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I have long considered myself (correctly or not) to be a power-bottom, or at least, an exclusive bottom who’s always horny. I’m not a bad looking guy, at five foot eight and about a hundred and forty-five pounds. I’m no body builder, but I’m not exactly skinny either (I just wish I had more body hair). I’ve gotten my share of action, bit I never was able to hook up as often as I wanted to because I like to take a real pounding, but the walls of my apartment are paper thin. Unless the other guy had his own place it usually meant getting a motel, and that could get to be expensive after a while. Then, after several years with a local market research firm, and working my way up from interviewer to project manager, I could finally become a home-owner before I was thirty. It was a small place, kind of a fixer-upper, but it had two floors and was in a nice quiet suburb. All the houses in the area were practically identical except for the color. Mine was on the edge of a cul-de-sac and was painted slate gray. And I loved that it had the attached garage so I wouldn’t have to worry about brushing off the mid-western snow or rushing to haul my groceries through the yard in the rain. The previous owner kept the garage meticulously neat and had added built-in cabinets to keep the usual garage clutter out of sight. There was also a weird kind of closet that fit into the space under the stairwell on the other side of the wall inside the house (I said it was small…). It looked as if it was a bathroom at one time, but there was no toilet there now, just some exposed pipes. Since I’m always thinking about sex, I first thought It would be a good place to hide my porn stash and sex-toys on those times that mom stopped for a weekend visit and during the holidays. It would have made a very small bathroom, with barely enough room for a standing shower, but it was more than big enough for my collection of DVD’s and a couple of dildos. But then I got an even better idea. I remembered seeing an ad online from a guy who had built a glory-hole in a side door of his house. Men would text him that they were stopping by, or just ring his side doorbell at certain times of the day, and slip their dicks through the hole. They’d get a quickie blow-job, he’d get his daily protein allowance, and they’d never even see each other. I planned to do him one better. It only took me a quick trip to the hardware store and a long afternoon to make the modifications because the door was hollow and easy to cut. A couple of saw-horses, some thin vinyl upholstery, a few two-by-fours, para-cord, six-inch bolts, and a simple pulley-system later and I was finished. After I tested everything out to make sure it worked, I headed online. I ran an ad for an “insatiable power bottom” entertaining a session for the coming Saturday. I posted a fairly recent nude selfie and said that condoms were optional, but bareback was preferred. Replies with nude photos would get directions and details. I hit “upload” and waited for the replies to come in. Over the next couple of days, there were a half-dozen replies that seemed serious, with nude photos and detailed descriptions of what they wanted to do to me, so I gave them directions to my house, and told them to come through the garage entrance at seven p.m. I had just enough time after work to shower and get everything ready. I didn’t bother to get dressed or even dry off. Then, after making sure that any doors leading into my house were securely locked, I set up a small table in the garage with some condoms, lube, tissues, and a couple of my dildos. And I left a few bottles of water in a cooler nearby. Then I opened the closet door. I had cut a hole in the center of it, just a bit larger than my thirty-four inch waist. Inside the closet, I had rigged up the saw-horses and planks into a short bench with the end protruding a few inches through the hole in the door. I sat on the edge of the bench and reached through the hole for a pair of hook-and-loop wrist restraints that were dangling from two lengths of para-cord on the outside of the closet door. I wrapped them around my ankles and stuck my feet through the hole. Then I pulled it closed and bolted it shut from the inside. Each length of para-cord was threaded through a small hole that I had drilled in the door near each of the top corners, and then through a pulley suspended from the ceiling just inside the doorway. I lay back on the bench and scooted forward until I was near the edge, and the hole in the door was around my waist. Then I pulled each cord and secured them around hooks that I had screwed into the walls at my sides within reach of each hand. Now my legs were held up and spread, and my hole was open and exposed for my “guests” when they arrived. All I had to do was wait. I put my hands behind my head-on the pillow that I had brought from my bedroom-and felt my cock swell as I thought of the guys who had sent me photos. I hadn’t responded to everyone who had sent me a photo because some guys were into stuff I wasn’t like scat and painful stuff, and some guys were too young (I like Daddy-types), but they were still hot. The guys I did respond to were all over forty, but other than that they had little in common aside from describing themselves as “total top” and “insatiable”. That was all I needed. Aside from directions and instructions to just let themselves in through the small garage door, I told them little. I didn’t have to. They’d all seen my photo, and all wanted a piece of me, so I just laid out what was NOT allowed, told them that condoms would be available if they wanted, but that I didn’t care either way, and that they could go as many times as they wanted until nine O’clock. Just as I was thinking about one of the hot black Daddies who responded, I heard a knock on the garage door and my cock jumped. The knob turned with a click, and the door creaked open a bit, and as soon as I heard a baritone voice ask, “Hello?” I knew it was one of the two. I heard the door close, and just a couple of footstep across the floor when he said, “Ni-i-i-c-e!” I grinned and stroked my cock a bit then, because I was sure that he was one of the black guys, but then stopped because I knew I had to be on my back for a few hours and didn’t want to cum too soon. “This is better than I’d hoped for,” he said, and I felt his hand slide up the back of my thigh and down again. It felt a little dry, but not too rough, and I figured he was the younger stud—just forty-two and not too muscly, but at six foot three and with eight and a half un-cut inches he was fucking hot! I heard his belt buckle jangling, and heard him suck his finger before probing my hole with it. I hadn’t fully lubed myself, but I rubbed a little in my rosebud just in case no one else wanted to. I flexed my hole around his finger and clenched it, and I heard him chuckle. “Yeah… I love a nice tight white boy to cum in…” Then I heard him lube his cock and press the head against my hole. I pushed out to open for him and he chuckled again. “Hungry pussy, ain’t ya?” and he started to push in. Like a hot lead pipe he pushed his cock into me, not ramming it in, but not exactly slowly either. He just pushed in steadily and forcefully, his cock muscling my flesh out of its way so that it could get into me until I felt the wiry hairs on his balls scratching my ass. “Damn, that’s a nice pussy,” he grunted, and started to fuck. He thrust away like a machine in a strong steady rhythm. And from the sound of it, he hadn’t even dropped his pants. He was just fucking me through his open fly. That made my cock jump again. I tried not to stroke it, I just spread my pre-cum across the head because I wanted to see how long I could hold out before I came. And I could tell from the way the doorway was creaking that he had found the cabinet handles that I had screwed into it so that my “guests” would have a hand-hold. Then he paused in his fucking for a moment, and when he started again he said, “Yeah, you look hot like that, boy,” and I knew that he had finally seen my note, even though it was posted, for him, closer to chest-height. I had secured my old tablet computer in its book-style cover to the door (after clearing it of all files) next to a note that read, “If you want to have a look, open the cover.” The video app was linked to a small web-cam that I had mounted to the ceiling looking down on me. He had obviously opened the cover and was watching me being fucked. “Hands behind your head, just relaxing and taking this big black cock." I looked up into the camera and smiled. Although I still couldn’t see him, he picked up speed a little and seemed to fuck harder. “How long you been a cum-dump, boy?” he grunted as he thrust, and I heard him breathing heavier. “All my life,” I said with a smile, and I felt his cock twitch. Truth was, I took my first cock at sixteen, but I knew from that moment that I would never top again. “Awww, yeah!” he howled, and I could picture an ear-to-ear grin on the face from his picture. “Damn, if all you white boys don’t love takin Nigga’ cock…” and I felt his cockhead swell inside me. His thrusts got faster and drove deeper. “Always happy to give it up to a horny brotha,” I replied. “Fuck yeah! Take it, bitch!” He slammed his cock in me to the balls and ground his hips against me as I felt his thick black load blasting into me. He grunted and growled and the door shook as he blew volley after volley of jizz into my tight hole. “Whooo!” he howled, and pulled out of me with a pop. “Thanks, boy,” and he slapped my ass. I heard him grab some tissues and clean his cock. “Sure thing man. Just close the cover again before you go." He zipped his fly, and I heard the cover close again. “Lata,” he called, and the door closed again.

Last night i was at kink playparty a group im part of was throwing. I was in my singlet, but was mainly there to be social. Hadnt expected to play. There is cute Filppino fellow ive met at other event. Who i gave an introduce to slapping to. Since he wants to expand interest beyond just Bottoming. He enjoyed that. Otherwise the evening continue and was stand near the fuck room, watching. When white bearish guy came up in his harness and wearing a hat the said “cumdump” and introduce himself ask if it was ok to kiss. Yes, just cant do deep due to a dental issue i have at the moment. This led to touch, and before long him feeling my harden dick. “ can i suck on that,” he asked? I said yes, and walked into the fuck room and sat down on a couch, and pulled myself out of the singlet. He dropped to his knees, enjoyed himself. I perodically looked around at the others fucking and moaning. It wasnt long before he sat up, and said, “ can this be in me…?” I said sure. And he turned around and grabbed hid poppers as he lowered himself on me and be gain to ride. Another member of my group came in, a young bearish guy and made out with him as he rode me. Before leaving. With that he shifted off me and down to the floor, to doggy. I followed, and grabbed his hip as i shift to fucking him vs himself. i shift between short thrust, to longer and deep ones. Which was eaiser once i grabbed a used his harness. I wasnt sure if i should cum, so i could fuck some more if the chance came up. So i keep going, till i knew it was going to happen. Til i started to unload into him. It wasnt of those instant climaxes, it was a slow one. That starts slow and oozes till the pressure built to a heavier release. All the while fucking him. A little while later we were sitting on a couch in the social area. Where he told me, you have open offer to fuck me anytime.

This is a story inspired by a video post I recently watched (and spunked over bigtime!) ********************************************************************************************************************************* I recently changed the pizza place I use for takeaways, and to be honest I was glad I did, the first evening I ordered something I had a fucking stiffy in my pants after seeing the delivery boy, cute short ginger little muscled fucker with a wide smile and a peach of a bum in his shorts that I gazed at longingly as he walked away from my door. Though I could tell he was a little intimidated by a very large black man each time he turned up to deliver pizza he was friendly and chatty. In time he stayed to chat on the doorstop and I gathered that he was a bit dumb and as he giggled one evening, saying he could smell weed, I surmised he was a bit of a stoner. In addition, from the way he looked at me it gave me a hint that maybe fancied me a bit, but maybe a bit shy or intimidated to follow through. My time came late on a Friday night when I got in from work, showered, put on a robe and ordered a pizza. I was watching a bit of porn whilst smoking a joint and idly playing with my semi-hard cock when the buzzer rang. I was waiting at the door when the lad came up the stairs. He was definitely not himself, in fact he looked a bit teary. I asked him what was wrong and he explained that he had just been given a bollocking by his boss. "Awwww, fuck man, that's a bummer. He chew you out big time eh?" The lad sniffed, responding "Yeah, fucking bastard he...." Then he suddenly stopped talking, and just stared downwards. It was then I realised my robe had fallen open. I laughed, saying "Haven't you ever seen another man's cock before?" His face was almost as red as his hair and he mumbled "Of course," but I noticed that he licked his lips. "Hey, when you finish, why don't you come around we can have some beers and some weed." His eyes lit up as he asked "Really? You want me to come and hang out?" I smiled, answering "Sure, kiddo." When he turned up later that night I was ready. I was delighted to see that he even turned up with his own beer. A few beers and a few joints later I asked him why he was so shocked to see my dick earlier. He blushed furiously and stammered-out this answer: "I've never seen a black man's cock before." Naturally I laughed, asking "But you have seen a man's dick before, eh boy?" He nodded somewhat shyly so I pressed harder "Have you sucked one?" God, I almost burst when he nodded blushing bright red again, but picked-up on the thread, saying "Hey, nothing wrong with that boy." He visibly relaxed as if he had let out a big hidden secret. I smiled and pushed the line of question a bit further, asking "Been fucked?" He almost spat his beer out "No!" I laughed, commenting "Well, never say never." Then I pulled-out my meth pipe, lit it, and took a hit. All wide-eyed, he asked "Whats that?" I exhaled, smiling at him, answering "Primo shite, kiddo. Better than weed." He watched me take another hit, and screwing-up his courage, asked "Can I try it?" I casually smiled, and answered "Of course, my boy." I packed the pipe nice and heavy, and then walked over, sat down next to him, handed him the pipe, and as he looked a bit unsure, I told him what to do. He took to the pipe like a baby to its mothers tit, inhaling deeply and then laughing as the hit took hold. "Fuck, that's good." He started to sweat a bit so it was easy for me to get him to take-off his top. His body was even better than I'd anticipated - he was very pale shade of white, smooth-skinned, and very muscled. I re-packed the pipe and handed it to him. As he blew clouds I felt his big pecs and tweaked his nipples. His eyes now glazed over, I put one hand behind his head, pulled my robe open with the other, and felt no no resistance at all as I pushed his head down, his sweet boy mouth opening-up and finding my big hard cock. As he sucked my bulbous cock head I pulled the back of his shorts down and rubbed his muscled ass. Then, as he groaned in pleasure, I took a hit myself and then pulled him off my dick, went to the bathroom leaving him, and, as I was now in for a busy night, I popped a Viagra and slid a nice thick chrome cock ring around my meat. When I came out of the bathroom I was fucking blown away that he was kneeling on the bed taking another hit of Tina through the pipe. Noticing his eyes were completely glazed, I took the pipe off him and with no resistance from him I twisted him around so he was kneeling on the edge of the bed. I gave his back a little shove and he went forward so his chest was on the bed and his arse was high in the air. I rubbed his white arse gently and he groaned as his boi hole puckered. I held him with one hand while I lined my cock up with his unlubed boi pussy, and pushed-in slowly, teasing his hole with my dickhead. His hole resisted at first but each time I applied pressure, the tip of my dick would spread his little white hole a little more. Then around the seventh thrust, his hole spread and my cock head popped inside. He made a little 'Uuuuhhhh' noise, so I rested for a moment enjoying the view of his little white hole obscenely stretched round my fat black dick. I rubbed my hand over his back soothing him as I pushed gently forcing his hole to accept more of my cock deeper into his ass. He moaned and groaned a bit but didn't resist as my cock penetrated deeper in to his inexperienced ed boi cunt. I stopped at the halfway point, rubbing his back telling him "Oh baby boy, you doing so good." He groaned again as I again applied pressure, pushing another couple of inches inside him. His hole felt so tight round my dick and I was delighted when I reached under him to find him playing with his little hard dick. As I started to fuck him gently I loved the way his hole stretched out with my pull out thrusts and him making 'Uh uh uh' noises as my dick slowly pushed in and out of his ass. "Little boy, you love that big black daddy cock, don't ya boy?" He gave a garbled "Mmmmmmm" again, but then it was not a rhetorical question on my part. I resisted the urge to really rough fuck him, as I wanted his introduction to anal sex to be mutually pleasurable, and besides, the night was young and there would be plenty of time to rape him later. I withdrew my dick from his hole, and he groaned, which prompted me to grin as I inspected his ass lips, finding his little ring was completely puffed-up. He moaned again as I slipped my cock head back in before his hole could close I murmured "Don't worry, baby. Daddy's not finished with your arse - not for a long time yet." He literally sighed as I penetrated deeply into him. His hole was learning fast and though the boy would definitely have a hurting boi pussy the next day, for the moment he was flying on the chems and loving his virgin hole reamed out by my big black dick. I started to fuck him a little harder with no complaints from him, just a lot of little yelps and groans of pleasure which the sensations in my dick mirrored, I shifted forward so I was now kneeling on the bed, with my dick buried to the hilt in his hole I reached forward and grabbed him by his ginger hair pulling him up so he had to use his hands to steady himself. "Look in the mirror boy" I snarled, his eyes focused on the mirrored wardrobe by the bed. He gasped as he saw the reflection of himself being fucked by a big black man old enough to be his grandfather. "Oh, god" he cried as I picked up the pace, plunging my dick into his now red swollen boi pussy. "That's right, little white boy. Watch yourself being corrupted." His groans grew louder but his eyes stayed glued to the action in the mirror. My balls started to tingle as I felt my spunk boiling in them, aching for release. "Fuck yeah, boy, Daddy's going to breed you boi." My dick started to swell and though I held off as long as I could, I knew it would not be long, "Daddy's going to get you pregnant boy, pregnant with my poz babies." His eyes widened and he gurgled with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Soon my dick swelled more and then I blew volley after volley of my seed deep into his guts, and exactly at the same time he shot his load so hard that some of it actually hit the mirror.

Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear I was bumming around one evening taking care of myself. And checking out a few sites. The next morning one the guys I had looked at, and was visiting. Contact me. After a chat, we agreed to meet late that day. At their hotel, we started off with some chatting. Helps with bonding. Before we were on their bed. As he began, sniffing and moaning from the smell of my crotch and pits. Till they perched themselves on my groin as we began to play with each others nipples. The moans and growls that came from both of us went on the length of our time together. Soon enough he shifted from just playing with my nipples, to inserting my cock into his hole. Which he rode, with delight. Soon I shift him into the spooning position. Giving me better angle to pump into him. Till I climaxed in to horny otter hole. He purred in delight as my load wet his insides. I hadn’t gotten off in several days since I was with my partner. Which quickly lead to a second load pumped into him. Or he was happy.

Eastern Illinois—October, 2023 I arrived at my work gig feeling quite refreshed after the bookstore visit detailed in the last post. Which was a good thing, as I had two weeks of intensive work with no time to play. Things relaxed a little by the third week and I finally had a full day off. Two actually. I had scheduled a meet with Keshawn on Tuesday, but I also had Monday to myself. And I needed relief! I chose to go to the bookstore I visited in Eastern Illinois when I had worked this gig the last time. I loved the set up there: the two theatres were behind the same door. The two spaces also had their own restroom which was really convenient. I packed a lunch and made the drive… I buy my admission—as does the man behind me in line. The store has only just opened. We go in. He makes a beeline to the straight side as I go the other direction and piss. There is one man in the gay side, sitting on one of the two couches. He looks familiar from when I was here before, but I can’t be sure. That is until he opens his mouth and begins critiquing the video. I’m right. He never is happy with anything shown here—and is very vocal about it. I move away and go sit in the straight theatre. The other man is there and kneading his crotch. He stops the moment he sees me sit down on the opposite side of the room. The movie is slow—but the action fun. I am yet again surprised by internal cum shots in a straight movie. The next scene begins with a lot of dialogue. I am obviously not going to have any fun with the other man here—as he has sat rigidly, looking at only the screen, with his hands by his side. I wonder if he has even noticed my cock out? I cover it up and go to the other room. The critic has moved to standing in the back. I sit where he was earlier. He takes note of my dick coming out, but soon moves on to the other room to offer his opinions on that video over there to his captive audience. I stroke. A new man arrives. He is around my age, white, with a full head of very white hair. I remember this guy, too. He gives very enthusiastic blow jobs. He sits next to me. He takes out his dick. He looks at mine, longingly. I nod. And he is on his knees in a flash. H takes me into his highly practiced mouth. He sucks. He licks. He deep throats. I nudge him down to my balls. It feels good—he knows what he’s doing. But somehow it isn’t remotely sensual. I could no more cum from it than I could from doing push-ups. He takes a break when his knees tire. I am alone for quite some time, but it’s a hot movie in here, all very juicy threeways. The door opens. No one comes in here for a bit. Then a man I played with a lot last time comes in. He recognizes me, too. He sits next to me. He’s likely 45 to 50, Black, and big boned. His dreads are pulled back and under the hood of his sweatshirt. He looks at me—and looks at my dick. I nod and he goes down on me. He has a large mouth and his tongue is thick and muscular. And he loves sucking cock. Every move he makes tells you he is right where he wants to be. I sigh and let him lick and suck wherever he wants. My cock. My piss slit. My balls. I even undo my pants and shove them around my ankles so he can lick under my balls. He flirts with sweeping that thick tongue over my pucker, he teases me for a moment, but then makes the long slurp up from under my balls to the top of my cock. He pauses to pull his own pants down to his knees. His thick, if not long, cock is rampant. I lean forward and suck him for a moment. He is one of those men who get so hard when they are doing the sucking, but deflate when someone does any reciprocation. He enjoys my mouth—but is eager to get back to sucking me. And I let him. He sucks me long and deep. We kiss—something new for us, but I desperately want to taste his mouth with my precum in it. It’s long and passionate. His cock is fully erected again. He is still on his knees, his ass jutted out to the room. The enthusiastic guy comes back. He crawls under him and sucks on his cock as that large tongue goes back to work on me. I squirm in pleasure. I keep seeing his naked ass. A fat one. I want it. I slide out from under him, and with the other guy still on his cock, I begin licking his hole. This is new for us. He groans. Loudly. Enthusiastic Guy comes up to watch me rim and to jerk himself. EG shoots his load on the floor. “I’m gonna shoot,” groans the man bucking back on my tongue. He does. I get to clean up what is left on his cock. We talk a lot. He has Detroit connections. He takes my number and swears he will let me know when he’s in Michigan. I jerk. I talk to the video critic. The door opens. “Well, well…” It’s the guy who was a staple the last time I was here. White, my age, tall and slim. I had fucked him—the first time he’d allowed himself to have anal sex in years. And here he is, wanting more. “I got a text from…” and he names the man I had just rimmed and made shoot. “He said I better get over here…” We catch up a little. He sucks me, making me squirm. He sits on my cock again to open himself up. I tell him I want to really plow him. “Do it.” We change positions. He kneels on the couch and lets me pummel his ass. “I’m going to shoot,” I groan out. “Can I breed you?” “Fill me up, stud!” And I do. Two weeks of load…saved for a hot hole… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Fill Me Up, Stud!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 31, 2023

My asian fubu texted me while I was at work asking to meet me at Eros SF on Saturday. Of course I said "YES!" We usually meet there for sex since we both do not have a place. At Eros, I saw him reclined on a bed, wearing a towel, watching gay porn in the tv room. I immediately approached him and started sucking on his cock. After a few minutes of sucking his hard cock, he told me to get in position. I dutifully got on all fours, lubed up my ass and handed him the bottle of silicone oil to lube his cock. He started fucking my ass bareback like he always does every time w e meet there. After about half an hour, a white guy comes in and he motioned for the guy to join us. I sucked his white cock while getting fucked by an asian cock. My fubu asked the white guy to fuck me and they switched positions spitroasting me. The white guy shot his cum deep in my ass. I thanked him for his load and he went on his way. My asian fubu then shoved his cock in my ass and pounded me until he also shot his load inside me. He left while I stayed to watch porn and rested. It felt so good having two loads in my ass while I jacked off.

I had gone to bed early and was trying to sleep. When a message came in. I thought it was from my partner with some kind follow up from our earlier conversation. Instead it was from Scruff, and had gotten through before my “Do not Distrub” kick in. It was an visitor (a top) to the area and whose body wasn’t yet in our time zone. So we began the chatting back forth, and it was definitely late. He very much wanted to eat my ass. But I agreed to meet him at his hotel. 57, dad bod, white guy with nipple piercing. I got ready and drove over. Once there I climbed into bed with him, and we started kissing and feeling each other. Each of us playing with others wired nipples especially, and roughly. This soon resulted in us getting harder, and he began to stroke me, and I began to suck his cock. This lead his hands down toward my hole. Which he was becoming more focused on. I rolled over, and dived in. As he ate my ass, he played with my cock. Every time he would grab it, I jumped from the sensation the shoot through me. Taking his time to wet it , and my hole. In addition he also played with my feet as he worked himself up in his firmness. He was ready to fuck me, and I had ask about status before meeting. It has been awhile since I have bottomed, so I was very tight. So it a a couple of go for he was well seated. His cock was thick, but not long. With my tightness he didn’t last long before breeding my black ass with his load. We wished each other a good night, and I headed out with his load in me. I hadn’t cum yet. And I found myself looking online to see if there was any other options available near by. But was late, and I still had stuff to do in the morning.

My first attempt of writing story so i d be glad to get some tips and suggestions. Part 1: Anonymous straight boy It s 2 am and Vincent is horny. He could not sleep, so he did what he have always done, logging in the local hook up website for some late night bootycall. Vincent is a gay guy in his 20s, asian background with a fit body that he honed regularly at the gym. He has been fucking since he was 16. He was attractive, 1.75m and have an average dick. He usually meet guys on grindr, but occasionally he would go on to local hookup site to find those "straight" boys. It s a habit he got from college, helping many classmates "discover" themselves. He has always been a top and he likes the feeling of convincing the so call "straight" boys to let him slide his dick into their virgin hole. He is not big so it was easy to tell them it won't hurt much. And man those boys were easy to turn. When he got out of college, it was harder to find other curious boys so he turned to the anonymous hookup sites, and he was lucky a few times. These sites mostly have those daddies looking for boys or cumdump sluts begging to be fucked, but on the rare occasion a curious guy would pop in looking to experience some man on man sex. Tonight Vincent is lucky again. He gets a message from blondjock95. blondjock95: "Hey man, wanna try a dick. You are down?" vinceprince: "You wanna get banged? Travel?" blondjock95:"Yeah. Just wanna get fucked. CONDOM ONLY. No kissing and i wont touch your dick otherwise." vinceprince: Bingo. "Fine by me. Send ur pic and I ll send the address." Vince opened the attached pic to see a lean swimmer body, he hope the dude looks good too and not a catfish because he really needs to blow his load tonight. 20 minutes later, he got a text from blondjock95, whose name was Derek, saying he arrived. Vincent open the door and is pleased. The guy was handsome, blond hair with gray eyes and killer smile. They got into the room quickly and Vince got down to business. He stripped them both naked and went down on his knee to give Derek a blowjob. He heard a soft moan as his lips wrapped around the rock hard 20 cm cock. He could taste the salty precum leaking out and the musky smell of Derek's balls. Derek is very well shaven, in contrast to Vincent's thick bush. After a few minutes of sucking, Derek is leaking like a fountain. Vincent looks up, smiles and licks his lips. Derek responds with a weak and shy smile. Vincent turns him around and goes for his as, munching on the virgin hole like a ripe peach. Derek is moaning loudly as Vincent drove his tongue in deep. "Lovely virgin hole. Gonna make you cry tonight and addicted to cock tonight baby"-Vincent thinks to himself. He got up and faces Derek. He places his hands on his shoulders and gestures for Derek to move to the bed. When he gets to the bed, Derek suddenly stops and says: "Hey, is it ok if we try something?" "What is it, stud?" Vincent gave a friendly smile, and was caught by surprised when Derek leans in for a kiss. Derek pulls back after a few seconds, unsure what to do. Vincent still has the surprised look on his face, but then goes in for another kiss. Derek is by far the best kisser Vincent has. but something about the clumsy peck and innocent kiss turn him on. The boys keeps making out as they fall onto the bed. After a while, Vincent breaks the kiss: "Let s get you nice and wet back there." Vincent made Derek sat on his face and drove his tongue deep into Derek hole one more time before he seals the deal. He savours the musky cherry ass when suddenly he felt hot breath near his cock. After a moment, he felt Derek's mouth wrapped around his cock. "Lol, easier than I thought. Not so straight afterall."-Vincent thought. The blowjob is just as mediorce as Derek kissing skill. He does not know how to deepthroat and could not handle half the shaft despite Vincent 12 cm. But again Vincent was hit by another surprise. He felt his cum bubbling up his shaft. "What the hell...?"-he thought. So many guys that were way better cocksuckers than Derek had served him and they needed at least half an hour to even get Vincent close. What is wrong with him tonight? "Hey, that s enough. Let s give you what you came here for." Vincent said as he rolls Derek over and climbs between his legs. He got the condom on and lubed up Derek. He sank into the virgin hole as the blond jock gasp for breath, feeling his cherry getting popped. Vincent size let him easily pass through the sphincter and reached Derek's prostate. "Let's get the party started."-he thought. Then Derek pulled him down for another clumsy kiss, and suddenly his cum is about to spill again. Derek panickingly pulled out and rolled over. "What's wrong?" Derek sounds concerning. "It's... I don't know. I m sorry but I m close. Maybe cuz i havent cummed for the whole day." Derek tried to hold in his cum. "Damn. I wanna try tonight..." Derek sounds dissappointing and Vincent's heart sinks. He is not sure from what but he does not like the feeling. The shame of not be able to perform? The guilt of getting this boy all the way here to let him down? "Well. I came all the way here. Can I fuck you then?" Derek asks "Like hell you would, virgin."-Vincent thinks and is about to say when he catches the puppy eyes. The words did not escape his mouth. Mix of guilt and shame flushes back in and he blurted out: "Ok." And so Derek lubed up Vincent the way he did him before. Vincent was still dumbfounded of what he agreed to and just lie there. Derek gets into missionary and line his dick in front of Vincent's hole. He looks him in the eyes with the innocent look again. Derek has a cold feet. He has not been fucked for years and might as well be a virgin. He only fucks, he does not want to get fucked. He opened his mouth to protest when the tip of Derek's cock pushes in. A deep grunt followed by a high pitch moan escapes Derek. He feels like his breath is knocked out as the cock invaded him. "Fuck, this is why I don't bottom."-Vincent thinks. He feels taken, by a virgin he s suppose to be fucking no less. Like the virgin he is, Derek does not let Vincent adjust and begins to pound away and Vincent could not voice his protest. His breath keeps getting knocked out by each thrust and he could not do anything but lie there and takes the pounding, sobbing while his hole getting stretched. Then Derek leaned in for the kiss and the pain slightly subsided. And so Vincent clings to it. He is like a thirsty man in the desert who s finally given some water and does not want to let go. His hole is on fire and Derek's clumsy kiss is the only thing making it better. It goes on for ten minutes, and Derek just goes harder. Vincent's hole finally get used to it and his prostate was being pounded hard. He is in so much pain and ecstasy that he is in tear and sobbing. And it finally arrives. His cumshot is massive. It sprays all over him and even hit Derek in his chest and face. Vincent just cries in orgasm at this point, involuntarily squeezing his hole, making Derek pump a big load inside. Derek caught his breath after a minute and pulled out. In his exhausted state, Vincent could see it. That look that he had seen so many times from all the "straight's boys" that he popped their cherry. Derek was flooded with shame of what he just did. He pulled out the condom and quickly dressed up. He immediately left Vincent lying there covered in cum with a mere "Thanks, goodbye man." Vincent tried to process. His touched his hole and it was slightly gape and sore. His body is drenched in sweat and cum. He got some on his face too. It mixes with his tears that he shed when he was fucked. Tear of joy? "Fuck, I cried cuz I was fucked." He spoke out loud. He rubbed his eyes carefully to not get the cum in. He needs a shower. A hot shower. To be continued

Me: Black Bear, 46yr, Salt and pepper hair, & bald Partner/Pig: White bear, 53yr, Gray, & Bald Normally I don't write or post about the experience with my partner, with respect to our relationship. But I think our latest experience is an exception to that rule. We haven’t been to the bathhouse together since before COVID, and had been avoiding going due to the risk till this weekend. With the holiday upon us, we decided to have an evening of debauchery there. Before leaving, I had my Piggy Partner put on his chain collar and cock cage. He presented his cage for me to lock it, and then kneeled for me to put his collar on. And then we were off. When we got there we had to wait for a room to come available. But we began the evening in the hot tub, where he began to massage my legs and back. As I had been at the gym earlier doing my Leg Day exercises. Which felt so good. (What I hadn’t noticed until later was my Pig, always walking behind me in deference to my Dominant position on this outing. He even informed me that they were looking on with envy of the situation.) We sat in the sauna for a bit, and then tried the steam room and couldn’t find a seat. So we checked out the dark area. By this time our room finally became available. After securing our stuff, we revisited the steam room and finally got a seat across from some guys enjoying a blowjob. My Pig reached over to feel my dick hardening, he then leaned over and began to blow me. At this point a crowd seemed to be forming around us and the other couple. Among these was a Latin guy who seemed very interested in us and quickly offered his uncut cock. Which I motioned for my Pig to start sucking. The Latin started making out with me, and then motioned for us to go have 3some. I checked for consent from Pig, who agreed. We returned to our room, where the Latin guy (who spoke little English) laid down on the bed, and My Pig returned to sucking him off. I climb on to his chest and trapped him under me. And offered him to start sucking me off. We stayed like this for a few minutes, but things shifted, as he wanted to fuck. I quickly found myself on all four with the Latin guy positioning me. Which quickly became a struggle to get him to slow down on entering me, as I don’t get to bottom as often as I like to. (Generally I get it from my Pig when I don’t have it in a cage.) Finally got them in properly, and he began to rough power fuck me. Before I had taken a break. He motioned My Pig into position on top of me, and he then began to fuck My Pig, in the same way (I said to my My Pig. “See why I said Slow down”). But soon he wanted my ass again. Rolling me onto my back and placing my legs on his shoulders, he re-entered me, and fuck away. This was better but still rough. My Pig leaned down and kissed me, and supportively as this assault on my hole continued. Soon the Latin guy slowed to a stop. I wasn’t certain if he had come in me, but he was done. He thanked us and left. My pig laid down next to me and snuggled me. I whispered to him, “ How were enjoying watching me get fucked?” He replied, “It’s hot, but I enjoy it more watching you fuck,” before kissing me again. After a little time to recover and enjoy our snuggle, we split up to wander around to see what we could find and enjoy. Before long I found him at the glory hole walkway, and positioned myself to receive another of his delightfully skilled blowjobs. Watching the happenings around us before reaching a point, I patted him on the head with a smile for his good service. And continuing on. It was likely 20 minutes later I found My Pig again, lying in the communal sling in the Dark area. Once there, I rubbed his feet and then his hole, which was eager to get fucked. Which I did, but the sling was set for someone much shorter than me. So this dance we were having with each other was to continue on as our evening connected. Before we returned to our room and snuggled again. This time with the door open and My Pig’s ass on full display for all those passing by. As we lay there, My Pig began to lick and nibble at my nipples. Soon I was hard and lightly stroked myself, as guys walked by. Before long, the Latin guy came back by, and entered. In his limited english, he asked if I could fuck him. I agreed and my My Pig shifted out of the way, and he climbed atop me and straddled me. Before sitting himself on my cock, and began to fuck himself and stroking along the way. My pig is rubbing my legs. This was a very different experience from earlier, as I know the disadvantage that can happen for a bottom, when dealing with an unaware top. He soon let out a moan and stopped as I noticed some white at the end of cock in the low light. ( A response that I know other bottoms have had when I’ve been in the right space to stay hard for the fuck.) He thanked us and left. I had yet to climax. My pig closed the door and returned to snuggle. As we laid there, this experience we just had thinking. Before long I asked My Pig to come with me and help with me trying to fuck some one else again, but with more support. I led My Pig to this bottom’s (Latin also) room I had noticed earlier, whose ass had this nice hairiness to it. I climbed on top of the bottom and began to enter him, as I pulled My pig to start nibbling roughly on my nipples. The Bottom quickly began to moan and say “Yes” as I fucked his hole. Sweat was forming and dripping from me. The Bottom was moaning more as he enjoyed this fuck. I was growing closer to climaxing. Another guy entered the room and said “let me eat the load out of you when you're done.” A few moments later I finally released the load that I had into the Bottom. As the new guy told him to clamp down. I slid out as he moved to eat the load of him. I slipped off to the shower and then returned to the room. Before snuggling some more with My Pig. I soon felt sleepy. So I slapped his ass, and told him to go out and get a few loads in that ass. He laughed and left. I dozed for a while. I have no idea how much time had passed before My Pig returned, and joined me on the bed. He confirmed that he got a load, so we fell asleep together. Sometime later we woke up, and My Pig began to sniff at my pits, and run his hands across my nipples again. I responded back with some of the rough play that I know he likes. As this back and forth continued between us, it just heightened the desire that exists between us. I glanced at the mirror in the room, and then said to him, “I know how much you like watching me fuck. Especially when the one I’m fucking is you. This time you can do that in the mirror, while others can watch from the door.” We opened the door to the room, and My Pig rolled onto his side, as I entered his loaded hole, to remind him of who owns that hole, and how has fucked it more often than anyone. I don’t know how much time had passed, before I felt what I thought was my Pigs hand on my chest. I opened my eyes from the blissed-out fuck to see a (latin Bear) in the room and asking to getting fucked too. We tried to form a train, but it didn’t work. He exited and I returned to fucking My Pig, His moan of pleasure of watching himself get fucked filled my ears again, as I fell into the bliss of fucking. Before once more another hand was once again at my nipple teasing it. Another (latin) man was there admiring us, before leaving. The sweat just dripped off me. My Pig shifted and opened his mouth, catching my sweat as it dripped off me into his mouth. Once I was slipping into bliss. Before once more I was suddenly aware of someone standing in the room who praised us, and smiled. I blinked and panted as they did, then he left as well. I turned to my My Pig and said, it’s nice to get the attention, but it's getting in the way. I shifted my foot and closed the door, and returned to fucking, and blissing out. Soon it became clear to me this wasn’t a fuck to ruin his hole, or to have the massive climax. This was a fuck to enjoy the experience of feeling, motion, and heat of each other. To be lost in that bliss of the moment and the connection we have for each other. The sweat just flowed off me as I soon filled his hole with my second load of the evening. And the love I feel for him, in the most physical way I could, and that I haven’t had with anyone else in my life. Love ya Piggy.

Near Home—January, 2023 Another day (mid-month). Another day at the bookstore. It is just after lunchtime as I park. There are more cars than usual filling the lot. A good sign? Who knows? I go in, exchange pleasantries with the clerk, go off to piss and finally walk into the straight theatre. A few men are scattered around the room. All attention is on the video, not each other. I sit to the side and unbutton. The porn is good. DP anal here on the straight side. I stroke. The men are restless. The five men in the room are soon replaced with others. I stroke. I think I hear a blow job happening behind me. I hear steps behind me. I turn. An older Black man is there, his cock filling his fist. He is likely in his 50’s. You can tell he once was heavy, but he’s lost a lot of weight, with layers of belly skin that has not yet re-sized. But his cock is a beauty. It is darker than his over all skin tone. He’s as long and as thick as I am. The flared cock head juts up, at a different angle from the thick column of flesh behind it. “They said you suck cock,” he whispers, jerking his head towards the man in the cocksucker’s seat (who is busy on someone else.) I don’t answer, I just take his dick into my mouth. Fuck, I’m full. I fear my teeth are in the way, as I can’t possibly cover them correctly with the stretch to take him. The man sighs. Then tells me in another whisper that he loves my tongue action. I’m glad for the feedback as I am feeling I can’t do any of my usual tricks with the amount of cock flesh in my mouth. I pause for a second with just his drooling cock head on my tongue. He decides to fuck my face. I just stay still and let him pummel my mouth and throat until my eyes begin to water. I pull off him and use all the spit he’s created on his hairy balls. They are big and covered in kinky black hair. He strokes his cock and groans as I lick, leaving them wet and sticky. “You swallow?” he whispers. I nod. He pushes into my mouth. His cock gets even girthier as he begins to fire. He’s so deep I can’t taste it at all. His load goes straight down my throat. I get the merest hint of his tasty load on my tongue when he pulls out. He squeezes my shoulder in thanks and disappears… * I watch a little porn and stroke. I move next door. A white bear with a shaved head is sitting in the room alone. His jeans are around his ankles. He is stroking a thick cock. I sit along the back wall. We eye each other as I unbutton and haul out my cock. “That’s a beauty. Let me suck it.” He slumps down in the chair. I stand and feed him my dick. He begins doing to me all the things I have just been doing to that huge dick. Lots of tongue, deep throating and ball licking. I sigh with pleasure. The door opens. Neither of us move. A young Black man enters. He stops, transfixed, that live sex is happening right in front of him. He moves around so he can see better. We both like an audience. The Bear strokes himself as he takes me to the root, showing off. The young man has pulled out a bigger than average cock. He strokes as he watches me grab the Bear by the ears and fuck his face. “Hot!” he hisses, his hand moving rapidly over his dick. “You should try his mouth.” The young man steps back, then takes a breath and walks towards me. I pull out of the Bear and let the newcomer get sucked. I watch the look of appreciation cross the kid’s face as the bear start his tongue work. I go to my knees and begin sucking the Bear. Things escalate fast. The Bear is groaning—with a dick in his mouth and a mouth on his cock. I can feel his pre-cum become a river. The young man is now pumping into the Bear’s mouth. Faster and faster. “Oh, fuck!” The kid starts to spurt. He makes a move to pull out, but the Bear holds him in place. The Bear groans, taking the load—and suddenly spurting one into my mouth at the same time. I lick him clean as he does the same to the young man in his mouth. I stand, stroking. The young guy looks at my cock. “Shoot that thing,” he says. “In my mouth,” the Bear grunts out. I stroke my cock about five times before I shove it into the Bear’s wet mouth, mixing my jizz with the remnants of the load already on his tongue… The original is here (with 1500+ others): From My Side of the Sling: The Bear In the Middle (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 23, 2023

Ever since I started having sex I would always bottom. I love the feeling of a man’s hard dick inside my ass. However, I’ve recently had a growing desire to fuck. I don’t care to get in a relationship so I just got in Sniffies and in about an hour I found a guy who wanted to fuck. I walked into his place to find him face down ass up. His ass was already prepped and slick with was probably another man’s cum. At this point I was so horny and nervous I was operating off of pure testosterone and adrenaline. I was oozing precum in my shorts before I just said “fuck it” and slide my Dick all the way in one go. He jumped a little at first, but eased himself back on my dick. His pink hole against my Black dick was so hot it made me even hornier. The act of fucking a someone, especially a man I was barley acquainted with was so [banned word], and there I was living it. I don’t remember how long I fuck him for. But I shot my load in his ass, put my shorts back on and went home. I honestly feel like a changed man. Can’t wait to breed some more ass

Sweet Asian bottom next door bro type visiting Orlando on 1/20 for Atlantis cruise 1/22-29, then back to Orlando 1/29-31. Any top daddies uncles and brothers wanna show me good points how FL men breeds neg man pussy?

The fantasy (much much more a reality) is to have a jocky/athletic build good looking guy who almost exclusively loves to serve/service black men. And I mean the type whom would be willing to do ANYTHING to make their black master happy. One who is more or less blue collar/average in the streets but a complete bitch boy urinal cumdump in the sheets who's goal is to be used over and over again-whether by one dom or multiple at any given time. To be a personal fucktoy... a walking, breathing flashlight...a hole whom happens to have a name is all you desire Does such a person(thing) exist in this city?

Before the main event, here's some necessary background. Tyler Evans Jr, known as TJ and Matt Williams, known as MJ are lifelong friends who share a birthday. Growing up next door to each other, their dads are also friends. MJ was born prematurely, in the seventh month and his mom died in childbirth. TJ was full term and born exactly an hour later. TJ's mom ran off with a truck driver when he was 2 years old. Matt and Tyler, the elders are college friends and partners in a construction company. Today is their 18th birthday and the 2 of them have something special planned. While TJ is black and MJ white, they'd always considered themselves to be brothers and they never spent a day apart. Matt Sr came down to the kitchen, surprised to see that his son was already awake and had breakfast on the table. Both dressed only in boxers and wifebeaters, it was always casual attire at this hour. "Happy 18th Birthday, my young man! What are your plans for today?" He gave his son a chaste kiss on his forehead. MJ had grown into quite an attractive man, he'd inherited his late mother's bright red hair, but he was otherwise his father's son, 6' tall and toned with a hairy chest, a trim moustache and from what he could see, an ample package. "I think a proper kiss is in order!" MJ exclaimed, surprising his dad by pulling his face close and parting his lips. Though shocked, his dad responded and they kissed passionately for a minute. Pulling back, he said, "TJ and I have the same things planned. As a matter of fact, he and Uncle Ty are most likely doing just what we are right now. You see, we've known about you and Uncle Ty for quite some time. Don't worry, if we weren't fine with it, I wouldn't have kissed you like that, but I've wanted this for the longest time." Taken aback and yet relieved Matt Sr heaved a sigh. "How did you find out? How long have you known? How much do you know? Why did you wait until now to tell me this? Are you and TJ both fine with having gay dads?" "Since we never saw you dating any women, but you guys were out every night, we decided to get on our bikes and follow you, we were 14 at the time. Your red truck is hardly inconspicuous and when we saw it parked at B&S Tavern with the rainbow flag, it didn't take a genius to figure it out. I'd known for sure I'm gay since I was 10, but it wasn't until that night that I told TJ. He came out to me and we had our first kiss. I think we know every dirty detail and dirty isn't bad. If you remember, it was about that time I wanted to work for the CIA as an agent. Thanks to your generous allowance, I was able to buy tiny cameras which I put all over the house and we've seen everything! There was no need for us to buy porn when we had 2 hot studs enjoying each other and the occasional other men!" Next door, at the Evans house, the conversation went like this. "So you see, dad, MJ and I have known for quite some time and you have our approval as well as our blessings! Today, I'm officially a man and I want to be kissed like one!" He pulled his father's face to his and they kissed deeply. "Maybe it's wrong to speak ill of the woman who gave birth to you, but I'm glad you're nothing like her" Ty said. "From the day you were born, you were the image of me and as amazing as that is, I'm proud of the sweet, smart man you've grown into. If you don't mind me saying so, you and MJ are both sexy! Breakfast is gonna get cold. Let's eat!" Back at the Williams residence, MJ had just loaded the dishwasher when he got a text from TJ, 'Dishwasher loaded, do you want us there?' He replied, 'As soon as you can and don't bother getting dressed, just use the gate!' To be continued? Feedback appreciated.

The actual next entry, The Watcher, contains moments of straight sex observed. Not sure if I can mix thing on a blog on this site--I will just give a link to those who might care: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/the-watcher.html Louisville—May, 2021 Keshawn, he of that glorious ass and massive dick, let me know that he was holding a birthday party for himself in Louisville. He was inviting some of his favorite (and vaccinated) men for an all out hotel orgy to celebrate the day. Could I come? I barely had to think. Of course I would go. I was more than ready for something like this. I booked a room at another hotel across the river for my overnight. On the day, I got to town early. I napped at my deserted motel and just before the appointed time drove across the river and found his much bigger—and more highly occupied—hotel. I waited forever for an elevator as they were being very strict about how many people were in each car. I eventually made it up—and knocked… Keshawn lets me in. There are easily a dozen men, all clothed and masked, in the room. They are watching the enormous television and having a drink, sipping carefully around the face coverings. I feel like they are all waiting for me. It is a lovely diverse lot of men: in body type, in age, in color, in kink level. We chat. I open my bottle of water. I am actually feeling a little ill at ease as they all seem to know each other. One more man arrives—and it’s the cue to strip. The great equalizer. Off come the clothes and the masks. I have a man kneeling in front of me before I can get my leather cuff on. I have opted for a brand new jock, boots and my wrist cuff. The man sucking me moves on. I kneel and give warm up head to hot Latino daddy. Men are everywhere on the two beds and on the surrounding floor. Everyone seems to have a strong oral side. There is a lot of back and forth. I look at two young men, both on their knees, sharing the dick of a man who is likely older than their combined ages. It’s a great vibe. I watch Keshawn, lying on the bed, as his cock is sucked by a heavier, older white guy. I go towards them. The older guy moves around, squatting over that big dick and lowers himself slowly onto it. I love seeing the ebony shaft disappearing into his pale, white ass. I go over, kneel and begin to lick Keshawn’s balls. Soon I am tonguing the shaft as it comes out of this guy’s ass. Keshawn pulls him down, so they are chest to chest. I lick the full length of that hot cock, while only the thick head is still buried in the man. The head plops out eventually, so I suck his cock—and then work it back into the man, using my spit for lube. Keshawn announces he wants my dick. We move around the bed so he can continue to fuck the big guy—and I can fuck Keshawn. This works well. I have had him in this position any number of times. I stand still and let him impale himself on me and then he fucks into the guy still on the bed. Eventually, we vary it by letting the guy suck the ass juice off of Keshawn—and I take a turn up the white guy. This man’s hole is hot, wet and squeezes anything invading him. A good fuck. And one we both return to countless times over the night. * I have moved around the bed. I have two younger men on my dick. Well, one is on my dick and the other my balls. The guy sucking me is Latino and very handsome. The ballsucker is average, thin, white, blond and cute. And he has bottomed for the man sucking me. I can’t wait to taste his ass. As they both come up for air, I go to my knees and begin rimming the blond, turning his hips so he takes the Latino in his mouth. I love how fluid we all are…for soon the Latino joins me on the floor and we take turns tongue fucking this boy. Then we take turns fucking him with our dripping dicks. I drop back to my knees as he fucks him first. I make it clear, that I want him to pull out of the Blond and fuck my mouth. He gets it. He does it. And pushes right back into the ass, with a satisfied groan. When it’s my turn to fuck, the Latino goes to his knees, expecting the same treatment. I love pulling out, letting him clean me off and pushing back between the Blond’s swollen ass lips. We change off, each of us fucking the blond once more—before Keshawn approaches and splits the Blond’s ass all but in two. The Latino and I stay on our knees and take turns cleaning Keshawn’s gorgeous cock. * I have a very intimate moment with a much older Latino. He has been fucking all the available hole. His dick isn’t big, but has a delicious looking thick foreskin. He stands, leaning against the wall as I clean his cock of precum and ass jizz. He both zone out and forget the rest of the room for about 10 minutes… * I am sprawled on the bed. I have asked a freshly fucked man to ride my tongue. He is planted on my face. Someone has gone from sucking my cock to riding it. The man on my tongue is squirming and moaning…and leaking a load onto my tongue. I tongue fuck as hard as I can, enjoying all the juices he drips into my mouth. Finally, his legs give out and he moves off me. I see it is Keshawn riding my dick. He leans down to my face and whispers—“I want you to meet my friend.” I nod and he gets me. We don’t have far to go—just to the other bed. I had seen him from the first moment I walked in. He is the handsomest man in the room, where there are a number of contenders. He is around the same age as Keshawn, He is muscled—with a harness showing off the definition. His dark skin literally glows. He is well hung and has been topping every man who wants his large cock. I am introduced with “This is the guy from Michigan I told you about.” The handsome one smiles—and hefts my cock, letting out an appreciative breath. He kneels, as does Keshawn. They share my cock back and forth. Soon, Keshawn stands up—and now the handsome one has me and Keshawn’s monster slapping at his face. I pull out and go to the floor and take the handsome one to the root as Keshawn fucks his mouth. Soon, we trade off on fucking Keshawn. At some point in our rotation of going from his ass to his mouth, Keshawn tells his friend: “You should let him fuck you.” There is momentary pause, then Handsome one pulls out of Keshawn’s ass and bends over the foot of the bed. “Go easy,” he mumbles. I kneel and get my first taste of his ass. Keshawn spreads the Handsome One’s cheeks so I can tongue him deeper. I spit and tongue and poke—making the man beg for my dick. “Fuck me, stud…” he mumbles into the bedspread. I stand up and enter him. I get three inches into him. Keshawn kneels and pulls my cock out of his ass, licks it and spits a bigger gob of spit back on it. I now sink halfway in. The Handsome One groans. I reach under him, touch his cock and get a handful of pre-cum. Again I pull out and let Keshawn taste his friend. I rub the pre-cum in with the spit…and glide into the willing ass. Keshawn now squirms under me and is there to lick my balls as I fuck his friend. It’s not a long fuck—but an incredibly satisfying one. Soon enough he asks me to stop so he can fuck Keshawn. This time I eat his freshly fucked hole on the each backstroke. He loves this. He fucks him harder and harder—and slams back each time onto my pointed tongue. “I want to taste your hole”—he announces to the room. I am tossed on my back on the bed. Keshawn holds my legs—and sits on my face. I feel the wet tongue of the Handsome One explore my hairy crack. When he has had his fill, he tells Keshawn to get off my face—he has to kiss me. It is an incredibly hot kiss—the taste of all our asses on each other’s tongues—for Keshawn is right there—all three mouths sharing and exploring… * When I come back to earth, I notice a couple more men have arrived. I am thinking we are around 16 now. Soon enough, I have had some sort of sexual contact with almost everyone in the room. Men are beginning to shoot—down throats or in asses. The Handsome One breeds a regular fuck bud of his. I am there to felch and share with the bottom. I know I want to breed the Birthday boy. How else could I possible thank him for including me? As the men begin departing, I tug Keshawn by the cock to the far bed. I put him on his back. I want to watch his face as I give him my loads. I eat his ass briefly—having been there so much of the night. I rear up—enter him and fuck. Hard. “Fill me up,” Keshawn moans, stroking that monster cock. That’s all it takes after the hours of play. My balls give up—and I shoot my pent up load. In two strokes—he joins me, shooting a massive load all over his chest. I lick some up… and bring it to his mouth. We kiss… “Fuckin’, happy birthday,” I say as I drool his load into his mouth… And the link, as always to explore the rest of the blog: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/keshawns-birthday-orgy.html

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Loaded Up: PART 1: At the theater It was late Friday night and I needed some cock. I took a Lyft home and logged onto BBRT to see who was online. After a few minutes of scrolling, I saw this hot daddy: mid-40’s, muscled up, scruffy, biohazard tattoo on his left pec. We started chatting and he sent over some fuckin’ HOT dick pics. Said he was lookin’ to plow a tight ass and that his name was Joe. Asked me what I was lookin’ for. “Loads, man. It’s been a long shitty week in the office and I need a cock to stretch me out and load me up.” I said. He said he couldn’t host, but he knew a place here in the SOMA district here in San Francisco called Folsom Gulch. “Its pretty run down” he said “but it gets a pretty diverse group of guys and it can get pretty hot- always guys raw fuckin’ there. You can get as much dick as you need there, especially if you like men of color.” “Yeah, man that’s just what I need, man. I love riding cock- especially black cock and think it’d be hot to try some D/s race play” I said. He got quiet for a second, so when I asked him what made his cock start leaking- he started talkin’ about how hot incest was and how he’d always wanted a brother or cousin to fuck. Hell, he even liked the idea of finding a hot little fucker to pimp out and, if people asked who he was fuckin’- he wanted to tell them it was his “little brother”. “Works for me, man” I said, my asshole starting to twitch. “Let’s do this”. I gave him my cell number and we decided to meet up in an hour at the Gulch- see if we could make both our fantasies work. About 45 minutes later, I was lubed up (I like using t-lube- makes me even more hungry) and in my favorite drawstring sweat shorts (they actually had a tear in the back for easy access). As I headed over to Folsom Gulch in my beat up van to see if my “big brother” had made it to the store., I lit up a t-laced blunt and smiled thinking about all the anon loads I was hopin’ to get. By now it was about 2 am and I easily found parking outside the shop. There were 4-5 cars parked on the street- looks like it had some potential for a hot night. I grabbed my poppers, killed the last of the joint and headed into the store. Typical sex shop- dvd’s, didlo’s in the front, theater screening porn with a few seats in the back of the shop- you know what I’m talkin’ about. I looked around and saw a few guys lingering around inside the store- but didn’t spot Joe. I started walking back toward the theater with my sweat shorts hanging low- making sure everyone knew I wasn’t wearing underwear. There was a really tall fuckin’ black dude looking at the dvd rentals when I walked through the back area of the store. He looked at me outta the corner of his eye- so I slowed down a bit, nodded to him and took a huge hit off my poppers (making sure to make eye contact) and stepped into the theater. Now, although it was pretty dark in the theater, the first thing I noticed was a hairy guy in a construction vest on his knees sucking my "big brother's" fat fucking cock while Joe leaned up against a wall. Fuck, yeah! I started taking off my shirt and threw it on the nearest chair as I walked over and started to make out with Joe and rubbing my hard fucking bulge on the side of the face of the construction dude who was on his knees servicing him. Construction guy leaned over, pulled my cock out to suck and immediately reached up the leg of my loose shorts and started to stroke my ass. I started chewing on Joe’s big nips, while he talked all kinds of nasty shit into my ear. Damn, this guy had some serious cock sucking skills. After a few minutes, construction guy realized that I was all lubed up and immediately shoved two fingers up my hungry cunt while he kept deep throating my cock. I finally had to shove his mouth over to my Joe's dick to keep from shooting my load. He just turned and quickly swallowed my buddy's fat fucker while- without skipping a beat- he added a third finger to my wet, hole. At this point, the construction guy started to stand up and Joe smiled and said “baby bro- it’s on, now!”. He turned around and leaned me over a padded chair. He stood there for a second with his hard cock in front of my mouth as the construction guy lined up his long cock with my ass. I took out my poppers and took a big fuckin’ hit right before Joe slid that fat dick of his down my throat and then he took the poppers and handed them to the construction guy- who took a big hit as his cock sunk all the way into my hole in one shove. I sucked my shit-talking “bro’s” cock while this hairy construction dude pounded my hole and twisted my nips while he kept telling me he was gonna “knock me up” and if I was ready for his “hot” load. After a few minutes, he started breathing faster- really slamming it deep up in my guts and then he pulled out and made a groaning sound as he shot all over my back and ass….. and then he pulled up his pants and was gone. It was just Joe and me there, now in the theater. “So- was that what you wanted, fucker?” he asked me? Right about then, the tall black guy I had seen in the back of the store came in. My buddy immediately started saying shit in my ear like, "Oh- fuck yeah, man! This ones for you, bro. I wanna see you get fucked by some black cock. This one's gonna really fucking stretch that sloppy cunt of yours like you need. Go on, fucker- offer your fuckin’ pussy to him, bro." I looked him in the eye for a second and leaned forward on the chair and started to suck on Joe’s cock again, real slow-like, while turning my head a bit to make eye contact with the black guy who had sat down near us. He looked over and started rubbing on his crotch as Joe started talking to him. "Hey man, how you doing? Horny? Wanna get some of this? My little brother here sucks dick like a champ, man. Take your cock out, bro- you’ll like it. Here- c’mon, man- look how much he’s loving this- he’ll swallow that load for you. You should check out how good this feels- look at it stretching his throat, man." I kept watching the black guy without slowing down. Now, this guy was really tall- maybe 6’4- built thick and muscular and I honestly, was a little afraid of him. Seemed like he was starting to get into it, though as he started rubbing his dick in his baggy jeans and watching us. His eyes got a little bigger when my bro told him about how we were “brother's out on the prowl”. “Fo’ real, man? Your brothers?! Nah- c’mon, that’s bullshit…” he said "Dude” Joe said “My brothers been suckin’ cock since we were kids. Hell, by the time he was 10, he was taking more cocks then most cracked out whores workin’ the street. Seriously, man” The guys eyes got real big right about then and he leaned forward to watch me a bit- So I just kept sucking Joes cock- from the head all the way to the balls and waited to see what would happen. I shifted my ass a bit, as my mouth slid up and down that cock, so he could see the ripped hole in the back of my shorts and he finally spoke. "He really is a fucking whore isn't he?" He sounded pissed off. "Yep" Joe responded with a big smile. With that the black guy pulled out his huge fucking uncut, hard as a steel, cock. I was amazed at how fucking THICK and hard the dude was- I mean his cock actually made a “smacking” sound when it flew up against his abs. It must have been about 9 inches long, but around 8 inches around- a real ass stretcher. He just stroked it, his hand starting at the base and giving a little swirl at the head as Joe spewed his incest shit. "My brother wants some black cock, man. He loves sucking it and getting fucked by it." – you know, shit like that. The black guy leaned forward and ran his finger down the crack of my hairy ass. His finger reached through the tear in the back of my shorts and he started playing with my lubed up hole. He had long skinny fingers and he pushed his finger in deep. "Shit man" he said to my bud, "Your brothers fucking pussy, man- it’s wet and wide open… it’s like a fucking hairy snatch." He sounded like he was hypnotized. Like all the hot talking that my "bro" was doing had put him in some kind of trance. He had added a second long finger and was grinding my hole, not really finger fucking it, but just grinding in and twisting in and out an inch or so. It felt so fucking hot. My brother pushed me off of his cock and told me it was time to stretch my mouth and show my skills on some black dick. The black dude just ripped his fingers out of my ass, sat back and pulled his jeans all the way down to his knees. He reached over, grabbed my head and rammed it down on his fucking monster cock. He face fucked me (with some help from my bro's big, beefy hands that kept pushing my head down on his meat) for the next five minutes or so. Joe kept on talking nasty while that fat cock tore up my throat- making my eyes water and stretching my throat to its limit. I was right about the black guy, he was a mean fucker. He enjoyed forcing his cock deeper that I could take it. Now, I've taken some huge cocks down my throat over the years- hell some of ‘em longer than this kids- but the thickness and amazing hardness of his black pole eluded me- but even though I kept trying, I couldn't get it all the way down my throat- it was just too damn fat. But we kept trying- Joe seemed to had made it his mission. He was saying things like "I wanna see your lips all the way down on his pubes, you fuckin’ whore” and then he would lean down to my ear and say quietly "Swallow that mother-fuckin’ cock, bro. If my brother wants a thick load of cum from a black fucker in his throat and hole, I'm gonna get it for him. Ya know I love watching you slobber on a mans cock, baby bro and I want you to have what you want- hell, what you fucking NEED!. Yeah, baby-You feel how hard that fuckin’ cock is, that's because your a hot, nasty whore and this man loves to fuck hot, nasty whores like you." He would ram his fingers in me to punctuate his dirty talk and..... fuck… that was like a drug to me. He pulled me up off my knees and pushed me back over one of the cheap plastic chairs and handed the black guy a condom. "Wait.. a fucking condom? What the fuck?" I thought "Fuck my whore brother, man. Give it to him hard. He aint no soft little bitch, he can take a beating." The guy ripped open the condom - like he was in a trance and rolled it down his black cock- stretching that fucking rubber to capacity. I was a little scared of the shit Joe was saying to the guy, but honestly-it was exactly what I wanted and had jerked off to for years. It was like Joe could read my dirtiest fantasies and speak them out loud. I opened my bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. I was gonna need a steady stream of vapors to take what this fucker was about to slam up my hole and I planned on throwing my horny cunt right back at him. The guy stood up and as I looked back at him over my shoulder, he stared me in the eye while that rock hard black cock started zeroing in on my already cum filled hole Right about then someone came in (a latin guy, in dirty jeans and a work shirt- looked like a mechanic, maybe) and we both slowed for a second to look at him. I was bent over a seat, facing the door with a young black fucker with his pants around his ankles about to breed me and this guy just acted like nothing special was going on. Fucking hot! The latin guy sat down a couple of chairs over from the one I was bent over and fished out a nice, veiny, uncut cock- semi hard, but pretty big already. Right then my fucker found the mark and sank in all the way- with an extra slam of force on the last couple of inches that made me gasp. I could feel every inch of that thick fuck stick in my guts. Joe kept talking to the guy stretching my cunt, encouraging him to “fuck me with everything he had” and “to really make me remember the night that I got fucked by a real man that knew what to do with a white boy”. This guy fucked me so hard and deep he was almost knocking me off the chair. Finally Joe came around to the front of me so he could slide his slimy cock down my throat and giving me something to lean against so that I wouldn't fall over from the vicious fuck that was being served to me. After about ten minutes of deep pounding the guys breathing quickened and he grabbed my hips tight- seemed like he was about to shoot his load when all of a sudden he pulled nearly all the way out. “Fuck” he said. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the condom had broken- ¾ of the condom had rolled all the way down to the base of his cock when he was fucking me. He got sheepish all of the sudden and just stood there with the head of his cock at the edge of my hole and said, "It broke". I responded by looking him straight in the eyes as I slid my ass back down on his cock to the base in one smooth stroke. I moaned around Joe’s cock- which he immediately shoved balls deep down my throat and growled, "Atta boy, bro, get that black nut." I started to fuck back on the guy and he grabbed my hips and murmured "ah...Fuck it" and started to brutally pound my hole again. My "brother" was still talking as they spit roasted me. "Beat that pussy up, man. Give my whore little brother what he needs. He loves taking seed from the black man. Fill his whore ass with your load, man. Knock his fuck-hole up." I was transfixed. Half hypnotized and half fucked into submission. I just took it- just let my body get thrown back and forth between these to forceful fuckers. The black dude started talking now too (as guys will when they are getting close to shooting) saying "Goddamn I love me some sloppy, slut’s hole." He smacked the back of my head. "I wish you could see your bitch cunt being stretched out by my fuckin’ cock, you whore. You like it don't you? You love a hard cock in your hot fucking cunt, don't you?" When I heard that, I reached down to where my shorts were around my ankles and grabbed my phone. Without taking my buddy's cock out of my mouth I opened the video app and handed it up to Joe. He took the hint and started filming. I found out later that he filmed everything. He even handed the camera to guys that were fucking me so that they could get close-ups of my pussy getting slammed and the creampies that occurred between fuckings. I still love that fucking video! I groaned again around the long cock in my throat and was starting to get dizzy from lack of oxygen and the constant head smacking. I think Joe sensed it and pulled out, kneeling in front of me, looking directly in my eyes, telling me that he loved watching me get fucked by all that hard black meat. He also kept encouraging the guy to “fuck me harder” while he kept feeding me poppers. After a few minutes, he turned to the latin guy two seats away, watching the whole thing and beating off his now huge, veiny cock. Damn- that dude had a bigger cock that the fucker wrecking my hole! Joe saw me looking and, as the black dude started to tell me that he was getting ready to load my stretched cunt with cum, Joe started talking to the other guy, asking him if he wanted to fuck me. After a minute or so- Joe stood up again and shoved his cock back into my throat right about the time the black guy started calling out, "Take it, you fucking cunt! Ima make you pregnant, bitch!" and shoved his whole fat fuckin’ cock up into my guts as he shoved my head down onto my Joe's thick, white meat, and I felt shot after shot warming up my guts. The black guy reached forward and wrapped his long ass fingers around my throat and started to choke me- harder and harder as he continued to spasm in my ass. I was just starting to panic when he let go, and eased his softening cock out of me, it seemed to take a full minute to slide out of my slick pussy, finally popping out with a wet sound and falling down to slap against the dudes naked thigh. I was in ecstasy, moaning like a contented whore. Joe pulled his still hard cock out of my mouth and told me to "turn your ass around and clean that black cock up, bitch." I did. I took that softening black snake in my mouth and swallowed it whole. I managed to latch onto the ring of the rubber that remained around the base of his softening cock and pulled it off with my tongue and lips. I spit it aside and looking up into the guy's eyes as he took my head gently in his hands and pulled me back, deep onto his cock and just held me there- fully impaled on his cock as it leaked the last few drops into my throat. Now, I usually like to apply suction and run my tongue up the underside of a cock after it shoots, all the way up to the tip so that I can get that last glob of cum still in the tube. I sucked the last of the nut out and smiled up at the guy. He winked at me and pulled away, pulling up his pants and turned away- reminding me that I was just a cock-sucking faggot and he was done with me. I sighed contentedly and turned around, noticing that my "brother" was no longer talking. He couldn't talk cause he was being fed that monster latin meat. He was on his knees and the latin guy had his head in a hard grip with one hand, fucking his throat, while reaching forward and torturing one of his nips with his other callused, grease-stained hands. Joe was moaning and taking that big dick like a champ. I looked around and noticed that quite a few guys had entered while I was getting loaded. There was another smaller black guy in the corner, a couple of old trolls and a skinny, younger guy with a Target work shirt on the other side. I was naked and on my knees with cum dripping outta my obviously stretched ass. All of these guys had just seen me get fucked like a whore and filled with sperm. I looked back to the new smaller black dude who about 45, ripped/ wiry body and had a wedding ring on his finger. He was an ugly fucker. Dark as coal and a big scar on the side of his face. He had a huge flat nose and looked back at me with a look of disgust. I kneeled there- not ten feet away from him- dripping cum from my hole. My cock was hard as a rock- this all turned me THE FUCK on. He reached down and started to undo his belt, which he then pulled all the way off- laying it over his thighs as he started to pop the buttons on his jeans. I watched him as I took my poppers from off the floor, took a really deep hit in each nostril and then tucked them back into the elastic of my shorts. I dropped to my hands and knees and started to crawl toward him. I heard Joe, behind me whisper "that's right bro go get that fuckin’ black dick, man- you know how much you need it." I stayed focused on the black man's big hands as they unbuttoned the final metal buttons and he reached into the fly of his boxers with his wedding ring hand and started to pull out a massive, ridiculously long slab of black meat. I love it when the hand around a cock being offered to me has a wedding ring around it. It means that I'm going to get a chance to show this married guy all the things his wife wasn’t giving him. As I got close to him he sneered at me, his hard, knotted, veiny, log of a cock pointing right at me and then he stood up. He held the belt in one hand and for a moment I thought he was going to hit me with it- but he didn't. He just leaned over and wrapped the belt around my neck. As he did, I noticed that it had holes all the way from the end of the buckle. He secured it at the tightest buckle that wouldn't be choking me and then tugged on it a couple of times. He seemed satisfied and then he spoke. His voice was deep and evil sounding. It sent shivers through me and made my hole throb as it leaked sperm onto the cement. He said. "Look at me, bitch" My gaze had fixated back on that ebony ass wrecker sticking out of his fly. It was so dark black, not even seeming to have any brown in it, just slick, coal black. The skin on it was mesmerizing. "Look at me!" he said again- with authority and depth, more than volume. I looked up into his eyes and he looked down at me with a cold, dark stare. "Good boy. Here’s what’s gonna happen: You’ll take any cock in your cunt or throat that wants to feed or fuck you and then- after you’ve takin’ ‘em all- I’ll wreck your fuckin’ hole with this." He tugged me closer and- never taking my eyes off of his- I crawled over to him. He took his cock in his hand again and he started to smack that fucker against the side of my face hard- holding me in place with the belt leash. He stopped after a few slaps and then he fed me just the tip of his cock and -with a grunt and a solid push- the head popped past my stretched lips. "That's it, faggot. Hold your black master's cock head in your little slut mouth. Ah… yeah, baby,,, work your lips and tongue but don't you worry about trying to take more of it just now. Just suck on the tip , cunt." I did- looking up at him the whole time. "That's a good bitch, keep looking at me, I want to see all the pain and how good it feels as these guys fuck you.” I felt a hand on my ass, then more hands all over my back and shoulders and ass- while I still held the huge, black cock head in my mouth, "Ready to get fucked some more, bro? You know ya need more cock." I heard from behind me as I felt what had to be Joe’s fleshy cock at the entrance to my slick hole. The dude holding the leash held out his hand and told me to give him my poppers. I immediately handed them to him and he opened the bottle holding it under my nostrils till my head was spinning. I passed ‘em back, heard him taking a few huffs and passing them around as Joe (who I had only met a couple of hours ago) shoved his meaty rod into my hungry cum-hole. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Be a good whore and give every guy that comes into this theater tonight. You're my slut brother now. Let your black master pimp your ass all night, cunt." Then he stood back up, pulled his rock hard cock almost out of my ass and without even a beat, rammed it raw back in as hard as he could and proceeded to fuck me like a demon, forcing me further onto my black master's cock, stretching me so that I thought my lips would rip at the corners. My master quickly pulled my face off of his cock with a loud pop and said. "I tole you not to take more than the head, you stupid slut" and pulled the leather belt around my neck hard a couple of times while Joe raped my ass. After a few seconds, he jammed the head back in my mouth and said, "You better hold it there, bitch or I will beat your motherfuckin ass….."

"open the god damn door Adam" Becky shouted at the top of her voice......."i can,t i replied as im naked and in the shower"......."but im bursting for a pee" she screamed back "and if i dont go now i will pee allover the floor".......give me another 5 minutes and i,ll be decent by then. - i hollered............then she stormed off down the hall crying again. Becky and i share a flat to keep costs down as we are students and tonight she was going out with her ex to a show as she had bought tickets months before and they broke up only last week.....she had also asked me to accompany her as i told her i fancied the guy who works behind the bar where the show was so she purchased an extra ticket so i could see him........she wanted me there tonight also for some support and i guess a shoulder to cry on if needed however i was going to cancel at last minute as didnt want to feel awkward if she was going to be discussing relationship stuff with Brandon instead of enjoying the show with him as friends........she insisted i come. i couldn't tell her but i was busy douching my arse out in the shower and had done it many times before without her knowing - shower time was my time and i didn't like to rush cleaning out,often spending more than an hour washing and deep douching until i was squeaky clean inside and out.........she would just have to just piss in a basin like she had done before as there was no way i stopping my shower & douche time not even to let her piss. Becky had been in tears & been physically sick most of the week coming to terms with Brandon deciding they both split up however it was on friendly terms - she had no choice in the matter really........they had been together almost 6 months and seemed happy together and id met Brandon almost everyday when he came round to our shared flat - he was a lovely guy.......the barman was also Brandons friend and flatmate named Paul.....i was out and gay and Brandon often spoke of Paul mentioning to me Paul was gay too but he didn't mind flat sharing as he was a good guy,they also had a room each and Paul kept the place tidy - i used to get butterflies every time Pauls name was mentioned by either of them......Becky had told Brandon on more than one occasion that i,d told her i fancied Paul so i guess when the tickets were purchased they were hoping to hook me up with Paul and Brandon had probably mentioned to Paul or at least i hope he had. i stepped out the shower and dried myself off ,tidied up,wrapped my used towel around my slim waist and as soon as i opened the bathroom door to leave there she was standing there,looking at me before bursting into tears and forcing her way past me to let that pee out LOL.....i laughed to myself as i headed to my room,closing the door behind me as i entered.......i,d already laid out what clothes id wear tonight out on the bed and was getting excited with the thought of seeing Paul later......i put a tiny bit of aftershave on and proceeded to get dressed.....Becky knocked on the door and told me we would leave in about 40 minutes for a taxi ride to the club where the show was.......in the meantime i made myself a spliff and leaned out my bedroom window......i was feeling happy and it was a beautiful evening outside with the sun getting low - i was so looking forward to seeing Paul even if he didn't fancy me. just so you know Becky is 23 and myself 22.....i like to eat sensibly,try to look after myself and have a nice slim build,blue eyes and blond hair......both Brandon and Paul are beautiful black guys however Paul is the handsome one in my eyes and taller - he has a gorgeous smile too - not that ive seen him alot behind the bar as well to be honest im not a drinker and had always went to accompany Becky or our other student friends for the occasional night out........tonight felt different - i felt good,relaxed smoking the spliff and enjoying the peace and silence out the window.....i was quickly brought back to reality with another knock on the door from Becky shouting 5 mins and taxi will be here......almost 40 mins had passed already and i thought it was only 15 - id been day dreaming and buzzing throughout that time. i heard Beckys bedroom door close and heard her shoes walk down the wooden floor in the hall.....i met her as she got to my door and i have to say she looked a little bloodshot in the eyes but i said nothing for fear i made her cry again and she would perhaps end up not going if she thought it would have drawn attention to her.......she managed a slight smile anyway but wasn't her usual self so i complimented her on her dress and said it was a good choice to try cheer her up......we both got outside the flat and down stairs barely catching our breath outside as the taxi drew up to meet us......she had arranged to meet Brandon outside the club as she had tickets for all 3 of us to allow us entry..........Becky was unusually quiet during our short ride by cab so thankfully we didn't have to spend too long before it arrived right outside the club where Brandon was standing awaiting our arrival and i mentioned to her he was looking very smart before opening the door and stepping out..he approached and kissed her on the cheek but she sort-off pulled back so he turned around and shook my hand saying hi dude to me - he was looking very nice tonight for some reason but i told myself to stoppit and it was the spliff had me thinking like that especially when we got eye contact and a big smile during the handshake. Becky handed us a ticket each and Brandon told her some of her friends from college went in earlier and if she didn't mind both myself and Brandon would have a smoke outside before going in as the club had a no smoking policy...Becky said it was fine and headed indoors to be with her friends...Brandon gave me one of his cigarettes and we lit up.....he asked me how she had been and i said overall she was fine but had been sick and crying alot to which he replied "oh dear".......he then tells me Paul is finishing work in 1 hour and then tells me he had mentioned to Paul that i had the hots for him - then he laughed - saying i would get to meet him when his shift finished in 1 hour as he would join us.....i felt myself blushing and again he laughed and gave me a wink.........we finished our cigarettes and got ourselves into the club.

CHAPTER 1 A local university has a humanities building that I heard has a reputation for a certain rest room being “festive”. I found a map of the campus, located the building, and looked for parking. One of the saddest features about this university is that parking is at an extreme premium on all days at all times. Parking permits are required almost everywhere which required a little reconnoitering on my part. Luckily, I did find a handful of spaces not too far from the building for visitors. I entered the building walking around the first floor until I found a stairwell. I went up to the second floor. As I opened the door and stepped out into the hall, I glanced around and with great fortune had come out diagonally to the men’s room for which I was looking. I opened the door finding there was an inner door as well. I opened it and went in. I stood there momentarily glancing around to get my bearings. To the left were several lavatories and urinals in a room. To the right were several stalls. A couple of men were at urinals separated by the typical unused urinal between them. (Fearful heterosexuals no doubt.) I nonchalantly moved to the right. I noted that the first two stalls had feet in them and doors closed presumably locked. I moved down the line finding the remaining three stalls empty. I went in five, locked the door, unzipped my shorts, dropped them to my ankles, and took my seat. I had come prepared or at least as prepared as one can be for rest room sex. I was thoroughly cleaned out, had my bottle of lube, and had my balls strapped into my favorite leather strap pulling them down. Now, all that was missing was a pair of feet in a stall next to me. I heard the flushing of two urinals followed by water at lavatories. Paper towels dispensed, hands wiped dry, and departure of the two from the urinals. That left only stalls one and two now. As I sat there, I realized that my bladder was pressing a bit, so I drained a little into my bowl. I sat there thinking that maybe my good reference for this place had been sadly mistaken or that I had come at a decidedly off time. A few minutes more passed when I thought I heard shuffling feet. I strained to hear. Silence. More minutes passed. Then, I heard a definite sound of a metal latch. Immediately, I heard someone pull up pants and zipper, the commode was flushed, a latch unhooked, someone walking, and the inner door opening and closing, and finally the outer door opening and closing. I sat on my commode in silence. I looked down and surprisingly my dick was bobbing and leaking. What? Just hearing sounds in a public rest room that all indicated that men had completed their business? I smiled at my silly self. Then, I noticed that my last rest room companion was moving around. I tuned in. I thought I heard him quietly unlatching his door. I focused on listening but heard nothing until I heard the stall door next to me open and then close with the latch engaged. I noticed a shadow as it backed to the commode sitting down as a pair of shorts hit the floor mostly covering his feet which were in sneakers. We sat there together in silence. I knew we were both there for the same reason; he could only assume I was. Soon, I noticed his shorts bobbing as he began the foot stretching and movements of inquiring as to my intent. I returned the signal of bobbing my foot and scooting it closer to him. Now, there was no doubt as to the intent of either of us. It was now a matter of seeing if we were there for the same reason and for different roles. We sat there a bit more when suddenly a piece of paper was pushed part of the way under the wall. I took it. He asked what I was looking for? I put my hand under the stall and imitated writing. I was handed a pen. (How was I to know writing was going to be required?) I wrote back that I was looking to suck a dick and with luck to get fucked, too. Why lie or beat around the bush? I handed the pen and paper back. I got the note back as I heard my stall neighbor begin to dress. I slowly read the note and then re-read it quickly. “Not here; follow me to a safer place that is more private.” I thought quickly and decided to chance it. I had to hurry. Once away from the building, my stall neighbor stopped to let me catch up. We introduced ourselves. As we walked, he told me that he knew a rest room that was very private. I eyed him as we walked. About six feet tall, broad shoulders, hairy thick arms and legs, tanned, blond hair, hazel eyes, clean shaven, and a slight drawl in his speech. As we neared one of the older buildings on campus, we slowed. He told me we were going in the building together but that inside we would split up. Hmmm. Now, I began to wonder. He told me to slowly walk through the first floor looking at the exhibits until I reached the far side of the building. There would be a set of stairs on my left. Go down them. At the bottom, go through the door that had a pane of glass in it turning right as soon as I was through the door. I was to continue down that hall until I came to a door marked “Men” on it. Go inside and wait. He would follow shortly. We entered the building together, and he waited by the elevator as I continued down the hall looking at the exhibits along the way. I took my time not only looking at the exhibits but also thinking if this was actually a good idea. Obviously, no, it wasn’t. I became apprehensive but continued on until I came to the other end of the building. I was faced with three choices: I could return the way I came and leave campus; I could go out the door now in front of me; or I could continue down the steps on the left and follow through with this walk for a maybe fuck. I hesitated on the last exhibit making up my mind. I glanced around and down the steps I went. I found the door with the pane of glass, went through it, turned right, and found “Men” on a door. I opened it and went inside. I knew why no one came here. This rest room was down a darkened hall which was lined with obvious junk items waiting to be trashed. I wondered when the last time the rest room had been used though it seemed to be clean; well, as clean as a public rest room can be. It was the size of a large walk-in closet perhaps containing two stalls, one urinal, and a lavatory. It was isolated and my apprehension grew. The minutes ticked away. I unhooked my keys slipping the clip into my right rear pocket where I could easily reach for it. Not much but I could use a handful of keys with one as a projectile if needed. My ears perked up as I heard sneakers coming down the hall. I stepped away from the door and waited. There was a light tap and then it opened. My stall neighbor stuck his head in looked around seeing me and grinned broadly. He came in quickly quietly closing the door and locking it. He came up to me and said, “I can bet you are not sure about this, but this is a lot safer and a lot more private.” With that, he pulled his shirt up and over his head, unhooked and unzipped his shorts and stepped out of them. I hesitated but finally followed in stripping. I put my clothes on top of his on the radiator. As I turned around, he stepped up to me. I could feel his dick already hardening pushing upward into my crotch area. He pushed a bit and let it slide up between us as he wrapped his arms around my chest. I wrapped mine around his neck. Our lips met that finally led to wide mouthed spit swapping and tongue wrestling. We kissed for several minutes. He finally pulled his tongue from my mouth and said, “Feel okay now?” I shook my head yes. “Good. Now, we can get serious. I have spent most of the morning trying to find someone to fuck. All they want to do is suck. I need ass,” he said. “You don’t know how much I love to fuck. Thing is, I like it rough. Really hard slam fucking. It gets me going and turns me on hearing how hard I’m hitting a guy’s ass when I’m fucking him. And, if I can hurt a guy when I’m fucking him, that turns me on even more. I guess this might not be what you are looking for.” I looked up at him and grinned. “Well, as long as you don’t break a bone of mine or rip me so much that I need medical attention, that fits on my dance card. I love it hard, deep, and harder still. But, only if you cum in my ass. I can’t stand it when a guy pulls out and shoots on my back. That’s gross and wasteful.” Phil’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You are for real? You seriously love a rough fuck?” “Yes, as long as no hospital is needed,” I said. He laughed and stepped away from me. His dick lowered itself from my body but remained upward curved with its tanned look and now slimy pink head pointed at me. I knelt immediately consuming it almost to the shortly cut pubic hairs. The upward curve was a deterrent for sucking but would be welcomed for a standing fuck.

I just got loaded up by 2 black guys ( very tall and built at least 6’5”) in the back of an adult book store here in Maryland. While on the coach in the porn theater, a crowd of about 15 watched as One held my arms and legs back while the other pounded my white and pink hole. Their pricks were so thick, you could hear my hole squishing with every thrust. You could also hear their loud groans fill the entire theater as they Hydraulically injected their ball juice deep in my stretched and slightly bleeding hole. As they zipped up and quickly left, I was left barely able to walk — having been turned into a poppered -up cock garage.

I’m new to this and I know it’s especially risky with COVID-19 and all but I really needed a good pounding. I’m 20 years old and the area I live in is pretty dead on Grindr. I woke up this morning and I told myself, “I’m going to get fucked today.” I got on Grindr without posting a profile photo because I have a bunch of gay friends in the area and I don’t want them knowing about my hungry bottom ways haha. I made my username “Btmlooking” and changed my bio to something along the lines of “Young black twink-ish bottom looking to get pounded today. Send pics and I’ll send pics too.” Almost immediately, I get a pic from a guy who is 21! He was white (I like white guys) and had a really pretty pink dick. I immediately knew that I had to meet him! He told me he knew a park that is usually deserted that we could meet at so I hopped in the shower, got ready and headed over. I got there before him and it was pretty deserted, I just walked along the sidewalk until I noticed a car pulled up. He messaged me on Grindr from his car and told me to head to the restrooms. Out of nowhere my mom calls (talk about a boner killer right?) I talk to her for a bit and he walks in to the restroom, she finally lets me go and then I get down to business. I anxiously approached the men’s room and he was already in the stall. We hadn’t exchanged face pics but he was pretty handsome, a little stocky, tall, with glasses. He was cute. He didn’t waste anytime, he unbuckled his pants and I got on my knees and began to suck his cock. He was a little musty but I didn’t mind, it was actually kind of hot haha. He started to caress my face and run his fingers through my hair while I sucked him. He tapped on my shoulder and told me to stand up and he turned me around so he could see my ass. He began to play with ass cheeks, slapping them around a bit, jiggling them in his hands, squeezing them. I pulled some coconut oil out of my pocket and began to rub on my asshole and jerk off his dick with it. He slowly bent me over and entered inside. Not going to lie, it hurt like fuck at first and it’s been quite a bit since I’ve had sex haha. Eventually I loosened up though, he started jerking my dick off while fucking me. It felt so good, he started to kiss my neck, and whisper in my ear. “That dick good? You like that dick?” He said. Not long after, he shot out a load moan. My ass was filled! He was moaning in my ear and heat from his body felt so good against my back. He did a few more pumps and then pulled out. He told me to wait a few seconds and then leave the stall after him. He left really quick after that haha. I did however stay after for a bit and shoot this video below of my first load in my ass. I posted it to my Twitter, hope you like 🙂

This is a multiple part story. Little bit of sex in part 1- lots more in part 2 and 3. Lemme know your thoughts. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Fuckin’ Road Trip. (Part 1- the hotel). The weather had looked clear this morning when we left San Francisco on a road trip and to get up to Seattle for Thanksgiving to see my girlfriend, Andrea’s, family. Airline prices had gotten kinda crazy recently- so we decided to drive up with her niece Jodi (- a young kid still in school) and save some money. Seems like the fates were fuckin’ with us though, ‘cause as we were goin’ over the Cascade Mountains, a storm blew in that dropped about 10 inches of snow and had visibility down to nothin’. Instead of driving on through as we had hoped, we started looking for a hotel for the 3 of us. We drove around for a bit, but there weren’t alot of options in the area. We tried a Motel 6 (booked solid), the Holiday Inn (nope- no rooms here, either) and even a sleazy little hotel a few blocks away- but no luck. Everything was full. While we were talkin’ to the guy at the front desk of the sleazy joint, he kept lookin’ at Jodi and kinda lickin’ his lips. He said he knew of a place nearby that might have a room or 2 about 10 miles down the road and he could maybe call his buddy that worked the night shift and see if they might have a room available. At this point we were just looking to get off the road and grab some sleep (and I just wanted to maybe smoke a blunt with my girl for a bit- you know “relieve” some stress), so 10 miles away seemed doable. Seems the gods finally smiled down on us ‘cause we were in luck- they had 2 rooms left when we got there and it didn’t sound like it would break the bank. Now, it may have been just 10 miles away, but it took us about 40 minutes to drive to the place- which ended up being a dingy looking truck stop/ motel. If the last place was kinda sleazy- this place was a real dump- you know the kinda place: a shithole that hasn’t been updated since the early 60’s, metal bars on the windows of the rooms, the sign outside advertised porn and it even shared a parking lot with a small adult video store. The guy behind the desk was a big black guy- hell, it looked like he was straight out of prison, maybe 6’3 or 6’4, lots of tattoos and he looked like he coulda maybe benched my car. He said that his buddy Roy at the hotel a few miles away had called earlier and that he had 2 rooms avail for the night. He said that they weren’t next to each other but that they were on the same floor and at the price he quoted we snagged both of ‘em quick. He mentioned that there was free HBO and free porn (he winked at me as he said it) if we needed it. I thanked him and took the keys and headed over to the rooms. They were both on the ground floor at the back of the hotel (actually not far from the porn store). Andrea and I got Jodi settled in the smaller of the 2 rooms and Andrea helped her unpack a bit. I made sure they new that the other room was 2 doors down and that I was gonna grab the rest of our stuff from the car and start to unpack. Andrea gave me a quick kiss (with a quick bit of tongue) said she’d be over in a minute- she just wanted to make sure the shower worked in Jodi’s room and that I should go relax (i.e: grab a shower and light up the joint). Although the unexpected side trip had started out kinda fucked- I could see that it might have some possibilities now that we were gonna be alone in the room. When I got back to the room I lit up the joint, took a few hits and flipped thru the porn channels a bit. There was a hot porn with a few guys goin’ to town on a younger lookin’ girl and man, she was really getting into it. Cocks in every hole and she was managing to jerk off 2 other guys while getting dp’d (this girl seemed to have some serious skills). I took a few more hits and started rubbing my crotch- thinkin’ how HOT that looked. Figured I’d maybe try watching a bit with Andrea and maybe she’d get some ideas… A few minutes later she came in and smiled when she saw me strokin’ my cock. “Hmmmm- that sure looks nice, baby- but I’m pretty tired. All this driving and well- we have to see my family tomorrow. I really need a l-o-ng hot shower right now, honey. I promise we’ll have some sexy fun, soon- just not tonight. Why don’t you see if you can find some beers while I clean up?” F-U-C-K I thought. God dammit! Blue balls, again. I stepped outside and looked around- not seein’ much in site but the video store next door. Figured I’d poke my head inside and maybe see if whoever was working there might point me in the right direction for some beers. As I stepped in the shop, it seemed pretty quiet. There was a TV behind the counter with some tiny blond girl getting dp’d by a bunch of guys- but no clerk in site. Hell, there didn’t seem to be anybody in the store. “Hello” I said pretty loud “Anybody here”? Nope- no response. Figured I’d look around- see if maybe they were restocking the shelves, maybe. As I was walking around, I started looking at the videos- flipping the cases over (damn, there were some HOT chicks on these things). There was a pre-teen lookin’ girl with pig tails and a woman in a leather skirt getting’ it on. Sexy as fuck. I heard a groan towards the back of the store and started heading that direction. Seemed to be a hallway- kinda dark- towards the back. I heard some more groans and as I entered the hallway, I realized this was one of them arcades I’d heard about where you drop some coins in and watch a porn in one of the booths. Hmmmm- my dick was still pretty hard from strokin’ in the room and checkin’ out the DVD boxes. Couldn’t hurt to just slip in the booth and see what they were playing. The booth was dark and had kind of a bleachy smell. I fed a dollar in the slot and the video came to life of a big Latin guy slowly fucking this hairless little blondes mouth. Yeah- now this was hot. I unzipped and pulled out my cock. F-u-c-k yeah! My eyes were locked on the screen watching his super thick cock slide in and outta her little mouth. She wrapped her hand around the guys cock as she sucked him picking up some speed. Yeah- this girl had some techniques- you could see the guy was really getting into it. As I was stroking my cock, I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye to my left. Yeah- there was a slender finger circling around the inside of a hole that had been cut in the wall. Now, I’d heard about these things- aw, hell, who am I foolin’ -I’d seen a few videos with a hot girl behind the gloryhole going to town on some guys cock. I’d always wanted to try it and after taking a few hits off that joint a few minutes ago I was like “fuck, why not”? I could see a little through the hole and the girl seemed to want it and my cock was so hard it wouldn’t take more then a minute or 2 before I shot my load and could get back to Andrea. Actually, I was helping Andrea out by doing this- she’d said she was too tired and would probably just pass out anyway when I got back leaving me with a hard cock. Yeah, well- might as well just slip it through this… …and a wet mouth sucked me all the way down to the root. Like ALL the way down and then that throat started squeezing and working on my cock. FUCK! This was the kind of blowjob you saw in porn but I’d never had a girl take me all the way down to the root like this. I started to slowly go back and forth- picking up a little speed. Yeah- whoever this girl was, she was doing that thing where they start using their hand and fuck that shit was GOOD! Yeah, if she kept this up I was gonna shoot- …and then she squeezed the head of my cock- right as I was gonna fuckin’ cum. “Awwww….C’mon, baby” I said” just a little bit more and….” Right about then, the door to the booth I was in creaked open a bit and fuck- it was the big guy from the hotel next door- the guy that had checked us in. I kinda freaked out a bit and stepped back a bit to tuck my cock away , but he just stood there with a little smile on his face. “Yeah- she’s got a sweet mouth on her, huh, man”? he said. Okay, soI had no clue what the “protocol” is for when a guy walks into your booth when your getting your cock sucked in a porn store was- but makin’ conversation, well that was not what was on my mind at the moment. Not when she had me right on the edge. E took a step into the booth and started to unzip. Now this was feelin’ a little weird and hell, the booth was kinda small for 2 guys, but he was between ma and the door. Suddenly, he reached in his pants and pulled out the biggest fuckin’ cock I’d ever seen. I mean it was fat AND it was long. It had a mean lookin’ bend and a thick vein running from the head to the base. He stepped forward and said with a smile ” I’m on my break for a few and usually come over here to drop off the kids. I usually only got a few minutes and this booth is where the actions at. Mind if I…” he let his voice trail off and used his cock to motion toward the hole. End part 1- more to follow (and you know the ladies at the hotel are gonna be getting loaded up pretty damn soon).

Moderator's Note: To calm the nerves of those who reported it, the "kid" is over 18. He just seems like a kid to these older guys. It was November and I was driving from San Francisco to Seattle to see some family. I was hauling ass to get across the Cascade mountains over Oregon before the snow started and was ready for a break. It had been a rough last few weeks. My partner and I had recently broken up after a few years and I wanted to see some friends up in Washington and let off some steam. Up ahead I saw a sign for a rest stop about a mile ahead by a school- just in time (as the coffee I had been guzzling was making me need to take leak, asap). I pulled into the rest stop and parked. Seemed like there were a few cars in the lot- a family with a few loud teen kids, a guy on a motorcycle just pulling out of the lot and a dark skinned man in a U-Haul passed out in the driver seat. I tossed the coffee cup in the trash and headed into the men’s room to take a leak. As I walked into the rest room, there was a kid at the sink washing his hands and checking his hair in the mirror. I stepped up to the urinal and unleashed a solid stream of piss- (fuck I needed this) and noticed the young guy had slowed down washing his hands and seemed to step back a bit from the sink (to check out my cock, maybe?). As the torrent of piss slowed down, I reached down and stroked my cock a bit to get out those last few drops and… Yep- that got his attention, quick. He didn’t even pretend he wasn’t looking at my cock. Right about then I realized it’d been a few days since I had dropped a load and my cock got rock hard thinkin’ about maybe getting’ this youngin’s mouth on my rock hard cock. I gave it a few strokes and stepped back from the urinal so he could see how long and thick it was. Yep- he sure liked that- though he seemed to suddenly get nervous. I smiled at him, tucked it back in my jeans and headed back to the handicap stall in the back. I made sure to leave the door open a bit as I unzipped my jeans and started to stroke. Sure enough, a second later I could see the kids white sneakers right outside the door as he tried to look through the crack between the door. I made a show of spitting on my cock and stroking real slow – from the head all the way to the base. You know what I mean- when you really want to put on a show for a guy- corkscrewing your fist as it slides down your cock and showin’ off that long foreskin. It was quiet in the bathroom- just the 2 of us and you could hear the kids breathing pick up a bit. I stroked my cock real slow a few times and then reached over and grabbed the top of the door and yanked it open. There was the kid just 2 feet away from me- his eyes huge looking like he was gonna bolt any second. I smiled at him and looked down at my cock and stroked it a few more times r-e-a-l slow-like. That seemed to stop him in his tracks for a moment. He watched me…. and the pre-cum oozing out of my cock and dripping from my hand. He reached down and started running his hand over the small bulge in his pants. I smiled at him again and nodded my head a bit as I stepped forward- closing those 2 feet between us and the toes of my boots touching the tips of his white sneakers. I reached down and rubbed the front of his pants- right about where you could see his little nail sticking straight out. (End part 1- more to cum)

Part 1 Art was a hopeless rock monkey; he loved to hang on craggy granite. Bouldering had long since gone from outdoor workout to an obsessing passion. This muscle-driven sport was ideal for a small guy like Art whose genes created a body more shaped for gymnastics than football or basketball. Best of all this non-competitive rock play fused technical skill with a brutal gravity-defying muscle pump. Geologic formations were Art's favorite gym. Art had long since mapped out and chalk polished his own set of problems at his favorite hang-out, a long rocky uplift called Hoodoo ridge. Hoodoo was a place where Art could spend hours caressing stone, conquering overhangs, laterally swinging and reaching from hold to limitless hold. The vertical ascent wasn't Art's real pursuit. Instead, this rock stud worked a long traverse pushing every muscle of his climber's pumped frame until the very fiber screamed. Art preferred Hoodoo above all the other hang outs for it's near complete privacy. These stones were off trail, hidden among Ponderosa pine well above the more crowded trails of the reservoir below. Art shared the place with a few climbing buddies, but mostly played there alone. On any given sunny afternoon Art could be found bouldering shirtless at Hoodoo in a pair of his favorite worn-out, baggy shorts. He liked the feel of breeze that wafted his exposed ass via a long vertical rip at the seam on the backside. He'd never bothered to stitch it up. The rear exposure not only cooled Art's straining glutes, it was as close to nude climbing as he could get and still protect his precious package from sharp granite or raspy sandstone. There was something to be said for a body sculpted on rock. At a compact 5'7'', Art's lean 140# frame was notable for his baseball round biceps, a tight chest, flexible 6-pak abs, and striated back muscles, every taut fiber a result of hours spent hanging at Hoodoo Ridge. At 28 years, Art enjoyed seeing the ripple of his own sinewy arms and legs as he reached and pulled, satisfied at the little stud frame he'd created. His own private pleasure. It was some shock for the little rock-monkey the day Nate discovered Art's bare ass hugging rock. Nate had just moved to this booming college town from back east on a football scholarship. He was unsure about a new life in a town where black America was seen only on TV, but as an inner-city boy he was hungry to get to know the mountains that loomed above campus. Nate stood out from most of the population on this lily-white university, and that was ok. He was enjoying all the attention. People weren't studying his ebony skin, though. At 6'4", 240 # of football honed mass, Nate was huge. His presence was intimidating to even the most confident. Both women and men stared when Nate the Freight walked by. His college life back east had been filled with football, parties and plenty of sex. Who and what never really mattered that much as long as he got to ram his hard cock somewhere tight and warm. It has probably been this in discriminate choices in sex partners and his unfortunate habit of tearing them a new asshole That had results in him coming back positive in his last health check before changing colleges. It had been 4 weeks since he had pounded someone and he was eager to take it up a notch from his usual hard sex to something really kinky. He wanted a tight neg ass to rip and breed. Part 2: Nate came upon Hoodoo ridge and Art's bare ass after leaving behind a fellow jogging buddy from the team. He and Mike, another linebacker, had headed uphill and off trail to see if they could get a view of the city below from atop the ridge of rocks above. Mike was sucking air and told Nate to go on ahead, he'd be up in a few. Nate enjoyed the presence of his almost equally big white team mate. He thought he might even make a nice breeding buddy, he just wasn't sure if he swung that way. Nate kept climbing breaking into a good heavy sweat as he want and upon reaching the ridge summit heard some heavy breathing coming from the rock. There, hanging like a chimp some 12 feet above the ground, Nate caught sight of one very sexy tan ass, hindquarters of a little white stud. The Philadelphia linebacker had only seen climbing on Mountain Dew commercials up to now and was enthralled by Art's agility as the climber blindly reached for a small crack above his head. Nate was captivated by the fluid movement of this little man as the rock stud pulled his body up a few feet. Now while Nate loved to fuck women or any hole really, he had acquired a taste for little white guys, a habit pursued since high school football. Girls cunts simply couldn't take what he had to offer. Male anal anatomy was another story.And besides even when he ripped a faggot open they ended up wanting more. Overtime, Nate had found he could intimidate, subdue, & seduce most of his teammates and other groupies he'd set his eyes on. For those few who played a little hard to get, Nate had more than once used his imposing size to force himself on, overpower, and impale his prey, conquering their unwilling fear. It was not uncommon after such a forced fuck, that these little men would come asking for more of his big black dick. Such was Nate's power. Seeing this erotic motion on rock, honing in on every muscle tighten on that little guy's back, and smiling at the curve of his finely rounded ass, blood rushed to Nate's head and cock. He knew then if only for this view and the guy fuck in his near future, the move to this town was worth it. Men on rocks! Nate could barely control himself. He wanted to reach up and grab those firm cheeks. He imagined his face buried in that tightly clenched crack, the feel of the velvety warmth of that little stud's love canal as he reamed his 10" black shaft up home. He decided there to make this stranger's tight ass his first breeding conquest. But first things first. Nate moved out of the trees as quiet as a 6'4" man could, and positioned himself underneath the heavily breathing rock stud. The rock monkey climbing above still hadn't noticed the intrusion. "Man, look at that ass. You always climb so exposed?" The boom of Nate's voice pierced the Hoodoo silence. "What the fu..." Art looked down, flinched at the black giant below, lost his hold, and fell off the rock. Nate saw Art slip a second late and while he was able to catch the little stud and break the fall, they both fell back into the embrace of a bush. Nate hadn't meant to scare the little man (well maybe he did) but as a result he found his big hands encircling the rock stud 's pumped upper arms, that exposed tight ass perfectly nestled above his very engorged basket. "Whoa...." Art found himself sitting on the lap of a very large black man. He looked around to see two big eyes penetrating his own. "Jesus, you scared the shit outa me. Where'd you learn to spot, anyway?" Art accused lifting himself off the big black man's lap, unnerved by the outa-the-blue shock of the situation. "As a matter of fact, I do always climb in these shorts. I mean no ones usually around staring up my ass ". added Art. Nate laughed a deep chuckle, licked his lips. "Hey, sorry about spooking you. Never seen a man hanging from the side of a rock." Nate then noticed the rock stud's 7" erect cock sticking like a pole below Art's shorts. "Looks like I got your attention, anyway".