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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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Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Last month, I wrote about Piss Boy. Ever since that first encounter, I have tried to arrange it so we could play again. We exchanged several emails back and forth but were never able to make the connection work for one reason or another. We talked about the next time playing, I would lie down in the bath tub and allow him to piss all over me and into my gaping open mouth. The first time, I drunk from the tap while sitting on the toilet and sucked him a bit. In our conversations, he had mentioned that it would really be a turn on to be standing over me and piss all over me. I was certainly willing to oblige. We also discussed my fetish for jockstraps and that it would be cool if the next time he would wear one. We both have Google gmail accounts and over the last several weeks used google chat to try and see if we could arrange a session. Finally on Monday night, everything lined up perfectly for both of our schedules. We started chatting around 9:00PM but made arrangements for later in the evening. He told me, "I'm going to start juicing up so I can piss a lot." I replied, "that will be great." Around 10:45PM, I got an e-mail, "Are you ready?" to which I replied, "yup." He said, "see you in 10-12 minutes." I immediately got up, unlocked the front door, turned the porch light on and dimmed all the lights with the exception of a candle I lit in the bath room. We had already discussed we didn't want it real lit but didn't want it totally dark either. I was already naked as I am most of the time around the house and went to lie down in the bath room waiting for my pisser. I told him to be sure to ring the door bell to scare my cats and so I would know when he arrived. Shortly after I got settled in the tub, the door bell rang and he came in the front door and straight down the hall to the bathroom. He was already taking his shoes off and unbuckling his pants which he kicked off in the hallway. He took off his shirt and was naked except his socks and the black jockstrap he was wearing. I was really turned on and my cock was rock hard. He stepped up on the side of the tub, grabbed his crotch and asked, "you want a shower?" I replied, "I sure do." He then pulled the jockstrap off and started peeing all over my hairy chest. I opened my mouth and he started aiming for it. I tasted some and began rubbing the hot warm fluid all over my hairy chest. I grabbed my cock with one hand and said, "I am pissing myself now." He answered, "you sure are." I could not believe how long he continued to drench me with his hot yellow nectar. Just when I thought he was finished, he would shake it a bit and start peeing some more. He asked, "You like that don't you?". "Yes sir," I replied. He finished, shook the remaining drops from the end of his cock and got dressed. I thanked him for dropping over. He replied, "I enjoyed that, let's stay in touch." After he left, I took a shower to clean up and got back in front of the computer. When I logged back into gmail he was there too so we started chatting again. He said, "I have to go again." I expressed how much I appreciated him coming over and that I liked the jockstrap but felt he was a little shy in it, since he took it off so quick. He replied, "I'm a little shy but I'll get warmed up." To me it meant, we would definitely be having some more sessions. (Note: all of the images in this blog post are from the Internet) More...

To see Austin Barebacker's original blog post click here While at work the other day I had an interesting encounter that turned into a hot night of sex. I arrived a the designated spot and checked in with the officer in charge and was led to where I would be working and introduced to sergeant in charge and left in his care. At first sight of him (I'll call him Brady) I was drawn to him. Great smile, soft brown eyes and even in uniform one could tell he had a good body. I immediately began thinking about what he would be like in bed. We shook hands and he led me to my office. About half an hour passed of me working when he came in with a napkin in his hand and put it on my desk, "Here, I got this for you." And he left. I picked up the napkin and it was wrapped around a dinosaur shaped sugar cookie with red icing. Hmmm... I got up and walked around to see if anyone else had gotten a cookie and I saw none in sight. I decided to see if he meant anything by the gesture and got up and asked him for a tour of the rest of the building. I knew he would agree and soon enough I was following him around. We exited the last room and I slowly closed the door behind me when he grabbed the handle also. His hand gripped over my hand for a good 5 seconds and he shut the door. Our eyes met briefly and I knew all I needed to know. Fast forward a few hours. The day passed with Brady lingering in my office, light touches on the shoulder and even once on my hips. The day was winding down and I was packing up when Brady approached me and had a seat on the corner of my desk, very nonchalant. "I appreciate all you've done today. You helped a lot." He said. "Not a problem. It's what I'm here for." Silence I took the moment to finish putting my things in my bag and began walking around my desk to the door. "I'm staying at the Holiday Inn, room #253 if you want to stop by and have a beer." His eyes lit up just a bit and he smiled. "Yeah, that sounds good. I'll stop by around 7 if that's cool." I hopped into my rental car and sped back to the hotel to shower and clean-up before the fun began. Not to long after I arrived and I was clean and good to go, lying in bed with nothing on but a pair of boxer briefs on and drinking a beer. To be continued... More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here It's Friday afternoon and I'm back at Steamworks thinkin' to hook up with guys on the down low. You never know how it's gonna go at a bathhouse, and today was no exception. And it didn't look very promising...not that busy, and...a lot of bottoms already there...a wide range of bottoms hungry for dick, for every taste. In the room next to mine there's a cute little Abercrombie & Fitch type slut (and later I'd see him in an A&F cobalt blue tee) putting up and out his best feature: a perfect bubble butt. There was a hot Jake Wetmore type, and a slightly round femmy type in a green bandana, and a guy I think I recognized from barebackrt, in one of the highly desirable 'SuperSlut' rooms on the main corridor leading back to the gymn and the gloryholes. There was enough to please any top and most versatiles. But, hell, nobody was getting fucked! The best I could do was an okay fuck on the saddletramp in the gloryhole area, delivered by a short Asian guy wearing a rubber. After a few hours...a lot of time was spent in my room vacuum pumping behind a closed door...I decided to call it a night. As I got to the checkout, there was a crowd of 4 or 5 black guys, don't know if they came together or just happened to come in at the same time. All were overweight; 2 were downright obese. Seeing all this for what it was: promising, with great potential...I went back to my room. None of these black guys bothered to give me a look, as best as I could tell, but out of nowhere this white daddy comes him, sticks his long and slender dick in my face and gets the best blowjob I could muster...within seconds, this long rod is deep in my ass and this guy gives me a hard and rough plowing...maybe a good 15 minutes, a good loud fuck...he was just as noisy as I am, and I'm noisy with trash talk and my head thumping against the bathhouse wall. White Dad doesn't come, but quits and departs with a grunt. I just chilled, stretched out, savoring the fuck, my butt up in the air. Within minutes, another white dad is in, plugging my ass. This dick kept slipping out and was brutally stuffed back in, a man in control. Loud sex noises all along, just as before...then after a frenzied fuck of 15 minutes or so, he's outa there. He didn't come either. Moments later, as I left my room, I saw a line of 3 or 4 guys up against the wall, as if waiting to see who the trashy slut in Room 210 was. 30 minutes of hot bare fucking, 2 hot daddy tops...worth it! Never saw any of the black guys, finally left feelin' good. More...

To see BB Cunt's original blog post click here So, this was the biggest NYC PIG weekend of the year. Black Party! Well, what can I say. Disappointed again. Maybe, I just have too many expectations on the pigs in this city. Or maybe I am just too greedy, but I really think that 29 loads on 3 days / night is NOT enough, considering the fact that I took 17 of these loads all at once from cumguy who (again) collected those loads for me in the freezer... So, there was that Fort Troff sexparty on friday night, which was actually the best party of the whole weekend. I got there around 11pm and found the place pretty busy. They did not promote this event publicly, one fucker invited me to it. They kept the location secret until u had the actual ticket in your hands. So, I wore my blue rubber singlet with the zipper on my ass. So easy access to my cunt for everybody. Took off my street cloths, checked them and before I entered the actual venue I opened that zipper ans showed off my ass to those guys. There was NO bar, NO dancefloor, Just slings, fuckbenches and one darkroom - NICE! So, I bend over for that guy right as I walked in, he fucked me for some time but did not cum. I went inside the dark area and it did not take long I had another cock up my ass. That guy was kind of gross, but I was so horny for my first Black Party load up my ass that I let him fuck me till be bred my twat. Great, first load! I saw a guy getting fucked in a sling and saw that the top had a huge cock. I could not tell if he was fucking raw, so I tried to touch his cock. He stopped fucking that guy for a second as if to show me "Yeah check it out bitch, of course I am not using a rubber..." Apparently he saw me all excited about that fact, he said to the bottom in the sling "Let me fuck that other bitch!" Bottomguy got up and I lay down in the sling and took tat bareback cock like the real cumdump slut I am. He loved my ass and I am proud to say I made him cum up my ass really quick. he was really load breeding my ass so everybody around that sling could hear he dumped his load. As I got up rom the sling and walked over to the darkroom, I could see 2 or 3 guys following me, turned on by my loaded cunt. I took one of those cocks up my ass right there, 2 other guys forced my mouth on their cocks taking turns. Did not see how those guys looked like, but I really did not care. One of the guys I was sucking off started to breath really heavy, so I turned over and presented my cunt to him. Within a second I had his cock up my ass and 30 seconds later his load!!! So, I was pretty happy about those 3 loads in only 30 minutes or so. But - I was lucky - that guy who bred my ass a couple times came over to me. I really love being fucked by him because he cums up my ass so quick. And really, thats all I am looking for - CUM UP MY ASS (no endless fucking without deposit!) He came over and said: "I gotta go home now, but I have something to give to you before I go..." Well, what would that be? CUMCUMCUM!!!!! Yeah man, breed my ass! And thats what he did - again, it took not more than two minutes and he bred my twat... Took 2 more loads, nothing special but I was pretty happy when I left the party around 3 am and cum was oozing out of my cunt. LOVE that feeling! I thought, thats a great start to that PIG weekend..... LOAD COUNT 2010 - 179 More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I am enjoying getting to know many of my blog and twitter followers and have decided that I will pay tribute to some of my loyal fans by featuring them on my blog. I sent out a tweet recently requesting personal photos of some of my followers in their jockstraps. If you have followed me long, you probably understand that the "jockstrap" is a huge fetish item and turn on for me. I have collected many professional model jockstrap photos over the years or photos from random individuals in Yahoo or various groups that I subscribe too but decided I wanted something more personal. It did not take long before I received the first jockstrap photos from a twitter follower. Check out @TornJeans on Twitter and his blog Torn Jeans World TornJeans comes to us via the beautiful City of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, host of the recent 2010 Olympic Winter Games. I can certainly think of some Olympic sports I'd like to participate in with him. If you'd like to be featured on the blog, send me some photos of yourself! More...

Click here to see Defiant HIV+ Bareback Fucker's original blog post... Previous to last week the information I had to go on that I was HIV+ was a viral load test that is done on a periodic basis. This, together with a person's t-cell count and related percentage, gives an indication of where one is in the HIV lifecycle on the path to full blown AIDS. I had not yet seen an actual positive test result for HIV antibodies. I did see an inconclusive test back in October, meaning that my actual status was unclear, but not an HIV+ result. For my most recent testing cycle I asked my doctor to do the anti-body tests again so I could see the result that we already understood to be the case. Of course, it came back in full bloom. In the previous set of tests we actually had drug resistance testing done, and it turns out that I have a strain that is highly susceptible to all lines of current medication. In short I am indeed HIV+ and I have options. What I do not appear to have is lots of time. My t-cell count was at 438 in this most recent test cycle. While I am not currently on a danger line, this number (along with a look at how the t-cell count has fared over the last six months) seems to say that I will be taking medication within another 12 months if not sooner. Some guys get years, I appear to have up to about 1.5 years max. With 350 being the line where medications are definitely recommended, I have about 88 to go. We burned through about 30 in the last six months, so I guess you can do the math... I am ready though. I have done some reading and I think starting sooner rather than later is a better option for me. While the pharmaceutical companies won't say so, there is anecdotal evidence that taking medication and getting to a state that is called "undetectable" reduces risk to others that I play with. Also, it seems that the longer HIV is left unchecked the more potentially irreversible damage it can do to the immune system. Both points lead me to think getting started soon is in everyone's best interest. The only thing holding me back at this point is a trip I have scheduled for September. Visiting Russia is a lifelong goal that I want to act on before I have to take medication. While it may not really be an issue, I do not want HIV to be something that derails this goal if I can help it. So, the plan is to hold off until after this trip. Once done, even if I am at roughly 408, which is what my estimate is for where I will be, I am diving in and getting started... If things turn down sooner, I will do what I have to do earlier. In the mean time, I will ride my bike (the AIDS/Lifecycle is coming up in just about two months) and I get over the the Steamworks every now and then to take and give hot loads with hot guys... I may even have a hot guy lined up for Sunday that likes to eat ass and plow it, meaning I will spend a few hours on my face contemplating where I am at... It is ALL true... More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here NO LOAD REFUSED by hot, smooth, 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. Cum Goal: 50 loads- tell ALL TOPS YOU KNOW- all cum taken, regardless of age, body type, dick size, ethnicity- Pump/Dump/GO style at The Sunset Dunes Inn in Hollywood- across from Home Depot on Sunset Bl., west of Western Ave... *Room number will be sent out on Sat. April 3rd- after check-in- EMAIL ME BACK TO CONFIRM YOU ARE SEEDING THE ASIAN CUMWHORE- AND HAVE ANY TOPS YOU KNOW EMAIL ME TO GET ON THE LIST TO SEED HIM AND OTHER TED CUMWHORES... topptedd@yahoo.com More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks for taking part in the latest blog poll. There were a total of 59 votes with the breakdown represented below. It seems that the majority of us, whether HIV+ or HIV- will fuck with anyone regardless of status. I am HIV+ and only play with HIV+ 11% I am HIV- and only play with HIV- 18% I fuck regardless of status 16% I am HIV+ and fuck with anyone 23% I am HIV- and fuck with anyone 28% More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... Forgive my absence i have been almost over-whelmed with school i am exhausted besides the fact that i haven't really had any blog worthy sex lately however i did want to share my 3some with you guys So I got my revenge on the nerdy dry fucking rapist and had a ball doing it. My sidekick and I were playing around with my handicam as i scrolled through A4A and i saw him that funny looking clown and i asked him if he wanted to come over the initial plan was to drug him up and try and fist him but sidekick wasnt in the mood for jail so instead we talked him into letting my friend record us while we fucked he was all down for it but sidekick thought he was ugly and didnt want to fuck him or even get naked for that matter so we made it so that he would only record while i pounded the nerd. He shows up and i am starting to think this is a bad idea, however, i was dedicated so i made the first move by stripping naked and he followed suit as i am stroking his cock i went ahead and started blowing him we did a lil 69ing and i ate him out but i was so conscious of the damn camera i couldn't maintain a hard-on so i decided to let him fuck me. Since i am bigger i got on top of him and held him down and took his dick the way i wanted it and apparently sidekick was enjoying it because he turned into the fluffer cuz he lubed both of us up and had me to do the reverse cowgirl so he could blow me which was hot as shit cuz the nerd was hitting my spot and sidekick was blowing my brains out i was about to cum thank god he stopped. We change positions he starts to fuck me on my side and then on my back and i am just moaning like a whore i look back at the video and i am kinda embarrassed anyway we switch places and now its time for me to fuck him and i dont fuck around i get my cock hard and stuff that shit balls deep and he takes it pretty good. I am fucking him doggystyle and i look up and Sidekick is getting his dick sucked and was said he wanted to fuck so he put the camera down and fucked our lil nerd but didn't want me to record him but we traded places and now i was fucking the nerd and he was fucking me we did however get a few seconds of him fucking me and then he came deep in my ass damn my ass was good and juicy when the smoke cleared lol what a great nite Now if you wanna see the video email me it will be on a case by case basis* Happy Hunting * More...

Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... i'm hoping to get set up in a sling at CBC next Thursday, April 1st from late afternoon (around 3pm) until early the next morning (like 3am). if you are in the Philly area stop by and hit this hungry ass and mouth. i'm hoping for one of those hot scenes where there is a group of tops standing around lining up to fuck me....pulling on their cocks and then each stepping up to take their turn pounding my spread hole and depositing a big load. CBC's address is: Club Body Center, Philadelphia 1220 Chancellor St, (Gayborhood) Philadelphia, PA 19107 215.735.7671 http://www.cbcresorts.com/newphilly.htm e-mail me and let me know if you can make it. e-mail - localwhtbttm@yahoo.com More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here So, I was back at the bookstore - the only bookstore around - to find some fun. I had gotten off a plane and had to drive near the place and thought I'd stop in. Still fresh from a long meeting and in a suit, I ducked in and paid the fee to go back and see what there was to see. You know me, I was looking for cock and cum because that's who I am and what I am. But as I was paying, there is this other guy in a suit just hanging out inside near the register. I'm not sure if he's making time with the clerk or what, but I've never seen two guys in a suit in this place. This part of town is either all blue collar or unemployed. But even white collar dudes need sex, right? I did the walk around and even though it was quitting time in the city, the place was fairly dead. I have no idea where all the cars in the parking lot are going - but there is a strip club attached, so maybe they are watching the pole dancing T&A show. I took a seat in a booth and just hung out watching bad porn. As you can imagine, it wasn't long before Mr. Suit swung by and peeked in. Peeked in turned to a grope and an unzipping of him and me - both at his hand. Before I had a chance to even check him out, he was on his knees swallowing my rod. While in theory he should have been a good cocksucker, I wasn't totally feeling it. I say 'in theory' because he could take me all the way down and not feel his teeth - and he could impale himself on it orally with no trouble. But his motions were ok but nothing to excite me. And again, I had come here to do the same thing. We got a few on-lookers, including one 20-something guy who was ok with a smallish dick. I made Mr. Suit suck him but the kid pushed him off a few times, clearly being too close and then he ended up shooting on the floor. I told Mr. Suit if he wasn't gonna take that load, or mine, to get the fuck out now. He went back to my cock. But then things changed. He had undone his belt and I thought I might get a chance at his medium sized prong. But that was not what he had in mind. He stood up and turned around to show me his ass. I will say this, it was a nicely built butt with just the right amount of fur. He wanted me to fuck him - his actions told me so, but so did his words. I stood up and he slobbered on my cock - stringy globs of spit. I put it up to the hole and sank in. Most of the way, anyway. He pulled off and re-lubed and did it again and again. He claims it was hard to take, but I wasn't getting that from him. It went in to easily and that man was clean as a whistle. He was ready for this fuck. And at some point, I decided to give it to him. REALLY give it to him. He wanted to adjust to my 8 inches - but I pushed him over, and he went there all too willingly. And then I started the in and out. As you know, I'm not much of a top but I try my best when I do it. My biggest concern is losing my erection because I just don't care that much about tapping ass. I did ok though. It helped that a few guys stopped by to watch at least for a while. I do like an audience on whichever side of the stick I'm on. It helped that one guy was egging me on and telling me to 'pound his ass' and asking if it felt good - I gave a half-hearted shrug. I had the guy bent over far and each time he tried to straighten up I pushed him back over. He was shorter anyway and I needed the angle for leverage. He was jacking as I fucked him and he said he couldn't wait to see me blow my load. At that point I stopped. I made sure he and the guys watching heard what I said. "You're not going to see it", I said. "Why not???", the married faggot asked. "You have my raw cock up your ass - do you actually think I'm going to pull out?" He said nothing. I took it as a sign of acceptance or approval. Not that I really cared what he thought at that point. It was going to happen. With me saying that, it did take me to a new level. My dick was rock solid and I think it pushed me closer to the edge. In a matter of minutes I was silently unloading up his butt. The guy watching me knew what I was doing, but the fuckee wasn't 100% sure. The guy watching could see my face and it didn't hurt that I winked at him while shooting my nut. I pulled out and was still clean except for some strings of my own jizz attached to my shaft. Easy enough to clean off and suit up. Then I was out of there. More...

To see Austin Barebacker's original blog post click here Again, work has me on the road and I am currently in Wisconsin. But it seems a lot more promising than I thought as I drove from the airport to my hotel. As usual I was horny as hell and posted an ad on craigslist and headed off to work this morning and when I came back in I had some replies and messaged back with a hung Italian guy not far from here. (About 5'10", 170lbs and a 7.5incher) Quite possibly one of the fastest converstations that pretty much me giving him my room number and him telling me he was on his way. And a short while later he was at my hotel room door. And shortly after that I was getting fucked with my pants around my ankles, against the wall as he had his hand over my mouth. It was unexpected and was the hottest fuck I've had all year. He fucked me like that for about 5 minutes then told me to pull my pants off and he had my legs over his shoulders pretty quickly and was unloading his DNA into me. My knees at my ears he grunted and sent thrust after thrust into my cunt as he burried his seed deeper into me and I milked him as I was trying to regain my breath. He stayed in me for just a little bit then pulled out, crawled up to my face and had me clean his cum-slicked dick off with my mouth. Hot! He ruffled my hair rather playfully and said "Thanks!". I offered him a shower and we took a quick one together talking about random shit that wasn't really interesting but we did make out and that got him hard again. He fucked me for a little bit in the shower but said he had to leave but gave me his phone number and told me to call him on Sunday if I was free. I've got 10 more days here and it looks like it might turn out to be okay after all. More...

To see Bend Me Over's original blog post click here Well I've told you about Friday evening. But I had other plans for later. I'd been exchanging messages with a guy who wanted to beat me. I'd had a couple of mild spankings over the years. But this guy didn't do vanilla: if he was going to beat me it was going to be the real thing. Whew. I decided I was game for it. Anything once, I guess. We arranged to meet at the club about midnight. We had a long talk before we got under way. I was nervous but figured it was now or never. I confirmed I knew what I was letting myself in for. It wasn't going to be slaps and taps. I was looking for someone to take me to my limits, and then some. There would be no safe word. And I would be tied down. He took a while to organise the room and then came out to bring me in. He had me strip and bend over the bench before shackling my wrists and ankles and strapping my thighs to the legs. Then it began. He started with his hands. I hadn't imagined that bare hands could hurt that much. That was just the start. He had brought all his toys. He used a flogger next. I guess he knew he could use that on my back and legs without leaving bruises. The bruising started with the next toy. He had several wooden paddles. I couldn't see which one he was using but it felt like being hit with a wooden plank. It hurt like fuck even though he only gave me half a dozen strokes first time. Beyond that the sequence blurs. He would beat me for a couple of minutes at a time, mostly unhurried strokes, then pause, check the damage to my arse, sometimes stroke my head or my back to reassure me before getting back into it. He would push poppers under my nose when he was going to use the paddle or the big strap. What I had feared most was the cane. I was right to be afraid. He had brought several with him and he didn't hold back. He was very accurate: he was able to place his strokes anywhere from the top of my butt to the join at the top of the thighs. I think he gave me half a dozen strokes at a time, though I can remember one point later in the session when he was started lashing me harder and faster. I was writhing and yelling. From what I could work out later we must have gone about two hours altogether. He stripped down at the start and wore just a jock the whole time. Between beating me he would often squat down and play with himself - he obviously found it all a real turn-on. And if you want to know whether all of this made me horny the answer is no - i didn't get a hard-on at all. A week later I still have bruises all over my arse. From the bottom of my back to the top of my thighs he didn't leave any place untouched. I took some photos in the mirror the morning after and I could see that he had even got right into my arse crack - everything except my hole was red and swollen. My mind is still buzzing from the whole experience. I was a bit shaky when it ended, took a while to regain my composure. The strange thing is that I've come out of it a bit dissatisfied: I had expected to be pushed beyond my limit, lose control, end up a complete emotional wreck. Yet through it all I was able to force myself to push my butt up to take each stroke. I remember making a lot of noise, especially when he really started laying it on after the first half hour: a guy I met when I was walking around the club afterwards said he had found it a huge turn-on looking through the port-hole at what was happening, and hearing me yelling. The guy who beat me said he eventually stopped because the thought he would start to do real damage if he kept going. If I do it again I think I would be looking for a full-on punishment beating. Yet the idea of that sends a chill down my back. We'll see. More...