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Wed, 29 May 2013 17:12:22 -0400

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Thu, 23 May 2013 13:55:35 -0400

kinkdan: As the cum dried on his face he knew that he could no...

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 13:52:52 -0400

kinkdan:

As the cum dried on his face he knew that he could no longer be friends with Thomas. That man now owned him.

innocence lost.

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 07:18:34 -0400

innocence lost.

after many attempts, i've finally managed to deep throat my Brent Everett dildo down to its balls. it's all thanks to you simply because i want to be a faggot cock sucker like you are. thank you for that. you're a star, man. :) xx

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 00:15:09 -0400

‘atta boy! felt great, didn’t it..? now you’ve just gotta find yourself some real-life monster meat like big brent’s and show them some deepthroat love. sounds like you’re well on your way to becoming a full-fledged cock-gobbling faggot; so flattered you’ve taken me as your sort-of role model in that. keep it up, and don’t squander your hard-earned skills— there’s tons of penis out there ready to get sucked.

nowhere else i’d rather be.

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 12:08:38 -0500

nowhere else i’d rather be.

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Thu, 07 Mar 2013 09:48:23 -0500

gpoyw.

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 18:22:00 -0500

gpoyw.

itlivestoserveitssuperiors: Most real Men that use me fuck me...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 19:37:22 -0500

itlivestoserveitssuperiors:

Most real Men that use me fuck me up if my faggot pussymouth suckhole isn’t shaved smooth as a baby’s ass.

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Tue, 08 Jan 2013 19:35:48 -0500

faginferior: No Real Man in His right mind would ever allow...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 16:06:00 -0500

faginferior:

No Real Man in His right mind would ever allow such a direct blow of Jizz on His face.

Hell, to be honest, even most homos in the world would actually totally try to avoid it.

And, should it happen, in a moment of poppers and passion, they’d quick be reaching for a tissue or a towel.

And then there are the faggots. The born-males who crave to be reduced to a receptacle for the spilled semen of a stranger. To be rewarded for a moment with the filthy, blissful, sexual objectification by the Cock of some other Normal, Horny Man. To feel that warm, wet, slimy Cock-Snot drool across the part of its body that it shares with the world; that identifies it as an individual; that signifies who it is as a person; dripping with precious Sperm. Sperm earned by using that self-same face as a pussy-cunt fuck-hole for the Father of this Holy, Regenerative Wad of DNA oozing down its face with pride..

No hurry to wipe It away. Of course It’ll be swallowed. Take it in, faggot, take it in. Engrave this moment in your faggot brain. you exist For Men, not as a Man. you are inferior. you are less than. you are here to Serve Men, Satisfy Men, and Amuse Men.

Good faggot. Very good.

this ~~guy~~ faggot knows what’s up.

damn, my mouth started watering. why’s uncut dick so damn...

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 20:18:56 -0500

damn, my mouth started watering. why’s uncut dick so damn delish?

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Sun, 06 Jan 2013 11:05:32 -0500

the sort of dick i dream of. thanks, mystery man, for letting me...

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 21:47:00 -0500

the sort of dick i dream of. thanks, mystery man, for letting me show these off.

(call me..?)

tom, part 2.

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 21:27:00 -0500

(part one.)

it’s hard to say what i was thinking at the time. maybe i’d been savouring the irony of the situation, that i’d found myself on my knees in front of a friend who, a day prior, i’d never had a wanton thought of. now, he held sexual power over me that he couldn’t understand. maybe i wondered what he thought of me now, reduced in status and in stature to some cock-slobbering fag from craigslist. perhaps i wondered if he’d suspected it all along.

knowing me, i wasn’t thinking anything at all.

hands cold with a sudden perfusion of adrenaline (no thanks to the chill of my apartment in december) i stroked his thighs through his sweatpants until, somewhere beyond the rubicon, they met with the shape of his dick. semi-hard, and fully loaded. safe to say he hadn’t lied.

i should have paced myself—made it last. but in my perennial kid-on-christmas-morning eagerness, i couldn’t wait a second longer to see what awaited me. with my fingers hooked under the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers too, he lifted up from the couch, offering his silent assent as i started to tug off both layers in one fell swoop.

i wasn’t disappointed. lolling slothfully towards ten o’clock, his half-hard manhood awaited me, drooping under its weight. the fat, pink head was barely visible to me in its current state, nestled inside furrows of foreskin that glistened with precum, alluding to a wet spot in the boxers i’d hastily cast aside. among all of this, the most mouthwatering pair of low-hanging nuts, heavily hanging nearly at a level with his asshole as he sat, knees spread, on my couch and watched expectantly.

“it’s not polite to stare.”

there was that devilish glint. not a smile, though. he was a man of hard-earned affections.

reminded of my role, i softly kissed the head of his cock, among the corona of glistening skin. on my knees, my affections were unstinting. the kiss, which might’ve seemed innocent were it not immodestly placed on the head of his huge dick, soon became something more lustful, my tongue prodding the leaking piss-slit while my lips worked the glans. french kissing. a groan of approval, goading me on. my hand, now warmer, cupped his incredible sack. another. soon, i was sucking his obscenely fat prick with abandon, slobbering and slurping ravenously. just the first few inches, for now. i kept some tricks up my sleeve.

his eyes were shut all the while—thinking of his girlfriend, probably. i didn’t care. without anyone watching, i felt all the more free to let out the cocksucking freak in me. through trial and error, i learned what made him tick. what made his toes curl and made him softly mutter “fuck.” i would have made him shoot, if he hadn’t stopped me short.

at his behest, i sunk lower to suck his balls. i lavished them with broad lashes of my tongue, taking one into my mouth and gently suckling it, then the other, then both at once. there was the faintest soupçon of male musk there between his legs; even that was enough to drive me into a pheromonal frenzy. all the while as i lapped and sucked at his sack, i was keenly aware that, with its low-hanging carriage, i was preciously close to his asshole, awaiting me just behind the smooth, loose scrotum i savoured. he must have had the same thought, because just then he cupped his heavy nuts and pulled them out of the way, shifting slightly downwards in his seat to reveal his manly pucker.

admittedly, i’d never been much for rimming. the taboo of it turned me on, in the same way that being called “faggot” and “cocksucker” and all of that did. anything that took me down a peg or two on the totem pole of men has always had a way of making my dick jump. but that was the only thing. in that moment, though, as i’d just feasted on this man’s beautiful, mouthwatering meat and ballsack, his twitching pink hole just seemed like the next course in the meal. so i dug in.

my ministrations were immediately met with moaning as i french-kissed his ass with the same ardour i’d shown towards his cock, which was now diamond-hard, with all eight and a half uncut inches accounted for. i prodded and lashed it with my tongue, burrowing it in and licking all around, watching how it winked in recoil. i could’ve continued like that all day, but after a few minutes he sat upright again, pushing his leaky, half-hooded prick toward my mouth insistently.

“think you can take it all..?”

that’s right, i thought. he told me he’d never been deepthroated. without an answer, got right back to sucking, now drunk with lust, turned on in the way that only that sort of degradation could provide. i felt like an absolute slut, slobbering on his dick now with saliva all around my mouth from eating out this man’s ass, and i loved it. i needed to get his dick good and slick before i could swallow it all without a hitch, and soon it was.

watching for his reaction—i savour these reactions more than anything—i gobbled inch after inch like some perverted sword swallower, the fat knob plowing past my tonsils, nudging the back of my throat and continuing onwards until my nose with his bush, my chin with his balls. a sort of animalistic fervour overcame him and he pushed my head down, even though it was already as far down as it could go, and muttered all kinds of obscenities. he wouldn’t let me off it, and i was just happy to continue massaging his massive prick in my gullet even as tears formed in my eyes and i felt a gag approaching. i retched, and he let me pull off of it, suddenly apologetic.

“don’t be sorry,” i said, eyes red and teary, a strand of thick throatslime linking my swollen lip to his dick. i didn’t take more than a moment to catch my breath before i got back to work, this time working his dick from root to tip, using my whole mouth and throat to stroke and stimulate every inch. as he’d later remark, i didn’t just suck it—i made love to his dick, driven only by this strange need to give him pleasure. men like him will never understand it. cocksuckers live by it.

he grabbed my hair in handfuls and dug his fingers into my shoulder, and i kept on. i had him by the balls, and i wanted that load. glimpsing the clock, i realized we’d been at it for over an hour, so i knew he’d have plenty pent up. with noisy, slobbery strokes, i fucked my throat on his turgid prick, ramping up the pace as he moaned and groaned with increasing urgency. “you’re gonna make me cum,” he seethed, hands hovering on either side of my head as though he’d intended to finish himself off, but greedy as i am, i didn’t let him. a few more strokes were enough to sluice his hot, spurting load, gobs of sticky semen coating my waiting throat as i held him balls-deep until his climax finally subsided, leaving us both to bask in a blissful afterglow, wordless as we both caught our breath.

we lay a little while in silence, with me still on my knees, admiring his slowly deflating dick as he breathed heavily with closed eyes. finally, he opened his eyes, as though awakening from the most delightful nap. “shit,” he laughed. “wanna do this again sometime?”

“you’ve got my number.”

itlivestoserveitssuperiors: Noisy cock-obsessed faggot cocksuck...

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 18:05:00 -0500

itlivestoserveitssuperiors:

Noisy cock-obsessed faggot cocksuck worships a Man’s big and beautiful angry cock. You can hear all these weird obscene gurgling throat noises as it struggles to deepthroat the big piece of meat to orgasm. This is a very well-trained dutiful bitch for sure. it deserves every drop of precum and cum it is rewarded for its faultless performance of self-less service to COCK.

how i sound sucking dick… minus the gagging. real sloppy and real deep—sometimes i think i’d better wear a bib.

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Sat, 05 Jan 2013 17:44:24 -0500

new year's resolution: suck more dick.

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 17:39:54 -0500

the moment at the end where he’s just nosing that huge,...

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 15:15:00 -0500

the moment at the end where he’s just nosing that huge, heavy black dick and feeling its bloated weight against his face, dickmatized and totally unabashed of his love for it, with his throat still coated in cum, is a glimpse into cocksucker heaven.

insatiablesatyr: can hands rubbing the throat externally make...

Mon, 29 Oct 2012 19:56:31 -0400

insatiablesatyr:

can hands rubbing the throat externally make the cock cum when it’s in that spot?

only one way to find out.