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Now there are many guys with tattoos who are very very hot. The type of tattoo looks good on them, its a good design/relevant, matches their personality and/or look. But then there are some weird tattoos that completely turn me off. My biggest bugbear has to be Chinese letters/symbols on guys who have absolutely no connection to that language or heritage. Why? I personally think it looks tacky, plus half the time it's not the correct word they wanted because the tattoo artist got it slightly wrong or the translation is wrong. They end up with something like Also anything too personal, like 'Mom', 'Grandad' or a portrait of their child. If I'm fucking you or vice versa I don't want to see any of these, especially not a tattoo of your little baby girl or the words 'Nan'. There is nothing sexy about that. And then there are the cliche such as those same set of stars that every gay boi seems to have on the torso down to their naval. The weird or random such as tweety pie or anchor and so on. Tattoos I do like good tribal designs (cliche I know), the T.I.M skull/sword and the bio hazard symbol (again can be a little cliche) Anyone feel similar? https://www.buzzfeed.com/ellievhall/ridiculous-chinese-character-tattoos-translated?utm_term=.foEMoDGK2e#.pneqZx74V3
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Bringing Work Home Part I. My boy and I used to like to go to the booths and swap loads with guys whenever we got the chance, and we’d been getting fewer and chances lately. I’d been recently given a promotion that came with a lot more responsibility, and an assistant. I of course hired a cute guy a few years younger than me, not only because he was more than qualified for the job, but also because I recognized him from the halls at the bathhouse. I knew he had a huge cock, and I knew he had a tight hole. My boy and I had both fucked him raw, given and taken his load. He was surprised when he showed up for the interview and I told him that our paths had crossed. He blushed and told me that he didn’t recognize me with my clothes on. There was a little sexual tension at the office, and I knew he fucked around, so I invited him over to have dinner with me and my boy after work the next Friday. He asked if he could bring a date, and I told him sure. They arrived right on time, and made for a cute couple. My assistant’s date was a skinny twink with floppy bangs and a tight little ass. My boy raised his eyebrows and licked his lips when he met them at the door. My boy impressed with a very fancy several course dinner and several bottles of nice wine. After relaxing a bit, my assistant’s date announced that he was up for some action, and we could all fuck at our place or follow him to the bathhouse. I’d never seen the assistant’s date in action and was looking forward to it. He suggested we warm up at our place and maybe swap loads so we’d be ready for fun when we got to the sex club. My assistant started making out with my boy, and his twink date tore my clothes off. He flipped me over and started eating my ass. My assistant slowly undressed my boy and peeled his clothes off with relish. He laid my boy down and swallowed his cock to the root. As my ass loosened up, the twink started working me open with his fingers. I’m sure he must have had three in me before his cock pierced my hole. He was still mostly dressed, with his pants bunched just below his balls. He unbuttoned his shirt as he started fucking me in earnest. My boy leaned over and kissed me, gasping as my assistant started plowing his ass. On his back, my boy had a better view of the twink than I did, with my face in the sofa cushions. He muttered, ‘Glad your company offers good insurance…’ I craned my neck around to see that the twink had a biohazard tattoo on his left pec. My assistant pulled his glistening cock out of my boy and tapped his date’s shoulder. The twink pulled out, slid over, and jammed his raw cock into my boy’s hole. My boy started grunting, knowing he was taking a POZ cock that had just been up my ass. My assistant didn’t last long and started creaming my hole. I loved feeling his weight on me as he leaned forward and nibbled on my ear. I heard the twink getting closer as he started chanting, ‘You fucking love that cock, don’t you,’ to which my boy cried out, ‘Fuck yeah! Breed me!’ And he did. With my face in the pillows, I could only hear my boy whimper as his guts were filled with toxic seed. My assistant pulled out and hoisted me up to my feet. He kissed me for the first time since I’d hired him, and laid down on his back, his eyes pleaded me to fuck him. Before I stuck my cock in his ass, I leaned down and sucked his cummy cock clean. I searched his chest for any markings of his status but didn’t see anything, not that it mattered. My boy and I had both taken his seed before and had never asked his status then. Why start now? My boy leaned forward forcing the twink to pull out of his ass, and swallowed his dick to the root as soon as it popped free. When he was satisfied that he’d sucked off our mixed ass juices and the twink’s POZ seed, he shoved him down next to his date on the sofa and jabbed his cock into his guts. ‘Fuck me, man, fuck me dry!’ the twink said, gasping for air. I realized that my boy’s precum was the only lube greasing his passage. My boy’s eyes rolled back in his head from the friction, and he had to slow down. He looked over at me, and curled his arm around my shoulders. ‘Fuck, this slut is tight,’ he gulped into my mouth. ‘You gotta try his hole!’ I nodded and pulled out of my assistant, swapping places with my boy. I noticed that his cock was pink, with the twink’s blood all over his cock. My assistant noticed too, knowing there was something extra about to go into his hole along with my boy’s load. He just grunted approval. I sunk my cock into the twink and found it too dry. I pulled my cock out and smeared it with some of the seed dripping out of my ass before plunging it back into the greedy hole in front of me. My boy held my assistant’s hips and jack-hammered away. I watched as he drove forward and held his cock deep inside my assistant, his ass cheeks flexing as he fired off his load. That pushed me over the edge, and I released deep into the twink’s toxic guts. When I pulled out, my cock was covered with pink ass juice. My boy dropped to his knees and slobbered it all up. When he stood up, he started working the mixture into his gums with his fingers, smiling wide the whole time. I was kind of surprised my boy’s zeal for toxic cum and blood. Sure, I had a toxic load simmering inside me, and I was sure it wasn’t the first one, but we’d never purposefully taken POZ loads together, and in the past had only done oral with the few guys who we new had confirmed POZ status, not that that was actually ‘safe’ either. I got clean towels and tossed one to our company to clean up a bit, and tossed the other to my boy. With a fresh load in each of our asses, we got dressed and piled into my assistant’s car, headed out for a night of debauchery. To be continued….
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Hey guys So I really want some tats and maybe pierc. What do you have? What can you recommend? A biohazard tat will be one of them, but want more... Share pics of you or others that you think are hot!
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Hey all, I'm interested in getting a tattoo around my asshole, and I'd like to find a talented artist experienced with this area of the body, and located in the SoCal area. Experience with black-light responsive ink would be a definite plus. Any recommendations would be appreciated. Thanks.
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Careful what you wish or Grindr for... http://metro.co.uk/2015/10/04/man-accused-of-keeping-12-sex-slaves-in-his-home-after-luring-them-on-grindr-5420431/ Hope they were hot and submissive boys begging him for his toxic seed
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Can anyone suggest a good tattoo artist in Toronto who does a lot of poz and BDSM tattoos?
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Where's the best place for a biohazard/scorpion/toxic tattoo? From this bottom's perspective, I'd say about 3 inches above a guy's cock & a little off to one side is even better than if centered! That way, my guy's artwork is right at my eye level while I'm sucking his cock! Yum!
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My boy and I had a three-day weekend and decided to get away from our stifling apartment. We used our frequent flier miles to fly to South Beach for the weekend. He's been whoring out his asshole for a little over a year now, and has taken countless POZ loads. Sharing his sweet pussy with strangers really gets both of us off, especially when they may be POZ. We arrived at our hotel, checked in, unpacked, and showered. Before changing into our trunks, I ate his ass for a long while and lubed it up just in case anyone should want a piece of it. We hopped in the rental car and headed north to a gay beach I had read about online. There were other guys around, all clothed, shit, but lots of space between people sitting in the sand. We staked out our spot and raced to the water. As soon as we were waist deep, I kissed my boy all over, stuck my hands in his shorts, and started fingering his hole. After splashing around for a few minutes, we returned to our towel to relax. I suggested my boy hop out of his trunks and relube just in case the seawater had washed it out. He grinned wickedly. He reached into his bag and pulled out the lube, as well as a big dildo he likes to use to loosen his hole up before parties. Although I kept my shorts on, my cock was already hard and I knew there would be a wet spot seeping through the nylon as I began to ooze precum. With my boy on his back, fingering his hole and teasing it with the tip of the dildo, I kept an eye out for guys who might want in on this. After a few minutes, an older balding greek-looking guy with a furry chest and a bit of a belly hanging over his speedos approached. His jaw dropped. As he got closer, he slowed down. We're never picky about who gets their cock in my boy's hole, so my boy kept up the show. The guy stopped and pulled down his shorts enough to show a tiny cock with even tinier balls. He walked closer and knelt down. I reached for his dick, and I guess it freaked him out. As soon as I wrapped my hand around his dick, he came instantly. I scooped his load up in my hand as he snapped the waistband up over his pitiful little dick and ran away. Oh well. More free lube, the best kind. I pulled the dildo out of my boy's hole and slicked it up with the geek guy's cum and shoved it back it. My boy kept his show on as I worked my dick through my shorts. After what seemed like hours, a real hottie in long board shorts strolled into view. He was tanned with wavy brown hair and a bit of curly chest hair spread across his wide pecs. I though, damn, a fine body like that and he's hiding most of it with those long shorts! He slowed down as he passed by, smirked, and kept walking. Another one got away. By now, my dick was aching to cum. I slipped off my shorts, rolled my boy over onto his knees and started eating out his hole. As I was about to slide in, out of the corner of my eye, I saw that our stud had returned. I repositioned myself to slide my cock into my boy's slobbering mouth. I leaned forward and spread my boy's asscheeks, inviting the handsome stranger to dive in. The stranger got down on his knees and spit onto his fingers, then inserting one then two in my boy's stretched hole. The stranger fumbled with the laces on his boardshorts until they were loose enough to pull his impressive uncut cock out. He pulled his fingers out of my boy's hole and spit again, lubing up his cock. He slid in slowly as my boy moaned on my dick. With each thrust, the stranger picked up his pace and with each thrust, the shorts fell lower and lower around his hips. I could now see his beautiful hairy balls slapping against my boy's slutty ass. The stranger hadn't spoken a word, and seemed to be having a good time. He slid all the way in and then paused. He looked up at me, his gorgeous green eyes filled with lust. He asked, with a sexy indeterminate European accent, “Are you certain you are okay with this? Can I give him my cum?” “Hell, yes!” I replied. By then the stranger's boardshorts were puddled around his knees. My boy was backing up now to meet each raw thrust. I saw a red cross on the stranger's right thigh. “Swiss?,” I asked. “Yes. And POZ.” Fuck yeah. That's what I like!!!! My boy pulled his velvety lips off of my cock and swung his head around to catch a glimpse of this sexy Swiss stud for the first time and began pleading, “Please give me your load. Please. Please.” The stranger didn't respond with a word, but picked up his pace, working his dick all the way in, then pulling almost all the way out, then slamming forward. Over and over and over. Finally, with beads of sweat running down his beautiful chest, he lunged forward and groaned. I knew he was planting a toxic load deep in my boy's raw vulnerable hole. I couldn't help from cumming instantly. My load landed all over my boy's face and in his gaping mouth as he fisted his own hardon, spurting his juice all over the towel beneath him. The stranger smiled and pulled up his shorts over his sticky still-hard cock, said “Thank you,” and simply walked away. I dove into my boy's sticky pussy, puffy and red from its abuse. I fingered out a bit of cum, lapped it up onto my tongue, spun my boy around, and kissed him, passing the stranger's POZ cum into his mouth. I was tempted to go back for more, but wanted to leave some to simmer up there, keeping him loose and slick for more action, just in case.
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Pierced and inked pig in NY in June and seeking twisted hook up with similar or perverted Tops. Unsociable and filthy and up for most things: are for breaking apart from NO KIDS. Give a good first but want a Dad to open me up and wreck my hole.
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It was Thanksgiving and I had four empty days in LA to spend. A bad break up (though kind of my fault because I cheated on him many many times) resulted in me looking for a new place, but nothing was going to happen over Thanksgiving anyway and my family is based in Europe and hence couldn’t care less about turkeys.. So I hired a car and drove out to sin city. I found a cheap deal at the Venetian and was amazed at how big the rooms were. My plan was to gamble a little, get hammered on booze and maybe have a fuck or two and suck some cocks. Hence grindr was running and I pretty much messaged everyone close by. It was not as exciting as LA but some good hunks where there. One profile (38, 6’1, dark hair, musk, 9”) caught my attention. He called himself the “recruiter”. He said, he arrived with a couple of buddies, was staying at the Palazzo and they were looking for a new recruit to the bareback brotherhood. I have heard of the bbbh but thought it was more like an online club. It sounded intriguing. So I replied that I was interested and was keen to find out what it would involve. He said, I would get converted and marked and it would be a life changing experience. It was impossible to leave the brotherhood, but that being part of the brotherhood would mean endless piggy sex. “Sounds hot. Would love to hear more. Interested in catching up for a beer?” I wrote back. We met ten minutes later in the sports bar. I was wearing Jeans, shirt and hoodie while he appeared in leather pants, boots and shirt. Fuck that was hot. He grinned. “Hey boy!” “Hey Daddy!” “So boy, if you are up for it, a couple of things, you will be our boy for tonight and then an active member of the bbbh. You will pledge to never use a condom again and will take every cock that is offered to you. Your contract will be a tattoo on your left shoulder so that every member can see that you have taken the pledge and can use your holes for his cock. Should you ever top another member, you just like all other members commit to dumping a load into the bottoms hole. A bbbh fuck is only over after you left your gift behind. Understood?” I was completely taken aback but also horny as hell. Fuck, that sounds hot, I thought. My dick took over the thinking and even though my brain kept shouting to leave now, I followed him back to his room. Deep inside of me, I felt that I needed this. That I belonged to the brotherhood... When we got to his room, I saw four other guys, all in leather sitting around, smoking, drinking and wanking. Most were wearing chaps and all in their mid 30s. Me, with my 25 years, 5’8 was truly the boy in the room. “My a present our new recruit Steve! Soon to be class of 2013!” They all got up and applauded. I noticed that all of them were inked. Some more than others, but all had a biohazard tattoo either on their left shoulder or their right chest with a year underneath it. The guy who picked me up, took off his shirt and I saw his said 1999 and was on the chest. I asked how it got it, and he just grinned and said, “not as easy as it will be for you.” They told me to strip off and inspected me. The two youngest (class of 2010 and 2013) took me to the bathroom where my body and head was completely shaven. I was shaking as I began to grasp the impact this Thanksgiving was going to have on my life. Class of 2013 smiled at me, kissed me and whispered “you will love it”. Class of 2010 asked, “are you more of a red or yellow bottom?” I was confused. So he put his cock in my mouth while Class of 2013 was fingering my hole. “Tight” Class of 2013 announced. Class of 2010 started pissing. I was shocked as I never tried before but tried to be a good bottom and do what you have to do if a cock puts liquid in your mouth and swallowed. I loved it. “Yellow!” Class of 2010 announced, disappeared and returned with a yellow nasty pig jock. They then took me back to the rest of the group and declared me ready for the introduction. To be continued....
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am i strange to want to be forced - in most ways. i am inked and pierced and want more without choice, and in a scene. pig also likes to play hard and dirty - but cna also switch with the right pig(s). Comments? thanks.
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