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I like to party and get fucked real good I also love giving head for hours. I'm super chill and open minded hmu I'm free rn. I'm open to getting group fucked if you know people who would be down. Hmu. I'm 18 mostly fit 5'11. Into older.
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Bottom here that is home alone and looking for some one to come over and party with. I am poz friendly
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Sorry for the delay in getting back - the holidays got in the way... Before things got too far along, I found my "Anal Intruder Cockring" (a chrome cockring, that has a curved piece of steel and a ball on the end to slip into your ass). You have to get it on before you get hard, otherwise your cock and balls will never slide through the cockring. Looks and feels HOT!!! (And won't fall out like a buttplug!) I had my laptop with me, so I logged in to PornHub to watch some of the hot bareback videos in my playlist. Found a hot one of Tex Davidson at some B & B at the breakfast table in leather. His buddy starts sucking his cock, while the other guests pretend not to notice. (Really? I'd have been down on my knees licking his buddy's ass...) They eventually get up from the table and go into the next room where Tex fucks the shit out him - then fists his hairy hole - Fuck!!!! As much as I would like to imagine being the bottom, the action did start to have a reaction on my dick - with a little help from the Viagra... Seeing Tex's fat cock slide in and out of that hairy ass, I tried to imagine my cock feeling the warm lining of that muscle hole. As the blood engorged my cock, I could feel the cockring getting tighter around my cock and balls - and the steel ball in my hole started to press against my prostate. "Fuck!" I said to myself in the dark cubicle. "Looks like you wanna go fuck some butt!" I said to my dick, as if it had a mind of its own. It'd been awhile since I'd seen my cock that hard, and it started to trigger all those alpha top feelings! The "00" gauge PA stood out proudly, announcing, "I'm gonna rip your ass apart!" I slipped on my leather jock, squeezing my cock and balls through the hole in the front - then snapped on the chrome-studded codpiece - but my cock was so hard, I had to position it straight up - with the head and PA sticking out the top. "Fuck - that's hot!" I said, checking myself out in the mirror. Next was my leather harness, a red and black leather armband (this time on my left arm), and my leather biker's cap. I usually go barefoot at the baths - but, now I decided to put on my red wool socks and black leather paratrooper boots. I lit a Camel and stood there, fantasizing about fucking the hot ass I'd fingered earlier. Before leaving the room, I pumped several globs of J-lube into the leather pouch, and massaged it around my stiff cock. (I love the way Viagra - when it works - makes your dick hard without even thinking about it!!!) Primed and ready, I slid the elastic roomkey ring around my wrist, and headed out the door. The hallway was quiet. I turned to my left to make a circle around the perimeter rooms. As I turned the corner, I ran into Jorge, one of the employees who cleans the rooms, etc. He's a hot, little Latino, with a fat uncut dick. He's fucked me and my bf several times when he's not on duty. And he introduced us to our current dealer - so he's definitely cool with the whole parTy thing. "Hey Jorge! How's it goin'?" I said, rubbing his muscular shoulder. "Great, man! Looks like you're having a good time!" he grinned, nodding at my cock protruding from the codpiece. "Is Pete here?" he asked, referring to my boyfriend. "Yeah - he's here somewhere." I answered. "We got an extra room, just so people wouldn't be wierded out by playing with a couple." "Ohhhhhhh," he replied, still not quite understanding why a couple would want to have sex with strangers. "If you see him - tell him I'm hard, and I wanna fuck his slutty hole!" I grinned, rubbing my hand up and down the codpiece. "Si papi!" Jorge said, rubbing his own packed denim crotch. I continued slowly down the hallway, making sure Jorge got a good look at my leather-strapped ass. I wouldn't mind getting fucked by his fat cock when he got off work! - - - All the doors were shut - obviously cleaned and prepped by Jorge for the next pig. I made another right to go down the back hall - a fairly long stretch of rooms. About halfway down, there was an open door. I slowed down and stopped short of the door. Nice-looking guy laying on the narrow single mattress. Towel draped over his crotch with his hand underneath massaging something. The light was flickering from the TV, obviously a gay porn playing. I moved a little closer, 'til he could see me partially in the door. He seemed a little taken aback by the leather - or maybe it was the PA poking out of my jock. He stopped stroking - usually a signal of no interest. I nodded his way, and moved on, slowly taking in the rest of the small room. A bottle of poppers on the bedside table, a pack of cigarettes, lighter, lube and a small dildo. Not my kind of wild pig - - - but I've been surprised sometimes by the curious... Coming down the hall toward me were two leather guys - probably the guys that Roger had mentioned earlier. They looked a little spun - unblinking eyes, rubbing their crotches, a little unsteady. We gave each other a good stare - they continued on past, but I turned around to get a better look and they were staring back, too. hmmm - might be fun? - - - One more turn down a hallway, and I was done with that floor. So, I took the stairs down to the 2nd floor, each step down forcing the steel ball in my ass to rub against my prostate. Under normal circumstances, I would have taken it easy (fearing a leaky shit or a squirt of piss) - but high on meth and with a clean fuckhole, I surrendered to the pleasure - and took full advantage of being in this sleazy temple of taboo sex! The second floor was a little more active - guys walking the halls in raggedy towels or jockstraps, and actually doing some cruising. There were the usual clusters of party twinks, gathered in small groups, making comments about the bathhouse crowd. I find them somewhat annoying - but I've found that if you can get one separated from the group, they can be turned into a pretty hot, nasty, pig! In fact, Ty, a hot blonde muscleboi, was hanging with his friends in the TV lounge. He grinned when he saw me, so I moved toward him. I put one hand on his butt and one on his shoulder, and leaned in to whisper, "Gonna have some good chempiss for ya later." I knew he wouldn't respond in front of his friends, so I just moved on, but I could hear his friends giving him a hard time about the "leather daddy" who'd just made a pass at him. I turned around long enough to see him blushing like a schoolgirl! Moving on down the hall, I saw a crowd gathered outside of one of the rooms. The closer I got, I started to hear the grunts and moans of some serious fucking! Looking over the heads of the crowd (I'm pretty tall), I could see a young guy on his back, legs in the air, getting fucked by Leroy (one of the regulars at this club). Leroy is a skinny, black guy with a HUGE cock! The bottom was taking it well - obviously used to getting fucked on a regular basis. He had a black leather collar around his neck, and as I scanned the rest of the room, I saw that the collar had a chain attached to it - and the chain led to another young guy in a ballcap. He was too far away for me to hear, but I caught enough to know that he was telling Leroy to fuck the slut. Nuthin' like havin' a lover who forces you to be a fuckwhore!!! I thought about stopping and waiting my turn to try out the slut's hole, but I was on a mission to get my cock in that muscleass I'd played with earlier. I stopped in the bathroom briefly and got a few handfuls of hot water from the sink to drizzle in to my leather codpiece (the J-Lube had started to dry out and get super sticky - and the hot water helped to reconstitute it to its slimy gooiness). One more turn down another hallway, and I was closing in on my goal. I could see the door to "muscleass's" room open, and I was hoping that he hadn't already checked out. Trying to keep my calm, I moved slowly down the hall until I could see a little ways into the room. The pig was still there! He was still in his black jock - but he had added a leather harness. And I had only noticed his amazing ass before, but now I saw that he had an incredibly worked out body. He was laying on his back, legs spread, smoking a cigarette and watching whatever was playing on the small room TV. I moved closer, until I was standing in the doorway to his room. He looked down and stared for the longest time before finally motioning me in. I walked to the side of the bed and stood there. "Looks like you've been having fun," I said. He sat up - his face at eye level with my pouch - looked up at me with big dilated pupils and nodded his head slowly. One of his hands massaged the leather pouch, sending pulsing waves of blood into my already hard cock. The light flickering from the TV reflected on my PA, which he rolled back and forth through the pierced flesh. While he was "getting to know me," I looked around the room checking for toys - and other sTuff. He had some good-sized dildoes tossed in a bag on the floor. And then, there sitting on the plywood cube next to the bed, I saw a little plastic baggie peeking out under a pack of cigarette. I reached down and picked it up. "Hmmmm…. looks like someone likes to party?!" I grinned. "This all you got left?" I asked, flicking the bag with my finger and seeing that there was barely enough for a booty bump. His face remained motionless, but he raised his arms toward me, asking for help getting up. I placed my hands under his armpits and lifted him to a standing position. Shit! He was almost as tall as me (I'm 6'4") and his body felt rock solid. He was a little wobbly on his feet, but he walked the few steps to the door and shut it. Then he placed his index finger to his lips, as a signal to be quiet, squatted down and fished through the bag of dildoes until he pulled out an Altoids tin. He popped it open, and there were at least six more FULL bags of crystal neatly arranged. "Fuck!" I said a little too loudly, forcing him to put his finger to his lips again. "He leaned in close, and said, "I think I'm covered for awhile," followed by a big smile and a grope of my balls.
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Hey Im available all weekend in Sacramento im hosting. Looking for bottoms and tops but mainly someone who I can have fun with.
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pozfetish FROM TIMID TO POZ CRAVER [Warning Chem sex included]
Guest posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION
One of the things I enjoy mostly in sex is roleplaying to enhance hot verbal banter and the following story revolves around how I envision fulfilling the last item in my sex bucket list: Get Ganbanged by Poz Tops. As a new entrepreneur I have sometimes to travel for business, this time I get to travel to San Francisco for the first time and I'll get to share the hotel room with two possible business associates that happen to be gay men. The older one, Greg is late 50s Silver-hair Caucasian man still keeping a handsome face with a gym worked out body, he gave me the impression he used to be circuit party boy, the other man Kevin is a scruffy man with light brown hair and average body in his late between 45 and 48 not handsome but I couldn't miss his big dick showing through his pants. I checked in this standard hotel that have an empty lobby where anyone can enter and leave without employees ever noticing... When I arrived to the room and greeted them I noticed their eyes were glossy, slightly sweating and just in tank tops and shorts (without underwear) which was a bit shocking since I've never see them without suits. As I unpack and get stuff to take to the bathroom, I noticed in from the corner of my eye a crystal pipe and blowtorch poorly concealed under Greg's blankets. I've seen guys do meth in sex groups I've been but I've never part take even after deciding only to bareback so seeing that Greg and Kevin have been smoking makes me half anxious and half horny, so before hoping in the shower I take my disposable douche with me, you know, just in case... As I take the shower and clean up, which may have taken me about an hour, unbeknownst to me at the moment (they revealed this information at the end) they were scheming together... Kevin - (As he stroking his 9 inches cock) He seems kind of sh shy b but did you saw him sneaking a douche into his pouch? He might be looking for cock and his too yummy for us to let him leave for other dick. Greg - (Greg blows him, talk, blows, talk) Fuck yeah, he is 30s, tall, thick, big ass I'm sure the other guys won't have enough of filling up his ass. Kevin - Ufff yeah, keep sucking... the other guys are poz... you think he's going to be into it? Greg - (You could see in his face how high he is, a smirk shows in his face) T & G will take care of that. I get out of the bathroom with a robe on and see the guys watching some bareback porn on the big screen, it is obvious they are past hiding what they're doing and they smile when they see me and signal me to come over, my dick twitched a little... I was heading to seat by a chair next to the bed, Kevin made space for me to sit next to them in the bed. I was excited yet petrified at the same time. Greg - You look tense, we don't have to work till tomorrow look how early in the afternoon is relax with us. (Kevin grabbed a shinny glass pipe, put a piece of crystal in it, take a torch and start melting the meth) Take a hit. Me - I - I don't know, I mean I don't mind if you guys do but I've never gotten high. (As Kevin start making thick clouds and his long cock getting thicker and harder my heart starts to race.) Greg - Try it, is going to make you loose all inhibitions... (Kevin grabs my face, kisses me while blowing a thick cloud of T in my mouth, instinctively I hold it in as long as I could and was amazed at the cloud coming out of my mouth. Greg smiles while putting me the pipe in my mouth) don't inhale until I told you, then inhale slowly and then release it slowly. (As Kevin lit the pipe and I obediently waited, started sucking crystal when queued and held in quite a lot because the cloud was very thick and very long. I was feeling higher, my heart racing and more and more aroused. As Greg grabbed the pipe to smoke too, Kevin gave me a shot of liquid and told me to gulp after him, the drink was bitter but we chase it with some gatorade. My horniness went from a 3 to a 10 in less than 10 minutes. I surrender to my lust and started sucking Greg's 9 inches sloppy cock, Greg disrobed me and play with my ass while he prepared another round of crystal but this time in the big rig) Kevin - You got a hot ass... you want me and Greg to pump a load in you? Me - I... (Greg starts lighting the rig while getting close to me) I've fucked bareback but I always pull out when I fuck and ask to cum outside if I'm getting fucked... Greg - Smoke some more and we'll talk about it later... (Although I was already high, I didn't have time to object to another dose so soo but Greg practically put the tube in mouth and I started inhaling as soon as Kevin nodded...) What's your status? (As I was blowing even bigger and thicker clouds now my mind was racing faster and yet I didn't answer right away....) - I was neg in my last exam, I fuck raw but pull out and ask guys to cum outside so... it seems that have worked so far... (Kevin seeing me elated made me sniff poppers for the first time, wow if they were strong it activated the Nasty Raw Pig mode in me...) The combination of smoking T, G shots and the poppers went to my head and from what I remember I started sucking Greg while Kevin started to pound me raw, it hurt a little to take all those 9 inches (Greg have an average cock he should had started instead) I was so horny I was only craving cum, I've never craved getting bred ever before half being taboo, half scared of contracting something... Me - Breed me (Greg exchanged a wicked smile with Kevin, Kevin started to hit the pipe while keep fucking me, that view of seeing him blowing T clouds while his big cock was pounding me made me horny as I've never been before) Kevin - I'm HIV positive. (Kevin passes the pipe to Greg who start smoking while texting someone in his phone) Me - I don't care, I want your load, I want Greg's load. I'm so fucking high! Greg - I'm positive too but you I don't believe you're high, I'm not sure if you're ready for our toxic loads.... (I kneel in front of Kevin with my lips up, as Greg as he finishes with the pipe Kevin grabs the rig light it and grab this time a larger piece of crysTal. I grab the tube and start inhaling, Greg finishes his text, prepares another shot of G and after I finish blowing more clouds we all tossed to another round of G... Things get a bit fuzzy at this point, the next thing I remember is me pounded hard by Greg while Kevin was making me suck his cock... Kevin - You want my poz load. Me - Fuck yeah. Kevin - If me and Greg don't knock you up, all the poz tops we texted ought to.You'd like that? Me - I want it all, I want all the cock and cum, if I become Poz and finally can let me give me their cum without fear, fuck yeah, infect me! (Greg and Kevin, both clearly as high as me couldn't smile happier if they could, a knock on the door was heard in the background) After that, I don't remember what happened because when I blink Im in all fours at the bathroom shower getting fucked by black dude and a hairy guy starts peeing standing up in front of me with his semi erect uncut hairy dick. By smelling the urine I could tell he was also doing meth so I started to taste a strong T flavored pee... that I ended drinking a little while the I felt the guy behind me cumming inside of me. After that is another blur, the next thing I remember is someone passing me the pipe to smoke while I was being fucked in the middle of the bed, I don't recognize the guy who's drugging me and when I turn on my back to see who's fucking me there's this 65 or 70 year old man with a surprising 8 inches of sausage with gray hair, disgusted and excited at the same time the old guy fucked me cum sloppy hole with tenacity, I futilely tried to stop it as I was too fucked up and pretty much at the mercy of those strangers of all ages, shapes and sizes taking turns to fuck me. I looked around and Greg and Kevin were nowhere to be seen, instead of entering in panic I was too horny and surrendered to the old man serving another load in my already cum-filled ass. When I close and open my eyes again, I was in a sling like contraption where I was being fucked by a Latin 40 year old man with a big belly but with a fat and huge uncut cock. He looked into my ass when it seems he was about to shoot and asked if I wanted his HIV, with a smile a screamed yes and he blew another hole in my ass. When I stand up and saw the time, almost 6 hours has passed and my roommates were sitting on the couch watching porn while some guys were blowing them off. Kevin stand up and smile while escorting me to the bathroom. My first question was to ask how many loads, he said he counted til 27 but he lost count after the third hour. I took my finger to my ass and I tasted the cum oozing from it. I got cleaned up again, did a smaller next round and get to flip fuck for another couple of hours until my ass had enough. Before I retired I told I wish I had the whole thing on video, Greg and Kevin looked at each other with a grin on their faces and flash my unlocked smartphone.... -
I'm a discreet 54 yo white masculine Btm cock pig, 5ft 9in, 220 lbs, 36in waist, blonde/blue, some body hair, 6in cut and pierced cock, Pierced nipples, and a few tattoos. I have some Leather, BB Porn, Toys, and a Talented Mouth. I'm into a wide range of men and activities. Anything from a Casual JO Buddy and/or parTy playmaTe, to a Freaky Sweaty Hot Orgy. Just be Masculine, discreet, and Drama free. Oh!!! And I go Batshit Crazy while sucking a tasty Cock or getting Fucked while being filmed. I'm looking to possibly host or meet at a bookstore 6 a.m to 1 p.m. Mon thru Fri
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Muscular and masculine-str8 acting guy living in BCN looking for similar party boys who would like to slam, smoke or just chill with me... Or generous guys with a place who are into spending some time together... Message me!!
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Interesting encounter with my secondary dealer this week...
breedmypiggycunt posted a blog entry in Breedmypiggycunt’s blog
Earlier in the week, I visited my ‘reserve’ dealer because she was (eventually) picking up her phone. It’s the second time in about a month I’ve seen her (which would also be the second time in over six months). Last time, her sister’s boyfriend was there, a young bloke who calls himself ‘Tardy’ or ‘Tard’ for some reason and he and I seemed to hit it off pretty well. As I hadn’t been partying for several months, I had a few pipes before I left (I now live at least 90 minutes from Melbourne and stay in the city 2-3 days per week) and I offered Tardy some (as you do) and talked. We seemed to get along well. Tardy is a bit “rough around the edges”, very much a bogan - replete with the shaggy, unkempt dark blonde/light brown hair and the jail tatts, etc - and he was obviously a little slow (he was stoned) but good humoured. (He even joked that “Tard” wasn’t a reference to him not being that smart; that had never even occurred to me. He seemed like a decent bloke. But, as I had a few pipes for the first time in a while, I found myself looking him over and finding him attractive. He’s skinny but still looks more athletic than scrawny and does look a little older than he is (he’s just turned 22 a few weeks ago) with that rugged, hairy but young look. I hoped that it wasn’t obvious to anyone although I think he might’ve twigged that I had a quick look at porn when I went out to my car for a few minutes. He was standing behind me when I turned around but he gave no indication that he’d noticed and his demeanour didn’t change at all. Fast forward to a few days ago; the sister announces to me that she’d told Tard to leave. He’d only been staying with them because he was having trouble with the men his housemates; they’d jumped him in the street the night before I first met him and beaten him up. I really didn’t think much of it until I reached the end of their street and there’s Tardy on the corner, looking lost. He waved so I pulled over and asked him how he was. Even though he obviously couldn’t remember my name, he recognised me and was friendly but obviously down. He told me that he’d been thrown out and then asked if I’d ‘collected’? Me being me, I said “yes but I’m about to head home...” And then thought, “shit, offer him a coffee (and a quick pipe)”. He was reluctant to accept at first but relented when I told him I was stopping to grab one anyway (and would sneak a pipe) to ensure that I was alert enough to drive. Long story short, I only just arrived home a few hours ago. When we started smoking, the conversation really flowed. And I kept sharing more and more, by which time it started to get dark. I asked Tard where he was staying and offered a lift but it was obvious he’d realised it was too late to arrange any emergency accommodation. There was no way I was going to leave the kid sleeping rough (Melbourne’s had a shocking cold patch in recent weeks). I felt responsible for that. I told him I’d book a hotel room in the city rather than drive home and that he was welcome to stay there and smoke pipes with me if he wanted. Seeing his eyes light up with gratitude was quite a special feeling but he still was reluctant to accept. I was uncertain if he mistrusted my motives or if he really just thought it was too much but I really couldn’t think of a way to broach the subject of what his concern might be without making it look and feel worse. So I just went ahead and presented him with a fait accompli; I booked a room and gave him my mobile number so he didn’t have to decide until later what he wanted to do. The kid rang me before I even got to my car. I was really pleased. I actually enjoyed talking to him; he’s a good kid who’s clearly had a rough upbringing and I knew that I would never act upon the attraction I had for him anyway. When we got to the hotel, he was like a little kid at Christmas. The view of the city skyline etc was incredible for him. After a few more pipes, Tard announced that he’d find a way to pay me back and, I thought, alluded to sexual favours. When I told him in no uncertain terms that I expected nothing in return but he could pay me half of the hotel bill when he could afford it if he wanted to. He seemed happy with that and we were having a great time just chilling. Until a few hours later, Tardy suddenly said, with a huge mischievous grin on his face, “I’m horny as fuck. I’ll suck your dick if you suck mine”. My immediate reaction was more annoyance than anything else but, I admit, Tard voicing the idea had caused some movement of blood in my nether regions. And then he started flirting full on. It was either that or he was taking the piss. He touched my arm; put his hand on my leg and left it there too long. It even felt as if he’d reached toward my cock before taking his hand away. I kept saying “please don’t mate”. I was speechless otherwise. He settled a bit but the look in his eyes remained...and, by now, I’m now getting pretty uncomfortable and embarrassed. And then Tard’s lowered his pants and his cock is out. It’s a fucking nice one too. Pretty big and oddly thick and veiny for such a skinny bloke. He’s rock hard and playing with himself. I couldn’t look away. Honestly, I wanted to deepthroat him right then and I doubt I was hiding the look of lust on my face. Until he took his shirt off. His body is gorgeous and I couldn’t hide my attraction any longer. My erection was pushing hard to escape and Tard made it clear he had noticed. But I still said, “no.” This wasn’t my intention in helping him and I hated the idea that he might think that’s how he could, or should, repay me. Tard just said, “shut the fuck up. We’re doing this because we want to” and he leaned forward to kiss me; just a small, almost apologetic peck initially but then he moved close and started touching my body and staring into my eyes. His touch seemed confident and assertive at the same time as seeming gentle and calming. Then he started kissing me passionately and his hand’s on my cock. I remember just looking at his chest and his nipples and all I could think about was how weirdly smooth and hairless his chest was compared to his face and his arms and legs. How beautiful those huge brown nipples were. How, when you really looked at them, there were a few strands of blonde chest hair around each nipple and some tufts of slightly darker hair on his chest. And how enticing they’d be to wake up to if you’d fallen asleep with your face resting on that beautiful chest the night before (preferably from exhaustion while feeling a firm young cock slowly losing its erection but never quite becoming flaccid.) As much as I kept protesting that he didn’t need to do this, Tard just kept kissing me and touching me, coaxing me to respond. Not that I didn’t lose that battle the instant his lips and his caress set my senses on fire. We were both as horny as hell and when I kissed, then licked and then sucked his left nipple, he groaned. It was the hottest sound I think I’ve ever heard. This young man was as turned on as I was. He wasn’t doing this because he thought he had to. And he was already naked and moving to lie down on the bed, easing me with him. All I wanted to do was ask him how his skin was so soft..it’s really annoying how my over analytical nature doesn’t even lay off when my senses are on fire....so I grabbed the pipe, and went shotgun with a massive amount of smoke in his mouth. At some point, Tard paused and said, “you need to understand that this is not something I haven’t done before. I have. Sure there’s been times when I’ve hated myself for it. But there have been others where I enjoyed it. And I’m loving this and I want this. With you. You make me feel special. You don’t talk to me like I’m dumb, like I’m a loser. You’ve shown me more care after meeting me a couple of times than some people I’ve known my whole life. Don’t worry: I’ve sucked cock to get drugs. I fucked blokes to get drugs. I’ve taken plenty of cocks just to score. Fuck me dead, I’ve taken cocks when there was nothing in it for me except not getting bashed. I’ve been fucked full of so much cum by so many blokes that I used to wonder why they didn’t talk to my “dirty boy cunt”. But I like having sex on drugs too and I’ve begged for cock after cock and load after load because that’s all I was to them. Been there, only a few months ago. Got gangbanged by probably a dozen old men because they gave me all the gear I could take and them some. And, afterwards, I had sex with another old guy because he was the only one who asked me if I was ok. So I said thank you the best way I know how. I pulled him towards me, kissed him and said, “please come here and make love to me. And I turned myself on my back and lifted my legs up and said, “give me your load daddy”. And he did. He fucked another load of cum into me. And I loved him for it. He fucked me like I was the only cunt left in the world. He blew in me like all the others but then he kissed me and held me and even told me that he was fucking his cum into me. His cum was to seed my cunt alone, not to be passed around to the next cock. And I loved him for that. But I still enjoy getting fucked. I love it. I love fucking women too but, shit, I think there’s hardly been a month when I haven’t gone out alone so I could get my cunt pounded. I’m good at giving it and at taking it. Both to live and because I enjoy the sensation of it all. And now there’s you. A hot guy who’s so caring that he can’t accept that he’s even sexier because he’s a bit shy and a bit worried about getting some care back. You’ve made a difference to me, you know. The way you look at me with all that lust but then you worry that you’re like the other thousand dicks that have blown their load into my cunt. But you’re nothing like them. You cared about me when your dick wanted you to fuck me like a worthless cunt but you actually talked to me like I was worth talking to. I want this, and I want you to want me just because you want this too.” I know I just collapsed into him when he said that. And, somewhere in exploring his body, my cock and his arse crack rubbed against each other and the boy just sighed. A massive sigh. That alone made my cock go even harder and Tard must’ve sensed it too because he started working his hole back toward the head of my cock. I can’t honestly even remember what he said but it was along the lines of “I’m so happy you top. It’s going to be yours tonight. I know you’re dying to get my cock in you and you will. And now you know that I can’t wait for you to fuck me”...which, of course, was my cue to thrust into his arse. I’d intended only to insert the tip but, somehow, I slammed into him, tearing through his second sphincter as well. I’m blaming the bottom though: Tard’s entire body just seemed to heave and push back on me so I gently pushed in further. Before I knew it, my cock was exploring the walls of his innards. I love watching a man’s eyes react when you penetrate his hole and the groan he made was just magical. And then Tard blurted out, “have you ever slammed?” It sounds awful in hindsight but it was so hot, so unbelievably hot, at the time. “Yes. Have you?” And his eyes lit up. “We’re going to slam fuck each other one day soon, aren’t we?” You should have felt how his body wrapped around my cock even more when I said, “I have some fits. We can do it tonight.” And, at that moment, one of us moved in such a way that our bodies were fucking each other. I don’t know if I thrust into Tard or if he thrust his cunt back onto my cock but suddenly I had ripped through his sphincter and was balls deep inside him. I’m a bottom who’s learned to be versatile, especially if a man has already taken control of my cunt and fucked me silly. Flipping is easy then. But it usually takes the attempted destruction of my cunt to make my dick reliable. Even though I flip pretty skilfully nowadays, I rarely top first. But we were fucking like animals. It was as animalistic and violent a fuck as I think I’ve ever done. Everything I saw from Tard, every sound he made, every thrust demanding I go deeper and harder...everything just made my desire for him and his pleasure more urgent. My cock and his cunt were one. I doubt I’ve ever loved another human being as completely as I did as I was making mad violent love to him. And then we flipped. And flipped. And flipped. After a few hours of fucking, we held each other a while. I’ve kissed and licked and sucked every inch of that boy’s body. And we ended up staying for three nights. We invited a few other guys over after the first day and a bit and it’s fair to say that Tard’s almost as insatiable for cock and cum as I am now. I’ve booked him into a hostel for a few weeks so he can sort out what he wants. And he’s got a standing invitation to stay with me on the farm as often and for as long as he needs. I’m already missing him. I want his cock inside me. I’m encouraging him to get tested for HIV but that’s up to him. It’s my birthday next week; I’m hoping he’ll get tested so he can tell me, if he tests positive, that he’s giving me an extra special present. But that’s selfish of me, I know...but it’d add even more fire to our love making. And, of course, I want my cock inside him. Not because I enjoy fucking the young man and not even because he derives so much pleasure from it...but because I get to hold him and feel the softness of his skin and smell him. He’s already reminded me of something I started to lose sight of: that it’s important sometimes just to be there for people you care about and have them care about you...- 4 comments
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Truck driver coming through tonight looking to get a hookup on some favors.
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My ex gf would often dress me as a fem slut, take pics, and join me at the arcade/theater. Anyone else?
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Looking for cocks north suburbs of Chicago. can travel. also looking to be hosted for multiple cocks. whore me out. I wanna try bootybump / T. me: thick ass, 230 lb, 5'9, blonde blue eyes, poppers lover, 420, into video
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Hey guys! I am a chubby cigar smoking bottom bear look8ng for other cigar s.okers in the Phoenix area! I have always wanted to be load3d up by a cigar smoking man. Be awesome to get a group together for some fun! Interested? Shoot me a message!
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Bottom here looking for loads.
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - WORKED OVER BY THE BOSS'S SON
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Another member on this site recently asked if any of us had slammed at work, or at least pnp'd. I actually have a few times... never slammed at work, but have blown clouds/snorted at work and had sex at work at the same time. In my blog here, I've written up some of the times I had pnp experiences as both a performer and as a Realtor (usually in an empty house or client's house who pnp'd and gave permission) but I actually HAVE had sex and partied some in office situations over the years. During the Recession, both performing work and house sales were down, so from 2005-2010 I also managed buildings in NYC, the management company I worked for had its office in Riverdale in the Bronx, in what was originally the pool house and club of a multi-building development... the offices were right next to the pool and my personal office was in one corner of the structure down a long corridor and had both a door to the inside corridor of the building, AND its own door to the exterior into a small fenced in area adjacent to the pool with a latched gate door. My boss' older son was a college age kid who just finished his freshman year and was now serving as a lifeguard at the complex pool during his summer vacation. I was frequently the last person in the offices, as most left by 5:30 and some nights I was there until 7 or 8 or later by myself. The pool closed at 6pm, and if the boss wanted to leave early and I was staying, he'd ask me to bring the kid home to the burbs where we all lived. I had no idea up until this point that the kid was gay, let alone that he appreciated chemplay. I mean, come on, he was only a freshman - though I was pretty "advanced" at that age I seldom meet too many others who were (or are). One of the first times this occurred, Stefan came into my office closing the door behind him, still in his long red lifeguard board shorts and a sleeveless white cotton top - open to show his washboard - and flipflops showing his oversized bare feet. I knew the kid was hot - frankly, so was his dad, my boss, and the company actually had a reputation of hiring very attractive and fit male employees - but this went beyond. While running his hand up and down his treasure trail, he mentioned that I was "busted". Tearing my gaze away from the pretty sight, I asked "why"? He proceeded to tell me he found my profile on Nasty Kink Pigs and a PNP oriented site that was popular at the time. The pictures being obviously me, I couldn't deny it, and he described them to me perfectly. Intrigued, I asked what he was doing on those sites and did his father know he was gay? He replied that he found those websites that year at college when he really found and accepted himself, and no he hadn't come out to his parents yet. He said he certainly wouldn't say anything about my extracurricular activities to his father so long as he and I could "indulge" them sometimes on the evenings I was driving him home... I told him I was flattered, and wanted to know exactly which activities on those sites he wanted to indulge in, and would I be playing teacher or did he have experience? He smirked and replied that he was looking for the bareback chem sex experiences he learned to love that year at college that took him from a naive virgin to a "probably poz party boi"... I was, suffice to say, a bit stunned. Now, to be fair, in the summer of 2006 he wasn't the only one with a 6-pack, at 43 I was still doing some modelling and in really great shape, so it wasn't TOTALLY insane for a hot college freshman to come on to an older guy, but JEEZUS this came out of nowhere, and DAMN was it hot. He proceeded to tell me he knew exactly how to make sure we were never caught (and we never were...) since my office was originally intended to be accessible after hours by the pool staff, the inside door to the rest of the offices could not only be locked and bolted, but the outside door could be locked and the gate to the little inner fenced area (the fence was 8 feet tall and opaque) could also be locked and bolted... to gain access from outside, someone would have to ring a "doorbell" and from the inside, if anyone entered the office suite, an electronic "beep" sounded in my office. There were no security cameras in my office, or at my end of the hall, or in the fenced area - and I could turn on the burglar alarm and exclude my office until I (or we) left. Stefan had thought it all out. With those assurances, I agreed. That first time he had a little bit of his own stuff in his pool bag, and I ran out to my car and brought my play bag in - out came two pipes and the clouds started. I kept asking if he was sure, and he said he liked fantasizing that I was his coach... DAMNATION he was hitting all the right buttons. That night was mostly just oral (we both rinsed off and washed up in the small shower the little bathroom my personal office had) sucking and rimming mutually... he had a real swimmer's body, 6'4", trim, slightly out-sized shoulders, long thin floppy dick and nice muscular if not large ass, green eyes, tanned white skin, torso naturally almost hairless except the treasure trail but waist down hairy like a satyr or something... Our sessions eventually included fucking each other on my desk or the floor or on a pool lounge chair brought inside, with porn playing all but silently on my computer from my external hard drive, and always with us blowing clouds, booty-bumping, snorting or hot-railing. The first session where we fucked, I had him fuck me first - he was rock hard and his youth and relative inexperience showed in his impatience to get his raw tool in me resulting in some soreness for me that evening and the next day - but his skills improved over time and that long cock of his was quite the enjoyable after-work treat, along with the copious loads he would fill me with. That same evening, when it was my turn to fuck him, I kept reminding him that I was poz, and was he SURE he wanted me to bareback him. He told me he was sure, and that he was fairly certain he'd been pozzed since he'd done several group scenes with guys he knew to be poz and took their loads... I was still a bit uncomfortable with that, and though I fucked him bare, I did not begin breeding him until he'd gotten his test results back a couple of weeks later (he was poz as he thought). He loved to spew out his filthiest fantasies as I pounded that hot frat boy hole. As summer progressed I was able to hook him up with my contact-buddy for supplies so he could pay less than in the burbs. A couple of times we had group scenes at my bud's place on Central Park West and the guys present would descend on Stefan like starving animals and he loved every minute, though we always had to leave reasonably early. He also had a friend up from school who stayed with him that summer for a week and came to the pool with him everyday that week - it was the only time we ever had a third join us in my office - a pretty Filipino kid, Alberto, with another swimmer's body but much shorter than Stefan, about 5'6" smooth all over and rippled with trim muscle, brown eyes and black hair with an incredible serpent tattoo wrapped down one leg. He was happy to blow clouds with us, and fortunately he was into "Daddies" like Stefan was, and really enjoyed getting spit-roasted from either end the three times he pnp'd with us. He even came in and gave me a blow job under my desk on one of the days they were heading home with my boss and not me! Stefan claimed to be jealous, but between him needing to be at his lifeguard post AND being 6'4" there was no way he could repeat that particular performance! Damn we had fun until he had to head back to school, and we repeated our hi-jinx the next summer (2007) as well. However, when the summer of 2008 rolled around he stayed at his school in Florida for the summer and eventually moved down there permanently and that crazy memorable set of experiences was over. And true to Stefan's promise, we never got caught! Though we both mentioned many times as we played how hot it would be to get his handsome dad high and convince him to join us. Considering the male employees he tended to hire, there certainly was a possibility that he was at least bi-sexual, but suffice to say, that was a fantasy we were NOT stupid enough to attempt! We already took enough chances!- 10 comments
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Hey guys going to be in Cleveland April 24-May 1 for CLAW. My first event but looking to make it my best. Anyone else attending....Looking for some hot wild and twisted play time while at the event and those to join.
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Neal was 18, it was the summer before he started his senior year. He got a job as a busboy to make money, also to hopefully satisfy his curiosity about his sexuality. Ever since puberty hes been increasingly curious about sex w guys n maybe hell meet some working. His first day jim trained him, he was gay acting n checking neal out. He wasnt the only possibility, there was Erik n Jon his roomies. They kept talking about how cute some guys were n what theyd do to them. They talked about this bicurious high schooler they got high af, seduced n 3wayed him now hes a slut for dick. Neal hung around them listening to how there's 6 gays here n hed better watch it cuz they all wanted him. They noticed how he listened to their stories, smiled when they said there's 6 gays here n then started rubbing their cocks against his ass n he pushed back. He got worse n worse as time went on n all six of them were going to a party at Jim's house n asked him to go. Thinking of that other high schooler getting converted to a hopeless cock starved cumdump faggot had him worked up. After work all 7 men went to Jim's, it got hotter n heavier. They smoked meth n that's all it took for shy neal to become a horny, bi curious virgin at a party w 6 gay men drooling over him. So neal, got a question we are dying to know: we think u might be turned on by our behavior n stories, u curious? By now he was super spun n horny af n kept wanting to be that other teen they converted. Mmmmm God, y'all have all been flirting n hitting on me n talking dirty to me. I cant take anymore, I think I'm gay, prove me right boys, take me n make me positive I am!
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Is anyone looking for a roommate for CLAW 2019? I have decided to go at the last minute.
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Visiting Amsterdam later in the year, attending cumunion, as well as any sleazy piggy places, looking for tops wanting to load me, gangbang, any guys wanna whore me out or arrange guys to fuck and load me, not booked hotel yet so if u wanna put me up my holes are yours, pnp ok if u wanna get me high but just use this new raw bottom, on prep so only just started taking spunk up me
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The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.
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bottom pig here that does not care if your are poz or not. just want a top to come over to my place in Irving Texas to chill with. my main fetish is uncut and big dicks.
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The following is generally true to the best I can remember it. Winter is coming. It's November and it's getting cold out. A friend has invited several of us over for some pnp and fisting fun. There are 5 of us in total. We are all older late 40's to late 60's. Most are bear type though not all. We are most definitely pervs who like to have fun. I knew our host and one other person there. The others were from different parts of the country. The room was set up with 2 slings, a fuck bench, a massage table, and a big blow up mattress that was as tall as a normal bed and looked to be queen size. We all partied though one of the group has never slammed before and was open to trying for the first time. Once we all arrived, I made a call via a friend and was able to get some Tina to come play with us. Once I picked it up I ended up being the one to prepare everything and would be administering to each person. I suspect this was because I may have had more experience and was more cautious and explained everything as we were making preparations. We all sit down and I talk to each person about there experience with Miss T. Once I am comfortable with each persons level we discuss how much for each person. As a side note I know everyone says to weigh though I am one to normally back fill each point to a specified line. We stayed with how I normally filled each point but we did some weight measurements as well. What we found was in general if you back filled to .30 it weighed out to .20. We tested this out over several different amounts to confirm the general average. The guy who had slammed I will call "L". He was a bit short and skinny. Very experienced in fisting and play as well as smoking and some booty bumps. We set his backfilled amount to .15 I would generally suggest .10 for a first time but his over all experience with Tina gave me a comfort level to give him a little more. The host who I will call "M", oldest man there, loved fisting, had magic hands and just an all around warm personalty. We set his between .20 and .25. The other local gentleman was an alpha bear, liked being in control. We set hit to .20 I think. The 4th gentleman was very experienced and so his level was set to .30. I set mine to .30 as well. As I prepared each point I had the person who it belonged to to assist me and confirm each step. The confirmed the amount of tina in the point. They confirmed that it was dissolved in the water completely. They confirmed the vein to use as well. I insisted on the involvement because it's a lot of responsibility when you are administering it. We were now cleaned and prepared. Everyone was naked and we were in a well lite room, not the play room and had a couple of chairs if anyone needed to sit down after the slam. I gave the guy with the most experience like mine his .30 first. I got the vein, confirmed the flash and injected it all with no problems. He puts the wipe over the area, I pull the point out, strap off and he raises his arm. Then several hard coughs. He goes whoa. I have not coughed like that in a long time. That is good. I ask again to make sure he is good. I then do the host, M next. He does not cough but says it is really good. I had did them first to allow L to see several slams before he did his and to confirm he still was up for it otherwise we would make it a booty bump. He was still good to go. We found the vein, confirmed the flash and then I started ti inject making sure he was not feeling any pressure or burning etc... All was well. When the strap was taken off he coughed probably a good half a dozen or more times. We took a moment here to make sure he was okay and once the coughing stopped he was. I then finished the last person and we all went into the play room. Notice I have not done my slam yet. "L" gets into one sling and is asking to get some ass play and a fist him. The other man who's slam was as big as mine took the other sling. I sit down at the table where toys are and such. There is enough light so I can do my slam. I find my self easy to slam for the most part. I usally don't even need a tie off. I insert my point and find my vein and confirm the flash. I have .30 of tina and the water has lifted the level to .50. I take a cleansing breath and let it out. I then start to inject myself but in the back of my mind I say don't put it all in. I leave .10-.13 approximately left of the .50. I become warm all over. Metallic taste in my throat. I get very still. I have a momentary thought if I am going to get sick. It passes. I think I start to rock. I am pretty sure my cock starts to drip like crazy as it shrivels up and I look like I am 12 or something. My cock is not big to start with. It's 5-6 inches and on the thin side. My balls are certainly much more pronounced though. "M" turns and asks me if I am okay. I finally say yes or shake my head. This slam has hit me really hard. I just want to be a slut and hole used by anyone who wants to use me. I have had some good slams but this was better then even my first slam. Those who slam would understand that in some respects we are chasing that first slam with each new slam. I at this point, no pun intended, was willing to do anything that anyone would suggest to me if it meant I would get fucked and filled with cum and non stop ass play. That was what I was right then. "M" asks me what i want. I get it out to help me to the fuck bench. I like the fuck bench more then the sling. It opens me up and is more comfortable I think. I become vocal asking to be used and needing fucked etc... Probability even babbling a little. This was really strong and I am glad I had the sense not to take it all. Being last has it's advantages. You get to see how everyone else reacts. "M" starts to play with my hole. I really want him to fuck me but not going to happen right now. He uses his fingers and then starts using toys. I ask for larger and or rougher. At some point I must have said something really pervy which "M" has heard me say but "L" registered it as well. Somehow it registered that I said something I should not have and was able to not say it again and change directions in my tina addled sex thoughts. At this point I have no idea how much time has past. Not a long time but some. "M" has 4 fingers and even part of his thumb in me but his hand is huge. I have been fisting for 10 plus years as a top. I was taught by some very experienced who showed me the right way and such that on them I could almost get to my armpit and I have small hands and long arms. On the other hand no matter how much I have tried I had never take a fist. I have taken some very big cocks and toys including the hand grande shaped butt plug that is 10 inches around I think. Never a fist though. I knew it was all in my head but still. "M" stopped playing and got up from behind me. "L' tells me he is there now. "L"s hands are small like mine. Next time my fellow slam pervs
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I had been partying, edging and cruising online for a bit of time when I got hit up by a guy hosting a group! He said there were a few guys there, but a handful more were on their way. They wanted guys into group play, gear (leather, jock, spandex, or uniforms), were versatile and uninhibited. Hell Yeah! I threw some trackies over my chaps & red mesh N2N jock strap, stuffed a bunch of my gear – jockstraps, bikinis, leather, rubber, gun oil & Elbow grease in a gym bag -- some more favors, a black tank and my Treasure Island Media ball cap and bolted. It was quite a drive to the house in the best part of town. I showed up to a ranch set back on the lot. As I pulled my tank on I realized I had been partying and edging online, sweating , and was a bit ripe. I thought for a second and walked to the door shirtless. The older man – Charles -- who opened the door stopped me in the foyer and told me to prepare there. Hmmm. I stripped me down to my chaps, boots, jock and TIM Cap. He lead me down stairs to a large den that opened up onto a pool and hot tub. There were 4 guys in the hot tub -- A couple of handsome men around 40 – Mark and Brian, a 30-ish Latino man named Rick, and a 20-ish blond twink named Brandon. As I walked onto the pool deck the couple jumped out of the tub. They had great physiques with broad shoulders, narrow waists and sturdy legs and ass. Mark was nude, except for a leather cock ring and ball separator, and Brian had on a red speedo solar, with a mound of cock and balls under the fabric. They welcomed me and made introductions. Mark confessed that they had already been at it a while, took a break in the tub. Rick had hopped online and started rounding up some more guys to party and play with. Rick got out of the tub and was totally nude…His body was perfect. His body was deeply tanned, ripped & shredded with a nicely rounded six-pack, shoulders and pecs of granite, and a big uncut cock. He had a perfect smile of beautiful white teeth. He asked “what is your screenname, and what site?” I said I am “ATLSexyguy” from BBRT and Dudesnude, but also on Xhamster, Xtube, and Spandex-Party! “Great! I am REALLY glad you are here!” he emphasized he leaned in and pulled my head to his and French kissed me deeply causing his cock to grow! When he let me go he grabbed a gel and leather cock ring from the table and wrapped up his now hard cock. I realized he was completely hairless which made a big cock look even bigger. It was a solid 8 inches, waving in front of him as he motioned for Brandon. Brandon was smaller in stature, but very cute. He had a very lean body and hid a growing bulge in an Andrew Christian swimsuit! I leaned in and kissed him on the lips and tweaked his nipples – which seemed totally connected to his cock. Rick led me into the den and showed me where to put my things. He gave me the party and play rules – clouds, no points, and offered me whatever favors I wanted. I took half a Viagra, and some T & G. He told me that he works for Mark & Brian and they own the home. The older guy is the butler/cook and Rick is their personal assistant. Brandon is a piece of ass that Mark had picked up at the sex club earlier in the evening and invited him over. All the while Rick was talking he was digging in drawers and bins around the play room. There was a sling, St. Andrew’s Cross, Cage, Fuck Bench, and all sorts of tails, straps, gags, blindfolds, etc. along the wall! Finally, he found two chrome armbands for his huge biceps, a chrome, chainmail & leather full ‘H’ harness. He has it on him in no time and looked so damn HOT. He pointed to some leather on the table and said “that is for you later!” With that he was on me. He was kissing me, licking my neck, and yanked my arms up to reveal my ripe pits. Which he loved as he licked and smelled my man scent. He grabbed some snake bite suction cups and put them on my wide nipples, and reached down into my red mesh jock and wrapped a leather leash around my growing cock. The Viagra had started to work so I was sporting 7+ and thick and dripping! He led me into the main area as the home theatre and computers were turned on. The big screen had a Jeff Palmer Classic video on ‘Raw Leather Fuckfest’ from SX Video, and the other TVs and laptops had TIM, Bacchus, and A.com, and Brandon was working websites for other players! As I walked in Rick whispered “Play starts now!” I went up to Mark and Brian and assumed the submissive stance. Brian had put on a red and black Neo Harness that disappeared into his red speedo, gauntlets, and an arm band for his right bicep. The more I looked at him, the hotter he got to me. He had a beautiful body, muscled six-pack, and his bulge was growing. He stood over me and asked if I had any dislikes. “Yes, Sir." No blood, scat, or permanent scars or marks.” He then asked if he could remove my cap. ‘Yes, Sir” which he did and noted to Rick “It’s a Treasure Island Cap. Good choice” Rick nodded and Brian leaned back and pulled my head to his speedo covered cock. I licked and sucked at Brian’s dick through his thin swimsuit, and made the mistake of reaching around to use my hand. I got a swift slap from Rick and Brian chastised me “now you will be punished!” Around this time a couple of guys came in escorted by Charles. They were new additions and Brandon was all about them. They were 20-ish, looked like skaters, and looked pretty high too. Brian went to welcome them, and Rick stood me up and took me to center fuck He cuffed my arms together and above my head, and my legs were spread and bolted to a bench. He then pulled out a ball gag and clamped it in my mouth and around my head. I was straining in my jock and wanted to pull my cock out, but Mark appeared and took a wide tails off the wall and hit my back. It startled me at first, but really didn’t hurt. Mark flogged me for 20+ lashes on my shoulders and thighs. And, when he was done, he and Rick rubbed lotion and oil onto my body. It felt so cool and refreshing, and they paid particular attention to the cleft between my ass cheeks and to my cock. Brandon brought Justin and Aaron over and they looked much better nude. They had lean ripped bodies, big cocks, tattoos. They had lean ripped bodies, big cocks, and had on a Cellblock jock, and the other had a chrome cock ring. They looked me over, and I nodded subserviently to them, and Aaron started playing with the suction cups on my nipples and I moaned. He hit them fast like a speed bag, then slow. He made like he was pulling it off, but pushed them into my pecs, and Brian grabbed my cock and teased it. One of them turned on some lights and it occurred to me that there was a camera suspended from the ceiling and we were recording or streaming our play. Rick went over to the computer and typed a few seconds and the instant messaging blew up. He said he asked what they should they do with me? He told “HoustonBB” ‘yeah man! Watch!” He spread my legs and ass and dove into my ass with his tongue. He was eating my hole on cam, and didn’t care one bit. There were hands and mouths all over. My pits were licked, my abs, my cock in the jockstrap was stroked, and finally my nipples were released and licked by Justin. I was let down and Rick strapped me facedown onto the fuck bench. Brian and Rick took turns putting elbow grease in my hole which got me so horned up. Rick released the ball gag and Mark fed me his dick, and Justin ate Mark’s ass. There were fingers, one, two, three, four, to open me up. A small butt plug then larger was fucked into my hole, and Brian grabbed Justin, who had a nice hard cock and told him to fuck me. Justin greased up his rod, aimed and started to make entry. He was moaning and thrashing “Oh yeah! Fucking tight Hot Hole!” He got balls deep, and started to slowly stroke in and out when Brian pulled him out of me and pushed his hard cock into my ass. Justin lined up behind Brian and entered him! Aaron rushed over and fed me his cock, stopping to slap my face with that big cock. Brandon joined him and they took turns fucking my face with their cocks. Brian started to moan and shout… making me think he was going to cum. Before he did, he pulled out and roughly pulled his cock and balls away from each other to stop. his load. DAMN! But, I had no rest as Rick lined up his cock to my ass lips. I could feel him barely toughing me as he spanked my ass. Hard! Without mercy! Then suddenly he shoved all 8 raw inches into me balls deep. All I remember from that point on was Rick moaning through clenched teeth, boys fucking my face, and stroking cocks with both hands. I didn’t know who or what, but I wanted to be bred. Rick hollered that he was close and everyone got more intent. Rick pulled me onto him from my shoulders as he drove his big cock into me. And, then I felt him shudder. He convulsed as he dumped into me. Justin pushed my head back as his first spurt landed on my chin. They both pumped their cocks and before Rick was done, he pulled out and let Brian back in. Rick continued to shoot as Brian jackhammered my hole while Brandon bit his nipples. The warm flood of Rick’s load in my hole got Brian to shoot quickly, and he bred me too. They shot their cum on and in me and I was still working a cock when Brian sunk his face into my ass. He ate my ass, and those two loads out and then pulled Rick and fed them to him. Mark came around and licked up the cum that was on my back and face as I stood up! I grabbed a cold drink, but my untouched cock was pulsing! I took a few more letters of the alphabet, the other half of the Viagra and leaned against the St. Andrew’s cross and watched a flick for a while featuring geared up muscle hunks and boys. I looked over at Just and he was watching me. I grabbed the leather gear that I was to wear later and threw it on the table next to Justin. He looked at me with a puzzled look and I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his open mouth to mine. I tongue fucked his mouth and had him. I looked at the gear and it was a chain mail cod piece with cock ring with leather sides that adjusted. I told him “You’re going to get geared up in leather and act like a good sub boy!” He lustfully looked at me and said “Yes, Sir!” I put the jock without the cod piece on and pulled his hard cock through the opening. It stood straight up and was rock hard! I wrapped an adjustable cock ring on him and leaned over and took him in my mouth all the way until his pubes were scratching my nose. When I started to put the cod piece on I had to bend his dick down which got him harder and hotter. It Then I grabbed the half leather harness and snapped it into place. It was a little big, even at the smallest snaps, but he looked hot. His 6-pack was heaving in anticipation, as I put arm band on his right arm to show he was a bottom. I looked to be sure the cam was on, and led him to the center of the floor and pushed him to the sub position. He spoke back to me, and I smacked his pecs as a warning to speak when spoken to. I let him stay there as I got lube, checked the cam picture, and, pulled on a full body harness. I was really geared up as I stood in front of him. He started to move, but “Ah, ah, ah, when you are invited!” he nodded and waited. I told him to approach and stand tall. With his arms behind him. And when he got to me I kissed him. His friend or boyfriend watched in disbelief. I bit his nipples, smacked them, licked his neck and abs, and rubbed his leather covered cock against my face. I pulled his arms over his head and licked and smelled his rank pits, and slowly pulled the codpiece off. His big 9 incher sprung up and as I grabbed it, I asked “What do you want, boy?” His answer was perfect “whatever Sir wants!” I only wanted his ass! I pushed him backwards onto the fuck bench and picked his legs over my shoulders… I was lubing his hole and sucking his cock at the same time and he begged “Please, Sir, please take me!” I bent down and plowed my hard cock into his hole. He was so loose and lubed I went right in. I put my arms under his back and picked him up and moved him to the sling while on my cock. He fit perfectly and started the steady bounce from the sling. I felt my balls tingle and knew I’d cum soon. I asked “where do you want my cum?” “My chest!” he answered. Fuck that! I plowed my cock in and started to cum with spurt after spurt into his hole! I kissed him as I came and said your ass is where my cum fits!” I flipped him onto his stomach on the sling and grabbed Aaron’s head and pushed it into his buddy’s hole. He ate my cum from Justin as Brandon sucked his cock. Spent, I flopped onto a deck chair and relaxed. Mark and Brian thanked me for coming over, and Rick gave me his cell # and all his profiles. I felt Rick’s cum in my guts and sloshed to my car.
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I am a neg bottom visiting 1-7 March. I want to set up a all male sex party. I want to get spun af and take as many loads as possible. Please hit me up asap to help me make this come true!
