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Several incidents / experiences in my lifetime: I took home a guy I'd met at the gloryholes in an adult bookstore in Iowa where I was living. He was a fantastic cocksucker but stopped suddenly telling me he wouldn't go further unless I punched him in the abs as hard as I could. I complied. Over and over and over again. He was into pain more than having sex. He had the gymnast ripped body type; very goodlooking. We did this a couple of times before I realized though he was getting off on being hit, I wasn't benefitting. I stopped seeing him. I once visited a gay baths in Hammond, Indiana. It was a residential building converted for this use. Rooms were like bedrooms found in any home. A VGL black guy entered the open door to my room and asked if I would fuck him. His body was ripped; a great ass. After fucking him for a while he pulled away and asked me to punch and slap him across his face, and to call him ... the "N" word. I'm your "N", shout it for everyone to hear!" I'd never used that pejorative before (or since) and told him I wouldn't do it. Angrily, he got up and left. My dick went limp. It was his role play, not mine. Pre-internet, I regularly cruised a popular park on the lakefront in Chicago - Lincoln Park. One night at about 3 a.m. walking through the bushes I hooked-up with a guy who lived in a condo overlooking that park; we went to his place. Once at the apartment he excused himself to use the bathroom, only to return in a wig, full leather with no pants but with chaps, Doc Martins and a large knife in one hand. He grabbed me around the neck, we fell onto the bed and he demanded that I fuck him like the bitch he was - or he'd kill me then and there. I honestly thought I would die. I maneuvered so I could hug him tightly around his shoulders, said I'd had too much to drink before meeting in the park, couldn't get it up and, lo and behold, he said he'd had too much to drink as well and we agreed to do the deed when we woke up in the a.m. He fell asleep with the knife placed against my chest (I never slept). In the a.m., when I was convinced he was sleeping soundly, I pried his arms off of me, grabbed my clothes and quickly exited into the condo hallway naked, then put my clothes on - and got the hell out of there!

Actually, sucking cock is more important!

To be honest, when I posted the topic I wasn't thinking of escort relationships. LOL! I forgot the environment here and was thinking of non-paid interactions ... thinking back over decades of cruising, hooking-up, etc. For the non-transactional $$ hook-ups, what's killed the mood are: Limp dicks on tops or bottoms. A bottom shitting all over my dick, and the bedsheets. Bad cocksuckers Bad breath (i.e.: from smoking or other). Talking too much when we're sucking or fucking, from bottoms or tops. Encouragements? Yes. But a conversation? No way. Bad kissers For interactions with escorts: Not delivering on what was I've thought was agreed to beforehand. Rushed programs Mechanical performances Distraction (i.e., Club 117 guys focused on televised porn, instead of me!) When I've bottomed: toying with me by putting in / pulling out repeatedly. Just fuck me! These are just a few examples, as I thought about the issue.

There's probably not one of us who doesn't have instinctive mood killers when we're hooking up / having sex / being intimate. The article linked below references that, and within the article is a link to another social media discussion. Do you have mood killers? Gay guys asked their mood-killers – the responses are so valid

I hope not. I didn't like Pointe my last visit (Fall 2025).

I grew up in the USA playing croquet at family gatherings. Currently, bean bag or washer toss are all the rage ... amongst seniors.

Spanish bullfighter 'seriously' injured after 10cm gore to his bottom

It seems obvious to me there's been some AI and other alterations to the photos. What we see in that presentation may very well be false impressions.

Don't be dissuaded by a negative or seemingly negative reaction to what you post; it happens from time to time to many of us who participate regularly. The forums attract all sorts of individuals, most of whom never post a thing but gain important knowledge from persons such as you who share your experiences. Keep up the good works!

I think we have the answer to the question. He apologized, generally ... he resigned not just as a candidate for Governor of California but as a U.S. Congressman. Is there a better self-admission of culpability?

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Also under consideration is a proposed requirement that tourists produce evidence of acceptable healthcare insurance as a condition to entry.

Hairspray?