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A few years ago I was on vacation in Fort Lauderdale and was looking for some 420 on the hookup apps. Found this profile, blank pic but name was 420Daddy and messaged him and as luck would have it, he had some to sell and we arranged quick pick up. I was planning on going out to the bars right after so I took a few pregame shots and was all showered and fresh wearing a Jock under my shorts and tank. His place was only a few blocks away so I started walking over and he said to not knock or ring bell cause his family was home but just to message when I was at the front gate. I do as he says and am waiting for him out by the front gate which has high shrubs and no lights. He comes out, tall guy, at least 6’ tall, black guy, goatee and buzzed hair. He’s wearing a tank top and basketball shorts and flip flops. Of course I immediately look down at his basketball shorts and was not disappointed at all. I introduce myself and give him the money, he takes it and gives me the 420 and introduces himself as Zeke. I guess it was the shots or just being in vacation mode but I immediately clarify, “I thought it was Daddy?”. He immediately looks me up and down and I can see the change in his eyes and face. The environment immediately getting charged with tension. His only reply is, “do you want to call me daddy?” and grabs me by the waist and kisses me. It all happens so fast but we’re making out and he pulls me to the side of the tall hedges and has his hands down the back of my pants exploring and almost growls when he feels I’m wearing a jockstrap. He’s flush against me and I can feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach. It was the most unintentional hottest random moment going from a quick pick up to this intense moment. Not very long after I’m on my knees with his basketball shorts around his ankles and doing my best to throat his dick. He keeps shh-ing me but also keeps fucking the back of my throat. I hear him spit on his hands and quickly he’s fingering my hole. He does it a second time while I pull poppers out of my pocket and quickly take a hit. Before I even take a full first hit he’s turned me around and pressing his dick against my hole. He used a lot of spit so his head dipped right inside. He gasps and holds it there as I’m taking my second hit of poppers. I feel my heart beating in my ears but trying to keep quiet while he whispers, “oh fuck” and starts pushing deeper inside me. Once he’s balls deep he holds me there and I can feel his dick get even harder. After almost a whole minute he slowly starts fucking me, slowly and then building then he pulls out until just his head is in and then slams in again. I’m whimpering and moaning but his hand is over my mouth. He pulls me balls deep again and asks for poppers. I take two big hits and then give them to him. He takes a big hit and then breathes it into my ear and says, “call me daddy” “Fuck me….daddy” was all I could whisper out before he puts his hand over my mouth to the point of near discomfort and immediately starts fucking me hard. The entire front yard dark and quiet except the sounds of his balls slapping against my ass and my muffled moaning. I feel him get his hardest yet and then he holds me balls deep while emptying them completely inside me. Almost another full minute does he hold me there until he slowly pulls out with another “fuck” and slaps my ass once. He gives me my 420 money back and says to hit him up when I leave the bars… To be continued?
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Falling for a Cum Vessel, Part 1. First Savoring: January 26, 2020. Sunday, 2:22 p.m. He's on his way and I haven't even seen his face. Somehow this athletic tanned white specimen has my address and I actually told him he didn't need to send a face pic, to just arrive. "I'm ready to come get fucked," he writes, and I'm hard again after cumming that morning. Knock Knock: Shorts, tight t, black cap. His head tilts up and we lock eyes; brown, but that midway shade between dark and light brown. Handsomer that I would have expected--good bodies can match good faces. I let him in, lead him in front of me through the hall to the bedroom, damn he smells good. My dog barks, why did I adopt her few weeks ago? He's a good kisser, he removes his shirt. His neck tastes great, he removes his shorts; no underwear, is he a slut? His pecs and back are bricks, he pulls down my shorts. My hands are a flurry trying to touch everything about him, all he can do is drop to his knees and suck my cock like his life depended on it. Not a deepthroater, but he’s so into it that I’m quickly rock hard. He needed this: he needed to serve, and I needed to cum for the second time that day. He's kneeling and arching his back, he knows he has a bubble butt for showing, for worshiping. It's beckoning for a touch while he picks up the pace sucking. Hole is furry, cheeks lightly furry, soccer legs furry af. Is that sweat I feel on the hole, or... Doesn't matter. I haven't felt an ass this great since the divorce six months ago. I get him on the bed and bury my head deep. I could die: it's sweet--never thought I'd say it, but his ass is actually fucking sweet. It's not lube, it's a linger of sweat, soap, and water, but more than anything: him. His whole being is now at my mouth and finger tips. He's pushing back, I'm aiming forward. He's moaning and pushing my head into his ass, and I tell him to stand....he's red all over and just waiting for me to make the next move. Should I kiss him? I never have after rimming a total stranger. Fuck it: he needs it. I kiss deep and feel our tongues dance. He's lifting his leg onto the bed, turns around again. So more rimming it is, except now we can both sprawl on the bed comfortably. Before diving in I admire the glistening of his hairs catching what light comes through the curtain. He's winks the hole, showing his control and then pushes back. I'm buried and start diving in deep with my tongue. "I think I'm in love," I say laughingly. He laughs and tightens, and I know I've caught him off guard. So instead of keeping it awkward I reach for the lube and apply to his hole. It's tighter around my finger, and he winces and moans. I'm ready to go in so I keep him on his belly and enjoy the first entry. He's breathing heavy, I tell him to relax, he does so instantly. He takes direction well. I’m somehow harder and in no time the pace is going. He's good, follows well. Hole is very responsive to every thrust, every spasm of my dick, every jolt of pre-cum, which he starts asking more about. Is he in a hurry? I'm enjoying this too much and don't care if he has plans. I pull out and before I can tell him what's next he's turning around and taking my cock in his mouth. I didn't even ask him, he just does it. Only one guy before ever did that and it grossed me out back then. But this perfect stranger...it's more than technique. It's more than intensity. It's more than the anonymity. It's everything I've ever dreamed about in a man, physically. And he's doing everything I've ever wanted to do to a man but was too scared to. He moans believably, his breath syncing mine. This guy genuinely loves to get fucked. His hole is telling me. He's earned a kiss after sucking my cock so well, after it's been buried deep in his ass. So what if I have hangups about ass to dick to mouth. This guy makes me forget my inhibitions, and all that matters is him. Everything him. It's intense, sweaty, and just keeps going. Because I'm enthralled and still in shock that I could lay such a 10, I'm more concerned with him. He’s on his back, I pull out, lift his legs to his chest and just stare at his hole. It’s fucking perfect. I go into for the eat, my first time ever eating a hole I had been plowing. I never even ate my ex's ass after fucking him, but the urge to lick that hole, bury my face deep between those perfect cheeks, I need to know what I'm missing out on. Without thinking, I'm tongue deep. Fuck, he tastes even better than before. Is that even possible? He keeps asking if I'm going to cum and I keep cursing myself for having cum in the morning. Why couldn't I? Why wouldn't I? 40 minutes later, on his back with one left along my chest, he's cumming and spewing all over his chest. He's heaving with every thrust and squirt, and his hole tightens like a spigot. He's sweaty and sex funky just the way he should be. He even lies two minutes looking at the sweaty sheets, at my scrawny frame, dazed. Asks if I’m going to cum and I can tell my response disappoints. I kiss him, but he’s less into it than before. The usual "that was fun" and "I was just at the gym," lines. Dressing. "I'll walk you out," I tell him, and he smiles to the side like if he thinks I'm joking. Outside, his eyes catch the light like the gold obsidian you can only find in Mexico. I tell him my name, my real name for a change and he tells me his, which is the fake name I always give to tricks. I chuckle and he just looks at me, maybe my dimples caught him off guard. Says he works for a company in town after I ask my dumb questions to see if we might fuck again. "Ok, I'm parked up the way, bye," and I decide to let him get to his car alone, presumably parked far for discretion. From my driveway watching him walk away I lift my fingers to my nose and close my eyes to inhale. I stare at his back, good posture, that ass on the verge of badonking, and has an interesting walk. He’s about to turn the corner and so under my breath I whisper the same, laughable words I said earlier while eating him out. It would be nearly a year before I'd taste him again.
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Part 2: But first, a Cum Dumpery Detour
HornyForManAss posted a blog entry in Falling for a Cum Vessel
Falling for a Cum Vessel, pt. 2 But First, A Cum Dumpery Detour I hadn’t cum. Fuck my life. Despite my awe over fucking the athletic, handsome man with hair in all the right places I didn’t even cum. How fucking rude. And then a pandemic happened and I figured once would have to be enough for getting so close to perfection. Around Halloween I started exploring cum dumpery fun with an out-of-towner who would coordinate tops to stop by in 15 minute increments to load him. The first time I was the fifth loader, my first time fucking a true dump: door open, dark room, ass up, sloppy wet hole. I remember my pubes got really wet with the loads of the men before me. I came fucking him slowly because the sensation of a cum hole was so new. He said no one had ever cum in him with such slow fucking before, and the following times I was the fourth and third load, respectively. I was starting to like this. At New Years he wanted me to be the first load. I jokingly said I had finally been promoted to first dibs and he said that I’d always get first dibs from now on, which of course went to my head. Somehow, when a cum dump tells you that you’ve got a “really, really great dick,” you just need to believe it. It’s December 30 and he can be ass up and fresh for me starting at 11 p.m. I’m stoked, hadn’t cum in days and even arrived a little early. He accommodates and lets me get at it 10 minutes early. He’s expecting five more cocks and I’m somehow able to record the hottest ejaculation of my life. I tell him I’ll be back later. Walking out I see the red taillights of a car going by slowly, so a thought pops in my head: scope out the next guy walking in. Why not, I figured, the first time I loaded this dump he made me wait a couple minutes and I glimpsed the top before me. It’s now 11:16 and maybe the second top will see me walking to my truck. Sure enough that slow car is the next top. He’s tall, white, good build, can’t really make out his face, and walks with a rush. I start jerking as he walks in knowing the hole I stretched not three minutes before was about to get loaded again. He probably knew he wasn’t the first top, which turned me on even more knowing he wanted the hole loaded. I decided to wait to leave until he walked out, you know, to see if he lasted longer than me. About five minutes later top 2 walks out and I smile knowing he couldn’t have felt as good as me. Meanwhile, I’m about to leave when I see another car drive by slowly and park a few doors down. Surely top 3 will notice top 2 walking by. I’m stroking watching all this—tops scoping out tops—thanks to the cum dump. Sure enough third top walks up with the same rush in his step, and I start a timer to see how he stacks up. I end up watching six guys total go in and out (sly fucker, had only said five), and I figure his hole is definitely sloppy by now. I message to say I’m nearby and if he's ready for my second load. I wait a minute and see a silver sedan drive by slowly, come to stop in front of the house, but doesn’t park. Weird. I walk in and hell if it doesn’t reek of sweat, spit, and cum. I ask and says he got “seven, no wait, eight loads,” and freely admits that he was able to get a sixth top. He’s not even finished telling me about the sixth that I’m already pushing into his gaping hole, cock catching all drops of cum sticking to his hole hairs. My pubes are instantly drenched after the first thrust and I can’t fucking believe this slut let me and six guys walk in and use him, and so efficiently. He didn’t see any of our faces, probably let them all record and photograph him, too. My senses are out of control and next thing I know I’m shooting hard up his loose hole. I’m walking out satisfied, accomplished, and sleepy. In my truck I see another car pull up and a big chubby black guy with an orange cap walks up to the house. This must be the top-off load, even though the dump said I was the last. Shouldn’t matter, and yet, I wait until the top walks out and leaves. I know I don’t own the dump—he could never be owned—but I can’t shake this need to know who loaded him, how they compared to me, what happened to the load(s), and of course, wishing I could inspect the hole and play with the loads in him to make sure it can continue serving. It was now almost 2 a.m., December 31, and sitting in my truck outside the dump’s house I realized that I had barely scratched the surface: this new kink needed exploring. I wanted to feel that power over another man, feel him quiver for my cum with his hole, which made me feel like more of a man. I wanted to fuck more dumps, feel that velvety texture of a freshly used hole, and to know that the hole was mine after loading it. I knew more men like this dump existed who'd like that. I knew there’d be risks associated, but fuck it, because I knew I would see this new kink all the way through. What I didn’t know was that in less than a week I would be reunited with the Cum Vessel and that he would become the new kink. -
Let me tell you about myself quickly. My name is Josh I am 20 years old, ladies man, athletic and a student at the local University. Until two weeks ago I would have said I was a straight lad who loved fucking women and was not gay at all! Between studying and working I don't have much time left for exercising, so my evening jogs had become a welcome routine and somewhat relaxing distraction. So as I jogged along the path at my local park, I thought I saw someone walking the opposite direction as me on the other side, its not unusual to see people in the park at this time of the evening so I thought nothing of it, and besides I lost sight of them as I rounded a few trees. Deciding to finish my jog with a 100 metre sprint I headed towards the public toilets at a furious pace. Panting heavily and out of breath I reached the public toilets, deciding then to take a piss and refill my water bottle. The toilet was dimly lit inside and to my surprise I was not alone, there was a older man using one of the two urinals. Looking up he acknowledged me and said "Evening lad, been running have you?" I nervously stepped up next to him with sweat running from my brow, unzipping as I replied, trying to keep my eyes on the wall in front of me. "Yes, thanks" "I'll bet you're thirsty boy" I looked over unsure what he meant, his tone different, more authoritarian. "Yeah I-" I broke off my reply, my eyes had looking down to his hands, which were shaking off the last few drops of urine from his cock. But more than that, he was stroking it, and what a cock it was. It must have been around 8 inches long, thick with an angry dark purple head. I was lost for words and forgot completely about my need to piss, I just stood still with my dick in my hands... "I'll bet your real thirsty boy, I have got something for you" his tone definitely had a strong in control edge to it. Suddenly he raised his voice slightly and said "You little faggot, you've been staring at my cock and you're getting hard!" I snapped out of my trance staring at his cock, eyes flicking between my hardening dick, 6 inches when fully erect, and his manly cock. "I'm not gay!" I hastily replied. "Like fuck you aren't! Your mouth is watering at the sight of a real mans cock!" and with that he reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling it towards his own thick cock. I could have resisted but for some reason I didn't, partly in shock I allowed myself to be led by him. My fingers instinctively wrapped around him as best they could naturally. His cock felt warm, solid and heavy. "I knew you were a fag" he then stated, "get on your fucking knees". There I was holding a cock in my hand, a cock that for the first time in my life, wasn't my own. A cock to someone who looked more than twice my age, and my own cock was strangely rock solid. I slid to my knees, confused but unable to resist. I had this overwhelming feeling that I wanted this. My hand began to stroke his cock, feeling it hardening even more and becoming ever firmer, heavier, fuller. "Open your mouth slut" as if they were the magic words my mouth fell open, my mouth watering instantly. I was given no warning, nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. He grabbed my head and rammed his hard throbbing cock into my mouth. This wasn't to be a blowjob, this wasn't going to be sexy, like one of the blowjobs my girlfriend had given me. No it was forceful, powerful, I was being facefucked like a slut. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, I tried to pull away. His hands held my head firmly, his cock pulling back only to thrust again. I could taste the pre cum from the end of his cock, and the manly taste of a hot warm cock. All of a sudden he thrust deep into my throat, holding my face tight to his crotch as I struggled weakly against him. My throat convulsing and gagging. "God that feels amazing you little slut, you were born for this" My head felt like it was about to explode, his thick cock was stopping any air from getting to my lungs. Finally just before I felt I would pass out he pulled it out, strings of sticky saliva hanging from his cock and my mouth. "Work it fag boy" I looked up at him, kneeling on a dirty public toilet floor, with his cock at my lips and tears in my eyes having just been used. I felt dazed, like I was in a dream. But my own cock was so hard. I started kissing the head of his cock before parting my lips slightly and letting the head slip back into my mouth. I wanted to make this stranger cum, I did not know why but I wanted to give him a good blowjob. I began bobbing my head, trying to take him further each time, my hand working his shaft while my other cupping and massaging his balls. For a time the only sounds to be heard were my slurping as I messily sucked my first cock, and his grunts and moans. "Here it comes fag boy" his cock swelling in my mouth. His hands grabbing my head again as he began thrusting faster, more frantically. At this point I panicked. I'm not sure if it was the realisation of what I was doing and the fact a stranger was about to cum in my mouth, or that I realised I would be truly a faggot if I tasted his cum. Either way it was now pointless, he grinned down at me while I struggled, holding my head tight. His thrusts became shorter and harder. Then he exploded in my mouth. Hot sticky, gooey and foul tasting cum. Those are the only words I can think of to describe it, my mouth was quickly filled, what with the huge cock and increasing amounts of his cum there was not much room and his cum began dribbling out of my mouth as he pulled out, forcing my jaw closed. "Swallow it faggot." He ordered as his last few spurts of cum hit my face, and he rubbed my face with his cock painting it like a cheap whore. I swallowed his cum, it slid down the back of my throat, which was sore from such rough use. I coughed as I swallowed, bringing the flavour flooding back into my mouth. He pulled his softening cock back into his pants and half slapped my face, "thanks cock sucker, be here the same time tomorrow." As he walked out I looked down there was a small pool of my cum on the floor between my knees and my cock was still hard but constantly dripping. I ran my hand across my face, covering it with the strangers cum, and didn't hesitate to lick it, to taste it again, this made my own cock drip even more and I promptly lowered my hand to my cock and stroked it using the strangers cum as lubricant. It did not take 20 seconds before I was bucking my hips as I shot my load at the surreal event that just happened and the smell of cum and cock that filled my nostrils were a added stimulas. Heading home with a belly full of a strangers cum I felt weirdly liberated, happy that I had finally found my purpose in life as a cock sucker. Thank you for reading this story and please check my other stories in other categories, if you enjoy them leave a comment or hit the like button. Many thanks!
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I’m traveling today for work and decided to try my luck at a truck stop near Atlanta. Browsed Grindr while eating my lunch and no real luck. I finished eating and went to the bathroom. A very fit black olde black man followed me. I smiled at him as he adjusted his big package and motioned for him to join me in the stall. Once inside he made me face the wall and pulled my gym shorts down to reveal my bare ass in a jockstrap. He laughed and just mumbled “I knew it fag” in my ear. No Lube only his spit he started to pump his huge cock into me raw. I was moaning so he put his hand on my mouth as people were in and out of the bathroom. He started going harder and even felt his big balls slapping and sticking against my ass. He grabbed my neck with one hand and covered my whimpering mouth with the other and slamming his throbbing BBC deep into me as he bred my loose hole. I could feel the cum running down my leg. Said nothing and just walked out. I’m wearing a black jock under thin white silky shorts so the Walk of Shame back to the car was obvious what I’m about. I never clean loads out of my pussy, I like feeling it. I’m back to driving and he came so much into me that I actually feel wet. Hoping for more loads on the way home.
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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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Here is another story from my past. Part 1 ----- I was on the western coast and visiting some old friends. I used to bartend with this crew and we frequently got up to no good. I was only in town for a few days, but I really crammed in as much fun as I could. We all met up in the evening, went out, relived some old memories, and stayed up way too late. We used to get into the harder stuff, but we had all mostly calmed down, but tonight we decided to partake in a few familiar extra curricular that had us all soaring for the night. I was nearing my 30s but I hadn't quite settled down. I was able to work a really interesting job that kept me busy and allowed me to travel, but I was almost too busy to get into any trouble anymore. However, on this trip I had a full 72 hours of hedonism ahead of me. I was fit, horny, and incredibly hungry for the party. My friends and I were out late and in the end we all ingested some MDMA and powder. We were being foolish and loud, and I was too distracted to look for sex. However, when everyone else started crashing and calling it quits for the night as they had jobs and families to get back to, I was alone. I was staying at a friends place and she was out of town but her roommates were not. I went back for a while, but I couldn't sleep and it wasn't long before I started to crave sex and debauchery. When I lived here before I dabbled in bareback sex, but I had never had a man cum inside me, and I certainly had never set myself up as a cumdump. Since moving away I had gotten into bareback sex, but only while under the influence of drugs and alcohol. I was so horny to get fucked, but I was in a fairly small city and I didnt have a place to hook up. Still, I logged into Grindr and hookup apps and sites on my phone hoping I would be able to figure something out. Heck, Id book a hotel if I had to. While the night was fun, I didn't over-consume any drugs and I had a few baggies left over from the night. I also was flying home the next day so I knew I had to use it or lose it. I also felt myself starting to get a bit sleepy. I crawled into the bed in my friends place and considered my options. I started at one of the baggies on the bedside table and said, "Fuck it", and swallowed a pill and took a couple rips of powder. Just as I opened up Grindr I got a message from a guy who used to hit on me when I lived here. I was using an anonymous profile, so I know he didnt know it was me. He simply wrote, "You looking for fun?". I wrote back, "Yes. Really horny, can't host though. Bottom here." I sent a pic of my ass in undies. Him: "Hot. Here is my dick. I can host. Come over". He sent his address. We never hooked up in the past. He always seemed too eager and over the top. I didnt want a long experience with one guy, I wanted short experiences with many guys. But the drugs were hitting and I was getting horny. I decided I should be somewhat honest. Me: "You might not remember me, but we used to chat. I have not slept yet, was out with friends, and def still feeling it a bit. Is that okay?" I sent him a face pic. He didnt respond for a few minutes. So I decided to get up and take a shower and clean up, just in case. When I got out there was a message. Him: "Come on over. We can relax in the hottub for a bit and then I can fuck you. ;)" I called a taxi. ----- When I arrived he was at the door waiting in a bathrobe with a giant smile on his face. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but I figured this was the best I was going to get. I was definitely high, probably visibly so, but I didnt care. I wouldnt be back to this town for a while. I felt desperate and alone, a bad combo for a horny submissive wannabe cumdump who has lost his inhibitions. He had me strip at the door, while he just stood there and smiled. He put a rubber cock ring on my cock and started sucking it right there at the entryway of his house. I really didnt want to get sucked, so I pushed him off and tried to find an excuse. "Sorry, I dont want to cum." No worries he replied. I was naked except for my socks when he handed me a bathrobe and took my hand, leading me away. We headed to his back deck as I finished disrobing, throwing my socks around his place. As we walked I admired his body, and thought, "well, at least I am with someone". As we passed the kitchen he grabbed a tumbler with a drink in it and handed it to me. "Let's keep the party going?" I took it and swallowed the whole drink in one gulp. He poured me another and took me outside. It was winter and cold, so the deck was slippery and I was out of it so I stumbled and slipped a few times. He caught me but my bathrobe was falling off. Thankfully his back deck was hidden from view of neighbours and I was fine to be naked. We jumped in the tub. He is an middle-aged man, average fitness, and his cock was rock hard and dripping. He clearly was excited. I could see his cock bouncing as he sat across from me in the tub. The hot water and jets were soothing, but the drugs and alcohol were working me and my dick was rock hard. He started at it for a bit, while we sat there silently. He had the same smile the entire time, like he was appreciating a long sought after prize. He waded over across the tub and grabbed my dick and whispered in my ear. "What do you want?" I moaned, but I grabbed his hand from my dick and moved it to my asshole as I moved my legs up. He moved in closer and started to finger my hole. He used his other hand to grab my dick. Again, I really didnt want to cum or be pleasured in this way so I grabbed his hand and said "No, Sorry, I really dont want to cum". While doing this I pulled him a bit closer, so his dick was inches away from ass. He continued to lightly finger me. Him: "Oh, so you want to get fucked eh?" Big smile on his face. He reached behind me to where his housecoat was hanging bringing his body up and out of the water and his dick right in front of my face. I was spinning and so horny, I instantly put it in my mouth. He groaned. He stayed for a bit, but then hopped back in the water and handed me something. A bottle of poppers. I opened the poppers and took a few really deep hits. As soon as it started hitting me the combo of drugs, booze, and poppers made me insatiable. I was losing control. I pulled his body closer to mind and the head of his dick hit my hole. He was about 7inches and average thickness, uncut. I had zero intentions of fucking in the water, but I wanted to feel his dick. He pushed slightly. We kept this up silently for a few minutes, him with his eyes mostly shut, and me taking hits of poppers and downing the second drink. Him: "Fuck. Oh man. You want it bad. We should go upstairs." I didnt wait for any discussion, I just pulled myself out of the water so he could get a good view of my ass. I left the house coat there and walked inside and headed towards the stairs. I knew he would follow. I grabbed my clothes and brought them upstairs with me and took a quick detour to the bathroom, yelling downstairs, "Just gonna run to the bathroom. Meet you in the bedroom" In the bathroom I looked at myself, with my pupils heavily dilated, my body shaking a bit from the cold outside and the exhaustion, and rock hard cock I looked like. a hungry cockslut cliché. I opened my phone and looked at Grindr, seeing that he was online just meters away, while also seeing lots of other new guys online. At this point it was 10am on a Sunday. Lots of closeted men around I bet, looking to release their loads. I broke up some powder and took a few lines and decided to swallow another pill before heading back out the hallway to the bedroom. His bedroom and the bathroom were connected, and on the other side of the bedroom seemed to be a den that was also connected to the bathroom. When I got to the bedroom he was laying back on the bed on his phone and set out on the nightstand were a few sex toys, another bottle of poppers, condoms, and lube. I jumped on the bed as well. I started sucking his cock while he was on his phone. He was enjoying himself and put the phone down and closed his eyes. I was really hungry and horny, and I was thinking, I need to finish this and head out to a hotel. I was so horny and I knew one dick wasn't going to be enough. I needed to fill this day with sex. HIs cock was rock hard and I decided it was time to roll over. I went facedown into the pillows, not saying a word, and put my ass up. He seemed to get the hint and got up behind me. He started rimming my hole and reached out under neath me to grab my dick. I didnt mind as it seemed he was going to fuck me soon after a good rimming, but shortly after he started sucking my cock again. I let him continue for a minute, but I couldnt handle it for long. I moaned, "Please fuck me. I really want it" I pulled his body forward so his dick was against my ass. It was a bit abrupt and violent, but I wanted it so bad. He fell hard on top of me. I reached back and grabbed his dick and positioned it at my hole. He slipped in slightly. He groaned, pumped in a little then pulled out completely. "Sorry man. We should really use a condom. Can I suck you some more". He pulled me over onto my side. He had a really frustrated look on his face, and I am sure I did to. I decided this wasn't going to work. Me: "Sorry man. This isn't what I need. I need to get fucked. I should go." He looked really disappointed. Him: "I just want to suck you for a bit. It really turns me on. Please?" I was really feeling the mix of everything and I couldn't even bother to pretend. Me: "No, I just really want to get fucked. Im gonna get a hotel and invite some guys over." His face looked so surprised. I could tell he wasn't expecting that, nor was he ready to let me go. He was slowly rubbing my dick and it felt good, but I could tell I was getting too close. "You have to stop, I really dont want to cum, I just want to get fucked". He had a really pervy grin on his face. Him: "Okay. Why don't you just invite guys here?" I was surprised. I really didnt expect that. Him: "I really like to watch. I have a cam set up here already, so I can just hang out in the other room while you get fucked. That really turns me on and that way we both get what we want. You seem partied up, dont you want to get fucked?" He suddenly was so persuasive and demanding. Sexy even. My cock jumped. He was staring me right in the eyes. Him: "I was already chatting with a few guys. You don't need a hotel, you can just do it here. What do you think?" I didnt hesitate. "Yeh. Okay. But you have to stay there and we pretend I am alone. I am going to be blindfolded, ass up, and taking dick. You can send guys over too, but Ill use my phone as well. No recording though. We will message each other on Grindr." He smiled. "Deal" He jumped off the bed and started setting things up. Camera was positioned near the side of the bed, but it was discreet, on a desk. No one would see it. The curtains were drawn. I went back to the bathroom took a few more lines and looked in the mirror again. I looked awful, but horny. I came out of the bathroom twitching and nervously shaking with excitement and he was gone. The sex toys, condoms, and lube were still on the nightstand, but the poppers were gone. I still had the other bottle he had given me. Next to these items was something new. A jockstrap with a hard jock in the front, and a blindfold. I put both on and climbed into bed. My rock hard and leaking cock strained against the hard jock. The blindfold rested on top of my head. He was gone and I am guessing in the other room. Apparently we were both going to get what we wanted. I positioned myself ass up, half on the blankets, but I could tell he turned the heat up, so I just did it to protect some level of modesty. I opened grindr and right away I saw I had three messages. The first was from him. He sent a picture and some text. The picture was of me laying in bed through a computer screen. An image of the video footage he was watching. In front of the screen was his rock hard and leaking cock. The message read, "this is hot. Let me know if you want me to send guys. I know a few who could be into this. Condoms and lube are there for you." I replied back, "Thanks". I didnt intend on using condoms and I dont need to tell him that. He will figure it out on his own. I didnt know what the day was going to bring, but I checked the other messages. Two anonymous and nameless profiles, both under 2 miles away, and both had sent dick pics with messages. I didnt look at the messages very hard, in fact, it was getting hard to read, the lines were swirly. I just sent both a pic of me in a jock strap from my photo gallery, and I sent the location pin with a message that read, "Looking to get fucked here anonymously. I am ass up and face down in bed upstairs. Door is unlocked. You into this? Just want you to come in and fuck me and leave. Cool?" Plus the address and description of the house. I copied this message into my notes so I could use it again. No immediate response from either. I refreshed a couple of times, but still nothing. Decided to go back to the main page and check the other apps and sites to see what was happening. I saw another message come in from the guy who was in the other room. Let's call him Host. Host: "Let me know who is coming over. Im so turned on. Send me their profiles and any pics they send. You ready? I have all day so take as long as you want." Clearly, this was a fantasy of his and I was going to let him have it. I was getting what I wanted, so it didnt matter to me. I sent him screen grabs of who I was chatting with and the messages I sent. He just replied, "Fucking hot". My phone vibrated. One of the guys messaged back. "Cool. Be there in 10 minutes". I decided I wanted to up the game and really get things twisted. I got off the bed and went into the bathroom, bringing one of the medium sized buttplugs and lube. I messaged Host to tell him someone was coming over and I just wanted to prepare a bit. In the bathroom I dumped one of the baggies I had into the bottle of lube and swirled it around. The bottle was half empty so this was going to be a strong booty bump experience. I stuck a finger in my hole with a bit wad of spiced up lube and followed it up with the butt plug. I inserted it all the way in and left it there, hopping back onto the bed. I sent Host a message. Me: "he will be here shortly." Host responded, "Have fun. Ill be watching". There were some other messages, a response from one of the original two. The other guy said no thanks, then his profile disappeared. Rather know now than waste time. I saw the other profile getting closer and closer. I put the blindfold over my eyes, took a huge hit of poppers, and got into position. The buttplug felt amazing, I was rolling really heavily, and feeling like I was about to get exactly what I wanted. ----- -
My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.- 14 replies
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A A4A member hit me up. In town and needing to nut. Told me to meet him at a local store. Men's room, last stall and strip to my panties. Text him when ready. Code knock on the door and there it was, A cock to service! Semi hard already. Shoved it in my mouth and started fucking it in and out. Didn't take long and he fired a huge load in my mouth! Fucking massive load. Pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock on my face. "Good job slut" and he was gone. I love sucking strange cock!
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This story is a true account of my weekend trip to Towyn, a small place in Wales. I have changed the name of the man I met for discretion and for the purpose of telling this experience, I will refer to him as Mike. A little about me, 29, male, verse and living just outside of Manchester. I've written about my experiences on this site before, but due to the lockdown, I've had a lack of action these last few months lol. Anyway, last weekend I travelled to Wales as I have family who live in Llandudno and was going to be there from Thursday - Sunday. Whilst there, I updated my profile on Fab to look to see if there were any local men wishing to meet. My profile is quite self explanatory, bareback only and preferably looking for older tops. Whilst checking my messages on Friday, I had the usual pic hunters and people wanting to bone over the phone, but not much in the way of actual meets. I enjoyed my little trip as best I could but I really was getting annoyed at the lack of action, so I opted for Grindr to try my luck! And it worked, thank fuck for apps! I got chatting to Mike on Saturday morning, he's 46, top and has a 'I'm the manager, do as your told' type of look shall we say. He was pretty easy to chat to and made it really clear what he wanted, a quick fuck whilst away for the weekend. Luckily for me, he could accommodate. Towyn is quite easy to get to from Llandudno and I agreed to travel to the caravan site he was staying at on Saturday afternoon. At this point, I told my family members I was visiting an old uni friend who had relocated to Rhyl (which was a complete lie) and I made my way to Mike's caravan. Whenever I'm meeting someone new, I always wonder if they'll be nervous and want to chat, if they'll be all business and just want to fuck, or if they will completely back out of it and not want to do the deed. I think both Mike and I had gone a while without sex and he pretty much wanted me on his bed with my legs open, result! I got to the caravan and briefly said 'Hello, it's nice to properly meet you, you have a lovely place' and he'd already ushered me into the bedroom. I was fine with this, less chat, more sex! We kissed for a very short time before he'd slid downy jeans and boxers and he'd turned me onto my stomach and began eating my arse. I loved how he buried his tongue inside my chubby bum and I pushed my arse back into his face as hard as I could. I was slightly uncomfortable as my jeans were now tangled around my legs but he quickly saw to removing them and I took of my t-shirt so that I could properly get on all fours for him. Now he started to eat me out like he'd been starved of sex for months! I was moaning like a slag and I loved how much of an arse enthusiast he was! He switched to playfully biting my bum and started to slip a couple of fingers in my arse and it suddenly dawned on me that I hadn't even had a chance to taste his dick yet! I asked him to lay down on the bed and knelt over him so that he could still get as much as my arse as he wanted and I took his dick out of his boxers so that I could get my fix. His dick wasn't massive, approximately 6.5 inches but he was super sensitive to having the head of his dick licked. He groaned so loudly as I teased him and he started leaking pre-cum in seconds. Clearly, we both needed to cum as soon as possible. After he'd fingered me a little more, I switched around and started to kiss him whilst on top of him and I slowly slid his dick into my chubby arse and sat right down on him, feeling his dick invading my arse and listening to him let out such a relieving 'ohhhhhhh goddddd'. I carried on kissing him and began to ride him nice and slow, feeling him reach round to my bum with his hands as he began to spank and grab my bum cheeks. This drove me wild and I began to pick up the pace and really starting power-bottoming the life out of his dick. I've had none for months, this was mine and I was taking every fucking millimetre of it. He asked me to lay on my back and it's very lucky that I'm flexible, he gripped me by my ankles and put them up as high as possible, right next to my ears and he began to pound the fuck out of me. At this point, I couldn't stay quiet or hide my pleasure and I began screaming out for more. I started wanking my dick like crazy and it was seconds later when I shot my load all over my stomach, I could feel my arse pulsing like mad around his dick and he started to pick up his pace a little more. I was scooping my cum up and eating it and he simply uttered 'I can't hold it any longer' and with one final thrust he forced his dick deep into my arse and shot his cum inside me. I could feel his dick throbbing and he shot 3 thick ropes of cum inside me. I lay there, with my ankles pinned close to my head and when he finally let go of them, I felt like I couldn't properly walk! He fucked me really hard and I could already feel his cum dribbling from my arse and he seemed to enjoy what he saw. I asked if he was going to clean up his mess and he straight away buried his tongue into my arse. There is no better feeling than a man eating his cum out of your arse. He then popped his head back up to make sure I got a good taste of what he'd done to me. Very shortly after this, he was hinting that I needed to leave and I was fine with this and offered to suck him off before leaving, no surprise, he was happy to let me do this! He didn't last long and I got a mouthful of cum from him. I made sure he still had my number and told him we should meet again, I got dressed and then headed back to Llandudno. My family asked what me and my friend got up to, so I told them how we had a socially distant beer and catch up, not sure they would like to hear how I let a stranger breed me 🙂
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A few years ago when Craigslist personals was still active I was in my freshman year at NC State University. I have a high sex drive and was constantly checking out sites like CL and Grindr for quick, and easy hookups. Over time I began to notice many ads about fun in the bathrooms at D.H. Hill Library. The thought of playing in public really turned me on so I messaged one of the ads just trying to get info on where people met up and how to get play started. Luckily the guy gave me all the tips that I now know about cruising and best bathroom and times to go. The next day I had a short day of classes so after finishing up I went to the library around 2. I went to the West wing where it was recommended and I picked second to last stall so I could potentially have someone on the either side. This side of the library was much quieter so fewer interruptions. First guy to come in after I sat down just went to the urinal and I was already getting excited of what might happen. He finished and left when about 5 minutes later someone else comes in and takes the stall to the left of mine. This bathroom has 4 stalls so most people wanting privacy would have taken the one 2 stalls away from me. I quickly got a bit nervous and got ready to bolt, but I took a deep breathe and began to slowly tap my foot as I had been instructed by the guy on CL. Shortly after the guy sticks his fingers under the stall and beckons at me. Nervously I get off the toilet, but have a raging hard on and get my legs under the partition. Quickly my 7 inch cut dick is enveloped by a hand and he begins to stroke me up and down teasing my head. After a bit there is movement on his side as he gets down and puts his lower half under the partition. The guy has thin, but toned legs and a dick that wasn't very big at around 5.5, but had decent girth and was beautifully cut. In a low, commanding voice he told me to suck him. I began to rub his legs as I bent over with my ass near the partition and obeyed. Internally I was still panicking about this all, but I was so damn turned on. I kept sucking him quite sloppily getting his dick wet and down my throat. As I did this he began to rub my ass under the stall. I kept bobbing on his tasty dick when he again commanded, *Sit on it." I was not prepared at all for this. I had only come with the intention of oral play so had not brought a condom. I told him as such, but he responded it did not matter and again commanded me to sit on it. My fear of STI's quickly came to my head and again I wanted to bolt, but I just stood there on my knees staring at his dick. Finally I thought to myself fuck it, I will try it this one time. I told him ok and turned around and began to squat hovering over his bare dick. I hear a loud spit and then felt wet fingers probing at my hole. I began to leak precum and get even harder and knew this was the point I was going to go through with it. After he got me nice and wet I slowly brought my ass down to the tip of his dick. And then further and further and further down. He was all the way in me and I was in exstacy. Once I got comfortable with him inside he began to fuck me hard from underneath the stall pounding away at my prostate. I kept bouncing back on him trying to feel his raw dick as deep inside of me as possible. My precum kept leaking and dripping over my legs with all the motion and he started to whisper how hot my bare ass was and that I should keep meeting him and others in bathrooms. After a few minutes of him fucking me, without warning he began to grunt and I felt my ass getting filled up. He went soft and pulled out with some of the cum spilling on the floor. He quickly pulled his pants up and left the bathroom while I stood there still squatted in a daze. I could not believe what had just happened, but I was still rock hard. I ended up jacking off until I blew my own huge load. After cumming I got a huge wave of guilt and fear of what I might have just gotten from a stranger. I left in a panic and told myself I would never go back. But, as you can infer from this story dear reader, I did go back. Many more times in fact and I think over the few years after I was at NC State I got a few more loads from this guy. But I guess I will never know as I never saw his face and that is half the thrill of it.
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I am back with another real incident that happened 2 weeks back. Since I cheated my boyfriend (we are 10+ years in relationship and were monogamous) in Vegas, that incident kind of made me so slutty, just thinking of it makes me so horny. My boyfriend had a conference 2 weeks back and he was out for 4 days left on Tuesday and coming back on Friday. I was so horny thinking of vegas incident (read cheating boyfriend) and wanted to fuck around more. I never being to any sex club and after researching online I found out blow buddies sf and got courage to try that. They have naked Wednesdays. I decided let me try that. So I went there at around 9PM it was kind of empty when I arrived and at the door they let me know that its naked Wednesday so need to be all stripped down and only with shoes. This was first time I was in any sex club and being naked in any gathering. I am nervous and at the same time super excited. I stripped down and put my stuffs in locker. Then with hesitant I went inside the play area where u have maze, glory holes and some kind of booths. I walked for sometime and couple of mid aged guys were following me and in some turns will be touching me. It was 1st for me I was exited and so much nervous. After sometime one guy grabbed my cock while I was walking and I stopped then he started shagging my cock. I didn’t stop him so he started sucking me and man he was so good. Then he took me to one of the booth and again sucked me for sometime and then he turned around and was trying to put my dick in his hole. I said condom and then he went out and got a condom and I fucked him good and he took my cum in his mouth. I went for a smoke in the outdoor area and I was still horny I walked around for sometime then I saw this hot guy may be early 40s, toned body, hairy chest and with good dick like 7.5” and thick. He looked at me and I looked at him. He went to a booth and blinked. I didn’t understand and walked passed. After sometime we crossed again and this time he put his hand on my ass and dragged me to a booth. We kissed and then he forced my head towards his dick. I started sucking him bending forward. After sometime time he put one finger in my ass and I was super turned on. I positioned myself better so that he can finger bette. He kept fingering 1st one finger and then 2. After sucking him some more time he turned me around and started to rim me. I was in cloud 9, so super horny and since I didn’t get fucked for a long time (sex in that matter as my bf and I stopped having sex for a long time) I was super horny. Then he started to rub his cock and I wanted to get fucked badly. He started pushing his cock inside me then I said condom and he grabbed one (there was condom in the booth and lubes too) he took one and I turned around to get fucked. There are holes in the booth and one guy was watching from the hole and grabbed my cock and then started pulling my cock to suck. I obliged and through hole he started sucking me and this guy slowly started inserting his cock in me. I was having best time and closed my eyes in pleasure. This guy then started fucking me hard and deep. He was deep inside me and I can feel and hear his balls throbbing my ass and I started moaning a bit (usually I don’t moan but I did). He was fucking me hard and holding my shoulders and hair sometime. After sometime he released and I also came in the guy’s mouth sucking me from the hole. Then I turned around and he said sorry the condom fell somewhere down when he was pulling out. I said that’s ok (I didn’t at all thought what has happened and thought that can definitely happen when u pull out after an instense fucking though my ass felt little wet). At this point I was feeling something like 1st time in sex club, got fucked by a total stranger and cheating my boyfriend. I left and came home. I went to toilet and found cum out of my ass and then I realized what has happened in blow buddies. I have been stealth (thanks to this site I have read many experiences and stories). I was super scared and freaked out. But at the same time I was super super horny thinking about what just happened (blow buddies reviews said it was more of safe sex club which definitely didn’t happen with me). Next day I went to clinic and got PEP (I don’t want to get hiv). I am becoming a super slut now (or have become already). I have my appointment for PrEP next week. Now I think I want to go to more such sex clubs (cheating my bf which adds to my excitement). Reading this site i think i am not weird and many of u do this and make us more horny and sex active. Cant even imagine how i became from a committed person to such slut in couple of weeks after my vegas encounter. Any suggestion where I can go and get fucked and fuck some hole? I just want to have more that slutty and get fucked by strangers or fuck a stranger. Where in sf u would prefer to go?
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I put an ad online to sell our used car. This African-American dude about 5 foot 8 stocky build dreadlocks came over to look at it. We test drove it he liked it and we were negotiating on price when I mentioned that my husband was at work. He said he had been in jail and therefore it doesn't discriminate. Then he looked at me and said I know you want this cock. Is anybody inside? I was shocked and speechless. I told him no one was inside so he parked the car and said let's go inside and negotiate. We got inside went into the bedroom and he whipped out a 9-inch long uncut thick cock and said what sort of discount will you give me if I fuck you? I sucked him until he was so hot to breed me. He turned me around, asked for the lube and only lubed up his cock. My hole was dry as fuck. That didnt stop him. In one motion he planted that entire nine inch cock deep inside me. He pulled out and said okay dude clean me up and I'll go get you some cash for the car. I washed his cock clean and he went and brought back money and his girlfriend to drive the car home. Being that my husband had the other set of keys we are making arrangements for him to come back and get them. When my husband is at work that is.
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I'm becoming such a slut. Last Sunday. At the Treasure Chest in Portland. A beautiful young African man. Probably late 20's. Long hard bone. Curved and cut. He was fit and tall. He barely acknowledged me. I was just a mouth. That was fine with me. I worked that shaft, the head, and stroked while I slid that cock in and out of my throat. His quiet moans let me know he was getting what he needed. His pre-cum was sweet and his cock was slick and shining. It wasn't long before he moaned deeply, gently pulled my head down onto his cock and unloaded directly into my throat. It was amazing feeling that cock pulse and shoot wad after wad of jizz into my gullet. He pulled out and I licked the last drops off the head before he slid that softening cock back into his pants and stepped out. Fuck. I love being a hole for cock.
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It’s difficult to get away from him, the BF. Love him dearly and all that, but I like my own space and I need to be used. A lot. And by a lot of different cocks. A lot of dudes I’ll never see and never know. So, when he’s asleep. Flat out upstairs, I invite them over. The unknown cocks. Leave the door unlocked. Wait in the dark, bent over, pre-lubed, poppered up. Praying. Begging some almighty god I don’t believe in to let them come. And they do. It’s worse than when I first started going to saunas. Lying face down on the plastic covered mattresses and waiting. Hoping someone would come in and load me and terrified they might, all at the same time. It’s worse because there’s the waiting, but there’s the listening too. Checking I can still hear the snoring. Checking there’s no movement upstairs. A long, deep sniff of poppers will throw your hearing range out of whack. Fill your ears with blood. Rush it around your temples faster than he can fuck you. So you freeze in the dark. Bent over the chair. Wait for the soft click of the door handle. Then you sniff. You let him ease in, except there’s no easing, not this time. This time, he slides balls deep upon entry. And he’s got one of those long, thick cocks that thickens even more at the base. Stretches your hole every time he pushes in just a little deeper. But you can’t moan or groan. Can’t call out for him to stop. You can’t make a sound at all. Just listen. Listen to the blood pulsating in your ears. Listen for the snoring above. Paranoid you’re hearing creaks and footsteps. But he doesn’t care. He keeps pulling all the way out, all eight, thick inches, then all the way in, right down to his balls. He thrusts and thrusts, taking your breath away and leaving your hole stinging. The rustle of his jacket, the slap of his balls against your cunt seemingly deafening in the dark. Quicker and faster and less discreet until he drives so far in there’s no going back. You're wet. Dripping. And he rests, just for a second before ripping himself out of you, zipping up and walking away. You're done in. Your hole feels stretched and exhausted. Fatigued. And you wait for the spots to fade in front of your eyes. There's a vibration. Your phone. No springing chirp of Grindr. Just a flash of yellow and a quick buzz. 'Thanks,' he says, and you watch his profile slipping further away. Another buzz. You reply. Bend over. Wait for the click of the door for cock number two to violate your cum filled ass. Thrust. Cum. Rinse and repeat.
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I've got to say I'm pretty frustrated with the men in my area. I don't get alot of chances to have fun what with work and kids taking most of my time so the only time I really get to play are days during the week I'm off work and the kids are at school. I can't tell how many times I've been on Grindr or A4A and have been talking to someone who act like they want to breed me only to have them flake out. I'm pretty clear about what I want and at first they seem eager then nothing. Not really sure what I have to do to get people to follow through and fill me up. Any suggestions on things to try?
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This is my first post on the board so I hope comes across OK. Recently, I'd been thinking about hooking up with a guy again. It's always been in the back of my mind. But, I'd never seemed to work up the urge to fill it it until this last weekend. My first experience was after college back in the 1990s. It went well until we were interrupted by the dude's grandparents coming by for a visit. Even though he got them to go away it spoiled the mood, and I took off. Anyways, fast forward to yesterday. I'd been thinking about scratching that itch. But, wasn't quite sure how to go about it. I ended up finding myself at an adult bookstore in north Oakland. It was pretty dark with three or five guys hanging around the halls checking everyone that came in. I didn't make eye contact. But, could feel the eyes on me. I walked into one of the booths. But, left the door unlocked, feeding a couple of coupons into the machine. After no interest, I checked out a couple of other booths, still not drawing any action. I'm a super chub so figured maybe that didn't help at all. About to give up, I went back to the first booth where some guy was standing outside. I excused myself so I could get into it. This time I left it unlocked and slightly ajar. The dude must've got the message. :-) Within a minute I heard the door creep open and in walked a guy. Must've been in his mid-30s. Average build. It was pretty dim. But, I could see a slight bulge in his sweat pants. He came over and gently rubbed my crotch for a moment before I unbuckled my pants and let them down for him, followed by my underpants. He slowly rubbed my cock. I finally told him I wanted to sit down. I took a seat in front of him. But, didn't let him, immediately going for his sweat pants, which he let me pull down. He had a nice average sized cock with a decent amount of red pubic hair. I rubbed it for a moment before taking it into my mouth. It felt so good to have his cock in my mouth. It truly is like riding a bike. I took it into my mouth giving it a gentle sucking. He obviously liked what I was doing because I could hear the slight moans. I didn't "hoover" him like some guys say is the best way to do it. Just a gentle up and down, varying how much of the shaft to take in, alternated with gently dancing the tip of my tongue across his head and the eye of his penis. This went on for about five minutes, or so. When it sounded like he was getting close to popping, I took his shaft as deep as I could. I took him out of my mouth and wanted to rub it a bit. But, that wasn't going to happen as he blew his load, with most of it landing on my pants, shirt and a bit on my legs. He apologized for it. But, I told him not to worry about it. Before he left, I asked him if it was good. I wanted some honest feedback. He said, "Oh yea!" with a contented sound to his voice. So I'm happy. My first blow in a long time was apparently a success, and now I'm on the Breeding Zone looking at exploring gay sex further.
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The last time I was bred was just under a month ago. I was bored and horny whilst I was at work. I was working in a different town, covering for a co worker whilst they were on holiday, so i decided to jump online for some fun. I got talking to a guy on grindr and within ten minutes we had decided I was getting fucked. I had told him I was working alone and that I sell houses and I had an empty show home we could fuck in. He said that he'd be over when he finishes his work at 5pm. I had told him that i was going to try find a blindfold and that I'll be waiting in the show home for him. Annoyingly I couldn't find anything that would work for a blindfold so the next best thing was a towel that I could put over my head. As agreed I went to the top of the stairs and dropped my trousers and bent over, covering my head with the towel. A couple of minutes later I heard the show home door opening, I was getting excited, the guy walked up the stairs and stopped in front of me, he dropped his trousers and pushed his cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock for a couple of minutes, not nearly as long as I'd like, but it was clear he mainly wanted to fuck. He positioned himself behind me and spit on my ass and with very little hesitation pushed his bare cock deep inside me. Usually I'd need a few moments for my ass to ease up so it's not sore, but with this guy it was instantaneous. He started pounding away very hard and fast, slapping my ass a few times. he grabbed both of my shoulders and was thrusting as deep as he could, i could tell he was about to cum. After only a couple of minutes he pushed inside of me one last time and came inside me, he released his grip on my shoulders and very very slowly let his cock slip out of me, I knew I had been filled to the brim with his cum. He then stood up, pulled up his trousers and walked out of the show home. I stayed in that position for a little bit afterwards, every time I get filled with cum I have an instant desire for more so I got back on grindr and searched for more cock. Unfortunately after half an hour of searching no one was able to come over and breed me again so I pulled up my trousers and went back to the sales office next to the show home. For the next hour I was sat in the sales office with a strangers cum deep inside me, getting rock hard knowing that I had no idea what he looked like or what his name was.
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I believe I might be having too much fun with this webforum... Another erotic story about me getting infected with genital herpes from a random guy's coldsore. It's kind of the sequel to this story: https://breeding.zone/topic/35567-the-oral-doctor-herpes-fantasy/#entry394128 Not enough people commented on that one either so please do when you get the chance! same with this one be specific too. It turns me on so much reading your feedback on all this... seriously... Once again the narrator/main character is based off of me. Sorry if there some grammer errors. I was excited to post this but seriously, please reply and share your input I always had a very nasty mind when it came to sex but I always tried to keep it to myself most of the time. One strange fetish I had was with coldsores/herpes. For some odd reason, I found it very erotic of the thought of a man with a coldsore to go down on me and suck me off and infect me with a stinging virus. I posting on webforums about it all the time looking for guys to share the fantasy with. I even went as far as writing an erotic story about a doctor infecting me with herpes and posted it on a webforum site called breedingzone. Pretty twisted right? I never had a coldsore in my life. I knew it would be very possible for me to get infected if I really found some guy to go through with the fantasy. I was 100% sure when I tested negative for hsv1 through a bloodtest. It made me want it even more... I read online that 85% of adults have the virus anyway. Strange that i was one of the uninfected, at least at that time was. It remained a fantasy until I met him… I was 18 years old at the time. tall, slim, brunette, tan, and handsome looking. It was my first day at my cheap ass community college. At 8am I arrived at my first class. I walked inside the room and chose the first front seat I saw. After I sat down I sensed a ‘presence’ nearby… I turned my head to the left and was somewhat startled by a man sitting next to me who I didn’t notice at first. This is EXACTLY what he looks like, except 10-15 years older (early/mid 40s) For a brief moment I stared into his pale blue/gray soul-piercing eyes. I saw that he was tall and skinny like I was with a chiseled face, except he was older than I was. I then noticed a white health mask on his face covering up his lips/mouth. He spoke in a deep, slow, and somewhat lustful voice, “Hello, my name is Tatum. What’s your name?” “Umm, my name is Josh… Nice to meet you…” I replied somewhat nervously. “Very nice to meet you too,” he replied in the slow, deep, alluring voice. Our instructor finally arrived and class went on for an hour and half, BUT the whole entire time, I felt myself being watched by Tatum and his blue wide-open soul piercing eyes. I was definitely sensing a lustful look full of desire from him, but I thought it was just my imagination… or was it? I still thought it was a bit strange that he was wearing a health mask though, but I really didn’t give it much though. After class was over, I left and went home. After a few minutes of being at home, I noticed I forgot something… My iphone. I got kinda freaked out for a moment when I realized I left it in the class room. I wondered who would have found it.. an instructor? one of my fellow students? I got even more anxious about what I had on it… My cock selfies, or even worse, the pictures of guys with coldsores on their lips which i downloaded of google images and jerked off to very often (told you I was a freak) BUT I did not want anyone in my real life to find that out. I quickly got back into my parent's car and drove back to campus. As I walked inside the building, I noticed a man standing in the entrance hall, leaning against the wall, staring at me with his soul-piercing eyes. Yes… It was Tatum… He still had on the white health mask covering up his mouth and lips. But this time, something was different about him. His eyes were wide open and his scalera had a slight red/pink tint. He was staring dead straight into my eyes. This tune then started playing in my head as I was in his presence: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxx5iLtXAH4 I stood there frozen for a second. Staring back at his haunting but erotic glare. He then walked over to me and held out his hand. In his hand was my iphone… a sudden chill streamed down my spine. “Hello,” he talked in a thick deep slow moist and sensual voice, “You left this…” I noticed that Tatum was breathing very hard. I also saw saliva/drool trickling down his chin from under his health mask. He was breathing hard and quivering, as if he was trying to hold back an intense urge. I gently pulled my iphone out of his hand. “Thanks,” I told him. He let out a moist long breath, “Anytime…. nastymind...:” he replied. Without much thought, I just casually walked away. I definitely felt a lust feeling cumming from him. I felt his eyes watching from behind as I walked out of the building and back to the parking lot. I knew he definitely wanted me or was it just my crazy and twisted mind convincing me that?… As I was driving home, a wave of anxiety struck me. I remembered what he said ‘nastymind’. It turns out that that is actually my username on the breedingzone webforum. I worried about what he saw on my iphone. Did he see my cock pics? did he see the coldsore pics i downloaded? did he read my twisted fantasy story about the imaginary doctor sucking me off with coldsores and giving me genital herpes? I took a deep breath and worried. It was bad enough that someone I knew in real life will know I’m a total freak. I then remember that he didn't seem very disgusted at all when i last saw him. I would later find out that he definitely wasn’t… That's it for the first part! I definitely think I'm the most twisted/f*cked up minded guy on this site lol PLEASEEE tell me what you think of it
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I'm asian live in Australia. Before I came to this country I didn't have much experience about sex. Lee is the only one I had sex with. He fucked me a few times. Most of time I fuck him, His dick is only half of my size, even this, when he fucked me always hurting. Lee really enjoy my dick. Once my dick starts pounding, his face turns red and his dick getting harder and harder. We never use condom. I like the raw feeling of his ass. Also I like pull my whole dick out and then slam in again. Every time I did this, he always scream loudly. And we always cum at the same time, When I'm enjoy the feeling of my hot juice shooting inside him, his juice is all over his chest. When I arrived Australia, I didn't know how to find gay man. Until one day I saw a number on the toilet wall. Then fucked a few guys. The sex was ok. One day, dated a handsome muscular guy. He asked my address and ask me don't lock the door. He didn't tell me how far or how long. Suddenly I heard the door open, I didn't even have time to response. He pushed me to the bed and took off all my cloth start sucking my dick. Then he pulled out a condom and put it on slammed in. It was hurt at start, but after a while, with his huge dick in and out my ass, the first time my dick is getting hard when someone fuck me. Also it's the first time I cum only by been fucked without touching my dick. I tried to date this guy again, but he never show up.
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I first caught the bug when I was 24. I was in a relationship where the sex had fizzled rather quickly, and I was in the mood for something a little more exciting. One day, after I spent a couple of hours edging to some bareback porn, I decided to log onto gay.com to see what guys were around. I knew the old regulars would be there, and I was so fuckin' horny, I didn’t care. I was determined to find a tight hole, or a hard cock, and have a little play time. I found a guy, about 34 years old, named Greg. He was 6’3, about 200 pounds, with blue eyes and blond hair. While attractive, this guy would fuck just about anything that moved. As I cruised around looking for a better catch, my leaking cock needed relief, and I couldn’t find any other action. Greg invited me over for a smoke and a drink. I knew he was a smoke fetisher, and it turns me on to see a guy enjoy a cig while we’re fuckin' around. I got to his apartment about 3:00 that afternoon. Greg opened the door wide, and he was naked. His uncut cock was wet, I assume from precum, and he was ready to get started. He lead me to the living room and told me to sit down. He grabbed a couple of beers and opened them for me. He sat down next to me on the couch and we clinked our cans together. While I was enjoying my beer, I took out a cigarette and lit up. He leaned in close, and inhaled deeply as I let the smoke linger from my lips. He started unzipping my fly, and by the time he took my cock out of my underwear, it was rock hard. He gave me the best sucking I had in ages, much better than my boyfriend could ever do. For about 10 minutes, he sucked my hard cock, licking and sucking. He kept moaning, telling me how much he enjoyed the pissy smell of my cock. As soon as I downed my beer, he stopped sucking me, and he stood up. He told me to wait until he was ready. As I sat, looking around at his collection of old records and dusty books, he finally called me in. He told me to leave my clothes in the living room. I walked into the bedroom and it was very dim, with only a small light on. I could see he was there, on his hands and knees showing me his beautiful hole. I noticed a huge bottle of lube on the bedstand, the type with the pump, and I knew we were in business. I bent down to lick his hole, tasting the lube and loving how loose his hole had been. This guy must have been fucked recently, because he took my tongue deep. He moaned like a whore with every lick. I knew it was time to slide my leaking cock in. I grabbed a condom from the dresser, and he stopped my hand, telling me no. I asked if he was sure, and he said he wanted to keep my load deep in his ass. As I slowly slid my cock into that tight hole, I was overcome by the hot feeling on the end of my cock. I couldn’t believe I was bare-fucking this internet slut, entering a hole hundreds of guys must have used as their own cum dump. I slowly increased my pumping, trying to delay my cum shot. I knew that with all of the edging, I would have a huge load which could blow any minute. I fucked him slowly, then hard, and then slowly again for about 20 minutes. Finally, I made him lay on his back. I love to look a bottom in the face as he takes my cum. I pushed his legs over his head, slid my cock deep, and rammed it for all it was worth. I noticed he was bleeding, strange for such a whore, but I didn’t care. I rammed his ass, harder, harder, until I couldn’t take it anymore. I screamed that I was cumming, and punched this trashy whore in the chest because came so hard. I was loading this hole with my jizz, and it felt so good. I collapsed on top of him, leaving my cock in his hole. I wanted to let it sit there, and any last drops of my hot cum ooze into his hole. We kissed, and finally, my soft cock popped out of his hole. I noticed a pack of smoked on his nightstand, and I lit up, swapping smoke with him. His cock was rock hard, and leaking, and I had an idea. Since he had let me use his pussy as a cum dump, I had to return the favor. I took a good handful of lube from the pump, and started rubbing it on his cock. He was moaning, and I knew I had him where I wanted him. I climbed up, straddled him, and started to rub his cock on my hole. I felt the head slowly pop in. I wanted his load. I wanted to trade cum with him, and to take his dirty load home to my boyfriend. Finally, I forced myself down on his cock, and he grabbed my hips. He said he was a bottom, but I could tell he wanted his nut in my ass. As he held me onto his cock, he started fucking my ass wildly. In about one minute, he bred my ass hard with his charged cum. He must not have cum for days, because when he pulled his cock out, his cum leaked out like piss. This was the only time I saw Greg, but he left his permanent mark on me.
