To all those who are still around, i have managed to put almost all my posts (The ones with video don’t have it) into a dropbox archive, where you all can see the stories.
Here it is
https://www.dropbox.com/sh/v5ch64f6p3una81/AAAB6__vQz7Fnrss--ewZmpca?dl=0
And lastly, the Discord group i made for Free Use kinkyness
Well, it’s happening, guys. Tumblr is expelling all nsfw content on the site, and of course, I’m included. Looks like I’ll have to find another place to make my stories, even though I don’t know where I’ll stay.
It was fun while it lasted, at least. But there’s no use crying over the spilled milk. It’s time to move on.
Which is why I have saved my entire content, and I’m going to move to other websites. I can’t go to twitter, since that place is no good for stories, considering how each comment has a 280 character limit, which doesn’t a single story i’ve created. So my next best choice is Reddit, which has the r/gayfreeuse subreddit, which so far is good for the type of content I create. Another alternative I have is discord, in which I can post my stories, and create a space where we all could discuss and engage in all sorts of depraved fetishes as well. It would be fun.
I’ll think about what i’ll do a little more, but i’ll probably create a discord and link it here. I’ll update this tomorrow.
Either way, i’d like to thank everyone who heart reacted and rebloged my smut stuff since the middle of the year. The time was short, but i still made friends, and provided masturbation material for a whole lot of people. I hope i can keep posting my stories, even if not here. I’m sorry for slowing down on posts on the last couple of months, but i was really finishing my semester, and i had to re-focus. I was ready to get back on track, but alas, tumblr decides to be a sleazy bitch about it, and flag about 80% of my content.
However, this will not be the end. I’ll move on, and i’ll inform you guys on my next plan. If you also got any suggestions, that would be greatly apreciated too. Thank you all for everything.
Well, it’s happening, guys. Tumblr is expelling all nsfw content on the site, and of course, I’m included. Looks like I’ll have to find another place to make my stories, even though I don’t know where I’ll stay.
It was fun while it lasted, at least. But there’s no use crying over the spilled milk. It’s time to move on.
Which is why I have saved my entire content, and I’m going to move to other websites. I can’t go to twitter, since that place is no good for stories, considering how each comment has a 280 character limit, which doesn’t a single story i’ve created. So my next best choice is Reddit, which has the r/gayfreeuse subreddit, which so far is good for the type of content I create. Another alternative I have is discord, in which I can post my stories, and create a space where we all could discuss and engage in all sorts of depraved fetishes as well. It would be fun.
I’ll think about what i’ll do a little more, but i’ll probably create a discord and link it here. I’ll update this tomorrow.
Either way, i’d like to thank everyone who heart reacted and rebloged my smut stuff since the middle of the year. The time was short, but i still made friends, and provided masturbation material for a whole lot of people. I hope i can keep posting my stories, even if not here. I’m sorry for slowing down on posts on the last couple of months, but i was really finishing my semester, and i had to re-focus. I was ready to get back on track, but alas, tumblr decides to be a sleazy bitch about it, and flag about 80% of my content.
However, this will not be the end. I’ll move on, and i’ll inform you guys on my next plan. If you also got any suggestions, that would be greatly apreciated too. Thank you all for everything.
Well, it’s happening, guys. Tumblr is expelling all nsfw content on the site, and of course, I’m included. Looks like I’ll have to find another place to make my stories, even though I don’t know where I’ll stay.
It was fun while it lasted, at least. But there’s no use crying over the spilled milk. It’s time to move on.
Which is why I have saved my entire content, and I’m going to move to other websites. I can’t go to twitter, since that place is no good for stories, considering how each comment has a 280 character limit, which doesn’t a single story i’ve created. So my next best choice is Reddit, which has the r/gayfreeuse subreddit, which so far is good for the type of content I create. Another alternative I have is discord, in which I can post my stories, and create a space where we all could discuss and engage in all sorts of depraved fetishes as well. It would be fun.
I’ll think about what i’ll do a little more, but i’ll probably create a discord and link it here. I’ll update this tomorrow.
Either way, i’d like to thank everyone who heart reacted and rebloged my smut stuff since the middle of the year. The time was short, but i still made friends, and provided masturbation material for a whole lot of people. I hope i can keep posting my stories, even if not here. I’m sorry for slowing down on posts on the last couple of months, but i was really finishing my semester, and i had to re-focus. I was ready to get back on track, but alas, tumblr decides to be a sleazy bitch about it, and flag about 80% of my content.
However, this will not be the end. I’ll move on, and i’ll inform you guys on my next plan. If you also got any suggestions, that would be greatly apreciated too. Thank you all for everything.
My daddy was always a butt slut. But he didn’t have the freedom to show his true nature. Not before the Free Use laws came to pass, at least. Before that, my dad had a reputation of being a proud man, with his wife and two kids, me and my sister, and having a reputation for being a respectable man in my community, due to his charity work. However, he had a second life that only I knew. My dad was a big whore, selling his ass to our neighbors to satisfy his sexual desire. That turned me on, but I kept my mouth shut because I didn’t want to embarrass him. At the time, Father-Son talk about sex could be quite embarrassing, especially if one of those parts is sexually promiscuous.
That was before the Free Use laws, of course. After we saw the news, he opened himself up to his Family. My mother was shocked that her husband would do such things, and she felt betrayed by my father’s actions. She divorced him and moved out to a new part of the city that was called “Scissor Avenue”. My sister went to live with her mother, and I stayed with my dad. After the heat cooled off, I confronted my dad about his night activities, about how he would whore himself to other men. I told my father that I wanted to test the service myself, and see what I was missing out.
My father became my bitch at that moment, sharing his desires with me and how much he liked to get fucked in his big bubble butt. We started to walk around the house naked, and I would fuck him everywhere we could. On the couch, the kitchen table, the carpet, the garden, in front of our neighbors, etc…
After 2 months into his new life, he decided to make his whore status official, and went to F.U.S.E.D. to get his Sex Worker permit. Since he was so skilled in sex, he passed the practical test with flying colors, and now he goes walking around, clad only in a pink thong asking strangers to fuck him in public. And I follow him around, documenting everything that happens. He decided to go full fag, got some tattoos, hit the gym to make that perfect fuckable body, filled his closet with the most skimpy clothes made by men, and made sure to let everyone know he was free to use anytime.
I just love to watch his beautiful behind, watching the man who always educated me being dominated by everyone he meets. Me included.
Well, this is the first chapter of a multipart story that i will publish here on my tumblr. Is about exactly what you can see in the title, and i hope you guys like it.
My boyfriend and I got a bet. We’re playing Tetris in our PS4, and we decided that the man that gets the lowest score has to do the dishes and wash the clothes for an entire week. We’re thinking of switching chores with each other after the end of each week, but we needed to know who would start the first week doing everything. So we compromised to set it straight with a Tetris match, and the one who gets a low score has to do everything.
I started, and I did well. Got a score of 117,638 points on my first try, and now it was time for my lover to try to beat me. Thing is, I decided to play dirty. If I could postpone my chores for a week, so be it. I pulled down his shorts, grabbed his dick and immediately started to suck on his big, tasty dick. Problem is, he was completely stoic. He didn’t budged even a little, completely focused on beating my score. He didn’t wanted to wash my dirty laundry as much as I didn’t.
The scene was surreal. I was doing my best to distract him, but I couldn’t even get a proper reaction on this guy, who was completely focused on the game. I thought about going even dirtier on my trick, like adding teeth to the mix, but problem is, by the time I figured that out, he had already beaten my score. He looked at me and said, “Well, I don’t remember agreeing to a blowjob to the winner, but I’m happy with how it turned out.”
Well, I had to wash the dishes and do the laundry for an entire week, and I still gave him a free blowjob. I was bitter with the results, because I was sure I’m the best at Tetris in the house we live in, but my boyfriend noticed this, and he made a new bet:
“How about we do a rematch? The loser will have to do the chores for TWO weeks, this time around.”
After the Free Use laws came to pass, my neighbourhood Al decided to finally embrace his inner lust animal, ditching clothes all together, and fucking in public at any opportunity he could. He sold his house and his furniture, and now wanders around like a bum, offering his body to any person that comes across. Before he left, I asked him what he was planning to do with his life, since he’s going to go off the grid like that, and he told me his entire line of thought:
He told me about the Myth of famous philosopher Diogenes, a Greek philosopher who admonished society, and decided to live like a dog for the rest of his life. He said that all the artificial growths of society were incompatible with happiness and that morality implies a return to the simplicity of nature, so Al deducted that true happiness would be found in living like a simple animal.
In other words, Al was going to live like a nudist cum dumpster, taking loads from any men that comes around, which for Al is the perfect lifestyle. He thinks that dogs are the happiest beings in the world, so he will thrive to act like one, fucking in any public place he can. He invited me to join him in his kinky quest. It sounded like a pretty kinky and horny idea, and I liked it, but we had some things to decide first.
I would follow him in his ways for about two months, carrying my personal stuff, and some clothes as well, and a camera to record our activities. I placed a blog online where we would display our adventures to the world, where we sleep, what we ate, and who we fucked on the street.
One of the most viewed posts we had was one where Al was just fucked raw by a jogger that walked past, right beside the freeway. The Free Use laws were still becoming the norm, so our act of public sex certainly attracted a lot of attention. In a few weeks’ time, we were one of the most visited websites at the time, and many people followed suit, ditching all their clothes and belongings, and just living like sex animals on the street.
After 2 months into my 18º anniversary, I was permitted by law to become a Sex Worker, so I packed my bags and went to study at S.A.M., where I was thoroughly trained in every sexual practice know to men: I was fucked by my teachers every day, taught to eat cum like it was a regular meal, to deep throat cocks as big as 10 inches, to fuck in public without feeling shame, to participate in hundred men orgies that lasted days, and they even invited my dad so I could suck him off in front of everyone. They said that it was to completely remove my shame, but I know they just liked the sight of incest like everyone else.
After 24 months of keeping all my holes completely full, I finally graduated with full honors in my class. This is the photo of me and my 23 class mates. All a bunch of raunchy fags that will suck cock at any given moment, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Here in the photo is me, the guy just lying in the front with his cock out. The man eye fucking me is my fuck buddy Eddie, we always slept together in the same mattress. That’s right, mattress, they didn’t give us beds, so they could fuck us in the ground. They did that to make us humble. We are going to work together in the same neighbourhood, so that we can make a pair of Cocksucking fags for every hard-core stud to enjoy.
On the picture is also Zach. His father was one of the teachers, and whenever he needed to make a demonstration, guess who he picked? Either way, one of the tests we had to pass on is that a group of students would abuse Zach, his dad included, for the whole class to enjoy. However, there was a catch: We could only cum when our teacher deemed right to do so. Those who cummed before the teacher gave us permission would win a cum bucket shift at the local park. It’s exactly what you think it is.
Ah, the ones kissing in the picture are Matt and Mike, twins who wanted to make a world a better place, one cock at the time. By offering their bodies to any poor, stressed out man who needed relief. I mean, nothing wrong with that, I am doing this for the same reason, but why for the love of god do Twins have to be such incestuous fucks. Every time they did a task, they had to do it together, and when one of them gets a punishment, the other one begs to do it with him. I mean, I love an incestual relationship like anyone else, but believe me when I say that these guys are too much. I have never seen them in a moment when they AT LEAST had their hands on their dicks. I mean, god.
Oh, and for last, we have the two jolly happy boys at the top of the pic, at the middle: Barry and Don. Two really nice guys, always giving me and the boys some relief when we needed it. They passed every test, and is rumored that, in the public use test, they were fucked by 500 men each. They don’t tell us the numbers, but I believe that they have at least reached the top 10 biggest crowd pleasers of the history of Sex Worker Universities in all U.S.A. They’re the pride and joy of the academy, being put at the top of the photo to show that they’re the top shelf of what S.A.M. has to offer. For their high efficiency, they are likely going to work at the most hardcore places in existence, where men are likely to just grab your face and fuck it, wherever be it a sex worker, or regular whore. But do I worry for them? No, I know they’re capable, and I know that wherever they go, they’ll be well received.
Now I know what you’re thinking: Since I’m in the bottom of the picture, that must mean that I was the worst of the class, right? Probably a big slacker who just wants free, easy sex, right?
Well, how about you shut up and just use me like you should?
I was checking the mail the other day when i got a very interesting message. It was a pamphlet to what seemed like a new type of… church. It looked like a church, but not one I’ve ever seen before. The pamphlet has two sides, one with the picture of the church and a text, and the other with pictures of what happen in the church.
Here’s what the text says:
“Dear sinner (Nice Start, already), we welcome you to our congregation of worship, where we teach the lessons of the bible in our particular way, one that’s sure to leave a mark you won’t forget.
We want you to not only repent for your sins, but to also to see the many sins of the flesh that can be experienced, and how going through every single one of you can strengthen your knowledge of these temptations, and prevent you from falling victim to the sins of the flesh again.
We offer a unique, enriching and spiritual experience that will surely get you on your knees, asking for more of this blessed knowledge and experience.
We also have live presentations of the teachings of the bible, with seasoned actors who can bring the characters to life, who can be touched and experimented with. They will guide you through your spiritual awakening, and shows all the ways you can proclaim your god in no time.
So come down to the Church of Sin, where we will teach you about all the sins of the flesh the bible has warned you about.”
On the back, they have the address of the church, for anyone who wants to join their congregation. Now, I know that the Free Use Laws changed a lot of shit, but that sounded more like a commercial of a very specific Fetish Club. I’m actually not convinced about it yet, so I thought about actually going down there to see what that place is all about. Anyway, I haven’t been I touch with my faith for a while now. Hope this “Church” makes me a believer again.
Me and my brother had a dare. We had to see how much time each of us could hold our breath without passing out. It sounds childish, but don’t worry, me and my brother decided to spice up things a little. To make sure one of us could not fake out the breath holding, we would be deep throating each other’s cocks. That’s what I suggested to my young bro, and he agreed. We both had an average size of 7-6 inches of cock, so we would be able to shallow that pretty easily.
I started out on my brother. I went down on him, swallowed his dick, and I held it in my mouth for 3:23 minutes, which was quite impressive for me, but my brother shrugged it off and told me he could do it better. Then I told him “Ok, then come over here and do it.”, and pointed at my dick. My sweet, gullible little brother went down on me, and that’s when I played my trap: I closed my legs on his head, and held his head on my cock there for some time.
He started struggling, trying to move his head out of the headlock I placed him into, but I told him that if he keeps struggling like that, he’s going to lose whatever air he’s got. So he stayed still, and held his breath with my cock in his throat. The feeling was amazing, and I loved to tease my brother like that, to just abuse his throat without him suspecting what’s coming to him.
After 4 minutes, I took my legs out of his head, and he immediately took his head up to gasp for air. I stopped the clock right then and told him that he had beaten my time. “4:27. You’ve won, little bro!” I said with mock enthusiasm, and my brother was just looking at me with anger with his eyes, not believing he got fooled by me. What can I say, I love my little brother.
After the Free Use Laws were passed, there was a craze in fashion that was all about sex. The objective of this trend, for a while, was to dress yourself in the slutiest way imaginable. This was achieved by using tank tops, lingerie, cutting parts of pants, walking around only with shoes, etc.
One trend that made a lasting impact, however, was the medal chest.
The medal chest consists of a bare chest covered in cum jets, provided by multiple different men, mixing all together like a Jackson Pollock painting. The name Medal chest was obtained because it was compared to a chest full of medals of a military officer. Each strain of cum would be equal to an achievement.
It was kinky, outrageous, and very influential, being adopted by various sluts and other very promiscuous individuals. This fashion trend was popular with Sex Workers of all genders, and also popular in the youth, people aged 20-25 who just turned free to use by anyone, and wanted to demonstrate their newly gained sexual freedom by acting as slutty as possible.
A very healthy reaction of any young individual who is experiencing sexual discoveries.
The Jackson family is a normal nuclear free use family like any other. Father, mother and two kids of different genders. And just like any healthy free use family, the kid fucks her mom and her sister, and so does the father. The women of the house, of course, like this agreement very much indeed, but lately; there has been an issue that appeared as a surprise to the Jackson family.
The daughter of the family just came out as Trans to the family, and wanted to be referenced as a man from that point beyond. The family accepted that, and supported their daughter in her transition. A few months after she started, she looked just like a man, and was happy with her transition, ready to begin her new life as a man. However, she would find out that some old habits die hard, and that even as a man, she still missed her father and her brother’s hard cocks. So she asked them to still reefer to her as a him, but to still treat him like the little cocksleeve he has always been.
Now, the new boy of the Anderson still gets his father’s and his brother’s cock every day of the week, showing a new flavour of sex into the Anderson’s household.
Now this was a special request by a subscriber, who wanted for me to make a story with a Trans Male. If you like it, enjoy it. If you don’t, then just scroll down into the next post. If you have a request for me, then message me about it.
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