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Will be attending MAL but staying at The Washington Court Hotel. Any hot Tops or Vers Tops wanna come to my room to have some great time? Asian Vers Bttm here.
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Just looking to see if anyone wants to start a group or has an existing group in Phoenix Arizona. I'm a total bottom I would love to find a group to have fun with.
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Hi all, I will be creating a kik group for tops and bottoms to easily find each other for fun. I will help verify tops and bottoms and add to the group. The idea is for tops and bottoms to text when looking to have a place to dump or take a load. Easy as that. All adults will be responsible for themselves. If interested please kik azcumdump91 Send basic info Name to be called Age HIV status Top or bottom Any kinks Area And if you can host or not Ask any questions, please feel free to share the kik with non breedingzone members to add to the database/group
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It was Halloween night. I had decided to go out by myself that night instead of going to a house party with my friends. I had not only recently turned 21 and could get into the clubs, but I had also finally accepted the fact that I was gay. My friends didn't know yet, but I had gone out a few times to the clubs and hooked up with some hot guys. I knew tonight was the gay high holiday, and didn't want to miss out on the possibilities. I chose a simple, but effective costume for the evening, which was basically my track outfit. I was a decathelete, and knew my body would be displayed perfectly. I just wore my track shoes with ankle socks, a jockstrap, nylon running shorts that almost showed off the bottom of my bubble butt, and a nylon tank top. I even fashioned an Olympic style gold medal to top it off. I admired my lean but muscular body in the mirror as I made sure my curley blond hair was adequately tamed, then grabbed my money and id, and was out the door. I had been at the club for a couple of hours, dancing up a storm, grinding against other hot guys on the floor, generally working up a sweat. After a while I decided to take a break and headed to the room off the dance floor with booths and tables. At the back bar I got the Halloween special, a Bloody Mary, and slid my sweaty body into a dark booth in the corner to chill. I still had all night to find a hot fuck, so I wanted to relax a bit with my drink and a glass of water. I was probably there about 5 minutes when I felt a slightly cold breeze brush past me. I looked up and saw him for the first time. He was probably about 30, tall, with dark, almost black hair, made all the blacker next to his alabaster white skin. Skin so white, it was almost translucent. I swear I could see the veins prominently beneath, almost pulsing with a life of their own. He was dressed in black slacks, a dark purple velvet suit jacket, and a white shirt opened halfway down his chest, slightly showing off his firm pecs lightly covered in dark fur. He wasn't the usual young jock type that I go for, but I found myself instantly, unexplainably, mesmerized by him. It barely registered in my head when he asked if he could join me. I just nodded and muttered a barely audible "sure" as he glided next to me. As he seemed to float into the booth beside me, I felt chills as his eyes, eyes that were so blue, eyes that seemed to appear full of life, yet dead at the same time, looked straight into mine, only deeper, right into my soul. I couldn't look away, as if I was trapped, and I sipped my drink as he continued to stare deep into me. After what seemed like an eternity, he spoke again. "Hello Lucas," he said, extending his hand to me. "I am Demitri." It didn't even register in my mind that I had never told him my name as I took his hand in mine. His flesh was cool to the touch, but I just thought I was hot from dancing. His grasp was firm and I swear I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me. He held my hand tight for a moment before the spell finally broke and he pulled it away. It was then that I finally looked away and down, noticing his slender fingers with long, perfectly manicured nails that looked like glass, each of them filed to a perfect point. "How is your evening going on this special night?" "Uh, fine, fine." I laughed, coming back to my senses, thinking he must think of me as quite stupid. "Uh, your accent. It's different." "You caught me, I'm Russian. Can I buy you another drink? Yours is gone." "Uh, sure." I replied, not even realizing my glass was empty. Demitri simply rose up and seemed to glide over to the bar. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and he was back beside me in no time. As he gave me my drink, I noticed he didn't have one. "You don't drink?" I asked. "No." He replied. "At least not alcohol." His voice was hypnotic. He just watched me as I sipped my drink. I babbled some small talk, telling him meaningless things. He just smiled at me, as if he knew everything about me already. Smiled with lips so red, almost like blood. After I finished my drink, he took the glass from my hand and placed it on the table. Without a word, he leaned into me and placed his lips against mine. Again, so cold, yet so electric. I found myself melting into him as his tongue entered my mouth, and his cold hand stroked my bare thigh. I shivered as he ran his nails on my inner thigh, up to my crotch, stopping just before touching my raging hardon. I involuntarily moaned as he removed his hand and pulled his lips away. I was breathing hard as I opened my eyes to see him inches from my face, his blue eyes staring deeply into my brown ones as he stroked my face. "You are so beautiful, my boy." He purred. "Tonight is a special night for you. I chose you. Tonight is your birthday." I just stared back at him silently. He started to kiss me again, slowly moving his cold, red lips across my cheeks to my neck as his fingers inched under my shorts. I could feel him brushing his sharp nails outside my butthole as he kissed my neck. I moaned and spread my legs apart, giving him more access to my hungry hole. This was the invitation he was waiting for as he slid his finger in my anus and I felt his sharp teeth puncture my neck. Instead of pain, I felt ecstasy as I gasped in pleasure, spreading my legs further apart and holding his head tight against me. He inserted two fingers into me, digging and clawing as he sucked on my neck. My throbbing boner ground into my jockstrap as I soaked it in precum, moaning like a bitch in heat. After a minute, Demitri pulled his mouth off my neck, licking it with his tongue as he pulled his fingers out of my hungry ass. As I floated back down, he sat upright, and I could see a trickle of blood run down the side of his mouth. He raised his fingers and I could see blood on them as well. With a look of pleasure, he licked his fingers clean, and wiped off his mouth. Standing up, he extended his hand to me and said, "Come with me." That's all he had to say. I stood up as if in a trance, and took his hand as he led me out of the club to a waiting limosine. "Say goodbye to your old life, Lucas, and hello to your new reality." He said as he guided me into the limo, and we were escorted away.
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Hey guys, given that the name of our site is "breeding zone", I'm thinking we have to take it a step forward from just relating past tales, to creating our own new experiences. Set up our own get togethers to fulfill the needs of all - those who need to fuck and breed, and those of us who need to be fucked and bred. Would love to have it so we can video it, discretely, and record the fuckings and breedings. Please let me know those of you who would be interested and we'll make it happen. I may be able to host my first breeding party and then we can see where we go from there. Thanks for your thoughts, suggestions, input and responses. Oink!
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Headed to CumUnion at Club Body Center in Providence tonight. Anyone else going?
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Horny bottom trying to get a pounded hard. Been trying for awhile and failing miserably. I can host sometimes, specifically today. So, if you need an escape from your family or whatever text me at 312-572-9236. I am near Mesa Community College. I am 5’5” 235 hairy chunky white I like being pinned down flat, deeply penetrated and having you wrap your hands around me and occasionally restrict my air. If you whispered into my ear with a heavy breath how much of a “cum-loving faggot” I am, that’d be cool. I prefer NSA, you leave when you’re done (but long lasting guys are welcome). Hit me up.
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White dude loving 2be bred, filmed as my ass get pounded
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Well, there have been instances where I've been at a bathhouse or sex party and been fucked by nine to ten guys in one visit, but the most memorable gang bang I've experienced was some six years ago, the first time I agreed to be an anon cum dump for a voyeur. The voyeur in question was a cute Russian guy in Brooklyn, New York, in whose apartment I was staying at via Airbnb. He realised that I was predominantly a shy guy and took time to open up, so he suggested that I let him arrange a gang bang with the choicest of his horny top friends who he would invite over on a Saturday evening, letting me know I wouldn't have to be a part of any awkward introductory conversations or chit chat. All I had to do was to clean up, take a shower, blindfold myself and be on all fours inside the bedroom. As I don't drink nor smoke he suggested I sniff on poppers, suggesting they would help me relax. I took a whiff one night before the gangbang and felt a warm rush taking me over for a few minutes which I quite enjoyed. So ... the evening was planned. He didn't tell me who was coming, how many guys, let alone what the guys looked like. Nothing. He simply asked that I trust him, and I did. At 6:30 P.M. on the designated Saturday evening, I took a shower, and afterwards moved into the bedroom where I lay on the bed. I purposely left the bedroom door slightly ajar. Around 6:40 I heard the doorbell ring and the voyeur buzzed someone into the building, stepping into the bedroom to tell me to be ready. I put on the blindfold and got on all fours. My heart was beating fast as I was super excited and extremely nervous. I heard a couple of voices including that of the voyeur. The wooden floor boards creaked as an unknown number of guys entered the bedroom. A couple of hands started feeling up my body, one exploring my ass and teasing my rosebud hole. One of the men exclaimed "Ooooooh. so tight." Another voice advised "Don't be afraid, boy. You'll have a good time." As I heard the quiet rustle of clothing being removed and the muffled clang of belt buckles, the voyeur whispered into my ear "Don't worry, but unclench when the guys enter your ass." He even assisted me in taking a huff of poppers by shutting one nostril of mine and offered my a whiff of poppers. Again I felt that (now familiar) warm rush. "Good boy, open up and take in these meaty monsters. I'll keep making you sniff on poppers and sip on water every now and then," he recommended. I nodded in agreement as several fingers lubed my hole, and for better or worse, before I could totally take in the sensation of my hole being caressed by those thick fingers, I felt a salty thick sausage-like cock rubbing on my lips. I took it in. The cock was, I think, a nice seven incher. In any event I could easily deep-throat it, although when he began ramming his cock into my mouth I braced myself against the guy's beefy thighs. Meanwhile, as all of this was happening, I felt a big cock enter my ass - slowly and patiently. While the poppers were wearing off, still I fully enjoyed the sensation of being stuffed simultaneously from both ends. About that same time, while I am not sure I heard the doorbell ring again, but I was definitely aware when I heard a couple of new voices. The guy who was fucking me took this opportunity to announce "I don't wanna come so soon," withdrawing his cock from my ass. However the cock in my mouth blew a nice warm load into my throat. As I swallowed the load, enjoying the taste, the guy I had just blown patted my head saying "You are so good boy." Undoubtedly as intended, I felt confident and appreciated. I was also excited at the prospects of what was to come. The voyeur/host came around to provide me with poppers and just as I inhaled a HUGE cock plunged into my hole. I screamed and in the upset the bottle of poppers was accidentally dumped on the bed, so we were surrounded in a cloud of popper vapors. "Don't worry, man, just relax and enjoy the new cock inside your hole," my host advised, with several other voices offering similar suggestions. A hand on my head slowly positioned my face so I was immersed in the popper-soaked mattress. I took a huge sniff. Fuck, I didn't realise how strong and hard that big sniff would hit me. After that the whole evening was somewhat of a blur. Cock after cock entered and pounded my ass and / or my mouth. One after the next. An hour into the session the voyeur asked me if I wanted a break. I replyed saying I needed to piss. One of the guys in the room remarked "You don't actually need to piss, it's just a phantom sensation because so many of our cocks have been hitting onto your bladder." Still I asked for a break and one of the guys held my hand, walking me (blindfolded) to the bathroom, telling me to knock on the door when I was ready to rejoin them, and one of the guys would guide me back. He also recommended I drink more water. As soon as he shut the door, I took off the blindfold. The light made my head spin a bit. I sat down on the toilet, feeling cum dripping down my leg. I cleaned up a bit, took in a few deep breaths and looked at myself in the mirror. I had hickies all over my neck and chest and arms although I honestly didn't recall any of the guys sucking and chewing on my nipples. Speaking of my tits, they looked like a sexy sea of red marks. A broad smile born of being very pleased with myself crossed my face. Getting to the task at hand, I quickly washed my face, re-doned the blindfold, and gave the signal I was ready. In the few seconds that passed before the door opened the doorbell sounded. A new group of guys had presumably arrived, ready to stretch my hole. When the door opened the voyeur asked "You ready?" as he took my hand and led me back into the bedroom. A new voice spoke-up, apparently that of the new arrival, who also apparently needed to use the loo. "Whoa! This boy is cute. I need to fuck him up." He pinched my nipples which caused me to squeal. He laughed in his sexy deep base voice and kissed me. In that quick kiss I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol on his breath. The voyeur host snickered as he pulled me away towards the bed. The new guy smacked my ass as I stepped away from him, apparently his mark of approval. Once back to the bed I got on all fours. Someone's cock promptly entered my mouth, but after a few strokes withdrew, as if it had been asked to take a pause. I realised the host wanted me to sniff a new bottle of poppers one of the guys had provided. A few sniffs, and I was back to sucking the latest cock. The deep voiced new guy came to the bedroom and greeted the other fellows. I am not sure how many guys were in the room at this point but I heard at least five voices, one of which was the host. The new guy was an Alpha Male who openly declared he wanted me all to himself for a few minutes, although he graciously invited the other guys to watch. The guy I was sucking withdrew from my mouth, whereupon the Alpha Male turned me around, instructing me to lay on my back. To my surprise the Alpha Male opened by sucking on my nipples like he was milking them. This drove me insane. He followed-up by passionately kissing me. Again I tasted more of the cigerette / alcohol combination. Now the Alpha Male was on top of me, his big, hairy, bulky body holding me in position. I loved being submissive to him. Placing my legs on his shoulders his cock violently and without any foreplay entered me violently. Now, I'd cleaned up the lube and loads from earlier, so my ass might have been a bit dry, and to be sure, my ass was sore, so although the Alpha Male had a cock was probably a seven incher, it stung like a nine incher. As I screamed and instinctively tried to push him out, but the Alpha Male snapped an instruction to another guy to control my arms. Now my arms were being held immobile above my head. Mercifully the Alpha Male considerately paused in pounding my ass, instead licking my nipples, his cock still lodged in my hole, effectively calming me down as my ass adjusted to his cock. Within a minute or two my ass muscles had relaxed, and, his cock still deep in my hole, the Alpha Male invited the other guys to join in. My arms were released and we got back to business. Once again, I sniffed on the poppers like my life depended on it. I felt both a major rush and an incipient headache. My mouth was also quite worn-out as I had been deep-throating almost non-stop since the first guy. At some point I found myself back in doggie position, having taken load after load from at least four guys. Approaching complete exhaustion I announced "Hey, guys, I'm really out steam. Can we stop?" The deep-voiced Alpha Male, however, wasn't having it, and enticed me by caressing my whole body and suggesting "Let's do one last thing. How about a DP?" I was too tired and honestly intimidated by the prospects of trying to take two cocks in my ass simultaneously, so I took a deep breath and answered "Would you mind if we tried that another time?" The guys were super sweet about it, and recommended I rest while they all cleaned up. The voyeur offered to escort me to the bathroom, but I declined, and lay back, promptly falling asleep. Sometime later I awoke and, removing the blindfold, saw I was alone. I could, however, hear voices in the hallway. A glance at my phone told me it was 11:00 P.M. Texting the voyeur I asked if I could come out. "No, I'm coming in," he replied, adding "please put on the blindfold if you're not wearing it." I complied, and seconds later he entered the room explaining they had checked on me a couple of times, and as I was sleeping peacefully they thought they would let me rest a bit. "How long was I out?" "About half an hour," he answered. That meant the gang bang had been going on for four hours. "Hey, look, all but three of the guys have left, but we've ordered pizzas. Why not get a shower and afterwards join us for a bit?" Pizza sounded really good. I showered, dried-off and stepped out to the hallway. Three burly black Brooklyn guys were seated with the rather puny-looking Russian voyeur host. All four guys gave me a comfortable smile, and welcomed me. One of the guys asked "How's that ass feeling, boy?" I recognised the deep voice of the Alpha Male. I smiled, and may well have actually blushed. We enjoyed the pizza and, as I washed my face and hands one of the two Brooklyn guys left, leaving the Alpha Male, another black guy, and the Russian, all of whom were sipping on a beer. The Russian then asked the question for which, I think, everyone was waiting: "Would you like to go for another round with these two?" My only question was "Do we have more poppers?" All three guys smiled. "Give me two minutes and I'll see you in the bedroom. No, I'll feel you in the bedroom. P. S. - According to my host, the total number of guys who opened my hole that evening: 11 .
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Chicago boy ( 5 ft 8, 170, blonde hair, green eyes, some body hair) looking to host open door event in Edgewater, Chicago the weekend of Dec 1-3, 2018. Taking all loads Pictures available
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Rented a room and put out the word that I'm locked up, plugged, and open for business!
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She just turned 19 and she had three guys date her for a little while and break up with her. She stumbled across my website KeepURMan.org and after reading a few of the articles and testimonials from some girls and women on my site she dent me an email. The email was as follows: Hi, my name is April and I need your help. I have had a hard time keeping a boyfriend like many of the women on your site and I need someone to help me. You have a section where you help tutor young woman on how to satisfy their man and one for helping girls explore their sexual side and I read were you even help virgins understand what they need to know to keep their man. I am the later, I am a virgin and although I have given some head I have not had sex and I am not even sure the head I gave was that good. Both of the last two boyfriends had to jack off some to cum. Please help me or I will be single for ever! The website had them put in their stats but no picture as underage girls will wonder onto the site and can't have them posting naked pictures etc. Her stats came across. 5'6 120 blonde, blue eyes and white. 34 C cup I posted three thumbs up when it came in! I was at work when the email came in and I thought, this is a good but I will have to wait till later to email her. She really needs my help!
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I can feel my heart about to jump out of my chest as I check into the Courtyard in Chelsea. I am 27, in the best shape of my life at 6’1 210lbs all muscle. I am visiting Manhattan for the first time for work from small town Missoula MT. Tonight i am going to a bathhouse for the first time. I have messed around with a handful of guys but have always been too scared to do much more than JO and kiss. Tonight is the night i might try bottoming and definitely want to try topping. I can’t help but speed walk to my hotel room to get cleaned up. I google how to clean my ass. It seems my only option is to use the Smart water bottle in my room. 45 minutes later and a hole rubbed raw from the lip of the bottle, my ass is fresh and clean. The closest bathhouse is only an 8 minute walk. I don’t bother putting underwear on under my jeans, knowing i’ll be taking everything off in a few minutes anyways. I jam a few condoms in my pockets, and get on my way. Whatever transpires will be safe. I have heard of prep but don’t know anything about it, nor ever plan on having unsafe sex until i’m in a serious relationship. My goodness this place looks sketchy. The entrance is a dirty metal door with a dimly lit “Spa” sign above it. I go in the reception room. Behind the glass is a 40 something year old, 5’9 170 lb, white guy with a pretty handsome face, brown eyes, stubble, and looks like he’s pretty fit and hairy under his tight fitting white crew neck tshirt. I know he can sense my newness. He asks if I am a member. I simply say no. “room or locker” “umm” $15 or $35 “locker?” “okay $15, ID, phone, and any other valuables you want me to lock up and keep back here.” My hands tremble as i hand him my credit card and everything else. Here’s the key and towel. Locker 48. He buzzes me through the second metal door. It’s so dark and humid. It smells like a really dirty locker room and a heavily chlorinated jacuzzi. EDM music lightly plays through speakers in the ceiling. There is also the sounds of occasional light deep man groans and showers turning off and on. I see a few shadows walking away down a hallway. I find my way to the lockers, get fully undressed, wrap the towel around my waste, and lock the locker. As start aimlessly walking down a hallway I approach a shadowy figure. I can feel his stare. I don’t slow my walk but he reaches out to graze my stomach. He says “hey”. My eyes aren’t adjusted to the dark lighting yet. I squint and can see he’s a fit guy, about 50 years old, pretty fit at about 5’10 and 170lbs but not really my type. I don’t say anything and keep walking. He stands in the hall staring at me as I come to the first corner of the maze-like hallway. It’s a hairpin turn that opens to multiple paths with gloryholes. I stop and lean up against the wall. There is one guy about 5 feet in front of me hunched down giving head to a mystery guy on the other side oh the hole. I want to try that. My dick starts to twitch and fill with blood. Someone comes around the corner. It’s a fit 30 something year old latino guy. He’s about 5’8, muscular, and from what i can see a very handsome face. He slows nearly to a stop to check me out. My dick is now hard and throbbing. I reach down to pull it to the side in my towel and hold it. I can feel my towel getting wet from my precum. The latino sees me holding my dick, steps up to me and grabs my hand/dick and kisses my neck. I am startled by how assertive he is but also at ease. He’s sexy. He’s now full on licking my neck, jaw, and running his hands all over my body. My heart is pounding from the excitement. I can smell his spit and feel his heavy breath and wet tongue. I let go of my dick and his hand replaces mine. Both of my hands slide up his muscular hairy arms, slowly making their way to his built back. He’s very muscular. He licks his way to my lips and mouth. His other hand is now grabbing the back of my right leg. He’s scrunching up my towel to get a grip on my bare ass. His tongue enters my mouth. So big and wet. He pulls back and spits into my mouth. It’s shocking, no one has ever done that to me, but it’s so hot tasting his spit. I want this guys juices. All i can do is stand there, paralyzed as he takes complete control of my body. I rub the back of his thick neck with one hand while my other is grips his dick. It’s a solid 8” and uncut. I’ve never touched an uncut dick. Both of our towels fall to the floor. I have never been so naked, but his confidence and assertiveness makes me feel at ease. His dick is so slick with precum and the extra skin makes it easy to jack him. He’s found my hole with his right hand and fingers. His fingers are dry but he’s pushing hard and scratching his way inside. He reaches up to his mouth and spits in his hand, reaches down to his dick head, wipes off precum, and goes back to my hole to dig a bit more. It hurts but feels so good at the same time. He repeated his another time and adds precum from my dick also. No one has ever touched and invaded my hole like this. It feels amazing. His index finger is knuckle deep feeling around. He pulls out, grabs my waste, turns me around, pushes on the small of my back and pulls on my hips to bend me forward. I rest my forehead and hands against the wall. He kisses the back of my neck and starts to lick his way down to my ass. He loudly spits on my hole and buries his face and tongue in it. My head is spinning. Although my dick is untouched, it’s throbbing. I look to my sides. A few more shadowy figures have leaned up against the wall on both sides of us and are jerking, watching him eat my ass and probe with fingers. My mind jumps back to reality as I think about how unsafe it is for him to be inside me.. Spit is safe right? As long as he doesn’t try to fuck me raw. Fuck I forgot the condoms in my pants. I’ll have to go back and get them before any fucking. My mind races back to how good he feels on and in my hole. A shadow reaches over and grabs my throbbing dick. He spits in his hand and starts slowly jerking me. I grab his hard dick also. I realize he's the 50 year old. He has a decent 6” or so average thickness dick. I feel his precum leaking as I explore his dick and heavy balls. Im so turned on, I jerk him also. the 50 year old leans in and jams his tongue down my throat. His tongue is slimy but I still want his spit in my mouth also. I hear other guys to my right moaning and it sounds like one is getting head. I hear one growl “I’m gonna cum.. oh fuck yeah..” and his sucker moans. My latino’s right hand disappears from my ass cheek. The latino reaches over to the sucker and says “spit”. The latinos hand returns to my ass crack and wipes the suckers spit and i think shadowy figures cum on my crack and hole. Before I can think about it he jams his index and middle finger into my hole. Then a third finger. Then he wipes the liquid from my upper ass crack and seems like he's trying to jam it all in. My dick can’t help but throb. I feel my load building up. I am about to erupt. I moan “I’m close” the latino quickly stands up and presses his body against my back. He slides his fat precum wet dick into my loose slick hole with little resistance. What the fuck am i doing? I stand there in shock.. I try to push my waste forward to escape him bottoming out in my ass, but the latino pins me against the wall. He quickly thrusts three times balls deep and then stays balls deep in me. He grunts and breaths heavy on my neck. I feel him throbbing. He’s breeding me. I feel every pulse. My involuntarily flexes against his dick as if my body knows it wants to suck all of his cum out of his balls. He stays there pulsing. My dick cant hold it any more and erupts. The 50 year old continues to jerk me as I spray shot after shot on the wall and ground. About 15 seconds go by while the latino is pressed up against me and I’m pressed up against the wall. We catch our breath. He slowly slides out of my ass. He whispers “hot. thanks”.. I can’t find words to say anything back. He pulls away from my body. My hole is burning but cold and empty. I feel cum and liquid dripping down my thigh. The latino disappears down the hallway. The 50 year old takes his cum covered hand off my dick and licks his fingers. I bend down and grab my towel. I can’t believe it but my dick is still rock hard. I’m so turned on but so uneasy that I just got bred. I wipe my ass off and wrap my towel around my waist. I have to pull my still hard dick against my stomach. I turn my back to the wall again and lean up against it to regroup about what just happened.
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I live in an area of Florida where its very hard to get a good ANON hook-up. Am I the only one that is missing Craigslist. I use to get laid all the time. Anyone in or around the Tampa area want to talk about this
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I grew up in an upper middle class neighborhood to parents that were well known in our community. I had a privileged life. By the time I was a freshman in high school, I definitely knew I was attracted to guys... Luckily for me, I had a body that many of the guys I liked were attracted to as well. Life was good. I had my pick of any of the girls or guys that I might want. Until... my dad died suddenly. It was devastating. I felt sooooooo alone for the next couple years. My mother eventually remarried. He and I never got along... He wasn't like me dad. He drank, cussed, I was pretty sure he did drugs, and he always seemed to be "between jobs". In front of mom, we he and I always seemed to get along but when she wast around, he used to call me a "worthless pussy." The meaner he got, the less time I spent at home. The less time I spent at home, the more time I'd spent hooking up. By the time I turned 18, I was sucking dick and getting fucked in bookstores, parks, and meeting strangers I found online. Despite the fact that it seemed like i'd fuck most any hot, older guy, anywhere, I had one rule. I never did it at home... I got too comfortable. I got a text from a married fuck-buddy... he wanted me to blow him but he didn't have a place. I wanted his load more than anything and agreed I'd blow him at my place.
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I was invited by an older (70s) guy I’ve been chatting to on fabguys to attend a group meet at his friends flat today. I knew from looking at his profile and the profiles of guys who had attended previous meets that plenty of barebacking happened at these groups, but he messaged me with the details and said that should I require condoms, bring my own. Obviously the implication was that if I didn’t, bareback was going to happen! I was nervous in the days leading up to it, and couldn’t decide how to play. I love bareback, love to feel a raw cock in me, but conflicted about the risks. Part of me thought about not going! Well in the end, I went and I played! Was nervous as hell, but got in and stripped down as quickly as I could, leaving my bag with my clothes - condoms safely left hidden away so I wouldn’t be too tempted to grab for them. Immediately a mouth was on my cock, and I soon had a cock in my mouth! I was then kissing a young, twinky guy who came over to me. There were about 10 guys, mostly older than me (I love old guys!), all completely naked and everyone was sucking, kissing, wanking or being fucked - and nobody was using rubbers! I knew I shouldn’t be there, and I definitely shouldn’t be playing raw, but it felt so good to be a piggy slut with these guys! The guy who invited me was keen to make sure that my cock and mouth got plenty of action and eventually my arse too! I spent much of my initial time there bent over sucking any cock that was made available to me. At one point I had a young south Asian guy’s cock in one side of my mouth, and my host’s in the other side as a big, beary guy slide his meaty cock into my hungry hole! Sadly, I had struggled to clean out this morning, so wasn’t comfortable getting fucked properly, but at least 3 cocks found their way into me, albeit briefly for each one! After an hour or so, I realised that being bottom and my arse being out of action, I wasn’t enjoying myself as much as I wanted to, so I called it and headed home. I’ll be going back next time they have a meet like this, hopefully to get fucked properly! Can’t wait to be a little piggy slut in amongst all those old, horny, sleazy guys!
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Part 1. It was a Saturday on Market Street when I rambled through the crowd into the small shop where I worked. When the bell on that door clanged, it was like stepping back at least 60 years when your foot firmly planted on the well worn warehouse wood floor and the mixed scents of the tobacco took over from the now almost sterile air of the street. I worked in what was a true anachronism in these health obsessed days—an actual tobacconist. In here there was a safe haven for the last of the smokers. In here, you could feel free to take a deep draw on the smoke of your choice and there wasn’t a stink-eye in the place. Well, unless you were stupid and green and just wanted a pack of Marlboro Ultra Lites because “I only smoke when I drink!” That line was always delivered in exactly the same way: a flourish, a giggle, and a twenty dangled offhandedly at you, never toward you. For those, you banged out the transaction on the register and tossed the change at the counter, never toward them. Assholes can sweep up their change. It was moments like this, and chasing off the dead eyed bro-stoners in their year-round cargo shorts and teva sandals who touristed the hell out of the pipe selection, always trying slyly to prize out a secret stash of glass pipes. “Head shop is six blocks over,” and a distinct nod at the front door to demonstrate we were at the end of our interaction. “How are things tonight, Mick?” I asked as I passed my buddy behind the counter and made my way back to the barbers chairs set strategically in front of the walk in humidor. “Calm before the storm,” Mick laughed. The streets outside were packed tonight, maybe a little more than usual, with a different flavor to the air than usual as well. “They’re having some sort of Leather something or other up at The Hammer and Anvil tonight. Probably gonna be some interesting folks in, I’ve already seen some assless chaps and they look like they mean business,” Mick laughed around his ever present cigar. I felt myself flush a little, some tightness developed in my jeans as I tossed that image around in my head. I sat down in the well worn leather of the barber chair and crossed my legs to adjust the growing discomfort downstairs. I had recently come through my divorce. It had been a bitch of a time, but I dealt with it like any sane individual. Namely I drank way too much and made as many bad choices as I could possibly access. The drinking was now mostly back in check. Mostly. The other choices, well, I was beginning to see them as not so bad as I got further into them. As I reclined back in the chair, still getting harder, the thoughts of those assless chaps were banging hard inside my head. Right before the divorce, when things were getting out of hand, I escaped to the seedier side of town and the adult bookstore that dimly glowed like a vaguely Pizza Hut shaped pimple is the center of a large parking lot. When I was younger, it was a taste of real rebellion. Getting ankle deep in porn when there was no internet to pump it directly into your skull was a real buzz. It smelled like danger and it had those doors to the back rooms and the video booths. At that time I never had the stones to venture back and explore. Just picked out a Hustler and maybe a Barely Legal to jack to. But my eyes, and my mind, always were magnetically drawn to those dark entrances. I could never shake that. So, with the marriage heading south and a head full of lager, finally I ventured back. Got my tokens at the register and in to the unknown I did dive. Quickly I took a dim walk around the maze of booths to figure out what to do. It was pretty self explanatory so, without making eye contact with the ten or so guys loitering around, I slid into a booth. After dropping my tokens, the TV behind the plexiglass began to blast my eyes. As my pupils finally constricted enough, I saw the channel was on gay porn. I went to switch it, but the switch was in about the shape you’d imagine it to be. So I was watching one guy do an absolutely miraculous blowjob on another guy who clearly had a special effect for a cock. It was mesmerizing and my own cock immediately leapt to attention. I undid my jeans and yanked it free from my boxers and started the five finger shuffle. Just then, a note skittered under the door, ricocheting a bit off the sole of my shoe. I dipped down to see what it was and, unfolded it said three simple words: “suck your dick?” I broke into a cold sweat immediately. I’d never been anywhere near this kind of action but goddamn I wouldn’t mind getting my dick sucked right now. I slipped the bolt and the door popped immediately open and in slid a guy who was pretty much the trashiest guy I’d ever seen. He had a trucker hat on and a grey sweatshirt and bam, he was on my cock. No words, no eye contact, no nothing but my cock in his mouth and he worked it like there was some kind of cure buried inside my balls. And the weirdness made me even harder. As hard as I’d ever been. He sucked and tongued and licked and sucked again so hard I thought he was going to give me a full dick hickey. As lost as I was, I had zero control and after about three minutes total I unloaded like a fire hydrant that just took a direct hit from a truck. He sucked it all in really quickly, then he turned his head and spit it right on the floor and then, poof, out the door he went. There I was, some cum still dripping off my cock along with plenty of saliva, and I was both grossed out and completely hooked. It was a pump of weird adrenaline that I knew I needed to keep feeling. But for now I had to get the hell out before I passed out from the sensory overload.
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I was on hiatus for a couple of months after my last STI treatment, discovering that my viral load had increased and that I was no longer undetectable. I was really weighing whether or not I should continue with my lifestyle choice of being a cumdump. Yet the urge in me remained. I felt like I had lost the part of me that I had spent two years discovering after YEARS of repressing my desires. Crazy to think that repressing my need to be a cumdump felt like chopping off my arm. I thought about returning back to an occasional one on one bareback hook up, but there is a sense of purpose in me that feels fulfilled when I open my hole up to be used. Over the past few years I’ve come to accept that ANY man has the right to use my hole. So on a recent trip to Germany I went back to my wonderful ways and I offered my hole up to ALL takers. Things started off pretty slow. The first night I went to a sex party at a bar called CDL. I’ve never been there before and wanted to try it out. It was naked night which worked for me. I grabbed a beer from the small bar at the front and started to explore the back play space. It wasn’t too large; just some cubbies in a couple of areas with those thin sex club mattresses. About 10 men were cruising the space. Perhaps because it was a Thursday night. I decided to display myself on one of the mattresses with my ass up and ready. It didn’t take too long before a top decided to take the bait. He was Spanish looking with a little larger than average cock that had a Prince Albert. It took a little work to get him in since I hadn’t gotten fucked for a couple of months, but once he was there he started using my hole. He was a thruster and a pounder, pushing me down on the mattress and shoving a pillow under my legs so he could access my hole better. His Prince Albert felt SOOO good sliding against the walls of my hole. He switched directions several times to experience a different part of my hole stretching it out to accommodate his needs. By the end of 30 minutes, I was begging to feel his smooth silky cum coat the walls of my hole. He thrust harder pulling completely out and slamming back in; the Prince Albert sliding in and out past the outer rim of my hole till with a groan he thrust deep in me and unloaded. Good start to my return as I cumdump! Got opened up nicely AND loaded! I hadn’t realized it but there had been another guy watching us who jumped on as soon as Prince Albert left. He was a quick cummer and lasted for five minutes of repetitive thrusts. He squeezed me at the end and kissed me with his bad breath. I was beginning to feel the sense of exhilaration that comes from my hole being used as a cumdump. I knew I didn’t care that the last guy was older, unattractive and sure didn’t know how to fuck. I was embracing the need and desire to be used over and over again. End of part one. Part two the journey continues.
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My sexy af cousin Clay came into the apartment around noon. He was spent. He had not even changed out of his practice swimsuit, but threw a hoody on and jumped in his car. He dove for me on the couch with only my cum and sweat stained jock on. He shoved his hand down my abs into the front cupping my balls and searching for my hole. He said he had tons to tell me about practice, Coach Jeff smacked his nude ass in the shower as he walked by, and whispered to Clay “I’m full of Jack’s cum!” He dozed off as he pointed to a message he took. While I was out being a sub bboy for all of BZ, a guy I knew from high school had called. He was actually my ‘little brother’ in high school as I was 2 years older. He was all kinds of hot. Michael was tall and lanky, a mixture of Asian, white, Native American or Latino and gorgeous. He was the youngest of 5 boys and didn’t have much except hand me downs, and a lot of grief from his older bros. He was a natural athlete, playing basketball, football, running track, and he surfed/swam/hiked for fun. I was so sad when I left him for college that all I did was study, run, lift, and swim. By the time winter break had come along, I was looking sexy. I was 19, a college man, and was excited to see my friends—especially Michael. He wasn’t a letter writer. And we had spoken once or twice, but I told him I’d meet him at our party spot at the end of the beach road with the gang. When I got there no one was there. It was pretty late so I figured my young mates had a curfew, but when I pulled into the beach overlook, there was Michael leaning up against a tree and shivering. He saw my car and ran to it, Jumping in and grabbing me for a bear hug. He said some of the others went on ahead and he stayed to wait for me. As he didn’t have his own car. I held onto him for a bit ‘to help warm him up’ and he turned up the heat in the car. We sat there awkwardly at first, then I reached in the glove box and pulled out my pipe and torch. We sat there and got nice and spun when he noticed it was almost 2. I said I need to get home and that I would drop him off, but tonight he offered for me to crash at his place. His Mom and brothers were away, and he was alone. He was never alone in the house. When we got to the big, beat up house Michael and I headed for the den. He had turned up the heat, drank some G and flew in the clouds, and lost his shirt, jeans and boots and was wearing some CK boxer briefs. I shucked my hoody and sneakers as we flopped onto the couch and flicked on the TV. Michael told me to lose the jeans, so I did, to reveal a tiny N2N bikini. He laughed at first then pointed that I was giving his physique some competition. The DVD was playing some bi MMF swinger porn, and we laughed and pointed. The movie turned a bit as the women fell back and it was just men on men action in a big play space. He said “What the fuck? Speedo dudes with bikini tan lines. Those guys aren’t bi. They gotta be gay!” We got silent as we tried to rub our stiffening cocks, without letting the other see, and my red bikini was nearly see thru from my drooling cock. I had lost myself in the video and watched 3 sexy jocks with tiny Speedo tan lines go for it. I had slipped my hand into the bikini and was grabbing at my meat without really stroking it. My wet and see thru bikini was sliding down my thighs, and I was almost openly stroking when I noticed he had stopped and was staring at me. He said “Dude, you look like one of these guys. You into this stuff?” I stopped and pulled up my bikini and turned away saying it was a hot scene. “Yeah, but you have those ball hugger briefs and even the bikini tan lines. You go to the beach in a Speedo. You’re a fag!?” I bolted from the house with my clothes in my hand and not looking back. I never called or spoke to Michael again, but I always wondered what happened to him. I stayed in So. Cal and never bothered to look him up when I went home, but here he had called and asked that I call him at his hotel. I took a swig of G and grabbed my phone, asked to be connected to room 2669, and he answered. “Hey Michael, it’s Jack.” He stumbled at first, then said hey and spoke about nothing. Family, weather, etc. Then I was silent and asked, “Michael, what’s going on? Why are you calling?” “Dude, I am flying through LA, had a layover, and thought I would say hey!” His hotel was fairly close and asked to meet me for a drink. I reluctantly agreed. Initially, I didn’t care what I looked like, but I do live in boys town, so I put on some white Universal Gym Shorts, my same worn out jock strap, a V neck Black T-shirt and black ball cap. When I got there I planned to say ‘Yes, Michael, your former high school big brother and best friend is a cock loving, cum drinking, muscle worshipping fag!” and walk out. I walked in and he was to the side reading a magazine in the gay bar. He looked up, smiled, and I melted. He looked even hotter than before. It had been five years, but he was still fit, bulked up, but his dimples and smile said that maybe I should hear him out. He went in for a hug and I stood there and he said “I’m not letting go until you hug me back!” I did, and we sat and he said he wanted to apologize to me. He freaked out when he saw me looking like and at the dudes in the porno, that I was wearing the gear we used to tease fags for wearing, and that it had all turned him on. Michael apologized because he is a faggot just like me, but he wasn’t ready to admit it then. I looked at him in disbelief as he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Then he chuckled and asked “what the fuck are you wearing? Are you walking the strip for cash?” I laughed and said I wanted him to know “I was a full fledged cock-sucker.” “That isn’t how to prove it to me, babe!” He kept kissing me in the bar, and he was all hands. I grabbed him and told him to come on! He was in town for a personal training class, and that some of the other trainers were trying to do some modeling, go-go dancing, etc. I told him he ought to meet my neighbor Danny. He is a scout and that he had the build Danny seeks, plus, I get a recruiter fee. He looked interested, “Yeah, I get a piece of fetish gear for every piece of ass I introduce to him” He slid behind me and used his rough worn fingers to find my hole in my jock. He slid two digits in and looked and nodded “Yu are a wild fag aren’t you, babe?” We walked over to the ABS with porn, lubes, etc. and he said ‘Come on, show me where to go!” as he pushed me to the back. He paid our admission to the arcade and we went in. There were 20 or so booths around the edges of the room with a center row. “What makes you think I want to play around with you?” I asked, and he took my shorts, pulled them to the floor in front of 20 or so other guys. He pulled off his shirt, and showed his ripped perfect pecs and abs, put his cap on backward, and dropped his jeans to the floor. He was bulging out of a Cocksox bikini, nearly nude, hard and got down on his knees to suck me. I shed my shirt, but kept on my jock as it was filled with loads. I wanted it to get raunchier. He sucked me deep in the middle of the arcade and guys were watching, stroking, rubbing his pecs and arms. This totally hot dude came from behind and slid his muscled sweaty body against me with his hard cock immediately teasing my raw hole. The tall blond from behind whispered, “Don’t you remember me, Jack, I’m your classmate...Michael's bro Matthew.” As he started to enter me and piston fuck me. I could hear this deep moaning and realized it was me getting ready to shoot into Michael as Matthew, bred my hole deep.” I started shooting into Michael’s mouth. He pulled up and stopped his orgasm. Michael and Matthew and I grabbed some Gatorade for a g-tail, partially dressed, and left the arcade and went back to their hotel. Matthew was also a personal trainer, and looked hotter than ever. While they shared the same parents, they had markedly different features. Matthew was Sandy Blond, built shorter and more stocky. He had been a defensive linesman on our football team, and Mathew was a tight end.
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For my second night in Berlin I was eagerly awaitIng the start of the Fickstutenmarkt, the horse market, that I had read and heard so much about. An ex-boyfriend had for sparked my interest when he told me about it. In fact he was rather jealous that I would be able to go to Fickstutenmarkt during my trip. For anyone not familiar with it, the mares or bottoms arrive first and are hooded and placed about the sex club where they can be mounted by the stallions or tops when they arrive later. Although I am in shape and attractive for my age, I was anxious when I arrived as I am an older bottom and I was worried that all the bottoms would be fit young twinks. Once inside and undressed, I realize I need not to have worried...The bottoms were all different shapes and types from Twinks to otters to chubs. I collected my red hood, showing that I wanted to be barebacked and headed upstairs to the sex club. The next hour was checking out the competition (which some bottoms took very seriously- I attempted to talk to one other bottom who brushed me off completely!) and staking out a position in the room. I managed to grab a sling as the fuck benches were completely occupied already. I had a pleasant conversation with a nice German bottom who'd been to Fickstutenmarkt several times and was able to fill me in on the routine. After being hooded, I realized you could see slightly out the bottom of it. The song played announcing the start of Fickstutenmarkt and the tops entered. I had positioned myself in the sling only to be told by one of the helpers that this was not allowed. You had to wait for the top to put you in the sling. The first hour was a learning curve as I stood dumbly by the side of the sling. It seem like my worst fears for coming true. No one was choosing me. In my mind I said "damn! They're all running over to the 6 foot five blonde Hitler youth with the ass and abs that I saw earlier!" . A bottom pushed past me to position himself on the sling pretending that he was being taken there by a top. After stealing my sling, I could hear and sort of see tops coming over to feel up his hole and fuck him. I realized position was everything! No top was going to fuck me if my ass wasn't really available and on view. There was just too much other ass to choose from! So I started to slide over to the fuck benches… Slowly as not to attract attention from the monitors. And I did it! I put my ass proudly up in the air and I was ready to go! Within five minutes, my ass up and slapped, probed and groped. Next came the first fuck of the evening. Not a huge dick, slender and of average length but I was thrilled to finally get fucked. All around me you could hear the sounds of sex; slapping, moaning, groaning, skin upon skin. I don't know if it's because we were hooded, but I felt like the bottoms made more noise there than any place I've ever been. I eagerly added in my share. Overall I ended up getting fucked by about 12 tops and loaded a couple of times. My impression is it's a tops paradise rather than a bottoms. Many of the tops were sampling and went from hole to hole rather quickly. After about 2-2 1/2 hours, I took a break and decided that I'd had more fun at Lab.Oratory the night before. I'd be curious to know about other people's experiences at Fickstutenmarkt. Both tops and bottoms.
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My partner, Shane, and I did a long weekend in Palm Springs last weekend with some friends. One day we grabbed day passes to All Worlds, which we hadn't been to before. Seemed to draw a regular weekend crowd from LA, since many of the guys we chatted with in the pools were from the LA area. Shane is 5'11" has a swimmer's build with a smooth ass and furry pecs; he has green eyes and black hair and easily maintains a tan (total opposite of my ginger self); he's always eye candy at these places. When we first met, he wasn't it anal at all -- neither as a top or bottom. In fact, he'd never bottomed. It has been 9 years, and we've gradually introduced him to the intense pleasures of anal sex. He now identifies as a vers/bttm, and has slowly begun exploring his sluttier side, though he's not usually into random play, bath houses, or ABS (again, quite the opposite from my self). We hung by the pool, meeting a slew of new guys, chatting it up. I wasn't worried about working the crowd for sex -- I was confident I'd get some at some point in the day. I could see some chemistry developing between Shane and another couple. They were a tall muscle bear, Joe, and his husband who was shorter and leaner with a shaved head and mustache. They were there with a group of friends, including an adorable otter in his late 20s who easily could be in Game of Thrones. Really nice guys. We were told it was BYOB, so I strategically left him in the pool while my buddy and I went to get some bottles of wine to bring back. When I returned, I could see the chemistry was definitely there, the tall muscle bear now with an arm around Shane's waist. I opened the wine, poured a couple glasses, and wandered to check out the rest of the resort. I have a strong voyearuistic side to me, and had read AW is cool with open door play, plus there's a play room. I found the playroom and checked it out. Relatively quiet, except for a small group sucking cocks in a corner near some sorta plywood maze / gloryholes (though these were HUGE gloryholes). I pulled my dick out of my swimsuit and let a couple guys work on it for about 10 minutes. I was a long way from coming, and wanted to see what else was happening. I peeked out at the pool and saw Joe and Shane making out in the pool. I did a loop and saw guys were starting to break away for some playtime. Several rooms were open and you could see 2-3 guys naked and sucking cock. I watched a couple of the LA guys I'd been chatting with head into a room opposite the main pool, and leave their door open. The muscle bear's husband was with them, as well as the GoT otter. I chatted them up briefly, catching the sexual vibe growing in their room, then continued my loop. There was some activity around two rooms at the rear of the main pool area. Outside the pool, I saw my partner standing naked with the muscle bear, making out, Joe's hands firmly gripping Shane's ass. I instantly got hard. I walked back to the locker where I'd stored my stuff earlier; I refilled my wine cup and grabbed my little "to go" bag with lube and poppers in it. I peeked back into the main pool area. My partner and my friends were all gone. I wandered back to the open doors in the rear of the pool area. A few guys had started fucking in each of the two adjacent rooms. One guy I'd chatted with earlier was fucking a blonde I'd seen laying out, but not speaking to anyone. I JO'd for a few minutes, then wandered again. I love to be a voyeur, but there's no one I love watching more than Shane playing with someone else. I stopped at the LA boys' open door. Two guys were leaving, but there were still 7 naked bodies inside. The GoT otter was on his knees alternating between two cocks. I stepped inside and slipped off my swimsuit. On the bed, I could see my partner, on his back, his legs being held high and spread by someone kneeling behind his head -- I didn't recognize the guy, and wandered if he had recently shown up on a day pass. Meanwhile, Joe, the muscle bear, was eating my partner's ass. A bottle of poppers was being passed around, so I took mine out and offered to share -- groups always appreciate another bottle of poppers being passed around. I added my dick to those the GoT was already sucking, and let myself enjoy his amazing hot mouth. Eventually I looked over and saw Joe standing at the edge of the bed, Shane's legs spread in front of him, slapping his cock against Shane's exposed hole. Joe's cock was impressively long and girthy, and I honestly doubted Shane would be able to take it. As if reading my mind, Joe stepped aside and crawled onto the bed alongside Shane, while the stranger nodded to the stranger quickly moved into position at Shane's ass. Joe pressed a bottle of poppers under Shane's nose, "Take a long, deep hit," he growled. I positioned myself for a good view of the bed, and could see Shane's face go lax as the poppers took hold of him. "Now take that cock," Joe said. Shane obeyed. I heard him groan as the anon cock slid inside him, totally raw. Joe leaned down and kissed Shane, driving his tongue deep, while the stranger started a rhythmic fuck. I turned my attention back to the GoT otter, his cute furry face buried in someone's groin as he deep-throated a cock. I bent down and ran my hand along his fuzzy ass, letting my fingers graze his hole. He ground his ass on my fingers. I licked my fingers to naturally lube them, and started to probe his hole. I fucking love an otter hole! And this one was nice and tight. I played with GoT's ass for awhile, letting my fingers probe and loosen him up. My cock was rock hard. I heard Shane groan louded, and turned to see Joe had taken up a position at his ass. He held both Shane's ankles in one hand, and used the other to guide his cock into the waiting hole. The stranger was standing off to the side, and pressed poppers under Shane's nose again. As he fell under the popper's spell, Joe steadily pushed inside. "Fuck yeah!" Shane grunted. There was suddenly a lot of movement in front of me. I turned around and the GoT otter was leaning in to kiss me. We made out for a few minutes, totally lost in the exchange. Then he whispered, "fuck me." I spun him around and positioned him on all fours on the bed, so I could see his hot ass in front of me, and Joe pounding into my partner to my left. Shane is often loud and sometimes verbal when he's getting fucked. But Joe's cock was so powerful that all Shane could do was grunt, with an occasional whimper, and a long groan when Joe varied him rhythm to go long and deep. Joe was silent, but in total control of Shane's ass. I loved it!! And I was rock hard watching this. Poor otter boy ended up getting penetrated faster than I normally would have, and I hurt him grunt with the suddenness of my entry. Fortunately I'd loosened his ass with my fingers, otherwise I may have wrecked his hole before we even got started. I went to town on that hot, furry hot!! Otter boy and Shane exchanged a couple quick kisses, but both were getting pounded and couldn't hold their focus on another person. I climbed up on the bed, and started dipping my cock down into GoT's hole, pressing on his sphincter in a new way. He gasped, "OMG fuck me! That's amazing!" I was starting to get close. As if he read my mind, he said, "I want your load." Well fuck, that did it for me! I put one foot on the floor, and the other on the bed alongside him, grabbed his waist, and started fucking for the gold. I unleashed my load, trying to keep pushing into him, but caught in that crazy rush of electricity that jolts through my body when I come like that. I stepped back, slapping that hard ass, and laughed a bit as the energy kept rushing through me. Then Joe roared. That's the only way to describe it. He roared! And with a few prolonged thrusts, he buried his load in Shane's hungry ass. Shane had never been bred by another other than myself before, and I was totally turned on seeing this muscle bear breed my partner's ass. The room was quiet for a bit after that as Joe and I recovered from the shockwaves of cumming, and Shane and otter boy both flopped on the bed relishing the breedings they'd both taken. Ironically, neither came. Joe and I offered to finish them, but both declined. As it turned out, both were still cock hungry and would be offering their holes for use in the darkroom -- but I'll save that story for my next post.
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