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FROZEN CUM LOADS Is anyone else into taking frozen cum? I love anon breeding meets, taking a load from a complete stranger and recently discovered the sheer sleaze and excitement of taking a guys frozen cum. I now have several guys harvesting and saving their loads up ready for either a sloppy fuck session or a horny pour. Is it just me or anyone else really get off on this?
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How many things have you ticked off the list? Just something for a bit of fun... add up the scores... (1) Given/Received Blow Job (1) Fucked A Hole (1) Been Fucked (1) Kissed A Guy (1) Given a Handjob (1) Watched Porn (1) J/O With Others Watching (1) Watched a Guy J/O (1) Tasted Your Own Cum (1) Own a Jockstrap (2) Autofellatio/Self Suck (2) Used Craigslist to Hook Up with Stranger (2) J/O in a Public Place (Semi-Private E.G Bathroom Stall etc) (2) J/O in a Public Place (E.G in a Park/Field/Airport/Office etc) (2) Rimmed a Hole (2) Licked Armpits (2) Pissed on a Guy (2) Been Pissed On (2) Swallowed Small Amount of Piss/Urine (2) Tasted/Spit Out Piss (2) Had a Piss Enema (2) Been a Bondage Top (2) Had An Outdoor Fuck (2) Fucked Inside Car/Truck (2) Swallowed Spit (2) Used a Gloryhole (2) Been Gagged (2) Used a Dildo/Vibrator (2) Wrestled (2) Used a Penis Pump (2) Roleplayed (2) Had Sex with a Bi Guy (2) Had a Threesome (2) Used Hoods/Masks (2) Voyeur/Spied on Guys Having Sex (2) Been Face Fucked (2) Been Hot Wax Tortured (2) Been Shaved (2) Swallowed a Guys Cum (2) Smoked During Sex (2) Had Sex at the Gym (2) Swallowed Your Own Cum (2) Licked or Had Your Feet Licked (2) Used Another Guys Cum as Lube (2) Had Interracial Sex (2) Sploshed (2) Gone Commando at Work (3) Fucked Whilst Wearing Fetish Gear (3) Been Caught Having Sex (3) Had Sex with a Married Guy (3) Had an Orgy/Group Session (3) Pissed into a Beer Bottle & Given to Another Guy to Drink in a Bar/Club (3) Had an Anonymous Fuck (3) Been Fucked with Head in the Toilet (3) Fucked in a Public Restroom (3) Fucked in a Library (3) Dirty Talked (3) Hooked Up with a Trucker/Cowboy (3) Been Bound/Restrained (3) Spanked/Been Spanked (3) Been to a Bathhouse (3) Been to a Sex/Cruising Club (3) Been Fucked in a Sling (3) Fucked a Bottom so Hard He Can Hardly Walk/Cried (3) Been Fucked by 11"+ Cock (3) Used a 10"+ Dildo (3) Worn a Leather Harness (3) Used/Own Leather/PVC Clothing (3) Cum Kissed (3) Been in/Part of a Circle Jerk/Bukkake (3) Fucked a Neighbour (3) Fisted a Hole (3) Purposely Contracted an STD (Ghonno/Syphilis etc) (3) Been E-Stim/Electro Tortured (3) Watched Animal Porn (3) Had Really Aggressive/Rough Sex (3) Had Sex with Someone 20 Years Older/Younger (3) Had Sex with Someone 40+ Years Older/Younger (3) Forced a Guy To Do Something (5) Eaten Cum From a Used Condom (5) Lost Your Virginity Under 18 Years of Age (5) Made an Amateur Sex Tape (5) Felched a Hole (5) Been Fisted (5) Slammed Tina (5) Tongue Cleaned A Hole (5) Fucked a Married Guy (5) Fucked a Married Guy in a Family Bed (5) Sucked/Been Sucked on Train/Boat/Bus (5) Used a Fuck Machine (5) Been a Slave/Owned (5) Had Chem Sex (5) Fucked a Bottom into Submission (5) Used an Escort (5) Been an Escort (5) Own a Sling (5) Traveled a Long Distance to Fuck (5) Actively Chased HIV & converted (5) Been Gangbanged (5) Been/Fucked a Pornstar (5) Fucked a couple (5) Been Double Penetrated (5) Had Over 100+ Sexual partners (5) Used Sex to Get Something (Upgrade/Product/Job/Clothing/'Get out of Jail' type situation etc) (5) Been Exposed/Humilated By An Alpha Male (Been Photographed/Videoed/In Public) (5) Used a Sub For Your Pleasure (5) Have/Had a House Boy (5) Used a Chastity Cage (5) Own a Fuck Machine (5) Raped a Hole (5) Used a Cruel Condom (5) Been Fucked By a Cruel Condom (5) Fed a Guy Your Shit (5) Are An Alpha Dom Male (5) Take Any & All Loads - No Questions Asked (5) Fuck Any Hole (5) Had Sex at Inappropriate Time/Event/Location (E.G Funeral/Wake/HIV Clinic/Memorial etc) (5) Had Sex with a Friend's BF / Partner (5) Had Sex with Someone Who's Cheated on Their Boyfriend (10) Have a 10+ Cock (10) Fucked Twins (10) Had Sex with a Father & Son (Not related to you) (10) Fucked a Family Member (10) Have own Playroom/Dungeon (10) Made Hidden Camera Sex Tape (10) Fucked/Been Fucked By K9/Dog (10) Had Sex with AIDs Guy (Advanced/Wasted Look) (10) Swallowed K9/Horse Cum (10) Eaten Shit (10) Licked A Public Urinal/Toilet (10) Fucked on a Plane (10) Swallowed Large Amount of Piss/Urine (10) Starred in a Porn Film (Mainstream) (10) Been/Fucked By a Celebrity (10) Hooked Up Whilst in Uniform or with a Uniformed Guy (Cop/Firefighter/Doctor/UPS Guy etc) (10) Hooked Up With Homeless Guy (10) Own Other Fetish Furniture (Cage/Stocks/St Andrew's Cross/Rim Seat etc) (10) Had Sex with a Convict / Prisoner
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I mid-thirties, a scruffy blond who likes swimming and running mixed in with occasional weights. This means I’m 5”11 and fit. I’ve clipped my chest hair and have pierced tits. I’ve a good sized cock, 8” with a bolt through the head and a piercing behind the glans; shaved balls but I’ve kept my tight hole covered by a good growth of blond arse hair. I’m more of a bottom boy and pretty slutty with the right guy or guys. Sometimes I do like to fuck. I’ve been in a relationship with my black partner for 20 years and we play together or solo. As you can imagine as a black guy he is hung like a horse and ripped. He also knows how to fuck me. A quick spit, a quick lick then deep and raw. Splitting my cunt open. He never takes no for an answer. Ever. He wants me, he takes me. I swim every day, twice a day. Morning and evening. The gym is a short walk from our house; and shorter if I walk through the local housing estate. It’s not rough but I’m still careful. Swimming first thing or last thing means I have the pool to myself. I do a minimum of 75 lengths each session and wear classic speedos to avoid drag. That’s what I tell people but to be honest I love wearing speedos. Usually, I’m the only person there at night but recently I’ve been joined by a guy. And I admit he’s hot, in that straight kind of way. I don’t have a type but usually I got for beefy hairy daddies who can teach me a thing or two as “Daddy” or fit muscle guys who can throw me around and treat me like a whore. And they need to be hung and engine-powered fuck machines. I’m a size queen and proud of it. 8” minimum otherwise I’m not interested. Bigger is better. If I’m honest I like to gag on a cock til I retch and then be hard fucked, bred and pissed on. Me and my husband are both on prep and he likes nothing better than fucking my cummy hole. Not really into rimming. I just want cock deep in my cunt. Yeah, I love that word. And “breed”. And as I mentioned, I like piss. Always surprised me how many guys say they’re into it but when it comes down to it, hosing me down and making me drink it, they become prissy shits. Basically, I’m a preppy guy hiding a dirty fucker deep inside my cummy cunt. Lol. If I fuck, then I go for tight arsed twinks with smooth cunts. And hopefully who have never take a double pierced cock or taken it raw. Always raw. Corruption is fun. Makes my cock drip and my cunt clench. So this guy. Not my type at all but I’m intrigued. He’s about 5”9’, dark haired and tattooed. And I mean completely inked from head to toe. When I first spotted him I couldn’t tell exactly what they were but over the past few weeks I’ve seen him closer up - in the changing room or by the side of the pool. A massive two headed dragon is inked across his chest and the tail wraps around his waist to join up to a picture of the tree across his back. There are lots of smaller tattoos on the tree but I can’t make out what they are. His arms are covered in vine leaves or something and his legs in what seem to be lots of individual symbols. He also has pierced tits which I always think is unusual in a guy so young. I reckon he’s about 25. 27 tops. Body wise he is definitely a swimmer. He’s lean and muscular. But he’s definitely straight. He wears baggy swim shorts but I reckon from what swings around inside that his cock isn’t too bad. He always arrives after me, does about 50 lengths and is gone before I leave the pool. Once or twice I’ve seen him in the changing room. But he’s never been naked. Always dressed in at least his boxers. He nods or says “Hey” but that’s it. He’s not my type. Not a daddy, not a muscle stud and not a twink. That suits me fine. Or I should say ‘suited’ me fine until the other night. It was a Tuesday. I arrived slightly later than expected because I had worked late to clear my desk. The guy at the counter nodded me through and as ever there were one or two guys working out. It’s an old gym. Used to be a gentleman’s club or something so there are two changing rooms - one for the gym; and a smaller one next to the swimming pool which is in the basement. I always use the smaller room, it’s closer to the pool and it’s quieter. Also, if I’m honest the smell of sweat gives me an instant hard on. Not really always appropriate in a gym. So I headed downstairs and pushed the door open. There are two rows of lockers and they look straight into the shower cubicles. I stopped dead in my tracks. There, under a spray of water was the guy. First let me say that he was much fitter than I thought. His muscles ripples under his inked skin as the water cascaded down his body. He eyes were closed and his mouth open. And instantly the reason why was really clear. Both his hands were wrapped around a monster of a cock. It was at least 10” and thicker than my arm. And sporting a massive ring through the head of his cock. I was transfixed as I watched him jack his massive piece of meat. I watched as he beat his dong and then as he turned and sprayed a fountain of cum against the wall. Slapping his cock to empty that thick tube of every drop. I suddenly realised I had to beat a retreat and before he noticed me I was out of the door and heading out. Needless to say my cock was rigid. And my moth dry. Swimming was out of the question.
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By a little after 1am, I was pretty sure I had taken all the loads I was going to get. This is that… big-city-small-town-feel that people remark on about San Francisco. The party really does end quite early. At 11 people start to really show up. There’s a whirlwind of activity for the next hour or so, and then next thing you know, your moans are the only things echoing in the room. There’s no longer a line of random cock looking to push into you. The only guys left are the ones laid back in a seemingly permanent rest break, or the ones determined to sample everything before leaving, like trying to get your money’s worth at a buffet. I was one of the latter. It was a Cumunion night, and on Black Friday, so I was trying to make sure I got all the out-of-towner dick. Catalyst had all but demolished their “dark room” to open up a new play space in the back. And I was on my umpteenth round to check it out. Hoping that somehow in the past 5 minutes, someone had started doing something. To my surprise, that’s exactly what happened. Walking down the hallway I saw a bottom bent over the fuck bench being vigorously fucked by Stranger (you’ll see why he’s called that later). And another pair fucking right next to them. The foursome clearly vibing to each others’ deviousness. Gays… we really do come out of the woodwork don’t we? I approached and walked to one side of Stranger, admiring the view. Not overly built, but definitely not lean, just tight—you know? You could see it in the way his pectorals contracted, seemingly causing his chest to almost concave, with the ardor of his fucking. He looked young, though with the hat and bandana obscuring most of his face, I couldn’t have been sure. Damn COVID. He gave me a nod and ‘hey’. A good sign. I stroked his chest, feeling the taut muscles for myself. Definitely hard all over. He soon pulled out of the moaning bottom and before anyone else could get to it, I bent over and stuck his dick in my mouth. Luckily the bottom in this case was quickly penetrated by the top from the pair next to us, and wouldn’t have minded that I took over the ass-to-mouth. “Yeah, taste it,” Stranger said. Another point. Verbal is always good. Whatever was coating his dick was sweet and making me want it. “Fuck me?” I asked him. He turned me over onto the small remaining part of the fuck bench not occupied by the other bottom, who was now moaning in earnest again. I didn’t think I would need the poppers, but I was quite wrong. His dick was rock hard, completely inflexible, forcing my body to accommodate around it. And he didn’t fuck. He rutted. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and I felt the entirety of his chest on my back. This was the kind of fuck where the top is literally trying to meld the two of you together. I love this kind of fuck, but combined with the hardness of his dick, doggy wasn’t the best position for me. I’ll never know why I didn’t just motion him over to the empty sling, but I didn’t, and instead, after too short a time I dipped to take another look around the space. Heading back into the main playroom yet again, I bumped into him by the water cooler, bandana and inner mask off, hydrating. I could confirm he was young. And cute. He looked like a Broadway actor, whose name eludes me even now, about to audition for some innocent-student type of role. “Gotta hydrate,” he said, nodding at me again. I concurred and drank a few cups with him. We made some small talk. And look, I get that during COVID times, trying to make a move like this on someone who specifically came into the club with a mask and bandana might have been a little improper. Sorry. I reason to myself that I leaned in relatively slowly, giving him ample time to back away or to cover back up. But he didn’t, and we kissed. I tasted chems. Ah, so not that innocent. Good. Before long we found ourselves back in the play area where we first met. Now, even later in the night (earlier in the morning?), there was just one other man besides the two of us, diligently sucking his cock as he perched on the edge of the sling. “I don’t get why you’re just sucking one cock,” Stranger murmured softly (I don’t think the man blowing him heard). “We need to spread it more,” he said again, in a voice just as demure. My ears perked. “There aren’t that many more people here,” I said sadly. “Won’t there be like a rush of people? When the bars close at 2?” he asked. There usually surprisingly isn’t. But I realized that’s why he was still there. He wasn’t going to be satisfied until he had his dick coated by the juices of every asshole there. And fuck, I’ll tell you. When I put that together, it was like discovering porn online for the first time. You find one website, and it’s good, sure, but more importantly, you realize immediately the potential that is there. That you’re at the tip of the proverbial iceberg and it’s a steep slide down. This guy, who I swear is still in his 20s, was a motherfucking sleazeball. And that’s a ball sport I do know how to play. “You want to fuck me on my back? I’ll be able to take it easier,” I told him earnestly. “Yeah, I’ll probably hit your prostate better, too,” he agreed. Moments later we were upstairs. Again, the space was largely vacant, another couple lounged at a bed across from us, but that was it. I hit the poppers. He slid into me. I was right about the angles working out better, he railed into me but this time it was spot on. “You like that cummy hole?” I grunted to him. “Fuck yeah, how many loads did you get?” “At least 4.” We made out. At this point his mask and bandana were completely tugged down. I was a bad influence, but still just warming up. “Took a lot more dick though, was in the dark area just taking it, trying to get every guy here in my hole,” I told him disjointedly through the pounding. “Hot yeah, how long have you been here?” “Since 10:30, that’s a lot of guys, at least 20,” I said with a devilish grin. “Oh fuck yessss,” he hissed. “Yeah you love that, all those random cocks in those random holes before mine, and now they’re all on your dick,” I told him. He vehemently agreed, “the more stranger danger the better.” There are a few sentences from fuck buds that will forever be recorded in my mind, and that is one of them. What a perfect encapsulation of how innocent he looked and sleazy he was! “Yeah we gotta dip into every hole and take every dick,” I moaned at him. “Fuck!” he hissed, leaning all the way over and making out furiously with me. I pulled his ass cheeks in and whispered in his ear, “just marinade in it. Just keep your cock in those juices.” He groaned and ground into me, trying to heed my words and push whatever was inside of me into his dick hole. By the time we were ready for a break ourselves, a few new guys had filtered in. Perhaps coming from the bars? Hotties all of them. They came as a group and started playing standing at the foot of the bed. “I really want to eat that hole,” Stranger commented, stroking his dick lazily. One of the newcomers was being blown had his ass facing us. “Fuck yeah, do it and then share the juices with me,” I told him. Stranger rimmed him for awhile, he must’ve been pretty good, because the other was soon arching and reaching behind him, trying to pull in Stranger’s face even deeper. The blowjob guy moved on and the guy immediately turned around, now feeding Stranger his dick. Watching was getting me incredibly hot and horny. I sat myself up and moved to the edge of the bed. Stranger was doing a good job deep throating, evidenced by the man’s groans. I waited until he pulled off the dick completely. The entire shaft glistened and at the head there were two solid strands of throat slime. That was my cue. Immediately I leaned forward and wrapped my tongue around the head, then giving it a swift suck and taking it all the way in. Stranger cheered me on and moved around back, preparing to fuck the man that I was now deep throating, eager to get whatever was in Stranger’s throat deeper into mine. The coating he’d left on this dick was positively viscous. I loved that. I wanted to bottle it up and use it as lube. The pounding Stranger was giving the guy started to intensify and I wanted to see how the guy was taking it. I nibbled my way up his front and started making out with him. I wish there were enough people still around so someone could be fucking me as well. That is always a hot scene that I love, as a bottom or a top, having another buddy going through the same thing right in front of you for mutual encouragement. Watching them was so hot, I took out the poppers again, also offering it to the guy in front of me. He eagerly accepted. Fuck yes, love popper pigs! Stranger was kissing his back as he fucked, while I was making out with this man, the two of us on our popper highs, feeling up each others’ bodies. I love how time slows when you’re so high. I don’t know how long we spend in that pattern, but I didn’t forget my Stranger. I took a break from kissing the bottom and reached behind him, pulling Stranger’s face into mine and whispering to him, “fuck yeah give him all that juice from my ass.” Stranger gave me a lopsided smile and pounded even harder as the man’s moans grew in intensity. I alternated between making out with Stranger and whispering filth into his ear. If the bottom heard us, he was equally turned on, or simply ignored it. Give him that dirty dick… Spread it to him and his buddies… Share that DNA… “Now stick it in me!” I said, after a few more moments of watching them, falling back onto the bed. Stranger hurriedly pulled out of the bottom and then moved over, shoving it into me so quick I barely had a chance to take a hit from the little brown bottle! “Fuck yeah you sleazy pig, gimme his ass juices,” I moaned. “Never wipe,” Stranger agreed. “No, never, just go from one ass to another to another to another,” I said, pulling on my dick furiously as my vision began to blur. I love this moment in the high, accentuated as it always is by the dim red lights of the clubs. The moment when you lose perception and detail of the other person’s face, and it’s anyone, it’s everyone who’s fucking you. It’s what you want, after all. The anonymity. The filth. The perversion. Take it, take it, take it, that part of you chants as the black hole in the center of your vision expands. “I want it, man,” I cried out, “give me what you got.” “Yeah,” Stranger huffed, “gonna make sure you get it, gonna fill you up.” “Fuck yes,” I groaned, “add to the mess inside me, the slop that’s covering your dick, all those stranger’s loads and spit and ass slime.” “Fuck!” I saw, or more likely imagined in my popper high, Stranger’s eyes roll up as he furiously gave me those last thrusts. With the whites of his eyes I imagined he looked like a demon, pouring his essence into me, corrupting my soul even more. That sent me over the edge as well and I shot, hitting Stranger in the mouth and then my own, the strength of my orgasm fueled by our depravity. “Stay in me,” I whispered, “just let it marinade…” We both trailed off in our bliss. Stranger dripped sweat on me as I pressed his body to mine. I for sure wanted to get his number. He said he lived in the city, and I knew there was so much I hadn’t explore with him yet. I didn’t even offer him poppers. Our verbal never went into hardcore poz talk, chems, or even an exploration of what was fantasy vs. reality for either of us. Unfortunately, as fast as we gays come, we go. It seemed like I’d only blinked and Stranger was gone. I did a round of the place and couldn’t find him. By then there were literally less than a handful of guys still there, mostly lounging, and staff had already started making the rounds. I headed over to the locker room to get dressed. In the spirit of the holiday I felt grateful. A one-time fuck can be just as beautiful; it’s a snapshot that can’t be marred by miscommunications, inconsistencies, or expectations. Holding his cum in with the rest that night, I drifted to sleep thinking about stranger danger and sleazy sex.- 18 replies
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Life can be lonely at times, sex can be hard to come by, and cuddles/chat after sex are lovely. Anyone else feel the same way? Would really love to settle down with a sleazy, chavvy, masc, almost-no-limits top guy in his mid-20s to mid-30s (though age range can be flexible if we really click). Love tatts and a chain on a man 😈. Bb (obviously), hnh, and intimate/verbal play are my personal favourites. I'm a good-in-the-streets depraved-in-the-sheets early/mid-20s bottom: bit posh, tan, hairy, masc, and chunky (mostly muscle + a bit of fat I'm working on shifting). Bit of an oddball, but motivated with good prospects, and need someone who wants a partner-in-crime (figuratively) to bounce off of and build a good life with. Down for monogamy or open.
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I needed a drink. It had been another crappy week at work plus ever since my boyfriend and I had broken up a month ago I haven't had sex other than being intimate with my right hand, let alone go on a date. So I was really looking forward to meeting some new guys to have fun with. This Friday night was still a bright sunny spring day and had a good crowd of hot men milling outside the Soho gay bar chatting, smoking and generally checking out who is going in and out. Quickly entering and on the hunt, I made my way inside, started looking around for tonight I fancy someone different, someone edgy and dangerous, a guy or guys I want to ‘get down dirty with’ but it was a little overwhelming at first: the banging music and crowded bar made it already a hot and sweaty atmosphere as I squeezed my way through the throng and found a spot at the end of the bar then waited ages before the bartender eventually asked for my order, the wait did however enable me to see where people were and that I was stood next to the steps down to the toilets…! The heat in such a confined space made me gulp down my beer in double quick time then spent about 10 minutes of just looking around at men of all shapes and sizes, some were touching each other a lot and I could just see off in one dark corner two guys kissing one another and openly feeling each other up and then one of them pushed the other down into his crotch! Fuck I was horny and frustrated now making my ass twitch excitedly wanting to be filled rough and hard. I was about to order a second drink when I saw HIM, this huge man, fantastic thick but well-trimmed beard, white shirt straining to contain his rippling muscles and showing a hint of tattoos sprouting from his collar and cuffs. It looked like he was walking right towards me through the crowd of sweaty, drunken, horny guys so I flashed him my brightest smile and he responded with a nod. It was just like in a film, as if it was just him and me in the room, by the time he was standing next to me my lean 6'1" frame looked child-like against him. Not only did he appear to be 40ish but he wore his status with pride; the hair on the side of his head was shaved to show off his what looked to be a fresh Scorpion tattoo and as I looked him up and down I couldn’t help but notice he was definitely sporting a bulging packet in his tight trousers. I couldn’t help but lick my lips wishing they were around his cock this instant. Although I would never consider myself a “Chaser” I couldn’t contain myself. "Do you want to go somewhere for a little fun?" I asked. He didn’t speak, just nodded to the right indicating going downstairs to the Gents toilets. “I need a piss” I announce and headed down the stairs and once inside the stench of stale piss from the open trough made my nostrils flare, the dank wet floor already had cum splats showing fresh activity and the dirty sink just added to the sleaziness of this coupling. I stood waiting and right on cue in came Mr Big. There was no foreplay or kissing just a simple instruction, “On your knees boy and suck.” He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down onto the floor so his 9 inch or so looking cock was right in my face, I press my nose in the growing crotch then quickly unbuckle his belt, pull the zipper down to release about 9 or 10 inches of hard throbbing muscle. He glanced down, "Get to work boy, I want to try out my new toy." "Suck my cock fag?" he demanded with a sneer looking me straight in the eyes. . "Yes sir. Please let me suck it," I beg feeling the heat off his cock and inhaling the musky scent of this alpha male as his heavy bull balls hang low dangerously full of toxic cum ready to change my status in one rough fuck. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he set his dick on my tongue. It felt so soft against the inside of my mouth. I started to go to town sucking and licking his thick cock. I only took it about half way at first because it was so massive. I kept twisting my mouth all around his dick while I licked the head with my tongue. Once I had warmed up to it he grabbed the back of my head and began to force his dick further and further into my throat. "You're gonna take it all the way you little faggot," he said as he got increasingly more aggressive with every thrust as he pushed his dick further down my throat and each and every time I gagged. When he finally got it all the way down my throat he kept it there for a few seconds. I couldn't breathe and I tried to pull away but his grip was too tight. Finally, he let my head go. As he pulled out I coughed up a huge amount of saliva which ran out of my mouth and down my shirt. He did that again several more times, each time holding my head there longer and longer. At one point he had his cock jammed down my throat for what felt like an eternity without letting me breathe. I panicked thinking I was going to pass out. After the last time he pulled out there I was kneeling on the wet floor gasping for air snot, spit and saliva running down my face. "Get up bitch," he ordered, "Get in the cubicle, I don’t like an audience." And as I stand I begin to undo my belt, but obviously not fast enough for him as he rips at my trousers with fly buttons pinging in all directions. “Now get in there.” "Yes sir. I want you to teach me who's boss." "That's right faggot. You'll never forget me." He started rubbing my ass cheeks and slaps my head down into the cistern. I see stars and instantly feel a metallic taste in my mouth. "Don't move boy. You need to learn to take it and my dick is getting a little impatient to sample the goods, you ready to get fucked faggot?" he asked. "Yes sir, please fuck me raw," I was getting so turned on knowing I was finally going to be fucked. He pushed the head of his cock into my waiting hole and I could feel it stretching to allow it inside. "Oh shit," I yelled, "It hurts so fucking much." "Shut the fuck up and take it boy." I had never had something this big up my ass without spit or lube and being fully opened up first and yet I could feel my hole stretching to its limit to accommodate this intruder. "Stop please I can't take it," I begged, knowing how futile that request was going to be and that he would just push in further. Sure enough, he ignored my begging. He bucked his hips, pushed in another inch before pulling almost all the way out just leaving the head inside my pulsing hole but it was only empty for a second because he slammed his cock right back into my hole. This time the pain intensified as he slid his cock all the way up my hole and I could feel his balls slap against my ass. "Oh my god, you're so fucking big," I said trying to ignore the fire I felt in my hole. "You like having a hard cock shoved up your ass little slut?" he asked. "Yes sir, it feels so fucking good,” I lied, “I want you to destroy my hole." "Well since you insist," he replied and started to frantically fuck my hole. Over and over he forced his throbbing dick into my now not so tight hole and it was either his pre-cum or my ripped-up chute bleeding that lubricated the assault and the pain eased into pleasure. When he pulled all the way out my hole stayed open even with the absence of his cock until he slammed in hard until his bull balls slapped against my ass. "Yeah, fuck me harder sir. I don't want to be able to walk straight afterwards." The dirty talk was turning us both on so much. "What do you want boy?" "I want you to cum Sir" I replied. "What do you want from me?" "I want you to breed my ass Sir." “No, I saw you staring at my tattoo, so go on, say it slut!” “Breed my hole with your charged cum, Poz me, knock up my slut hole, I want it, no, I need it NOW!” As soon as I said that he started fucking me even harder. My swinging back and forth shins hitting the porcelain bowl, my face pushed in to the cistern just added to the force of his thrusts as I had nowhere to go. I felt like his cock was stabbing direct in to my stomach. He grabbed my straining hard dick in his hand and began jacking it frantically. It didn't take seconds for the pressure in my balls to release. "I'm cumming!" I moaned as I shot a huge load all over the toilet seat and wiped it up with my fingers then licking them clean. As my sphincter clamped down on his shaft with each spurt of cum from my cock he asked "You ready for my load faggot?" "Yes Sir, shoot it up my ass. I'm ready for it." "Ahhh! Fuck. Yeah. Here. It. Cumms" he announced leaving gaps in the statement as he punched in on the inward strokes, then moaned as I felt his dick twitch and release its load into my hole, spurt after delicious spurt, four or five distinct pulses and then he started fucking hard all over again. "Fuck yeah, pushing it in deep" he said as he let his cock empty the last drops of poison into me. That was by far the best fucking I had ever had. "Don't let any of my cum fall out of your ass boy. I want you to leave it in for a good while," he said as he pulled out of my gaping hole only to use the blunt head of his cock to push back in any escaping cum. “Now clean me up like a good faggot should.” I lick and slurp any cum and ass juices off his still rock-hard dick and then pay particular attention to his piss slit to feast on any dribbles of Poz cum coming out. He popped his cock back in his pants, zipped up and was out of the door and as I gathered my clothing, ripped and piss-soaked trousers I realised I had more than these as a souvenir of this fucking. As I was getting dressed I felt so much pain from both the rough fucking and clenching of my ass cheeks to keep his load in my battered ass it was then that I noticed something in my pocket. He had slipped a piece of paper in my pocket with his number on it in case I wanted to meet up again for a repeat. I had to call a cab to take me home because there was no way I would have been able to walk and saved his number in to my mobile. When I got back to my flat I took off my trousers and pants and noticed a mixture of blood and cum was leaking out of my hole. I immediately got hard again and spent most of the night jacking off to the memory of what had just happened before I fell asleep hoping to feel that big dick battering my hole again real soon.
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Muscled sub slut in SE11 needs a thick cocked top to fill me with his cum and then his piss. Have done it a few times but hard to find guys really into it
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So guys..... who’s going this year? It’s my first time in Berlin ever.... hoping to take at least 10 loads a night and give out a good 5-6. I reckon Berlin is the place for that to happen isn’t it! im staying at the Novum City Centrum (pretty close to the action in Shoneberg) in a nice big triple room. I wouldn’t ever say no to a top or 3 or 7 coming to load me whilst im there hah. Comment if you’re going and we’ll arrange a BZ group to swap as many loads as we can somewhere ? -
The next few entries are going to cover my very recent trip to Berlin. I stayed in Schoneberg for 5 night, I'm typing this as I've just got back my ass and cock are still tender and the memories are still fresh. I fly in to Berlin during the day and get to my apartment in less than an hour, it's a nice apartment with a great price, at first I couldn't believe it but I booked through ebab(a breedingzone user's suggestion) the week before I flew to Berlin I looked through both recon and bbrt to make up a top-do fucklist, I can now say that I never met one person from that list. I decided to take it easy for the first night so I looked at some of the tamer gay restaurants and bars in schoneberg. I came across one place that had a few people scattered throughout the bar, I sit up at the bar and politely ask "Sprechen Sie Englisch?" "A liddle?" the barman replies, he is very slim twinkish type who through some conversation, learned that he was from Prague and a singer, I casually asked him about the places in the surrounding area. "Well Toms is good for drinking and sex downstairs, there's New Action, next to that is the Bull, but don't go there, it's nasty. Everyone has AIDS" I can't get across tone in text form but if you could hear the disgust in his voice when he mentioned The Bull and his facial expression it might make you as uncomfortable as I was. Here's a guy who has no idea who he is talking to in Berlin, in the gay area and he says something like that to a stranger. One of his many favourite songs come on the radio and he begins to clap dance and wave his arms about while singing alone, putting on his own little show for the uninterested patrons, who seem like they've seen it all before. I finish my drink, and leave. I walk down to Cafe Heile Welt and head inside, it's a swank fancy bar, chilled out and full of guys and girls. The bar is full but there are some seats close by. As I sip on my third beer, I look around to see what kind of folk drinks here, seems to be the kind of folk who just out of the office, not exactly people I relate to. Then some older Italian gentleman at the bar raises his glass to toast me, I raise mine in return. We start talking, and he offers me a drink. After a while he leans in and start kissing, then he works his way to my neck(which I love) I grab at his crotch and he has a fat piece, he tell me to follow him to the toilet. He gets up and leaves. I get up after him, and as I walk in he is pissing into the urinal. He looks surprised that I followed him, maybe I misheard him. He shakes the last few drops of piss from his dick, it's a nice size, and looks semi-erect. He gives me a look and then looks down at his cock. I squat down and start sucking, I can taste the few drops of beer that leak out of his slit onto my tongue, and swallow him down to the balls, he pushes my head into his groin so hard that he stumbles back a little when my weight leans forward, he pulls his cock out, the only thing connecting us is the thick string of spit from my lips to his dick. "Would you like to finish your drink and come to mine?" "Yes please" I answer. I wasnt exactly searching for sex on the first night, but hey, I was ready for it. "Do you have poppers?" "I can get some" We walk up the street and he runs into a bar called Schuene to get poppers. I wait outside, as the door swings back open I can see from a glance that the place is a lot sleazier that the bars Ive seen so far. What lay ahead? I wondered. We get back to his nice apartment, and strip off and kiss, I suck his cock some more, as it grows I realise exactly what I'm in for. Oh dear. He puts me in the doggy position, a position I've never been most comfortable being fucked in for some reason, always makes me feel like I need to pee, but I go with it. Luckily he applies lube first, then slowly pushes it in, which catches my breath. Prior to this I hadn't been fucked for a month or two. It slid in and stayed deep for a while until my ass adjusted to it's girth, then he begins to fuck. Before long my legs are over my head and he's drilling my stretched hole. No mention of a condom and I didn't even go to the Bull, so much for that barman's skewed sense of how sex works. I moan in pleasure, "Do you want poppers?" I had totally forgotten about the poppers, was having too much fun. I take a deep hit from the freshly opened bottle, woah these are strong. I feel the thumping of my heart rate increasing. He starts to drive down harder, I feel his balls slapping my ass. So hot! I grip his hips and pull him into me, and deep and hard as I can. He spins me over onto my stomach, slams his cock into me all the way, wraps one arm around my neck and opens the poppers. Holding them under my nose as he grinds away inside me. The strength of the poppers is making me foggy and I begin to fade. He slams harder and faster as I go limp, my hole finally gives away and takes his pounding with no resistance. He moans, groans, and grunts and shoots ones right up into my guts. I pass out with exhaustion and popper rush. I feel tingling in my legs and come to. He pushes his fingers up into my hole, and then his knuckles really working his cum up in there. I turn around and kiss him then squeeze the last few drops of cum from his cock into my mouth. We sleep, go for brunch the next day and exchange numbers... By the time I got back to my apartment it was nearly evening, which meant it was time to get ready for a night out on the town. I wanted to check out TOM's, so I get ready and head out at about 10PM. I enter the club, there is a bar to my right and coat check to my left, there are a handful of people sitting at the bar and one of two guys on the benches opposite. I perch myself on the barstool and grab a beer. One or two overly confident scantily dressed guys pace the bar area cruising for someone to take downstairs into the darkroom. Two Arabs sitting next to me at the bar strike up a conversation with me. They are both thin and approx early thirties. One guy takes a shine to me and tells me all about himself, I'm not too interested and try to look for some other dudes while being polite. He tells me his fetish is feet and guys stomping food and making him(as a slave) eat it from the sole of their shoe. "To each his own" I thought. It's a relatively safe fetish compared to some of the activities I've gotten up too. "Can I lick your feet please?" he asks me. "Aaah it's not really my thing, I'm more bottom" at this point I'm ready to check out another section of the bar. He keeps pleading with me to just try it, then his friend also asks. There is only so many times I can say no, so I tell him just a few minutes. His face lights up. "Ok let me take you to the dark rooms". The dark rooms in Tom's are, well, dark. A pitch black maze, with audible groans and slapping and rutting going on. This gets me hard immediately. I have no interest in the guy I'm with or the kink he's into, but my imagination is running wild with the thoughts of sex I could be having. He leads me into a seated area and I take a seat. He then squats down and grabs my right foot and takes a large lick of the sole of my boot. God only knows what I've been stepping in down here, this guy is doing something I simply couldn't. But he's really getting into it, I push my left foot against his crotch to feel a hard lump. He then pulls off my boot and smells inside, all the while pushing my other foot harder against his dick. He then presses my (white) socked foot against his face and breathes in deep, just like he is taking a hit of poppers. I start to get into it, and I'm becoming aroused. He opens up wide and swallows all of my toes, pushes on my heel to get my foot deep in his mouth and makes himself gag on my foot. The idea of wet socks for the rest of the night is loosing appeal to me. So I tell him to take them off, he does this with pleasure. I then get the most awesome tongue bath I've every had, never experienced this before but woah, it's a hot feeling. After drenching both my feet in his saliva, I'm feeling horny as fuck. So I grab his head and bury it in my crotch, grinding on his mouth and nose and just generally humping his face. Before things can get interesting, his friend finds him and complains he's bored. At this point both men start arguing in a very camp annoying way. "Fuck this" I think, I'm going to The Bull. The Bull is a 5 minute walk from TOM's, I buy a bottle of Rush from behind the bar and make my way down. I get there and it seems from the outside like a very nondescript bar. My heart starts to thump, it's a similar feeling to that I got before I entered my first gay bar in New York. How far I've come since those days, what a difference a year makes, huh? I build up the courage and enter the bar. It's a small bar, dive like, with different porn playing on each TV all bareback, all raunchy. I check my coat in and buy an energy drink. I've had enough beer and need my energy up. There was about 3 people at the bar, so I went straight ahead to the back room. It had an area where people slept, I later learned this bar stays open 24/7 so people can nap off the alcohol or whatever other chemicals were coursing through their veins. There was a fuck bench, a sling, and a benched area all around with guys sitting jerking off. I walk around the backroom advertising myself to those who look like tops. One older muscled guy see's me and calls me over, he is sitting down playing with his soft cock, fully nude. I stand in front of him and he pulls up my t-shirt and kisses my stomach. Then forces me down to his crotch and slowly positions my face in between his balls and inner thigh. I begin to kiss him. Then move to his balls, they are nicely scented low hangers, I swallow both and look up to see his face, he nods in approval then pushes his soft cock in with both balls, so his genitals are resting deep in my mouth. I fondle everything with my tongue, and feel his cock swelling, I then work his cock. He likes me swallowing it deep, which I love also. When I eventually come up for air I get a whack across the face, and he pushes my head back down on to his cock and thrusts like hell. His dick is still only semi-erect so it's easy to take down my throat, it feels nice as it's large but soft. I come up for air and met with another hard smack across the face. He speaks something in German, "Ich spreche kein deutsch" I tell him, "You like?" he asks in a deep manly voice. I nod "yes". He turns me around so I'm facing away from him, then bends me over. He pushes his semi-hard cock against my hole, I try to push out to allow him to enter me, it bends against my hole then eventually pops in. He begins to fuck his soft dick into me deep and rough. He is quite aggressive, I start to wonder if it's because of his lack of erection. His eyes seem a little spaced, I wouldn't be surprised if he had taken something. This seems like the kind of place, plus at this stage it's early morning, and all the freaks are out He pulls out and makes me suck him again. I do my very best to make him grow inside my mouth but it isn't happening. I feel two hands take me from behind as I'm working this soft cock. The person takes off all my clothes, then penetrates me with two fingers. The cock in my mouth is swelling again. He flips me around, and jams it in again, there is a large black guy in front of me wagging his cock. I swallow it down like a good boy. I try to concentrate on both giving good head and squeezing his friends cock with my hole. I get a few hard spankings from both guys as I do my thing. I take a huff from my bottle of rush. I start to realise the sleaziness of the situation, it drives me wild, I love being used, and think of the mentality of the tops using me. It turns me on further. The white guy pulls out and his cock is still only semi erect. He shoves my head down to take care of it. I then feel the black dude at my back door, his dick really hurts going in, I take another large hit, I feel his dick press against my bladder, it's uncomfortable. I'm taken away from the sitting soft German by the large black guy. He throws me in the sling. Then enters me slow. I take another hit, I feel pretty high. He grunts and groans as his dick slams against my insides. I feel like my inner organs are being shifted around, I really want him to stop but don't want to pussy out. "This is what you wanted" I tell myself, "This is why you came to Berlin, so take it!" As I'm being skewered by this big black man he sticks his fingers in my mouth and grips my jaw, like a handle, and fires off like he's about to cum. He cums, groans and collapses on top of me. He pats me on the face to indicate a job well down. As his dick leaves my holes I feel some of the cum seep out and down my back, between me and the sling. I reach under to feel some and smell it, it's a strong cummy smell. As the black guy leaves a filthy looking skinhead parks himself right at my hole at the base of the sling. He slaps my open hole with his fat cock, it's not as large as the black guys, which makes me happy, as I get a break. This guy looks fucked, jaw is gurning, glassy eyes, piercings on his face, tattoos, very sleazy, very hot. He has a large metal cock ring at the base of his cock and balls. He slides his dick in with ease. It makes me tingle, I take another hit of poppers. My heart thumps in sync with the loud dance music(I guess that's why they play it) without hesitation he penetrates me deep, pushes against my ass hard, I feel the metal ring enter me, it's so fucking hot. He fucks away, balls slapping, he's dripping sweat on me, this guy is high and loving being inside my ass, and I'm loving it too. He pulls me into him, and we make-out, he tongues me deep. He grips both hands around my throat and squeezes. I get tunnel vision, sound becomes distorted. I wake up in the sling. The skinhead is fucking me like crazy whilst pushing down hard on my stomach, I feel the stinging pain that I have to pee. He's trying to get me to piss myself. But I simply can't. I ask him to stop, he does. "Would you like to go to my apartment?" he asks me in a strong German accent. I accept the invite. I pick up my clothes from the dirty floor, and get dressed, we head out into the daylight, it's blinding, the skinhead is dressed entirely in leather, he looks like a comic book character. I'm very turned on. He brings me back to his place. The more I'm with him, the more I notice how incredibly high he is. We get back to his and I strip off, he throws me on his couch and pushes my legs behind my head. He enters me dry, no lube, no prep. Slowly pushing himself deeper into me until it reached the cold metal of his cock ring. After some fucking, he takes his dick out, and presses both of his large smooth balls against my hole, he tries sitting down so they will go in. I push out hard to open my hole, some more of the black guy's cum pours out "Oh yaaah geile!" his balls slide into my ass. The feeling is incredible, it brings me directly back to new york during the meth binge. Only I'm not on meth, and I don't want to be either, I've achieve that level of horniness without the use of drugs. He fucks me for an hour or so more, as deep and as hard as possible, my hole has totally submitted it just craves cock hard fast deep. We both collapse on the couch in a sweaty pile. "Did you cum?" I ask, expecting the answer to be no on the count of the drugs. He smiles, "Three times". Hell yeah. Just what I needed to hear. I'm tingling and exhausted, I fall asleep for a few hours and wake up covered by a blanket with him sitting next to me watching TV. What a nice dude, for such a sleaze ball(like myself lol) He gives me his PlanetRomeo handle and I get stepping, it's a surprisingly short walk back to my apartment, I'm spent. I get into the shower and push out a healthy load of cum. I'm on cloud 9, I've decided I need to be here. This was a nice introduction to The Bull but the best was yet to come. "Ich liebe Berlin!"
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sleazy fuck cunT looking to get opened up, filled and bred by as many pervy, sleazy fuckers as i can. looking to take as many loads as i can. in London Dec 30 to Jan 1
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Given all the good times I've had there, I headed for The Pit. As I climbed the stairs, some hunky dudes walked past. I recognized a Leather Dude with big stash and a drug-fucked Boy clinging to his arm. The Kid was grinning ear to ear. I was sure he wouldn't be grinning so, if he knew what Mr. Poz had in store for him. Overall the drug-fucked ones are the best to take advantage of. They willingly do all the nasty shit, then blame it on the drugs. ‘Yeah, right!’ After paying at the front desk, they buzzed me in. The guys behind the desk are nice (in more ways than one), but don't mix with the clientele as much as the old staff did. I noticed lots of guys hangin' in the TV room and others near the entrance—to put the make on Newbies cuming in. The Sling Room was filled with the usual Sleazy Sluts flaunting well stretched Pussy. I lingered at the back room door to let my eyes adjust. Inside guys clutched Poppers like their lives depended on it, while sliding into well-fucked Asses to the accompaniment of funky, squishy rhythms. One Fag in the corner confided to the lanky shadow feeling up his Crack that he didn't take it raw. But minutes later, like all the other Pigs, he was spreading his Ass Cheeks, begging to be fucked. A real sleazy guy tried to screw me, but couldn't get it up. I get all misty-eyed when guys can't shoot cause of the shit flowin' in their veins. I headed upstairs to the Glory Holes. A middle-aged, paunchy guy approached me. "Hey, Pretty Boy, cum with me; and I'll show ya a good time." I thought to myself, 'Yeah, sure,' and answered curtly, "No thanks. I'm busy." The obnoxious Fuck persisted, his hands roaming where they had no right to be. "I told you I'm not interested!" The final straw came when he grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hall. That, in and of itself, was not offensive, cause I've dealt with abusive types before, though I hadn't pegged that guy for one; he resembled more your typical married bi. I glanced at the bystanders, pleading with my eyes, 'Jeez, guys, I sure could use some help.' But no one wanted to get involved. I again reiterated, “I'M NOT IN-TRIS-TID!!!” He responded that I would be once I saw what was in his pants. I considered going with the Fart just to call his bluff, but he pissed me off—so I kicked him in the shin. He screamed like a banshee. "YOU S.O.B ! YOU CRAZY?" I leaned in real menacingly. "I think I am. So please don't piss me off!" He stormed off in a huff. For the next few minutes I expected to hear my name on the P.A; but then again, he’d started it. I entered one of the Glory Hole booths and checked out all Poppers bottles littering the floor. Guys get in such a tizzy when having sex; they end up leaving stuff around. I peered through the Glory Hole. A bearded POZ TOP was face-fucking a Young Twink. The Top recognized me and pushed the Kid’s Cock through. I had no doubt my friend was fucking him. The more I thought about that POZ Cock gliding in and out of the Kid’s tight Hole, the harder I sucked, and got rewarded by a creamy Load of Boy Spooge gushing down my throat. The Punk withdrew and left the booth. I asked my Pal if he'd bred the Kid. Of course. I unlatched the door and dropped some tokens in the slot. One totally hot Dude stepped in and turned me round. He tried to penetrate my Ass, but got only semi-hard. Oh, well. I sucked the Hunk and bred his Ass before walking out on him. I decided to cruise around the Club, and chatted with an Old Fart sitting in the lounge. He was from the states and had been POZ for 20 years. I love to talk to guys like that. They have so many hot stories to share. I made my way towards the john where a slim, dark-haired Kid was fucking a Pierced Pig. A group of rowdy comrades egged him on. A POZ Dude approached the Young Man from behind. Surrounded by the raucous throng, the Kid was trapped. The POZ Dude grabbed him by the hips and slammed into him. The Kid, in turn, plowed nonstop up the Pierced Pig's Butt. After 10 minutes or so, the Youth cried out, "OH, YEAH!" The POZ Dude twisted the Youth's Nips and unloaded up his Ass. The Man withdrew and kissed the Boy, to distract him from the next Vulture stealing up. That's where I left it. I knew what was gonna happen next. It was gonna be a feeding frenzy, from which the Young Man would likely not emerge UNSCATHED. I exited toward the shower stalls, surveying yet another Bareback Orgy—guys sliding in one slicked-up Ass after another. A hot young Twink (very slutty and fucked up) approached. "What are you into?" He didn’t recognize me. "I'm kinda new at this," I lied. God, I love it when they're so out of it their memories get fucked up. I mean we'd chatted several times before. "Forget it..." were his final words, as he stomped off to the showers—to get fucked by whomever came along. The guy from the back room traipsed in—the one who didn’t take it 'raw.' I don't know what had happened to him, but his eyes had glassy look. He walked up to a Muscle Butt, begging to be fucked. Only the Muscle Butt ignored his Ass, since he only bottomed. I headed back to the Glory Hole booths where I sucked and fucked till early morn. One Skinhead got his fist in me with just the Cum already up my Cunt for Lube. No, I don't remember what he looked like; and I don’t care. I love anonymous sex—the riskier the better. If it's raw and anonymous, it gets me off. That's all that matters. As I exited the Club I recognized yet another Youth entering The Pit—a real sexy looking Blonde decked out in denim. He looked like he'd been out dancing. I don't know his name; but he goes there quite a lot—as many of the bar types do. They drop in after the bars close for their nightly fix of POISON JIZZ.
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Now that the Hoist has closed/moved on, where is a good club to go on a Saturday night in London. I'm thinking I'll come to London Nov 4th but want to spend the night getting shagged and generally used so a nice sleazy club (pref naked or jocks and boots) or group event would work. Open to ideas and offers.
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I had been talking to a guy online for about two months before this point. Let's call him Tom. Tom had a profile on BBRT NKP and here on breeding zone. I had been wanting to experiment with chemsex for about 6 months before I left for the states, I had been watching some videos to see what the deal was. I believe it was this site that introduced me to the concept, before hand I had no idea about meth use in the gay community(or a subsection of the gay community) but I had it in my head that if I was to try it, it should be in America(where I could get away with it). Plus it seemed to be more available over in the states. What I was looking for was tough, a top who was willing to introduce someone to Tina for the first time who also was hiv negative. This may not seem like much. But first of all nobody seemed to even respond to me on NKP(maybe they were too high) I was beginning to this it was an online ghost town, or that perhaps my account was broken. After searching for some time, I found two profiles that matched the requirements, a neg Top, who can administer. I messaged both guys. One replied "Any pics?" I sent him some pics of me, including a face pic. "Hmmm any more pics?" He wasn't sure. A little disappointing. The next guy I message replies "I would love to meet". However plans changed and we didn't get to meet for quite some time(scheduling conflicts). This was a good thing in some respect. We managed to talk a little more and I felt comfortable this was an honest and open guy, he was in his 40's and seemed mature, extremely attractive, and sexually right up my street. He asked for porn vids that I found hot so he had an idea of what I was into. He liked these very much. We eventually arranged to meet a little over one week before I was set to leave. He was situated up the top of Manhattan and told me to meet him around 9pm. I took the train up, then hopped a cab to his place. A nice apartment complex. I don't remember feeling nervous. Strange really, I felt more nervous walking into a gay bar, or sucking off my first New Yorker, but this, what would be the most extreme thing I was about to partake in, and I felt eerily calm. I also remember thinking very calmly "I could die here" just before I pressed the buzzer. He unlocks the door from his room upstairs, I'm not told what room number or floor he is on, but the second I step in I get a text. "Be right down, have to get something from the basement" I wait in the foyer. Probably a good time to mention my previous experience with drugs. Tried ecstasy a handful of times, first two times were great, the rest sucked. Cocaine 3 times previously, got absolutely nothing from it(became quiet and fidgety) and weed on a handful of occasions. In no way was I a drug user, never partied and played, with the exception of weed with two guys in NYC. So why I was actually doing this I have no idea. But I'm hoping it's good. Tom comes down to meet me, and we both head to the laundry room where he empties the machine. He seems rushed, I spend my time examining him as he does his laundry. His head is shaved(bald), he has a grey goatee, very handsome masculine look, dressed in a tank top and sweatpants, he's in good shape. He really is a perfect match. Perfect Daddy. I wonder if he's high already, but I think he isn't How will he be with me, what will I do when I'm high? "Positive thoughts" I keep telling myself in my head. Positive thoughts. We enter his apartment, it's nice, big, he leads me to the bedroom. A large bed is covered with rubber sheets, to the left of the bed on the floor is a large duffel bag, filled with all kinds of sex toys. To the right is a computer and desk, on the desk lay some syringes. Now my heart starts to race a little. "Do you want to have a look through the toys?" "Sure". He shows me his collection, rubber cock and ball rings, rubber anal inserts, large buttplugs(one shaped like a sperm), sounds kit(makes me wince), rope, cuffs, things that I couldn't even identify. "That's an impressive collection" I say, wide-eyed. "Yeah. So I'm thinking we get you in a harness" He instructs me to take my clothes off. Then he puts the harness on me and tightens it. I feel infinitely sexier. I've never worn a harness before or since, but it felt great. He began to explain the benefits of said harness. "So when I'm fucking you I can just grab it like this, and pull you towards me" he says as he demonstrate by grabbing the shoulder straps and pulling me towards him, this makes me horny. "Hmm, a rubber jockstrap." He then takes a jockstrap from his bag, again, I've never worn one before this. It fits well and covers up that dick of mine. I'm slowly being transformed into his toy, there is only one thing left. He talks me through the whole experience, what it will feel like, how he preps the meth by pouring hot water until the crystals have fully dissolved, etc etc. He then shows me about 4 or 5 videos of slamming, and explains what the person might be feeling. "Ok so are you ready?" "Have you ever done this with someone for the first time?" "No, never introduced anyone" I sit on the cold rubber bed, he props two pillows behind my back. "Hmm, hang on." He goes to the bag, and takes out two of those, I actually don't know what they are called. Like small leather hoods that go over your hands. and leather cuffs. He loosely ties me to the bed. "It'll be interesting to have you tied up for your first slam" My heart starts to pound faster, the nerves are coming in hard and fast. Should I look at the needle going in? Maybe not. Everything will be fine. He holds the needle up to the bedside lamp. "They're full dissolved, see? Let's see how hard it is to find a vein." He runs his finger over the inside of my elbow, a vein comes up immediately. He then puts on the tourniquet and waits a few seconds. Wipes my arm with a pad and sticks the needle into my vein. He pulls back I look, see red inside the needle, then look away. "Ok. Now tell me if you feel any burning or stinging in your arm." I look again, he slowly pushes the plunger until the meth is inside me. He then snaps off the tourniquet and looks at me. I feel nothing. He gives me a look as if to ask how I feel. "Nothing?" I say, smiling nervously. He looks in disbelief. "Nothing?" "Nope" "Are you sure?" "Yeah I don't feel anything" "Hmm, that's crazy. Maybe I didn't give you enough" He turns around to look at the syringes on his desk. I let out a nervous laugh. "Maybe if I moved around a little" I say as I bend my arm up and down(as much as it will go with the restraint) Then I feel a sudden tingle in my legs, reminiscent of the first time I tried E(which I was the last to come up on then too), then BAM! This indescribable rush goes through me, my breathing becomes heavy and I blow out a long shaky "woah" I look at Tom, he seems excited. "OK....nowitsworking" I say in a short burst. I start to feel myself and wish these restraints vanished. I start to feel as if I could make them disappear if I really wanted to. Tom sees me squirming in ecstasy on the bed. "Now I know it's working." He then turns around and straps up his arm and gets ready to slam himself. I writhe around feeling everything with my body, everything tingles in such an amazing way. This is too good for words. I'm loving this, nothing has happened yet and I'm loving it already, I think of a thousand scenarios of what will happen throughout the night in the space of a second or two. My mind is well and truly fucked! It's very hard to focus on anything, everything has a shudder effect. I hear Tom exhaling heavily I look over and he's whipping of the strap from around his arm. "Fuck" "Fuck" I say almost at the same time. He seems very controlled, I don't know how he does it. "Do you have sensitive nipples?" "Not really" I answer. "You will". He then straps two sucking cups to my nipples and pumps them until they stick. "Thank you so much for this" I gush, I feel forever in his debt. I become overtly grateful and complimentary, he smiles knowing it's the drugs doing their work. He also becomes very talkative, he asks me about the first time I had sex. He raps my legs around his waist and I start to grind against him as I describe my first time. "Tonight will be a night of firsts" He tells me in that calm and hushed voice. For some reason we both feel the need to half whisper to each other. "Ok let's get these off" He removes my restraints as I thank him again for being so generous to have me over and get me high. He thanks me for coming. "God if we met earlier? I'd send you home stupid". After some talking, he takes my head and buries it into his armpit. I lap away at it as he moans. He takes the suction cups from my nipples and twists them as I start to suck on his. I still don't feel sensation in my nipples, however the rush from the meth was too much to notice if I did. This was perhaps the most sexually confident I had ever felt, I had to constantly remind myself, this is actually happening. I move down to work his cock. He tells me to suck it hard, so I do,gripping with my like and sucking down on his soft veiny dick to the balls, he grabs both balls and pushes them against my mouth "open" I try to accommodate for both cock and balls but it proves too hard, even though his cock is only semi erect, his balls are far too big. I settle for one ball and a dick in the back of my throat, my mouth is stuffed. He likes the feeling as I gag and retch. Eyes water, stomach knots, body squirms. Next I take both his balls in my mouth which is another mouth-filling task, his dick lays on my face with his wet helmet resting on my right eye. I feel like a good little slut. He tells me to smell his dick, which smells of precum. After sucking his dick some more it becomes hard enough to fuck with. He puts a rubber cock ring and ball separator on himself and tells me lie back. I put my legs in the air and present my hole for fucking. "No." he says. "Put your feet here" he motions to his chest. I place both feet on his chest and he slides his cock into my ass. At first my hole rejects him, pushing him out when he gets into a rhythm. It's the Tina, it has made my ass tighten up. However, I have an idea. I get up and take out a bottle of poppers out of my bag and lay back on the bed. "Maybe if you choke me" I suggest. He places his open palm against my neck, just under my Adam's apple, then moves up and down to find the strongest pulse. I take a huff of my poppers and raise one hand in the air(this is a safety technique I use at first with some guys, when the hand drops, I'm out and they should let go. Any longer and it could become quite dangerous). He presses down, not too hard, but enough to make my feet tingle. Everything goes tunnel vision. I'm back in Ireland doing something menial or talking to a friend or something. All of a sudden a man's face appears from nowhere, then a room behind him, where am I? Confusion. I feel a heavy tingling and something moving in and out of my hole. It has a similar feeling to pins-and-needles. Then I remember where I really am, in an apartment in New York, high on meth, being fucked unconscious by a complete stranger who could have killed me with little effort. The rush of realization is incredible. My breathing becomes heavy "Wow! Oh my God" He leads in to make out with me, his dick is now in my ass without me pushing it out. "Did you have a little dream, baby?" "Yeah, how long was I out" "Only about 5 seconds, don't worry." He fucks me harder and although his cock isn't rock hard it feels incredible. I could feel the rubber of the cock ring against my hole. I wanted everything he had inside me. "I think I can get my balls in you" he lets out in a grunt as he thrusts back and forth. "Yeah?" I ask with some scepticism, the drugs have taken away any pain the fucking may have caused, but it in no way made my ass wider, in fact it had a tightening effect on my hole. This problem was solved with a little force, or a nice choke-out. "Yeah, I think so. Hang on." He rolls me back so my ass is in the air, he then stands over me and squats down. I feel him pushing against my hole and decide to push out, hoping it will let him in. This works and he pushes his balls inside me. He pulls them out "Oh fuck" he lets out in pleasure. He pushes just his balls into my hole a few more times, dipping them in and out until it becomes easy. He then pushes his sloppy cock into my widened hole, followed by both balls. Everything is inside me. It has to be the best feeling I've ever had during sex, it's incredibly hard to describe that pleasure, knowing you're connected to another man by both his cock and balls, they fit tightly into your hole. You are being completely used as a place for him to rest his dick and balls. The feeling of his pelvis pushing against your ass, knowing there is nothing further that can go in, he is as deep in you as he can possibly go. Amazing! I feel with my hands to ensure everything is in. I rub his taint while he grinds against me. He stops moving, but I continue to grind in a circular motion, churning my insides with his balls and dick. "Hold still" he tells me, he looks focussed and stares into the distance. "You feel that?" "Nope" "I'm pissing inside you" "Oh fuck!" I concentrate on the feeling, a tingling in my lower back, I'm being used as this guy's urinal. "Ugh, it's hard to piss in this position". He only pees a little in me before slowly pulling his balls and cock out of my piss-filled whole, he keeps me propped up with one hand. "Don't move boy. Fuck yeah" he spits in my gaping hole. Then reaches into his bag of toys for a large butt-plug. He spits on it, and pushes it against my ass lips, it's not going in as easy as it should. He calmly instructs me to breath in and out, eventually the rubber plug slides right in, filling my ass completely. After about 30 minutes of playing, I go to the toilet to take out the plug and push out the piss. I feel very wobbly on my feet but very happy also. I notice that when the plug comes out there is no more piss up my ass. I feel around to check. Either my ass has absorbed the little piss there was, or it's gone a lot deeper than I can reach. The next few hours become a blur. I get slammed again which is so much stronger than the first, I cough and it hits me like a euphoria freight train. This turns Tom on greatly. We make out more, fuck, suck toys and attempted fisting. He could slide four fingers but not past the knuckle. I found it extremely hard to concentrate on what was going on, everything spun and shuttered, I felt fantastic, almost a state of frenzy. When Tom is on top of me he sweats so much it dribbles down onto my face and chest, almost like a tap. Our sweat has a distinct smell, a chemical smell because of the meth. He takes me to the shower to cool off. I check the time and hours have gone by. It's about 10.00am the next day. "My boyfriend will be home soon" What? Oh no, "is this going to get awkward?" I think. I say nothing. "It's ok though, we could always go to the bathhouse" First time for everything. I let him know I'm up for this adventure and he tells me to get dressed and meet him at the nearby subway, while he cleans up and gets dressed. I walk to the nearest subway, it's a hot day out and people are up walking to work. I'm very aware of my movements, not to act like a tweaker. He eventually meets me and we head towards the bathhouse. It's not long until we are there. I'm becoming paranoid that people will know I'm high. Tom seems fine. We get our locker key and head to our room. After stripping, I head to the locker with our clothes. To large black men check me out in my jockstrap(given to me by Tom) the place seems pretty empty, which doesn't surprise me given the time. I put away my stuff and head back to our booth/room. I'm tingling all over and moving faster than usual. I get in and Tom lunges at me, jamming his tongue down my throat and shoving his fingers up my hole. I turn to liquid in his arms, the feeling is very hot. He has a small bag of toys with him. He takes out a large metal buttplug. It's very wide, "Guess where this is going" he says as he slaps it against the palm of his hand. "No way" "Get on all fours" I climb onto the bed on all fours. He squirts some lube onto the top of the plug, then pushes against my ass. I feel there is know way this will fit. I try to push out to open my ass up. "Breath, relax." He instructs. It's hard to do so, even though there is no pain at this point(from the drugs) I'm still nervous of damaging my ass. I breath in and out. Then take a big hit of poppers and repeat. I feel it enter my hole, it begins to hurt. "Damn, is this nearly in" I think to myself, then my ass retracts. "It's in" he tells me, before leaning in to gently kiss my ass cheek and tell me "good boy". He slaps the base of the plug and every time he does is sends an extremely pleasurable shiver up through my insides. He lays me back on the bed and spreads his ass cheeks. "Stick out your tongue" I do, then he sits down hard on my mouth. I work my tongue slowly up and down he asshole, trying hard to push my tongue deep. He lets out a series of moans and groans to indicate he loves the sensation. He then grabs the back of my head and really pushes me into his hole. He wants me to go deeper and I can feel his hole pushing out against as my tongue slides deeper. My tongue is stretched out to the point of pain, but knowing the pleasure it gives him causes me to endure it. This goes on for a few minutes(with a few air breaks) before he lifts his hot ass from my face. He hands me down a rubber butt plug. "I want you to put this up my ass" "Can you pass me the lube?" "No just use spit" He opens my mouth and slides the plug all the way down to the end, I gag, he pushes further, fucking my throat with the plug. This gets him off. He sits on the end of the plug and forces it down my throat with his ass. I'm now being smothered and choked. I cough up some spit. and he takes the plug out and turns it around, facing his hole. I take it off of him and push. It takes some force and I worry about hurting him, but he seems to be fine. It eventually goes up his hole. I smack the end of it as he done with my and he groans in ecstasy. We make out for a while with plugs up our asses, I then go to give him a blowjob. After some time sucking his semi-flaccid cock I feel it's time to take the plug out. I leave our room to walk to the toilets. I get a few propositions on the way, but ignore them in a chemmed out haze. I enter one of the cubicles and try to push out the plug. This is more difficult and painful than getting it in. I finally manage to pull the metal plug from my insides and the thing is hot. Really hot. Hard to hold. I have to run it under a cold tap before I can carry it back to the room. By the time I get back he has jerked his cock hard. And places me on all fours before fucking me for quite some time. "Shit I've got to go to work soon" I wonder how he can even think of working, as my mind is so confused and fried from the meth, I could barely see straight. I guess this guy is well used to this kind of activity. This worries me slightly. Maybe all isnt as it seems with him. He edges himself with my ass a number of times but is too uptight to cum. "Wanna meet me later on, say 7pm?" "Ok". We both head to the showers. As we wash up he tells me "I think I have to piss" "Can I drink it" "Sure, get down there." I get down on my knees and open up. He shoots hard, like a fire-hose down my throat. It tastes extremely strong but I swallow every drop. As we walk back to our room to get dressed it hits me hard. It had totally slipped my mind that his piss was filled with strong chems, and it sent me flying high. "You feel it?" He asks me in a hushed tone. It really tickles him that I'm high as a kite in public. We get dressed and leave the bathhouse. I get home(somehow) and try to get some sleep. This is impossible. I am shaking like a leaf and sweating buckets. I go to the bathroom to have a cold shower. I look in the mirror. My face frightens me, it looks so different to what I usually see. There is a deadness in my eyes. I try not to focus on it, and shower and change. By the time this is done it's almost time to head out the door again. I get to Tom's apartment again, his eyes are red. He looks like he's just shot up. "Hey baby, come in" I come in and undress. "Ready for another slam?"
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Blogs are not for me - I'm a whore not a writer
michaelcross posted a blog entry in My chasing story - for the non Believers
Last week I started to write blogs(I have since deleted the entries), my initial idea was to give a quick background of how this pretty boy became this filthy whore and from there I wanted too give details of my daily hookup's as I go. I realized however that this is a complete fucking waist of my time and yours. Ill rather do pics and short status updates to not waist fuck time All there is to know is that I''m a very good looking boy (I say this as people usually don't expect extreme filth from me) and I'm into anything dirty, filthy, sleazy. My dick gets hard when people are grossed out by me! I try and live every fantasy that I come up with but my Ultimate would be to be a diseased whore, the go to guys for other struggling chasers - and I am determined to get there in the next two years. Currently I'm in a job where making myself public could be damaging to the company. By end 2017 I plan to quiet and just focus on being a ''whore'' and will finally then be able to share my info, location and pictures fully. I have been saving money for 5 years with this in mind. That''s a brief intro, more info on my profile, and feel free to make contact - as I said, Nothing is taboo and I never say NO. If you one of those who think what I say is just horny talk - Try me?! I will share this message below I sent to @rawTOP, as a curious young guy his blogs pointed my in the right direction - Thank you, thereafter Thanks to Dawson for being my role model, But now, I'm going ALL the way!!! Dear rawTOP Just want to tell you a quick story back in 2011 and 2012, me still very innocent but already wanting to explore bb, came across your blog. I was driving back with a friend on holiday and for a 7 hour drive my eyes were glued to my phone (pre tablet era for me) reading your stories over and over. You introduced me to a new world, pozzing and bug chasing.... or you blog posts lead me to research that. I never actually went onto breeding zone prior to this year, didn't know what it was and was probably to scared. As years went by I starting fantasizing about chasing, still to discreet and shy to act ..... long story short, I eventually just gave in after a guy bred my ass, told me he was safe and weeks later said he lied - when my dick got hard in the middle of a club when I heard this, i kinda surrendered. So pozzing is still in motion, But my darkest secret was, I had been obsessed with bug chasing for years, This however took alot of thought and consideration and for weeks I tried to make contact with other guys, and especially young guys with the same interests...as I thought I was mentally unstable, then someone refereed me here yesterday afternoon. I spent 12 hours reading through all the post and blogs and chatting to other guys similar, hot young fuckers. And I realized that eventually, I'm going to give in so why not now. So In a matter of hours I made a life changing decision This is probably weird to tell you some lame story, but it all started with you. And I really hope you take that with a compliment. You gave me the initial base and material and I''m fucking glad I came across it - It would have happened years later, I'm sure if that urge is in you there''s no stopping it. Hope you will check my profile as I go on this journey Finally I want to share this picture with you all, Last week 26 July at 2pm, I went to my first pre-arranged hookup specifically for Syphilis. I'm yet to see any symptoms but i''ve been told it takes up to two weeks. he kindly labelled me when he was done: -
Hooked up with a guy in LA a few months back, he said theres a guy who lives in the Hills that has some really hot n'nasty fuck parties in his huge dungeon, my hook-up said that I was the type of sleazy pig the dungeon guy likes. He tried to contact him, but appears he was out of town. Anyway I've lost touch with the guy I hooked up with. So anyone know the guy with the dungeon? or a profile? I'm back in LA soon. Private message me with any details pls.
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Was heading back to Cincinnati from the hinterlands of west virginia. Was hard all the way because I knew I was stopping at ne of my favorite bookstores, Route 35 Adult Books. FUCKING SLEAZY place. Pull into the lot and smoke a bowl before I go in. Weed always makes me super horny and piggy. I go in and pay for my tokens. See average guy in the arcade. Went to a booth that had a huge gloryhole. He walks in and shoves a greeat big thick beautiful cock through the hole. I start sucking. FOr about 5 minutes I went at it then gave up. Watched a bit of the movie then let him go. Walked around another 20 minutes thinking of that cock. I make a lap and find him cock out sitting in a chair in the open courtyard kind of area the booths made. Seeing him bate got me so horney i lowered my pants and winked my hole at him. He slid up behind ad shoved his raw unsheathed dick balls deep in my hole. he pumped for about 5 and then said he could not cum. I bolted to the other side that like one big open room with everyone fucking. Standing by the gay couch is this hot 35 yo ish muscle stud, I sit down and within 5 seconds his cock is out so I know hes ready to play. I strip and sit right down on his raw cock. I must have ridden his cock for about 10 minutes when he erupts just as i an bottoming out on his cock. I sat there impaled for another 10 before he went soft. His load tated delicious as I cleaned him with my mouth
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So as the year draws to a close, it a time to reflect... What's your sleaziest moment for the whole of 2016? There are a lot of contenders for 2016 for me. But probably the top would be a 16 man group session in Sydney that went all night. So much fucking and debauchery. The second contender would be fucking 11 guys in one night at Trough X in Melbourne and then going home with a couple where I fucked and bred them both.
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I love feeling like a sleazy slut as some anonymous top breeds my hole, especially if he is one of many. I can remember the first time feeling that way was in the much lamented Club New Orleans (my home away from home, god damn I miss that place). I was perched on the edge of the bed in one of those tiny rooms, on all fours crouched low so this somewhat short stocky guy could fuck me. He was probably in his mid fifties, kinda homely with a body that was well muscled but getting a bit soft. Had a fantastic cock though. I like em average and thick. I think I met him at a gloryhole. He took me back to his room. We never talked, just me sucking his meat then bending over. I felt like such a sleaze letting this ugly dude bareback my hole and it felt great. I often wack off thinking about it. Of course gloryholes are great for feeling this way. I am always happy to back my lubed up hole to one and see who will take advantage. One of my favorite memories is of this guy who was fucking me through a gloryhole and all I could see of him was his feet under the partition. He would go up on his toes everytime he thrust. That was so hot to watch! Give me a bottle of poppers and I could spend hours with my ass or face pressed up to a gloryhole. On the flip side one of the best fucks (me as top) I can remember was at a gloryhole in Club Z in Seattle. I fucked some guy with the sweetest hole I have ever had. Have no idea what he looked like. I have a suspicion it might have been this old troll that used to come into the store I worked at cuz he was lurking around the play area the same time I was. Man oh man did his sphincter feel amazing. It really worked my load out. I tried to make it last but that was not an option. Then there is the public sling. Got lots of those stories. Many a man has bred my hole in many a sling. Now that will really make you feel like a cumdump whore. So guys what makes you feel like a sleazy whore? Do you enjoy it? Ever regret it?
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in London Dec 28 - Dec 31 taking all loads. Will be at saunas, Vault and wanting to take as many loads from as many cocks as I can. Any cock, any load. Sleazier the better. groups, public, ws, filming, ff, chems. Poz loads are perfect along with any other bugs you have...want to take as many dirty loads as I can to make sure that I'm a completely charged up whore.
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Whats the most extreme porn you've watched? participated in? Would like to watch? Etc I've seen a guy sucking off a horse and gagging on the cum, seen a few guys getting fucked by dogs, a guy being caned so hard he almost passes out, is crying and his arse is bleeding and the TIM cutting scenes
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