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Click here to see Raw College Jock Slut's original blog post... Life sucks sometimes. School is annoying. Single spaced paper? What? Did I read that page count right? I'm going to be up working on this a lot longer than I thought. Ughhh, I think there's an assignment due in my other class too. And a quiz? I thought that was next Wednesday. I need to order a pizza to motivate myself. Shit, I can't order a pizza...I can barely see the abs! I'm graduating in less than a month. That's nice...no school for a few months until it's time to do it all over again for a few more years. But my friends are graduating too, and moving. I probably won't see some of them ever again. Yeah, we've got Facebook and texting and all that...but it's really not the same. You can't hang out with people on Facebook. It would be nice to find a cool guy worth dating. At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite, it would be nice to meet someone not totally obsessed with sex. Why does a relationship have to start with hooking up? We can't you fuck in a few weeks instead of in a few hours? Does no one actually want to do that? My cock's hard all the time, but I like movies and going out too... The FL economy is in pretty bad shape. No way I can get a job for summer, which sucks...because everything is so expensive! I had to write my manager a big check and I wrote another one to pay for my summer housing. I've got about $5 left in that checking account now...and not much more in my other account! I don't really need that belt or that hot pair of shoes, but they would just look so hot on me. Being a student has its downs! How am I going to pay for moving? We'll figure it out when I get there. I haven't fucked since I wrote my last post about taking a load. Does anyone know how long it's been? Way too long. I got close a few times...I've made a lot of naughty eye contact with hotties on and around campus. But nothing came out of that. I don't know, just haven't been in the mood for it. Ever since I came back from Christmas break I haven't felt the same. Maybe that's good? Maybe bad? Depends on how much you miss my posts, I think...hahaha. I'm sure life will get better soon. Trying not to let it get me down. More...

Click here to see Raw College Jock Slut's original blog post... I'm thinking I might use all the horny in me to write some hot fiction for those of you who still check out this blog. It would be good for getting a load off on my part...and maybe fun for you guys to read. I'm sure we can all agree that around 50% of the blogs out there are already fictional. I would probably say more like 75%, personally...and I've had plenty of people call me a 40-year-old fat guy. Those who have seen me on cam would beg to differ, but that's not important. The point is that this new writing would be something that has nothing to do with my real experiences...I'd want to write about something I haven't done. If this idea interests you, give me some ideas! More...

Click here to see Raw College Jock Slut's original blog post... 6', 170, 32 waist, muscular build, blond, smooth. Worth exploring a little more...even without a great pic. Especially when Adam4adam is a wasteland on a particular night. I send a message. A simple, "Hey, what's up?" We chat for a bit and I get him to unlock the three pics I can't see. He's wearing a jockstrap in all three... two shots of his package and body, one of his ass. Damn. Tan all over too. I unlock my pics so he can get a look. He says I'm hot. We should get together. Yeah. we should. He asks me if I have a jockstrap. I have a few, so I say yeah. He's really into them...starts telling me about how he likes smelling a guy's jock while he's getting fucked and how he likes getting fucked in a jockstrap. That's hot. I tell him to come over and we can suck each other off. No fucking, just sucking...better than nothing. He wants me to wear one of my jocks so I say sure. He gets to my place in about 15 minutes and I answer the door. Yum. Just as described...a hot fucking boy. Beautiful face, dark tan, shorts and flip flops...perfectly groomed feet and toes. No small talk tonight. We go up to my room and he kicks his flip flops off. We strip off everything but the jocks, and I can't even keep my whole package in mine. We start making out really passionately, lots of tongue. He loves that I'm bigger than he is. Our jocks are rubbing against each other and my feet are on top of his. We move to the bed and get even more into the making out. Both our cocks are rock hard... we let them out of the jocks but keep them on. I lick his nipples and kiss his stomach. I lick up and down his shaft... and take his cock in my mouth. I rarely find one as nice as mine, but his is still really good. His legs relax and open up. I can smell his sweaty hole...I start licking around his balls, lower and lower. I can't help myself...my tongue goes for his hole. I dive in and he groans, working his cock furiously while I'm eating him out. We swap places and he goes down on my cock, but of us still wearing our jockstraps. He's smelling my crotch while he licks, still working his own cock below. He's not bad but I want to get my ass eaten. He sucks me a little longer and then we lay next to each other making out, both of us working our dicks in our jockstraps. I'm going to get what I want. I get up and position myself so that he can see my ass clearly, the jock framing my tight little hole. I hear him work his cock even harder as I feel his hands on my ass, sliding up and down, opening my cheeks to get a glance at my hole. His legs pull out from under me and he slides up behind me, his cock hanging out and pushing against my skin. Jockstrap boy wraps his arms around my chest and breathes his hot breath on my neck. He slides his cock down my crack, to the edge of my hole, leaking precum the whole way. Shit...he's leaking so much precum. I can feel it dripping down to my hole, almost inside me. He keeps rubbing it up and down, still wrapped around me, still breathing on my neck. I can't help but let out some little moans. His hand reaches down to my cock. Rock hard. I can't hide it. He keeps sliding along my hole. He's leaking so much fucking precum...it's oozing out and coating my skin. I'm moaning my approval. He's rubbing the head of his cock against my hole. It's so wet and my ass is so hungry for a hot dick. He kisses me from the side and I feel his head pressing farther than I know it should. His cock is so slick with his precum...it glides effortlessly into my ass. I don't even whimper, I just open up. In 30 seconds his whole cock is inside me and his tongue is as deep as it can possibly be in my mouth. "Fuck," he whispers. Jockstrap to jockstrap...he must be in heaven. His arms wrap around my waist and his hand feels my dick. Rock hard, totally engorged with lust. He starts pushing in and out of me. It's a little tough with just a slick sheet of precum, but it works. My ass is so hungry I just open up and take him. His gentle movements turn into hard strokes. He's playing with my jockstrap while he slams my ass, his breathing now heavy on the back of my neck. It feels so fucking good to be stretched open. He's probing my sweet spot and it feels so amazing. He fucks me for 10 minutes, my back to his face, our tongues connecting every so often, his breath in my ear or on my neck. His cock is moving in and out of me with no effort at all. "Fuck," he whispers again. I can tell from the way he's moving that he's close to cumming. We're both dripping sweat now. The air's hot and full of the smell of my ass. He wraps his arms around my chest and starts fucking really hard. His moans are telling me he's going to blow any time. Jockstrap boy hits his orgasm and jams his cock deep into my ass, sliding against my prostate. He moans loudly while the squirts of cum empty inside me. I blow my load as soon as he stops fucking, spraying all over my comforter and even on the floor. Biggest load I've shot in a long time. We're both sweaty and panting. He pulls out of me and goes into my bathroom. I fall on my back and lift my legs up. My hole's so fucking open...cum dribble out. The front of my jock is soaked. He gets dressed and leaves. I just lay on the bed for a little while. My room's still warm and smells so good. My hole is used and wet. Eventually I make it to the shower. Then the night finally ends. More...

Click here to see Raw College Jock Slut's original blog post... It's official, I graduated. Now I just have a few short months left in Florida... and then I'll be off to another place. And before you ask, I don't even know where. So I can't tell you...because I don't know either! I'm sad to see so many friends leaving town forever. I know I won't ever see some of them again. Talk about depressing...that's about as depressing as it can get. Growing up sucks. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I’ve just been reflecting on my gay sexual life and twist and turns that it has led me down over the years. I’ve known that I liked cock and ass since I was 14 or 15, which would bring us to 1983-4. It was the season of the birth of HIV/AIDS, before there were medications, treatments and educational programs. Sex Ed in my high school evolved around not getting a girl knocked up or coming home with crabs. There also weren’t any local gay youth organizations or any safe place to meet other people like myself. There was one other guy in my high school at the time that I fooled around with mostly just jacking each other off when ever we could which include on the bus ride back from a soccer game and in the library. Things never really advanced past that, just to guys getting off and helping each other out. I realized that I need more than a JO session with Mark; I wanted to explore the rest of the male sexual experience. Back then there was no manhunt or Internet to find other guys my age to mess around with. I was stuck with 900#, and they were pretty much a crap shoot there would be good nights and bad. But now I was 17 and horny as fuck and just need find bud. One night I’m on the phone clicking from chat area to chat area listening to men that just did not turn me on. When this guy chimes in he’s 21 and in the next town from me. We move to a private room and make with the small talk, finally he wanted to know if I wanted to meet. It’s like 1AM the family is asleep and guy wants to meet me, I know nothing about this dude beside basic stats and he has a cool voice. But then again I wasn’t doing the thinking at this point and before I knew it I was knocking on his back door. He lets me in and gets me a drink. He led me to his bedroom and we started chatting, we both were inexperienced which made every very awkward. Before you knew it we were kissing and rubbing just like you would if you had been with a girl. It didn’t take that long before we were down to our briefs. I didn’t know where this was going but I liked it. I never contemplated if I was a top or bottom, hell I didn’t even know what those labels meant. Before I knew it I had my lips wrapped around his hard cock and I was doing my best not to run my teeth along the shaft. I loved the salty taste knew that this was the sex that I craved. We switched positions and I was in my glory it was obvious that he had done this before. After sometime of swapping positions he wanted to move to the next step, he wanted me to fuck him. I didn’t know where to begin other than those JO sessions with Mark I was a complete virgin and a sexual idiot. He coached me a long and lubed up my cock with a nice glob of hand lotion. Here I am laying on the bed and he knelt over me, slow lowered his body down on my cock easing it into his hole. All the awhile he coached me let me know not to move until he said. I was pretty nervous, but so excited I near blew when his hole slide down around my cock, once his cheeks reached my lap he gave me the green light. I was fucking ass and oh did it feel so good. I think I must have blown my nut in him 3 times and you know I can’t remember his name. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Now that I had finally experience the pleasures of gay sex I knew this what I had been craving. That summer I continued going to the 900 line looking for other local guys hoping to find someone around my age but had little luck. I was still hanging on to my late teens and in my final year in high school. There was only one other guy in high school that I thought was gay and he was a flaming queen. We did not move in the same social networks I ran track and played soccer, my friends were stoner jocks. We smoked and drank but they were all straight more interested in chasing pussy. So for me to associate with him would have drawn questions why was talking to him and we never did, I was just another closet case. Then one night in the fall I got home from soccer practice I was horned up my folks were out a and brother was off with friends. I dialed into the chat rooms clicking through adds and chat areas I chimed in with my hometown and there was answer from a guy in my town. He said he was in his late 20's, I said I was 20 he gave me his address and directions. I quickly jumped into my car and headed over. I was already showered and hard. We never really went over what was expected just going to JO or maybe a BJ, if I only knew what he had in store for me. Nor did I care my dick and raging hormones were doing all of the thinking for me. I found his fairly easy it was right on the pond in the town where I had learned to swim. I get to the door nervously knocked on the door, I mean I didn't know if this guy was some kind of serial killer or anything. He comes to the door I was flabbergasted he was fucking hot. He was taller than I at about 6'4" football player build in jeans and a sweatshirt. He lets me in looks me over makes a comment that "You don't look 21, more like 15, but you'll do." He grabs my crotch, which only to a split second to be fully hard. I think wearing parachute pants helped to bring it to full attention because of the slickness of the nylon. His next comment was "I see we are eager, is this your first time?" I said second and he just let out a laugh. I nervously reach over and start feeling him up. He seemed pretty excited himself because he was also fully hard. Told me to come into the living room which was a mess, he was obviously renovating the home, the was freshly hung drywall in the other room and a lot of dust. We made our way to the couch, he told me to have a seat and he'll get a couple of beers. I just sat there kind of freaked out debating on whether to bolt from the house, but I didn't. He came back handed me a beer and sat down next to me. I took a couple of drinks almost downing the whole bottle with those couple of sips. He just let out a couple of more laughs and took a sip himself. We put our bottles down and started to make out, It freaked me out at first as he probed my mouth with his tongue. But I quickly learned to do the same as our tongues wrestled for dominance which he ultimately won. All this time I'm hard as a rock and my briefs were wet with pre-cum. He next took my shirt off and his told me to take my pants and underwear off. I stripped so quickly you would have thought I was on fire. As he disrobed I took a few more slugs from my bottle still shaking from nervousness. He obviously noticed and told me to relax. He wasn't wearing any underwear which caught me off guard but I was impressed. His cock wasn't as big as mine but it was nice, it stood straight out I think it was about 6.5" but thick as a large bottle of wet lube. Once that was done he instructed me to suck him off which I gladly did. But soon turned to be a dark event, he grabbed the back of my head and face fucked me. I really coudln't complain since I had a mouthful of cock. He moaned and told me to watch my teeth and with a firm grip on my head I just chocked and jagged. After 5 or 10 minutes that he released his grasp and told me to catch my breath. I had quickly gotten used to and had a nice rhythm going. I guess he didn't want to cum yet and was getting close. During the break he got both of us fresh bottles of beer and a bottle of Jack D., then poured us a couple of shots, telling me I need to loosen up, I was too tense. I think looking back on it he wanted me to get drunk, which I did. After those shots and few more slugs of beer he started on me, first sucking on my cock and licking all around. I have to admit it felt great except for his whiskers. Once he had me well and worked up, dripping pre-cum like a leaky faucet he instructed me to get on all fours on the floor. I did and he started in on my hole. This was the first time that I had been rimmed and shen I felt his tongue probing my hole I pulled away. He pulled me closer and told me to enjoy it, damn did I. This went on for ten minutes or so until the finger came. I can remember this like it was yesterday, first the tip then the knuckle. It didn't hurt and felt really good much better than his toungue. He reached over to the side table and pulled some bottle out, which I guess was lube but for all I knew it could have been vegetable oil. He put some on his finger and slid it back in and then there was two. I just moaned in pleasure damn it felt good, boy would that change quick. He then slicked up his cock and I felt the head rubbing on my hole. Remember this is only my second time with a guy and soon to be my first time getting fucked. Next cam the excruciating sense of pain, I tried to squirm away but he had his arm wrapped around my waist. He told me to stay put and relax," you are getting this, that's what you came for." I just winced and bit my lip I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I didn't ball but the pain was unbearable. I winced and whined but took it like a man, the pain slow subsided and was replaced by pleasure as he opened me up. Looking back I wish I had been in more control or even more submissive. He rode my hole saying how good I felt and tight I was. I didn't even think to reach for my cock I just enjoyed the ride at this point. He kept me in close and his balls smacked against mine with each thrust. After about a half hour he tells me he's going to cum and pulled out, jack his load on my back and ass. We both were sweaty and I was still hard as a cock with a pool of cum under me. with all that going on I had cum blowing my load on the floor. I reached back and felt my hole it had been spread wide and was now sore to the touch. When he saw the pool he laughed some more and said something like I guess you enjoyed it. I got cleaned up, dressed and he gave me his number told me to give him a call if I wanted more, I never did. I was now torn between if I wanted to be gay or straight, all because of the joyful pain that I now have learned to except. I had been embarrassed and felt uncertain if I wanted to continue down this path. I guess I still had a only cracked the closet door open. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... This is just a story that I have always blown a load over. I didn't write and I have no idea who did. It's Just HOT. The Party It's been just a little over two years now since I got the letter that changed my life. Like any other day; I came home from work and checked the mail. There was a handsomely handwritten envelope on a rich heavy paper. I opened all the other mail first wanting to save what I hoped was the best for last. (I was correct.) Inside was an invitation to a weekend party in a very upscale neighborhood. It was from Tom, a man I'd talked to several times at the bars and the baths. Tom had an easy-going way about him that somehow encouraged me to open up to him. I found myself discussing things with him that I'd hardly even let myself think about let alone voiced to another person. Tom got me to admit I wanted to be infected with HIV. Tom told me at our first meeting he had AIDS - I'd never have guessed from looking at him. Seeing him out at the baths fucking and getting fucked made me want him and in a strange way, want to be like him. I frequently found myself wondering what it would be like to be fucked by him; or to be poz and giving my load to other guys with or without their knowledge. I dismissed these thoughts usually but sometimes they were my hottest j/o fantasies. So now I had an invitation for a weekend party at his place. The invitation said there was a specially selected group of "positively-minded hot men. "Interesting choice of words, I thought or was I just reading way to much into things? The letter also referred to, emphasized, "Uninhibited RAW sex." I can't be misunderstanding that! This was going to be an unsafe fuck-party hosted by a man with AIDS. Pretty fuckin' ballsy of him - and hot! I suddenly realized my dick was rock-hard and about to drip. There was no doubt in my mind about accepting this. There was no way in hell I'd miss a chance like this. A weekend in a luxurious house, all the booze and party favors we'd want with a few horny uninhibited studs into unsafe sex - FUCK YEA, I'm going! The invitation requested RSVP I called and thanked Tom; I told him I was looking forward to it. The party was 2 months from the time of the invitation. Over the course of those two months it seemed like time had slowed to a crawl. I found myself constantly thinking of the upcoming party, imagining what it was going to be like, hardly daring to hope that my twisted fantasies might be about to be fulfilled. Part of the time I told myself that I was just letting my over-active imagination run wild. But at other times I was convinced this was going to be exactly the twisted kind of event I'd been hoping for. The party was set for 8:30 on a Friday night till noon on Sunday. The invitation had indicated that clothes would be checked upon arrival so I didn't have to bother about what I was going to wear. I'm decent looking, in good shape, working out 3 -4 times a week at the gym and eat well. Judging from what I saw at the baths and bars, Tom seemed to like guys of my type. So I figured the others would be a pleasant eyeful. I told my boyfriend that I was spending the weekend out - we have a really open relationship. We've teased each other about who was the bigger slut and who'd get a nasty disease first. I parked, noticing several other cars, walked to the door and rang the bell. It was just a moment before the door opened and a guy about my age, 26 at the time, asked me in. He was in white boxer briefs that did little to hide his thick cock and heavy balls. "Come on in," he said. "I'm Mike, and you are..?" He picked up a list with several names. "Josh," I said. "Got it." He crossed off my name from the list. He pointed to a door and said, "You can undress in here and I'll put your clothes away when you're done. Tom's got me assigned to door duty." "You've gotta earn you keep I guess," I said. Mike laughed. I entered the bathroom off the entry hall and quickly slid out of my jeans, sneakers and polo shirt. The place was simple but obviously well appointed and expensive. I returned to the hall wearing my briefs and found Mike greeting a little doll of a boy who looked about 20-21 if that old. His name was Sean. Mike introduced us. Taking my clothes he said, "Everyone else is naked. I'm just wearing these since I'm answering the door. Just in case some stray shows up." He held out his hand waiting for me to get out of my underwear. Sean stood by openly waiting to see me as I stripped. My dick was semi-hard with all this attention and to my relief; both Mike and Sean seemed impressed. Sean gave an appreciative whistle and said, "I gotta get a piece of that in me before this is over. Sure hope you're one of the ones." He went into the bathroom and began to undress, not closing the door as I had done. Mike winked and began to fold my clothes. I was thinking about what Sean meant by "one of the ones". Mike told me to just go on to the back of the house and join everyone else. There was no trouble finding them, the sound of the music and the voices and the sweet aroma of weed led me directly to them. I entered the room and there were about 10 - 12 guys, all naked, sitting, standing, lying around drinks in hand talking and laughing. In a quick assessment of these guys, I saw that I'd guessed right about Tom's taste and choice of guests. They were all pretty good-looking guys. But I had been wrong in that they were not all like me. There was a wide range of ages and types covered. One guy might have been around 50, a true daddy type for sure. And at the other end of the spectrum was a boy who looked like he might just be graduating high school. But they were all good-looking sexy males. That was a common denominator. Some one handed me a drink, another guy gave me a joint from the bowl on the coffee table. I mingled and began to meet my fellow revelers. I had noticed Sean, now naked, had come in the room too and was meeting people. As I mingled I saw others arriving too. Everyone was getting pretty well acquainted. Personally I hadn't had much to eat and the cocktail and the weed were taking effect on me rapidly. I suspected the same thing was happening to the other guys, though no one seemed to be actively engaging in sex yet. However I felt like it wasn't going to be long. About that time Tom appeared. Apparently he'd been waiting for the last guest, because I notice that about the time Tom entered, Mike - now naked too - also joined us as well as a few other guys. Tom called for quiet; Mike turned down the music. Tom was going to address us. He welcomed everyone and said how glad he was that we'd all decided to attend. He stressed that we were a hand-picked group and that he felt like a good mix was essential to the success of any party especially one of this scope. Then he changed tone subtly. It was as if he was reading a list of rules for the party. Several of the guys seemed like they knew this was coming. "Try to engage in anal sex primarily. Or at least make sure that when you cum it is through anal sex. Switch positions - and I don't mean doggie style and missionary." Guys laughed. "I mean don't always be the top or always the bottom. Change up so you fuck as much as you get fucked. Try to change partners frequently, make sure to get your cum inside as many men as possible. And, related to that, get as many different guys' cum in your ass as you can. Remember, no questions and no telling. Make each one like it's the one. And the number one most important stipulation is no condoms!" "Fuck yea!" the older daddy looking man yelled. Tom continued, "There are 20 men here not counting me. I know that 12 of you are neg and 8 are poz. Anybody who takes at least 12 loads this weekend is guaranteed at least one of those loads was charged." I could feel my skin going tingly. My knees were weak. This was exactly what I'd hardly let myself hope for - a party planned around RAW fucking with men who have HIV. As different levels of thoughts kicked in it was occurring to me that all these men were like me in that they were here to fuck or get fucked and intentionally get or give HIV. And based on the number of hard dicks I saw now, they were as turned on by the idea as I was. It was like a bell signaling the beginning of a race had sounded. Guys were pairing up left and right. They were piling onto the pillows, couches and mats that filled the area. Over the enthusiastic sounds of 20 horny men starting to fuck, Tom's voice rang out. "There's lube, poppers, XTC and joints at the bar. Use anything you need guys." As I was right at the bar, I helped myself to some XTC. I felt a hand grope my ass and turned to see Mike there, the guy from the front door. "Ready to play?" he asked. His ample hard 7” dick revealed his own readiness. "Sure am," I answered. We made our way to a vacant corner sinking onto the mattresses there. He was on top of me and I could feel his cockhead probing me. Without any discussion, we'd settled on our roles for round one. Mike had run his fingers through the lube at the bar and he hastily smeared some on my hole. I worked it in a little while he coated his dick. He took aim and in two powerful thrusts his dick was buried in my ass all the up to his pubes. He was still a moment, giving me time to adjust to the fullness. I looked up into his face only about a foot away from mine. He looked content; he liked the feel of my ass. He smiled down at me. Without a word his head moved toward mine. Our lips met, mouths opened, as our tongues tasted each other. Meanwhile, Mike was slowly but forcefully sliding his long cock in and out of my hole. He fucked me in deliberate stokes, withdrawing almost entirely before driving in to the max. I matched him stroke for stroke meeting his invading rod with my eager cum-hungry ass. I wanted to milk the cum from this man. As he fucked me, I kept wondering if he could be one of the 8 infected men. God, I hoped he was infected so his jizz would be infecting me too. I heard myself moan in the lust for his disease. "Fuck me, man. I want it," I said between thrusts. "What do you want, Josh?" He was pushing me. "Tell me what you really want." "I want your poz cum, man. I want you to pump me full of HIV!" Hearing that seemed to send him over the edge, he started pounding my ass harder. I knew he'd shoot soon at that rate. "You are so fuckin' twisted, man. You want HIV cum in your ass!" He pounded my hole. "Take it!" "Shit yea, Mike. Shoot it!" I felt him lunge in even deeper as his already thick cock spasmed in my guts. Hot blasts of cum shot in my hole. I imagined the virus in each fiery load he pumped in me. I ground my ass back towards him so not a drop of the potentially deadly cum would be lost. He remained still, hips jutting forward with his cock as deep inside me as it would go. We lay there in the aftermath of our passionate fucking, me so damned hot I could almost shoot from thinking that I might have just gotten HIV pumped in my hole. When Mike pulled out he looked in my eyes and gave me a leering wink. I didn't know how to interpret it. I knew we were all supposed to keep our sero-status secret and he was doing a great job at it. I couldn't see through him at all. I asked him if he wanted me to fuck him and he declined. Speaking really quiet he said, "You're pretty obvious in being neg; try not to give it away. Everyone here wants poz cum." I started to explain - to apologize but he stopped me. "Forget it. I won't tell. Thanks man." With that, he left to seek out someone else to infect or to infect him? I didn't waste time wondering. I wanted to see about getting another load. I went to the bar to get a beer and while there a good looking guy of about my age came up for a drink too. We briefly commented on what a hot party this was and he cut right to the chase. "You wanna fuck me first or want me to fuck you?" "I wanna fuck you, stud, " I answered. "I gotta get this first load up someone’s ass before I waste it." We pretty unceremoniously made our way to a mat and his legs sprang into the air ready to take my load. While I fucked him I imagined that I was poz and was infecting him. For all he knew I was and was eager for it. It didn't take me long to shoot my jizz in his guts. We quickly traded places and his dick easily slid into my already cum-filled hole. As he fucked me slow but steady I looked at him. He was a good-looking guy around my own age. But what really got my attention was that I saw a few bruises on him and some spots. I stared hard trying to see if they were lesions. "Cool!" I thought. "This guy's got AIDS." I got my ass I gear grinding it back to meet each invasion of his hopefully lethal cock. My asshole practically milked the cum out of the guy, I was so ready for it and in short order, I could feel him tensing up. When I felt his dick swell, to blast the deadly cum deep inside me, I pushed back toward him to catch every bit of the poisoned load. When he came back to reality his eyes opened again. He winked at me as he pulled his cock from my ass. "That's at least one for you, man." From there, the party began to blur. I'm not sure if it was the heady excitement of being in a place with so many guys who had HIV who were trying to infect others and so many healthy guys trying to get the deadly virus in them, or was it my own first poz load clouding my head or was it the party favors and beer. It was probably some of all these things. Anyway, I spent the next 24 -36 hours fucking and getting fucked with guys as eager as I was to give and get HIV. As the party went on and guys were getting a little bit tired, there were fewer guys fucking at anyone time. The rest of us would watch those who were, calling out encouragement while the men fucked. When my own turn came to be pumped while the crowd watched, it was pretty hot to hear them urging my fucker to fill me with his diseased load and to give me more HIV. At the end, Tom made a concluding speech similar to the beginning one. But this time he had each poz guy stand up one by one. The guys were abuzz mentally ticking off, who they'd fucked or been fucked by. Sounds of "ALRIGHT!, YEA!" punctuated the calling of several names, as some guys had obviously taken infected loads from the guy just named. It turned out that, out of the 15 loads and 7 of them were from poz men. And the guy I thought had AIDS really did. I had 7 exposures to HIV inside my guts right then. As exhausted and drained as I was, my cock stiffened as I thought about it. The young guy Sean hadn't been so lucky. Despite getting several fucks, he had managed to avoid every poz man there. Tom told him it must be a sign, but Sean just said it was a sign he had to try harder. He lay on the mat, legs pulled back exposing his already cum filled ass and invited every poz guy there to pump a load inside him. Tom intervened before any of them could react. "After seeing so much raw fucking for the last day and a half I'm ready to spill my load. I'd be proud to be the first guy with aids to fuck you." We all cheered Tom and Sean on as our host infected the last remaining healthy guest present. After Tom finished a couple more of the poz men fucked Sean too, just to make extra sure he got infected. As guys began to dress and leave, Tom urged us to keep in touch with him. He reminded us that frequently about 10 - 14 days after contact with HIV, it's common to get sick. This often indicates the exposure was successful. He told us to report in and reminded us that these parties are annual and that we might now qualify as the poz guys for future parties. Twelve days after the party I felt ill enough to keep me from going to work. I went to get tested and truly don't know how I managed to get through the time until I got my results. I was Positive and I’d been infected with HIV at Tom's party. That evening I my boyfriend noticed that I was feeling pretty good and one thing lead to another. Before I'd thought about it we were in bed spoon position, with my dick up his hot ass. It was a slow leisurely fuck, the kind that you have with some one you've known a while. We'd had a few beers and smoked a joint. We fucked some - talked some. We were both comfortable and enjoying it and neither one in a hurry to be done. While I was slowly sliding in and out, I said, "Guess what I did?" And of course he asked What? "I got the results of my HIV test today." I didn't skip a stroke but I felt him tense slightly then push back toward me. He said, "Last test I took, I was still negative." "Yeah, I remember." We kept fucking real slow but steady . In minute he said, "So, are you infecting me?" He asked real quiet. "Yeah, I am" And we kept on fucking, him pushing back to take my dick all the way, now knowing I was going to shoot HIV infected cum inside him. After that, I wasn't able to hold out long. I shot what felt like a quart of thick jizz into him. After we separated he said, "You know it was just a matter of time before one of us infected the other. I'm glad you told me like you did. That was hot." We kissed. We made dinner and he wanted to get fucked again. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Sorry I haven't post anything in a week or so. Things have been pretty crazy this week at work and once I'm home I've been pretty drained mentally and haven't felt like writing. Things have finally slow down and I should have the next posting soon. I hope these hot guys will tie you over. I also added a link list, if I forgot any shoot me a comment and I'll add them also.* More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Sunday I was rock hard horny all morning and I really need some cock. The BF was out cutting the grass so I knew he would not be in the mood. I log in to Manhunt and did some searching for pretty much about anything, I was hoping for a nice hung twink but none were around I guess they were all partied out from Saturday. Finally started chatting with this cute guy vers 30 6'2 150 29W *6.5" uncut and poz, Yum. Start up a conversation says he's looking for some fun. We chatted back and forth saw I was looking for bareback. He tells me he's poz, I guess he wanted to make sure I notice which I had, one of the reason I started the conversation. I tell him its cool with me if he doesn't care if I'm neg, he didn't. Told him to give me a half hour, I jump in the shower real quick and clean up, hole hygiene is everything when you going to get fucked ;-) I then tell the bf I'm off to the gym.* I get to the guy's place and text him he tells me the code and unit #. I get to the door and he was as advertised, which is always a plus. We get into the living-room start making out and feeling each other up, he was hard already. I took that as an invitation and knelt down pulled his shorts down and started in on his cock. It was nice 6.5 kind of thin but nice. He took off his shirt while I went to town on his cock and balls. MMM just a little bit of fuzz on his nuts hadn't shaved yet. He then pulled me up and told me to hold off he didn't want to cum yet, I guess I was doing a good job. He lifted my arms and pulled my shirt off I yanked off my shorts and underarmour. We moved to the couch which was leather so it was cold and sticky, but probably easier to clean up any extra juices. He laid on top of me and we continued to make out, he was a good kisser. A good amount of tongue but not to much just enough so ours could wrestle while *we got worked up. He worked himself between my legs and then moved his tongue and mouth down my body, teasing the nipples then my cock. He worked it over and then moved to my hole. He lifted my legs and probed my hole with his tongue and fingers. I just relaxed and tensed the sphincter muscle around his finger to let him know that I was eager. *He continued with the tongue, spit and fingers making sure I was loosening up. But he knew what I wanted. After 10 mins or so of his teasing he asked if I minded if he didn't use lube, I let him know it was his hole today. He looked very please by my answer. He spat a few more times on my hole and then on his cock, next he lined it up. I felt the head of his cock at my hole as he applied pressure, then there was a pop it went in.* There is always a slight surge of pain, that has never gone away but I've learned to bite my lip and take it. I held him there and guide him the rest of the way in until he bottomed out. I could see he enjoyed the tightness of my hole as he started his motions. He got a nice rhythm going and it felt nice. We both moaned and grunted with each thrust. I begged him to fuck me harder which he enjoyed the verbal and got into it himself. Telling me to milk his seed and how he was going to breed my hole. I held off jacking my cock because if I didn't I might not have lasted to long. He was doing an awesome job at working my hole. With out the use of lube it the friction was intense and it was starting to feel like it tearing. I told to fuck me hard and give me his seed. It wasn't going to be much longer. We continued the verbal jabs for about a 30 mins and now he was at the edge. I started jacking and he watched as he pounded harder. Then it was wham bam two loads shot, one on my stomach (mine) and his in my hole. He holds it there for a second, picks up some of my cum and tastes it and then feeds me some of my own. He pulls out of my sore hole. I roll over and cleans his cock, I didn't see any blood but it felt like he tore me up. He asks if I want to join him in the shower which I did. We made out a bit more, dried off and got dressed. I asked if he's around often he said off and on depends on if his bf is around. I told him I'm guilty as well, we laughed and both decide it was hot and would have to be done again.* I held his sweet load in the rest of day and until the next morning. Nothing makes a man more complete than having a hot load in his hole.* More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I was bored and horny today watched some videos on X-Tube. I came across this one and it fucking great of this twink getting it in a sling. Damn it so hot, I've always wanted to be fucked in a sling, among other things. So if you are in Atlanta and have a sling drop me a line I'd love to have you breed my hole while I take it for a ride. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... After a few months of being able to fulfilling my needs by finding guys on 900 lines, my folks finally caught on with a phone bill that was a $100 more than it normal. Luckily the company doesn't have a logo like your son is fag, it was just some corporate number. I guess they figured it was one of those ones with girls that you used to see advertised late at night. Being pretty embarrassed by the whole situation I was beginning to doubt the whole gay thing. I mean is this what I'm doomed for nights of finding random hook ups in 900 chat-rooms.* I took a break for the rest of my senior year with the exception of a few hot JO sessions with Mark. But even those tailed off when he got a girlfriend and lost interest since he had a twat to bang. But now I had graduated had the summer ahead of me before starting college in the fall. Being 18yo and horny as fuck I could only JO by myself so many times. I needed another warm body to so my seeds with. Then a weird thing happened one day when I was riding my bike. I used to ride my bike about 70 miles a week when I was a teen. Even though I was on the track team and played soccer I hated running to stay fit, I would much rather jump on the bike and hit the road. I think it may have been the Lycra shorts, I could wear those and which are hot and no one would think it was strange. On one of these days I decide to go to a local forest preserve and refill my water bottle. They have a nice spring and there are some old roads with long stretches and you never see many people beside other riders. I drive to the park, get my bike out and ride the short distance from where I was parked to the spring.When I get there is another guy filling his bottles also he's a nice looking guy and was probably in his early 30's. I wait my turn and say hi as he turns and walks away. There were some other folks around so I never noticed him looking me over. With full bottles I jump back on the bike and hit the road. After turning a corner and getting to the top of the hill I see him probably about a 1/4 of a mile ahead of me. I start to peddle a bit faster to close the gap, he gave me a target to beat. I wasn't even thinking about sex at that time. After about 20 minutes or so I finally catch up to him, I'm not sure if I was peddling that fast or he had slowed. I get up beside him and say hi again, then passed on by. This causes him to peddle faster and pass me again. We did this for about a mile or so and finally he breaks the ice. It was mostly just small talk at first about cycling, work and crap like that. We go on for about another couple of miles and he asks if I wanted to take break along on of the ponds in the reserve. We pull off, dismounted and moved to the shade. We were off the road so no campers or other riders would see us, maybe that was his plan. He was a pretty cool guy and his named Chris. I rode a bit more than I did a week and it showed in thighs and calves. I guess at some point during our break my mind started to wander with my eyes and I got a hard on. When wearing Lycra cycling shorts it becomes very noticeable. I tried crossing my legs to hide it but he had already noticed and made his move. He placed his hand on my leg and I also freaked out as he started to caress it. I looked at him and he was smiling, and said don't worry I'm not an ax murder or anything. He pulled my arm toward him placing my hand on his hardening cock. The only thing I could muster is I'm pretty new to this. From there I slow moved over closer to him, this gave him the signal to pull me in. We began to make out which this alone was enough to throw me over the edge. This was only the second man that I had kissed let alone swapped spit with. This quickly escalated to our disrobing, first the tops and then our tight shorts. The Lycra was pretty useless at this point at holding back my hard on and were just absorbing the precum. I took the hint and dropped to my knees and start sucking Chris off he had a nice cock average thickness and length. After 15 mins of me going to town on his cock he pulls me and tells me to straddle him. I place my legs over him and the log and cradled my back. As we continues to adjust our positions we made out extensively with my and his tongue probing each other mouths. At this point our two cocks where nestled up next to each other and pressed between our bodies. I leaned back a little and started jacking them together using the precum as lube. It felt awesome and I really want to try and get him inside of me. Neither of us had any lotion, which was my preferred lube at this time and I didn't want to go through the previous experience of excruciating pain. But I knew this is what he wanted, I spit in my hand and kept applying it to his shaft. At this point he figured what I wanted and did the same to my hole and tried to loosen it up with his fingers. I told him this was only my second time, and he ensured me I didn't have to if I wasn't okay with it. I made it clear that I did and it was okay. He coached me as he lined up his cock with my hole to just lower myself down easy and take my time. He ensured me that he wouldn't move until I said it was cool. I felt the head of his cock at my hole and as he guided it in. The first inch is the hardest I've learned, I had to ease up and apply more spit to my hole and his cock. We were both pretty sweaty so it wasn't to bad and slide in with a pop and a wince. I held my position and asked if I was okay, He could see the pain on my face. I pressed on as the pain subside and let him stretch my hole. I slowly worked my was all the way to the hilt. Once at this point the pain was totally gone and had been replaced by pleasure. I began to rise and fall on his cock working it as best as I could with out falling. He picked up and met my rise driving his cock deeper. At his point we both moaning I began to JO I knew this wasn't going to take me long and I hoped he would cum just as quickly. I couldn't believe how good this felt it was much more enjoyable than that first time. After about 10 mins I told him I was going to cum soon, and he picked up his pace. This wasn't quick enough for me and I shot my load all over his chest and mine. He kept going holding my hips and driving it in best he could I tried to help and gripped his cock with my muscle. He then screamed and moaned as he blew his load in me. We both kind of laughed as I pulled off. I saw his cock with covers in sweat/cum/shit I apologized and he understood. We walked to the pond to clean up and cool off a bit since we both were sweaty and sticky. After cleaning up we sat and allowed the sun to dry us. About a half hour later we both suited up and headed back to the lot. It took us probably an hour to get back. By this time it was getting late and most of the walkers and hikers had gone home. I put my bike in the car and pulled on a pair of shorts. Chris came over and gave me his number, I told him I still lived with my folks so I didn't want to give him mine. He was cool with that but said we need get together again. Which we would.... More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... BBbreeding0098 Originally uploaded by rabid_rabbit1 If you hadn't noticed yet the photos that I had upload a few days are go are now gone. Flickr had deleted my account, luckily it was a free account and I wasn't paying for it. I have been done that route a few times before. I had also noticed as I went through the process of trying to find groups and friends that many of them had been removed also. It seems Flickr went through a deletion spree over the weekend a removed many people. Once I have my photostream up and running with a good selection of photos I'll post some more. But if you want to see my photostream of hot guys here a link. If you are on flickr feel free to add me. http://flickr.com/gp/41986552@N07/5og545 UPDATE 11/06 . . . Flickr once again deleted the account that I was using to share my smutty picture so I have given up on using their service. It kind of odd since individuals that I had been following on there posted similar content. It seems that flickr is try to make itself out to be the new Facebook or something to that effect. I still use them for other photos but no longer for porn. I guess I'll have to find another place to upload to maybe pisca's site here one Google. It kind of piss me off that I was singled out and other are able to continue doing the same thing that I had been doing. I had thought that I had been doing everything right by hiding my photostream with the exception of friends. I would want any of the smutty stuff *to encourage or corrupt youth.* So who knows what the reason is behind the move but I have washed my hands. If anyone knows of another photoing sharing site send me the link. There must be another site on the web.* More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I'm still alive in case you had been wondering. Sorry I know I have been a bad blogger. I'm just dealing with some issues at home that have been keeping me pretty distracted. Our home was flooded here in Georgia back in September and we have been try to get everything back together. We hope to be back in the house this next week or so and I promise I'll get back to posting. I have a new posted started I just need to finish it. But until I'm back I recommend checking out one of the blogs that I follow or here are a couple of hot scenes :-) More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... The whole next week I was still dazed at what happened with Chris and from there I didn't know what to do. I dragged my feet on calling I was nervous but I didn't want to seem anxious. I made another trip to the park rode around for half the day but he wasn't there. I was hoping that there would be another chance encounter. But I didn't have He had no way of contacting me so the ball was in my court I just had to pull my shit together and give him a call. Finally I gave him a call, I think I hung up more than once after letting it ring a couple of times. Then Chris answered we chat I explained who I was and he just laughed saying "I didn't think you'd ever call." We made arrangements to meet and have dinner. We set the meeting for a place called the Ground Round near by both of us. It was a still a couple of days away I was able to breath and stop shaking. The time flew by until our faithful meeting, Friday finally came I finished up my work for the day and head straight from there.* I got there about a half hour before the time and just sat in my car watching door and people driving and parking. I wasn't sure if he was going to show and I'm sure he had the same concerns about myself. After some time I of sitting there shaking and having second thoughts I caught a glimpse of him parking. I got out of the car and headed for the door. I knew if I didn't I would have bolted. I told the host I was waiting on a friend and that there would be two of us. He walked through the door he was more gorgeous than I remembered. Just a bit short than me broad shoulders and trim to the waist. He was also wearing slacks, dress shirt and tie, damn he was hot. I called out his name he smirked and shook my hand. we made some small talk and waited for the hostess to seat us.* We got to the table I order a coke he had a beer. We continue with *small talk getting acquainted what we did, where worked and what we were looking for. I was still nervous and shaking like a leaf. My palms were sweaty, my heart was racing and I was rock hard. We finished up and he asked if I wanted to come back to his place he didn't live to far *from there I agreed. We settled up and headed out. I told what I drove we got into our cars I took up position behind him.* He lived in Quincy a city just South of Boston and it was about 15 minutes from the restaurant. I parked along the street when he pulled into his duplex. I met him at the door and followed him upstairs. He had a nice place clean and organized. He went to the kitchen asked if I wanted a beer which I did, hell I needed it to calm my nerves. I stood there grabbed the beer from him and took a couple of slugs. We sat down on the couch and he turned on the baseball game. We talked about things we liked to do just more small talk. After about 15 minutes my beer was gone. He just kind of laughed a bit more. Told me I could get another if I wanted I did. He asked how old I was I told him 19 he wasn't surprised and gave out a slight laugh he was 28. I had calmed a bit , but was still excited if you know what I mean. and it was difficult to hide that through my khaki's. After about 15 minutes he made his move setting his hand *on my leg. My heart race shot through the roof and I was dripping with pre-cum. I moved my had to his leg and we started for rub each others hard ons. He leaned over and kissed me. Then before I knew it he was laying on top of me and we were making out. Our hands moved all over each others bodies.* Before we knew it our shirt were unbuttoned and on the floor. Now just clad in T-shirts and slacks we kept making out. His whisker scratched my face and he tasted of beer. I was in awe of what I was doing and what was going on. He could do anything to me at this point I was his. It wasn't to much longer before Chris and I were down to just our briefs. He lapped my chest, pits and stomach, working his way down to my cock. He freed my cock from my briefs and removed those. He took it in to his mouth and sucked on with long strokes. I watched and enjoyed each lick of his tongue and lips. It wouldn't be long before I came for the first time. He kept it up and I moaned and sqirmed enjoying each long slurp. After about 10 minutes of his magical touch I told him I was going to cum, he worked until I did. He slurped it down not skipping a beat. He moved back up to my face and looked me in the eye with a devilish grin and kissed me. He mouth tasted different a bit salty , sweet and a bit alkaline, I could taste myself.* He then stood up point his cock to my face. I followed his lead and tried to mimic his technique. I did my best Chris warned me to watch my teeth. I guess I was a still to excited and wasn't thinking. I was like a fat kid with a bowl of candy gobbling his cock in my mouth. He smelt musky and tasted salty he was dripping pre-cum my first taste of a man's juice. He lasted longer and my jaw was beginning to ache. It wasn't much longer though before he was exploding in my mouth. It happened with out warning and only a moan from him. I told me later he didn't warn me because he wanted me to taste and swallow his juice. Which I couldn't help but do he filled my mouth almost choking me.* After we finished up he asked me to his bedroom where we settled in making out some more and recharging our sacks. It didn't take long before we both ready to go again this time it wasn't my mouth getting his seed. He again worked his way to my cock licking it and taking my balls into his mouth. I was in heaven I couldn't believe what was happening. He next through my legs apart and pushed my ass up so he could rim me, working my hole and preparing me once again for his cock.* Twenty minute went by of him switching between his fingers and tongue probing my hole. Now came his cock, he spit on his cock and couple of times on my hole he took his hand and scooped some of my pre-cum and rubbed it on his cock mixing it with his spit. He lined his cock to my hole and pushed it in slowly. My sphincter gave in and let his cock in. It hurt like hell and I let out a yelp. he told me to relax and let my ass adjust. I tried to push him back but It wasn't any use he used his weight to keep it in.* After a minute or the pain subsided but I didn't remember it hurting so much the first time. He continued to us his weight to push it deeper and before I knew it he was all the way in. His cock was 7 inches but felt like it was ten feet and tearing me up. His strokes were long and hard, each time almost pulling all the way out and then driving it back to the hilt. By now I was whimpering in ecstasy I was begging for more. It was so hot in the room our sweat was dripping from our bodies it was animistic. Our grunts and groans continued as he stretched my hole. It was like an out of body experience I could see him on top of me, my legs were slung over his shoulders and he had my hand pinned down,*I was his and he could have his way with me. This all went on for about 45 minutes he had great stamina. Then before I knew it he said he was close and he was going to cum. There was never been a discussion of condoms and where he was going to shoot. I never questioned or asked I just let him take control. He gave a short grunt and before I knew it he had unloaded in my gut. Next he collapsed on top of me and pulled out. He let me jack my next load before we showered. Covered in cum and sweat I jumped into the shower. I reach back and felt my hole it was raw and dilated felt like you could have drove a truck in and parked it. * When I finished up Chris kissed me asked if I wanted to stay the night. I told him I couldn't tonight but next time I would. He smiled and said he would like that. This time I gave him my number and he understood my living arraignments at home. He wasn't out either to his family and would be discreet. *I was now dating my first guy and hoped that this would continue. What a way to start the summer.* More...

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Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Our relationship wasn't one carved in stone, more like a sandcastle in the tide. We continued out get togethers for about 6 months until he decide that I was to young. The sex was great but that is all it was, he kind of broke my heart, but I didn't dwell to long.* I can thank Chris for one thing and that was introducing me to club (called Buddy's or Bobby's I can't remeber) in Boston over by the Garden. On Sundays they had a 18+ night. He and I had gone a few time and it really helped me move on. I started going there, not every week but I would recognize many of the same face and made a few new friends. One guy Kyle was hot and pretty much a club queen. He was a student at Emerson College, 5'8" 120lb blond and a hot body and was a bit of a drunk but fun never the less.* First time I fucked around with him was on the dance floor and the first time at a club for New Years. I had done a few shots before going in and he was always good at getting the older guys to buy him drinks. So we both were well on our way and it was early. Kyle and I were both getting ripe and our blood was flowing to essential areas. Final well before the stroke of midnight Kyle suggest we go to my car was parked not to far away do a few more shots. One of the guys he had been using was getting to touchy for him.* We head down the street and into the garage where I had parked. Once at the car he suggested we get in to the back seat to drink. I broke out the bottle of jack that I had and both took a couple of gulps. After we had let the liquor run down our throats I pulled Kyle over closer to me. Our lips immediately met and had one of the hottest make out sessions. The windows were quickly fogged which gave us more privacy on a cold night. After having been with Chris I had learned a thing or two and tonight I was fueled to try them out. My inhibitions had been lowered by the Jack and I was feeling pretty good. Kyle and I locked lips both of us probing each others mouths he didn't fight off just went with my moves. By now we were both rubbing body against body and our hand were all over each other. It didn't take long before I had his belt and pants undone and he had worked my free too. I pushed him back and went down on his cock. It was sweet and salty, streaming with pre-cum.* I worked his pole like a Popsicle taking it deep in my throat and trying not to gag to much. He was a bit smaller than Chris but not to thick either it was a nice cock. Like any boy I was enjoying the task at hand. After about 5 minutes Kyle pushed me off fearing he was going to cum and switched positions. *He was a damn good cock sucker and I was in heaven. He really knew how to work a cock. After about 15 minutes of that I warned him that I was close. He next told me he wanted it inside of him.* This had me harder than evere I thought I was going to blow with just the thought. He rolled over and got on all fours. On hand and leg on the floorboards and the others on the back seat. I pushed his ass down a bit and lined my cock up with his hole. My heart was freaking going nuts afraid some security guard or security would walk by. I pushed the head in now knowing that I shouldn't go that fast. His hole was nice and tight and felt good wrapped around my cock. With that I increased the pressure and pushed in deeper. Just as I pushed in he pushed back taking my cock to the hilt. I just let out a moan I couldn't believe how good his hole felt.* Now submerged deep inside I continued to fuck Kyle and he was really into enjoying every stroke. This didn't take me long to burst since he already had me edging from his blowjob. I warned him I was going to to cum and he just pushed back taking all I had to give. After Iwas done moaning he slipped off of my softening cock and kissed me and reached for the bottle. I settled back and took the bottle from him. We both then pulled our pants back up and headed back to the club.* Kyle and I would play on a couple of other occasions but nothing as hot as this just exchanging blow jobs and make out sessions. I tried to get him to fuck me but he was all bottom. I ran into Kyle a couple of years after this took place he was then living with his parents and on methadone. I hope that he made a full recovery he was a great kid. He just got mixed up with a bad group and started using heavily.* (Names were changed to protect the Innocent)* More...

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Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... From the point of the last post I went through a bit of identity crisis trying to find my place in life. I was also having second thoughts about the whole gay lifestyle. So for the next year or so I kept a bit of a low profile. I didn't date or look for hook ups that much I did make a few trips to local rest areas looking for cock but they seemed to have dried up. Maybe there had been more police sting operations, but either way I didn't have much luck. My job was getting tiresome and my company had just filed for chapter 11. I was in this rut and need a change. One day in August I drove over to Quincy and walked into the US Navy's recruiting office and signed my name to the bottom line on a hundred or so pieces of paper. I was then driven to Boston for a physical and aptitude test. After everything was said and done I was scheduled to leave for bootcamp in December at Great Lakes, then I would be off to Groton Ct. for Sub school and my other training. I broke the news to my family and friends needless to say everyone was shocked. They could not believe that I did this. I explained that I needed a change and was in my best interest. I was ready for the change now matter what it brought. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Dear Santa, I know I haven't been one of the nicest boys this year. But, if you know of any hot gift givers in Atlanta have them drop me an email. If you can't help me there how about a sling and a rubber catsuit. Don't work to hard tonight and make sure Rudolph is using his bluetooth. Oh and don't text while driving the sleigh your liable to run into a 757 at 30K ft.*Sqwhirlly I just want to*wishing you all a Happy Holidays and lots of cum in the New Year!!! (this is not me, just a hot guy) More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I started writing this on the 26th but I have been very busy at work and this had been the first opportunity to finish writing it. I'll be happy when New Year is here and I have a couple of days the next week to unwind. Christmas started off like any other, bf and I got up, exchanged gifts and had breakfast. My bf then left for his Mom's house he was going to be saying the night, so I was on my own. After he was long gone I shit, showered and shaved. Making sure my hole was clean and ready. I was hopeful I'd find a trick but my hopes weren't that high. I was sure what would be available on Christmas, but if I hadn't any luck I could always stretch my hole with my mega dildo. After I about an hour I started chatting with poz guy that I had my eye one other times but he was usually high. I hate PNP, guys on it are great bottoms but can never cum while topping. So what's the use. Things were going well and he said his BF was away as well. We cut the small talk and he said he could drop by, but would only fuck me bareback if I was poz. So when he asked I lied told him I was. Everything was set he'd could be here in 20 minutes. When he got here he looked much better than his MH he posted. He was 26 his head was shaved 5'9"tall weighed in at about 140 and he trimmed his pubes and chest hair. He had a nice tight ass and a respectable 6" cock with nice thickness. Once he was in the door we kissed and explored each others clothed bodies. As we made out we disrobed, first the shirts and then unbuckling of the pants. Our shoes were kicked off and I dropped to my knees and pulled his semi hard cock from his jock strap. I looked up at him and took his cock into my mouth and went to work. He was moaning and enjoyed my work. After about 15 minutes he pulled me up saying we wanted me out of my under armour shorts and see my raging hard on. From there we laid on the floor each working the others cock. the he got up and moved above me. Scooting my legs apart and laying on top he dry humped me as we made out some more. I passed him the lube, he pleasantly pleased to see I had gun oil and a bottle of poppers near by. He then lubed up my hole and his cock. he took a hit from the bottle and then stuck it under my nose and had me inhale as he had two fingers in my hole. Still on my back I lifted one of my legs pulling back to my head he rolled me on my side and lined up his cock with my hole. I felt the pressure of the head and then it popped in my hole. It felt nice to have him in me. He pushed in all the way to his balls it was in deep. He wasn't the best fuck but it felt nice none the less. He drilled my hole for about 15 mins or so the asked me to fuck him. He love my size and girth. I have to agree I wish I could find more guys with my size. He lubed up his hole and I did the same to my cock. I laid on my back as he hovered above lining up his hole with my cock. He lowered his hole down on to it and let it slide in, then he moved his leg and before he knew it he took more than he take at one time and jumped up quickly. It was kind of funny and I had to laugh. But he wasn't going to give up and after a minute or so his hole was back around my cock. I didn't move until he was use to and his hole had been stretched. I have to admit his hole felt awesome It had been a long time since I had topped. I'm usually more of a bottom so I don't look go looking for a hole. Once inside I sat up as he laid back, I rocked back and for driving it in and out. With out slipping out I went from sitting back to the push up position as he held his legs back with his heels. I ravaged his hole it felt so go I was a bit rough when I fucked him. He took another hit from the poppers and gave me another which put me over the edge. I picked up my pace and told him I was close he asked if I wanted to cum in him and I said hell yes and gave him all of me. With that he took a 3 days of a built up load. After I pulled out he asked if I was able still able to be fuck I I assured him I was. Since he hadn't cummed yet he was happy to hear that. He slid his cock back into my hole and commented I was a bit rough on his hole I told then to give it back to me. He did, he held my head up and placed the popper bottle under my nose once again feeding me another hit and took a couple himself. He now had my legs on his shoulders and held my hands back. He fucked me pretty rough and became more verbal. Telling me he was going to seed my hole and that I was soon going to his DNA running through me. My cock was a rock once again. I egged him on and told him to breed me I wanted his cum in me. It didn't take him long this verbal exchange was setting him over the edge and he blasted away in me. Damn that felt good. Even after he had cummed he wasn't ready to give up and continued to fuck me working his load in. All a said and done it was pretty hot and he seemed to be a pretty nice guy. I just wish he and his bf didn't use, I would love to have his bf in me as well. Especially at the same time ;-) But they do usually get high if I'm going to get fucked want cum in me. His bf had been visiting family also and he was home alone too. Breeder 2 This one wasn't as eventful just a quick fuck and run. After shavedhead guy had left I jumped back on MH seeing I was still pretty horny. I found a 32 year old poz guy not exactly my type a bit overweight but he was good looking. He wanted to get off before going to his family's for dinner. I told him to come over I was ready and had a load already brewing in me. With this guy there was no questioning of my status, he didn't care. It took him half hour to show up. There was no small talk just me dropping to my knees and getting him hard. I stripped and laid back on the floor, he dropped down pants still around his legs and slid right in. He fucked me hard but was a bit clumsy and kept slipping out he was about the same size as shavedhead guy but had 50lbs on him. Needless to say he was a 10 minute fuck and not very verbal just some grunting. He didn't tell me he was going to cum but had. I didn't know until he started to breath harder and just let out another grunt. I had to ask him if he had finished and said he had. He got dressed asked to use the bathroom and left. He wasn't the best top and wasn't the worst. Anyway we both got what we were after and he was on his way. I was pretty happy the rest of the day and went to sleep that night with these two poz loads in me. Sharing and giving always makes you feel better. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I hope that 2010 brings loads of luck to everyone out there. Nothing really went on out of the ordinary here things were pretty low key. The New Year came in like a rabbit and the old slid away like the slug that it was. Over all 2009 sucked so the next has to be better. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have time write up one of my more memorable New Year's. Just in case I don't here are a couple of hot pics. Options More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Mr. Peabody "Sherman, set the WABAC machine to New Years Eve 2002" In 2002 I was living in the Boston area. I had just gotten back from an 8 month deployment with a Navy Reserve Unit in Greece doing fleet security post 9-11. I had enough of the Navy and had cut my ties tranfering to inactive ready reserve. The deployment had taken it toll on me mentally and had just finished my first semester at UMass Boston.* I met some friends early in the evening for dinner and priming before heading off to Machine/Ramrod for drinking and dance. I wasn't dating anyone at the time just random hook ups here and there. So I was ready for anything and had all intentions of maybe finding one. Hell If I just ended up making out with a random guy that would have worked for me. Knowing the clubs I did not set my expectations that high.* We made it to the club probably around 10:00 or so and started to get ripped. The club was filled with couple and singles. We made the rounds checking everyone out and seeing if there were any targets worth pursuing. I set my markers on a few and would check them out further on the dance floor. By 11:00 I had really lowered my expectations and had settled in on just having fun with friends.* My bud had left the dance floor to take a break and get another round for everyone. When I notice this guy over on the side of the dance floor. He was not here earlier and was pretty hot. He stood in at over 6'3" short dark hair in jeans and a dress shirt. I left the dance floor and walked over to the bar and giving him a long look over and "Hi" as I passed by. When I made it to the bar I order a beer and noticed him beside me, he said hey and I asked if he need a drink. He replied "a beer is cool" I asked the for another and handed him the beer. We walked to a more secude corner where we could talk over by the pool tables.* Made with the normal conversation Who we were with, how we noticed each other and the basic background info. He was alone and worked on AMTRAK and was in Boston for the evening. We continued to chat and then headed back to the dance floor. Where be even more acquainted by grinding and feeling each other up. We had our hand up our shirt and down each others pants. I found he had a semi hard cock and he found mine, next he found my hole and drove one of his fingers in just enough to to make me crazy. He next asked if I wanted to back to his hotel, I was in agreement quickly. I told him I just need to check out with my friends since I had driven one of them.* He said cool and we went to find them, by now it was nearing midnight so we waited until after getting a couple of free glasses of champagne. Which just brought our lips locked and tongues engaged. As we got in line to get our coats he said he had something to tell me before we headed out. We were in each others arms and continuing to grind against each other.* "What is this you wanted to tell me? Your not married or something?" "Nah" "I'm not married, I'm HIV Positive." At first I was a bit startled, I hadn't know many guys that would be that up front about their status.* "I'm neg but it doesn't change my mind." and kissed him. "Good, Let's get the hell out of here." Finally got our jackets and found my truck. It was a short drive across town to S.Boston where his hotel was. We headed straight to the elevator and made out the entire way *up. He opened the door and before it closed he had me against the wall making out. Our jackets hit the floor first then our shirt and not long after I had his pant unbuttoned and is hard-on in my hand. I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. It wasn't thick but its length made up for it. He grabbed my head and drove it in deep causing me to gag and cough. He eased up a bit letting me do my thing and getting him primed.* After about 5 minutes of working his cock I stood up not wanting his load down my throat. I undid my jeans and stepped out of them and dropped my boxers. He then took my hand led me to the bed we laid down and made out some more and grinding our cocks into each other. Our cocks leaked pre-cum the entire time. I wanted his cock in me and he could sense this as he lifted my legs and started to prime my hole with his spit. He had a great system of drive his tongue in and then his finger and then over again.* My hole was wet and ready. He set my legs on his shoulders and lined up his cock. It went in pretty easily and before I knew it was all the way in buried to his balls. He started slow and then quickly picked up the pace. It was a bit rougher than I usually liked but it felt so damn good I wasn't about to complain. There was the normal banter between us "Damn your cock feels awesome", "Your hole is so tight", "Fuck Me", "Take it bitch", so on and so forth and mixed in with making out. Twenty minutes had gone by and we both were getting close.* This is when he asked "Where do you want me to cum?"* "Dude that's up to you." "I want to cum in you. Are you okay with that? "Fuck cum in me then." "Are you sure, I'm poz remember." "Yeah, I remember if it mattered I wouldn't have left with you." And with that he picked up the pace once again slamming my ass as hard as he could. This set me off and announced I was going to cum and he wasn't far behind me. I shot my load on my stomach and then his went in my hole. He continued to fuck me working his load in and then collapsing on top. We fell asleep pretty much in that position only to awake hour later with my dried cum on both of us. We fucked one more time that night and in the morning. *There were also a couple of more hot connections when he was in the Boston area again. We had kept in touch up until a couple of years ago when we both found boyfriends. This was probably on of the more memorable New Years and he's a great top whoever in the DC metro harnessed him has one luck holes and a great kisser.* More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Sorry I had to remove the video. It was set to auto play and I could not figure out how to change that, so I deleted it. I know it suck, but it had to be done. It's for the better of all readers so if they are viewing this blog in a public situation they are not embarrassed. I'll try to figure it out and repost it. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I get this email from a guy on Friday on the site bug club. He's visiting from Austria and was going to Emory for a conference we'll call him Gunther. The first message I deleted but here are the rest of our exchanges. Me: I'm free on Monday and Tuesday during the day then work the rest of the week so I won't be free at all then. Are you poz man? My email is Gunther: Yes I'm POZ, and you? Up until what time are you free during the day on Monday and Tuesday? I'll be staying at the Emory conference centre. Is that near you? Do you have a phone number where I can reach you? I hope we can hook up. Me: I'll be free 1100-1700 Mon, Tue and Fri I wish I was free in the evening but I live with my bf. Do you have any pictures to send mine are included. My # xxx.xxx.xxxx If I don't answer leave a message with a local # if you can, but if you don't leave a message I won't be calling back. Sorry just my rule, Like I said I have a bf so it could take an hour or so before I get back to you. Gunter: Thanks for the pics and your number. Your available times aren't that great for me, but I understand your constraints. I'll try to ring you today before 5. Here are a couple of pics of me. I hope we meet up. Gunther called around noon yesterday saying he had arrived and that he would call me once he got to his hotel. He called back at about 3:30 we talked for a few minutes I told him my hole was ready now. I got to the hotel pretty quick traffic wasn't all that bad. He looked older than the photos that he had sent but still good looking. Overall he wasn't really my type, for an older daddy type I prefer the muscular leather type. Gunther was probably 5'8" 140lbs in good shape. It did not take long to go from introductions to striping. Gunther: You know I'm POZ right? Me: considering where you found me does it matter? Once the small talk was over and he was down to his briefs I started sucking on his cock. He had a leather cock-ring on, I love cock-rings they really bring out the veins in a cock. I usually wear one if I'm going to top. Gunther had a nice size cock 6" and pretty thick as I went to work on his cock I noticed he had a lot precumming and I only just started. I worked his cock for about 10 mins then he pulled me up and made out a bit. Next he went down on me working my cock, He knew what he was doing and gave pretty good head. After about 5 minutes I told him to stop because I had been edging all morning so I was pretty horned up. I was instructed to get on the bed on all fours. He went to town rimming and nibbling on my hole. He darted his tongue in and out getting nice and lubed up. Then I felt one finger, two fingers and finally three fingers. He slid his fingers in and the would twist and then repeated. This when I reached for the bottle of popper and took a hit. I was in heaven he was doing a good job at roughing up my hole and preparing it for the load I was about to receive. He stopped for a moment and asked if he wanted him to get a toothbrush? I declined I don't mind my hole being roughed up but I don't think I want my hole bleeding that badly. He understood and worked my hole a bit more then I felt the head of his cock. The pressure increased then it popped in and he went to work. I stayed on all fours for a bit then switched to missionary. I prefer that when getting fucked like to the face of the guy when he cums in me. Once we had switched and his cock was back in me he start in with nasty talk and making out. Gunther: You taste your hole? It tastes sweet doesn't it? Me: Yeah it tastes good. Fuck me hard man. Gunther: Yeah you want my Aids in you dontcha? Me: Fuck yeah, Give me your toxic seed. Damn it feels good. Gunther: Don't worry boy you are going to get it. Me: I want you DNA in me, OOh Shit fuck me. Gunther: Fuck, you ready for the seed, because I'm going to shoot it in you deep? Me: Knock me up! Fuck it into me, Shoot damn it. Gunther: FUCKKK You have it boy. Once unload he asked if I had cum I pointed to my chest where a nice big load was laying. He then scooped it up with his tongue and fed it to me me. It was so hot. Heres the email I got this morning Hi Rob Robbbie or wahtever works. I loved fucking my cum into you today. Hope you liked receiving. You're a really hot guy and I want you t enjoy the best of chasing. Call me if yo u want anothter load befiore I leave. You're extremely good looking and hot. You'll get what ou want and hopefullly some of my bug. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Sorry I've been so quiet. I just have been stuck in a rut and I've been trying to get out of it but I just haven't been able to. I don't know what is going on but my mind will get fixated on something, before I know it it's 2pm and I haven't done a damn thing. As far as the blog has been concerned, I've had an issue or two with the template that I have been using and I think I'll be sticking with this rather simple one. I also noticed that the photos that I have uploaded have disappeared, Picasa had deleted some of the content I had uploaded. So that's why there are some blank spaces on some of my posts. I'll try uploading a few more and see what happens. So in a nutshell that's what has been going on. yeah I know exciting. More...