Moving to Atlanta Almost Broke
I am moving to Atlanta from Boise, Idaho. The reason may already be obvious, but I love black dick. My first blowjob was to my black best friend Adrian. Until now I have had a few black cocks in my juicy white ass, but I was on a cold streak a couple of months back.
"Louisiana", a 9 in uncut black cock guy, had fucked me over 5 different times, but disappeared back to Louisiana I guess. I was desperate so I posted an ad in the Atlanta CL section because that's wh
I met Dave at the bars. We hit it off immediately and spent the night talking, until the bar finally shut down. We left and decided to go to a new bathhouse that had just opened down the street. We got checked in and got a shared room. We stripped off, making out briefly, and then went out to explore. We got in the hot tub for a bit and chatted with some guys. Had a nice chat but decided to get out and roam a bit more. The club was nice but plain so we headed back to the room where we made out,
I love business trips. All all-expense paid to go fuck guys in another part of the world. This time I was sent to Denver for ten days. The first night I was there I went out to a couple bars, chatted with a few guys but no one really caught my eye. The clubs eventually closed down and I was looking around the parking lot of the last bar I was at, watching my prospects dwindle rapidly, when I saw a cute little twink sitting in his car. He was probably around twenty-two. I walked up to his car and
I hadn't seen Jack in several months. We used to hang out at clubs, but never did anything beyond making out. Apparently he had moved out of the city, but was back visiting family and friends. We had a couple drinks and caught up. We started talking about the last time we were making out and he asked me if I wanted to do anything. I said of course, so we left the bar and headed for a nearby park. It was after midnight by the time we got there. There were a couple trails that had a reputation for
Another Real Experience (x 2!) PART TWO - the Porn Star and the Trucker
Part Two, The Trucker
So, as mentioned in Part One of this double post, I was watching a Classic Pre-Condom Gay Porn Vid recently and it brought back two very hot and very different experiences. The vid was 1986′s “Oversized Load” about the sexual exploits of some young truckers - and it brought back BOTH the many times I played with one of its’ stars, Scott O’Hara, AND the first time I partied with a trucker in his rig.
Well what can i say, since i made the decision to bareback in 2002 its been quite an adventure!
Recently ive started to venture out onto the gay scene again, in London and Leeds, and thanks to excellent parties like Cumunion and some nice sleazy sauna's and clubs i've never had more BB sex!
One thing i have noticed from then to now is how much bigger the bb scene is, and far more open!
The first time i fucked bare was amazing, the sensation was so much better than anything i had encountered
Ok, so the whole taking slowly into the bb scenes started a little quicker and heavier than i thought it would.
I normally have mondays off and thought I'd have a cruise and see who would up for some fun, i was prepared to have to spend the day looking for a BJ but almost instantly i chatted with a horny guy who was only a half an hour down the road and wanted a quick hook up, no mention of BB at that point and i didn't mention it as i was so horny i just wanted cock in me covered or no!
As i
Another Real Experience (x 2!) - the Porn Star and the Trucker
I was watching a Classic Pre-Condom Gay Porn Vid this evening and it brought back two very hot (and very different) experiences. The vid was 1986′s “Oversized Load” about the sexual exploits of some young truckers - and it brought back BOTH the many times I played with one of its’ stars, Scott O’Hara, AND the first time I partied with a trucker in his rig.
For those who never saw any of Scott O’Hara’s movies (”Hung and Horny”, “St
At the baths a couple weeks ago - doin' my regular party, leather, whore thing. I guess it was around 3 am on Saturday morning when I saw these two leather guys in one of the double rooms. The 'boy' was probably around 30, built, pierced nipples, leather harness and chaps. His 'Daddy' was closer to my age (mid 50s) good shape, but thinner, also in a leather harness and chaps. They were kicked back on the bed smoking cigarettes - looked like they were takin' a break. We all nodded at each other,
So its been a busy week for me work wise so not had much time to find any fun, but i did manage to get together with a hot older guy.
It was about 7 on saturday night and i was crusing all the sites, without much success, when i say a fucking fantastic looking arse. I messaged the guy with "Hi, nice hole there" and carried on cruising but glanced at my messages hoping he would respond. And he did.
I opened the messages and he'd written back, "thanks mate, got anything to fill it with?" - yeah
The jizz in my ass had been feeling lonely all through dinner and I was gagging for more loads. The bars were busier tonight, everyone hanging around outside again chatting and cruising away the hot evening. At the end of the street, in front of Queenz bar, was a gaggle young lads, fairly cute but with that annoying overly-preened plucked eyebrows look going on, they were handing out flyers, selling drugs and selling themselves. Coke is the drug of choice over here it seems. We get given flyers
After a day at nudist beach staring at cock, in particular one large cock that kept getting hard each time I bent over in front of it and flashed the guy and his bf my ass tattoo, I was horny for a dark room again. Some friends had arrived on a flight from London and got to the beach just after lunchtime. We were staying in the same apartment complex so there were 4 of us on our balcony for post-beach drinks and for helping each other apply after-sun in those hard to reach crevices. One of the g
So I've decided that I'm going to write a blog about my dive into the BB world. Here's the start...
So I've been with my bf for 12 years and life is great, but sex is non existent. I love sex and i need it daily (three or four times if i can get it) so been looking online for horny sex.
For a few years it was great and i would find a guy to meet up with and have fun regularly (almost always safe) but that was cool, they were usually quick and i tended to to bottom so the irritation of the rubb
Hey guys. Thanks for checking out my new blog. I've been posting on various threads on Breeding Zone for a few years and thought it was about time I got organised and kept everything in one place. This is my adventures in cum gluttony, written asap after they've happened.
I've just returned from 6 days in Sitges, Spain, about 30mins along the coast by train west of Barcelona and widely seen as the gay capitol of Europe - although Berlin might have something to say about that.
Following a 3am s
Pete (BF) and I went to a BB party last night. Lots of favors. Lots of muscleboys. Not enough tops....
Anyway, when we left this morning, the host handed us three bags of T - said he wanted it out of his house. So....Pete and I stretched the party on through the afternoon - smokin' a little - playin' a little. Finally, about six o'clock, Pete said, "Ya know, we're both clean, we're both fuckin' high.............tubs?" "You're readin' my mind, fucker!" I grinned. It didn't take us thirty min
I had a couple of hours after checking out of my hotel in Madrid and catching my plane back to London. I had a hangover from drinking late the night before and was wondering the street of Madrid on a hot lunch time. The story is true up except the fucking and cumming unfortunately. He gave me his email and so this was my email to him this morning.
I enjoyed fantasising about what might have happened yesterday if we had more time.
When I stood behind you at the cash point I was admiring your r
was in Dallas traveling for work - I had been working 12-16 hour days M-F on this project, and after a week of that I was ready to cut loose a bit! got back to my hotel room and found a hot (from his pics) total top guy mid 40's Blk/Mex 6' 200, lots of tats and a marvelously thuggish look to him. Our email exchange made it obvious we had everything the other was looking for. He invited me over, and after I cleaned up and got my bag of tricks packed, I made the 20 minute trip over to his pla
Another Real Experience - A Surprise Cloudy St. Patrick’s Day
A quick one about a quick one two days ago.
It’s been a really stressful couple of weeks work-wise and my patience was wearing incredibly thin on Tuesday. Despite being in communications hell, at least several commission checks finally came in so money was one thing NOT causing stress.
I was done with work by noon and was to meet family and friends in the city at 8PM for St Pats celebrations. I really wanted to kick back with som
The next few entries are going to cover my very recent trip to Berlin. I stayed in Schoneberg for 5 night, I'm typing this as I've just got back my ass and cock are still tender and the memories are still fresh. I fly in to Berlin during the day and get to my apartment in less than an hour, it's a nice apartment with a great price, at first I couldn't believe it but I booked through ebab(a breedingzone user's suggestion) the week before I flew to Berlin I looked through both recon and bbrt to ma
Part 1
It was going to be a great day! I had just turned 18 two days ago, I was graduating from high school in the afternoon and I was going to a huge party that night with my girlfriend Emily, my best friend Paul and his girlfriend Linda.
First let me tell you about myself. My name is Caleb. I’m the youngest of four boys in a very religious and close family. I was home schooled until high school and then went to a high school operated by our church. I guess you could call me the nerdy type. I
So, here I sit, coming down from three days of partying. Feel like shit but the butt is tingling - so there are advantages.
I never was very good at pointing myself. Primarily, it is because I have thin shallow veins. I can get the first one okay most time but after that it is hit or miss. Mostly, miss. Sometimes at the end of a session, my arms look like that of a hard core junkie. I started pointing back in the 80s and luckily I had admins around to assist. When I was left to doing it myself,
Oh yes I remember mine very well. I was 19 years old and in the military and had been at my duty station for a couple of months. I came in from duty to find a new roommate, Robert, had been assigned to my room. He was a year older, nice looking with nice body, bright blonde hair (very short cut as required) and pretty friendly and originally from Illinois. I worked an evening shift from 3 p.m. until 11 p.m. and he worked a day shift from 7 a.m. until 3 p.m., so we didn’t see much of each othe
