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I was met at the door and Jack introduced himself, He showed me to the back room where the massage was to take place and I noticed the massage table with clean sheets and towels arranged on it. Jack told me to undress and lie down on the massage table on my front and then he would be back in a minute. When he returned Jack put some soothing music on and standing beside me started to rub my back and shoulders with warm soothing sweet smelling oil. The feeling was wonderful and I started to relax as he worked the tension out of my back. As he worked lower down towards my ass I realized that I was feeling very relaxed, and even a bit aroused by the process I was undergoing and started to worry what Jack would think if I had an erection when I rolled over. As he continued the massage Jack was now kneading my ass and small of my back with his strong hands. He stopped and moved down to my feet beginning to work back up towards my ass again and now he knelt between my legs working first on one then the other with his strong hands. As his hands reached the top of my thighs the pressure of the massage was changing from one of some depth and strength to a caress of my thighs and buttocks. Then taking more oil he traced the crease of my ass with one finger, whilst with his other hand he squeezed the inner thigh and parted my legs further. I have to admit that this was giving me an erection and I was beginning to want the action to continue. Just as I thought he would keep stroking my ass cheeks I suddenly felt him use some pressure with his finger and rub it around my anus. The sensation was strange almost divine and I sighed a bit when he stopped. I felt more oil drip onto the crack of my ass and then his finger returned and slowly pushed into me, it was however after a second or two of discomfort a wonderful feeling. Jack asked me if everything was all right and lying there with his hand on my ass and a finger up my hole I mumbled "ummm yes, its fine". He asked if I wanted him to continue and again I answered with a "I think so". Taking his finger from my ass I felt something else placed against it. Jack told me to try and relax and that he was going to place a small vibrator in my hole. The head slid in and once again after a second or two my ass relaxed to accept the new sensations and the vibrator sent what can only be described as small electric tingles through me, deep inside me, a feeling like no other I had ever felt. I don't know when he did it but he somehow had removed his pants, the next thing I knew Jack removed the vibrator and I felt him lean forward over my back. As he did I felt the head of his hard cock probing at my ass. Once again he stopped before he entered me and asked if I was still feeling okay and wanted to continue. I started to protest but my words were choked off by Jack's hand over my mouth. Jack told me that I was going to be fucked whether I liked it or not and that there was no way out for me. I felt him roughly force his cock into my now tender virgin ass hole. As I groaned, at his huge cock I felt my ass stretch and then pop as he forced himself into me. Gasping with the pain I writhed and tried to get away but to no avail. As I did I felt my ass once again stretch and loosen around his cock and suddenly the pain was gone replaced by a desire to feel the rest of his cock inside me. I hunched back against him and felt the head of his cock move forward another inch into me. As he felt this Jack again pushed forward and in six or seven short pushes he fully buried his cock in my ass. Now he started to thrust into me with a greater lust and although it sometimes hurt a bit I felt my ass clutching at his cock as he screwed me deeply. I had a hard on pressed between my belly and the towel and could feel my own pre-cum leaking out of the end of my cock. Jack's thrusts became faster with no feeling for the return of the pain it brought me, Jack battered my ass with his cock and now my hard on disappeared. Just as I thought I would pass out from the pain I felt his cock suddenly begun to pulse and throb inside my ass and I felt cum spurt as he came deep inside flooding me. As soon as Jack finished he pulled his softening cock out of my ass and I felt the cool air replacing the heat of his body. I lay there on the bed, his hot sticky seed dripping from my once virgin ass. Jack then told me to get dressed and that he wanted me to come back the following week. I began to say that there was no way I would ever be back, but then he showed me that there had been a camera in the room the whole time filming everything. Jack then told me that if I didn't return the video would be edited to show just the sex with him, not the “Massage” and that it would be forwarded to my work mates and family. I was from now on he said to be a slave for him, a fuck hole for his pleasure.... And in time he said I would enjoy it and beg him for his seed.- 7 replies
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Own me and whore my cumdump ass out. I’m addicted to being a whore and can’t imagine a life any other way. Please help me become my truest self. Attractive 22 y/o white slim cumdump for a hot horny master who’s addicted to breeding my hole and whoring me out for more loads. Love feeling sloppy with cum! Message me if interested I have pics, serious inquiries only.
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I just had my second gangbang yesterday. I wore a jockstrap and was passed around for about 3 hours among 8 guys, who Dpd, spitroasted, and took turns coming in my mouth and pussy. During this time I spend 4 hours moaning, begging them to fuck me harder, and telling them to “shoot it in me” While they 2 guys were doing the DP the one guy asked me “do you like this bitch” and I said “yeah fuck me like a little slut” and called him daddy. And that is when I realized, I have become a total slut. Over the past 2 months I have taken over 30 loads. And I’m seriously trying to figure out why I do this? For the bottoms on here, what motivates you to become a cumslut?
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Hey, Started having gay sex about 2 months ago and it was bareback. Ever since then, all I can think about is taking loads. I’m talking all the time. After having sex with 2 guys on GRINDR I had my first gangbang with about 8 guys - all bareback. I had another gangbang last weekend and have been hooking up with about 5 guys every week through GRINDR or BBRT. It’s almost like the more loads I take, the more I want, and it keeps escalating. I’m worried about what will happen when COVID ends, because I keep on researching Cumunion, MAL, and the US horse festival (want to be the one in the red hood), and I don’t think I can control it. I’m on PREP and have my vaccinations, and I love the feeling of being a submissive slut and having my holes filled and pumped with cum. But, this seems out of control. Has this happened to anyone else? Thoughts? Lucas
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I was curious to know if the cum of inexperienced guys(virgins)tastes different from guys that fuck alot?
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Hosting for no loads refused breeding session this week. Stop by, fuck me, cum inside (no pullouts) and go (or stay for another go) I wanna be a cummy loose mess when you are all done! Poz a HUGE plus. Unmedicated even better! Other diseases are great as well! Pnp is cool. Wanna give me a booty bump? Go right ahead! Keep an eye out tomorrow for location.
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Ill be in orlando at club o this weekend. Looking for a no loads refused weekend. Ill post room number when i have it. U walk in, breed me and leave. Cum as many times as u need. My hole craves your load! Down for tops to whore me out too!
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I'll be in Miami starting Thursday, Jan 07 until the following Thursday, Jan. 14. I'm a complete cumdump and willing to take any load - NO LOAD REFUSED. Not yet sure where I'll be staying - I'm working out those details now. I'm flexible the entire time I am there, and will be able to host at my hotel, most likely near one of the beaches. I am also willing to travel within reason. TEXT: 3177358650 EMAIL: 317cumdump@gmail.com.
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I got in contact with him on Grindr. At first he seemed like a normal guy, just looking for a hookup. He was not particularily good looking, so didnt catch my attantion. That day I was in mood for both cock and face. But waiting for potential breeders to respond, I continued chatting with him. He was in his early forties, average build and rather tall. After sharing pics and some stories, he writes to me: "You know, sometimes I organize cumdump-sessions. Have an arsenal of tops I can gather for particularily hungry and deserving btms." My heart stopped for a small second, and when it started again, it went in a slightly higher rate. In a matter of seconds, my mind had already served me piles of kinky fantasies, starring me. Insecurely I responded a simple "wow, sounds fun.", adding "those lucky btms" a few moments later. Some nervewracking minutes passed before he read my replies, and I could se he was writing back to me. "You seem just like the type of boy. Horny, cum-craving, good looking, dirty minded, verbal, fit for long sessions - just like my other whores." I couldnt believe i matched all his criteria, but the more i thought about it, i realized that i actually did. It was basically a description of me. So I said that if he was interested in investing in me, i was willing to be in his stable of mares. Then I asked him how an evening as his rent-out-property would look like. He said it was too late for him to explain that day, but that he could send me an email the next day. So I gave him my address, and repeated that I would love to be whored out in one of his sessions. I was satisfied for the night. Usually, when I first start cruising Grindr in the evening, i dont go to sleep before I have fucked at least one guy, or been fucked by at least one man. If its a really bad Grindr night, then I can accept having a cloudy popperbate to some filthy porn. Since the pandemic, the popperbate-nights had become more and more frequent. So having all my favourite popperbating-videos removed from PH in december really turned the 2020-nightmare into a fucking 2020-hell. This particular night however, I was satisfied only by talking to this mysterious - not good looking but still intriguing - guy that had made some vague promise to whore me out. So I went excited to sleep. The next day I woke up to a new email in my inbox. It was from a custom made sleazy-sexy-only-if-you-know-your-gay-kink-language-email adress, and the whole thing looked impressively serious and professional. I really didn't know what to do. The whole concept seemed surreal, did this really happen to me? In real life? Part of me just wanted to reply a giant YES!, while another part wanted to stay calm - just in case it was a dream I didn't wanna wake up. All I knew was that my cock was rock hard, throbbing in precum. [TO BE CONTINUED SOON]
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I met my match. In the sex game that is, We met on BBRTS and he said he was an insatiable bottom. I said I was an insatiable top. We chatted about our likes and dislikes. He said he loved cum and loved having cum deep in his ass. It sounded like a good match. He challenged me to "wear him out." And I took the challenge. We met a few days later. We had a couple drinks and got undressed. He put on some porn and we started to watch. The guys on the screen were kissing and stroking each other. We started doing the same thing. My cock was hard and he popped it into his mouth. He is an amazing cock sucker. I hit some poppers and he did too. He deep throats my cock to the balls. He swirled his tongue around the head. I was in heaven. I sat down and he moved his body to a position where I could play with his hole. He had lube in his hole so could finger it and slip more fingers inside. It made my cock swell. I wanted his hole so bad. I was so horny and didn't want to cum in his mouth. I wanted my cum deep inside his hole and he did too. We got into a doggie position and arranged some pillows so we were both comfortable. He backed his ass up against my cock and I slid inside. Slowly at first. I started to slide back and forth. I pulled out to the head and slide back inside as we both gasped in pleasure. We were by his sliding door up on the 10th floor and a slight breeze flowed over us both. It was nice as my cock and his hole were so warm and the breeze felt nice. I pumped and fucked. I pushed inside him deeper and he really moaned loudly. He clenched his ass and used his muscles to squeeze my cock. It felt so amazing. I started to pick up the pace and I could feel my cock and balls expand. He squeezed again and sighed with pleasure. He knew I was close. I started to pound his hole harder and harder. The skin of my crotch and thighs slapping against his ass. Making that sound I love. I shoved my dick in really deep and let go with a great orgasm. I came and came. It felt like buckets of cum deep inside him. He pushed back to get every drop. My cock was in so much pleasure I kept fucking and it didn't go down at all. He squeezed me with the amazing hole and kept me hard. I fucked more and more. He lay down and I was on top of his back our legs and feet pressed together as I started pounding him harder. We hit some poppers and I really banged his asshole. He kept moaning and groaning "yes, yes, own it pound it" And I did. I felt my cum from the bottom of my balls. It raced up through my cock and shot out like a rocket. (well it felt like it. lol) I shoved my cock deeper and deeper. I was screaming and grunting in pleasure. I forgot the sliding door was a bit open and I'm sure the whole apartment complex heard me cum. He laughed and said it didn't matter, and started to point at different apartments and said "he bred me" and this one fucked and I ate his cum and this one bred me..etc etc. I was fingering his hole and it was all wet and sloppy. It got my cock hard for more fucking. He turned over and invited me back inside. He said he would take every drop I could give. At some point the porn movie we had on (and had forgotten about) got loud. The guys were fucking and we could hear fucking. That got me going and I started to fuck him again. I pounded and fucked that ass. It felt so good. We hit poppers again and I really started to pound him. I was on top of him and fucking for all I was worth. We both loved the position with me on his back arms around him and fucking him good. I shot another load deep inside. We fucked and fucked for 3 hours that day and I ended up giving him 8 or 9 loads total. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came back to the room he was in doggie position ready for more. I rubbed my soft dick against his hot wet sloppy hole. I really didn't think my cock would respond but it did. I slid inside again and fucked some more. I was able to give him another load! Small but it felt good. As my cock slipped out of him he turned around and sucked me. My cock refused to get hard. It was sensitive and I thanked him for an amazing time. We kissed and I said "you won." He laughed and said "I always wear out my tops." He said "its a win, win, you get to cum and cum and I get loads and loads. We plan to connect again soon. I left and got to my car to drive home my legs like jelly! He is Amazing! BH
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A long term FWB of mine had injured himself. He was stuck at home for about 3 weeks and was losing his mind. He knows I live alone and have been laying pretty low, so he called out of the blue and said "Let's fuck... I'm horny as fuck". He usually likes a good aggressive rutting of my hole and dumping a porn star load. I got there and we got naked quick in his living room. After we 69'd for a while, he rolled onto his back and asked if I would ride him.... due to this injury...... He said he hadn't cum in a week because of this injury and had a big load to donate. So I lubed him up with spit and throat juices and sat on his cockhead, grasped his hairy thighs and impaled myself slowly onto his hard dick. He actually moaned when I bottomed out. Then we passed some poppers back and forth and he told me this was a first for him.... he just wanted me to really grind down slow or ride his cock hard for MY pleasure and see what HE got to feel anything interesting. I found it kinda hot because he said it was a first for him with him not in control of the fuck. I gave him the total treatment that he always told me he loved... gripping and releasing his uncut dick with my ass muscles, taking the head to the edge and squeezing him and of course on every downward slide I would open up a little wider and he would get a little deeper. I could tell he was very turned on by his cock being rock fucking hard. I could slide it against my prostate as I rode. It sent electricity through my hole and up to my brain. I could hear him moaning in the background as we kept taking some slow hits on the poppers and picking up some speed. We both love to talk dirty. He is 20 years younger than me, so I typically lead him on by asking if he is enjoying the juicy Daddy hole? can he feel me milking his cock? does he know I plan to milk his cum from his cock while his head is up inside my second hole so it is nice and deep? He loves the older man, executive Daddy type. He has told me a number of times over the years while we fuck. Bedroom, pool table, swimming pool patio chairs, piano, outdoor bar, sling, garden shed.... oh yea... he likes older Daddy's and 90% of the time he wants to seed my hole. Every now and then, he just rolls onto his knees and presents his very hairy hole to me and tells me to load him up. Today, I had a really nice thing happening with this 8" dick hitting my prostate and I just forgot he was there and rode him like a beast. I wanted that cock to bring me off, and by gawd, I could feel the cum starting to churn in my balls as they slapped around his balls. We fucked and sweated (thanks to his fireplace being on) and egged one another on to cum and shoot loads. And I had him deep inside my second hole and was taking a huff and grinding down harder and harder and deeper..... then he started to make this unique moan he always makes just before he starts to cum and I caught the sound of it as I started to blow cum all over his thighs and knees and my fingers. He pulled me down on his cock as I continued to pump, and he was pounding up into my hole as hard as I was ramming my hole down onto his meat. He grabbed both my hips and let out a yell that surprised me and he did about 8-10 good hard thrusts up inside of me. I could feel the warmth spread all around the top of my hole and could feel it oozing around his cock as it seeped from his slower withdrawals and pushes. "Holy fuck" he said. " I have NEVER cum from a guy riding my dick. Ever. That was fucking crazy just watching you ride my cock and watch your shoulders and back and ass muscles while you used my warm cock as a big dildo. And dude, I could feel you just milking and squeezing my cock as you sat down .... opening your hole to a gape to drive my cock deeper. Then I could feel you squeezing and tightening right up as you rose up and pulled the head of my cock right to the edge of your asslips until they stretched. The view of your ass lips dripping my precum and stretched around my cock put me over the edge." I smiled at him and crawled off his dick, swung around and licked from the bottom of his balls all the way to the uncut dripping head. When I was done, his cock was spotless. When I rolled off of him, he slipped a couple of fingers in my very wet and stretched hole and waited for me to push some cum onto the ends. He felt me squeeze some cum down inside my hole towards my opening and he scooped it out, twisting it around gently so he didn't lose any. He looked right at me as he licked the backside of his fingers from tip to knuckle, then he offered the inside of his fingers and all that juicy cum. So I leaned forward and licked from the bottom to the tips as well. He went back to the hole 3 or 4 times and we shared his 'few days' of cum. Nice way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
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CHAPTER 1 From my earliest moment of sexual awakening, I knew something was happening to me. My body was maturing and my mind was taking on thoughts of sex as well as assembling, processing, and storing what I saw in my family, relatives, and even in the public be it in person or via television. I continued to process and refine. I finally knew without a doubt that I was a homosexual--gay. My seeing certain if not most men stimulated my psyche and libido. I became aroused realizing that my pulse had increased, my breathing came in shallow draws, a light sweat appeared on my body, my balls rolled around in their home, my cock pressure intensified on my underwear, and my eyes transfixed on my latest man of desire for the moment. At this same time, I had heard the catcalls and teasing given to perceived gay boys my age. I had heard the sneering remarks and ridicule given to my own kind. As tactfully as possible, I dissuaded most of the crowd with which I ran to turn to other matters at hand such as class assignments when at school, moving on to our intended destination (movie, swimming hole, ice cream, etc.), and athletic events when at competitions. I was a member of the cross country and swim team at my high school. Nothing of a super star--just an average runner and swimmer that allowed me to exercise and rid myself of some frustrating times. I was still growing but at a slower pace hitting the six-foot mark with muscles from running and swimming but also from the work that I did on my family's farm. I kept 160 pounds permanently marked on our bath room scales. I'm sure that part of that was from the black hair I sported all over my arms, legs, and chest. (It was not for nothing that several classmates called me "hairy ape" and "Neanderthal".) The full mat of black hair that covered my pubic region looked like The Black Forest with a darkened cut eight-inch slab of meat containing huge veins running along the top of it. It all went well with my blue eyes, dark skin--no one seems to know how that happened--short cropped hair, and the seemingly ever-present stubble of black hair on my face which hid my dimples mostly. I tell you all of this not out of pride necessarily, though I am proud, but to give you an idea of who I am. Of course, during the summer I wore very little as I worked around the family farm. This only enhanced my dark skin. The work also improved on my muscles and strength. One of the three ponds on our farm gave me the opportunity to swim to keep up my skill for competition but also was a problem in that they never contained clear water and didn't have the sides allowing me to push off to serve as my end of a lap. No complaints; just making an observation. So, once I hit high school, I found that there was a rumour mill that gave information to anyone who was plugged into it. Naturally, everything reported was always the truth--even when it wasn't and could be proved to be less than factually accurate. There was always some new topic that would pop up and make the rounds though. One had to decide for one's self if such was true as there just wasn't any real proof one way or another. Which led to a topic that got started about mid-year. The grapevine got all noisy late January. No one knows or admits to starting the information around the school. The topic was the local YMCA which was located downtown of course. No one could explain--nor did anyone ask--how the information was obtained but the word spread that the Y had a steam room where queers would hook up and suck cock. Now, that both excited me and made me skeptical as usual of the accuracy of the information. I just could not fathom that as a reality. The rumour kept up for about a month with it slowly fading out in importance to other more pressing high school factual rumours. However, I filed the information away for possible future reference and investigation if the opportunity arose. So, here I was a relatively new admitted gay male who had finally found out a meeting place for other males like myself. I had no clue when I could act on such information but knew that the first opportunity that availed itself for such I would investigate.
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Hi Everyone, I'm so glad to be here. I'm Bi, and now ready to open my mouth and receive a juicy organ into my yielding mouth. While I'm still new, the guy I had a fling with told me that I was good. I'm looking for friends. While I hope there are people in North West Connecticut, I welcome anyone from anywhere to cxum and discuss what it takes to give a great blow job. A I write this post I'm getting hard. Hope to make new friends soon. Mark
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CHAPTER 1 A local university has a humanities building that I heard has a reputation for a certain rest room being “festive”. I found a map of the campus, located the building, and looked for parking. One of the saddest features about this university is that parking is at an extreme premium on all days at all times. Parking permits are required almost everywhere which required a little reconnoitering on my part. Luckily, I did find a handful of spaces not too far from the building for visitors. I entered the building walking around the first floor until I found a stairwell. I went up to the second floor. As I opened the door and stepped out into the hall, I glanced around and with great fortune had come out diagonally to the men’s room for which I was looking. I opened the door finding there was an inner door as well. I opened it and went in. I stood there momentarily glancing around to get my bearings. To the left were several lavatories and urinals in a room. To the right were several stalls. A couple of men were at urinals separated by the typical unused urinal between them. (Fearful heterosexuals no doubt.) I nonchalantly moved to the right. I noted that the first two stalls had feet in them and doors closed presumably locked. I moved down the line finding the remaining three stalls empty. I went in five, locked the door, unzipped my shorts, dropped them to my ankles, and took my seat. I had come prepared or at least as prepared as one can be for rest room sex. I was thoroughly cleaned out, had my bottle of lube, and had my balls strapped into my favorite leather strap pulling them down. Now, all that was missing was a pair of feet in a stall next to me. I heard the flushing of two urinals followed by water at lavatories. Paper towels dispensed, hands wiped dry, and departure of the two from the urinals. That left only stalls one and two now. As I sat there, I realized that my bladder was pressing a bit, so I drained a little into my bowl. I sat there thinking that maybe my good reference for this place had been sadly mistaken or that I had come at a decidedly off time. A few minutes more passed when I thought I heard shuffling feet. I strained to hear. Silence. More minutes passed. Then, I heard a definite sound of a metal latch. Immediately, I heard someone pull up pants and zipper, the commode was flushed, a latch unhooked, someone walking, and the inner door opening and closing, and finally the outer door opening and closing. I sat on my commode in silence. I looked down and surprisingly my dick was bobbing and leaking. What? Just hearing sounds in a public rest room that all indicated that men had completed their business? I smiled at my silly self. Then, I noticed that my last rest room companion was moving around. I tuned in. I thought I heard him quietly unlatching his door. I focused on listening but heard nothing until I heard the stall door next to me open and then close with the latch engaged. I noticed a shadow as it backed to the commode sitting down as a pair of shorts hit the floor mostly covering his feet which were in sneakers. We sat there together in silence. I knew we were both there for the same reason; he could only assume I was. Soon, I noticed his shorts bobbing as he began the foot stretching and movements of inquiring as to my intent. I returned the signal of bobbing my foot and scooting it closer to him. Now, there was no doubt as to the intent of either of us. It was now a matter of seeing if we were there for the same reason and for different roles. We sat there a bit more when suddenly a piece of paper was pushed part of the way under the wall. I took it. He asked what I was looking for? I put my hand under the stall and imitated writing. I was handed a pen. (How was I to know writing was going to be required?) I wrote back that I was looking to suck a dick and with luck to get fucked, too. Why lie or beat around the bush? I handed the pen and paper back. I got the note back as I heard my stall neighbor begin to dress. I slowly read the note and then re-read it quickly. “Not here; follow me to a safer place that is more private.” I thought quickly and decided to chance it. I had to hurry. Once away from the building, my stall neighbor stopped to let me catch up. We introduced ourselves. As we walked, he told me that he knew a rest room that was very private. I eyed him as we walked. About six feet tall, broad shoulders, hairy thick arms and legs, tanned, blond hair, hazel eyes, clean shaven, and a slight drawl in his speech. As we neared one of the older buildings on campus, we slowed. He told me we were going in the building together but that inside we would split up. Hmmm. Now, I began to wonder. He told me to slowly walk through the first floor looking at the exhibits until I reached the far side of the building. There would be a set of stairs on my left. Go down them. At the bottom, go through the door that had a pane of glass in it turning right as soon as I was through the door. I was to continue down that hall until I came to a door marked “Men” on it. Go inside and wait. He would follow shortly. We entered the building together, and he waited by the elevator as I continued down the hall looking at the exhibits along the way. I took my time not only looking at the exhibits but also thinking if this was actually a good idea. Obviously, no, it wasn’t. I became apprehensive but continued on until I came to the other end of the building. I was faced with three choices: I could return the way I came and leave campus; I could go out the door now in front of me; or I could continue down the steps on the left and follow through with this walk for a maybe fuck. I hesitated on the last exhibit making up my mind. I glanced around and down the steps I went. I found the door with the pane of glass, went through it, turned right, and found “Men” on a door. I opened it and went inside. I knew why no one came here. This rest room was down a darkened hall which was lined with obvious junk items waiting to be trashed. I wondered when the last time the rest room had been used though it seemed to be clean; well, as clean as a public rest room can be. It was the size of a large walk-in closet perhaps containing two stalls, one urinal, and a lavatory. It was isolated and my apprehension grew. The minutes ticked away. I unhooked my keys slipping the clip into my right rear pocket where I could easily reach for it. Not much but I could use a handful of keys with one as a projectile if needed. My ears perked up as I heard sneakers coming down the hall. I stepped away from the door and waited. There was a light tap and then it opened. My stall neighbor stuck his head in looked around seeing me and grinned broadly. He came in quickly quietly closing the door and locking it. He came up to me and said, “I can bet you are not sure about this, but this is a lot safer and a lot more private.” With that, he pulled his shirt up and over his head, unhooked and unzipped his shorts and stepped out of them. I hesitated but finally followed in stripping. I put my clothes on top of his on the radiator. As I turned around, he stepped up to me. I could feel his dick already hardening pushing upward into my crotch area. He pushed a bit and let it slide up between us as he wrapped his arms around my chest. I wrapped mine around his neck. Our lips met that finally led to wide mouthed spit swapping and tongue wrestling. We kissed for several minutes. He finally pulled his tongue from my mouth and said, “Feel okay now?” I shook my head yes. “Good. Now, we can get serious. I have spent most of the morning trying to find someone to fuck. All they want to do is suck. I need ass,” he said. “You don’t know how much I love to fuck. Thing is, I like it rough. Really hard slam fucking. It gets me going and turns me on hearing how hard I’m hitting a guy’s ass when I’m fucking him. And, if I can hurt a guy when I’m fucking him, that turns me on even more. I guess this might not be what you are looking for.” I looked up at him and grinned. “Well, as long as you don’t break a bone of mine or rip me so much that I need medical attention, that fits on my dance card. I love it hard, deep, and harder still. But, only if you cum in my ass. I can’t stand it when a guy pulls out and shoots on my back. That’s gross and wasteful.” Phil’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You are for real? You seriously love a rough fuck?” “Yes, as long as no hospital is needed,” I said. He laughed and stepped away from me. His dick lowered itself from my body but remained upward curved with its tanned look and now slimy pink head pointed at me. I knelt immediately consuming it almost to the shortly cut pubic hairs. The upward curve was a deterrent for sucking but would be welcomed for a standing fuck.
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all of the stories here are about great sex, well, I have had some disappointments. men who really want to fuck me, who can't get it hard, too stones, or who cum all over me before I feel their cock inside me. I know I am really tight (verdammt eng as a German businessman said), and I have often been so in need of cum that I have cried on my way back home after these misses. Yesterday was different, I had hooked up with a man through a fried of mine, he had warned me and said he was brutal, didn't use any other lube than spit and precum, and he liked to use a dildo after fucking. He was not very tall, but fit. I met him in his office late, when I rang the bell I was so excited, wearing just my bike shorts and a tight tshirt showing my nipples. I had lubed my hole - big mistake he looked quite good, beard and gray hair. he was sitting in his chair, I had to turn around, take off my trousers and bend, when I saw the lube traces he got angry and slapped me in my face, He demanded that I licked his cock - big head, thick, nbot circumcised, he was wearing a cock ring and his balls were impressive. he closed my nostrils and held my head in a grip until I almost fainted. and his cock went deep into my throat. then he made me lean over his desk, and said that since I was a fuckings sissy who had luber, he didn't want to open me with his tongue or hand, and tyhen he just forced my legs apart and his cock deep inside me, sooooo PAINFUL, but he really took his time, after a while he sat on his chair and made me sit on his cock facing him, all the time he said that I was so good I deserved something more, he opened a drawer and pulled out a dildo, pushed me off him and on the desk with my legs apart. he managed to get the head of the dildo inside , but i begged him to put some lube on, he did and then he started fucking me with it. he could see it turned me on to be abused like that and told me to cum, I DID. after that he masturbated in my face, told me tolick him clean, asked if I had been fucked much (yes) by more than one (yes), and said he wanted to call a friend next time, and then we could go to his house and he could piss in my hole after fucking. I almost came again.
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Bottom Pig Taking Loads At Bay Bridge Inn Fri - Sun (10/16-10/1)
Guest posted a topic in San Francisco / Oakland / San Jose
Pig bottom whoring my ass out at the Bay Bridge Inn this today (10/16) through Sunday (10/18). Mild to very wild, this hole likes to be used hard, and it can handle long, aggressive fucks. Tho I’m just as happy with a quick pump as dump as long as your load goes in my hole. Older, trade, white trash, truckers, bikers, gingers, and uncut are big ++’s -
Visitor in Berlin. Taking your loads at my place AXEL HOTEL. ANON.
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FATTY CUNT HOLE HUNGRY FOR HOT CREAM VISITING BERLIN FOR SEVERAL DAYS LOOKING FOR HORNY TOP MEN. WHERE CAN I MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE?
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Question for bottoms: As a top, I am sometimes asked how an ass feels and if I can describe what it feels like when I am sliding in and out. I have explained that it feels like I am fucking silk. It is warm and moist and feels so good. I love when there is a sloppy hole but even when not already loaded it feels so silky good. What does a cock feel like when it is going in and out? When I fuck, I love when I hit a guys prostate. Or when he squeezes my cock with his ass muscles. Can you tell me what it feels like? I know it's good of course but try to describe if you can. Thanks
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Still working from home and things quieting down work wise on a Friday I kept bbrt and grindr going to see if anyone will be interested in a “visit”. BBRT delivered a to the point response with a guy 10 minutes away, nice 19cm (7.5 inch) uncut cock. Made out a bit, turned me over and fucked me deep and hard and cumming deep in me leaving both of us satisfied. Made an afternoon snack and guy I hooked up before messages me on grindr. He was keen for some fuck fun. Wasn’t sure if he would have been keen on sloppy seconds but he was. Another load received within the hour from him. Husband got home the evening and wanted to know what I got up to, so I shared my escapades and he was so turned on that evening that he gave me load number 3. Had it all soak nicely in my arse and released a huge gollop of cum next morning. Was so satisfying.
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Looking to accom tops in east london. Got a hungry hole - so no cock refused. Got a sling and a wet sheet. Anon/blindfolded possible.
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