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When I was growing up in New England, I live with only my father. I didn’t have any brothers or sisters and my mother had died when I was in a car accident when I was 13. Both my father and I were very upset for a long time. My Dad did construction work sometimes things were good with money and sometimes it wasn’t. We ended up moving around a lot and I was never in the same school for very long which made it hard to make friends. My father also had the same problem, he never dated much even though he was very handsome and a big built guy. We mostly lived in small apartments and most of the time I didn’t have my own room so I slept on the couch. Lots of times, I would sleep in my Dad’s bed in the winter because he had the only TV and it was just much warmer. My Dad always slept naked, but I didn’t. I wasn’t very developed and felt very self-conscious around him because he was such a built man. I usually woke up before him to get ready for school and lots of times we’d be under the blankets and he’d be asleep with his arm wrapped around me. He was easily twice my size, but not fat he was solid muscle. He had huge arms and really big chest. I loved it. It felt so good to be in his huge arms and feel his skin on me. And most of the time his cock would be rock hard pressed against my back. Sometimes I’d wake up because he was holding me tight and I’d feel him rubbing his big dick against me. But I knew he asleep when this happened because of his breathing. Later on I was 18, we were living in this tiny apartment and I always ended up sleeping in Dad’s bed with him because it was always so cold in the apartment. One night I woke up about 2am to the sound of a guy moaning, I knew my father was watch a porno but I didn’t make any sound because I wanted to see him. I turned over pretending to be sleeping. I pretended to sleep, listening for another 10 minutes or so. I know he thought I was still asleep. I slowly opened my eyes and was so completely excited by what I saw. My father was totally naked and he was slowly stroking his 9in cock. It was standing straight up in his hand. It was so hot to see his arm and pec flex as he stroked his huge cock. I got very brave and very quietly whispered “Daddy, can I do that for you?” He froze and said “Holy shit, Chris I thought you were asleep.” I said “Its ok Daddy I do that sometimes too, but yours is so much bigger than mine I want to see what yours feels like.” “Chris, No It’s not right. You can’t do that” he very slowly started to stroke his cock. “You can’t do that, I’ll get into trouble.” I slowly got up and was kneeing at his side. I said “Daddy I would never tell anyone, just let me feel this once” I reached out and wrapped may hand around his cock, My fingers didn’t go all the way around. I started to stroke it and his hand fell away. We were staring at each other, I put my other hand one his hairy chest and was feeling his pecs. He said “Oh my god, Chris it feels so good”. I said “Do you want me to put my mouth on it like the lady is doing in the movie?” He just nodded slowly without saying anything. I licked the head of his cock and he moaned loudly. I put my mouth over it, it was so big I had to open my mouth as wide as I could. I finally had as much of his huge cock in my mouth as I could get, daddy kept moaning loudly. I could only get about half of it in my mouth before it hit the back of my throat. I kept going up and down as fast as I could. I knew Daddy really liked it because he was moaning and my mouth was filling up with his precum. It tasted amazing, the best thing I ever tasted up to then. Daddy said “Wow Chis that’s feels great keep doing it just like that.” I did what I was told. It wasn’t long before he put his hand on my head and his butt started to rise off the bed. “Oh My God Chris! That’s it keep doing it you’re going to make Daddy cum!” All of a sudden my mouth was full of his hot cum! I swallowed and it kept cumming, my mouth was full again. I couldn’t swallow it all and spilt some on his flat hairy stomach. Then he squirted 4 more times right in my face. He was breathing so hard saying “Oh my god Chris.” I woke up the next morning same as always, in his arms. The next night I got home after school and was doing homework. Dad didn’t come home until around 9, he sat down on the couch, I could immediately tell he had been drinking. He said “Chris, what happened last night can’t happen again. You are 18 now, as soon as you are done with school you need to get a job and find your own place to live.” I couldn’t believe it. I was shocked and hurt, but I didn’t ever question my Daddy. He said “You can’t sleep in my room anymore either. This couch is just fine”. Then he went into his room and shut the door. A couple of weeks later we hadn’t said much to each other. One day after school, I went to the library to study because they had computers, it was snowing pretty hard but I had a big test coming up. It was still snowing hard when I left and it took almost an hour to walk home because the deep snow. I got home and Daddy started yelling at me. He was worried and mad because I was so late. We had a pizza for dinner and he had a few beers. After dinner Dad said “Go take a hot shower, you need to warm up or you’ll get sick.” I got out of the shower and wrapped in a towel. I was surprised when I opened the door because Dad was already in bed and the door was shut. He said “You need to sleep in here tonight. I’ve got the heater on in here and is fucking freezing in the other room.” I said “OK Daddy” and walked around the bed and dropped my towel. Just before I got in bed Dad said “Wait let me look at you. You are starting to fill in and get a man’s body. I’ll show you how you can get big muscles like me” He sat up and flex his upper body. Wow he was just amazing, completely ripped from his many years of construction work. My dick was rock had almost as soon as he flexed. He chuckled and said “Get in bed and watch TV.” I did and laid on my side and put my head on his arm, my hardon was touching his leg. I said “Daddy I’m so cold, thanks for letting me stay in here tonight.” We watched TV for a while my hard on never went down, I could tell I was leaking precum. Whenever Daddy moved my dick was slick on his skin. There was a big mound in the blanket so I knew he was hard too. He rolled onto his side facing me and said “I want to watch a porn, is that ok?” I said sure, he pressed the remote and I soon realized there were no women in this movie. Daddy reached down and started stroking my hardon. I was almost paralyzed it felt so good. Then he went down and started sucking my cock and playing with my butt hole. He was sucking me and sticking his finger all the way up my tight hole, I was going crazy. He stuck a second finger in me and I came right away in my Daddy’s mouth. Daddy then started kissing me, but didn’t take his fingers out of me. “Ohhh it feels so good” I said. I had my own cum in my mouth now. Daddy reach over and grabbed some lubed and put it on both of our cocks. Without saying anything, in one move my legs were on his shoulders and I could feel his monster cock pushing against my tight ass hole. He said “shhh, I’ll go really slow, shhhh”. Then all of a sudden, bang the head of his cock popped in I yelled “OOOUUCCHH! Daddy it hurts!” “shhhh” and he kissed me very passionately. He very slowly pulled almost out the back in, each time a little more went in my very tight ass. “Shhh..Shhhh… I love you Chris, you feel so good” “I love you too Daddy” I said gasping as my Daddy went deeper in to me. Then he was in me all the way. I could feel his balls against me. He stopped for at least a minute kissing me and letting me get used to it. Then he started to pull out until almost out, then, slowly all 9” back in with one movement, then again and again a little faster each time. I gasped with each thrust. It was such an amazing flood of feelings, pain, love and ecstasy. I was staring at him the whole time, his beautiful body towering over me. I could see the love and ecstasy in his eyes as he continued to thrust into me. He said “Oh Chris you feel so amazing, you are so tight and hot on my cock.” Daddy continued to thrust faster and faster into me. My cock was so hard I was getting close to shooting again as he really started to pound into me. “I’m getting really close, Daddy is going to cum in his boy’s tight little ass” I felt his cock swell then all of a sudden he started yelling “Here it cums!” Then I felt it. The hot flood of Daddy’s cum shooting into me, pulsing more and more I was going out of my mind and so was Daddy. He slowed down then collapsed on me, it was amazing feeling the weight of his body on me, his hard cock still inside me and his breathing really hard. Daddy kissed me as he started to get up. His chest hair was now matted with my second load of cum. He was still rock hard and balls deep into me. Slowly he started to pull out. Then he was out and it was over. I could feel his cum start to leak out of my now gaping, broken in ass. It wasn’t the last time it happened. This is true and nothing happened until I was 18. This was 22 years ago. I can write more of this down if you guys would like to hear it.

I'm sure other guys feel this way, but I feel "in-love" with my top when he begins to shoot inside me.

My first one CAJUNCOCK I was a late bloomer coming out in the 1970s at 26. I did know that I liked guys but didn't know where to find MM sex. At the time I was living on the Hill in DC with my brother and his GF. Finally, they got tired of seeing me alone and took me to a neighborhood bar that was known for its gay clients. I was around gay men at last. Long story short I discovered 2 other gay bars in the neighborhood and began visiting them but never daring to pick anyone up. Finally, one of the managers, an old high school classmate, offered me a job as the doorman. My prime duty was to check IDs, collect the door fee, and keep drunk straights out. The bar was located by the Marine Barracks so we had a reputation. In those days gays in the military were tolerated if not totally recognized. The marine attitude was "do your job and keep it to yourself". One busy Saturday night I was at the door when this very military type came up with his ID in hand. He was shorter and blond. I knew that there was always the risk of MPs trying to get in so I loudly warned him that this was a private gay club. He said that he was Ok with that, paid his $3 entry and went in. I continued to work the door. During the evening the Marine came up to me a few times and asked me when the bar closed and what I was doing afterwards. Usually, we'd clean up and go out for burgers and coffee at an all night diner. The night was busy but finally closing time came around. The manager came up to me to collect the door money and said that the guy over in the corner said he has a date with me for coffee. I looked over to see the Marine, I'll call him "M" . He smiled and waved. I waved back. The manager told me that since I had a date I could leave early. He knew that I seldom talked to other gay men and had little or no gay experience. M came up to me, gave me a light peck on the cheek and put his arm around me. He was stone sober so I figured coffee in a public place was safe. We walked to the all night diner and had coffee. Sitting there we got to know each other better. He was an officer, from a well to do family in Philly. He'd had a few gay experiences. That was a lot more than mine- none. I was a sexual virgin. After coffee and breakfast he offered to drive me home saying it wasn't safe at that hour for me to walk home alone. I didn't want to wake my brother so we made out in the stairwell. He took my cherry under the stairs and asked if he could see me again. I was too shocked to say no. The next weekend he came by the bar again. By this visit the manager had figured out that something was going on with us. M continued to teach me about MM sex. One Sunday morning I woke up in a strange bed, his. I got up to pee and looked out the window. The room was overlooking the parade grounds of the barracks. I knew that we'd had a lot to drink at an after hours club frequented by military men. But I had no memory of how we ended up here. Worst still it was daylight with many marines and their families walking around. I panicked wondering how I was going to get out. By this time M had awakened and was standing next to me at the window. He saw my panic and said not to worry, it was visitors day on Sunday and I'd fit into the crowd. He was right. After we showered and dressed, ok and made love again, we walked out onto the parade grounds like any other of the visitors. M signed out and told me that he knew a great place for a good Sunday brunch. It was a date that I could not have imagined. I soon found an apartment of my own on the Hill and continued seeing M. We saw each other a lot until he was sent overseas- Korea. Parting from him was tearful. We spent his last 2 days in bed-some times making love and others with me crying for the loss. It was long before "couples" were common on the gay scene but we were one. After M left I remained alone, in my shell. The bar manager asked me if I could take over opening in the afternoon. It'll only be for 4 hours, 3 days a week. He told me that I could run the place as I liked. I had a few older, gay men who became regulars. One quiet day 2 marines wondered in for a drink and a pool game. I told them that the game was on me. Soon my marine clients out numbered the gay men. It turned out to be a good move. My gay customers grew and the 2 groups were not hostile. As time went on I noticed that a marine would leave with a gay man at the same time. It didn't take a genius to figure that one out. Cheap beer (25 cent drafts), free pool, broke marines, and horny, older gay men - everyone won. Our afternoon profits rose. It was the beginning of my long relationship with military men. The good and bad was obvious. The down side was that every 2 years they were rotated out. The good was that they were always horny. They even didn't mind sharing me with their buddies. I didn't complain. Another good thing was that I always had 2 , strong body guards when I went out. I did have a type- tall, blond, muscled military men. Some weekends we'd have 48 hour parties at my place. When we did go out I usually had at least 2 with men. Those queens were green with envy.

Not sure it is love, sometimes maybe. Diffently lust every time, haha. Always a great connection, the cum deep inside is special from each and every Top.

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I am a married man that had never been with another man but since my marriage was virtually over, because of Him I am finally admitting that I am gay and am coming out. He is my first everything. First MM kiss. First time I ever sucked a cock and swallowed a load other than my own. First male ass to rim and tongue fuck. First everything. As a kid I did Not have those expreriences that I hear about with boy-boy play. I must be lucky, he was an acquaintance, who became a friend and then into Friend and it was only after going through this courtship of emotional bonding did we made love for the first time. Though he sucked my cock like no woman ever did - played my manPussy just like a female cunt and I continually asked him to take my virginity, he continually told me that I was not ready. He was right. The first time he took me was slow and controlled. Continually checking with me about pain and urging me to breath a push out as though I had to poop. I could actually hear the Pop as he got through my outer ring - then again when he made it through the second one. After about 10 minutes of slow pressure and withdrawal he finally hit the S turn in my colon. I thought that must have been my limit, but when I reached down to feel our connection I, in semi-fear, realized he was only about 3/4 of the way in. Deep kissing and him rotating his hips as he pushed and pulled back and forth and soon he was balls deep. My arms and legs wrapped around his body. When not kissing our eyes remain locked together. He totally possessed everything I had to offer. We were connected body and mind. The pain in my upper gut/lower chest slowly turned into exquisite pleasure. I totally forgot that I had a cock and balls and was only aware of the pleasure radiating from my gut and throughout my entire body. He fucked me the first time for almost an hour. Our lips locked together most of the time - our tongues mimicking the movements of his Monumental Cock [my nickname for it is The Monument and had the attached t-shirts made so that we share a hidden secret in public]. I have no problem at all saying that we love each other and that making love simply magnifies our feelings for each other. What I can't say is that I feel him throb and shoot when he deposits his equally impressive load. i Can feel that he has cum because the final strokes are more 'smooth' and I can feel it dripping down my ass crack onto the 'wet spot'. As long as there is not obvious fecal matter I normally suck The Monument clean (in the hope that he grows back to full strength for the next round) and share the special flavor of our joint juices in a passionate kiss! PS: Don't message me because I have not decided whether to become a paid member and find that not being able to at least see and respond to email is pretty petty.

hot story.. thanks for sharing

Yes, feel a good connection with men when they cum in me. As for when I cum in them...eh, just another hole many times, but sometimes there's more.

I know exactly what you mean. There is no other way to describe the euphoria that overtakes you when a top gives you his load. The feeling it gives me is better than my own orgasm that is why bottoms like to take so many loads without cumming. I like a top who is very demonstrative while he is cumming either verbally or physically so I know the moment and can relish every second. Afterword I am so thankful and happy. I always thank my tops for their cum.

I'm not sure about luv, but i know i'm in lust with any top who seeds me. I can't stop thinking about taking his cock and load again.

I've had “the hots†for Ted ever since he and his wife moved to the same floor in my building about 3 years ago. Ted must be in his mid 40's and maybe because of the nature of his job, he keeps himself in good shape. He has a slim body and he's not too tall, but he carries a nice big tool between his legs. I have trouble keeping my eyes away from his package every time we use the elevator together. Ted is very friendly with me so I'm very friendly with him too. But I know that even if there was "chemistry" between us, the chances of anything happening would be remote, almost impossible. But this never stopped me from fantasizing him coming over one day to my apartment when my gloryhole is open for business. I thought that maybe one day, while drunk, because he does drink once in a while, Ted would some into my apartment and use my gloryhole with me behind servicing his cock. Of course, it never did happen. A couple of months ago I went to Montreal for a weekend of fun at the saunas. I usually get there by Friday afternoon and stay until Sunday at night. I spend the entire time at the saunas and go out only to get a bite to eat or to go to another sauna. Montreal is only 2 hours away from where I live. I got to Montreal on the Friday at around noon and went straight to Oasis because I wanted to make sure to get one of the rooms in the black-light area. I like the glow coming from the black-light and I always manage to get seeded when I’m in one of these rooms. While in my room, I always make sure to block the light in my room with aluminum foil so that guys can’t just turn on the light all the way. I always wear my black T-shirt with glow-in-the-dark letters with the message “Cream my Hole†and white shorts with a hole in the right place. I put on a black leather hood to make it even more anonymous. When I open the door the only light comes from the outside black-light and the letters in my T-shirt which I charge with a light I carry with me. As guys walk by what they see is the “Cream my Hole†sign and the hole in my shorts, also highlighted with glow-in-the-dark paint. Most guys are intrigued by the scene and stop for a few seconds to read the sign. What they all see is an anonymous cum-hole, and some guys are turned on by it and others are disgusted. Occasionally someone, another bottom, tells me how much they like my T-shirt. I left my room just to clean myself because I like my hole to be very clean before anybody gets close to it. The Oasis does not have a very good darkroom/gloryhole-area where you can have some really good anonymous sex and get really slutty. So I stayed in my room until about 6pm when I got hungry. By now I had taken 3 loads, the first one from a guy whose’ seeded me before, sort of regular fuck buddy from Montreal. The second load came from an older guy who shot his load only after a few strokes with his very hard uncut cock (Viagra?). The third load came from a black guy who had come into my room and fucked my hole raw, but didn’t let himself cum. But I knew he would eventually blow his load in my hole. And when he did I made sure to open up my hole so I could take it all. His guttural sounds were an amazing turn on for me. It was about Friday 6pm and I was ready for a bite to eat. I left the 3 loads in my ass but took a shower to freshen up. On my way back to my room, as I go by the locker area, I’m surprised to see Ted looking a bit tipsy undressing and putting his clothes away, avoiding eye contact with everyone. I didn’t want my neighbour to see me so I went back to my room and got ready for some action (Black T-shirt, shorts with a whole, glow-in-the-dark sign “Cream my Hole†and black hood. Now that I knew that Ted would be walking around at the Oasis, part of me wanted to sneak out and avoid him all together. But another part of me felt that this was my opportunity to make a fantasy a reality. So I stayed in my anonymous setting in my room, hoping Ted would be enticed. Guys came in but I didn’t let anyone close the door in case Ted went by. It took a while before I would finally see Ted going by the black-light area where my room was. I was getting furiously fucked by an Asian guy when Ted comes by my room with the door open. I knew Ted liked what he saw because he stayed watching while he rubbed his growing tool. I signalled him to come in and we closed the door. He was pretty tipsy but I managed to start sucking his cock while still getting pounded by the Oriental guy, whose pounding was making a whooshing sound as his very hard cock went in and out my cum-lubed dripping hole. I stayed quiet because I didn’t want Ted to recognize my voice, so I just kept on sucking on his uncut cock and feeling it getting harder and harder in my mouth. I could smell the alcohol in his breath as he looked down to talk to me dirty as I worked on his cock. My hood was turning Ted on and he kept on running his hands around my black leather hood. An increased rythm followed by a quiet moan told me my hole was about to receive another load. At this point Ted said “Fucking hot. Let me fuck you now†and he waited for the oriental guy to pull out his now flacid cock. As soon as one cock pulls out, Ted’s goes in, hard as a piece of iron. With the coaching of the Oriental guy, Ted let go a loud groan that preceeded every spurt of cum being shot in my hole. Now, with Ted’s load in my hole, I did not want Ted to see me. So I waited for him to leave the sauna for ½ hour in my room. I got dressed and went out for dinner, my hole leaking some of the 5 loads. Now when I see Ted now in the elevator of my building he’s still very friendly, but now when I look at his package I know what’s underneath.