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"I Saved It For You!"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—August, 2023 After my meeting with GaryM I was sated. All that fucking and rimming had left me totally spent from the strength of my orgasm. So much so, that it was three days before I went off in search for more sex. I didn’t go far, only to the local bookstore. I wanted something as different as possible—just to suck some cock. So how did almost every man in the place know that that’s what I wanted…? I am in the straight theatre, off to the side and sitting against the wall. The cocksucker’s seat is taken—and the guy in it has a man in his mouth. I jerk to the fairly good video and wait to see who might want to play. I feel a movement behind me at my shoulder. I turn slightly. A very handsome white man, in his late 50’s, is standing there, his thick cock out and hard. I have never seen him before. He doesn’t even ask, he just moves his thick slab of meat nearer my mouth. How did he know? I open wide and take him to the root. He groans and begins fucking my face. When he slows down, I hold onto the base of his cock and get my tongue work started. He likes this a lot and murmurs encouragement. The guy across the aisle is so turned on he has taken his cock all the way out of his jeans—and shoots a load on the linoleum. I let go of the man in my mouth, but he doesn’t resume the face fucking. He let’s me do what I want—which is to lick his very hairy balls. They aren’t big, but I love the flavor of a slight sheen of sweat from the hot August afternoon. I go back up to his cock. He is acting like he’s close. I swirl my tongue around his cock head—and he begins to shake. He is having a body wracking orgasm—but he doesn’t shoot any jizz at all. He thanks me and takes off. I have never seen him again. Lots of other men in the room leave for a bit, including the guy in the cocksucker’s seat. I grab my water bottle and relocate. I stroke. The young Latino guy who loves to have me fuck him (with a condom) arrives. He sits in a chair near me. He starts removing his pants and shirt. The last time I had seen him I was surprised that he was wearing lacy pink panties. Today he has a full outfit, a crop top and crotchless panties under a short, short skirt. He leans over the seat directly in front of me and tells me he wants my dick in his ass. I am not feeling it today (for a couple of reasons.) He turns and sticks his rather thick uncut cock in my mouth to get me interested. I suck. I work his cock with my tongue, working back his foreskin. He is amazed—for suddenly he is unloading in my mouth. He can’t believe it. He gets dressed to go find more dick in the arcade. A hot 30-something comes in. He is white and gym built. He is followed by the large Black guy who has whored out young men for everyone’s pleasure. I spend the next 30 minutes, jerking as the two eye each other. Dicks come out. Gym Built is hung big. They stroke. But don’t touch. Forever. And then, GB is on his knees servicing the Black top. They like the attention from the rest of the room as we watch them—until suddenly they don’t and take it to a private booth. I go next door to the gay theatre. I am alone here for a moment, or so I think. But I missed a man in the dark corner behind the door. He emerges once I’ve sat down and pulled out my cock. I have seen him here many times—and played a few. He is Black, with a thick build. His cock is very thin and long. I know I have had it in my mouth at least once, but he is mostly voyeur. Not today. Without a word he sticks his semi hard cock in my mouth. He groans. His dick is so thin I take it easily all the way down. “Fucker…” he whispers. He begins to pump it into me. I must have arrived in the room just as he was getting ready to shoot. He is on a mission to cum down my throat. He grabs my ears and fucks himself into my mouth. My hand comes up and touches his balls, which are almost disappearing into his body, they are pulled up so tightly. That does it. With a loud groan he shoots. He is like a faucet, not spurts, but the tap is just turned on and I get a mouthful of cum. “Swallow it.” As if I ever spit. I swallow. He let’s me clean his cock until there is not a trace of jizz left on it… * I am alone for a bit. But the porn is good. I take a drink from my water bottle. It seems to not wash the last load out of my mouth, but to reactivate the flavor of his jizz. I swallow more. Two men come in. One is a Latino I have never met. He is wearing a tight tee that is showing off incredibly big pecs. The other is a rather dumpy young man I have played with quite often here when I am in the mood I am in this afternoon. The Latino sits in the chair closest to me. The other guys leans against the far wall and watches us. “Some dick you got.” says the Latino. He is no more than 35. He actually pulls off his tee revealing his magnificent chest. He tosses it on the floor, stands up and unzips. His shorts drop to his running shoes. He sits on the chair, naked, but for the shorts around his ankles and his shoes. His cock is hard. And thick. And uncut. He manhandles it a bit. “Help me out?” he asks. I go to my knees. I really have to work on covering my teeth he’s so thick. Me moans—and strokes my cropped hair, telling me he likes my mouth. I work harder. There is a lot foreskin to keep working back, so I can lick his sensitive cockhead. Now he is groaning. I think he’s close. “Let me suck yours.” I stand up. I am happy to get my cock in this hot man. He gives me some really good head. Suddenly, he pulls off me grunting and groaning. He’s shot, I’m sure of it. But he is not splattered with his seed. Nor is the floor. “I saved it for you.” I kneel—and his foreskin is filled, ballooned with his jism. I take him in my mouth and peel back all that skin. The cum runs out on my tongue. I think I might shoot myself as I lick up every drop. He pulls up his shorts the moment I am done, grabs and shirt and leaves. I am still on my knees, in a slight daze. The dumpy looking guy steps up. He’s been jerking to the scene. “Quick, I have a four-day load here for you.” I get him into my mouth, just as he empties into me. He just keeps cumming. Massive. I shoot myself, splattering the floor between his tennis shoes… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "I Saved It For You!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 18, 2023 -
Uncut guys, do you like a cock sucker to clean your dirty foreskin?
Guest posted a topic in Cocksucking Discussion
So I'd love to have a top let his uncut dick get good and ripe then have me smell and clean it for him. Like really make me take it all in before he fucks my throat with no mercy. It seems impossible to find this tho. So I'm wondering uncut tops out there is this hot to you or am I barking up the wrong tree? -
Grabbing my keys and wallet I got out of the car and crossed the short parking lot and entered the bathhouse. The smell of sweat and man greeted my nose and my heart beat rose. This was my third time coming here and I was still nervous. The same old guy as the other times was sitting behind the counter, a bit skinny for my tastes but he had this huge uncut cock that always seemed to be dripping a bit of precum on the seat of the stool het sat on. “Welcome back, enjoy the party” he told me as I passed over my money and got my wristband and key. I thought this odd as the last 2 times he didn’t even speak to me, just sort of grunted and took my money. As I entered I looked around but didn’t see any notices. Maybe because today is Sunday I thought. The other times I had stopped by on Saturday night since I figured it would be the busiest then and I could have the most fun watching guy and jerking off. I made it a point to not actually do anything I was strictly a voyeur; I loved watching the guy getting fucked and sucking. It was like live action Treasure Island, I could never think of joining in but loved to watch the bottom with their eyes in a cum craze as they took a load. I went to my locker took off my shorts and tank top and wrapped my towel around my waist. Looking in the mirror I smiled thinking I was adorable. I’m 6 foot 1, dark hair with a nice furry body, the only thing I never liked was that my cock didn’t seem to match, it was a decent 6 and a half inches and uncut but still, on me it look smaller due to my big frame. Shaking my head I proceeded to walk out and into the main area of the bathhouse. The doors on either side of me were open and about half had occupants, most bottoms playing with toys and moaning as they worked their holes, a couple in them had guys fucking. I noticed that a lot of the guys seemed older and closer to the age of the doorman then the last time I was here. Seems the average age was at least 45, plus unlike on Saturday there was a lot more body hair, which was fine with me I love furry guys. I decided to start in the steam room to relax first before I went in search of something hot to watch. Seems fate liked me since when I entered there was about 5 guys already there and one was getting a blow job. Again they all seem at least 10 years older than me, at least 45 and most seems like 50 or 60. They all had hairy white body hair matted to them, sweat dripping down. I sat opposite the show and started to get hard, the steam doing its work relaxing me. I tilted my head back and breathed deep. I noticed the bench shit a bit and look and saw that one of the other guy had moved over at sat next to me. He was damn sexy, not my usual type, probably around 65 but muscled and covered in trimmed white fur with a goatee, looked like classic construction worker hottie. He ran his hand through his wet hair and I saw a deeply furred pit and my cock twitched. He caught me looking and smiled giving his towel a squeeze around what seemed to be a rather impressive cock. In one motion he flipped open his towel revealing my guess had been right. There not even fully hard was a thick, uncut, cock at least 7 inches and grow. The head had just started to poke out from the hood. He grabbed my hand and lead it to his stiffing cock and I began to stroke him, feeling it become slick with sweat, steam, and the most precum I had ever seen. This was not in my plan I never get involved I just watch but damn I do love big cocks. The gentleman trusting in my control lean back and then as if knowing it would get me put his hands behind his head exposing his pits and he leaned back and moaned. I was still nervous about doing anything too risky when I felt the bench shift and noticed that one of the other occupants had come over as well. This guy was really not my type, must have been about 70 and very thin, I like meat on my guys, but I am also polite so it is hard for me to really reject anyone. I felt him loosen my towel with his hand and exposed my cock, standing straight up out of my black furry bush, precum at the tip. Before I could stop him his mouth was on me sucking it hard and fast. His tongue swirled around the head and slithered down and lick my balls when he deep throated me. I lost my rhythm with the hot muscle daddy, but he didn’t seem to mind, His hand came over and started working my nipples and then stroking my hair. I found it oddly reassuring as the guy sucked me harder and harder. I leaned back with my eyes closed and enjoyed the feelings. The guy sucking me lifted off for a second and removed a bottle from his waist band and took two big inhales before diving back down. I had never done poppers before but from my porn watching I knew what they were. Muscle daddy reached over and snagged the bottle , bringing it to his own nose he inhaled twice and I watched the look of lust come harder into his eyes and his cock gave a jump and precum leaked down. I stared into his eyes as he brought the bottle to my nose and held one nostril closed, staring me down I inhaled my first hit of poppers….then my second…..then my third….. the bottle did not move away until I have taken four hits on each side. My head was spinning and me body felt tingly. The guy sucking my cock stopped, the poppers had made my cock go soft, much to my embarrassment. It was short lived though, since muscle daddy smiled and told me not worry there are lots of thing to do beside that. His hand drifted down and touched my fucked holed and started rubbing it in circles. I moaned and pushed down a bit letting his finger enter me. I must have guess right about his profession because his finger was rough and calloused feeling in my tender hole. I had only been fucked once or twice so I was pretty tight. The skinny guy brought the bottle to my nose again as construction daddy worked my hole. 4 more hits and he slipped another finger in. I was feeling amazing and wanted more. Which is of course when it hit me what I was doing. In a startled panic I sat up wrapped my towel around me and swayed to the door. A little unsteady on my feet from the poppers and left the steam room to get some fresh air. I expected them to say something but only heard what I thought was a knowing chuckle as the door swung closed behind me on a cloud of steam.
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I've always wished I were uncut. That might stem from the fact that the first porn I ever saw (in early adolescence) was when I was shopping with my mom and sisters and discovered a Playgirl's Men of Europe in a bin in the women's lingerie section of a department store. (It wasn't long before I wished I had managed to sneak the magazine home). All the guys were uncut in it and to me their dicks looks weird, mysterious and intriguing. But then I know guys who hated their foreskin so much that they've been circumcised as adults. What do you guys think - are you circumcised? Do you wish you had foreskin? Wish you could get rid of it?
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Don't you just love getting your tongue under that foreskin and sliding it around the cock head? It's one of my favorite aspects of sucking cock!
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It had to be done. He had to be done. We had chatted for ages, over a year, but the time was now. He was never closer than he was today. Barely 100 miles away, his pleas where as persistent as ever. He sent me his address and postcode. As I excitedly left the house, I stopped to pick up a few items which we would need. As I was driving along the M4 I was imagining what this boy-wolf was really like, and what his body would feel like against mine. What his ass would feel like around my cock. What his lips would feel like against mine. Would I be able to do it? Would I get there and fall in love with this half boy half animal creature? I had always said that, no matter what I felt for a boy, a job is a job. I thought I might struggle with this one as he was so very sweet with blond hair and a beautiful body. Thankfully I didn’t have to ponder long as my journey flew past. The time had come and it was now or never. I rang the bell and he buzzed me up. Upon opening the door to his flat I found him in the hallway awaiting me, naked and bent over – ready to accept what I, as his new Daddy, was going to give him. "Come on, Daddy. Get naked and breed my neg boy ass,” he offered as a greeting. Well, who was I to refuse? I never before undressed so quickly. He was still bent over, hands down by his ankles. It could not have been an easy position to maintain, but I wanted to survey the soon-to-be-damaged goods. I felt his perky nipples, covered in a light dusting of blond hair. I ran my fingers through his lovely head of blond hair. I sniffed his arm pits, noting he had, as directed, neither washed nor used deodorant. I inspected his boy cock, all shaven, as per my instructions. I licked under his foreskin finding his cock head decidedly cheesy, as specified. I was in heaven, and he was no less pleased as he moaned in approval. It was time to stop teasing him, and get on with the task. I stood up behind him; he could feel the cold steel of my big PA up against his ass cheek. I gobbed up a load of spit and rubbed it on my dick, and also put just a little bit on his arse. When I impaled him he had to know about it. I didn’t want it to be too easy for him. I was there for a reason, after all, a reason he sought. He wanted to be pozzed. He wanted to submit his body to the ravages of my bug. HIV, the disease they all try to avoid, yet he wanted it. And I was the chosen one. He had had poz cock in his neg ass before this occasion, but he had played safe. But this time he chose me to be his poz daddy. Who was I to argue? No-one understands the immense feeling you get as a poz top when you slide your cock raw into a neg bottom boy. And this one knew what he was getting. Admittedly, sometimes it is eve more fun when the bottom does not know, and, when shooting a toxic load into such a bottom, I inwardly chuckle to myself thinking of the bottom "You have no idea what’s just happened to you. You have no idea of the damage I’ve just done to you – but you will wonder for the rest of your life, ‘who pozzed me?’. Yes, you will remember me for a very long time.” This boy, however, had sought my special gift for a very long time, and would certainly remember how I, in having my way with his ass, had changed the course of his life. Even more clear, when I had done the evil deed, I was taking him to be tattooed. We had the design ready, all we needed was the result. The poz result. HIV+. The big bad love bug. I slammed by raw cock deep into him. He almost lost his footing, it certainly took his breath away. Right in to the balls. I could sense his heart beating fast, and also feel his ass clamp down on my dick. Yeah, he knew what he wanted, and I would make sure this time he was going to get it, by fair means or foul, depending on one’s perspective. Neither of us was going to last long at this rate. I slammed my toxic dick deep in and out, my balls truly banging his ass. I was going to give this bottom his first unrubbered poz load, which iswhat I did in shooting a bigger load into his hole than I ever recall having shot into any other bottom. I fucking thought I might lose consciousness as a consequence of the orgasm. It was that hard. Without touching his dick he came at the same time, of course blowing his load all over the floor. I held his ass cheeks together as I pulled out, wanting to keep my toxic seed in the boy’s neg ass. Turns out, my dick was covered in his blood. I had obviously done some damage. I presented myself for him to clean. Initially he baulked, but a swift knee to the gut told him that was an error. He licked my cock, and on the first go-around his tongue was covered in shit and blood. That was more like it. I told him he could go and lay on the bed, that I would be in shortly. I retrieved a little something from my shirt pocket, went into the bathroom, locked the door and sat on the commode. Using a hand towel, I tied off my arm and took out the insulin syringe I had carried into the bathroom. I found the vein as they do at the clinic, and pulled out 50ml of blood. Good healthy toxic blood. I pulled the needle out, capped the tip, wiping my arm with some toilet roll. Then I went out to find him. He wasn’t expecting this so I told him to close his eyes, explaining I had a surprise for him. He lay on the bed, looking so sweet, eyes closed and in a post-fucked euphoria. I remarked he looked cute, but he was to keep his eyes shut. Boy, was he gonna get it. Uncapping the needle I walked over to him, picked up his hand and played with it, syringe in my mouth. I felt-up his arm and found his vein. BINGO! I took the syringe in my right hand and slid it straight in. Yeah, he jumped but it was too late. He opened his eyes and had a look of horror on his face. There in his arm was a needle full of toxic blood and he knew it. There was no turning back. He asked me why, I told him it was the best way. He looked at me and grinned and said “I’m glad, can I do the honours?” I replied "Feel free, press the plunger and change your life forever.” He looked at me, and, placing his fingers on mine, we jointly pushed down the plunger on the syringe. Soon enough, all my toxic blood was in him. There was no doubt. He was now my bugboi. Time to book the tattooist.
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Has anyone ever toutured and humiliate a boy (18+) by forcing him to walk around in public nude, hands tied, and with his foreskin retracted? That’s what I’m looking to do, but I need advice on what to use to hold the foreskin back? Any ideas! Maybe a clothespin? Any help greatly appreciated??
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Submissive bottom looking for extremely aggressive hung tops to tear into this hole
