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Wondering how many other furs happen to be dirty cum dumps? >: ) Created a group for us to hang out on so furs should join up...... https://www.breedingzone.com/group.php?groupid=242
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Barebacking is better in a fursuit. Been missing it these past few months. Best one, was at a fur con, Sunday afternoon and I've got a few hours before my flight. I've fucked a few boys over the weekend, all ones I knew, friends or friends of friends. Just wanted to get one last one in before I left, so I started hitting up all the telegram groups I could. Fine little piece of ass drops me a line, says he's in one of the groups I'm in. I immediately tell him I wanna dump a load bare in him and as if he's down for that. He says yeah. Doesn't ask any details, just wants a photo of my cock. It's thick and meaty, so yeah, he wants it, no questions. He asks if he can show up in his partial fursuit - just the head and paws - and if I can do the same. Very, very down for this. I put on my head and wait. In less than 10 minutes he's at my door. He's all over me and just lays down on the bed, grabbing his ankles and showing me his tailhole. It's already lubed and loose - definitely pre-used - and I'm balls deep on the first thrust. He's moaning and whimpering and begging for more. I just let him have it - all of what I've got left, until I've just completely emptied myself in him. I hold him down for a bit, putting load after load into him until I'm sure I don't have any more. I even pull out and give it a quick rub to make sure. He hugs me a bit and has me stay there with my cock in him for like five minutes, saying he loves how thick it is. He asks if he wants me to have him unmask now. I say no. He says he's gotta go - his boyfriend is waiting and doesn't know what he's run off to do - and thanks me for dumping a load in him. I wait until he's gone to pop my head off. I still have no idea who he is or what he looks like, and I fucking love it that way. It's now my preferred way at cons. Here's my room number, put on a head, show up and bend over. Don't wanna know anything about you except you want a big furry fox Dad breeding your hole. I even keep a couple extra fursuit heads around for those who don't bring their own. When the con circuit's back, gonna try and throw a party that way. Or at least operate a cum-n-go room. Anyone else feel this way?
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Just pumped a furry Jewish fucker's ass full of my pent up cum. On BBRT his profile said Sasquatch hairy or something. That bothers the shaved-smooth types but I didn't care. I still planted my face inbetween his hairy butt cheeks and sucked on his hairy fuckhole. He let out a big moan when my tongue went up his fuckhole. No cum to taste but my bet is his fuckhole gets used. His ass gave a nice firm bounce everything I pounded. Moaner too. And I noticed his Menorah and other stars and such out of the corner of my eye when pumping his ass so kinda hot knowing he's Jewish. Maybe that bothers some too but my dick was liking it. It was quick pump n dump. I bumped into the guy's neighbor again who had just started walking a dog and was just finishing that dog walk when I walked out the guy's door. Buddy said he hopes to see my dick again, and I bet I'll see his furry ass again!
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Opening a line to connect Fort Myers Florida brotherhood. What's going on out there. Me and partner new to the area. Share, share, share......the brotherhood......Both vers raunch pigs, one more top and other more bottom.
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Moderator's Note: Mark's story began in this thread https://breeding.zone/topic/33389-subverted-cum-whore/ “No Boss , please don’t cum in me. I don’t wanna be like you” were the last words I said before I felt his cock pulsing in my ass, depositing a load of toxic cum in my once neg hole. At the same time my own cock was spurting cum right own the throat of one of my former athletes as he sucked for all we was worth from his positon on the floor of the porn vid booth. Sweat dripped down my hairy body and the poppers in the air made me horny. Even after having shot my load. Without knowing it I was slowly rocking back on the cock that had just dealt me a huge blast of poz cum. I could feel it sliding in my hole. “Yeah wanted your hole for a long time” Boss said as his tongue thrust into my mouth and I sagged with the knowledge that I was just made into a poz cum whore. I felt disgust at being such an easy mark and hated myself for wishing there was another cock to take. Boss turn his attention back to his new boy and I pulled my jeans up and left. I could feel his filthy load trickling out fo my ass and I involuntarily clenched wanting to keep it in me. I sat in my truck for a while and thought about what I should do. I had always been safe and now I as turned…fuck it I thought and angled my truck out of the porn shop and drove down to the bathhouse. Might as well see how far I can go in one evening. I parked my tuck and ahead to the door. I had never been to this bathhouse before, there were two in the city. One where you went to have a good time and this one, where everyone ended up after they had worn out their good time. I took a couple deep breathes and slowly made my way to the door. When I opened the door I could already hear the sound coming from inside ,wet, and insistent. The guy behind the counter was my age and wore a wife beater and gym shorts, had a nice body and a bio hazard tattoo on his right shoulder. I felt my cock twitch. A sign behind the counter said that some event was going on. I paid my money for a locker and headed in. Before I lost my nerve and with the knowledge that I was already fucked, literally I made my way down that hall. The heat in the building was set to make you sweat. My bare feet slapped against the tile my chest hair matted down. I could feel the cum start to work out of my ass. A couple of the rooms were open as I walked by. The first one was an old guy at least 70, looking very thing and jerking on a cock while he huffed poppers and drooled down his chest. I was mesmerized by how emaciated he looked and how hard my cock was getting. My mind went right to all the time I spent working out. Making my body as perfect as I could. All the energy spent sculpting….was I going to do this. Had I put all that time in just to have it take and end up like this guy? I finally lifted my eyes from his thin drool cock and saw him gesture for me to come in…my feet moed of their own accord and I couldn’t stop it. When I got close I could see even more how bad off he was. He even had what looked like a sore around his mouth. His spidery hand reach up and tore the towel form my waist. He turned me around and with the slightest pressure bent me over. I could feel his hot breath on my hole making me twitch. He passed me the bottle of poppers and just as I took my first hit he dove in. sucking and licking at my hole. “Fucking slut there is cum in this hole. Dirty filthy whore, I’m going to enjoy wrecking you” Tears formed at my eyes as he continued ravaging my hole. Sticking his bony finger in. “Get that ass on the bed, time to refill that cumdump “ Powerless I got on the bed my ass directly at him, my face to the door. Sweat beaded down my back and I felt the unknown wraith of a man get behind me and spit on my hole. Shoving one, two, three fingers deep and scraping the sides. “Here it cums fucker, gonna give you some of my DNA. Gonna load you up with my high viral load and turn you into what you need to be” My head sank down and I hit the poppers 3 more times while his cock slid in my worn out hole. I heard moaning and some begging for poz cum before I knew it was me. A group had formed at the door and were now watching. All the men at the door were heavily tatted. “Wow that is the first time I have seen anyone take James’s cock, I didn’t think anyone wanted the bug that bad” Finally I felt him lunge deep and shudder as his toxic cum dribbled into my ass. As soon as he was done I got up and quickly made my way to the door only to feel the hands of the watch grab my arms. I wanted out, I wanted to get home and hit the clinic up and get the morning after pill. A bottle was placed to my nose and I involuntarily inhaled, my will crumbled as 5 hits of poppers rushed into my system and was guided to the back area, and placed over a leather fuck bench. My hands were tied down and a strap was placed over my back. I moaned as the first cock entered my ass and knew this was only the beginning of the nights events……
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I've always known Kent was trouble. Once upon a time he was dating one of my exes. He was handsome as all get out--dark haired, great smile and eyes, nice lean body--and he was just as stupid as he was good looking. I knew exactly why Dylan had fallen for him, because every time I'd seen him, I had to make an effort not to make a fool of myself over him. I think he liked making me squirm a little by almost flirting with me with his boyfriend around. About his only talent in the world was using his looks to get what he wanted, and he did that really well. Fortunately for Dylan, they broke up pretty quickly. Kent could never hold down a job, and there were a couple of DWI arrests, and some trouble about other substances. Nobody talked about Kent once he and Dylan were over, and I completely lost track of him. There's a heavily wooded park near me where guys cruise. I don't fool around there because being on my knees in the bushes is not my idea of a good time. I prefer to kneel on carpet, cement, or just about anything else that doesn't conceal thorns. Still, I wander through the cruisy parts because it's a turn on, and who knows, maybe something too good to resist will be there. I was there one weekend at the start of good weather when I saw a guy I knew as a regular jogger veer off the path about 20 yards ahead. He was a short blond, not handsome, but I knew he was very fit because he always ran shirtless. Smooth, defined, late 20's. He definitely qualified as too good to resist. When I got to the place he'd turned off the trail, I followed into an opening in the brush. We were near the river, and I guess the sound of the water was enough to disguise the sound of my approach. Blondie had his back to me, and I could tell by the movement of his right elbow that he was jacking his cock. His attention was fixed on two guys who were fucking up against a tree. The bottom was a skinny little hispanic kid of the barely legal category, whose ass was thrust backwards as he braced himself with outthrust arms against the oak. He was whimpering in the kind of soft way that total bottoms have when they are excited and scared and don't want it to stop. The top, of course, was Kent. I'd never seen him naked, though I had imagined it. His jeans were down around his ankles, and a red tank was pulled up behind his head. He had the firm pecs I remembered, big dark nipples, and plenty of black hair down his chest and tight belly. His legs were furry and so was his ass, which looked amazing everytime he thrust. I stepped behind a bush, hiding myself as much as possible. I knew that I wanted to run down there and join in, but this was just a little too weird for me. Kent looked up and saw blondie. He beckoned to him, and I felt a pang of jealousy as the runner walked over. Kent pulled the kid away from the tree and turned him to face blondie. The kid had a thick piece of dark meat that was half hard. Without any instructions, blondie knelt down and began to suck it. The kid was panting now. "Feel good, baby?" I heard Kent say. The kid moaned. Kent nuzzled his ear and said, "You want it, don't you? You want it now, don't you, baby?" I think I heard the kid whimper, "Please." Kent leaned back and began to fuck like a piston. The kid was panting, and I don't know how blondie dealt with the force of that cock in his mouth everytime Kent hit home. It didn't take long before Kent grunted "Here it comes!" The kid stiffened up but Kent wrapped an arm around his chest and held him close as he began to shake and shudder. His hips were bucking and I knew that he was fucking his load up the kid's ass. The kid was twisting half-heartedly, like he wanted to get away, but Kent had him pinned. Blondie was still on his knees, sucking away and jacking himself. "Ease up, man," Kent said. "Save it for our little buddy here." He pulled out of the kid's ass, and began to turn the bottom boy around. In the moment before blondie stood up, I saw Kent's cock, long, thick and slick, standing straight out from his groin. The kid was protesting feebly, but Kent was encouraging him as blondie slid in. That was when I ran away. Of course I went home and immediately beat off thinking about what I had seen. I beat off a second time a few hours later, still unable to get the images out of my head. Hot charming Kent was fucking ass, fucking it bare and clearly having a hell of a good time doing it. Getting anyone to do what he wanted was his specialty. And I lay on my bed, hard and horny and terrified that I wanted him to do it to me. I jerked off a third time. On the following Saturday I went to the park again. I knew that what I wanted was to see Kent again. I didn't. I did see the hispanic kid, feeding his dick to another twinkie. But when I went home and jerked off, I was thinking about Kent. On Sunday, I hit the park once more. I was really horned up and I ended up sucking off a guy in his forties who I'd never given the time of day before. When we were through, I'd scraped up my knees and I was still horny, and I felt like an idiot. What I really wanted was to feel like was Kent's whore. I went home and jerked off to a couple of bareback sites. The next Saturday I was back at the park like clockwork. After stumbling around the wooded paths determined that I was going to find Kent, I found blondie from week one. I followed him off the trail and in a few minutes I was banging his thick, short cock against my tonsils. All I could think about was Kent, even as he came down my throat. I knew I was in a bad place, because normally I would have been very happy about scoring with this guy, and I was pretty indifferent to his compliments afterward and his comments about how we'd have to get together someplace else so he could fuck me. He gave me his phone number. I went home and jerked off thinking about Kent. As the next weekend drew near, I promised myself that I would do anything else but go to the park. I had an idea that I would catch the train out of town and go somewhere, anywhere that I wouldn't find myself cruising for Kent. Then, on Friday night I came home, and Kent was sitting on the steps of my building. He stood up as I crossed the street and held out his hand. "Good to see you, buddy," he said, turning on the full-wattage, knee-weakening smile. "Third time in a month!" There was no pretending. I knew he must have seen me in the park, and more than once. My heart-pounding, I invited him in. I was on my knees as soon as the apartment door closed. I knew what I wanted and what I was doing and that was that. Eventually we made our way to the living room and I knelt between his legs, sucking his cock while he drained a beer. It was thick and heavy in my mouth and his salty pre-cum seemed endless, the product of a piece of meat designed for sex. Kent would ruffle my hair as I sucked him. "Keep your eyes on my face, baby," he murmured. "Let me see you like it." I was fully clothed, my cock hard in my slacks. Kent wouldn't let me grope myself. "You're hot enough already, baby." I was panting and slick with sweat. He told me how he had seen me at the park. The first time watching him fuck, and then after blondie. "Didn't look like you were having a good time, babe," he said. "That wasn't what you really needed." Eventually, he pulled me gently off his cock. "Go get cleaned up for me, baby," he said. When I was done I found him in the bedroom, naked now and still hard. He came and stood behind me, rubbing his cock against my ass, up and down the crack. "You liked what you saw at the park, didn't you, baby," he whispered. "Did you want it to be you?" I nodded and pushed my ass back against his cock. "You've wanted it a long time, haven't you?" I moaned. His entry was long and slow. I knew he could be rough, but his idea of conquest was getting me to admit I wanted him and his load. As he worked the head in he said, "No rubbers, baby, just my dick for your ass. Skin to skin, slipping inside, so I can cum in your ass just like you want me to." For while he bitch fucked me while I was on all fours on the bed. His cock was big and hard and I liked it, but I was really tripping on the idea that this awesome looking man was fucking me because he knew I was turned on by his raw cock in my ass. The hottest guy I had ever had sex with knew that I wanted him bare and he was giving it to me. I was scared and I was turned on by being scared. I was scared of getting sick, but I was even more scared of how much I was liking him in me raw. I knew that whatever happened, this would not be the last time I was fucked bareback. Eventually Kent flipped me over on my back, shoved his cock back in, and really began to fuck me hard. "Cum in me," I moaned. "You want it, baby?" He was almost shouting. "You want it now!" "Yes!" He bellowed and began to buck his cock into my ass like he was having some kind of spasm. I felt his cock tense in my ass and then he was blowing buckets of cum in my hole. He collapsed on top of me, pinning me to the bed. My mind was spinning through a whole range of emotions: fear, excitement, satisfaction. I wondered if this was what it felt like to skydive--that mix of thrill and danger and accomplishment. He rolled off me and out of me, and used his fingers to spoon his cum out of my ass and spread it on my face. I tried to lick his fingers, but he laughed and kept them away from my mouth, spreading the cum into my hair. Then he rolled off the bed and stood up, his dick still thick and covered in jism. "You're a good fuck. Better than Dylan," he said. "You really like it. Thanks." And he walked out of the room. I lay there, and a few minutes later I heard him leave. I got up and called the blond guy, told him whose load was in my ass, and waited for him to come over.
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