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I have a straight, black fuck buddy who I used to see once or twice a week. Met him on the street one night he came back and fucked me at my place, said it was ‘good pussy’, and has been giving me his loads for a few years now on a regular basis. Anyways, since we met he has asked me to pick him up some packs of cigarettes, or could he have a $20 here or there, and have been happy to oblige. In return – besides all the hot cum he has shot up my ass – at least two loads per visit – he has introduced me to some of his straight friends who on a Friday night wanted a hole to unload in when they were drunk, girl out of town, or whatever. He has a nice thick, 9-inch dick, but sadly none of his friends have been so lucky, so I kept asking him what about his big dicked friends? Those guys with a true Big Black Cock (BBC) with hot thick loads. He would always say, “Well when Bud or Thomas get out of jail, they got real big dicks, they’d fuck you.” I asked what they were like, and he said both guys were in and out of jail most of their lives, real rough types, but good guys, and when I asked how he knew what their dicks were like he said he had fucked girls with them before. One time he watched Thomas fuck some girl down the street and she screamed like hell when he stuck it in her ass, and another time he and Thomas hustled on a white guy and both fucked him, so he knew Thomas had a big dick. I was hooked. I finally gave up and believed Bud and Thomas were a figment of his imagination. But, this past Thanksgiving my friend called and said, “Hey man, Thomas is out, he’s here, you want to meet him?” Of course! Come on down, and in about 45 minutes they showed up. My friend and Thomas walked in, we introduced ourselves, my friend took me to the kitchen, asked for a $20, and then left. He said Thomas would take care of me. So I went into the living room, Thomas was sitting on the chair watching the straight porn I had going, with his coat still on. He was in his early 50s, nice looking, I asked if he wanted a drink, made him a rum and coke, went back in and he had stripped off his clothes, sitting in the chair naked smoking a cigarette. Damn! He had a huge, uncut cock that just flopped between his legs and rested on the front of the chair. The meat was a dark brown, soft, but looked heavy and used and I could only stare and drool a little as I felt my ass twitch. My friend came through on this one! I set my beer down, handed him the drink, and asked if I could suck it. He just nodded and looked back at the TV, so I got on my knees, lifted his dick, felt the weight of it fill my hand, slid the skin back on the head and bent over and started licking and sucking on it. Thomas did not say a word, just kept smoking and sipping on his drink, but his dick started to respond – filling out thick and fat and swelling to over 10 inches, really hard. I do not claim to be a great cock sucker – and prefer to have it up my ass – but was giving it my all. After about 10 minutes my jaw ached and knees hurt so I asked if he was close. “No, I only cum when I jerk off,” he said. Fuck – I wanted his load and asked, “Do you want to fuck?” He said, “OK”, so I got on my hands and knees in front of the TV, hit the poppers and waited. Thomas got up, did not even ask for a condom even though they were sitting on the chair, and worked his raw dick into my ass. He was not real hard anymore, but he stuffed it in, so while my ass felt full and it felt good, his dick just felt squishy – thick and squishy with not much movement. He was moaning though, and seemed to like it, so I hit the poppers and just knelt there and let him fuck. He moved and fucked for a good 20 minutes then pulled out and sat down. I asked if he had cum and he told me again he could only cum when he jerked off. I was pretty disappointed. The fuck was not all that for me and I did not even get his load. So he washed up and left. Several times over the last weeks Thomas has called and asked if he could come by. They let him out of the half-way house, moved him into his own place, and he started calling saying he was lonely and did not have any movies or anything, did I want some company? I said, “Sure, come over”, hoping the next time would be better. The next time he fucked me I got him hard by sucking him again, bent over the bed this time, he stuffed it in and was pretty hard at first, but then he reached around and squeezed my chest and went limp. “Sorry, I like titties,” he said. I told him, “No worries. If you are not into it I understand.” Then he would call again a few days later and ask to come back. When I asked him why when I did not think he was into me he said, “When you suck my dick I don’t recognize it. Gets so hard. Your ass is so warm too and feels good. I want to try again.” I asked him if he liked fucking guys and he said he always had a boy in jail he fucked, but he could never cum fucking him. It was just to get stuff, and he liked pussy, he was straight. OK – whatever. So, after trying cock rings, asking him to hold it all week, missionary style, and a few other things I had pretty much given up. When he called this week I said, “No, think we tried, thanks.” He said again, “I want to get back up in your ass.” I gave in and could not resist another chance to suck on his fat dick, and this time I had a new plan. I was determined to take his load this time no matter what. I had jerked off so many times thinking about that BBC cumming inside me it was driving me crazy. That ex-con dick and thick cum shooting in my ass – damn I wanted that. I told Thomas to call about 7:00, got home early from work and called my fuck buddy who had brought Thomas by the first time to swing through and give me a load about 5:30. I figured being a little open would make it easier for Thomas’s big cock later. Got two loads, my buddy bounced, and Thomas showed up at 7:00. This time I had a drink for him, two cock rings, and a Viagra. That dick was going to get hard! I helped him undress and took off his work boots, put his favorite gangbang flick in, made him a drink, handed him the blue pill and worked the two cock rings down around his balls. I got on my hands knees and tasted how salty and sweaty his dick was. God the weight of his dick – just big fucking piece of meat! Dicks like that are rare but feel and taste so good. The pill did its magic and after a bit his dick was swollen and fatter then ever, but I kept sucking and he started moaning. I stood up, told him to stand up, and moved the arm chair in front of the TV facing sideways and asked him to sit back down so he could see the video by turning his head slightly to the left. I moved a chair with the poppers, lube, and towels beside us, bent over and sucked on his dick some more. Thomas was rock hard and so I worked some lube into my ass with my left hand while I sucked on him and jerked his dick with my right. I then stood up, wiped my hand on a towel, took a big hit of poppers, turned around, and backed my ass down onto his dick. As my ass slid down his shaft Thomas moaned. I held my breath as his big head pushed my hole open and I pushed hard down onto his dick. I wanted to feel him all the way inside me with his dick as he could be no matter what and thank the fuck the poppers were a fresh bottle. That dick hurt! Fuck he filled me up! I took another hit of poppers, set the bottle on the side chair, put my hands on the arm of the chair for balance, pushed his legs wide apart with mine to give me space, and started riding his dick up and down – bouncing down to his balls then pulling up as far as I could without it popping out and plunging back down again all the while clamping hole tight and milking his shaft with every movement of my body. Thomas just put his head against the back of the chair as I rode his dick and started to make little moaning noises. I didn’t care what he was doing – that big black dick was fucking me deep and splitting my ass and I wanted more – wanted it deeper. I was practically on my tip toes to get high up on his dick before dropping back down, working his dick deeper and deeper into my ass as I rode him. The heat from the poppers made my head tight and dizzy and the heat from his dick in my ass was beyond incredible. I grabbed the arms of the chair harder and moved up and down his dick. I was a pig in heat with that awesome fat cock in me, and became a pushy bottom for sure. Thomas was not moving – just sitting there letting me bounce up and down on his dick however I wanted and I was riding him hard. I was not interested in a long session, I just wanted his cum and his dick as hard as I could get it, so I kept pushing myself up and dropping down onto his dick harder, faster, harder and faster. After a little while my legs and arms started to get tired, but Thomas started to make little “Ah Ah Ah” sounds every time I dropped back down onto his dick. That’s like farmer Joe saying, “Pig pig pig, time for dinner!” – I picked up the pace with a renewed burst of energy and was slam fucking him with my ass. “OH BITCH!” Thomas yelled in my ear. I could feel his muscles tighten up, his breathing got quicker, and his dick started to unload in my ass. Fuck yeah he was cumming in me! I had his prison dick in my ass and taking his ex-con cum! I bounced even harder on his dick, because I needed every little drop of sperm. It seemed like it took him a while to unload and soon he began to almost whimper, “Stop, oh OK stop, stop, ah ah, stop.” Damn. I stopped as I sat all the way back down on his dick, and felt his dick start to soften up inside me, as his breathing tried to get back to normal. In one stroke I lifted myself off his dick as it made a big plopping sound, which made him gasp a little. I turned and looked at him. Thomas’ eyes were closed, his head turned to the side and he was breathing heavy. His dick was glistening with thick globs of cum and juice, so I put my hands on the chair arms, bent over, licked the head a little which made him moan and quiver, then stood up and went to the bathroom to wash off. Thomas may have the big dick, but this bottom is in charge and that BBC is my bitch now!
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Poppering up while edging got me into some trouble yesterday. I felt horny and wanted to use a toy while I worked from home. I had prepped and planned to only use the poppers to help get the butt plug in while I watched some Twitter porn. As I watched a Twitter cumdump take load after load, I took a deep hit and eased it's thickness in. I hadn't taken dick or cum since December, and I squeezed on the toy, aching for the real deal. I took another hit and felt the rush pour over me. In a daze I logged into sniffies and posted a pic I had of myself on all fours with my ass in the air. I made my profile subtext "Breedable Cumdump" and rode the high of doing something impulsive and risky. I took another big hit and watched more cumdump porn, imagining myself as them. Unashamed and eager, hungry for all the cum. I had to get back to work, so I put on a slutty jockstap and mesh tank, and sat back down at my desk. Still with the butt plug inside me and occasionally rubbing my nips, I thought about the sniffies profile I made during the midst of a popper high. I logged back in and saw a message from a blank profile, asking if I was looking and sent a cock pic. My hole was open and ready, and work was slow. The perfect combination. I took a hit at my desk and sent him a few pics and my address. I saw he went offline and after coming down, assumed he was just a flake. Within ten min I head a knock on the front door. My hole twitched, I knew who it could be. I went to the front door in only my jock and tank, bottle of poppers in hand and let him in. Sexy guy in his thirties came inside and I immediately went to serving him. Dropped to my knees in the entryway and fished for his cock while he stripped off his jacket. I sucked his thick 7" cock like in his picture, my pussy ached for it. His hands groped my ass and felt my plugged up hole. After getting his knob wet and hard, I took out the plug and presented my wet hole. He stepped behind me and slipped himself inside. Finally a cumdump again, I took a hit and felt my hole relax around his thick cock. Felt great to have the real thing again. He bent me over and pounded away, calling me a slut. It was true, I took his dick like a good cumdump and worked it for his pleasure. After a moment, he asked if I wanted his load. I said hell yeah breed me stud, drop your load. He came hard and I felt my hole get a rush of wetness and warmth. After he left, I slipped in the toy again, keeping his load inside me while I went back to work. Though it was hard to concentrate, I kept checking the apps and hoping for more cock and cum. My ass was filled and prelubed, why not take advantage of my recklessness. Within the hour, I saw another message appear. I took another hit and got ready to slut my hole out more.
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I felt heat. In that moment all that I felt was heat and a deep yearning the likes of which I had never felt before. I almost laughed as I took in my surroundings and pressed my ass back against Henry’s tongue. There I was on a hard mattress, propped up on a squeaky metal frame over a polished concrete floor, in the private room of a guy that I had only met twenty minutes before in a bathhouse, completely naked having my ass eaten out. Funny though I may have found it I knew that there was nowhere else in the world that I wanted to be. “Mmmm,” Henry moaned behind me, “Such a nice sweet twink hole. Love your little pink pucker,” and he dove back in. Henry kept a firm grip on my ass cheeks keeping them spread apart for himself with his massive rough calloused hands. I could feel his salt and pepper beard scraping against my crack every time he moved up and down, and it only added to the joy that I was getting from him opening up my virgin hole with his talented tongue. I had just turned 18 that morning, and graduated high school not three days before. I had lied to my parents telling them that I was going out with friends for my birthday when in fact I had a very different sort of celebration in mind. All through high school I had been the only out gay kid in my little country high school so despite my deepest desires I had remained a virgin with a very active imagination. So as my 18th birthday approached I began to considered other options: I was too broke to hire an escort, let alone figure out where I would take him. I could have just gone on Grindr but then I would probably find someone I or my parents knew. Then again, I could drive two hours into the city and head to the gay district. I selected the latter option, and then my research began. After a few days of scrolling through Google I stumbled across a tiny reference to a bar called The Tight End and a bathhouse that adjoined it. From my extensive reading of internet erotica I guessed that a bathhouse would be a quick mean to my mission’s end, to lose my virginity before going away to college in a few months. So with my course of action settled I just had to wait till I turned 18. At around Christmas time when I first made my plan I had intended to wait till a little further into the summer but as the end of the school year approached along with my birthday I became increasingly impatient. Every time I watched porn I found myself pondering what the bottoms must be feeling, focusing on that first moment of penetration where the bottom’s ass must give way and allow the top inside. The week before my birthday I made up my mind, I would go first thing in the morning and get my new ID and then I would tell my parents that a few friends had planned a party in the city, I got them to give me some gas money and book me a cheap hotel for the night so that I wouldn’t have to drive home late and set off on my secret plan. The Tight End was a small dingy bar and when I parked around the corner I felt certain that there would be no on inside. I was wrong. When I got past the bouncer at the front door, who took a good long while looking at my new ID, I was shocked to find the entire bar pack full of all shorts or people. There were young guys like me, older guys, bears, leather men, basically if you could imagine him he was here. However, exploring a gay bar was not my purpose, I was a twink with a mission. I made my way through the assorted men to the back of the bar when I had read was the entrance to the bathhouse. I went through a black painted door marked “Baths” and found myself face to face with just about the largest man I had ever seen. He had to be nearly six foot seven and entirely composed of muscle, and clad only in a pair of black pants and a white wife beater t-shirt he made quite the imposing figure. “ID kid," he said in rumbling voice befitting of a man his size. I fumbled to get my ID out and stood there shaking like a leaf as he looked me and my ID over. “Happy Birthday. Have fun.” He stepped aside and revealed another door, “You pay and get your locker inside.” “Thank you,” I stammered and went through the next door. Inside was what looked like a shitty hotel’s reception desk. There was a reasonably attractive guy in his mid-thirties with super dark five o’clock shadow sitting behind the desk watching porn from the sound of it. Behind him was a rack of keys and then a few small cubbyholes. “You new? I’ve never seen you before,” asked the man at the desk. “Yeah first time.” “Well you’ll get eaten up in there for sure.” The man laughed a little, but when he stopped he smiled kindly. “You want a room or just a locker?” No one had ever written about that question before in any of the erotica I had read, I had no idea what to do, and for a moment I just stood frozen staring at the man. “It’s ok kid, most guys are kinda nervous their first time to the baths. Do you wanna get a private room so you can take a guy back there with you? Those are hourly and you pay when you leave; or you can rent a locker for the night for twenty bucks and hope that the guy, or for you probably guys, you wanna hook up with, if you so choose, have rooms of their one.” “Which would you do?” Looking at the rates about the guys head I was quickly calculating how much it would be to get a room for most of the night. “I would just get a locker if I were you, put my clothes and stuff in there and just take my towel and my key with me. Sweet boy like you’ll get caught up in no time.” He laughed again, and again ended with his kind smile. “Ok, just a locker then.” “All right. That’s twenty bucks.” I fished in my wallet for one of the new crisp twenties I had gotten out of the ATM at home before coming and handed it over to the man. In return he handed me a locker key on a bungee cord like they give you at the pool and a black towel. Then he buzzed me through a door surrounded by red neon lights at the far right of the room. The locker room was much darker then the reception area and it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. It really was just like being at the pool, except that the pool didn’t usually have the vague ever present thumpa-thumpa of club dance music that the baths seemed to have, there were rows of lockers and ever more going around the walls, and scattered about were small changing benches and off at the far end were a few curtained showers. I checked my key, found the corresponding locker, and rather sheepishly stripped down to my underwear, stuffing my clothes into the little box. Then I wrapped my towel around my waist and shimmied my boxer-briefs off under the towel. Dressed then in only my towel, I secured the key around my waist, sucked a few condoms in the roll of my towel, locked the locker and walked away, trying not to look nervous. Just passed the showers was a long bank of mirrors and I stopped for a second to get a look at myself. “Five foot eleven with gold blonde hair and a slight frame and clad in only a towel, God” I thought to myself, “You really are a bad seventy’s porno waiting to happen.” I laughed out loud at that one. I never had really liked the way I looked. I always wished that I looked more manly, was stronger and bigger, covered in hair; but it didn’t matter if I worked out, or exercised or what, I was just a scrawny little pale hairless blond twink. “Ah well,” I thought, “Nothin’ I can do about that now.” I took a deep breath and walked out of the locker room into the bathhouse proper.
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Shopping for Antiques; Brought Home Two POZ Loads I was very proud of my boyfriend. He had just finished law school and was hired by an international firm. They wanted him to take over some big French accounts, so they paid for him to learn French and then moved us for the summer to Paris, all expenses paid. His salary was embarrassingly high, and we decided to live the life. We went out every night to the bars, and the French “mecs” were always flirting with him. My boyfriend's French was much better than mine. I could only speak a few polite words and order basic things from a menu. He, on the other hand, could carry on conversations about law, politics, sex, and everything else. I often felt a bit “left out” as he would flirt back conversing with these hot French guys. Eventually, one night, he was totally ignoring me at a gay bar in the Marais, paying attention to two twinks who were falling allover themselves to try to get into his pants. I said some things I shouldn't have and stormed out. When he came home, over an hour later, he apologized. He admitted that he liked the attention that he was getting as a sexy fit American who could speak their language. He confessed that they were begging to see his circumcised cock. They had never seen one before. Keep in mind that I thought we were monogamous, but he told me that they convinced him to go to the bathroom together and the two twinks took turns blowing him, “just to see what it would look like hard.” He promised me that it was just the wine he had drunk and that he didn't let them make him cum. I was surprised to find that his story, in spite of, or perhaps because of, my anger, I was totally hard. I could tell he was blue-balled and wanted me to fuck him. I fucked him until he shot his load all over both of us without touching his dick. It was angry fight sex that night and it was amazing. We always fuck bare, and he loves taking my load. He told me once that 'pulling out is for porn.' I could swear I heard that line somewhere, but the porn we watch together is so vanilla it could not have been from there... The next morning, he apologized again and promised to make it up to me the next weekend. On Friday night after work, we surprised me saying that he had rented a car and we were going to spend a romantic weekend in the countryside, just the two of us, in a nice hotel. For some reason, it seemed like all of the hottest guys in France wanted to jump my boy's bones. At the rental car place, the guy behind the counter seemed to drool over my boy's passport. They guy at the service station sprung wood in his tight jumpsuit uniform as he pumped our gas. I could swear he was holding his hard-on as he walked up with his crotch at eye-level to get the cash. The guy at the hotel reception desk swooned over my boy's business credit card. The bell boy seemed weak at the knees as he put our suitcases down on the floor next to the bed. Of course, I understood nothing that any of them said to him. My ears did perk up when the bell boy said, in heavily accented English, “And let me know if you two need anything. Anything at all...” My boy winked at him as he pressed a ten Euro note into his gloved hand. We climbed into bed together, and I fucked him hard, jealous at the attention he was getting from all of these sexy guys. On Saturday morning, we woke up early and had a fantastic breakfast in bed, hand-delivered by another beautiful bell boy. I got the feeling that he wanted to see what was under my boy's robe when he answered the door to let him in. We ate, showered together, fucked again, and got dressed. We set out, with my load still in his hole. In the rental car, I made a joke asking if they would charge extra for cum-stained upholstery. He told me that the guy behind the counter would probably not mind licking it up himself. Very funny, right? We didn't really have a destination, so we just headed out down some winding roads. The countryside really was gorgeous and the day was perfect. We saw a sign, in French, of course, advertising for an estate sale at a chateau. My boy thought that might be fun, and that maybe we could buy some overpriced furniture to ship back to our fancy new apartment. The chateau really was a mansion, at least four stories tall. There were a two cars parked in the yard, but the place seemed mostly deserted. We rang at the front door just as a straight couple were leaving. We were both shocked by the incredibly handsome man who answered the door. Jean, as he introduced himself, could only be called a bear. Probably six foot tall and 200 pounds of muscle. He wore a fitted checked shirt that clung to his wide pecs showing off some really visible nipples. (I wondered if this guy was into tit play...) He had a tuft of silver hair pouring out of his low-buttoned shirt. He had buzzed silver hair and a silver goatee, and piercing blue eyes. I guessed he must have been in his late 40s or early 50s. Jean invited us in, speaking French comfortably with my boy, and perfect continental English with me. As he led us into the foyer, I could not help but notice his toned ass in tight-fitting corduroys. As I was noticing Jean's amazing ass, my boy noticed Jean's overwhelming basket crotch. He later told me that he could see Jean's shaft and cockhead as he walked us through the house. Room after room was packed with gorgeous paintings and furniture. Jean told us that he had inherited the house from his lover and was going to sell everything off. “Too many painful memories,” he said. There were a few photos of a younger Jean with a very dapper-looking older man. He told us that his lover had contracted “SIDA” from a string of rent boys. I didn't know what he was talking about and my boy mouthed to me “AIDS...” Ah. Got it. After three rooms or so, I was already overwhelmed, and also needed to go to the bathroom. Jean told me where it was, and I headed through the labyrinthine halls to find it. It probably took me five minutes to find the toilet, and three minutes to get back. When I got back, my boy was sitting awfully close to Jean on a sofa, with his hand on my boy's thigh. My boy had his hand resting on Jean's crotch. I have no clue what they where whispering about in French, but they sat right up and started gesturing to a portrait on the wall as soon as I came in. I cleared my throat but thought it best not to say anything. Two rooms later, we had picked out a beautiful set of chairs, fauteuils, I think they were called. My boy excused himself to look for the toilet. Jean sat down next to me in the other chair and told me how lucky I was to have a boyfriend with such a talented tongue. At first I thought he meant that my boy was talented with languages, but then I wondered... He leaned close to me, and asked if he could see how talented my tongue was. I was stupified as Jean leaned in closer and his tongue parted my lips. I sprang a hard-on immediately as his hands explored my crotch. I couldn't believe that this incredibly sexy man was giving me attention, or that I was letting him kiss me. I melted into the chair as he started to unbuckle my belt and pull my pants to the side. He scooped my cock out of my shorts and engulfed it. He wrapped his lips around my dick and swallowed me down to the balls, swirling his tongue. I gasped as I opened my eyes to see that my boyfriend had walked back into the room. My just winked at me as if this happened all the time, no inclination that I should stop Jean. I was embarrassed that the shoe was now on the other foot, and I was letting a stranger blow me. I stood up quickly, which sent Jean sprawling to the rug in front of me. (Jean later told us it was a tapestry rumored to have come from Louis XVI's chapel at Versailles...) I ran out of the room and back to the car, thinking my boyfriend would follow me as soon as he settled the bill for the chairs and organized shipping. After ten minutes, I gave up waiting and headed back into the house. There, on an eighteenth century rug, Jean lay naked with my boy riding his bare cock, his head thrown back in ecstasy and his hard cock about to squirt his load everywhere... To be continued... -
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I had been following this new massage shop on an app called LINE with their occasional postings on Craigslist. They are a new shop and seemed eager to get my husband and I into their shop. The mamasan sent pictures of her "boyz" with the understanding that we were only looking for "100% TOP KING boyz" into sucking, fucking and rimming. At our designated reservation time, my husband and I arrived to meet the mamasan and promptly taken upstairs to a rather old , but clean, looking room and instructed to shower. Within minutes my massage boy arrived and had me get on my stomach on a massage type table. He began with a legit massage and worked diligently on my feet and back. After about 30 minutes, his fingers began to wander on the inside of my thighs and my now 7 inch uncut cock was leaking precum like a leaky faucet. The boy then leaned in and spread my cheeks and drove his rigid tongue deep inside of my wet hole. He had me moaning as he continued eating my hole like a champion then proceeded to give my entire backside a tongue bath. He then climbed up on me and started a full body on body massage with the full weight of his body. As he slid up my back, his now rigid 7 inch Thai cock would go up my crack and tease my hole. I wondered if he would use a condom. Over and over he massaged my back with his body until finally his cock lined up perfectly with my hole and he did not hesitate in going full length inside of me and stopped fully inside. My back arched and I took in a sharp breath. I reached back and realized he was bare. I moaned my deep approval. He took my approval and whispered some Thai words in my ear and he began a very erotic and sensual fucking as he reached around and played with my nipples and kissing my neck. Each of his thrusts were met with my ass pushing back against his cock.. Without exiting my hole, he slowly and methodically turned my body around so I was now on my back, my ankles pushed back to my ears, hole fully exposed and still full with his cock. He started pumping me again while stroking my very wet cock. After 10 minutes or so of deep full length pumping, he looked deep into my eyes and nodded as his eyes started to roll back in his head. At that point he began to FUCK very fast and he grunted gutterally and blew his Thai babies deep inside of me. That first blast of very hot cum on my prostate made me start to blast off and I covered my own face with my thick load. Without moving, he leaned down and licked every drop of my cum off of my face then kissed me deep and senually. Slowly our breathing came back to normal, he pulled out and began to finish the massage as I drifted off to sleep a few minutes at a time. Afterwards, I tipped him very well and he greeted the tip with a very sweet hug and kiss. Until next time... I will post about my husband's experience later....
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I had not been feeling very good at all, so I called and doctor who was able to get me in to his office in about an hour thanks to a cancellation. I made the appointment, but by the time I arrived I could hardly move nor breathe. I really felt horrible. Doctor took a couple of tests and quickly determined I had pneumonia and hustled me across the street to the hospital real quick. Soon there were iv tubes running in me and fluids and antibiotics being fed into me. More tests and more tests and finally the doctor came by and told me I had probably gotten to him in time as my lungs were really full of gunk for sure, adding I would be at the hospital for at least a few days. He also ordered up some breathing treatments to help clear up the passageways. The respiratory therapist who showed-up was a young hot looking twink guy. WOW. Just looking at him standing there, in his scrubs - my breathing was definitely labored. His clothing was a bit small for his build, and definitely hugged him around the waist very nicely. I could still see he was sporting a very nice looking bulge in his crotch. I was sure he was checking me out too and basically I was naked but for one of those stupid hospital gowns. Not much I could do feeling so bad but look. I was also sure that he purposely leaned against my arm as he put the breathing mask on my face and I could feel that nice bulge I had seen. He seemed to be very well hung and I was loving it even if it only lasted a few seconds. The treatment was over way too fast as I could not take my eyes off of him. He again leaned against me as he took the mask off and told me he would be back again in about 4 hours for another one. He smiled so wonderfully as he went out the door. Sure enough the cute guy was back in 4 hours and again he leaned against my arm as he put the mask on and again as he took it off. He was looking me right in the eyes as he did it too, and smiled big at my staring back. He leaned in and whispered to me that he knew I couldn't do anything but wait until I felt better and he would see what could be done. I gasped at that wondering what he had in mind with me down in the hospital in bed. He was off then till the next morning. When he did return it was the same thing almost. As he went to put the mask on me he leaned in again and this time his cock was right against my hand. I could not resist and took ahold of his cock through his scrubs. It felt fantastic and was big enough around I definitely could not get my hand clear around it. I rubbed it the whole time of my treatment, stroking it and his low moans made me horny as hell for him even more than I had been. Too quickly it was over though and he told me he would see me later again, this time leaning down and planting a quick kiss on me. On his next trip in, he started to talk a little as I rubbed his cock again. He told me I didn't know him but he knew who I was from some pics on my profiles he had seen online. He mentioned seeing me on BBRT, BZ, MH and a couple of others and thought I was hot and wanted me as soon as possible, when I got to feeling better. He was again off then till the next day, leaving me with a lot to think about. I was especially intrigued by what he meant about me being so hot as I am really only about average looks and my cock barely average. Oh, well, he was hot enough for two I thought. By the next morning I was finally feeling quite a bit better finally. Even managed to get out of bed to use the toilet instead of a pan. LOL Still breathing hard by the time I got back to bed though but much better anyway. The morning treatment was not much as he seemed preoccupied and no talking really just in and almost out. But, he stopped for a minute on the way out and told me, we could be in luck for the afternoon as the nurse and aide on duty then were the laziest they had and would not leave the nurses station for almost anything other than an emergency and away he went, leaving me wondering again. He came in in a hurry that afternoon. He told me we had some time and wanted to have a little fun. I was all for that. As he prepared by treatment he was kind of fidgeting some. As he leaned to put the mask on again he leaned against my hand but this time as I grasped him his trousers were down and I grabbed bare cock and it was divine. I started to stroke him and as I did he leaned over a little more and reached under my gown and grabbed my cock. I was hard already but he made it a rock in no time and played with my balls too. Then I felt his hand go between my legs and started to rub my hole. He looked at me then and told me he knew I was a bottom from my profiles he had read. I smiled and nodded and spread my legs so he could play easier with my hole. He pulled away for a sec and I saw him get something out and it turned out to be some lube which he then started to apply to my hole. I was loving it and then his finger started into me and I moaned for sure as the pleasure erupted inside me. In no time I felt another finger and then another finger enter me as he opened my hole up wider and wider and drove his fingers roughly in me deeper also. I was writhing on the bed and was soon ready for anything he wanted to do. He then looked me in the eyes and asked if I was ready for more and I nodded yes. He climbed on the bed and carefully lifted my legs up and out. He lined up his cock head with my hole and slowly started to slip it in a little at a time. Stroking it in a little at a time, so slowly and so agonizingly fantastic, until I finally felt his balls hit me in the ass as he bottomed out. He held still for a bit and then spoke to me telling me how he had read every single line of my online profiles, so he was sure he knew exactly what I wanted from him. I was curious as to that but then as he said it he pulled almost all the way out of my hole and slammed back in hard. I gasped but only for a second as he did not stop but immediately went into fast speed and pounded my hole fast and furious and hard and as deep as he could. It hurt a little to start with but soon I was in heaven for sure as that is the way I definitely love it. fast, hard, deep and filling my hole as full as possible on every stroke. He kept up a little whispering to me. He was telling me how nice my hole felt, so hot, and he had just what I wanted and knew I was going to love it. At times he would reach between us and run a couple of fingers in me as he fucked me good and I could feel the extra stretch that did and then one time he reached and leaned up some and I was sure he tried to get as many fingers in me at the same time as his cock as he could. It was kind of uncomfortable and I groaned a little with it. As he brought his hand back away though he lifted it between us and I gasped as I saw what looked like a little blood on his fingers. He leaned towards me again and told me he thought he tore my hole a little that last time, but he was smiling when he said it. I started to ask what he did that for when he all at once grabbed my legs and lifted them way up and caught me off guard and I could not get a good breath to ask then as he really tipped me up and pounded deep into me even harder and faster. He was breathing heavy too I noticed and then he leaned in and told me here it comes, just what you wanted and needed. He ground into me then and I could feel his cock throb and feel the heat of his cum as it erupted inside me. He ground his cock as deep as he could and kept doing it for what seemed forever but felt so good. He finally settled down a little and told me there, it is done and I had what I had always wanted in me. I looked confused I know and asked him what he meant. He told me he read everything I had every written online and he knew I wanted his gift. I was still puzzled and he then lifted his top and there around one of his nipples was the sign. Yes, that sign, the biohazard symbol. I knew too well what that meant. I gasped and asked what the hell, I hadn't wanted that. He told me it was on every one of my profiles that I was poz friendly, and would take any load no matter who, and I had written some stories about bug chasing on BZ. He just knew I wanted to become poz and was really happy to help me out. He got up then and told me, Hey, I am done for today but I will see you in the morning and maybe we can do this again, huh? I could only lay there and wonder, what the hell did I get myself into on just fantasizing so much.
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I was ordered to do 30 days in jail for a violation with a city ordinance. I am a white, muscular hairy guy - mainly bottom. I had three cell mates. And from day one to day 30 - Every night they rammed and pounded their huge Black Cocks in me. By the third night , I was begging for it. When I got home my partner and I were upstairs and I stripped naked and he gasped at the 8 tattoos , but when I laid on my back and showed him my gaping ruined hole he started freaking out. An hour later we were both naked he had been cucked and his arrogant ass watched 4 BBC’s breed me. He almost cried when I rode the last one and already leaking cum he shot a flood in me that fished back out covering my thighs and legs. But after he spent a couple hours eating my ass and slurping up the cum, while I told him , his small white dick would never satisfy me - that I was a whore for Black Cock and only would take Black Raw Loads and his job would be to clean up my ass and hole - the following week we went to a bathhouse and he whimpered near me as I was gang bred on a fuck bench, in a sling on the floor in the maze and even on all fours in the showers - Then we went to the fuck bench and he ate my wrecked hole and licked it clean. last night at the eagle he watched 5 Bulls breed me with their monster Black Cocks then they forced him to suck them clean and he loved it ! so after eating me out , we showers and lubed up and by nights end he was a stretched out moaning for more whore for BBC like me and on all fours , glassy eyed and drooling through open mouths we kissed as two bulls pounded the hell out of our white asses.
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What's the oldest guys who started fucking with other men? I was 60, though I'd been thinking about it for a while. Didn't even know if I'd enjoy it, didn't know id anyone would want me. I'd never wanted to use condoms, so I didn't. Inevitably I got poz. Went to the clinic and when my figures said I was at risk, went on meds. Met my partner 12 years ago, married him. Sometimes I wished I been more depraved - had the offer of group pozzing by a bent cop in NYC, who could get any drugs I wanted, but chickened out. What's other older guys' experience like? pozboy
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Hi all--Im a 26 year old extremely masc, bearded FTM in the sf bay area. work out very regularly, have had top surgery but no bottom surgery. I am a total bottom and very submissive. I have a maaaajor pregnancy risk kink and I'm looking for any and all loads I can get. I'm fertile and so the risk is real, but it would be no risk for you since you can stay anonymous if you want. I'm not in SF proper but I can travel (or host in my part of the bay). Only looking for tops at the moment but I'm open otherwise to any age/ethnicity/physical appearance. Also love being tag teamed/group fun. Have hosted several "pussy parties" before too--some guys who are curious about trying pussy, me naked on a bed or table with a blindfold on and earplugs in, and anyone can use my pussy as much or as little as they want to find out if they like it. I can get into some very rough shit but I'm also down for just regular hooking up too! Only strict requirement is no condoms ever. I've never had one inside me and I never want to.
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Hi, fairly new to breeding, negative bottom/sub looking for tops to accom in Essex/East London. Would like to know if there are any regular group sessions. I am near Romford way. Hoping to get filled by more than one!
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Cum Dump hosting in Birmingham city centre for 12 hours of relentless breeding - starting 9pm tonight. Have someone bringing 1 pint of frozen cum to be fucked inside me and accom for hard sleazy top breeders through the night who need to pump/dump. Face down, cunt up. Mount it, ram it, fill it and leave. ALL breeders welcome. Need to take as many cocks and loads as possible. -
Again, not my story, but too hot not to share. This really happened today. I couldn't sleep last night so I figured I'd see what was happening in the local personals and hookup chats. I am 25, bi and have a girlfriend, but I've fooled around a few times in the past hooking up with maybe 10 guys over the last 6 years. I often fantasize about being totally dominated and used by a hung top, but none of my experiences bottoming ever came close to my dreams. That changed today. It had been 2 years probably since I had bottomed. I was on a blow-n-go only streak which satisfied my taste for cum but not my longing to feel my ass stretched around a fat cock. This morning though, I was getting a lot of messages from guys interested in plowing my tight white ass. Most were BBC. One guy though...his cock was magnificent. 8in long, cut, and almost coke can thick with a pair of huge low-hanging balls. He was 19, not something I'm usually into, but bigger than me and very masculine. Best part: he started immediately playing the Dom. I was just looking to suck a cock, but he demanded an ass pic so I dutifully replied with one. He went wild telling me how he wanted to "bend [my] bitch ass over and shove [his big black cock] up my tight white boi pussy." How he was going to turn me into his cock slut, how I was his boi slut, and he was going to be my Daddy. This was everything I ever dreamed of. He sent me over the edge when he told me to put on a pair of my gf's panties and meet him in the lobby of his dorm building. I did as daddy asked and out on a lacy blue thong and slid some sweat pants on over, got in the car, and before I knew what I was doing I was standing in his dorm room. He told me to take off everything but my panties. "Sissy bois don't get to wear clothes" he said. He pushed me onto my knees and stood with his crotch in my face. I understood what he wanted, and pulled out his giant black semi-hard cock. At "half-staff" he was already bigger and thicker than me. He placed his foot firmly against my cock and balls and squished them just hard enough to make me squeal. "That is not a real cock" he said referring to my crotch. "That is your flirty. You are not to touch your clitty. You only cum with daddy's permission or you will be punished." "Now be a good little slut and take care of your daddy's cock." I took him in my mouth soft but already he was down my throat. Soon he was at his full 8x6in size and fucking my throat like it owed him money. I sucked and gagged and stroked him like I have seen female pornstars do. On my knees in a pair of panties it felt right to let my cock whore nature take over. As he got close to blowing his load, he had me up and bent me over the side of his couch. He pulled the thong to the side exposing my tight pussy. Then began probing with tongue, then fingers, and finally a decent sized dildo until he was satisfied I was ready for his massive daddy cock. He said he would go easy. Instead, he slid on a condom, spit on my hole, pressed his cock against my hole gradually building pressure, and then forcefully rammed half of his member inside me. I felt so full I thought he was gonna rip me in 2. After a few gentle pumps, he drew all the way out and rammed it back in further. This continued until I felt his balls rating against my own. I was in heaven. I had never been so full. I arched my back to give him full access to my pussy and he began pounding away. He fucked me all over the dorm room. I couldn't get enough. Everytime he pulled out to reposition, I felt empty and incomplete and longed for his cock back inside me. Against his orders, I came twice from having my ass so forcefully used while he called me his slut, sissy bitch, and pussy boi. The first time, he scooped up my cum and fed it to me, telling me that real men don't cum from being ass fucked. "See, I told you that you aren't a real man. Even your little clitty has accepted that the only way you cum now is from having a real man dick up your pussy. You are to suck, get fucked, and cum just like the girl you really are." I was equally demeaned and turned on. I climbed on top and rode his cock until I squirted more sum from my little clit. I awaited my feeding, but this time he had me back on my knees, dropped a big glob of cum on my ass hole and started fucking it into me. I loved the feeling of hot cum in my ass. After sometime, I was ready for his cum. He pulled out, took off the condom, and approached by mouth. My pussy wasn't done yet though. I boldly stood up and bent over the couch and spread my cheeks wide. I wanted him to be the first to seed my hole and claim it as his property. His raw cock felt even better. I could feel his sticky pre-cum and every ridge of his thick shaft. After only a minute or 2 I could tell he was close. I clenched my pussy tight on his cock and he began shooting spurt after spurt of daddy sperm deep into my cunt. He held his cock inside of me briefly and then continued thrusting until he went soft. We got dressed and he sent me home full of his seed. I can still feel it deep in my bowels and it just makes me want more
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Accom tonight in brum city centre for tops who need a hole. No chat, find me ready to mount and breed. 1on1 or share me. 9pm-late. Happy to accom for tops who want to force their way balls deep inside.
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Some would say being a cop is a power trip. They are not wrong. I've been known to throw my weight around once in a while. I do get off pulling some poindexter over in his brand new Tesla and testing his mettle. And yes I do wear the mirrored sunglasses so they can't see my eyes. I just stand still with my cop poker face and let them do all the talking. Most guys can not take the heat, they start babbling on and on. If they aren't too pathetic I might let them off. Occasionally one will give me 'that look', if he can take his eyes off my crotch long enough to look me in the face. And if I am in a really shitty mood I still give 'em a ticket after they've blown me. What can I say, power is addictive. So I did not bring in this particular poindexter, let's call him Dex. Art collard him on a charge of indecent exposure, caught the guy pissing in a car park. Not legal buddy. Of course no man in his right mind would give a shit about another man taking a leak where ever it was handy but the complaints from Miss Prude and Suzie Homemaker can get to be a real pain. This guy was a whiner. His excuse? Some medical condition about his bladder, unable to control himself, blah, blah, blah. Drink less or wear a diaper, I don't care. He made his problem our problem so voila, a trip to the brink. The thing about him is he's hot in a sort of nerdy professor way with his round glasses and tweedy clothes. I gave him a good look over and yeah, he had potential. I could imagine him getting off his charge if I got off in him. Art, the lazy fucker, handed him off to me so he could go feed his fat face. Fine with me. I wanted feel this guy out, see if maybe he'd like to make a deal to go home without an arrest sticking. He was a fidgety bugger constantly looking around and pulling at his tie. He asked a lot of questions and I knew he would do anything to get off. I made a point of eyeballing his wedding ring which he quickly covered with his right hand. I let him stew while I went to have a chat with one of the jailbirds. Stan was a frequent visitor to our fine establishment, mostly because he was a drunk. Once in a while he'd go too far and cause a disturbance. He was an okay sort of guy, not a nasty drunk and once I told him what I had in mind he was in. All he had to do was lean on Dex a little, some sexual innuendos about being in jail, what it's like on public watch lists, that sort of thing. Get old Dex in a panic and I'd swoop in and take full advantage of the paranoid academic. I made Dex hand over his tie, belt, vest and shoes. The last not because I had to but because I wanted him to feel as vulnerable as possible. His bespoke attire fitted him perfectly showing off a slim lightly muscled frame. Definitely fuckable. Dex was going home with my load, he just hadn't agreed to it yet. Luckily it was getting late and the station was settling down for the night. Lots of time to play with no distractions. Art walked by with a plate of pastries and gave me a long look over his glasses. He knew me too well and if I was going to drop a load he wanted his turn. Art had a monster cock so Dex was in for it if things went that way. Luckily for him I would be happy to warm up his hole with my normal size meat. It was comical to watch Stan playing devil on the shoulder as he whispered who knows what in Dex's ear. It made me hard. Poor Dex was practically sobbing as he imagined life as a convict. In our assbackward state someone convicted of public indecency is put on the same list as a sexual predator. Dex could lose his career over a quick whizz. Time for me ride in on my white horse, save the day and get some ass. I removed Dex from the cell to have a little chat. The man was visibly relieved to be away from Stan. Can't blame him, Stan reeks of cheap beer and cheaper gin. I let the silence hang until he broke down and begged me for help. Bingo. I didn't mince words. I asked him if I helped him out of his jam what was in it for me. He stuttered as his mind raced to think of something. He was smart enough to not suggest money. I am willing to bend the rules but I am not that kind of policeman. "I don't know," he finally offered. "I just don't know. What do you want?" I grabbed my crotch. "It's been a long week. I could use a little attention." The bulge in my pants left no doubt what I was after. Dex gulped. "I don't think I could do that," he muttered, eyes downcast. I shrugged. "Just as well. I don't think I could risk my career to let a sexual offender off scott free." "But I am not a sexual offender," Dex growled with some vehemence. He looked so sexy in his anger. "That's not what the law says. You broke the law buddy and now you are asking me to break it for you. Either way there is a price to pay, now or later, it's your choice." I lewdly groped myself ready to end the chit chat and see what his pouty lips looked like wrapped around my engorged cock. I was so hard by then the tenting looked obscene. Dex deflated. "I can't. I won't. Take me back to the cell." I wasn't worried. We had all night to play this game. Happily for me the cell had two new occupants. Stan was talking to a scary looking piece of white trash with neck tattoos and in the corner sat a sullen punk with eyebrow piercings and a mohawk. Dex moved as far away from the other men as possible. I went to talk with Art. "Any luck," he asked. He had red jelly in the corners of his mouth. "Almost there. He needs a little more persuasion. Why don't you try your lawyer bit." Art adjusted his crotch. Having eaten Art was always in the mood afterwards to bang out a load in a willing hole or even a not so willing hole. Art was a slob but he was also a genius at manipulation. He grabbed a stack of papers. Didn't matter what they said he would make it up as he went along. Again I did my peeping Tom bit as he talked things over with Dex: the trial, public notices in the paper, public defenders vs. lawyer's fees, likelihood of a guilty verdict, life on sexual predator list, probation, on and on. Fairly devastating stuff. Dex seemed to shrink in on himself as he asked Art to get me. He was mine. I strolled in and asked Dex what he wanted, like I had no clue what he could possibly want from me. Making him squirm only made my dick throb. The power trip thing. He mumbled something not wanting the other jailbirds to overhear. I wasn't having it. I made him speak up. He wanted my deal but, smart man, he wanted clarification. I made it easy. If he could suck me off to completion he could go home, that simple. Of course the other guys perked up when they heard what I had to say. Dex winced at the loudness of my voice but nodded. I stood up straight, spread my legs and pushed out my groin. Dex's eyes widened, "Here?", his question was half whine half plea. "Why not, the boys here might like a little show." My grin was diabolical. I was in full top mode and didn't give a fuck what anyone thought of me at that point. Time to use my authority. "Get on your knees and suck my cock or I am going to leave you in here with these horn dogs." Dex glanced around nervously eyeing the other men as they adjusted their crotches eager for the show to begin. I had to push Dex down on his knees. He didn't resist much. I ordered him to take out my cock. He was a robot, his eyes glazed over as he gave in to his fate and formed his lips around my meat. It was a terrible blow job but that only served to turn me on more. First time no doubt. I don't mind a little rough in my play, his teeth had a habit of getting in the way. The thing about me is I can rarely get off with a blow job. I usually need to fuck so if I can't blow with a good cocksucker at work what chance did Dex have at coaxing out a load. And that was the deal; to completion. My nut was so firmly gelled in my balls there was no way Dex was going to be a free man any time soon. It was going to have to be his ass. Patient man that I am I let him polish my knob for a good long time before I informed him that he was going to have to change tactics. It took a moment for that to sink in. He begged for a few more minutes. To give him credit it was a better effort. He must have reached deep to remember what he likes. He massaged my balls (loved it), used more tongue (got my pre cum streaming, better for him when I cornholed him), and stroked my shaft. Maybe I could have shot being so turned on by abusing him but I held out. Like I said Dex was going home to his wife with my load warming his guts. Dex was the one to admit defeat, breathing hard and settling back on his haunches he gave me a pleading look but I was not feeling charitable. My cock was throbbing and leaking and ready to rut. "It's time buddy, let's see your hole." Robotically he stood and dropped trou. He had a runner's ass, tightly muscled and hairless. I had to cuff on the back of the head to get him to bend over. A shove moved him over to a bench so he could brace himself. This was going to be a bit of a grudge fuck. He made me work more for his ass than I cared to and I was going to show my displeasure by hammering his hole. Normally I am not a big fan of a spit fuck but it was no time to be fussy. I spat on his crack and started working my meat into him. He took it like a champ, not a word or moan as I steadily pushed my cock into the heat of his ass. I might be an asshole but I am not a brute....well most of the time. I eased in letting him get used to me before I started the fuck. Of course once I got started Mr. Nice made way for Mr. Breeder! Dex had the bench in a death grip and the rhythmic sound of it knocking against the concrete wall was a musical accompaniment to the banging I was delivering to his rapidly heating hole. He felt fantastic! Tattoo Neck and Punk were eyeing the scene eagerly. Both were hypnotically rubbing at their groins while they waited their turn. Stan had his cock out and was openly masterbating. There was no way Dex was leaving that cell without at least five loads buttering his hole. Art would be showing up any minute but I was in no hurry to relinquish my bottom. Dex's hole held me tight in its velvety grip and I could have sworn I felt him push back a couple times when I paused with only my tip buried in his ass. My nuts started to pulse signaling they were ready to release their contents. Punk came forward to wedge himself onto the bench and push his meat down Dex's throat. The evil grin twisting his features as he throat fucked the poor bastard was a spur to my own efforts. I fucked harder pinning Dex between us. I hit that sweet spot of no return and my sack tightened, my cock pulsed. "Take it! Take my load motherfucker," I growled thrusting harder and harder while my manhood raged and spewed its seed deep into Dex's guts. My cock continued to pump and throb with each stroke and the pleasure that enveloped me made me weak kneed. Depleted I stepped backward only to be pushed aside by Neck Tattoo who eagerly plunged his turgid member into Dex's dripping hole. "Fuck yeah," the jailbird sang pistoning into Dex like a machine. Dex gagged around Punk's dick desperate for a breath of fresh air. The delinquent held tight getting off on gagging his cocksucker. Punk's eyes rolled back and he shuddered dumping his load into Dex's throat. The man struggled as he futility tried to knock the confining hands from their constricting grip. Punk held on while he got his nut and cum oozed from both Dex's nose and tightly stretched lips. Neck Tattoo became inflamed with lust battering his fucker with bruising force and bellowing his enraged desire with primal shouts sending Art running into the room. "Well goddamn..." he trailed off as he witnessed the brutal scene. Dex was limp and Neck Tattoo's arms bulged with veins in an effort to hold on to his prize. Punk sat back and surprisingly held Dex's face to his own so he could tongue the man's mouth for a taste of his own cum. The howl of Neck Tattoo's release pierced my ears as I adjusted my package and prepared to zip and buckle up. Stan took his turn sadly ejaculating after only a few thrusts. He came with a whimper then staggered back against the wall. It was time for the real show to begin. Art stepped up to bat and struggled to pull out his truncheon. He was at full mast and the enormous fuck stick had trouble clearing the too small fly. Art had to push his pants down to his knees revealing his fat pimpled ass and pudgy thighs. Out sprang the monster. It was a good thing Dex couldn't see what was coming. There was simultaneous whistles when the men caught sight of what Art sported. Gay or straight there was no man on earth that wouldn't appreciate the size and girth of Art's cock. It looked unreal. Dex's ass suddenly seemed way too small to ever accommodate such a monumental fleshy edifice. He had no choice. Art may have been a fat fuck but he needed a lot of muscle to haul around all that extra blubber. He was a strong s.o.b. and if he wanted in your hole you had better be able to run fast cuz if he caught you....game over. We all inched closer to see the action. Dex was panting, head down, waiting for it to be over. It wasn't going to be over anytime soon, Art was a long haul fucker. What is it about guys with big dicks? They can fuck forever. Art lodged his knob in Dex's crack and began to push. "Ooooh shiiiit," Dex groaned and he held on to the bench like a life line. To his credit he didn't try to get away, stood his ground while Art forced his meat balls deep in Dex's cummy hole. It was a sight and my little buddy started to re-inflate. Punk and Neck Tattoo were flogging their dogs, a look of maniacal lust shining in their eyes. Stan had passed out, his cock still out slowly drooling the last of his load across a hairy thigh. I was mesmerized by the sight of Arts fat cock stretching Dex's hole. The fat bastard wheezed and grunted as he fucked. He was going to croak someday with his dick buried in some poor slob as his heart imploded. I imagined that would be the way he'd want it. Dex was moaning and his legs shook with the exertion of holding his ground while be ridden hard by the rotund Art. Sweat dripped from both men and I suddenly felt the need to fuck. I looked over at Punk and caught his eye. "You want to get out of here tonight?" He nodded. I waved my cock at him. " Get on this and you're out of here." Punk was smart enough to know the score. A blow job wouldn't do and he dutifully presented his hole for me to plunder. I spit and smeared it across his pucker with my already leaky cock. "Go for it man," Punk ordered, "If I can take it from my old man I can take it from you." Alright then. I viciously rammed my meat into him. I might not be hung like Art but my endowment is nothing to laugh at. Punk felt every inch of my manhood as it battered its way into his guts. Just for the hell of it I gave him a reach around and the horny little bastard was as hard as me. Take it my ass, he liked what daddy and I had for him. Art and I fucked. Neck Tatoo beat his meat, the other hand inside his tattered t-shirt abusing his nipples. Punk beat us all to the punch. I had continued pulling on his pecker while my cock made love to his prostate. He shouted as he came and the grip of his orgasming ass on my dick was incredible. My eyes snapped shut and I gasped for air as my second nut coursed it's way through to paint Punk's insides with its beautiful gooey whiteness. Coming down from my orgasm I noticed the streaks of jizz across Punk's back. Neck Tattoo was panting hard and milking the last drops of his load from his uncut penis. Art was still fucking but he was close. It was a silent cum and without a dramatic finish. As always he was suddenly done. His balls emptied spilling their massive load deep in Dex's abused hole. The glory was in the pull out and I made sure to have a front row seat. Art stepped back his glistening shaft slowly uncovering itself as inch after inch retreated. And then the reveal. Dex's ass seemingly reluctant to release its tormenter spasmed and then gaped as Art knob popped free with an audible squish. Cum gushed before his hole could close and his balls were awash in a creamy flood of semen. I was tempted to have a lick, as always, but wouldn't give Art the satisfaction of knowing I wanted to have a taste of his baby batter out of Dex's sweet hole. The post coital energy in the cell was a bit awkward as we all wiped, zipped, buckled and straightened our clothes. All except Dex. He had collapsed across the bench his bare ass shiny with sweat and crack oozing cum. Art snorted and meandered off, probably to go find a cup of coffee and a bundt cake. I hauled Dex to his feet and the bathroom. When he finally emerged he looked none the worse for wear and seem rather chipper for a man who had just been buggered by five men. Art poked his head into the room to inform us that Dex's ride had arrived. I bet you thought I was going to let the poor bastard fry. Nope, I had my fun. I'd already called the guys contact number before I got into his pants. Yeah, I can be a softy too. I had a look into the lobby but only saw a biker looking dude in full leather. I asked Art where Dex's driver was. "That's him," he replied crooking his stubby thumb in the direction of the only man in the lobby. I stared at Dex. "Is that right?" Dex bobbed his head around me to look in the lobby. "Yes," he admitted, "That's my husband." Both Art and my heads jerked back in shock. We took another peek at the mean looking bastard in black boots, chaps, jacket and hat. He was tall, steely eyed and his full beard was flecked in grey. Dex held up his ring finger. "Married five years ago," he turned his hand over as though admiring his bling. "I wasn't too keen but being my master I had to obey. He wanted better control over my income and assets, marriage was the best way to do that." Art absentmindedly chewed on his cake and slurped coffee as he pondered the matter. My perplexed brain was busy re-thinking everything I had assumed about good ole' Dex and I couldn't help but smile at my own ignorance. Dex had a parting shot as he went out the door. "I should thank you boys. If I come home without a pre-loaded hole I have to sleep naked at the foot of the bed." His grin was wide and satisfied. "All the loads banged into me tonight should be good for a few nights between the sheets." With a wink and a nod he joined his man and was gone.
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Memorial Day was fantastic, but tiring! 😉 I even did something that I’ve never done before, but it was the right time. Thinking about it now I love just how debauched it makes me feel. I had fantasized about it, but never actually did it before. But it seemed the right time to take the plunge off the deep end. 😈 After hitting a few of the usual hotspots and servicing the servicemen who were there, I had made a plan to go into the center of town and drive slowly by the veterans wall memorial late at night (the city essentially has a small version of the Vietnam Vets wall, but it’s for all Vets of all wars that are from our town). Previous drive-bys had confirmed that as the weather warmed up, there are a few homeless vets that hang out around the wall and sleep there, just out of view of the road, under the overpass. I wasn’t sure what ages I’d get - by that time of the evening I had already sampled a wide age range (from vets recently returned from a current tour all the way back to Vietnam). I pulled off the road under the bridge and shut the lights off on my SUV. After my eyes adjusted, I found two homeless vets of the first Gulf War. I had already prepared the back of the SUV with the seats down, along with drinks and a few other things they might want to use. 😉 I beckoned from my window, but they thought I was just mocking them the way so many do as they drive by, so I got out and walked over to them. My heart was beating out of my chest! These men were big and strong and they were not clean at all. I lit a 120 and let it dangle from my lips, and reiterated my offer. When they said, “We aren’t fags!”, I pulled up my white blouse - I had left my bra in the car - so they could see my real tits. That was all they needed. I took a deep drag and did a French inhale, and then turned to walk back to my SUV, telling them to follow me. But ummmm… they had other ideas… Before I knew it, two strong marines had me down on a piece of cardboard under the overpass. I started to try to say something - “let’s go to my car” I think - but before I got the words out, the bigger vet had his strong hands on my neck. I was already in heaven. 😉 These two vets spit roasted me on that dirty cardboard where anyone could see if they wanted to for over an hour! They took turns slamfucking my tight pussy and abusing my throat as they squeezed my neck and pinched and twisted the hard nipples on my fat jiggly tits. I was in pure decadent ecstasy. They both gave me multiple loads in that time, deep in my cunt, blasted down my throat, all over my face and tits. I think these two dirty homeless vets shot 3 loads in my unprotected cunt and 2 down my throat. I’m still wiped out and everything is still a little sore. 😉 I gathered my clothes and got up to leave. They asked my name; I told them It was Diana. They wanted more, so I gave them my full name - it’s only a matter of time before I make it fully legal anyway. As I walked away, one yelled - “Yo, Diana, don’t we owe you or sumthin, whore?” I told them I went out to treat vets for Memorial Day, and if anything I owed THEM. I reached in my purse and immediately grabbed my plug and slipped it in my pussy - now capping off so much raw seed I could feel it inside me as I moved - and then walked back to my SUV. I told them I’ll see them again on Veterans Day, if I can make it that long. 😈💦💦💦 - Di ❤️
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I type this as I just had his load deposited in me a few minutes ago.. A guy had messaged me on grindr on November 21st. After some convo and pic exchange, he has a very nice long, uncut cock I knew I wanted him to slay! But he was at work, and I was at home. A 20 or so minute car ride had separated us.. I had just left the area he was currently in. And he lives maybe 30 or so minutes north of that location.. Destiny, the sex gods, whoever was not on our side that night. Bummer. But life goes on... Fast forward to tonight. I had cleaned out in my shower before work. I had gotten off work and decided to check out grindr. I see this sexy man is a mere 655 feet from me, so I Message him. He tells me that he's in an office behind where I work. I make my way over to him. He wants to see my cock, so I show him. He starts to give me some head. I reach for and grab his ever so growing cock, pull his pants down and drop to my knees and start to give him an amazing blow job. After a few minutes of sucking his amazing cock, we hear some voices in the hall way. We both rush to throw our clothes on. I'm holding the door closed for dear life making sure no one is able to open it. He helps me in finishing putting my belt on. After a minute of whoever talking he decides he doesn't know them and it's cool to continue. He turns me around, tells me to drop my pants and he proceeds to bend me over. No lube, my first ever no lube fuck, and no poppers. I was a tad scared.. but it didn't hurt. He puts his cock in me nice and slow, and I'm in disbelief. It's going in smoothly with no pain. After a few minutes of him fucking me, he stops and asks the question all of us bottoms want to hear... "Do you want my load in you?" "Fuck yes." I replied. After a few more thrusts he drops his load inside me. We both get dressed, I tell him we should do this again. He seems game. I leave, he stays to clean up. I got in my car to drive up the street to write this .. So here I sit, in my car, in the dark, at the trailhead to a hiking trail that is potentially cruisy with his load seeping out of my hole hoping that I am able to get some more cum deposited up in me. Fingers crossed!
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As a married guy I don’t get to take many trips on my own, but every now and then I have to go away for work or family. My most recent trip was for work, to Portland, OR. Workdays were short so I had lots of time to explore. I like the city of Portland, but since I was alone, I was thinking I might want to check-out this gay sex club I saw on the web. I don’t know what came over me, as I not usually this brazen. But I was really horny, and the idea of this place really turned me on. Besides, there’s no harm in just going in, watching what’s happening, and jacking off. The club was easy to find and get to – making myself go in…not so much. As a married man, it’s just not something one does. But my hardening dick said otherwise. I told myself, a step at a time. I opened the door, and the music came pumping out and a strange smell…it all lured me in. When I got to the counter, the guy there asked me if I wanted a locker or a room. I was confused at first. Then I thought, in case I needed a safe place to hide, I’d better get a room. After checking-in and getting my towel, I sat in my room a while wondering what I was doing there and what I expected to get out of coming. But I was there so I should join the party and check the place out. When it comes to gay sex, I’m only turned-on by the totality of raw, bareback fucking. So, I’m just here to stand on the sidelines and watch. Being a weeknight, I’m thinking it might not be too busy anyway. So, I finally take off my clothes, wrap the towel around my waist, and step outside my door. The music is pumping, and I did hear some very distinctive “sex” noises. I take a quick walk around, to get the lay of the land. There are spaces with no one, but others (like the steam room), that seem to have a good number of guys. Upstairs, in the cage room is where I see my first “action”. A middle-aged guy, kind of rough and sexy looking is getting his dick sucked by an older guy. The rough guy noticed me and made direct eye contact. I felt conspicuous just standing here so I beat feet and left. Guess I was more nervous than I thought. I told myself I’ll never see any action if I run away from it. Some time goes by, and I’ve seen some blow jobs at the glory holes, fucking in the video room (with a rubber – buzz kill). But now that the place was getting busier, and after hitting my brown bottle, I got less shy. And the place seemed a bit darker. So, as I made my way back to the lounge/cage area there were two guys in the lower section. And from the sound of things, I was sure they were fucking. There was this area behind a half-wall and rail where I could spy on the action. Sure enough, they were fucking hot and heavy. From this angle I couldn’t see the dick going in the ass, but soon enough, they changed positions and I saw the Top reinsert his RAW cock back in that hole. “Fucking A.” I thought. Finally, some real, gay sex. I was rubbing my bone under my towel when across the room I see this guy watching me. He couldn’t see the action, only me. “SHIT!” It’s the Rough Top I saw getting the BJ. Again, I got nervous and dashed away just as I heard the Top saying he was going to breed that bottom. DAMN! I missed it. Since they were nearby, I checked-out the glory holes. Always some raw cock sucking there. As luck would have it, I walked by and heard some “familiar” sounds coming from inside one of the cubes. I looked thru the glory hole itself and sure enough, someone was getting nailed. Could see if it was raw, but WTF, someone was getting fucked. I was on a less traveled section of the area, so I just leaned on the panel and watched thru the hole. The Top was getting close, and I almost lost it when he said, “You want my seed?” And the bottom said, “Fuck yeah.” I was about to cum with him when I felt uncomfortable. I looked over my shoulder and there he was, about 20 feet away. Mr. Rough. I could see he had his dick out from under his towel and was stroking it. It was about 8.5 inches, tapered head and shaft that got thicker at the base. And it had a slight upward curve. I stopped watching the scene below me and turned to check him out. He was far enough away that I didn’t feel the need to flee. He'd had an average body with some hair, and was about six feet in height. He was sexy and each time I'd seen him, he was watching me and not the other action. I then noticed I was still stroking my dick under my towel. I look-up again and he was gone. I thought it was odd, but I turned just in time to see the Top in the GH cube inject the bottom with his sperm. This whole time I didn’t touch anyone else. I just watched from a distance and stroke my dripping dick. Now I figured it was time to check-out the slings. I walked down a hallway and stopped at the corner of the wall going from the hall into the room. It was dark there and no one could see me - it was perfect. There is this young stud in the sling, legs up the chain and strapped in place. He was rubbing his dick while the top was on his knees licking and tongue fucking that hot bottom. The top was stroking his cock with warm oil. I could see clearly the oil bottle, so I knew they weren't going to be using a rubber. The site of this and the idea of some bare fucking got me really turned on. I started stroking my leaking boner under my towel. Soon thereafter the top stood-up and started rubbing his bare, oiled dick head over the moaning bottom's wet hole. "Can I just slip the head in a bit? I want to feel how good your hole is." "Okay." The bottom answered. With that the top pushed his head in and danced it around in that bottom's hot hole. Without another word, his whole dick slid into the bottom all the way to his balls. "OH, FUCK YEAH! That feels good," the bottom mutters. "I knew you'd like it," the top replies, adding "I'm going to fuck you good, then give you my hot load in your cunt. You want that don’t you, boy?" "Yes Sir," the boy answered. Oh my God! My dick is so hard and it's dripping a full stream of pre-cum down my shaft. I soooo wish I was that bottom boy. And, before I could complete that thought, I hear it whispered in my ear. "I know you're standing here wishing you were in that sling.” You think I would have jumped from being startled...but the voice was so sexy...and right, I just stood there, totally turned-on, and excited. Without notice, I feel a tongue licking the back of my ear and down my neck. I stopped breathing. “Here! Feel this." His hand grabbed my right wrist and pulled it back. I feel it contact a firm, solid cock. My hand wraps around it and I know in a moment it's the man that had been watching me. FUCK! I start to shake and panic. "SHHHH...just be calm, I know what you want, and I want to give it to you." He's now pulling me tightly into him. I'm pressed against his warm, bare chest. I feel his fur. My hand is still wrapped around that amazing cock. He whispers to me to slowly stroke it. I'm thinking to myself, "I'm not supposed to be with anyone here. I shouldn't be doing this." But I can't stop. His dick feels so damn good. Plus, it is my favorite type and shape. I then feel his left arm wrap around me. "I want to make you feel better than you ever have. I want to really fuck you like you've never been fucked. Will you let me do that?" "I shouldn't," I tell him. "I'm supposed to just stay alone, not be with anyone." I say. "Who says?" he replies. "No one...I mean, me. I know it's best if I don't get involved with anyone." “Well, too late now. You've got me too hot and hard, I can't just walk-away. Besides, you know what you want, and I know what you want. Now tell me boy, what is it you REALLY want?" "I can't say," I mumble. "Yes, you can, and you will say it. But first, let me make it easier." With that he drops my towel to the floor and holds a bottle of poppers under my nose. “Take a deep breathe through your nose and hole it, then let it out real slow.” I do so, and in moments my head is spinning. Fuck! I’m flying and feeling real horny. "Bend over a bit. You’re going to like this. I just want to feel your hole with my finger." I'm reluctant, so he pushes me a bit. I bend over and he instructs, "Now, spread your cheeks for me." I can’t help myself; I’m so horny I obey. I feel an oily finger push into my hole. He pushes it rather fast and deep. I pull away a bit because it stings a little because my ring is so tight, almost virgin. He rubs his finger around a bit, and I pull away his finger slips out as he comments "You have a hot, tight little pussy there boy. When were you last fucked?" "I don't remember. I mean, never…it's been a while." "Well, I think you're really going to like this fuck. Have you got a room?" Without waiting for an answer, he pushes me down the hall urging "Let's go." I lead him to the room where, once inside, all I want is to be fucked...actually fucked, not just pretend. I know this is not right. I can’t do this. Then this hot man looks me in the eyes and says, “Feeling really horny, aren't you? You ready for some real cock?" I can't answer but I was thinking to myself 'Fuck YES! I want HIS cock, but I'm not supposed to. "Come-on boy. Take another hit, on both sides this time, then get on your knees, on the bed, and show me that pussy. That hot, tight pussy. I want to fuck you." I inhale deeply in both nostrils and hold the hit as long as I can. Once I let it out, without thinking I get on my knees - I so want to be fucked. I want this man's dick so bad I can't think of anything else. He puts some oil over his head and shaft and starts rubbing that amazing head over my hole. FUCK! I want him in there, and as if reading my mind, he casually remarks "I'm going to push my dick head in you." "You got a rubber on?" I ask. "What do you think?" he asks. With that his head is in my hole. "FUCK MAN! You gotta put on a rubber!" "That's not what you want now is it?" He's fucking right. I’m so high from the poppers all I want is his bare cock. I want him to fuck me like men are supposed to fuck. I want his seed, I gotta have his cum in me. Without thinking anymore, my ass takes over. I push back and am met by his forward thrust. We both simultaneously exclaim "Fuck yeah!" as his unprotected shaft goes deep into my hole. It hits some resistance. "You feel that boy? You feel what's stopping me?" "Yeah, kinda. What is it?" "It's your second ring. Ever been fucked past your second ring?" "Don't think so, sir. Didn't even know I had one." "Oh, you do. But I guess you’re a virgin there, too. Guess I get to take that cherry. It's even tighter than your first one. You have to try hard to relax…better hit the bottle again…here goes. Oh fuck, here I go. What the hell am I doing? I'm getting something I’ve wanted for a long time. And before I know it, he shoves. His dick head is the perfect shape, and he pops past my second ring without pain, with help from the poppers I imagine. Involuntarily I exclaim "OH MAN! That's fuckin' awesome. I love the feeling." "Yeah, it's pretty damn good at my end too." “You're so fucking hot and tight I don't know how much longer I can hold-off." The poppers have me so high and horny I just say, "Don't hold it, man. I’m so fucking horny...I need your load in me. Shoot it man, inject me with that juice you know I need." I can't fucking help myself anymore. A complete stranger is barebacking me, and I want his sperm so bad. "Oh, you fucking hot bitch! I'm going to fucking seed you deep. I'm going to give you a load where no man has ever left one before." "Fuck yeah man, seed my cunt deep. Own it, make it yours. You've known all along what I wanted - what I needed." With that he dives deep; holds it; and I can feel his dick surge and pump. He's fucking shooting his hot seed in me. I'm in fucking heaven! I'm feeling every moment. He's jabbing my cunt and spitting his seed as he grunts "OH FUCK YOU, you hot bitch. I knew you'd be a hot fuck." He's now slowly pumping my ass as I stroke my dick, within seconds I announce. "Oh, fuck man, keep pumping me. I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck yeah, here it cums! Fuck the cum out of me! Fuck your cum deeper in me." With that, my dick blasts my pent-up load all over the bed and shortly we fall to the mattress, Mr. Rough resting on my back. "Fucking amazing, boy. But then I knew your pussy would drain my balls." "I never thought I'd do something like that. I'm glad I did. You were the best fuck I ever had, just as you said. Thanks!"
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Was supposed to be a quickie blowjob, kid was going to come over, get on his knees and milk my cock for that nutt! When he arrived he stripped off his shorts and was wearing a jockstrap, my weakness, so after he slobbered all over my cock for 5 minutes I stood him up and turned him over on my couch, put my fingers in his mouth, then used his spit to lube his hole, and lined my bare cock up with his hole. He told me he didn't have much time and so I told him that was fine, been a while since I've used a hole for a quick pump and dump. Probably lasted 5 minutes in that tight hole and blew my load in his ass. Once I pulled my cock out I told him he could go, seeing as he didn't have much time
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If you have read some of my posts you know I work for a gay couple and one of them fucks me regularly. When we first started fucking I was very uncomfortable with it for several reasons, he was married and I have a boyfriend being the big ones. Long story how it all started. If you are interested I can tell that story in another post. So at first I made him come to me if he wanted sex. Again it was me trying to control things, dealing with my guilt, not wanting to let go. I live with them when working and have my own room. He would come down to my room at night and slip into bed. I didn't always give in, just pretended to be sleeping. That slowly changed. Being the cock hungry cumdump that I am I could not resist having such a delicious cock so close at hand. His cock is the beer can type, so fucking hot. Feels amazing stretching my hole. He fucks raw and plants his seed in my guts. As all you dedicated bottoms know when you get that need to be mounted and bred there is no ignoring it. One night I had to have some cock. It was very late, probably two or three in the morning. I went up to his room and started blowing him with his husband snoring away right next to him. I could tell when he woke up but he never said a word. His cock is so thick I have trouble sucking for very long. My jaw aches, my teeth start getting in the way. I powered through though until I got his load. Then I went back to my room and jacked off savoring the taste of his cum. That was the beginning of the end for my resolve not to ask him for sex. Slowly over the next few months I gave in to my needs, mainly the need to back up on that fine cock and rub one out while he seeded my hole. Eventually he bought poppers because sometimes I had a hard time working that fat rod up my chute. Being the popper pig I am it just made me want his cock even more. He has huge balls too so his fully packed crotch looks like two chipmunks fighting over a sausage. You can't take your eyes off it. He is a total tease as well. If we go anywhere for a drive he unzips and lets his half hard cock peek out. This summer I gave in completely and asked to be fucked. He has not said no once. He is often on the farm during the day so is available to breed me. One time I went to find him to get fucked and his son showed up and would not go away. I needed cock and wasn't about to wait any longer. I typed 'wanna fuck' on my phone and showed it to him. Very quickly he got rid of his son and five minutes later he was balls deep in my hole and I was begging for his load. I finally realized how lucky I was to have a willing top on call. Being very rural my options are limited. I don't work on the farm in the winter and am missing his dick. Next summer I plan making sure I quit wasting time and back onto his cock every chance I can. I am sure that will be almost daily. Every time I have snuck into his bed at night his cock is always hard before I touch it. I wait until his husband is asleep, the man sleeps like the dead, then I get what I need which is a thorough fucking and breeding. Anybody else in a situation like this or have a top always available to take care of your greedy hole?
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When I was in my late teens in the 90s, I met a 45-year old man in a chat room. It wasn’t long before we started talking on the phone. Although I’d told him I was a bit older than I actually was (I was still legal, of course), I think he knew I was a nineteen year old living at home… the guy let me call him collect. We’d have the hottest phone sex, and he’d offered a number of times to fly me to his town, or to come visit me for a weekend to make it real. I frequently fantasize about the scene that would have followed if I had hooked up with him. We never exchanged names. The guy always insisted that I call him dad, daddy, or sir. And he called me son or boy. I wasn’t comfortable traveling to see him, but over the number of conversations we’d had on the phone, I knew I was ready to give it up to my daddy. We agreed on a weekend, and he got a hotel room in my home town. Leading up to his visit, he gave me a lot of instructions on how to prepare for our big weekend. Clearly daddy wanted his boy in tip-top shape: able to take all that daddy had to offer without any surprises. Saturday finally came after much anticipation. He met me in the hotel lobby in the afternoon. Although we’d never traded pictures, he was exactly as he’d described himself. He stood about six feet tall, with brown hair slightly thinning on top. He’d never told me his exact weight, but he told me he wasn’t a gym rat and carried a few extra pounds. The man in the lobby was exactly that - I’d guess his weight around 210 or 220, but he carried it well and I found him very attractive. I couldn’t wait to see (and feel, and taste) the rest of what he’d described to me over our numerous chat and phone sessions. There weren’t any words to our greeting. I just waved at him, and he stood, nodded his head, and led me back to his lair for my initiation. He opened the door to his room and let me in ahead of him. The room was nothing remarkable: a couch and coffee table, a desk and chair, and a king-size bed. The curtains had been drawn, but a few lights were on. It wasn’t dim; I knew, from our previous conversations, that daddy would want to see his boy’s body. As he closed the door, I turned to face him. He stood at the door and looked at me, slowly, from toe to head. I was frozen, not sure exactly what to do or say. He was the first to speak. “Well son, you certainly look like you were worth the trip. Your daddy traveled six hours to come see you. I want you to keep that in mind this afternoon, and I want you to do your best to make daddy’s trip worth it. If you’ve followed my instructions this week, you should have a good time too.” My cock began to swell as I thought about the regimen I had been following through the week prior. It had started with the simple act of slipping first one, then two fingers in my hole, every morning and again each night. That alone had made my cock rock hard. Dad was also into ripe undies, so he’d asked me also, in the earlier part of the week, to wear the same pair of briefs, and to make sure that I’d stroked a few loads into them. But the more pressing challenge was his instructions for the rest of the week: no masturbating after Tuesday, and I’d been fasting since Friday afternoon. “Yes, dad,” I replied. “I followed all your instructions, and I’m wearing the special shorts you wanted, too. I’m ready to make this a good trip for you.” “Good,” he replied, as he walked past me, and pushed the coffee table from the couch and sat down in the middle of it. He lifted his chin and nodded in my direction. “Now come over here and stand in front of me.” I complied readily, my dick rising to such attention that it was causing a noticeable bulge in my jeans. He definitely noticed it. “Let me see that from the side. Why don’t you turn and take your shirt off?” I threw my shirt over my head. It draped on the side of the bed. “Very nice, boy. Now, why don’t you unbutton your jeans and unzip your fly. It looks like something is dying to get out of there.” I did as he said, unbuttoning first, and then lowering the zipper. I started to lower the jeans, but he stopped me. “Ah-ah-ah, let’s not get too hasty.” As I stopped, he beckoned me closer to him. “Come here and kneel down between my legs.” As I moved over to him, he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his slightly hairy chest and small belly. He told me to unbuckle his belt, undo his fly, and suck his cock through his briefs. Finally, I’d get to find out about the rest of his stats - his eight-inch daddy dick. Not too thick, with a plump, mushroom head. I picked up a ripe smell as I lowered my head to his crotch. As if noticing, he said, “You see, I’ve been making a special pair of daddy shorts, just like yours. Do you like that smell?” I’m such a kink. Of course I did. I looked at him with wide eyes and nodded eagerly. “Good,” he said, “now go ahead and get a taste of daddy through these shorts.” I opened my mouth and put my tongue between the flaps of his open fly. There were several patches that looked like cum stains, and at the tip of his cock, I could see they were wet. Daddy was dripping already. As I knelt in front of him, he leaned forward and shrugged out of his shirt. He said, “It’s OK if you want to get the clothes out of the way.” I leaned back, sitting on my knees, shirtless with my fly open and my cock bulging through my briefs. I untied his shoes and took them off. Then, the socks. I got up on my knees again, and lowered the waste of his jeans as he wriggled out of them. Just those ripe briefs between me and that daddy dick. I buried my nose in his crotch, again, to take in all the sweat and jizz that had accumulated in his briefs. “That’s a good boy. You know I spent a lot of time to make these daddy shorts. I’m glad you appreciate them.” My cock was literally throbbing. Like his, it was also dripping, making my own, ripe shorts damp. I reached down to touch it, but he stopped me. “Remember, son, I made a long trip for you. I want you to last for me. I’ll tell you when you can touch that boy dick of yours.” I put my hands on his thighs. “That’s a good boy,” he replied. “Are you ready to see daddy’s cock without looking through these shorts?” he asked. I nodded vigorously. “Oh, daddy, I want to taste it, too.” “OK,” he replied. “I want you to stand up and take off your jeans. But just the jeans, OK? Keep those sweaty briefs on.” I did as he said, then returned to my place in front of him. I put my hands to either side of the waist band of his briefs, and lowered them until his throbbing cock snapped out. It was exactly as he’d described it: eight inches in length, but on the skinnier side. Its girth was only slightly more than the narrow end of a wine bottle. But the tip was amazing. It mushroomed out, glistening with fresh drops of his pre-cum. I again put my head in his crotch, and got my first taste of daddy juice - salty and a little sticky. I began to lick the tip, and then I put my entire mouth around his tool, licking as I lowered over his shaft. “Oh son,” he moaned, “you can’t do too much of that or you’re going to wind up with a mouth full of daddy’s juice. We don’t want that just yet.” I raised my head and again looked up at him. “What now, daddy?” “Why don’t you sit here on the couch, next to me. I want to feel your little prick.” I stood up, turned, and sat down on the couch. I slipped out of my sandals as he brought his lips to mine. He began to rub his hands on my body, first on my thighs, then digging into my crotch to feel my dick through my underwear. I followed his lead, placing one hand on his chest. I used the other to reach into his already-lowered briefs and feel his swollen balls. I could feel that his crotch was damp with sweat, pre-cum, and my saliva. I shuddered in ecstasy. We continued to make out and explore each others’ bodies. I rubbed my hands all over his chest and belly, and I gripped and stroked the first cock I’d ever touched that wasn’t mine. His hands wandered all over my body, too, but he avoided touching my cock too much. “I know you’re going to be really close to exploding, and I want you to last, OK?” After I nodded, he pulled away from me and asked, “I can tell you’ve liked things so far. Are you ready to go a little further for dad?” Once again, I nodded my eager consent, and he instructed, “I want you to stand up and go over to the coffee table. Bend over the table and put your hands on it.” I did as he said, awkwardly lowering myself to the table so that I could put my hands on it. He came up behind me and put both hands on my rear end. He then pulled at the waist of my jeans and lowered them to the floor. As I stepped out of them, I could hear him remove his briefs. He put them on the table next to me. He pressed himself up against me, so that I could feel his stiff cock, though my shorts, pressing into the crack of my butt. He lowered his chest against mine and slid his hands down my arms until they were on top of my hands, and he said, “We’re not all the way here, just yet. Stay here just like this.” I drank in his naked body as he went to the bathroom and retrieved what looked like a white toothpaste tube, and put it to the side of his briefs. “I think you’ll be happy we have this a little later,” he told me. He then removed my briefs, and as I stepped out of them, he put his face in them and took a good whiff before setting them down on the table to my other side. He told me to spread my legs apart, and as I did so, he knelt down and slid his wet tongue down my crack, finding my smooth hole. He began to lick it, and I moaned. He lifted his head and said, “Tell me how that feels, son.” I replied, “Dad, your tongue feels so good. I can’t wait for more. I’ve been practicing for you.” “Good,” he said, “because I’m not going to waste my time with fingers. I’m going to teach you how to take daddy’s cock, but I’m only going to use the real thing to do it.” He lowered himself down again, and continued to rim me, spitting and plunging his tongue into my hole. First, just a little bit, but then gradually as far as it would go, as I began to loosen up and receive his tongue. He had taken care to make sure that my hole was literally dripping wet, as he took the tube, squeezed out some gel, and applied it to his cock. Then, he stood up behind me, and with one hand on his lubricated penis, guided its tip right to my hole. I moaned again as he bent over, holding his cock there, and whispered into my ear. “Taking the tip is going to be the hardest part, but we’ll go really slow. Once you open up enough for the tip, the rest will be real easy. So just relax, and remember that we can take all the time we need.” Sweat began to pool on my back as I nodded in reply. “Are you ready for my daddy dick?” I nodded my head, as he applied a little pressure to his tip, and I felt my wet hole open slightly to receive it. He only entered a little bit, but I protested. “Shouldn’t you be wearing a condom?” I asked. He held the tip of his cock steady. “This is just the first part. It’s practice. We don’t need a condom right now, because I’m not going very deep in your hole. Trust me, it’ll feel better without a condom, just while I get you loosened up. OK?” “OK, dad,” I replied. It just felt so good that I couldn’t mount a strong protest, and besides, if we were going to be safe when it really counted, I knew I’d be OK. “Boy, are you ready to take a little more? You seem to be opening up nicely. You’re really making your dad happy.” I told him I did, but that wasn’t enough. “Tell me how much you want it.” “Daddy, I want to feel you opening my hole more. I want your daddy dick inside me.” “Good boy. Here comes a little more.” I braced as he pushed a bit more of his tip in my hole. I could feel my wet sphincter widening around as his cock pushed slightly deeper into my virgin hole. I moaned and arched my back. Again, he held steady, one hand still on his cock, as he told me to breathe deep and relax, so that he could penetrate still further. As I relaxed and my hole loosened - ever so slightly - its grip on the tip of dad’s cock, he pulled his dick back out. I turned to look over my shoulder, and he explained. “Practice includes a few lessons. I want to make sure you’re really ready for my daddy dick before I give you all of it. So here comes a little more.” This time, he brought his cock to my hole and pushed in with a little more pressure. It was much easier on the second time. My boy hole opened for it, and swallowed around the tip of his cock. I moaned, not quite ready for so much stretching. “Wow son,” daddy said as he steadied himself. “I wasn’t expecting your boy hole to be so hungry. I want you to relax a little bit more. And, since I’m already in here, we’re going to try a little bit of thrusting to see how you like it.” Again, I protested. I said, “Daddy, I think it’s time for a condom now.” He had other plans. “Shh, son, It’s OK. I have a special surprise for you that you can’t get if we use a condom. And since I kind of slipped in, I’m already dripping my daddy juice inside of you. A condom wouldn’t do much at this point.” He said all of this as he kept one hand on my lower back, and the other still on his dick, holding it there, with just its tip swallowed in my hole. I had to admit. Having his cock inside me, completely raw, leaking his sticky pre-cum into my hole, was turning me on very much. With one hand I began to stroke my cock again, and I gave my consent. “Daddy, I like the way it feels with your skin on mine. I’m OK to take you bareback.” I sensed the delight. I felt it in his voice as he said, “Good boy. Daddy doesn’t like condoms very much anyway, and I’m glad you’re willing to do a little extra to make this a good trip.” I could feel it in other ways, too. His tip was bulging even more, stretching my hole once again. “But get your hand off your prick. I’ll tell you when it’s your turn.” I began to have some second thoughts about having this man's prick inside my hole. I thought maybe I should ask him if he was negative, but then I thought about how far he'd come, and how much I really did want to please him. I reassured myself that he probably was clean, even as my cock throbbed at the notion of a chance that he might not be. He asked me how I was feeling, and I told him that I was relaxing and ready to move on. He pushed his cock in a little bit further, and as I moaned and arched my back in response, he leaned over, and grabbed the tube of gel and our underwear. He shifted everything to one hand, and put the other on my hip. “Now it’s really important that you relax. I’m going to pull my daddy dick out, and I don’t want to hurt you.” I breathed out as he withdrew. I could feel my sphincter open and then close as his tip traveled back out. He told me to get on the bed, on my hands and knees. As I did, he got on the bed on his knees behind me. He put my shorts up to his face and took a deep breath in. Then, he put more lube on his cock. Grabbing his briefs in one hand, he used the other to bring his mushroom once again to my hole. He leaned over, shoving his shorts in my face. “I want you to hold these up here, so you can get a nice smell of what you’re taking.” With one hand, I took them, doing as I was instructed. I used the other to brace myself against the bed. “We’re still going slow for a little bit more, just to make sure I can get in there without causing too much pain. Are you ready?” At first, he didn’t seem to be waiting for a response; he just slowly pushed his tip back inside me. But he waited. Remembering that daddy liked it when I was verbal, I moaned at him. “I’m ready for you to put all eight inches inside me and take my virginity. And I’m glad we’re doing this raw, so your daddy juices can get all over my hole and help to lube it up.” It worked. I could feel him throbbing harder than ever, if only an inch inside me. “You’re a really good boy. I’m going to reward you for being so good. Daddy has a special gift to give his son.” Slowly, inch by inch, he slid his cock inside me. He stopped and pulled back a few times, re-inserting slightly deeper each time, until his hips were pressed firmly against my butt, and I had swallowed all eight inches of his manhood. “The lessons are over, boy,” he said. “I’ve made you feel good, now I want you to help your daddy feel good.” With his entire length inside me, I dropped his briefs to the bed. He noticed, grabbed mine again, and took another sharp inhale. I lowered my body, planting my face right into his shorts and arching my back, ready to give him what he wanted. The smell of his crotch filled my lungs and made me harder and harder. He began to thrust, slowly and with the whole length of this tool at first. But his pace gradually quickened, and his strokes got shorter. He was groaning, and his cock remained deep within me. He was using short thrusts, barely withdrawing before re-entering. Suddenly, he stopped. “Son, I’m very close to cumming. What you you want daddy to do with his cum?” Once again, I was abruptly aware that this was the first time that we’d met in person, and here he was, with his unwrapped daddy dick, balls deep inside my hole, ready to unload and leave behind a generous helping of his DNA. Here he was talking about giving me a gift… I could only think this meant the virus. This made me a little nervous, as I realized I still had time to ask daddy to pull his cock out and still avoid taking the fair majority of this stranger’s seed. I moved my weight to my knees, and with my arms I reached behind me to grab onto his ass. Just as I was about to turn over my shoulder and ask him to shoot on my chest, I could hear - or rather, feel - a guttural moan originate in his belly, which was now firmly against the small of my back. At that point, I knew I’d spent too long thinking about it. There was no asking him to stop at this point. His hips flexed as he thrusted every one of his eight inches into my body. From inside, I could feel the mushroom tip of daddy’s dick swell, while his semen flowed down the shaft of his cock and released, flooding my insides. Nervous sweat pooled on my brow as I realized that, at this point, I simply had to take daddy’s fat, creamy wad. Like it or lump it, his DNA was now in my body in a big way. “Good boy. Goooood boy,” he groaned while releasing his jizz. “I thought you were going to ask me to pull out, and I’m very pleased that you didn’t. Your tight little hole was too irresistible not to seed.” I thought about telling him about my hesitation, but I had to be honest with myself. Just as badly as he wanted to plant it, I wanted to take it. And that thought was bringing me over the edge, as I began stroking my cock with his big, dripping man meat still inside me. “That’s it, son, feel my prick stretching your hole while you stroke out some boy seed.” He handed me his ripe underwear. “I want you to drop your load in these, so I have something to remember you by once I head out of town.” As I came to the brink, he whispered in my ear. “Yes son, tighten your ass around my cock while you cum.” He began to pull out as I shot a few ribbons of cum into his briefs. “You just milked out even more of my daddy juice. Now I am going to tell you about that surprise.” I fell back, on my back, on the bed naked. He sat up and put his briefs on and laid next to me. “Son, I know I said that I was clean. I thought you might not have let me have your virgin hole if you knew. But I have HIV and I stopped taking my meds about two months ago, right when we first planned to meet up. So that load you just took, it was charged.” My eyes bulged as I took in the news. Just like that, the first man ever to put his cock inside me had quietly bred his disease into me. But oddly, rather than be upset, I could feel my cock start to throb again. I was glad to be host to daddy’s toxic seed, and to be initiated into the club. My groins ached for more. “Daddy, I want to make sure your trip was worth it. Maybe you should give me another load to be sure.”
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Felt really horny yesterday as I haven't been fucked properly for a few weeks. I have a friend staying with me in the moment and hence I cannot play. I love anon fucking and normally I accom in my place, waiting blindfolded on all 4s with the door on latch - so the tops just walk in, unzip, fuck me, cum and go. Heaven! So yesterday, I decided to go to a sauna as I really needed some cock. I douched deep and ended up in Pleasuredome. I was there 8pm and right after entering, I thought it was a mistake as it was quite empty and after the first round I was really disappointed. Not many guys and no one was playing and also the steam room was deserted. This is no wonder as after they re-opened after COVID there are now hardly any free rooms. You have to pay extra for a room or cubicle. So my plan to wait in a cubicle head down and ass up didn’t work. So I went to the gloryholes – basically three cubicles where the middle one is connected to the left and right one through bars which allow easy blowing or getting fucked. They are dimly lit and nearest to an anon scene. I lubed my hole and waited. That should be the only lube I needed for the whole evening. Just a minute after I occupied the middle cubicle, a guy entered the right cubicle. The good sub I am, I went down and my knees and offered my mouth to blow him and soon enough I got a nice 6” cock in my mouth. That felt so good and I blew him for a few minutes but I really needed cock in my arse. So, I took my chance and just turned around and offered my arse and what shall I say – he just slid his cock in. He started to fuck me in a nice pace as it is a bit difficult to fuck through the bars. I made sure I pressed my arse firmly against the bars so he could go in deep. While he was fucking me like the good slut I am, another guy entered the left cubicle and a second later I was spit-roasted by a nice 7” cock. Again, after 5 minutes I tried my luck and turned around and what can I say – the 7” just slid into my hole and fucked me and I was sucking the 6” again. No condoms – yay! I was switching between them a few times until the 6” finally couldn’t take it any longer. When it was his turn fucking me again, I could feel him getting faster and more aggressive and soon he was grunting and I could feel him pumping a hot load into me. The second he came he left but was immediately replaced by another guy. I offered my arse to my 7” again and he must have noticed I just got bred as he now also went more aggressive while I was blowing the new guy. So, he added his load soon. This is not bad, I thought to myself as I could feel my hole getting all wet and since was leaning over to service cock, the cum was easy to drip out – or be fucked out of me. My tactics started to work, I blew all guys until they were hard and horny and after a few minutes I just turned around and offered my hole. Not a single guy was trying to use a condom or refused to fuck me. After a while the spit-roasting died down and there were more gaps but never longer than three or four minutes until a new cock arrived. My hole really was getting loose and sloppy and cum was dripping everywhere. Puddles of cum on the floor, between the bars and my whole arse was sticky and covered in cum! Heaven! Since it was quite late, I guess all the guy just wanted to cum and go home and since there was not much action anywhere else I was the easiest way for them to empty their balls. I remember another fucker, he was very aggressive and fucked my switched between blowing him and he fucked my well seeded hole and finally when I sucked him again, he held my head and shoved his cock deep into my throat and pumped he babies down my throat and left! Yummy. My own cock was leaking precum but I made sure the guys didn’t wank me off! Another guy was licking by cum filled hole before adding his load. I got all kinds of cocks, big, small, thick, thin, bendy but no one was using a condom (or tried) to and most of them ended up cumming in my arse and some in my mouth. I soon lost count but I must have serviced at least 25 to 30 guys and taken 20 loads. I was sticky and cum was running down my legs and since the first sachet of lube I didn’t need any additional lube. I was in there for 2.5 hours and finally got tired and the trickle of guys was ending anyways. So, I left the cubicle and went to the steam room sat down to relax my legs a bit and finally blew my own load into the mouth of a hot Oriental guy. I did cum buckets. O I showered and went home with empty balls and a hole full of cum which was leaking while riding the bus home. Left a nice wet spot on the seat. I certainly will do this again as this was unexpected and really cool to be the only greedy bottom in there who must have gotten most of the loads this night.
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Keshawn's Birthday Orgy
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
The actual next entry, The Watcher, contains moments of straight sex observed. Not sure if I can mix thing on a blog on this site--I will just give a link to those who might care: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/the-watcher.html Louisville—May, 2021 Keshawn, he of that glorious ass and massive dick, let me know that he was holding a birthday party for himself in Louisville. He was inviting some of his favorite (and vaccinated) men for an all out hotel orgy to celebrate the day. Could I come? I barely had to think. Of course I would go. I was more than ready for something like this. I booked a room at another hotel across the river for my overnight. On the day, I got to town early. I napped at my deserted motel and just before the appointed time drove across the river and found his much bigger—and more highly occupied—hotel. I waited forever for an elevator as they were being very strict about how many people were in each car. I eventually made it up—and knocked… Keshawn lets me in. There are easily a dozen men, all clothed and masked, in the room. They are watching the enormous television and having a drink, sipping carefully around the face coverings. I feel like they are all waiting for me. It is a lovely diverse lot of men: in body type, in age, in color, in kink level. We chat. I open my bottle of water. I am actually feeling a little ill at ease as they all seem to know each other. One more man arrives—and it’s the cue to strip. The great equalizer. Off come the clothes and the masks. I have a man kneeling in front of me before I can get my leather cuff on. I have opted for a brand new jock, boots and my wrist cuff. The man sucking me moves on. I kneel and give warm up head to hot Latino daddy. Men are everywhere on the two beds and on the surrounding floor. Everyone seems to have a strong oral side. There is a lot of back and forth. I look at two young men, both on their knees, sharing the dick of a man who is likely older than their combined ages. It’s a great vibe. I watch Keshawn, lying on the bed, as his cock is sucked by a heavier, older white guy. I go towards them. The older guy moves around, squatting over that big dick and lowers himself slowly onto it. I love seeing the ebony shaft disappearing into his pale, white ass. I go over, kneel and begin to lick Keshawn’s balls. Soon I am tonguing the shaft as it comes out of this guy’s ass. Keshawn pulls him down, so they are chest to chest. I lick the full length of that hot cock, while only the thick head is still buried in the man. The head plops out eventually, so I suck his cock—and then work it back into the man, using my spit for lube. Keshawn announces he wants my dick. We move around the bed so he can continue to fuck the big guy—and I can fuck Keshawn. This works well. I have had him in this position any number of times. I stand still and let him impale himself on me and then he fucks into the guy still on the bed. Eventually, we vary it by letting the guy suck the ass juice off of Keshawn—and I take a turn up the white guy. This man’s hole is hot, wet and squeezes anything invading him. A good fuck. And one we both return to countless times over the night. * I have moved around the bed. I have two younger men on my dick. Well, one is on my dick and the other my balls. The guy sucking me is Latino and very handsome. The ballsucker is average, thin, white, blond and cute. And he has bottomed for the man sucking me. I can’t wait to taste his ass. As they both come up for air, I go to my knees and begin rimming the blond, turning his hips so he takes the Latino in his mouth. I love how fluid we all are…for soon the Latino joins me on the floor and we take turns tongue fucking this boy. Then we take turns fucking him with our dripping dicks. I drop back to my knees as he fucks him first. I make it clear, that I want him to pull out of the Blond and fuck my mouth. He gets it. He does it. And pushes right back into the ass, with a satisfied groan. When it’s my turn to fuck, the Latino goes to his knees, expecting the same treatment. I love pulling out, letting him clean me off and pushing back between the Blond’s swollen ass lips. We change off, each of us fucking the blond once more—before Keshawn approaches and splits the Blond’s ass all but in two. The Latino and I stay on our knees and take turns cleaning Keshawn’s gorgeous cock. * I have a very intimate moment with a much older Latino. He has been fucking all the available hole. His dick isn’t big, but has a delicious looking thick foreskin. He stands, leaning against the wall as I clean his cock of precum and ass jizz. He both zone out and forget the rest of the room for about 10 minutes… * I am sprawled on the bed. I have asked a freshly fucked man to ride my tongue. He is planted on my face. Someone has gone from sucking my cock to riding it. The man on my tongue is squirming and moaning…and leaking a load onto my tongue. I tongue fuck as hard as I can, enjoying all the juices he drips into my mouth. Finally, his legs give out and he moves off me. I see it is Keshawn riding my dick. He leans down to my face and whispers—“I want you to meet my friend.” I nod and he gets me. We don’t have far to go—just to the other bed. I had seen him from the first moment I walked in. He is the handsomest man in the room, where there are a number of contenders. He is around the same age as Keshawn, He is muscled—with a harness showing off the definition. His dark skin literally glows. He is well hung and has been topping every man who wants his large cock. I am introduced with “This is the guy from Michigan I told you about.” The handsome one smiles—and hefts my cock, letting out an appreciative breath. He kneels, as does Keshawn. They share my cock back and forth. Soon, Keshawn stands up—and now the handsome one has me and Keshawn’s monster slapping at his face. I pull out and go to the floor and take the handsome one to the root as Keshawn fucks his mouth. Soon, we trade off on fucking Keshawn. At some point in our rotation of going from his ass to his mouth, Keshawn tells his friend: “You should let him fuck you.” There is momentary pause, then Handsome one pulls out of Keshawn’s ass and bends over the foot of the bed. “Go easy,” he mumbles. I kneel and get my first taste of his ass. Keshawn spreads the Handsome One’s cheeks so I can tongue him deeper. I spit and tongue and poke—making the man beg for my dick. “Fuck me, stud…” he mumbles into the bedspread. I stand up and enter him. I get three inches into him. Keshawn kneels and pulls my cock out of his ass, licks it and spits a bigger gob of spit back on it. I now sink halfway in. The Handsome One groans. I reach under him, touch his cock and get a handful of pre-cum. Again I pull out and let Keshawn taste his friend. I rub the pre-cum in with the spit…and glide into the willing ass. Keshawn now squirms under me and is there to lick my balls as I fuck his friend. It’s not a long fuck—but an incredibly satisfying one. Soon enough he asks me to stop so he can fuck Keshawn. This time I eat his freshly fucked hole on the each backstroke. He loves this. He fucks him harder and harder—and slams back each time onto my pointed tongue. “I want to taste your hole”—he announces to the room. I am tossed on my back on the bed. Keshawn holds my legs—and sits on my face. I feel the wet tongue of the Handsome One explore my hairy crack. When he has had his fill, he tells Keshawn to get off my face—he has to kiss me. It is an incredibly hot kiss—the taste of all our asses on each other’s tongues—for Keshawn is right there—all three mouths sharing and exploring… * When I come back to earth, I notice a couple more men have arrived. I am thinking we are around 16 now. Soon enough, I have had some sort of sexual contact with almost everyone in the room. Men are beginning to shoot—down throats or in asses. The Handsome One breeds a regular fuck bud of his. I am there to felch and share with the bottom. I know I want to breed the Birthday boy. How else could I possible thank him for including me? As the men begin departing, I tug Keshawn by the cock to the far bed. I put him on his back. I want to watch his face as I give him my loads. I eat his ass briefly—having been there so much of the night. I rear up—enter him and fuck. Hard. “Fill me up,” Keshawn moans, stroking that monster cock. That’s all it takes after the hours of play. My balls give up—and I shoot my pent up load. In two strokes—he joins me, shooting a massive load all over his chest. I lick some up… and bring it to his mouth. We kiss… “Fuckin’, happy birthday,” I say as I drool his load into his mouth… And the link, as always to explore the rest of the blog: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/keshawns-birthday-orgy.html -
I met Jessica at the bar, I could tell she was a little shy and lacked confidence, but she had splendid features and a smoking body. I started hitting on her, her friends told her to stay away from me but once I got her attention, she had little choice. I soon had her coming over to my place and it did not take me long to get her into bed and to take her virginity. Over the course of the next few weeks, I would fuck her daily and then send her home. This was all part of her training, slut training. I only used her after work and after I came inside her I would send her home. I had plans for her this Friday and asked her to go on a date. She quickly said yes, and Friday she came over and let me breed her and then she went home to get ready for our date. I told her to come back at 9 PM and just before at 8:55 she arrived. She was all dressed up and when she entered, I told her I had a surprise for her and have her a lace teddy. I had her strip and put it on and then blindfolded her and lead her to the bedroom leaving her pretty dress on the floor. When we got to the bedroom, I helped her on the bed and positioned her on the bed with her legs open and she was leaning back where I could hold her and whisper in her ear. I played with her breast and told her how beautiful she was. On time the tall white guy I found online came over and let himself in and he walked into the bedroom in sweatpants and a t-shirt, and I could tell from his expression he was pleased. She noticed we were not alone but before she could say anything I turned her head and kissed her while the tall guy who had pulled his shirt off climbed up on the bed and pulled her panties aside and began to eat her little cunt. She tensed up but soon came which made her relax. I could tell she was uncomfortable, yet she wanted to please me. He continued to eat her out and then he pulled up and got off the bed and undressed and out spang his thick 9-inch dick. The guy was average looking but once he was undressed, he revealed a tight body and a huge dick. I whispered in Jessica’s hear and told her that my friend is going to fuck you now. I am going to leave you two alone. Show him what a hot fuck you are, she started to speak but I kissed her and motioned for the tall guy to come over and I brough her head over to his dick and guided it into her mouth and waiting till she started sucking that big dick. I watched at the door while she sucked his dick, and he began to moan and then he pulled out of her mouth and brough her up and he leaned down and kissed her. He made out with her while he slipped her out of her teddy and then he began to finger bang her and she came again. I left at this point and went into the other room an watched the video camera I had set up. He soon had her on her back, and he was fucking her while he made out with her, and I could her moaning and even screaming some. I know it must have felt great and hurt all at the same time and after twenty minutes he came inside her and then got up and he dressed and left. I went in and held her a few minutes and then told her she should go home and come back tomorrow like normal. I could tell she wanted to say something, but she dressed and left like a good little slut she was becoming. She arrived on Saturday at 3 PM her usual time and I kissed her at the door and told her to undress. She did and I blindfolded her and led her to the bedroom where the tall guy and another guy I got off the internet were there. The second guy was 5’11 180, muscled with dark hair and a fat 8” dick. The tall guy jumped right in and began to kiss her, and I lifted her leg and put it on the bed giving the dark-haired guy room to slide in and eat her pussy. I left the room and watch again while they began to use her. They soon helped her on the bed and I hard her come while she was sucking the tall guy’s dick and the dark shorter one was eating and fingering her. He then pressed he fat dick at her wet pussy and began to fuck her and ten minutes later he shot his first load inside her. He pulled out and tall go in and fucked her for another fifteen minutes and shot his load inside her. They both ended up shooting two loads in her and then they both left. I left her in the room by herself to see what she would do, and she just rubbed her clit and soon came. I came in and told her it was time to go, and she pulled the blindfold off and I kissed her goodbye before she left. I text her an address on the way home and told her to meet me her tomorrow at 3. She said she would and that she loved me, and I told her I loved her too. Now be a good girl for me tomorrow. She arrived right on time; I text here to come to the door. She rang the door, and the tall guy answered the door. This was the first time seeing him, she had been blindfolded every other time. He asked her in and then handed her a note. I had given him an envelope for Jessica. Babe, I am tied up, it said. Taylor here is your date for tonight. He had plans for you! Be a good girl for me. The tall guy leaned down and kissed her and began to undress her. He led her to the bedroom and pushed her to her knees and had her suck his big dick. He let me set up a webcam so I could watch as he started to fuck her throat and she would gag and try to swallow him as he called her a dirty little whore. He used her mouth like this for twenty minutes while she gagged and slobbered all over his huge dick. The then pulled out and put her on the bed and ate her out for a few minutes till she came and then he began to fuck her. He fucked her for twenty minutes and then shot his gigantic load inside her. He pulled out and told her to stay just like that, her legs spread eagle on the bed. She looked so hot like that, then he got out his phone and began to text a few guys. The first to arrive was a young guy who lived down the street. He got there in four minutes and walked right into the bedroom after letting himself in. He was a tall skinny guy, blond and attractive and he quickly undressed, and I am sure his dick had to be 10 inches but on his thin body it looked like 12 inches. He ate her cummy hole and then got up and slide his huge cock inside her and fucked her for nine minutes and shot inside her. He looked at the host and said thank you, Brandon the tall guy told him to go grab something to drink and as he left the room the door opened and in came an older good looking Latin guy. He came in and undressed and jacked his uncut thick 7.5-inch dick and then got on the bed and rubbed it on her clit and began to fuck Jessica and fifteen minutes later he shot his load inside her. He called her a couple names in Spanish and got dressed and left. I could see that Jessica was starting to feel bad about being used like this and I text Bandon to get back in the bedroom and help her be a good little slut. Brandon went back in, and Jessica had covered her pussy and tits with a pillow and had started to cry. Brandon got on the bed, held her, and told her how beautiful she was and that she should not cover herself up. He grabbed the pillow and leaned in and kissed her as he placed his hand on her body feeling her all over. She began to moan, and he pinched her nipple. He played with her for another ten minutes and told her how much he liked her and wanted her to be his. She told him she liked him too. He then began to rub her clit and finger her and she soon came again. The next guy had arrived, and the young stud showed him to the room and they both entered. The hung young guys was in shorts and the muscled red head pulled his clothes off and his dick was 7 inches soft and grew to 9.5 and thick. He went over to Jessica and fed her his cock and she grabbed it started to suck him once Brandon encouraged her. Red was rough and fucked her mouth. Brandon started to leave but stayed to keep her compliant. Brandon told her what a good girl she was and hot she looked sucking that big dick as the hot young guy ate her pussy and Jessica soon came hard. After she came the young man fucked her again and shot in ten minutes hearing Jessica gag and choke and Red telling her she was a whore that needed training. After he shot, he got up and left and Brandon followed and left Red alone with Jessica. Once the guys were out of the room, Red pulled Jessica off his dick and choked her and told her she better learn how to suck dick and quick. He let go of her throat and she gasped for air. He then grabbed her and positioned her head off the bed and told her to open her fucking mouth. He proceeded to slide his dick in and fuck her throat and she gagged and chocked for the next ten minutes and finally Red was able to long dick her down her throat and he fucked her throat for another two minutes and then let her up for air. He then pushed her head back down and fucked her throat for another five minutes and again she gasp for air. He turned her around and spread her legs and shoved his big dick inside her and piston fucked her hard and she screamed and came while he was destroying her cunt and twenty minutes later, he came inside her. He grabbed her again and fucked her throat and made her clean off his cummy dick as he fingered her cunt with four fingers and then he fucked her one last time and shot another load inside her. Once he finished, he got dressed and told her she was one of the worst whores he had ever fucked but with his help she would improve. You will have another lesson soon and he turned and walked out of the room. Brandon saw both the young guy and Red out and then went in to check on Jessica. She seemed to be in shock, Brandon on the bed and held her and told her what a good girl she was and how amazing she was, and she cried and feel asleep in his arms. Hours later she awoke to Brandon fucking her nice and slow and making her feel amazing yet sore from that brutal fuck from Red. He came inside her and then he told her it was time to go. Brandon made a show of kissing her and telling her she was so beautiful in front of the cam before letting her out the front door. I text Jessica and tell her she was making Brandon fall hard. She sent a smile back and asked when she could see me. I told her I would be back in a few days and to go to Brandon’s every day till I am back. She text back a sad face and I text her that I loved her, and she should be a good girl for Brandon.
