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New to this site. I would love to find a breeder in Portland. Read my bio for more of my interests.
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I'm looking for a Dom top preferably with a dungeon and/or toys to dominate me and prepare me to be a total cum whore. I'm going cum union DC and want my hole stretched and opened up to receive all the big cocks that are going to be there. Looking for tonight after 6pm.... I love to take dick, looking to take fist and u fill me up, lubed and ready for even more cum tomorrow. Traveling between MD, northern VA and DC. You host, I cum over and be your total submissive cum whore for you and or your buddies. No limits or holds barred. Text: 301-740-4426 no cock or load refused! Dl4men21207 on barebackrt.com -
I'll be at the Parliament house from Friday May 1st, until checkout time Sunday May 3rd. I'll take any cock and and all loads. Negative and on PreP guy who prefers anonymous meetings. I'll be in a hood so I cant see, waiting for you in a sling, or bent over in my room. Use me hole, fill me with your load and disappear.
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Recently broken up here and been thinking about what it is I really want out of a relationship. Most of the time I feel like all I want is to be fucked day in, day out by as many cocks that want it; no relationship needed, though buddies would be cool. Lately though, I've been having fantasies--and even a few dreams--about being turned out/owned/pimped by a guy or group. I guess it's a common fantasy, but I'm feeling like it might be more than just a thrilling thought for me: I want my very existence to be wrapped up in sexually caring for the needs of my top(s), and ideally this means putting me into a lot of different kinds of sexual situations, even demeaning or shameful ones, if it helps him/them get off. I've been feeling like that would be closer to the kind of relationship I could be satisfied in. I wish there were some way to combine the two: to be owned by someone or a group of guys, and to get used by others if he/they wanted it. Anyway, I'm wondering: is anyone currently or in the past been in a slave-like relationship, or just one where control was basically centered on what the sexually dominant one wanted? Or has anyone ever owned/been owned by a group or pimped to a bunch of other guys? What is/was the relationship like? Any words of wisdom or experiences to share? I really appreciate hearing from guys here who have more experience with stuff like this, thanks, guys.
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Hey Sirs, I will be in Berlin Sunday, Aug 31 to sept 3 Will be staying at Quentin Design Hotel Berlin. Please message me and tell me where to go . I want to be used and filled by hung tops, and would like to be slutted out, party , and have a hot wild time. Love to have a dom top take control and whore me out .
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Firstly, hey everyone! New to the site but I can tell I'm gunna bloody love it here Here is my story, it's 100% true. I have a few stories to tell but I will post those over time. Hopefully will have a few more meets to post in the meantime! So here it goes, I hope you all enjoy. If you live near me, feel free to message me for a possible meet! I only started taking cock just over a year ago, I would say I've had 20 guys fuck me since then. I always used to use condoms but last summer pure lust took over and I let a guy on Grindr bareback me. He promised to pull out and cum in my mouth but he ended up blowing inside me. I was hooked instantly! Just feeling my tender hole covered in sticky cum gave me one of the best orgasms of my life. I took 8 more loads in a couple months after that then I was hit by a bout of flu. I got tested and all came back clear. After that HIV scare I was suddenly hit by wave of pleasure. It turned me on SO much just thinking about it. I made an early new years resolution in november to never bareback again after my scare. I fucked 2 guys over the christmas period, both of them safely but I couldn't stop jerking off to chasing/gifting stories and bareback porn. So 2 days ago, I had a hook up who was supposed to turn up at 6pm. I was ready and stuff by 4pm so I decided to watch and read some stuff to get me going. He turned up early though, about 5pm, while I was in the middle of pulling it. I let him in and we got too it, he was VERY hands-on and I can tell he was hungry to get going. I told him to get comfy while I turned my PC off. He saw the porn I was watching was BB, pointed it out and winked at me saying; "Oh looks like I didn't need to bring rubbers!" I laughed and said sorry, safe only! He didn't miss a beat and grabbed me around the waist and pulled me onto the bed, pretty much shouted; "As if you could stop me!" (It's true, I'm 10 stone, slim and pale, I couldn't fight off a wet towel if it fell on me.) We started kissing and groping, normal foreplay followed really. Lots of rimming, sucking, licking, kissing and body grinding. Before I knew it I was on my back and he had pushed my legs as far back as they would go and hooked them under the headboard bars. My hole was already lubed up from all the rimming and spitting. He rested his hard cock (about 6 inches but very thick, I mean almost coke can thick, it was scary) against my hole and grinned. I just said do it. Fucking do it. Fuck me raw, condoms are for pussies and bitches. I'm a slut that can't say no. He slowly worked it in, took him almost 10 full minutes to get balls deep in me. I was whimpering and moaning at the sheer fullness I felt. He wasn't gentle, at all. He pounded away very hard for 5 minutes, all the time grunting and smiling. He was loving it and I could tell. I loved it too. He hit my prostate every thrust and my cock was so rock hard it was ready to burst. He flipped me over onto my stomach and pushed me down, he kept pushing until I almost couldn't breath then he thrust into me. He pounded me hard for another 5 minutes before I could tell he was getting ready to blow. His thrusts were out of sync and rapid. He told me he hadn't cum in almost 2 weeks and he had a huge load saved up. I told him to cover my face with it but he laughed and with one final shove he screamed; "Take my fucking load you slut. Take it deep you fucker!" I was in shock. I promised I wouldn't take another load but here I was, covered in sweat, crushed by a guy almost twice my size with what felt like a pint of cum dumped into me. He pulled out and spread my cheeks and looked into my gaped ass, he grabbed his phone and snapped two pics. He showed me and wow, my ass looked like a blacky/red hole, I could see cum dribbling down to my balls and a HUGE pool of it inside me. My ring was bleeding a little bit but all that shiny cum...It looked so fucking amazing. He got ready and we said the normal thank yous and keep in touch etc. all that bullshit. I asked him to upload the pics and send to me but he just grinned and said they were for him, if I wanted pics of my destroyed hole I would have to meet him again. That was the first meet where a guy took control and just did what he wanted to me. That was the hottest part. He took pics and didn't give them to me, I felt slutty but I loved not having control. I've been checking who he has met on his profile and he's met A LOT of guys (with a cock like that I'm not surprised) and I've messaged a few to try and find out if he has anything. Judging from what I've heard back, he never uses condoms and he goes cruising often. I'm pretty sure I've got something, will get checked next week but until then, I'm going to go wank off over the memory again! I am completely HOOKED guys. I found this forum earlier and I'm so glad I did <3 Although I do feel a little bit bad I broke my resolution...
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new year and daddy is looking his boy. i like young latino and white twink, slim, submissive bottom boys (real boys 18-30 not someone pretending to be) that like to take raw cock and cum. geek/nerdy guys are a huge turn on but won't turn aways others. prefer someone regular for on going but one time thing is fine. i'm a dominant latino who knows how to treat a boy in and out of bed. 44 yo, 5ft 10in, 178 lbs, 7 uc. i travel between san bernardino and san fernando valley so anywhere in between works for me. email me at latinotop at g mail dot com. send me your stats (real) age and location let's get this going. not looking to be a sugar daddy
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Hi there. Would love to meet a daddy / bear to breed me around Belleville (about 1.5 hrs east of Toronto). Not into anything too kinky, but very submissive. Would enjoy being on knees and looking up at you as I suck your cock and balls. Most importantly I'd love to be face down with your bare cock impaling me. Nice and slow at first and all the way in until I can accomodate you well and I can really feel the head of your penis deep in me. Once you've stretched me a bit I'd like you to hold me down with all your weight and take me deep until you deposit all your sperm as far up me as you can put it. I just want to feel you cumming inside me and know you've left a big load in me. If you're very verbal about how you're going to cum in me and tell me as you cream me all the better! Bit of a long shot that there's a good BB top out my way, but if there is I'd love to provide a nice hole for you to sperm into.
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Submissive bear here and love it wild. Blindfolded, bound, poppered and helpless to whatever a Sir or Sirs wanted to do with it. Worthless small cock so know my place is to please real men. HMU.. I like a number of things and curious about others.
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Hi dom hung daddy tops, this is my first post on here, i'm looking to extend my number of skype contacts for cam2cam sessions, love being that slutty bottom bitch that obeys you on cam, love getting my thick 8 inch dildo right up my gut and showing how slutty i can be. If you match the (hung dom daddy) type and want to cam with me, add me on skype - thematrix46. I am 33, 5foot7, tones, bubble butt, like to shave my cunthole and look masculine but can be fem if thats what you like. Hopefully will get some new contacts out of this. -
[This story is a complete fantasy. Who knows maybe I'll have a slave like this - he'd sorta be my ideal slave…] Jamal started life with things stacked against him. His mom was a prostitute who usually had johns fucking her several times a day. She always took her birth control but with all that cum in her pussy some of it managed to get past the birth control and she got pregnant with Jamal. Being pregnant was the last thing she wanted. Some guys liked fucking pregnant women, but most didn't and it meant she'd earn nothing for a couple weeks around the birth. Jamal was unwanted from day one… Jamal's mom had been pretty once, but after living in poverty getting fucked by thousands of guys, her beauty was "faded" (to put it nicely). She should have lived a better life but somehow things always went bad for her. It didn't help that everyone in her building knew she was a whore. A couple of them would routinely break into her apartment, rob her and force her to give them a free fuck. She tried to hide her money but half the time they'd find where she had hidden the money. She just couldn't get ahead and Jamal was just the latest of a heap of problems that she called her life. Needless to say, as the bastard child of a poor prostitute Jamal was pretty much the textbook definition of "disadvantaged". He was a cute kid - he had gotten his Mom's good looks. His mom was mulatto (black mother, white father) and based on how Jamal looked it seems like his daddy had been Latino of some sort. He was this wonderful light brown color - like the perfect suntan 360 days a year. His hair was coarse, but not kinky… All in all he was a hot little blatino boy, but looks don't count for much when everyone knows your mom gets fucked for a living. He was constantly getting beaten up by his peers, and because he was a little kid there was no way he could fight back. The few times he tried he lost pretty badly. The funny part was he knew some of their fathers fucked his mom - he could be the brother of the guys who were beating him up - but he never said that to their face - it would only make the guys beat him harder. There was a hierarchy to Jamal's world - he was on the bottom and everyone else was above him - it's just how things were and he accepted it. It wasn't just the kids in the neighborhood who'd beat Jamal. His mother had the bad habit of reminding Jamal that she wished he'd never been born. Whenever he did something to displease her she's smack him. If he tried to stop her, it would set her off even more. There were times when she'd just snap and start wailing on him - it was like she tried to soothe the frustrations of her miserable life by using him as a punching bag. There were teachers and counselors at school that were supposed to figure out what was going on but most of them didn't care. Plus his mom told him if he ever reported her his life would get a lot worse - not better. So he just put up with it an hid the bruises as best he could from people like teachers. Abuse was part of his life and as far as he could tell it would always be that way. The question of who his father was was one that always haunted Jamal. He used to fantasize about who his father was. His dream was that he could figure out who his father was, and even though he was his bastard son and would never be the equal of his legitimate siblings, he would at least know where he belonged. It was the feeling that he had no home, no safe place, that really hit him the hardest, and he knew even if he found his father that wouldn't necessarily be his home either - but at least he'd have something concrete to fantasize about. Jamal learned early on that he couldn't stop the abuse but if he kept his head down and did things like avoid eye contact, it helped a lot. When he had to interact with someone it was best if he just tried to give them what they wanted or make them happy in some way. Submissiveness was his survival strategy. Even when someone would start beating him - it was better if he didn't resist - if he just took it without complaint. Jamal was a broken and damaged kid. The only part of his life that seemed to go well was school. It was a crappy school where the teachers didn't really care, but Jamal came to realize that he was actually pretty smart. That, and his willingness to please, earned him good grades. He was pretty much a straight A student - not that that made much of a difference in his rough and tumble world. It just meant some of the kids would force him do to papers and then beat him up if the paper he wrote didn't get an A. To make matters worse his mom just kept telling him he was worthless - that brains didn't matter - that he'd get nowhere 'cause he wasn't much of a man - he was so small and submissive he'd never amount to much of anything. So even the one thing where he could have gotten some self-worth was taken away from him… When Jamal was 8 some of his mom's clients expressed an interest in him. His mom thought it was disgusting, but she also saw dollar signs. As much as she despised "faggots", to her it was free money. Even with her trying to keep it on the down-low (she didn't want to be known as the mother of a faggot), it wasn't long before Jamal was out-earning her, but it only made Jamal less of a man in her eyes. He was her meal ticket and she despised him for how he earned his money. Without going into detail, Jamal was pretty much perfectly suited for his new "profession". He was submissive and willing to put up with just about anything to get by. And his desire to please let the johns think they weren't really abusing him and the men coming back for repeat visits. Of course it wasn't long before the kids found out that Jamal's mom was whoring him out - and that just made things worse with him. He'd come home with new bruises every day. And when his "clients" saw the bruises they treated him worse. It was cyclical - the sex just got rougher and rougher as time went on… The abuse just never seemed to have an end. Jamal stopped seeing his body as _his_ body - it became a shell he lived in that other people used as they saw fit. He felt hollow and yearned for acceptance and love - but he didn't even know what that meant. He just knew it revolved around one word - "daddy" - the one thing he'd never had. Jamal contacted me a few months before his 18th birthday. He found my blog and told me he thought I was the perfect daddy top. He'd send me pictures of himself. I had to delete some of them immediately 'cause he shouldn't be sending pics like that, but he was hot. The best part was that he didn't understand how hot he was - he saw himself as pretty much worthless. He had good grades in school, but his school was so bad there was no way he could compete in college against people who had gone to better schools. And with the exception of his teachers (who largely just took him for granted), everyone around him despised him and told him he was a piece of shit. While 17 is legal in New York, he lived in Philadelphia and I wasn't about to bring a minor across state lines, so we just chatted online. After a month or so he opened up to me and started showing me the bruises, but I couldn't really do anything. He begged me not to report his mother and given that it had been going on for years I figured he could stand a couple more months of it. He didn't even tell me enough about him to do a report. He told me his name was Jamal and he lived in Philadelphia, but that was all I knew. We kept chatting and I could tell I was becoming a bit of a daddy figure to him. It was cute. At the same time it sorta turned me on to hear how he put up with physical and sexual abuse without complaint. It was just his life and he expected it. It was no big deal to him. A couple days before he turned 18 I tried to reach him online but he was wasn't around. The next day - same thing. Being offline so long was usual for him. The morning of his birthday he still wasn't online and I started getting worried. I wondered if the abuse finally went really bad. Then in the middle of the afternoon my doorbell rang, I opened the door and there he was. I didn't remember telling him my address, but somehow managed to find me. It was one of the hottest days in August. He was sorta sunburned and incredibly dirty. But he still looked incredibly hot. It didn't hurt that he had almost nothing on - no shirt, just these thin little running shorts which clung to every curve in his body 'cause he was dripping with sweat and his shorts were soaked. It was also clear he didn't have underwear on - his thin wet shorts were showing every detail of his half-hard dick. I could actually see his dick twitching and growing pretty quickly. In a matter of seconds it got so hard it started tenting his shorts and he was big enough that the head started poking out under the bottom of his shorts. "Can I come in?" He was so submissive - he barely looked up at me - mostly just stared at the ground. "Of course boy…" (I didn't want my neighbors to see a half naked little boy standing at my door with a hardon). As soon as he was inside the door he dropped to the floor and got into a little submissive ball and started kissing my feet. He begged me to let him stay. Said he'd be a good boy and I could whore him out just like his mom had - he'd earn his keep and wouldn't be any trouble. "Please daddy, please… My mom will know I'm gone by now and she'll beat me pretty bad if I go back. I always delete our chat history - they'll never know I'm here. I'll be good, I promise." I'll do anything you want daddy, please daddy, please… Please let me be your boy… I'll be a good boy, I promise…" He was having verbal diarrhea offering everything he could think of to get me to let him stay. I just stood there for a little bit and let him beg. "…If you want to beat me, I can take it… Anything you want daddy… Please…" I didn't really respond to his request. He was filthy dirty and I just wanted to start with getting him clean. "Follow me boy" and I led him up to the bathroom and he followed quietly - he knew the time for talking was over. "Take a bath boy - you're filthy." "I'm sorry sir, I walked here." "You WALKED here?" I said incredulously. "You walked here from Philadephia?" That's like 100 miles. "Yes sir. I went to the park near my house a couple days ago just to get away from my mom for a few hours. Some kids started beating me up. They ripped my shirt sir. I thought about how I'd be 18 in a couple days. I just had enough and wanted to get away. I need a fresh start sir. I just started walking and didn't go back. I didn't have any money on me, so I figured I'd just walk. You're the only person who I thought might take me so I headed toward you. I'm good at remembering details and while a back I had figured out who you were and what your address was. Luckily I remembered the address correctly." No wonder he was dirty - he'd been walking for 3 days to get here. His shirt was gone 'cause it had been torn by the guys who beat him up. He had used it as a rag and to keep sun off him, but had finally discarded it when he got to NYC. And most remarkably he had walked 100 miles in cheap flip flops. His feat were a mess, but as he bathed in the hot tub the layers of dirt came off him. When he was done this cute little boy emerged from the water. He was adorable and there was no way I could say no to him... There was one thing I meant to tell Jamal before now, but had just never gotten around to it. I had converted a couple months earlier. Not exactly sure how it happened, but I had what seemed like the fuck flu and when I went and got the test it came back poz. I hadn't gone on meds yet - I was still waiting to see how my body would respond. Here was an 18 year old begging me to "be my boy" - on his 18th birthday no less. He had no clue what he was asking for, but given his life up to this point I figured he probably wouldn't care. Being pozzed by me was better than his life back in Philadelphia. I didn't say anything about that and I didn't really tell him I planned on granting his wish to stay with me and be my boy. When the water drained out of the tub I got out the the spray nozzle for douching and asked if he knew what it was. "Yes daddy, my mom has me use something like that…" I told him I'd be in the bedroom when he was done. 5 minutes later my naked little boy came to the bedroom and climbed into bed with me (since he hadn't eaten in two days douching didn't take long). He was so small and frail - just 5' 2" and barely over 100 pounds. I could see why fighting back was never an option for him. Even though he hadn't eaten in 3 days, but he wasn't asking for food - he was so submissive he wouldn't even make that simple demand of me - it wasn't his place. I think he thought he needed to earn his meal. He didn't even make much eye contact with me. He just got on his belly, ass up, looked the other way and said "it's yours daddy…" and spread his ass cheeks. Damn that was a fine ass! I grabbed the lube, lubed up my dick, and pushed into his sweet boyish hole - no foreplay, no tenderness - we both knew he was just a fuckhole. My big PA hurt him as it went in, but he put up with it. God that was a sweet hole… Silky smooth and still pretty tight despite all the use it had seen. I came on like the third stroke, but I knew that was just the first of many loads - I'd last longer on the next load. I kept my dick in him and slowly pumped his hole. It was so warm and tight - and now well lubed with my poz cum - it felt incredible. After 20 minutes of slowly pumping his ass in almost complete silence I got my second wind. This time I fucked longer and harder. In fact it was a pretty rough fuck. I pounded him for 15+ minutes and my PA was really tearing him up. I started seeing a little blood on my dick and I knew there was no way he would be neg after this fuck. Finally my second load came. And I collapsed on top him in a wet sweaty mess. As we lay there with two loads of my high viral load poz cum in his ass I asked him if he'd ever been tested for HIV. "No sir - I haven't been tested. I've been fucked a lot, but mostly by straight guys, so I can't really say what my status is." We spent the rest of the day in bed - other than getting out to have a bite to eat (he was ravenous). I pumped two more loads in him that night and one the next morning. I wanted to know what my boy's HIV status was so the next morning I took him down to the free clinic and had him tested. The test came back neg - we were both a little surprised. I guess the guys his mom lined up really were straight - it helps to not get fucked. It sorta turned me on that he had gotten a neg test result while there were 5 loads of highly charged cum percolating in his guts. When we got home he asked me "Was neg the result you wanted daddy?" I told him neg was perfect. I put him face-down on the living room floor and fucked him again… I could tell the weight of me pounding into him and the hardness of the floor under him hurt him, but he didn't seem to mind the pain. As I was about to cum, I said "You want me to be your daddy forever, right?" "Yes daddy, I've wanted that for a long time - even before I contacted you." "Good boy… Take my poz load boy… I just converted and I'm not on meds - those loads last night and the ones I'm going to keep pumping into you… They're going to make you mine - I'll be with you forever boy…" It was like a curtain opened and everything changed for him. He flipped around, put his legs in the air and shoved my cummy cock back in his hole, and then spontaneously pulled me towards him and kissed me. He had the biggest grin on his face. He had found his daddy… [to be continued...]
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Will be visiting North San Diego in the summer - any breeders out there? Anyone know of any good places to play otherwise?
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A note to Tops: from time to time in this and other gay forums, I read that many Tops in long term relationships have their sex lives restricted by the constraints, refusals, prejudices and demands of their long time partner. Some Tops seem to have prissy, castrating queens as partners Submissive bottoms have a different mind set. Most of us put our Top's pleasure ahead of our own. Most of us are driven to say "Yes Sir!" to whatever is suggested. Want to piss on a bottom? Want to piss in a bottom's mouth or ass? Want to spit on or slap a bottom during sex? Want some bondage, rough sex, or CP? Want to double penetrate a bottom and have him service your mates? Pimp him out to random guys online? Blindfold him and have him take ALL cummers? I know that some Tops are into the "fucking a regular Joe" thing, but while submissive bottoms have the right to negotiate and set limits before a scene, they are MUCH more likely than a generic "bottom" to give you what you want. Just my thoughts. YOUR pleasure is my pleasure!
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************* This is a fantasy, it hasn’t happened…..Yet. It was a lively night in town, with lots of good looking big furry men in for the weekend. I’m a fairly shy individual around new people and find it difficult to engage, so in turn I get little action. On this night I decided to enjoy myself, let loose and drink copious amounts of beer. After some time I was probably getting a bit flirtatious, only to spot a handsome Daddy Bear, dressed in leather, sporting yellow and hunter green hankies in his left back pocket. I watched him drink his beer and I was imagining drinking HIS fresh from the tap, at least inwardly, if not outwardly smiling at the prospects of his beer piss. In any event, apparently I was none too discrete in staring at him, because he glanced over at me with a look that was almost agitated, but still he motioned for me to come over to him. "What is it you want, boy?" he grunted. "Well, I was looking across the bar and I saw you and found you hot, and...," but before I could finish an apparently unending sentence, Daddy took my jaw in his grasp and repeated his question. "What is it you want, boy?" "Well, I saw your yellow and green hankies and...." Again I failed to satisfy him because again Daddy silenced me, this time covering my yapping mouth with his leather-gloved hand, but this time his question was thoughtfully more succinct. "So, you are a piss loving Daddy's boy?" At this point Daddy removed his hand from my mouth and lifted my head up so I had no choice but to gaze into his black eyes. "Yes, sir," I replied. I was learning. With that he drew my head firmly against his chest and whispered "You don’t have to address me as 'Sir', boy. I know you want to call me Daddy, and by the way, Daddy needs a boy like you." Then continuing, but now in an even quieter whisper "You like to get fucked bareback, don't you, boy?” "Yes, Daddy," I responded, my reply quiet yet with an excited squeal. "Good. That’s the way Daddy likes to fuck. Oh, and tell me one more thing. Are you poz or neg?" "I’m neg, Daddy." “Daddy is poz, boy. Do you still want to be Daddy's boy?" Apparently the beer had gone to my head because, without missing a beat I replied "Yes, absolutely yes, Daddy." Then, pulling me even more tightly against his chest, Daddy whispered "Oh, just in case you want to know, Daddy wants to poz you, boy, and make you mine. I wanna make you my poz son.” With that, Daddy brushed his 'stache across my lips, and then added "You’re such a shy boy and you really want to be Daddy’s piglet, don’t you, boy? You want Daddy to show you how to be a good pig boy. You want to be bred by your Daddy and become Daddy’s very own poz boy. Tell Daddy. You want all that, don’t you boy?” "Yes, Daddy," I replied, thinking to myself 'More than anything I want to serve and please Daddy, and for the rest of my life be Daddy's poz son'. Apparently, however, my simple affirmation was enough for Daddy as he replied "Gooooood boy. Come to the bathroom with Daddy." Taking me by the hand, Daddy led me to the restoom, where there were no urinals, only a piss trough. Daddy was no novice to the situation, however. He pushed me to my knees, pulled his fat, uncut dick out of his trousers, a smile hovering on his lips, and commanded "Drink all of Daddy's beer piss." A few guys watched on as I drank it all down another bear approached and asked DADDY if he could use DADDY’s urinal… Man at urinal : Can I use your urinal? Daddy: Fuck yeah.. go ahead.. I’m teaching my boy how to be a good pig.. DADDY looked down at me) “drink every drop of the strangers piss.. and get used to it boy.. DADDY’s gonna make you do this a lot.” After I finished the mans piss the only toilet behind a closed door opened up and DADDY grabbed it as two men made their way out.. Daddy: Get your butt in there boy: (I quickly complied. He closed the door behind us… I was faced to the toilet.. there was a mirror over it and I could see his handsome intent face looking back at me in the reflection) Daddy: “DADDY’s got rules about fucking his neg boy raw, One, you have to ask for DADDY’s POZ cum.. Two, you have to obey me, no talking back, Three, once my POZ seed enters you, you become mine for life and you’ll be with me and obey me till you die.. You may always call me DADDY but this is a time when Sir is appropriate, understood pig? boy: Yes Sir. Daddy: Good boy.. now .. what do you want? boy: I want DADDY to fuck me . Daddy: and what else do you want? boy: I want DADDY’s POZ cum.. Daddy: and what will that make you? boy: DADDY’s POZ pig boy. Daddy: Fuck yeah boy… (HE spits on his dick and thrust his cock into me which hurts like hell.. but soon I was in fucking pig heaven.) “You like DADDY’s POZ cock in you boy? boy: Yes DADDY I love DADDY’s big POZ cock in me. Make me yours DADDY, make me your son.. your POZ son. Daddy: Yeah son, I’m the reason for your life and death from here on out. boy: OOOOOOh fuck yeaaaah.. own me DADDY, my life is yours. Daddy: Oh yeah son, you got that right my submissive little bitch, sweet, smart and stupid at the same time.. just what I like , I’m gonna love taking advantage of you, cherishing you and twisting you. .. oh fuck yeah.. are you DADDY’s stupid boy? boy: oh Yeaaahhh DADDY. POZ my stupid ass.. give me your knowledge and pain. Show me your POZ life. Make me your poz pig boy. Daddy: Fuck yeah stupid pig, DADDY’s getting close .. gonna give you my love and pain boy…. Fucking ask me to kill you with my cock boy… don’t argue bitch boy just fucking do it. . boy: oh fuck yeah DADDY, kill me with your cock. Yeah..kill me with your cock Daddy I want DADDY’s POZ cum.. Daddy: ahhhhhhh fuck I’m shooting my death seed in you boy Ahhhhhhhhgg, take that aids seed whore boy.. fuck.. you’re my POZ boy son.. my sick fucking POZ boy. .. fuck yeah take care of those Aids babies Daddy’s pumping you full pusssy boy… your pregnant with your Daddy boy.. shoot that neg cum out of your boy cock. Your mine now. boy: (head spinning from the bonding that just happened ( ahhhhh Daddy.. I’m yours, I’m yours Daddy. Thank you Daddy. Thank you for your poz cum Daddy aahhhhhhhgg ahhhhg) Daddy takes me home and never lets me go.
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So my trip to the bathhouse last night did not get off to a good start... typical "miss" night with the guys that I'm not attracted to trying to touch me, kiss me and fuck me.... for as much of a whore that I am I do tend to be selective in whose cock receptacle I will be. I do not let overly gross looking men fuck me... regardless of cock size I head straight to the steam room knowing it's a guarantee to get some cock. At least there I'm blinded by the steam and a cock is simply just a cock! I was disappointed by the selection of dick available as none were big enough to gag me and choke me. Nonetheless I got down on my knees and offered my faggot throat to any dick that was willing to use me.... There was a older male probably in his 50's about 300+ hard big belly real straight dad type looking... he had sucked me off in the dry sauna.... he whipped his cock out and i proceeded to take him down all the way down to the base with his balls resting on my chin... it's then that I discovered that he was a very dom.... shoving his fingers in my mouth, telling me what a good cocksucking whore i was and how talented I was at displaying my love of cock He motioned for the guy sitting nearby to step up and use my throat and to "gag the fag".. it was a long approx 9 inch decent size in thickness cock.... Black dude too I may add... i turn into a bigger whore for a hot black guys cock.... had the dad, the black guy and some older white dude taking turns gagging me and forcing themselves unto me.... after feeling like passing out due to the high steam I went upstaris to the theather room and saw a muscle blond dude that I've played with before with a beautiful thick cock.. smooth soft body and total fan of using and fucking my throat... rubbing his ball sack in my face and ordering me to suck harder and making it known i can suck as hard as I want as it wont hurt him.... like a good whore who am I to say no.... I sucked this blond stud for about 30 minutes while there were approx 10 guys gathered around jerking off but all of them too much of a pussy to come close to get off using me.... mostly everyone there is afraid of rejection! I then ran into of my favorite tops that while not muscled nor fat he is sort of a cub big build, light brown hair, goatee, real straight looking with a fucking hot thick cock that drives me nuts... he knows it too so he orders me to follow him to his room and I follow him like an eager whore knowing I will get some good thick cock down my hole! I immediately get down to my knees and start working on his tool!! I look up and keep the head of his cock in my mouth and open which he knows it's an invitation for him to feed me his spit. He does.... I LOVE WHEN HE FEEDS ME HIS SPIT and I can mix it with mine and slobber it all over his 9 inch thick cock. After about about 20 minutes of cock worship he tells me to get on the bed and show him my hole... i immediately get on the bed, on my back, spread my legs as wide as possible and show him my tight puckered hole that wont be tight at all when he is done with me.... He eats me out enough to get me wet and sloppy and proceeds to own my hole, pounding me, hands on my throat, choking me, slapping me and spitting all over my face which I beg him to continue doing! I love the feel of his spit covering my face all slimey knowing I must look like a piece of meat turns me on.... knowing I have his spit all over my face and I continue to beg for more until he cant spit anymore he continues to pound me, hurting me and stretching me out, shoving a few fingers in my hole while his thick cock is stretching me already! He gets a sinister smile on his face and asks me whose hole he is fucking.... he knows and I know the answer but it has to be confirmed... I tell him that he owns my hole and that's all i am... A FAGGOT HOLE TO PLEASURE HIS COCK..... he fucks me and rapes my hole tearing me up and leaving me so swollen inside that I find msyelf truly asking him to stop and trying to get away but he holds me tight and says NO YOU CAME INTO MY ROOM WHICH MEANS YOU ARE MINE AND YOUR HOLE IS MINE AND WE ARE NOT DONE UNTIL I SAY I'VE HAD ENOUGH he has me with my chest shoulders and face touching the bed, back arched and ass up in the air and there he is just drilling my fucking cunt while im crying begging him to stop but I know deep down in my head that i really do not want him to stop.. i want him to continue to rape me which he does until he has had enough, gives me his load and tells me to get the fuck out of his room since he no longer has use for me!
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My fiend, Naldo and I have know each other since I was 18 years old. I think he was 35 when I first met him. He was one of the first gay men I met when I was coming out so he looked after me like a gay older brother. That is why I never doubted him when he told me to come over to his apartment one saturday morning and invited me to join him in the bathtub as I entered his apartment. He was already naked with water dripping from his body. He had a towel around his waist which didn't help concealing his semi-hard cock swinging as he helped me to take my clothes off. I have never been naked in front of him so I was a bit nervous but he wrapped his arms around me from the back and started walking towards the bathroom. I could feel the heat from his body as well as his growing cock on my back. Before I got into the tub, he told me he wanted to wash me up and started soaping me up all over my body. He soaped every inch of my body with soap then he told me to lean forward against the shower wall and started soaping up my ass. Then all of sudden, I felt his fingers pushing into my hole with a little surprise on his finger tips, Tina.. I have never done T before so I was shocked by the burning sensation in my hole as he pushed in finger inside of me so I tried to pull away but he pulled me from the back. He pushed my head down lower and started looking at my hole up close while he was fingering my hole more and pushing T deeper into me. After few minutes, we got into his tub. As we sat on each side of the tub facing each other, I started to see how different he looked probably because he was high and was really horny for wild fucking he was about to give me. Few minutes later, I started to get high from the booty bump he gave me and I started asking him what he did as my eyes started rolling to the back of my head from being so high. He didn't answer but he started to tell me what to do with a smile on his face. He told me to get out of the tub and get on all fours so I did. Then he got up in front of me and started to rub his now-erect cock on my face. As I looked up to his face, I could see his eyes staring down at me with a look of approval and that made me feel really good. He told me open my mouth wide and suck his cock. Naldo has a huge 9 inches of Latin uncut cock so I couldn't get much of it inside of my mouth but I tried to get as much as I can. As I was sucking him, he kept on telling em to go down deeper and kept on pressing my head down deeper. He told me to relax my throat so I did then he pushed his cock all the way into my throat. I was surprised and started choking/gasping for air but he pressed my head with such a force that I had no other choice but to relax my throat and started to breathe through my nose. After few seconds, I wasn't too uncomfortable so he started to move my head up and down his cock. His big cock kept my mouth water and opened wide so my saliva kept on dripping down my chin and his legs. He told me I was sucking him really well even though it was my first time. He told me I am probably a natural born cock sucker and that made me feel really good. At this point T was really affecting me and my ass was just twitching for his cock but I was having so much fun sucking his cock as well. He saw how I was wiggling my ass as I was sucking his cock so he spread my cheeks and started plucking his fingers right on my hole opening. This made me moan and groan which was muffled by his cock and balls. I wanted to ask him to put his finger in my ass but I didn't want to take his cock out of my mouth so I kept on sucking him. Every few minutes, I went all the way down on his cock til his balls rest right on my chin as he told me to. Then he would hold me down for a long time making me gasp and choke a bit then he would let me go. As his cock was released from my mouth, I was fillled with hunger for his cock back in my throat as I started at it, kneeled down in between his legs, gasping for air. So I would open my mouth wide and dive right onto his cock. Few times he pulled his cock out and made me beg for it. The whole time I am focused on his cock, he was playing with my hole, fingering it, lubing it up with his spit and fucking it lightly with some sort of toy. It felt amazing but I was too concentrated on throating his cock. I must have been sucking his cock for hours because my knees started hurting. He told me to stand up and stretch then he stood right behind me with his huge cock pointing right at my back. After few seconds of stretching, he bent me over the sink and started to push his cock onto my hole. I was so tight so he had to push and pull a little. I could feel my hole getting pushed open then close up as his cock head pulled out. Then he started to go a little deeper with longer strokes. It was feeling realy good then sometimes I felt a sharp pain too. He gave me a popper to sniff and as I was sniffing on them, I felt like my mind just drifted away from my body and all I felt was heat all over my body and his cock pushing into my body. Soon I felt his heavy balls on my butt cheeks. I was in love with the feeling of his raw cock in my ass so I kept on telling him "I love you, Don't ever stop please." He told me that he won't stop as he started moving his cock in and out of me then he increased the speed gradually till he was really pushing into me with such a force that I had to support myself against the wall and push back towards him so I won't fall. He kept on pushing me down.. then pull me up towards him.. over the sink... then over the tub... he kept on pushing me around with his hard pounding as I did my best to push back and hold on to his cock inside my ass. I was bent down then lifted up and turned around on my back with my legs folded over my head... then the legs back down... turned around on my stomach.... then push up to my knees... then to stand up.. We kept on switching positions and places for a long time without taking his cock out of me. I especially enjoyed walking from bathroom to the kitchen sink with his cock deeply rooted inside of me so I could feel it throb as I took each step. After fucking me in different postions for a while in kitchen and bathroom, he told me to hold on to his neck and lifted up on his cock... then carried me to the sofa and threw me down... his cock popping out of my hole with a loud popping sound.. All of sudden I felt so empty without him... and I knew I needed him as soon as possible. He took some more T I think... and maybe he gave me more I am not sure. Then he slammed his cock back into me all at once. It hurt alot so I bit down on the sofa to keep from screaming. His cock felt harder and bigger as it slammed into me and it felt like it kept on getting bigger and harder as he was fucking me... I could feel every curve and veins on his cock right up against my hole.. This went on for hours then we took a break. Everytime we took a break, I would kneel down in between his legs on the floor and either sucked his cock or just rested my head on him. I felt like I was his puppy or a baby as I rested my face on his leg feeling his hands caressing and patting me. I was completely obsessed with his cock at this point. I loved looking at it, feeling and playing with it in my hands, sucking and deep throating it, and getting raw fucked by it... He made me feel soooo good and I didn't want it to stop. I felt like I was in love with him. After a bit of resting, he would either push me into the position or tell me to get into certain position so he can fuck my hole again. Naldo shot his loads inside of me as he was pumping in and out but didn't tell me and kept on fucking me even after. His load was coating both his cock/balls and my hole completely. Either he gave me a big load or he came more than once already at this point. Either way, I was happy to feel his cock inside of me... After we moved onto his bed at some point of fucking, I felt him expand and giving me another load before it finally started to get softer.... I lay underneath Naldo feeling his weight on me, feeling his softening cock sliding out of me... It took me a while before I came to my senses and looked at the clock... it was 8PM on Sunday night. We have been fucking for almost 2 days. I got my clothes back on and thanked Naldo and rushed home to get ready for another work week tomorrow. As I sat on my desk at home, I realized the cum dripping out of my hole and thought about Naldo again. Now that I carried his loads, I felt like we were part of each other. I hoped that Naldo and I would do this again soon.
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Visiting SF from 29 Jul - 4 Aug and looking to take as many loads as possible. willing to be pimped out and take loads from all cummers. Also, looking to visit some of the infamous, SF breeding grounds. I'll be staying at Becks Lodge. Stats: black, 5'10", 175, 33w, 30 y/o, very much into anon action and video recording. a4a: rawplay4now bbrt: gooddudeblk yim: badd_brutha25 aol: bluesuitbrutha
