Leaderboard

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”, “Stick Shift”, “The Other Side of Aspen 2″ and especially “Head Over Heels”) he was a blond cross between an All American Boy type and a Midwestern Farm Boy in looks during the height of his career, was given the label “Biggest Dick in San Francisco” for his very large (and gorgeous) endowment, and his ability to blow himself… which he did frequently in films. He was born a year before me in 1961 and died from AIDS related complications in 1998. I knew him in the 1990s when no studio would hire him anymore because of his status, and he had reinvented himself as an author, publisher and activist - he was also by this time sporting a skin-head ACTUP queer look and was the first person I knew to have any tatoo related to his illness applied to his body. I even wound up writing a number of articles for his magazine “STEAM” which was an unapologetic paen to cruising, recreational and anonymous sex at a time when saying such things aloud invited VERY public scorn and condemnation. I was introduced to him by the photographer I was frequently doing nude shoots for (see the black & whites I posted of myself some months back). Though now in my thirties, I still sported a short blond somewhat military cut (suitable for playing parts like Lt. Cable in “South Pacific”) and just like it used to happen to the hot stud I was about to meet, my clean cut look made many of the pigs “in the scene” underestimate my kink/pig side. Hell, I’d been going to NYC’s leather bars since I was 18! But if you didn’t know me… Anyway, sure enough, the first of the photographer’s parties he invited me to I met with that reaction until the guests learned better… including Mr. O”Hara. I had to go over some details for an upcoming shoot with the host that slowed down my stripping compared to the other guys - there was now a room full of (remember the time period, mid-90s) lean, vascular, shaved guys with either buzz cuts or shaved head and lots of piercings, while a guy (me) who looked like an Army Captain or Police Sergeant was still mostly dressed. I thought the guy who was introduced to me as “Scott” was the hottest of a room full of hotness, and then he turned and I saw the “HIV+” tattoo and growled “fuck yeah”… Scott turned to me with a look of surprise and a smile and said “Man, lookin’ at you I would have expected you to zip up and head out the door, not have THAT reaction!’ I responded that I was full of surprises as my clothes came off revealing my full leather harness, metal cockrings and chrome and leather arm bands. “Told you guys he’d more than fit in,” I heard my host and photographer say. As things were getting comfortable and we were progressing to the sex, Scott stayed by me surreptiously doing some lines and giving me some - probably about ¾ of the guys were doing enhancements, but not everyone was down with it, so the rule was keep it low-key. Considering the way I was reacting, it was probably NOT the coke I thought it was at first (tina was not all that regular at that time - I’d first had it with that pilot back in the 80s - “Karmic Chemfuck” - and only one other time up until this point). There was also a bit of K around and good poppers and Max Impact. Scott was really curious why I wasn’t scared of his tatoo… and I quietly told him I tested positive back in early 1985, and I kept it very quiet for my performing career’s sake - he sure related to that! At that point, even my host didn’t know I was poz - just my partner (who, now after 26 years together is STILL negative) and my doctor. Scott was very turned and and sticking another line of K my way, he looked me in the eye and said “Fuck yes. So you and I can bareback each other tonight - its the only way a man should fuck or be fucked!” Whoa! Bareback… now when sex started for me, everything was bareback (the term itself didn’t even exist) but in order to keep up my slut lifestyle in the 90s, a condom was mandatory and though I hated them I was good at using them as a top… as a bottom they really slowed me down as I always get an allergic reaction to condom style latex. I had thought I’d never feel that ecstasy again, but this absolute satyr of a man caught me at just the right level of “enhancement” that reservations I would normally have had were tempered by his very logical argument and his very hot cock and attitude and his very good party favors. We agreed. The lights in the photography studio went to psychedelic, trance music played and the group went at it. My tongue found other tongues, hot cocks - many with PA’s and some of the hottest manholes I’d encountered with my mouth in a while. There were about 8 of us in total (small compared to some groups) but all hot and all piggy. While we both played with every other guy there, Scott and I also spent a bit of extra time with each other - we dove into an anal 69 seemingly trying to get our whole heads up each others hot chute. We pulled off into a hot kiss and I felt him press something up into my hole - it burned a bit as he put something in my hand and said “here, do me”. I pressed the rock salt like stuff into his hole and we stopped to do another line of it and a hit of poppers and he rolled back onto a waist height wooden block and whispered “slide that poison stick in the poison hole”. It was so wrong, but so right. My cock slipped in easily and I was ballistic with pleasure. As I fucked him and rolled him further onto the block, he smirked at me and took his own cockhead into his mouth, lewdly tonguing it. THAT’s when it finally hit me. I subtly hissed down to him “holy fucking shit - SCOTT is it? You’re Scott O’Hara, I fucking love your movies.” He seemed really pleased at that and after a few more minutes of me pounding his manhole, he called out “switch!”. A quick couple of glugs of fluids, and another something pressed into my butt, making it SCREAM to be filled, and he pushed me back into the position he’d just been in. He gave me a shot of poppers, sprayed some Maximum Impact on someone’s jock that was lying around, shoved it in my mouth and said “here it comes.” JEEEZUS! The first raw cock in my hole in over six years, and it’s that gorgeous giant! It hurt a bit ‘till I stretched around it, but I was so excited and so tweaked, and so relieved to not have latex fucking me that it soon settled in and felt friggin’ amazing. Our host, who knew my play style well glanced over and remarked “I never thought you’d take that monster that easily, if at all!” and then squinting to look closer, realized there was no condom. His eyebrows shot up, but before he could say anything else, he was distracted by a SECOND latex sheathed cock sliding up next to the first in his own hole, and his attention was drawn elsewhere. There were more fucks with the other guys for each of us, both as tops and bottoms (and one other guy who had noticed us also barebacked each of us and let us bareback him). There was also lots more hole-play, some fisting and w/s, a bit of b/d here and there and toy play, and always, lots of rimming of really hot holes. Scott and I had to keep our holes to just us and the one other guy at the end as we’d each blown off up each others fuck chute. I had gone home with a load in my hole and that much joy in years - and oddly, though I played enough times after with my photographer it wasn’t until almost 18 years later that we finally barebacked each other! After that I played with Scott a number of times - a few group scenes, but mostly either as a three-way with our photographer bud (still using condoms on him) or one on one, where he’d get me high and we’d get wonderfully nasty. He hired me to write a number of columns for his “Steam” Magazine between a few more wild fucks. After that night, when I was playing “extracurricularly” I more and more sought out other poz for BB and less and played with those requiring a condom… I’d regained so much physical joy, and if I wasn’t hurting myself or someone else, then there was finally SOME kind of silver lining for this stupid disease (that I’ve now been dealing with for 30 YEARS). Tomorrow, I’ll tell you about the first time I partied with a trucker in his cab! For more about Scott O’Hara: http://likeahornyboy.blogspot.com/2012/06/scott-o-hara-is-too-big.html?zx=5fbde5ac859bcb2

He was an online hookup, can't remember if it was craigs or someplace else... We had a fairly brief convo, he sent me a dick pic that looked really nice and I invited him over for a bj or maybe more. He showed up and he was young and fit. Good looking with a nice smile, smooth dark skin. We sat on the couch and I made him a drink. Tried some small talk but I wasn't getting much of a sense of personality out of him, and we didn't appear to have much of anything in common. I didn't want him to lose interest so I decided to go straight for the main event and reached over and started rubbing his crotch. I felt an immediate reaction, and in just a few seconds he was pulling his pants down. His cock was as beautiful as in the picture and bigger than I expected. I couldn't wait to taste it and gave it a few licks and then started sucking on it properly. He was really enjoying it, moaning and smiling, and it continued to grow. I was already so turned on I couldn't think straight, sucking on this big beautiful black cock, feeling it get bigger and harder by the second. By the time he was fully erect, it was a good 10" and thick, with a nice mushroom head and a slight upward curve. I sucked on him for what seemed like hours, practicing my deep throat technique, which isn't normally that good, but I was so turned on by this guy that I was able to take it all pretty well. Obviously he was having fun, but I knew I wasn't going to be satisfied with just sucking. I kept hoping he would make a move but he didn't so finally I stopped, looked up at him and said "I really want you to fuck me." He looked a little surprised, but said "okay" and stood up and started removing the rest of his clothes. I took him into my bedroom and lay him down on the bed and went back to my duties. He still wasn't making any move towards giving me what I wanted so finally I took his hand and placed it on my ass for him. He finally got a clue and started playing with my ass but that didn't lead to anything else. I finally realized that as long as I was sucking him he'd be perfectly content and I wouldn't get anything. So I stopped and looked him in the eyes and said, "I really need you to fuck me." At that point he stood up and reached for the lube which I had made sure was clearly visible. I got on all fours, (doggy is my favorite position, top or bottom). He lubed up his shaft and started fingering my hole, and again there was hesitation. At this point I was completely out of my mind with lust and was really begging him for it. He finally started poking the head of his cock around my hole and I took a big hit of poppers and said, "Stick it in, stick it in!" He finally gave a push and his hard thick cock started it's way inside me. I let out a gasp of pain mixed with pleasure and he asked if I was okay. I was nervous but not about to back out now, so I just said "Yes, fuck me!" In a few seconds, he was balls deep. He paused for a second and then started with long slow strokes. The pain quickly subsided and the feeling of his thick shaft sliding in and out of me was amazing. I moaned and groaned and told him how much i loved his big cock. When he started picking up speed I urged him on and got louder and louder to match. I have no idea how long he fucked me, but I was in heaven the whole time. When he told me he was close to cumming, I said "Yeah, give it to me!" and started pushing my ass back against him so he'd know he could go in for it hard. He really started thrusting, with long powerful strokes. It was starting to hurt again as his cock started throbbing but I didn't mind. He had a long, loud orgasm and didn't stop stroking till he was completely spent. He pulled out, told me I had a great ass, collapsed on the bed, and was almost instantly asleep. Well I was certainly not expecting an overnight guest, but he'd certainly earned his rest as far as I was concerned so I left him alone. After a while I fell asleep too for a few hours. When I woke up, he was still dead to the world and I was horny. I let him sleep till sunrise and then decided it was time for him to earn his keep. I carefully pulled down the bedsheet to expose his soft, but still big and beautiful cock and balls and started carefully licking. He didn't even stir. After a few minutes I started kissing on the head of his penis and it started to swell. Once it was partially erect i started moving down to the shaft and I heard a groan. I looked up and he was slowly waking from a deep slumber, and clearly confused about what was going on. I kept working on giving the best head I could, and soon he was fully erect and awake. Once I knew I had him completely turned on, I said "you are going to have to fuck me again". Again, he seemed genuinely surprised by the demand. He just looked at me and said "Really?" I had no intentions of letting him out of this, so I grabbed his cock with my hand to demonstrate how hard it was, and said "yes, I need you to give it to me again." Before he had a chance to protest I had the lube and was greasing his pole. I got back in doggystyle position and in a few seconds he was mounting me. I was sore from the first time around, but I guess still stretched out, so I took him all the way in without difficulty. He gave my ass a couple of slaps and started rhythmically pumping. It felt great and I made sure he knew it. After a few minutes he paused, and I was worried that he was already done, but then he rolled me over, pulled one of my legs up and started fucking me sideways. He ended up giving it to me in several different positions, really testing my flexibility. He ended giving it to me missionary. His whole body was slick with sweat and dripping down on me as he held my legs apart and thrust his cock into me. I was sore all over but could really feel every hard inch of him sliding in and out of me. When he announced that he was going to cum, I clenched down hard so I could feel his cock twitch and throb inside of me. Afterwards, I made him stay inside me while I told him what an amazing lover he was, which made him really smile, and then he slowly pulled out and went to clean up. We talked for a little bit before he left, but again we didn't seem to have anything in common and his personality seemed a bit dull. Over the next few weeks we messaged back and forth occasionally, but never managed to hook up again. Eventually we lost touch. Shame...I've had plenty of BBC since then, but he's still one of the best.

Source: Satanic Devil Worship

Last weekend I was super horny and looking to top. Started cruising CL looking for a bottom to use. Wasn't really looking for anything other than a "pre-lubed ass in the air" kind of scene. Wasn't having much luck and then I saw an add a young asian guy had posted. 23 year old bottom, talented mouth and more. Also a really hot pic of his ass. I wrote him and told him I would be really into eating and fucking his hole. He wrote right back and said that sounded good. Then he asked if I was generous. I wasn't really looking to pay for it, but I asked for a face pic and how generous. His pic turned out to be a really cute Chinese guy (I have a thing for asians) and he said he wanted $60. Well I'd been drooling over his ass pic and my cock was doing my thinking for me, so I said sure and ran out the door. Took me about a half hour on the subway to get to his address. By the time I got to his neighborhood I was really nervous. Felt like every person on the street knew what I was up to. I got to the building and texted him that I was there. A few minutes later he pops up out of a basement door I hadn't noticed before. He's wearing jeans and a t-shirt and is just as cute as his pics. We go down into a dark basement apartment. Based on the number of shoes in the hallway it looked like a LOT of people lived there, but I didn't see or hear anyone else. He leads me to his bedroom. It's tiny and it's a mess. Bed with the sheets half on, piles of clothes and junk everywhere, and a bedside table with poppers and lube. There's just enough standing room for the two of us. He immediately asks me if I brought the money. I give it to him, he puts it in a drawer and asks me what I want to do. I answer by pulling off his t-shirt. He's got a nice swimmers build with well defined abs. He pulls down his shorts and reveals a cock that proves the asian stereotype wrong! I push him down on the bed and start kissing and licking his beautiful hairless body. After I've gotten a good taste of all of him, I turn him over on top of me, and let him fuck my face with his big beautiful cock. After a few minutes he turns himself around and expertly positions himself for some 69. I hadn't done that in a long time, I'd forgotten how fun it is! In no time at all I was super hard and ready to bust! I pushed his mouth away from me and flipped him back over on his back. I sucked his cock for a minute and then worked my way down to his balls. Then I pushed his legs back over his head, took a big hit of poppers and went in for the main course. His hole was tight, hairless and clean and I ate it like it was cotton candy, with each whiff of poppers plunging my tongue deeper into his sweet warm hole. I was so out of my head with poppers and lust that I wasn't paying any attention to what he was doing until I heard a beeping sound...I looked up and there he was, legs straight up in the air, texting someone on his phone. (Next customer maybe?) With that reminder that i was basically in bed with a cheap whore, I decided it was time to get what I came for. I grabbed the lube, turned him over, put his ass in the air and started fingering his hole. His ass was so warm and smooth on my fingers I couldn't wait to feel that on my dick. After I had him primed, I took one more hit of poppers and went in for one more taste. His ass tasted like lube and really turned me on. Then I pushed his head down onto the matress, and started grinding against his ass. The poppers had made me lose my erection, but the promise of that tight hole brought me back to life pretty quickly. As soon as I was halfway hard I spread his cheeks apart and started pressing the head of my cock against his hole. With a hard push, the head of my semi hard cock went in. Once it was inside, all I had to do was hold still while my erection continued to grow inside of him. Once I was fully hard I started slamming his hole with long, hard strokes. His ass was every bit as smooth and tight and hot as I had hoped from the second I first saw his picture. He was moaning quietly, and I was moaning to, getting louder and louder as I got closer to busting. For a brief moment I wondered if anyone else was in the apartment to hear what was going on, and if they new this twink was whoring out his hole on the cheap. All that went out of my head though, as I finally lost control and let out a loud yell as my cock started throbbing with pleasure as I unloaded inside of him. I pulled out, and immediately started getting dressed. He offered me his shower, but I elected to take the walk of shame, still covered in sweat