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Lookin to fulfill a long-time fantasy of having a group of well endowed (more length than girth if I'm choosy) to take turns using my ass and mouth, would love to have pics or video of me getting loads. Like to party and turn into the submissive white boy that's here to worship big black cock, and have the cum drip down my ass and chin, no strings anonymous and no reciprocation necessary but not denied either do what you want with me and move on. Open to idea's off Cheshire ridge in Atlanta Need a host or a spot where can meet and I can posted for use. -
Hey guys - I have a fuck buddy that wants me to be ready to take his raw cock practically on demand. Meaning no arrangements or notice until he texts me and I prob have an hr at most. To complicate it further, I’m fucking him on the DL from my hubby so i can’t clean out at my place. Looking for a quick solution cleanse that could be done in a restroom. My FB understands that with such short notice I won’t be completely clean which he is cool with. I already take Pure for Him and use Metamucil daily. Earlier this week it got messy and he couldn’t finish. Sorry if this is a gross topic but I felt this forum would be a great place to get some input. Thanks
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This might seem a bit personal to some people, but who all here is in the closet, DL, out, etc.? Obviously I'm speaking of your sexuality, not our kinks. ? It's more out of curiosity. Don't answer if you don't want to (obviously) but also don't be afraid to share your stories here (whatever direction you swing). No judgment.
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I'm still not sure how this happened? I'm an older guy. I'm a definite whore. But I have a belly and I'm far from my prime. Still, occasionally something like this happens and I'm wondering how in the world it could happen to me at my time of life? A few days ago, I was in London. I was on the Underground train. Coming back to my hotel from the West End of London around the evening commute time. The trains were quite full. I got on and took the only vacant seat in that car. It was directly across from a very, very tall, slender black man in his mid 40's. He was reading the evening newspaper. I could only see part of his face over the newspaper that he held. But what I noticed first were his unbelievably long fingers. His fingers were at least twice the length of mine. For some reason, those long, long, long, slender fingers were really a turn on to me. Then I took a look down at his shoes. Holy Shit! Monster sized feet. His newspaper was covering his crotch, so I couldn't see any signs of a bulge, but his huge feet and hands had me lusting after him. He glanced up from his newspaper to see me checking him out. He gave me a smile as he caught me. Then he lowered one of his hands from the newspaper and rubbed his crotch a bit. I could make out a sizable bulge in his black, business suit slacks. I'm sure I was blushing a bit at being caught by him. But he didn't seem to mind. We got to the Victoria Station Underground and a huge number of people got off the train. I then moved over to take the seat next to him, that had been vacated. As I sat next to him, he gave me another warm smile. "How's it going", he asked? "Good, thanks", I replied. "American. Your accent gives you away", he laughed. "Yes. And I'd like to apologize for our asshole President", I joked. He laughed loudly and gave me a broad smile. "I saw you looking at my paper. Want to look at part of my paper? Or do you want to look at anything else?", he said with a wink and again quickly rubbed his crotch, just a bit. "I'll take a look at anything you want to show me", I said with a smile. "Where are you headed?" he asked. "Back to my hotel at the next stop", I replied. "Hmmm........ Want some company for a bit?" he asked. "I'd love it", I replied. We soon pulled up to the station that I needed to get off. He followed me out the train car and up the steps to the station. Once we were outside and on the sidewalk, strolling to the hotel, we began to chat some small talk. Where I'm from? What brings me to London? Why I come there so much? Etc. My hotel was just around the corner from the Underground Station, so we were quickly riding up the lift to my floor. Once inside the door he grabbed me and pushed me to my knees. Taking the back of my head, he pulled me to his crotch. "This what you want, Queer boy?" "Mmmmm Hmmmm....." was all I could mutter with his crotch pressed hard against my face. He walked around me to the bed. He sat down and kicked off his shoes. Then stood and dropped his pants. Tossing them into the corner. He wasted no time in taking off his shirt and underwear. He was soon standing there, naked, except for his black socks, stroking his now growing cock. OMG! My inclination was right. His cock, now only just partially hard was HUGE! Like his fingers, his cock was long and slender. Right now, it appeared to be about 9"s. And it was still growing. I quickly stripped off my own clothes and grabbed the lube and poppers that I had sitting on the desk. I dropped to my knees. I'm not particularly a "foot guy", but I found his extra long fingers to be a turn on, I wanted to see his toes and bare feet as well. I pulled both his socks off. Indeed, his toes were long. His huge feet and toes were such a turn on I took one foot to my mouth and licked this toes and the underside of his foot. He loved me behaving like a sub, worshiping my black God. I licked and sucked every one of his toes. "Faggot likes to worship black guys? Huh?" "Yes, sir", I said as I licked the balls of his giant foot. He had been stroking his cock. It had grown even longer and thicker as I looked up to his cock. "Suck me, Faggot. I know you want my black dick". I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck, lick and worship this black beauty. He had a long, loose foreskin covering his cock head. I sucked on his foreskin. He loved that. I took as much as I could down my throat. I sucked on his smooth, low hanging balls. Then he lifted his legs and showed me his beautiful, puckered black asshole. I dove for it and lapped my tongue on it as he moaned. I slid my tongue into his musky hole. Licking the insides of it. He's now really moaning and grinding his ass on my face. "Show me your ass, Faggot". I climbed up on the bed and knelt on the edge. I raised my ass and spread my cheeks to show him my white pussy hole. He spit on my ass and slapped his now rock hard cock on my hole. He spit a few more times on my hole and pushed the spit up into my hole with one of his long fingers. Then he put his big cock to my hole and spit on his cock a few times. I was sniffing poppers, like crazy. I wanted to be able to take his long, slender cock up inside me in one quick thrust. And that's exactly what he did. He pressed his cock to my hole and slammed into me in one, fast and smooth thrust. All of a sudden he was balls deep into me. I could feel his cock, buried deep inside me, pressing against my gut. I continued to sniff poppers as he now began to quickly slam into me. He was showing no mercy as his cock repeatedly assaulted my ass. He'd pull his cockhead all the way out of me, then slam all the way back into me. His tall, black frame slamming against my ass. The bed was slamming against the wall. I was grunting and begging him to fuck me. He was mostly silent, except for the occasional grunt or gasping for air as he repeatedly slammed into me. It didn't take more than 5 or 6 minutes before I felt him slam all the way into me and hold it there. He was silent, but I could feel his cock pulsating as he emptied his balls in my ass. Then as he quickly pulled from me, he let out a grunt. I turned and climbed off the bed, falling to my knees as I took his monster cock in my mouth and cleaned his cock of cum. "I've got to go. Wife and kids are waiting for me at home", he said, as he quickly began to dress. I grabbed the notepad and pen, next to the phone, and wrote my first name, email address, kik address and WhatsApp number on the paper and handed it to him. I wanted to make sure he had all the options to be able to reach me. "I come to London often. You can fuck me anytime I'm here", I said. "I fuck guys occasionally. Not very often. But, I was horny and needed to get off. That was a hot fuck. Yeah, I'd fuck you again", he said as he headed for my door. Then he quickly left my room. Letting the door slam shut behind him. A few hours later, he sent me a text on WhatsApp. "Here's my number. Let me know when you're back in town. I'm extremely DL. So, I'm trusting you to be discrete. But, I'd be up for fucking again". So glad to have his number, so I can let him know when I'm back in town. I'll never turn down the opportunity for a bbc like his. -
At one poinT in time, I heard there was a special night at a LA Bathhouse that a Bottom, such as I could be a Cumdump for either Black Men or Down Low Black Men. Does anyone have any answers? Does it still occur? slamandfukme@outlook.com
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NOT Mine, but too hot not to share here So, I'm a DL, mixed race, slender built cutie. My body is firm, but my ass is soft. I try not to, but I tend to cheat on my girlfriend with guys every now and then (I just crave dick sometimes ya know?). This was one of those times. I was thumbing through gay porn all day, my girlfriend hadn't put out in weeks, and all I could think of was sucking a cock. I downloaded grindr (again lol) and noticed a top close by. He was 29, black, a DL thug top. He was hot, okay?! He wanted some head and maybe to fuck me. He sent me a cock pic, and I went into slut mode immediately. It was about 8 solid inches, thick, uncut, just hairy enough to be sexy, and it curved just slightly downwards. At this point, I couldn't wait to taste it, but of course he couldn't host, and neither could I. After I sent him some pics of me from behind, he was craving me as much as I was craving him, so we agreed to meet in my apartment's basement/laundry room. I told my girlfriend I was grabbing a snack, and he was there in five minutes. I walked him down to the basement and he wasted no time yanking his pants and boxers down. Already half hard, dripping precum, I gave him one slow lick, from his balls to his cockhead. He tasted like sweat in the best way. That extra masculine, "you're sucking on a manly man's cock" flavor drove me wild, so I dove on the tip, licking, slobbering, bobbing up and down. His hot cock throbbed and grew in my mouth, and I started bobbing deeper and deeper. He grabbed a handful of my hair, put his other hand on the back of my neck, and started fucking my face with deep, merciless, animal strokes. I gagged hard, pulled off, spat on the tip and went back at it, sloppily enjoying it, trying as hard as I could to get my lips to touch his cock ring. We heard what sounded like somebody coming down, so we dipped a little further in the back near the water heaters and pipes and stuff. He didn't even pull his pants all the way up, so I got back on his delicious cock nice and quick. At this point, I just couldn't take it anymore (my jaw started to hurt, he wasn't quite ready to cum, and to be honest, I just had to feel it stretching my hole). I stood up, turned around, and yanked my pants down, sliding my ass up and down his lap. He got the message, grabbing my shoulder with one hand and his cock with the other, pointing it at my hole and nudging the tip in. I hadn't been fucked in months, so it was a tight squeeze. I sighed, loving that delicious, hot, slippery thickness trying to fuck it's way into me and took a deep breath. He slipped in, but it hurt so much I had to back off for a second. He impatiently slapped the tip on my hole a few times, spat on it, grabbed my hips, and started pushing again. Naturally, this drove me wild, and I pushed back, sliding down, down, down about half of his thick cock. He started gently fucking me with just half of it. I moaned, realizing just how much I missed feeling a dick sliding in and out of me while a top growled and groaned behind me. I pulled away for a second, then reached back and grabbed his hips. I slid all the way down, filling myself with the rest of his long, thick, lovely cock, until I was pressing him against the wall, wiggling my ass against him and taking him as deeply as possible. "Damn boy, you can take the whole thing?" With that, he grabbed my ass with both hands and started fucking, fucking, fucking me hard. I struggled to keep quiet as he used his whole dick to make it as difficult as possible. I bent over, grabbing some hanging pipes for support as he pounded away. He slammed in hard and I lost my grip, whimpering in absolute ecstasy. I thought I'd cum handsfree, it was that "why is it this good?!" kind of fuck. I braced myself against an old table, but it started making more noise than his hips and hands slapping my ass. He grabbed my wrists and yanked them back, impaling me on his cock, powerfucking me fast and deep. All I could do was breath out a long and slow "oh-oh-oh-oh fuh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uck ye-eh-eh-eh-ehssssss, fu-uh-uh-uh-uck meeeeeee...." as he hammered deep into me. One last deep slam and he stayed there, throbbing so hard I could feel it,sending shivers up my spine as he came hard. He stayed in me for a little while, but I just wasn't done yet. I slowly slid up and down his still hard cock, showing off my ass for him. I yanked my shirt up and bent over further, hands on my kneed, loving his thick length so much. His hand swept up my back, and he grabbed me by the waist, slowly fucking me again. Before we knew it, we picked up the pace again, me slamming my ass against him, meeting his every deep, deep thrust, trying to keep my moans quiet, him grunting and growling, hands all over me. Again, another hard, deep thrust, and again, that delicious throbbing feeling. He stayed in me, this time going soft. "Damn bruh, I never bust twice in a row..." All I could do was laugh and resist the urge to start sucking him again as he left. I was tingling all over for hours.
