy's cock that came along. He told me in advance that he didn’t care what the guy looked like or how old he was the only thing that he made sure of was they all injected me with their loads. My master’s 10 inch cock was thrusting deep inside of me. It was a pain that I never felt before this was the first time that my master fucked me like this. After about 10 minutes of using my hole and poppers I got use to it and had me beg for his load then after about 15 minutes of him pounding my hole he shot his load deep inside of me. I felt another guy's cock enter me my master told the guy that he had to blow his load inside of me. My ass was craving cum. My master kept on feeding me the poppers and told me to open my mouth and stuck a pill in there. Then my master told me to drink his piss to wash the pill down. I had no clue what it was but it made me more then willing to take more cocks in my hole. It was like I was floating on a cloud and I heard the guy fucking me grunt load I knew that I was getting his load up my ass. There must have been a line because no sooner did one guy pull out another guy stuck his cock inside of me. This was every bottom's dream of getting as much cum in his asshole as it could accommodate. I was begging every man to give me his load. After about 3 hours later I must have passed out. My master told me we were there a total of 6 hours and that I took 100 loads up my ass, and that he had pumped a few loads into me himself. The next day I woke up my ass was sore and on fire. My master told me that I didn’t have any say in the matter of my hole, that it was his and told me to get my ass to the bookstore. We were in the booth together and he was pounding my hole raw. A black guy was in the next booth and stuck his cock through the glory hole and my master told me to suck it and get it wet. I did what I was told to do. Then he told me to stick it up my ass. My master loves to watch me take raw dicks in my hole. The guy started to explode in my hole I felt in go deep inside of me. He pulled his cock out of my hole I quickly turned around and sucked it clean for him. I could taste his milk on his cock. It was so good. Then in two seconds the door opened up and this tall skinny pale looking guy stuck his cock in the hole. I saw bumps on his cock but I knew my master would have told me to take his cock so I did so, if only to avoid the punishment my master would inflict upon me if I declined to service a guy. So, I was being extra good for my master and he was good to me. I heard the pale guy telling me to take his babies in my hole and I did as I was told. The place got very quiet, with just me and my master for over 1 hour. He didn’t care because he kept on fucking my hole and I loved it. Then this big bear came in to the next booth and whipped out his cock. I went on it like a bitch in heat. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked us if he could join in the booth. My master answered, inviting him to come in. This was the first time that I really got a good look at the bear. He was about 6 feet 2 about 230 read hair all over his body and his cock was about 8½ inches hard. I went to work on his cock and my master was pumping my hole. Apig's dream of having both holes filled at the same time. My master was fucking me hard and I knew I was getting his load in me. He told me to take his fucking load bitch then when the other guy heard that I took loads inside of me he asked my master does he take anything else in his hole like piss? With that, my master withdrew from my ass, and the bear took my master's place. My master told the bear to piss away. It felt so good getting filled up with this hot bear's piss. My master told him not to pull out of my hole until he shot a load. Of course after a while it became hard to hold all the piss in my ass but I knew if I didn’t I would have been in hot water. About 10 minutes later the bear told me to take his poz load in my hole, so I knew that at least on load I was getting was going to be poz. My master told the guy to stay in his hole as long as he could he kept on pumping his cock in my ass. My master took the bottle of poppers out and feed me some and gave some to the bear and he started to go wild on my hole pounding the piss out of it and I knew that I was going to get punished for letting some leak out of my hole. The bear started to shake and told me to take his demon seed in my butt. My master told the bear to stay in my hole and feed me more piss then told me if I do not hold his piss I would get it and I knew what that meant. I would go the rest of my vacation with no sex and I would be stuck in my cage with one slice of bread and a bowl of my master’s piss for water. I was having too much fun to stop now. I felt the bear start to fill my hole with his hot piss. I made sure that it didn’t leak out this time. He left and soon after that we did too. We went for a long ride in the jeep he told me that he wanted to go off road to really mix the piss and cum in my asshole and told me that he was going to check the seat for any spills. This was his little way of showing me that he was my master and I was his slave boy. We had a great time but I felt every bump in my gut at one point I felt like some was trying to come out and I clamped my ass so tight that it started to burn. My master told me that I can get out of the jeep and squat and let the piss out of my ass but the only thing he asked me to do is put in the mug that was 46 oz. it felt good to have it out of my hole and I saw the cum loads of my master and the bear. I brought the mug all filled to my master he looked at the seat and tool me that I was a good boy that instead of putting it back into my ass I could drink it. Boy it was so fucking tasty I gulped in down and I started to get a hard-on thinking about the bears poz loads I just had in my hole. My master saw my cock hard and asked me if I needed to cum I asked master please could I cum? He told me that he was giving me 3 minutes to cum if I didn’t cum I had to stop until he felt that I could cum again. With that he said to me with his stop watch in his hand go!!! I stroked my cock so hard that I knew in a matter of seconds I would blow. My god it felt so good to finally cum. My master told me that I was a good boy and told me to take my pants off and bend over I knew that I was getting fucked after I blew my load he always got horny and wanted to fuck my hole and I loved every inch of his cock.
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officer b took me to jail to have more fun with me. officer b: time to get u ready for another gangbang. We go in the showers and 2 chubby guys get in the showers with us. We all wash eachothers bodies then we go to a jail cell and the first chub ties me up to the bed. The 2nd hairy chub rubs his cock on my lips then fucks my mouth, the 1st chub fucks me in the ass. it feels so good beging a cumdump for these chubs im thinking... after they took turns filling my mouth and butt they untied me and the hairy chub put on me the other chubs body and put me to sleep
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i have fantatsies about you. it was night time and we were at walmart. i followed you untill you were at your car. you turn around and waved at me. i waved back. you asked if i would like spend the night at your place. i said yes. we both smile we get in your car. and drive to your home. we go inside. you hug me and said chub4bears: i know you been stalking me, why? me: im sorry its becuz of your profiles, are very hot and sexy. you look sexy too. thank you said. Every time i read them i get hard and jerk off to them. chub4bears: really, thank you but now its time for the real thing, get naked. We take off our clothes and go to you room. chub4bears: suck my cock. i suck your cock and you moan mmm yes ooo that feels good. you fuck my face a little then you pull out your cock. chub4bears: its time to fuck, im going to fuck you so good that you beg for more and cum in your ass. i turn around and bend over on the bed. You lick my hole a little then you put your cock in me. i moan ooooo yes yes yes as you start to fuck me faster you spank me. chub4bears: mmm yeah im going to make into my cumdump forever. mmm mmm mm yeah. you cum in my ass moaning mmm yeah take my cum. i moan ooo yes that feels so good ahh yes. Then i lick your cock and we sleep nude together
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we chatted about what we wanted to do. He came over and we kissed. Then we got naked. Black chub: suck my cock boy. i sucked his cock. mmm yeah boy thats nice mmmm yeah he said. Then we went to my room and he tied me to the bed. Black chub: time to fuck you. he fucked me hard and fast. its felt very good to be fucked like that. Black chub: ooooo yeah boy feel that, im cumming in your ass. He untied me and we sleep nude together
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daddy tells me to get naked. i take off my clothes then we kiss and hug. he tells to get on all 4s. Daddy: mmm im going to fuck u good. i close my eyes and moan as daddy fucks me. oooo daddy yes yes yes oooo yes. then tells me to turn around to cum in my mouth. Daddy fucks my face and cums in my mouth. Daddy: mmmm yeah baby swallow my sweet cum swallow it all mmm good boy.
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i wake up on top of mr.v i to the side of him. mr.v: good morning, i had fun with you at school, time to turn you into a cumdump. we kiss with tongue. Mr.v get out of bed to get his phone. mr.v stay in bed im going to call some guys for the gangbang. i wait in bed .... mr.v: sweety are you still nude? me: yes im still nude. i see mr.m and officer b. Hi they both said. they both got naked and mr. b is first to fuck me mr.m puts his cock in my mouth and they fuck my mouth and butt. mr.b fucks faster and faster and mr.m fucks my mouth. mr.v jacks off watching us then mr.m cums in my mouth mr.v cums next in my mouth. mmmm that was yummy i said. mr.v and mr.m smile and kiss me. mr.b cums in my butt. then mr.m fucks me. Mr.m fucks me hard and mr.b puts his cock in my mouth and i slurp up the rest of his cum. Mr.m cums in my butt and i slurp his cock too. Mr.v fucks me last i the feel cum sliding out of me. mr.v cums in my mouth. This was a very fun time for us. they put me to sleep. mr.b: can i take the boy with me? mr.v: yes you can take him with you. what do you think officer b is going to do with me?
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it was my last class and the big subsitute teacher told me to wait then take a shower if i wanted. i took off my clothes and got in the shower in my boxers. The sub teacher comes in the shower and says teacher: let me wash your back. i turn my back to him he washes my back with soap then hugs me pulling me close to his big belly and chest. teacher: i know what u r. he says in my ear. me: um what??? teacher: your a chubby chaser. then he turns me around and kisses me with tongue. the kiss was very hot and made me weak in my knees. then he puts me on my back. teacher: time to fuck u. he fucked very good and cums in my butt. mmmm thats was very good Mr.v Mr.v im glad u liked do u want spend night with me. yes i said then we kissed i wash his body. i moan as i finish washing him. then we get dressed go in his car get nude and sleep in bed. he whispers when u wak up your going to be my cumdump this is my first story on here. hug and kisses
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Any bottoms, that don't mind getting fucked raw by a neg guy? Your status isn't that big of a deal, and I've found poz bottoms are hotter in the sack anyway. Bearish, have my own place, in the downtown/capitol hill area, and just wanna load up a few asses
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Ran across this photo sequence on Tumblr; like the look of the two guys and would like to find out what video these stills came from.
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Tales from the POZ Zone: The Cock with Wings From what I've been told, NY isn't the town it used to be. Stories from the Mine Shaft are legendary, only to me they are story's as I've never had the privileged of pigging out there. But all is not lost, on a Wednesday night on a business trip, I stopped by a pretty hot club, one of the last open sex clubs in NY. It was a quiet night, but that's not always bad. Sometimes there are just too many guys, and the action can become limited as standing and modeling or just inhibitions increase. So I was tuning into the place, checking it out, trying out the slings, (nice!), and getting my ass ready. Did a bit of this and that and thought I had it good when a hot little guy started playing with my ass. But to no avail, he didn't want to fuck. Oh well. Then the right guys came in. He was a chunky bear about 5'10", maybe 230ish, decked out in leather jacket and chaps and a shaved cock that showed his pubic tattoo of a pair of wings that attached to his cock! One look and damn! Tthats what I'm looking for. But he was playing it cool, he went to the patio and was sucking on a beer and sparked up a joint, where he quickly sucked both down. I hung out watching him, I didn't want to act too desperate, although I was plenty ready for some hot leather club action. As he got high, and since nothing was going on, he went back into the lounge area where a good fisting porno was showing. I discreetly followed him and sat katty korner to him on another couch, checking out his cock, and pulling on mine in my jock strap. Oh, I'm in my leather harness I got from California, got a jock strap on, wrist bands and a collar. Everything one needs to show I'm ready to be your slut, pull on the collar and I'm yours! So he's pretty high now, and getting turned on by the video and he knows I'm checking him out and drooling now. He tugs at his cock to signal me, and I don't wait, and slide on my knees off the couch and climb between his knees and proceed to stuff that hot winged cock in my mouth. I don't want to blow it, the session I mean, so I'm determined to give him the best blow job I can, and as I work that cock into a hard one, using every trick I can, he grunts his approval through his stoned haze. So far not a word has been said, just grunts and groans. After I get him rock hard and he eases me off his cock, and stands up and yanks on my collar to follow him to the next enclave, something just a bit more discreet than the video lounge. In the new room, he puts his hands on my shoulders in a way that just makes me go right down on my knees where he mounts my mouth with that winged cock! Woof! I get him hard again and he grunts away, this is getting hot, him a leather bear master and me the willing poz cub. I take a hit of poppers and really work on that cock with that poppered greed, looking at the wings tattoo and know that I'm working on a poz cock too. It had to be, wings to set you free. He's uninhibited and knows I'll pretty much do what he wants, so he pulls me up and gently just turns me around and bends me over. He knows I'll just go into any position, but he just moves me so assuredly where he needs me to be to get at my ass. I'm already lubed up, and he just eases that raw cock into me and starts fucking me with that winged cock of his, fucking me like a good bear master should. There's no discussion of bareback or condoms or status questions, he's the pig master and I'm the pig, all of this is just understood. "Yeah" he grunts and I'm in pig heaven taking that cock deep in me. He grabs my harness and start ramming away and the few guys that are in the club take notice as this is the real action that is supposed to be happening in a club like this. Still not a real word has been uttered. He's probably to high to talk much and I'm just getting off on a leather pigs poz cock up my poz ass kunt. Getting in a sling is one of my favorite things, so I make the move this time, and I pull him out and then holding his fat winged cock, I get him to follow me to the sling where he knows what I want instantly, and as I climb in and popper up and he also takes a snort and then rams that cock deep in my ass! I get lost in the poppers and the guys get close to watch two pigs go at it. He's now pulling his cock out all the way and ramming it in again and again. The sling starts rocking, and I start moaning and grunting like a pig in heat and he's starting to breath hard and get ready to get off in my ass. Fuck yeah! I don't even ask for and he doesn't say it, but he lets out a huge grunt and cums in my ass! And as I know he cumming, he's jerking on my cock, fuck that cock is all cum lubed up now and then I let it out, a deep groan as I shoot all over my self in front of the other watchers who grunt their approval. Fucking hot! After he's done, he just steps away, and since there are no other takers, as perhaps the others are now intimidated by bear leather master slave sex, I climb out of the sling, with his help, and he steadies me, and gives me a hot kiss. Fuck yeah! What a finish! He walks away, and I head to the john to clean up. A guy comes up to me, and said your lucky bastard, that guy is hot! Did he cum in you! He's a great breeder. I check my ass and Yeah, he came as I feel the load on my ass lips and I push it out on my fingers. So I clean up and then go back to cruising the club. After such a session, one can hope for more, but it is really a quiet night. But I hang in there hoping for more. After about a half hour as I walk by, the leather bear, just stops me by the arm, and pulls me closer to him, looking me in the eye, he plants a big sloppy kiss on my mouth and then as I let out a gasp as his lips break from mine, he simply turns me around and pushes me on my shoulder to lean me over a fuck table that in the middle of the room. Fuck yeah! Another round. He pushes his cock on my ass, but I'm dry, I fumble and say I need some lube, but he simply gets on his knees, pulls my ass wide and sticks his face in there licking and lubing my ass and then giving it a big wad of spit, he then just stands up and pushes that winged cock up my ass and starts fucking me hard, fast and good, damn! Again, nothing said, just grunts and groans. The other pig who congratulated me, come right next to us and is getting off on watching that pigs cock fuck my ass. It really doesn't take more than 10 minutes before I can tell, he's ready to unload, and this time he grabs my hips hard and drives that load in my ass, grunting as he unloads. The other guys just jerking away, he's doing all the talking, yeah cum in his ass, fuck and cum in his ass! Yeah! He blows his load and takes a deep breath and eases me up and my head is spinning from this intese fucking and the poppers. Fuck! He wants to help me get off, so I take a hit of poppers and while he reaches around and works my nips, I jack off another big load as I can feel the cum leaking out my ass and his cock between my cheeks. Damn! The other pig watches me cum and joins my pool of cum with his! He may have only gotten off by jerking, but he seems almost as happy as if he had got the fucking. He whispered in my ear, that guy's is a great breeder, woof! you're so lucky! Well shortly thereafter its time to go, and I still haven't heard a word out of him. As we get our clothes from the attendant, the attendant complains about phone calls from guys asking if there's anyone there or if any hot guys are in there. I just volunteer, it might be quiet, but it was plenty hot and looked at the bear master in the eye. He just chuckled a bit and we left. Still nothing was said. It was very fucking cool! Now, I just have to say that poz sex can be really great. But as cool as it sounds, being poz isn't a cakewalk in other aspects of life. If you like scenes like this, that I can understand, but you better understand that being poz means being sick, and there are lots of things to deal with. I don't mind sharing my true stories, but it is also true that I would rather not be poz. Oh well, that's the times we live in! woof!
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The summer after my sophomore year of college I spent back in my hometown living with my parents. I was still in the closet to them despite the fact that I had spent the past two years at school being out. Not that they wouldn’t have been cool, and they were when I eventually told them, but somehow I enjoyed having this secret life from them. When I first arrived home that summer my father had commented on how I was “starting to look like a man.” I guess he was referring to the fact that I had bulked up considerably during the past semester and through the last vestiges of puberty had sprouted a thick mat of dark brown hair across my torso. I liked the way I looked then, just under six foot, tall and lean, an otter if ever there was one. At school I had been with a few guys but most of them wanted me to top and none of the encounters had ever really been satisfying. That was probably due to the fact that I knew what I wanted and it was not the little twinks I was meeting at school. I wanted a man to hold me down and teach me how to bottom like only a real man can. This is the story of me finally getting what I had always wanted. My parents had, for the past forever, gone to North Carolina every summer for three weeks. I had been forced to go with them for most of my life until I turned sixteen when they started leaving me at home, which I preferred greatly. This particular summer the day that they left coincided with another very big event: the new neighbor moved in. The house next door had been empty for three years ever sense old man Harding had died, but when I looked out of the window in the living room after wishing my parents a safe trip I saw a moving van outside and a group of hunky sweaty men moving boxes into the house. I felt my cock stiffening in my shorts looking at them and quickly went upstairs to jerk off. That was the first of three loads I shot that day. By the end of the day the movers were gone and the house was quiet. Despite peaking out of the windows often like the neighbor from Bewitched I didn’t seen the new owner of the house at all that day. In fact I didn’t see any activity at the house for several days. I had gotten into the habit, not having anything that I really needed to be doing that summer, of staying up till three or four in the morning and then waking up at around noon. Waking up on Wednesday I rolled out of bed, pulled on a pair of basketball shorts (I sleep naked) and walked over to open the curtains on my window. What I saw below me in the neighbor’s back yard stopped me dead in my tracks. Down below in a secluded part of the neighbor’s backyard that you could only partly see from my window were two naked men, one was around my age and looked like the blond twinks from school, the other was a herculean specimen of manliness. The man had the twink bent over in front of him and was hammering away at the dude’s hole like there was no tomorrow. I opened my window a crack and knelt down so I could listen at the crack and try to hear what they were saying. They were too far away to make out much but I distinctly heard the twink say, “Please breed my hole.” The twink was getting barebacked by some guy who I could only assume was my new neighbor. My cock was hard as a rock. I shoved my hand down my shorts and started jerking off feverously. I could hear the sounds of the twink whimpering as my new neighbor destroyed his hole, and then at long last I hear my neighbor say “take my load boy” and the twink let out a little cry as my neighbor bottomed out in his hole. I shot my load inside my shorts making a big sticky mess, before I got up to clean myself up I looked out of my window again. The twink was slowly pulling himself off my neighbor’s cock oblivious to the world in his post fuck haze. Suddenly just as his cock popped from the twinks hole my new neighbor looked up at my window and winked at me. I quickly moved out of the window and went to take a shower.
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Hi, I'm a bearish guy, traveling to London September 2013. Please advise the best places for me to get BB. I don't really care who fucks me, but I don't want to spend time where everyone is looking for the slim guys. Thanks
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A thick glob of cum dripped from my ass as my best friend’s dad pulled his cock from my gaping hole. I stared up at older man with lust in my eyes, “Please fuck me again,” I begged. My hole twitched, aching to have his thick cock back inside. “Not right now kid, don’t worry you’ll get plenty more loads.” When I had climbed the tree from my yard to my best friend’s yard this afternoon I could never have guessed that my day would end naked and on my back with his father’s load dripping from me. I had just gotten back into town from university for Spring Break around lunch and after about an hour of sitting in my parent’s house alone I had decided to see if my best friend from high school Tom was home. Tom and I had been friends sense before cell phones were popular and even after we both had phones we never bothered to call each other; instead we continued to climb over the fence that separated out back yards and then climb up to each other’s bedroom windows. Today however when I dropped down into Tom’s back yard I was met with quite a surprise. There in the middle of the back yard by their pool was Tom’s dad completely naked laying on a lawn chair. For a long moment I just stood there not sure of what to do. Then Mr. Pegliasco stood up, and before I could climb back over the fence he said, “like what you see Max?” I froze. I hadn’t really seen much, just a broad powerful chest, thick dark hair, and strong muscular arms and legs. Slowly I turned around. There he stood, the father of my best friend, completely naked his broad hair covered chest, narrow waist, powerful legs and his shockingly thick cock and massive balls exposed to the world. I couldn’t help but stair at his thick soft cock. It hung well past his big round balls, bursting out of a thicket of course black hair. I nodded in answer to his question. “A lot of boys do.” I swallowed hard, my mouth had started watering looking at his cock. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock head pushing down my throat. I wanted to taste his sweaty balls. I wanted to feel his pubes against my nose as I deepthroated his cock. My own cock began to harden in my shorts. “And I can see that you do,” said Mr. Pegliasco nodding towards my quickly tenting shorts. What the hell was going on here, Tom’s parents were still together, Mr. Pegliasco was straight and yet he was telling me that boys liked his cock. “You want this cock in your mouth don’t you?” I swallowed hard and then nodded again. “Then come get it.” Not knowing why, or understanding what was happening I practically ran to Mr. Pegliasco and fell to my knees in front of him. “If I had known you were this eager for cock I would have gotten you on your knees years ago. Now start sucking.” Eagerly I kissed up and down the length of his shaft, then taking his steadily stiffening cock in my hands I swallowed the head and a few inches of the shaft. Over the next few minutes I bobbed my head back and forth taking more and more of his ever hardening cock in my mouth each time till at last I swallowed deep and felt the head pass my tonsils and slide down my throat. Mr. Pegliasco moaned as I swallowed his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head lightly holding me in place. “God, I love my wife but there are a few things in this world that she cannot replicate. The velvety feeling of an eager 19-year-old boy’s mouth or the warmth of his tight hole.” His other hand ran down my back now till he brushed against my ass. I squirmed a little, my cock pressing against my shorts. “Take off your clothes boy, I wanna see that football star body of yours.” In high school I had been the starting quarter back for our school’s undefeated team. I pulled off of his cock and practically tore my tank top off and then, standing up, shucked my shorts and briefs and stood before Mr. Pegliasco now as naked as he was my cock sticking straight out. For a long moment he took in my pale muscular body, my practically hairless torso, my thick seven-inch cock, my hairy legs. “Turn around, let me see that ass.” I did as I was told and turned around, and then for some reason, bent forward and reached back to spread my furry cheeks. Mr. Pegliasco moaned again running his finger through the thick mat of blonde hair that grew in my crack till his finger brushed against my tight hole. “I’m gonna enjoy fucking that.” He took me by the shoulder, spun me around and pushed me to the ground and pressed his fat cock back into my mouth.
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Bottom bear sub, 55, 5'9", 200, beard, hairy, will be available to meet and service mature men. Tops, versatiles, bottoms. One on one, 3 ways, groups. Prefer any age over 40 but all legal ages considered. Very oral, like to rim, being barebacked, piss, toys, boot licking, being watched/watching, posing for pics, taking pics, etc. Mature masseurs/escorts, hustlers, ex-cons considered. Have bottomed for other bottoms.
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Want to start off by mentioning I'm 24, MIL, NEG and would like to stay that way. I am new to the whole pig scene, I have always been turned on by it and want to be used and abused as a bottom (within reason not up to double fisting or anything...yet). Was wondering if there is any advice or helpful pointers, etc that could be offered up to someone that is just getting their toes in the water with the whole pig scene but still wanting to stay clean and DDF? Also I find a lot of guys that are into the pig/BB scene aren't exactly built or look like me. I have a typical college guys runner/swimmer alth build at 6'0 178-180 brown hair/eyes tan and constantly get told I look like Taylor Lautner (sp). I know this is a stretch since I don't have anything posted but not up to putting photos of myself on a forum like this just yet. This aside, are there any pigs/daddies/bears that are into that type of guy or is it pretty common they only seek out the burly lumber jacks, etc?
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I was a rising executive in sales as well as a closet homo. Besides balling my wife I was fucking a little fairy who worked with the other clarical peons in the front office who also gave me good head. I was also the bitch of a couple of men, one a large thirty-five-year-old bear of a man named Henry who worked maintenance in the plant, the other man was a guy named John whom I met in a gas station mensroom one day when I had to piss really bad on my way to the commuter bus stop. John was in his twenties, slender with stringy brown shoulder length hair, a mustache, glasses, dirt under his nails and a nice juicy 7" cut cock. He had a job and his own place so he was a few levels higher than street trash. He had a girlfriend but she gave lousy head and wasnt too attractive. I myself was in my forties, clean cut, average straight looking and acting guy who liked being the person in gay sex acts whether I was sucking cocks or getting fucked as well as being the man, as when I fucked the office punk. I would meet John in the the gas station john and suck him off a couple times a week. Once in a while I also sucked John's toes as I sometimes did Henry's after work. Henry fucked my ass a couple times a week at quitting time, usually in a shower stall in the mens locker room as well as let me suck his cock once in a while but for oral he preferred to hold my head and fuck my mouth which I couldnt take too well. Usually after Henry fucked me I would be horny if I hadnt cummed from getting fucked by him. If I hadnt cummed I would shagg the fairy in his mouth or up his ass depending on which end I felt like fucking at the time. I usually alternated, fucking the poof's ass one time and pumping my next load down his throat the next time. I had been Henry's bitch for over a couple of years and been sucking John off for over six months. I figured John was neg because I never got sick from sucking him off and swallowing his loads. One day, the day before I was to go on my month long vacation, my ass was itching as it usually did a few days after getting fucked but Henry had a date and left right after punching out. It was the day of the week where I also met John. At the mensroom after we hugged and kissed I asked, "John, do you like to fuck ass?" He then tried to hem and haw but I asked him if he had trouble fucking ass. He more or less evaded the question but I was in heat so I told him I would suck his dick clean after he nutted in me. He then said he had no lube with him. When Henry fucked me he usually had some sort of lube which he greased-up with after I sucked his dick hard. I didnt carry lube but we then decided that one of us would jerk me off, then I would suck his dick hard and leave it wet with my spit and we'd smear my cum on it for lube, then he would fuck me. We spat on my hand and I jerked off. I came in a short time, excited that John would fuck me. I knelt as I usually did and he opened the fly of his cut-off jeans and fished out his cut dick which I sucked into my mouth as usual but I sucked it only until I was hard, then left it wet with spit. I then smeared my cum on it and stood up, dropped my pants and bent over, bracing myself on the sink. John spat on my hole and then put his dickhead to it and then grabbed my hips. He thrust and entered me swiftly, hilting himself as I stifled a little yelp from the pain. He held it in and then began fucking me. The pain vanished in just a few strokes and my young somewhat scuzzy stallion fucked me good and hard. His dick was just a bit smaller than Henry's but he fucked me harder and faster, then again we had to finish before someone came into the little mensroom. "Watch the nails, OK?" I asked him. He relaxed his grip on my hips but kept fucking me hard and fast, his pelvis sometimes slapping my ass, as he took his pleasure in my hole. He then fucked me harder and I got turned on so much that had I not I shot my load I would have cummed onto the concrete floor. John increased his efforts and fucked me to victory, pumping his poz load into me, his prick pulsing with each spurt of infected cum. He then hilted himself as he finished shooting his initial volley, then pounded me for another minute tearing me up some more inside. After a few hard thrusts he pulled out of me. I knelt and noticed a tinge of blood on his dick before I sucked his dick clean and kissed it and his balls like I always did with a cock in my mouth. "Man that was a great piece of ass, my dick really felt good, better than the poz holes I fuck. Now that I know you'll suck my dick clean I'll fuck your ass as well as your mouth." John said. "I'd be glad to take it stud." I replied as I pulled my pants up. We hugged and I left. I thought no more of getting fucked by John than I did when Henry fucked me, it was just a really nice feeling being used by a man for his sexual pleasure and being the receptacle for his dick and cum, feeling a man's dick thrusting in me, just as I enjoyed putting that little quiff in the front office in his place with my dick and cum. The vacation went fine until about two and a half weeks in, then I caught what I'd later heard is the "AIDS flu" and realized I had made a monstrous huge mistake by being in heat and letting John fuck me. My wife was concerned and we cut our vacation short and went to the doctor who by then was familiar with the disease which had been around for a dozen years then. He tested me and I showed poz. We were devastated. My wife then gave me the third degree and before vacation was over filed for divorce, accusing me of buying whores or shooting up with dirty needles. I had to shell out for a good divorce lawyer and prove alienation of affection partly because she wouldnt put out which necessitated me needing to fuck someone else. I never mentioned that I was fucking a man(the office poof) or taking the meat and cum of large masculine men(including Henry) in me. Back at work a month later I had to tell Henry the bad news which meant he no longer would use me but he would jerk off into my mouth once in a while. A month after that I had a tiff with the little office poof and persuaded him to take my poz dick up his ass even though he knew I was poz and he wasnt. Fucking him felt good, one of my best feeling orgasms because I was pumping my infected jizz up his neg hole and changing him for life the way John changed my life by having a nice piece of my ass. I returned to sucking John off and taking him up my ass, he replaced Henry as my anal stud.
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Hi, im hairylover 22, Into bears, boots, alternative stuff Im new im this page This is my first time posting here, and i hope to find people with the same way of thinking. I secretly got into like bears and dirty sex, the verbal turns me on, im a top and i like to fuck bareback, but i dont do it with everyone. Maybe that why turns me on reading stories when "Breed my ass" "finish inside me" " give me your seed" is used. I say it when im fucking a nice ass. So here is my story: I broke up with my BF 2 months ago, He is 20, very very hairy, has a belly, uncut dick, i love his foreskin. He is a top , we had issues sometimes cuz i dont like to take it to much. So after we broke up we fucked 2 times, yesterday he came over to my house to drop some stuff, I got into the shower and when i came out he saw me, and went into my room. I was with a towel , all wet and he started to touch my cock, i couldnt resist. I grabbed his cock and start sucking his smelly foreskin, all hairy and sweaty. He didnt shower after school. He spit on my mouth and make me blow him harder. He put 2 fingers on my hole with no lub, i was wide open. He put some saliva on my hole and he fucked me raw. We were looking at eachother eyes while doing it. He said " you like my cock in ur ass?" " your ass belongs to me" " ill seed you again " My ass was all sore, we were sweating like fucking pigs, he was spitting on my face and i started to bleed from my hole. He didnt mind, he likes to seed me all the way. He dump his load on me, he marked me again, i belong to him. I sucked his dick full of cum and blood, he was more than satisfied. I dont know if wrong thinking that way, but i like to get his seed, bareback, raw, i live for his pleasure. I can feel how his seed its all over my colon and starts running tru my veins. Felling his hairybbody on top of me, all sweaty, smelly, just after he dumps his load its the best thing in the world.
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Anybody interested in a local poz bear only meetup of about 4-5 tops/Vers? Not looking for horned bottoms but true flip fuckers/ tops for some raunch fucking and pig play. Will get a room in Manhattan, no drugs except pprs. Any locals up for it?
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Looking for some true submissive pussy bottoms (twinks, cubs, pigs are at the top of my list) who love to be treated like the whores that they are! Need a slave 24/7/fuck-toy/boy/cum-dumpster for my sadistic deviant pleasure! Not looking for the weekend lookiloos wanting a MASTER/slave fantasy for the night or weekend! REAL DEAL here faggots! BF, Lovers, Partners are all nice...but time to move it to the next level and keep it interesting. I'm no dungeon/leather master...just a VERY HORNY average joe Bear who demands a full time slave. Relocating slave a possibility...commitment, obedience and trust are a must! Look at my tumblr site for more info: http://denverbbbear.tumblr.com/
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I need to set up a gangbang or join in a group of guys who meet on a regular basis. I want to experience having more than one load in my ass, but it's difficult setting something up here. If anybody in East Tennessee wants to pimp me out let me know.
