I know chicago just had one and DC will have its first one in January .
Would love to hear more stories
Would love to hear more stories
I know chicago just had one and DC will have its first one in January .
Would love to hear more stories
omfgCan't wait to see Don, Jr. in the mares section!
I’m curious to hear how rough some guys were.Ha I arrived with all the other bottoms, you are brought into a room and have to take off all your clothes and put them in a bin bag that gets tied with a number which you also get drawn on your back. You get a hood over your head, white for condom only or red if you are up for bareback. Then you are brought into the room and positioned around the place. You cannot refuse any cock or you are removed and banned for life. Have to take any cock in your mouth or ass and can't see what they look like at all. Only valid reason to refuse is if their cock in pierced. It's so intense even if you arnt being used, hearing everyone around you fucking. I was used on and off for about 2 and a half hours. I think maybe 3 guys used condoms. Lots of guys fucked and moved onto the next person. Towards the end they would all let themselves go and cum. Took many loads. Some guys got very rough. Nothing you could do. Hands are tied. I would definitely go back
I know chicago just had one and DC will have its first one in January .
Would love to hear more stories
The DC one will be during MAL weekend maybe around 18th I thinkI didn't know they also had them in the U.S. Does anyone know the name of the Chicago and DC ones and if there are any others in other cities?
Some were quite rough but someone knowing you have to take it made it easier. That and poppers.I’m curious to hear how rough some guys were.
These events are a crazy level of fun. Your nuts will get drained dry and feel sorta worked out for a day after.
I didn't know they also had them in the U.S. Does anyone know the name of the Chicago and DC ones and if there are any others in other cities?
What a night you’ve described!! What did it for me was the thought of being rejected at first, then the exhilaration that a stallion wished to mount you, thus opening the floodgates for more horny stallions to take their turn!Last week. I went to my first Fickstutenmarkt. So you know the rules: A party for gay men with strict rules. You have to decide beforehand if you want to be a "mare" (bottom) or a "stallion" (top). I was of course a mare. You arrive an hour before the stallions, get naked, stuff your clothes into a plastic bag and check it (this is in the back room of KitKat). Then you find yourself a place in the spacious premises and at a certain point get a bag over your head that leaves your mouth free. You are now a piece of fuck meat. The rules are that anyone of the stallions - you come in once you are blindfolded - can fuck you at will. You are not allowed to say no, unless he is too big or has a piercing or something. At the same time, the color of the bag you are wearing indicated whether you go bare or safe (I wore a white bag, meaning safe). There are periodic checks on whether condoms are used for the safe mares, and the staff are actually quite important for the mares' wellbeing, as they lead you to the bathroom if you need to go, or let you leave once you have enough.
Anyway, when it started and I was blindfolded, I was first prepared to be disappointed. I was in a back corner of the room and could hear the moaning and slapping of asses but no one came to me. Since you can't see anything, it is really disorienting after a while, and in my memory, there are visuals that I could not possibly have had. At some point someone touched by ass, my dick, and put a finger in me. But then passed by. It was infuriating. I was there to get fucked and was passed over. But only a couple of minutes later, someone took me and led me to a different part of the room (no idea where), and positioned me on a sling. Once on it, he lubed my up good and started to fuck me. It was painful, but a noseful of poppers made it work. And after a short time, I eased into it. From then on, the night was heaven. I never felt this good, this used, this degraded but also taken care of. From then on, there was a constant stream of guys stretching my asshole, fucking my wildly, sometimes tenderly. I lost count at some point, but it may have been at least ten, maybe fifteen guys, most of them pretty sizable (I love girth). There was no talking, only fucking, one after the other, after the other. Again, I saw nothing but remember images: my legs in the air on the sling, fucked hard and sucking the dick of someone standing next to me. No, there was one conversation: One guy asked me for my number. Not my phone number, the number you get written on your arm and back at the beginning that is both for getting your clothes back but also to chose the best mare of the evening. I haven't checked who won, but I know that I got at least one vote from this guy.
A couple days later, my asshole is still raw. I think I wasn't able to manage more than two hours like this before I asked to be led back to the changing room; I considered going back after a break, but it was too much. I felt raw, used, degraded, and happy in a way that I didn't know before. Next time, December 14, I will go again. This time, I will find a better spot, and hope to stay until the end.
Not the same by any means, but I’ve been fucked multiple times at the Bear Party here in NYC. Of course, they’re shut down now because of COVID, but once they start up again (hopefully soon?) I highly recommend checking them out.How can we get one to happen in NYC? I want to be bred like that.
What’s the one in Washington called? And can you give a brief description of the atmosphere please? ThanksI went in Washington DC last year. Loaded up a couple boys and made some top friends too.