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Who wants to help get me full blown, so i want very toxix or aids fucker be in amsterdam last sunday of september...
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I have been researching and searching for months now on where I fit in. I am negative. Surprisingly enough after fucking 100's if not 1000s of men in 23 years.... I have knowingly and unknowingly been with poz guys before. Sometimes willingly and once not so willingly. NOW my boyfriend of 15years is now POZ.... What does that mean. I do not want HIV yet I wan him..... I have always enjoyed breeding. I have had a breeding fuck buddy for awhile who I trust and respect. My partner and I have had somewhat of an open relationship as he fucks and I watch, either present or by default of behind a curtain or a closet door or by video link...*hot stories to come.... We are unsure how and who infected him....BUT here we are.... I totally get turned on by BB....I could count on both hands how many times in 23years I have used a condom. I enjoyed watching my boyfriend being BB, I enjoy BB other men, I enjoy being BB.... I enjoy BB porn companies.... This site is fun as well.....A little shocking to say the least but it is fun... I am still absorbing a new subculture in this world....Wondering.....Amazed.....Shocked....but mostly understanding of how it all goes down.... So I have decided to blog here....I also added a link to a more g rated blog site that I have been keeping up since BF's diagnosis.....
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I was in the Philly burbs on business recently, and after coming back from dinner with colleagues I was in the mood to get fucked. The wine had gotten to me so I opened the laptop I use when I travel, and hopped on Craigslist. Posted a simple ad: "Hotel visitor seeking anonymous tops to fuck my ass in my dark hotel room. Send cock pic for response." After a couple of the usual spam responses, I got one that had my cock twitching. He told me to give him my hotel and room number, and leave the door ajar while I waited naked on all 4s on the bed. Attached was the picture of the perfect cock for my hole: a solid 7 incher, thick and solid, hairless with a head was a bit smaller around than the shaft, making it the perfect missile to deliver a hot fucking. I immediately responded with the information he requested. He wrote back in less than a minute, telling me that he would email from the parking lot and that would be my cue to get ready. My hole was already cleaned out and I had about 15 minutes to wait, so I split my time between surfing bb porn and keeping an eye on my email. I broke out my brown bottle and took a couple of small hits, just to heighten the sense of horniness mixed with nervous anticipation. Right on time, a new message from my mystery guest appeared in my inbox: "I'm here." That was all I needed. I pulled the door open so it was resting ajar on the latch, grabbed my brown bottle, stripped naked and went into the bedroom. I should mention that when I travel, I stay at an all-suite hotel, where the door opens into a sitting room and the bedroom is in the back. I had no way of seeing who or what was coming through the door. I squirted some lube into my hand and slathered my crack, slipping a couple of fingers inside to make sure I was ready for action. I knelt on the bed facing away from the door, placed the lube on the comforter beside me, and assumed the position of doggy-style slut bottom. I was so turned on the precum was practically running from my cock onto the bed! In no time, I heard the suite door click shut as he entered. There was a pause and some rustling while he took off his clothes. I remember the sound of each of his shoes hitting the floor, two "thunks" followed by the rattle of his belt buckle. I took a huge hit of poppers and held my breath. In no time I could feel his presence behind me. The bedroom lights were off but there was some light coming from the sitting room, so he could make out my outline on the bed. As I was facing away from the bedroom door I had no idea who was there. I felt first one, then two fingers slide into my hungry hole. Then, to my immense disappointment, I heard the distinct sound that could only be the tearing of a condom wrapper. My buzz started to go away at that point, but I thought, he's here, I have to go through with it, so I took another hit off the brown bottle and waited. I heard the click of the lube cap, then the sound of him stroking the lube onto his rubber-covered cock. Without a word, he was inside me, pushing into my ass balls-deep in one fluid motion. I wasn't ready for such an onslaught and I let out a gasp, and he backed off a little for me to catch my breath. Then with his hands on my hips, he started to thrust. His cock felt amazing! There was a slight curve that I hadn't noticed in his pic, and he hit my prostate just right each time he slid deep inside me. I took another hit from the brown bottle and in no time I was flying. I began to thrust my ass back toward him, matching his thrusts to get him as deep inside me as I possibly could. I could tell that his cock was sheathed, but it was still the best fuck of my life. After about 15 minutes of pumping away in my ass, I felt him stop. That's when he spoke for the first time: "A hot ass like this deserves to be barebacked." The precum ran like a river from my cock as he slipped out of my ass and I heard the telltale rubber snap of the condom being pulled off that gorgeous, perfect cock. Without stopping to lube his shaft, he was back inside me, hitting my prostate with every thrust and sending me into sheer heaven! After another 5 minutes or so, my anonymous top muttered the only other words I would hear from him that night: "Where do you want my cum?" I was so turned on, between the poppers and his cock, and I squeaked out the only answer I could: "Inside me!" With no more urging, and not another word, he gripped my hips tight and I could feel the rhythm of his pumping change, then his cock jerked several times as he shot his load deep into my guts. He left his cock inside me once he was finished, lingering there for a moment. It was all I could do not to collapse on the bed. Before long, he pulled out and left the bedroom. As I lay there on the bed, exhausted, I heard his belt buckle rattle again from the sitting room. In no time I heard the click of the suite door, and I knew I was alone again. I played with my ass for a while after that, coating my fingers with his lube and licking them off. It was sticky and sweet, a combination of his cum and the lube. There was never a sweeter, sexier flavor. I'm headed back to that hotel in a few weeks, and I'll be posting again as soon as I get to my room!
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Looking to find a NSA FWB tops who can meet up when our schedules align for a pump & dump. If you have friends, all the better. Extra points if you're into cd's. Cool if you're not. Either way, I'm just looking for a dick that needs to find a nice warm hole!
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Me and My Boy at the Rest Stop Part I. After a three hour drive, and a large convenience store coffee, I had to piss like a racehorse. I convinced my boy that we were making good time, and we decided to stop at the next rest area we saw along the interstate. Nearly twenty minutes later, we finally saw an off-ramp and took it. As soon as the car had stopped, I opened the door and headed as fast as possible into the building, but not without taking note of where we were. Had I not had to piss so badly, I might have reconsidered. It was filthy and run-down. The gutters along the roof were growing trees, the pavement was cracked, and the brick walls covered with graffiti, not to mention the smell wafting out of the broken painted-over windows into the bathrooms. This was not the visitors’ center that families stopped at, more like a last resort for truckers. The men’s room door creaked opened and the smell intensified. I unzipped and released a torrent of piss into a long trough, as my bladder emptied, I caught my breath and looked around a bit. I realized that there was a guy standing in the open stall right behind me, with his shirt unbuttoned and his pants around his ankles, fisting a meaty uncut cock. He gestured to me to come over and without thinking, I walked towards him, with my dripping cock still popping out of my zipper. "Shame I didn’t get to drink any of that, bud," he said as he crouched down and engulfed my dick with his mouth, shucking my pants down to my feet. The guy swallowed me to the balls and slobbered all over. He wasn’t unattractive, but definitely a few pounds overweight, hairy, and smarmy. He fisted his cock with one hand and grabbed my hand with the other, leading it to the back of his head, as if he wanted me to choke him with my dick. I obliged, knowing that my boy could walk in and see this at any moment. The guy got me hard in seconds, and I started pounding his mouth as he drooled and moaned. He stood up and bent over the toilet, spreading his hairy immense ass cheeks wide and fingered his hole. I noticed that he was loose, and wasn’t sure if I was seeing cum or lube dripping out of his pucker. I took the hint and sank my cock into him, balls deep, as he pushed back, egging me on. I knew this wasn’t smart, or healthy, and I pulled out. ‘What’s wrong? Am I too loose,” he asked. “Naw man. It’s just….” He didn’t let me finish. “You’re clean, right?” I nodded. With that, he backed right up onto my bare cock again commanding “Then breed me!” I knew he wanted my cum, and I was ashamed that my boy might see me like this, barefucking a stranger, who wasn’t even that sexy, but he did have a nice cock, which was just now flopping around underneath as I fucked him hard. “Give me your load, man.” He wanted it, so I gave it to him, slamming hard into him and shooting my load into his ass. As soon as I pulled out, he hunched down again and cleaned off my cock, which was covered in white globs of cum, certainly more than I had just offered him. I knew I had barebacked a cum-bucket. I felt so filthy, but it turned me on. He guided me in front of him, and bent me over the toilet, spreading my ass and licking my hole. I was pretty sure he was working globs of seed into my ass with each thrust of his tongue. He slapped his meat against my ass crack and I knew he wanted to fuck me raw. I stood up and turned around, trying to pull up my pants. “What the fuck man? You’re gonna load me up and not return the favor?” I shook my head. “Why? You got a wife and kids out there in the station wagon waiting for you?” I chuckled, knowing that my boy waiting in the car was as much of a cumdump as this stranger was. I had an idea… To be continued...
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I'm going to be staying overnight in Madison, WI on Wednesday, September 30 and would really like to "entertain" some tops. Will be bringing my blindfold, but no condoms. Please cum meat me!
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Ten Years Later… Chapter 1. Ten years ago I took part in my first orgy. I was in college and had a boyfriend back at school, but was out of town on a summer job. I wound up at a 4th of July party with a bunch of hot guys. After a few strong bourbons that went down too quickly, I found myself a bit tipsy in the back yard with four other guys. Peter and Karl were a couple, another, Sam, was visiting for the weekend, and John, on whom I had a secret crush, was a probably about fifteen years older than the rest of us, oh, and he had a very nice, tight body. We all laughed and chatted telling our outrageous stories of exploring gay sex. Sam, the guy from New York was by far the most experienced among us. Sam hinted how piggy he could be, and the older guy told him to prove it. Right there, in front of anyone who cared to see, he dropped to his knees and started tonguing John’s hardening dick through his pants. John stood him up and kissed him hard on the mouth before reaching over for Pete’s crotch. Karl was a bit surprised and swatted his hand away. Pete gave his boyfriend a look as if to say, “Let’s just go with it,” and reached over to grab my dick through my pants. We all made out with each other until Sam invited us all back to his hotel. We walked, quickly, over to the hotel, me in between Sam and John as they both groped my ass, followed by Pete and Karl who were whispering about how far they wanted to go with any group action. Karl didn’t seem to want to share his boyfriend with the group, but Pete was into it. We got to the hotel and Sam had us all strip one by one as he fished out our dicks and sucked our dicks. He managed to get both my cock and John’s cock down his throat simultaneously. It felt so good having my cock sliding against this older guy I had had a crush on for weeks. John maneuvered me to Sam’s ass and taught me how to rim. We licked and fingered Sam’s hole while he alternated between Pete and Karl’s dicks. Sam was moaning as John’s stubbly face ground against his hole. “Somebody FUCK me!” he cried out. John stood me up as Sam scooted to the edge of the bed. He guided my dick into Sam’s hole with one hand on my cock and another at my ass. “What about a condom?” I asked. At this point in my life, I had only had sex with one or two guys, and always safe. Sam pulled off of Pete’s monster dick and asked "Will I catch anything from you?" I shook my head no, and without a word, Sam went back to sucking Pete as John guided my bare cock into Sam's ass. Sam groaned as I bottomed out inside him, and I remember thinking 'Fuck, this feels so good' and honestly I had never known how smooth and silky an ass could feel. I probably only lasted two minutes before I felt my cum stirring in my balls. John could tell I was tensing up and as I tried to back out of Sam, John stood right behind me, with his hard slimy cock working up and down my crack. He wouldn’t move, so I couldn’t pull out! John leaned forward and whispered, “Breed him boy. Get that cunt really wet for me.” With that, I came, shooting the biggest load of my life deep into Sam’s ass. I was trembling as John shoved me away and down onto the bed. John slid easily into Sam as he shoved his hips back to meet John’s thrusts. Pete and Karl descended on my cummy dick, and together, the two of them cleaned my cock of ass juice and cum. Sharing those two boyfriends, who had such an intense bond with each other, was so damned sexy. Sam was groaning, and with his mouth free, talking dirtier than I had ever heard anyone talk. “Gonna fill me up? What’s your name again? Give me your load, you stud!” That talk pushed John over the edge and he fired off into Sam, adding his load to the cummy mix brewing in his guts. When John was finished, he pulled out slowly and the boyfriends devoured his dick. Sam caught his breath and lined Pete and Karl up side by side on the bed on their backs. He squatted over Pete’s dick and rode it for a few strokes before pulling off and riding Karl. He switched back and forth a few times as John stood behind me and tweaked my nipples. “I’ve got an idea,” he said, guiding me to my knees between Karl’s legs as he did the same between Pete’s legs. With Sam bouncing up and down on Pete’s cock, he held Sam’s shoulders down and slid his dick in alongside Pete. Sam screeched with a mix of joy and pain as his ass spread to accommodate two big cocks in him. He stayed still and let the guys below him do the work. He then stood up and lowered himself onto Karl’s cock. John motioned to me to slide in as well, so I did. It felt so tight and so slippery. When Sam couldn’t take it any more, he lay down on his back, pulling his knees up to his shoulders. Pete mounted Sam and jackhammered into his man pussy. As he approached orgasm, he looked around for Karl, “Can I cum in him? Can I fill him up?” Karl climbed up behind him, grinding his dick into his boyfriend’s ass, preventing him from pulling out. “Is that as 'yes'?” Sam asked. Karl and Pete called out together, “Fuck yeah!” And with that, Pete slammed into Sam’s ass shooting off his load, but he had to get out of Karl’s way quickly as Karl slid into Sam’s hole and came only seconds later. When Karl pulled out, there was a stream of cum dripping out of Sam’s ass. Sam spread his ass cheeks apart and fingered his ass. An unbelievable amount of cum seeped down his hairy crack and onto the sheets. John knelt down and started licking it up. When he had a mouth, and beard, full, he slithered up to Sam’s mouth and dropped a huge wad of cum into his mouth. Fuck, that was hot. Sam went back to New York the next day, and I didn’t play together with John or the boyfriends Pete and Karl again that summer. I did hear that Karl and Pete broke up a few weeks later. And I went back to my boyfriend at school, never telling him that something had been unleashed within me. I started seeking out porn with internal cumshots and creampies. I started seeking out bareback sex videos and orgies and gangbangs. I wanted that freedom again that I had felt that amazing night. This was all before the advent of social media, so I fell out of touch with those guys. Years later, I became 'friends' with them online and reconnected. I wasn’t surprised when most of us had moved to New York. I ran into Sam a few times around town, and once at the beach. When I saw him with his shirt off, I was shocked at how much slimmer he had become. I was also shocked by the biohazard tattoo now emblazoned around his navel. I remarked on it, asking him when he had become POZ, and he told me it happened about ten years ago. I thought back to that night and wondered if he had already been POZZED when we had had our orgy. A few months later, I ran into John on the subway. Damn, he looked good, hotter than ever. His beard was impeccably groomed and this guy was quite the daddy. John seemed more bulky and muscled, with his t-shirt clinging to his wide hairy pecs. I noticed that he too had a new tattoo, and tribal armband that upon closer inspection was interlocking biohazard symbols. I remarked on it, and he just laughed, saying that he was surprised I wasn’t POZ too. He told me that he’d been POZ at least ten years and that he loved breeding NEG boys. I wondered if he had POZZED Sam that night ten years ago when we had had our orgy. He suggested that we get together sometime soon and maybe we could make up for lost time. Fuck, I was practically weak at the knees. Only a few weeks ago, I got a message from Pete online. He messaged me that he was 'being naughty'. In short, he was high was a kite, taking loads, and wanted me to come over and fuck him. I was rock-hard instantaneously. He told me that he liked to rub some drugs into his ass and take cum. I asked if he was still NEG, and he replied, “LOL. Nope. Not for a long time.” Unfortunately I was busy with work, so I couldn’t sneak away and go fuck him. So far, the only boy who wasn’t part of that five-way that doesn’t live in New York is Karl. I looked him up online, and he’s married, to a woman, living in the Midwest raising a family. Seems like he’s not fucking guys any more, at least not publicly, so he’s out of the running. Otherwise, I’d love to have a five-way to mark when I realized what I’ve always been: a cum whore who, as it turns out, craves POZ cum. And I know just the three guys to give it to me. To be continued…
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So here I am about to get my 4th load for the day after being fucked by my daddy, a stranger, and whored to my daddy's friend. I'll post the whole story when it's over!
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Looking for tips to breed my hole this weekend from late Thursday until Monday morning. Will be at the Travelodge on Market Street so easy access and close to Folsom. Can be blindfolded or lights down for tops who need complete discretion. Email me at bbbradstevens@gmail.com with stats and a pic of you can and let me know when you're think you'd like to cum by. Into 1 on 1 , three ways, tag team and gangbangs. Latin a +. Str8/bi ++. Love inked men who like to talk nasty! #BBBh -
Looking for tips to breed my hole this weekend from late Thursday until Monday morning. Will be at the Travelodge on Market Street so easy access and close to Folsom. Can be blindfolded or lights down for tops who need complete discretion. Email me at bbbradstevens@gmail.com with stats and a pic of you can and let me know when you're think you'd like to cum by. Into 1 on 1 , three ways, tag team and gangbangs. Latin a +. Str8/bi ++. Love inked men who like to talk nasty!
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What's up guys? Hosting in Chicago south suburbs (Chicago Heights). Looking for anon tops. Walk in, dump your load, walk out...me blindfolded. I neg, but don't care what your status is...in fact you can whisper it in my ear as you are shooting it balls deep
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Does anyone know of any hot parties (public, or private) in NY tonight? If there is a lot of bb'ing, that would be even better. Thanks.
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Have had 2 hookups with this 'straight' (probably bi) college dude. The first time he came over he thought I would have condoms (I did not) but said his main issue was hygeine so if my ass was clean and showered we could go bare, you know, just this once. The fuck was fast but amazing and a massive load was dropped in me. He texts me about a week later saying he 'needs dat puss' and so comes over. I'm sucking him good and his cock is rock hard, as only a 20 year-old can be, and he tells me to bend over. I hear him ripping open the condom wrapper and I'm disappointed, especially after that amazing load he left last time. I spin around and begin fellating him with a vengeance and he gets wobbly-legged and has to lay down. As he lays there in blow job bliss, I kick the half opened wrapper to the floor and work my way up his torso to those beautiful, caramel nipples. While he's all blissed out and pre-cumming like a mothefucker, I straddle him and start rubbing my hole against his cock - still suckling at those luscious pecs. There is so much pre-cum now I have little difficulty maneuvering him into my hungry hole. I hold down his arms and legs so he can't do much except squirm and moan while I pull every power bottom move out of the book: slow stroke, clenching, reverse cowboy, jackhammer, etc. I'm a bigger dude so I can do the 'booty shake' and it was the ass-clap/clench combo that gave that guy the most intense orgasm of his young life. I have rarely had so much cum in my ass from one load. He looked adorable and kind of helpless as he stumbled around the room trying to gather his underwear and things, but having to stop from time to time to just mutter, "oh damn, oh fuck, oh damn...", and absently-mindedly tug his still half-hard cock, like he couldn't quite believe what happened I think I've shown him the truth and the light of the bareback way - he's over here again in about 20 mins and sent this pic saying he couldn't wait to, "nutt dat puss". Damn, I love a 20 year old dick!
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Planning to go to the Jack of all Colors party tonight at Paddles. If any big dicked horny white guys want to breed this horny blk guy, find me there!!
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Yesterday, Sunday, went a bit differently than I expected. I was supposed to have a regular fuckdate with a buddy of mine, but he was working until late, so another friend, a hot black guy, who formerly was a swimmer and a gymnast, and who still has an awesome body, came over for dinner, arriving around 7:00 PM. We chatted a while before we ate, and as we had had sex some time earlier, naturally our conversation led to sex, then kissing, and, before long, I told him I needed him to fuck me, even if he was hungry. In no time we were in my bedroom, his dick buried deep inside my ass.. We never used condoms in the past, so the barebacking was not discussed and was, in fact, very much welcome. At seven inches, he wasn't all that hung, but he sure knows how to fuck, and all too soon he unloaded in my ass, coating the inside of my ass with a huge load. I enjoyed his fuck, but then I always like it when he fucks me. After dinner we both wanted dessert, so to speak, especially as I hadn't cum yet, so we fucked again. He took turns fucking my ass and mouth. lasting for quite some time before he nutted in my mouth. Naturally I swallowed all. After he had left, my regular fuck date texted me saying he would arrive at my place around half past 11:00 PM. I also received a text from an 18 year old who had fucked me a few weeks earlier, He also was horny and wanted to fuck. I replied saying I had a fuck lined-up in just a bit, but that he could come over. I let him know, however, that the other guy would be older than either of us. The young guy had no problem with that, and definitely had no problem with barefucking me. Anyhow, the older guy, (who I've known for 15 years), arrived first. He starts talking, but hungry as I was, I dropped to my knees and sucked his dick. He asked for poppers, so we went into my bedroom, and, giving him a bottle of poppers, told him to lay in the bed. I positioned his nine incher at my hole and sat down, taking him all way in, bare, of course. I've never fucked safe, even when I've been involved in threesomes, so this occasion wouldn't be the time to change my custom. His big black cock entered me easily, and I road him for several minutes when he asked "When was your last fuck? Not too long ago?" "Ninety minutes ago," I replied. Grinning broadly he grunted "You fuckin' slut," as he kept pounding away at my ass. Then, my phone rang. The young guy had arrived. I skipped the introductions and went down on the young guy's eight inch cock, and then alternated between the two guys. After a couple of minutes the young guy slid into my ass. It was awesome, and after two minutes he nutted in my ass, so I sat back down on the older man's cock and began cleaning-up the young guy, sucking his cock and balls, and generally licking-up his entire crotch. The older guy's cock was as good as I expected, and all too soon I blew my load, which triggered the top to also cum. So now I had three loads in my hole - but I wasn't done. I suck older guy dry as the young guy played with my ass. Apparently he liked the sensation of all the cum in my hole 'cause soon enough he slid back in and began fucking me a second time. Although I had just cum, I was still utterly horny, so I was happy to let the young guy's cock give my ass the royal treatment. After about ten minutes, they switched positions, and as the older guy pleasured himself in my ass, I sucked the young guy. This went on for about an hour before they each came in my mouth. We had to stop fucking for a bit because I had come a second time when the young guy was fucking me, and with that load my horniness passed, and my ass needed a rest. We were done. It was about 2:00 AM, so the older guy went home and I drove young guy to his place as he didn't have a car and couldn't afford a taxi. When I returned home I felt the loads in my ass and found myself horny again, so I logged into a chatsite and talk a bit, jerk off and go to sleep. I figured I wouldn't be able to line-up any more sessions at that hour, and as I had three loads in my ass, well, there is such a thing as being a pig. To my surprise I received a message from a guy who clearly wanted to fuck. Exchanging pictures, he recognized me, and explained we had set-up a session some time before, but as things got mixed up, we had never connected. He may have thought I would bail on him again, but he gave me his address, and fifteen minutes later I was at his door. It was now 3:00 AM. He was a white, hot, rugby player type, very masculine, with an eight and a half inch cock that matched my size. Knowing I was pre-loaded, he slipped a finger in my ass, felt the cum, licked it off and pushed me on the floor. I sucked his dick and after a few minutes I needed him inside my ass. Throwing me on the bed, he positioned me on my stomach and entered in one shot. No lube. I had plenty of cum for that. He fucked very hard, and was decidedly dominant. I suspect he was high, but even so, he was totally hot. I had told him I couldn't stay long, I just wanted to suck, fuck, cum and go, and true to our agreement he nutted in about 15 minutes, and man did he blow a big load. There was so much cum. When he withdrew an enormous dollop of cum dripped from my ass. I wanted to suck him, but he wouldn't let me, the bastard. Instead he went to the bathroom, cleaned-up a bit, but when he came-out I cornered him, going down on my knees and sucked him to a full erection. Meanwhile he played with my ass, and, re-positioning me, went down on his knees to rim me, licking out all the cum. It was fuckin' hot. He went really deep with his tongue and fed me the cum he was able to extract from my ass. Eventually he fucked me again, and after a long session, over one hour, I was about to cum, so when he told me to shoot it in his mouth I was happy to do so. He swallowed it all. I went home at 5:00 AM, totally satisfied, three loads down my throat, four in my ass, having played with three black men and one white man. A total of four men. It was a good Sunday. When I awoke I had texts from the white guy, saying he wanted me soon again but this time he wanted an empty ass so he could fill it with his cum - and then he would whore out my ass for the night. I'll keep you guys posted. (I could go into more detail but am too horny to write! )
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For my sophomore and most of my junior year in college i was in a "relationship" with my Economics professor. i got straight As; but in honesty i think the As had nothing to do with the fact that he was fucking me. i got an A in the introductory course that was taught by a different professor (and i had no interest in fucking her). True, the fact that he was fucking me 2-3 times a week might have encouraged him to give me the benefit of the doubt in grading, if that situation ever came up, but i think i pretty much earned those As. But i digress. my prof. was a stunning looking man, late 30s or early 40s, more than 6 feet tall, awesome body, prematurely graying hair, piercing blue eyes. He walked around campus like a true athlete and girls swooned. Sorry girls. This dude is seriously into boys. Anyway, we are laying on a bearskin rug in front of a roaring fire at the prof's lakeside lodge on a late November afternoon, in post-coital haze. Prof is sucking on a blunt and passes it to me. i take a hit and pass it back. "What are your plans for semester break?" He asks. Exams end just before Christmas and the second semester doesn't start until mid-January. "Don't have any plans, really. Probably go home and hang with my dad and brother. Why do you ask?" "Well, my buddy Jim is moving his sailboat from Florida to one of the islands and he's looking for crew. I'm going to help him out and i thought you might like to come along." i thought about it for a few moments. "I don't think so," i said. "i can't afford air fare to Florida and beside, i don't know the first thing about sailing. i wouldn't be any help." Prof. responded. "Don't worry about it boy. I'll cover our airfare. And believe me, you'll pick up on boating really quick. Come on, we'll have a great time in the sun." So i agreed and emailed my dad to tell him i would not be home for Christmas. As the departure date grew closer, prof started instructing me on the elements of sailing after we had fucked, and told me stories of his previous abventures in the islands and with his buddy Jim. When i suggested that i really needed to get some clothes for the island climate, prof told me not to worry, he'd make sure i had appropriate clothing. So, when he picked me up for the airport, on the day after my last exam, i had packed light -- couple pair of shorts, a couple tee shirts, tennis shoes, a couple pair of sox and toiletries. As it turned out, of these few things, i would use only the toiletries. When we arrived in MIami and got into our hotel room, prof handed me this tiny little plastic bag. "What's this?" i asked. ""All the clothing you'll need on the boat," he responded. i opened the bag and saw one of those absurd, expremely low cut Japanese speedoes, in black, and a thong in royal blue. As things turned out, i wouldn't wear even those "garments" very much.
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Two nights ago I finally felt well enough to get fucked. I hadn't actually set out to find a top; instead, I was, as usual, just looking on the various sites. On A4A, a fellow started chatting with me, and eventually he suggested my favorite, a quick pump and dump. Well, he persuaded me to get ready for my first fuck in four months. As agreed, I left the front light on, the door unlocked, and the lights off in the apartment and waited on all fours on my ottoman. Eventually the door opened and my breeder walked in. I heard him removing his clothing, and I also heard his slow approach my upturned ass. I felt his hands spreading my cheeks as he aimed his seven to eight inch cock at my hole. I had pre-lubed, but he needed lube up several more times to get inside. As I said, I hadn't been 'had' in four months! He worked his way deeper and deeper and until finally he got all the way in, all the time remaining completely silent. Occasionally, he'd tap me on my thigh, indicating I should move my legs in one direction or another, but he didn't utter a word. I heard him spray something and then put a paper towel next to my nose. I assumed he was offering me poppers of some sort, so I took a huff. The mystery man kept thrusting and eventually I could tell he was getting close because he asked "You want my poz load?" He asked the question several times, and each time I groaned "Yes." He filled me with his six-day load, pulled out, dressed, and left. Hot scene!
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I have a casual fuckbuddy with whom I've played half a dozen times or so. He's not in my town very often and when he is, I can't always see him, so it's always a real treat when we can actually connect. We hadn't met for several months but this Saturday he sent me a message that he was available, and I just happened to be home alone. I should mention that he's always used a condom when he fucked me, and as much as I hate condoms, his cock is incredible and he always fucks me just the way I need to be so I tolerated it. He always likes the anonymity of our get-togethers: I await him on my bed, ass in the air, face down, with a towel, lube, and a condom next me. I tried 'forgetting' to leave a condom out a few times but each time has has produced one. When he said he was coming over, I had a little inspiration. I put the lube and towel next to me like always. I took a condom out of my drawer, found a needle, and speared it right through the middle and put it on the towel. Surely he'd use mine instead of his if it were in plain sight. I was in the bedroom when I heard the door open, I jumped on the bed, face down, ass up. It's always nerve wracking hearing someone walk into the room when you can't see. I heard him drop his shoes, his pants, and felt the bed move when he climbed on behind me. He slapped my ass and hole a couple of times with his cock, which was rapidly hardening. He rubbed it between my cheeks and I groaned softly. His cock is really thick and I could feel the weight of it, and knowing where it was about to be was driving me crazy. He paused and I heard the condom wrapper open, then the lube bottle top clicked. Some cold Astroglide was dripped on my hole and then he rubbed his thick cock head around in it. He centered on my hole and eased forward but nothing happened. He pulled back, and a little more lube dripped onto my hole. More rubbing of his cock head, more pressure and I felt myself opening up as his head started into me. After about half of his shaft was into my ass, it was hurting, so I pulled forward slightly. I guess it had been a long time for him because he moved forward with me, ran his hand up the back of my neck and into my hair, where her gripped a handful and pulled back. It was obvious he wasn't putting up with me pulling away. He pushed forward until I was flat on my stomach, where I couldn't pull away anymore. He paused for a second, withdrew slightly, then pushed forward into me. I couldn't move and had no choice but to take his cock, all nine inches or so of his very thick cock. He didn't really slow down. As soon as he was all of the way inside me, he started pulling back and thrusting forward, keeping a grip on my hair, letting me know who was in charge. I honestly didn't realize how much I was grunting and moaning until he hoarsely muttered "Shut the fuck up, buddy." I did my best to comply,and he kept the pace up for a couple of minutes until he asked "You want my nut?" "Fuck yeah," I replied, assuming he would blow his load in the condom, as he had done before, even as I was secretly hoping the pin hole had torn through and I'd get his load. "Tell me what you want." he instructed, without the slightest pause in the rhythmic pounding of my wrecked hole. "I want your cum, Sir." I said automatically. He fucked me hard several more strokes, and then abruptly withdrew his cock from my hole. A flash of disappointment crossed my brain as I assumed he would blow his load on my ass, and indeed I heard the unmistakable snap of a condom being jerked off, but to my amazement, without any explanation or without seeking my permission, he plunged his raw cock back inside my ass. He only fucked me a few seconds, then thrust forward hard and I felt his cock swell and jerk as he blew his load into my hole. He pulled out, dressed and left without saying a word, and I lay there feeling my hole get wetter as his cum oozed out of my stretched, well fucked ass. Maybe next time I can convince him to bareback me from start to finish.
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Why Baseball Is The Greatest Game Man Has Ever Invented
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My buddy Glenn telephoned this morning to say a few guys were coming over to his place to watch the baseball game on TV, wanted to know if i was interested. Well, I love baseball and I especially enjoy watching a game with a bunch of guys who are into baseball, which is, in my mind, an elegant, sophisticated game! Beside, this was an excellent excuse to spend time with Glenn, who is a gorgeous guy, with the dick of death. In any event, by the time the game had started, there were, counting Glenn, seven men, eight if I was included in the total, but truth be told, as a fag, I scarcely count as a man. There are fans of both teams present and naturally there was quite a bit of banter as to which team was better, which would win, which had the better offense, yada, yada. Glenn finally put a stop to the arguing saying "Tell you what guys. For every run the Nats score, one of the Nats fans gets to fuck my fag friend here," pointing to me. "And for every run the Brewers score, my fag friend here will give one of you Milwaukee fans a blow job." And so it was settled. No one asked me, but I wouldn't expect to be consulted on what an Alpha wanted to do with his dick. And beside, I was hardly going to protest. Well, the Nats won, nine to five. That meant getting fucked nine times and giving five blow jobs, all within a three hour period of time. Was I tired? Yeah. Was I sore? Fuck yeah. Was I happy? You better fuckin' believe it. Would I do it again? Well, there are 162 games in the major league season, and there are less than thirty games left to this season. I wonder where Glenn has been all summer? -
I'm looking for BB sub bottoms in the area to use on a regular basis. Into anon BREEDING, BLINDFOLDS, PISS, BB, ROUGH...
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29yo average white guy with well used hole. Total amyl pig, 420 friendly. Really digs being the bottom in a forced roleplay sessh. To get the idea's flowing and the cocks twitching, I've never had someone tie me down and force themselves inside me used no lube or spit, it would certainly be painful and gets me rock hard.
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Part 1. I was being fucking stupid, I knew that from the start. I knew it when I was at home, cleaning myself out and shaving everything below the neck. I knew it when I left and got the train to some place I'd never heard of before. I knew it when I walked up the drive to the address I was given and knocked on the door. And I especially knew it when the door was opened. Standing butt naked, letting me in, was an indian guy, small but with a huge cock, which was already rock solid. The second I was in, it was too late for me to stop being stupid - I was immediately forced to my knees. His cock filled my mouth and I sucked it, tasting his skin and precum on my tongue. His cock was just as big as it looked in the pictures. A solid nine inches, thick and brown. He forced it down my throat, gripping my blonde hair tightly, with no regard for any pain he caused me. After a few thrusts, he let go, pulling his cock out and smacking me with it, leaving a splat of my spit and his precum on my face. He led me from the hallway into the next room - I knew not to get off my knees, but to crawl behind him. The room should have been a living room, but if it ever had normal furniture, that had all been stripped out and replaced with a sling, a fucking bench, and table that I couldn’t see the top of, and the contents of which I could only guess at. There was also set up several cameras, positioned so that they wouldn't get in the way of what was to come. There were three people in the room - the 9 inch Indian who had let me in and fucked my throat already, a white skinhead, as naked as the first guy and with a chunky piercing in the tip of his chunky eight inch cock, plus several other piercings throughout his body, and a black guy, fully dressed in leather chaps, a jock and a waistcoat that did little to cover his muscular body. I knew to crawl straight over to this one and kiss both his boots, then wait. No one spoke, and without needing direction, the skinhead went to the table and pulled from behind it an empty backpack. He dropped it next to me, and I knew I was allowed to stand, though only briefly, to strip down to my jock, putting my shoes, socks, jeans, t-shirt and what little possessions I brought with me all in the bag. The skinhead took it away again, and flung it unceremoniously through an open door on the other side of the room, behind the sling. Then he and the Indian converged on me. The Indians dick slipped between my exposed buttcheeks, grinding against my hole, still slick from my spit. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him, his body fully pressed against mine. The skinhead, meanwhile, stood in front of me, between me and the leather clad man. He took my nipples between his fingers and started twisting them harshly as he forced his mouth against mine, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. A metal stud on his tongue smacked against my teeth as it slivered in, filling my mouth almost as much as the cock had earlier. I moaned into his mouth, and felt his cock hardening against me, the ring going through it rubbing against my now bulging jock pouch. Behind me, the Indian started kissing and biting my neck, sinking his teeth in deep. I pushed my ass out against his cock, I wanted him to fuck me right now, though I knew he wouldn't. They were only trying to see if I’d lose my nerve and beg them to let me leave, but there was no chance of that. Sure enough, with a snap of fingers behind the skinhead, both bodies suddenly separated from mine, so quickly that I nearly fell over, having not noticed that I had been using them to support myself. I immediately sank to my knees again, and looked up at the ringleader. He reached out and grabbed me by the hair, and dragged me across the room. Still holding my hair, he made me look into a full length mirror behind the fucking bench. I'd always been skinny, and my pale, hairless body looked smaller than ever in comparison to the bulking black monster that held me so firmly. The skinhead and Indian had begun kissing and wanking each others dicks while they waited for the leather Daddy to do his thing. "Say it." He said. He didn't shout, and yet the command was barked with harsh force. "I'm a stupid whore, Sir." I answered, not breaking eye contact with him through the mirror. I knew every word of what I had to say off by heart. I knew it was all being recorded too. "And why are you a stupid whore?" He asked, tightening his grip in my curly blonde hair, making me wince, but not stumble from the plan. "Because I came here tonight." I answered. "What's going to happen to you here?" "You're going to pump me full of drugs." I answered. "Then you're going to fuck me and pump me full of your cum." At this point, his other hand came round and gripped my throat. I could feel his leather covered cock pressing into my back. "And you want that?" I answered yes and he asked "Why?" "Because I want your toxic loads." I answered, and he demanded 'why' again. "Because I'm fucking stupid, but my boyfriend is stupider. He cheated on me, so I'm going to become a poz fucker and convert him too!" I didn't break eye contact the entire time. And with that, no more words were said. Pulling me by my throat, he dragged me back across to the other two, where they took it in turns to ram their cocks down my throat. Meanwhile, I could only hear the leather Daddy as he did something near the box and drug board. It didn't take long before both guys were going all the way down to the hilt in my throat. My nose buried into the hair of the Indian - I'd never taken anything in me that big before. My pathetic boyfriends cock wasn't even six inches, and barely tickled the back off my throat. I struggled and gagged around it, and he showed no sign of caring about my difficulty, gripping my head tight and fucking my mouth. When the skinhead took over, his dick might not have gone down as far, but the P.A. scratching inside me made it all the more difficult to take. He forced it down even harder than the Indian. Behind me, I heard boots approach once more. He dropped several things down, then grabbed my hips and pulled, making me stick my ass out as far as it would go without stopping me from reaching the cocks I was serving. I felt something on my back - he was writing on my shoulders with a pen, though I was too distracted by my work to follow it in my mind and work out what he wrote. After that, he moved lower down and wrote something else, that took longer, then I felt him draw an arrow on each of my ass cheeks, pointing to my hole. After that, they all moved together, like a planned attack. I was pulled to my feet, with the Skinhead wrapping his arms around me and holding me still, while the Indian held out my arm. The leather Daddy wrapped a strap around my arm and pulled it tight. It was over in a flash. Needle in, injected, out, strap off. With that, my head, my whole body suddenly burst with sensation. I coughed as I was shoved back to my knees, and a cock filled my mouth again. I didn't even know who's at first, though the piercing soon tipped me off. I didn't need any help to force myself down to the base this time - I swallowed it with a greedy hunger. At the same time, I felt a probing in my ass, and immediately thrust my hips out to meet it. The Indians tongue pushed straight into my waiting hole, where I felt it wiggle and squirm, shoving itself in and out and in again. I moaned around the skinheads cock as I got tongue fucked. This went on for a while, till the Indian guy stopped and repositioned himself so that his cock was pressed against my ass. The cock in my throat was pulled out so quickly, i worried for a moment that the piercing might cut something. All fear was quickly erased though, as a strange mask was forced over my nose and mouth. I breathed in deeply without even thinking - it smelled heavily of some chemical, and I knew I'd smelt it before in gay bars. It was poppers, and my already airy head was swimming after a few breaths, but the Indian held it on even still. I pushed my ass out against his cock again, moaning into the mask. I felt his spare hand slip between us and, with the precision of a pro, he lined up his cock with my hole. Still wet and desperate to be filled, my ass barely put up a fight, and the nine inches of cock shoved straight down till I could feel his pubes and his balls slap against me. I moaned, loudly, into the poppers mask. My virginity, which I could never convince my completely bottom boyfriend to take, despite his promises, was shattered in an instant. The Mask was dropped from my face as the Indian wrapped his arms around me. Our bodies were touching as much as they could, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck, as he started pounding my hole. He had mounted me like a dog, and panted like one in my ear, occasionally kissing or biting or sucking on my neck. Meanwhile, the skinhead circled around us like a predatory animal, growling encouragements to his friend, or insults to me. "Fuck that little cunt!" He said. "Fill that hole - he'll never want it empty again." I was practically being fucked into the floor at this point, but the skinhead knelt down in front of me, grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up, all without disturbing the pounding the Indian was giving my ass at all. He waved his cock in my face, smacking it against my cheeks and knocking the piercing against my lips. "See this?" He asked me. "You know what I'm going to do once he's done? I'm going to ram this right up your fucking cunt, and fuck you so fucking hard that you'll get all torn up inside. Our cum and our bug will go right into your blood. You're not walking away from this without it. No fucking chance!" And with that, he forced his cock down my throat and started fucking it. His words had got me so hot, I could feel my cock beneath me, rock hard, despite being crushed by my weight and the force of the Indian fucking me. It had slipped from my jock, and I was leaking precum - the only neg cum in the room, I thought, and that made me even harder. The Indian was obviously encouraged by what he heard too, as the speed and the force of his fucking picked up. He started moaning louder and louder, and each thrust seemed to slam down harder and harder. The whole time, the skinhead had been running his hands through my hair, half stroking, half pulling as he fucked my mouth. Finally, with a mighty howl, the Indian shoved his cock deep into my ass, his body convulsed, and I could feel his hot load blow up into me. Shot after shot blasting up, coating the insides of my ass completely. It felt like more cum than I'd ever seen one person produce before, and as his orgasm subsided, he started fucking his load into me again. Both cocks left me at the same time, the one in my ass now softer than the one in my throat. In my haze, I didn’t even see the Indian disappear from the room, he just seemed to vanish. The skinhead didn’t, and instead pulled me to my feet and forced me across the room, towards the fucking bench. He slammed me over it, grabbing both my arms and pinning them to my back with one hand, while the other grabbed my hair once more and yanked, pulling my head and holding it in a position so that I had to stare at the mirror in front of us. I noticed then that we were the only ones in the room - the black leather daddy had slipped out at some point. The skinhead needed no help to get his cock lined up with my hole, and rammed his pierced dick straight into the cum filled hole, making me moan and close my eyes. With a jerk of his hand in my hair, he half-yelled at me. “Don’t you fucking close your eyes, faggot!” He growled, shaking my head and fucking my ass hard. “You’re going to watch me convert your fucking ass, got it?!” I nodded as best I could, and I didn’t break eye contact with his reflection again. He didn’t take long, but I felt each and every thrust into me. With every few thrusts of his hips, he’d change how he fucked me. First he forced himself in as deep as he could and kept it there, moving only slightly as he bucked and grinded into my hole. After that, he pulled out completely, and repeatedly stabbed all the way back down to the hilt before pulling all the way out again, spearing me multiple times - the piercing making itself known with each and every penetration. I could tell he was getting close when he began fucking me properly, not pulling out but making me feel the full length of his eight inches as he pounded into my ass. The whole while, he kept talking. “Stupid fucker!” He said. “No fucking clue what you’re doing to yourself! This viral load is going to knock you right the fuck up! Better be ready for it! Are you fucking ready for it?!” He demanded to know. I yelled out. “Ah fuck yeah! I want your load in me! I want to be a poz Fucker like you!” My words obviously got him going, as with a wordless shout, he slammed deep into my ass and released his load. It went on just as long as the first load I took, and he began fucking it into me as well, though he went on longer than the Indian had, pounding my ass. I could feel the slickness in there, and some of the cum dribbled out of my ass and down my balls, which hung underneath, smacking into the fucking bench whenever the skinhead slammed back in. Finally, the skinhead pulled out. He let go of my hair, but not my arms. Once his cock was free, I felt him shove several fingers in instead, and I could feel his nails digging into the walls of my ass. “Gonna make fucking sure!” He said and, sure enough, when he pulled out his fingers and showed them to me in the reflection, I could see some blood mixed in with the cum. With that, he let go of me, and once again forgetting to support my own weight, I slid off the side of the bench, falling into a pile on the floor.
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Heading to DC tomorrow for a few days, and just had the bright idea to try to have some fun during the only time I am going to know for sure I have free to slut while I'm there, a small window of about 6 hours from the time my flight arrives to the time my brother gets off of work and I can meet him at his apartment. Would love suggestions on what to do. My first thought is Crew Club, though i've heard Wednesday afternoon (flight arrives around 2 pm in Reagan) isn't the best time. Considered Glorious as well, but that place honestly creeps me out. Bathhouse and art galleries don't mix. Also thought of finding someone to whore me out, but 1) I might run into a psycho, 2) very very short notice, and 3) I'm more bearish (though less and less, working on getting that toned body!) and not sure I'd be the prime choice for that. What do you guys think? Also, partying in any way, other than the obvious poppers and maybe the other legal stuff (pot and alcohol) is also pretty much out of the question. No way in hell am I showing up to my brother's house fucked up. Thanks in advance! -
Hiyas I'm a geeky guy living in Atlanta. I've been on here a few months, posted a few things (check out my profile for links I guess). I've been barebacking with guys for years, though only recently had one cum inside me. I also never PNP'd until earlier this year, and I love every minute of it. I've also been married to women twice, have always dated women. But times I have changed. I finally want to embrace the gay side of me and be fully immersed in being gay. I've always enjoyed sex with men a lot more than women, especially since I enjoy pleasing people more than myself. I am a bottom, though *rarely* top, which is a non-point when PNPing, since I have high blood pressure and always get the dreaded dick. Not that I care, honestly. I prefer just being a fuck toy to someone or someones. Anyways, this post is about finding fuck buddies, FWB, or possibly even a boyfriend. I'm on numerous hookup sites, and I've met some great people. But I can never seem to land a guy who is 1) single, 2) a top or vers/top, 3) pnps. IT SUCKS (and not in the good way). Not that I don't mind meeting people, sex is fun, being a whore is awesome, but I guess I'm just getting to a place in my life where I would like to be someone's PERSONAL whore (though definitely don't mind being shared or pimped out lol). So here's me in a nutshell: geeky, funny, understanding, smart, friendly but can be shy. Can clean house, cook, fix computers, work on projects around the house. Did security system installations for years, though slowly getting out of it due to travel and loneliness. Sex-wise, I'm a bottom who enjoys sucking cock, swallowing cum, rimming, being rimmed, being fucked and bred. I can be fem or masc depending, and usually when I'm partying, I get in slut mode and sometimes like to wear stockings and garters, and there's a part of me that would love to find a guy who would let me don full makeup, even cross dress (in private, cause well I ain't shaving my goatee). I can't say I'm very experienced in being a bottom, as its only since I started pnping that I've fully been able to enjoy getting fucked. No more nerves to worry about, inhibitions and control OUT THE WINDOW! I'm into everything, aside from scat, blood, and hard pain. I'm willing to try things once. What I'm looking for: Top or vers/top Enjoys partying Doesn't mind sharing me Wants to be worshiped and adored in the bedroom, but best friends outside of that Sexually open-minded Someone with a lot of experience who can take me under their wing and really pull out the gay side of me Geeky would be nice Average to above average cock size would be nice (though I really go for big ones). I would love someone that I could learn and truly master deep throating on, as I never have had someone regularly that I can practice and get better on. Status: I don't care honestly Just hit me up for more information.
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I type this, my inaugural post, while I struggle to keep his huge load in my ass. Yesterday I started chatting with a guy on Grindr, decent looking, 30, sort of muscular. After some chatting he asks, "You're vers, but which do you prefer?" I respond with "It's like this, there some asses that just need to be fucked and some cocks that I just have to ride" At this point he sends me a pic of both his decent ass and a beautiful and HUGE 8x6.5" chunk of man-meat. Turns out that he was going to be busy last night so we arrange to meet today. We message back and forth after lunch today, deciding on my place. Once I get home from I douche, shower and change. I was a little nervous because up till this point, the biggest dick I had taken was an averaged thickness 7 inches. Before he started to come over to my place, I messaged him about his status, not because I particularly care, but to gauge the likeliness of getting to take this beauty raw. He said "Neg, U?", less info than I hoped for. So I sprang the question itself "Neg also. On PrEP tested in mid July. Do you ever BB?" He replied "Me too and yes". Victory, I get exactly what my ass desires... "Perfect". He arrived and I take him back to my apartment. We undress, kiss etc. He pulls out his cock and lays down on my bed and it hits his leg with an audible thud. I look up from it and show him the hunger in my eyes. I dive in and put it all into my mouth. His cock begins to grow and struggle to get as much of it as I can into my mouth. I get it nice and hard, my cock is also rock hard by this point. Sitting up I bring my ass up to his cock but hold off before going further. I slide back down a bit, put our cocks together and wrap my hands (it took both of them) to grab his 8X6.5" and my 8X5.5" cocks, and work them on each other. No words can describe the perfect image of all the meat in one place. He starts working his finger into my ass and my body responds, and he becomes more vocal and says "You are a big bottom, aren't you" I give him my coy smile as response and breathe in the pleasure of my ass being played with. I move into doggie position and he lines up behind me and lubes up. He starts to push in and I feel soooooooooooo stretched out and can tell he's barely in. He's starts pumping my ass and it feels great at some points and too much at others, but overall I get that magical full feeling. He can tell I'm struggling so he asks me if I want to change positions. I flip over to my back and the feeling is magical is pushes the huge dick in and out of me. After about 5 minutes he tells me that he's close and tell "Just don't stop." His O Face comes and then I can feel the huge amount of wetness as some his load gets pushed out of me by the plunging of his dick. He wipes off with a towel I had pre-staged, gets dressed, and leaves. I still feel like hole is stretched but i can in that amazing load... We text back and forth, remarking that we forgot to get a picture of that massive dick inside me, something we both talked about earlier. And we both agree to a round 2...
