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Visiting with family looking for other twisted seed pigs to get dirty with. Uninhibited like to bottom and take anon seed and fucking a tight cum hungry slut. Hung black guys+ Pnp/420/poppers+ Poz guys+ Would be hot to find one or more stealthers for a 3 some with my bf too. Oink oink!
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A thick glob of cum dripped from my ass as my best friend’s dad pulled his cock from my gaping hole. I stared up at older man with lust in my eyes, “Please fuck me again,” I begged. My hole twitched, aching to have his thick cock back inside. “Not right now kid, don’t worry you’ll get plenty more loads.” When I had climbed the tree from my yard to my best friend’s yard this afternoon I could never have guessed that my day would end naked and on my back with his father’s load dripping from me. I had just gotten back into town from university for Spring Break around lunch and after about an hour of sitting in my parent’s house alone I had decided to see if my best friend from high school Tom was home. Tom and I had been friends sense before cell phones were popular and even after we both had phones we never bothered to call each other; instead we continued to climb over the fence that separated out back yards and then climb up to each other’s bedroom windows. Today however when I dropped down into Tom’s back yard I was met with quite a surprise. There in the middle of the back yard by their pool was Tom’s dad completely naked laying on a lawn chair. For a long moment I just stood there not sure of what to do. Then Mr. Pegliasco stood up, and before I could climb back over the fence he said, “like what you see Max?” I froze. I hadn’t really seen much, just a broad powerful chest, thick dark hair, and strong muscular arms and legs. Slowly I turned around. There he stood, the father of my best friend, completely naked his broad hair covered chest, narrow waist, powerful legs and his shockingly thick cock and massive balls exposed to the world. I couldn’t help but stair at his thick soft cock. It hung well past his big round balls, bursting out of a thicket of course black hair. I nodded in answer to his question. “A lot of boys do.” I swallowed hard, my mouth had started watering looking at his cock. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock head pushing down my throat. I wanted to taste his sweaty balls. I wanted to feel his pubes against my nose as I deepthroated his cock. My own cock began to harden in my shorts. “And I can see that you do,” said Mr. Pegliasco nodding towards my quickly tenting shorts. What the hell was going on here, Tom’s parents were still together, Mr. Pegliasco was straight and yet he was telling me that boys liked his cock. “You want this cock in your mouth don’t you?” I swallowed hard and then nodded again. “Then come get it.” Not knowing why, or understanding what was happening I practically ran to Mr. Pegliasco and fell to my knees in front of him. “If I had known you were this eager for cock I would have gotten you on your knees years ago. Now start sucking.” Eagerly I kissed up and down the length of his shaft, then taking his steadily stiffening cock in my hands I swallowed the head and a few inches of the shaft. Over the next few minutes I bobbed my head back and forth taking more and more of his ever hardening cock in my mouth each time till at last I swallowed deep and felt the head pass my tonsils and slide down my throat. Mr. Pegliasco moaned as I swallowed his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head lightly holding me in place. “God, I love my wife but there are a few things in this world that she cannot replicate. The velvety feeling of an eager 19-year-old boy’s mouth or the warmth of his tight hole.” His other hand ran down my back now till he brushed against my ass. I squirmed a little, my cock pressing against my shorts. “Take off your clothes boy, I wanna see that football star body of yours.” In high school I had been the starting quarter back for our school’s undefeated team. I pulled off of his cock and practically tore my tank top off and then, standing up, shucked my shorts and briefs and stood before Mr. Pegliasco now as naked as he was my cock sticking straight out. For a long moment he took in my pale muscular body, my practically hairless torso, my thick seven-inch cock, my hairy legs. “Turn around, let me see that ass.” I did as I was told and turned around, and then for some reason, bent forward and reached back to spread my furry cheeks. Mr. Pegliasco moaned again running his finger through the thick mat of blonde hair that grew in my crack till his finger brushed against my tight hole. “I’m gonna enjoy fucking that.” He took me by the shoulder, spun me around and pushed me to the ground and pressed his fat cock back into my mouth.
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My boyfriend is incredibly cute. I love his perky ass and his toned torso. He's got Mediterranean roots and has tanned skin all over. His brown curly hair perches about his 7” uncut cock like a bird's nest, if you know what I mean. He's got low-hanging balls and blue-green eyes. Even though he's nearly thirty now, he's still a twink who could pass for twenty. He's a looker and never has to work out to stay in shape. A few months ago, I started going to a gym. I wanted to tighten up my body a bit and thought I wouldn't mind checking out some muscled guys in the locker room and showers... My schedule was pretty regular, and I often worked out at the same time as a really sexy hunk of a guy. After a few weeks of nodding at each other across the treadmill or bending over the same bench to tie our shoes, Mitch introduced himself to me. He was gorgeous. About six foot tall, with massive arms and a wide flat furry chest. I had only seen him with his shirt off, but I suspected he was packing a nice set of equipment in his shorts... Buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. Delicious. He told me he was in his last year of art school. We chatted it up and he invited me to lunch one weekend. I thought he was asking me out, so I told him about my boyfriend. After all, I didn't want to lead this stud on! To my surprise, he grinned and said, “The more the merrier! I'll invite my boyfriend too!” The weekend rolled around and I headed to the bar with my boyfriend to hang out with Mitch and his boyfriend. Mitch's boyfriend, Carl, was a bit older, maybe thirty, like my boyfriend, and worked in a bank. He was well-dressed, and although much smaller than Mitch, was clearly in good shape too. His fitted business shirt practically clung to his slim chest and abs. We ordered a lunch special that came with unlimited mimosas. After the third round, the conversation turned inevitably to sex. I proudly held my boyfriend's hand across the table and told Mitch and Carl about how proud we were to have a monogamous relationship. Carl smiled and said that he wished he could have that with Mitch. I was confused. Mitch abruptly changed the subject to his art studies, photography and painting. He told us about a new series of photos showing nude couples in intimate moments. He had photographed lesbian couples embracing, straight couples having foreplay, and a few gay couples 69'ing or rimming. It sounded pretty hot to me and my boyfriend and we told Mitch that we'd love to see them. My boyfriend piped up that he wouldn't mind posing together if he'd have us! I could tell that Carl was a little unsure at the prospect, but I was happy to see my boyfriend comfortable enough in our relationship to volunteer to explore it in front of a camera. After another mimosa, we decided to head to Mitch's studio classroom after a work out the next day. The next morning, my boyfriend slept in a bit. We made plans to pick him up after a workout, and I headed to the gym. I was there promptly at 9AM when the doors opened, and saw Mitch a few minutes later. After a half hour on the treadmill, he offered to spot me on the barbell bench. I guess I was feeling cocky, or maybe I was distracted by Mitch's huge bulge in his shorts, but I took on too much weight and Mitch wasn't fast enough to keep the weight from slamming in to my face. If he hadn't caught it when he did, it really might have hurt me! As it was, after a few minutes, even with an ice pack, my right eye was black and blue and so puffy it was nearly closed. I felt awful, knowing that we were supposed to have a photoshoot right after the workout. Mitch got a second ice pack for me and helped me to the locker room where we changed to head out and pick up my boyfriend. In the car, Mitch told me that we could reschedule if I didn't want to pose with a black eye. I didn't want to postpone, so he proposed another idea; maybe Carl could pose with my boyfriend instead. I thought about it and decided that would be fine if it was ok with everyone involved. Mitch called Carl, who was surprisingly keen on the idea, and I called my boyfriend, who was excited, maybe even a bit too excited... Mitch also promised me some prescription painkillers that he had in his gym bag. About an hour later, I had taken a few too many painkillers and had a fresh icepack on my face. Mitch had the camera and lights set up. My boyfriend stripped off his clothes and waited in a robe for Carl to be ready. When Carl showed up, he gave Mitch a huge sloppy kiss and untied his robe, dropping it to the floor. Even with only one eye, I could see his massive tool hanging down, at least seven inches and he was totally soft. His pubes and balls were trimmed close and I noticed that he had a piercing between his balls and his hairy ass. My boyfriend was practically drooling and his cock was rock hard and poking straight out. I sat there doped up as Mitch posed them, with my boyfriend leaning over a chair and Carl behind him with his huge hardening cock laying against his ass. It was then, with Carl bent over away from me that I saw it. A four-inch wide biohazard tattoo above his asscrack. I realized that Carl was POZ! Mitch saw me staring at this POZ guy whose bare cock was hardening and starting to drip precum into my boyfriend's bare asshole. He comforted me and told me not to worry about anything and handed Carl a condom. Carl snickered a bit and unwrapped it, rolling it down onto his now-throbbing cock. My boyfriend knelt down and watched as he did so, not having seen the tattoo or realizing why Carl was bagging up. My boyfriend smiled at me and said, “Since he's safe, maybe we could get a few photos with him teasing my ass with his cock!” Mitch nodded and grunted approval. I figured that it couldn't hurt. Even though Carl was POZ, he was wearing a condom, and it was only for a photos, so I figured Carl wouldn't fuck him for real or anything. Mitch checked on me to make sure I was ok with everything, and he noted that I was getting hard. He told me that I could jerk off if I wanted, that my horniness would only make the pictures hotter. I was feeling groggy from one too many pain pills, and let him unbutton my fly and fish out my cock. Mitch knelt in front of me and shoved my pants down to my knees. As he stood up, he whispered to me that he didn't have a sexual relationship with Carl since he got POZZED, but they often got together with other “mixed” couples to fool around. I started to wonder if Mitch had planned this all along. Mitch got back to his camera, zooming in on Carl sitting down and aiming his hard cock straight up. My boyfriend straddled him, facing us, and the camera, and lowered himself down so that his ass was perched right above Carl's wrapped POZ cock. Mitch was springing sizable wood in his shorts and shucked them off. His cock was springing around right at my eye level as I watched his POZ boyfriend's cock teasing my boyfriend's hole. “How about just the tip,” my boyfriend asked as he forced Carl's rubbered-up mushroom head into his asscheeks. Mitch and I nodded in approval. I realized that my boyfriend had no idea that the dick about to invade his hole was carrying toxic seed, even if it was bagged up. Mitch started to wank as my boyfriend sank lower and lower. First two inches, then four, then six. When he was balls deep, my boyfriend raised himself up. He was relatively composed for having just mounted a thick rubbered-up tool with no lube except for his own ass juices. “Got any lube?,” he asked as he raised up off of Carl's sheathed cock. Mitch said that he didn't, as he had planned on a few intimate poses, not actual ass-fucking. My boyfriend shrugged and pulled Carl's condom off. Before I could react, he had sunk all the way back down onto Carl's bare POZ cock. In one move, we had gone from monogamous to him taking bare cock, POZ bare cock. Mitch told him to hold that pose and react like he was getting fucked bareback. My boyfriend threw back his head and started moaning. Mitch directed him to pull halfway off of Carl's dick so it would look like a fucking action shot. My boyfriend gladly obliged and slid upwards about four inches. Carl wrapped his hands around my boyfriend's hips, helping to hold him still as his knees started quivering. Carl nuzzled his neck and started kissing his shoulder. They held the pose for a few moments, “YES!,” Mitch shouted. “This is what I'm after! Now, Carl, keep kissing him, and lower him down so it looks like you're about to cum in his hole!” Carl raised his hips as my boyfriend lowered himself down, now full to the hilt with bare POZ cock. Carl wrapped his hand around my boyfriend's hard cock as he swiveled his hips a bit. They weren't “fucking” exactly, but I could tell that his cock was moving around in my boyfriend's hole. I was dry-mouthed and the room was full of the sound of camera clicks and deep breathing. Mitch was fisting his hard-on with his left hand while firing the camera with his right. “Got what I need, boys! I think we're done with the shoot.” My boyfriend looked right at me as if to say, “Really? This was just getting good!” And he started to pull off. Carl tightened his grip on my boyfriend's waist and held him still. “Mitch might be finished, but I'm not! He won't let me fuck him anymore. Won't you help me out? Your bare tight ass has gotten me so close...” My boyfriend pulled off of Carl's dick and I was relieved to know that he wouldn't be headed home with an asshole dripping POZ cum. Imagine my surprise when he swiveled around so he was facing Carl and sat right down on his cock again. “Lighten up,” my boyfriend said. “You want to fool around with Mitch, don't you? Well, now is your chance!” I knew he had a point, but I also knew that Carl was POZ and he didn't! I was dumbfounded, partially by the painkillers, and partially by the live sex show happening a few feet away from me. Mitch wrapped his hand around my throbbing cock, smearing my precum all over and then fingered some into his ass. He lowered himself onto my dick, facing away from me, watching the scene too. His muscular jock ass felt so good as it wrapped around my cock. Mitch was groaning and talking really dirty, “You gonna breed my ass? Gonna give me your load, you sick fucker? You filthy pig. Gonna seed me good???” That really got me going, and with the hot scene playing out in front of us, he must have fucked himself on my cock for no more than two or three minutes before I fired off into his ass. “Yeah. Give me that load! Breed me good! Fuck yeah!!!!!” Carl looked right at me. “My turn now. You seed my man, I seed your's!” He maintained eye contact with me as he thrust over and over into my boyfriend's bare ass, shooting his toxic cum deep into my boyfriend's bare unprotected ass. Without moving Mitch's ass one bit, I felt my cock spasm as I shot another load deep into Mitch's guts. Mitch and my boyfriend pulled off of our cocks and started kissing. Carl kissed me and wiped his cummy cock off with his hand. He spun me around and wiped some of his POZ seed onto and into my hole. Mitch got to his knees and licked his lover's load out of my ass and then moved onto my boyfriend's ass, licking out as much as possible. When he had a good mouthful of POZ seed, he positioned me on elbows next to my boyfriend. He went from hole to hole working that seed into both of our asses. I wondered what the chances of both of us getting POZZED from Carl's seed being forced into our asses. What Mitch didn't tell me until later when we were getting dressed was that he set the camera on auto mode and had kept it focused on the whole scene when he stopped shooting. It took a photo every five seconds until my boyfriend and I both had asses dripping full of POZ cum. A few weeks later, I ran into Mitch at the gym. He had a disc of all of the photos and asked how me and my boyfriend were doing. Truth be told, my boyfriend had been hornier than ever and then suddenly came down with a really nasty cold. It didn't dawn on me until that very moment that my boyfriend's cold might be the fuck flu. If so, we had one helluva sexy time POZZING him and I was sort of glad it was all captured on film. My boyfriend and I got tested and were frankly shocked when the results came back neg. Turns out he just had the flu. I phoned Mitch to tell him and he told me not to worry... Ending A: Mitch went on to say that he was starting a new series inspired by our shoot. NEG guys knowingly or un-knowingly taking raw POZ cum. He said he'd love to have us as models before and after our conversions if we were game. He also said that he was taking Carl's POZ loads regularly now and photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. Ending B: Mitch went on to confess that the whole thing was part of his art project. Carl was in fact still NEG, even if he was a bit of a chaser. The biohaz tattoo was only temporary and Mitch was fascinated by how many couples were willing to fool around with him. He had fucked girls, guys, and trans holes and never pulled out. No one had asked him to. He knew that one day Carl really would be POZ and that tattoo would be real, and he would be photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. __________ Nothing would please me more than to see some of you guys take this story and run with it. I leave it in someone else's hand to see what happens to this storyline...
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One of my hottest pig tops invited over for some "long play" as he said so clean your ass really good. Arrived at his place and to make sure I was cleaned he took me to the shower and douched me so he could see the clean returns....fuck I love a top that does that. I was on my back with my ear plugs in and my blindfold on. I was enjoying his raw cock, fingers ( 4 ) his toys for a good hour. He stopped for what I thought was a piss break. Instead I felt a much fatter cock than his slide into my well lubed hole. Fuck I was in heaven with this mystery fuck. After 10 min he pulled out a new cock slide in....fuck I was in heaven. Many loads later off came the blindfold and two hot bears were looking at me. I was kind of shock to see one of them as he has refused my ass before because " I do not BB " I now have two new BB tops for my ass. From my experiences those "safe" top love to BB an ass behind closed doors. Any YVR raw tops out there :-) buttsex2013@outlook.com
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When I first became sexually active was in the 1960’s. AIDS had not struck yet. Gays didn’t use rubbers; those were for the straight guys that didn’t want to knock up their girlfriends. When we sucked dick, if the guy blew, you swallowed it or snowballed it to share in a kiss with him. And when you fucked ass, the whole point was to get your rocks off. We never thought about pulling out; planting the load was a natural part of the fuck. If it was a hot date, he might fuck you, too. Most of my first sex was just one on one. It wasn’t until I went away to college that I discovered the baths. If I could have afforded it, I would have been there every night. Back at that time there were public play spaces, both dark rooms and rooms that were dimly lit. My usual night at the baths would be to try a couple of the men till I found the ass I liked enough to fuck long enough to plant my load. Then I’d shop around for a man to fuck my ass. Then I’d usually take a shower and go home, as I’d done the things I would usually do on a date. But I remember one time at the baths, when I had planted my load and was looking for a guy to fuck me, and I found him in the dimly lit play space. There were usually men watching as well as playing, and I’ve never been shy about fucking or getting fucked in front of other guys. So when I finally got a dick in my ass, our fuck was being watched. I’d watched other men fuck, so it was no big deal to me. The guy fucking me gave me a good ride and I finally felt his dick get stiff and hot and swell up, and he really began to bang my ass as he began to spurt cum. He gave me a good fuck, continued till he went soft and pulled out. I was about to turn around and thank him for a good ride when another dick was between my legs and slid in on a carpet of cum. I’d never had a second fuck right after the first, but I was surprised how pleasant it was. This guy had to have been watching and jacking his cock, as he didn’t fuck me long before he really began to fuck me hard, really humping my ass, and I felt him cum. He didn’t come down slowly from it, he just pulled out and left. I was lying there with cum leaking out of my well-fucked hole, relishing the feel of having had two different men plant their loads in my ass. From that time on I usually looked for a man that already had a load in his ass but was still tight enough to get me off. I had discovered what a great lube cum is, and how great it feels to fuck in another man’s cum. And after having had my fun, I went looking for loads. As I was young, I could usually count on a daddy type to breed my ass. After that it was the luck of the draw. It was a long time before I took more loads in succession. That came during bareback parties, or fuck parties as we used to call them back then, as all our sex was raw. First man in the sling usually would have a line of men waiting, or you could be on a fuck horse or bed and have a dick in each end. That was when I first had more than two loads. And that was the first time I fucked a man so full of cum I couldn’t get off in his ass. It was a wonderful velvet tunnel that felt so good on my cock, a wonderful fuck that I really enjoyed, but I had to pull out and jack my dick till I was close and slide back in to add my jizz to what he was already carrying. Nothing beats a hot wet load planted deep, except the 2nd or 3rd, especially from different men. And being versatile means you get to enjoy it from both sides, planting and taking loads. Jerry Prince 12/4/13
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Hey men, I made it to Berlin yesterday. Hotel check in was 4 hours after I landed, but they held my suitcase for me. I Am dead center in the bay neighborhood, as I discovered walking around until my room was ready. So, jet lagged I napped until 6p, then went over Bull, a 24 hr bar. Slow and the ones there seemed pretty wasted / hustler. After 1 beer and 1 cock sucked,went to another bar. It was packed but the darkroom was slow. I did get fisted and fucked twice, but it was taking to long for me, so I left and hit Mutchmanns, just after they opened at 11p. A fast exploration of the bar and darkroom, then I stripped to my jock and boots and hit the darkroom. By The time I Left 4 hours later I had gotten fisted 2 times , fucked to completion 11 times, and ate 2 guys loads. A special thanks to my new Dutch buddy who had me suck him numerous times to the edge, he would be very loud and verbal, which only caused others to use me each time. A bud is going to meet me soon, do food, and then the night will be spent bent over or in a sling, at LAB_oratory. My Ditch man insist ed I should be there , and assured me I would take twice as many loads.....
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Eager to service some cock with my eager mouth and/or ass. Love giving NSA cock worship and draining blo and go service. Willing to offer up my ass for breeding as well if you want. Open to other ideas. Need to travel South Metro area by the Twin Cities in Minnesota, 46, 6ft, 220, red/blue. -
There's a fuckbuddy I've met every month of so for several years. The last two times he's been in town and wanted to get together I had plans I could get out of. He messaged me yesterday and I was available but he said because I stood him up the last two times, I didn't derserve his cock, only his cum. I went to his house like usual. Dropped my shorts and bent over a chair. He was stroking his cock when I got there and walked up behind me and kept jacking it. I thought at first he was going to just shoot on my ass, which would have been disappointing but okay. But he jacked until he was just ready to cum, then in one shove, forced his cock in me and filled me with his sweet load. Now I know what he meant. I didn't deserve the pleasure of him fucking me but took his load anyway. I'll take a punishment fuck anytime.
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I recently moved to London to find work because where i was living up north at the time i could never find anything going so i just up and went and had a job offer in London and I successfully got the Job as a Barman at a Club in Soho due to my past experiences. My first week working at the Club was great met so many nice guys and i actually saw this guy he came up the Bar and asked for a Scotch he then looked at me in the eyes i could tell that he liked me because of his facial expression he asked me if i had been working here long and i replied to him nah only a few days just moved here a few weeks ago. As the discussion went on we got to know each other abit better I asked for his name and he said Chris. Chris told me about the places he visits during the weekend and asked whenever i would like to come with him sometime and i said sure why not. Two nights later it was a Friday there I was just finishing my afternoon shift as i got ready to leave i got a text from Chris , we exchanged numbers the last time we met at the Club, in his text he said if i could meet him outside by the restaurant near the Club , so i waited there for 5 minutes til i heard him call my name 'Danny' as he came to me he said whenever if i was up to going to the sauna i said yeah sounds good. So we both arrived at the sauna noticed a butch guy behind the counter wearing a tight white vest with hairy arms and chest , i was turned on by how he looked rugged , masculine just how i like my men to be. I asked him whenever if there were many here on the weekend since I have never been to this place before , he replied yeah it's one of the most busiest saunas around here , i said should be fun then i nodded with excitement. As Me and Chris entered the locker rooms saw a few fit guys there mixture of all kinds from Twinky looking lads to Muscle bound hunks dripping with sweat i was soo fucking horny from this moment on couldn't wait to engage in some hot steamy sex. As me and Chris started out our cruising in the Sauna we both decided to split up and He said have fun see you in a while. I wanted to head to the Showers because i had skipped the shower earlier , i Entered the shower room and turned on the shower and rubbed my body with lots of soap , i had stiffy because of what I had seen since i arrived , i started to have abit of a play with my dick in the shower , i closed my eyes just fantasying what could happen tonight unknowingly that the man from the counter had entered the shower naked he said looks like you're having some fun there I opened my eyes in shock and i laughed and I saw him staring right at me , He came over to me and we kissed and then he said suck me cock i got down on my knees. and sucked on his massive 8 inch uncut dick me just sucking away on his beautiful hung cock I was dripping with pre-cum was enjoying every single second of it. He then said if i were Top or bottom i replied to him that i was bottom he then said well thats a good combination then you're a bottom and i'm a top fancy taking this , i replied fuck yeah. As my tight hole was being rubbed by him he stuck 2 fingers up there he asked me whenever if i did it raw or safe i said just stick it in there need cock up my arse he did and i moaned as his hard stiff cock entered my raw tight hole fucking me slowly then he started to really fuck me deep and started to become more dominant with me he said you want my fucking load cause im gonna fucking cum soon , me just being so fucking horny i just didn't want him to stop as he fucked me and he started to moan more intensely i knew that soon my arsehole will be filled with cum for the first time i just couldn't wait for him to unload inside me , the big moment finally came and he said here it comes , moaning so fucking loud he shoved his load inside me and i said yeah fill me up , fill me fucking up. As the night went on it was getting late so i decided to leave , as i got back to the locker room i had saw Chris almost fully clothed , I said to him you had fun he replied yeah damn right i had fun got loads of cock how about you , yeah i had lots of fun in the shower even took a load up my arse , he replied fuck i never knew you did bareback and i said i don't it was just a one off. To be continued.....
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So I meet up with a guy this afternoon that I have played around with before. In the past we only sucked, kissed, etc. no fucking. I originally meet him on A4A. His profile listed him as "safe sex only"and in fact in the body of his profile he stated absolutely no bb and that he was looking for dates not a hookup. He said on the profile not to message him if your profile doesn't read safe and neg. Well I am neg but my profile say "anything goes". So when I originally saw him I past on messaging him. He messages me to set up a time to play. The first time, like I said we just played, no anal. Well today was our second meet up and we planned to fuck. He came in and we did the normal hi how are you, the weather is hot, etc. Well we got down to the main event. We started with the oral, kissing, rubbing. Well once I had rimmed him and got him nice and wet I told him to get in the doggie position. Well I got behind him and lined up without a single word from him about a condom. I wasn't about to say anything about one lol. I put a little lube on the head on my cock and pushed in raw. He just moaned. No word of resistance. He even let me take pics and a short video of me drilling him. After I put my phone down, I got to the serious pounding. He was loving it and talking dirty about taking my cock and load while sniffing some poppers. Next I flipped him on his back and went to town. As I was getting close I told him I was going to seed his hole. Again no word on pulling out. He just moaned and moaned. I filled him with a huge load. We got cleaned up kissed good bye and promised to do it again. Not one word ever about condoms. Love filling safe only holes! Can't wait to do it again.
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I love all the threads in the cocksucking section. I'm a total top and been barebacking recently. What gets me ready to fuck really hard is a long session of ass-eating and getting sucked, then ram it in. I love to fuck raw and take a break to eat the hole and fill it with saliva for some more pounding; that makes me crazy horny and well, when I take a break, pull my dick out to get sucked that's heaven. I can keep on going until I shoot liters of milk in that ass. OK when all of this happens I'm talking about a -clean- bottom who I can fuck raw and then eat his ass and I imagine the bottom likes a shit-free dick when sucking off. Would love to read more top stories. I really enjoy reading all you nasty fuckers' stories but I'd like more TOP stuff discussed and told. Love.
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This is a long story so I will post it in parts. I post it under fiction, but most of it is true except the later parts... which in just over a month may also be true. So read it and enjoy. Comment if you want. And "John, (or anyone who fits the part) if you read this, let's start planning. Part 1 “A Day of Magic! A Night of Thrills!”. That is what my ad read on numerous hookup sites. My wife was going out of state for a couple of weeks on a trip to help a sick relative. It was a bad time of year for me to take off, so I was staying home. I could not believe my luck. I was going to have some days and nights to play. So my ad went to all the hookup sites I knew of. I had posted ads in the past with limited success, so when she booked her flight 2 months in advance I put ads out there as soon as I could so hopefully with 2 months I could weed through the fakes and find some worthwhile responses. But first I guess I should give a bit of background. I am a mid 50’s Bi male. It took a few marriages but I finally found the perfect woman for me. She is beautiful and wonderful in all ways. But due to things beyond her control, sex is very painful and if you love someone why would you want to inflict pain on them? So I assure her that it is no problem and I am okay with no sex. And on the surface I am totally happy with no sex. We work and stay active and do lots of fun things. BUT I am a very sexual person. Masturbation is a once (or more) a day activity. I usually get home from work a couple of hours before my wife during the week which gives me plenty of time to surf the net, watch porn and masturbate without her knowledge. In my past I have had gay experiences. Since I was a teenager I have always been extremely sexual. My hormones rage and control me. I have always been committed to whatever woman I have in my life, but if my sexual being is not totally satiated… well women want to be wined and dined and spend time and money on them for weeks and then maybe you will get some… men just want SEX. Now I am equally comfortable as either a Top or Bottom. But let’s face it … with a 5 - 5½ inch cock how much of a Top am I going to be? Well I happen to love the sensations available in my ass… so what is wrong in being a bottom? So here I am… a guy with no sex at home… no desire to seek out another woman (not that they don’t turn me on but remember they want to be wined and dined.) … not averse to gay sex… enjoy anal play… the perfect combo … except … concern about HIV. My gay experiences began in my 20s with a guy paying me to suck my cock. After maybe 10 years I sucked a cock myself. Many years later I was fucked for the first time (with people watching which excited me to the max). So just call me an opportunistic gay. IF I am getting sex from a woman, I am straight… If not… give me the opportunity… then fuck my ass. LOL So YES I have enjoyed MM play. Although anal play has been fairly limited due to my concern about HIV. But a few years ago I was suffering from a medical condition. I was taking some heavy duty pain medications. One night, being horny, I stopped by a local gay resort. I was taking my pain meds, and had a few drinks. I ended up walking into a room where an orgy was going on and I ended up being fucked by several guys. But as high as I was on my meds, drinks and poppers I insisted on SAFE sex. But since that night, the idea of BARE sex has been a permeating thought in all of my encounters. I had a friend, whom I would hook up with on occasion. He was married and played safe as well so he and I played bare when we were together, but his cock was too fat and I could not take it when I was sober. If I ever had the opportunity to get totally wasted I knew I could have taken his entire cock, but the opportunity to get totally fucked up when I was with him never occurred. Over subsequent years these experiences permeated my thoughts and fantasies. I began to actively seek out websites that catered to bareback sex, which eventually brought me to sites where bug chasing was described. I will be honest… in the beginning I thought “Are you guys fucking crazy?”. But as time went on I began to think “I am fucking crazy” as the thought of bug chasing and being infected began to turn me on. What if I had not insisted on condoms that night at the gay resort? Were any of those guys POZ? One of the guys had tried to talk me into going bare, but I begged him to put on a condom. He started with a condom, but he pulled out completely a few times and then went back in… and honestly I was so fucked up, he could have slipped the condom off at anytime. Did he cum? YES. In a condom or in my ass? Honestly I have no clue as I was totally fucked up and never thought to check the condom and there was so much lube from multiple guys entering me I had no clue if it was lube or cum leaking from my hole. But the thought he might have shot into me bare has been a masturbation fantasy ever since. I found myself actively watching bareback sites. In the beginning, when I would be out of town for work I would post ads and invite guys to my room. But I always played safe. Using the excuse I was not cleaned out, I kept the encounters to oral, J/O, or sometimes anal but with a condom. But what I really desired was a hard throbbing bare cock shooting deep inside my ass. I began actively seeking out bareback sex websites and video. The more I found, the more excited I got. Gay sex became my major masturbatory fantasy … okay BAREBACK gay sex. If I found a gay video on-line and began watching it and I saw the guy wearing a condom, I would immediately stop watching it and look for something else. I wanted to see it bare and raw. I loved to have a few drinks ahead of time and as I watched the videos and jerked off, I loved to grab my poppers and get a good buzz. As I watched the videos, I imagined the Top being POZ. And YES the risk of HIV began to become a huge turn on. I began actively searching out risk and HIV infection information, and stories. Was the idea of becoming infected exciting? No… it was FUCKING HOT! When I traveled out of town overnight for work I always carried a big bottle of vodka. After checking into my room I would pour a drink, then post ads hoping to find hookups. Then I would clean myself out and shower. The rest of the night I would spend nude, drinking, watching gay bareback porn and responding to emails hoping to find guys to come to my room. Once I had potential partners I would begin doing poppers and drinking more. If they weren’t fakes and did come to my room, I wanted to be fucked up. Why? Because maybe if I was high enough, I would be un-inhibited enough to let them fuck me bare. Early in the evening I would ask potential partners their status. But as I drank more and hit poppers I made the conscious decision not to ask. I knew I should, but I didn’t want to know. It would be easier to accept a bare cock if I didn’t know than to willing take one I knew was POZ. As I browsed profiles of guys on-line I would get a tingly if they said they were POZ. The signs were there. I saw myself getting into riskier thought patterns. I saw myself making more risky decisions and participating in riskier actions. Actions speak louder than words. So I could say that the idea of seeking out or actively pursuing POZ loads is crazy. But my actions were hinting to the exact opposite. But let’s be honest, there is a big difference between thinking about it, jerking off as you fantasize it, and actually accepting that POZ cock when it is dripping and poised at your hole. I used to think I was alone, but the more I searched, I found out that there were many out there just like me. They thought about it, it turned them on, but not knowing how to get over that final roadblock. I have seen many seek the route of using drugs or alcohol to lose the inhibitions, but I have seen others who say if you need alcohol or drugs, you are not ready. I can understand both sides. But I offer the following: You are afraid to fly. You know you are afraid to fly. You know that it is an abnormal fear. You would love to be just like the millions who fly every day. Your doctor prescribes a tranquilizer to help you with the fear of flying. A tranquilizer and a couple of drinks and you are able to get on a plane and take a flight. It all comes down to: are you willingly making decisions, fully aware of the consequences of the decisions, and given a choice making decisions. Yes, I agree drugs and alcohol reduce inhibitions and we may make decisions we shouldn’t while under the influence, but IF we drink or take drugs, FULLY aware AND THINKING when we do that “If I do this, I am going to possibly make decisions and do things maybe I shouldn’t”… Is this not the same as saying “I am going to get totally fucked-up so when the hot POZ guy wants to shove his cock in me, I will let him?"
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The last time I partied was intense! I'm still trying to decipher it all, but suffice it to say, it was a memorable experience. It was one of those rare weekends where I had no plans, so I started to look for a guy with whom I had once before smoked T, who had fucked me senseless. I'm white, 5'5", 130 lbs and decent looking. He's black, built like a brick shithouse with a huge eight inch cock that really stretched my tight hole. I'd hoped he would be around and available, since I'd had an amazing time when we'd played before. I looked online at all the regular sites but he wasn't online. I thought what the hell, I'll text him. We traded some texts Friday night and he was busy, but I woke up Saturday morning to an invitation from him to clean up and come over. I hadn't eaten anything the day before in anticipation of partying all weekend, so in no time I was showered and on my way to his place. He had me meet him across the street at the drug store where he was picking up supplies for the day. As we walked to his apartment, he asked if I'd ever slammed. Nope, never slammed, and it had been a year since I'd partied at all, so I reluctantly said I was not really interested in that. Just wanted to smoke, swirl, and have sex all day long. We got to his place and he immediately mixed me a glass of G and juice, which I downed immediately. He also mixed up two more glasses of it and left them on his kitchen countertop -- thinking ahead to when we'd want another round, I assumed. We headed to his bedroom which has a bathroom right off of it where he got out a couple of pipes and some nice Tina rocks, loaded the pipes, and we started to smoke as he messed with things around the room and we both started getting undressed. He put some Chaos Men porn on his laptop and fiddled with the TV and DVD player while encouraging me to continue to smoke. I no time I was naked and getting high as a kite. For some reason, he closed his bedroom door and said, "Now today just relax. It's just you and me in here. Just the two of us." He seemed to get everything done about the time the G started to kick in. Which is when he went for the kill. "Now we're going to slam." No, that's OK. I don't really.... But with the smoking and swirl working on my brain, he knew I wanted it and he just did it. He mixed up a rig for me and started to shake it while pulling on his thick black cock. The big metal cockring he had on made it even bigger and harder. As he shook the orange-tipped needle, I got out some Maximum Impact and a washcloth and played with my shrinking dick. Even with a rubber cockring, when I party it stays soft and shrinks down to nothing. That was definitely the case that morning. "There, it's all ready now," he said, grabbing a piece of rubber tubing from the floor by the bed. He gently took my arms in his hands, looking for a vein. I don't work out much so it was hard to find one. He was calm and measured but I started getting impatient when the tubing wouldn't' stay around my left arm. I took it with my right hand and twisted it tightly. He found a vein that would work right in my elbow. "You can look away now," he said. "Nah, I want to watch" I replied. He said "Alright" and swabbed the vein with an alcohol pad. Then he gently inserted the tip of the needle into the vein until it popped. "Now I'm going to draw out a little blood," he said as he did it, "and here it goes." He pressed the plunger and I watched with fear and anticipation as my first slam ever entered my bloodstream. "There," he said, withdrawing the needle and wiping my arm. "You ready? Pull off the tube and put your arm over your head." I did as he instructed, lifting my arm over my naked body. I felt my pupils dilate even more as he got up and went into the bathroom to slam himself. As I watched him prepare to slam himself in the bathroom light, I clumsily found the lube and smeared it over my hold and shriveled cock. I grabbed the Maximum Impact and washcloth and sprayed some into the cloth with shaking hands. One, two, three big sprays. Suddenly I heard a loud clang. Somehow the metal cockring had fallen off of his dick, striking the bathroom tile and ringing loudly. I turned around on my hands and knees on the bed with my hole facing him in the bathroom as he released the tube from his arm. I heard someone (me??) say, "I need you to fuck me!" Fuck was I saying that? I guess so because when he asked what I'd said I replied, "I need you to fuck me!!" I held the Maximum Impact-soaked cloth to my mouth and nose and breathed in deeply. My vision started to dim and before I knew it I completely blacked out, whether from the slam, the swirl, the Max Impact or what I don't know. More to cum.
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PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...
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Breeding Zone is now a proud sponsor of CumUnion, so we want to encourage you guys to go to the parties and tell others what you liked, what to expect, etc. (Even what you didn't like). CumUnion isn't officially a bareback party (condoms are provided), but given who promotes it, there's typically a lot of barebacking going on. So tell the other guys about your experience specifically with CumUnion New York... Is it mostly bareback, or do a lot of guys use condoms, or is there a lot of oral and not much fucking? Were you able to give or take loads? How many? Would you say it's easy for a bottom to get loads or a top to find willing cumholes? What sort of guys attend? How piggy and uninhibited were they? And bottom line - would you recommend other guys go? CumUnion New York is held at Paddles, 250 W 26th St. The next party is on Thur, May 16th. Doors Open at 8:00pm. If you go and they ask where you heard about the party make sure you mention Breeding Zone - even if you also saw it mentioned elsewhere. We want the organizers to know that Breeding Zone members are going to the parties. Click here for more details about the party.
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I've just booked my hotel (comfort Inn Vauxhall - apparently it's the host hotel) for Fri 12 & Sat 13th July for fetish week It's my first time and plan on getting bred by as many guys as possible. I'm going by myself so I can just fuck and not have to worry about friends. What's it like? Best parties to go to? Is it proper filthy? Anyone else staying at the hotel?
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This is the first of what I hope will be multiple postings on hot fucks I've had... and what I can remember of them. A little bit about me: I'm 30 years old, 5'6", 130 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, light dusting of chest hair, hairy hole that I try to keep shaved and a 6 1/2" cut cock that's thicker than most. I'd met this guy David online and we'd hooked up at a bud's house. David's about 5'9", 40 years old, blond and lean and tight. He's got a great 7" cut cock that he knows how to use on a willing (or maybe just oblivious... you'll see) bottom. When we met D fucked the shit out of me on a wrestling mat while our mutual friend watched us. I later came to find out that David had a huge sports fetish, which I gladly obliged. He also like to smoke Tina and gave amazing booty bumps. On this particular occasion, I was pet-sitting a couple of dogs for a friend of mine in his huge two-story house. I was bored and horny so I jumped online and quickly made plans with D for him to come over (he has a boyfriend so D always goes out for hookups), smoke some T and watch some hot porn. While he drove over I took a quick shower and put on my jock, mesh shorts, tennis shoes and baseball cap -- just like D likes. I met him at the door and let him in, locking it behind him with the key. I was pumped and ready to get twisted. While he lingered by the door, supposedly taking off his shoes, I grabbed us both bottles of water from the kitchen. He followed me upstairs while messing with his phone -- I assumed he was turning it off. Little did I know there was more to this afternoon's play session. We got to the master bed and while D packed up a glass pipe with some huge crystals, I put in some Hot Desert Knights bareback porn and stripped to my jock and baseball cap. We shared a few strong hits from the pipe, passing the clouds back and forth while we made out and I undressed D the rest of the way. He pushed me down to my knees and I started sucking his cock, getting him hard as a rock and expanding his rubber cockring. I started really spinning -- I hadn't smoked in a couple of months and the Tina hit me really hard, but I was in pig heaven. When we moved from the floor to the bed to continue our romp, I vaguely remember hearing the dogs barking and running around downstairs, but I didn't think much of it at the time... probably a neighbor kid running through the yard. We got into a hot 69 while David tried to inflate my cock -- I love to party, but rarely get hard. Actually, I can't get hard about 95% of the time, which I don't mind since I prefer getting fucked anyway. While I continued to work his cock and balls with my tongue, David started rimming my ass HARD, fucking me with his tongue. I was squirming in ecstasy. D abruptly stopped tonguing my hole and asked if I wanted a booty bump. FUCK YEAH! "C'mere," he said, standing next to the bed, "kneel here in front of me and work my nips hard. Yeah, just like that" he moaned while he turned my baseball cap around backwards. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him messing with the bag of Tina on the bedside table, and my hole twitched in anticipation. I closed my eyes to be able to really savor the moment when the bed shifted beneath me. Soon after I felt the sting of Tina on my hole as one, then two fingers probed my ass, spreading lube around and shoving the crystal further and further up my hole. I was moaning, biting D's nips and grinding my hips to drive the fingers deeper into my hungry hole. "You ready?" I heard him ask. I moaned something in response. "Alright, I'm gonna lay down. Crawl up on me and ride my cock, bitch." David laid on his back while I rolled a condom onto his cock. I love to party, but I try to stay safe and so far so good. I lubed up the sheathed rod and tossed the lube behind me, slowly engulfing his cock with my ass. I moaned again, "Oh, fuck that's so good!!" D grabbed the poppers from the bed table and fed me a huge hit in each nostril, then another, then another as I rode faster and the bed shifted again. "Yeah? You like that?" he asked. I was so high I could only moan while he said, "Slow down, chew on my nips again," while he grabbed my ass with both his hands and spread me open wider, so I could really feel every inch of his dick in my hole. The booty bump made me spasm while D shifted below me and spread my legs wider on either side of him. "OH FUCK!" I moaned as David flexed his cock, filling it with blood and stretching my tight hole farther than I ever thought possible. "Fuck dude, you're HUGE," I moaned. He fed me another hit of poppers and started to pound me in an unsteady rhythm that picked up steam as we settled into a long, hot fuck. For some reason I thought, "Fuck there have to be two dicks in me... this is too fucking much!" My formerly shriveled dick got instantly hard at the thought of being double-fucked while chemmed up. I pulled my hard dick out of the jock and tried to grab the lube, which had disappeared. I started to turn around to grab it but David grabbed my head and another bottle from the bed table, which he used to liberally coat my rock hard rod. "Oh fuck, David. Jesus Christ," I jacked my dick harder and faster. "Dude, what are you doing to me? I'm gonna fuckin' blow my load!" "Not yet!" he said, ordering me "Suck on my nips!" as he looked over my shoulder, I thought at the DVD. "Oh yeah, baby. You ready? You wanna shoot it?" David cooed. "FUCK YEAH!" I shouted, "Yeah I'm gonna blow my fuckin' load dude! UGH!!!" I said as I shot all over D's chest, the feeling in my ass multiplied by my orgasm and what I was sure was David cumming too. "Oh fuck that's so fucking HOT MAN!" I sighed, trying to catch my breath. "Hang on, man," he said, reaching behind me and slowly taking his dick out of my ass while at the same time pulling me down to kiss him. "Ugh!" I moaned when his dick popped out. I'd never felt so empty in my life. The bed shifted again while we made out and D finally let me ease the condom off of his dick. "Did you cum?" I asked, smiling stupidly in my chemmed up state. "Nah, dude. It's cool. I can't cum when I'm laying down, but I'm good. We both started gathering our things when I saw David look toward the hallway and give a slight nod. "Hey that's great porn, huh? His ass is WIDE OPEN," David emphasized while I turned to watch the TV. That's weird, I thought I heard the stairs creak, and then the dogs started running around again and barking. David dressed quickly and couldn't get out of there fast enough. I walked him to the front door while he fiddled with the key lock. "Thanks for a great afternoon," I said, shutting the door behind him. Walking back upstairs to use the bathroom, I couldn't help but feel like there might have been someone else in the house while D and I were fucking. I sat on the toilet to wipe some of the lube off of my ass when I reached back with my fingers and realized I was dripping. I brought my fingers to my nose and sniffed. "Fuck! That's cum!" David had snuck his boyfriend in to fuck me raw that afternoon while they both double fucked me. In my chemmed up and horny state, I didn't even realize it until afterwards. It was hot as fuck and I can't wait for D's next surprise for me. I'm hard and horny again in anticipation.
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