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I love to rim a nice hot ass good and deep before I slide my cock into it. I find it relaxes the hole nicely and I prefer spit for lube unless it's really high quality lube. When I bottom I need a good rimming to get me in the right mood for a cock up my ass! Let's hear your thoughts! Do you lick it before you stick it?
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Max and I been talking on Jack'd for about three days, and we decided to hook-up at my place. I hopped in the shower and got ready. An hour passed and he called to say he was downstairs. Great! It had been a few days since I had sex, and I could feel the tension beginning to build up. ]I ended up meeting him in the hallway of my building, and upon first glance, I thought he looked much better in person than he did in his photographs. He was wearing urban streetwear style clothing, and sported a 'fuck the world' attitude, and a nice white smile. (I'm really big on the way a guy's mouth looks). I have to admit that even though this was just a hook-up, he threw me off with how gorgeous he was as a package. I couldn't wait to undress him. We got into my bedroom and after the usual bit of small-talk, I reached for the crotch of his pants and start rubbing. "I like it when a guy makes the first move," he said. After kissing and blindly un-doing his pants, I got on my knees and found he wasn't wearing any underwear and his dick had a SLIGHT funk to it. I started sucking him off, and soon enough he was about eight inches, cut, slight downward bend, and smallish, tight ball sac. Perfect. I started off kinda slow and, with every slurp, slowly allowed more and more of his dick into my mouth. While he was still inside my mouth, I turned him around, motioning for him to lay back on my bed - he took the hint immediately. At this point, I was full-on-deep throating. The smell of his crotch turned me on so much, and his dick was perfect for swallowing! After doing some of my usual tricks, such as slapping his cock on my face, spitting on it, and slurping it back up, etc., he motioned for me to get on the bed on all fours. Once I was in position, he got on his knees and buried his face in my ass, alternating between tongue-fucking my hole and licking me from my taint to the top of my crack. Frequently he spat into my hole, his saliva splattering everywhere! While eating my hole, he occasionally slapped and palmed my cheeks giving my ass a slight jiggle. We were clearly enjoying each other, and looking back I'd say it was bliss. After a few minutes passed he stood-up, and I knew what was next. He deposited another glob of spit onto my hole, climbed onto the bed behind me and then, with more force than I was expecting, entered me. I let out a huge moan. ***Now I think it's important to mention that we had not discussed RAW sex in our our pre-hookup conversations. Actually, we hadn't discussed much about sex at all, other than to establish he was he was more of a top and that I preferred to bottom. That was it. Also, unlike my usual practice, we did not exchange nudes photographs prior to meeting. I just went along with the flow. In fact, when he showed-up, I remember thinking he didn't look like a barebacker. Although I wanted it to happen, I purposely did not mention RAW sex as I didn't turn him off and scare him away. Now, back to the action....*** He entered me, and when my ass resisted, he pulled me closer, pushing the remainder of his length all the way in. Rough & RAW... how did he know? He started to then stroke my hole slowly, opening me up more and more, and after about a minute of this, I start to push back, taking all of his dick to the base. Slapping my ass, he grunted "Damn, baby, you taking that shit." Again he slapped my ass. While I do prefer a verbal top, I myself am not usually the most talkative, but his dick felt so good inside me I had to speak up "Yeah, nigga... you like that shit don't you?" The fucking continued. At this point I was holding onto the edge of the bed, really giving him all that I could. I could hear how wet I was, so I was not surprised when he said "Damn baby, you creamin' all on my dick." With that, again he slapped my ass, accompanying the slap with a loud "SHIT!" Then I lay on my stomach, and without missing a beat, he followed suit, continuing to fuck me in this new position, kissing the back of my neck in the process, as well as licking behind my ears. I turned my head and meet his lips with mine. He whispered in my ear "Damn, baby, your shit is so wet!....shiiiiiitttttt" I could feel his dick getting harder inside of me as he stroked my hole deeper and deeper and deeeeeeper. "Oh shit.... OH SHIT!! He then pulled-out and shot all over the bed in between my ass and his dick. His moans were so loud, sounding like a cross between pleasure and pain. Then he flopped down on top of me, and in that position I could feel his heart racing. Eventually, we both got up and clean-off. This is the first time I saw his load: he had blown an enormous load. I handed him a towel and watched him clean off as I put my underwear back on. "That was good," he said. I smiled shyly. This dude was really fucking cute! He finished dressing and I walked him out, where we said our goodbyes. As I re-entered my house and locked the door I thought "That was perfect." I didn't even get a nut with him, but I didn't care. Returning to my bedroom, I rubbed my face in and licked up all the cum from my bed, well, all that hadn't been absorbed into the mattress. He tasted good too. Then I went to MyVidster and jerked off to one of my favorite flicks and came all over my chest. I then lay there, breathing heavily, his cum on my face and my cum on my body. Completely satisfied.
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Video of me getting fucked using spit for lube.... http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=9CUp1_G222_&c=myv&page=1
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************ I ride my bike regularly. Besides giving me the cardio to compliment time spent at the gym, it's the perfect way to cruise woodsy public areas down by the river. I can ride there and then ride off road too - into the flat wooded areas and all around. Being on a bike is a much more natural cover than parking and walking out into the woods in street clothes. Bike wear also works well for cruising. While I am riding and not hard is one thing. When I get off my bike and get a boner - watch out! I am blessed with a full eight inch dick and bike shorts look profane trying to contain me. My light grey cotton / spandex are downright nasty, and when I wear them I have to be careful not to get a big precum spot (which takes forever to dry). So this one weekday mid-afternoon, I was out and about walking my bike on paths through the cruising woods, passing two hot guys in their 20's. Although I am in good shape, as I'm in my late 30's I was not in league with the two guys. Moreover, I am very careful when in public. While I love hot anonymous outdoor sex, the idea of getting caught tamps down any thrill of exhibitionism offers me, so generally I find myself preferring one-on-one encounters as there's always a chance a passive spectator might actually be a vice cop. I should add my sense of courtesy extends to other men who are hooking up, so my tendency is to move along rather than be a lecherous voyeur. All this aside, I was quite surprised when I realized the two guys were following me. And kept following. The paths wound around, forked and then merged, so before long I figured their pursuit had some purpose. Now, I had been cruising along the river for a number of years, and never had I been pursued by a couple. As I was in the lead, I found a private spot where I pulled over to the side of the path ostensibly to let them pass . . . or whatever. Much to my surprise the couple stopped right next to me. One guy looked to be about 27, which was slighly older than the other guy. The older guy had light brown hair and was generally cute in the looks department. He was wearing long pants and a polo shirt, but I could reaily see his body was that of a lithful 27 year old. an still see he has a lithe 27 year-old's body to match. The other guy was younger, maybe 25. He's wearing just a wifebeater and some flimsy gym shorts, and he was hot His hair was dark and curly, and his body was solid sporting a natural (not plastic looking) musculature and a slightly god-like quality. FUCK. The hunt can be half the fun, and having these two young men standing so close after having followed me through the woods has me already a little shaky with excitement. The summertime humidity weighs heavy. The sense of man musk and expectation weigh even heavier. The fully clothed guy reaches out and caresses my rock hard dick through my bike shorts. We are all vigilant to make sure we're alone. He reaches down in my shorts and grabs my whole package. I pull back the spandex and out flops all eight now-leaking inches, my balls, everything. Sort of quietly he says to me, "I want you to fuck my friend while I watch." FUCK. Now normally what goes on in the woods is jacking off and maybe oral. For me it's been no exception. I've jacked off with countless guys. I've been blown by a few and blown quite a few myself. Maybe I'm reckless, but I've always trusted my mouth and digestive system to kill any hiv, and so far I haven't been disappointed. There was one guy with the enormous 10 inch cock I blew on two separate occasions. Both times I took him to completion and swallowed. Both times he asked if I worried about not being safe. Both times I told him I didn't normally swallow but I couldn't resist his beautiful cock. Anyway, now how could I resist this offer? Dark-haired muscle boy pulls off his elastic-waisted shorts (no underwear!), peels off his tank, and now - completely naked except for his shoes - he bends over to present his perfect ass and pucker to me. I get it that the slightly older guy is 'in charge' setting up this scene, and that they have hunted me down for this. My dick is in his hand as he guides me to his buddy's ass. He rubs my sticky precum-covered head across the sweet little hairless hole. He spits in his hand and rubs it down my cockshaft. He hawks another gob and pushes it in muscle boy's asshole to wet the way. He guides my dick towards the spot and urges me forward. As I slowly press in, he goes for spit a few more times to slick my disappearing shaft. Before I know it, all my eight inches is buried down to my balls in this demi-god's ass - completely bare, and with nothing but spit and precum for lube. 'Control' boy steps back to watch. I grab his hips at each side of this bottom's muscular ass. My head swims with the heat and the vision of me here - still fully clothed and about to fuck this guy bareback. I start a slow withdrawal and then press back in again. I pull out almost all the way and let my now free-flowing precum coat his outer ring. Pushing all the way in I cause him to jump as I hit bottom. Oh yeah. Developing a rhythm, I start to plow him but good. Now I have this problem. I can get overexcited and it makes it hard for me to cum. This whole scene was happening some years ago long before I read any bareback porn stories like the ones on this site. So it really blew my mind when 'control' boy started in talking dirty saying I should cum in his boys ass. "Shoot a your load in him . . . Come on lube him up for me. I want to feel your sperm in his ass." FUCK. Now I understand the setup. And I have to admit to being overexcited. WAY overexcited ! I fuck that boy long and hard. I want to cum so bad and he wants my cum and 'control' boy is urging me to cum. I grab a handful of lat muscle in each hand and fuck with everything I have. It is excruciating relief when I finally blast my load deep inside this boy's muscle ass. No doubt I spew every drop of sperm I had plus some that I am not even finished producing yet. I spend everything I have up his ass. The hot fucking friction I felt changes to slippery heaven as my cock luxuriates in its own juice. I would have enjoyed staying there, but the other two are still in full heat and wanting to cum too. 'Control boy', still fully-clothed except for his twitching hard-on and balls outside of his zipper, urges me aside. Fully-clothed, he takes my place with his dick aimed to penetrate his naked friend's ass. His friend says, " Be careful, that fucking tore me up. " I blush to myself. My sperm leaking out allows 'control boy' to bury his fat seven incher in one smooth stroke. He pulls back out and thrusts all the way back in. Just a few strikes and it all ends rather quickly. No doubt the heat of the situation and my big load swirling around his cock takes 'control boy' right over the edge. He drives deep and cries out (shhh we're in public !) as he blasts his load in that beautiful bare ass. The naked demi-god straightens up and - still impaled on 'control boy's' cock - he jacks his load something like four feet out onto the forest floor. FUCK. That was the nastiest dirtiest sex I'd ever seen up to that point. (snap) My softening cock goes back in my bike shorts. I climb on my bike and ride off, never to see them again. If I did, I would not recognize them anyway.
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I met Brandon, a local guy, online. He’d made no bones about being a POZ TOP and into BAREBACKING. I accused him of being a GIFT GIVER; and he replied he couldn’t be, because a Bottom’s odds for getting POZZED were 1 in 50,* so it was unlikely he’d ever POZZED anyone on the first Fuck. I wrote back that I was NEG, a BOTTOM, and, since we were almost neighbors, we ought to get together. We set up a date for two days later. When I pulled into the parking lot, I quickly spotted his blue van. He was leaning against the bumper, smoking. 5’9”, 155, bleached hair, wrinkled tee and cut-offs. I pulled up beside him, in my office duds; and we set off down the jogging trail. A footpath veered into the woods. I took it and approached a tiny clearing, littered with tissues and used condoms. I dropped my slacks and pushed down my briefs, to piss. Brandon came up behind me and reached around to pump my gushing shaft. My yellow stream overflowed his fingers. He turned me round and wiped his hand across my lips. We kissed, and his 6” slipped between my legs. Huge testicles, compact with Toxic Jizz, compressed against my thighs. He pushed me to my knees and fucked my mouth. His balls raked against my chin, an invitation to palm his naked Sac and milk it. Aroused, he turned me round and bent me over. I grasped a tree trunk for support. My ass was in the air and my legs were spread. I moaned in passion, and not too quietly, as the sun rays and summer breeze cavorted on my naked butt in concert with the hot tongue rimming me. He arose, and grasped my hips, and pressed his bare cock against my sphincter. It felt so good, him easing into me, even though he’d used no lube other than his spit. I faced the trail; and, through the trees, caught glimpses of guys and gals cavorting past, as I cried out in pain and pleasure. He pulled out, removed his cutoffs, briefs, and tee, and arranged them on a bed of leaves. He lay down on the blanket he had fashioned. His 6” shaft, glistening spit and slime and precum, winked up at me. I knew the fallacy of “1 in 50” – the odds for a Thousand Faggots getting POZZED. But I was not a Thousand. I was One. Some guys POZ from Precum, while others take a thousand loads—and nothing. Which was I? I straddled him and guided his throbbing Cock into me and eased down till my ass connected with his pubes. I began the rhythmic pulsing which I knew would spur an avalanche of Venom up my ass. It was only minutes before he groaned in hedonistic agony that he was cumming. Emboldened by his proximity, I ground away till torrents of his Poison Jizz invaded me. He got up, brushed off his shorts and tee, and left me naked, standing there, his lethal Load dripping down my thighs. I’d shaved that morning, and in my haste to get to work, had nicked my Mancunt several times. I reached behind and worked a finger up my ass. As I suspected, my digit came back laced with Pink. At work that afternoon my Hole felt open, fucked and gratified. My briefs grew damp and my thighs sticky as his pungent Cream drained out of me. It’d been just hours since I’d been Fucked and already I craved replenishment of his Charged Seed. I skipped my nightly shower and sat down at my PC to write him. The odds for a neg bottom getting pozzed: * 1 in 50 per Dr. Jeffrey Klausner on Gay.Com, Source: http://channels.gay.com/health/hiv 08-08-02 ** 1 in 200 in the January, 2002 issue of the medical journal "Sexually Transmitted Diseases" Source: http://www.planetout.com/pno/news/article.html?2002/01/14/1
