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My older brother dealt drugs when we were teenagers and he made me smoke pot with him a couple times but I didn’t like it. After I came out when I was 16 in 1979, I dated guys monogamously and never did drugs. One time when I went with a friend to Austin for a lake party, someone slipped a molly into my sandwich. It freaked me out, not knowing what had happened and I didn’t like it. Anything that was speedy, even caffeine trigger my anxiety, and that sure did it. After that I specifically avoided doing anything and rarely drank. Many years later when my husband of 20 years and I visited Palm Springs for the second time, we rented a house and made plans to hang out with guys we found on apps. We had been open for about ten years and it worked for us. We didn’t hook up much with other people where we lived for discretion. We were both executives in visible positions and needed to be discreet. But when we were out of town it was easier. My husband is an ex-model, very hung and had no problem finding willing younger guys (his type) to fuck. I liked all kinds of guys and had become pretty adventurous with sex, exploring a lot of kinks over the years. I found a really sexy, tall all-American looking guy in his 40s on an app. He had a humongous dick, which was my kryptonite, seemed kinky, and kind of nasty. He was interested in hanging out and was free that night. He said he had a friend who was on his way from San Francisco and would be in town within the hours. He sent me pics of the guy. His friend was in his 30’s, shorter than his friend and also really handsome, in that swarthy Italian way. Oh, and he also had a huge cock, almost as big as his tall friend. I got the impression they liked tag teaming bottoms and I’d trained my hole to be flexible and strong, so I could take big cocks and even a fist a couple times, and still be able to get tight pretty quickly afterwards. But, it had been awhile since I’d been fucked because work was crazy busy during COVID, so I would have to really get warmed up to take either of these guys. We met at CCBC where I had rented a room. The tall guy was there in the lobby when I arrived and introduced himself as “Rob” (not his real name). We got settled into the room when the shorter Italian guy arrived, and introduced himself as “Gino” (also not his real name). Gino and I sort of hit it off right away. He made a couple trips to the four to bring in four suitcases. Rob explained that Gino was a dealer and was moving to Palm Springs and was setting up shop as soon as he moved into his rental house. Gino opened up the suitcases. While I couldn’t see everything from my chair across the room, I could see they were full of pill bottles, plastic baggies, many different colors of pills and powders, along with pipes, bongs and other stuff I couldn’t see very clearly. Gino asked me if I partied and I said I didn’t but told them I had brought a joint and didn’t mind if they did. I’d heard how addictive, dangerous and intense meth was and that never appealed to me, especially because it was speedy. In fact it scared the hell out of me. I had a really great life and I didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. However, something surprised me in that moment he asked me. I got scared about the idea and weirdly it also turned me on. I kind of laughed to myself because it seemed I’d found another kink I didn’t want to actually engage in, but fantasize about, like pozzing. They started smoking from a bong and blowing big clouds. The clouds seemed really seductive to me. Gino asked me if I wanted to try a hit. I paused for just a couple seconds, feeling my cock get raging hard. I told him no. He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me. I think he’d noticed my hesitation and curiosity. So he said, “How about this?” He took a big hit and then came over to about a foot from me and started blowing it towards my face. I wasn’t expecting it but for some reason my reflexive reaction was to breathe some in. I quickly exhaled, worried what might happen. Gino smiled a little and the two guys took some more hits. I was feeling my favorite sex pot and laid down on the bed. Gino came over next to me on the bed, took a huge hit and leaned over me, holding it and raising his eyebrows. My cock instantly got even harder, I think because of the risk and danger. I’d learned that risk and a little danger was a turn-on for me when being blindfolded at my first dungeon party a couple months ago. I just looked into his eyes and he must have taken that as a green light because he leaned down and blew the big hit into my mouth. I only breathed in a little but just the idea of someone getting me high on something dangerous without my explicit consent made almost cum. We talked for quite a while and I found that I really liked both of them, especially Gino. He was surprisingly down to earth and friendly, easy to talk to. He seemed surprisingly trustworthy for a dealer. Rob definitely did not seem trustworthy, but something about his shadiness was sexy. I’d taken another hit off the indica joint and was feeling good. We all made out for awhile, and it was hot. They paused, got up and shot up their dicks with what they called trimix. The guy with the monster dick said he had to have an extra strong formula to get his big beautiful cock hard after partying. Watching them inject their dicks was unexpectedly crazy hot. I laughed at myself, at how much I’d changed since my sort of puritan 20’s and 30’s. As they shot their dicks up, I began to feel the meth I’d inhaled. It was speedy, but nice, very euphoric and it made me even hornier. I began to want to be fucked pretty bad. After the trimix, they said they were going to slam. I didn’t know what that meant but when they started filling two syringes I figured it out. I noticed I started precumming watching them, and I think they noticed it too. As I watched and wondered what it would be like, I realized how dark my kinks had gotten. It was kind of scary, and alluring too. I could see it hit them and how much they enjoyed it, but it still scared the hell out of me. After they slammed we really started making out hardcore. Rob started playing with my hole and said, “Gino, you’ve got to check out his hole. It is magnificent.” Gino moved around to between my legs and said, “fuuuuuuck” and started eating me out. Rob gave me his dick to suck. While I was doing that, Rob leaned over to Gino and whispered something. Gino shook his head while his tongue was deep in me. I asked what they were talking about because this was a pretty risky situation. Gino took his mouth off of my hole and said, “Rob thought we should stealth booty bump you, you know, but some Tina up your hole and get you higher. I told him no, that wasn’t cool.” My reaction to hearing this was gratitude for Gino protecting me, and getting really turned on my Rob's sleazy underhandedness and desire to corrupt me. I just said, “fuuuuuck” and closed my eyes. Gino began to fuck me as I was sucking Rob’s enormous head. I couldn't’ get it in any further. My hole was amazingly loose and took Gino’s big rod pretty easily. He kept saying how much he loved my hole, and then came in me hard. I could feel it - it was a lot. He kept fucking me, like fucking the cum into my hole with a little half smile. Then Rob moved around and turned me over on my knees and fucked the living hell out of me. I couldn’t believe I could take his whole cock. Gino was kissing me and sliding fingers in beside Rob’s cock, stretching me beyond even when I had been fisted. Rob also came hard and shoved in me deeper than I’d had any cock, hand or toy, and he just held it there while he came. He started at me, watching my eyes. After a couple minutes, I could feel it. There was meth in their cum. I could feel the euphoric speed hitting me. “Oh jeezus!” I said. “You guys did stealth me after all, with your cum!” Gino said that it wasn’t much and assured me I’d be fine. With hardly a poz, Gino slid underneath me and then began to slide in, with Rob still inside. “Oh shit. Oh shit. I don’t think I can take it.” I said. Gino told me to just breathe and I’d be fine. Suprisingly, it hurt and stretched hard for a few minutes but after that I just felt amazingly full and tight and fantastic. Then both they started fucking me, moving in and out with different cadences and depth. I started to scream in complete ecstacy, and then came. They kept fucking me until they both came again. After that I was spent, and just turned over on my back. I was really spinning now, part pot, part meth, part dopamine from the sensation of being double fucked, but I felt great. We chatted for a bit and then they slammed again and took another couple hits. Gino blew another hit in my face. I definitely didn’t need it. The cum was doing the trick. But I wasn’t too high. Several concerns registered in my mind: the first was, I liked it and I was thinking about when I would do it again. The second was, how high I was still going to get, and lastly, how long would I be high? Would I need to stay overnight? Would my husband be able to tell when I got home? I texted my husband that I was having a great time, we were hanging out with some guys at CCBC and not to wait up. After I put my phone down, Gino pulled my knees up and pulled my ass to his cock, which was still hard. He slid in me and said, “What do you want?” “Are you poz?” I asked, registering this was my other dangerous fantasy. “No, but Rob is and he’s not on meds. Are you on PreP?” He asked. I realized I had forgotten my prep at home and had not taken it in two days, which wasn’t a big deal. Gino said I’d be fine. Gino shoved his beautiful, big uncut cock inside me and began fucking me slowly, all the way in and all the way out. Then he shoved it deep inside, leaned over me and said, “Clench your hole on my cock.” I couldn’’t figure out why but I did it. He held still, his big hard cock all the way inside me. I suddenly began to feel fuller, like his cock was expanding. He smiled and said, “You’ve never been piss fucked before, have you.?” “Oh fucking hell!” I replied It was the hottest thing I’d never heard about. After he finished filling me far beyond any capacity I’d previously reached, he started fucking me. He told me to stay clenched as he fucked me slowly, and I did. My daily Kegel exercises were paying off. He fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out slowly and told me to hold it in. He raised my knees and then ass up so that my hole was like a piss chalice and it would stay in. “How does that feel?” He asked with a grin. “It is blowing my mind.” I replied, ”Hold it in for five minutes.” He said, giving me a knowing look. And then it hit me, their piss had probably more meth in it than their cum. A lot more. They had slammed twice and smoked a lot. Then I started feeling the big wave of high hit me hard. It was amazing, not at all like I expected. Both of the guys were getting off on doing this to me and we all kissed together as I held it inside me. The high kept getting bigger and bigger. Gino told me to go to the bathroom and let it out. When I got back to the bed, Rob said, “My turn.” Rob’s piss fucking me was even wilder; his bigger cock, and much more piss did a lot more damage to my hole and really ratchet up my high. After I let it out, I was really spinning but feeling great. We messed around some more, made out and the double fucked me again for a bit. Then Rob jumped up and said with a big surprised grin. “Come with me. Grab a towel and follow me.”
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Filling Up Rock
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—March, 2023 Rock chatted with me on the fisting site. He lived far enough away, that I honestly thought it was chat—and that we’d never meet. I was wrong. He liked all that I had to offer: a big dick, patience with fist and a love of watersports. We quickly found a date that worked for both of us. On the appointed day, he was very conscientious about sending me the text I always ask for—which helps weed out flakes and helps me time the final set up of the playspace. Right on time, Rock was at the front door. He is tall—taller than me, so likely 6’4”. He is thickly built, with dark blond hair. He’s in his mid-20’s, but has a lot of sexual experience under his belt. He also has a slightly goofy smile that makes him incredible charming. And hot. He comes in. He is sure of his clean out—so we head right down to the playroom. I show him where to stow his clothes and go back up to get rid of mine. I add the jock that I’m wearing to get dirty for an admirer and my boots. I go back down—carrying the coconut oil. Rock is waiting for me, naked, on his knees at the base of the sling. I had given him no instruction about it—he just knew his place… I step forward, my covered mound of cock flesh rubbing against his face. He groans as he begins to mouth the fabric. He’s really hungry—and I want to feed him. My cock hardens. I release it from the jock and it stretches towards his mouth. He takes about half my length in one gulp. His mouth is hot, wet and experienced. He gives really great head. I pull out and bring that active tongue to my balls. Instinctively, he knows to lick, not to try to suck them into his mouth. Eventually, I lift them by pulling up on my dick, so he can bury his handsome face just below, them—where cock ring and balls meet. It’s my turn to groan. “I need to eat your hole. Get up on the bench.” Rock does as he’s told. I kneel and my tongue pushes into his young pucker. He groans and I hear poppers uncapped and inhaled. I lick and prod. He opens easily as the rush of fumes relaxes him even more. I lube myself as I rim—and in moments, stand to fuck him for the first time. He grunts as I slide in. All of me. In one long forward movement. “You have even more cock than your pictures show,” he pants. I just hold until I feel his muscles relax. I begin the fuck. Slow and easy. “Fuck me, Sir.” He looks up into the mirror and sees me fucking. “Can I call you Sir?” I nod—and pick up the tempo of the fuck. Faster. Harder. Making Rock pant. I pull out. “You want to taste your ass?” “Yes, Sir. Love it. Makes me feel really slutty.” I bring it to his face, while he’s still on the bench. He licks his ass jizz off me—moaning in the back of his throat as he does it. I go back to fuck. I stay in him a little longer and repeat the ATM process afterwards. This time, I tell him to clean my balls, too, as his hole is super wet now. He savors each one. I go back to his upturned ass. I slap his slightly gaped hole with my cock. Piss spurts out, cascading down his moderately hairy ass crack. I kneel and lick it up, pushing some of the pale piss into his hole. I fuck him again. This time the cleaning of my cock and balls gives him his first taste of my clear piss. I pull out the egg-headed dildo. My cock has opened him, so it goes in with the merest hint of resistance. I pull it down and slide my cock in with it. He takes a hit as he realizes just how full he feels. I repeat it again—this time with my cock under the toy. “Clean my cock over here.” I toss the mat from the rimseat on the floor next to the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed, my legs splayed, my wet cock bouncing. He scrambles off the bench and kneels on the mat. He licks every millimeter of my cock and balls. When his mouth is on my nuts, I will myself to piss. I create a piss fountain that runs down my cock and unto my balls, where Rock can let it play on his tongue. He groans out his appreciation. I lean forward and bring his head up from my crotch. I kiss him, wanting to taste everything he is tasting. It lasts for a long moment, as our tongues wetly explore, then I push his head back down again to my drooling cock… * As I’m adjusting the stirrups of the sling for his height, Rock says “I love how you fuck—and I love your piss. If you want to skip the fisting, I am fine with just what we’ve been doing.” I agree with him—I can’t keep my mouth out of his hole and I’d rather not have the industrial strength lube in my guts. I fuck him for the first time on his back. I watch the pleasure I am giving him wash across his expressive face. I piss on his hole here. I lick it up and bring some up to his mouth. He gargles with it and doesn’t swallow, but lets it all flow out over his chin and chest. I go back and lick it off him. I crank him open with the speculum. I don’t think he’s had one in him before. I finger his prostate. And fuck with the device in place. I pull out and send a splash of piss into his open hole. Rock groans—and fuck the piss deep into his manhole. Now I want to really eat his ass. I set up the rimseat and lie down. This is a first for him. He sits gingerly on my face. My tongue slides deeply into his spread hole. He gasps. I mumble for him to hit his poppers. He does and proceeds to babble as I lick his fucked-up-and-pissed-out hole. My cock is achingly erect as I lick and spit on his puffy ass lips. Finally, I touch his thighs—telling him to get up. “I want to drink my piss from your ass.” “Fuck, Sir. Please.” I have him lean on the fuck bench for the filling. I fuck him for a moment, then stop—keeping my cock deep inside him. I take a swig from my water bottle and piss begins to flow from my cock. It fills his ass, bathing my cock in my hot juices. When I run dry, I pull out and lie back in place under the seat. I borrow his poppers and take a deep hit. They hit just as he settles down above me. My tongue finds his puffy ass lips. I probe deep. Nothing but a single drop of piss. I do it again. I hear Rock groan and he releases it all. A piss cascade. A slightly yellow waterfall is forced down my throat. He is moaning loudly as he feels it all leave his body. I had no idea I gave him quite so much—but all I can do is keep swallowing. He slowly goes to just a dribble, leaking from his ass. My tongue works into him—and he really is empty now. My cock is drooling—and Rock even mentions how hard I am. I get him to stand. “In the sling. I want to see your face as I breed you.” I am on a mission—I need to shoot in that hot ass. I want him to have my DNA. And now! He gets in, his legs on chains, not taking the time for stirrups. I sink into him. I fuck. Hard. Rock, who has quite a big cock, erects as I fuck. He knows what’s coming. I do one last rim—and I’m there. I stand up and get my dick up his slick hole just in time. I pump spurt after spurt into him. I grab the top of the frame and just hang there—letting my cock marinate in his asscunt. “Fuck, Sir. I swear I could feel it…” I let go and go to my knees. I lick up the escaping cum. I keep it in my mouth. I stand up, lean across his chest and snowball our mixed juices into his hungry mouth… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Filling Up Rock (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 10, 203 -
Going to The Den on the 13th dec from 5pm till 9pm. Looking for guys to fuck me raw and breed me. All loads accepted, dont care about age or looks. Love dirty talk. Into WS as well.
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IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Chicago—May, 2022 The next day was the piss party. It had been awhile since I had attended one. Not just the lockdown had kept me away. My frequent trips to Toronto to play at Fukd had often been on the same weekend as the piss gathering. I was excited to return. I could do with getting wet again. It’s an afternoon start time and there was a ton of traffic on the drive north to the bar where it is held. I had been chugging my water and tea. I just needed to time it so I was ready to piss when I got there—but not when I was stuck behind a slow moving vehicle on Clark Street… I am in the door and haven’t pissed myself. In the main bar I’m asked for my driver’s license and vaccination card. Did it say that on the confirmation letter? I have them, but they are locked out in my car. I remember just in time there is a picture of both on my phone. I proceed to the back bar and go in. The party started 20 minutes ago. It’s longer than usual since it is IML—I am pretty sure I can’t do six hours of piss play. I strip down and hand my bag to the Coat Check Otter. We embrace—but I know he will be too busy to play. I make my way into the crowd. I need to find someone who wants piss. There are two men in the inflatable pool. I pull my cock out of my filthy Fukd jock. The guy’s mouths open like it is feeding time in the nest. I send a strong stream to one and then the other. I finish with splashing hot piss on both their cocks. I love that they kiss each other and share my piss between them. I see my friends who live in both Chicago and Palm Springs. I go to chat with them. In moments, the more bottom pig is on his knees, sucking my cock. I am fresh out of piss. Well, at first. Finally I can feed him. Not much, but I give him a couple of short blasts. He stands up. “Would you fuck me?” He leans on a bench that is near us. I go to my knees and eat out his hole. I stand and send a couple of piss blasts onto it. I go back to my knees and lick it up—forcing some inside him. I stand and I enter him. Slowly. His partner watches as the length of my dick slowly disappears. As I start the fuck stroke, the partner begins to piss on my dick. I love the sloppy sound of my fuck—as I pump some of the liquid into the ass I’m reaming out. Finally, I stop. I kneel and clean up his crack. The partner now gives me everything he’s got in his bladder. I drink as much as I can. When his stream runs dry, I stand. We have a three-way kiss as I yellow-ball some of what I’ve kept in my mouth to both of them… * I fuck ass. Lots of it. Good wet ass. Sometimes with others pissing on it. More often not. A Cub I recognize from here introduces me to his new partner. I love that they are both here. And the new partner seems to really like watching me fuck his man. We like it, too. So much I do him a couple of more times during the party. I love the feel of his ass. And the skills he uses to squeeze me occasionally. The new partner watches, a little wide eyed at how much cock is going into his guy, as I plow… * “Hey, you’re FelchingPisser right?” I nod. The guy is tall. Taller than me. And younger by a good ten to fifteen years. “We’ve been talking on AssPig. Fuck me?” I bend him over, piss on his crack and eat his ass. It’s a muscle butt—hard as granite. With just enough hair in the crack to excite me even more. I stand up and slide in. He takes me, hungrily. “Fuck me, man. Piss fuck me if you want.” I tell him I’m pretty well drained right now—and I want to piss fuck when I have more than a couple of spurts. He agrees and begins to groan—reveling in the long dicking I am giving him. The moment I pull out, he spins around to clean my cock. I promise I will be back when I have a full bladder… * I sit on the bench built against the side wall. A man comes over and asks to suck me. I nod. He has the largest nipples I have ever seen. Huge. He kneels and swallows half of me down. My hands find his nipples. I twist them. It’s his cue to deep throat me. And he does. It is so fucking tight in his throat. I let go of his nipples and he comes up for air. We do it again—halfway down, twist and deep throat. It’s wild. It almost hurts his throat is so constricted around my cock—but I like it. We keep it up for a long time…halfway, twist, deep throat dick clamp… * I wander. I piss a little on the balls of a guy getting a blow job. I eat a wet and fucked ass or two. I find a furry Otter and a hot guy in Andrew Christian backless underwear fucking. Both are half my age. The Otter is bent over and letting the AC clad young man fuck him. I watch for a moment. “Want his ass?” asks AC. “Sure.” He pulls out. I surprise him by cleaning his cock. I spit the slime on the Otter’s furry butt crack. Then I fuck it into him. The Otter squeals—and is covered in piss by AC. When I pull out, AC fucks him again. I stand behind AC and hose down his ass crack. There is not a hair on him—the contrast between the two men is fabulous. The moment I have no more piss, I begin tonguing his ass on his back stroke. Soon, he just buries himself in the Otter and so I can truly eat his ass. I lick up every drop. AC pulls out of the Otter. “Fuck me.” I waste no time filling his ass with my wet cock. He’s tight and very appreciative. The Otter turns and strokes to our fucking. He manages a little piss that lands on AC’s bent over back. I slap the wet ass and fuck him harder and harder… * I have been tanking up. I find the Tall Guy from AssPig in the back corner. “Ready for that piss fuck?” He is. He bends, holding onto the damp cinder block wall. I rim. I fuck. I stand still and piss. With my cock balls deep in his muscle butt. I have to think hard to get the plumbing to go from fucking to piss. But it works. With barely losing any hardness I piss into his ass. A never ending stream. Tall Guy moans. He can feel it. Every drop. “So heavy, man. It feels great.” Now, as the stream runs dry, I begin to fuck into this ass full of my piss. Soon it is sloshing inside of him. Some comes out on my backstroke. A piggy bystander kneels and gets some of the backstroke splash on his face. When I pull out, there is a mini waterfall that I quickly kneel and swallow. I come up and kiss the Tall Guy, some piss from his ass going from my mouth to his… * I have been here close to four hours. It’s time to breed and leave. I look for the Tall Guy, but can’t find him. Instead I see the cute young guy in the Andrew Christian underwear. “Want a load?” “Fuck, yes, Daddy.” He bends over—ass on display. I eat him out again. He’s been busy since I opened his hole. I stand, and enter him. He is hard and stroking with each thrust I make. “I want your cum…” he whispers. “Make me yours…” That does it. I teeter on the brink for a moment—and then let him have blast after blast. I marinate in his ass for a long time. Standing absolutely still. Getting my breathing back to normal. When I pull out, he turns and cleans my dick of the cum clinging to it. He looks up at me, his eyes begging. I can just manage a few spurts of piss to wash my cum down his throat… The wet original is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 27. 2022 -
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Palm Springs: "You Gonna Knock Me Up?"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Palm Springs—September, 2021 Friday was another hot day, though not as blisteringly hot as my first week. I did some shopping and sightseeing around the city after a lazy morning out in the shade by the pool. I knew what I was doing tonight—I was fucking and fisting Jayce. Jayce had been to the Saturday night party. He had taken my dick in one of the slings. He was in whore mode that night, just like me. I waited my turn to get into him—watching two guys alternate on his ass. I slipped in after them. Jayce was good. I fucked some, then pissed his crack, licked him clean and fucked him harder. As I played with others, I saw any number of guys fuck him. He left early, but he must have liked what I did, for he left his contact info with my host. Jayce lived in walking distance—now that the sun had set. I took my eggheaded dildo and speculum and set off so I could get there on time… He answers the door, all but naked, in the briefest of swimming trunks. I walk into a courtyard. We go through a gate and go around the side of the house to the patio and pool. There is a sling, under a large umbrella that has little LED lights along the inside ribs to give us light. There is a table filled with lube. Another with a few dildos. Jayce is a great looking guy. He could be anywhere from 40 to 55. He has that Peter Pan look of so many well off gay men. He is around 5’7”, trim and gym built. His chest is covered in tight dark blonde curls. His hair is cut short. He is a sun worshipper and he is a lovely golden brown all over. He climbs into the sling, getting himself into the stirrups before I can help him. He grabs the bottle of J-lube, off the table to his side. “I mix it myself—but I use piss instead of water.” He wants me to squeeze some directly into him. A tray below the sling catches any overflow. I spend a few minutes working it deeper with my fingers. When he nods, I stand up and enter him. It’s a wonderfully slick hole now. I bang away at his prostate—making his eyes roll back into his head. My cock is feeling wonderful with all the wetness. I grab my eggehaeded dildo and slather it with J–lube. It takes a moment of concentration from Jayce—and then it slips right into place. He sighs. His eyes grow bigger as he sees me move to add my dick along the thin shaft of the toy. But he takes me. Easily. Eliciting another sigh and a “Well, fuck…” I fuck him this way for a bit, then pull out—just so I can have the pleasure of re-entering him again. I concentrate on how the underside of my cockhead slides along the ribs of the shaft. When I start to fuck again, it makes me moan in the back of my throat. Jayce loves the stretch and tells me so. This makes me fuck him harder. I pull out the toy and sink into him again. I fuck a few strokes before going to my knees and eating his puffy ass lips. “You are so good at that. I love your tongue.” This makes me eat him even longer as I lube my hands out of his sight line. I work the fingers of my left into him. I’m up to all four before I know it. I add the thumb. A gentle twist and I am in. “What size did you say your hands were?” he pants. “Medium.” I slowly rotate my fist in the other direction. “I can usually only take small handed guys.” I pull out, leaving the four fingers in him. I add the four from my right and do a lateral stretch. He sighs, and leans back blissfully, closing his eyes. Soon enough I have my right in him. Then I start alternating the hands. Slowly. Smoothly. Methodically. I stand up, leaving my hand in his butt. My hard cock slides down my left wrist and into his ass. My finger curl—and I slide between my thumb and index finger. Jayce’s eyes open. He looks up into the mirror. He groans. His free hand squeezes the pouch of his jock. But it is a tight fit. So I don’t linger. I pull out, apply more lube to my hand and wrist and begin an exploration for depth. Again, my left hand is swallowed up easily. Then, with my middle finger out and my hand cupped, I inch forward. I find the opening to the second hole. I slide forward a little more. His ass is welcoming every move I make. Jayce’s eyes are on the mirror. After my wrist disappears inside him he closes them. I work ever slower up into him. When I finally look down at my arm—I realize I have over five inches of it up him. That’s halfway to my elbow. Jayce opens his eyes. His ass tightens down on me with the visual of how deep I am in him. “I think…that’s it…” he breathes. I slowly slide it out. It’s only been an hour. Are we really done? Jayce must be able to read my face. “I only mean hand. You can fuck me as long as you want.” I grin. “I want your load,” he finishes. “Good and deep.” I wipe a little excess lube off the surrounding area of his hungry hole. My cock slips in the moment I drop the towel. I spend a good fifteen minutes going back and forth between fucking him hard and rimming him deep. I love the piss lube he has created—so much tastier than regular J-lube. Jayson groans. “You gonna knock me up?” His hand is all over the pouch of his jock. “I want your cum, man.” His ass is beginning to do a constant squeeze. Like on every stroke. It won’t be long now. I build it up, take one more taste of his hole, slide in and…“Fuck!” My voice is loud, filling the night air. I shudder and give him every drop I have. I don’t move. I look him in the eyes—and begin filling him with a massive piss load… The Original: From My Side of the Sling: Palm Springs: "You Gonna Knock Me Up?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 6, 2021- 6 comments
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Palm Springs—September, 2021 My days were dwindling in Palm Springs and I had yet to play with Brice, though his partner Rod had attended the bigger piss party. On Saturday night, that changed. Rod picked me up and drove me the few miles to their home. It was great to see Brice, who looked much the same, though his beard was longer than ever. I reacquainted myself with the dog I used to know and met a skittish pup they had just rescued. The cat, named after me---as he had always followed the boys into the bathroom whenever they wanted to piss—greeted me affectionately and hopped up in my lap as we all sat around and tried to catch up on the four or five years since we’d last seen each other. I toured the house…and ended up outside by the pool—in a very private backyard. We were suddenly in a tight clump--and kissing, grinding our bodies against each other. Slowly, I was led back into the bedroom where they had set up the sling… I shuck my clothes. Rod goes off and leaves me with Brice—so I can have a moment of alone time with him like he had at the party. Brice crawls in the sling—and I kneel to start licking his very hairy ass. He groans. “I’ve missed your tongue…” I’ve missed his ass—but I only grunt an acknowledgement and burrow in deeper. He is getting wet fast. I can’t wait to sink my cock in him—so I don’t. I stand up. I smear my pre-cum on his hole by rubbing my cock head over his pucker. I push…and I’m in. I slowly push until I am buried to the hilt. “Oh, yeah…” Brice murmurs. I hold for a moment, leaning over and kissing him as my cock stretches him out. I straighten and start to fuck all in one movement. A nice slow, let’s-adjust-to-each-other tempo. Brice’s hands go back and forth from tweaking his own nipples to squeezing the mound in his jock. My strokes are building. The wet slapping of our bodies fills the tiny room and draws Rod back to us. He watches me for a moment. Then goes to his knees and watches me fuck his partner at eye level. He sighs as he sees my thick cock ravage Brice’s hole. When Rod stands up he is hard—really hard. His long, thick dick is a delicious mix of red and purple in the engorged head. I’ve rarely seen him so turned on. He feeds his dick to Brice, who cranes out of the sling to get his mouth on it. I fuck until I have to get some water. Rod takes over. He gives his partner a blistering fuck. It’s my turn to go to my knees and watch. I so want to lick the side of Rod’s shaft. He knows what I like. What I want. He pulls out and fucks three or four strokes into my mouth—and goes right back into his partner. I don’t move—so Rod does it again. This time I stand up and beat my cock on Brice’s chest. “Take over.” Rod pulls out. I bend to lick his cock head, covered in Brice’s ass jizz. I spit it on my cock and fuck it back into Brice. Rod grabs my head and kisses me, wanting to taste his partner on my tongue. My tongue finds his mouth as I fuck… * Brice needs a break. Rod gets in the sling. I eat his hole hungrily. He is open and ready. I stand and fuck. Brice comes back in the room with his water. He watches me work Rod’s ass over. I suggest Brice get back in the sling. Rod goes up him and I kneel and eat Rod’s freshly fucked hole on each backstroke. Soon, I stand and slip inside Rod. I stand still and let Rod buck into his partner and fuck himself on me with each pull out. We hold this position for a long time as it gives each of us just what we want… * The bedroom is airless now. And hot. We go out and sit by the pool and look at the amazing amount of stars in the sky. But soon we are sucking dick. And fucking. Brice is doggy on a chaise lounge. I am fucking him and Rod is stroking. I marvel at how different the change of position feels. I pull out to give Rod a turn. Just as I am ready to go sandwich Rod, he lets out a whoop. I think he’s cumming. But he’s not. He is pissing in his partner’s hole. He pulls out the moment he is done and all but pushes my face into Brice’s wet butt. I lick his ass clean of piss and burrow into his hole. I don’t wait for him to push some out, I rear up and fuck him. Then I slow---and I take a long piss up his ass, too. A first. This makes me want to fuck again. I pound into him. Hard. Piss is splashing out of Brice on each backstroke. Rod stands, straddling Brice’s back, and feeds me his cock. It’s too much. I shoot deep inside Brice. My cum mixing with the piss that is still inside him. Rod jumps down with “I’m going to shoot.” I try to pull out, but it’s too late. Rod covers Brice’s ass, the half of my cock that is exposed and my overgrown pubes. I wait until he’s done…and then fuck the seed deep into Brice’s hungry ass… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Palm Springs: Cum and Piss--with Rod & Brice (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 10, 2021
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Palm Springs: Filling Johnny's Ass
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Palm Springs—September, 2021 Monday dawned hot and bright. As I read my book in the shade on the porch, I looked at where I could play with Johnny. Jay had told me it was fine to move a sling to my bedroom, but Johnny wanted piss—and I had not seen any kind of tarp to go under the sling. I looked out at the arbor where the wading pool had been. It’s hard to see in the picture, with the umbrella in the way, but it has a slatted roof. I found some big towels and was able to cover most of it to make some shade. I also hung some other towels as curtains on the east side of the structure. Jay helped me move the sling. I stripped to my yellow jock and boots. I was ready. I sent a text to Johnny to tell him so. He replied he was just checking out and would be there in about six minutes… I let him in at the side gate so I don’t disturb my hosts—who both work from home. The moment the gate latches we are kissing in the shade of the tall palms of the fence line. He is taller than I remember, close to six foot. He is thin and barely dressed. His arms, nicely defined, pull me to him as our tongues surrender to each other. We break the kiss, and we walk around the swimming pool to the arbor. He pulls the tee shirt over his head and tosses it on a white chair out in the sunshine. He is a lithe guy, with a toned and hard bodied. His skin is a beautiful cinnamon color. His black hair is in an asymmetrical cut—and the stubble on his face is trimmed and shaped. He ditches the shorts to reveal a blue jock with a plumped up pouch. He slides the running shoes back on—and drags me to the shade I’ve created over the sling. Johnny goes to his knees. He takes my cock out of my jock. I am instantly hard. It slaps his cheek before he takes me down. To the root. He holds me there, my pubes in his nose. His throat is so damn tight. He holds, and holds, and suddenly releases me. I pant—and he does it again, holding every inch of me in his tight throat. This time on the release, the long strands of deep spittle connect us. I twirl them with my fingers. He sucks them clean. He goes down on me a third time. I hold the back on his head and actually fuck his face a little. He groans his approval—and never chokes. I pull him up. We kiss. Deep and long in the hot desert air. I break it, with: “Get in the sling—I want to eat that hairy ass.” I rim him, but not as long as I want to as he’s begging for my cock. “I want your cock in me,” he mutters. “Your raw cock, Papi.” I have left enough saliva in his hole to slide in with a just a little lube. He is tight. And a milker. From the first moment, he is squeezing my shaft on every stroke. I keep a slow, steady rhythm—our eyes locked together. I pull out. I splatter some piss on his already wet hole. I kneel and lick it up. Johnny moans. I stand up and go back to fucking him. Harder. Stronger. We don’t have all morning. He needs to get to LA. I pause and drink from my water bottle—and pass it to Johnny as I slide back into him. “Can you feed me, Papi?” I fuck him harder. Really pounding into him. I feel my bladder kick in. I pull out and send a huge stream of clear piss into his face. He opens his mouth and takes the rest. Well, before the strength weakens and it coats his chest. I lean forward and begin to lick it up. I spit some into his mouth. Most of my piss dries in the heat before I get my tongue to it. “Cum in me. Send me home with your babies.” I kneel and rim a little. I stroke myself hard as I do it. I am so close. I stand and fuck a little longer—as my eminent orgasm recedes. I do it again…and the moment I push between his puffy ass lips, I explode. Not a huge gush of seed, but a lot of sensation as his tight hole squeezes it all out of me. “Can you piss inside?” he whispers. “I think....” Before I finish the sentence I am emptying into him. I lean down and kiss him again as I fill his hot ass… When I come up for air, I ask if he wants to shower. He says he wants to take all my fluids home. Then he thinks a little more—LA traffic, his Mother…he opts to shower. I tuck my wet cock back into the pouch and show him to my bathroom. He is quick and soon on his way. The moment I step back into the house from closing the gate behind Johnny, Jay steps out of his office—totally naked. “You promised!” I go into his office and shut the door. I take my cock out—so he can taste Johnny on me. Such a pig…he erects instantly as he cleans me of Johnny’s ass juices and my cum and piss. My cock is spent. But I crawl under the rimseat—(funny how it lives in his office!) and eat out his hole as he jerks to the taste of Johnny’s beautiful ass…. The original is here with some great comments: From My Side of the Sling: Palm Springs: Filling Johnny's Ass (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 28, 2021 -
I’m a depraved bottom. I want to be used and treated like the sub human scum I am. But I find that most men just want to use me as a cumdump - a place to dump their load out, and then be done with me. And that of course is fine, as that is most certainly what I am good for. However, I find it difficult to find guys who want to use me as their toilet, their slave, their punching bag. And that makes me sad! I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong, but I am looking for others who feel like this, and those who have suggestions on how to find men willing to use me the way I should be. [the catalyst to this post was that just last week, I was hooded and ass up in a motel room. Two guys arrived almost back to back. While one guy was fucking me, the other made his way into the bathroom to piss. As he made his way, I said to him to piss on me, and he wouldn’t! I couldn’t understand how a guy who arrived to fuck my throat, then fuck my ass and load me was above pissing on me. After that, I couldn’t stop thinking about the toilet, and how badly I wanted my face in that toilet water - so much so that after these guys left, I kneeled in front of the toilet and started fucking myself with a plug while lapping up the piss water - but it wasn’t the same as coming from the tap]. So, any thoughts/ suggestions/ similar feeling pigs? -
"Just Use Me..."
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—May, 2021 “I need you to open up my hole.” Maybe it wasn’t Stuart’s first sentence. He might have said “Hi” before that. I am not sure which hook up site we were on, but likely AssPig. He had taken a hand before, but not for a very long time. The guy was in his 30’s and big, but not sloppy. A true bear. Hair everywhere. The picture he opened showed a hairy ass I knew I would love to get lost in. We arranged a date. Which he cancelled. But correctly. We set another time and he drove a very long way to end up on my fuck bench… I come into the playroom. I am so used to finding men kneeling there, ready to suck. But Stuart knows what he wants. He is on the fuck bench. I kneel behind the hairiest ass I’ve had in ages. My tongue hits his pucker. He is tight. I begin to tongue drill him. He flowers open easily. I use a finger to work the saliva in deeper. And some coconut oil. “Fuck me.” I go back to rimming and finger fucking his ass. Stuart begins to pant. I stand up. His head snaps up off the bench to look at me in the full length mirror in front of him. “I want that dick in me,” he grunts out. “You still want it raw?” “Fuck, yes….” I slather more coconut oil on my throbbing cock. It probes his hole. I slide in. Carefully. Letting him get used to my thickness. I bottom out. Hold. And begin a slow fuck. “Just use me,” he grunts out, opening his poppers. “Open my hole.” I wait until I hear the cap go back on before I begin a much more powerful fuck. I slam into him repeatedly. I pull out and bring my dripping dick to his mouth. He doesn’t hesitate. He swallows me down. “Taste your ass, man.” He grunts his approval—with my dick deeply lodged in his throat. I fuck him some more. I pull out the trusty egg-headed dildo. He takes the toy easily after my fucking. But it is harder to add me along with it. I get in, but it’s not a comfortable stretch. I go back to just my dick alone. “Let’s switch to the sling.” I get him in and comfortable. He loves watching my dick go into him from the mirror above. I end the fuck and work the speculum into him. I crank it open. Slowly. Playing with his prostate after each crank. I get it wide enough to add my dick in with it. “That’s so hot,” he moans. He watches my dick fuck into him—held open by the stainless steel walls of the medical device. I crank him closed. I finger him a little—getting 4 into him easily with lots of coconut oil and a little Crisco. I try the medium sized butt plug…well, medium on my shelf of toys, but it may large for some. It goes in. But it is definitely a stretch. I beat on the base—making him squirm and pant and huff some more poppers. I do some serious hand work. We do lots of stretches, but it is not going to happen today. I tell him so—and remind him its a process—as wipe excess Crisco off his hairy hole. He understands—but is disappointed. “So just use me any way you want…” I take him at his word, and piss all over ass. I kneel and lick it clean—loving how the drops of piss cling to the hair around his hole. I stand up and give him another spurt—this time getting some inside his ass. His cock has erected with each pissing. Now I do a third spurt on his balls and shaft. I clean those off with my tongue as well. I am super hard—so I fuck him. Fast and hard. Making the sling chains clank. Then I stand still and push the sling away—and pull it back onto me. It makes him feel how really deep I am in his guts. I keep impaling until we are both breathless. “I want to eat your ass. But over here.” I pull out the rimseat. Then help him out of the sling. I get out and get under. He sits. His hole is wide open above me. My tongue probes up into him. I get a steady drip of coconut oil. And now coconut oil mixed with piss. I hear him with the poppers…and his groans as his ass is reamed out with my tongue. Once I figure his rush is gone, I tell him to ride my cock. It’s not an easy position for him, but he does it gamely, impaling himself over and over again. When his legs tire, he sits back on the seat. I welcome a fresh stream of coconut oil, precum and ass jizz in my mouth. I know I want more. My mouth is sealed around his puffy ass lips. I reluctantly pull it away and tell him to get up and lean into the sling. He does. I get up and take a major swig of water from my bottle. It not only clears my palette, but makes me need to piss. Stuart is leaning chest into the sling as I told him. I fuck him for a moment in that position, but then stop, keeping my cock buried in him. A moment…and then he is literally flooded with my piss. He groans and then begins to whimper and go for his poppers. “Keep a clear head,” I tell him. He stops and just enjoys the sensation of his guts getting heavy with my piss load. I finally exhaust my bladder and pull out. I get under the seat. He hands me his popper bottle. I take a hit. He sits. He is clenching his ass incredibly tightly. He huffs…and lets go. There is no trickle. The moment my tongue hits his pucker, he relaxes and the piss waterfall is in full force. I swallow as fast as I can. I let go of my dick for fear of cumming. It’s a huge flow for maybe 15 seconds. Then a trickle…and then it’s just normal tongue fucking for a long while to get every drop. I get him up fairly fast. We go back to the sling. The urge to breed is on me. He asks for the blindfold—and looks hot, lying there, used and damp and hungry for my load. I do some nipple work on him…but I need to shoot and know it. I feed him poppers. I rim. I push in. I fuck. For longer as it feels so good. So wet inside. And I suddenly make it wetter. I gush out a big load into his hot ass. I felch a little…and lean across him, dribbling it into his mouth. He is surprised—but pleased. He goes home thoroughly used… The original, with some fun comments, here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/just-use-me.html -
Davis Gets Wet Inside and Out
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—April, 2021 Davis wanted to come back to the playroom. We had both loved our January session. We agreed on a time during the first week of April. Davis also mentioned that he wanted to be used a little rougher than before. That got me thinking. I readied the playroom by lowering the fuck bench so it was flat. I also dropped the sling so it hung by just the two D rings on the head side. I set out some other things on the bed… I hear Davis step out of the shower after his long drive. Finally the door opens. I hand him the robe reserved for guests—so he can get downstairs to the playroom without exposing himself in the many windows of my new duplex. Downstairs, I close the door behind him and take off my robe. I am wearing my boots and the Fukd jock—that is now very stained. My cock is bulging in the pouch. He takes off the robe and hands it to me. He has on some green striped underwear and nothing else. I tell him to sit on the flattened bench. I kneel in front of him and take one of the ankle restraints from the bed. I fasten it in place. And the other. I get up. “Kneel.” He does. “Hands behind your back.” He complies, head bent. I fasten the two wrist restraints onto him. I lock them together. I step around in front of him. My jock bulge rubbing on his face. “Get me hard and get my cock out of this…” Instantly he begins licking the stained fabric, moaning as he smells the pouch. His saliva brings the scents back to life—of me and the countless men I have fucked in this jock. He gets the pouch good and wet. He uses his teeth to pull the fabric away from my balls. His tongue bathes them, moaning in the back of his throat. “Get my cock out.” He tries the teeth trick again, but my growing erection is making it impossible with the small amount of fabric. I finally pull myself out. My cock slaps his face. He drops his jaw and takes me deep into his mouth. I begin a face fuck. Hard and deep. Bringing up the deep saliva I remember so well. This time I smear his face with the strands as each time he catches his breath. He is rock hard under that ugly underwear—I must be doing something right. I face fuck him some more. This time I coat my cock with his spittle. I help him up and undo his hands. I lead him to the sling frame. He stands, facing the mirror on the wall and the slinging hanging by just the two chains. I fasten his wrists to the middle X piecie of the top of the sling stand. “Spread your legs and arch your back.” He does—as he hangs from the bar above—his ass arches temptingly toward me. I reach forward and feel his ass cheeks through the fabric. My cock slaps the underwear and I begin pissing on both cheeks, making the fabric very wet. I kneel and rip a hole in the seat. His wet ass peers back at me. Pic I attack him with my tongue. Licking up my piss. Opening his hole. Fucking him with the tip. He groans and sputters. Soon, I stand—and fuck him in this helpless-slab-of-meat position. I love seeing my cock disappear into him through the hole I’ve ripped. I pull out and give him one last splat of piss on his hole. I unhook him from the frame. I move him to the flattened fuck bench. He rolls onto his back. I grab the hog time from the bed and snap his wrists to two of the clips. His legs come up—and his ankles are clipped, too, making his ass wide open for me. I fuck him—pressing down on the hog tie so his ass rolls forward and is slightly higher. My cock plows his hole relentlessly. It’s a great position—but not one we can hold for long. I let him have a breather. I make him drink some water as I set the sling back up to its regular position. He gets in. I blindfold him. I move back to his ass. I rip the hole in his underwear wider. I fuck him. I cut the sopping remains of the briefs off him. I piss on his hole. I rim. I fuck. “Stay. I will be right back.” And I am. With three frozen loads in a condom. “You want my frozen cum up your ass, boy?” “Yes, Sir!” I cut the knot off the condom. There is just enough mass in the frozen cum to fuck him with it for a moment. Then I push it deep. I fuck him with my loads melting over my cock deep in his hole. Then I piss on his hole. Letting a short spurt go in his ass. I kneel and taste it all. “Sir, I have to piss.” “Do it.” He becomes a fountain. Piss covers his belly. I reach up and hold his cock straight up. It streams over his balls and down his crack. I wait until he’s done—and lick that up. I fuck him. Harder now. Intense. I pull out and take a long drink of water from my tea cup. It makes me need to piss. I get him up out of the sling. I turn him around and tell him to bend over, chest to leather. He does. I enter him roughly. And begin to piss. Filling him. “So much,” he moans into the sling. I pull out and get under the rimseat. He knows what to do. He sits. My tongue prods his pucker. I get a trickle of piss. Fuck, I remember there are three loads of melted cum in him too. I probe deeper—and he opens, spewing the piss mixed with my melted jizz down my throat. My cock is rock hard. When he runs dry, it’s back into the sling. I fuck and rim. I do a popper hit and shoot my load deep into his well used hole… The original post is here with a couple of pictures: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/davis-gets-wet-inside-and-out.html -
In the past while, I have begun to explore water sports with some of my fuckbuddies who were interested in it. I have, by and large, enjoyed it; it is an interesting thing, and at its best can be pretty thrilling. I am pretty knowledgeable after safer sex generally, including safer bareback sex. I do not, however, know that much about safer sex involving water sports. I think I am right that piss does not pass on STDs (I know that at least it does not pass on HIV), but is there anything else I should watch for? Some posts here have suggested that getting pissfucked by someone who parties us a good way to get their drugs. That makes sense to me, but is this the case?
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Well as you can tell by the tags I am a very active Sub pig 🐖 I luv taking big dick & it definitely shows ! I'm definitely on the masculine side and I like acting that way as well as getting fked like a guy... I can handle it I won't break ! LOL. Love pushing limits ,long hard play and watching tops getting off watching me go through it. Always enjoy doing vids as long as you let me know about it and I recieve a copy. And I am definitely also into hot long 1 on 1 play ! Please contact me if you're looking. And I am attracted to guys that are skinny to a few xtra lbs ..masc & hung
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BBRT profile = cumholes87 true piss and cum slut here i have (regretably) only been once before, fairly recently on 29th April .. i have been meaning to go for years and finally got around to it.. and needless to say i fucking LOVED it and intend to visit as much as possible (i live in Manchester) ... it is absolutely my new fave place by a million miles so 29th April.. i was one of the young ish guys wearing blue speedos trainers and sports vest and blue adidas jacket, decent looking.. anyway i got absolutely DRENCHED a few times over, a lot of guys saved there piss for me whilst i got into the swing of things and i am REALLY REALLY hoping that happens again!! (on knees begging) i sure made up for making guys hold their piss for me by rolling around the floor getting SOAKED by several guys.. my ULTIMATE fantasy i loved it that much i actually started to write a story of what happened but haven't quite finished it yet, i will aim to finish it this coming week and post it on here... i hope any guys that are on this forum and remember me can tell me what they thought and tell me about them pissing on me etc? would love to hear... anyway i am back down 2 weeks today... which means.. in exactly 2 weeks from now i will be leaving SOP (staying the whole day 1pm to 11pm) HOPEFULLY having got drenched all day, with a belly full of piss and an ass full of cum.. (not to mention a bag full of drenched clothes - i like to do a few outfit changes ) my 2 fave things in the world are: PISS and TAKING CUM LOADS including ANON loads... so i will not be refusing if someone is ready to shoot and wants to do it in my ass.. in fact please cum and find me before you shoot... i would also like to be written on ("cum/piss pig" or something) in marker maybe, and marked each time someone shoots in me.. anyone fancy helping out with this? looking forward to hearing from you guys
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Hey My birthday is coming up in 6/7 weeks and I'm looking to pre-arrange a group to breed me. I'll be turning 30, and so I guess it makes sense for me to aim for 30 loads (minimum) for my 30th birthday. Piss fucking welcome too Looking first of all for someone to accomodate in central London - I can't have too many people back at my flat because I share with others, so if you can accommodate for a group of guys to come and fuck their loads in to me then please let me know. I'd love as many TOP guys as possible to unload in my ass, and if they can piss fuck too then great. I absolutely do not care if you are old/young/fat/thin/white/black/green/whatever. Ideally your cock needs to be at least 5/6 inches, and please do not ask to come if you are more bottom. I am not looking to be vers, or have other bottoms collecting cum loads - I want to be the only one. So please only come along if you are willing to be top only. Not looking for a huge drug party either, I find it gets in the way of the fun, erections ruined etc etc... I have loads of pics of me on the following sites; My Tumblr Blog - http://pozpisscublondon84.tumblr.com/ Gaydar - WWW.GAYDAR.CO.UK/BAREBACK84 Nasty Kink Pigs - www.nastykinkpigs.com/rawpisslondon84 BBRT - my.barebackrt.com/rawpisslondon84 This is a very genuine request, I know I'm arranging things far in advance (looking to play around 8th April or the weekend before) but I want to gather as much interest as possible over the coming weeks so more loads are likely. Feel free to send me a message on here or on any of my other profiles listed above if you are up for it, and if you are also able to accommodate. I would ask that if you can come along, it would be great if you could keep any cum you release in the days / week before so that you can bring it with you and shove it in my ass before fucking a fresh load in. Any questions please let me know ! Thanks J
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