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Just want to share my first ever bareback encounter, was the summer about 7 years ago. Whilst I was out cruising I was genuinely looking at getting someone to suck my cock. As I was walking around the woods in Norfolk UK I was watching breeding porn on my phone and I was incredibly horny. I see this guy look at me and wandered off into a area undercover. I unzipped my jeans as he was there with his trousers down. My cock was already hard and dripping pre cum. Without any hesitation I asked if he wanted fucking and before I knew it he bent over and exposed his shave hole, I pushed my tip into his glorious tight hole and as I increased thrust I could feel myself about to cum. And then I shot my load deep inside his hole, I pulled out and the cum come gushing out. I pulled trousers up and never looked back
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This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.
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Predators and prey Michael was a good boy. He was a good pupil and always listened to his parents. He helped old people in crossing the street and was involved in his church. And Michael believed in God. Still there was a dark secret hidden in this otherwise always friendly guy. Michael fantasized of being sexually dominated by men. His parents didn’t know he was gay. To the extent either of them thought about it, both his mother and father assumed he was shy with girls, but that eventually he would grow out of it. Neither ever considered Michael might be a dick-taking faggot. Now, at the age of 18, having received his driving license, Mike felt an overwhelming urge to get fucked. The urge grew from day to day. In his mind he was ripped open by one, two, three, sometimes even four guys. He wanted to serve them with his body. He instinctively knew his role was to be on the receiving end. Living in a small village, where everyone knew each other it was impossible for Mike to stare at the other boys. He was always keeping his little secret to himself and never gave anyone the opportunity to think otherwise of him. He was the cute Christian neighbor boy, who was saving himself for the right girl. “Mom?” “What is it” his mother yelled from the kitchen. “Can I borrow the car, please?” he asked politely. His mother came into the hall. It was almost 10:00 o’clock in the evening. "Why do you need the car at this hour," she asked. "I forgot a school book at a buddy's house and I need it for an upcoming exam," Michael explained. His mother trusted Michael in all of his action and although she was worried about him, driving in the dark he convinced her, that he needed the book urgently and would be back soon. Michael’s father died two year ago from cancer. Since then he was ‘the man’ in the house. His mother smiled to him and asked him to drive slowly and to be home soon. Michael took the keys from the table and told his mother he would return soon and that he might chat with his friend a bit. Michael never mentioned a name and his mother didn't think to ask which of Michael's friends. In any event off Michael went in his mother's car. Of course his destination was not a buddy's house, but rather a cruising lot where gays met to fuck each other. He read about the place on the internet. His destination was a parking lot which adjoined a nearby forest. As he drove into the parking lot, Michael thought "Now is the time to get some action." In the forum he read about the cruising area. It was well visited and people wrote about their sex encounters which made Mike always horny. He read about the option of being fucked bareback. Mike knew about condoms, but sex was never a subject at home. He knew condoms prevent a girl of becoming pregnant, but he was not a girl. Believe it or not, but Michael was unaware of the dangers of STD’s or HIV. This was just not part of his world and although he needed cock, he was also full of doubts, if the path he walked would lead him straight to hell. He had to drive quite some miles and in the back of his mind was hoping his mom didn’t check the mileage after all. Finally he arrived at his destination. It was almost 11:00 pm. There were several other cars parked in a big parking lot. Although the parking lot was officially a rest area, none of the cars were occupied with passengers. Mike was hard. He was wearing a tight blue jeans and a blue shirt with an imprint of his school, St. Barnabas. His heart was beating so fast. He thought it would burst inside of his chest. His jeans almost did anyway, showing a nice bulge, although Mike had not the biggest gun for sure. He opened the car door and exited the vehicle. He couldn’t see anyone although the moon was shining bright. Slowly he started walking towards the forest. He felt his ass tingle in excitement. Tonight he wanted to take cocks into his arse. He wouldn’t mind if some guys would use him and although he had dreams about the only one, he knew this was impossible for him. His was expected to get married one day and have a bunch of children. But he also had this needs and for tonight he would let guys be in charge of him and his young body. Michael entered the forest and suddenly saw a first couple engaged in sexual activities. He was so horny. This was the first time, he saw two guys actually doing something. One male was on his knees and was sucking a daddy type. The bearded hunk was around 40 and observed Michael instantly. Michael was actually looking shyly at the big cock of this dark haired top but was too afraid to stand still and start jerking or so. So he continued his way deeper into the darkness while the guy who had just focused on Mike pushed the sucker away and told him to fuck off. He had set his mind on this young twink, who was obviously the first time at such a place. Maybe he was a virgin. He closed his jeans and followed Michael. Other guys had also noticed the fresh meat and like predators they surrounded Michael eye-fucking the youngster. Michael was so excited. He had the feeling he wasn’t almost able to breathe. He passed some guys on his way through the woods. Deep voices reached out to him, enticing him with open invitations, such as “Hey there young one, need some hard dick?” And “What’s up, puppy? Looking for a daddy?” and again, “Hey boy, let me fuck your tight hole.” The sweet invitations to partake of debauchery of which Michael had only passing knowledge. He was too shy to reply, but he smiled cutely at all of them and was always looking at their big bulges and that was quite inviting for all of them. Another hunk actually stopped Michael by holding him by his shoulder and asked "Are you looking for some dick? We are all here to give it good to you. All you've gotta do is to spread your legs, you little cunt." Mike looked at the front of this guy's jeans. The buttons were open already and a thick cock was sticking out of his pants. Without a word the stud increased the pressure on Michael's shoulder and pressed him down onto his knees with the simple command "Suck." “I don’t know…how," Michael replied in a quiet, reserved whisper. “Are you a fucking virgin?” Mr. Big asked loudly. Michael nodded, in abject shame. “A fucking virgin,” Mr. Big replied with a coarse chuckle, adding “You know, you're gonna taste and feel many cocks tonight, little one.” With this pronouncement Mr. Big grabbed Michael's hair, pulling him down closer too his cock. “Just open your mouth and suck my dick. And take care of your teeth. Don’t scratch me with your fucking teeth” With that Michael was got his first taste of cock. He tried to look up to this macho fucker, but sucking for the first time, took much of his concentration and so he tried to take as much of the fuck meat into his mouth. The big guy pushed his dick further into Mikes throat and he choked on his cock. This was fucking great Michael thought. He hoped he would get used hard tonight. He wasn’t able to see, but 6 other guys were already jerking off. They had all heard the news, that this fucktoy was a virgin obviously. “Do you want to take dick up your cunt?” the guy above him asked. “Yes – please” Mike answered and blushed. “I just used my last condom bitch – you got some?” he asked loudly. “No – my mom would kill me, if she found condoms in my room”. "Your Mom?" the guy snickered. “You take it bare?” he asked loudly, so everyone nearby could hear the questioning. “Yes if course, that’s not a problem. I would love to take it raw. I will accept everyone” Michael replied and continued sucking dick. “Good boy. Very good boy. Let’s go. There is a shack nearby with a mattress inside. This is just the place we need to fuck you hard and give you some charged loads. Let’s go!” the male commanded. He dragged Michael by his arm and forced him to follow him through the woods. Michael now saw some other guys who were grinning at him wickedly. He felt like the star of the night. He knew everybody was wanting him and he was willing to accept every dick in his body. There was a glade in front of them and there he could see the booth. He was scared, but also excited. He wanted to be used. He needed cock. Tonight was the night he finally would experience what it meant to be a fagboy…
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Note: I am posting this grouping here because some of them will involve an assortment of chems. The first story does not. Story 1 I have been loaded in many odd places. One of the most memorable was in a US Post Office Truck on my back with my legs up in the air parked on a dirt road near my home. The top was a really hot local substitute mailman who also attended a local college on a baseball scholarship. He was lean with a muscular chest, tan and dusted with dark hair. The same dark hair tufted out from under his cap and really set off his crystal blue eyes. I had sucked him off before at a local rest area, and I knew that at the bottom of a very sexy treasure trail he had an impressive slugger (a think 9 inches at least). He drove by the park near my house, and we met in the bathroom. I started to suck him off, but he wanted to fuck me in his truck. I was really turned on. It was July, and those trucks have no air conditioners. We were sweating buckets. His sweat was dripping on me as he was battering my hole. It turned me on more. I was licking the sweat off his chest and he would really get intense and bite my shoulders and kiss me. He really let me have it when he was close. He asked me if I wanted his cum. My response was "fucking breed me" and that made him explode in my ass so hard I could feel it. Some leaked out onto peoples mail. He ripped some perfume samples and rubbed them in the area he fucked me, but I'm sure a few people had questions.
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I like to be nude and like to cruise parks nude. I don’t mind taking a little risks getting caught. I also think it’s the best way to get some anon loads. I just bend over and take what ever cock cums my way. Just wish there were more piggie [banned word] like me in austin. It’s hard to find anyone.
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I bartend. It’s a lot of late nights. The best thing about it is spending my night getting revved up, and then being released out in to the darkness, horned and desperate to be used once my shift is over. Last weekend I was feeling exceptionally horny after my shift, and I decided to stop by a cruisey park after work. It was all the usual game. A dark park, cool breeze, shadows of trees mingling in the park lights as men hurry past each other not knowing if the fellow in the opposite direction is a cop, some dimwit, or the next notch on your belt. I was dressed in fitting jeans and solid black dress shirt unbuttoned down to my stomach that is carrying a little more ponch than I’d like. I’m more dad-bod than former athlete nowadays, but with a thick ass, tight hole, and desperate cum-hunger, I do more than okay. I walked slowly just enjoying the evening. The air was cooled off, and I enjoyed it blowing on my exposed hairy chest. I caught the eye of several men strolling along the paths, as they caught mine. But one fella in particular looked exceptionally sexy to me. He was tall, about 6’3. And thin. But he had a strut that oozed confidence. I hoped he was oozing something else. I made my way off the paved path, into a small clearing that was secluded by several boulders. It was almost as if this area was designed for men to sneak off and fuck. Talk trees blocked lights, and the boulders were the perfect objects to lean on and bend over. As I heard his footsteps get closer I unbuckled my belt to signal that I was not just out for an evening stroll. He approached and I finally got to see how young he was. Tall and lanky, with a beautiful dark complexion. He had a fitted hat on, a loose hoodie, snug jeans, and the latest Jordans. He couldn’t have been more than 25, and was rubbing the front of his jeans. ”Yo. Whatcha looking for?” I squatted down and said “Whatever you’ve got”. He walked over confidently and said “You want everything I got?” He slid down the front of his unbuttoned jeans, and pulled out his long cock. It must have been about 8 inches and thin, but it was perfect to me. I reached out and took it towards my mouth, feeling his soft skin and warmth on my lips as it filled me and I moaned “Mmmmmhmmmmm!” He sighed as I went to work. His cock rapidly thickening in girth as he groaned in approval. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Suck that cock.” I slid up and down as he rubbed my head. I pulled my poppers out, and inhaled slowly in one nostril as I slid down his shaft. Then slowly back up and down his shaft again, as I inhaled on the other nostril. “Fuck yeah, daddy! Sniff that shit. You gon’ need them!” By this point, I had undone my pants and shifted them to my ankles. My ass was exposed, as I prefer to wear a jockstrap (since you never know when someone will need access). I was slowly sucking his beautiful cock, and trying to slobber all over it, as I didn’t bring lube. But dripping drool all over my hand and working it on my hole to prepare myself. One way or another, I was leaving with a load in my ass tonight. He grabbed my head and forced his full manhood into my throat, as he pulled my hips upward. This was all so he could explore my hole. He massaged my cheeks gently, but it was all yo get to hole, already slick with my spit. He rubbed one finger around, and then inside me. That was when I felts his long and sharp nails. The finger inside me was lightly scratching me. I chalked it up to the impatience and inelegance of youth when it came to sex. ”You want my raw hole, baby?” I asked in my poppers induced haze, as drool dripped off his cock. “Fuck yeah bitch. Turn around and show me that pussy.” I complied and turned around placing my hand on the boulder. I took one more long hit of poppers, as I felt his thick cockhead start to probe my hole. He spread my cheeks with one hand, and aimed his cock with the other. My lips stretched around it slowly, and he took his time as he entered me. Every slight thrust forward opened me up a little more as he slid in. I winced in pain as he got to my second ring, but breathed relief as he pushed past it and releases another moan. ”Goddamn your pussy is tight!” “Open me up, baby! Use me to dump your fucking load.” He slid out slowly leaving his head in me, and then back inside me a little quicker. He started to do this rhythmically, as each thrust pushed me up against the boulder. He pulled out and spit on his cock and my hole. As he added this slickness, I took a long hit from my little brown bottle and begged home to fuck me some more. Before I knew it, he was back inside me and working up a quicker pace. His speed kept picking up, and I could feel the orgasm building in my balls. He grabbed my throat as he moved on top of my back, and turning my face towards his, impaled my mouth with his tongue. ”You want these babies?” He breathlessly asked in my ear as he pulled his mouth away from mine. ”Yes!” I exclaimed, “Shoot that seed deep in me! Give me your babies!” He picked up the pace, and I felt like I was getting ripped open, but he was somehow rubbing up against my prostate and the pleasure was too intense. I arched my back even further, and forced my ass as far back onto his cock as I could. He was breathing heavier, and suddenly yelled out, “Take my AIDS babies bitch!!!” My cock exploded in my jockstrap, as he thrusted his meat into my well worked hole. His full body weight was pinning me to the boulder, and his hand was pressing my face into the rock, as he used his other hand to remove his cock from me. I had spent the last several minutes up on my toes, as it was the perfect way to get his tall frame to meld with mine. But at this point I had collapsed on the ground. He stumbled backwards, breathing heavily. Then quickly pulled up his pants (probably worried that someone had just heard that, and cops were coming to shut us down). As I picked myself up, I could feel his warm cum start to slowly drip out of my ass. I quickly worked to catch it on my hand and taste it so it wouldn’t go to waste. ”Baby, that was amazing!” I said. ”Shut the fuck up slut!” He snapped at me, and turned around to jet off as he zipped up. He was gone as I turned around and leaned my back against the boulder. It then dawned on me that he said he had AIDS. But it was too late, and the poz chasing monster inside me was awakened. I was desperate for more. I pulled up my jeans and fixed myself, before I walked out of the clearing. I was on a mission to quench my unbearable poz thirst.
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Just want to find someone as fucked up in the head and horny 23/24 hrs of day as I am. I'm 38 near evansville. In owensboro. Glwm 5'9 160 6c thick.
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Pushing the Stroker's Limits
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—November, 2022 I went to the bookstore nearest to me for some Sunday afternoon fun. Historically, it has been a good time to find playful men needing to get off before the work week starts… I lock the car and go in. The parking lot is sparse, but I am slightly earlier than usual. I go into the straight side. A younger man I recognize by sight is in the back row. He is Black, around 30 and with a large frame that carries his weight well. I know that he loves to jerk to the movies and other people’s action. He has acted as voyeur for me before, jerking as he watches me have sex. We nod to each other. I walk and sit on one of the chairs to the side in front of him. I unbutton and stroke myself to hardness, in equal amounts from the sleazy scene on the screen and the anticipation of what might happen. As my eyes become accustomed to the light, I realize we are the only men here. We both stroke for our mutual enjoyment. I am in great sightlines for him to see me. I turn occasionally to see if he is enjoying the show. He is. And the movie—a nasty hetro anal only vid. The door opens. It’s a man around my age, but this guy is old school Hollywood handsome. Tall, dark, grey hair—think Cary Grant at 55. He sits across the aisle from me. He is instantly aroused by the video—and perhaps the two of us stroking to it. Where he sits, he can’t see the guy in the back row, just me and video. His suit pants soon tent up. He looks over at me. I shrug—a go-ahead-and-open-them look. He unzips. And pulls out a beautiful seven incher with an angry red head. I smile and turn back to the screen. We all stroke. My dick is leaking, just thinking about that guy’s dick. I want him in my mouth. When he looks at me again, I nod. He nods back. I take a swig from my water bottle, recap it and stand up. I reach for him. “Sorry. I don’t let anyone touch me.” Fuck, I’ve read all the signals wrong. I quickly sit back in my chair. But the spell has been broken. Soon enough, I pick up my coat and my water bottle and head next door. I sit in the back row. The only man in the room is an average looking guy. He wastes no time in going down on me. The door opens. I don’t let my sucker get up. Mr. Hollywood comes in. He nods to me, sits where he can watch the blow job and pulls his cock out. My sucker, seeing the new dick, moves to service him. “He wants to watch me get sucked,” I tell him, sounding slightly more sharp than I intended. The sucker obediently goes back down on me. He works harder on my cock. Showing off. “Get my balls.” He burrows in, as I stroke the wet shaft. This gives the voyeur a great view. He beats harder. My cocksucker tries hard, but I am nowhere near giving him a load. He finally gives up and takes off. I hear him go next door—where he will just be disappointed with yet another stroke- only guy. Silence. Then: “That’s a beautiful cock,” says the handsome one. “As is yours.” “Thanks.” We stroke—looking at each other, not really at the film. “Sorry about before, I don’t let guys play with me here. Married, you know.” I nod. We stroke. “May I touch yours?” This surprises me. But I nod in agreement. He comes over and sit on the other half of the bench I’m on. His right hand reaches over and wraps around my hot flesh. “Damn, you’re thick.” He gives me a few strokes. “It’s so…heavy. I mean, it….” He trails off. “I know what you mean—it’s a true ‘piece of meat.’” He strokes me faster. His left hand touches my balls, rubbing the wet, hairy orbs. “Do you fuck women, too?” “Occasionally—but only if there is a hot husband in the equation, as well.” “Fuck, I’d love to see that…” he trails off. And stops touching me. He moves back to his chair and we both focus on the video and stroke to the hairy and tatted guys on the screen about to breed. A long silence. “I hate thinking your cum will end up on the floor,” I tell him. “Would you consider shooting on my face?” He stops stroking and looks at me. “Totally safe for you and hot for me as I lick your load out of my beard.” He says nothing. And moments later goes next door. I sigh. And go piss. I consider going home. But I check the straight room again. The two strokers are there. The Black guy still seated in the back row. Mr. Hollywood leaning against the back wall. Both are flogging their cocks like crazy. I take mine out and sit close to them. Watching. Both men are close. I decide what the hell. I get up and kneel in front of Mr. Hollywood. I am nowhere near close enough to connect with his wet cock, but in good range for a blast of cum. He actually looks at me and smiles, jerking even harder. The guy to the side sees me and stands up. He aims his dick in my direction and fires off. The cum splats on the floor, nowhere near me, but it’s a nice thought. Mr. Hollywood sees this—and it makes him shoot. I move slightly towards him. I am rewarded with one blast on my beard. The rest goes on the floor. My tongue finds his cum—rather sweet—and that is enough for me to shoot, too, mixing our semen on the floor. The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Pushing the Stroker's Limits (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 11, 2022 -
Jackson—October, 2022 It was a foregone conclusion that I would head back to the bookstore with the new layout. I went on a Wednesday afternoon. This surprises me now, as I type this up, as I usually go there nearer the weekend. But it was a terrific set of encounters… I go into the refurbished lounge with the heavy door clunking shut behind me. I pass the new cubicles that have glory holes and the cubicles hung with cloth to give privacy. No one is viewing the variety of screens at this end of the building. I go the other way—the gay room is dark—the big screen television isn’t even on. The trans room at the end of the corridor is empty, too. Fuck. I go back and sit—watching a straight video. The man in it is good looking, hung and demanding. My cock stirs and I begin to jack. I hear a movement behind me in one of the cloth cubicles. I turn. A naked man appears. He is a blond, hairy cub type—mid 30’s to 40’s. His decent sized dick is hard and throbbing. I have used him here before. He recognizes, me, too. “Let me suck that big dick.” He gets on his knees and takes my cock into his mouth. He’s great. And it’s an incredibly sloppy blow job. My balls are collecting puddles of his spit. I tell him to lick them clean. He does, willingly, staying there until I nudge his head back to my shaft. He finally pulls off me. “Will you fuck me?” I nod. He kneels on the couch, supporting his arms on the back. I eat his ass for a long time, licking at all the hair that runs rampant down his ass crack, but always coming back to tongue drill his once tight pucker. Finally, I stand and slide into him. He grunts. And says “The harder the better.” I begin plowing into him. We hear the main door open, but the GH cubicles block our view for the moment. Then he appears, a man around the same age as the guy I am in. He is dark haired and built. His massive biceps fill the sleeves of his red T-shirt. I pray he will come over and stick his cock in the Blond Boy’s mouth. Now he really sees us, too, and realizes what we are doing. He walks slowly toward us. His hand gropes the front of his baggy gym shorts. But then he turns and walks away towards the gay area. We fuck a little more, but I know Blond Boy is anxious to see what trouble he can get into with Gym Rat. I let him go and watch the straight movie. I give them five minutes. When I reach the gay room, the television is now on and gives a ghostly light to the action happening. Blond Boy is sitting in a stuffed chair, left over from someone’s 1990’s living room. Gym Rat has his dick in BB’s mouth. His gym shorts are around his ankles. He wears no undergear of any kind. Blond Boy, still slurping on GR’s cock, grabs the ample butt cheeks of Gym Rat. He pulls them apart. I kneel and my tongue makes contact with a much tighter asshole. “Holy fuck,” Gym Rat grunts out. He has two terrific tongues working on him at the same time. GR sighs again. “He tells me you have a big cock. Fuck me.” I re-double my efforts to get him really wet. I can’t wait to get into him. I lick and spit a few more times, as I grease my dick up. I stand. It’s not a great angle, but I get the head into him, while he’s still being blown. “Slow,” he hisses. I have already stopped. He tries to push back on me. “You’re just too big, man. Sorry.” Blond Boy comes off his dick. “Then fuck me again.” He hunkers down in the chair. Gym Rat kneels on the arms of it, so he can still get to Blond Boy’s mouth. I have to kneel to fuck Blond Boy. I do, and slide into the hole I left dripping with precum. It’s a fun fuck—but it is hard for any of us to be comfortable. I plow him and occasionally slip a finger into Gym Rat’s ass. My knees on the hard floor give out first. We all stretch and head our separate ways: Gym Rat to the basement arcade, Blond Boy to see who walked past us into the trans room and I go back to the main area. The moment I sit down the main door opens. I don’t turn, I just jerk and wait to see if they come my way. I smell him before I see him. The acrid smell of asphalt. Now I do turn. It’s one of the construction crew working on the highway. He is in stained work clothes, that smell of his job—and it’s a total turn on for me. He glances at my cock and sits right next to me on the love seat. He pulls out his cock. Bigger than average and uncut. His rough hands play with himself, one on the shaft and one on his hairy balls. We stroke silently. Throwing sidelong glances at each other. He breaks the silence. “I really hoped to find a cocksucker here.” Without a word, I slip to the floor and take him into my mouth. His hands caress the cropped hair on my head. That asphalt smell again. He is dripping precum like crazy. “I really need this.” I work on his foreskin. I pull it down with just my lips and tongue. He groans. He is getting close, very fast. To slow him just a little I go to his balls. They are wonderfully musky from a half day’s work. He groans. “Take my cock—I’m gonna shoot.” I work up and swallow him down. He erupts the moment he feels my tongue. It’s a massive load—creamy and thick—and his whole body is shaking. I keep him in my mouth, nursing his cock, until he stops. I stand up. The back of his hand touches the underside of my cock. “Someday,” he says, “I’m gonna try sucking one of these…” I smile and move so he can stand up, zip up and get back to work… * I take a moment after he leaves. Then I wonder back to the trans room. Blond Boy is on the exam table. He lies on his back, feet on the stirrups. “This should make it easier.” I go to my knees and begin eating his ass. I know the remnants of the load in my mouth is no issue for this ass. I taste myself in him as he pushes his hole out into my mouth. There is movement behind me. Gym Rat and a bear around my age have come in. They both have their cocks out… Lots more to cum—Next Time. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Right Men in the Right Place (Part One) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 4, 2022
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Had a day off that was sunny and went to T-107 in Seattle. I usually go at lunch and can almost never go in the evening, but I got the chance on a Friday night and took it. I took a lot actually. About five minutes after I arrived, a guy on the trails let me suck him and he asked where I wanted his cum. I told him in my hole and he jammed it in long enough to breed me. Good start! He went on his way and I began the hunt again. Next guy was okay. Thick dick and I needed poppers but realized fast he was partying and was not going to be able to cum. While he was fucking me, an Asian guy came up and started fucking my mouth. After the first guy got soft, I asked the Asian guy if he wanted to fuck me. He asked if I was clean and I said yes (I don't know why guys ask. I'm taking loads in a park and while I do get tested every three months, that's a lot of cum). He plunged in and bred me. I got on Grindr and saw a faceless profile close by that said he was an Asian top in the park. I asked, "Are you the Asian top that just bred me?" He said no and I asked, "Um, would you like to be?" It took a little bit to find each other, but we went to the trails and I got out his gorgeous slim cock and sucked until he was ready to fuck. He asked if I wanted him to cum inside me and I said yes. He blasted in me and it was a big load. It was a perfect combination, small cock, big load, public, and fast. I wandered a bit more and sucked a couple guys who weren't ready to cum yet. Then as I was sucking a daddy with a beautiful small cock, a guy slid into me and started fucking hard. He took a long time and we drew a crowd. A cock sucker in a kilt helped service the crowd while I got bred. I turned my cummy hole on the daddy and started grinding and he shot in less than a minute. I walked over to the cock sucker and jerked off into his hand. He rubbed my cum into his dick as a guy blasted in his mouth. At that point, it was getting late and the mosquitoes were pretty bad and I decided it was a good night. I got in my car, let the loads out and felt my underwear get soaked. I went home and slept in it. Felt amazing.
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Saturday Night at the Bookstore
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—June, 2022 I didn’t do anything for a week after Fornication. I was exhausted, but in a glowing, positive way. Driving long distances can wear me out—but I came home happy and content, if not fully rested. In the spirit of looking out for others I made sure I got tested. All was good. So of course, that news made me horny. I went to the bookstore on a Saturday night. I had gotten into the habit of visiting in the afternoons—which had usually worked well. I wanted to see what an evening would hold in store for me. I was a little concerned that after the great sex of the previous week, I might be disappointed in the regulars there. Looking back on it now, it proved to be a very enjoyable night… I am seated in the cocksucker’s seat on the straight side. There are a few guys scattered around. I unbutton and work my dick to full erection. The door opens. The Latino, who likes to get fucked, but with a condom, comes in. He is mid 30’s and nicely put together. He sees me and stands against the back wall. I wait for him to wave the gold foil packed Magnum in front of my eyes. He surprises me. He unzips. “Suck me,” he hisses in my ear. A fat-ish, uncut dick is proffered. I take him into my mouth for the very first time (though we have been fucking sporadically for almost a year.) He begins to precum—a steady drip on my ever-moving tongue. He must be able to feel it for he begins to fuck my face. Just a few strokes, but it is nice to see a different side of him. He pulls out and tells me to fuck him, that will make him cum for me. He goes off to the gay cinema to wait for me. I watch the movie for a bit and then head over. He bends over the back of a chair the moment I arrive. Two men I recognize are there and stroking. I rip open the condom, lube my dick and roll it on. It’s a quick fuck. He blasts his load all over the floor. I am glad for the latex, for as usual, his clean out not complete—or non-existent. I go wash—just to be sure. When I come back to the gay theatre, I sit in the corner in the back. An older man who loves to suck me was one of the men who watched the fuck. He crawls across the floor and begins to suck me. He has a cavernous mouth and has never nicked me with his teeth. He also has great suction. “Now your balls…” he murmurs. I stroke and he licks them. He groans out his pleasure as he tries to get his tongue between my cockring and my ball sack—as I instructed him months ago. He finally has to stop for his knees give out. He goes to the other room, decidedly happy. The other man who watched me fuck now stands up. “You’ve sucked my cock,” he tells me. I nod. I do remember him. He loves to twist his nipples on his very hairy chest as I suck. “Get me off, I need to go home.” He sticks his regulation cock into my mouth. Between my hot tongue and his nipple twisting, he takes no time to give me a creamy load. * Later. The bearded man I have been sucking off fairly regularly shows up. The last time we met, he was so excited when I ate his hairy ass. He stands near me and strokes. I wave him over. “I’m not hard,” he says apologetically. “I like guys to get hard in my mouth. It’s fine.” I have to work some, but he stiffens right up. I suck him with a very wet mouth. I only leave his cock to get his balls just as wet. “Eat my ass again?” I don’t answer. I just grab his hips and turn him. He is amazingly hairy all over, but his ass crack is a jungle. My tongue burrows through it all, reveling in the wet hair on my lips and cheeks. I find his pucker. He gasps and beats his cock. “I’m gonna shoot. You want it?” I move fast enough to not waste a drop… * I am alone in the theatre. I have watched the first half of Unrelenting Manhood, a Lucas Entertainment opus. Very pretty men having very hot sex. They can’t get enough of ass to mouth—which make me just as happy as the men on the screen. A pair of guys come in. Strangers to me after this night of regulars. One is tall and thin and dark. The other is short, average build, fair haired and acting as a tour guide. “So there’s a straight side and a gay one. You’ll like it in here better.” The tall one grunts and they sit down in the opposite corner from me. We nod at each other. They watch the movie. The tall one’s jeans mound nicely. The other guy feels it up. “Nice,” he murmurs. “Let me suck it.” The tall one makes no move to agree or to stop him. The smaller guy unzips him and pulls out a dick that is just as big as mine. He makes sure I get a good eyeful of the big cock he’s about to suck. The tall one closes his eyes. (Shutting me out? Or just to concentrate on the mouth on his dick?) But the smaller guy just strokes it. It seems to have some extra skin, but it’s hard to tell if it’s truly uncut. “Suck it, don’t maul it.” Instantly the smaller guy is taking the cock into his mouth. He puts on a good show—deep throating it, licking his balls, sucking just the head and jerking the rest of the shaft. The tall one opens his eyes. “Looks like you have a big one, too. Come here.” I go over. He strokes my cock lightly as he continues to be serviced by the smaller blond. “Let him suck me.” I go to my knees and take his cock into him mouth. The blond unzips and sticks a tiny dick into his partner’s mouth. He has to stand on his toes to do it. Soon he is joining me and we double suck the big dick. We alternate who is on the shaft and who is on his balls. Suddenly I feel a tug from the tall one. “Let me taste that big dick.” I stand up and let him suck me. Honestly, he’s not very good. But it’s hot to see my dick in his rugged face. The smaller guy is happy to have me otherwise engaged. The tall one shudders. Did he cum? Maybe, for they suddenly are standing up, zipping up and headed out the door. I am left with the finale of the movie. It works out well. I coordinate my messy release with Viktor Rom’s in the video. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Saturday Night at the Bookstore (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) August 10, 2022 -
I recently discovered that there's an old-school cruising spot about 20 minutes from my house. It's located in a large park that includes several woodland trails and is accessed by a trail that is rarely used since a footbridge over a wide stream was washed away years ago. I love to get bred outdoors and now that the weather is warmer and the leaves are budding on the trees, this secret little hideaway is once again growing in popularity. This spot never came to my attention through the normal cruising channels. I was only introduced to it when a big-dick top hit me up on Grindr one Saturday. He lived close to the park and, since like me he doesn't live alone, suggested we give the spot a try. His invitation came with a caveat, however. He could not guarantee that we would have it to ourselves. I'm always down to take loads in front of an audience and am more than happy to let anyone watching take a turn. We met at a small parking area at the trailhead. He was waiting in his car and as I pulled in beside him, he nodded, got out, and grabbed what looked like a comforter from the trunk of his car. As I opened my car door he began slowly walking up the trail, leading the way. He was several yards ahead of me when he suddenly cut through a gap in the brush on the side of the trail and disappeared. I quickly followed and after a moment of sweeping the small, prickly branches out of the way with my arms I stepped into a lush, sun-filled clearing. I looked around. The brush through which I had just come hid the spot perfectly from view of anyone on the trail. A rare hiker meandering by would have no idea what lay on the other side, nor would they be able to glimpse any action taking place there. On the opposite side a steep tree-covered hill rose to meet the road. It was the perfect outdoor cruising spot. I will admit that I was somewhat disappointed that we were the only ones there. As I followed him up the trail I had found myself hoping that we would find others there, sucking and fucking. But we were alone. He spread out the comforter on the grass and turned to face me. Through his grey sweat pants I could see the outline of his thick black cock. Instantly I began salivating in anticipation at having that hog invading my holes. "Strip," he ordered. It was the first word he had spoken to me. I did as instructed, placing my clothes on one corner of the comforter to keep them off the wet grass. Then it was his turn. He took off his t-shirt, revealing his muscular physique. Next he dropped his sweat pants, leaving his massive, already-hard cock to swing free. It was a solid seven inches and girthy and narrowed at the tip to a smaller head, like a missile. The saliva production in my mouth increased and I took full advantage of it, dropping to my knees and taking that gorgeous cock into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and began thrusting, working that head deeper and deeper into my throat. I choked and gagged and covered his shaft and balls in thick saliva. "Fucking perfect," he said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. Streamers of thick saliva trailed from my lips to his shaft. "Now turn around." Once again I did as instructed and soon his lips and tongue were on my hole. He thrust his tongue inside, teasing me and helping the muscles to relax while simultaneously lubing me up with spit. I could have stayed like that all day but soon he moved behind me and I felt a pressure on my hole. I had forgotten my brown bottle in my excitement to meet him, so I willed my muscles to stay relaxed as he gently guided the tip of his cock inside me. I needn't have worried. I was so ready for him that he slid in with ease. It had been a long time since my hole had felt that full, and I relished every moment as he grabbed my hips and began methodically pounding my hole, driving balls-deep with each thrust. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "I don't wanna cum yet," he said, gasping for air. "That ass is too good." "I could take a turn." This was a new voice, coming from behind us. His cock slipped part-way out of my ass as he turned to address the newcomer. "Fuck yeah," he said, offering my hole without consulting me. "I love a loaded hole. Have at it." A new, unseen set of hands caressed my ass. I stayed in position and did not look back, wanting this stranger to remain just that. My new top friend had awoken my animal hunger for cock and I didn't care who used me, as long as my hole was stuffed. I heard the rattle of a belt buckle and the stranger was kneeling behind me, one hand on the small of my back as he lined up his cock and slid inside. He wasn't as thick as the first, but he filled me nicely and, just like the other guy, pounded me balls-deep with every stroke. The first guy knelt briefly in front of me so I could taste my ass and saliva on his cock. He grabbed my head and began throat-fucking me again, causing me to gag and spew thick ropes of saliva all over his cock again. "Fuck!" the newcomer cried. I felt the telltale spasming of his shaft as he shot his raw load deep in my guts. He stayed inside me a moment longer as the spasms died away and his cock began to soften. As he slid out the first guy stepped around behind me to take his place. No sooner had one slipped out than the other had replaced it and once again I was getting a pounding. The newcomer knelt in front of me. "Clean me off," he ordered. "I have a husband to go home to." I gladly obliged, taking the entire length of his shaft into my mouth and bathing it with my tongue. I savored the salty, musky taste. He slid his cock out of my mouth and got up to leave. As he stood, he lifted his shirt ever so slightly. Until that moment it had covered his entire belly and pubic area. He was silky smooth with not a hint of hair anywhere that I could see. And there, where his pubes would otherwise have been, was a tattoo of a scorpion. The sight caught me by surprise so much that I froze in shock. I was only vaguely aware that the first guy had quickened his pace and soon was dumping another load into me, mixing his DNA with the toxic brew that the stranger had left behind. Before I knew it he had stood and pulled me up to my knees, shoving his cum-covered cock into my mouth so I could clean him off. I was so accustomed to cleaning off cocks after they bred me that even in my stupor I licked and sucked every drop of cum and spit and ass from his shaft and balls. He grabbed his clothes and began to dress. As he did so he looked at me, still frozen in position on the comforter. "What's wrong?" he asked. "That guy," I managed to reply, "as he was leaving he showed me a scorpion tattoo. I think he's poz." "Oh yeah, I know," he responded. "I invited him to join us. I figured that if you were going to take one poz load, you might as well take two. Twice the chance for it to take." At first I didn't comprehend his meaning. Then his words sunk in and I felt a knot in my stomach. "You're poz too?" He grinned. "Don't look so shocked. I follow you on BBRT and Breeding Zone. I've read all your writings, all your fantasy stories about getting knocked up by strangers. I see you on Grindr saying 'raw is law' and I see your Sniffies profile that says Bareback Only. I know you've taken hundreds of anonymous loads and that you knew it was only a matter of time. Now look," he swept his arm around to draw my attention to the clearing in which we stood. "You've got the perfect actual pozzing story to add to all those fantasies." I was stunned. Though my mind reeled I was unable to formulate any words. "I had a lot of fun," he said as he picked up the comforter. "Hit me up if you want to meet again." With that he disappeared through the brush, leaving me alone in the clearing. I drove home in a daze, unable to fully fathom what had happened. As soon as I stepped through the door I raced to the bathroom, where I douched again and again for ten minutes straight in an effort to wash out the poz loads I had taken. I stood under the hot shower for what seemed like an eternity, and by the time I had begun to feel clean again a fatigue began to set in. I toweled off and flopped onto my bed, where I promptly fell into a dreamless sleep that lasted several hours. I awoke with as deep a sense of regret as I have ever experienced. But it wasn't what you might think. Having had a chance to sleep on the day's events, I found myself regretting that I had washed those toxic loads out of my hole when I got home. I had been thinking and writing - and occasionally yearning - about being bred by poz men for years but had never stopped to think about the fact that it might actually happen. Getting pozzed was an abstract concept all along, something I never thought would happen to me, and I was disappointed at my reaction when it did actually happen. The sun was just beginning to set as I picked up my phone and opened Grindr. He was offline but I sent him a message in the hopes that he would see it, and soon. "I need more."
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Hi. Anyone know if good places to hook up in Romania? Been here a while now and I'm finding it hard to get fucked. Back in UK it was fairly simple, local sauna (mostly) or cruising spot or even gay tv dating and i was sure I'd get my hole filled (without my ex knowing) Here there doesn't yet seem to be good options. I'd hoped to find a reliable source of tops here but not much luck so far.
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I’m going to try posting shorter one-off stories. If this is your thing, let me know. Sunset Walks with my Slutty Boy On vacation last summer, we were staying in a furnished apartment and liked to explore by foot to really get to know our small city. We would go on long lazy afternoon walks and explore different neighborhoods. We were far from saints and fooled around together in the darkroom and a sex club more than once. My boy had started PrEP, but stopped after it disagreed with his kidneys. I decided to stay off it too, and used condoms with other guys. Shortly after arriving, he got a text from a buddy, and it turned out he’d tested positive for an STI. My boy confessed that he’d let this guy breed him a few times. We had to sort out how to get to a clinic in a foreign country that didn’t take our insurance. Anyway, long story short, he tested positive too and was given pills to take for ten days. Until then, if we wanted to fuck, we were advised to wear condoms. We both have healthy sex drives, but I noticed a change in my boy. Even playing safe with me, and avoiding bareback sex with other guys for the time being, he was horny. He rolled his shorts up higher and was clearly checking out other guys as we went around the town. About a week into our stay, we went out for our walk a little later than usual. We must have lost track of time, but decided to have a lovely evening anyway and I bought a bottle of champagne to enjoy sunset. We headed briskly to a park to watch the sunset and toasted. I was surprised by how dark European parks and streets can be after dark, and even with the late summer light, it got dark quickly. In the dusk, we walked back to our place, slightly tipsy. Going through a dimly lit path, I noticed a few men standing around. I saw a used condom on the walkway and realized it was a cruising ground. We were giggling, and my boy thought it would be fun to pull me into the bushes. I asked him if he came here often, and he replied, ‘no, but maybe I should!’ Under the branches, there were two guys fucking, and a bottom leaning against the tree trunk spreading his ass cheeks. I whispered that we could put on a show, but it’d have to be safe and the other guys should just watch. My boy nodded and then tore my pants off. He handed me a condom from his back pocket and a tube of lube. I asked if he always came prepared and he responded, ‘Only while playing safe,’ and winked at me. I knew he was just getting over that STI, so I wrapped up my dick as he pulled his pants to one ankle and laid on the dirty ground and pulled his legs up, exposing his hole. His ass was surrounded by used cum-filled rubbers strewn amongst the tree roots. I sank balls deep until the latex ring on my cock was kissing his asshole. A few guys ambled over and jerked off as I safely railed my cheating slutty boyfriend. He gazed up at me with a hypnotized look and muttered, ‘I love this. I want to take all of their cum. I love taking cum and I need it.’ I asked if he wanted me to pull the condom off and he just bit his lip. ‘Fill me up,’ he shouted. I started to pull out to remove the condom, but he wrapped his legs around me. I came immediately and filled up the reservoir and began to pull out. He pulled at the rubber until it popped off of my cock and flew onto the ground. My boy grabbed a warm steaming rubber, leaking fresh cum and poured it into his open cunt just as I realized that the condom he’d grabbed was not mine. My jaw dropped as he relished the feeling of cum seeping into his guts. When I held my condom up, he grinned and nodded to me. That night, I emptied six strangers’ used condoms into his unprotected hole. As we struggled to get dressed, his jeans were immediately soaked through as several loads dripped from his pussy. We fell asleep that night with my bare cock pressed against his sticky crack. The next day, I started to pack our stuff for an afternoon walk and he stopped me, suggesting ‘maybe we should have another moonlight toast?’ We went back every night for the rest of our trip, and made sure to go to a clinic as few days after getting home.
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I want to start a thread about public cruising spots where people can find raw sex in public. Let me know what places you like. I'll try to share some other favorites of mine too. The Apache Drive-In Theater on Hwy 31 in Tyler, TX is a legendary East Texas cruising spot. Apache Drive-In Theatre 13180 TX-31, Tyler, TX 75705 The drive in plays straight porn on the big screen after dark but there are group rooms and buddy booths playing vids inside all day too. I've taken lots of loads there. If you're there when I am, I'll probably take yours too.
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Hi everyone! I am a poz gay graduate student studying sociology at the University of Memphis. I am currently doing my thesis research on cruising and anonymous sex with men who have sex with men. Most of the previous research on this topic uses a public health perspective that tends to view this behavior as negative and makes it seem as if guys that engage in this behavior are abnormal or that something is wrong with them. As someone who loves to cruise and have anonymous sex, I was always frustrated with how these topics have been talked about and felt they missed the point about why we enjoy these activities. Ultimately, I am trying to use a more sex positive perspective to understand many of our experiences and motivations to help change the narrative. I am looking to talk with guys about their experiences cruising for sex in public and engaging in other forms of anonymous sex in a one time interview, either over the phone or virtually (example - via Zoom). Please know that everything is confidential and private, and I have set up a number of steps to protect participant anonymity throughout the process. If anyone is interested in chatting with me for an interview, please use the email address on the attached flyer to contact me. I really appreciate anyone who is willing to help with my research because it is important and so is your voices, experiences, and perspectives. Thanks for hearing me out, and I look forward to talking with anyone interested! Moderator's Note: The student who posted this has concluded the data collection portion of his project and requested that personally identifying be removed from this post. He thanks you for your interest, but he is no longer interviewing participants.
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I will be off on a solo Trip without my partner. I’m gonna be a cheating faggot slut. 35/M/145lbs i will be staying at Worthington tor the majority of my stay. What tips do you have for ass up cumdump play? Is it possible there? and a first timer trying to make the most of it at Slammer or Club FTL?
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So, I wanted to know where dudes around here are finding action... If you know somewhere where dudes are finding action please list it below, along with any relevant details. I'm often out and about and I'm ALWAYS looking for some out in public action with dudes who like to take risks, try new things, who won't ask me to take out my 0g Prince Albert piercing when they want to suck my cock, and who understand that if someone isn't interested following them around because maybe they'll have a change of heart isn't a good strategy. Is that possible to find in the Vancouver Area? Looking forward to seeing where you boys are finding some action around here! -Cansmoker84 NOTE: please don't make this a thread where uber-desperate over-eager cumdumps beg and plead for me or others to come and rape, wreck, ruin, destroy, etc. their holes.... we know you're desperate and it's not very sexy... lets just keep this about when and where dudes are getting some cruising action in the Vancouver area, and leave it at that.
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I want a thread for this specific type of breeders: tops who cum inside a bottom under 2 min or less of fucking. I will start with a classic: [think before following links] https://es.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5acadeb16c8ab
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Train Station Cruise Part One - The Convenience Store Last night, I was so horny that I couldn’t fall asleep. Although we are right in the path of Tropical Storm Elsa, and we’ve already had thunderstorms and downpours for the last few days, there was a break in the storms. I needed vape carts anyway, so I decided to go out - maybe I’d get lucky. I always sleep naked, so I threw on my “outfit” - a black lacy bra and a black micro skirt (which was really little more than a belt). The skirt barely covered my girlcock when it was soft, and the need to control it is always exciting. The outfit needed something more though, so I slipped on black stockings, quickly fixed my makeup, checked my hair, and then hopped in the car. I drove to the other side of town and pulled into one of the local QuickCheks, which are the only convenience stores in the area that are still open 24 hours. I slung my cute purse over my shoulder, pulled my face mask on over my nose and mouth, and got out of my car. It was already after 11pm, but there were still quite a few cars there, between the gas pumps and the main parking. I walked in, and instantly felt eyes on me. My outfit was an odd dichotomy - I looked like a street walker, but the addition of the mask made me look more like a street walking nurse. My top was a bra, my bottom was a belt and fishnets, and my makeup definitely said “whore” - at least what wasn’t hidden by the mask. My new bra pushed my fat tits together and really accentuated my cleavage. I decided to check the restroom first. This place only has one stall, but it’s a large handicap stall, right next to a narrow aisle with a urinal. There’s no lock on the main door, and the stall walls have large gaps between the walls, but neither of those things has stopped me from having a large number of understall encounters here. I scanned the store before walking into the men’s room, which always raises eyebrows. I entered the empty stall, sat down, took off my mask, and waited. It wasn’t long before the main door opened and someone walked up the narrow aisle beside the stall. He stood there for a minute, but I didn’t hear anything happen, so I tapped my foot under the wall to signal my availability. I saw his feet turn towards the stall wall, and quickly dropped to my knees. Once again on my knees in a dirty bathroom stall, I thought to myself and smiled. I reached my hand under the stall, and I heard him unzip. He leaned down and moved forward, and his hard cock came under the stall wall. He wasn’t big (my girlcock was bigger), but I love all cocks - especially when they’re going to give me what I need. I started to stroke it, and was immediately awarded with precum. Lots of guys cum quickly understall because of all the thrills and risks involved. I leaned down and licked the precum from his dick hole and then wrapped my big lips around it, taking it completely in my wet mouth. I heard him moan and slowly start moving his hips to fuck my mouth. As I sucked, I heard the main door open. He panicked and pulled back. Someone flicked the main lights off in the bathroom, leaving it only illuminated by the emergency light. He quickly came back under, so I took him back in my mouth. There was a knock on the stall door, with no lock on the door, and since this person obviously flicked the light switch, I reached up from the floor and pushed the door open a bit as I kept sucking his cute little dick. The stall door was swung the rest of the way open, but my eyes hadn’t quite adjusted yet, so I stayed focused on the task at hand. I felt a hand hike my micro and slide over my fat round ass. I took his cock out of my mouth and said to the shadowy figure, “fuck me”. He grabbed my ass and kneeled down behind me. I heard him undoing his belt and unzipping, and as he leaned against me, he asked, “you got protection bitch?” I shook my head, but since it was dark, I wanted to make sure he understood. I slipped the cock from my lips and stroked it, said “bareback only”, and then took it back into my warm mouth. I reached back and spread my cunt open, and I felt his hard bare cock head press against my hole. He asked, “you clean slut?” I responded by pushing back until his head popped into my tight hole. He was obviously bigger than the dick in my mouth, which I moaned around. He asked again - “you sure bitch?” - as he put his hands on my wide hips. “Positive,” I replied, giggling inside about the possible double meaning of my answer as I pushed back and sunk his big cock in my wet ass pussy. My pussy has taken hundreds of cocks and countless bare loads, and I’ve never had a guy able to stop once he was inside. This guy was no different. He didn’t ask again, and started fucking my cunt. I sucked hard on the cock in my mouth and reached under him, running my nails over his balls, then along his taint, and finally pushed a finger against his asshole. He was pumping copious precum between my lips, so I pushed a finger deep in his ass, triggering his p-spot. He instantly unloaded in my mouth, and I swallowed every drop. He quickly receded under the stall wall (guys, don’t be so embarrassed and guilty about it after the fact - I’m the one that just sucked you off!) and I heard the door open and close. Now I could focus on the bigger dick in my tight cunt. I unhooked my front close bra and let my fat tits spill out, then guided his hands from my hips to my tits. As I did I felt the wedding band on his left hand and moaned (I *LOVE* how many married guys cheat bareback!). Guys will often lose it when they realize they’re holding a set of real tits in their hands, and that was about to happen again. He pinched my nipples hard; my milk dripped on his fingers and my pussy tightened around his shaft in response. His deep voice echoed now in the empty restroom as he said, “Fuck you gonna make me cum… you… fat… fucking… whore!” I leaned my head against the dirty stall wall and reached my long arms back, wrapping my hands around his legs to keep him inside me, then pressed back against him as hard as I could. He grunted and I felt him start to unload inside me. I spoke loudly - “KNOCK UP YOUR FAT SLUT!” (there are some words that seriously turn me on, and this guy hit on one of them - fat.) His hands moved from my tits to my hips and he thrusted hard over and over as his bare seed blasted the walls of my cunt. My physiology makes me multi orgasmic, but I was much too focused on making yet another cheating husband bareback my slutty hole to cum at that moment. I can’t control my tits though; ever since I finally got them to lactate, if they aren’t clamped when I’m fucked... I’m a fat fucking cow, I thought to myself. I felt that familiar pressure and leaned down, bringing one of my tits to my mouth, and nursed from my own breast as he shot the last of his load in me. I sucked my own milk from one of my udders as another stranger impregnated me. He withdrew his softening cock, got up, and quickly left the stall, closing the door behind him before I could even get a good look. He was nice enough to flick the light on before he left, so I thought, but then saw his arm reach down and grab his phone from the floor before he walked out - one more guy recording me being an understall slut! (BTW, I know lots of you guys have recorded me - so when the fuck am I going to see one of these videos posted somewhere? What are you waiting for, an invitation? Well, consider yourself invited!). I leaned down to rest for a moment, and felt my fat hanging tits touch the cold filthy floor of another public restroom stall. I got up, lifted both of my heavy dripping tits to my lips and sucked them dry, then hooked my bra back over them. I pulled my micro skirt down and fixed my hair (no wig tonight, in the off chance I hooked a guy who liked grabbing hair). My pussy is very tight, so I pushed just a tiny bit of his seed out. It caught my stockings and started to drip down the back of them. I walked out of the restroom and casually walked around the store a few times, letting anyone and everyone see just what kind of girl I was, as cum dripped down the back of my legs and pooled in the back of my very high heels. I walked up to the cashier, selected my vape carts, and also got a pack of VS120s. I paid and walked back to my car. I sat in the parking lot and lit up the first 120 I’ve had in a while, and savored it as the smoke filled the cabin of my SUV, giving me that slight lightheaded feeling you get the first time you drag hard on a new cigarette. I finished up the cigarette as I thought about all the cocks I’ve sucked through my window right in this parking lot. Finally, I flicked the butt out my window, and drove away slowly… (Continued in Part Two - The Station Lot)
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Hey guys- I am taller than most, so I am a whole lot imposing to a lot of guys- which really cuts into my cruising success. I was just wondering if some of my finest fellow pigs on here have tried and true methods for scoring a straight guys cock and load. Neutral pick up lines that let the guy know he has a willing hole at his service--while not confronting him or confusing him or his safety in his sexuality. I mean, I have trouble even at bookstores-- too often, the gay men and straight guys all assume I am there to top ( heaven forbid!) and it takes some luck to break the ice with someone who puts on a public show of my bottomness b4 play gets rolling. So- how about posting a technique you use while cruising, or a line you have found that puts guys at ease with having their cock sucked inside out by another guy, etc-- Really hope this will develop into a resource base for a lot of us !
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Where in LA are the safest places to host an anon cumdump? Someplace that won’t get shut down, no police, etc. Motels? AirBNB?
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In the age of iPhones and apps, I had completely off cruising in rest areas. I did it throughout my 20s, but then it was replaced with online options and later apps. So when I stopped at a rest area yesterday for a quick pee, I was surprised to find guys cruising in the restroom. Surprised and EXHILARATED. It’s a rest area fairly close to my home, so I have never stopped there before. But I was running errands and, with most places shut down for the pandemic, I didn’t want to rely on chance because I needed to take a whiz fast. The rest area is along 495 outside Boston, so it sees a lot of activity, even with the reduced traffic due to the shutdown. I ran in quickly, the musty smell of a public restroom sheathed in concrete with too little ventilation quickly reminded me of being 20 and discovering this [banned word] cruising ground. There were two older guys hanging out at the urinals. I didn’t think much of it at first, but once I was in position I left the sexual tension in the air, and caught a sidelong glance at my cock from the guy on my right. I took a furtive glance at one, then the other, and saw both were semi hard. A thrill ran through me and I realized I had wandered into a cruising spot. It’s been a month since I’ve had any action, and I got hard right away. My next step may sound odd at first. I finished peeing, zipped out, and darted out of the restroom. I imagine the guys were disappointed I wasn’t a new playmate — or at least not an obvious one, yet. I opened the trunk of my car and pulled out my emergency overnight bag (I keep one in case I decide to crash at a friend’s house after drinking too much). It only took a moment to pull out the small bottles of poppers and lube stowed there. If I was going to get cruised, I was going to be ready for action! I walked back into the restroom, unzipped, and caught the startled guys quickly separating from one another at the urinals. I didn’t waste time stepping up the urinal and starting to stroke. The chubbier of the two silver daddies didn’t waste time either, immediately reaching over to grab my cock. I moaned softly — it’s been a month! He was actually a bit aggressive, but I didn’t care — I can work with aggressive. The other guy was more tentative, slowly stroking to my right as he watched us start. The guy to my left had stepped closer, working both our cocks. I knelt down and started blowing him. He clamped a hand on the back of my head and started pumping. I was totally caught up in the scene, blowing this guy at the toilets, the musty smell of his balls mixed with the stagnant restroom air, and the risk we were out in the open. “Come with me,” he said, pulling my shoulder. I stood up and we walked back to the last stall, which happened to be handicapped. I dropped trowe, both of us standing together stroking. I look around the larger stall, disappointed by the metal dividers. I remembered my 20-year-old self discovering the allure of gloryholes roughly cut in the old fiber dividers, and sucking anonymous cocks that peeked through looking for satisfaction. That little bit of nostalgia was helping feed my excitement now, and I reached out to take the chubby daddy’s hand and guided it to my ass. He didn’t waste a second. He aggressively handled my ass, separating the cheeks to find my hole and roughly finger it. His eyes got a bit wild as he looked at me and confirmed what was being offered. I pulled out poppers and took the first hit with one hand while pressing the bottle of lube into his hand with the other. He popped the top open and began lubing my hole. The intoxicating rush of poppers washed over me as I stepped one leg out of my jeans, finding a more relaxed position to have him begin working my ass. I was generous with the lube on his cock, making sure it was totally slick. He stepped behind me and I bent forward, taking a second hit of poppers. He pushed against my hole. It was an aggressive push. He wasn’t graceful, but was a man on a mission. I’m sure I winced and gasped at first, but he didn’t give me a chance to do anything about it. His cock just forced my hole open and he roughly grabbed my hips. He just banged away at my ass, thrust after thrust after thrust. It was easy to find his rhythm, and I matched it by pushing back onto his cock when he thrust forward. There was some quiet smacking of skin on skin while he raw fucked me. Otherwise we were quiet, knowing anyone could walk into the restroom and interrupt us. We both knew time was short, and he wasn’t going to waste this chance. I was caught up in the thrill of a sleazy rest area fuck, buzzed on poppers with a stranger’s cock pounding me. He started to get more intense, and I knew what was coming. He grunted quietly, the rhythmic pounding now becoming long, deep, deliberate thrusts — he held each thrust inside me a moment before delivering another one as he pushed his load further up and in. He never asked or said a word; he just used my hole as his dumping ground. After how aggressive he’d been, I was surprised he decided to linger in my hole a few moments after breeding me. He seemed to be relishing the warm, tight space he’d just violated. Then I felt his cock slide out of me, and I started to stand up. ”You’re not done yet” I felt a hand push me back into the bent over position. The other daddy was still there — I had kind of forgotten about him. He lined his cock up with my hole and entered more slowly than the first guy had. I gasped a bit and quickly fumbled for my poppers and a strong hit. This cock was much thicker and penetrated deeper. “I’m already close,” he whispered. I couldn’t hold in the grunts as this guy fucked me. He had more style than the first, appreciating how good his own cock felt inside a tight ass. In the moment, I didn’t care we were in a public space. “Oh my fuck!” I said, feeling that hot cock use me. He seemed to be panting, and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his load, cum spraying inside me. “Oh fuck. Breed me~” He added his load, pushing it in deep and making sure he got everything from me that he wanted before pulling out. He tapped my ass, zipped up his lubed cock, and walked out of the stall. The first guy was also gone. I pulled my jeans back on, washed my hands, and headed out. In my head I was still reeling from the hot experience. Bred by two anon daddy’s in the rest area. Yes, I’m going back today.
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Whats more attractive in a versatile nasty pig, Bearded or cleanshaven?
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The weather seems to be getting cooler, so yesterday I took advantage of a sunny and warm-ish day to arrange a hook-up with a man on one of the local nudist/cruising beaches. I got there a bit ahead of time, found a nice spot and texted the man directions for where he could find me, arse-up on a towel and ready to get fucked, and then I went for a quick swim and dried off in the sun. He found me, and basically he just got naked, lubed up and began fucking me. This meeting was 100% about him sticking his cock in my arse and nothing else. And he was a good fucker; a bit rough, and basically just a piston hammering away inside my hole. Fine by me! He came pretty quickly, and in no time he was dressed and had left me lying there with a wet, bred hole. I laid around for a while, hoping somebody might come by and be tempted, but it was a pretty slow day so in the end I packed up, got dressed and decided to head to another local cruising ground to see if I'd have any luck there. I had kind of known from the beginning that I might end up doing that, so I had been wearing a jock strap under my shorts when I went to the beach. They're great for cruising when you just don't want attention on anything by your arse! So I got to the cruising area and walked into the wooded area and pretty soon a stranger was following me. I pulled my shorts down a little to the back, revealing the jock strap and a bit of my crack, just so he could be in no doubt about what I was interested in, and it didn't seem to put him off, so I went into a sort of bushy area that offered a bit of privacy. He followed me, so I pulled my shorts all the way down and leaned forward against a tree. Well, this man was different from the first! He got down on his knees behind me and began rimming me, and he seemed quite turned on when he realised I already had a load in me. He was definitely digging in there with his tongue! And kept going... Not sure if it was the slurping sound of his tongue in my hole or if I might have moaned just a *little* bit, but somebody had heard us and came into the bushes where we were... My rimmer stopped briefly to say to the new-comer that there was already a load in me - and then he went back to rimming me, while the other man got out his cock and began wanking as he watched. At this point I was so horny I couldn't help begging to get fucked, so the rimmer pulled back and very politely asked the new-comer if he wanted a go at the hole? (Actually I don't think he was being polite; I just think he wanted another load in my hole for him to lick out!) Anyway, new-comer was quick to step up and get his cock in me, and I guess it was less than 5 minutes before he blew his load in me, packed away his cock and left. And then the rimmer swung back into action, clearly relishing a completely fresh load in a newly-fucked hole, but I begged him to fuck me so he eventually did. Again, it was a fairly quick affair, but once he had dumped his load he got back to what was clearly his main interest... Anyway, I wasn't complaining; I prefer a hard cock in my hole, but there's NOTHING wrong with a good tongue, either! It seemed to be a good day because suddenly there was a new guy watching, and the rimmer again asked him if he wanted to have a go in the hole - and he did. Good thing I had been fucked three times by then, because even though I couldn't see his cock I could feel it was THICK! Anyway, he pushed in and I pushed back and together we got him balls-deep in me and he began pummelling my hole. I have to say, by the time he gave me my fourth load of the day I was beginning to get sore. I didn't complain, but I was getting sore... So it was almost a relief when he pulled out with an audible "pop", and I felt sort of spent - though I hadn't cum myself - so as THICK man left I pulled up my shorts as a sign that it was over, and the rimmer quickly left as well, before I finally followed and walked back to my car. 4 loads... Not too bad for an afternoon, really.
