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Tell us more about this. A straight porn friend of mine mentioned some girls like to get knocked out when they take a giant cock. It helps them relax completely so they can actually take it. Sounds both scary and hot to me!

It is Fuckin Hot but not scary as I trust me Boxer bud ! I dont need it to take them big ones as I got real good muscle control normally but I really luv doin it as sumone else has control of me cum n piss hungry cunt ! Havent done it much as we dont see each other much also like bein choked out by me fuckers (_0_)

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I am likely poz because of this scenario happening more than once at steamworks in Chicago.

 

I was one of the late night vermin. The pigs that lurk at the tubs all night long. Occasionally, those late nights got the best of me and I'd pass out on my BH room's bed. Fucking all night and cruising takes its toll and sometimes I'd just get tired and fall asleep on my bed, only to awaken to some pig on top of me sliding his cock in my hole.

 

What a great wake up call. I'd always smile and say, ram it home!

 

Been there, done that, pozzed by it. I'd do it all over again!

 

Zero regrets.

Hey Rotten- I  had similar experiences--but over  at Mans Country in the early 80's-- I would do the Natl Restaurant Show down at the convention center, then  hit the baths for the night--and after a day of hiking  all over the convention floor, I would crash out in the upstairs big room on an overstuffed pillow /cushion--woke  to a guy  just fucking away-- and he had obviously been in my hole a while- he shot, and someone else climbed on. I fell asleep again, and woke about 2 hours later,unsure who, how many, what size- but def  loaded with  cum-  would then  clean  up as best as I could, head back  to the restaurant show, and walk around another 8 hours <g>

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Hey Rotten- I  had similar experiences--but over  at Mans Country in the early 80's-- I would do the Natl Restaurant Show down at the convention center, then  hit the baths for the night--and after a day of hiking  all over the convention floor, I would crash out in the upstairs big room on an overstuffed pillow /cushion--woke  to a guy  just fucking away-- and he had obviously been in my hole a while- he shot, and someone else climbed on. I fell asleep again, and woke about 2 hours later,unsure who, how many, what size- but def  loaded with  cum-  would then  clean  up as best as I could, head back  to the restaurant show, and walk around another 8 hours <g>

I oink in total agreement.

 

AO, Your reply gave me a poisonboner. (and sparked some bigtime memories of my depravity at both MC and SW over the 10 years that I lived in Boystown, steps from SW and a quick bike ride to MC.)

 

I love MC as much as SW. Those two places are forever etched into my heart, mind, and depraved soul. I've forgotten too many hot episodes that happened at both places that I could think back on and jack off to. As I've morphed into a verstop over the years, I JO a lot less these days to make for better topping, but when I do JO, I think of my past memories at SW or MC and pop my load quite quickly. I was also a fan of the bears at Mans World, a smaller tub about a block south of MC that shut down about 2006. I miss that place. The sunday afternoon bear/daddy crowd at MW was legendary. So was the sex. I can still think back and JO to that shit.

 

I wish I could record my memories on video and post them. The hundreds of MC, SW, MW encounters over the years. I live in Denver now and love it here too but my heart will always be in Boystown.

 

AO, thanks for that hot story and the trip down memory lane.

 

Oink.

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This is one of those things that gets me so hard. In all my years of going to baths, sex clubs, cruisy hotels, etc and passing out ass up with the door open I've never once woken up to someone sliding into my ass.  Or even trying to. I did get a guy rubbing my leg one night, but that was it.  UGGH!  HELP!

 

I want to be helpless.  Be it drugs or exhaustion, I want to be unable to fight back from the beginning. I want to be conscious, though probably not completely sober, through some of it. This need has been growing for years. Not want, need. Recently I feel like it's hitting critical mass and is getting overwhelming, consuming. It literally hurts. I need to be shattered. I run tops wild, I can never have enough, and it has been YEARS since I got anywhere near close to saying I was "done". I want to be used so much, for so long, that I can't move. I want to be so exhausted, I'm fading in and out, and I am still being forced to take every thing and every one and I think there'll be no end. I want to be made to cum for so hard and long that it's agony. until I finally wake up in a bed somewhere aching like hell, bruised from being manhandled, covered in all manner of fluids, hungry and dehydrated. 

 

Truth is, one day I'm going to find a way to do this. I've got my eye on a few of the heros around here. The old guard who were depraved when I was 19 and beating off the Bareback Exchange, dreaming of being a bareback chem slut but too chicken to do anything are guys I've considered asking for help. At least I've seen their online presence for a very, very long time. They must be doing something right to still be around after fucking these people up for so many years. Damn, I need to cum now.

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That's hot ^ I wouldnt mind a guy slipping me a roofie then I wake up naked, clothes thrown everywhere in the motel room, and my ass is super sore and filled with enough cum to fill a moat :D :D

 

I also want to be the only bottom to like ten or more guys and a mix of poz (preferably not medicated) and neg guys

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i don't know about being passed out, but i can recall more than one situation when i was just powerless to resist (not that i would have necessarily wanted to resist).  Drunk, drugged up, after maybe 10 or 12 loads over a period of a few hours, with guys lined up to get at my cunt, i just was not going anywhere.  i lay there, spread over the arm of a sofa or the edge of a pool table after a bar had closed, delerious, the muscles of my ass spasming involuntarily (or more accurately, as they were trained to do), just accepting those loads (with gratitude), and cleaning their dicks off after they had bred my ass, while the next guy stepped up to the gate.

 

While barely conscious, i was, as always, grateful/

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i don't know about being passed out, but i can recall more than one situation when i was just powerless to resist (not that i would have necessarily wanted to resist).  Drunk, drugged up, after maybe 10 or 12 loads over a period of a few hours, with guys lined up to get at my cunt, i just was not going anywhere.  i lay there, spread over the arm of a sofa or the edge of a pool table after a bar had closed, delerious, the muscles of my ass spasming involuntarily (or more accurately, as they were trained to do), just accepting those loads (with gratitude), and cleaning their dicks off after they had bred my ass, while the next guy stepped up to the gate.

 

While barely conscious, i was, as always, grateful/

Damn I'm so envious of you. I'd give anything to be used like that.

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This reminds of a situation a few years ago when I was staying a week in Provincetown (2007 I think) before heading to San Francisco, Seattle and Alaska (cruise). Based on internet research I had picked the sleaziest gay hotel on the main street (can't remember the name and can't find it in google searches anymore, maybe it closed. But it was sleazy :-) ). I had read that if you left your door open at night guests and guests of guests or other visitors would walk in and fuck you.

One night, after way too many drinks and no luck in hookinfg up, I left the door wide open, lubed up and went to sleep naked on the bed. In the morning I woke up with the door closed. Went down for breakfast and one of the other guests told me that he had seen my door wide open when he went to his room and thought I had forgotten to lock it, so he had closed my door. Grrrr.....I could have strangled the guy! Not sure if it was true about the open-door thing though. Didn't try it again because I thought that with my alcohol buzzed mind I had put myself into a position of being robbed blind when I had a whole trip in front of me.

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This has happened to me a few times, either at Steamworks or in a hotel room. In a hotel room, I sometimes let guys know my room number on craigslist or BBRT party post, and then I leave the door ajar I tell them I'll be sleeping and the lights will be out but they can just come in and fuck me. Usually I have already taken a bunch of loads that night, and as the crowed thinned out, I decided to catch some shut eye, but not without first posting an ad. Guys trickle in steadily, usually before they head off to work. I am sleeping when they climb on top of me and start fucking. While I usually wake up in the middle of it, I'm still out of it or too tired to do anything but lay there until they finish. It's hot. It's one of my all time favorite things to do. 

 

At Steamworks, it's basically the same deal. I might go back to my room for some shuteye but I leave the door wide open. Eventually someone starts feeling my ass and fingering my hole, and sometimes they climb on top and start fucking. I might wake up in the middle of it, but I just lie there and take it. I actually don't like it when the guy wakes me to ask permission. 

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 Based on internet research I had picked the sleaziest gay hotel on the main street (can't remember the name and can't find it in google searches anymore, maybe it closed. But it was sleazy :-) ). I had read that if you left your door open at night guests and guests of guests or other visitors would walk in and fuck you.

 

NLBear,  I never stayed at that place in Provincetown but from stories I heard I think you're remembering a guesthouse called "The Ranch."  Last fall I was in Provincetown and I saw that the place is now called "Crew Quarters." I don't know what the accommodations or "sexual temperature" is there now. You can Google its website; still looks like a place for play to me.

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