Today, I was listening to an audiobook called How to Make Friends as an Adult for Dummies, and there was a chapter about loneliness that got me thinking. This was something I struggled with a few years ago, back when I was still single and frustrated with my dating life. Naturally, I felt quite alone. I had friends to talk to, but it wasn’t the same because most of them were couples—they didn’t have much time to spare for me. I would come home from work, go to the gym, and then sit down at my co
I am in a tunnel with my sister and her friends. I am 14 years old, and we are bored. I’ve seen this tunnel before on one of my walks around the park near my house, water trickling out of it, dark and gloomy, my curiosity piqued, but I never dared to wander through it, though I always wanted to. I am excited when someone suggests it, and here we are, walking through it after checking if the coast is clear, it is.
There are six of us: me, my sister, her best friend, and three other friends w
North of Home—January, 2024
It is likely that I picked up my cold at either of the two visits to the bookstore on Dec 31 or January 1. I felt lousy and had a nose that wouldn’t stop running (unless you counted the evenings in bed where all that mucus slid down my throat instead.) I worried that I would have to cancel my planned meeting with Ross.
Sometime after I got back from New Jersey, we had set up a date for January 6. I looked back in the blog and found that we had not
I have a number of life mantras, pillars of life you might call them, that I try to live by.
1. You reap what you sow.
This one is simple—you get out what you put in. I always try to do the very best I can, because I know that at the end of the day, your efforts are rewarded. And if they’re not for whatever reason, they will be later down the track. For those unwilling to put in the effort, life won’t hand them what they want. An example of this for me is going to the gym. Lately, I ha
I am Philip Nguyen, just an ordinary person living an ordinary life. I’m sitting at my desk, writing these words on an iPad I bought sometime this year, beyond my budget, but I’m glad I did. It’s one of those little joys in my life that I try to nurture. I often think about having a luxurious life and the ways in which one can foster it.
I first came across this idea on a podcast where the speaker said that having flowers scattered across the house is a splendid way to have a luxurious life
I have this weird relationship with money. I guess everyone has some sort of relationship with money in their own unique way. My family and I grew up poor. We came here when I was four and my sister was five. My parents took on random jobs before eventually landing in sewing. I remember growing up, even though I went to a public school in the western suburbs, every year my sister and I would get nervous about how much they needed to pay for uniforms, books, and stationery.
We often bought t
Sometimes, I feel like I’m not good at this whole relationship thing. I doubt myself constantly. I think about how I’m supposed to be supportive, kind, and gentle, and lately, I don’t feel like I’m living up to any of those things.
Take my partner’s hobby, for example. I encouraged him to get back into drawing, and when he decided to do it, I thought, “Good on him, that’s a great idea.” But that’s about where my excitement ended. He asked me for help upscaling one of his images, and while I
Near Home—January, 2024
I woke up on New Year’s Day, after the marathon of sucking at the bookstore the day before, with a raging hardon. I hadn’t shot myself while working so hard to get off the guy who reminded me of Robert Mitchum. The moment I poured boiling water over my tea bag, I knew I was going back. I guessed the place would have low attendance, but it would just take one mouth or ass to do the job…
I arrive right after lunch. There are actually a few cars in the l
Writing and AI
There was a time, not long ago, when I stopped writing almost entirely. I was convinced that the emergence of AI would be able to produce much better writing that I ever could. Honestly, it probably can. But recently, I’ve started to see things differently. Instead of feeling defeated, I’ve learned to work with AI, letting it sharpen my words and speed up processes that would’ve taken me hours. It doesn’t take away my voice; it enhances it. I’ve realized that using AI doesn’t
For those who know me very well, you’d know that gaming has always been a major pillar in my life, now and forever. I still vividly recall a day in primary school when I came home, and my mother told me and my sister that my dad had gotten us a present. I had no idea what it could be, but when I saw the Super Nintendo Entertainment System (SNES) with him playing Super Mario World, I was amazed. I had a go, but it was super difficult, and I didn’t play it much at first—my dad seemed to enjoy it m
Near Home—December, 2023
It was New Year’s Eve. And I couldn’t decide what to do. I was planning a Chicago trip for the second weekend of January, so I knew I wasn’t going there. I didn’t want to go as far as Toronto, for either the time in the car or expense. Last year I rang in the New Year fucking at the huge bookstore/bathhouse complex north of me but, still weary from my long layover coming back from New Jersey, I knew I couldn’t spend the length of time there to justify the admis
Near Home—December, 2023
Part Two: In the Gay Theatre
(This picks up where we left off in the last post.)
As I come out of the rest room, I see a familiar face. It’s the cute college kid who jerked off on the woman’s breasts when we both played with the bisexual couple. He smirks at me, nods and goes into the gay cinema. I follow his hot little ass into the gay theatre.
He is just sitting down, in the corner, to the left of the open cocksucker’s seat. Of course, I
Near Home—December, 2023
Part One: In the Straight Theatre
The trip home from Jersey was technically trouble free, but it had the longest layover I have ever experienced. I got home exhausted in the middle of the afternoon on the Thursday after Christmas. The last thing I wanted was sex. I awoke on Friday feeling totally refreshed—and horned. Seriously hard. I went to the bookstore…
I have my hand on the doorknob of the straight theatre when he stops me
Jersey City—December, 2023
So, we celebrated. My birthday had been just before I arrived in New Jersey. My brother’s partner’s birthday and their wedding anniversary are the same day—that was the special dinner. Oh, and then Christmas…
The day after, my phone dinged. Rudy was back from his time with his parents in the Midwest. Was I still interested in playing tomorrow? I was. And told him so. We set a time. But Rudy was eager. He checked in with me the next morning.
Writing has been a part of me for a long time now. I wasn’t particularly good at English—I remember struggling with grammar the most. Like most stereotypical Asian kids, I was particularly good at math and science, and those were the subjects I chose going into high school and beyond. Math only has one correct answer, which comforted me, while there really isn’t a right or wrong answer when it comes to English essays. That often frightened me.
When I got my first job working at a yogurt sho
Hey dudes, It's Eric, your boy who loves takin' it raw. I just had the craziest week ever, broke my own record for loads in one week!
My Dom, Master Dex, took the week off and took me to these dope spots in here in Florida - Slammers and Ramrod.
First up was Slammers, where it was all about barebackin'. The place was packed, full of old dudes and tourists 'cause it's winter here, and everyone's down for some raw action and everyone assumes your on PrEP or on treatment. But then
I went to the Ochsengarten for the first time when I was about 20. I come in a bit unselfconsciously in jeans and a white T-shirt – but there are only leather guys inside. From this moment on I find leather horny. Even what was to come for me can no longer change that.
I get myself a coke at the bar and stand across from the wall to look at all those horny leather guys! I'm totally hot right away! But one thing in particular catches my eye: a real guy, full beard, leather vest, chaps and le
Sayings of past guys who were blunt breeders. Shot from their balls and scored.
"how's it going man? I'd love to use that cumdump of yours .... 5'10 175 bwn/grn/masc/discreet/33"
"Hi. In wm hwp ddf 6'0 210 and attractive. 36 yrs old. Masc and semi hairy. Ready now."
"Nice warm place to unload in, yr ass. Whereabouts is the hole and how late is it open?"
"Hey man nice ass! I'm 34 5'10 190 6.5c thick 7 day load I wanna pump it out"
"I’d love to add my seed to your
Back in the day, I put up a private gloryhole. Just cloth. I'd put it up at my apartment or hotel when travelling.
I rummaged through archives and bumped into pics of the guys who swung for some gloryhole action. I was always floored by the packages that wanted the discretions of a gloryhole.
These GH guys said kinky things like:
"Yea a blowjob sounds great."
"Im ready" <-- I guess he needs to pop!
"Five ten, 170, 6 cut, clean, Ddf, mwm 51" <-- just the s
The things horny guys say to sink their cock into some hole. I posted my 1st hotel cumdump to Craigs in the summer of 2013.
Here's some samples below.
Guys who ask questions:
"u take my load tonight?"
"Can I fuck it and pump dump??"
"Hot ass!! Where you at? Need to pop my nut."
"huge 3 day load...u want it in ur ass?"
"up for a breeding today?"
"sup? where u located? be blindfolded when i get there?"
"Still there? Love to breed you. 37, 6'1" 1
I think it was just after midnight at the bar. I should've stayed home after getting back from my friends, but once I've had a certain amount of alcohol, I get pretty horny and wanted to get laid. I saw him from across the room, he was pretty average looking but looked like he had a pretty great body. I just remember saying hi to him, and the next thing I know we're making out in the corner of the bar. He's a great kisser and he's got one his hands on my ass. His crotch is thrusting into me. My
FIRST of all ... forgive my spelling, grammar, and poor sentence structure. My "life goal" was to fuck for a living, so I didn't feel it necessary to retain all that jazz. Plus I don't like jazz 😁
THE BIRDS AND BEES:
Stupidest fucking title ever for the "sex talk". Sounds more like a national geographic special to me. When my mom first asked me if I could cum. I replied "come where?"
First some background. I was the youngest of 2 children in a divorced household. I have an older
Hello everyone, sorry it's been so long and I can't believe how fast it's gone by. This is just a quick update to let you all know what's going on.
First and most important is my HIV status. Still proudly Poz, and proudly not on any medication.
But even more importantly is I found the loves of my life. I met a Dom in Ft. Lauderdale and was finally able to move out of my mom's house and have been living with Him for 3 years now, but as of last Christmas He's been sharing me with a Do
