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Horny bi single dad in UK looking for perv sleazy meets. Can accom. Ex going away next month so had to take week of work to babysit my sprogs. Want some filthy company
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“Please, Just Go Slow…”
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—February, 2023 He contacted me on one of the hook-up sites. He liked my dick pics. Of course. He was eager to make the drive to the playroom. He was yet another new guy, but I took the chance and he showed up right on schedule. Judd’s a big guy, taller than my 6’ 2” and big boned (that former football player type.) He was nervous. I showed him down to the playroom and suggested he strip down while I went back upstairs to do the same. I put on a new jock. Pristine. It had just arrived from the guy who loves to have me wear them for sex and then send them back to him. I snapped a couple of pics of it being snow white. Then I went downstairs and had Judd take another. He handed my phone back to me and sat on the bed. He tried to smile… “Are you alright?” I ask. “Sure. It’s been a while…” “Since you’ve had sex?” I set the phone on the television stand. “Since I’ve got fucked. I’m more of a cocksucker.” “Then why don’t we start there. Get me hard.” He goes to his knees in front of me. “Get this brand-new jock good and wet.” He licks and eventually gnaws at the lily-white fabric. My cock begins to swell. I let him take me out. He’s right—he’s a damn good cocksucker. I let him set his own pace, to get me raging hard. Finally, he pulls off my cock. “That’s a great dick,” he grins, looking at it, with one hand on my balls and the other circling my girth at the base. “Sir,” he adds as an afterthought. I don’t respond. I just fuck his face. It’s my turn to be in charge. I let go of his head when it’s obvious he needs to catch his breath. “Why don’t you get up on the fuck bench? Judd climbs aboard. He looks great there, his full ass spread and inviting. “Please, just go slow…” I go to my knees and surprise him with my tongue. I work it into his very tight starfish of a hole. He gasps. I keep it up and slowly work him slightly open. I dip a finger in the coconut oil and lube him up. This causes him to groan louder—but still in a good way. I go back to my tongue, lubing my cock at the same time. I stand and begin to enter him. It’s work—but the head pops in. I pull it right back out and go back to my knees. My tongue works the enlarged hole open just a little more, getting it to really relax. I try again with my cock. I bury maybe two inches in him this time. I pull back out and find the smallest butt plug. He takes it easily—with only the slightest gasp as the thickest part eases in. I play with it, turning it, beating on the base of it with the flat of my hand. “Try your dick again.” I pull out the toy. And my cock sinks home. He pants—and takes me. I hold a moment and begin a slow fuck. He reaches under the bench and finds his own cock. He groans and takes all of me. I pull out. “You want to taste your hole?” “Yes, please, Sir.” I move to his head and let him slobber on my cock, tasting his ass juices. I think he is surprised how much he loves this. We end up doing it every time I pull out. I use the speculum on him. I want him just slightly looser. He loves my finger in him after each crank open. He really loves when I fuck him with it in place. I remove it and fuck him again. Now his hole is just how I want it: tight, but accommodating. He cleans me up again before we move to the sling. “Stirrups?” “Yes, please.” I get his ankles in place. Judd can’t take his eyes off himself. He moans about how vulnerable he looks and feels. I take the opportunity to piss on his hole. He gasps—and then moans as I lick it off him. I fuck him. Harder now. The chains rattle. I use the egg-headed dildo. He pants on the size of the head, but he takes it—and feels proud. I use it strictly as a stretch—there is no way my cock is joining the dildo inside Judd. It’s back to just my dick. His hole is looser now, but still tight compared to so many of the men who frequent the sling. “Fucker me harder, Sir. I can take it.” So I do. And he can. I use the graduating balls on him, just to give him one additional new sensation up his ass. I fuck again. I stop, still fully in him. “Where would you like to get bred? Here or the bench? He thinks for a millisecond. “The bench. I feel even more used over there.” I get him out of the sling and onto the bench. I piss on his hole again—and he whimpers. I lick him clean—and it makes my cock drool. I am so ready to breed. “I want your load, Sir…” “I know you do,” I say, standing up. I slide in. I can still feel some hot piss clinging to his pucker, that pucker that isn’t closing so tightly now. “Give it to me…” He looks up, into the mirror in front of me. He can see me fucking him, slapping his generous ass as I plow. And I’m there. I cum—spurt and spurt… * Judd comes back to the playroom to get dressed after his shower. I am picking up the towels and toys, etc. as he sits on the bed to dress. “I saw you once before…” “Oh?” “Up in Lansing. You came into a gloryhole booth I was using. Your cock was out and hard—just like today. But I didn’t get to suck it. You were distracted by someone else.” I have no memory of this. “But I sure had it today.” He did indeed… The original post, with the pictures mentioned, is here: From My Side of the Sling: “Please, Just Go Slow…” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 11, 2023-
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"This Is Pig Play, Right?"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—January, 2023 Towards the end of the month, I got a text from Jack. He is the bear I’d met at the bookstore, but who has also gotten well fucked in the playroom. He was horny. He’d been away on a short sex vacation but was in need of more. I was happy to have him back. He is always eager. We’d set a 1pm play time—and he was at my door a good 10 minutes early. I was ready for him. I took him downstairs, reminded him to put his clothes on the chair, not the bed—and went upstairs to strip myself… Jack is already on his knees as I come in the playroom door. He is at the base of the bench, hands behind his back, his eyes riveted to the bulge in my yellowed jock. I walk over. The pouch of my jock is at the perfect height to bury his face in it. He inhales deeply and makes a deep guttural sound in the back of his throat. His tongue snakes out and begins to lick the stained fabric. I let him get the jock good and wet before I work my balls free of the fabric. “Lick them—don’t suck.” He does. Hungrily. “Now, carefully, into your mouth. One at a time.” He follows my directions. He sucks gently on them, leaving the hairy orbs good and wet. Only now do I get my cock out of the jock. It is swollen, but once free of the fabric it erects. The angry red head is drooling and slaps him on the cheek. “Suck it.” He does. Really well—just like when we first met. Eventually I grab him by the ears and face fuck him, giving him about three quarters of my length. His cock, swinging free, begins to drool as I do this. I pull out and turn around. I reach behind me and pull his face into my ass cheeks. He mumbles his thanks as he rims me for the first time today, making me groan as I see myself in the mirror directly in front of me. “I need to do that to you. Up on the bench.” Jack scrambles up. It’s my turn to kneel and tongue his muscle butt. I push my spit deep into his ass. He is groaning now, telling me he can’t wait for my dick to be inside him. I stand up, cock lubed and ready. I push in. He flowers open and I sink in, about half my length. A steady push and now I’m balls deep. “Fuck, you always feel bigger than I remember,” he mutters. I hold a moment and then begin to fuck. Slow and deep. Then faster and faster. I pull out and Jack begs to taste his ass on my cock. It’s where I was headed—I want him to savor his ass juices. “Taste your ass,” I grunt out as he slobbers on my dick. “Leave it good and wet—I’m not going to add any more lube.” He leaves me slick and dripping. I walk around and slide back into his hole. This time the fuck is faster and harder. He cleans me with his mouth once again when I pull out. I unsnap the restraints hanging at the four corners of the sling. I buckle them on his wrists and ankles. This is new for him. His cock hardens again as I do it. I get him up and lower the middle of the fuck bench until it becomes a padded table. “On your back, ass right at the edge.” I make a quickly calculation that I don’t think he’s quite flexible enough for the hogtie—all four pulled together. I grab the spreader bar instead. I fasten it to his ankle restraints. I give it to him to pull his legs into the air. “Fuck, yes….” he hisses. I kneel and spit on his hole, twice. I stand, grabbing the bar and rolling his ass back and up to a slightly better angle. I line up my cock with his now puffy ass lips. I push forward and he takes every inch of me. I lean in and fuck him hard. I love the sound of how wet his hole has become. He looks down at the mirror on the wall. It’s placed carefully so he can see me rail into him. Over and over. When I sense he might be tiring, I pull out and let his legs down to the floor before I unclip them from the bar. “You want me in the sling?” He knows my routine too, well, so…”No, I’m getting in the sling and you are going to eat my ass. This makes him even happier. I get the foam mat from the rimseat and place it on the floor at the business end of the sling. I know how long we are both going to want him down there. I get up and into it. I have saved some poppers in the freezer just for this moment. I wait for his tongue to start licking on my tight pucker before I take the first hit. The moment the cap is back on the bottle I begin babbling how good he is making me feel. He grunts and tries harder, licking up and down my ass crack. My cock is rock hard. And I need to piss. I point it straight up and let it rain down on his face and my balls. I am a veritable piss fountain. I am giving him way more than I expected. He grunts out his appreciation and licks it all up. I love going from dry to damp with his saliva to wet with piss to damp again. “Remember, you can piss on my ass too, if you have any.” Last time he couldn’t let his piss fly. But today is different. He stands up and lets out a steady stream of piss, covering my balls before letting the last of it zero in on my asshole. The moment his stream peters out, he is back on his knees and licking me clean. I take a second hit and revel in his mouth worshipping my hole, all while catching the steady drip of his piss from my balls onto his tongue. “I have more piss,” he mumbles into my ass. “Can I do it again?” “Fuck, yes!” I take a hit. He pisses again, a much weaker stream, down my ass crack. He licks me clean, saving some piss in his mouth. He comes around the side of the sling and we yellow ball his piss back and forth in our mouths… * Jack is in the sling now. I am fucking him. I have used a couple of toys on him. The egg-headed dildo, of course. With my dick alongside. First above the toy, then under it. Jack has asked for the black butt plug. At this point, he takes it smoothly and easily. I am now fucking to get off, hammering his ass. Suddenly, I pull out. It’s my turn to piss on his balls and hole. I lick it up and move to the side of the sling. He opens his mouth and this time I let it dribble out of mine in a piss waterfall, landing on his tongue. He gurgles and swallows. I give him my dick to clean, too. I move back to his ass. “It’s time to breed you.” He groans an affirmative. I fuck. Harder. I eat his piss-y hole and jerk my cock. So damn close. I stand up, slide in and begin to pump. “Knock me up,” he grunts out. And I do. Blast after blast of cum deep inside his guts. I stay in place a long time, marinating in my cum. Finally, I pull out. Just the tiniest trickle of cum comes with me, the rest being so deep. I lick it up, before standing and leaning across him and drooling the few drops into his open mouth. I towel his ass down a little before he moves. “So,” he says, “I keep reading about it online. This is pig play, right?” I kneel, burrow my tongue into his ass again, then bring it to his mouth before I answer… The original is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2023/03/this-is-pig-play-right.html March 5, 2023 -
So it’s been a bit, had fun but nothing worth writing home about until today. Sunday started like any other, wake up check my phone for messages and news when I was a message from bbrt, annoyed I might have missed a hookup last night I check my message and write the guy back and was suprised when I got a reply back quickly “yo fag coming back late I should just block ya but I need a twink on my rod now so where?” I still remember the smile that hit my lips and I replied “I’m free wherever you want me just need to shower and I’m yours” before I even showered I got a message with a location marker and a small message “be there in 10 don’t care if ur clean I need to unload before I work”. So I skip the shower and everything and just rush out the spot being almost 10 minutes away, when I get there I find a beat up old car sitting there when I go over he opens the side door and looks at me, for a blank profile I saw a older man in his 50ies greying hair but well built body wearing a construction working uniform with a lot of dirt. “Get in now” he gave me such a grin I was in without thinking and closed the door behind me. He drove off not saying anything, the scent of body odour filled the car as I watched him drive to a construction site and parked up, he didn’t wait a second leaning over kissing me hard his hand gripping my neck holding me in place before pulling away and just said “get out”. He took me into one of the buildings they were working on once inside he pointed to a table, “strip put your clothes there” I couldn’t resist him as I pulled each piece of clothes off till I was standing in my trainers naked in the empty half built room his eyes all over me. He watched me for a bit before opening his overalls pulling his dick out, “ok dirty boy get on my dirty old dick” he jerked his cock a little getting it hard at a reasonable 6-7inches I got down to my knees licking his cock head my nose filled with his scent I wanted to savour this but he grabbed my head pulling me onto his cock hard his hands wrapped in my hair not letting me off as he starts thrusting into my throat, “good boy hope your ass is as good as your sweet mouth” he didn’t stop fucking my throat despite my gags I could barely breath and I started to black out. He pulled off letting me breath panting on all fours he moved round me grabbing my ass slapping it, “ok boy last chance ya wanna go then go if not I’m not stopping till my balls are empty” I couldn’t talk still gasping I just leaned lower pushing my ass up ready not believing how much I was giving up to this old man, and he didn’t wait for me to think more as he gripped my hips and rubbed his wet cock over my ass his rough finger pushing into my hole opening me up, my moans seem to make him horny as he didn’t even warn me before he pulled his finger out and pushed his cock in bare and hard. He pounded me like this for what seemed liked ages, fucking with long deep thrusts my cock leaking and slapping into me covering my stomach with my precum. I felt him pull me up gripping my neck and whispered “ready for my load boy?” I just whimpered out “breed me give me your load please” I couldn’t say more as his grip tightened as he came inside me. As he slowed his grip didn’t loosen and before long I felt him pick me up and throw me down on my clothes on the table, I saw his semi hard cock approach my mouth opening I took him in tasting his cum and my own ass. His look as I cleaned his cock told me he loved it and as he pulled out he started pissijg over my face laughing before he put his cock away and grabbed my boxers wrapping it round my cock jerking me hard until I came in them, “thanks kid next time respond when I ask and you will get way more” and he left me there naked his load leaking out of me, smelling of piss and only having my shorts and tshirt to get home with. It was a long walk home but feeling his cum slosh inside me till I couldn’t wait and went in a public toilet squatting letting the cum leak out before I scooped it up licking it up.
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1st Story on here so hope you lads enjoys. Was chatting to this English lad who lived in Dublin. I was in Belfast but told I can travel up only takes about hour. We were both about 25 at the time so up I went one afternoon found his house easily and knocked on door he opened it Naked took he in and almost straight away took out Glass pipe I never really had done any hard drugs but a couple shotguns and I was up for anything asked me if I would fuck raw which I always love doing then asked if I would do him live on Internet Cam4 of course been so high I was game had him on bed and only lasted about 5 mins before breeding him then held up his legs and rimmed my load out of his ass and feed it to him then we started to suck each other could feel him hold my head and seconds later I felt him start to fill my mouth with his chem piss within seconds I was hooked lots more to come
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Jack Gets Wet--Inside and Out
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—November, 2022 Jack came back to the playroom on one of the last days of November. He was the bear I had met at a bookstore and then used again in the playroom just a few days later. I was more than ready to have another hot session with this burly pig… Jack is naked when I come downstairs. He kneels, fully erect and throbbing, at the base of the fuck bench. I strip off my robe and toss it on the bed behind me. Jack begins to nuzzle my full pouch. I have deliberately worn a piss-stained jock. He inhales deeply before his tongue begins exploring the slightly yellowed fabric. “I want to drink your piss today,” he murmurs, before working my hardening dick out of the moist fabric and into his wet mouth. I harden instantly. I let him suck me for a long time, watching our reflection in the mirror. “I need to taste your hole.” I indicate he should get up on the bench behind him. He moves around and presents me with his full ass. I go to my knees and burrow in. His hole opens easily as I tongue him. He opens his poppers for the first time as I spit on his crack and smear it around with my tongue. As the vapor hits him, I tongue fuck him as deeply as I know how. He groans—and begins to pant. “Fuck me, Sir.” I ignore him. I am having too much fun getting his tasty hole as wet as possible. Of course, I eventually stand up and slide into him. He takes me easily at this point—one long steady glide in until my pubes grind against his upturned ass. I hold for the briefest of moments—and begin to fuck into him. Jack groans in pleasure. “Give it to me. All of it.” I am pumping him balls deep on every stroke. I slow the fuck as he inhales poppers, but pick up the speed again as I hear the cap go back on. I fuck him hard. And abruptly pull out. I walk around and feed him his dick with a “Taste your ass.” Jack loves this. He cranes around to take all of me. I fuck his face a little. I lift my left leg up and place it on the far lower level of the bench. It allows me even more depth down his throat. He gasps and sputters. I pull out of him—bringing up some deep spittle. I wrap it around my cock shaft, walk back to his ass and fuck it into him. I pull out when I feel I can piss. Just a splash up and down his thoroughly fucked ass crack. I lick up some of the piss clinging to his ass hair. I fuck some into him, before I bring my cock back to his mouth with the new flavor. He gobbles me down as before. I don’t let it go on as long. I pull almost all the way out, and feed him a splash of my piss, for the first time, right from the tap. He gurgles it down happily. We fuck some more, once with another splash of piss in the mix. “Sling time.” I get him situated in the sling with his legs in the stirrups. I spend a long time on my knees rimming, reveling in the mix of ass juice, piss, pre-cum and coconut oil lube. Jack can’t take his eyes off the mirror above him, watching me rim and spit the juices back into his hole. I stand and fuck him. A lot. His hole is slick and accommodating to every thrust. “I want to lick your butt,” Jack pants. I slow down and pull out. I go around for him to clean my cock before I help him out. I jump in the sling. I start with my boots braced against the poles. He eats me expertly—as he has every time we’ve met. Eventually, I get my boots into the stirrups, not bothering to have him stop and help. I take a hit of poppers myself, lay back and let him eat me out. “Let’s try something.” I get my left leg out of the stirrup. I ask him to unhook it. He does and I take it, sliding the stirrup to my knee, then fastening it behind me on the D ring of the sling. We do the same with the right. It tilts my ass up higher. It makes him have a better angle for tongue fucking. “I think I have some piss.” It’s a long wait, but worth it. His hot piss plays up and down my ass crack. It pools on my balls and cascades to the towel on the floor. The moment he’s done, he goes back to his knees and begins licking. He groans and mutters as he tongues me dry. I take another hit of poppers and let him enjoy my ass… * Jack is back in the sling. I am in rim/fuck/rim/fuck/rim mode. Suddenly I stop. My pandemic devil’s dick is still in the freezer. I can’t think of anyone who will enjoy it more. I go up and bring it down to him. The shot glass, with a condom lining, is full with 7 or 8 loads. All mine. I pull it out and dangle it in Jack’s line of vision. “Shove it in me, Sir. Please.” I strip away the latex. The hunk of frozen cum is already beginning to melt. I finger it up Jack’s gape. He groans. I instantly stick my dick in him. I want to feel it melt over my dick. I am not disappointed. I begin to fuck. My melting cum changes the feel of the fuck. It makes me fuck him harder, too. I do pull out and let him lick some of the melted cum from my cockhead. He slurps noisily at it, moaning as he tongues me. I fuck him again. “Rim seat.” He knows I want to eat my jizz out of him. I slide under the seat and Jack sits. His ass opens and the first drip drops onto my tongue. I poke up into him. And again. I am rewarded with the remains of the cum load. I savor it and swallow. I tongue fuck him again. I get one more drip. I smear it around his puffy ass lips. But then I open wider and suck his nether lips into my mouth. “I want to eat you on this too, Sir.” We switch. He eats my hole hungrily. Aggressively. I finally have to stand up—I am not used to so much tongue work down there. “I need to breed, anyway,” I pant. We do it in the sling. Jack lies back and I am up him instantly. This deep in his ass, I can still feel the remains of my cum. I fuck. Hard. Jack jerks himself. I am so ready to give him a load. “You want it?” I ask, looking into his eyes. “You know I do!” I fuck him harder. “Oh, fuck…” My cock swells—and I begin to spew deep in his guts… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Jack Gets Wet--Inside and Out (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) December 24, 2022 -
Who here likes piss up the ass? Nothing hotter than the feel of a hard cock in your ass and the warm fill of his piss.
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I always suspected that I liked cock from a young age, but I did everything to push it out of my mind. Still a virgin at age of 18 went off to do my military training. I always waited until all the other guys in my platoon had finished showering and then would go shower. sometimes while showering a guy from another platoon would come shower, and I found my cock would start to get stiff especially when i would take the odd glance and see the guys cock hanging. It was not until my last 6 months in the military did I realise I wanted cock so bad. One event is forever etched in my memory. My platoon had just returned from survival training, and of course everyone rushed to the showers. I waited as usual, and then when I thought everyone was done went to shower. As I took off my clothes and was stepping into the shower, one of my buddies from my platoon entered. He undressed and came to shower next to me, initially unaware of the impact he was having on me. Fuck, he was gorgeous, muscular body, uncut cock, not too huge, but i could see veins protruding on the shaft, and for some reason this turned me on. My breathing became more shallow and rapid and i was doing everything I could to keep my cock down. Then it happened he leaned over to borrow some shampoo, and our cocks touched, and our arms. Oh shit it was electrifying, he could feel the electrical energy and seemed stunned. I quickly jumped out the shower, grabbed my towel and made a hasty retreat for the tent. I got there , fuck my cock was so stiff. Everyone had gone for supper. I started to dress, feeling shocked and confused. I had my back turned to the tent entrance, and my lilly white bubble butt was exposed. I heard rustling, and turned slightly around, and it was my buddy. oh fuck, I thought he is going to rat me out as a queer. I ignored him and carried on dressing, I just managed to get my underwear on with my uncut bulge protruding very obviously, and then i felt from behind his arms around me, and he was whispering something in my ear which i couldnt make out. His breath was warm and titillating in my ear. But my attention was on something hard pushing in my butt cheeks. Fuck its his cock I realised, so hot and hard. I tried to turn around to see, but he was much stronger than me. His arms had gripped my arms so tightly from behind. He whispered now more loudly in my ear, you know we both want it, it doesnt make us queers. I stammered er want what, what are u doing? And now with his arms and powerful legs he was forcing me to the bed. I flopped onto it on my stomach, lying there feeling so many things at the same time. Then I felt his muscular body on top of me, and I could now feel his cock so hard and his mushroom cock head pulsating as it search for my hole. Oh shit, he found it. I could feel that thick cock head pressing against my virgin hole. He now had his arms under my chin, his legs were forcing my legs open and he whispered to me, i have wanted your ass ever since i saw it, and now I am going to breed you and fill your hole with my cum. Then he started kissing me, while simultaneously that cock head of his was pushing. Things were racing through my mind, what if we get caught, what if he hurts me, fuck it was getting sore. Then he got off me instructing me not to move, I just lay there. All I could feel at the moment was my stiff cock and precum oozing out. Shit i was horny, but also terrified what he was going to do with me. I felt the weight of his body on me again, I could now clearly feel his low hangers lying in my crack and the spongy cock head. Then his hands back around my neck, he put a little bottle in front of my nose and held one nostril closed and said breathe. I sniffed the vapour and then again from the other nostril. Oh shit i suddenly had this warm feeling all over me and i could feel my hole opening and closing. I felt myself making involuntary movements of my ass and thinking I want you to fuck me. He then held the small bottle to my nostrils, and he said take it deep. I sniffed deeply and as I did this, I felt his cock head slip into my hole. Oh shit, the pain, I was feeling confused it was so sore, but i wanted it. As I clung to that little bottle and got wasted, I could feel his thick shaft going in. He was breathing weirdly, and i realised that it would not be lomg before he shot his cum. so he worked my hole slow deep moveents becoming longer each time, now he was thrusting his cock in and out my hole. I could feel his balls banging against my ass, and i was saying to myself, fuck me give me your seed. His point of cumming happened very easily, next minute he pulled his fat cock out and I could feel his body shaking as cum was shooting on outside of my hole. he then grabbed his cock and fucked his cum into me. i could hear splishy sounds and I realised that he had filled me with his seed. I could feel him removing his cock from my hole, some cum was oozing out, he quickly scooped it up and put it into his own mouth, and then started kissing me, sharing his cum with me. He then told me to lie on my back, and then he came to straddle over me, his balls in my face, and said clean my cock. I cleaned every bit of cum off his cock. He now replaced the butt plug in my hole and lay down next to me, looking absolutely spent. I was still coming to terms with what just happened and oh yes I wanted it to happen again. For the remaining time that we were in the military he serviced me every single night, quite often more than once. He would often spoon me, his cock deep inside me. I loved that boy so much now. Every week he would introduce me to new things happening. It was from him I learned the thrill of being fucked anonymously. He taught me the pure ecastacy associated with the feel of another mans cock on your cock. He taught me how to dock and the difference between wet and dry docking. One of my favorite memories is when he came home from work, he had a metal rod (flat )sound and greased the entire rod. He then, started to push the rod down his cock, He got me to mount the other side of the rod so we fucked that rod till our cocks touched.. i just love the feel and when our cock heads touch. After I left the military, I never saw him again, and i managed to convince myself that it was a once off thing and would not do it again. But as we all know that yearning aching for another man does not go away. One day while teaching at a tertiary institute, a black student came up to me after my lesson to ask me something. I just happened to look down and i got a quick glance of his package, it must have been huge, i could see full outline of one massive thick cock. This was my trigger, I needed a cock and cum straiight away. I searched through the personals in the newspaper of men seeking men, and came upon a guy who does massages with happy endings. What he also did was some light cock and ball torture. I still remember driving like a lunatic to get to him, my zip undone and my cock put in the car. He was a tall slim man but had a massive cock. I lay naked on his massage table and i got my first intro to cbt. He tied up my balls, and then started to lift me off the massage table by my balls. fuck it was amazing. I was on tip toe with my balls and sac pulled up holding me, and then he put his cock into me and pounded me like that. he came deep in me and then fed me some. It was sweet having mixed with all my juices. This session seemed to satisfy me for a while, but of course cravings came back. This time however i wanted to have my cock in a guys hole. i found easiest place was at a sex club, and so 3 times a week i would visit a club and breed whoever through the glory hole. I love it anonymous and something exciting about fucking someone you do not know. I developed a real love for assess and specifically assess on young men, men who often had a daddy fixation. I found every opportunity to fuck a hole and breed. Now as I have got older the desire to be a bottom is almost overwhelming. My fantasy is to be pinned down on a bed and then fucked by huge cocks and filled with their cum. Tomorrow im off to see a young guy who has an amazing curved veiny cock, and he is going to pump me full of chem cum. Can hardly wait. My new adventures as a bottom begins. I fucked this ass so many times and filled it with my cum
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I finally took my first pee load from a stranger and it was amazing. I've been peed on but never peed in, and it's been a major fantasy of mine for as long as I can remember. I've been doing solo WS for years and I took the step of asking my boyfriend to give me a golden shower last year. I've been wringing my own piss into my mouth from my underwear and loving it, but I wanted to take a hot piss load and swallow it. It feels so liberating to be able to say I did it! I can't explain why, but it feels like I've been screaming at the top of my lungs and nobody could hear me. And now I've been heard and my fantasy came true.
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Hey guys! I know Portugal its a quiet place, but let's some noise in the social media and share content or made some partys! I'm living in Porto actually and need know others guys to [banned word] talk about it. Lets made a group in Telegram? Who are with me?
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Does anyone else get turned off by condoms in porn? I’m sure this has been discussed before but it’s just such a turn off for me. I can be hard at and about to nut and all of a sudden I see a condom and I go limp. It’s an automatic turn off for me. Anyone else have the same opinion?
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Rimming and Breeding Jack's Wet Hole
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—October, 2022 I had met him just a few days ago. Jack was one of the players I wrote about in The Right Men in the Right Place. (He was only identified as the Bear in Part One and Part Two). He is around my age, with a thick ex-footballer build to him. He loved my dick in his hole, and his tongue in my ass. He had asked for my number before we were done there. A week later he was ringing my doorbell for an afternoon in my playroom… He is naked, his clothes tossed on the chair behind the door, when I walk back into the playroom. He is standing by the bed and watching the porn, hard as a rock. I slip out of my robe and toss it on the chair. His eyes follow me as I move to the fuck bench, lean against it and tell him to suck my cock. He kneels and spends long moments inhaling the scent of the jock pouch. He grunts his approval and begins to lick the loosely woven fabric. My dick, already plumped, responds to his hot breath, and hotter tongue. It hardens, making the pouch look obscenely distended. He lifts an edge and my cock springs free. He mouths the helmet head for a moment, before taking me down his throat. To the root. And holding it there. I push slightly—making him choke. He pulls off and looks at me with pure lust in his eyes. “Do that again.” So I do. He comes up for air, trailing a long strand of deep throat spit. My hand reaches out, winds it around my fingers and I smear it on his face. This makes his hard cock ooze. We do it all again, repeating the same process. “Up on the bench,” He kneels there, presenting me with his full ass. “Anything you want,” he tells me. I choose to tongue it first. Deep and hard. He looks to the left and sees the mirror leaning against the wall. It is at an angle that shows him just what I’m doing. Now he can see it as well as feel it. He moans. I stand up. “Did you say ‘anything?’” “Yes, Sir. I don’t answer, I just piss down his ass crack. A short, quick blast. I go to my knees and lick him clean. I stand up and do it again. I lick him clean once more as I grease up my cock. This time when I stand, I push into him. His puffy ass lips part and take me. One inch. Two. I keep up the relentless pressure—and every inch is soon buried in his hot, wet butt. “Fuck me!” I hold another moment—and then begin a slow fuck. I speed up quickly. I am sawing into his wet hole repeatedly. Just as suddenly I stop. “You want to taste your hole?” “Yes, Sir. Love it.” I walk around to his mouth. He gobbles me down, slurping loudly. “Can you taste any of my piss?” He grunts something that sounds like an affirmative. I go back and fuck him some more. When I pull out, he pleads to let him clean my cock. I let him. I even fuck his mouth a little, but the angle is bad to go too deep. Then it’s another round in his butt. He has asked for some pictures of his ass, so I take a few. He pulls his cheeks apart—he’ll be showing his sloppy hole to anyone looking at his profile. I put down the camera and eat his ass as he holds it open. Which makes me want to fuck it one more time… * We’ve moved to the sling. He can’t take his eyes off the mirror above him—watching me fuck away at his hot ass. It is refreshing to fuck a man who doesn’t rely on poppers to take me. His hole is responsive to every thrust. “Remember,” he murmurs between grunts, “I want some time on your ass, too.” This makes me fuck him harder, rattling the chains. Finally, I stop to catch my breath. “Let me eat your ass. Please.” “Sling or rimseat?” I ask. “Both.” I help him out and take his place in the sling. He dumps the clothes out of the chair onto the bed, so he can sit and munch on my butt. He licks the length of the crack—and then zeros in on teasing my hole with his tongue. He’s great. And obviously loves it. He’s rock hard. I stroke and watch what he’s doing in the mirror. I try to see if I can give him some piss while he’s rimming, but the bladder seems to be dry. I just lie back and stroke. “I want to try the rimseat.” I get out and drag it from its corner. I arrange the mat to lie on. “Let me give you a break and go under first.” I do. His ass fills every bit of room. My mouth is plastered to his wet hole. I can barely get air. But it makes me every bit as hard as he was when he was eating mine. I tongue fuck him, getting a cascade of ass jizz mixed with my precum. It’s my turn to groan. He must feel it dripping out of him as he moans right along with me. I turn myself to the side in order to get some air. I take a deep breath and tongue fuck him again. He stands up. “My turn.” We switch. I sit gingerly on the seat. His tongue is instantly swabbing my crack and hole. I sit and stroke—watching the porn and feeling my hole welcome his tongue. Jack’s tongue and mouth are indefatigable. My hole is amazing relaxed and wet. I am so close to shooting and I’ll be damned if I am going to let it coat his chest. He needs it inside his ass…as much as I want to put it there. “I need to breed you. You want my cum up your hole?” “Yes!” he mumbles, still buried in me. I stand up. I move around and help him to his feet. “Sling or bench?” “Sling,” he decides. “I can see more.” Back to the sling we go. I taste his hole the moment he is positioned in it again. My cock is slick and ready. I stand up and plow into him. He grunts at the force of my entry. I can’t help it. I am in total rut. I can think of nothing but my release. Two strokes. Maybe three. And I explode. Jack groans and squeezes down on my cock. I couldn’t pull out of him now even if I wanted… * (And Jack capped it all off by having me stretch out on the bed and giving me a back rub. He’s coming back next week!) The original, with pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Rimming and Breeding Jack's Wet Hole (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 15, 2022 -
I mid-thirties, a scruffy blond who likes swimming and running mixed in with occasional weights. This means I’m 5”11 and fit. I’ve clipped my chest hair and have pierced tits. I’ve a good sized cock, 8” with a bolt through the head and a piercing behind the glans; shaved balls but I’ve kept my tight hole covered by a good growth of blond arse hair. I’m more of a bottom boy and pretty slutty with the right guy or guys. Sometimes I do like to fuck. I’ve been in a relationship with my black partner for 20 years and we play together or solo. As you can imagine as a black guy he is hung like a horse and ripped. He also knows how to fuck me. A quick spit, a quick lick then deep and raw. Splitting my cunt open. He never takes no for an answer. Ever. He wants me, he takes me. I swim every day, twice a day. Morning and evening. The gym is a short walk from our house; and shorter if I walk through the local housing estate. It’s not rough but I’m still careful. Swimming first thing or last thing means I have the pool to myself. I do a minimum of 75 lengths each session and wear classic speedos to avoid drag. That’s what I tell people but to be honest I love wearing speedos. Usually, I’m the only person there at night but recently I’ve been joined by a guy. And I admit he’s hot, in that straight kind of way. I don’t have a type but usually I got for beefy hairy daddies who can teach me a thing or two as “Daddy” or fit muscle guys who can throw me around and treat me like a whore. And they need to be hung and engine-powered fuck machines. I’m a size queen and proud of it. 8” minimum otherwise I’m not interested. Bigger is better. If I’m honest I like to gag on a cock til I retch and then be hard fucked, bred and pissed on. Me and my husband are both on prep and he likes nothing better than fucking my cummy hole. Not really into rimming. I just want cock deep in my cunt. Yeah, I love that word. And “breed”. And as I mentioned, I like piss. Always surprised me how many guys say they’re into it but when it comes down to it, hosing me down and making me drink it, they become prissy shits. Basically, I’m a preppy guy hiding a dirty fucker deep inside my cummy cunt. Lol. If I fuck, then I go for tight arsed twinks with smooth cunts. And hopefully who have never take a double pierced cock or taken it raw. Always raw. Corruption is fun. Makes my cock drip and my cunt clench. So this guy. Not my type at all but I’m intrigued. He’s about 5”9’, dark haired and tattooed. And I mean completely inked from head to toe. When I first spotted him I couldn’t tell exactly what they were but over the past few weeks I’ve seen him closer up - in the changing room or by the side of the pool. A massive two headed dragon is inked across his chest and the tail wraps around his waist to join up to a picture of the tree across his back. There are lots of smaller tattoos on the tree but I can’t make out what they are. His arms are covered in vine leaves or something and his legs in what seem to be lots of individual symbols. He also has pierced tits which I always think is unusual in a guy so young. I reckon he’s about 25. 27 tops. Body wise he is definitely a swimmer. He’s lean and muscular. But he’s definitely straight. He wears baggy swim shorts but I reckon from what swings around inside that his cock isn’t too bad. He always arrives after me, does about 50 lengths and is gone before I leave the pool. Once or twice I’ve seen him in the changing room. But he’s never been naked. Always dressed in at least his boxers. He nods or says “Hey” but that’s it. He’s not my type. Not a daddy, not a muscle stud and not a twink. That suits me fine. Or I should say ‘suited’ me fine until the other night. It was a Tuesday. I arrived slightly later than expected because I had worked late to clear my desk. The guy at the counter nodded me through and as ever there were one or two guys working out. It’s an old gym. Used to be a gentleman’s club or something so there are two changing rooms - one for the gym; and a smaller one next to the swimming pool which is in the basement. I always use the smaller room, it’s closer to the pool and it’s quieter. Also, if I’m honest the smell of sweat gives me an instant hard on. Not really always appropriate in a gym. So I headed downstairs and pushed the door open. There are two rows of lockers and they look straight into the shower cubicles. I stopped dead in my tracks. There, under a spray of water was the guy. First let me say that he was much fitter than I thought. His muscles ripples under his inked skin as the water cascaded down his body. He eyes were closed and his mouth open. And instantly the reason why was really clear. Both his hands were wrapped around a monster of a cock. It was at least 10” and thicker than my arm. And sporting a massive ring through the head of his cock. I was transfixed as I watched him jack his massive piece of meat. I watched as he beat his dong and then as he turned and sprayed a fountain of cum against the wall. Slapping his cock to empty that thick tube of every drop. I suddenly realised I had to beat a retreat and before he noticed me I was out of the door and heading out. Needless to say my cock was rigid. And my moth dry. Swimming was out of the question.
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Hey guys - here's a new story, but it is based on and a continuation of the story "Best Brothers." You don't need to have read Best Brothers to start this one, but it's a great flow! Here's the link to Best Brothers: This story is with special thanks to @BBSwimmerBoy for being such a hot, slutty, sleazy skank and dream brother. One of the main characters is based on you, bro! Enjoy guys! A YOUNG LUST OR FIRST LOVE? Braden wrapped his hand around his hard, throbbing eight-and-a-half inch cut cock, stroking steadily as he closed his eyes and thought back to last weekend. His dick stirred every time he let his mind wander back to being at that club with his brother. How freeing it was to share that night with him, even if he didn’t share all the events of the night. Finally letting his brother see his true self as he was eagerly fucked over and over – all of them using him and needing to cum inside him. Braden never forgetting the smile he saw on his brother’s face when he took the first load of the night. Braden hadn’t had sex in the four days since that beautiful night out. Remembering back to Jonny and Marc. Then remembering when he found his older brother, Ryan, in that dark corner of the bar, both of them in their jock and harness with asses dripping cum. When Ryan slid inside him and fucked his final load of the night into his little brother, it was almost as if… Braden’s dick throbbed, his balls tightened, his mouth opened as he let out a soft moan and his cock exploded. Cum shot all over his smooth teen abs, chest and face. KNOCK ON THE DOOR “Sweetie, you ready to go? You don’t want to miss your flight!” “Yeah mom, I’ll be right out!” Braden stood up, going his bathroom to clean up. He put on a pair of baby blue and pink Pump briefs, tight jeans and a tailored, tight-fitting T-shirt. Washed a bit of cum from his shaggy brown hair and quickly styled it. Grabbed his bags and went down-stairs to meet his mother. As they got into his mom’s Range Rover, Braden thanked her for taking him to the airport since his brother Ryan had to go on a last-minute work trip. Everyone thought Braden was a perfect kid. Eighteen-years old and heading off to UCLA in the fall, he was a preppy, polite swimmer jock with a 4.0 GPA going to college in LA on a scholarship that he didn’t need. He’s been out to everyone since he was 15 and made his parents proud – they constantly bragged about him to all their liberal, elite friends in the Bay area. They did the same with their eldest gay son, Ryan. Both of them were popular, but not interested in the high school drama, having just as many nerd friends as those who were jocks. Ryan played soccer and Braden swam. Braden swam a lot and his lean muscled build and deep blue eyes made it easy for him to have sex. He always knew he was gay, but not being feminine meant the girls still wanted him, a lot. He was always polite when letting them down. Braden’s extreme sex drive was genetically inherited, just like that of his brother. He jerked off every morning, occasionally at school during lunch, and could spend hours edging at night. If he hooked up, it would amp him up, making him even hornier. Even if he came, which wasn’t always the case, he would usually jack off again a couple hours later. Braden kissed his mother goodbye at the airport and caught his flight to Chicago. It was the end of June and he was taking a special trip for a pre-collegiate swim meet. It would be two days of competition for swimmers and divers from colleges all around the country, a handful of Ivy Leagues, some of the Big Ten and Braden easily qualified to go. Northwestern University was hosting. Braden was excited to compete and get to know a couple other incoming freshmen, but what he was really excited about was that after the competition was over on Friday afternoon, it would be Pride in Chicago. He figured everyone would head home that Saturday, but Braden booked a hotel in Boys Town for Saturday and Sunday night. He had met his roommate for the stay Wednesday through Friday night, and he was OK but decidedly straight and a drip. Very little chance Braden would get the room to himself and even less of a chance that his roomie for the trip would go out to the party that Friday night. Apparently, it was traditional for one of the fraternities to host a party the night after the competition finished. Drunken frat boys and incoming freshmen figuring out how they would fit into the college jock tribe. Braden was somewhat excited to go, but what he really couldn’t wait for was Saturday when he could ditch his teammates and explore Boystown. He’d heard it gets pretty wild, especially at the Steamworks bathhouse! The pool was packed. A co-ed event of swimmers and divers made the pool and the two locker rooms very crowded. And it was a hot summer week, so everyone would wear their suits under gym shorts and walk back to the dorms wet, many of them shirtless. Everyone was fit, cocky, and rowdy. Braden’s gaydar was not very well refined, although it was going off quite a bit, along with Grindr and Sniffies. In person, though, he just wasn’t yet confident in mixed settings. He had plenty of sexual experience, with teammates from high school and online hook ups, but he was not versed in navigating new jocks he didn’t know. One guy really caught his eye A. blond-haired, blue-eyed, smooth, high energy and popular swimmer. His name was Nic and he swam the butterfly like a Greek god. Standing about 6 feet tall, the same height as Braden, he had a smile that arrested everyone, and made Braden feel nervous and insecure for the first time in a long time. ***FROM BRADEN*** I grab one of the open showers for a quick rinse. The water cascading over my smooth body and tight fitting speedo combined with the endless sea of horny wet guys in speedos made my dick start to stir. Fuck, I don’t want to bone up here, not really. Every showerhead was running hot water and it was intensely steamy. This locker room had to be designed for maybe a quarter of the guys who were in here right now. I grab my towel and walk over to the sink to dry off. When I pull the towel off my head and open my eyes, there was Nic standing right next to me, drying himself. We both smile at each other. Nic – Fucking crowded in here, isn’t it! Me – I know. It’s crazy. But I can’t complain. Nic – Haha, neither can I. Fuck, is he checking me out. I run my eyes up and down his body. I’m at a loss for words. Nic – You swam really well today. Me – Thanks man, you too. Your fly is pretty fuckin’ incredible. OK, now he’s totally checking me out hard. And he is so hot. Our eyes keep darting back and forth from each other’s bulges and abs to our faces. I adjust my suit a little, just enough to move my semi-hard cock around. Nic gives me a smirk – subtle, but I got it. Nic – Thanks man. Yeah, it is one of my favorite strokes. Me – Yah, gives you killer abs, too. We both laugh a little. He turns to me and sticks his hand out. Nic – My name’s Nic. Me – Hey… I’m Braden. Um…where do you live? We shake hands for a little too long before we let them go. I turn and press my ass to the sink counter and watch Nic finish drying off. Nic – New York. Manhattan. But I’m going to school this fall in Boston. You? Me – Oh cool man. I’m from San Fran, but I’m going to UCLA this fall. Nic grabs his t-shirt and puts it on, although he’s not quite dry. Nic – Oh that’s awesome Man. LA is so much fun. I wish I was going somewhere warm like that. Me – Ah, ha, yeah. Well you can always transfer. What a stupid thing to say. Braden, pull yourself together, I think. Nic laughs just a little, endearingly. Nic – Yeah, maybe. Ya never know. Hey, are you going to the party tonight? I nod as Nic pulls on his running shorts and grabs his stuff. Me – Yeah, I was planning on it. Are you? Nic – Sweet. I’ll see you there. Should be fun. Me – Yeah, cool. I’ll be there. Nic – Cute speedo, Braden. See you tonight. I blush, turning red as I watch Nic walks away. Fuck he is so damn hot. I wanted to grab his dick so bad, right here. I swear, if he wanted to fuck me in front of everyone in this locker room right now, I would gladly take his cock and beg him for it. I grab my shorts and slip them on, grab my shirt and phone and head to the pool deck to find my roommate. As I wait for him, I open Sniffies on my phone. Now that the meet is over, I NEED to get fucked. God I hope one of these guys doesn’t flake. I think back to Nic for a second; I bet he’s on here. Maybe I can find him. Good thing I don’t have too much on my profile. I have a few messages, all just “hi” or “hey.” I shoot back a “looking?” and message a few guys. One twink with a very limited profile and a pic in a speedo really looked like Nic. Might be him. Not much in his profile, though, just a hot pic and a line, “18-year old swimmer looking for fun.” I get distracted by a message from a guy that I hit up yesterday. He’s 31, 6’ 4”, 170 pounds, gay, top. Top – Damn you look hot. If you can get over here soon, we can fuck before I go out tonight. I need to unload so I don’t lose my mind at the club. I look at his location. Nice, he’s not too far. His cock looks amazing. Me – Yeah man, let’s do it. I can be there in an hour. Cool? My roomie, Chris, walks over. He’s such a bore. Good thing he’s nice to look at. We walk back to the dorm. A few of the other guys are getting ready for dinner and Chris is going. I begged off so I could get away for a few hours before the party. Plus I did not want to get ready with Chris around. They head out and I jump in the shower. By the time I’m done, they had gone. I put on a spray of cologne. Grab my red PUMP jockstrap. Tight, low-rise skinny jeans, belt, and a white textured shirt, tight and short cut, going barely going down to my belt. Uber ordered. Grab my bottle of poppers and head out. It’s about a 20-minute ride. Me – I’m on my way. Be there in 20. Top – good. Top – a friend of mine came over early. So he’s here but he’s cool and can leave us alone. Me – oh kinky! The uber stops and I get out at a decent looking apartment building. Door buzzes and I head up. Knock on the door. Top opens and I step in. He’s shirtless in jean shorts. From his body, I figure it’s the same guy but can never be sure, really. Top – Hey man, come in. I’m Tony. That’s Brandon. I look over at a beautiful black man, probably the same age. Built, chillin’ with a beer and a joint. Me – Hey guys. I’m Braden. Top just kinda leans in and kisses me. I respond, pressing into him and kissing back. I run my hand down his abs and grab at his dick through his shorts. He lifts my shirt up and breaks our kiss. I help him out, pulling my shirt up. Top – Fuck yeah, you are a hot little slut aren’t you! Me – Thanks man. You’re hot as hell. You both are. He tosses my shirt on the table. I undo my jeans and open them, sliding them down so I’m only wearing my jock. I grab Top’s dick again, pushing his shorts down and fishing his cock out of his briefs. I drop right to my knees and wrap my lips around his growing cock. Nice big cut fat meat. Brandon stands up and walks over to Top. Brandon – Hey man, we don’t got a lot of time. The others are gonna be here in less than an hour and you still gotta get ready. I bob up n down on this beautiful cock, tasting precum now. I look up at them, listening… Top – well then we better not waste time. He steps away, his cock popping out of my mouth. I stand up and follow him. He bends me over the couch and spreads my ass cheeks. He pushes his mouth and tongue right in, eating out my smooth ass. I moan out, groaning as he works my hole, pushing in and opening me up. I look over at Brandon and smile at him. Nodding. Brandon drops his shorts and pulls out his big black cock, stroking it hard. I open my mouth as he slaps it across my face. I moan and open again. His dick goes right in, pushing down my throat. It tastes so fucking good! I work my tongue along his cock and relax my throat as he pushes in and tries to gag me. I hear Top behind me. Top – Yeah you little slut. Suck that dick. You love cock, don’t ya fag! I just moan, nodding as I sucked off Brandon. I can hear Top fussing around. Then I feel his lubed up fingers press into my ass. Fuck yessss… ‘I hope he wasn’t fussing around with a condom,’ I think to myself. Then I feel his cock press on my hole. I relax, opening my ass to him. Fuck yessss I need this so bad! As his cock pushes into me balls deep, I moan out. Brandon stands up and goes into the kitchen. Me – Ohhh fuck yes, fuck my ass please! Your cock feels amazing. God yes, I’ve needed this so badly! I reach back and feel his bare cock going in and out of me. Top – Yeah Braden, you fuckin slut. You like having my bare cock in you? Me – Fuck yeah, mmmm I love your raw dick fucking my hole so much! I grab the pillow and brace myself as he fucks in and out of me harder. I hear Brandon in the kitchen talking to someone, but I can’t make it out. Top keeps sliding his cock in and out of me. His hands on my hips, slamming hard into me with every thrust. I look up as two new guys walk in and watch. They are chatting and drinking while Top fucks me. I moan so loud as he speeds up. Top – Hell yeah you fucking slut, oh fuck you’re getting me close. God I want to cum in you. You want it bitch? Me – Oh fuck yeah, cum in my ass man. Go ahead. Breed me! Top – Are you sure man? Me – Oh fuck yah, do it. I fuckin’ love it. Brandon – Fuck that’s good, cause I think a few of us will want to have a go at you. Top stiffens, pumping into me, then holds and moans out. His cock spewing cum into me. Me – Ohhhh fuck yeah, breed me man. Let me get all of you ready for your night out. I’ll milk the loads from all of you. Top pulls out and brings his cock around to my face. I quickly and eagerly take his slimy dick into my mouth to suck him clean, moaning as Brandon presses his cock into my hole. I groan out with pleasure as he grabs my hips and starts to speed up quickly, going in hard on my ass. My god it feels so fucking good! A new guy comes over, already stroking his cock as he talks with the other guy. Brandon feels incredible as he speeds up and slaps my ass. I keep sucking on Top. Brandon grabs my hair, jerking my head back. He yells at me, Brandon – Fuck yeah faggot, take my load you fucking slut! Me – Fuck yeah, I moan as he spits in my face and slams into me, unloading balls deep into my hole. While I’m sucking Brandon clean, one of the other guys gets behind me and pushes his cock in. He fucks me, rather plainly and then cums in me. Not immediately, but after a good bit of fucking. Then the fourth guy gets in. He takes his time, long-dicking my ass. I lose track of time taking the last load. We go at it for a while, in a couple positions. He gets off in me while I ride him. Milking his dick, he thrusts up into me and shoots deep inside. The feeling is perfection. There are a few other people in the apartment by now. A couple were girls. Top comes over and asks if I want to hang out with them for the night. Tempting, but I tell him I have another party to go to. As I slid off the guy I was just riding, I take a minute to gather my composure. Top disappears, but Brandon showed me to the bathroom. I clean up as best I can, but I have four loads in me. Fuck. I hope they don’t leak out. I pull my jeans on and wash my face. I go out and Brandon shows me to the door. It’s 10:15, so much later than I thought. I call an Uber to go right to the party. I kinda figured I would probably wind up wearing this to the party. Oh well.
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Serving His Country and Serving Me
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—August, 2022 We had talked on one of the hookup sites for some time. Our schedules had never meshed, but suddenly they did. Declan wanted me to fuck him. He had had a few experiences with men, but they had all had average to small cocks. “I want you to show no mercy to me, tie me down if you have to, just make me take your big dick.” I learned that Declan is serving his country. Now he desperately wanted to serve me. He is a good-looking young man, fast approaching 30. He is likely around 5’10” and carries some extra weight and a lot of muscle. I reminded him about clean out as I would be going deeper than the few men who had fucked him previously. That made him nervous, but he quickly learned how to do it. (Thank you, YouTube!) He arrived on time and was incredibly nervous. I showed him down to the playroom and told him to strip. That I would be back. For some reason, I did not change to my jock and boots like I always do. I went back down fully dressed. He was sitting on the bed, looking at the fuck vid on the television screen. He was not remotely hard… I stand by the fuck bench. “Come here.” I point to the floor between my spread legs. He kneels there. “Look at me.” He looks up and a nervous smile flashes across his face. I pull his head into the crotch of my faded 501’s. He gasps and then relaxes. He nuzzles my cock through the denim. “Have you sucked cock before?” “A couple of times,” he mumbles and all on his own adds, “Sir.” “Open my jeans—and get me hard.” The last part will be easy, I am already growing. He unbuckles my belt and the three buttons of the fly. He spreads them open. My underwear is mounded. He peals it down, his hands slightly shaky. He goes for my balls first. His tongue is thick and wet. He licks them hungrily. He works up the shaft and takes the head into his mouth. He is a little toothy. “Cover your teeth.” He does and the blow job improves immeasurably. He is eager one moment, and shy about showing that to me. Which makes it both hot and endearing. “Lick my balls again.” He buries his face there. I notice his cock is now erect and dripping. “Untie my boots.” He does what he’s told. I sit on the bed and he pulls them off. I stand up and he helps get the jeans and underwear off. The shirt follows. The boots go back on. I sit on the bed and spread my legs wide. “Lick under my balls.” He’s not expecting this. But he does it. He like the scent of me under my hairy testicles. He licks my taint, but certainly makes no move to taste my ass. I consider telling him to rim me, but decide to save that for another session. “Get on the bench.” He does. I have to show him how to move his knees forward to get his ass in the right position. “Has anyone eaten your ass before?’ “Sort of…” he starts. I kneel, pull apart his ample butt cheeks and my tongue pokes into his pucker. “Fuck! Not like that…” he moans. I spit on his hole and drill it into him. Over and over. He opens his poppers. “May I take a hit, sir?” I grunt out an affirmative sound, never stopping my oral assault of his ass. He is loosening. Slowly but surely. I stand and poke my cockhead against him. “I’m not fucking you yet, just wiping my precum on your hole.” This makes him whimper. I go back to my knees and push my juices into his ass. His hole is responding. I spit one last time and stand up, my dick lubed. “You want this cock raw, right?” “Yes, Sir. On PrEP, Sir.” I slap his hole with my cock and begin the entry. He is damned tight. He fights a little, pulling away from me. I hold his hips and work in. The hole surrenders and takes my head. He grunts. And asks for more. “I can take it, Sir.” I inch into him. One inch. Two inches. I fuck him like that, then pull out and eat his ass again. I stand back up. He takes four inches this time. Again I do the shallow fuck before some more tongue. I am not going to rape his hole as he thought I would have to do. I want him to want it. I stand up and insert. “How does it feel?” “Better, Sir.” Making him talk and not concentrate on his ass let’s me get three quarters of my dick into him. I fuck him, using just that much of me. “Take another popper hit.” He does. I speed up—but don’t go deeper. “You licked cock right out of your ass?” “Once, Sir.” I pull out and bring it to him. He tentatively opens his mouth and takes me in. He gives a low moan. He goes from obeying to licking me ravenously. He loves the taste of his hole or the depravity or both. “Leave lots of saliva on it, for I’m going back in.” As I pull out of his mouth, he drools more spit on my shaft. I move around and fuck him again with three quarters of my length. I make him clean me a second time before we move to the sling. I get him in place, stirrups adjusted. He is more comfortable here. I eat his hole again. He is starting to self-lube—as protection from the invasion of my cock. I add more spit. I stand and insert. I am at the same depth, only three quarters inside him. I hold. “Take a hit.” He does. Instantly, I sink into him. He gasps. His eyes roll back. I begin a slow fuck. “That feels so good…” he mumbles. I build the speed of the fuck. Poppers open. I am soon slamming into him and he is taking it. “Yes!” he gasps. “Fuck me with that big cock.” I do. For a long time. I pull out and eat his ass again. I re-lube and begin to enter him. “Try it with no poppers this time.” “Yes, Sir.” His ass opens and takes me. I give him a blistering, eyes-rolling-up into-his-head fuck. I stop only when I need to catch my breath. “That was incredible,” he murmurs. “I took it.” “Without help.” I give him a break. “You ever sit on a rimseat?” “No, Sir.” I pull it out and spend a long time eating his dripping ass. He is rock hard now and stroking. I know I need to cum soon—and I don’t want to waste it jerking here as I swallow his ass juices. “Sling time,” I tell him. He gets up, eagerly. “Fuck me hard again,” he begs as I get his legs in place. “Please.” I eat his hole a little more. I piss on his ass crack which makes him gasp. He’s mine now to use. I lick up some piss and push some into his hole. I fuck. Hard. Fast. I slow down. “Popper up, before I breed you.” “Yes, Sir.” He does both nostrils and inhales through his mouth. I fuck harder the moment the cap is back on. “You want my load?” “Yes, Sir.” I pick up more speed. I can feel my balls tighten. “Keep it in you,” I pant. I am so damn close. “All the home,” he grunts out. And I’m there. I spurt into him again and again. When I come down from my high, I grab his cock. I jerk him, with me still filling his ass, rocking my softening dick in his cum filled hole. He can hear my load squish. He fires off an enormous amount of jizz—it covers his chest. Splat after splat. I mop some up with my hand and taste it. I mop up more and make him clean my fingers… Mission accomplished. The original, with some pics and great comments by my readers, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Serving His Country and Serving Me (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 24, 2022 -
I'm obsessed with drinking my own piss, I drink it daily. Who else it with me? Can you take a whole day and drink all your piss from that day?
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Rural Georgia—June, 2022 The massive thunderstorm that finished off the evening on Friday, left my tent flooded and some camp sites without power. I was rescued by the couple who had cooked me dinner that night. I was given a comfortable sofa to sleep on. Not to mention a wonderful tongue bath for both of my feet as the boots came off—this from the top in the relationship. He had watched me all night and wanted to explore his bottom side with me—but not at any of the sex parties with others around. We never found the right moment in our limited time left—and it remains one of my few regrets of the weekend. I have never mentioned one of the men who shared our tenting area—and he is about to become important. I was the first one to arrive in the tenting area. I set up my tent on Thursday and read a book in my folding chair, facing a large pond covered in lily pads. Some time later a car arrived with two men. One was the large man who had such incredible anal talents I mentioned in the last post. The other was a handsome man—a Hollywood handsome man. He was maybe 5’9” and trim. He unloaded a few bags from the car, waved to the larger man who then drove off. Miles than proceeded to strip to nothing but sandals. He was yoga fit (I saw him on his mat, fully naked, every morning after that.) He was well hung and uncut with a generous foreskin. And he had the perfect hairless bubble butt. He kept showing it to me, totally unselfconsciously, as he bent over to drive the tent stakes in place. He had to go through vast quantities of sunscreen for he never put clothes on for the entire weekend. Except for an Aussie cowboy hat and his sandals. I learned on Friday night he was a top. Unless you were a porn star…and he took each and all deep inside that magnificent ass. Back to Saturday. We had our discussion on Mental Health & Wellness in the early afternoon—led by RC, who in real life, works in just that field. I missed the Blow Job contest held by the pool, for I was headed to the piss party. We had a great outdoor space for it. There was a large tree near the small campground play space that was ringed with decking and was an outdoor shower with three or four massive shower heads. We could get piss wet and rinse—all in one shaded space… I am first to get there. Naturally. I keep chugging on my water. It’s hot out. And, while I have hydrated all morning, it is coming out of me in sweat, not piss. Other men slowly begin arriving. A furry young man, who, at the parties so far, seems to be all oral, is here. I manage some piss onto his dick and suck it off. He loves this—and does the same to me. As he stands up, we realize, there are more of us now. Maybe 15 looking to get wet and five or ten more who are standing around outside the deck area, watching. Other men splash some piss on the men kneeling. We are all having issues with the heat and production. “You guys look too dry!” It is Miles. He clambers up onto the rail that surrounds the deck. He stands above us and begins to piss. He covers us—into open mouths and on chests, cocks and, for one hairy pig, his ass. David and Ray arrive. Ray is up on the rail the moment Miles has run dry. He coats us, too. I watch David’s magnificent chest drip with Ray’s piss. I am there to lick some off. Ray disappears pretty much the moment he is out of piss—but it has kicked the party into sex mode. I find I have more in my bladder than I thought. I have David lean against the railing, his ass jutted out towards me. I piss soak his ass. There is enough hair to hold onto the pale yellow droplets. I go to my knees and rim him deeply, licking up all the piss. David moans. I turn his hips so he can take some cock in his mouth while I rim. He goes down on the cute otter whose cock I had pissed on. I stand up. “You want my cock?” David grunts an affirmative around the cute otter’s dick. I fuck him. Not for long. Just to get some of my piss up his ass. “Let me clean that cock.” It’s the hairy pig who is camped near me. He moans at the combined taste of David’s ass and my piss. Other men are in twos and threes. Piss is flowing better now, but it is still more cocksucking than piss drinking. Miles is in the corner of the deck. I turn David so he sucks that uncut cock. I go back up his ass. Myles grins at me. I slide back into David’s ass. I fuck him nice and easy—just a slight push onto Miles with each in stroke. “You want his ass?” I ask Miles. He nods. David turns. Now his mouth is on me, licking up all his own juices as well as the piss I got into his ass. Miles fucks him much harder. I would so love to get my tongue under that foreskin when Miles pulls out—but David gets that honor, when we turn him again. The Otter comes by and splashes piss on Miles’ dick for David to slurp up. When the stream runs dry, David pulls off both of us. He stands and gestures for Miles and I to kiss him—and we have an incredible moment of sharing some piss back and forth between the three of us. I break the kiss to eat David’s ass once more. Miles leaves, as do most of the others. No one is trying to get off with the big Fornication Party tonight. David and I kiss again, my tongue flavored with his ass jizz and all that piss. We shower together—and head to the pool… The piss party was scheduled for 30 minutes. We took a little longer, but not much… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fornication Weekend Saturday: Piss Party (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 27, 2022
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Sometimes, when you can't get on your knees to drink from the tap, how else do you get a mans piss in public? One of my favorite ways in a bar is to hand a man my empty beer bottle while he's at the urinal--esp if hes showing interest and has been looking over...and let him top it off, or fill it completely. Then later, when I see him from across the room, I'll be drinking it while hes standing next to his buddies, or even his BF. Its a great ice breaker...and oftentimes, I would see him from across the room pointing at me and wispering into the guys ear thats standing next to him. I like to think that he just might be telling him that he just bought me that round. Years back, guys would whip out their dicks and piss in my bottle, mug or plastic cup during a beer bash at a bar...and tell me that if I wanted them to fuck me, that I had to prove it by drinking what he pissed out to show I was interested. Any other ideas I can use to get piss from guys?
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I love to wear a diaper for self watersport/pissing fun, anyone else here into wearing diapers?
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IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—May, 2022 The next day was the piss party. It had been awhile since I had attended one. Not just the lockdown had kept me away. My frequent trips to Toronto to play at Fukd had often been on the same weekend as the piss gathering. I was excited to return. I could do with getting wet again. It’s an afternoon start time and there was a ton of traffic on the drive north to the bar where it is held. I had been chugging my water and tea. I just needed to time it so I was ready to piss when I got there—but not when I was stuck behind a slow moving vehicle on Clark Street… I am in the door and haven’t pissed myself. In the main bar I’m asked for my driver’s license and vaccination card. Did it say that on the confirmation letter? I have them, but they are locked out in my car. I remember just in time there is a picture of both on my phone. I proceed to the back bar and go in. The party started 20 minutes ago. It’s longer than usual since it is IML—I am pretty sure I can’t do six hours of piss play. I strip down and hand my bag to the Coat Check Otter. We embrace—but I know he will be too busy to play. I make my way into the crowd. I need to find someone who wants piss. There are two men in the inflatable pool. I pull my cock out of my filthy Fukd jock. The guy’s mouths open like it is feeding time in the nest. I send a strong stream to one and then the other. I finish with splashing hot piss on both their cocks. I love that they kiss each other and share my piss between them. I see my friends who live in both Chicago and Palm Springs. I go to chat with them. In moments, the more bottom pig is on his knees, sucking my cock. I am fresh out of piss. Well, at first. Finally I can feed him. Not much, but I give him a couple of short blasts. He stands up. “Would you fuck me?” He leans on a bench that is near us. I go to my knees and eat out his hole. I stand and send a couple of piss blasts onto it. I go back to my knees and lick it up—forcing some inside him. I stand and I enter him. Slowly. His partner watches as the length of my dick slowly disappears. As I start the fuck stroke, the partner begins to piss on my dick. I love the sloppy sound of my fuck—as I pump some of the liquid into the ass I’m reaming out. Finally, I stop. I kneel and clean up his crack. The partner now gives me everything he’s got in his bladder. I drink as much as I can. When his stream runs dry, I stand. We have a three-way kiss as I yellow-ball some of what I’ve kept in my mouth to both of them… * I fuck ass. Lots of it. Good wet ass. Sometimes with others pissing on it. More often not. A Cub I recognize from here introduces me to his new partner. I love that they are both here. And the new partner seems to really like watching me fuck his man. We like it, too. So much I do him a couple of more times during the party. I love the feel of his ass. And the skills he uses to squeeze me occasionally. The new partner watches, a little wide eyed at how much cock is going into his guy, as I plow… * “Hey, you’re FelchingPisser right?” I nod. The guy is tall. Taller than me. And younger by a good ten to fifteen years. “We’ve been talking on AssPig. Fuck me?” I bend him over, piss on his crack and eat his ass. It’s a muscle butt—hard as granite. With just enough hair in the crack to excite me even more. I stand up and slide in. He takes me, hungrily. “Fuck me, man. Piss fuck me if you want.” I tell him I’m pretty well drained right now—and I want to piss fuck when I have more than a couple of spurts. He agrees and begins to groan—reveling in the long dicking I am giving him. The moment I pull out, he spins around to clean my cock. I promise I will be back when I have a full bladder… * I sit on the bench built against the side wall. A man comes over and asks to suck me. I nod. He has the largest nipples I have ever seen. Huge. He kneels and swallows half of me down. My hands find his nipples. I twist them. It’s his cue to deep throat me. And he does. It is so fucking tight in his throat. I let go of his nipples and he comes up for air. We do it again—halfway down, twist and deep throat. It’s wild. It almost hurts his throat is so constricted around my cock—but I like it. We keep it up for a long time…halfway, twist, deep throat dick clamp… * I wander. I piss a little on the balls of a guy getting a blow job. I eat a wet and fucked ass or two. I find a furry Otter and a hot guy in Andrew Christian backless underwear fucking. Both are half my age. The Otter is bent over and letting the AC clad young man fuck him. I watch for a moment. “Want his ass?” asks AC. “Sure.” He pulls out. I surprise him by cleaning his cock. I spit the slime on the Otter’s furry butt crack. Then I fuck it into him. The Otter squeals—and is covered in piss by AC. When I pull out, AC fucks him again. I stand behind AC and hose down his ass crack. There is not a hair on him—the contrast between the two men is fabulous. The moment I have no more piss, I begin tonguing his ass on his back stroke. Soon, he just buries himself in the Otter and so I can truly eat his ass. I lick up every drop. AC pulls out of the Otter. “Fuck me.” I waste no time filling his ass with my wet cock. He’s tight and very appreciative. The Otter turns and strokes to our fucking. He manages a little piss that lands on AC’s bent over back. I slap the wet ass and fuck him harder and harder… * I have been tanking up. I find the Tall Guy from AssPig in the back corner. “Ready for that piss fuck?” He is. He bends, holding onto the damp cinder block wall. I rim. I fuck. I stand still and piss. With my cock balls deep in his muscle butt. I have to think hard to get the plumbing to go from fucking to piss. But it works. With barely losing any hardness I piss into his ass. A never ending stream. Tall Guy moans. He can feel it. Every drop. “So heavy, man. It feels great.” Now, as the stream runs dry, I begin to fuck into this ass full of my piss. Soon it is sloshing inside of him. Some comes out on my backstroke. A piggy bystander kneels and gets some of the backstroke splash on his face. When I pull out, there is a mini waterfall that I quickly kneel and swallow. I come up and kiss the Tall Guy, some piss from his ass going from my mouth to his… * I have been here close to four hours. It’s time to breed and leave. I look for the Tall Guy, but can’t find him. Instead I see the cute young guy in the Andrew Christian underwear. “Want a load?” “Fuck, yes, Daddy.” He bends over—ass on display. I eat him out again. He’s been busy since I opened his hole. I stand, and enter him. He is hard and stroking with each thrust I make. “I want your cum…” he whispers. “Make me yours…” That does it. I teeter on the brink for a moment—and then let him have blast after blast. I marinate in his ass for a long time. Standing absolutely still. Getting my breathing back to normal. When I pull out, he turns and cleans my dick of the cum clinging to it. He looks up at me, his eyes begging. I can just manage a few spurts of piss to wash my cum down his throat… The wet original is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 27. 2022 -
I've read topics and comments about how some guys don't like wasting piss by letting it flow from there mouth. Being a pup, piss is very important to me. I do enjoy drinking and getting piss fucked, but if a guy pissed on me, I take that as a sign of ownership. And the thought of being marked is just as exciting as drinking piss.
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From a very early age, I was always a massive fan of cottaging. I loved the feeling of excitement, getting on my bike after school, walking in and that amazing smell of stale piss and male musk that filled the air. Reading the messages on the cubicle walls, waiting with complete anticipation for a big beautiful cock to come sliding through the gloryhole so I could wrap my lips around it and nurse that amazing nectar of spunk out of it. As I got older, I got more brazen and would join in at the trough, pulling at my cock for others to see and hopefully get an eyeful of some delicious meat for me to have. I badly miss the days of cottaging and anon sex in a toilet, how do you guys feel, particularly the younger gen who have never known the joy of cottage sex, do you feel like you've missed out, or glad it passed you by
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As a present to myself I recently set up a three hour session at my home. This guy is furry all over, well-muscled, and has a huge pierced cock. We started with me swallowing his piss, which then led to me trying to suck his cock. I've sucked hundreds of cocks, but his was the thickest ever. Not the longest, although it is long, but definitely the thickest. I could only get half way down it. Then he got in the rim chair as I propped my head up with a pillow to really get my face in his ass. I've never gotten my tongue so far up someone's ass. I usually get tired from eating ass, but not this time. Then he stood up and said it was time to fuck me. He was very patient. I suppose if I'd ever been fisted it would have been easier for him, but he eventually got balls deep inside me. He fucked me for a while, then decided we should take a break. We adjourned to my bedroom for more of my inadequate cocksucking, and I got to give him a massage. Literally fur all over his body. He had me lick out his ripe pits, then I ate his ass some more until he decided we needed to fuck again. This time he got inside me with a little more ease and eventually came up inside me. He then got back in the rim chair and I jerked off as I ate his beautiful shit hole again. It doesn't sound like all that would take three hours, but there was plenty of miscellaneous play thrown in, and some of the things that I can describe in a single sentence took half an hour. This was five days ago, and for a while I wondered if my asshole would ever stop gaping. It's back to normal now, my new normal. I don't think I'll have to worry about men saying that my asshole is too tight anymore. I'm intending to get together with him again (and again!).
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A couple years ago I loved cocaine,. Infact the first time I had gay sex I was whacked out on cocaine. It happened when I walked into a local bar. It was a known drug bar . Heroin, cocaine, meth, you name it. So anyway I was sitting at the bar getting pretty fucked up . Right away a gay Spanish guy asked if I wanted to do a line, I didn't know he was gay at the time, so I followed him into the men's bathroom. He asked me if I was gay and I said no. I forget what else we talked about, but he chopped out some lines. When I went to do my line he asked if he could feel my cock and I said yes, without hesitation. I remember getting hard before his hand touched my cock. He only rubbed my cock for a few seconds until he started to suck my cock. I remember fucking his mouth. He asked if I wanted to leave and so we did. We got to a dark alley and he started sucking my cock again. This time I told him to let me suck his cock and he pulled his cock out, it was a beautiful uncut 8 inch cock. I only sucked his cock for 5 minutes at the most and he said swallow it. Then he shot his load in my throat. It tasted so good, I loved how it tasted and felt , sweet and warm. It was a big load too. After he came I told him I wanted to get fucked by him, so we went to his car and I played with my cock until we got to his apartment. We got to his room and both of us stripped naked doing 69 he licked my ass and gave me a great time job. He said he didn't have condoms, but I didn't care I told him I still wanted to get fucked. He soaked my ass in lube and had to fight to get his cock in me, but eventually he got it in and got balls deep in my hole. We kissed as he fucked me , that got me real horny and I told him to fuck me from behind. He flipped me over and pounded my ass, it kinda hurt, but I was pretty coked up which pretty much turns me into a whore for cock. He started fucking me really hard and fast I told him to cum in me and he said he was going to cum , he shot his load deep in my ass. He pulled out and I suck the cum and anal juice off his cock. And that's how I became aware that I love cock.
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