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on saturday november 3rd i went to my first bathhouse and loved it! i went to club orlando athletic adventures and got 11 loads!!!! when i first entered the bathhouse i was like a kid in a candy store and didnt know which way to go first i hit the steam room chilled for a while and next thing you know i had to daddy type guys rubbing on me playing with my hole so i proceeded to suck one of them off while the other guy started rimming my boyhole after a while i felt a cock being pressed on my ass being the little slut i am.....i pushed back and had a cock in my ass it didnt take to long for the guy to grunt and call out "im cumming" the guy i was sucking off turned me around and started pounding the hell out of me he also came in me.... i went to the area where all the rooms are and some white guy with blonde hair and a bunch of tattoos called me over he asked me "want to be my slut boy?" i said yes.....(of course i said yes) he took me in layed me on his bed and rammed his cock in me i screamed in pleasure i guess i was making a bit of noise cause others came by and started watching the guy then went balls deep and told me "take this load boy!" so hot.... he took his dick out and to my suprise i got filled up with another cock this happened all night i was so full of cum it was just leaking out of my used boyhole.... im forsure going back and soon!
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I interviewed with Charles when I was 21. He was everything I wanted to be. An accomplished lawyer, he had it all figured out. He had been to the right school, met the right man, lived an openly gay life, completely beyond reproach. He was about 5'-10,” and burly. He had a five o'clock shadow by 3PM. Not only did I want to work with him, I wanted to BE him, or at least be WITH him. We met at a round-table speed-date kind of job interview that my University had organized, at a local hotel conference room. My boyfriend had come along and had his own interviews with prospective firms. Charles seemed to like what I had to offer. He invited me to dinner that night with his husband, and we all seemed to hit it off. After the meal, his husband, Rob, went to bed, and we stayed in the hotel restaurant to continue talking about job prospects. After two glasses of wine, I felt his knees touching mine. He leaned forward and I could feel his hot breath all over my face as he invited me back to their suite, “for a night cap.” We took the elevator upstairs and I could feel him undressing me with his eyes. As soon as we were in his suite's living room, he tore my clothes off. The door to the bedroom was open, but Rob must have been asleep, or not interested in disturbing us. Charles stripped me down, peeling off my clothes, and sucked my cock down to the root. He could sense I was about to cum, and pulled off. “Not yet, you fucker. I have plans for you.” He bent me over and spread my ass cheeks. He gasped as he fingered my asshole. While I had a boyfriend, Liam, and loved to eat his hole and fuck him, but I had never been fucked, and it took a lot of rubbing and licking before Charles got one knuckle in there. I whimpered and gulped for air as he managed to get two fingers sliding in and out. He spun me around to swallow his beer-can thick cock, forcing my head down. I was in heaven and figured it was worth it if it got me the job. Charles sat down on the sofa, milking his incredibly thick hairy cock and balls. He fingered his own ass with one hand, as he beckoned me with the other, guiding my bare hole down onto his meat. I thought about asking for a condom, but I didn't want to loose out on a chance at a great job. I lowered myself down, facing the open doorway to Rob's bedroom, slowly receiving inch after inch of his wide dick. I bottomed out and started riding Charles, my own hard cock bouncing against my taught torso and drooling precum. Charles wiped up a long syrupy string of my dick drool and fingered it into his hole. To this day, don't know if Charles' husband Rob knew what was going on. “You gonna take my load, boy? You think you're good enough to take my cum? Gonna take my hot load? Gonna let me breed you? Gonna let me charge you up” “Oh yes. Fill me up! Make me a man!!!” Charles filled my cunt with his cum as I shot my own load all over my chest. When he realized that I had cum, he wiped my load into his palm and scooped it into his own hole. He pulled me off of his slackened tool and made me clean it. “Looks like you're hired. As much as I liked fucking you, you should know my ass is going to need regular servicing. I got charged up in the 80s and have been spreading it ever since. Here's hoping you can help me spread it around. It's cute boys like you who can get into any cunt raw... That's what we need. Welcome to the brotherhood...” With that, he kissed me hard, wrapping his furry arm around my neck. I really didn't know what he was talking about, but knew I wanted more of Charles' cock. Charles walked into his and Rob's bedroom, flopped down onto the bed, and passed out. I pulled my clothes on, and tiptoed out of the suite. I pulled my clothes on in the elevator and got out on my floor. I went into the room I was sharing with Liam, also a pre-law student, and undressed. He could smell the man-musk all over me as soon as I entered. “Have a nice time at your interview?” He knew I had cheated on him to get a job, and he just smirked at me, pulling down my underwear. He dropped to his knees and swallowed my cock. He pulled off and looked up, slightly confused. “You didn't fuck?” He was surprised that he couldn't taste ass juice on my dick. I grinned mischievously and turned around, offering my used cunt to him. He laughed out load and dove in, eating Charles' cum as it dripped down my thighs. He got hard rimming my ass and bent me over, sliding in effortlessly. Charles' cock was literally the same size as a can of beer, so Liam had no problem working his tool into me. “You've got me so hot. I can feel his load sloshing around in you,” he wheezed into my ear. His shallow breathing quickened and I could feel every pulse of his cock as he shot his load and worked Charles' load deeper and deeper into my guts. I came a second time, wasting my load onto the floor. To be continued...
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Another Confession. When I have an extended stay in Dallas, I always try to drop by either Midtown, or Club Dallas the night before I leave town, and crash there to get a few hours sleep before leaving town. I know, I know, it’s for play not sleep, but it’s cheap, and yes I do partakeJ One particular weekend when I went I had just checked in and had my duffle bag, and the clothes, I would be wearing the next day. I got a room on the floor with the maze on it. I’m sure some of you have been there would agree, that the whole building seems like a big multi-storied maze, but I digress. As I was walking up the flight of stairs, a boy stepped out of his room, which faced the stairs. I literally ran into him. “Hi,” he says, “my name is Kevin.” I tip my head and say howdy back, as I look him over. “I saw you come in from the roof with my friends. “Oh," I said. “I wanted to meet you, are you a real cowboy?” I answered as put my duffle bag down to shake his hand. “Well, yes, in fact, I even used to be a bull rider.” The boy, who was a bit smaller than I, had soft hands, and except for a light treasure trail, no body hair that I can see. He smelled lightly of alcohol, and cologne. Of course with his white briefs, and a towel around his waste, I couldn’t tell much about what was below that. “I’m so nervous , this is my first time here” following-up with the question "Do you come here often?” “No,” I replied, “it’s been a while for me.” “Would you come in and talk with me?” He asked. Figuring that this might go somewhere interesting, I obliged the boy and he closed the door behind us. I put my duffle bag down and lay my fresh clothes over it. The boy sat on the bed. “So Kevin, what’s on your mind?” He blurted out really fast, “I wanted to know if you‘d fuck me! I‘ve always fantasized about being with a cowboy." “Sure” I said, and leaning over, I kissed him. As I did so I started getting hard, so I pushed Kevin down down onto his knees and he started licking my cock through my jeans, with his head right up against my belt buckle. It felt awesome, and within seconds I was all wet and hard. I reached down and popped the buttons on my jeans, and he pulled my cock out and started licking the head and trying to suck me. From the way his teeth kept getting in the way, I could tell he hadn’t had much practice. I suggested he lay on the bed and suck my cock. As he stood-up to re-position himself, I pulled-off his towel. “You won’t be needing this.” I kissed him again and he lay on the bed, his head hanging off the end of the mattress so I put my cock into his mouth. Just about that time there was a knock on his door, “Hey Kevin, you coming back up?” the voice outside said. Kevin answered back, “I want to take a nap. Maybe later.” “Okay, but I don’t know how you’re going to meet anyone locked up in this room" the voice answered back. And with that the conversation ended and Kevin went back to sucking me, just the head at first, but over the next 10 to 15 minutes, I managed to get him to take my whole cock down his throat. The feeling was fantastic, and watching his throat open out as I pushed deeper each time, I pulled out and pushed back in. He did gag quite a bit, and the slobber on his face just made it even hotter. I reached down and fisted his cock a bit, then bent over and sucked it, licking the precum from the tip. I started unbuttoning my shirt. “You like that don’t you boy?” I asked. He tried to answer, but his response was muffled by my cock. I re-positioned him on the bed. When I moved to take my hat off, he asked me to leave it on, so I obliged. “Please sir.” He said. I thought to myself 'This is gonna be fun'. As he laid back on the bed I propped his head up with the pillow, and towel, and face fucked him for a little bit. “Be sure you get it good and wet.” I said. Then I pulled out and lifted his legs, spat on his hole and started working in a finger. 'Damn he’s so tight' I thought as he gasped in pleasure (or was it pain?). I worked in a second finger, unbuckling my belt at the same time. He adjusted the pillow and started biting it. After a few minutes and some more spit the boy settled down and was trembling some. “You Okay?” I asked. “Yes sir” he responded. I positioned my hard cock at his hole and start pushing in, saying "Let me know if I am hurting you and I’ll stop." He just shook his head yes. I bent over him as I worked my cock into his hole and sucked on his tongue, and, of course, encouraging him suck on mine. Then I leaned-over and began nibbling on his ear, whispering “You’re so tight. You like my big cowboy cock in your hole?” "Yes sir" he said as he gasped for air. I started fucking him slowly at first to give him a chance to adjust, then when he wasn't gasping as much, I started going deeper and harder, and faster. I felt my cock growing inside his tight hole. I held his legs and torso against my torso, so his face was about even with the top of my chest. He starts to bite, then backs off. “It’s okay" I said, adding "You can bite if you need to" and positioned his head and pulled it against my chest as I fucked him. We fucked for a good 15 or 20 minutes in this position. He continuously moaned and gasped saying "Fuck, fuck" between gasps and nibbles at my tits. His bites made makes me even harder and about then I came, grunting “I’m cumming boy! Do you feel me?” "Yes" [gasp] "sir, yes, I feel it." When I’m done I lift back up and just keep fucking him as I grab his cock. That’s all it took and he starts shooting his load. It hit’s the wall behind him, and bend down and lick some of the cum off his cock, and dribble it in his mouth as I kiss him. We are kissing for a few minutes as my cock gets hard again, and I cum in him again fairly quick. Then I start softening. When I pull out, I notice the blood on my cock, the sheets, and his hole is seeping pink. Sorry about that I say. “Are you safe?” he asks, “we should have used a condom.” “Yes, Kevin I’m safe, and we could have if you had asked, I would have been glad too. The time to ask these questions is before not after.” “Yes sir” “Did you enjoy your fantasy?” I asked. “Yes, I did thanks. Will you stay with me for a bit?” “Okay” I said. He responded saying “I want to be honest with you - you won’t tell on me will you?” “Well I don’t even know what it is I would be telling now do I, Kevin?” I asked with a grin and a chuckle. “I’m not old enough to be here, I’m only ___. My friends and I got fake IDs, and they took me out tonight for my birthday. You’re the first guy I’ve had sex with, well other than mutual jacking. I’ve always been too scared to do anything.” “Okay, your secret is safe with me. So, I'm the first? Really?" I followed-up. "Yes sir” he responded. “I’d better go clean up” he said, asking me for my phone number. I told him I didn't live in Dallas. As he headed to the showers I buckled my belt, grabbed my stuff and headed to my room. I saw him a little later with his buddies, and he pointed me out to them. I couldn't hear what was said but later (in the maze) I fucked both of his buddies.
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I thought I'd try a story, so here it is, true by the way, and one of the five reasons I became BI. I didn't become sexually active until I was in college at the age of 19 or 20, with a women who my sister set me up on a date. She was my first consensual sex, and unfortunately much older than my mom. I actually went to high school with her son and daughter, who had a difficult time with us dating. Eventually she became controlling, and we broke up soon after I turned 21. Which brings me to our story. I lived in an apartment by myself at this time, and the weekend after the breakup, I was supposed to go out to a club with my neighbors, but it fell through. While I was trying to decide what to do that night, I heard a knock on the door. It was Joe, a friend of mine from high school, who was a couple of years behind me. I invited him to come in, admittedly surprised to see him, and I asked "What are you was up to?" To which he responded "Can you get me some beer? Kathy and I just broke up, and I feel like drinking." I said "Sure." He took a seat on the couch, I threw him the remote, and said "Watch a movie, I'll be back in a bit." Now, Joe is a good looking young man with sandy blonde hair which is always cut short. He is a big drinker and frequently parties. We normally floated in different circles, his the slacker, pothead group, and, while I was not really in any one group, I rode rodeo with some other buddies from high school and did many other civic activities. I was known to be pretty uptight. (NOTE: I have mellowed a lot with age, LOLOL.) When I got back he was watching The Man from Snowy River on the VCR, and playing with the deck of cards left on the coffee table from a poker game a few nights before. I walked in and said "I did you one better, Joe, I got us some Vodka, and beer. I think I will join you, Shirley and I just broke up a few days ago." I hung my cowboy hat on the hat rack, and went to the kitchen, and got out the orange juice. "What do you want to start with? Beer or Vodka?" He choose beer. I threw him one and made my drink. Then I went in and sat in my chair in front of the TV. After going through about half the bottle of vodka, and most of the beer, he suggested we play cards while we watching movies and bitch about our ex's. I don't remember which movie we were watching at that point, but it ended, and he was going through my movies and noticed the X-rated tapes, asking "Wanna watch one of these?" "Sure" I replied, and he put the movie into the VHS player. By this time we were both two sheets to the wind. I don't even remember what card game we were playing, but watching the adult movie was definitely making both of us hard. Our conversation moved to a recent party we had both attended where, just as I left the party, everyone started playing Truth or Dare. "You want to play" he asked? "Sure, why not?" I replied, adding "Okay - choose Truth or Dare." He picks 'Dare'. I gave him the last full shot of the vodka. My turn, I picked 'Truth' and he asked "Have you ever smoked pot?" I answered "No." "Oh, dude" he replied, "I can't believe that, why not?" "Just not something in which I ever had an interest. My turn. Truth or Dare?" He picked 'Truth'. I asked "Why do you drink so much?" With that he launched into a description of his home life. His turn and I pick 'Dare' and, he blurted-out "I dare you to let me see your cock." I stood and, and almost falling back down onto the chair, unzipped my jeans and whipped-out my hard cock out and managed to promptly sat back down in my chair. "I'm so horny, can we jack-off while watching the movie?" he asked. "Sure, why not," I replied, and without ceremony he pulled-out his cock and we started jacking. His cock was about eight long and was quite thick. I asked him "Truth or dare." He picked 'Dare'. "I dare you to take your clothing off and go outside run around the parking lot and come back in." He accepted the 'Dare', stripped, and, disappearing out the door, apparently ran around the apartment building. Stepping through the door - naked, he took his seat saying "My turn. 'Truth or Dare'?" "Dare" I replied. "I dare you to let me suck your cock." "Gee, I don't know about that one, Joe, but it is a Dare, so okay, go ahead." He moved over to my chair, pulled my jeans down further, and, kneeling over my crotch, put his tongue on the tip of my cock. "I can't believe we're doing this" I blurted. Without commenting, he took my cock into his mouth and started sucking. After a few minutes, he stopped, and moving back to the couch, he then said "Truth or Dare?" "Ahem, my turn remember?" I asked "Oh, yeah" he replied, laughing. I said "Obviously you had something in mind. What did you want me to pick?" "No, I just.... Okay, Truth or Dare?" "Truth" he said. I laughed and said "Okay, have you ever done this before?" "No" he answered, adding "I wanted to, and you are the one person everyone knows they can trust. I knew you wouldn't tell anyone if you said 'No'." "Fair enough" I replied. "Truth or Dare" he challenged. "Dare." "I dare you to suck me." "I figured as much," I said, as I began stripping off my clothing." I pulled my boots off, then my jeans, and, moving over to the couch where Joe was seated, I went down between his legs and mimicked what he did with me. After a few minutes he said "Let me get on the floor and we can do each other." "Fine by me." With that he lay on the floor and we started sucking each other for several minutes. About then the movie ended. "Let's move this to the bedroom" I suggested. "Okay" he replied. Joe grabbed his underwear, I picked-up my clothing and he followed me into to the bedroom where we both climbed into the bed. We began feeling each other up, and ended-up wrestling a a bit. I ended-up on top of him, my cock in his mouth, and we went at it for a while. Then he pushed me back saying "I want to try fucking." "Okay" I replied. He rolled over and I spat on his hole and then tried to work my cock into him. After I while I got in. It felt wonderful. His breath was short, he gasped, and said "Oh, that hurts" but we keep going for a few minutes anyway. Finally I pulled out and there was blood on the end of my cock so I got a towel and cleaned-up some. Joe resumed sucking me a bit longer and then asked if I was close to cumming. I replied, saying that it usually took me a long time, and suggested we switch gears and get him off. "Can I try fucking you?" he asked. "Well, it's only fair after all I just fucked you" I replied and I lay on my stomach. It took him a while to penetrate and it hurt like hell. We only went at it for a few minutes, when he pulled-out and we cleaned-up. Then we went back to 69'ing. Within a few minutes he grunted "I'm gonna cum" so I pulled-off, and he jacked himself, blowing an impressive load. I fingered-up some of his cum and tasted it - kind of salty. He then tasted his own cum. With that I started jacking-off, intent on getting off. Joe said "Dude, I'm tired" to which I replied "Well, you can sleep her here on the couch" and he answered "Great, but I want to see you get off." He passed out, however, before that happened. Joe and I got together several more times over the years and fooled around. It really turned him on when he was almost get caught. Several years later he dated a young woman I had dated. One day she came to my job and asked me point blank "If Joe bi?" I replied, "Well, did he tell you that he was?" She answered saying, no, he hadn't, but her intuition told her otherwise, and she thought I might know since I had known him for several years, adding she knew I wouldn't lie to her. I told her maybe she should ask him and promptly changed the subject. Straycowboy
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This is my first post on BZ. It's not specifically bb sex but idk where else to post it haha. So it was my sophomore year of college, second semester. Since being at school I had been chatting with a lot of guys on the gay meebo chat rooms and I was looking at gay porn constantly. I wanted to know and experience more. I had started looking up sex shops in the area and found a local adult book store. I read a couple reviews but still did not understand what really went on there. I was still very inexperienced and stuff - I was just really curious. So one night I decided to go. I just wanted to check it out. I was not familiar with the bus routes so I decided to walk. It was a couple miles away I think and I didn't know how to get there so I got lost a bunch but eventually found it. It was a narrow white building with two levels. The windows had either been darkened or there was stuff blocking the view if the inside. There were a couple neon signs that said "adult DVDs" on the front. I was sooooo nervous. I had never even glanced at porn magazines in other locations and here I was going to a place that only sold those! The entrance was on the side of the building. I walked in and a bell rings - it felt like the loudest bell ever - like it was announcing " here comes another perv with severe mental issues!" It smelled of cigarettes even after it was illegal to smoke inside. I try to stay under the radar and not make eye contact. I walk over to the DVDs on the wall. It's dark in the building and pretty old and shady. I guess the atmosphere fit my mindset. I was pretending to look interested in the straight porn while glancing around to see where the gay stuff was. After I spotted it I walked over but didn't even stop to look. I still felt like the owner would see me and judge me for looking at the gay stuff. Then I notice that as the hall goes back into the building it gets really dark. I had no idea that this place had what I would later learn to be a "video arcade" where you pay to go into a booth and watch porn and jack off or whatever. I wander around for a not noticing some doors closed and some open, some with porn audio and some not. A few guys are kinda standing there in the back, some walk by me and say "Hey, how are you?". I had no idea that being friendly meant a lot more once I walked through the door. I notice a machine that despensed tokens (what you need to pay for the porn - like an actual arcade- cute eh?) so I try putting in a dollar and it wouldn't work. I fumble with it for a little while when this elderly man comes out of the dark and says "That hasn't worked in years, you have to get them from the counter" I tell him thanks. Crap, I had to face the guy at the counter and make it obvious I want to be a perv in his store. I give him a five and he gives me a ton of tokens. With my treasure in my pocket I walk back down the hall- heart still racing- and go into the first empty room I see. I go in and turn around to close the door and a man stops me and asks "Can I join you?" I'm a huge pushover and do stuff to appease people so I'm like "uhhh sure" and let him in even though I wanted to be alone. I was confused why he asked to join me. Do guys usually watch stuff together? Did he expect me to do stuff in the same room? I thought fine I'll let him come in to have my room then I am leaving to go somewhere else. It was dark so I couldn't really see him clearly but he was probably in his late 30s and was shorter than me and had some facial hair - pretty average looking guy. He went to the other side of the room where there was a door I hadn't noticed yet. As he locks it he says "You have to remember to lock this one cuz guys sometimes will try to come in this door." I'm like "oh, ok." At this point I was still thinking I was the only gay guy and these other guys just come to get off by themselves after work or whatever. He walks back to where I am standing (right by the door still) he gets some tokens out of his pocket and puts them into the machine as he says "So what do u want to watch? A gay one?" I say "I don't care" because at this point I was still planning on leaving. But I was still hesitant to let him know I was gay and didn't want to say "Yeah a gay one cuz I'm gay" so I pretended to not care. He clicks through the channels of porn and stops at a video of two young kids - twinks- sitting on a couch wearing army clothes I think. They are sucking each other off I think. The guy is still looking at the screen and with one hand he reaches over to me and grabs my crotch! I freaked out!! I froze completely!! I could not believe what he was doing!! Who said I wanted him to?! I didn't. How do I make it stop? I couldn't even talk. Not a muscle on my body even twitched. I was just staring at the screen. I didn't even know what the twinks on the screen were doing anymore because I was just thinking about what kinda fucked up situation I was in. Did I even enjoy it? It was dangerous and new. - I felt wrong. No one had ever touched me there besides my doctor. This guy was rubbing me pretty hard and I guess I liked it cuz I had a boner. After a bit he got down on his knees abd started to unzipped my jeans. OMG he is going to suck my dick! Should I leave? I don't know! I don't know! In an instant he had my cock out in his hand and heading towards his mouth. It was strange to see my penis in this context. Before, it was always in my hand - now it looked like someone had cropped my penis from a picture and pasted onto a gay porn background. My cock was in his mouth - what a strange feeling. Nothing like I had experienced before. Wet. Warm. Moving. I could feel his facial hair on my shaft and at the base of my penis as he slid his mouth up and down. I guess there is no turning back now. I can't believe this is where I'm going to have my first sex experience. This is a gross place. Nice job me. He stops once. He was trying to make eye contact with me but I was weirded out and kept avoiding it. He was looking up and noticed my shirt. I had on a shirt from my community college that I attended my freshman year. He asked what the shirt said. Then he continued sucking me off. I looked at the screen again and the porn had run out. Instead of the screen going blank it was playing the movie "Master and Commander" with Russel Crowe but there was no sound. I thought that was weird. So there I was watching the movie with no sound and this guy is sucking on my cock. It felt good but I still felt guilty. I could tell I was gonna cum soon. I don't usually cum while standing up, and because I was standing up I started to twitch and shake as I got close. My body tends to do that. - like if my foot is resting at a certain angle it starts to shake like crazy. That's kinda what happened with my legs. I had to reposition them to get it to stop but it still happened lol. So I shakily came in his mouth and I could feel him swallow my cum. He didn't stop sucking - he just kept on sucking. My dick was still pretty big and not limp. I think he sucked it for like 10 minutes or so cuz I didn't know how to end it. So I just leave? I just thought about that the while time. Eventually I just said "Hey I think I should get going. I have a lot of homework." He stopped. As I was zipping up he asked if I belonged to any gay groups on campus and I told him no. I awkwardly mumbled "thanks" and left the room. I felt like a slut. I walked past the counter and dropped all my tokens off at the front counter and walked out. I remeber feeling so much guilt walking home. I was listening to a Aleisha Keys cd as I walked the couple miles home- I don't know why - I never listen to her but at this moment I wasn't doing anything that made sense to me. I vowed that I would never do anything like that again - that vow would last about two years. -
It was the middle of May, school work, sports, and activities winding down to a crawl before graduation, when I realized I hadn't told my buddy, Jeremy, about my adventures with Dad. As if reading my mind, my phone rang and it was he, asking what I was doing on Saturday, and could we get together. I told him the only thing I had going was getting the pool ready for the Memorial Day weekend. He said he didn't mind helping, so we made it a date for him to come over for lunch and then help with the chore. That Saturday started out beautifully, sun shining, no clouds, and a guarantee from the TV weatherman that it would be warm all weekend. As usual, Jeremy showed up wearing nicer clothes than the occasion called for, polo shirt, khaki shorts, and slip-on tennis shoes. I told him I had some ratty shorts he could change into after lunch, and lead him back to the kitchen to fix us each a sandwich. After lunch, I asked him to come upstairs to get changed and lead the way to my bedroom. I rooted through one of my drawers to find a pair of shorts for each of us and tossed him a pair of old, green, cotton ones that looked like they'd seen better days. I found a similar pair for myself and started to get undressed while Jeremy did the same. I tried not to look as he was taking off his clothes, but it had been a while since I'd seen him naked and I couldn't resist the temptation. I was turned slightly away from him as I undressed but I watched him as he stepped out of his jockey shorts and got ready to slip on the green ones I had given him. His hairless torso was lean, with a swimmer's definition that tapered to a slim waist and round ass. His long legs were covered with soft, curly blond hair, already bleached out a little by the sun. The pubic hair around his dick was the color of summer wheat, the circumcised dick milky-white and veined, ending in a rose-colored head, which hung down around the bottom of his ball sack. I remembered sucking on that dick numerous times before and the thoughts were causing my own dick to stiffen a little. I quickly pulled on my work shorts and changed my thoughts to the tasks we needed to get done so I wouldn't spring a full-blown woody on him. Jeremy followed me back down to the pool where I had already laid out the buckets, brushes, and cleaners we would need to clean the pool. I mixed some cleaner and water in both buckets and sent him off to work on the spa while I started down in the shallow end of the pool. I had already drained the pool yesterday evening so there was only water in the deep end, which I would vacuum out later when I rinsed the walls after scrubbing them. Jeremy and I started talking about the end of school, what we were planning to do after graduation, catching up on the latest gossip, and other general best friend bullshit. It didn't take long for him to finish scrubbing the spa down, so I asked him to use the hose, rinse the cleaner off, and make sure their wasn't any leftover scum on the bottom. When he finished that, he brought his bucket and brush over to help on the over side of the pool. Both of us were sweating like mad as we hurried to get the remaining tiles cleaned and complete the job, the beads of perspiration soaking our shorts and matting down our hair. When we got the sides scrubbed, I opened the drain to let out the rest of the water and pulled the hose over to rinse everything off. While I was spraying down the sides, I let the hose wander in Jeremy's direction and really soaked him. I could tell he was trying to get mad, but the cold water must have felt good after all that exertion, so I turned it on myself so we'd be in the same condition. As the water receded, I made sure all the remaining dirt was washed down the drain so I could turn on the fill valves and get the pool back to normal. We cleaned out our buckets and brushes and put everything away, leaving the garden hose on full blast to fill up the spa. I went back into the kitchen to pour a couple more sodas in plastic glasses, grabbed a joint I had rolled from Dad's stash, and joined Jeremy on the patio where he had laid down on a cushioned chaise to let the sun finish drying him off. "Reward time" I said, waving the joint in the air above my head. "Perfect" he replied, big smile lighting up his handsome face. I sat down on the foot of the chaise and lit the joint. As I handed it to him, he propped himself up on one elbow to face me and took the joint from my fingers. "What about your Dad?" "Oh don't worry about him. He's working on some fundraiser he's having at the gym and won't be home for hours. That project's got him tied up a lot lately." We smoked the joint until it started burning our fingers, so I got up and snuffed it out in a planter close by. When I sat back down, I looked at Jeremy, who had that obviously stoned expression on his face. I'm sure mine didn't look any better and I chuckled to myself. "What are you laughing about?" he asked. "Nothing special, just imaging the goofy look I must have on my face after looking at yours" "Well," he replied, "if you're as stoned as I am, I have got to look just as goofy. By the way, what's this dirt you said you wanted to tell me, or did we already talk about it?" "Gosh," I said, "where do I start? This is going to blow your mind." I started telling Jeremy about Dad finding my gay magazines on my birthday and all about that night and many other nights, and days, since. Jeremy's eyes got huge, his mouth was hanging open, and all he could say was, "No shit! - You're fucking kidding me!" and "No way!" "Way," I told him, "and there's even more." Jeremy was asking for all kinds of details and I was only too happy to provide them. I told him about the size of Dad's dick, what rimming was, what it was like to get fucked, and about all the places around the house where Dad and I had sex. The sun had dried out our shorts, but there was a big, wet spot in the center of his where his dick was hard and trying to break through the fabric. Retelling the story had the same effect on me, not to mention making me to feel extra horny, so I reached over and pulled the front of his shorts down, letting his hard-on spring free. The swollen head was coated with precum, so I leaned over and licked it off, causing moans of pleasure to escape from his mouth. I worked my way down his cock until my nose was pressed against his pubes, letting his cock head enter my throat. I worked on his dick with my mouth while I slowly pulled the shorts off his ass and down to his ankles. I stopped sucking him long enough to pull his shorts completely off and onto the concrete. I pulled my own shorts down, stepping out of them and leaving them in a heap at the foot of the chaise. I crawled back on top of him and pressed my lips to his, sandwiching our hard dicks between our bodies. I loved the feel of his lips and parted them with my tongue, stabbing it deep into his mouth, swirling it around his own, trying to reach into the back of this throat. Jeremy returned the fierceness of my kissing with passion of his own, each of us slathering the other's mouth with spit and then licking it off. Jeremy went crazy when I moved my mouth down to his neck and continued my oral attentions on the tender skin there. I was alternately stabbing my tongue into his flesh and swirling it around while sucking gently. I sucked and licked both sides of his neck and under his chin, feeling the vibrations of his moaning course through my lips. I slid down a little further on his body, my dick slipping between his legs and pressing against his balls. My mouth went first to one nipple and then the other, licking and chewing gently, bringing more twitches and moans from his tight body. I grew a little more aggressive with his nipples as the fire burned through me to possess him in every way. I bit down gently on a nipple, holding it in my teeth and slowly increased the pressure. This caused his ass to lift from the cushion and ragged gasps of breath came from his chest until I didn't think he could take anymore. When I released the nipple, his body relaxed and I moved over to the other one to give it the same treatment. While I was working his nipples, his legs spread slightly and started to slide up along the side of mine. The more attention I gave his nipples, the more his legs slid up and opened. I scooted up onto my knees between his and, after removing my mouth from his nipple, grabbed both of them with my fingers. I squeezed both nipples gently, then a little harder, moving my head to take his leaking cock into my mouth. The combination of the tit work and the blowjob was causing his ass to lift off the cushion, fucking my mouth. His movements made me realize what control I had over him now and I started to think of other things I've learned recently to heighten his pleasure. I removed my fingers from his nipples, which had swollen to twice their size from my manipulations and hooked my hands under his knees. I pulled my mouth from his cock and looked into his questioning face as I slowly pushed his legs back towards him. When the pink pucker of his asshole came into view, I gave him a wink and a little smile, and then ran my tongue over his hole, along the hairy furrow between his ass cheeks. It sounded like the wind had been knocked out of him when my tongue touched his hole, and I felt more lust surge through me. I tongued his ass gently, slowly increasing the pressure of my mouth, finally rolling my tongue into a little pink dick, stabbing it into his pucker. Jeremy's hole was clenched shut at first but it started to relax as I continued bathing it with spit and poking into it with my tongue. His head was lolling back and forth and he was moaning "Oh my god, that feels so damn good, oh my god!" I slid my hands down from under his knees, placing them under his ass and pushing it a little higher so I could get at it easier with my mouth. I used my thumbs to spread his ass cheeks a little more and continued licking and tongue fucking his hole. Jeremy as really in a frenzy now, the involuntary muscle spasms in his body making his dick bounce without being touched, big drops of precum leaking from the slit. I stopped working his ass with my tongue, lowered him to the cushion, and crawled over his body to shove my tongue back in his mouth. I wanted him to taste the sweetness of his ass juices on my lips and tongue, his moans changing to whimpers hoping I would go back to eating his ass. Pulling my mouth from his, I said "I think it's time to go to the next stage. I think it's time I fucked you." His face took on a brief look of fear, and I reassured him, "Don't worry. I'm not going to do anything you can't take, and if it's not right, we'll stop. Just stay here while I get a few 'marital aids', as Dad calls them." I got up and trotted to Dad's bedroom, pulling the lube and poppers from the nightstand, then back out to the patio. Jeremy was so handsome laying there, looking at me and smiling. I knew he must be apprehensive, as I certainly was the first time, but I really loved him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him. When I approached with the two bottles in my hands, he looked at me questioningly. "The poppers will help loosen you up, and the lube makes your ass and my dick slippery so there's less discomfort. I'll stretch your hole with my fingers first and when I slide my dick in, I'll take it really slow so you can get used to the new feelings." Jeremy just nodded in understanding while I climbed back onto the chaise between his legs. I handed him the poppers and adjusted his ass so it was resting on my thighs, legs pushed back towards his chest. "Take the cap off and take a long, slow sniff of the bottle with your nose" I instructed. As he did what I told him, I opened the lube and poured some onto the fingers of my right hand. I spread the slippery fluid along the furrow of his ass, concentrating on the quivering pucker between his ass cheeks. I spread the remainder over my cock, jacking it slowly, savoring the sensation along my cock head. When I saw the blush on his chest, I knew the poppers were taking over his body and I slid my index finger slowly into his hole. His response was to exhale slowly through his mouth, as his smile grew and his eyes closed with the sensations. I fucked his hole very slowly with my finger, watching his face for any signs of pain or discomfort. There was no indication of any problem so I picked up the pace a little, twisting my finger slowly as I pushed and pulled it from his hot channel. I pulled my finger out and joined it with my middle finger. Twisting slowly at the same time I was pushing the two fingers in, I felt his body tense slightly and stopped. "It's okay," he said "it was just nerves I think. Your fingers feel really good." I fucked his ass slowly with two fingers for a couple of minutes before adding a third one. There was no resistance at all with three fingers so I began to widen the circle of my twisting to push more against his anal ring. Jeremy must have been feeling some control over the process because a couple of times I felt his hole clamp down on my fingers, only to loosen back up immediately. The smile on his face was acknowledgement of my thoughts and I knew it was time for some serious fucking. I pulled my fingers from his ass, picked up the lube and spread some more around and inside his hole. I poured a generous dollop on my hand and spread it all the way around and down my dick to my pubes. I left some extra around the head of my dick to make the entry easier, and wedged my cock head at his hole, pushing only enough to make sure it was centered correctly. "Take a hit of poppers with each nostril this time, expelling the first one before taking the second" I told him. I could tell the rush was fully upon him because I felt his pucker loosen around my cock head, almost inviting me inside. I pushed slightly with my dick and slid into him until the head of my cock was just inside and his ass ring had closed tightly around the ridge. I saw no signs of discomfort from him so I continued to slide my cock slowly inside his hot tunnel. Jeremy was still rushing from the poppers as I watched inch after inch of my cock disappear into his hole until I felt his ass press against my pubes. I was fully seated inside his hot flesh and I was itching to feel his ass walls caress my cock head and shaft. "Are you alright?" I asked. "Yeah," he sighed, "I just feel so full, but it doesn't hurt or anything." "Great" I replied, "And now I want to make you feel really good." Still on my knees, I straightened my body while I pulled his ass up with me, his hole gripping my cock. I held his ankles with both hands, spreading his legs wider to give me a better view of our connection. Slowly, I slid my cock half way out of his ass, then slowly back in. With each stroke, I was pulling a little more out of his hole before sliding slowly back in. After a few minutes of the slow fucking, I was able to pull my cock head out of his hole and slide my dick back in to the hilt with complete ease. I loved the feeling of long-dicking Jeremy, the walls of his ass making love to my cock. I knew how much I liked the feeling in my ass when Dad fucked me like this, so I was giving the same attention to my best buddy. After a while, I started to pick up the pace of my strokes, and Jeremy was urging me on, the look of pure lust sweeping across his face each time I sunk the full length of my cock into his ass. He was really digging this and that was all the encouragement I needed to really start fucking him. I gyrated my hips to work my cock around and around his hole, stretching it further and making him grunt with each stroke. I was really getting a rhythm going when Jeremy gasped "Oh shit, your Dad!" I looked over at the French doors leading inside to the kitchen area, and there was my father, standing against the door, watching me fuck Jeremy on the lounger. I have no idea how long he had been standing there, but his enormous dick was fully hard and a big, wet spot was growing on the material of his gym shorts. I knew he wasn't angry because a nasty, little smile I knew quite well was on his face and one hand was twisting a nipple beneath his tank top. He saw that we knew he was there, so he began walking towards us, pulling his tank top over his head. When he got next to the lounger, he pulled off his shoes and shorts, letting his huge cock bounce over Jeremy's face. "Suck my man balls, boy" he growled to Jeremy and slowly lowered his body until they were resting on Jeremy's lips. Jeremy had to move his hands to help get one of Dad's balls into his mouth and I watched as he worked it around his mouth with his tongue. "Keep fucking him, Jake, I want him open for some big, daddy dick." Dad leaned over and planted his mouth on mine, his hands finding my nipples, squeezing and pinching them the way I like. Our tongues swirled against each other hungrily, shocks of pain shooting from my nipples directly to my cock. I started my strokes again, pumping Jeremy's ass with hard thrusts, Jeremy's groans muffled by my Dad's balls. Dad's dick was dripping precum on Jeremy's chest and he scooped some up, rubbing it along the full length of his cock. The scene before me was fueling my lust and I started to feel the cum moving up, out of my balls towards release. Dad could tell I was getting ready to shoot, so he increased the pressure on my nipples, driving me to fuck Jeremy harder and harder. The hot ass wrapped around my dick was milking my balls for their fluids and before I knew it, I could feel hot cum spewing out of my cock head, the sensations spasming through my body, a howl escaping my lips. I could still feel cum pouring from my cock as I continued to fuck the hot ass below me, determined to get every drop from my balls into his body. As my orgasm slowed, I pulled my dick out of Jeremy and sat back on my feet, panting in near exhaustion. Dad, however, was not going to give me a chance to calm down after my explosion. "Jake, your Daddy needs to sink this monster into a hot ass, and this boy sucking my balls looks like the perfect candidate." I got up from the lounger, my legs quivering and unsure they would hold me. Dad pulled his balls from Jeremy's mouth and came around to take my place. He picked up the lube bottle and poured a thick line directly on his cock. His right hand smeared the slippery fluid from head to balls while his left hand was spreading Jeremy's ass to expose his dilated hole. "You'd better take a big hit of poppers, boy, because I'm needing to fuck your ass in the worst way." Jeremy had a slight look of fear on his face, but he knew well enough to do as he was told. There was a big, hairy, muscle-stud man with a huge cock pointed at his ass, and he knew it was going to be way up inside him in a short amount of time. Jeremy took four deep breaths, exhaling between each one and holding the last one deep in his lungs. I could see his asshole opening and closing slightly in anticipation until Dad's cock head hid it from my sight. In one quick movement, Dad buried the entire length of his monster cock in Jeremy's ass. The wind was knocked out of Jeremy's lungs but Dad didn't wait a second before he started really pounding his ass. Every time Dad plunged deep into Jeremy's bowels, the smacking of his skin and balls against the ass beneath him was loud enough to hear from a distance. Jeremy had his legs wrapped around Dad's waist and I could tell he was moving them in such a way as to pull Dad deeper. He was moaning loudly beneath my father, begging him to fuck him harder. I didn't see how that was possible, but I could tell Dad was giving it his best try. Dad's pile driving must have been scraping Jeremy's prostate with each plunge because I recognized the sounds Jeremy makes when he's getting ready to cum. Jeremy's hands were laced around Dad's neck as Dad watched his own dick battering the boy's hot ass. Dad was fucking the cum out of Jeremy and soon I heard the familiar grunts and cries of my buddy in heat, cum pumping from his dick onto his and Dad's chest. Seeing Jeremy cum was all Dad needed to release the brakes on his own orgasm, and after several more punishing thrusts, he plunged all the way into Jeremy's ass, growled, and started the jerking motions he makes when cumming. After a few moments to let the waves of orgasm finish washing over him, Dad pulled out of Jeremy, went to the spa, and used the hose to rinse himself off. Jeremy was laying on the lounger, hands over his head, cum leaking from his ass, completely exhausted from the fierce fucking. I went over, sat beside him, and stroked his body with my hands, spreading the cum around his chest. I leaned over and kissed him gently, watching for his eyes to open and look at me. When he finally opened his eyes, he looked at me and said one word "Awesome." I knew at that moment his experience this afternoon had been a great one. When I was finally able to get him to sit up, I pulled him to his feet and dragged him upstairs for a shower and a nap. -
I have been a top since the mid eighties. I took some loads when I was in my early 20's, but I guess the AIDS hysteria scared me, and I started topping only. Still bareback though, I have always hated condoms. All this time I've had dreams of being taken bb again, but always chickened out. In March I'll be going to Berlin, and I've decided that I'm gonna challenge my fears. In my head I'm gonna go to men's clubs, take raw loads in darkrooms, be fucked raw through a glory hole, I'm gonna be cruising in parks. After all these years I probably am like a virgin back there again, but I'm gonna stretch my limits and do it. I really hope I'm not gonna chicken out. Give me the heads up I need, and help me to go through with this. I might not do it all in one trip, but I'm sure if I can take the first load, I can also take number two.
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Who the hell could that be? I thought as I heard the knock on the door. I was on vacation and didn't want to be bothered by anyone. "One sec" I said as I walked into the living room and opened the front door. Shit I thought when I saw who it was Bub, the person I was going to jack off to. "What's up?" I said as he walked in, covered from head to toe in mud. "Is your Dad here?" "Nope" I said, "what the fuck happened to you?" "I got my truck stuck out in the field." "That sucks" I returned. "Yeah it does. I got it out but I can't drive home in it like this." "You're welcome to get a shower, Bub." "Thanks, but I don't have any clean clothes to put on after I'm done." Sweet I thought - this gorgeous 24 year old stud naked with water sluicing off his rock hard body. "Listen, after you undress just throw your clothes out and I'll wash them while your getting a shower. If they're not dry by the time you get out I lend you a pair of jeans. Okay?" "That sounds good. Thanks Terri would kill me if I came home like this." "I bet she would." Terri was the bitch he was currently fucking. "Like I said, just throw your clothes out and I'll run downstairs and wash them." "Okay" he answered, pulling his shirt from his waistband and over his head. "Just a minute and I'll give you the rest" he said as he closed the bathroom door behind himself. I could just imagine what he looked like - naked - his large bulge jutting from his hairy crotch, his smile lighting up his face. "Here you go Mike, and thanks again." "No problem, Bub." I looked at the clothes he handed me and noticed that he had included his boxers. Electric blue I thought as I pulled them to my nose and inhaled his manly scent. God, I wanted to be fucked by him. I threw his clothing in the washer and turned the setting to the long cycle, knowing they wouldn't be dry by the time Bub was done in the shower. Ten minutes later I heard the shower shut off and knew this was my chance. I walked up the stairs just in time to see Bub walk out of the bathroom with a white towel draped on his hips. "Sorry but your clothes aren't dry yet." "Shit." "I'll loan you a pair of jeans to slip on until they are dry. Hold on." "I'm not going anywhere" he laughed. Fuck, he was gorgeous. I went to my dresser and pulled out the oldest most worn pair of jeans I had, and took them to Bub. "Here you, sorry but there the only clean pair I have." "That's okay, they're better than nothing. Can I use your room to put them on?" "Sure go ahead." At least I could picture him standing naked in my room while I jacked off to his image. "You want a beer while you wait for your clothes?" "That would be cool." As I walked to the refrigerator all I could think of was Bub naked in my room. I grabbed a couple of beers and walked back to my room. "Did the pants fit?" I asked knowing I was a couple sizes larger than his 30 inch waist. "Yeah, they're cool' he answered as he walked out of the room. My tongue almost hit the floor. My jeans rode low on his hips just covering the private parts but making him look like he just got up from a long nap. "I was just going to watch a movie if you were interested." "Sure, what movie?" "Actually it's porn." "Sweet. Terri doesn't like to watch porn saying it grosses her out. I wish she would try - then maybe she'd put out for me a little more than once a week." "You only get laid once a week?" "Yeah, it sucks cause I'm always horny." "Well, if you don't think it's to weird feel free to stroke it during the movie." He responded by groping his crotch and smirking "Maybe I will have to take matters to hand." The movie was a new one called Ranch Hands Wife. It was a bisexual movie with lots of nasty scenes between the owner and his foreman. I took the recliner and Bub sat on the leather couch. It was a couple scenes into the movie before the man on man side of the video came out so I hoped he wouldn't even think about it when it started. After the first scene I looked over and saw that Bub's crotch was swelling and he was giving himself a rubdown. Gauging the time was ripe I opened by saying "God I'm hot. Mind if I start stroking?" pulling my eight inches out. "Go ahead, this is a hot fucking movie." He had no clue as to how hot. The best scene of the movie was just starting and I knew this was my only chance as the rancher just told the cowboy to strip. "Are they going to fuck?" Bub asked. "Yeah do you mind watching?" "I'm not so sure about watching two guys go at it." "Well maybe I can change your mind" I said as I stood up and walked over to him. "What the fuck you doing Mike?" "Something I've wanted to do for three years now" I said as I fell to my knees in front of him. "Just relax Bub. Relax and enjoy." "Get the fuck away from me" he said as my hand reached for the zipper of the his jeans. "Just relax" I whispered as my tongue tasted the tip of his ten inch cock. The man was hung like a horse. Bub started to stand up so out of desperation I swallowed as much of him as I could. "Oh god" he moaned. "Does this feel good, stud?" I asked. "Shit yes." "Do you want more?" "Yes, p-l-e-a-s-e!" he moaned. My tongue was wrapped around his manhood as my head bobbed up and down in his lap, his hands holding onto my head. "Where did you learn to suck cock, Mike?" "Around." The scene on the movie changed to the foreman rimming the rancher and I decided to follow suite. "Have you ever had a rim job, stud?" "No." "Good then this is your first." I let my hands come up and pull the jeans down to his ankles and spread his legs a little more. I then placed a kiss on my favorite spot of a man at the back of the cock and before the juicy manhole. "Tell me what you want Bub." "I want you to taste me." "Where, Bub." "My juicy hole." "Here?" I asked as my lips touched his manhole. "Yes, Mike, yes." He started to buck as my tongue went inside him. "Do you want to fuck me?" I asked. Kissing my way down to his ankle and back upper his inner thigh. "God yes. I want to be inside you so bad." "Help me get my jeans off then" I said, while standing and reaching into the end table drawer to get the lube. I felt his hands on my crotch. "Do you have condoms?" he asked. "I want you to do me bareback." "Are you sure?" "Yes. Now put you arms above your head" I said as I pulled my belt from my jeans. "Why?" "Just do what you're told, Bub." He put his hands in the air and I tied them together with my belt. "Why did you do that, Mike?" "Because I can." "Let's go to your room." "No, I'm gonna ride your cock right here on this leather couch" I said as I leaned forward and touched his lips to mine. Our tongues met and I straddled his rock hard lap, reaching behind myself to lead his cock to my tight wet hole. "Make my ass your's" I whispered into Bub's ear. 'Yes" he groaned as I slammed myself down on his ten inches. "Who does your cock belong to stud?" "What?" "Tell me who owns your cock, bitch." "You, Mike, you." "You're damn right. I do. Now tell me what you want." "I want you to ride my cock" Mike screamed back. "I've waited so long for this. I'm going to ride you like you've only dreamed of being ridden." "You're so tight. I'm going to explode." My hands gripped his hair for leverage as I rode his cock hard. My balls were slamming into his six pack abs. Our tongues kept meeting as are our mouths were locked together. My mouth then dipped down so my tongue could flick over his beaded nipple. "Cum inside me Bub. I want it, I need it!" "Ride me, Mike, p-l-e-a-s-e." "Say it again!" "P-L-E-A-S-E!" "You're so fucking hot. Bub" I said. "Open your eyes I wanna look into them as my ass makes you explode. Do you feel my tight ass around your cock?" "Yes, Yes, YES, p-l-e-a-s-e let me cum in you" Bub screamed as I felt the first hot explosion inside me. My lips go to his again. Before I slide down and clean him up. "That was the best fuck I've ever had." "Me to." "Good because you'll be keeping me happy at least once a week. I can't forget that big throbbing cock in my tight ass. But for now you got to get home. Wear my jeans home." "By the way, remember this anytime, anyplace, anyway." "What?" "I own you now."
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This story was submitted by a fan of the site from Staten Island (NYC). He says it's the true story of how he got fucked the first time. A few details have been changed to make it legal to post (if you know what I mean)... These days he's mostly a bottom and loves role play and rape scenes as well as mutual oral. If you want to contact him, he can be reached at AskMeNYC@aol.com. ----------------------------- Although it happened several years ago, thinking about my first time still turns me on. In my late teens, I had still had no sexual experience. I think that I had held off, hoping that my attraction to women would kick in one day. That never happened. At 5'10, 120 pounds, with sandy blond hair and blue eyes, I looked much younger than my age, which probably also kept guys from approaching me. Anyway, in May of that year, I went to the local mall to shop for a gift for my older brother. Instead, I got the best gift of all - my cherry popped by a hot stranger. Oblivious to the ways of man-to-man sex, I focused on shopping in a very busy novelty store, the kind that sells t-shirts, board games and lava lamps. As I looked for an appropriate gift, a crowd passed by me and I felt someone's hand brush against my chino-clad ass. Despite having had several people bump into me that day and having had no prior experience (except in my fantasies), I immediately had a surge run through my body: something more than accidental had occurred, I knew. And, I liked it. I identified the culprit quickly – a dark guy (Hispanic, I thought) in his late 30s, tall and stocky with huge brown eyes, thick lips and dark brown hair. He didn't even look back at me, but I knew. So, I followed him to another part of the store, positioning myself where he'd have to pass by, and ever-so-slightly arching my back so that my young, tight butt would entice him. That did the trick. A few more times, he took a chance, groping me in that public setting, and each time, I showed more and more interest. Instinctively, I left the store. He followed. I walked slowly past one store, past another. At the third, I stopped to admire something in the window (yeah, right). He stopped too. Then, instinct took over once again. "Excuse me," I confidently blurted out, "do you know where the men's room is?" "I do," he raised an eyebrow, "and I could show you what's in it, if you like." "Thanks," I said. "That'd be great." We walked for what seemed an eternity. I tried to make small talk. He told me his name, something middle-eastern sounding, akin to "Yoda." I lied about mine, calling myself "Bill." Disappointment set in quickly, though, when we arrived at a men's room under construction, but before I could voice my frustration, he said, "If you want, Bill, I can take you to use the bathroom at my house. It's only a few blocks from here. In fact, we can walk." I'd been taught all my life not ever to talk to strangers, let alone to put myself into a compromising situation with one, yet I couldn't resist. So, I agreed and we went. He lived about 3 blocks away. We walked the back roads to his place. At first, we went silently. Then, he asked, "What are you into?" I didn't know what he meant, and I think that this showed on my face. Then, as I blushed and looked down, he sighed and stretched and said, "So, you're a virgin. Sweet," and put his arm around my shoulders in a show of affection and gratitude. We got to his place, a small, dingy house behind a wooded area. We sat down on the couch in his living room and he put on some gay porn. A guy was seducing a job applicant on the screen. I got hard immediately. Seeing this, he stood me up in front of him and in one swift move, pulled my pants and shorts down to the floor, exposing my engorged 8 inch cock. He started sucking. I remember thinking that it felt just like it did when I jerked off in the shower. He played with my ass, too, which turned me on immensely. I loved the feeling of a man's rough hands on my skinny, bare backside. Despite my nerves, I began to relax and enjoy myself. Soon, he stopped and turned me around to face the television screen. The potential boss, a big, muscular, mustachioed guy in his 30s, moved to fuck the interviewee, an all-American looking jock type of about 20 years old with red hair and freckles. I'd never seen porn before, so I remember everything that I saw. Both guys had huge cocks, and the younger guy had a perfectly white, hairless, athletic ass. I'm sure that my seducer could see my transfixion, but still, he asked, "Wanna let me do that to you, Billy?" I don't think that I answered verbally, but I must have consented, for the next thing I knew, he had completely stripped me and was leading me to his bedroom. Once there, he took off his denim jacket, his jeans and his white cotton briefs, leaving only his red t-shirt on. I noticed big hairy legs, an expansive butt and a cock, shaped like mine, that I now realize had to be more than 9 full inches. "Like it?" he asked and then pushed me down on my knees, leading my face to his huge prober with his two meaty hands that he'd planted on either side of my face. I began to suck. I'm sure that I didn't do very well at first, but my hunky teacher had great patience. I relaxed and remembered what he'd done in the living room – opening wide to avoid scraping with his teeth, using lots of saliva to coat his skin, little by little taking more and more of his cut, veiny tool down my throat. About two minutes in, I became braver and tried to take too much down my never-before poked throat. I gagged and began to choke. My impromptu lover laughed and quickly forced more cock into my esophagus by simultaneously thrusting his hips forward while holding my head in place with one hand on the back of my head. I panicked. "Steady," he sternly instructed me. "Go with it, baby. Trust me so that I can make you my little whore." The tough talk, rough persona and forced action turned me on, allowing me to open up further and to take his cock more comfortably. I still gagged, but less frequently. I don't think that I'd sucked him off for more than four or five minutes after that when he stood me up and moved me over to his dresser. The dresser looked like an antique that he'd inherited from his mother or grandmother – very ornate with a giant mirror attached the full length of the top. The mirror probably measured about 5 feet across and 3 feet high. He bent me over the top of the bureau. For the first time, I saw myself naked in a stranger's house with him in the background behind me. I'd always had fantasies about getting naked for other guys, so my cock got harder than ever before, bouncing of its own accord at the sight. My middle-eastern teacher got behind me and pushed my legs apart with his feet as he bent me into the dresser. Then, he crouched down behind me and began to lick my tight boy-hole. Again, the shock waves washed over me. I never knew anyone would even consider doing this and loved every minute of it. He probed me for about ten minutes, driving his tongue deep inside my hole, tasting the rim of my never-before touched ring, sticking his nose in my most intimate of parts. I could tell that this turned him on a great deal, for he moaned, he panted, and he caressed my ass and legs passionately. He told me that he loved the taste of cherry. I could also occasionally catch a glimpse of the huge boner between his legs that he stroked slowly. Sometimes, he'd grab mine, but he realized that the more he'd play with it, the quicker I'd blow, so he chose his moments carefully. Finally, he stood behind me, leaning in and kissing my neck. "I'm gonna do it, sweet Billy," he moaned. "I'm gonna violate your untouched cherry. Make it mine. Make you scream. I'm gonna rape your little hole, stretch it with my big fat cock." With that, he grabbed a tube of something (lube, obviously, but what did I know?), smeared it on my hole and on his cock. "Open your eyes and stare into that mirror, " he instructed me. "I wanna see you become a man. Don't you close your eyes, boy," he said. "And scream as loudly as you want." I guess this should have scared me, but it actually turned me on more. Suddenly, his cock head was sliding into my lubed up hole. I winced and collapsed slightly across the tabletop of the dresser. He picked me up by my underarms and told me not to move so that he could watch my violation. I watched his face through the mirror. First, he concentrated, looking down at his cock against my hole and adjusting it with his hand. Then, once positioned, he looked at me through the mirror, and he grinned. It looked evil, demonic – which made it that much sexier. Suddenly, with his hands positioned on my slight waist, he thrust forward violently, burying that huge tool in my sensitive canal. I tried to jump up, but he held me in place. I screamed. I panted out of shock. He laughed. He leaned into me, and I could feel him sweating. "Oh, god! This feels incredible," he gloated. "I'm making you my whore!" "This hurts!" I protested. "I know, baby, but it'll get better. I promise." He started fucking me, slowly, but not gently. I could see from my reflection that I had turned red. My eyes teared slightly from the strain and shock. My impromptu lover began grinning and started fucking me harder. "Concentrate," he said. "Recognize the pleasure underneath the pain." I have to admit that even though this hurt like nothing I'd ever felt before, I was turned on. The cool, roller coaster-esque shock waves began again. I kept screaming like the guy in that porno movie we'd watched – in time with his partner's strokes. "Yeah! Lemme hear you squeal, pig!" the cherry popper encouraged me. I complied. Soon after, with his cock still in me, he moved me around towards his unmade bed. The sheets and comforters didn't match and seemed musty. First, we fucked over the bed, with my torso flat across it and my feet still on the floor. He crushed me with his weight. At some point, he'd pulled his shirt off, so now, I could feel another man's skin and sweat and stink all over me. We fucked for about hour more in all different positions – me on my back, me on all fours, me riding him while facing him and making out. At one point, he turned me on my side and announced, "I need to stretch this hole in every position possible!" This hurt like crazy, but I loved every minute of it. He fucked me hard and fast, practically taking all nine-plus inches out and forcing them back in with each stroke. Soon, my screaming became yells of ecstasy: "Yes!" "Fuck me!" "Make me your whore." "Oh, yeah!" he answered back. "I'm using your hole to jerk off in." Finally, he gave me my first-ever load of man-seed. I was on my back, legs over his shoulders. He was on his knees, ignoring me, looking around the room like I didn't matter. Right before, he announced, "I'm gonna clean that broken cherry out of your butt with my hot milk, boy." I could feel his body seize up, and he thrust so hard that it felt like he would plow right through me. His eyes rolled back in his head like he was having a religious experience. He kept pumping as his jizz spasmed into my young, raw guts. The more he pumped, the more he unloaded. And, I could begin to feel his cock collecting hot sperm all over it. Some dripped out of my butt hole. Then, he collapsed on me and stayed there for about two minutes, breathing hard and sweating. When he pulled out, he roughly forced me to clean the mixture of ass juice, spunk and lube off his cock. I have to admit, it tasted amazing. I couldn't get enough of this four-star meal. But, we weren't done - I hadn't cum yet. So, he stood me up on the bed (roughly, again) and gobbled my cock while he played with my ass. I shot in about a minute and a half. Then, he pulled me to the bed and laid over me, like a romantic scene from an old movie. He opened my mouth with his hands. I thought that he would kiss me deeply, but instead, he let a mixture of my cum and his saliva drip into my hungry mouth. It freaked me out at first, but it tasted great, and I couldn't resist. Afterwards, he collapsed on the bed and said, "Thanks for giving me your precious ass, kid. Now, if you don't mind, I have some stuff to do, so you can go." I tried not to look dejected as I got dressed quickly and went to the door. He opened the door and grunted at me with a tired, disinterested look. I thought that he'd at least offer me a ride or tell me to get home safely. Instead, as he closed the door, I heard him mutter, "Slut." I walked back to the mall confused, elated, tired, sore. I never saw him again. In fact, not soon after, the area behind the woods, including his house, was turned into a condo development. To this day, though, I'm thankful for the stranger, a guy twice my age and size, who took me to his house and took my virginity. I still have my underwear from that day and can barely smell his cum where it leaked from my ass into the seat of my drawers. Occasionally, I take those briefs out and jerk off to the smell, the feel and the memory. More than that, I now look to top virgins as roughly as he did me. (I've been very successful in this area and have lots of memories which I'll maybe share in the future.) I'm verbal and voyeuristic, too. All thanks, I think, to the stranger who brushed up against me in a novelty store one day in May. Comments? I'd love to hear from you at AskMeNYC@aol.com
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Since I was about 18 years old, I have loved to play with my ass. At first, I just inserted a finger or two while masturbating, but things have changed a lot since then. I've been told that I'm fairly attractive, but I don't know how much I believe that...I'm 6'2, 180 pounds, clean-cut, white and have 7-1/2 inches when erect. At first, my tight ass just couldn't take any more penetration that my fingers. I think that the main change occurred when I purchased a digital camera to take pictures of my asshole and my fingers inside. I found a couple of friends on the Internet that wanted to see my pictures and began swapping them and taking more. This led to requests for me to play with my ass and use foreign objects. I tried the usual suspects: cucumbers, bananas and zucchini, but wasn't quite satisfied. Then, I discovered that I really liked strange objects in my ass and that they make the best pictures. Hammer handles, tools and the like became my favorite pasttime. One of the guys, Steve, asked me if I wanted to go out with him and some of his friends to a hiking trail near our houses for some fun ass play. I was more than happy to oblige since Steve told me that he was in his 30s, married, black, and had 9 inches for me to play with...it got me hard just thinking about it! He asked if he could bring a couple of friends and, although I was nervous, I said that he could and that they were welcome to watch me. I am very much an exhibitionist and love to have men watch me. Steve stopped by to pick me up in his convertible MG with the top down and we drove out to the hiking trail. A few of his friends were waiting, otherwise the parking lot was empty since it was a weekday afternoon and most people were at work (I was in school at the time). I was surprised to find out that there were five other guys there, all black and all very interested in me. I was wondering what Steve had told them about me and was a little nervous being the center of attention. Steve asked me to strip down naked and I pulled my t-shirt over my head and my cut-offs down over my hiking boots, standing there naked since I had not worn underwear. A few of the guys started pulling out their cocks and I was very pleased with what I saw. There were a few normal cocks, but two stood out: one short fat cock that I could barely get my hand around, but was only about six inches long and one long dick that, despite the best efforts of its owner, just wouldn't get hard -- it had to have been 10 or 11 inches and was oozing this thick pre-cum that I couldn't get enough of. I sucked each of the guys for a few minutes at a time while they played with my asshole and sucked each other. I also noticed that a few of guys were stopping to snap pictures from time to time, that just got me harder. By now, my seven and a half inches was standing at full mast, poking out directly in front of me and exposed to the light of day. A few guys deepthroated me while I was sucking big black cock, but usually stopped when my knees started getting weak. The time had come for the "dare of the day" and since Steve and I had exchanged dares in the past, he had prepared one for this special day. It involved me squatting above the gearshift of his MG, which had been lovingly lubed up and squatting all the way down. Now, the gearshift on the car had a large knob on the top and then became fairly narrow, but still quite long, so I had my doubts about getting it into my ass at all. Steve and the other guys encouraged me and got their cameras ready for my performance while stroking their large black dicks. Not to disappoint all of my new friends (and wondering what would happen if I said no), I lubed my ass up and sat down on the gearshift with one foot on either side, facing the rear of the car. At first, the pain was excrutiating. I didn't think that I would ever be able to get it in. It felt as though it just had to be in already, but then it would slip out. Finally, I stretched widely enough to get in and it popped into my ass with an audible "plop." A few guys laughed and I took some deep breaths to accomodate the size. Needless to say, my own cock was still rock hard and dripping pre-cum on the console between the seats. In a few minutes, I was sliding up and down happily on the stick, while the guys took pictures of the it inserted in my ass. I loved it, the large knob started massaging my prostate and I couldn't stand it anymore. I started spurting cum all over the seats inside the car before one of the guys got his mouth on my cock and sucked out the last drops. I pulled off the stick and the guys took some pictures of it for comparison and Steve instructed me to lick up my cum from the seats. I did so quickly and thought things were about done. Then I realized that none of the guys had cum yet, although they were all still stroking. Steve asked me if he thought that it was fair that I had cum, but that no one else had and I said no, but that I was very tired. He said that all I had to do was bend over the hood and that they would take care of the rest. One by one, each black guy banged my tender asshole and dumped a huge load in my asshole, some more than once...but that is another story in itself.
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I'm 42 now living in Alberta , my first with men (well strangers) was at kennady stataion subway . Anybody on here every go there in the 80's to early 90's (before they got fed up and removed the doors) . I was the young brunett white who like to stay in his stall to you came to door then my ass and mouth were everyone's I've serviced over a hindered men there ( only counting ones who came for me lol ) if you ever got it on there I'd love to here from ya . Or if ya just wanna here about me as young boy givin it up for strangers let me know
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I met a married guy from one of the websites were I have a profile. He was kind of shy, said he had played some, many years ago but thought he was over it. We had met a couple of times and traded some oral. I rimmed him good one time which he really liked. We were chatting one day and the subject of fucking came up and he said he would never fuck a guy. The next time we got together I sucked him to get him really horny and suggested he try it. He insisted on a condom, fumbled a minute putting one on and lost his erection. He was completely embarrassed. I sucked him back to life and had him cum in my mouth. We met a few more times but he wouldn't try to fuck me again. Then, chatting one night, he admitted he still wanted to try but said he always had trouble keeping it up with a condom on. After agreeing that we were both very safe, he said he'd consider ditching the condoms. Next time we got together we did the usual stroking and sucking and he asked if I was sure about letting him fuck me without a rubber. I grinned big and assured him it was okay. He lubed up and I got on all fours. I could tell when he started rubbing the head around my hole he definitely didn't have performance issues without the condom. He started pushing inside and after a few seconds, my hole relaxed and he slid in deep. His cock is average length but a little thicker than most and it felt great. He started fucking me and was doing a great job. He ended pushing me flat down, lying on top of me and fucking me pretty hard. He slowed at one point and asked if I sure I was okay with him cumming in me. I told him I really wanted his load in me and he sped back to fucking. After a few more minutes he started getting faster and, then went deep, groaned and I could feel his cock jerking in me. After he left, I realized what a load he left in me, he must not have cum for days. Looks like I've got another good bareback fuckbuddy.
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Thought for my first story I would tell the story of the first time I took it bareback. This is an entirely true account. I was 18 at the time, and had met Steve, 19, on-line, about nine months. We chatting on and off for a few months about our fantasies, as neither of us had been with a guy as of yet. I am 6'3 and fit from a lot of surfing and sports, Steve was skinny about 6ft with a nice 7.5-8"cut cock. Finally we both agreed to meet and I went over to what was his parent's house. He met me at the door and lead me down to his room. Not saying virtually anything, we hastily removed our respective clothing, embraced naked, and quickly graduated to mutually blowing each other. Soon enough Steve reached into a night table drawer, pulled out some lotion, lubed-up my ass, a condom on and gave me my first ass fucking. Now, I had been with girls and I didn't know much about his sexual history, so we both agreed to use rubbers. I lay down on my stomach as he suited-up his cock, feeding himself into my ass. We still hadn’t said a word to each other. The only sounds filling the quiet apartment were his grunts and groans of satisfaction as he pumped his cock in and out of my ass until he finally blew. He pulled his cock out and we both collapsed on the bed together. It was a hot experience and I knew I wanted more. So after that first occasion we got together for sex play at least two or three times a month over the next six months. Then one Friday morning while I was on-line as I didn't have classes on Fridays, he came on-line as he was off from work that day, so we decided to get together, again at his house, figuring we would have about seven hours in which to fuck-around before his family got home. We started out with the usual ritual: stripping off our clothing, hugging, stroking and kissing each other's body before jumping in the shower together. We stayed longer than usual, soaping each other up, rinsing off, sucking each other's cock, but neither of us cumming. Then we got out of the shower, dried off, and headed to his room. Throwing the towels aside, Steve he pushed me onto his bed, positioned me on my back, had me pull my legs back, as he knelt on the floor next to the bed and buried his tongue in my ass. I loved him for doing this to me. I could have taken it all day long and he was apparently really getting into it. The sensations of getting rimmed was beyond what I could describe. Simply put, the pleasure was driving me wild. Then Steve stood up and lay on top of me, embraced me, our naked bodies together. I could feel his rock hard cock stabbing into my stomach as we rolled on the bed until we were in the middle, him on top of me grinding his cock between my legs as he kissed down my neck and chest. I wrapping my legs them around his waist, which caused my ass to lift a bit. His cock slid down over my hole, sliding up and down my very wet crack. Thanks to the amazing tongue fucking it just receive, my ass lips were sort-of catching the head of his cock with each passage. Steve kept grinding his cock between my cheeks - the feeling of his cock head rubbing against my hole felt electric, and each time he rubbed the head over my hole I would moan involuntarily at the pleasure and arousal I was experiencing. Then Steve deliberately began to focus his cock head on my hole, grinding his hips so the head of his cock was eventually just massaging the outside of my hole. The feeling of his raw cock was amazing, I had never imagined it would feel so good. I suspect Steve was thinking much the same thought. Without a coherent thought, I squeezed my legs around him harder, lifting my ass a little further off the bed causing the tip of his cock to be positioned directly at my wet slippery hole. As if reading each other's mind we both simultaneously pushed against the other causing his hard raw cock to slide inside me. The feeling was out of this world. I think we were both shocked by the physical sensation of raw sex, his juicy, raw cock buried in my hole. Holding still for a minute, we relished the new sensation ripping through our bodies before Steve slowly started to slide his cock all the way out then back again, ever so slowly speeding his thrusts. As his strokes became stronger, more and more intense, I knew it was going to happen soon. Suddenly, he groaned and pressed into me, hard, and for the first time in my life, a guy was ejaculating inside me. I told him to stay inside so I could enjoy the feeling of his bare warm cock inside my hole, as I quickly jerked a thick load onto my stomach and chest. About the time my orgasm subsided I felt his softening cock slip out of my ass. Disengaging from Steve, I then rolled-off the bed, stood up, walked over to his desk to grab the bottle of water I had left there. As I moved across the room I could feel his cum starting to run out of me, my cheeks deliciously sliding against either other, the slippery cum oozing out of my ass. I felt inwardly utterly satisfied, and this sensation remains a major part of my sexual ritual: the feel of a cum load running out of my ass, lubing up my ass checks, and ultimately running down my thighs. It shouldn't surprise you to know I'm addicted to getting cream pies. Back to Steve. A little while later, we were watching TV under the covers. Right in the middle of the show Steve surprised me by taking my hand, and putting it on his hard cock. I smiled, rolled over for him, and he mounted me. He has a mirror in his room, and I watched him pound my ass. His head was facing away as he lay on top of me, and it was so hot to see him moving up and down with the motion of his ass as he stroked inside me. It took a long time, until I felt his arms tighten around me, and heard him groan as he reached orgasm, unleashing another flood of his jizz inside me. He rolled off and after I stroked my second load, we lay back on the bed together, speechless.
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I will be hosting in my hotel room a BB LAUNCH PARTY (April 2011) This is for 2 reasons 1. There is a shuttle Launch going on during this time and 2. It will be my first BB party I have been to I am neg - and a total bottom - and I have never been with a poz top Everyone is welcome - poz and neg guys both - tops and bottoms alike and I am not refusing any cum in my hole it will be my first have ideas on how to make it a better party? let me know
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I was about 18 when I first discovered what a glory hole was. I encountered a glory hole at a local mall. The bathroom at this mall had four stalls and it was between the first and second stall when you walked into the bathroom that had the glory hole. The mall had at one point been run down and not very popular so I hadn't really been there before. I had gone with my mother and as per usual, I separated myself from her in case we ran into someone I knew. I went into the bathroom to take a piss but all three urinals had out of order signs on them so I went into the second stall and began to pee. About half way through the deed, I had two realizations. First, there was someone in the first stall and second, that there was a fairly large hole in the stall wall between the first and second stall. Being a bit self conscience about someone seeing me go to the bathroom, I stopped myself from peeing long enough to pull my pants right down and then sat on the toilet. It took awhile before I could loosen up a bit to begin going to the bathroom again but I stole a quick glance through the hole and was shocked at what I saw. Some guy was obviously laying back and was casually swinging what appeared to be a 9 inch cock back and forth, periodically gently jerking himself off. I glanced down under the stall wall to see his legs strectched out and spread apart, so the guy was obviously relaxed and enjoying himself. I was mesmerized by the cock as at that point, I had only seen pictures in porno mags or my friend's dicks. I immediately grew hard and could barely continue to urinate but I held my guy down and finished going. I don't know why if I was so interested in looking at that guys cock that I had to "pretend" that I wasn't really looking at his cock, but I did. I pretended that I was getting toilet paper, all the while watching in fascination as the guy in the next stall continued to play with his big cock. Suddenly he sat up and I couldn't see what he was doing but I thought the show was over and I was disappointed. I was surprised because he was sliding a piece of folded up toilet paper through the hole and I opened it to see that he had written a note on it. It asked if I wanted to meet him upstairs in a department store that had a more "private" bathroom. I took the pen that he had slid through and wrote back that I would meet him there. He left and then a couple minutes later I did too and I was very anxious because I was about to encounter that big cock, one on one. I went into the other bathroom and this one only had two stalls but they were very poorly lit and one was sort of around the corner and you couldn't really see into it unless you were sticking your eye up to the crack. As I walked in, the stall most private opened and a slim but really cute guy poked his head out. He was about 30, well dressed, had longish brown had and a moustache and goatee. He stepped back into the stall but left the door open so I went in. Once inside I didn't know what to do so he kind of pushed me down so that I was sitting on the toilet and then he got my legs up so that I was sitting cross legged on the toilet and I realized he wanted to give the impression that there as only one person in the stall. Next, he undid his pants and popped his big cock out and I pounced on it like there was no tomorrow. I believe that I sucked it so hard that he would have cum right away had he not pulled out. He kind of whispered "Whoa" and then kind of leaned back against the stall door calming his cock down. He looked me in the eye and I was immediately attracted to his sexyness. "You're Native aren't you?" he asked. "Yeah" I said. He kind of nodded his head and then stepped forward again and slid his cock back into my mouth but he held my head and fucked my face very slowly. He would slide himself into me until I'd put my hand up to stop him from gagging me but I was really loving having my face getting fucked. I looked up into his face while he humped my face and I got more turned on by the look of ecstasy on his face. His head was back, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. He stopped fucking my mouth again and then told me to stand up, so I did. He took my place on the toilet and began to suck my cock. At that point, I had never even had a blow job, much less from another guy. I almost came the moment he put his mouth on my cock and I guess he realized that because he stopped. He turned me around and I didn't know what he was going to do until I felt his tongue sliding into my ass and then I DID cum. My load shot out so fast and I can still remember the resounding splatting sounds as gusher after gusher creamed the stall door. All the while I was trying to be as quiet as I could as my orgasm rocked my body. I wanted to shout out how good I was feeling. "I'm sorry" I said, apologizing for cumming so soon. "Don't sweat it. Your young, you'll be ready to go again in a bit. I'm Gary by the way" Gary said. Gary sat me back down and shoved his cock back into my mouth so that I'd have something to do until I was ready to go again. I didn't mind. I guess Gary realized how new to this I was and began to teach me how to suck a cock the proper way. First, he'd hump me for a few minutes, his teeth gritted and his face squeezed together in pleasure, then he'd stop, pull out of my mouth and slap my face a few times, his hand holding my chin and his other hand using his big cock as a billy club. The whole time, I looked up into his face, just in total awe of this sexy man. Next, he'd gently squeeze his cock and pump it at the same time, producing some nicely sized droplets of precum which he proceeded to sensuously spread around my lips. Gary went back to fucking my mouth, pulling out and then sliding himself all the way back in. I was really turned on by how he caressed my hair and face while he humped my mouth, I felt really sexy by that. It wasn't long before I was almost able to take all his cock down my throat. After about 15 minutes of this, I was so hot and bothered that there was no way my cock was going back into my pants without another working over. Instead of sucking me off again though, Gary had me get on my hands and knees on the toilet and again I felt his tongue go to work. He just about drove me nuts with the rimming that he gave me and I found it real hard to stay still on that toilet. I heard Gary spitting and then he had his cock in between my boy cheeks, rubbing his length up and down my crack. I was so nervous but so exhilarated by all that was happening. "I'm gonna fuck you ok?" Gary whispered in my ear. "O-o-ok" I said. I braced myself. Luckily Gary has a cock that is slim almost pointy at the end but gets very thick near the base so it didn't hurt to much. He slid the tip into my hole and held it there and I was in disbelief that another guy had his cock inside me. He held my hips and began to push more of himself into me and it was then that I had to grit my teeth and muffle my sounds of pain. "Oh god" Gary whispered through clenched teeth. "So fuckin' tight" I relaxed as much as I could and it wasn't long before Gary was riding my 18 year old ass like a buckin' bronco. Gary did pretty much the same thing in that he'd hump me real hard and long before he'd pull out only to thrust himself into me again. I began to love that sensation so much and I did actually cry out a couple times but I couldn't help it. Luckily not a lot of traffic went through that bathroom but there were a couple times where we'd have to stop because someone would come in to piss. During those times, Gary would be standing there, his beautifuly big cock buried deep within me and I'd clench and unclench around the huge meat that was making me fall in lust with him. He'd lean down and whisper for me to "STOP THAT". I'd grin and love being able to make him feel good that way. As soon as the person left the bathroom, Gary would resume humping me for all he was worth. I think there was a point where we didn't even care if someone happened to walk in during our sex because Gary was fucking me so hard and deep and I was getting these body racking shivers up and down my spine that we had to have been making noise. I've always loved to look down and back to see the legs of any guys who have fucked me, that always turns me on. I looked back to see Gary's legs as they supported himself while he ravaged my young hole. It wasn't long before Gary began to hump real fast and hard and I knew he had thrown all caution to the wind because the slapping sound of his hips against my ass was very loud in that small bathroom. Gary began to moan and groan and began to make this rapid "unghunghunghunghungh" sound. It was a good thing that the entrance to this bathroom was down a long hallway from the department store. "I'M BLOWING MY LOAD!" Gary said and then I felt his cock expand inside me. Gary gave a final thrust that sent shiver after shiver up and down my spine as he exploded inside me. All the while I had been playing with my cock and blew my own load all over the toilet seat. I felt Gary as he heaved, trying to cathc his breath. His cock was still inside me, his chest was against my back and his arms were wrapped around my chest. My legs were shaking so hard and I had to stand up, just barely. This all happened 15 years ago and Gary and I still hook up once in awhile because I still find him to be a very sexy guy and as long as we both find each other attractive...why not? He still looks real good for his age and he introduced me to threesomes and groups.
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Hey guys I just found the site and love it so far.I'm a top guy that's new to BB.I've been fucking for years but always with a rubber until about about 3 weeks ago one of my married fuck buddy came over to have some fun.His wife was gone the whole weekend so he spent the night.we fucked earlier in the the day with a rubber.That night sleeping together he woke up at about 2amand started to suck my dick before I knew it I was sliding in him raw.It was the best fuck we ever had.I just have a couple of questions for the other tops on here.1) I heard fucking raw is low risk for the top,is this true?2) How do i keep from cumming so fast?Thanks guys
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I've been fucking as a BB top for years now. On camera I've always been a top and off camera only I am primarily a top but will BB bottom for my partner on occasion. I've taken countless loads orally and only recently have I had a desire to take a raw load in my ass. We shot just a scene a few weeks ago and it's now live on BarebackPlace.com. Kyle fucks me raw, blows his load and then shoves it up my ass and fucks me some more. I then collected some of the jizz & finger fucked myself with it making sure to get his cum as deep inside me as I could. I don't know when the next time I bottom will be but I can say that I absolutely loved Kyle breeding my ass. Here's a couple pics from the scene (click them to visit the scene write-up page and for a for a few more pics):
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This story was original submitted to my old buds blog. It was written by MascBottomForTop (mugenk24euro@tmail.com) who describes himself as "21, 5'5, 120lbs, masculine and athletic, not a twink or boi. Can be sub or fem for the right guy..." Well I met this guy on adam around September of this year. He's a real cutie. About 5'11 160lbs athletic build. A jack of all trades, he could fix or replace almost anything in a house or car which turned me on bigtime. I love a man that works with his hands. He's older than I am by about 11 years (I'm 21). We flirted for 3 months sending texts and emails. I would drool over his cock picks. Its a monster 9x6 inches. The biggest I had before him was only 6.5 so I knew I was in for a world of pain but I wanted him and he wanted me. So this Christmas weekend he invited me over to his place in LA and I didn't really feel like driving that far after work but something in me told me to go so I did. And there he was, much better looking in person and the sexiest voice I've heard in a long time. He made me an awesome ceasar salad and cooked the best lasagna I've ever tasted (he knew it was my favorite). We watched Top Gear episodes on BBC for a while and chatted about all kinds of political and social subjects before I decided to make a move. I moved closer to him on the couch and put my head on his shoulder like I was tired (damn he smelled good) and he put his arm around me. I started kissing his neck and he must have known what I was doing because he grabbed me by the hips and lifted me up to carry me to the bedroom. Our clothes flew off then he put me face down and kissed me all over ultimately ending up tongue deep in my ass. The sensation felt so good I had goosebumps everywhere. Then he flipped me over and sat on my chest to present his fat cock. I immediately gobbled down as much as I could and let him probe my throat, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper until his balls were about an inch from my chin. I couldn't take anymore. I wanted him inside my hole and he could see it. So he flipped me over once again and slobbered all over my hole getting me soaking wet making me twitch it closed and open with every lick. He reached for some lube and a condom, put it on and slowly tried to stick me but it burned almost like icy hot. I told him to take it off and he said "I don't have anymore condoms..." Two things ran thru my mind, the first being I've never done it without a condom and the second I really didn't want to ruin the moment. I sat and thought about it knowing I had been tested negative 3 month prior and he had showed me his negative results before so what the hell... I said "I want u inside me now" that's all it took. He somehow someway managed to slide balls deep inside me. There was no pain at all. It felt so good without the condom. His smooth cock sliding in and out teasing my hole at first then slamming it in stabbing at my prostate. It didn't take me long to cum I didn't even touch myself. Just held on to the edge of the bed as he took control of my hole and made it his. I could feel his big balls slapping my ass and I squeezed my muscles tighter around his cock which he loved. It felt like we had been together for years. It wasn't a simple pounding, he made love to me and at the same time made it known this was HIS hole. I could barely keep myself from screaming. About an hour went by he started pumping harder, deeper, faster... I knew he was going to cum and as he pulled back to take it out I pushed back to keep it inside. Then it happened. He gripped my ass hard with his hands and let out the deepest moan I've ever heard. He leaned forward and layed down on top of me pumping slowly as the cum flowed out inside me. His cock throbbing with every shot. I knew from that day forward I would always let him cum inside me.
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This story was originally posted on my buds blog by NoVAraw (novaraw@gmail.com). I am sometimes asked how long I've been barebacking and how I first got into it. As a guy who loves sharing stories and hearing other people's stories about their sexual activities and kinks, I am generally very happy to answer the question. I've been barebacking for about 8 - 9 years now, since about 2000. My buddy Brian broke my bareback cherry. He wasn't a buddy at the time, just fresh meat, but he has since become a buddy. I was playing online, I think it might have been m4m4sex at the time, and had been just lusting after Brian's profile pic which was a shot of his cock. Brian's cock is about 8" x 6". I actually think that he is thicker than 6". His dick is full round, meaty and veiny. He's got a big set of balls and all of this is attached to a hairy trim, not gym-bound, but trim body. I'm a sucker for big dicks and a sucker for hairy guys. What made it even more appealing was that Brian is actually a very down to earth, smart, nice guy. After just ogling his profile pic for months, I worked up the nerve to contact him. I sent him an email through the online system and we started a brief chat. Very early into the chat, Brian let me know that he only barebacked. I told him that I did not and this ended the conversation, politely but it ended. It didn't end my desire for Brian's dick though. Whenever I'd log on to m4m, I would look at his profile pic and frustrate the hell out of myself. About 3 weeks later, he and I were online at the same time, and I contacted him once again, thinking that he might have forgotten our previous conversation and I might get a different answer. I was so hopeful he would say he'd fuck me safe. But he didn't, after a few email exchanges, he told me once again that he only fucks bare, and he politely turned me down. I was frustrated even more because in addition to not being able to get his dick, I had been online for hours trying to round something up and not having any luck at all. So, I was massively horny with no possibility of getting fucked in sight. I was bruised a bit by his turning me down again, but there was no way I could possibly blame him because he was so good about it. He told me where he stood and let me make the decision. I couldn't justify getting mad at him. Well I let some time pass as I struggled with the question of did I want Brian's dick enough to let him fuck me bareback. I can only describe this as agonizing. I was literally punishing myself, it seemed. Some time later, I was back online, as was Brian. I wanted to give it just one more try, which I did, and this time Brian's answer was much sterner. He said, "You've contacted me a few times and I've let you know that I only fuck bareback. When you're ready to get fucked bareback, let me know." He signed off shortly after this message. He was right. He had squarely put the question where it belonged: with me. I had been attempting to make my issue his and he was not going to let me do that. The next week, I was home for the day and feeling horny as shit. I had been online for a while and had been doing poppers as well, which I love doing, but the combination had me super horny. When I'm super horny, it's like every nerve ending in my body is screaming for cock, it's all I can think about and it consumes all my time. After having been online for much of the day and had been edging and feeling horny beyond belief, Brian came online and I was obsessed with getting some dick. I kept asking myself do I hit him up again and if I do, it can't be to try to get him to fuck me wrapped, not after his last response to me. Do I deal with my horniness by letting him fuck me bare. I sent him an email and said "I'm ready to get fucked bare." That's all the email said. Brian sent a quick response, which said nothing more than "What's your address? I can be there in about 20 minutes." I sent him my address, while my hands were trembling on the keyboard. I shut the computer down and got up from my chair. I started to tremble all over and could sense that most of the color was draining from my face. My hands also started to get cold and clammy. I could tell I was incredibly nervous, moreso than possibly any other time in my life. BUT I also knew that I wanted to see this through. I paced my apartment waiting for Brian to show up. There was a knock at the door. I opened the door and found a good looking dark-haired and dark-featured man. I let him in and I could immediately tell he knew I was nervous. So, he spoke up, realizing perhaps that I was too "stuck" to say much of anything. He said, so where do you want to play? I didn't answer but just led him to the bedroom. Once there, he pretty much took control, I think realizing that he needed to take control if anything was going to happen, but I also realized that he didn't mind stepping up to take control. He unbuckled my jeans, slid me out of my clothes until I was standing naked in front of him, still feeling cold. He started working out of his dress clothes and before long, stepped out of his boxers to reveal his beautiful cock, the thing that led to this entire episode. It was already rock hard, standing at full thick attention, commanding all the attention in the room. Brian gave me a bottle of poppers to hold and told me to get on the bed on all 4's with my shoulders down on the bed, which I did, without realizing that I even did it. I was out of it still, just going through the motions. Brian told me to take a hit of poppers, which were good poppers, fresh. And a wave went over me, easing me up a bit. He got behind me and started eating me out, which he did with a lot of gusto. He had a talented tongue. Periodically, he would tell me to take a hit which I would. He would tell me, after my taking the hit, to push my hole out and then he'd dive back in to eat it some more. In all, he probably ate me out for 20 minutes. At this point, he got on his knees behind me, with his dick in his hand and told me to take a deep hit of poppers, so I did. He put his cockhead against my ring and started pushing in gently, all the while telling me to push out. He kept pushing and popped his head in and just kept it there for a short bit. I was scared that he was in but excited as well because I was starting to feel less nervous and recognizing how much I wanted this to be happening. Again, he told me to take a hit and started pushing his dick in. Brian's so thick, he's not easy to take, but I was wet with all his spit and also incredibly loosened up and horny from the poppers. At this point, I knew without his telling me to push my hole out so that his dick could slide in more easily. Finally, he was all the way in, buried to his thick bush. He kept his dick buried in me without moving for about a minute. He told me to take another deep huff and he started to pull out to just to the point of still having his dickhead inside me. He gave me a long stroke all the way down and back up and with the next stroke down he started fucking me mad. It was his ass to fuck, he deserved it. I gave myself over to his mad fucking. He didn't say much more during this time, he could hear me doing poppers on my own without his having to tell me, so he was just going to enjoy my pussy. After about 10 minutes of fucking me like this, Brian squirted a load of juice up my ass in about 6 awesome squirts. I remember thinking he didn't even say he was going to cum or even grunt heavily. I realized it's because he didn't want to run the risk of telling me and giving me the chance to somehow pull off of him. He wanted to be sure he could plant his seed deep in my ass. He finally pulled out, started getting dressed, without saying anything to me. I was exhausted. Finally he said, I can see myself out. That was my first bareback fuck and I haven't used a rubber since.
