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I jogged around a new area this time of the year. When I had moved to a new part of the city, I had discovered this area with its slopey hillsides and variety of tracks open and foresty parts that was actually quite close to where I lived now. While I was running up a hillside, I saw an extremely sexy guy come down the path towards me. Dark hair and eyes, tight shirt accentuating his muscled torso, a short beard, maybe around thirty – and when he came closer, he threw me a smile, went slower and waited on the side of the narrow way, so I could pass him better. I must have smiled back very appreciatively and said „Thanks man!“, passing him narrowly. „Sure buddy!“ he answered and then actually winked at me! I was thrown a little off guard, as I had never been so openly flirted with while running. I slowed my steps and my mind started racing about what to say or do, but when I opened my mouth, he thew me another smile and slowly went down the path I had just come up. I stared at his backside in his tight running shorts. „Damn!“ I muttered. Maybe I had overinterpreted his behavior? Well, nothing I could do about this now. While I hadn´t cum in a couple of days and had just realized through this how easily I got turned on at the moment, it wasn´t like I couldn´t have sex. At 26, I stood tall and fit, more lean than muscular, but when I invested some time, I could definitely have sex via the apps. I didn’t do that often though, I was more up for a relationship or at least building a connection in a bar or at a party and then see where it led. Well, no use thinking about that now. The guy had already left my field of view, so I turned around and continued up my path. When I reached the top of the hill, I had worked up little sweat and caught my breath. There wasn´t a good view here, since this hill was claimed by a lot of trees, but I trotted a bit alongside the hilltop to a place where I knew a fallen tree provided a great place to sit for a bit and enjoy – I stopped dead in my tracks when I rounded a corner and saw a guy sitting on the log and masturbating. What the fuck? He had thrown off his shirt and pants, sitting on the fallen tree and casually stroking his cock, eyes closed. He must have been only a little younger than me maybe. Light hair, a little blond stubble, lean and quite sexy, wearing only his running shoes and his white socks, sitting there just a few meters from me. I realized I had held my breath and so I exhaled - then shut my mouth as it came out more like a gasp. The guys´ eyes shot open and he looked straight at me. „Oh, haha, fuck!“ he exclaimed, an apologetic grin on his face. He stood up, but didn´t make a move to throw on his pants, just held a hand in front of his junk, the other one going behind his head, scratching the back of it while he shrugged. „I´m sorry man, just came up hear and realized how horny I was and… well…“ I stared at him for a second, then said „Uhm yeah, no worries, I… I´ll just look for another spot to sit and…“ I didn´t really know what to say. He was cute and turned me on, but I was so perplexed, my instinct was to get away. So I slowly started to turn away. „No man, please!“ the cutie exclaimed. I turned back and he had already run towards me, his cock bobbing with his steps, and now laid his left hand on my shoulder. „I´m sorry, I didn´t want to take your spot for myself. You can just sit here. If I hadn´t been wanking, you would have also come and sit together, right?“ I narrowed my brows for a moment. „Ah, yes…?“ „Right, so let´s just pretend that would have been the case, okay?“ he grinned, then took me by my arm and pulled me along. I didn´t offer any real resistance, too overwhelmed by the situation – and turned on by the guy, whose almost hairless ass was now just a meter in front of me. Fuck, I loved asses like that! He sat down on the log and let go of me, so I just sat down a bit away from him. He still wasn´t putting on his pants, but continued to cover his cock with his hand. „So what´s your name?“ he asked. “I´m Jared and you?“ „It might be a weird situation, but really nice to meet you Jared, I´m Ben!“ he said and grinned widely again. „It somehow just overcame me up here, this beautiful scenery and some hot guys here and there…“ he looked at me while he said that and the implication was clear. When I started to say something, I noticed that his right hand had changed from covering his junk to massaging it. „Uh… thanks man.“ I wanted to add a compliment, but a basic one seemed a bit too little, now that he was already stroking his cock in front of me. Ben was quicker though: „Seems like I´m not the only one who came up here horny today, hm?“ he chimed and slowly his left hand bridged the gap between us, caressed my hand on the tree for a second and then grasped my hard cock, that was forming a sizeable bulge in my thin running shorts. I gasped again. „Yeah… you could say that…“ I trailed off, mesmerized by his view and his hand working my cock hard. He scooted closer, looked into my eyes and brought his lips towards me. I leaned in and we passionately kissed, tongues intertwining after mere moments already. His other hand started to caress my neck, then his lips and tongue worked it for a moment, while his other hand pinched my nipple. My right hand was buried in his hair, while I put my left to work on his cock. It was a nice dick, moderately sized, while standing hard as rock and straight up. „Why don´t you remove those shorts sexy?“ he whispered into my ear and I immediately did so. I was still aware that we were quite in the open here, but the last times I hadn´t seen anybody around and… fuck it, that didn´t matter right now anyway! After I had pushed my running shorts and underwear down in one go, Ben continued to stroke my cock and licked his lips. „Fuck man, that´s a really nice cock!“ he exclaimed and I just laughed. He then went to his knees, a horny grin on his face, and before I could say a word, he engulfed my cock with his mouth. He didn´t waste any time, he just started sucking it all the way down, my glans entering his throat, and I gasped in surprise again. „Fuuuuck! That´s… wow!“ I just laughed. He withdrew and said „Well, we can do that, too, but first…“ and started sucking me off again. I let the implication linger, thinking about whether he might have come prepared for this with a condom, but then decided to enjoy his mouth instead and started guiding his head up and down my cock, sometimes forcing him to deepthroat and sometimes more facefucking him than him sucking me off. Every now and then I glanced around, but as expected, we were alone. We continued this for a few minutes and I slowly felt an orgasm build inside of me. Right then, Ben withdrew his mouth and stoop up again. I exhaled in frustration. „Uhh man, I could have almost come. That was awesome, maybe…“ he interrupted me „You should man! Come here and give me that cock!“ He leaned beside me onto the log, spitting into his hand and coating his hole in spit. I stood up, jacking my cock. I wouldn´t let that invitation pass, I was so fucking horny! „Sure man, do you have a condom?“ Ben made a face. „No man, sorry… but… you´re clean right? I really need you to fuck me, please! Would you…?“ and longingly looked at me. I decided in flash. „Yeah man, I am… Alright, fuck, I need that now!“ I muttered, as much to him as to myself. I stood behind him, putting my cock against his beautiful hole, framed by that sexy ass and slowly started pushing in. „Fuuuck yes!“ he purred. I didn’t hear any pain from him, so I continued to push. He was able to take my entire length slowly, but in one single go. „Yeees baby, that´s it! Fuck, your ass feels so nice!“ „And your cock, bare, inside of me!“ he answered, pushing even more against me. We quickly found a rhythm. I didn´t want to cum too fast, but also this shouldn´t last for long, we were still out here in the open. So I adjusted my pace and fucked his ass nice and hard, his hands reaching back, pulling on me, my world shrinking in on my cock and his hole. - Until I heard a rustling to the side. My head jerked up and I immediately saw the guy who had come down the path towards me before standing there, massaging his cock through his shorts with one hand and smoking a joint with the other. If I hadn´t heard him, the smell would have probably hit me a moment later. I was horrified to have been walked in on while having sex – but this guy seemed to enjoy the show, just nodding and grinning, while Ben seemed oblivious to it all and continued to fuck himself on my dick. It felt great. The other guy slowly stepped a little closer, until Ben seemed to hear him, too. His eyes shot open in confusion, but then he smiled and said „Hi Matt!“ „Hi Ben, looking great there under this sexy fucker…“ Wait, they knew each other?! „Don´t worry Jared, I´ve done this same thing with Matt here already. So no reason to be ashamed. And I think he likes you!“ „Oh, I definitely do! We saw each other on the way here and I went on, but then decided to come back and see if I would see him again. Well and that´s quite the perfect way to do so!” Matt laughed. He came even closer, now a mere meter away. “I wanted to tell you before, but you´re really hot Jared!” “So are you!” I could just say, grinning at him. I couldn´t believe this whole situation, I was still fucking Ben slowly. “I didn’t want to interrupt you guys, please continue… and if I´m making you uncomfortable by watching, maybe this will help?” he held out the joint to us, offering it. “Sure!” Ben said, taking it and having two deep draws from it, before holding it out to me. I shrugged, then took it. Probably not a bad idea, as I wasn´t sure how hard I could stay in this firework of emotions. I took two good draws as well and held it out to Matt again, but he already held a lighter and a kind of glas pipe in his hand that he heated, sucked on and exhaled a white cloud, when I let my smoke out, too. “It´s fine Jared, you can just finish it off, if you want to. I got this as well.” “Uh, okay, thanks. What is it though, never seen that?” I said, before taking another turn on the almost empty joint, while continuing to fuck Ben. This situation was so hot! And I already felt the pot relaxing me somewhat. “It´s called T, I had also never heard that name before somebody showed it to me. It´s not like pot, it has a more… exhilarating effect on the body and makes you really horny, too.” He said, taking another drag. The fat bulge in his shorts twitched while he did. “Haha yeah, I can see that man!” I said, nodding towards his cock. “Well, that´s mostly because of you two sexy sluts here.” He answered and winked at me again. “Wanne try?”

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This is the follow-up from my post yesterday about a new hookup wanting to get me pregnant. So here goes. I found this guy on BBRT. He's like 20 years younger than me. He's not worried about age - he just had a 3 day load of seed that he needed to deposit. Works for me. I had some problems with clean-out but finally got that under control. I arrived at his place already pre-lubed and ready for breeding. So, I wasn't really interested in anything but getting fucked. He was hard already so we were good to go. I hit the floor on all fours. He fingered my hole and once he realized I was pre-lubed he shoved 3 fingers in and started to finger fuck me. How romantic! I haven't been fucked in awhile - about 2 months - so I was ready to take his 7" cut cock. Damn, he was thick. He fucked me for awhile. I kept encouraging him to go balls deep - I think that was his original plan anyway. So, he was good at being a top. I liked the fact he kept talking about knocking me up. After the breeding we said our good byes with plans to return. It was different for me as the entire breeding was just that - no talk, no politeness - just a top needing to breed and a bottom needing to take a load. We agreed to try this arrangement every 1 - 2 weeks. I'm still feeding my cocksucker on Mondays and Tuesdays so I wasn't worried about cumming myself - the last think I need is my cocksucker complaining about reduced loads for his throat. I'm visiting Chicago in a few weeks. I'm hoping to get as many loads as possible there - just in case this guy wasn't successful at knocking me up. Fingers crossed!! 😉

Greetings everyone. I am planning a trip to Chicago a few weeks. I'll be staying at the heart if Chicago. I stayed there twice before covid and was kind of successful. I am thinking about posting a party on BBRT to see if anyone would be interested. Has anyone tried this route? I'm going to post quick connect ads while I'm there. Any advise on what to do while I'm there in regards to book stores, gh's etc. thanks in advance for any suggestions. I would live to be able to plan a line if confirmed tops - yeah I know that's just a hot fantasy.

I took a nap, didn't eat, cleaned up good and was ready when the pig pen was supposed to be open. I walked over, barefooted about 5 after, the door was locked. I decided to walk into the maze for a few minutes and found it as crowded as I've seen it. Just inside the door I heard moans from the back. Walking forward there are 6 glory hole booths on the left, 5 of the 6 doors were closed indicating guys were in them either servicing or being serviced. The moans weren't coming from there but deeper on the ground floor. I walked to the right, where the open room is with the wooden box/bed. There was a guy on his back, his legs held back as another guy was slowly fucking him. The moans were from the bottom. The top would fuck him 10 to 15 hard strokes, then slow and tease his hole with the tip of his cock. There were several guys watching, most of them stroking. I watched for a bit, one of the onlookers had started rubbing his dick on the bottom's leg. The top pulled out and stepped back, making room for him. The onlooker immediately shoved his cock in the bottom, who groaned loudly. The onlooker quickly set a rhythm, a good steady fucking and after a minute or two, he grunted, froze and it was obvious he was cumming in the bottom. The bottom moaned soft and guttural when he realized he was being filled. As the onlooker stepped back and the original top started fucking the bottom again, I moved on. Up the stairs, the video room had half a dozen guys sitting, stroking, watching the porn but no interaction. I wasn't interested. I walked towards the back of the 2nd floor where the jail cells and more glory hole booths are. Of 6 more gloryhole doors, 4 were shut, more guys either servicing or being serviced. I walked around the corner and while one jail cell was empty, the other had 4 guys, one bent over holding onto the bars, another was fucking him and the other two were stroking. In the few seconds I watched, the guy fucking the bottom came, stepped back, and one of the other two guys took his place fucking the bent over bottom. Extremely turned on from the action, I returned back to the Pig Pen. There is a small foyer just inside the door where the lockers are. You're required to strip to your underwear before entering the second door. The dungeon master is sitting at the second door and explains the rules to first timers. I stripped completely, pulled the hood that was in my jeans pocket out and fisted it. The dungeon master remembered me from Friday night. He had me stop and told the guy he was talking to that he had never seen me without my jockstrap on until last night and held out my dick for his friend to see. He remarked that I had a fantastic cock and he never would have guessed from the times he'd seen me there until Friday night. I walked into the play area. To the right are the 3 slings, some glory hole booths, a semi private room and bathroom, to the left is a large open play space with St. Andrews cross, spanking bench, cage, 2 rooms with private slings and another bathroom. I had been in the maze longer than I thought and there were already 18-20 guys milling around, nothing had started yet. Since I'd gotten over being nervous many visits ago, I went to the sling room. The way it is setup is there is a short hallway leading to the open sling room. When walking down the hallway, you can already see the sling on the left and as you walk through the hallway, the other two slings come into view. I prefer the sling on the left because anyone looking down the hallway can see it and hopefully be enticed into coming further. No one was in any of the slings yet. 5 or so guys were in the entrance to the sling area, like predators waiting for prey. I nodded at them, walked past, and eased myself into the left sling. There are stirrups for your ankles that most guys put on the inside of the supporting chains for comfort. I always put the stirrups on the outside of the chains to keep my legs spread wider. I positioned myself just right, put one ankle, then the other into the stirrup on the outside of the chains. My ass felt spread wide, exposed, vulnerable, just the way I wanted it. As the finishing touch, I unfolded the hood from my fist, found the front, and pulled it in place. Sling room description: There is a TV mounted from the ceiling playing gay porn. There is a table by the slings with lube, a couple of rolls of paper towels, and condoms. The lighting is not as dim as the maze, it's easy to see, except with the hood I was completely blinded. The moment the hood slid on, my other senses were electric. I relaxed. I put my arms behind my head in interlocked my fingers. The entry to the sling room is a U shaped, the hallway shows the sling room, but there are bars separating it, you have to walk to the right, then through the opening into it. I describe this in detail because with the hood on, I can see nothing but a glow from the television. The catch is that people walking to the right to enter the sling room, block the glow for a moment, then if they come to my sling it is blocked again for a moment. This makes it impossible to tell if anyone is walking near the sling room, or actually in it. Blinded, my ears come alive. I didn't notice the soft voices before but I can hear them now. Several conversations, talking about the cookout, the pool party, life, how horny they are. It's like I can almost keep up with multiple conversations at the same time, and time is the real variable here. I listen, I'm alone, naked, spread, inviting, hooded, a faceless stranger with a shaved clean hole. I can't tell if it's been 3 minutes or 20 minutes. I've seen the glow from the TV interrupted several times so I know guys are moving around. The sound from the Television isn't loud, but just loud enough to mask any footsteps. I hear the chains shifting to my left and know someone else is getting into a sling. Then I realized the sound of chains are doubled, guys are in both other slings now. Immediately, I hear grunts and groans. From the faint volume I guess the aren't the sling next to me but from the far one against the wall. As I hear the rhythmic clanking of the chains that indicate someone is being fucked, I think that to happen so soon after he got in, he must have been followed in. Like a couple that wanted to fuck while others were watching. I screwed up. While I was concentrating on the sounds and figuring out the scene unfolding to my left, I felt my sling move but didn't realize it was because someone had grabbed one of the chains. My chest feels a hand on it; at the same time, I feel a cock rub against my lubed hole. The guy is steadying the sling with one hand and rubbing his dick on my ass with the other. Initially, he's soft, but that changes quickly. I can feel him get stiffer and harder in just a few seconds. He stops running his cock head around my hole, steadies me with the one hand, centers on my exposed hole and pushes forward. Nothing happens for a second but pressure, then I relax the tension from the surprise just as he pushes again, and 3 or 4 inches of a pretty thick cock invade me. I feel the familiar burn because it's been a while since I was fucked. I will myself to keep relaxed and push out slightly as he withdraws and pushes in again. In two strokes, he's balls deep in me, and he's not long but pretty thick. He pauses for a brief moment and starts pushing and pulling on the chains, sliding my tight hole up and down on his shaft. I hear a noise and realize it's me, groaning loudly and then notice my hands are going numb. I had instinctively gripped harder when he first touched me and my hands were letting me know I needed to loosen my own grip. He has already got a steady tempo fucking me, but as I relaxed my hands and my hole loosened up, he started fucking me harder. I was lost in the sensation. He was hitting my prostate. People were watching. I was being fucked wide and deep by a guy I couldn't see. And while thinking of this all of my thoughts kept getting jumbled up by the thick cock that was pounding in my guts. As quickly as I could, I centered myself on his dick. His steady rhythm helped and I started tightening up my hole on every outstroke. He noticed the difference because he sighed and didn't change pace, but began fucking me harder. I knew that by pulling my legs back, the sling would tilt up towards him so I began pulling them back with his timing, and kept clenching my hole down on every outward stroke. I imagined that this should feel like a fist gripping his shaft. I heard his breathing change, subtly at first, then more noticeable. He was grunting, sighing, his air intake getting more ragged. I kept clenching my hole, trying to clench harder though the way he was stretching my hole I wasn't sure I could keep it up. I pulled my legs harder, forcing my ass against him and taking every inch he had. It worked. "FUCK." he hissed and I felt his dick jerk as he emptied into me. He slowed but didn't stop fucking me but it felt different. There was suddenly no friction and I knew from experience that his cum was acting as lubricant. He stilled, shuddered a couple of times, making sure his balls were completely empty, slapped my chest twice, thanked me, pulled out leaving me panting heavy, trying to tighten my expanded hole to keep his load from leaking out.

Hey Guys. Have a buddy that is a vers bottom. He needs a room to rent. He wants it in the Wheaton, Silver Spring, Aspen Hill area. He is a total slut and wants to live with the same. He likes 1 on 1 3ways and groups. Loves breeding and getting bred. He said he would pay rent and his ass is available 24/7. Hit me up if interested. He is getting out of a relationship and needs a place soon. Serious.

What follows is true. This happened about 3 weeks ago (November 2014). Enjoy. I did. I am 22, 5'7, 120 pounds. I am bisexual, but only in the sense that two or three times a year I find myself craving cock enough to "go through with it." My first hookup was when I was several years earlier. I connected with a 30 year old guy through gay.com. We got together and he ruined me in his car. From that point on it was only a matter of time, I guess. I have long been a member of A4A, and until recently I thought that was the only place to look for dirty minded 40+ top daddies, who are, to be honest, my top interest. I like being treated like a boy slut by men old enough to be my father. I had met a few here and there, enough to learn how to properly shave my entire body, to fast for two days before sex, how to clean myself out perfectly. I even managed to find a 65 year old who lived a few miles from me and became, until recently, a regular fuck buddy, but a few weeks ago, after reading a story on breeding.zone, I decided to give BBRT a try. At first I wasn't sure if I should really put myself out as it seemed as if most of the guys were poz, but then the flood of older men in my area wanting to push their bare cocks into me kept me coming back. One guy in particular caught my attention, and led to the story that follows. Again, I have made no embellishments. This is true. We exchanged messages for a couple weeks. He was 50 whereas I was 22. I'm certain looking back that I must have been a cut of fresh meat on BBRT - skinny smooth twinks who love older tops, bareback sex, anonymous connections, glory holes, groups, and, what I now know caught his attention, stealth role-play. While I am by no means a bugchaser as the word 'stealth' might lead you to believe, I do go absolutely wild when I imagine a total stranger filming me as I take his condom covered cock up up my ass, only to have him take it off and 'force' me down and pump his cum deep in my ass while I beg him not to. My second fantasy is to meet a total stranger who has, without my knowledge, posted an ad online for anonymous tops to come fuck 'his boy'. Finally, I get off on the idea of being filmed doing any and all these things. I told him all this. I didn't know it at the time, but I as I wrote to him I was writing my own story. I had planned the hookup for weeks, even before I met him. I knew what I wanted and I knew I would find it. The only question was 'Who did I think could get me closest to making my fantasies come true?' This guy, however, fit the bill perfectly. He wrote me as if from his first message I was his boy, showing me photographs of another twenty-something year old guy for whom he had arranged a bareback gang bang. He also had a studio-quality video camera and also mentioned a small 'dungeon' in his basement, but it seemed as if he wanted to keep it for a surprise as he didn't provide any photographs. He did, however, show me his perfect seven inch cock. Had he been any bigger I might not have gone through with it as I've been fucked enough times to know that I can't handle much more than a seven inch dick. The rest of the package was equally appealing: he was a leather daddy type, not quite a biker but bald with a goatee, slightly stocky sporting a shaved cock and balls. I get off on that. He offered to host a week in advance, which made it the following Friday, instructing me to show up at 8:00 PM. He also told me to do exactly as he said, and in exchange for which he would "Make your wildest fantasies come true." I remember when he first said those words I made sure to tell him that if he ever did invite total strangers to use me, they would have to use condoms. He could fuck me bare, and I would take his load anywhere he wanted to put it, but I was clear headed at the time and drew a line between fantasy and reality. I don't remember exactly what he said but whatever it was, it worked. Now let me preface this by saying I would never list "party" in a hookup ad because of what I think it implies. There are too many people who are hardcore into things like tina for me to feel comfortable with associating myself with that group. However, on this particular occasion I had procured a healthy amount of molly from a friend, and had every intention of rolling my way through the best raw fucking of my life. I took two points before I got in the shower, and an hour later, as I was finishing up, I started to realize just how much fun I was about to have. I spent some time playing with my hole, making sure I was ready. I probably enema to an unhealthy extent, but it's critical to me that I am as clean on the inside as a human being can be. Finally finished, and pushing those last minute jitters out of my mind, I ate two more points, tucked six more into my sock, and hopped into the car. His house was in the suburbs of Denver, not too far but remote enough that no one would care what went on there. He opened the door and pulled me inside by the back of my neck. He was smoking a cigar. I was trembling uncontrollably. The molly had set in and I knew in a matter of minutes I would be doing some of the dirtiest things imaginable. "Good boy" he said, as he lead me down a dark staircase into a room flooded with red light. What I saw was entirely new to me. I have never been to a bathhouse or sex club, but after spending a night in this man's basement, maybe that isn't true. The room was about 20x20. Carpeted. The first thing that caught my eye was a large camera on a tripod in the corner. I had never seen a camera that large before. In the center of the room was a very nice king size bed. Other than two side tables that I'm sure were only there to hold the lube, condoms, and handcuffs I saw, the room was empty, but felt complete. This place was made for forbidden sex. "Strip," he ordered as he left me in the center of the room, returning to the tripod. I obeyed as he asked "What are you going to do tonight?" "Anything you tell me to." "Anything?" I hesitated for a moment, still unsure of what I had gotten myself into. "Yes." Just as I finished taking off the last of my clothes, he pulled out his phone with a devious looking grin, took a photo of me, and sent what was either a lengthy text message or many short ones. [Master filming his boy take loads in private dungeon NOW] My little boy needs cum from total strangers. Perfect hole. Send face and cock for daddy. PLAY ALONG.

So I'm hooking up with someone who I thought was going to fuck me. Once I agreed, he's now saying that he is a no limits pig - and he wants my poz load. So now my plans are shifting. I texted back that my idea of no limits pig means that I'm more in charge of him now. If he wants my load he'll get it - along with piss and maybe even a fist pushing my load deeper into his guts. Any other insights or input about no limits pigs? A lot of them seem to have actual limits when we start to play. Thanks.