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I've had an unexpected long weekend pop up in January 2025 and I'll be available to go travelling a bit. I live in the UK so my best bet for a good holiday is somewhere in Europe, where I've not done a huge amount of travel. I want to go to a city with plenty of sightseeing, food, and touristy activities to do (rather than just a "gay" hotspot known for its LGBTQ+ nightlife), but where I'll also be able to find plenty of older, bearish tops to passionately breed my hole all sorts of ways while I'm there. Cities with an above-average proportion of tattooed tops are also very much preferable. Unfortunately I'm not the conventional young-white-fem-twink bottom (cub build with big arm muscles, hairy, often mistaken for middle eastern or hispanic) and I've heard there isn't much of an appetite for guys with my build in cities like Amsterdam and Berlin. A country where I can purchase vapes and poppers easily is also highly preferable. Does anyone have much experience travelling Europe and know which cities best fit the bill for this? I'm hoping there is one and that I'm not asking for too much out of a trip abroad.
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Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear Another week had past. And I received another message asking if we can have another He buried in each place again my pits. Getting my smell into his beard, bathing in it. I focused on his nipples. He moaned as his eyes rolled back into head. Soon enough he was riding me. Fucking himself, panting and moaning. Into the spooning fuck, but sadly my cock wasn’t up for giving a load. But he was more then happy with the fuck. As I left. He said his hole was “purring.” So a good time eitherway.
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Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear A week had past since we had played. And I received a new message ask if I was for another round play. This time I was fresh from the gym. So my sweat scent was stronger. As he began before, he began drink in scent. Sniffing and moaning from the smell of my crotch and pits. He buried in each place. Getting my smell into his beard. Soon again he was perched on my groin, play with each our nipples. The moans and growls that came from both of us went on the length of our time together. He rode my cock again. Fucking himself, panting and moaning. As mi cock hit his warm insides. I shifted him again into the spooning position. This time I moved onto my knees, as they laid in the fetal position. And soon enough my load was inside him again. “Good you cum a lot, even if it just once. It more than most guys give me,”…
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Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear I was bumming around one evening taking care of myself. And checking out a few sites. The next morning one the guys I had looked at, and was visiting. Contact me. After a chat, we agreed to meet late that day. At their hotel, we started off with some chatting. Helps with bonding. Before we were on their bed. As he began, sniffing and moaning from the smell of my crotch and pits. Till they perched themselves on my groin as we began to play with each others nipples. The moans and growls that came from both of us went on the length of our time together. Soon enough he shifted from just playing with my nipples, to inserting my cock into his hole. Which he rode, with delight. Soon I shift him into the spooning position. Giving me better angle to pump into him. Till I climaxed in to horny otter hole. He purred in delight as my load wet his insides. I hadn’t gotten off in several days since I was with my partner. Which quickly lead to a second load pumped into him. Or he was happy.
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FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”
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When I started University times were tough. I had to move to the city to study, and the small allowance my parents gave me didn't cover costs. Living in college was ok, but the food was never enough, and i had no money for beer or fun, and no time for a regular job because of my studies, so I tried to pick up odd jobs around the neighbourhood to earn a bit of spare cash. It was just stuff like mowing lawns, painting fences and cleaning gutters, but it helped me scrape enough to get by. I adveritised my services by door knocking, and I had little cards I would distribute as well, just in case anyone wanted to call me later. I did it mostly on Saturdays, as that was when I had most time, and it left the evenings free for picking up girls. I was pretty talented with the ladies, and rarely went a night without scoring. One particular Saturday however when I was door-knocking in a new neighbourhood, I had a very different experience. I knocked on the door to a normal looking house; the man who answered the door was big and burly. I suppose he was around 50. He had a big handlebar moustache, and was wearing black jeans with a small black leather vest which was open at the front revealing a hairy chest and big beer gut. He also had an unusual tattoo on his upper arm, which i didn't know then, but now recognize as a biohazard symbol. I commented on it as I went past, as I thought it was a nice design and had been thinking of getting a tattoo of my own at some time. He told me I had to earn one of those, but i didn't understand. I explained why I was knocking, and he offered me $10 to mow his back lawn. I was a bit disappointed by the offer as $10 wouldn't go far, but seeing my disappointment he said he would pay me $20 dollars if I mowed the lawn in nothing but my jocks. Now I was not gay, but I wasn't shy either, and it was a fuckin' hot day, and his back yard was enclosed, and I needed the money, so I thought 'what the hell' and agreed to do it. He led me through the house to the back yard, and my attention was drawn to his computer in his bedroom, as it made a message-received sound on a chat program as I walked past. I noted he also had a webcam set up. He showed me the lawn mower, and without much fanfare i started the mower, undressed and started going about my business. The homeowner gathered up my clothing and took them inside for safe keeping. I must say its a bit odd mowing a lawn with little more than a jock and shoes. Twigs and branches sure sting when they whip past your legs, but it wasn't really much of a challenge: it was a small yard. Within about half an hour I was finished. Although it wasn't a particularly difficult day, and I was largely naked, the heat had caused me to break-out into a heavy sweat. The homeowner had watched most of the mowng apart from a few minutes when he had popped onto his computer and do a few other things. After I had finished and put away the lawn mower, he called me over for a chat. He said his nickname was Daddybear and he was glad i had mowed his lawn, because he had other plans for his afternoon. He asked me to step inside for payment, and offered me a drink of home-made ginger beer. I was happy to accept his offer. While he went to get his wallet, I downed the beer. I can honestly say it was the most terrible beer I had ever had. It was bitter as hell, and if it hadn't been ice cold, I would not have finished it, but I did so, finishing-up about the time he arrived with his wallet. He smiled, saying he was pleased I liked the beer. At that point I started to feel a bit giddy, and Daddybear saw me steady myself. He gave me another beer, saying it had the right combination of salts and sugars to hydrate me. I took him up on the second beer, and while it was only marginally better than the first one, I downed it, thinking it would counter what I assumed was dehydration. This was, as it turned out, a very bad idea. The next thing i remember I was gagging on some sort of ball thing that was shoved in my mouth, with like a harness strpping it behind my head. When I went to pull it out I realized my hands were cuffed to the headposts of a bed, I was unable to move, and I was laying on my stomach. A stack of firm pillows were propped under my hips making me bend in the middle to almost as if I was kneeling. My feet were also secured to the foot of the bed - I assumed by ropes. I couldn't believe the situation in which I found myself. I was now completely naked, and conscious of the cold air which was circulating between my butt cleft, which felt moist. I then heard the voice of Daddybear "ah, you're awake... welcome back! I have just finished preparing you!" It didn't take a PhD to figure-out what he had in mind, but in my position I could see no recourse. No amount of stuggling would free me from my bonds, and the effect of whatever had been dissolved in the drink still lingered and made my mind move very slowly. I was conscious the computer on the desk beside the bed which I had noticed on the way in was going frantic with received messages on chat programs, and I saw a webcam staring back at me from beside it. I saw Daddybear out the corner of my eye on the side of the bed away from the computer and noted that he had now shed his jeans and vest. He was naked. A huge uncut cock stood proudly about a hairy and full looking scrotum. He removed a tube from a night table drawer, and squeezed some clear gel onto his cock, lubing it up thoroughly. As he did so, his foreskin retracted, revealing a bright red head with precum oozing from it! "Look what Daddy has for you, boy!" he leered. "Aren't you lucky?" This was a scene out of the movie 'Deliverance'. At that point i felt anything but lucky. My stomach was in knots, but at the same time I couldn't help but feel my own cock twitch and begin to swell against the pillows. Daddybear walked back behind me, and i felt the mattress sway as he got on, moving behind me on his knees. He placed one hand on my back, and then very rapidly shoved a finger into my asshole and i flet his long fingernail scrape asit plunged in. i tried to cry out, but the ball in my mouth muffled any sound, and as he probed deeper to my prostate i found myself whimpering as my cock betrayed me and continued to swell against the pillows. Daddybear soon enough withdrew his finger and shuffled-up the bed further. I then felt him as he leaned forward, and placed the head of his cock at my hole, as he whispered in my ear "get ready, this is going to hurt some, but if you like, you can have some poppers to ease the pain." I had no idea what poppers were, but I didn't want any of this, let alone pain, so I nodded, and thru the dinging of arriving messages on the chat program I heard the crack and faint hiss of a bottle being opened. Daddybear then thrust under my nose and ordered me to inhale the fumes of what I since learned was amyl nitrate, an smell i will never forget. With the ball in my mouth I could do nothing but inhale through my nose. I could feel the pulse thumping in my head, and felt my ears flush and everything spin. Then the bottle was taken away and i felt Daddybear thrust forward. The lube and the amyl combined to ensure his rigid cock would be successful, and sure enough, I felt a searing pain as the head of his cock popped in. He held still for a second, but soon grew impatient and shoved again. I could feel the head of his cock sliding in further aided, perhaps, by its foreskin sheath. His cock was huge and he kept shoving it painfully inch by inch deeper inside me until I could feel the heat of his beer belly resting my back. The light touch of his testicles brushed up against my own. He let my ass stretch to adjust and accommodate before starting long thrusts back and forward, slowly at first, but building in speed until he was holding my hips and pumping me as fast as he could. I could hear his breathing getting faster and his thrusts getting stronger, and the repetitive onslaughts on my prostate were getting to much, but then he gripped my ass tighter with both hands, leaving bruises which lasted for weeks, and then grunted. I knew he was cumming. I felt the pulsations of his cock against my prostate, and I felt the gush of fluid as his sperm hit my ass, and before i knew it my own cock was shooting cum, as if his cum had gone right through me. He collapsed on top of me, gasping, his belly filling the small of my back, and his rough breath in my ear, but all the while keeping his cock as deep in me as possible. As his breathing settled he whispered in my ear "now I own you bitch! I have bred you! Now daddy's DNA is in you and you will never get it out! You're mine for life!" I didn't understand precisely what he meant, but I understood in some sense, that the exchange meant me owned me. He slowly withdrew, and stepped back, before undoing my hand cuffs and leaving me to untie my legs. I did so, and quickly got up and got dressed with my clothes which were piled on the floor. I needed to wipe away the goo on my ass, and noticed some white stuff tinged with blood which leaked out, but i was in too much of a hurry to get out of there to wipe thoroughly. I just put on my pants and left the room. Daddybear was waiting outside the room for me, and handed me two $20 dollar bills: one for the work on his lawn, the second as a token of his appreciation. I hurriedly left, and ran back to my dorm where I took a shower, and tried to forget the whole horrible experience. I have since learned this is typical behavior for anyone who has been raped. Of course I was much too embarrassed to ever tell anyone, let one the police. I was straight and that was that! I had no idea why my cock had been so hard during my experience, but wondered if there was a message in its response to Daddybear. I heard from Daddybear three weeks later when he rang to ask if i could mow his lawn again. I had apparently left my card with him. I mumbled something like 'no, you fuckin' bastard', but in truth I wasn't feeling well. In fact, I was feeling so poorly I went to see the University doctor, and he said I had a glandular fever, whatever that was. I had a background fever and sore throat for a week with swollen glands. Apparently it was common in my age group, especially with all the girls I was snogging! I spent the next five years fucking girls left right and centre to prove to myself that I wasn't gay. Some time a girl i had slept with unprotected told me she had tested HIV+ when donating blood, and I should get myself tested. It's safe to say that i know what the biohazard symbol means now.
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An hour ago, the black muscular jock and I hooked up again. We started the evening, with his mouth slurping my dick. As he got it good a hard. Pausing brief to nibble on nips. He climbed into his knee on the my bed. I add the lube to his ass and dick. I position and began to to work my way into his hole, as he sniffed the poppers. He whimpered as he took me in. And I slowly began to take his hole again. He moaned and begged about his good it felt. We repositioned as he stood and touched his toes, as I re entered him to continue this fuck. He moaned once more. I shifted from the stead pounding, to more of a rippling motion which brought forth a squee I'd never heard before. He remarked that he was peeing, as my dick hit deep Then I felt my load rising, and its release into his ass. He let out a sigh and said," I can feel it. It's a thick load, and so warm. I withdraw my dick, as he collapse to the floor.
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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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Note: I am posting this grouping here because some of them will involve an assortment of chems. The first story does not. Story 1 I have been loaded in many odd places. One of the most memorable was in a US Post Office Truck on my back with my legs up in the air parked on a dirt road near my home. The top was a really hot local substitute mailman who also attended a local college on a baseball scholarship. He was lean with a muscular chest, tan and dusted with dark hair. The same dark hair tufted out from under his cap and really set off his crystal blue eyes. I had sucked him off before at a local rest area, and I knew that at the bottom of a very sexy treasure trail he had an impressive slugger (a think 9 inches at least). He drove by the park near my house, and we met in the bathroom. I started to suck him off, but he wanted to fuck me in his truck. I was really turned on. It was July, and those trucks have no air conditioners. We were sweating buckets. His sweat was dripping on me as he was battering my hole. It turned me on more. I was licking the sweat off his chest and he would really get intense and bite my shoulders and kiss me. He really let me have it when he was close. He asked me if I wanted his cum. My response was "fucking breed me" and that made him explode in my ass so hard I could feel it. Some leaked out onto peoples mail. He ripped some perfume samples and rubbed them in the area he fucked me, but I'm sure a few people had questions.
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Who's your favourite Daddy/Daddies? (Pornstar/Escort/Online/Grindr/BBRTS etc) Add a photo so we know who you're talking about Ray Dalton Ben Gunn Spike Morrison Paul Stag Andreas Cavalli Cristian Torrent Colt Matt Sizemore I'm sure I'll think of some more too
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I was at the gym today and lucky this gym had separate steam/jazzcui for men and women. I’ve visited a few times I’ve use this gym. Not much has happened in it, on my past visits. Today was an exception. All of the guys Ive seen in the steam typically in swimwear or underwear. I realized I had forgotten to pack an extra pair of short for the potential of visiting this gym today. So I free balled during my work out, and figured I just go get a shower. I grab my gym towel, which wasn’t a full sized towel and wrapped it as much as I could and headed to the shower. As I headed for the shower, I thought “I’ve got some covering, what the hell let give it a try in away.” So in I went. There were a few other men in the steam as I sat down and took in the steam. A few left and few came in. One of the men who came in sat down catacorner to me, an older white hairy daddy, with a daddy bod.He grabbed and adjusted himself as he sat down. I took that in and wondered if that was a signal. So I watched him from the corner of my eye. I saw him look around, as a couple men left. Leaving him, me, and another older man in there. He adjusted again. So I decide to test, if I was reading this correctly. Since my towel left one of leg very open. I shifted my leg and expose my black cock to this daddy. I was certain he was surprise, as he realize the view. He then reached down and shook his cock in his shorts. I then reached down gave my cock a couple of quick strokes and start back. He then looked around and then moved closer carefully, and reach out to touch my cock. When I didn’t push him away he began to play with my cock and nipples. Other guy was clearly watching, and at a few points got up and was playing lookout. Soon enough this daddy lean down and started suck on my cock. It felt good as he was starting to take me deeper. But just as he was getting into it, someone came in. It was clear things weren’t going to continue. So I figure I’d head for the shower. I made sure to brush against him as I got up and headed for the shower. I slowed walked to the shower holding my towel, but lounger near the doorway, as If I was assessing the shower area. But looking back over my shoulder to see if he followed. A breath or to later I saw him stepping out of the steam room, and look in my directions. I nodded and headed for a shower. I went the one in the back farthest corner and check to see if it had soap. I entered and left the door slight ajar. Started up the shower and got under the water. A few minute later I saw him at the door, and gesture for him to come in. He did and close the door. We position him in to the far corner, to make it hard for anyone to see that there were 2 of in here. He dropped his shorts, and picked back up licking my nipples. Put some pressure on his shoulder to signal he should return to sucking. Which he quickly did. I placed my hand on the back of his head, and held him in place as he worked on my cock. I periodically looked behind me to see if anyone might see. He definitely know what he was doing, as I was heading toward climax. All the while struggling to not make a noise to let on what was going one. Soon enough I was flooding his mouth with my load. I rinsed off as he stood up. I grabbed my towel, and nod a thank you to him, and exited the shower. As I did I figured he’d have a nice fantasy that I was straight or DL, with how quickly I got out of there. But need to because I had an appointment to get to. I can say this was the first time this had happened at the gym and not the bathhouse.
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I just got fucked by a 6'5 married muscle bull with a firm beer belly and girthy 6" cock. This specific guy fucked me once before about 3 months ago, but I only rode him until he came in 5 minutes. Today's though he walked in and slams me against the wall kissing me hard while undoing our clothes. I was fully naked before him and he was on his knees taking my dick down his throat. Then I did the same before pushing him on my bed and climbing ontop of him sitting right down on that throbbing cock. This time I rode him for at least 5 minutes before he pushed me on my back and ploughed me for another 10 minutes and then he flipped me on all 4s and continued his assault for another 10 minutes before roaring as he came inside me without warning. I'm sitting here feeling my cummy hole and the bliss of feeling stretched out. But to pose the question, why do married men fuck the best? I mean I've been fucked by a good few dicks, but the married ones are always the best.
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Skinny Black virgin for older white big belly chubs and bears to use me
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I’m fine with multiple men mesaging me. Im Alex I’m a 26 year old anal virgin looking to discreetly get fucked and used by a older white chub man. We can discuss specifics but there isn’t a lot that is gonna be off limits…I’m fine with multiple men to a degree I get turned on thinking about a older chub man forcing me down and using me. I’m 5’7 120 pounds or and I look a lil younger but I am 26 and I’m ddf hope to hear from you men soon.. message me here or on snap at subbytimes0 wouldn’t mind giving my number or texting you back..just sent me information..or ask for mine -
Hi! I will arrive early morning to NYC and my next flight departs late at night. I am looking for a hotel that can do early check ins or hourly rate to organize a party or host. Any recommendations?
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Im looking for someone to really take charge and force fuck me. Force it down my throat. Pound me. Choke me. Toss me around. All that good stuff. I live in Saint Paul
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Hi guys, I am a Latin top (35, 178 cm, 90 kg, 17x5) visiting Toronto in Nov-Dec 2022 looking for local bears to breed. Suggestions on the local scene, pubs/bars/clubs to visit are highly appreciated! H -
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Me: 61, salt and pepper beard ,bears body, black, 45, dom Him: 510, muscle boy, black, 20’s, sub So hungry muscle boy was back in town for Folsom. We hooked up again. Back at his hotel. It started off with my cock, deep in his throat. As he leaves across the bed, his plump juicy ass was easily on display. I looped up my fingers and began to finger his whole as he continued to choke on my cock. After fingering his hole for a few minutes and he came up for ear and said I want that in him. is spun around and on all fours living forward offered up that ass again. I looped up and entered with only slight resistance as his whole garden used to my cock in them as moans profuse I began to fuck him. I love Moon‘s got hired and pitched as he began to be in the beg. soon the bags for something else, there were just a response of what you feeling as you could feel the orgasm building up inside of them. I had a weeks worth of load ready deposit in his ass. And sooner, then he realized he had a multi orgasm space. I felt his whole contract at least three times as I tried to fuck him as he spasmed and came. set play I seem to have broken this whole last night as after that, you couldn’t take me anymore, and I hadn’t unloaded yet. As he put it, I broke his hole. I’m pretty sure the next time he’s in town he’s gonna wanna get fucked again.
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Hi I’m new here but thought I’d do this. I’m looking for a dominate older chub man/ bear big belly and all to dominate and use me. I have very few limits and would like to discuss further as I also have fantasies of just being forced and used. I’m 25 in the Nyc area and seeking discreet use. we can discuss more so feel free to message me..feel free to speak to me how you want your the dom…aggressive is fine. I will try to reply quickly as I always have my phone with me. Older and fatter the better..
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New to here in my search for some fun. I was on grindr but really not getting any kind of interest. Reach out and let's have long hard fun! Stretch me out!
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Would like to chat a bit and have fun with I’m a lil shy but have thought about a older white big belly chub man forcing me to take him and just using me. it turns me on thinking about and I’d like to chat about it and maybe have it happen.
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Me: 61, salt and pepper beard ,bears body, black, 45, dom Him: 510, muscle boy, black, 20’s, sub So earlier in this, cute muscle boy had woofed at me on Scruff. What was a ways away from me, and as we all do we just flirted with each other. Without any expectation of ever meeting. Well for pride that all changed as I was out at a function and in some of my leathers , and who should walk in. Once it was insane talking to folks I went ahead and text him to look to his left. And at which point we casually start talking to each other, and he also made it clear he wanted to suck my dick. So over the course of the evening we would slip off into the back section of the bar where the function was, and I let them suck me. Which happens several times over the course of the evening, including the fact that he also wanted me to fuck him. They came a point where in the back area I managed to slip it in slightly even though the positioning wasn’t great. This just made him hungrier for me. As the event water down, yes what I was doing for the rest of the evening and I told him I had been planning to go home but home was in the opposite direction from his hotel. And as such I just we went back to his hotel. Where he continue to enjoy sucking on my cock, as I periodically choked him with it. I was still in most of my leather as well.Till he was ready for me to fuck him properly. We move through several positions, all the while him moaning and begging for more dick. At one point I grabbed his hair and pulled back it. Putting in his submissive place, used his hole.My sweat dripping on to his skin, Our dark skin, a glow. . We were back into the doggy style, as I finally was ready to unloaded into this muscle boy’s tight Hungry hole. I hadn’t cum in a few days. He moaned happy, as he felt my dick pulse with each load, deep inside. He them let me know was going to do his kegels exercises to to keep it deep inside him for the rest of the night.
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I was at my favourite Brighton sauna and headed to the dark room. On entry I was pawed by a couple of guys. One grabbed my dick and started to slowly wank it. He dropped to his knees and started to blow my increasingly hard cock. I was nice and hard and another guy presented his hole to me..I played with it to make sure it was nice and moist for my now rock hard cock. I moved to position myself behind him to fuck, running my slick cock up and down his arse so he knew what was coming. Then I felt him reach around and attempt to roll a condom on my erect cock...WTF! So the question is what is the normal etiquette for this situation, I’ll be interested to get some views and/or suggestions on what I should do/should have done? I will then go on to tell what went on and how it ended.. D
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Hi as it says I’m just looking for a bear man or men to chat with and have their way with me eventually. Feel free to message me. Been thinking about this for a while nervous but willing…
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Hi so I’m not rlly sure how to put this so I’m just gonna be straight forward..for a while I’ve these ideas and fantasies of being forced by a older big belly white chub man or bear and having my hole taken by him. no one knows this aside from a guy or two I’ve spoken to online but I got forced to suck cock by a older chub man a few months ago. and that feeling of being forced turned me o a lot although I was scared somewhat. Would any of you older big belly men like to chat with me?..
