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My hands tapped anxiously on the steering wheel as I pulled off the motorway. I had met Josh through myCircle.tv a few weeks earlier. I had originally hoped to find a girl to hook up with (or at least fool around with), but alas, it was almost entirely guys on there. Luckily, Josh and I had come across each other and both talked about how we hadn't been laid in months. He lived several hours away, his roommate was gone for the weekend, so I suggested we get together and watch porn. He instantly agreed and gave me his address. I was a bit nervous, unsure of what to expect. I had only masturbated once before with another guy, I was much younger then, and even then it had only been once. We hadn't really talked about it, just kind of skirting around the subject. From the way he had talked, he seemed at least open to the idea, but I couldn't be completely sure. I had brought the few porn movies I owned; that I had bought in a porn shop a few years ago in Amsterdam, and a third that I had downloaded from the Internet. Josh had said he had a few movies, so I figured we were set. With some difficulty and nervousness, I finally arrived at the address. I knocked on the door and waited. After a few moments, Josh opened the door and invited me in. He was shorter than me, maybe 5' 9" compared to my 6' 1", but he was leaner than me, his muscles more well defined. He was wearing shorts and a white t-shirt. He showed me around his place and we finally sat down on the couch in the living room, the middle cushion empty between us. After a few awkward moments of silence, I suggested we start watching some porn. We started with one of Josh's movies. It was pretty good, got me nice and hard. We made small chit-chat about the movie, how hot the porn was, how hot and sexy it had been, etc. Josh was rubbing his dick through his shorts and I could see a pretty sizeable bulge there. He caught me eyeing him, but didn't say anything. His eyes went down to my crotch, where my own hard-on was pressing against my jeans. "Dan, I can't believe I'm so hard already," Josh said. "It usually takes me a few minutes to get warmed up." I suggested that maybe that we hadn't been laid in such a long time due to the lockdown it wouldn't take as much to get us aroused. "I just didn't want you to think I was getting turned on by you, or something," Josh murmured. "I figured you'd kick my ass because you thought I was coming on to you." I laughed. "Nah, it's cool. I'm hard as a rock too." "Really?" Josh leaned over and looked closely, pretending he hadn't glanced at it earlier. I adjusted my hips up to put maximum pressure on my jeans, making the bulge as big as possible. He kept his eyes focused on it for a good minute or two, during which I absent-mindedly rubbed my cock. Josh did the same. As the next movie played and before the first scene ended, Josh was now looking down at my crotch every few seconds, almost more than he was looking at the TV. I could tell he wanted to start stroking but was too shy to do so. In an uncharacteristically bold move on my part (I'm normally pretty reserved), I said, "Well Josh, I need to get off." The words hung in the air, unanswered for a moment. "Yeah, me too," he finally replied. He slid his hand into his shorts and began to awkwardly stroke his dick, not even unbuttoning his shorts first. "Well you can do it that way, but I'm gonna do mine out in the open." I stood up and took off my shirt. Without a moment's hesitation, Josh stood up and did the same. We stood there, looking at each other shirtless. My boldness suddenly evaporated as I waited for Josh to pull his shorts off. "Well are you going to do it?" I asked. "You first." I paused. "How about at the same time?" I offered. He considered for a moment. "Alright." "On three. One, two, three." We both dropped them at the same time and immediately stared at one another's cocks. His looked about the same length as mine, maybe a hair shorter, but definitely thicker. His balls hung low and were surprisingly big, but then again, so was his dick. We didn't say anything and just sat back down on the couch and began stroking. The TV might as well have been blank, because we were watching each other. A minute later, Josh leaned over the side of the couch and pulled out a bottle of oil. He poured some out on his dick and rubbed it in. He asked if I wanted any. I said I did. Now it was Josh's turn to be bold. He leaned over and squirted it on to my dick and then, without even asking, he gripped my cock firmly and stroked me, spreading out the oil nice and evenly. Once he was satisfied that it was on evenly, he gave my dick one final, slow, and agonizingly pleasurable jerk and let go. He went back to stroking his own dick, while I tried to catch up with what the hell just happened. Not to be outdone, I said, "You missed a spot." I began stroking his dick, not even bothering with the pretense that I was spreading lube on it. He scooted over on the couch, the sides of our asses and legs touching now. He began stroking my dick while I jerked his. It was incredible. We were both not experienced, but we both new what to do and it felt so good and so right. Josh was giving me a better handjob than most women I would normally hook up. It was feeling so epic. I started to notice that Josh's dick was getting a bit softer. I assumed it was because he was focused on me and I wasn't doing a very good job, but it was so hard to concentrate with him jerking me off. Eventually I just relaxed my arm and twisted my lower body to give him better access. He kept on, gripping my cock with just the right firmness, moving at just the right speed. After only a few minutes, I came. My cock exploded, shooting a huge spurt of cum up Josh's arm, all the way to his bicep. Most of my cum wound up on his hand and arm, but Josh didn't seem to mind. After I caught my breath, Josh stood up to get a towel. His flaccid, but still sizable dick hung down, and I saw that his stomach and groin were covered in cum. Confused, I looked at the hand I'd been stroking him with, and it, too, was covered in cum. I'd been so into Josh's jacking me off, that I didn't even noticed he'd cum! After we cleaned ourselves up, we went into the kitchen and got some lunch. There was something really erotic about going about things casually, even though we had just jerked each other off and were still completely nude. We eventually went back into the living and resumed our activities. We wound up jerking each other three or four more times, each time getting a bit more adventurous and trying different positions, holding our cocks together and rubbing them which felt amazing we both agreed, playing with each other's balls also,etc. Later in the day, after we had once again recuperated and were watching yet another porn movie but one with bi influence, Josh asked me if it would freak me out if he could give me head. I said that I wasn't really interested in giving him head (it seemed like a step too far for me), but I told him he was free to suck mine if he wanted to. I figured he would say forget it, but to my surprise, Josh immediately leaned over and began sucking me off. He was actually really pretty good at it, good enough that I wondered later if he'd ever done it before. Regardless, he licked and sucked my cock, hitting the right spots at the right times. His hands cradled my balls, massaging them gently. He couldn't take my dick in very far, but he definitely made the most of what he could do. I stroked his dick with one free hand while he blew me. It didn't take long before I had to cum again, and though I figured I had already cum so much that day that there wasn't much left, I still gave him the courtesy two-minute warning. He kept right on sucking. Not sure that he heard me, I repeated myself, this time louder, "I'm going to cum!" Josh didn't even pause. I came into his mouth, shooting more than I would have thought possible, nearly as much as I had the first time earlier that day. Josh sat up, wiping his mouth. "I'd always wondered what cum tastes like." "And? I asked" He shook his head. "Nasty, sweet, sticky and also salty." I laughed and he got up to get some water. When Josh came back, I had changed my mind. I leaned over and immediately began sucking him. I ran my lips up and down his shaft, sliding my tongue on the underside of his dick, just beneath the head. I had no idea what I was doing and before I could even get the hang of it, he was cumming. Not wanting to swallow, I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and just in time. I hadn't even stroked it once and his cock begun spurting out a ton of white hot cum all over both our stomachs, groins, and my face. "How did you cum that much? You've gotten off like five times today!" "Dan, you came just as much he laughed." Thoroughly exhausted, we both lounged around for awhile and watched TV, still nude. As night fell we both agreed that we had enjoyed our first Jerk off buddy experience, I got dressed and left to head home. We both agreed we wanted to get together again very soon but that is another story....
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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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Since becoming poz, I've always practiced safe fucking. I've never even thought about doing anything remotely unsafe - and I always spread the word about condom use among my friends. I'm a bottom so I never thought about being concerned with a neg top fucking me bare. transmission I assume is low. But I have this asshole friend of mine named Jake - or at least a guy I always run into because we have many friends in common. He thinks that poz guys who get knocked up do so because they are too promiscuous. He actually said "they fuck too much and don't know when to stop so I don't have any sympathy for them." I decided right then and there that my mission was to set up his ass some how. It also helped knowing he is a big fan of Disneyland, so putting everything I knew about Jake, I had the perfect idea to get poz cum up his hole - and I wasn't thinking one load. About six or seven months had passed and I decided it was time to make my move, and by good fortune I ran into Jake at a birthday party. I casually mentioned to him I was going to an amusement park in Anaheim with a group of guys and that we got a hotel room to make it an all weekend full of fun. I told him I had an extra ticket because someone had canceled. He ran the idea through his mind and asked me if he could buy the ticket from me. I told him that it would save me the trouble from being fucked over since the other guy had canceled on me. I also mentioned the other guy lived in Santa Ana and wasn't going to stay in the hotel room. After speaking to him, I ended up having him agree to sleep on the hotel room floor. We figured we wouldn't tell the front desk the room would have five guests staying instead of four. It was a big hotel room with two beds. I told him to bring an extra pillow. It was summer so there wasn't really a need to bring extra blankets. The next part of the plan was to now get poz tops into bareback fucking a negative asshole. I put an ad on a popular bareback site with the heading "Poz Tops Needed for Conversion Party." On the Wednesday before the Friday night sleep-over, I had 26 tops who responded. I had to separate those on the from the list those who were NOT poz, which reduced the number to 15, and then I did my best to eliminate the flakes, which reduced the list to 12. After talking to nine of them who gave me their number, I explained the plan. They were to stay most of the first night and take turns making trips to the restroom and seducing Jake to surrender his hole to them - bareback. It was probably going to be a challenge. I had nine guys who continued to express interest in the undertaking. During each interview, I jotted notes on how committed they seemed, how turned on they were from the scene, if they were really off meds and if they had ever pozzed a neg man before. Dick size played a small part, but I definitely wanted tops with bigger than average dick sizes. I also noted that a couple were able to give more than one load up an unsuspecting asshole. After I narrowed my search, I came up with the best three poz guys of the bunch. They had 26 inches of poz dick they could offer a hungry bottom. All three claimed to be aggressive and would not pull out early. One of the tops claimed to have pozzed up at least 14 men that he knew of for sure. Friday night came and the Jake arrived right after I did as planned. It was around 10pm. We planned to get a good rest and start off bright and early as soon as the park opened. Jake staked his blanket and pillow on the floor near the restroom. As he was about to lye down, I asked him if he was really going to sleep with pajamas with firetrucks all over. I told him that was kind of goofy and that he could sleep the way I do, bare ass naked. The other guys aren't going to look or care I pointed out, but it would stand out when he got up in the morning to shower. And besides, it was in the middle of summer. Soon after Jake and I had dozed off and the other 3 came trickling into the hotel room. They had no suitcases since they weren't going to stay the whole night. I had the biggest dick top sleep with me in my bed. The top in my bed held me by wrapping his arms around me with his dick resting along my crack. Too bad his dick wasn't going to slide up my hole. Jake was sound asleep while the other guys were waiting for my signal. The first guy I had go first went to the restroom. He was naked and had a semi-hard-on. He left the bathroom light on which provided me with a small amount of light just enough to watch the show, yet make the bottom feel comfortable that it was night. The top crouched down on his knees and starting rubbing Jake's body. One hand was feeling his arms, back and legs. The other hand was seducing his asscheeks and crack. The top also started to lightly tug on his Jake's dickshaft. Jake woke up with a rging hard-on. "Hey dude, what's going on?" Jake whispered. "I can't sleep and I'm really horned up. I was hoping you were a bottom," the top whispered back. Didn't take long before the top had his poz bare dick up Jake's ass. I could tell Jake was trying to be careful not to wake anyone up. The top played along. His dick sea-sawed back and forth, up and down his ass shoot. All of a sudden, the top thrusted hard for a couple stroked up Jake's ass as he was feeding Jake's ass with some grade A American poz cum. The top whispered, "My name is Brad, what's yours?" "Jake," he whispered back, "I don't usually fuck bareback." The top told Jake not to worry about it and went back in bed. About a half hour later another top did much the same thing. The previous top who had fucked already left for home. In no time, the second top with a nine inch dick was breathing heavy with desire as he was fucking Jake's hole. as predicted, Jake was on the receiving end of a poz load. Now there was only one poz top left, and he was a multiple orgasm top. The top nudged Jake awake and asked him if he wanted to share his bed because the other top left home to deal with an emergency. Jake was tired but complied. Jake's ass took a pounding. I decided to come out of the blanket and lay in my bed stroking while Jake was getting fucked over. Jake saw me but didn't seem to want to stop because of embarrassment. I egged them on, and walked over to the bed and began playing and stroking Jake's balls and dick. "Get your faggot hands off me!" Jake screamed. In this situation I knew I had the upper hand. I gestured 'fuck you' with my middle finger, accompanied with a loud retort "Fuck you! And I mean really, fuck you!" "I don't want your AIDS hands touching my balls and dick!" Jake screamed out. "So how many poz cum loads do you think you took tonight Jake? Just how many?" The top was breathless and about to squirt his fourth load up Jake's asshole. "I count six loads. Six poz creamy loads!" Jake looked at the top, who just shrugged with a lascivious smile. "Why didn't you tell me the guys were all poz?" "Why would it matter," I asked, "You never bareback, remember?"
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Before the main story, some info about me is in order. I recently turned 26 years old and have long decided that I am happy being with men more than women. Up to this point I have always played safe, but lately I have begun to have thoughts of ditching the condoms and having sex as nature intended. I was scrolling through ads on craigslist after work on a Friday and came across an ad that would change my life. The title was simple – “Seeking bottom for a wild weekend party.” I was extremely intrigued and decided I didn’t have anything to lose, except maybe my bareback virginity, and answered the ad. I sent my stats and pictures to the poster and awaited an answer. I didn’t have to wait long, as within 10 minutes I was given an address, directions and instructions. I was to wear a jockstrap and clothing I could take off easily. I needed to clean out and drive to the location which is in the middle of the woods east of town. I got ready, got in my car and made the 30-minute drive. The instructions said I would need to plan to be gone all weekend and be ready to have a good time and be ready to serve. I was nervous and excited the whole drive over. Once I arrived, I was met at the door by a younger guy (about 35 or so) who was wearing nothing but a blue armband with the number 18 on it. He directed me to strip to my jock and follow him to the “dungeon”. We walked into a room and I counted no less than 60 men standing around naked. Each with a similar armband of either blue, yellow or red with varying numbers. I saw a sling and a large screen with a random generator. I was led to the sling and locked in place by my wrists and ankles. I was lubed and told the computer would randomly choose a person by color and number. On each round I could opt to pass once and get a different draw but would be required to take the second person if I did. I was told there would be NO CONDOMS and absolutely NO PULLING OUT. Once a cock entered my hole, I would not see it out again until I had received the load of the man attached. I shivered with the realization that I was about to lose my bareback virginity, but agreed to the rules. The program began to spin through colors and numbers and I waited with anticipation watching to see who would be the first potential man to take my raw cherry. The program slowed and on the screen read: Blue 5. A man of about 45 with large muscles, sandy hair and green eyes stepped forward. He had an average cock – 7 inches long and narrow with a medium mushroom head. I was asked if I would like to pass, but decided to take this man. He walked to my ass and sank his cock into me in one swift stroke. This brought a moan from him and caused me to grit my teeth and cry out at the sudden invasion. He began to pound away at my ass and continued varying his stroke depth and speed for a long time until I could tell he was getting close. His breath changed and he gripped my thighs. He growled and shouted – “Take my hot poz load bitch!” I paled at what I had just heard and tried to swing myself off his cock to no avail. He pumped what felt like a gallon of acrid jizz up my hole. I freaked out for a moment realizing what had just happened. Then as he pulled out of my ass, I realized I had signed up to lose my bareback virginity and began to accept the fact that I knew there may be poz loads involved. Too late now anyway, guess only time would tell what happened from that load. The host asked if I was ready for another spin of the 'wheel'. I nodded, realizing this would be one VERY long weekend. To be continued…?
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This happened years ago. I had gone out find a hole to fuck and breed. Yep. Plain and simple. There were several men out that weekend. But I just could not land one. As the night wore on, there he was, on the margins, always looking my way. Nice enough looking: late 30's, average height, a little heavy, cute, a bit reserved. But I saw something in his eyes...a hunger for cock. For cum. For more than he had experienced before. My testosterone levels must have been through the roof. Because soon enough, we were at his apartment, naked. He, servicing my hard cock. Me using his throat. Holding the back of his head down on me. Using him for my pleasure. And him enjoying every bit of it. His stubby dick, which I refused to let him touch...at least not yet...dripping for release. I made it damn clear I was POZ, that I was gonna fuck him bareback and that I would NOT pull out. I could see desire and apprehension in his face. But I've learned how to heighten the first while leveraging the latter. I knew he was enjoying the idea of danger. Intoxicating. So I upped the ante with rough, POZ talk. After a good bit of foreplay, I had him on his side, me behind him. Holding him tightly to me as I grunted breathy, filthy words into his ear. Telling him not to worry, how he shouldn't deny himself anymore. My very hard cock grinding at his back door. He was breathless, speechless with excitement. The key to a good fuck is to fuck the bottoms mind first. I made him say he wanted my cock in him. That he wanted me raw. Then I distracted him; I made him refer to his hole as a pussy. As a cunt, made for cock and seed. I had him beg me to fuck his pussy. My hard cock kept knocking insistently at his hole. I told him how I knew what he needed. That I could the hunger in his eyes, a hunger he had denied himself feeding his whole life. I told him that I would give him what he needed, what he craved...but first I would some lube. I felt him attempt to move towards the bottle on the nightstand. I did not allow it. "No, no." I guided his hand to his stubby dick. "Jack yourself off", I ordered. He complied. "Good boy. That's it...Now, you had better cum big...and do you know why?" He was unable to respond, for he was jacking furiously in anticipation of what I was about to say. "Because I'm gonna use your own cum for lube. You want that don't you?" Again, no reply - his breath growing more shallow, more rapid. I was drunk with power. He was under me complete control. And when he was just about to do so, I ordered him to, "CUM NOW!" He came as ordered. "You're gonna want to catch every drop, boy." I sneered as he came into his hand. His whole body convulsing. I released him just enough for him to move him cummy hand to his fuckhole. He shamelessly slathered himself and my cock with his own seed. "Thats right..lube up that pussy for me." The whole room smelled of cum. I pulled him even tighter towards me as my now urgently hard cock penetrated him in one long thrust. He yelped. "Is this what you wanted?" No reply. Just his gasps. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?!" I barked. "YES!!", he cried. "My raw, POZ cock in your worthless cunt?!". He was shaking by this point. I could see him trying to form words. "Answer me.", I insisted. "Yes...yes...", he whispered. So I got my fuck on. Oh yeah, I. Got. My. Fuck. On. And I pounded his hole with one arm around still wrapped tightly his chest and the other around his neck. There is something oddly satisfying about watching a man struggle to breathe while I fuck him. There's a moment when you can see the desire for mix with panic. You can sense it like a presence in the room. If you've ever experienced it, you know. "Tell me what you want.", I said. No reply. "Say it....say it.", I persisted while longdicking him . "Oh god...OH GOD" he cried. I laughed and sneered, "Oh no, fuckhole...god can't help you now. That time has cum and gone....funny thing is...in a couple of minutes, I'm gonna do the same. I'm gonna cum..and then I'm gonna go. But first, I need to hear you ask for it." He was barely holding together now. "Say it.", I insisted as I intensified my pounding. He started to mumble words. "SAY IT!" I commanded - barely able to forestall myself from cumming. "OH, FUCK...OH FUCK! PLEASE, BREED ME! GIVE ME YOUR DIRTY SEED! PAINT MY GUTS! I NEED IT! POZ ME!!!" He bellowed. That was when the flood gates opened and two weeks of charged seed filled his boypussy. I howled with release as I churned my sick cream into him. That satisfying cumsloppy fucksound I do so enjoy filled the room. I stayed in him as long as I could, grinding my toxic load into him. He whimpered as my softening cock slimed out of his oozing cunt. Only then did I release my hold on him. When I was done. And he lay there panting...used in the way I wanted to use him. I got up, wiped off, and dressed. All the while, he lay there panting. The realization of what had happened just starting to dawn on him. I stood there a moment, taking in the sight of this piece of meat I had used. A bead of my toxic seed dribbled down the crease between his thigh and his asscheek. A wicked smile took residence on my face. The time for words was done. I simply left, stepping out into the cool night air. It felt damn good.
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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 am a masculine blue collar man that likes to suck dick!! I really like other masculine men that are age 30 and over. Married men, straight men, bi curious men that just want to use my hot wet mouth to dump a hot load in! masculine cocks and balls for me to worship and do as I'm told . I love being on my knees kneeling before a masculine man him knowing my mouth is his and he can use it as he likes!
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This is my first time writing something like this, but reading all these stories I thought I would try my hand at it. Feed back is always great, and if you like it I'll keep writing. --How I Became A Cumdump: the Story of a 'Condoms Only' 20 Somethings Transformation My name is Mark, I’m 24, five foot nine, one hundred and sixty pounds and decidedly average. I have always been a bottom, when I was a teenager when other guys were tugging their dicks, I was fingering my hole. Eventually I graduated to getting cucumbers out of the refrigerator nightly and pounding my hole into a pulp. So when I went to college and started having sex with guys there was no question that I would be taking their cocks, but until I was 21 I was a self proclaimed condom Nazi: no unwrapped cocks were entering my hole. So what changed when I was 21? Well, I met Anthony. Anthony was everything I wasn’t. I was a paie blond boy, Anthony was a tall dark haired beast of a man. I was small, whereas Anthony stood around six foot two. I had a slight build, whereas Anthony was made of solid thick rippling muscles. I was smooth, whereas Anthony was covered all over in thick dark course hair. My hole twitched as soon as I saw his profile on Adam4adam. I had just finished my classes for the day was had logged on to see if any of my usual hookups were online for that night when I saw him on the New Member’s page. “ItalianTop34” his screen name read and below it a picture of his perfectly sculpted chest and stomach. I stared at the thumbnail for a long moment taking in the dark nipples the dark hair swirling down out of frame. I felt my hole twitching eagerly. I clicked on his picture and started reading: he was 34 years old, six foot two, two hundred and twenty pounds, and most impressively of all, a total top, with a nine inch cock. I typed a quick message to him, complimenting his picture and telling him to hit me up sometime, after hovering over the send button my hole gave another powerful twitched and I clicked send. For the next twenty minutes I chatted with a few regular fuck buddies making some tentative plans for later, tried to start on a paper for my European Literature class until I heard that familiar buzz from the a4a in box and pulled the website back up. It was him. My heart skipped a beat as I opened his message and read “hey there kid, cute pics, what brings you on here tonight?” I typed hurriedly: “looking for some fun tonight, need something to distract me from these papers.” Not a whole minute later: “a distraction? what sort of distraction?” We carried on like that for a few more messages culminating in him giving me his address. “Be there in an hour” was my last message to him. I quickly ran to the bathroom and cleaned up, getting ready to take his massive cock. My heart was pounding and my stomach seemed to be bouncing. I always get that feeling when I know a big cock is in my near future. Twenty minutes later I dashed out of my apartment in a pair of basket ball shorts, no underwear, of course, (a good bottom doesn’t need underwear), and a plain white t-shirt. I jumped in my car and drove the twenty minutes to his place. For a brief moment I sat in the car looking at the red brick building before rushing up to the little side door he had told me to use. His apartment was on the fourth floor at the top of the building and right inside the white painted door was a staircase leading up to his doorway. I knocked quickly and then stepped back waiting. I heard movement on the other side of the door and then it swung open quickly revealing Anthony for the first time in the flesh. He stood there in the door way in just a pair of running shorts, not the long kind people wear now but the short ones from the 80’s, a thing sheen of sweat seemed to glisten on his massive chest, there was about a day's worth of beard growing on his square jaw, but now standing in front of him it was his eyes that struck me the most. They were the brightest blue I had ever seen in someone’s eyes and they shown out like two brilliant pools from under his thick dark brow. He smiled, “Well you really didn’t wanna write that paper did you boy, you’re twenty minutes early. I went for a quick run before you came over, makes me last longer,” even this brief mention of sex was enough to make my hole twitch again and my cock begin to harden, “and I was gonna take a shower for yah, but now you’re here. Guess you could have a seat and wait for me to go get cleaned up.” “Oh no that’s alright,” I stammered. I don’t know why but the faint smell of manly sweat that was wafting from him into the hall way was making my cock begin to grow even harder. Anthony noticed, he chuckled and said “Look at you, springing wood on the stairs. You must really want this,” and with that he grabbed his meaty cock though the running shorts pressing its impressive profile against the thin fabric. Even soft the thickness of his cock was amazing and I was now hard as a rock all 6.5 inches of me straining against my shorts. “Come in kid,” he said stepping aside to let me in. He closed the door behind me, and then led the way down a narrow hall to the first room, the living room. It was nice with a big couch a few chairs a massive built in bookcase one wall and a giant television on the other. Anthony grabbed a remote off the coffee table and clicked it in the direction of the television which began to hum to life. “You want a beer?” he asked. “Sure,” I replied. “Have a seat. I’ll bring them through.” He left and I sat down on the massive couch looking at the television which now showed the symbol for some network connection and then after a moment of processing an image sprung up on the screen. A boy about my age was on his back on a hotel bed while a man old enough to be his father pounded the boy’s hole. The moans of the boy could be heard around the room from the surround sound system. I watched as two more men came into frame and one of them pushed his fat cock down the boy’s throat and the other moved round to where the first man was still plowing the boy. The first man seemed to get the hint and pulled out so that the new man could take his place inside the bottom. Then I realized I was watching bareback porn. I suddenly felt hot. My hole twitched, and my cock throbbed. I had never watched bareback porn before on principal and I was suddenly kicking myself for it. The boy writhed as the new man began to force is raw cock into his hole but soon enough the new man as pounding away with the same gusto as the first man. It was around this time that I slid my hand down the front of my shorts, spread my legs and began to rub my hole. I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Anthony with two beers in his hands smiling at me. God how long had he been there watching me feel up my own hole to his porn. Looking back that had probably been part of his plan, to get me even more horned up with bareback porn, but how was I to know that at the time? Chuckling, Anthony walked over with the two beers and, although the couch could seat four, he sat down next to me, presumably so he could stretch his big arm around as he sat down. I suddenly found myself engulfed in that same manly smelly and it was intoxicating. I breathed deeply a few times and then turned so that my noise was right next to his pit and took a deep whiff. “You are quite the pig boy. First you’re so excited for cock you get here early, then I leave you alone for five minutes and you’re going at your hole and now it’s all you can do to keep from sticking you whole face in my sweaty stinking pit. Well go on boy, get in there and get a good taste.” He took his arm from around me and held it over his head exposing his thick bushy pits. After the very briefest of hesitations I dove in, first just sniffing and then sticking my tongue in and licking all over tasting the sweet salt of his sweat. I must have gone at his pit for five minutes. I was so entranced with the smell and the taste that I didn’t notice that he had lowered his hand until I felt his fingers sliding down the back of my shorts. As soon as I felt one of his digits graze my hole I pulled my head from his pit, rocked my body forward to give him better access and buried my head in his crotch. I could feel his cock beginning to swell and press against the little shorts and before he had even worked one finger inside me the head had slipped out of one of the legs of his shorts. I quickly engulfed his cock head and began to make out with the uncut monster that would soon change my life forever. I felt one and then two fingers slide inside my hole and begin to stretch me out. After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out of my ass and brushed me away from his cock. “Strip,” he ordered. Hurriedly I stood up and tossed my t-shirt off into a corner and quickly shucked my shorts off as well. After looking at me for what seemed like forever Anthony smiled and slid his own shorts off. Although I had had had his cockhead in my mouth, I was still not prepared for what I saw: that massive beautiful piece of dark uncut Italian meat that sprung up and pressed against his furry abs. I whimpered as I looked at it, yearning to have it inside of me again. “Well don’t just stand there and look at it, start sucking boy.” I fell to my knees and Anthony grabbed his beer and sat back. Opening my mouth wide I began to work as much as I could of that monster into my mouth as quickly as I could. Anthony for his part just say back and drank his beer while I hooked his cock down. Once I felt his cockhead hit the back of my throat I swallowed deeply and felt it slide down my throat, Anthony moaned loudly. I worked his cock like that until he finished his beer, sometimes deep throating it sometimes pulling back and working the shaft of his big low hanging balls. All the while in the background I could here the noises of that boy being bred by those three men and it made me even hornier. So by the time Anthony finally finished his beer and pulled me up off of his cock I had reached bitch in heat horny. The combination of his sweaty musk, the boy being bred on the television and the prospect of having that amazing cock sliding into my boy hole slightly had turned me into a cockhound. “You ready for me to work that hole,” he asked me, holding onto both sides of my face while he did. I just nodded. “Go behind the couch and bend over. I want you to watch this next video coming up while I eat your sweet boy-cunt.” I had never heard it called that before, but I liked it. I dashed behind the couch and bent over with my chest resting on the back and my arms hanging over. Anthony took his sweet time walking round, first starting another video from what seemed to be a massive porn archive. Just before the video began I felt a hot wet tongue pressing against me hole and arched my back. The image of another boy appeared on the screen. He had that blissful, fucked-out look that can only come to a bottom from servicing tops who need them. The camera was held by the top and he zoomed in on his raw cock siding into the boys now slack and cum covered hole. I gasped as Anthony had just slid his tongue inside me. I began to thrust back against him. The boy on the screen was moaning in ecstasy as the top’s fat cock stretched his already sloppy boy-cunt. As Anthony started to add fingers into the mix I thought for the first time 'God I’m jealous of that boy'. I heard moment behind me and felt Anthony remove his tongue and fingers but I was too engrossed with watching the fat cock pound cum out of the boy’s hole to look behind me. Then at the same moment several things happened. I felt a slight pressure on my hole, the camera on screen changed positions for a second and I saw that the top pounding this boy into oblivion was no other then the one who not three seconds ago had been eating my hole, and lastly I felt my hole explode inwards as Anthony slammed his massive tool home. I let out a scream, and tried to turn and face him but he held me firm and kept his cock in place. We both stood like that for a moment while I caught my breath again. “Please tell me you put a condom on?” I spluttered through racked breaths. “I only fuck raw kid. If you would have read my profile more carefully instead of just looking at the pictures you would know that.” And with that he began to pull out and then just as suddenly as the first time slammed back in. My hole stretched quickly under his assault, and just as quickly I began to feel waves of pleasure with each thrust so powerful that I forgot all about the condom. The boy on the video was gasping and moaning just like I was as I clung to the sofa for support. It was just as things started to feel good that I realized something felt different about this fuck. I realized it wasn’t just that my hole was being stretched wider then probably ever before, but I felt more in tune with Anthony - as he pounded me I felt like I could feel every bump and twist in his massive cock. I knew that it was because his cock was in me raw, that I could feel all of it. I don’t know how I came to understand this, but I did. The video ended with Anthony shouting as he filled up the boy with his load. That will be me soon I though somewhere deep in my mind, and instead of panicking I was excited. I wanted him to fill me up, to dump his load in my boy-cunt. Anthony pulled out from my hole completely, leaving me gaping and empty. Then his face showed-up right next to mine. Fuck sweat running along his cheeks, “On the floor boy. Now that you know your place as a raw bottom, it's time to teach you how to be a cumdump.” His strong hands knocked me to the ground and I positioned myself on my back, my feet resting on his shoulders. He wasted no time in sliding his cock back inside my now loose sloppy cunt. And then the pounding began again, sometimes slowly and sometimes like he was trying to break up concrete. As drops of sweat fell from him landing all over my body, his gaze never left mine. He told me what a sweet hole I had and how when he was done with it I would really be a bottom boy like I was meant to be. I just whimpered and moaned like the boy in the video. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried balls deep in my hole, and said “Tell me what you want.” I was unsure of what to say, so I gasped, “I want you to pound my hole.” “No boy, tell me what you really need, tell me what you need for this fat raw cock up your cunt.” His load, that was what I wanted. Ever sense I had seen the boy in the second video being bred by the magnificent cock that was currently pulsing deep inside my ass. “Your load,” I muttered. “I can’t hear you.” “I want your load. I want you to cum inside me.” “You want me to fill you with my spunk?” “Yes, fill me up!” “You wanna get bred, don’t you?” “Yes, please, breed me!” “Good boy.” And with that he resumed pounding but this time quicker and more animalistic. Every so often he would grunt out, “Tell me how much you want my load?” “More then anything" I would reply. After about ten more minutes of relentless fucking he half moaned half shouted, “You ready to become a cumdump?” “God yes.” “Good 'cause here come my load.” He slammed all the way into my ass and I could feel his cock pulsing as the cum rushed into my gut giving me a warm sticky feeling inside. Guys had cum in condoms while fucking me before but it was nothing like this. I had never felt so fulfilled sexually and yet so lustful at the same time. I knew I had served my purpose but I wanted more. Anthony rocked back and forth forcing my hole to milk every last drop of cum from my hole before he pulled his still rock hard cock out. I felt so empty as my legs fell from his shoulders and he stood up. I just lay there looking up at the Italian god who had just bred my hole, given me my first load. I reached back and felt my sloppy hole. Anthony had been right to call it a cunt and truly I no longer had a tight boy hole, but a wet sloppy loose cunt. And I loved it. I fingered myself a little, and then stuck my cummy fingers in my mouth and sucked. Anthony just watched, a smile of satisfaction on his face. After a few moments I made to get up but Anthony said “Just lay there for a minute, I’m not done with you yet.” He left the room and I went back to fingering my messy hole. I could hear that Anthony was on the phone for a moment and then I heard what sounded like typing and then another phone call, a bit more typing and then silence. Then he was back, still hard as a rock with a big grin on his face. “Damn boy, you’re just going to town aren’t you?” I stopped for a moment and bushed. I has been so intrigued by my new sloppy hole that I hadn’t noticed that I had shoved in four fingers as deep as they would go and was now pounding away. “Get those fingers out of there so I can give you another load before your evening really gets going, boy.” I didn’t know what he meant about 'my night getting going' but I did know that I wanted his cock back inside of me, as well as more of his warm hot cum, so I pulled my fingers out of my ass cleaned the off in my mouth and rolled over onto all fours presenting him with my still gaping hole. He chuckled, squatted down behind me and easily slid his fat cock inside and began pounding away again. Just as Anthony was really picking up steam and I could tell that my second load of the night was on its way there was a firm knock on the door. Anthony paused for a moment to shout “It’s open,” before returning to pounding me....
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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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I suggest a thread in which those interested agree to convene in Chicago a yet to be determined date to celebrate the end of the pandemic by helping our grifters charge up. I know my cock and hole arnt the only ones twitching. Indiana here but will travel back to Chitown for party. Willing to organize, open to messages. Praise Asmodeus.
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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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Jeff and I have been friends since high school. You could not find two guys who are more different than we are. Jeff is 5’9”, 250 pounds, pudgy, bearded, quiet, a big fan of pornography, but with little dating or sexual experience. I on the other hand am 5’11”, 170 pounds, with spiked blonde hair, a motor mouth, with little interest in porn but big interests in dating and sex. For the past ten years, Jeff has been content to listen to all of my stories about the numerous female conquests I’ve gathered up from college and work. Jeff would then usually comment that most of his evenings were spent jerking off while watching Ashlyn Gere or Christy Canyon films. With my wit, it’s easy to mock Jeff about his lack of pussy. He’s usually a pretty good sport about it. Once or twice a month Jeff will come and visit me for the weekend. Most of our time is spent watching hockey, going to the movies, or dueling at video games. This past January, Jeff was over and we decided to spend most of the day playing video games. Now, aside from his lack of sex, Jeff is also pathetic when it comes to video games. I had managed to thrash him in basically every game we had played. Trust me, they weren’t even close! He’s also not a very good loser. And, being a typical guy, I had to send quite a bit of verbal mocking his way. “Ok wise guy,” Jeff finally said, “Let’s make a bet on who wins the next game.” “Sure thing,” I said. Jeff continued, “Fine. The winner gets to name their prize.” We shook on it. My mind was already thinking money. “Good,” I said. “If I win I want $50”. “No problem,” Jeff said. He took a long pause and added, “But if I win, you have to give me a blow job.” “What!” I was shocked. A few times in my life the thought of sucking a guy’s dick had crossed my mind, but it was the furthest thing away today. “That seems a bit extreme.” Jeff played it cool. “Hey, you shook on it…but if you’re afraid you’ll lose…” Now, I never back down from a challenge so I added, “Not on your life. Let’s get this bet going.” After all, I was riding a terrific unbeaten streak. The fates must have suddenly aligned against me though, because fifteen minutes later…I LOST! So, there we were sitting in my living room. For the first time all-day I was silent. Jeff, however, had a smug grin on his face as he got up and closed the blinds to my windows and patio door. As I sat on the floor, I was so stunned that I paid little attention as Jeff pulled off his shirt and began removing his shoes and socks. It was the sound of his zipper that snapped me out of my trance. Shocked I looked over to see Jeff slowly dropping his blue jeans around his ankles. He had a very hairy body with a fairly large beer belly hanging over his tight white jockey shorts. My eyes were caught somewhere between the large bulge in his shorts and that permanent smile that was plastered across his lips. “Ok,” Jeff said. “I’m ready to collect on our bet.” As he said this, Jeff stepped out of his jeans and pointed to the ever-growing bulge in his drawers. Staying low to the floor, I crawled over in front of Jeff. It was a slow crawl because I hoped that any second Jeff was going to say, “Gotcha! I was just kidding.” The actual words that came out of his mouth were, “You’ll need to remove those on your own.” Pointing to his only remaining piece of clothing. There were butterflies in my stomach as I kneeled in front of Jeff. I shakily reached up and began sliding his underwear off. I only got them a few inches down before his hard cock managed to get hooked on the strap. I adjusted the tension on the band and managed to get them down to his feet, thankfully without actually having to touch his cock. The thought of his dick being in my mouth was a little more than I could fathom. I spent a long time looking down at the carpet and Jeff’s feet. Unfortunately, Jeff didn’t feel like backing out. When I looked forward, I was only inches from a thick bushel of dark pubic hair that was surrounding Jeff’s enormous cock. It was rock solid and pointing due north about 8 inches. Like Jeff, it was fat! The head was pink and growing larger with each passing second. Underneath his cock were two monster balls hanging low. Long moments of silence passed. “Well,” Jeff said. “You’re not going to back out are you?” “No,” I said quietly. “Good.” Jeff’s cock gave a couple eager twitches as he purposely tensed his muscles. "Because I need to blow my load." His eagerness was really starting to scare me. “But I’ve never given a blow job before," I nervously got out. “I know,” Jeff said. “I’ve had to listen to you brag about all the girls who’ve sucked your dick all these years. Over and over, that’s all I’d hear. It pissed me off because the only action I was getting was when I jacked off. Well, this is my chance to shut you up, because my cock’s going to be crammed in your mouth.” He reached down with one hand and pointed his dick towards my mouth. “You’re probably nervous so I’ll help you out.” With that, Jeff placed his other hand on the back of my head and moved my head towards the tip of his fat cock. As I closed in I decided to simply accept my fate and open my mouth. I was amazed at how hot his rod was as it slid into my mouth. I slowly began moving my head forward and back. It slid a little deeper with each motion. With my eyes closed I could picture the tip of Jeff’s dick sliding further and further down my throat. Jeff let go of the back of my head and instructed me to continue bobbing with the same rhythm. A few minutes passed and I could feel his rigid shaft slick with my spit. The tension was leaving me. I heard a moan and realized for the first time that Jeff was enjoying my work. I decided to open my eyes. I looked up and met his eyes. As Jeff stared down into my eyes he told me, “This is the first blow job I’ve ever gotten. I love the look of my cock in your mouth!” This really made me feel good. I suddenly decided to put a little more effort into my work. Our eyes remained locked as I began slurping on what I began to think of as a luscious tool. I pulled his shaft from my mouth and began licking furiously at his huge nuts. I loved the feel of his balls as they rolled around on my tongue. His smell was deep and musky. I tried to breathe in as much of it as I could. Meanwhile, my hand continued pumping on his long hard length. “Oh god!” Jeff moaned. “Feel like you’re going to cum?” I asked. “Yes,” Jeff managed as sweat began dripping from his forehead. “And I haven’t jerked off in weeks, so if you don’t put my cock back in your mouth I may shoot out an eye!” That was all I needed. I released his cock and immediately jammed it deep into my throat. I began sucking furiously as my hands massaged his wonderful sack. A few seconds later his balls tightened and Jeff’s hips gave a shudder forward. The next thing I knew a blast of hot juice squirted from the tip of his dick. A second and third shot followed and my mouth was filling up fast. Reflexively I moved to pull back but Jeff thrust both hands on the back of my head and moved his pole deeper into my mouth. “I want you to swallow it!” He groaned. “And keep on sucking every last drop right out of my cock!” I did as I was told. My face was buried against his hefty belly. As I continued to feel his tool shoot into me, I moved my hands to his ass and began squeezing tight. “Oh yeah!” Jeff shouted. “Keep sucking! Suck it all!” He has breathing like a marathon runner! His fingers tightening in my hair. I sucked on his cock pulling drops of cum from deep inside of him. The feeling was incredible! A few minutes passed and Jeff still held my head fast on his cock. I could feel his slick tool slowly softening on my tongue. I couldn’t tell him, but I didn’t want him to pull that wonderful dick from my mouth. Sadly, after another minute, Jeff let me go and slid his cock from me. He took a few steps backwards and collapsed onto my couch. His breathing was finally calming down and I could see sweat glistening all over his body. As I got up and moved over to a chair, Jeff reached over to the coffee table and lit up one of his cigars. “Hey not in here,” I said. “You know I hate the smell of those in my apartment.” “I know, but things are going to be a little different around here now,” Jeff said taking a few healthy puffs. “What’s that mean?” Jeff smiled. “Well for starters. Any time you get the urge to brag about getting laid or feel the desire to put me down in front of the guys, just remember that you sucked my cock. It was a fair bet and I can tell anyone I want.” I was shocked! This was not what I needed the other guys to know. But before I could voice my concerns he continued. “Don’t worry though, I won’t.” He leaned back and blew out a long breath of smoke. “But any time I want, you’re going to be sucking on my cock.” His free hand reached down and adjusted his spent tool. Surprisingly this didn’t offend me as much as it would have merely an hour earlier. “I thought this was a one time bet?” Jeff smiled. “Well it was. But damn, Mitch. You suck a great dick! I’d be stupid not to keep this going. Besides, I don’t have to worry about going out and getting a girlfriend anytime soon. Plus, I won’t feel like a loser the next time you brag to me. You can go and get all the pussy you want, go have your dick sucked by as many girls as you can. But when we hang out I’ll always know that you’re the one who’s on his knees worshipping my cock!” Jeff looked triumphantly towards the ceiling and rolled the cigar around in his mouth savoring the taste. "As a matter of fact," he said as he adjusted his cock, "I think I'm ready for another one...right now." Yes, I thought, it sure looked like things were going to be different. I moved forward, opened my mouth, and took Jeff's spent but growing hard dick into me. I could still taste his last load covering the shaft but as I looked his balls were already tightening up, preparing the next delivery. Our bet was over...but things were going to be moving along faster than I could have prepared myself. TO BE CONTINUED...
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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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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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I stumbled across this quite by accident: (That's a transparent lie, of course. It wasn't accidental at all.) Read the part where it says "Serving Size". 1 cup (240 ml) (70 ejaculates). The accepted standard single serving size for cum is 70 loads. No wonder I'm starving. I remember the first time I tasted cum - it was my own. I was a young teenager, and wondered what this stuff was, and put some on my tongue. I don't remember what I thought at the time. I do remember the first time I thought of taking it straight from my cock to my mouth, though; I was all for it (and much, much, much more flexible) and was incredibly turned on as I watched my own cock swell to the point of bursting like looking down the barrel of a gun. But when I popped, something odd happened. My aim was good and I got a mouthful, but at that moment, all the eagerness to do it instantly evaporated, and I found myself with a mouthful of cum and no sexual desire. I was torn between swallowing it and spitting it out. Swallowing it would mean accepting what I had just done. Spitting it out would mean having to deal with it further. I swallowed it. I don't know if that choice marked a major life choice or not, but it wasn't the last time I lined up my cock for that shot. In fact, I kept working at it until no aim was needed, and I could suck my own cockhead. The feeling of my own cum shooting into my mouth is somehow not the same as taking another man's load - it's a double-mind-rush of orgasm and explosion of taste and acceptance of penetration at the same time. Alas, my youthful exuberance came back to bite me later in the form of a ruptured spinal disc. It may have been a high price to pay for the experience of autofellatio, but I won't say it wasn't worth it. I only know it ain't happening again.To be honest, my mouth has never been my favorite hole. I would ten times rather take your load in my ass, and I only feel truly bred when a man has taken me like a stud takes his bitch or his mare. But today... today I need my Recommended Daily Allowance.
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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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