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orgy ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - QUEBECOIS FATHER AND SON FF
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Quebecois Father and Son FF One of the kinkiest experiences I ever had took place at a Fisting Party on the Upper West Side a few years back. Jim, a guy I played with occasionally - but only when his very vanilla partner was out-of-town or occupied - asked if I would go to a leather party with him located near his place. He thought the scene might be a bit much for him alone, but that if I was along, he'd fit in better. Sounded good to me, so with some leather already on, we carted the rest over 3 blocks in our bags, we rang the apartment, and were greeted at the front door by the host, a guy I'd seen at some pnp get-together's before. Our host, Earl was a 40ish stocky, shaved black man, already in harness and ass-less chaps. (I should mention Jim is a tall, thin white guy, very pale with lots of dark hair all over and a long skinny cock). We stripped in a foyer and added some additional leather from our bags – I loaned Jim a vest, leather jockstrap, leather cockring and armbands, and a leather ball cap to go with his construction boots; while I was in chaps, codpiece, harness with chrome cockring, bicep bands on both arms, engineer boots and motorcycle cap. We passed through a blanket hung up like a curtain to enter the main part of the apartment. The main room was set up dungeon style, with two slings, a couple of weight benches, two rim seats and leather or rubber drop cloths over the floor and furniture. There were several lube stations complete with j-lube, crisco and elbow grease, and on a raised table at the far end of the room, several bongs and pipes already loaded. A sharps container rested below the table. Earl, our host had recognized me from other gatherings as well and told me to go get cloudy and “do your usual thing and help get these guys started”. I wondered if my friend Jim realized this was a party with a distinct focus on fisting? Fortunately, my nails were all trimmed. I looked around seeing about 6 or 7 men there already, all age groups, body types, and ethnicities. Jim spotted an old buddy he’d not played with in years and went over to chat. Two guys in latex gear I’d never seen before waved me over to the sheet covered sofa they were sitting on, indicating the large water-bong they were using. Smiling, I came over and they split apart so that I would sit between them. Handing me the pipe and the torch, a melted the product and took a huge hit, held it, then slowly released a huge cloud, one of the guys murmured “mon dieu” as I sighed “Thanks, I needed that…” I told them my name, and they introduced themselves as Claude and Didier. “A pleasure gentlemen, now who wants a shotgun?” The older one Claude didn’t get that but the younger Didier did and indicated his mouth. I took another big hit, held it while giving the pipe and torch to Claude and met Didier’s mouth and exhaled the hit to him while our tongues played a bit. Didier blew out the cloud then indicated Claude with his head, I turned and Claude was in the midst of drawing a large hit himself and with his finger indicated I should come closer, and passed me the smoke in a shotgun. A few more minutes of sharing and blowing clouds and a few more comments and I told them I had to ask two questions, and the indicated to go ahead. “First question. Quebecois?” as I looked back and forth between them, “Yes,” responded Claude, “most Americans would have gone for French first.” I said, “Nah, the accent is different, and you’re both taller than most Frenchmen.” “Second question?” asked Didier with a smirk, noticing how I kept looking from one to the other, obviously scrutinizing them and curious. Both were olive-skinned white guys with a tan, tall, with dark hair on their heads, in Didier’s beard, and nicely scattered on the parts of their bodies that weren’t covered by their matching latex singlets. Average bodies, not gym rats like I was at the time. Long fingered hands, large long feet. And most curious, both had green eyes. “Second question then,” I started. “You two look a lot alike. I mean REALLY a lot as if you were brothers, which would be hot enough to me, but the age difference is too much. Trust me, I won’t be freaked out, I’d be turned on, so how exactly ARE you two related? Or is the fact you look alike the greatest coincidence of all time?” Claude looked around a bit, half concerned, half amused and said simply: “I’m his father”. “Oh shit that’s hot…” I whispered. “Seriously?” They both nodded and laughed at my facial expression. “Damn that’s hot” I repeated. “Not everyone thinks so,” Didier responded as we all looked around “even in a situation like this.” They promised to tell me more after we’d played a bit – they wanted to double team me and I was more than happy. I told them I had to find out more about this, just as the host was passing out loaded points. I looked around to see if Jim was cool with everything and caught him getting his cough and holding his arm over his head after his old buddy slammed him. Jim winked and gave me the thumbs up then started snogging his friend. Earl reached us at that point and asked if I were bumping or pointing that night, remembering I was the guy who always had to drive home. “Didier’s a home health aid in Montreal, he’s really a good admin,” Earl indicated. Since I had a particularly long block of time to play with this event starting in late afternoon, I gsve a nod. Earl was right, Didier was quick and efficient, and I was still finishing my cough when I heard Claude’s similar reaction from doing himself behind me, followed by Didier’s own launching into the stratosphere. The three of us got into a hot make out session of rough 3-way kissing before the two of them each sunk their mouths onto my nips – Claude particularly was turned on by how big they were (or so it seemed from the things he was muttering as he sucked, bit and tongued them). Our hands were all roving all over each other – I was tweaking their nips, jerking their soft but very long cocks, and fingering their hot holes. I was in the center of the couch and both of them got on their haunches on either end of it, their faces meeting over my cock, which they proceeded to lick, kiss and suck, intermittently kissing each other and sucking the other’s tongue. Between watching an honest-to-God father and son share my cock while they made out, and the little blue wonder I’d taken earlier, my cock was rock hard shortly. While they blitzed out on cock sucking and kissing each other I was slipping my fingers into their two hungry holes. I stood up from the couch, and for a few minutes,one rimmed me while the other continued sucking me, and then they switched. Soon I was on the floor in front of the couch, the two of them together in the center with their touching legs overlapping, leaning back with legs raised and holes exposed. I went back and forth rimming one while fingering the other, then switching while spending a while as well on each of their long, uncut ‘saucissons’. For some reason, I found the Dad’s hairy hole a bit more exciting, and the son’s cock more compelling, though telling the difference was a bit tough, as Didier was truly a chip off the old block almost identical to his father Claude. Their cocks got only semi-hard and were mostly soft at this point, but they did get hard later in the event. Unlike most of the pnp parties I’ve been to before or since, this one was unusual in that guys either paired or trio-d up at the beginning and pretty much played with the same guy or guys for most of the evening – though cheered on and watched by the other groups. There was a bit of a “round robin” as all of us fisted the host as he lay back in one of the slings. Then the other sling was free and Claude, Didier and I moved over to use it. It was very hot, when Claude lay back in the sling while the thinner Didier, with the assistance of two solid blocks on either side of the center of the sling straddled his father with their cocks and chests rubbing against each other and two beautiful holes presented to me. For a few minutes, I fucked each of them, bending my knees to access dad, and up on my toes to access the son. Since this was a fisting party (much to Jim’s surprise apparently, though he seemed to be doing well over by the fuck bench, with his arm way up his buddy’s chute while sitting on a large dildo up his own hole. I started playing with both holes and worked on opening them up Didier hopped up to go get the bong while I worked his Dad’s inner paradise – he got handed a bottle of poppers from the guy in the next sling and took a huff as four of my lubed fingers spread and turned in his hole. Didier put the stem of the bong to Claude’s mouth as he took a huge hit and blew a few huge clouds. Then he brought it to me and held it (both my hands and forearms were covered with j-lube so I sure couldn’t hold it) and let me take some hits – he did a few shot-gunning his dad on the last one as Claude’s hole inhaled my whole hand past the wrist. Didier had put the bong back and returned, rimming me a bit as I worked his dad’s hole and using a vibrating plug on my hole. I worked Claude’s hole for a while, thrusting, turning pulling almost all the way out, and after a bit, Didier added a few of his fingers alongside my wrist inside his dad. Claude needed to break, and after we checked that no one was waiting for it, Didier got in the sling. Started the same, opening him up, Claude brought the pipe, we all clouded while I used my fingers to stretch the kid’s fuck-hole. A hit of poppers and my hand shot in. Claude sucked my cock and played with my ass as I got further into his son’s core. Eventually he got on all fours under the sling and with me kneeling on the pillow while working his son’s hole, Claude backed on to my cock. I fucked him (gently to be fair) until Didier started demanding I pound them both. The fisting and the fucking got more energetic, I even got some punch fucking of Didier in before a break was called. We all went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and they began to tell me their story (which I was DYING to know). As they spun their tale to me, we finished washing up and headed back to the couch with a newly refilled bong. I had wondered how this all started and who approached who. It seems son had approached father – seems Claude’s wife and Didier’s mother had started being distant and abusive to Claude and was diagnosed with Early On-set Alzheimer’s. This was 5 years prior when Didier was 19, and Claude 41. Claude was thrust into care-giver mode, and his sex life dwindled to zero, while his libido was still quite healthy leaving him horny and depressed. He was, however, still faithful to his wife and thought a mistress or a prostitute wouldn’t be right, even though his wife could no longer return his feelings. Meanwhile, at McGill his son had discovered the joys of not only gay sex, but gay chem sex. He also saw how miserable, lonely and depressed his father was. Claude had even brought up to Didier when he was visiting home one night after they’d had a few beers, that he was so horny but could not imagine cheating on his wife with another woman. That hatched a plan in Didier’s head. Reminding his father that he needed to break sometime, he got his Claude to hire an Aide for an entire four-day weekend while he went downtown and visited his son in his apartment at McGill. Utilizing the sports therapy massage skills he was already learning – plus a judicious use of some G in a sports drink, Didier got his father in a very relaxed, horny and calm mood. “You roofied your Father?” I burst out. Claude shushed me and told his son to continue. While massaging his recumbent naked father, Didier not only came out to him, but proposed that he would be happy to be the solution to his father’s sexual dilemma – not being female, he suggested that’s not really cheating. Between the G and the skin-to-skin contact and Claude’s overwhelming horniness, he told his son he could see some logic in that, but really wasn’t sure. Assuring that he had ways to help Claude decide, Didier pulled out a glass pipe, filled it with tina, and popped some bareback gay and bi porn on the TV and computer. Even though Claude claims he never really thought about or fantasized about having sex with men, the seduction worked. Soon son was blowing his dad and getting fucked by him and as more time and T went by that weekend, Claude started sucking his son and being fucked himself. He totally fell for chemmed gay sex, and by the end of the weekend a couple of Didier’s buddies had joined in. After that, Didier came home at least a couple of times a week – and since his Dad was already sleeping in his son’s room so the Aides could take care of his wife in the master bedroom, it didn’t arouse much suspicion when Didier and Claude would spend the night together in the same room, and though they also got high frequently, the did their best to keep it really quiet! Eventually the wife lost all memory and abilities and was moved to an institution for round the clock care, at which point Claude moved into Didier’s apartment which was closer to the extended care hospital than his original home, and allowed father and son to continue exploring their pnp limits. Both of the men being ass-infatuated, fisting naturally followed. Though both were versatile, both actually preferred bottoming, Claude even more so than Didier. Depending on the gay crowd you were with, they were either the scandal or the darlings of Montreal. Having hydrated, cleaned up and re-upping our high, we blew a few last clouds and got back to hole play. They got on their knees on the couch and we did a “Chariot Race” with me having an arm up each ass, fisting them simultaneously while they kissed and made out like crazy. One would fist the other while I either fucked them from behind, or fisted them, and again, they’d switch. I was fucked by both of them when they got hard finally and they helped me open my hole with toys, fingers, plugs and an anal pump. We’d break and shower off a bit, then return to the party room to have a rim circle and blow a few clouds. After they each slammed again, I was able to fist fuck Didier with two hands, then pulled one out as his father put his hand in with mine. I did the same with Claude, only with him I could have both hands in and Didier slipped one of his part way in as well. Astonishing… especially when Didier whispered in my ear “and to think, not long ago that chempig was a straight married guy… technically STILL married”. I almost shot hearing that! We played for 11 hours and I had to get going, thanking our host many times and offering to kick in for the favors, which he refused. I bid farewell to my hot Quebecois pervs, hoping I’d see them again (never did, unfortunately). Jim walked me out as he was heading home as well. He was really glad he came but didn’t think he’d do it again – he thought he “went too far” and was concerned if he did this too much, sex with his vanilla partner would pale too much. And, he added, it was a bit too much for his own limits. “Were those guys you were with REALLY father and son?” he asked. I nodded, “yeah on one break they took out their passports, they sure were.” “I don’t know,” Jim replied. “That’s kinda hot, and kinda sick to me… I guess I’m just not as debauched as you are…” I gave him an elbow to his ribs and hopped in my car, parked in front of his place on W85th. “Nah,” I said as we both laughed and he headed to his building. “But you WANT to be!”- 19 comments
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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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Been having trouble finding anyone willing or able to host that can breed me. I'm very open minded to try many things. I just wanna feel big hard cock in me and take your load.
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Hello NYC-Guys, I am a bttm visiting from Paris. Mid 30s with a muscular body. Looking for group fun or kinky bondage seasions. New to bb sex but open to collect new experience. Dreaming of getting more than just one load in my ass. Any recommendations for clubs, parties, saunas or apps? So bored of grindr! thanks!
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I never would have guessed you were 18," the clerk said handing me back my id. With a shaky hand, i reached for it. Nervous as to what to expect and nervous I would be seen, I almost turned and just bolted. But I had waited too long. After a few hookups in the bookstore booths, I wanted to experience the baths and see if it was really true, that they were just places for men to fuck non stop. Remembering the directions he had given me, i followed the turns and found my room. I figured a room would give me a place to hide if i needed it. I quickly changed into, well, nothing, just a small towel. A very small towel that barely covered my butt it was so short. I watched porn for a few minutes on the little tv and then got my courage up to go look around. I grabbed my key and made it out and wandered thru the halls. No one in the weight room and I didn't care about the showers or bathrooms. I found my way out to the courtyard and turned around after looking briefly at a packed Jacuzzi. As I walked back in I almost bumped into someone. Looking up and down, I was quickly reduced to shyness. He was hot. Really hot. 6 3" maybe, but thin, real thin, except for his big hands and feet. His graying balding hair was cut real short. And it was pretty dark but i had a good feeling about the tent coming from the towel he had on. " Well hello there...," he said quietly in a low sexy voice. "Uh hi" i managed. " I know I would remember seeing you here before, is this your first time?" "Yeah, I just turned 18 a few weeks ago..." I said trailing off. "You are 18?" he asked, looking at me closely. "yeah, but I, i um, i kind of like guys older than me." "Like guys that are maybe 46?," he said smiling. "Yeah, just like that." I said. "Chris, my room is just down the hall, why dont we go there where we can have a little privacy and... ge tto know each other." ""Ok, " was all i said. I was so nervous, but he was so hot. And this was happening. He was leading me by my hand to his room. He sat on the bed and patted for me to sit down too. "So Chris is this your first time here or your first time?" It didn't make sense to lie. I have been going to a bookstore for a few months and usually suck or get sucked. I have gotten fucked a few times too." "Did you like that, getting fucked?" "Well kind of. It hurts a lot but felt good too. Not sure if i am too tight or condoms aren't slippery, but it feels like they tear you when a guy is inside." "Yeah, a lot of guys say that. Condoms are really uncomfortable. For the top too, let me tell you. It sure does feel better without one. have you ever tried it without a condom?" "No, i always meet guys I don't know and everyone says that you should always wear one." "Chris, not everyone says that. A lot of guys here don't use them. They think it ruins it. And a lot of bottoms decide that they want to feel the man cum in them." " But what... isn't that really dangerous?" "Some things are worth the risk maybe. You should try it, maybe you will like it." "I don't know. I don't know if I should." "Well you don't need to decide this second do you? I gotta ask though Chris, I have been wanting to since I saw you out there. Can you take that towel off? I really want to see that butt." I got up right away and dropped my towel and turned to show him my butt. "Yeah that's a hot butt. Spread your legs a little. yeah like that, now bend over and open up and let me see that little boy hole." I saw out of the corner of my eye he had dropped his towel and now turned my head to look and there it was. He wasn't all the way hard yet but it was on its way to being a perfect rock hard 9 inch cock with a massive mushroom head and big shaved cum filled balls. it was giant. And perfect. "You like that cock Chris? Like what I have for you?" "Yeah, its so big. its so big." Walking towards me he pushed me down onto my knees. He didn't have to say anything, as I immediately opened wide and took him into my mouth. Almost immediately, I lost myself in it. His cock was growing rock hard and felt so good in my mouth as i strained to take more and more of it. "Yeah Chris, you love that cock in your mouth dont you?" With my mouth full all i could do is nod my head over and over and try even more to swallow all over that massive man meat. After a minute or two, he stopped moaning and said "Fuck yeah, now its my turn to taste you." I reluctantly took my mouth off his cock, swirling my tongue around the head one last time trying to catch any precum I could and stood up. " No, get on the bed on your tummy. It isn't your cock I want to taste." I didn't understand at first; I had never had my hole rimmed before. When he pulled my cheeks apart and i felt his rough beard against me, I knew. And then i felt it. That magic feeling of a twisting and squirming wet tongue on my sensitive hole. It felt so good. And he loved it too, I could tell. He was licking and stabbing his tongue into my asshole, trying to fuck me with his mouth. I was moaning and gasping and trying not to squirm and buck too much. It just felt so fucking good. After a few minutes, he finally came up for air. His cock was like steel, and so was mine. "I am gonna fuck you now," he declared. It was not a request. It was a fact. And he knew I was going to let him. Out came the lube and he poured it into his hand and went to work working it into me slowly. He was careful not to hurt me, saying "I want to open you up slow so you can take lots of cock and don't get too sore." After getting me and my hole all ready for just about anything at that point, he began to jerk his cock off slowly, coating it with lube. Aiming it at my hole, I felt him start to press against me. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I said. "I don't have any. Besides, it feels so much better without anything between us. Don't you want to make my big cock feel really good?" he said in a low sexy voice. He never stopped working it in either and at that moment he popped in and made it past my outer ring. As about 3 inches slid into me, I gasped and worked to relax. "Just relax Chris. I am gonna make it feel so good you will be begging me to cum inside you. But I can pull out too. Up to you. Ah yeah it feel so good. So fucking good." And he was just working his cock into me, deeper and deeper. Filling me. And i was trying to think but the need for cock was taking over and I was almost in surrender mode. Surrender happened when he announced "Fuck yeah, 9 inches of cock inside you. Do you feel that? Do you feel full of cock boy?" "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yeah" was all i could get out. As he slowly pulled out and slid back in again, I couldn't even touch my cock. I knew I would come that quickly, if i did. He started working in and out faster now, with deeper strokes. He was hitting deep and i was gasping and moaning and asking for more. "I want to keep fucking you, but i am gonna shoot soon. Your hole is so tight and eager, its pulling the cum up outta my balls." he said. It then flashed thru me again. He was barebacking me. No condom. Maybe that's why it felt so good? Maybe it wouldn't be any good if he had worn one. Instead, this feeling was magical. His cock felt so good I couldn't imagine not having him fuck me. I would hate to have missed this. His raw cock was fucking me so good and deep and sliding so smoothly. He was really fucking me now, and I was grunting and gasping as he fucked the wind out of me with every deep pounding he gave. "Oh fuck boy, I am gonna shoot if I keep fucking you like this. I am gonna fill you with cum. Or else gotta pull out." He grunted. " Don't stop. Are you clean? Like hiv?" I managed to get out. "This is poz cock you got in you Chris." And now he was pounding me. I was moaning and gasping and grunting and totally losing myself in the feelings of my hole as he pummeled it with his massive cock. "Fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you". He muttered with clenched teeth as he pounded me. "Fuck yeah, gonna give you my load. Big fucking poz load. Poz your little fuck hole up and get you hooked on getting your hole bred." "Fucking shit yeah, fuck me man fuck my fucking hole. Cum in me. Give me your load. I want it. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me." I kept repeating that last part who knows how many times. "Yeah , fucking yeah, her it comes here it comes. Fuck yeah fucking take that poz cum. Fell that cock shooting cum in your little fuck hole. Fuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhh" he almost shouted. 'Yeah yeah yeah, give it to me. fucking fuck me. Fill me up. Fill me with cum. Oh yeah, fucking give it to me." He slowed down and finally came to a stop. He still had his cock buried inside me. "I want to keep it in you while my cum soaks into you" he whispered. "Are you really hiv positive?" i asked. "Yeah i am. And I just gave you a huge load." he said. "It felt so good." I said. " " What getting fucked?" "No, when you came in me, I felt it jet inside me and felt your cock pulsing. I am glad you did that. I didnt know it was so much better bare." "Oh Chris, there are some friends of mine out there that would love to add to my seed inside you. Want me to show you around?" "Yeah, i want more. I want more now." I said.
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Looking for someone to meet me about 2-2:30 for some fun in vault 139 tomorrow (19th January) must be negative and a bottom. I have big load.
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so does anyone know of a porn where you can obviously tell the bottom is feelin every inch and every moment of the fuck and not liking it but puts up with it anyway? or where the bottom is obviously being torn up from the fuck? I know there was actually a broke straight boys vid from a ong tome ago with Kodi and some ginger top who pulled out and you saw blood on his cock. i came every time i watched that vid cause Kodi was screamin like most bottoms do but you know this stuf was real pain and i fucking loved it. was wonderin if anyone knew of more like it.
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Visiting NYC later this week. Will be hosting Thursday and looking to get loaded up and flooded. Ass up in a hot in HK. 😈💦
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The videos from delta Tango Foxtrot were so hot on xtube until the site became a pay site. I think he started his own website, like only fans were he posts his videos. He is fucking hot and a pig. I would love to get one of his loads. Does anybody have old bids of him breeding?
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Part 1: First Time Meeting The Jelous Daddy After I became sexually active things escalated quickly. It didn't take long for me to start seeking out strangers online to fuck me. I was freshly 18 years old and was still in high school, living with my parents, and couldn't drive. So, most of the guys i met were older guys who were able to pick me up and bring me back to their place. I had been chatting with an older daddy type for awhile. He'd send me pics from time to but was always to nervous to agree to meet. But his pics were fantastic. He was good-looking, muscular, and had a nice 8in cock (I could tell from the pics it was thicker than any cock id taken up to that point). Eventually he relaxed enough to agree to meet. So I gave him my description and asked him to pic me from a store just down the road from my school at 3:30. When the day finally came I rushed to the meeting spot to wait. Even though I was early, about 15 min, I didn't have to wait long because he had been waiting in for me to show up in a black pickup truck. He pulled up in a flash and took off as soon as jumped in. The truck was a practically brand new and looked like one of the more expensive models. I was sitting across from him on the trucks bench seat. We chatted a bit as we started driving to his place. He still seemed quite nervous and kept remarking about how young I looked. So I decided to help him take his mind off things. I undid my seat belt and moved closer to him. He stopped mid sentence when I reached over and started rubbing his cock. He quickly got the idea and adjusted his position slightly so could undo his belt. I undid his pants and pulled cock out of his briefs. He was already a bit hard, but not enough to stand upright if I let go. It was about 6inchs in this state but still thicker than almost, but not every, cock I'd had. I started working my hand up and down the length of his shaft. I looked around while I was rubbing is dick and noticed we were still in town with alot of cars on the road. We pulled up to a red light and another truck stopped beside us. When I realized he would see everything that was happening if he just glanced over at us, I got excited. I got on all fours with my head between daddies belly and the steering wheel and ass visibly in the the air (in plain view of the guy stopped next to us). I started to work daddies cock with my mouth. He was focused on driving and still not fully erect, but he was a little harder and was now probably about 6.5 inches. Thile light must have turned green because we started moving again. I wasnt very experienced with oral and kept gagging whenever we hit a bump. We hit two more stop lights leaving town. I was too focused on sucking cock to notice if there were people around us at the lights. Given the time of day there was probably someone next to us at every light. Although people in cars would have be too low to see into the cab However, because I was on all fours they probally could've still seen my ass in the air. When we arrived at his place he pulled into driveway and put the car in park. I tried to finish strong by pushing him as far into my throat as I could. I barely got past the half way point before I gaged and pulled off. A strand of my saliva hung off my lips and connected with the head of his cock. He was pretty hard now and had grown to about 7 inchs. I took two deep breaths and tried again. I only made it a little further on the second attempt but managed not to gag. He pushed his dick back into his underwear and buttened his pants. We got out of truck and walked to the front door. Overall the drive only took about 20 minutes. He had a big house in a new subdivision (the kind where all the houses kinda look the same). We went inside and I followed him to the kitchen. He asked if I wanted a drink. He listed off a few things he had and I settled on asking for a beer. As he handed me the beer he smiled "Im pretty sure you're not old enough to drink." I took the beer and replied "I'm old enough to drink, I'm just not old enough to drink legally." He laughed as he poured himself a glass of bourbon and took a sip. I took a swig of my drink and set down the bottle. Then got on my knees and undid his pants again. His pants fell down to knees and I started to rub the large bulge in his underwear. With his free hand he reached down and pulled his cock over the his underwears waistband. He held it by the base and moved it to be level with my lips. I opened my mouth and started gently sucking him again. He took another sip of bourbon and set down the glass. Still holding the base of his cock he reached down and ran his fingers through my hair while my head moved back on forth on his cock. After a minute or two of gentle sucking he grabbed the back of my head and started to move my head himself. He was still being pretty gentle, just moving my head at a slightly faster pace. I gagged a bit and pulled away to take a few breaths. He gave me a second to catch my breath before he grabbed me with both hands and pulled me back onto his dick. He was going a bit faster now and was almost fully erect, about 7.5 inches. He started to move his hips in rhythm my head. I was focusing on trying to gag to much. After a few minutes, he looked down at me said, "you think you can deep throat this cock boy?" Cock still my my mouth I mumbled that I'd try. He grabbed the back of my head pushed me towards him while he trusted his cock forward into my mouth. My eyes started to water and I immediately started to gag while he held my head in place and pushed his dick further. He held me there for a few seconds while I tried to push away. When he let go I fell backwards onto my butt and started coughing. I quickly regained my composure and returned to my place on my knees in front of him. He said "That was three seconds and you didn't even make it all the way" He paused a moment and sipped hi bourbon. He said "I thought you said you were slutty teen boy" I looked up and said, "I can take it deeper in ass than in my mouth" He grabbed the back of my head again, "I guess you're gonna need to practice." He pushed his cock back down my throat. "Five seconds this time, try to go deeper." I fell back again when he let go, coughing with tears starting to run down my cheeks (I wasn't crying but my gag reflex was making my eyes water). I got back into position and opened my mouth. "You're not gonna pull away this time. Were gonna do three seconds deep then three seconds deep and if my dick comes out of your mouth between between counts were gonna jump to thirty seconds" He pushed his cock back down my throat (I was still only taking about 3 quarters of it). After 3 seconds he let go and I pulled back but kept my lips wrapped around the head. He quickly grabbed again and pushed his cock back in for another 3 seconds. I started coughing when he pulled it out "Good, now 5 seconds deep then 5 seconds deep and if my dick comes out of your mouth between between counts were gonna jump to thirty seconds" He pushed his cock down my throat again and held me while he counted. I gagged as he withdrew his cock and pulled all the way off. "I told you there would consequences if that cock left your mouth." He grabbed me and moved me so my back was to the kitchen island. "Now you're really gonna take it deep." He pushed in hard. I couldnt pull away with my head sandwiched between his pelvis and the kitchen island. He started counting. I tried to take it all the way but after 5 seconds he started rocking in and out a bit. I started gaging on his cock. By the time he got to ten I was gaging and coughing on his cock. Each cough blew saliva from the corners if mouth which stuck onto his public hair and ran down my chin. When he got to 15 I started trying to push him away but he grabbed my hands and pinned them against the edge of the counter top. At 20 seconds he started aggressively fucking my face. I was still trying pull away but thought my throat fuck was almost over. Finally he reached 30 seconds. I was relieved it was almost over, then I heard him count 31 as he pushed in all the way to base and held it there. He pulled out when he hit 40 and I fell to the floor limp while he stood over herking his massive cock. "Get up and open you're mouth slut" he commanded and I did as I was told. I opened my mouth and waited. He grabbed me with his free hand and pushed me head lower whike tilting my head back. Within a few seconds he shot a burst of thick white cum across my face with most of it landing on my left cheek just under my eye. Three more spurts went into my open mouth. I stayed still in case more was comming. I continued to jerk for a few more seconds before pausing. There was still a glob of cum sticking his cock head. He gave it a quick shake and it landed on my chin. He examined his handiwork for minute before telling me not to swallow. He pulled up his pants and led me out. I kept his cum on my face and in my mouth the whole ride back to the store he picked me up from. Before I got out he had me open my mouth to show the cum was still there. Finally he had me gargle it before swallowing. He took off as soon as was out and I quickly wiped the cum from my cheek into my mouth and swallowed again. I scooped the glob off my chin and sucked my finger clean. It was about 5pm when he dropped me off so still had to wait an hour and half to get picked up. To be continued...
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It was time once again to set my life on a new course. My partner of fifteen years had died. I'd owned the sailboat for 8 years. I'd loved the cottage home we'd renovated and gardens I'd developed but waking each day felt like the past. I needed to start a new future. My French fuck buddy had been after me for years to sail across the Atlantic. He was more than keen to join me for this adventure. Furthermore a younger straight friend was in the process of leaving his marriage and hoping to step into a new opportunity. We spent the next year getting our affairs in order. Finalizing the amicable divorce, selling my house, getting the boat ocean worthy, and studying everything we needed to know about sailing and navigation for a trans-Atlantic crossing. As we began our epic journey sailing Lake Ontario to the St. Lawrence Seaway on a beautiful spring morning I marveled a my sailing mates. Claude, my French fuck buddy was in his mid-fifties, a little paunchy, but quite fit, a rapid smile, gentle spirit, lovely nudist tan and very, very promiscuous. He'd taught me a great deal about cruising and helped me more fully embrace my cum dump tendencies. Joe, my straight friend, was a tall, big framed gentle giant of a man. I had never seen him flustered and he looked so comfortable and at home lazing at the tiller in his kaki shorts and loose button down shirt. The first week of our trip was great weather but a bit awkward as we adjusted to such different and unique people living together in such a confined space. The only sex that week was the night we were docked in Montreal. Claude and I had an all out fuck fest at a local bathhouse. It was such a relief for me to return to the boat with 7 loads in my ass and several swallowed in my guts. Claude had also sucked off a number of guys and fucked even more. He had saved his load to add to the soup mix of cum deep inside me just before we left to head back to get some sleep on the boat. The next morning Claude accompanied me to the marina washroom and fucked one last load into me before what we both expected to be a long dry spell at sea. We established our shifts to man the tiller 24 hours a day and when Joe was taking the overnight shift Claude and I would spoon naked in the v-birth. We were both horny as hell and would often awake with a hardon poking at our ass, but I held off all his sexual advances concerned about what Joe might think. He was bound in such a close space to hear us. One night with Joe at the tiller we were sailing through our first storm.The sound of the wind through the reafed mainsail and the crashing of waves as we sliced through them was quite intense in the v-birth. Before we fell asleep Claude's mouth sucked in my flaccid cock. I checked to be sure the hatch was closed and settled back with my hands behind my head. The warmth of his mouth after eight days of longing felt fantastic as my member swelled and hardened. Claude maneuvered himself around to present his solid 8 inch erection to my mouth and the rocking boat only added to our 69 face fuck. I loved the feeling of his cock plunging past my tonsils only to be pulled back before I choked. Clearly he did as well 'cause it wasn't long until his multi day load was blasting directly into my guts. I love to swallow and gulped for all I was worth. The shifting boat pulled his cock head out to my mouth and I delighted as more ropes sluced across my tongue. I had always loved the taste of his cum and this was no exception. The boat shifted again and he was still blasting deeper than my tonsils directly into my gut. He clearly had built up a huge load and I greedily didn't want to waste a drop. When he was fully spent he asked if I had cum yet. He'd been so taken up with the magnitude of his own orgasm that he'd abandoned my cock with his mouth. When I told him I hadn't he rolled me on my back, pushed my legs over my shoulders, and started to finger fuck my ass while stroking my ridged cock into my own face. By the time he was punch fucking my ass with three fingers I could feel my over full balls churning. I knocked his hand off my cock and took over to masterbate myself. Soon I could feel the cum blasting through my cock, out my cock head and spraying all over my face. I opened my mouth to shoot as much inside as the rocking boat would allow. When I was finished Claude helped me lie flat and enthusiastically helped me wipe the cum from my face and feed it into my hungry mouth. Fully spent we each had the best night sleep so far on our journey. I awoke the next morning to notice the storm had abated and that my morning wood was deep in Claude's throat. He expertly sucked me until I came in his mouth. He moved up to my head and snowballed my load back to me. He's never swallowed preferring to spit it out. With nowhere to spit and knowing full well my compulsion to never waste a drop he planted my load where I could savor it before I swallowed every salty sweet drop of precious nectar. To be continued
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I am in the Lynchburg VA area looking for a Top or 2 I can Bottom for ASAP. Use me as you want and your friends as well. HMU tell me where to come for your pleasure
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I’ve known my friend Chris for quite a few years. We see each other out at the bars a lot, and we hook up occasionally. He’s usually pretty religious about wearing a condom. One night I saw him on Grindr and hit him up asking if he wanted to meet up. He was hungry so he picked me up and we went to a food cart so he could eat. Afterwards we drove up to a park overlooking the city and parked just outside the locked gate. We made out for a little bit and he sucked me for a while. We got out and went to the center part of the park and he sucked me some more as I was sitting on a little brick wall, totally out in the open, but there was no one around and it was the middle of the night. He suddenly turned me around, pulled my pants down to my knees and started rimming me. After a minute he stopped and asked if he could fuck me. I said yes and heard him open a condom wrapper. I was a little disappointed but wasn’t gonna say no to any kind of dick. The condom was lubed but we didn’t have any other lube, so he used spit to lube up the condom more and also my ass. His cock is 5 and a half inches, and he managed to get it in, although it was a little difficult. He fucked me from behind for about 5 minutes. I was leaning against the way enjoying it when he said he was close. I suddenly said “I want you to breed me.” He stopped and asked “really?” “Yeah,” I said, so he pulled out and pulled the condom off. He spit on his hand and rubbed it onto his now bare cock. He put the head against my hole and teased it for a little bit. “You want this bare cock don’t you,” he asked. “Fuck yeah.” I replied. “I had no idea you were such a cum slut.” he told me. “Well you always wanted to wear a condom,” I said. “I’m only going to breed you from now on,” he said and sank his bare cock into my ass. He started thrusting and said “fuck, I’m not going to last long without a condom.” “I don’t care,” I said, “just come in me. “Oh fuck,” I heard him say and felt him go balls deep and he held is cock there as his load spilled into me. He slowly pulled out and asked if I wanted to cum in him. “Fuck yeah.” I said, spinning him around and pushing his jeans below his ass. I spit on my hand and coated my cock and thrust up against him. He resisted for a couple seconds, but my bare cock eventually slid through his sphincter. I didn’t want him to change his mind so I fucked him quickly and a couple minutes later I told him I was cumming. “Do it in me,” he said so I kept thrusting as my load shot out and I seeded him for the first time. Definitely wasn’t the last though.
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I decided to create this post for all locals and guys who visit Portugal, Lisbon to share their ideas, doubts and loads. 😈😈💦💦☢️☢️
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I had been to several bathhouses before, Club Portland, Steam Portland, but always with someone I knew or was hooking up with that night. I had even fucked bareback at bathhouses, and been fucked bareback, but always with people I went there with. We would either get a room so we could be private or go off into a corner and fuck, and if someone wanted to join I would just wave them off. The first time I went alone I was prepared to use a condom. Steam Portland has them everywhere. I got a room so I could hide out if I got overwhelmed. I had brought my own packets of lube because I knew the condoms would be there. I wandered around the club for about 15 minutes checking out guys, watching some guys fuck in the steam room and get sucked off in the hallway. A cute guy in his late 20s cruised me as he was walking down the hallway. I started after him and saw him go into the glory hole booths. From the other side I saw is hand on the hole so I walked up to it, took my towel off and put my cock in the hole. I wasn’t hard yet, but I immediately felt a hand on it and I started to chub up. As soon as I was totally hard I felt a mouth wrap around my cock. Someone I hadn’t even spoken to was sucking me off and it felt amazing. After a few minutes he stopped and a moment later I saw him walk around. I grabbed my towel and went over to him. He asked if I had a room and I said yes and started leading him back there, my towel over my shoulder and my hard cock leading the way. Normally I stayed pretty covered up but I was suddenly feeling bold. After I closed the door to my room, we started making out. I took off his towel and started jerking him off with one hand and grabbing his ass with the another. After we kissed for a few minutes he asked me if I was neg, I told him yes and he pushed me back onto the bed. He sucked me for a little bit and asked if I had any lube. I got it from right beside the condoms and gave it to him. He opened it up and and spread some on my cock. He put some in his ass and then straddled me pointing my dick up towards his hole. Then this stranger whose name I didn’t even know slid his ass down onto my bare cock until he bottomed out. He leaned forward and kissed me while starting to rock up and down on my cock. After about 30 seconds I took over and started thrusting my hips up, driving my naked cock as deep as I could in him. If he wanted it bare, I was gonna give it to him. After about 5 minutes of him riding me he got off me and told me he wanted it from behind. He bent over the bed and I stood up behind him. I bent over and rimmed him for a few moments before guiding my bare cock back into his ass. I buried it balls deep before pulling back out to just the tip and thrust back in again. He started jerking off and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I shot my load. I fucked him for about a minute more before I told him I was about to cum. He didn’t say anything so I kept going until I felt my orgasm build. “Fuck I’m gonna cum in you,” I told him. He started furiously jerking his cock as I felt my load shoot into his ass. I stopped thrusting deep in him as the last of my load emptied into his hole and I heard him moan and he shot his load onto the bed. I slowly pulled out of him and watched as my load dribbled out his ass and onto the floor. He turned around and we kissed some more and he left to go shower. Never did get his name. I showered as well and went back to my room and got dressed and went home.
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Mum abanded me when I was a baby. Left me in the care of my uncle who I call Daddy John and his husband Steve. Or as I call him, Daddy Steve. They have worked hard to give me a good up brining; giving me the best education and a safe home to come to. But this is not a story about my up bringing… Well not that kind of up bringing… It’s more a story of my coming into my own true self. It’s a story about me becoming the piggy faggot boy whore that I am. My daddy’s are very well off. Got a bit of money behind them. Daddy John owns a construction business and Daddy Steve is a real estate agent. So it’s no surprise that we live in a beautiful inner city modern home in the heart of Sydney, designed and built by Daddy John himself. I come to visit him at work from time to time and it is interesting to see how his employees stand straight whenever he is nearby. Daddy John is a unit for a 67 year old. 186cm, big broad shoulders, thick thighs, stone arms and a solid butt. He always wears jeans that seem tight on him, showcasing his huge bulge just below his leather buckle and he always tucks in his checked shirt in. Never wears a tie and leaves his top couple of buttons undone which opens up to his thick salt and pepper hairy chest. He keeps his rugged silver beard maintained, cropping his sharp jaw line, but doesn’t over groom it to the point it looks to show pony, and his salt and pepper hair neatly cut with a slight combover. Daddy Steve on the other hand is 52 years old and he is always on the go. At home he would always be pace a hall on his phone conducting business or closing a sale, but he still always finds time to help me with my homework or have a general catch up about my day. He too is quite a masculine man. Not the big unit like Daddy John, but still fit a fuck. He looked a little like Frank Grillo. He works like every morning to maintain his shredded body and only wears tailored made suits. But when he has the chance, he likes to show off his assets. Always in his speedos taking a dip in the indoor pool. His washed board abs are coated in a fine coat of hair that tails up to his chest. He is so chiselled, the hair on his chest thickens around the top of his abs up through the middle of his pecs then spreads out right up to the top of his neck line. Grey hair is starting to show in his hair, like Daddy John and even though he does not say anything, I think he is worrying that he is getting old. My name is Scott. I am 18 years old and like any other boy my age, I do all the teenage things. I go to school, play football, hang out with my mates when my Daddy’s allow me to, smoke joints, go off to parties. But something just did not feel right. I never quite felt like it was my scene, my life. I was floating through it waiting for something. But I just did not know what. But all this changed a few weeks after I turned 18. You see, I never really thought about Daddy John and Daddy Steve having sex until I accidently stumbled across them doing exactly that. They did not know I came home early from football practice one Wednesday night, I walked into the kitchen and that’s when I saw it. Daddy John had one of his massive hairy hands wrapped around the back of Daddy Steve’s neck, his other on Daddy Steve’s waste while furiously fucking Daddy Steve in his ass. Daddy Steve looked like he was in pain, struggling with the invasion. ‘Take daddy’s cock you fucking faggot.’ Daddy John grunted at Daddy Steve and worked up flehm and spat it on Daddy Steve’s back. Daddy Steve panted and moaned as Daddy John just fucked away. ‘Yeah, That’s it pig. Take that raw cock.’ Daddy John continued. Something inside me switched. I don’t not know what happened. I never considered myself as a gay. I never thought of myself as anything. But watching my Daddy’s fuck sparked something in me and I felt myself harden in my football shorts. Daddy Steve’s eyes were watery. He look like he was going to cry. For a moment I felt sorry for him because he seemed in pain, but then I saw his hard cock swinging back and forth from Daddy Johns thrusts. I have seen his cock before when I was younger, but I had never seen it like this. it had to be at least 10inches and as thick as a Rexona spray can. His balls sat nice a tight below his cock and I could tell that he manscapes by the shape of his pubic area. ‘You ready for it faggot?!’ Daddy John grunted. And before Daddy Steve could reply, Daddy John did one last hard slam into Daddy Steve’s ass and moaned out loud. It scared the shit out of me for how loud he moaned. It was like a lion roaring. ‘Take that load you fucking whore!’ Daddy Steve moaned as well. But it was more like a painful moan than a joyful one. This went on for what seemed like ages and then Daddy John spat on Daddy Steve again and pull his cock out. I watched as a stream of cum squirted out of Daddy Steve’s hole. It was like his hole could not hold onto all that cum. And I was jaw dropped when I saw Daddy John’s cock. I thought Daddy Steve was big, but Daddy John took the crown. From what I could tell it was at least 12.5inches long and easily as thick as the largest part of my forearm. It glistened from all the slick juices from Daddy Steve’s arse which highlighted the still pulsing thick veins webby down Daddy John’s shaft. Oh and his knob was like a firm purplish helmet an inch thicker than the shaft. He then pushed Daddy Steve to his knees ‘Clean up that mess you made, pig.’ And shoved his cock down Daddy Steve’s throat. I watch as Daddy Steve’s blood shot eyes bulged out his head as he choked on it. Daddy John did not care one bit that Daddy Steve was gasping for air. He just kept pumping hard down daddy Steve’s through. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve because his gag reflex gave in and coughed up mucus all over Daddy John’s shaft, matting Daddy John’s pubs. This was too much for me. I quickly raced up stairs before they saw me and hopped in the shower. I was both aroused and scared of what I just saw. The way Daddy John treated Daddy Steve was wrong. It was degrading and unrespectful, but it was so hot and arousing at the same time. My cock deceived me and it was rock hard again. I pulled myself off and blew the biggest load all over the glass shower door. To be continued
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Background: For all sakes and purposes, I prefer to go by Dom since all boys I end up using end up submitting their bodies to me and crave to serve other men that remind them of me down the road when I’m searching for my next conquest. I’ve been poz for about 2 years and go on meds for most of it until I hit my peak season period where I will take a hiatus and search for a slim twink to corrupt and convert into the bb lifestyle... clouds have always been my pass-time and nothing makes my dick harder than seeing some naive slut obey Daddy’s orders to hit the pipe at first as I light it for them... eventually getting the sexy boy to look up as he takes his first hit... then upgrade him to bongs for bigger hits he can do himself to show Daddy what he’s willing to do to please me. Those cute boys turning 18-19 are prime for the best of life lessons any proud chem pig would want to impose on them for their future sex lives.... lets go with one of the many whores I’ve created...starting with Eric... Part 1. I had always been the horniest right after I had got done with work... beginning the trip home. My pits would be sweaty and I could smell my scent coming through my shirt which gave me a hardon. My balls would be aching knowing I was about jerk my poz 9” thick uncut cock and blow a load all over my sheets, then snap a pic so I could snag another slut to use up on a weekend after feeding them a preview. Loved seeing those innocent eyes light up when they see a huge load. As I got home I did the usual setup, logged onto my hookup apps and sites making sure my latest muscle pics and leather gear was showing. Wasn’t long before I saw a new profile on bbrt.. 18 years old, beautiful smooth slim ass. This twink must have been 5’7” 135lbs, blonde gorgeous hair, and small blonde patch of hair coming out of his underwear in his pic. His second showing his ass with a leg up on the toilet seat as he spread his cheeks open snagging another pic. Was this faggot not out yet? Hiding in the closet craving to show off his cumhole? Average size dildo was on the counter standing up too. Everything in his profile stated Ask Me besides Status: Negative. He looked to be about 8 miles away and had already been viewing my profile. I decided to unlock my pics for him and give him the full view of albums. The puppy twink I pozzed up in the sling after slamming him... looks like a 20 year old howling while I had my meaty fists inside his blown open cunt as I jerked off my cock inside him. “Your cock is huge... not very experienced. Would like to try sucking it and more but can’t do it here. I’d have to travel on a weekend. I’m out of classes for the next week so free to meet. I’ve smoked some weed before so down clouds as well.” - Eric” I glanced over from my computer to the play room where my bong, pipe, points, sling, and FF toys laid dorment until my next trick came over.... this could be my next one. This slut would be getting some clouds alright. “Clean out this evening good and pack a weekend bag with you. Head to this address in 5 hours and ring the doorbell.” I messaged my dealer and told him to make sure my playroom was stacked for a multi-day function. “I got a shower attachment... I’ll be there around 9pm. Where do you want me to park?” I responded back, “Look for the open garage door. You can park your car inside no problem”’ ”I haven’t taken anyone that large before so I may not be able to take it.” I thought hard before responding back and sent the message, “I know, i’m counting on it. Come over.” ”Getting ready, i’ll text before I head over.” I was practically grinning ear to hear. This boy would be parked in my garage with the doors locked. My g laced juice would lighten the mood as I held him under my ripe pits but he’d be too intimidated to comment on the smell.... and once he was offered the pipe...... *sound* my phone buzzed as the dealer said he was enroute to stock my room up well before Eric arrived. He asked if he could stick around cause usually my broken in boys fall into his lap once our session is done. I told him no problem and went to go wash up, this boy would learn to eat out a man’s muscle cunt as well and savor the taste.... my dick pulsed again thinking about it all. 7 o’clock came and Marko (dealer) came by. He seemed pretty energetic and asked if I had any pics of the boy coming. “Oh course, man. Just sent em to you. Don’t come by until after midnight once he’s come undone. I’ll let you know.” He loaded up my box with t, more g, his lube bottle with a gram of t mixed in with it, fisting numb cream, and an extra pipe. My hallmark... once a boy learns to light it. He needs to have a pipe of his own to enjoy the savors of my spoils on his own. He’ll open up to it. The restraints in my sling were adjusted for the boys height, the webcam positioned just right for under his ass of the sling, overhead, and in the bedroom so when I got him to light it up himself, I could record everything and keep it to the faggot in line. Coming back for more or I’d release it to his friends and family. I stopped to glance in my toy drawer and couldn’t help but wonder if this boy would be able to take my massive strap-on hole wrecker of a toy once I had knocked him up and got him flying. Depends how pliable his fuckhole got for me with a few hours work...hmmm. It would be hot to see that pussy blown wide open in his highest state.... lets see what we can do tonight. —- Eric’s bathroom work —- The water felt warm enough. I slipped the shower nozzle inside and began prepping out for the hookup. I just kept thinking of this guy’s huge muscle arms, tattoos all along his sleeve and down his chest. It looked like a snack slightering down to his pubes swallowing a scorpion and tail sticking out. The whole thing gave off wild vibes and I was all for it. I had already given a few guys head and swallowed some loads before. I’m sure this guy would be cool with just some oral play and maybe rimming. He did ask me to clean out though...... can I take that huge dick? My stomach started to feel full and as I sat down on the toilet... I did the glance and everything was clear... a sigh of relief and nervousness hit me and my stomach got intense. As I got in the shower I did one last check by lubing up my finger and slid it in al the way to the second knuckle...nothing. I guess this is it then.... I packed the rest of my bag of clothes, phone charger, I saw a bottle of poppers I had frrom a guy I blew who left it on my bedside and brought it with. Wouldn’t be long till I get there.... here goes nothing. “On my way, how will I know which garage is yours there?” I waited a few minutes which seemed like an eternity for me. “Look for the red lights inside, that’ll be your spot.” *deep breath*.. I texted back, “coming” ——— I saw the sluts final words of acceptance that he’d committed to following through. The rest would be easy. My place is out of town in the woods and no one would hear him no matter how hard he screamed the only 2 houses in this 3 part giant condo house were both full of tweaker pals of mine who never could get enough ass or cock to play with. His screams will just turn them on more anyways. I look forward to this new boy of mine. I put on my leather vest in the playroom, cockring on, jockstrap, and covered up a muscle shirt and shorts. Couldn’t risk freaking the boy out at first sight. I had a few extra jockstraps and clothes from previous boys laid out depending on what I’d want him changing into later. I’m sure anyone would look good on that beautiful neg ass of his. Once that hole was flooded with my seed... fuck....the beast would take over.
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the good feelings of Lust and sensation is what we are after all when having sex sessions. Everyone got their preferences of course. I love to fuck as a top and feel the edge of sensation coming from my cock involving my whole body and mind. I discovered over the years that my nipples are a wonderful additional tool, my ball sack lightly beaten changes from pain to pleasure. As a good top i love fisting and am in extacy watching my bottom squirms and loving my controlling fist and arm inside of them while my nipples are tortured. Fucking in sling and other constellations make me horny and feel good. Being on a trip...helped through M and 420. For hrs ailing in that lust. didnt try any others yet. But it is great to fall in a dark trance. Porn and good dark techno in the background. What do I miss...what is the next level of wave you experience and where should I search...
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Tonight doing a Czech Fantasy type thing. Anyone wanting to fuck an anon bottom come between now and midnight. You will see a red bucket on the sidewalk. Follow the string til you find the red light. I am in the small shed with the grape You will see a red bucket on the sidewalk. Follow the string til you find the red light. I am in the small shed with the grapevine I am off I84 exit 374 by the Loves Truckstop. Taking anon loads. Two homes down from the Ontario Oregon State Park. Look for the red light and Nissan Armada
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Young white bottom looking to take loads in CT. Would be interested in hosting a motel cumdump, or would love to join a BB party. Ct seems so dry, where are all the hung tops here?
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The first time my cock was ever in a guys ass bareback was only for a few seconds when I was 20. I had gone home with an 18-year-old twink and after we were naked I was lying on this couch and he straddled my cock and lowered himself on to my bare cock. (No lube, it was pretty impressive.) I was, of course, paranoid about STDs so I asked him for a condom. Still ended up being a great fuck but I do regret asking for that condom. The next time was about a year later with the guy who would become my boyfriend. The first time we had anal sex we had been jerking off with lube and then he just sat down on my cock and started to ride me. I ended up shooting my first bareback load in him that night. A couple years later, we had never used condoms when I was fucking him. We had great sex with simultaneous orgasms and I always shot my load in him. He mostly bottomed. We occasionally had 3-ways but they were always with condoms. My boyfriend had a great slender, yet muscular body, and guys were always after him. One night we got chatting with this muscle stud and ended up going back to his hotel with him. We all got hot and heavy and started making out and stripping and we found out this stud had a massive 9 inch cock. The stud asked us which of us usually fucked the other and when we told him he wanted to see me fuck my bf. My bf wasn't really feeling it from me because I could tell he wanted this stud to fuck his brains out and let the guy know. My bf asked if the stud had condoms but he didn't, so my bf asked for his hotel keycard so he could go pick up some condoms so this hot muscle stud could fuck him. The stud looked around but for whatever reason couldn't find the keycard in the pile of all our clothes on the floor of the hotel room. Having failed at that, we all started jerking and sucking and making out. At one point, i was laying on my back and my bf was laying face down with hot muscle stud laying on top of him. I was making out with him as he was jerking me off and grinding his cock against my boyfriend's ass crack. At one point both the muscle stud and my bf became kinda still. I had a hunch and reached between the muscle studs legs to feel his cock. All 9 inches were buried bareback balls deep in my boyfriend's ass. I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. Normally my bf insisted on condoms with other guys, but this muscle stud was fucking hot. I knew what was happening but I whispered to my bf "is he in you?" My bf said "fuck it" and flipped the muscle stud over on his back and sat down on his cock again. He rode him for a couple minutes while jerking off and eventually shot his load on muscle stud's stomach. He got off the stud and I scooped up my boyfriend's load, smeared it on the stud's cock and sat my own ass down on his huge cock. I whispered in his ear to breed me and he said okay. It only took me a couple a minutes to blow one of the biggest loads of my life over this guys stomach, and a few moments later I felt him sigh as he unloaded deep in my ass. We got dressed a few minutes later and went home. When I took my underwear off to go to bed I could see where a bit of his cum had leaked out of my ass. Every guy we fucked was bareback after that.
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I have been wanting to explore chastity for awhile, and I picked one up yesterday. Been in it for only 24 hours, but its pretty exciting. Want to have all focus on my hole and train myself to cum hands free while being fucked. Hoping this helps. I am going to a local bathhouse tonight and will be wearing the cage. Curious to see the reaction, as I know from reading other posts, that some tops love them and some hate them. Lol
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BB cumdump party fukslut visiting ATL and hosting BBC (hopefully a rough freak gang!) at Red Roof
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I love fisting porn and have got into it in a big way, especially during arseplay. What are your favourite films? Mine (to name a few): Pigs at the Hoist The Power of Fists Celebrating the Fist One Daddies and Pigs (still from last scene)
