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As a bottom I'm getting into real poppers (not the nasty crap you get in the corner shop) and really like Jungle Juice Platinum. What are others thoughts on poppers?
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I finally started PrEP. It was a great decision for many reasons - I love fucking raw and I especially love taking loads. I am in good health and generally don't have issues with side effects from medications. Plus I work in health care and the company I work for runs a pharmacy, and the company picks up my copays as one of my benefits, so PrEP doesn't cost me anything out of pocket. My doctor told me PrEP would take about a week to be effective, so today I took my seventh dose and I made plans to hook up with a buddy of mine I hadn't seen for a while. Dave is a closeted married guy in his 50s. He's an inch shorter than me at 5'6", with silver hair and brown eyes. He's smooth and muscular with abit of a belly. Not the sort of guy I usually Go for to be honest - I tend to gravitate towards bears/cubs like myself - but Dave is a very sweet guy and very, very enthusiastic about sex, which makes him plenty attractive to me! His wife was away so he asked me to come over to play. We'd fucked a few times but he always insisted on condoms - I'm the only guy he plays with and he knows I fuck with other guys. He picked me up this morning and we drove to his house. While in the car he rubbed my tight almost the whole way over, telling me how much he missed being with me and he couldn't wait to get naked with me. I brought up the fact that I was now on PrEP and that I had been on it long enough to be sure I was protected against HIV. I also told him that since I had to be tested before I could go on it I knew I was negative for any other STDs and hadn't been with anyone else since my testing was done. I told him I would respect it if he still wanted to use condoms, but that we didn't have to if he didn't want to. He couldn't hide the hunger in his eyes as I talked, and I knew we were going to swap loads. We got to Dave's house and immediately went upstairs to his bed - *their* bed, I reminded myself. There's something so hot and naughty to me about having sex with a man in the bed he usually shares with his wife. We stripped to our underwear and Dave pulled out a bag of weed and a pipe. He always liked to take a toke or two before we fucked. I had smoked pot for the first time a month prior and took to it quickly, although I have found it tends to have unpredictable effects on me sexually. He offered me the pipe and I took a deep deep hit. We kissed as the pot coursed through my system. I felt the waves of relaxation roll over me as Dave kissed down my neck, breathing warmly over my ear and firmly massaging my shoulders with his hands. We ground our underwear-clad erections against each other. I felt warm and tingly all over from the pot. Dave was on top of me, worshiping my body with his hands and tongue, licking and sucking my nips, massaging my balls, running his fingers up and down my furry torso. He ripped my boxer briefs off and swallowed my cock in one quick motion. My cock throbbed achingly as he aggressively deep throated me. My hips began to thrust as I fucked his warm wet mouth. He moaned as his own hard cock rubbed against the inside of his white Calvin briefs. It was a beautiful sight - for some reason nothing is hotter to me than a "straight" married dad in white briefs. By this time I was full-on stoned. My mind stopped forming coherent thoughts or words. Every instinct in my body was that I had to fill this man with my load. The heat of the moment and the complete release of my inhibitions had turned me into a voracious top man - a role I don't often play, but I enjoy the heck out of! I pulled Dave's mouth off my cock and pulled him in for a kiss. Gently but firmly I guided him onto all fours, grabbing the lube off the nightstand. My mind wanted desperately to say to him "I'm going to fuck you now," but the words wouldn't form. All that came out of my mouth was a long, low growl as I fingered the silicone into his hole. He was so incredibly tight and warm. He writhed and moaned, and I could sense that his pain at my penetration of him was gradually turning to pleasure as I quickly found the warm, firm lobe of his prostate and massaged it, reaching underneath him with my other hand to tug on his balls. It must be mentioned that Dave has a very thick penis. It's no longer than mine - about 6" - but about as thick as a Red Bull can. He hadn't been able to get it into me before - he doesn't do well fucking in rubbers, and I'm fairly tight, so the last two times he'd tried to fuck me he only succeeded in losing his boner. I had my hand wrapped around his thick shaft now and I felt it throb with each stroke of my finger against his prostate. Finally I couldn't stand to wait any longer. I knelt behind him, my 6" cut cock hard and ready. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him backward, lining my cock head up with his tight, lubed hole. The head made contact and I felt his warmth. His ass lips parted as I continued to press into him, his velvety fuck chute swallowing inch after inch of my cock. He moaned and said "ohh that's your fucking raw cock in my ass....I've never been fucked raw before....oh my god you feel fucking incredible!" I felt my cock head pop through his inner ring and he grunted in that perfect mix of pain and pleasure. Finally my balls came to rest against his ass as I bottomed out inside him. The pot I'd inhaled had all gotten to my head and I couldn't see, hear or perceive anything else in the world besides the warm body of the sexy man impaled on my cock. The only thought in my mind was to fuck him, to thrust with all my energy and manhood and plant my seed deep inside his ass. I started to fuck in earnest, picking up speed and force as I made his ass mine. Dave moaned louder than I'd ever heard. I grunted and groaned but still couldn't think in coherent words - just enjoying the flashes of colors and bursts of light racing through my brain in its pot-addled state as my body performed like a well oiled fuck machine. I have no idea how long I fucked him - could have been ten minutes, could have been an hour - but I didn't once let up or take a break. Just listened to him moan and sigh and felt his ass tighten around me as he enjoyed the sensation of me using him. Finally I felt the sharp tension of my orgasm building deep inside my pelvis. My balls tightened against me as I bellowed "oh my god Dave I'm gonna cum!!" I felt eight strong pulses as I flooded his guts with my semen. His hole tightened, squeezing every last drop of cum out of my throbbing dick. I collapsed onto his back, and we lay there catching our breath, my cock still held firmly in place by his spasming hole. Gradually I slid out of him and rolled over onto my side. A quick drink of water and before I could even process what was happening I was up on all fours, my face buried in the pillow as Dave sank his tongue deep into my hole. I knew without him saying it - he had taken my load and now he wanted to give me his. And I was in no state to object. I felt one, then two lubed fingers probe my fuckhole and it opened readily. Reaching to the floor, I grabbed the poppers I had brought and took a deep whiff. Since I was still high they were even more effective than usual, and as the euphoria fogged my brain I knew I needed cock, and needed it now. I practically yelled the only thought in my brain - "fuck me Dave...fuck me hard!!!" Dave plunged his thick cock into me, and although his head slipped in fairly easily, the girth of his shaft made it a bit difficult, even in my altered state. My hole spasmed and pushed him out. On the third attempt he got past my tight sphincter and sank into me almost to the balls. The sudden stretch of my hole was almost too much, and I came close to blacking out. As I recovered, I took another hit of poppers and became painfully, blissfully tuned in to every inch of the thick cock inside of me. Pot seems to unlock an ability I have to enjoy sex in an abstract way, and I tuned into this feeling very quickly. I became hyper aware of the feeling of being penetrated by a man, and the pure raw masculine energy of two men fucking and breeding and swapping cum. All that mattered was that he keep thrusting into me and that I keep his cock inside of me until his semen coated the walls of my fuckchute. In that moment, I was incredibly thankful and proud to be a man, and to be gay. Nothing else in the world mattered or even existed to me. Finally he let loose a howl of pleasure and thrust all the way into me, firing off several jets of cum into my guts. The warmth and wetness was so incredibly satisfying I was reduced to a quivering mess. I fell asleep in his arms for an hour or so, before showering and heading home. I've really got to get high before fucking more often.
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Neg Norwegian vers btm, looking for casual raw action while on holiday in Spain. Up 4 anyting, mostly looking to get bred, but can't say no to dump in a hot ass aswell. Anon cumdump is a huge turn on. Bring your poppers and cum
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Has anyone else had trouble ordering poppers online recently? Every site that Google pulls up is either down or the credit card processing fails....was wondering if something is going on either with legality or supply. Thank you!
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Visiting bottom to Fort Lauderdale and Miami Beach. Looking to take random anon loads. Poppers get me really piggy. Any tops looking for a cumdump? Any suggestions where to get some poppers? Hit me up! -
So I'm not really sure if this topic belongs in this location, but here we go. I'm in need of something which I'm not sure really exists. Ever go to a sex party, bath house, play space, etc and need to carry around a few things (poppers, lube, locker keys, etc)with you as you cruise naked or in a jock strap? Well, I do. What I have in mind is an over the shoulder leather wallet or pouch just big enough to carry a few essentials. Not a backpack or "murse". Something simple that sits under the arm on one side and hangs off the opposite shoulder by a single strap. Black leather would be best since I don't want to look like a foreign tourist with a mesh fanny pack. I've peeped out a few leather fetish sites and haven't found anything that'll work so I decided to reach out to my brothers. Do you guys know of a retailer or site that offers something? Maybe some of you that fabricate your own leather pieces have something to offer? THANKS!!
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What do you think are the best poppers and where do you get them? also can anyone get amyl any more?
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Hey there. I wasn't sure where to post this, hope here's no problem: I'm currently taking doxazosin (cardura). I am aware of the problems resulting form Viagra and other ED medications and Poppers, but does anyone know about alpha-blockers like the ones I'm taking? I have seen that doxazosin (cardura) and ED drugs should not be mixed, and Poppers and ED shouldn't be mixed, but doxazosin and Poppers, I can't find any info. Thanks in advance!
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Well i just got back from a late night meeting with an older guy who i've been seeing for the past 2 years, always bareback. We had made plans to meet thursday night but i was feeling horny so i offered to drive to his house tonight as well, which he gladly accepted. So i got cleaned out, lubed up and headed out wearing some sport shorts and a black tee shirt. When i got there he cracked the front door open and walked into his room, which is the closest to the door, waiting for me to follow him. As soon as i got to his room he turned me around, shoved a bottle of poppers to my nose, and started groping me. As he's doing this he starts push/guiding me to his bed where he sort of bends me over, still standing, and starts grinding his thick cock into my cheeks. He soon pulls his pants down and rubs his bare cock over my shorts. After a few seconds of that he tosses the bottle to me and says " stay there i need to get the lube". I take another hit, and by this time they're hitting me, and start to feel that heat spread through my body. He comes back to the bed and i can hear him crack open the lube and squirt some onto his hand. He lubes himself up and with the other hand just pulls my shorts to just underneath my ass cheeks and uses the lube left on his other hand to get my hole all wet. At this point i should tell you that he has a fairly decent sized cock, about 7 inches long but as thick as a maglite. He starts rubbing the head over my hole and between my cheeks while i'm moaning at the sudden sensation. He lines up and starts to push the head in and in my haze i just push back as hard as i can until he bottoms out. Usually i'm not able to do this because he likes stretching me out everytime and tells me not to do anything but clean out. So here i am impaled on his rod in total slut mode when as soon as he pulls most of the way out that pain stabs my ass. I pulll off a little bit but he doesn't give me time to recover and just shoves in again, starting with slow deep strokes that hit all the right spots. As quick as it happens the pain is gone and the feeling of being fucked turns into the slutty full feeling every poppered up bottom gets. His pace picks up little by little with me moaning louder and louder until he's rocking me back and forth across the bed with each slap. After a few more minutes of this he says "Are you ready for daddy's cum? Are you gonna take this load in your ass boi?". the only answer i can muster is a head nod and a quick grunt before my next moan escapes my mouth. He starts slamming into my ass as hard as he can until he pushes as deep as he can and unloads into me. Now alot of guys on here say that you can feel the cum squirt but unless it's a pretty powerful shot all i feel is the sudden warmth deep inside. So he cums in my ass and starts to slowly pull out and this just sends me into a frenzy. He pulls out and i'm just standing there bent over his bed writhing and pushing my ass out wishing he would fuck me again. He goes and cleans up and by the time he gets back i'm coming down from that fresh fucked high and start to stand up. He gets dressed, slaps my ass, pulls my shorts up and walks me to the door and the rest is just a boring ride home.
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Pig btm looking to get fucked/filled. Pump/dump ok. Anon ok. Poppers+++ Downtown Toronto - central Email to eagerbeaverto@gmail.com and let me take your load Open to having a guy pimp out my ass for gangbangs or to random guys.
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Anyone in or want to travel to Rockford 815 Nights AFTER 11PM I Can HOST in my Outdoor Hot Tub Nights After 11PM Only Rockford Area. I am i bareabck bottom into piss poppers leather group open to more. Also looking for someone to Show Me Manscountry Bijou Theatre ect..
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Hi all. My first post, been reading some of the awesome stuff here on and off for months so thought I'd get in on it and ask a question that's been baffling me for some time now. I'm quite the poppers fan. I can't think of the last time I whacked off or got sucked off without it. The rush, the way you can feel the shape of cock in your mouth when you huff while sucking, I can't explain how good it is and alot here will know what I'm talking about. I could make a million more points on why it makes sex just that little bit better. My body seems to act quite differently to poppers though. Yes, some make me go softer, some make me go harder. My confusion comes from the oral side of things. Every single video I've seen that involves someone huffing before necking a nice cock, they're able to go so much deeper into the throat without any isses. Don't get me wrong, I'm training to deepthroat. I don't actually expect to be able to take a whole cock from just amyl alone, practice makes perfect, BUT I can't even go deeper than my non-poppered usual throating length. Once I get any more past the head, I WILL gag, no matter what. It just stumps me because isn't the effect to 'relax' your body's muscles and reflexes? Am I the only one (or one of very little) who experience this? The one exception is AMSTERDAM. I recently tried Amsterdam while sucking and I could actually go deeper than usual without gagging (not as deep as I desired, but alot deeper than using any other poppers brands). I don't work in chemicals but could it be a variance of what's used in Amsterdam that is relaxing my throat yet other brands will not? My only downside to amsterdam is that it's so strong, it's a bit more difficult to maintain my hard-on, especially when bottoming. Has anyone got any more insight here or any suggestions of brands that may utilize what amsterdam does? I'd love to try it. I can't get over how my mouth feels the shape of the dick while I'm sucking it, it's absolutely mindblowing for me and my fb. Any suggestions on INTENSE poppers too would be great. I buy my bottles from Australian based websites (mainly due to speedy delivery) but willing to venture into international waters if I can get some better stuff!
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Piggy slut btm looking to take loads at my Times Square hotel. I'm 38yo, 5ft8, 150lbs, brown hair, brown eyes, non smoker, biz prof, smooth, clean shaven. Looking to get my ass fucked and loaded. Anon ok. Pump/dump scene ok. No pnp. Poppers+++ Hit me up if u need to dump a load. Eagerbeaverto@gmail.com Also-anyone know where to get poppers in/near Times Square?
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Was feeling super horny today so I put some ads up on CL looking for big bears to come over and breed my hole. Got a few hits and before long, the first bear was showing up. I was on my knees, in a jock and harness, blindfolded and poppered up. He got naked and I started sucking his cock, and he got super hard and started holding my head and pounding his thick cock down my throat. He pushed me onto all 4's and started working my hole with his fingers, then finally shoved his cock up my ass and after a few pumps, blew his load deep inside me. Still have ads up and have another bear headed over right now, will update once I take his load. Should be getting at least three more loads tonight!
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So, I'm heading to Chicago tomorrow and I was wondering, how do you guys travel with Poppers? I've heard horror stories and I've heard that it's no big deal, so I thought I'd ask here. I was considering just putting it in my little plastic bag in my carry-on as thought it was nail polish remover or something similar. If I didn't take them with me, is there any place in Chicago to buy the good poppers? I've heard Steamworks and Man's Country as well as one or two porn shops sell them.
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On the way home from work I stopped at the book store to buy poppers, and figured I should check out the booths. Luck would have it the booth with a glory hole on each side was open, with a cock sucker on each side. Usually I'm a dirty slutty bottom, but last night I wanted to get serviced. I dropped my pants and fed the machine some singles. Going back and forth from warm mouth to warm mouth hitting the poppers the whole time. After awhile my time ran out and I decided to find a new booth, maybe with a top to breed my hole. The sexy cocksucker from the other side of one of the glory holes followed me into a booth. Who was I to complain. I let him feed the machine with some singles get down on his knees and worship my cock. We both had our own poppers and were flying high on the brown bottle. It did not take long before I was pumping my poz cum down his throat and he did a great job of cleaning off my cock. Would love to run in to that little slut again.
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I really don't feel that I've sheltered myself. I've had ample sexing the past 30 years or so, but mostly forgettable, but it's been done. Getting into more risky or kinky sex has been a somewhat recent development. The opportunities came up and I went for it. I should have thought about my behavior before I went to play, but hindsight is useless about now. In no way do I think that I am immune to various bugs. I have taken chances with too many men to count over the last couple of years and so far, I’ve been lucky. I haven't contacted anything other than lice, and that was many, many years ago. My most recent tests included all major possibilities and the results were clean. I also think that I've reached the point that I don't care who I fuck with. No, I cannot tell much just from looking at a guy and the honesty factor is always questionable so asking any questions is pointless. My motto "Be Vague". My main defense, which would not stand-up in court, is that I did not know what I was getting into in regards to some of the recent encounters I've been involved with. One big idea in all cases was that the men involved did not drag me kicking-and-screaming into something I did not want to do. I had no idea what I would do and once my defenses were dropped, I went along willingly. Had I been missing something when it comes to sex? I can probably say YES. But I have managed to experience something completely different from anything I've done before now that I've dropped the defenses. I've given myself over to other men and raw sex and enjoyed every moment. Not a comfort zone of wishful thinking, I just hadn't been willing to give in since my time with a friend's dad 35 years ago. So, on to the next chapter. After my encounter with the Hispanic guy (let's call him Paul) I got preoccupied with the scene I had with him. Between the attention he gave my body and the poppers he fed me, I had a major adjust-ment on the whole SEX thing. I actually got preoccupied with it and wanted to experience it again. Well, a couple of weeks later I went back to Midtowne on Kohler Street with a change of scenery in mind. I was much more open-eyed to the other people there. My previous visits usually consisted of not much more than the showers, sundeck and saunas, bypassing the rooms completely. This time I spent some time checking out the 2nd and 3rd floors where all the rooms are. I wandered down each hallway and found several long-past-their-primes displaying their wares, not always a pleasant sight but par for the course. Definitely not my interest but always there. (BLEAH!!) Major exception: Standing in the doorway to one of the rooms on the 3rd floor was Kris. He was about 6'3", maybe 60, African-American, solid slim build, almost no body fat, not skinny, all tone, medium hairy, with a towel around his waist. He said "HI". I hit the brakes. He asked me the basics and invited me in. I shut the door behind me, he dropped his towel, pulled my towel off, and pulled me to him. He made a few comments then sat down on the bed and got busy with my cock. After a while he turned around on the bed and pointed his ass toward me. "Fuck me." He was pre-lubed with his ass in the air. Not a word from him about status, condoms, safe sex... then I didn't ask either. Another version of “don’t ask, don’t tell.” I fucked him for maybe 15 minutes, and finally blew a three-day load in his hole. Afterwards, we lay on the bed and made rude comments about all the trolls and lurkers. Nothing of personal nature was asked or volunteered. He gave me his personal card and asked me to come visit him in Silverlake the following week. I said okay. The next Wednesday I biked up to his house, my nerves were shot as I arrived just after 12. Small place, 1 bdrm, very private backyard, great view of some hills from the front. When I got there I could see him through the front windows, again wearing only a towel. When I was on the porch he opened the front door and then dropped his towel in full view of anyone from the street. He asked me in and told me to get comfortable and as usual I was staggering around as to what to do. Fortunately he was more competent than was I, because soon enough we finally settled in the backyard, both nude. Then I made my boo boo. I had my usual headache, low grade this time and mentioned it to him. He offered to get me an Advil. I said okay. What he actually gave me, I don't know. Within a few minutes of swallowing the pill I was very lightheaded and very relaxed. Everything was getting calm yet I was not lifeless, almost as if I'd had a massive hit of poppers that kept increasing their effect. He had me lay face-down on a towel on the lawn, sat on my ass, then leaned in and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I could feel him adjust his position and straddle me. I could feel his cock running up and down between my ass cheeks. I thought we were just gonna hang-out out here. He, apparently, had other ideas. He started kissing me again, and we made out as he continued to run his precum-soaked cockhead up and down my crack. Did I mention that his cock was BIG? He slowly raised my arms over my head and pinned me down. Not that I was gonna put up a fight, I was too distracted to notice. Then he started to enter my ass bare, poking my hole with the head of his cock. He'd repeatedly back completely out then slide in a little further each time until he was grinding his groin against my butt. Whatever he had given me not only killed my headache, it also made certain parts of me VERY sensitive and made me VERY horny. My cock was aching under me. I could also feel every inch of his cock as he started to fuck me. I eased my ass up higher and higher so he could get more of his cock in me. For a solid 30 minutes he pumped in and out of me at a fairly slow, consistent pace. He called me a slut, told me how I wanted to take his cock and wanted to be filled with his cum. What could I say? Nothing. All I could do was moan in response to him and kiss back when he pressed his lips to mine. After all, it was what I wanted but was too dense to ask for. I could feel him all the way in me now, just plunging away with that (what felt like an) enormous cock, feeling him getting even harder in me. He would occasionally pull all the way out and then drive himself back into me deeper grunting, and moaning. Feeling his veiny cock plunge into as my ass, my muscles tightened again around his thick shaft. He was moaning out loud, I swear anyone near could hear him calling me a motherfucker, constantly telling me he was gonna breed my ass. Without any warning, he shot his load in me. I could feel his huge dick throbbing in my guts, which totally sent me over the edge. He continued to pump in and out of me, keeping my hole plugged so as little cum as possible dripped out. He filled me up, and I thought he wasn't ever going to stop cumming, as he kept spurting and shooting cum deep into me. I could feel each spurt as his cock swelled in size with each load he dumped in me. Finally we both fell forward panting. I could feel his cock still in me twitch several of times, and I squeezed it some more. I wanted all of his man juice. Eventually he got fully hard again, and before pulling out of me - naked and full of his sperm - he deposited a second load. Already full of his first load, my ass was covered with his cum. He finally slipped out of my filled ass and he lay down beside me. We each were catching our breath. I was in a daze, from the pill, from the fucking and from knowing that I'd just taken his cock and cum raw. He let me lie there for about an hour in the sun then dragged me with him into his shower. He soaped me up, rinsed me and then covered me with lotion. We settled in the living-room and talked for over 2 hours about everything, finally settling on sex. We covered a lot of territory. He asked about my history, and said that he had seen me previously at Midtowne but that I gave off a signal to "Leave me alone". He said that after our first contact at the spa, he wanted more private time with me,. So, here I was. Safe play came up. I told him I was neg, he said he didn't know his status. He just loved to fuck raw. But then, now so did I. This was the first of four visits to his home for me. For the following three, he surprised me by having a couple of his friends join us. One was a tall white guy, little chubby, beautiful skin, beautiful cock. The other guy was African-American, built much like Kris, just a bit shorter, with a nice uncut dick that curved down, really easy to swallow.. Both late 50's (my guess, I didn't ask) both in very good physical shape. Each time Kris gave me his "Advil" and each time I was the receiver. I loved every minute of it. I was there all day each time and must have been bare fucked over a dozen times total, getting filled with cum each time. Always being outside and with both of them being verbal, I'm sure the neighbors knew what was happening. I would (reluctantly) leave each time (yes Kris kept asking me to stay the night... too tempting..) my ass filled with cum and doing everything possible to not leak on the way home. I had NEVER experienced anything like this before. Between the drugs (a new experience) and freely being of service (another new experience) I was dazed for days. I still got tested, but really didn't care what the outcome was or is. The last time was very late September. Yeah, I have become somewhat of a cumbucket or cum-pig. After receiving the cum of the other guys I just don't think it really matters any more. I love to fuck but really I love to be fucked, and bare is how I wanna play. Yeah, I did get the results and yes I was still neg as of last response. Since my last visit to Kris, I haven't touched anything other than poppers. I still don't know what he gave me and I haven't tried to find out yet. Whatever it was made me too willing for anything.
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I stopped into a skeazy ABS last night looking to drop a load. As I entered the booth area, I noticed a real hot pig who looked tweaked and had the hot signs of an AIDS wasting pig. We went into adjoining booths and he hauled out his huge cut cock and shoved through the gloryhole. I immediately started snorting my poppers, a special mixture of jungle juice and Amsterdam and started flying. After sucking his rank cock and shoving it as far down my throat as I could take it he asked to see my ass. I rarely get fucked but the poppers and his huge cock got me soo turned on. I took a huge hit of poppers and slowly shoved my cunt back on his diseased shaft. I stifled my discomfort with a constant supply of poppers. Another guy entered the opposite booth and shoved a large uncut cock that smelled like it hadn't been washed for days through the hole. I started licking the cheese from under his cock head and then bobbed down on the thick, stinky shaft. The AIDS pig fucking me started pounding me real hard and shot a huge toxic load in my cunt. He withdrew quickly and was out of his booth. I turned around and shoved my now slick cunt back on the nasty cock I had been sucking. The curve in his cock was killer and it felt like he was tearing me apart. I kept on snorting the poppers and taking his uncut cock like a pig should and he eventually unloaded in my ass. I sat down in the booth immediately started jacking my own diseased cock and shot a load all over my chest. I was running late and rushed out of the store still on a poppers daze. When I got home I went to the bathroom and noticed a hot mixture of blood and cum pooling in the ass of my Hugo Boss briefs. I scooped up the mixture and started jacking off again while thinking of the two AIDS dicks that had fucked my tight top hole.
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Hi all, Is there anybody hosting a party on thanksgiving this year? I am a neg bottom slut, looking to get poz this thanksgiving. At your place, fuck me, use me, get your friends, and also rent me out. I am a total whore pussy. I am into forced chems, forced fuck, forced pissing, rape, toys, cum control. No blood and scat. Let me know if anyone is hosting. -
Popper virgin here and would like to try them. Anyone have a suggestion for a good popper brand to start out with? would they show up on a drug test?
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So I woke up this morning feeling very horny. Laying in bed naked I decided to start the day with a little protin, and put my brown bottle to my nose and woke my boyfriend up with my five start blowjob. Sucking him to completion and swallowing his load down when it shot down my throat. I was still feeling horny when he left for work so I got on Craig's list and found a man in town for work looking for a hole to breed. A beautiful cop, stocky build, scruffy thick. Since I was low on poppers and love a sleazy arcade I had him meet me at the bookstore. When we got back in the booth he wasted no time feeding dollars into the machine, then fucking my mouth. Very rough and aggressive, getting verbal treating me like a worthless bottom. I was totally getting into it too. Totally naked kneeling on the dirty floor. Like a true dom tom he didn't get naked. Shirt still on pants around his ankles, pumping his meat down my throat. Finally he was ready for my ass. Thank god he let me prep by taking a few long deep hits from the rush. I was bend over with one hand on my dick and the other on the floor to stedy myself. He had me take one more deep hit from the brown bottle when he spit on my hole and pushed it. His hands on my hips and just went to town pounding me, only caring for his own cock and pleasure. It felt amazing being used like that. He didn't last long, just a few minutes. Before I knew he he was pulling my hips in to him, forcing his rock hard dick all the way in when he let his sperm flow I to me, with a loud powerful orgasm. In a truly anonymous fashion he zipped up and let the booth. Leaving me on the filthy floor naked, like a filthy slut. I caught my breath and sucked a couple more cocks. But left soon. I was so hard and horny all day, but did to let myself cum till my man got home and fucked me one more time.
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http://newyork.craigslist.org/mnh/m4m/4724915584.html Just posted a CL ad looking for dirty fuckers in NYC. I find new york to be pretty tame on their sex. Its difficult to set things up so i usually go where the sex is but I'm looking to be used like a slut so i put up this ad. Anyone in the NYC are looking to participate in this let me know. I pasted the text of the link here too but click the ad if you wanna see the original posting I'm a dirty bareback pig and I'm looking to be fucked like a whore. I want to be a receptacle for your cum. I just love feeling used and knowing the top is getting off in my slutty hole. All i want is that load and to feel that cock blast its diseased sperm inside me. Pump and dumps are hot. I'd love to take stranger cock all day poppered out while you video me in a hood and a jock and then have you plunge that raw tool inside me to churn up all the loads ive collected. Love feeling my hole gape, like it wont close after all the fucking its received. love being called names, poz whore, slut, cumdump, faggot, bitch. i wanna be restrained and fucked until i can't stand anymore and i crumple to the ground leaking cum and still get fucked relentlessly. i wanna keep being used, i want to feel like an object, a piece of fuckmeat. I usually just go where the sex is. Cruisy parks, gloryhole video store booths, sex parties, bath houses. Love the cruising scene it really gets me off the anon stranger thing, not knowing who the men are and possibly never seeing them ever again just taking that raw dick and letting them impregnate me and leave. Thats the kind of pig i am. If you're replying to this don't just tell me its a hot a post, tell me what you want to do with me. Tell me how you want to use me, what you'd like to do. Paint the scenario. I'm looking for real dirty fuckers to set up a night in a hotel or your apartment to get me loaded up and used. Make me feel like a whore and show me what kind of dirty pig you are. I have plenty of pics for trade. My Stats: 26 years old, 5'5" white latino, bubble ass with some hair, 8inch uncut cock, toned body 130lbs, swimmers build, brown hair, blue eyes. I'm not hairless, i have some scruff and tattoos and Im poz undetectable You be: A dirty hung fuck pig, preferably poz, love big dicked older men, a gym bod is not necessary but no one extremely overweight or extremely old, i like daddies not grand daddies, very verbal, dominant into using and whoring out young guys to strangers and your friends I DO NOT PNP. I'm just a whore, not a meth user.
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Does anyone here know where I can get poppers here in Vancouver? Haven't had a good hit of poppers in a while. You can DM me the answer if you don't want to post it on here. Thanks in advance!
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Anyone know where to get poppers in Toronto? Or anywhere in general? US? Mail order? Online sites? Thanks!
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The craziest thing happened to me couple weeks ago in a sex shop. The night before the sex shop incident, I met a guy for some hot action....,but he partied way too much, and he couldn't get it up. I was very disappointed, however, I was patient with him. We ended up just watching porn and jacking off. I was so horny and disappointed with my night that I didn't want to just go home. I left his place around 9 A.M., got some coffee, and went to this sleazy sex shop nearby to see if I can find my favorite poppers. Now have this in mind that I'm not really good with giving or receiving signals in public. Before I walked in, I saw an average looking Latino guy who was just standing outside of the shop. I am usually very shy and passive, so without paying too much attention, I went inside the shop. When I entered, there was a young short, Latino clerk who was dusting the place. I didn't talk to him either, and just looked around to see if I could find my fave poppers. Finally, he approached me and asked me if he could be any assistance. I asked for the poppers for which I was looking, and he showed me a few different ones. Then I made a comment about how empty the place was in that morning, and resumed walking around. I noticed he kept following me around the store, but I thought he was doing his job and was worried that I might steal something. To my surprise, he came forward again, and asked if I would like to watch some porn. I said I don't like to pay $5 for 10 min porn, but he said it would be complimentary, on the house. Of course I answered sure! He took me to the back office where all the camera surveillance equipment was located, and he started playing a straight porn on one of the monitors for me, and then left the room. I sat there and watched the porn, and, after a few minutes he came back and said that I can jack off if I like, but that he join me 'cause he had to watch the floor. I responded 'okay', but before he left, he changed the channel to a gay porn and asked "Do you mind?" "No," I replied and again he left the room. Of course I started jacking off to the video, which was vintage, but it worked for me. Anytime someone would walked into the store, the bell hanging on top of the door would ring, and in the course of the next few minutes I heard the bell sound a couple of times. After awhile, the clerk knocked and came in, and found me still jacking off. He bluntly asked "My friend would like to join you and have some fun." I was surprised, and asked "Who is your friend?" "He's in the store. You can see him and if you don't like him, that's okay. You can stay here alone until you cum." I walked outside with him, I saw the friend, who was the same Latino guy from the sidewalk outside the shop. I didn't care for him much, but at the same time, I didn't want to be a party pooper, so I agreed for him to join me. He came to the back office with me, and the clerk went back on the floor. After couple of minutes, he started sucking me. I noticed he couldn't speak any English either which made communication all the harder, but I watched the porn while he was sucked my cock. The clerk came in again and said it was okay if I wanted to fuck the guy, and with that, the Latino guy pulled his pants all the way down to his ankles and bent over. The clerk lubed my cock with a spit on his hand and placed my cock on his friend's hole. I shoved in started fucking the Latino guy. Then I felt the clerk's finger up my ass, sliding in and out. I pumped harder and harder until I came inside the Latino's ass. The clerk said that his friend would like to return the favor, and I was so horny that I didn't care so I pulled my pants all the way down and bent over for him. The same routine happened to me: the Latino guy pounded my ass for good fifteen minutes while the clerk was fingering him, and eventually the Latino dumped his load in me. After he pulled out, the clerk pushed me on the desk. I lay on my back and he pulled my pants off, the clerk spread my legs open wide, and while he held my ankles in position, he shoved his cock inside me, and fucked me for a good ten minutes while his friend was watching the floor. Then I felt a :grin:massive shot of cum inside me:grin: I was in heaven. The clerk pulled out and went on the floor. I put my pants back on, paid for the poppers and left the shop.
