Week 2

I'm going to try to keep going with this.

Wednesday afternoon - a repeat with pig master daddy.  Very intense and very deep, and I got him off twice with my hole, amongst other things.  He's rougher and much more dominant than what I tend to enjoy, but I've appreciated him expanding my horizons.  Someday I'll have to blog more about him, but he's still a little edgier than I am totally comfortable with.

Wednesday evening - After washing up after the gym I found myself able to host.  An anonymous cock shot requesting a bottom appeared and craiglist, and I was able to oblige.  He was far hotter than I imagined - I suspect normally out of my league, but slumming it with some exotic piece of hole.  Early 40's, gym body silver haired muscle daddy with a wonderful 8 inch hard white cock.  After gagging on it for the preqrequisite length of time, it was time for the main course.  Lots of lube and spit - this daddy liked it wet and juicy.  No rimming but plenty of spit on my hole to get me going.  The breeding scene was wonderful - both of us with t-shirts and socks on, me in my jockstrap, his raw white cock pistoning in and out of my hole as he did me missionary style on my yoga mat.  Oh and we were passing his popper bottle back and forth.

When he came he said "Here you are boy, giving you what you wanted."  I smiled, looked into his blue eyes, and repeated my mantra ("breed me daddy") and extracted a huge wad of pent of man energy from him.  Pretty sure it was a one time thing, but glad that it happened.


Monday:  A quick nooner with one of my regular business daddies, and later in the day a long session with pig master daddy.  One load from the first, delivered doggy and quick.  Three slow loads milked out from master, with great skill and care.  The second was particularly great - he stuck a vibrating egg up my hole as he fucked me, trying to mimic what double penetration might feel like.  It made my hole quake and gasm and he shot one of the largest loads I've ever felt with him.

And that's it.. a fairly slow week.  7 more loads, most of which came from old reliable pig daddy.  14 bred into the cunt for 2013.  Not bad yet.

Boxing Day present

I had to work over the holiday, which was pretty annoying, and it seriously cut down on my time to get seed.  I finally had a day off, and things seemed pretty stable at work, so I thought about putting my ad up on CL and seeing what bit.

About an hour later, and not a peep of interest.  I'm thinking of taking it down and going off to be a productive citizen when the doorbell rings unexpectedly.   I hurry to rush and put some clothes on, thinking it might be a delivery guy or some evangelists that I must politely shoo away, when I open the door.

He's late 40's hairy, italian, balding, jeans and a leather jacket.
"Hi, I came by to your place about a month ago.. was driving by.. mind if I come in?"
I let him in.  I try to excuse myself to go to the bathroom real quick, but he stops me.
"I just want to get my cock sucked, that cool?"
I nod vigorously, and get on my knees.  I open his fly and fish his cock out.. getting it hard in my mouth.
"Mind if I kick back?"
 He drops trou and sits on my couch.  I continue working on his cock.  IT's getting bigger.  6 inches.. 7 inches. 8 inches, slender and cut.  He's covered in nice fur.  I want him in me.  I drop my pants and let him see and play with my butt and hole.
"Fuck, I want to get you in a sling.  Wish I had time."
He's hard.  I'm gagging on his dick, slurping down his precum.  It's time to make my move.
I say the first full sentence since he came in the door.
"Can I ride it daddy?"
He nods, and I slick up my hole with baby oil and like the pro that I am, slide down his rod, taking it balls deep without pausing.  He gasps.  I start working on his cock with my ass muscles, doing the yoga poses and internal contractions needed to milk him.
"That's it baby, tighten up for me.. here it comes."
I take a hit of poppers.  Right nostril then the left.  I get my dick hard to the point of explosion but I don't go over the edge. I feel him thrust and start to spurt.
"Breed me daddy.."
He does, emptying himself in me.  It's a huge load, full of pent up holiday cheer.  I sit joined with him for awhile, doing the requisite milking of the last drops.  I gently disentangle myself afterwards, and clean him up and send him on his way.

It's a pretty typical experience for me these days.. but what has me so boned about it right now.. is that I can't remember any details of when he first bred me.  It's so amazing to get to the point where I am into strangers dumping loads in me.  All the cocks blur into some kind of idealized neo-platonic phallus - bottom boy magic, you might say.

bottom boy yoga

It's been a strange few days.  Real life has intruded into my new quest to become a thoroughly dedicated bottom boy.  Still, I've taken six loads of my cunt in the last two days, so it's not all bad.

The seventh load of this week was pretty good, so I thought I'd write about it while its still simmering in me.  He was a daddy bear that I've known for years, but has only bred me a few times.  Married to his own bottom boy, I am sure they have a nice life together, but I know daddy likes cunt boys who put out the way he likes it.

He let me know that he'd be here this morning, so I got ready.  Showered, greased up, got in my breeding strap.  He arrived a little early (which is unusual but not unpleasant), and got stripped down to business.  He's in his 50's, 5'10, shaved head, hairy all over, build thick but not overweight.. and with a 7 inch fat italian dick that loves boy flesh.  He had me gagging on his dick in no time.  I can usually deepthroat a lot more, but he was really into making me choke on it, so I indulged him.  

Then it was time.  "Bend over and lube up", he barked.

I nodded, grabbed my albolene, and coated my middle finger with it.  As daddy watched and held my ass cheeks open, I slid it up my hole, coating my insides.

"Here it comes boy...".  He slid in hard, to the hilt.  I gasped, but frankly I've been taken so much dick lately his was more comforting to my empty pussy.  He gasped and groaned and slid in and out, standing behind me, bent over.  It was working, he was getting harder and stiffer and I could feel it building up in him.  But the angle wasn't working great, and I could feel him lagging.

I knew I could do better.  So I bent over and grabbed my toes in a yogi toe grip, and pulled myself forward and down.  I assumed the pose known as padangusthasana:  (Illustrated below)

And that did the trick.  Suddenly dad's cock started gliding into me, hitting the magic spot.  I groaned, and without touching myself, my soft cock in my jock pouch leaked precum as my hole had an orgasm.  Dad noticed, and asked me what I wanted.

"Breed me daddy."  I uttered the mantra with reverence, and noticed what he enjoyed.  I engaged muladhara bandha, tightening up inside with the hidden muscles gained from years of cock worship and yogic practice.

He shuddered and unloaded.  Groaned like an animal, as I kept milking him with the cunt.  "There you go boy.. what a sweet ass.. breeding my cunt." he announced.  I spent a few minutes getting every drop out of him, and as pulled out with a plop, some of the load slipped out of me before I could close the seal.

On my knees in front of him, I sucked his cock clean, licked his seed off the floor, and kissed his feet, before sending him back out to work.

He texted me an hour later, asking me to sample my own creampie.  I just did.  So fresh and so sweet.
He might be coming over again for load number two.