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When I was still a teen I met a black man downtown. He was a bit rough and stalky, in his 40s. He asked me to come with him if I liked to smoke. I figured he meant weed and followed him down a dark alley and sat next to him on some stairs. He puts a glass pipe to my lips, lights it and tells me to hit it. After I took a big hit and he tells me to hold it in as long as I can. Even though it tasted funny I did what he said then blew it out. I felt something strange come over me, it felt real good. He told me it was crack then gave me another hit, and was hooked. I asked him for another hit and he told me to come with with him for some more. Without question I went with him deep in the hood. He took me to a dark room in an old abandoned house and barricaded us in. He lit a candle and we smoked some more rock. He gave me some kinda pill to take then he told me to strip naked. He made me hand him my clothes and lay face down on a blanket in the middle of the room. After he hid my cloths I was totally vulnerable and realized my wallet and stuff were still in my pockets. He told me I'd get them back later on as he knelt behind me feeling my butt. I hear him unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down. I knew what was fixing to happen but I was so high too under his influence, I just submitted to him. He spits and lubes the head of his black cock as he blows out the candle. He spreads my buns, feeling my little hole he says "dang boy you's so tight it's gonna feel good tearin' it up." He puts some spit on my hole then I feel his rock hard cock pressing into my tight bud. I felt a sharp pain as his slippery head popped into my hole I told him it hurt. "Naw, it feels good, I ain't stopping. You might as well bite that blanket till you get used to it." I did as he told me and he started working his cock deeper in me. I laid my head down right on top of something that felt a used rubber. I realized he was fucking me raw and it was too late to stop it. His thrusts got stronger the deeper he got, but as the pill kicked in the pain got dulled. "boy this ass so good, i'm about to nut." He pounds away for a few more minutes then I feel him cum in my ass. I thought he was going to stop but he kept on fucking me. His nut lubed my hole good and he easily got his black cock all the way in. He pauses to whisper in my ear, "this ass mine now. you feel that big black dick?" He starts fucking my ass real good and I passed out from the pill. When I woke up I was still getting fucked and my ass was raw and hurting. I tried to look behind me but a hand pushed my head back down, and a strange voice says keep yo head down. I was being fucked by another black guy with an even bigger dick, I bit down on the blanket. "That's right boy, you know who the man is now. Take that big black dick." As he fucked me he whispers directly in my ear "You know it feel good, you love it." His words put me in his trance, "yes, sir" He starts long dicking me and nuts deep in me.
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Earl the 22 year old fairy was slender, sported long bleached hair and no facial hair, wore no glasses and had manicured nails like a woman. He looked like a titless broad. I was a couple of inches taller at 6' and 50 lbs. heavier at 200 even. I was twice his age, balding, bearded, wore my classic mens hornrim style glasses which I preferred over the wire frames men started wearing in the early 1970's. The dirt under my nails was as black as my glasses frames. I had a buddy who was similar to me in height and age but he weighed 250, his glasses had the tortoise shell coloring and he had brown straight hair, just a mustache, and he bit his nails. We were in our early forties. Like me Darrel was a Top. Earl acted like he wanted to be pozzed. I had fucked a punk that Darrel had fucked but didnt know Darren had been pozzed by another 'hole he had fucked. I caught the "aids flu" almost a couple of weeks later. Darrel and I had just come from the aids clinic and saw Earl who then cruised us. "Looks ike a queen in heat." I said gesturing to the blond fairy sitting on a bench. "I'd like to pump my aids up that twat." replied Darrel as he reached under his gut and grabbed his crotch. "I'm with ya." I told him and kissed him. We walked over to the queen. "Hi fella." I said as Darrel grinned. "Hi there!" the fella gushed. We set our asses on the bench next to him and began talking. Earl gave us the limp wrist when we shook hands introducing ourselves. He than asked us if we fucked ass. I proudly said that I enjoyed fucking ass and mouth as well as getting rimmed and my sweaty feet orally serviced. Darrel was similar to me in tastes but also liked feeding his dick cheeze to cocksuckers although he didnt tell Earl that. We ended up going to the cheap motel where our buddy Hank took many of his conquests. "Hi Dave." I said to Dave the desk clerk and landlord of the motel. "Hi studs. Adding another conquest to your guns?" he replied as we shook hands, his manly nailbitten fingers feeling good in my hand. He shook hands longer with Darrel and they kissed. Dave's obese wife was oblivious to us, her mind buried in the latest trash novel she was reading in the room behind the office. I then kissed Dave and took the room key he handed me while he took the money from Earl. Once in the room we all stripped and Earl started things off right by kneeling and kissing our dicks and noticed Darren's foreskin. He sucked the man's cock and licked smegma from under his foreskin, swallowing it while humming in delight. Darrel thrust a few times out of manly instinct as the fairy sucked his dick clean. We men hugged and french kissed while Earl did his duty beneath my buddy's modest gut. Darrel skinned his hood back in Earl's mouth so the the poof could eat the rest of his cheeze. My dick was hardening as we men shared man to man affection with Earl eating my fellow stud's smegma. Earl then sucked off of the man's dick and kissed it. "Who wants to fuck me first?" Earl offered. "How tight are you?" I asked him. He said he had lost his anal cherry two months before and had been raped a month later. It turned out one of my friends had raped him. He saw my boner harden more so Darrel told me to go first. Earl switched his position from under Darrel's gut to my cock and took it in his mouth. He sucked a while, inhaling my crotch odors while humming in delight, then opened wide, pulled back and kissed my spitty dick. Earl pulled back the covers on the bed, lay on his stomach and spread his legs while I added some grease to his spit on my dick. Darrel and I spat on his hole and I mounted him. "You better bite the pillow." I warned him. He obliged and I put my dick to his hole. He winced as I let my weight drive it in. He whined, shook and shuddered as my stiff prick forced its way into his sphincters. My dick then popped through and he stifled a scream as I continued on up his ass and hilted myself. I had him pinned and he asked me if I had aids. "Yes." I replied with a grin that Darrel returned. "Please pull out. I dont want it. Please!" he whined. "Fuck you. Once I'm in I fuck and cum. You should have asked at the Center, not wait until after my dick's in you." I told him in no uncertain terms as I brutally thrust twice and then flexed my hilted love muscle deep inside his still tight hole. The rape laws in this state applied only to men raping women and even if Earl was a woman, the law at the time stated that once a woman consented to penetration and the man had entered he has the right to fuck and cum before having to pull out. I began fucking the fairy who screamed and cursed us. Darrel stuffed our dirty socks we'd worn for a few days into the poof's mouth and held them as the poof struggled under me. I held his wrists as he tried to ineffectually kick. I thrust in his ass as he tried to resist my dick. I was having a ball performing one of my more difficult conquests because I was winning. The more he tried to wiggle his ass the more action my dick got in it as my loins joyfully pumped pain into him with my powerful-feeling prick. I was sweating and breathing hard as I thrust in him, my pelvis rocking back and forth driving my hard seven inches deep with each thrust. I had to jab my thick nails into his wrists to help still him as I took the piece of ass he owed me. Darrel was still holding the back of his head with one hand and our stinky socks in his mouth with the other. I kissed Darrel's masculine hand and soldiered on, my hips taking over as earl sobbed, knowing he was defeated and his fate sealed after putting up a futile fight to save himself from my deadly aids-gun and its poison sperm-bullets. "Take it you fuckin' bitch. Make my dick feel good!" I growled as sweat dripped from my brow into my glasses. "You're doing good my friend." Darrel said as I drilled the asshole. My dick was feeling really good tearing up the nice tight twat. I jack-hammered and then told the punk, "Ready or not, here I cum!" as I rammed it in with a series of brutal hip-snaps and hilted myself as my intial volley of half a dozen deadly spurts of pleasure erupted from my powerful penis into his sore hole. I then thrust a few more times, my pevis slapping his ass with each quick full thrust of my joy-filled penis, and then lay on and in him, satiated, as the last of my sperms carried their toxic load from my dick into his rectal walls. "Excellent job stud." Darrel said as we kissed. I then thrust some more to zark-off the last of my spunk into Earl who lay limp under me sobbing feeling sorry for himself. "You hard?" I adled Darrel. "Fuck, I have a diamond-cutter here. Let me at 'im." he replied. I pulled my spent love-shaft from the asshole who seemed relieved and took over holding his head and mouth. "Dont pull anything bitch." I told Earl who obeyed, fearing we'd just make things harder. Darrel mounted him and found his target. He slid his dick right in and began fucking. Watching my heavy buddy fuck that asshole in my cum was a turnon, especially knowing he'd also pump his deadly load up him. Being intact, Darrel' was able to cum sooner than I did although he was also turned on by fucking in my cum. I myself had taken seconds after him a few times which reduced the time I needed to get my rocks off because I was always turned on fucking a hole he had just fucked and shot his load in. Darrel's fingertips bulged out from in front of of his bitten nails as he held Earl's wrists in a vise-like grip. He manfully fucked Earl who was defeated and knew his fate was sealed. Soon my partner was fucking harder, beginning to breathe hard and just start to sweat as he enjoyed himself. My own dick was starting to harden as Darrel fucked Earl faster and harder. The stud then grunted and hilted himself as his dick released his deadly load. "Man that feels so good spurtin' off in that cunt." Darrel happily exclaimed and thrust again as Earl struggled again at being called a cunt. I kept holding Earl's head as Darrel and I french kissed. "Time to pull out of this cunt but first I need to thrust some more in it." he added, pumping a few more strokes to force our sperms into the rips in Earl's rectal walls before yanking out. "Suck it clean!" Darrel ordered the poof who vehmently spat out the socks as soon as his head was released. Instead of obeying, the bitch spouted off a string of profanities and swung at us until Darrel restrained him and told him to go douche out his cunt. The perv obeyed then, going into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. "Here, wipe that asshole's shit off with this." I said as I handed Darrel Earl's shirt. Darrel cleaned himself off and handed me the shirt. I wiped my dick on the remaining clean spot and threw it onto Earl's clothes and we got dressed. We headed to the door and Earl came out as we walked out the door. As it was, he got dressed except for his shirt and ran out looking for us. By that time we had dropped off the key and were gone. David later said the poof was pissed but knew not to bother looking for us. We were sad that the session had gone from glad to bad but were happy that we had completed our goal. Darrel later told me he'd heard that Earl had converted. We men hugged and french kissed as we caressed each other through our pants. We celebrated with Darrel jacking us off into some poof's mouth and pissing in it in an alley behind a bar.All in all the fairy had it cumming.
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My name is Tyler. I'm am a 20 year old gay college kid. Since I don't have a lot of money, I'm home for the summer in Texas. Not only do I not have to pay rent, but my uncle runs a construction business and as a favor to my dad, he's letting me work there to earn some cash. The problem is, I'm not exactly that useful on a construction site. I'm skinny and can barely lift a hammer. It's also hot as hell and I can't stand to be outside very long at a time. I don't exactly look the part of a construction worker either. I'm short, dirty blonde hair, diamond studs in my ears, and two chains around my neck. My clothes are tight and leave little to the imagination. But since my uncle promised me a job, he finds something for me to do: support the workers. You see, he hires a lot of these big, strong Mexican guys to come over the border for a few months. He says they're the best workers and they never complain about the heat. He pays them well and they stay in motels while the construction projects are going on. My uncle told me that my job is to help these guys out. If they ask for something, I give it to them. This is a challenge because many of them don't speak English, but we find ways to communicate for things like food, water, etc. While the job is going okay, it's not that exciting. I spend a lot of my time in the air conditioned trailer while these guys work their asses off in the summer Texas heat. After a couple of weeks, it seems like the guys are starting to get depressed. They are still working hard but something is wrong. My uncle notices too and instructs me to fix the problem. After all, keeping them happy is my job. I notice Luis, one of the guys who speaks English decently, sitting alone in the trailer on a break. So I join him and start a conversation. It takes some prying, but I get him to admit what is bothering the guys: they are lonely. They're here working long days and not seeing their girlfriends and wives. But missing their faces isn't the real issue. When I suggest FaceTiming their women every day, Luis says that wouldn't solve the problem. Bottom line: these men are horny. They haven't had any sex since crossing the border, unless you count their hands. Hmm. This challenge will be harder than finding them food and drinks. What am I supposed to do? Hire some hookers? That would be expensive and illegal. If only they were gay, I'd help them out myself. I have a thing for the strong masculine type. I text my college friend Hector about the problem. He's gay like me but also Hispanic. After beating around the bush, he comes out and says it: I should let them use me. Hector knows I'm always horny for cock, so why not? Hector tells me something I didn't know: in Mexican culture, it's not considered gay to fuck or be sucked by a man. Only the man taking the cock is considered gay. Luis is still breaking alone in the trailer. It's time to test what Hector told me. I get down on my knees and climb under the table Luis is sitting at. He hasn't noticed because he is scrolling through his phone. He nearly jumps out of his seat when my hands begin to massage his crotch. He quickly looks down and smiles with approval. It takes mere seconds for his cock to grow rock hard. I am afraid his jeans are going to burst open. I gently unbutton and unzip his jeans. I am shocked when his massive meat springs out. No underwear! I put my face near his crotch and soak it all in. His cock is big and thick, attached to two meaty balls that are surely full of cum. He smells like a combination of testosterone and sweat. Luis' hands reach under the table. One grabs his meat and the other pushes the back of my head toward it. I know what to do. Since he only has a few minutes left in his break, there is no time to waste. I put my mouth around his cock head and begin sucking him down, inch by inch. He moans and says some things under his breath. I can't make it all out, but I hear "white whore" at some point. I bob my head up and down as his breathing and moaning pick up. He pushes my head all the way down on his cock. Then he lets out a roar as his cum begins splashing the back of my throat. I swallow every drop and continued to suck him until he goes soft and removes his hand from my head. He fastens his jeans, stands up, nods, and heads out the door. I smile and climb back to my feet.
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Real men wear condoms. There is nothing wrong with wearing a condom as long as what you are wearing is THE right kind of condom. There are many kinds of condom. The rubber kind do not work for a lot of men. These are the wrong kind to use. These kind of condoms are use and dispose. The kind of condoms real men need are the ones which are be reusable. The kind of condom I am speaking of, the best fitting condom for real men, has been in use for centuries. Let me reintroduce you to Bottoms for Men. A Bottom is not only skin tight, it is also reusable. Sharing a Bottom with other men couldn't be easier. You can slip your dick out of a Bottom and pass it to a buddy very easily. This sharing can happen as few or as many times as you desire. This could not happen with a rubber condom. Bottoms for Men are also washable. You could never do this with a rubber condom. Pictured is a man preparing to slip his hard dick into a Bottom. It is really easy to use a Bottom. See how easy it is. Try it yourself. Bottoms for Men come in many sizes, shapes and colours. You can use Bottoms for Men anywhere you please. There is nothing like a good Bottom to satisfy the sexual needs of men. It doesn't matter what the size of the Bottoms for Men condom is that you are using, your dick will fit inside it. Remember some Bottoms are tighter than others. You might have to give your dick a good hard thrust to get it in. The best method to use is to hold Bottom firmly and slam your dick inside it. What could be easier? All bars, bathhouses, bookstores, sex clubs, parks and recreation areas stock Bottoms for Men. Everywhere, regardless of whether the management wants to admit it or not, stocks Bottoms for Men. Remember Bottoms for Men come in two types: NEG and POZZED. Use Hard. Use frequently. Only dispose of a Bottom for Men when it is completely used up and totally unusable.
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Having been (and still sort of) vanilla on the area of foot fetishism, the thought to explore and the act of exploring didn't occur to me until last year. After talking to a foot fetishist on Instagram, it awakened unfocused thoughts that I had several years ago. When I lost my virginity in December 2014, it was to a masc jock who had a sock fetish. I never thought to wear socks during sex, but he insisted I do so. He wore black socks, I wore white socks. His legs were hairy and long, and his feet were pretty big. That was my first hint of a fetish, or at least someone else's. When I lived up north of my current location, it seemed there were a lot more fetishists, especially ones who were into foot play. A guy on Grindr would take off his sandals and show me his sweaty feet in pictures. I remember thinking "that's nice". Another guy I found on a hookup app, a foot master, was very into having his feet served and talked about all the perks and everything involved in it. At that time, I only had a passing interest in men's feet, and actually felt kind of unsure, maybe even a bit disgusted by it. As my sexual encounters grew in numbers, my interest in men's feet started to bubble to the surface. It wasn't after I talked to a foot fetishist from the Pacific west last year that my desire for men's feet exploded. We talked about his experiences with feet and shared pics of feet that we liked, including his own, which are big and soft. It was then that I really wanted to engage in serving other men's feet. My actual "first time" acting on it was in 2020, when I hooked up with a guy from my area. When he came over, he laid on my bed and began to undress. As it had been so long since I had sex, something came over me to suddenly pull this guy's white socks off and lick his left sole and toes. It was brief, but that was just the start. My second experience happened last July. I invited a guy I talked to on Grindr over for a massage. Since I didn't know what his face looked like, I was nervous, but when he came to my door, he was tall, gorgeous and had a soft voice. I figured he was just going to remove his shirt and have me rub his back, but when we got into my room, he stripped naked and laid on his stomach on my bed. I was in awe at how beautiful this specimen of a man was. I proceeded to scoot in and rub lavender oil on his back, shoulders, neck, arms and legs. His muscles were tight, but I got him loosened up and relaxed. I wanted to rub spearmint lotion on his feet, but asked if I could play with them first, and he said I could. With his big feet dangling over the edge of the bed, I knelt down on the floor and picked up his right foot and leaned in to sniff it. Smelled like day-old sweat. The scent made me ravenous. I started running my tongue over his smooth sole, up to his heel, and back down again, then dragged my tongue under the bottoms of his toes and gently sucked on each toe, repeating this with his left foot. Both of his feet were in my hands at this point. I stuck the top half of his right foot far into my mouth and sucked his skin. It tasted amazing. After this, I massaged his feet with spearmint lotion and then we had sex (I will discuss that later). 😉 My third and most recent experience with feet was with a friend of a friend, but will keep that private. Along with the one foot fetishist, I have talked to several others, and I feel more comfortable now talking about feet, thinking about feet, and what I want to do to feet. As if my libido wasn't already high enough, foot fetishism has flooded my mind to where it occupies almost all of my daily thoughts, like it's a craving/addiction that must be satisfied immediately. I have a Tumblr blog solely dedicated to male feet and it already has nearly 4k followers and over 1000 posts. I really love the size, shape, texture, scent and flavor of a man's feet. Men's feet and toes that have the right amount of length and thickness to them drive me wild. Smooth, hairless feet are my favorite. I can't get enough.
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I'm a guy from northwest Indiana who has an insatiable ass fixation. I come from an area where guys like to wear their pants low and have baggy boxer shorts or tight briefs. You can imagine what that does to me once my eyes catch glimpse of it. My lust for the male ass started in high school. A hot jock in my history class sat next to me and I would notice that his jeans would slide down in the back when he sat in his seat, revealing his blue briefs. You could see the outline of his buttcrack in them. That's all I could focus on most days in that class. The one that really got me hooked belongs to my straight buddy, "Sam". He wore khaki shorts and sandals a lot. Not only did he have amazing legs and feet, but his ass is bubbly and huge. We shared a few classes. In our social studies class, "Sam" sat diagonal from me and would slump in his seat so much that his shorts came down quite a bit in the back, exposing his smooth asscrack. I'm not sure I ever saw underwear under those shorts, but I would gaze in awe at his ass every time we had social studies class. Once, another guy who sat in front of me noticed Sam's exposure. Could only imagine what he was thinking. "Sam" and I also had science class, and he sat directly in front of me, with a space between our desks. That gave me enough view of his ass, and again, his shorts would come down and expose his crack. I got so hot and bothered once, that I took out my notebook and drew a sketch of his big ass with my dick in between his buttcheeks. There were times that I would hang around him just to get my eyes on that ass. It's a really amazing ass. Fast forward years later, and "Sam" and I were chatting via Facebook message once evening. I revealed to him that his shorts would slide down as he sat at his desk, and he laughed at the matter. I also told him that people noticed, even myself, and said he has a nice butt. He appreciated my compliment. I told "Sam" I wanted to see it again, so after some slight hesitation, he sent me a side shot of himself in his underwear, that big ass bulging out of his briefs. I was instantly hard. I wanted to see his ass minus the underwear, but he never did send that. Found out that another guy I went to high school with, who is also gay, is friends with "Sam", and we talked about what we'd do with Sam if we had sex with him. It was nice to talk to someone about "Sam" and his amazing ass, as I'd been holding in those emotions so long. I'd give anything to rim and fuck that bubble butt, even today. It wasn't until I was 24 that I got close enough to another guy's ass. I hooked up with a hot jock I met off of Adam4Adam in December 2014 and that was when I lost my virginity. Unfortunately, as close as I was, I did not get to rim that guy's ass, which was firm and sparsely-haired around his brown hole, but wish I had. Despite that missed opportunity, I have had several guys feed me their ass. I've had guys spread their ass on the bed for me, lay back with their legs up, and have had guys sit on my face. There is nothing like feeling a guy's fleshy buttocks around your face, smelling the musk emanating from their crack and tasting the tangy flavor of sweat from their asshole. I love digging my tongue in there and flicking it around, making sure I clean it up good. Fingering guys is also fun, especially when I get deep enough and stimulate their prostate. That drives them wild, and I've had guys blow their load solely from getting fingered. I've even fisted a guy and made him holler. I love feeling a guy's insides brush against my palm and fingertips. I've never penetrated a guy with my penis yet, but hopefully someday. Right now, I just can't get enough of men's asses; big, rounded ones with little to no hair, and eating them out. I'd eat ass every day if I could. I'm an ass pig at heart.
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I've been thinking about the little nitty gritty differences between LGBT and NSA sex. I don't mean to generalize anybody, but, for me I enjoy having sex with men and I also love teasing them online. I've never considered myself to be part of the LGBT group nor do I feel "left behind" or "oppressed" when politicians or religious people say insulting things about same sex encounters, relationships etc etc. For me its about losing inhibition and letting men use me for sex; and if I were to be in a relationship, it'd have to be sex based. I was wondering what everybody else's views are on this.
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I am a masculine blue collar man that likes to suck dick!! I really like other masculine men that are age 30 and over. Married men, straight men, bi curious men that just want to use my hot wet mouth to dump a hot load in! masculine cocks and balls for me to worship and do as I'm told . I love being on my knees kneeling before a masculine man him knowing my mouth is his and he can use it as he likes!
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I love bareback porn. I especially love the men in the scenes when they look like they are having the best sex of their lives. Sometimes I imagine certain models of one studio being used by models from another. My favorite mash-up would be pairing the models from sketchy sex with the hairy, older tops from Treasure Island media. Make these sketchy sex bottoms get bred by numerous tops - one after the other. Damn. That would be hot. I would also like to see all studios keeping the cum on the bottom - ass, mouth, everywhere - for the entire scene. Get everyone covered in seed as they progress. Any suggestions on other mash-ups?
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I'm looking for a friend of mine who loves to make people cum. She just moved to Cleburne area and has no money or transportation. She is bi. She won't fuck guy's but will fuck women. She might even be interested in a friendly facilitator. There is little she won't do. She lives with extended family and takes care of her sick father. She will only play as a female. She will not play as her old self a male. She doesn't require payment of any sort as she loves what she does but drinks, smokes, makeup donations would go a long way to help her! She is on Facebook by the name Naomi Nicole Yanick. She only asks that you send her a friend request first before messaging her! Any questions before contacting her I'll do my best to answer.
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First time at Slammer, got a bubble butt looking for as many hung loads as I can take. Looks don’t matter in a dark room. Right? ? Bearded Latino 5’7 - look for me as I’ll be wearing black shorts, muscle shirt and black & white pumas. will be there all night.
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I asked one of the guys who fucked me to take a picture of my ass just after some of them have fucked me deeply, sometimes both of therm at the same time, to know why they told me I have a real cunt or pussy. What do you think of my "cum pussy"?
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I was a janitor with the education department for a decade. I had started in the high school cleaning up after the snotnoses and then finally improved my lot in life by moving up to the junior college and adult school campus which was also closer to my apartment. I had known about one student starting when he was in the high school but as with the other kids I wasn't interested in wasting my time other than a polite "How's it going?" in passing. I mostly ignored the kids since most were of low morals, surly, dopers and hoodlums. The adult school and college seemed to have brighter and nicer students. The main requirement was being over eighteen to attend the adult school or college, as well as passing basic tests to enter the college. The student I had known of in the high school befriended me when he was eighteen and a half while attending the adult school. He was pretty good looking, about 6' tall, somewhat slender, and had the long blond hair most young guys seemed to sport back then. I myself was just over 6', 275 lbs, just beginning to bald and gray and fifty-one when we first talked to each other. "Jim." I said when we shook hands. "Rick." he replied. His hand seemed small in my nail-bitten bear-paw, almost like shaking hands with a woman. It was a week later after our after class chats when he came on to me. I rejected his advances politely but I did help mentor him so he could finish his remedial classes and get into the college. A year and a half later he began classes at the college. I continued to see him since the college and adult school were on the same campus with the college on one side, the school on the other and two middle buildings and the big gym being used by both. Rick was doing good with some of my help and finally graduated from the two year junior college with an associate degree. We hugged on his last day on campus and I didn't see him until two and a half years later. The thing about that was that although he had earned another degree at the four-year, he was whoring and hustling. I was in town and happened to see him. He thought I didn't know what the area was so he smiled. "Hi Rick" I said as I hid a smirk and wondered why he was selling sex instead of getting a job. "Hi Jim" he replied and we shook hands. He seemed a little dirty, not as kept up as he had been on campus. He had worn a preppy outfit including white shirts, a sweater-vest, dark slacks and leather sandals. On the street he wore pastel shirts, the sweater vest and dark slacks and loafers instead of the sandals or sneakers. He had cut his hair shorter. We talked a while and I saw him again a few weeks later. He then asked me if I wanted to get my rocks off. "I don't pay for it" I told him. "It's on me, Jim. I'll admit I had the hots for you for ages. Now please fuck me" he gushed as I tried to hide my astonishment. We went to an abandoned parking garage where whores and dopers did their thing. In a somewhat private corner of a vacant parking space between the wall and a seemingly abandoned pickup, he knelt and unzipped my jeans and fished out my uncut dick. I had some cheeze under my foreskin but I enjoyed that great feeling when a good cocksucker licked and ate it from under my hood and off my prick and swallowed it. He ducked his head under my gut, sucked my dick into his mouth and sucked on it while inhaling my sweaty crotch. My dick felt really great as he licked and sucked on it til it was hard. He opened his mouth and pulled his head back. "Want to fuck me up my ass?" he asked. "Sure. But you'll need to suck it clean after I cum" I replied. "No problem, stud" he grinned. I was glad we never kissed knowing what he did with his mouth. He stood up, dropped his pants and bent over the open tailgate of the old pickup. I spat on his asshole, stepped up to him and inserted my dick up his ass which was quite loose so my dick slid right in. I gripped his hips and hilted myself, flexed my fifty-five year-old love-muscle in him and fucked him. I fucked him easily, enjoying adding the fella to my list of conquests. I pumped his ass for about five minutes, slowly increasing my pace as I got closer to my climax. I grinned and pushed my glasses back in place and continued fucking him. My dick got hotter, closer and my balls drew up, then I then felt my dick swell and again hilted myself, gave some short quick thrusts and blasted my middle-age chub-bear cum up his ass as I held his hips, spurting my jizz up his hole. I held my position for a couple of minutes before pulling halfway out and shoving it back in to pump more spunk into his ass, which was a good cunt, better than most vaginas I've fucked. I thrust again, hilted myself, held my position and then pulled out. He stood up and thanked me for the fucking. "No problem Rick" I said as I stood facing him. He finally remembered to kneel and suck my dick clean. His mouth made my dick feel good all over again as he licked and sucked it clean. "I need to piss Rick" I told him. He didn't try to pull away so I held his head and soon rewarded him with my afternoon beer-laced piss. He gulped it good without letting any leak out between my shaft and his lips. I was satiated and felt great once he finished drinking my piss and sucking on my dick more until it was clean. He sucked off of it leaving it clean and dry and kissed it and my sweaty scrotum. "You're a good piece of hole. I'm glad you're doing good for the men" I said, as he stood up. He said he had tried gay sex in the four-year college and got his mouth and ass broken in there. He had been anally raped a month before graduating. He had been whoring since graduating the four-year college he had transferred to after graduating the junior college. He'd looked for a job and after a series of short term jobs and a stint in a small rock band he found that hustling and whoring was easier. "I have a buddy who might want a piece of your ass if you don't mind, same terms" I told him. He asked who it was and I told him my friend Clarence. He knew Clarence but as with me he didn't know the man would just as soon fuck him as look at him. Clarence had said he wanted to fuck him some day while we shot the shit on our lunch break. Rick didn't really want to do Clarence, but since he owed me he capitulated.
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Coming of age, or more correctly cumming of age, simply meant us Tops being man enough to successfully get our rocks off in a bottom's ass and mouth. Proving ourselves meant we had to get hard, copulate and ejaculate in a male's ass and mouth. Fucking a broad was a given and considered little more than masturbating since everybody did it but not as many were man enough to use a male the way we men use women. My uncle used the two-step process starting with fucking a woman although most guys had first fucked broads at high school age. I myself fucked my first one in college. At the young age of eighteen I proved myself courtesy of my uncle who had taken me to a whorehouse where I fucked one of the whores and came in her. She was looser than the broads I fucked in college but better at sucking us men off. My uncle asked me how it went after we had fucked our respective whores so I told him it was a decent fuck and that she gave better head. On the bus home we talked about the fucks. "She was looser than the bimbos I had but sucked better cock, got me off and swallowed my jizz." I told him, proud that I'd used her mouth that good. He then asked me if I thought of fucking a male ass and using a male mouth. "I've heard of it and want to try it." I replied. "Well, good, we can set up a date. The whorehouse fag's out sick but I know a good homo who'll make your dick feel really great." he said and gave an errant nail a biting, spitting it out the window. The next Saturday afternoon was spent at Mikey's apartment. Mikey was a typical guy his age at the time. At 21 he looked like a titless women with his long bleached hair, long nails, no facial hair and loved to sexually please men. My uncle had already told me the ground rules which included only kissing a fellow Top. During the week he had explained Top, versatile and bottom and the details of each ranging from looks, appearance, behavior and sex skills. The basics were that we Tops are the most masculine and a good Top had shorter hair, some kind of facial hair, wore masculine glasses, preferred to be on the heavy side and bit or clipped his nails to the nubs or at least had as much dirt under them as the average truck mechanic. We possessed normal manly traits, skills and behavior of any other men and were in fact more masculine than the average heterosexual male. Bottoms were much like Mikey with the clean long nails, long hair(bleached optional), no facial hair, preferred being slender, lacked mechanical skills unless they were like Mikey but still looked and acted like average long haired heterosexual males. Most bottoms preferred contact lenses to glasses because it meant not having to take glasses off to keep them from getting smeared when sucking and rimming. Those who wore glasses tended to prefer unisex styles. There were exceptions to that rule as exemplefied by married bisexual bottom Patrick who was forty, sported short dark red hair, nails clipped or bitten to th quick but not deep like my uncle's and soon to be mine. Versatiles were between those perameters and often you couldnt tell. We arrived at Mikey's after lunch and were greeted by him at the door. He hugged us each in turn after we shook hands when my uncle introduced us. Mikey's hand was a cross between a woman's in looks but he had a strong grip from his warehouse job. "Pleased to meet you stud." he gushed looking more at my crotch then my face. "Pleased to meat you too." I replied looking at his mouth. We men settled on the sofa while Mikey got him a beer and me a rootbeer. Mikey took a seat on a chair opposite us and we shot the shit and discussed what we'd do. Mikey was one of those who couldnt rim nor suck a dick that had been up an ass without the dick being washed first because he was suceptable to infections so we would do the oral first and then after I reloaded I'd pump my second load up his ass. After we finished our drinks we retired to Mikey's bedroom where we stripped and lay our clothes on top of his dresser. My uncle and I stood stood side by side while Mikey sucked on our cocks. Since I was cut it took longer for me to cum than a classmate in the college I'd later meet. I stood tall and proud of being the man in a sex act getting my cock sucked by a "man". Mikey did an excellent job sucking my dick, keeping maximum contact with the insides of his mouth while also keeping his teeth off my meat as he held my hips and gave me a good basic blowjob. Fifteen minutes later Mikey's skilled mouth and head brought me to orgasm as my knees shook and he and my uncle supported me and I proudly ejaculated in his man-pleasing mouth. The fairy sucked it out of my cock and swallowed it. Mikey's mouth was the superior oral cunt. The 25 year old whore I fucked at the brothel the week before had done a good job but Mikey still sucked better as well as kissed our cocks and scrotums both before and after sucking us men off. After finishing me he turned to my uncle and gave him his BJ. Both man and cocksucker did their parts flawlessly with my uncle giving Mikey his reward in less than twenty minutes. I took about half an hour to reload so we had another ten minutes before I'd be ready but thn again getting my cock sucked by an expert felt good so I let Mikey suck it. I did start getting hard and enjoyed my feeling of superiority over Mikey who loved his place pleasing us men. Once I was hard I was ready to fuck Mikey's ass. I had read about oral and anal sex and that getting fucked could be a pain in the ass but that a nice tight hole was so good around our dicks especially for us cut men. I had also read about a man who said that the more pain he put to an asshole he fucked the better he and his dick felt and the better feeling his orgasm was. I knew Mikey was past that, having had his ass cherry broken when he was eighteen. Mikey left my dick wet with spit and kissed it, then then took his place on the bed, laying on his stomach spreading his legs while I greased-up my meat. My uncle spat on Mikey's asshole and told me to spit on it too. I spat and then mounted the poof, settling myself in position and lining up my shot. I put my dick to the asshole's sphincter and let my weight drive it into him. Mikey's ass was a nice smooth love tunnel made for getting fucked. He barely flinched as I entered him and hilted myself inside him and lay on his back. I could tell he liked getting fucked more than any broad did. I flexed my love muscle in his snug hole and fucked him. I pistonned my dick in his hole enjoying the tightness and how good I felt using Mikey like he's a woman, proving myself superior to him. I fucked that asshole harder and faster, enjoying the feeling more as I fucked him like I was fucking the whore, but it was even better because Mikey wasnt collecting any money for it like the whore did. As a matter of fact my uncle had told me on the way home from the brothel that masculine men shouldnt have to pay for a piece of ass(or a BJ) and that a good hole will please a man out of duty and the joy of pleasing us men and our penises. Mikey's ass seemed the perfect tightness for my dick giving me the hole I always needed. I fucked the queen faster and then harder going for my urges and got them, letting my hips take over jack-hammering my dick in the hole resulting in my dick blasting my load up it in ultimate pleasure so that I had to stop and hilt myself as i pumped eight or nine rapid-fire spurts into him before resuming fucking until I was spent. I lay on and in Mikey who told me I was a great stud, especially for a rookie stud. I pulled almost out and let my weight drop me back onto him, ramming my dick back up his hole with a plop and slap. "Good job stud. I'm proud of you, you fucked that cunt good." my uncle told me as I withdrew and he helped me up and took his turn. My uncle was a good stud, shoving his dick right up Mikey's ass and filling him with no more thought than filling a bucket of water in the back yard. Like me, he thrust with no regard to how Mikey would feel as he took his pleasure putting it to him. I had fucked similarly so I enjoyed how good my dick felt in the hole. Ten minutes later the man hilted himself in the asshole and pumped his load up it. "Great fuck Uncle. You know how to fuck those cunts." I praised him. A few more thrusts and he pulled out. I had proven my manhood in Mikey and my uncle had had another piece of him. We went to the bathroom where Mikey carefully washed our dicks until they were clean enough for him to suck, then he sucked on my uncle's cock. The man pissed while Mikey drank it. I did the same when Mikey sucked mine, to the praise of my uncle. After drying off we got dressed and left. Mikey was a good piece of ass as well as a good cocksucker. Several other men at the plant fucked his holes regularly as well as did watersports and oral foot fetish. My uncle told me there was more to sex besides fucking ass and mouth including but not limited to rimjobs, watersports, oral foot fetish and more. My uncle would later introduce me to more bottoms and versatiles whom we'd fuck. My uncle's and my masculinity and Mikey's lack thereof were in proper perspective in that we masculine Tops fucked the masculinity-lacking Mikey's holes.
