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Here are some tips on becoming a better bottom that the tops you have sex with may not tell you either out of a desire to not offend or because they get a thrill from telling others that we bottoms cannot handle their cock ;-)

SPREAD YOUR KNEES WIDE. The wider the bottom spreads his knees, the easier it will be while in doggy style. YES! If this is the first position he puts you in, use this trick to get used to his cock. 

ARCH YOUR BACK. This will not only look sexier to him, but also make deep penetration easier and less painful.

PUSH YOUR ASS OUT. This shows the top you crave his cock in your ass. Once he is in, you can push back to the rhythm of his thrusts.

PLACE YOUR CHEST SQUARELY ON THE BED. There is a reason a top pushes your head in the pillow or the sheets. This helps arch your back and push your ass out. It’s visually stimulating, because the focus is now completely on the ass you have presented to the top. The symbolic submission is also a big turn-on to a dominant top.

RELAX YOUR ANAL SPHINCTER. Having adopted the position described in steps 1-4, you should now focus your mind on relaxing your anal sphincter. It may help to remember how you take a dump, because the muscular relaxation is identical. Steps 1-5 should, with practice, enable very deep penetration with little or no pain.

ALLOW DEEP PENETRATION. Once you’ve mastered the previous steps, you may let him spread his own legs wider than yours so he can get more directly above you to pump his cock down and deep, with his balls bouncing off your ass.

REACH FOR HIS BALLS. Many tops find this very arousing, because you are fondling the sacks that produce their sperm, affirming their manhood.

COMMUNICATE. Tell him how much you enjoy having his cock in you. Let him know if you like his scent. Ask him to go slow if you feel pain.

Additional tips may be appropriate to partners who thrive on domination and submission. In all cases, these should be within reason. Both partners must be comfortable with this. Experiment to see what works best.

LET HIM SPANK YOU. A lot of dominant men get turned on by slapping the asses they are fucking, and seeing those asses turn a rosy color.

LET HIM GRAB YOUR HAIR. Another turn-on for many dominant tops.

LET HIM HOLD YOUR NIPPLES OR MAN BOOBS. As he pumps his cock up your ass.

LET HIM CALL YOU NAMES THAT TURN HIM ON IN THE HEAT OF THE FUCK. “Bitch,” “cocksucker,” “fag,” etc. But only when used in a non-derogatory way. This is about breaking taboos (which are charged with emotional intensity) and letting both of you get aroused by embracing your (contrasting) inner natures.

LET HIM CALL YOUR HOLE A “PUSSY” OR “CUNT.” That is, after all, its functional equivalent.

ALL ABOUT STEVE

I stretched out onto the couch, enjoying the swell of my new biceps. The hardened melons strained against his taut skin, appearing juicy. Ripe. His flexibility, given his size, surprised me.

A door opened catching me off-guard. Steve’s roommate Hector entered and looked at me, questioning.

“Why aren’t you at work?”

I intended to answer immediately, but my borrowed eyes traced the ripples on his abdomen. In a very Steve-like fashion, frenetic energy began to bounce around deep inside of my loins.

If I knew anything about Steve aside from the fact that he was straight, it was that he was a huge horndog.

My muscled body was consumed by a perverted, lustful fire. Although Steve wasn’t in the driver’s seat, he was very much inside of me.

His knowledge… his thoughts… all seemed tailor made for me. Bent to my predilections. Together we flipped through his sexual discography, dreaming of how we could tailor his depravity to the gorgeous man standing in front of us.

It would be the first man Steve would fuck, and the first time I would fuck someone inside of Steve.

I cleared my throat, then answered in a directness that I could only muster behind someone else’s gaze.

“Why aren’t your lips around my cock?”

Hector seemed to choke for a moment, then feigned a laugh, which gave way to a look of confusion.

“What?” he replied, flustered. His eyes began to dart around the room, as if he was just told he was on candid camera.

I repeated myself slowly, over-enunciating each word with Steve’s curled lips.

“Why. Aren’t. Your. Lips. Around. My. Cock.”

“Steve…” he muttered, taking a step back toward the door.

Although Hector wore a bewildered look, a large lump was forming in his jeans. Almost as if to answer, I rubbed myself. The girth of Steve’s excited cock was a welcome surprise.

“You can leave if you want, or…” I said smoothly in Steve’s voice, “You can watch. Bonus points for getting on your knees,”– my eyes flicked to a spot on the floor in front of me– “Right there.”

I licked my lips and gawked at him openly. In one fluid move, I pulled Steve’s uncut cock out of his shorts. My eyes continued to trace his body for hormonal inspiration as I began jerking myself off.

“Tell me you don’t want this,” I say, playing through Steve’s memories with Hector.

Hector’s breath caught in his throat. He eeked out, “I can’t.”

My mouth twisted into a smile as my aroused eyes rose to his. “I remember every stolen glance. I have wanted you, just as much as you want me. Now tell me again… why aren’t your lips around my cock?”

He crossed slowly to be and dropped to his knees. “Fuuuck. I can’t believe this is happening.”

I extended one of Steve’s swollen arms to the coffee table and grabbed his phone. It unlocked swiftly with his fingerprint. I started recording a video.

Hector looked to the lens, uncertain.

Invitingly, I thrust myself toward him and kept the camera aimed on his face.

“I told you to suck me off,” I snarled. “If you want me… prove it.”

Hector’s eyes lowered once again to Steve’s cock, which smelled of sex with his girlfriend from last night. I always wanted to try sleeping with a woman. Maybe I will tonight…

He brought his upturned nose into my forest of pubes and inhaled deeply. Hector was imprinting this. He wanted to remember this in the future.

With hesitation, he brought his mouth to my cock and pulled back the foreskin slightly. His tongue flicked against the dirty tip and Steve’s toes immediately curled.

“Now suck it.”

Hector slowly inhaled the head of my cock, and his head began to bob. I shifted the camera to me, enjoying the superior sneer on the dirtbag I was currently occupying.

“Fuck, Steve,” I moaned to my electronic reflection, “You are the fucking man!”

While Hector gave me head, my eyes drifted back and forth from the man who was giving me pleasure, and the glowing screen where I could watch the man receiving it.

ASTRAL BROSESSION PART 2

PART 1

“Picture your brother Dave,” Peter continued. “His dark eyes. The tuffs of dark hair that cover his thick chest. The musk that hits your nostrils when he…”

I squirmed with my eyes closed. Peter said I was supposed to feel a pulling sensation, but I felt nothing. But hey, if he could do it after repeating ninth grade twice, then so could I.

Then, an angry cry bellowed from the other room. “Fuck!“

It was my brother.

Blinking my eyes open, Peter had collapsed on the floor. It had happened again. Running downstairs at top speed, I overhear my brother talking to his best friend Jeff in the kitchen.

“Hey bud,” he said casually, “Grab yourself a beer and hang. I gotta go take a leak.”

Damn, Peter is getting so much better at this!

I slip into the downstairs bathroom as I hear my brother’s heavy footsteps approach. He opens the door and shoots me a wink, then unzips his pants and presents himself. With Dave’s swagger and killer ass, he leans his large frame over the toilet and lets loose a forceful stream.

“You weren’t kidding,” I say with a laugh.

“Yeah, I think he’s been holding it in since the last time I hopped inside of him. He’s starting to equate his trips to the bathroom with the memory loss… but you would think he would look forward to my little visits! I always get him off.”

Visits is a charitable term. Truth be told, Peter has accidentally been projecting himself into my brother and has started losing control. This was another occasion.

I started to fume. “You said it was my turn to get inside of him! You were helping me!”

“Sorry lil’ dude,” Peter said, borrowing my brother’s condescension. “Don’t know what happened. I was trying to help you visualize, and I ended up visualizing him myself.” His eyes narrow flirtatiously as he brings my hand to his ass. “Want me to make it up to you?”

“I’ve got a better idea. Let’s see if you can get into Jeff’s pants.”

Peter thought for a moment. As he was now wearing my brother’s face, the effect of thinking was almost comical.

“Again.” He corrected me. “Let’s see if I can get into Jeff’s pants again.”

“Whoa!” I cry. “They hooked up?”

“Seventh-grade camping trip, lil’ buddy.” He said, tapping my brother’s buzzed skull. “Buried real deep.”

———

I peeked around the corner as my possessed brother stomped back into the kitchen. Jeff finished off a beer and belched. They both laughed. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Jeff’s pecs that danced underneath his tight grey shirt.

Neither could my brother.

“What you looking at, man?” Jeff said with a coy smile.

“Oh, you know what I’m looking at,” my brother said smoothly. Then he extends a hand and places it on Jeff’s chest.

“Getting a little too close there, man. Somebody would think you were a homo.”

“Not a homo, dude,” my brother said, leaning his nose into Jeff’s giant trap and taking a long whiff. “Just appreciating this beautiful fucking slab of beef in front of me.”

Then my brother made his move. He pushes his pelvis hard into Jeff and pins him against the counter, then locks lips with his best friend whose face goes into shock.

As Dave kissing him deeply, it looks something shoots down Jeff’s throat. His muscle-bound body tenses and spasms, then he backhands my brother across the face and Dave tumbles to the floor.

Jeff grasps the edge of the counter to steady himself and calms his tremors. Horrified, I jump into the kitchen and scream, “Peter, you okay?”

“I’m good,” Jeff and Dave say in unison.

Dave — still possessed by Peter — looks up at Jeff from the floor in shock. Jeff — also possessed by Peter — pushes himself up off the counter and clutches the crotch of his jeans.  He forces an elastic smile across his face as he speaks to me.

“Well… this is an interesting development!”