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You wake up one morning after a night of partying and heavy drinking...

Who let me near the hard alcohol huh? when it comes to the hard stuff all my reasoning power goes poof! that and who was the first guy cause they just took my Virginity.
 
This happened to me once. But it was only one person. He was really, really sexy. So I just shrugged it off. I did tell him to just ask next time he wanted to fuck, lol.

Wow...30 condoms eh? Some kind of marathon :lol:
 
"Damn it!! Only 30 this time. I guess I'll have to try again. Maybe one day I'll hit my goal"
 
"Goddamn -- Grandma is testing out her dildos again!"

I'm saying it's possible.

ooo OP made is sound like Cluedo. I love Cluedo. Lube? 30 condoms? It's Mrs. Peacock in the Library with the strap-on.
 
wow... it's amazing to have that kind of sex drive!
 
I would freak out tremendously for about an hour, wondering what happened and (more importantly) how. I never drink anywhere near that much. What was put in my drink to knock me out?

Then I would call the doctor for PEP. Because 30 guys used a condom, but how many didn't?
 
The real question is, who the fuck would want to tap that ass after dozens of guys just fucked you? I bet it had all the grip of a bowl of Jell-O

I don't know about the guys at your ''party'' but I wouldn't want to be the 26th guy in line to fuck anyone.And who the hell are these people your hanging out with? No one stepped in and said, ''hey,quit raping him, he's passed out.'' You need new freinds.

If you drink like that,you're in for a world of hurt.Get to a meeting.


This.

Anyone who drinks to the point of not remembering has a serious problem.

And I guarantee you that 30 guys didn't fuck you. Not even in your fantasies.
 
This.

Anyone who drinks to the point of not remembering has a serious problem.

And I guarantee you that 30 guys didn't fuck you. Not even in your fantasies.

Yes, blackouts are a danger sign.I would have them quite frequently.I would not remember large portions of the evening..Often times, the last thing I might remember would be stepping outside for a smoke.The next thing I know,it's almost daylight,I'd sorta come to while eating breakfast at a diner somewhere and reading the paper.I'd get to thinking about the night,and I honestly couldn't remember much of it.If it weren't for credit card ,ATM reciepts,I''d have no idea where I was..

Many times, I'd be all over NYC(or a town near you),in full blackout. Apparently,from the reciepts,I'd hit several more bars,none of which I'd remember.I imagine I must have been walking and talking with people.I wasn't cut off anywhere that I can remember.I'd have no bruises,and my clothes were in good shape.I must have still been able to at least appear somewhat sober,at least enough to get a drink..

At least with me,blackout or not,I guess I still function reasonably well.I just don't remember any of it,or only bits and pieces.I might get a flash of talking with someone,but's that's about it.Or I may remember something about there not being any garlic salt at the pizzeria.Or maybe talking with the Iranian cab driver about the price of fuel.Just bits and pieces at best..Often, there'd just be a blank.

One thing that reassured me in some sick,kinda fucked up way,was how on another night ,at the begining of another session,while still reasonably sober,guys that I thought were hot would come up to me and start talking about the last time we hung out.I would have no idea who they were or what the fuck they were talking about,but,I knew they weren't full of shit.They knew stuff about me and recalled details of conversations and said things I would say..I'd feel like a dick for not remembering a word of it,but in a way,if this makes sense,it reassured me, that while I may not know where the fuck I am,apparently,I'm able to convince others I do.Or at least,not give them reason to suspect I don't..According to many of these people,we've had some really great conversations.Again,I don't remember them.It also left me fairly comfortable with my ''auto pilot.'' I didn't have freaks that I would normally avoid walking up to me and telling me about the time we made out.

At some point though,you gotta come clean on blackouts.They can be a dangerous thing.I don't think I could imagine something like 30 guys pulling a train on me ,and I hope it didn't happen to this guy.That would just fuck me up.Sobriety,while sometimes boring,is not a bad thing.I like waking up in the morning without having to unravel a mystery..

I don't attend meetings as much as I used to, but I'd definately recommend them for anyone who routinely deals with blackouts when they drink.Blackouts take the fun out of drinking.Getting raped by strangers, real or imagined,should be enough to get the OP to seriously consider alcohol and it's effects on him..
 
^Nope. Not even after I posted it as post #4 in this thread.

-d-
 
Nope.

Never heard this joke.

But I've known guys who were so drunk they couldn't remember getting fucked while unconscious.
 
Quoted from Catee's Fetish thread of Jan 1, 2010. And Catee wrote:

How's this for a passed out guy fantasy?

I've always wanted to fondle a straight friend's ass while he's passed out. After playing with the cheeks a bit, I begin to rub up and down his crack with one hand while I stroke my cock with the other hand. When it's time to come, I'll blow a load onto my fingers, and then play with the hole leaving all goo in and/or around it

Then if I'm really daring, I'd love to lick it off

Uh sorry. But the fantasy of basically sexually assaulting a straight friend when they're passed out sure is a different line to cross than fantasizing about 30 guys gang banging you while you are passed out.
 
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