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Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Visited my favorite booths after getting drunk with friends. It was a dark night. Meaning...I took four loads from some fucking hot black boys. OMG. I'm on a crazy. They are big enough for me to feel filled and fucking know how to use it. Funny how I know if I find them on A4A, I am sure their profile would say Neg and safe only. The hottest of them all even let me drink his piss then pissed in me. FUCKING HOT!!! Twice in one month. I love it. Venting: Why do rent boys working the booths have to be sooooo obnoxious? Yes, second to me you are the hottest one there but you don't need to be a commentator on everything you see and everyone you see. Yes he's ugly and Asian. We got it. Hence why no one was fucking with him. Yes I am a slut b/c I've gone in with a few guys. They were all hot which is more than I can say for you but still. Then he proceeds to JO in front of everyone. If I wanted that I would have watched Xtube when I got home. I wanted fucking. Stop distracting the tops. I wanted to hit him. Just go there fuck or shut the fuck up. I would have said something but then I would have been that obnoxious asshole. One was enough. Till next load... More...

Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... Hey guys. Obviously I have not posted anything in a few weeks now, but I will soon...hopefully. To be honest... no sooner did I make that last post and then the big Catholic Priest Sex scandal hit full stride. Now I know that my fucking a Priest and the Priest sex scandal are only tangentially related at best...still somehow...strangly...I felt involved in the scandal. Silly? Perhaps... but nonethless a real emotion for me. Interstingly, I noticed that "Anonhole" deleted his profile on the hookup site. If I was freaked out... I can only imagine what he must be going through. At times I find myself wanting to talk to him about what we did... about the scandal... about the church... but then when I really think about it...I would not know what to say. I guess, in short, I feel really bad for him and other Priest like him... I mean it is one thing to be in the closet, but being a Priest has to take that whole closet thing to a whole new level. Anyway, I have had a few other encounters since then but each time when I would start to think about writing about them here, I would start thinking about the whole Priest thing again. Please take this meger post as a sign that I am getting over it... or more appropriately...am getting over myself. After all... shit happens. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post There are times to tell what I do and there are times not to. I omit so sexual experiences b/c the guy doesn't want me to post. No problem. I have been thinking lately b/c most don't want me to post since they are dating someone. I am currently the other man in now 4 ongoing relationships. I repeat with these guys. I don't see a problem with this as I am not holding a gun to the guys' heads and we don't fuck in their "love" bed. I host. But my mind gets going when I see all this mistresses of famous people going on tv. WHY? Now you can never have the amazing relationship of fucking married guys b/c everyone knows who you are. I like these fucks. They are getting what they don't get at home and are so excited and passionate about it. They are quick and know what they want. No lying in bed talking of the future unless it's about sex they want to live out. I get what I want. They get what they want and we never have to worry about where the other is. If they can make it, they do. I don't kiss and tell in situations like this b/c they are too easy to fuck up. Am I a bad person for this? Till next load... More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Just got a pump and dump from a hot twigga (twink/nigga). Don't take offense to the word. It's really meant in all pozitive light b/c I get soooo turned on by twiggas. Twiggas are young thuggish but not droopy pants with shirts that hide their body. They are built and masculine. Gotta love em. He had glasses too which turns me on as well. Just a quick load and go on his way to work. Mmmmm, keep putting my finger in my hole to feel the cum. mmmmmmmmm Till next load... More...

Click here to see original blog post on Sport Screwing... just moved back to Oz. sorry for being gone. i'll add some posts this next week More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here SATURDAY April 17. Noon to Midnight. NO LOAD REFUSED. Hot, smooth, SF bay-area, Chinese BUBBLE butt 34 yr old boi- 5'7", 155, smooth, hairless, clean hole- that opens wide to take EVERY CUM LOAD... NO LOAD REFUSED. Venue to be announced. No pnp. Write topptedd@yahoo.com for more info. More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here Saturday, April 10, 2010 Bottoms AND Tops CUMMING TOGETHER in a sex loft in Downtown LA NO ATTITUDE/JUST HOT BAREBACK SEX... contact me for info. topptedd@yahoo.com More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here When blogging, I do my best to respect the wishes of the guys I have sex with. If it's a famous person, like a pornstar, I'll go ahead and be upstanding, but if a guy has a lot of 'Ask Me's' in his profile, then I won't mention his screen name. He's got his reasons which are none of my business. I'm not being coy or playing games, it's just the way I see it. Last Monday night, a visitor to SF found me online at barebackrt...he was the only total top 'looking' and I was going to ping him myself but he beat me to it...the Hilton's about a 15 minute walk from my place...we exchanged a few messages, I gave him my cell phone number, we connected...and it turns out he was esconced in a rather large suite on the top floor of the Hilton Tower. He looks like one of the guys on 'Mad Men,' super-straight, conservative haircut, old school black framed glasses. He's built like a linebacker with an average-sized dick which was easy to get rock hard at 90 degrees. And he's HIV-positive, which is a matter I always clear up from the start, but it's not mentioned in his profile...it was one of his 'Ask Me's...which is why I asked. I went down on him directly after shedding all my clothes (I look rather preppy myself, not my usual dressed down appearance) while he stripped his sport shirt and trousers, leaving his white tee. He keeps his glasses on, while he stands at the bed, and pulls my ass over to the edge. I get a nicely-paced, deliberate, measured fucking, and he knows how to use his dick, giving my throbbing buttlips a nice massage. He talks a little bit...not too much...just some phrases in a low voice, about a 'tight hole.' Well, my hole ain't tight...it's deep, hot and big. So I keep my mouth shut, he ain't complainin'. But he gets it...he doesn't plunge or plow, he really strokes. It's a hot fuck. I've been pretty quiet...but he asks me about the load in my ass (I had slipped a cum cube up there before I left home), 'whose is it?' 'A hot Mexican's,' I said back (at least party true)...'oh yeah?' Then I let loose with some trash talk about wanting his poz cum up there, to mix it up with the poz cum of hot latinos who've been fuckin' me lately, and then, pop! pop! pop! He shoots his load into my ass. It was the poz references that got him off (join the club!) Despite his Chamber of Commerce front, this top turned out to be just another twisted type into cum-mixing, spreading and sharing the toxic seed, getting off on the whole idea. When I got home, I took a squat on the kitchen floor, pushed out his cum into my reservoir tank of seed...and it was a pretty good load, nice and clear, nasty and deadly. Thanks, man, nasty mr. businessman. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here I was horny last nite, so hit up my friend in the post labeled "New Cocksucker" I got over there, and he told me he didn't want to start because another regular was coming over to load his ass. I was definitely down with that and waited until he came over. He was around 40, kind of a gut on him, and African American. Nice guy, and usually loads up my bud at least twice per session. This time, he didn't disappoint. We got thinks rolling by the bottom alternately sucking each of us and getting our cocks hard and primed. I took my place at the bottom's mouth, and the other guy took his place at the bottom's hole. He kept teasing the bottom with his fingers and cock head until he turned around and said, "Don't make me wait; put it in now!" It was great to see the bottom's face as the top entered his ass. He got this big grin, and sighed. As the top was fucking the hole, I was fucking his mouth. The boy knows how to suck cock, and LOVES to get every drop of semen that he can. Watching the top's expressions combined with the suction on my rod made me blow a nice, frothy load. My cocksucker cleaned me off, and continued to get fucked by the top. The top started to moan, and the bottom said, "It won't be long now." I started egging the top on, telling him, "Load that pig up. You know he wants that load" Then, a look of total ecstsy came over the top's face, and I knew he was unloading. He then stopped for about a minute, then began fucking again. Bottom reminded me this guy is good for at least two loads. Anyhow, about two minutes later, the top got that look on his face again, and I knew he was seeding bottom boy again. As he pulled out, bottom boy said, "I'm not finished yet," and began cleaning of the top's cock. As he was getting cleaned, he told me that on Monday, he had ejaculated six different times. Must've been his day off! More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I had a long Easter Holiday weekend spending time with relatives, so needless to say when I got back to town Monday night I was horny as fuck. I was determined I was going to get fucked even if it was with a condom. I posted several advertisements on craigslist for an anonymous fuck session. In my ad, I mentioned that I was not interested in lengthy email exchanges about stats and swapping photos. I wanted to leave my front door unlocked and have my top come in to find me lubed and ready in the doggie position. It didn't take long before I got several bites. My ad had also stated, "I will hand you a rubber if you want it." I figured this was enough information to let guys know that I was a "barebacker." I chose to use a different email address that "athensgapoz" so my status was not as obvious. I was interested to see what kind of guys would respond. The first reply basically said, "where?" and "hiv status?" I responded back, "are you hiv poz friendly with a rubber?" He replied back and said, "sorry, I just can't do that." I wrote back, "I understand, best of luck." The second reply arrived and said, "has that ass been bred yet?" I wrote back, "not yet, hiv poz friendly with a rubber?" He replied back, "address?" This was definitely more promising. After I sent directions, he wrote back and said, "I don't want you to see me" to which I replied, "no problem, I have a black hood I can wear so no chance I will see you." His response, "I'll be there in 15." He also stated in one of his emails, "after I fuck you, you have to clean my cock off." What my anonymous visitor did not realize was the fact that I remember tricking with him several years ago since I recognized his email address. Previously, I had given him a blow job and we had not discussed hiv status. I think he didn't want me to see him since he had intentions of fucking bareback. I am almost 99% sure he is hiv negative. I had already cleaned out and showered so I unlocked the front door, turned down the lights, put some porn in the bedroom dvd player, lubed my ass and got ready. I told him to ring the door bell so I would know he was there but to come on in. I placed the hood on my head but did not cover my face or assume the position until the door bell rang. When the door opens and shuts it is such a huge rush for me. I covered my face and assumed the position. I hear my visitor drop his pants to the floor and kick them off. I take a hit of poppers and get ready. He takes his semi hard cock and slaps it against the crack of my hairy ass. I feel his cock immediately get harder. He slides the entire length of his cock into my hungry hole and let's out a soft "moan, oh god, that feels so good." He gives my ass cheeks a few slaps with his hand and fucks me in perfect rhythm. He slides his cock out and says, "I want it to last, I don't want to cum yet." I reply, "take your time stud, fuck as long as you want." He slaps my ass again and then rams the full length back in again. He had a great cock for fucking. I am not exactly sure how big it was but it was the perfect fit for my hungry hole. After a few more minutes, he says, I am going to cum in your ass." His fuck strokes intensify as he slams into me and releases his cum load deep inside. My cock is dripping from the sensation of him hitting my prostrate. Once he has emptied his nuts, he slides out and I turn around and say, "I have to clean that cock." He replies, "yes, you do" as he guides his still hard cock in the hole for sucking cock in my black hood. Once, I have licked it clean, he withdraws from my mouth and starts dressing. I tell him, "I enjoyed that and hope you will email me again." He replied, "don't worry, I will." (Note: Photos in this blog post are not personal but from the Internet) More...

To see Austin Barebacker's original blog post click here What a weekend. The load count gives an idea of what happened but what it doesn't tell you that I was fucked and filled on a constant basis for those two days. I even had an attempt at fisting go on...that's why I'm so sore. But when I get more time I'll get back to the Wisconsin story (I've kept in contact with Brady) and I'll get into more detail about this past weekend. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I'm thinking I should tread lightly with this post - but that's not necessarily my style, is it? For the first time, I knowingly had sex with someone who reads my blog. Yes, I said knowingly. You kind of have to figure men are covert, deceptive, piggy and such, and some had to know they were having sex with a work-renowned sex blogger, right? I don't have any kind of following in Greenland, all of China (I blame government censorship) or two-thirds of Africa (which I just blame poverty and no connectivity). And since this guy knew I was a sex blogger, he also knew I'd be writing about it - right? Right! Eh, he's a big boy, he can take it. And he is a big boy - pushing 9". .....but let's back up first and let me intro this. #1 Blogger Fan (allegedly) contacted me any number of years ago and we've been in touch on and off ever since. Besides being a dedicated reader, he gets where I'm coming from on many fronts. After a few years, there isn't much he doesn't know of me.......and trust me, it ain't all pretty. We tried setting him up as a guest-blogger within my site, but he only had two entries. It's not actually for his lack of sexual experience that has stopped him from writing, but he's not committed to it, I guess. No biggie. It was an experiment and one I would allow him to try again at some point. Last time I was in his town, I had dinner with him. Just dinner. It was a first time meeting and it went well but did not end in sex - though if anyone had looked out the restaurant windows at just the right time, they would have seen me grab him by the back of the neck and stick my tongue in his mouth while we were in the parking lot, parting ways. He is a very sexy man. I was back in town and very busy with work, and he was busy as well, but he wanted to see me - and vice versa. The only time I had was right before I left town, and said he could give me a ride to the airport. I might have asked for one. It's not like I needed the ride, that's what expense reports are for. And when I say he wanted to "see" me, that's what I took it for. Time was limited and our last encounter ended in a kiss. I had no expectations. Hopes, sure - but not expectations. He picked me up at my hotel and off we went. He wanted to show me his house and I was wanting to see it. Four floors of goodness. We started off on the main floor and when we went into the basement I was more hopeful, but then it was on to the other levels. Oh well. However, once we completed the tour on the fourth level and just chatting about storage, he just turned to me and in a low guttural voice said, "get on your fuckin' knees - now!". I complied. The thing about "Lou" is, he can go from nice guy to sex pig in 0.002 seconds flat - without missing a beat. I gnawed at his crotch for only a little bit and went for his belt. I hadn't seen a belt buckle like that since I had been in cub scouts and it was part of my uniform, but I managed without his assistance. "Yeah, you know how to work all belts, don't you pig?" came from his mouth. I'm sure I smiled knowing that I did. I opened his pants and out it plopped. Lou says he's 9", and he just might be - he's at least very close. Hell, if he is 9", it is 9" around! That boy is gifted in girth! The length ain't too shabby either, I must say. He stood before me feeding me dick - big dick. As I've said before, I do so much better with a larger cock than a smaller or medium one. For some reason, I have no issue taking it to the back of my throat with zero gag reflex, even when he holds on to the back of my head and pumps. I actually do gag on smaller dicks - why is that? Lou says its because (and no offense, he preempted) I've got a wide mouth. "Oh yeah, you're just as good as everyone says you are". I'm sure what he meant was, I'm as good as I say everyone says I am - that is unless he's been contacting my unnamed tricks these last few years/decades, which oddly wouldn't surprise me all that much. "Look up here". I did, cock still in mouth. He snapped a pic with his phone. "This is for your blog" Yeah - he knew I was gonna write about this!! You can definitely see how wide he is, but it doesn't quite show you how long he is, or the curve that goes with it. It is a beautiful piece of meat. That's what it is, but that's how he treated me - to a degree. At some point he sat down in a chair and I crawled between his legs and just sucked away. I started to forget about time or that damned flight I had to catch. I had to get him off. This is a man who performs acts of self-love at least three times per day, so not knowing he would actually be meeting up with me had taken care of 'business' twice already before 3p. And as much as I would have liked to have taken care of it orally without any hand manipulation - his or mine - with my time constraints, there had to be a little help. While he took matters into his hands for a moment, BikeGuy Jr. needed to be released from his jeans. It was too uncomfortable kneeling there with that tent. I stood up to unleash him and Lou seemed duly impressed. He commented at one point that the pictures didn't really lie or do it justice. Oh, and Lou is not a bad cocksucker himself, though he didn't get my prize. Timing and priorities, ya know. And the priority was getting him to ejaculate. Before going back to my knees, I leaned over and kissed him and kissed him hard. I'm 90% sure that got him harder and much closer to my goal. His goal too. I was back on my knees sucking while he helped stroke it. Somewhere in there he muttered about next time it would be buried up my ass while I bit the pillow. NICE! Made me even harder. The talk, the action, the kiss all took us where we wanted to go. Our not so final destination. That will be another visit. But Lou popped off a nice sized load - be it his first or third of the day. I held it in my mouth before swallowing, but looking up at him as I did it. I pulled off....eventually....and then stood up and said, "now, take me to the airport!!!!". Lou pulled himself together while I went down and waited in the kitchen. By the time he got there, I showed him what I had just typed into my iPhone: "Here's what I just sent to 806 of my closest Twitter followers". He slyly smiled, and then drove me to the airport. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Nobody answered or commented yesterday, so either nobody knows the answer, or nobody reads this blog. Question is this: Sat night, when I pulled out of the loaded up bottom boy, I swear I smelled semen. This has never happened to me before, so has anyone else experienced the odor of sperm when pulling out of loaded up bottom? More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I can't say I was raped. Not in anyway shape or form. Here's what I can say - I understand how people deal with the act of having sex with someone they'd rather not and how you hear about rape victims just closing their eyes and waiting/hoping for it to be over. I was out of town. He messaged me on ManHunt. The description was nice, the pictures were promising. But real life has a way of fucking with that perception. The man was african-american and had some really nice pictures. But in reality, he was not all that pleasant to look at or be with. Why I didn't just send him away, I do not know. I just didn't. He wanted to kiss and I would have with the guy in the pics, who were him - so he didn't really misrepresent, he just had a really really good photographer. He wanted to eat out my ass and sure, I allowed that. But his stubble was so wiry that it actually annoyed my ass. Of course, this was an hour after the Cowboy guy beat the shit out of it, so that might have had something to do with it, but only a little something. And speaking of "little somethings" the penis wasn't what he said it was, or he's unable to use a tape measure accurately. 6" tops. So he wanted to fuck me and I wanted him to go, so we compromised. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes and he fucked me. The only somewhat urging I did was to ask him to fuck me harder and faster because, well it would be over sooner. I needed it to be over. I needed a cock and a load, but at what cost? He had to know what was up, right - because I wasn't. Not in the slightest, nor did I attempt to manually try to get me there. Listen guys, you know this blog is about the good and the bad. I had an incredible scene in the same room, same town a few hours before - anything else should have paled in comparison, but this one was just bad no matter what you put it up against. I'd say: 'live and learn' but I rarely do. I take my chances. I gamble. Sometimes I lose. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Finally!! One of my buds hosted a breeding party for one of my fave cumdump bottoms last night. The bottom is HOT!! He's 35 yrs old, lean, buff, blond, and tatted up. He told me his favorite thing to do was to be blindfolded, tied down to a fuck bench and used as a no load refused cum dump. Last night he got his wish again. He does this about every six to eight weeks, but I don't always get to participate. I got to the party last night; it started at eight but I didn't get there until about 10:15. I walked in and there were five or six guys sitting on the couch. I walked into the play room, and there he was, tied down, with a nice, inviting hole just waiting for my pole. I dropped trou and made him suck my cock to get it hard. As soon as it was, I walked around to his hole and shoved my cock in, no waiting for him to adjust. As I slid in, I felt other stud's cum lubing up my throbbing cock. I pounded him for a good five minutes (I know, not long, but you have no idea how warm and sloppy his hole felt!) before I told him I was gonna seed him. His response was, "Go for it, man," so I did. As I was shooting, I could feel his ass loosen and tighten to massage the spunk outta my cock. VERY talented cum hole. When I pulled out, I swear I could smell semen on my cock since he had already been so loaded up. That's never happened to me before. Any of you ever experience that? I went into the living room and socialized. Someone offered to suck me off, so we went into the kitchen. As this dude was on his knees servicing me, I felt a tongue on my hole. I groaned, and the guy behind me started really eating me out. I realized I wasn't gonna cum, so pulled out of the cocksucker's mouth. The guy behind me misinterpreted that as an invitation to blow me, moved in front of me and lickied my balls while my cocksucker went back to work. As this was happening, a third dude whispered in my ear, "Is it ok if I rim you?" Like I'm gonna say no!! Now I've got three men on me, each doing his best to make me nutt, but as much as I focused, tried, and concentrated, it wasn't gonna happen. VERY frustrating, since my favorite way to be serviced is to have my cock sucked as my ass is being eaten. I guess it was too soon after dumping in that cummy hole. Anyway, I gave the three men my apologies, noted the disappointed looks on their faces, and returned home. More...

Click here to see Midtown Mutt's original blog post... I haven't had anything to write lately. Between long hours at work and not-so-interesting sexual encounters, the well is dry. Temporarily. I promise. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I can't say I was raped. Not in anyway shape or form. Here's what I can say - I understand how people deal with the act of having sex with someone they'd rather not and how you hear about rape victims just closing their eyes and waiting/hoping for it to be over. I was out of town. He messaged me on ManHunt. The description was nice, the pictures were promising. But real life has a way of fucking with that perception. The man was african-american and had some really nice pictures. But in reality, he was not all that pleasant to look at or be with. Why I didn't just send him away, I do not know. I just didn't. He wanted to kiss and I would have with the guy in the pics, who were him - so he didn't really misrepresent, he just had a really really good photographer. He wanted to eat out my ass and sure, I allowed that. But his stubble was so wiry that it actually annoyed my ass. Of course, this was an hour after the Cowboy guy beat the shit out of it, so that might have had something to do with it, but only a little something. And speaking of "little somethings" the penis wasn't what he said it was, or he's unable to use a tape measure accurately. 6" tops. So he wanted to fuck me and I wanted him to go, so we compromised. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes and he fucked me. The only somewhat urging I did was to ask him to fuck me harder and faster because, well it would be over sooner. I needed it to be over. I needed a cock and a load, but at what cost? He had to know what was up, right - because I wasn't. Not in the slightest, nor did I attempt to manually try to get me there. Listen guys, you know this blog is about the good and the bad. I had an incredible scene in the same room, same town a few hours before - anything else should have paled in comparison, but this one was just bad no matter what you put it up against. I'd say: 'live and learn' but I rarely do. I take my chances. I gamble. Sometimes I lose. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Finally!! One of my buds hosted a breeding party for one of my fave cumdump bottoms last night. The bottom is HOT!! He's 35 yrs old, lean, buff, blond, and tatted up. He told me his favorite thing to do was to be blindfolded, tied down to a fuck bench and used as a no load refused cum dump. Last night he got his wish again. He does this about every six to eight weeks, but I don't always get to participate. I got to the party last night; it started at eight but I didn't get there until about 10:15. I walked in and there were five or six guys sitting on the couch. I walked into the play room, and there he was, tied down, with a nice, inviting hole just waiting for my pole. I dropped trou and made him suck my cock to get it hard. As soon as it was, I walked around to his hole and shoved my cock in, no waiting for him to adjust. As I slid in, I felt other stud's cum lubing up my throbbing cock. I pounded him for a good five minutes (I know, not long, but you have no idea how warm and sloppy his hole felt!) before I told him I was gonna seed him. His response was, "Go for it, man," so I did. As I was shooting, I could feel his ass loosen and tighten to massage the spunk outta my cock. VERY talented cum hole. When I pulled out, I swear I could smell semen on my cock since he had already been so loaded up. That's never happened to me before. Any of you ever experience that? I went into the living room and socialized. Someone offered to suck me off, so we went into the kitchen. As this dude was on his knees servicing me, I felt a tongue on my hole. I groaned, and the guy behind me started really eating me out. I realized I wasn't gonna cum, so pulled out of the cocksucker's mouth. The guy behind me misinterpreted that as an invitation to blow me, moved in front of me and lickied my balls while my cocksucker went back to work. As this was happening, a third dude whispered in my ear, "Is it ok if I rim you?" Like I'm gonna say no!! Now I've got three men on me, each doing his best to make me nutt, but as much as I focused, tried, and concentrated, it wasn't gonna happen. VERY frustrating, since my favorite way to be serviced is to have my cock sucked as my ass is being eaten. I guess it was too soon after dumping in that cummy hole. Anyway, I gave the three men my apologies, noted the disappointed looks on their faces, and returned home. More...

To see Street Muscle 501's original blog post click here... Christ, sorry dudes for not posting for nearly a month. Things have been damn hectic recently. The sex has been awesome and steady. I have been tweeting about some of my hookups, but not nearly as often as I should. And I just haven’t had time to write recently. The warmer weather has def. helped. And I finally have a nice roster of regular fuck buds that I can call or text for quick, hot, hookups. So, my cock has been wrapped up in a hot mouth or tight bare ass almost daily…..and I got my lips wrapped around a cock at least once a day if not more. Speaking of sucking cock, I just sucked off a big-dicked stud that was visiting from Austin, TX. We connected a while back ago through Yahoo, and this was the first time he was visiting our East. He shares my fetish of tight jeans and big bulges. And he came over to my place sporting the biggest bulge stretching his tight 501s. He got me down on my knees worshipping his fat basket with my lips and tongue…I gnawed at the denim and buttons of his jeans until I got that hard boner springing outta his fly. He was going commando, or course, so that fat cock sprung right out as soon as I unleashed it and slapped my cheek. I soon was gobble down on his cock. Bobbing up and down on his dick, burying my face against the denim of his fly as I deep throated his cock. I must’ve sucked his cock and balls for at least 30 minutes….getting high on the taste of his pre-cum and the scent of his cock and the denim mixed in the air. I had my 501s unbuttoned and cock out….stroking away on my hard dick as I blew this stud. I was massaging his jeans clad ass as I blew him…sliding my fingers deep in the seam of his tight levi’s, trying to fuck his ass with my fingers through the denim. His jeans were worn, and I easily worked open the seam in his jeans with my heavy fingering. I eased first one, then two fingers into his hot hole through the ripped seam of his jeans. He was bucking, moaning and pumping his cock into my face as I finger fucked him through his jeans. I worked my fingers deep into his ass, massaging his prostate. Feeling his cock rock hard and pulsing in my mouth, I knew his was about to unleash a his load. I gulped down on his cock as he pumped a torrent of tasty cum deep into my throat. Yummy!! More...

Click here to see Adam's original blog post... So I think it's just a fact of life that I will come and go from this blog from time to time. Sometimes I want to write every day. Other times, I can go months working on other projects that don't get so deep into my personal life and be perfectly content! Thank you for reading when I am around. I did get some "fan mail" in my absence which I will do my best to answer as quickly as possible. To celebrate my return, I'm opening up the floor to discussion. I want someone to suggest a mission. If I like the mission, I'll fulfill it. Leave your ideas in the comment section. More...

Click here to see Adam's original blog post... This is another old fucktale, from the time last spring before I got sick. One night, I went to Therapy with a friend. We drank, we talked, we checked out boys. I went downstairs to pee and came back up to discover my friend talking to a short Latino guy who I hadn't paid much attention to. My friend (who has a boyfriend) pulled me over and said, "I need rescued or I'm going to get into so much trouble. You take him!" The Latino's name was Javier (not his real name of course) and upon closer inspection he had a kick-ass body. Huge pecs, great, well-defined arms, an amazing ass. Before long I was pressed against the exposed brick wall with his tongue down my throat and my hand down his pants feeling his rock-hard uncut meat. It wasn't long before I cut to the chase: "I live two blocks from here. Let's go." We ran down the stairs, out the door and back to my apartment. We barely got into my bedroom when all our clothes were off and I was touching and licking every part of his body. It was so muscular, so well-cared-for. I dropped to my knees and gulped his cock down to the pubes. It wasn't particularly large, but that's actually fine with me. You can do a lot more with an average-sized penis than with a huge one. In no time he had me on my back, lube in hand from my nightstand, lined up. I closed my eyes and felt the skin pressing into me. Gently and firmly he guided his dick into me and started to glide back and forth. That's one awesome thing about small and average cocks: it's practically effortless! He was big enough to hit the prostate, and boy did he ever. It didn't take him long to start ramming me with extreme athletic power. I could only grunt on each inward stroke. After about a minute of that he gasped and held short and stopped moving. "Whew! Too close. I don't want to cum yet." He pulled out and made me stand up on the bed. He positioned me against the wall, ass out, and started fucking up into me from behind. "Fuck yeah, papi!" he groaned as he rested his head against my back. The buzz cut felt soft and pleasant and was an odd counterpoint to the rough fucking he was administering to my ass. He started to moan, "Oh, oh, oh, OH!" and I knew he was getting close to cumming. All of a sudden he lost his footing and fell backwards onto the bed. We laughed about it and I led him by his still-hard cock to the bathroom, where he immediately bent me over the sink and went back to town. "Oh fuck yeah! Look at me in the eyes!" he insisted. I locked eyes with him in the mirror as he gripped my chest and parted his red lips. His tongue darted out a little and a wicked grin started to form. He rested his scruffy chin on my shoulder and kept eye contact as his breathing got really ragged and his fucking intensified. I was stiff as a board when he finally started whispering with ragged urgency: "Oh! Hoh! Ho!! I'm ready! I'm ready!! It's! Iit's!! Ti-! Ime! OH! OH! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" He jabbed in deep and hard three times and held still, closing his eyes and panting. "Oh yeah. Thank you. Thank you. I gave it to you good, huh?" I really wanted to cum, but he looked at the clock and said he had to go to work at another bar in town. I asked him what he did and he told me he was a DJ and told me to Google him. With that, he was gone. I Googled him. And he was a well-known DJ that I had heard of and that you've heard of if you go out in New York or Miami. I jerked off to his pics online, and went to bed contented knowing that his load was in me. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Milan Milan and I met at the second after party. Remember I said I left with a few numbers. He was one of them. He's got a beautiful body light skin and big ol fuckin dick. He came over just the next day and fucked the shit out of me repeatedly for three hours. He was even the first guy to fall asleep literally inside me. Fucking hot!! The Cock So I have a friend that has a part in The Cock on Wednesday nights. Guys...please let me know if I just went on a crappy night or what. NOTHING going on. I knew both of the dancer boys which was a turn off so I couldn't even enjoy watching them. They didn't turn the lights on but they had the dancer boys on a box where all the sex happens. On the dancer boys were flashlights attached to their belts facing down and shining random light everywhere as they danced. Assholes. I did finally get one guy with a Prince Albert to take me into the pitch black stall and fuck the shit out of me. He claimed poz and I begged for him to poz me. Got him to fuck me harder and faster. Was hot but didn't really make up for the night. Friday night after Black Party I was set to see Milan again. He texted me to ask if a guy could join and if I was willing to go to Brooklyn. Milan has a car so didn't see any issue with this. They pick me up and it's three of them not two. Whatever. They want to party. I'm just going with the flow. Now the night was overall good but I'm going to tell you how many times I should have walked away. So guy driving isn't Milan. Problem there. Not Milan's car either. Another problem. We head to go pick up some things just around the corner from where the driver lives. We're going to call him Tweaky for it's all I remember of him. We think it's going to be a car exchange so to make room Milan and I get out to go to a grocery while the rest do their business. Anyone remember that Friday, it was 20 degrees. What should have taken two minutes took 35. Tweaky didn't use the car. He parked and went to the guys house. This left Milan, other guy E, and me walking in the cold trying to figure out what to do and where to get a cab home. Tweaky finally comes out and we get in the car. I'm freezing and just want a warm place so I pass this over and we all go back to Tweaky's. We get there and Milan, E, and I start playing. Tweaky gets online to find more guys. This is what he does ALL night so from here on out, he's not worth mentioning. I end up being like the bottom of the night. This is okay with me but would have been nice to be fucked as I watched someone else be fucked. E was vers but didn't really take it that much. Highlights of the 4 hour fuck session. Milan pissed up my ass and I accidentally let it spray on E's face. Found out later, E loved that. He should have said something b/c I would have been willing to get into more. Speaking of his fetishes, he loved eating me out and pushing air into me to have me let it out in his face. Another thing I didn't realize he was doing till we talked later. Kinda hot. I was cleaned out so not like anything else would have come out. Kinda looking to playing with him again to see just how far he's willing to go. Early that morning we decided to head home. I went with Milan to his place after spending 30 minutes again in the cold looking for a cab. He's a nice guy and we fucked more at his place, napped, and then he took me home. So thoughts from that night. NOT going to Brooklyn again without and exit strategy. Making sure I don't take the weather and what I think is a ride as an excuse to not dress warm. Leave when the host is way too tweaked out. Understand you aren't going to find a cab in Brooklyn at 5 am on a Saturday. Till next load... More...

Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... i've been super-horny lately and last night i got to scratch an itch i've had for some time. i spent 4 hours up in a sling... story to cum soon. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here Just saw your post. free here until 8pm or tmrw morning if you are around. horny masc bi verbal guy, real discrete. 5'8, 175, 38yrs. shaved head, thick beard, safe, ddf. thick five, sweet ass, three day load.'Safe' is a relative term. His was a reply from a CL ad I posted while traveling for work. He was the last of my responders - hours after the fact - and as it turns out the only viable reply. His picture was accurate, his stats were dead-on, especially the beard. Well groomed, it was, but thicker than I had ever seen on a man. It was to the point that I had to run my hand through it during our encounter. He didn't mention perfect teeth, which he had, and used to smile for pleasure and evil. A little background: I normally post for guys who are aggressive and verbal to be a plus. I do that to try to get guys with a pulse. Usually you get barely get the "oh yeah, suck my cock..." and even then it's fairly anemic. So even without that low benchmark, this guy would have blown everyone out of the water - with both aggression and verbally demeaning skills. The shaved head, perfect teeth and manly beard just added to the entire thing. He knocked. I opened. He came in and started stripping. He talked about cocksuckers he knew from Toledo, Akron, and other NE Ohio cities, but never one from Cleveland. I wanted to give him one to talk about. Immediately he took over. His mouth ran over with filth that I wish I could remember. If you recall when I talked about M, when I'm enamoured, I tend to get lost in the detail. Too lost. And to be honest, the way it all spilled out of his mouth - I could not do it, or him, justice in writing. Like artists who can paint masterpieces with a brush, this man did it with words. Dirty dirty words. He's also "aggressive" - in words and deeds. I got down on my knees and he leaned against the wall, but before I could start my blowjob, he spit on my face. Big time.....and with aggression. I know it is not everyone's cup of tea, but it turns me on and puts me in my place in a sexual/non-sexual kind of way. What I loved about it was, we had never discussed anything other than what was in the ad and he had me pegged - completely. I did an expert job of blowing him - ask anyone. Definitely ask the people in adjoining room 1822. There is no way they didn't hear all of this. Every little bit. "Cowboy" talked about the Ohio guys who had blown him and slipped in one who ate his hole great. I'm not saying he was manipulative to plant that in my head, but it certainly gave me the opening to snack on his ass.....and a challenge to do it better than that other guy. But I probably did play right into his hands - or ass, as it were. This guy turned out to be all about getting his ass eaten. Lucky me. Lucky him. I ate, sucked, licked, lapped, tongued, tongue-fucked and kissed that hole for about 45 minutes. He was much cleaner when he left then when he walked in. For most of the time he sat on my face, covering both my mouth and nose with his rump - and let me tell you, he did not give one care if I could get oxygen or not. He knew this was about him and not me. Good for him - bad for the air supply to my brain, but you do what you have to. At some point I do remember him mentioning he'd like his girlfriend to see this so she'd know what it meant to eat ass. I don't know whether to believe he liked women or not (but here's hoping!) and I told him to bring her by - and that I'd show her! The word "faggot" fell out of his mouth a lot and with ease and vile. Again, a huge turn-on for me. But he was aggressive and not just with unintended breath control. The man had a strong hand. One reason things got a bit fuzzy was my lack of hearing. The man smacked me around so hard and so often there was a lot of ringing in my ears. His bending me over like he was going to fuck me (I knew he wouldn't though) was a good case to be more limber. He had me on my back but legs so far up and over that I actually ended up doing an unintentional somersault off the bed. In all of this melee, at some point he had me on my belly and decided to start slapping my ass. Well - spanking it and hard! Beet red hard. He made sure to hit the exact same place over and over and over to get the maximum burn and hurt. I struggled but he didn't care that much and to be honest, I wasn't trying to get away that hard. I'm an almost 190 lb guy who works out a lot. If I didn't want to be there, I wasn't gonna be there. There was additional smacking around - many body parts. He did mention that he had been frustrated all day and needed this kind of release. I was happy to provide it for him. There was additional ass eating, more spit and more cocksucking too. Oddly enough - no kissing! (i kid i kid - there was NEVER going to be any kissing!) But he did get me on my back and fuck my face for the last time.....and this time to dump his load in me. I held it in my mouth and as I do so often, took his hand to my throat so he could feel me swallow his seed. It was a risky move with this guy and he teetered. He did grab the the throat and felt it and that dazzling smile came over his face when he realized what I did it for, but that smile went from glee to sinister a bit and he kept squeezing and a bit harder. I wasn't really that worried, but he was a stranger and you just never know. He got up and hit the hotel shower and to be honest, I stood there and watched him, mostly because he was a very good specimen to watch. As he dressed, I did what I felt was necessary and just knelt in the room. Before he left, he came over and without any discussion points about this, I got one more hard smack across the face and big wad of spit on it too. Then he was gone. Epilogue: the next day he emailed me telling me to get a big dildo and to be thirsty. He also left a time, but with my work schedule it was not going to work out - either me getting an opportunity to buy a dildo or even meeting up. The 'thirst' thing intrigued me though - at least from him. I also found that my right shoulder was badly bruised in some kind of play we engaged in. He told me not to be a crybaby about it. I told him I wasn't - that it was a badge of honor! More...

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