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Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I had told Alan I wanted him to bring his dirty ass over so I could fuck the shit outta him ;-) So when he says tonight that he wants to come over and blow me, what do I say? Yes! He does give good head, and he's nice to face fuck. He's a cockpig. But I wanted to prove it even more. I got him up off my cock and told him to turn around. He protested, and I said, "Turn around and show me that ass, pig. I want to taste it." So then he was all eager to bend over the couch and present himself to me.* And I did want to lick it. I got down there, smelling it and confirming that he did indeed bring his dirty ass over, and shoving my tongue up there over and over. When his hole was wet and his crack all slick with my spit, I stood up and rubbed my cock in between his butt cheeks. "Mmm," I said, and I started to stick the head of my cock in him. "Hey," he said, trying to turn around. "Shut up, cockpig," I said. "I know you're gonna love taking this dick," and I pushed it into him. He was going to be mine.*And he knew it, closing his eyes as he let out a moan.* I began to spitfuck him, pumping his butt with nothing but skin and spit on skin. I pulled out and swung around to his head, shoving my dick into his mouth. He could taste that there was more to this than skin and spit. I made him swallow it cheerfully, fucking it down his throat with each stroke.*And when I was satisfied with that, I went back to his ass. Pushing my dick into his hole again, I was ready to cum all too fast. I began to grunt and moan, letting him know it was about to happen. I pulled his hips into my hard as I shot, letting it all squirt deep into him. Then I fucked him slowly, briefly, before pulling out.* I went back to his fuckface and shoved my cummy dick in his mouth again, made him taste it all, swallow my cum in both ends. He was in hog heaven. Fucking nasty pig. Now I've seen proof, I've fucked it in both ends.* P.S.: I like comments! Why not post one? :-) More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... OMG I had a wet dream this morning! LOL. It was probably because I didn't cum last night after inviting a new guy over and kicking him out because he couldn't get throatfucked with no gagging like he said he could.* So what I end up dreaming about? This awesome bathroom blowjob I got in an airport once, back when it was a bit easier to do such things without ending up all over the news.* I was at the international terminal, it was late, things were quiet, and I had time to kill. Checking out the mens room, I found one that was laid out well... and in the farthest stall, someone was waiting. I went into the stall next to him and sat down.* The game of footsie went quickly, because next thing I know he's down on his knees, so I do the same and slide my cock under the divider. All I know about this man is that he had black shoes and slacks, facial hair, and a mouth that gives GREAT head.* I don't last very long in these situations, due to the excitement of it all, and this is probably a good thing. But I wanted to enjoy this! The guy's mouth was like velvet, ok? Some cocksuckers just "have it", and this guy had it! He sucked like a champ, and I began to tense up and then began to shoot while he eagerly swallowed it all. In my dream, things were a bit different. He was tapping his foot as I was entering the stall, and we shifted into blowing me immediately, no pretense. Other guys were in the bathroom and it was like a bathhouse, guys peeping over the stall dividers, blowjobs happening at the sinks. When I shot my load, it was like reliving that airport blow all over again... amazing! More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... Had this big bear guy come over tonight... hairy belly, stache and goatee... kinda dominant. Spent a lot of time making me suck his cock, fuck my face, talkin dirty. He turns around and has me lick his ass... it's kinda ripe, but I do it anyway. Then he pulls me up and get my mouth right next to his and takes a big whiff. He's impressed. Says something about me being a nasty pig, and kisses me. Puts my face back in his ass, and I can feel him bearing down, he's trying to get me dirtier. Luckily for me, his ass is cleaner than his hole.* Then he has us switch, bends me over and gets my hole wet with his spit. Stands up and shoves his cock in. I gasp, and then get used to it. He fucks me for a while, then turns me around and makes me suck him some more... then back around to fuck me some more. Just two rounds of this is all it takes and he blows his load inside me.* He has me clean his dick off with my mouth, and then holds my head still. After a few seconds, his piss starts to flow down my throat. When I start to swallow it, he laughs and starts calling me names, telling me what a fucking toilet I am. I'm jacking off and I shoot my load while his piss is going in me, and just in time as he finishes up. * More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... Toilet training is insidious. I'm pissing in the bathroom when I realize my stream is hitting the upper inside of the toilet bowl, not making a mess at all, but not making any noise either. So I consciously move it to the center of the bowl. And when my piss starts splashing into the water in the toilet, the pleasure of just the sound of it was a deeply felt experience, a child-like joy at receiving praise and approval.*Even as a middle aged adult, I recognize the pleasure of the sound of my piss hitting the water in the toilet as a Pavlovian response that rings a bell originally struck years and years ago in my childhood.* Perhaps this is why men like piss play. The sheer freedom of putting your piss somewhere besides the toilet or urinal. Down someone's chest and balls and legs, down someone's throat. Let's not even get started talking about the pleasures and freedoms of being on the bottom. So when people complain about putting the toilet seat down or our inner voice complains about not hitting the water, we'll rightly respond, "Stop trying to toilet train me," and piss on them or our boyfriend, "I'll do what I want with it."* I aim my stream back at the side of the toilet bowl, and enjoy the relative quiet. Maybe next time I won't aim at all.* More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I shot my load all over my belly this morning thinking about this time I felt really, truly used.* I arrived at a cruisy park to find it pretty empty... but there was one guy there, and that could be enough. When I got out of my car and headed toward the woods, I caught sight of him up ahead near the restrooms. He was hot, too. A bit older than me, short hair, toned but rugged. He started up the trail, and I followed him into the trees. Very quickly, we had our cocks out and were taking turns sucking each other. I had my pants and briefs all the way around my ankles, and when he reached around to play with my hole he said something like, "Oh this is what you want." Well yeah. He turned me around and I leaned against a tree while he pushed his cock inside me. He begins fucking me, and I'm noticing how beautiful this park is and how good his dick feels in me. He's got a steady, constant rhythm and just pounds away at my ass. I'm loving it, and then it's suddenly not happening anymore. He's pulled out, and I turn around just in time to see him finish zipping up. He turns around and leaves before it even registers for me what's happening. Before he's out of earshot, I manage to call out, "Thank you!" The dude had used my ass completely. He fucked me with one focus: not to prolong things, but simply to cum and go. He gave me no notice, verbal or otherwise, of what he was doing or when he was doing it. He simply shot his load, pulled out, and left without a word. I smiled, pulled up my pants, and left too. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I've been meaning to post about this totally hot night of oral sex I had recently (oral only? fuck yeah! I think you'll like hearing about it), and I just have been running on all cylinders getting some shit done.* Email me and tell me to post it if you wanna hear it! More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I was in the back room of a bar recently, and sucking this big guy's dick when this other guy in suspenders came over and sticks his big dick in my face too. When I start sucking it, the first guy starts to pull me partway up, and I unbend my knees showing him my ass.* He works his cock into me, and fucks me for a while before pulling out and turning me around.*While I suck on his dick some more, suspenders guy starts shoving his cock up my ass. I'm getting too excited getting fucked by both of them, so I try to go back to just sucking them... they keep pulling at me though, clearly still wanting to fuck me from both ends.* The night is young, so I head back into the rest of the bar for a bit. Eventually I find myself back in the back room and on my knees in front of the big guy again. I come up for a breath of air and he says, "Turn around."* "You turn around!" I joke back. Calmly,*definitively, he responds, "No, turn around. I'm going to cum in you." Wow. Something shifts in my head and I drop to my knees to wet his cock with my spit. He pulls up on my shoulders, and I stand up and turn around. As he's sliding himself into my ass, mister suspenders shows up again, just in time to fill my throat with his cock while the first guy uses me.* At least, that's what I thought would happen, but after some good fucking he pulls out again and turns me around. Of course as I'm cleaning mister big's dick with my tongue, mister suspenders takes the opportunity to fuck my ass. And when he starts to pump faster, and get a bit louder, mister big grips my head with his hands, pulling my face down onto his cock, making sure I don't go anywhere. Mister suspenders starts to grunt and shoots his load of cum in me. Only after he pulls out does mister big turn me around for the final time to stick his dick back in my now cummy ass. This is what he wanted, to fuck a real cumdump hole, and so that is what he made me into before finally using it himself. Pumping his cock in and out of my ass with the other guy's cum, he finally starts grunting himself, pounding me harder, as he cums in me too.* More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... Big ole daddy bear came over and fucked me. His ad said he was dominant, so I lead him to the bedroom and then just waited to see if he would take the lead. He did, telling me to undress, and moving me onto the bed.* He didn't have me suck his dick too long before rolling me over and putting it in me. My ass was already lubed like a good boy. He fucked me with his full weight on top of me, holding me down as his cock pumped in and out of my hole. I just laid there and took it. "You like Daddy fukkin you boy?" he asked. "Yes, Daddy," I replied. He seemed to like that.* He rolled over and told me to suck his dick some more. I love cleaning my daddy's cock after it's been in my ass, and I jumped to it. He moved me where he wanted me, in between his legs. He seemed to like looking down at me with my mouth on his cock, and I was willing to keep doing it.* When he began to move, I came up on all fours. "Stay right there," he said, moving behind me. Now he wanted to fuck me again, doggy style, and after he shoved his dick in me he grabbed onto my hips and really started to pound me.* I thought he was gonna cum, but instead he put me back down on the bed. I sucked his dick some more, and then he turned me on my side and snuggled me against him. He put his cock in me again, put his arms around me, and began to fuck my ass purposively. He started to fuck me faster, started to breathe heavier, and I knew he was getting close.* He started grunting, and I felt my ass get slicker. The sensation of getting fucked changes immediately after a man shoots his load in you. I love it. *He kept fucking me for a little bit and I enjoyed the feeling of his cum lubricating his cock in my ass. And then he got up, and started getting dressed. "Can I cum for you, Daddy?" I asked. He looked at me in surprise. "Sure." He didn't stop getting dressed, but he watched me. While I jacked off I put my fingers in my hole and felt the sloppy mess he'd made of it. It didn't take me long to shoot all over my belly and chest. He laughed when I scooped up my cum and ate it. "You're cute. Now go to sleep boy." More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I just had the best sex, with this little hairy muscle dude... submissive pleaser... he's been wanting to come over for months, but I told him I was gonna fuck him and make him clean my dirty cock with his mouth... and that he couldn't come over until he was ready to submit to it.* Tonight he was ready. Completely straight up, even said, "Clean or dirty?" He came over, stripped, sucked on my cock, let me fuck his face... took my cock up his ass with just my spit... then cleaned it with his mouth, sucking down to the balls. Good boy! What he really wanted was to be fisted. We worked at that in two rounds, mostly with all five fingers in up to the last knuckle, my hand probing deep into him. I found the second sphincter with my fingers and opened that up.* In between rounds of butt play, I fucked him in the shower and came in his ass, bred my cum right into him. Then I turned him around and made him drink my piss. He nearly shot his load.* We went back to the bedroom and I pushed my hand into his ass again, pushing my cum deeper into him. We didn't get all the way in, but he took it as far as you can without actually going all the way. I mean, it was absolutely about to sink in--you know the feeling, you're pushing, sliding, listening... and then suddenly you're over the hump and the ass starts to pull you in, and with some acceleration, *plop* you're in.* This guy climbed to the peak of the hump, took in the view, and then said, "Nope, I'm goin back down, and NOT on the other side." Absolutely awesome. You can't force fisting. You can't be attached to an outcome. You take the journey until it's time to come back home. However far you went on your trip was the destination. There is no other place to get to.* More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... Awesome experience with a fuckbuddy last night... like a one-man-gangbang I tell ya. Our normal routine usually starts with a lot of him sucking my cock, moving on to some fucking/dildo play, and finishing with me fucking him bent over his bed. Tonight seemed just like the others, except... As I was fucking him the first time, and building toward potentially cumming, I let myself let really close. I did everything except cum in him. I basically faked an orgasm, unintentionally. I was just close and it felt good and I wasn't ready to cum yet. He reacted like I was cumming, reacted to the timing of my strokes and the urgency of the pounding and the sudden cooldown and pull out.* He was surprised when I stuck the first dildo in him... this one is slightly bigger than me, "the next size up". As I fucked him with it, I found myself imagining that a second guy had pulled up to use his ass. This guy meant business: get in, fuck, cum, get out. I pounded him with the dildo as I imagined what it would feel like to be that second guy, what it would be like to shoot a second load in him. Again my buddy reacted like he was being bred, ass tensing up and then his whole body letting go.* I put my cock in him again, wanting to feel what his ass was like with two loads in it... wanting to deposit a third. Again bringing myself to the edge, pretending to cum, and pulling out. With three fantasy loads in him, I lubed up the second dildo, this one much larger.* As I began to push it in him, his hole straining to take it, I imagined what this third guy would say. "C'mon bitch, take this cock I don't got all night." I pushed the dildo into him insistently, and begin to fuck him with it like I imagine the big muscle guy in my gangbang fantasy would. He would push it in all the way first, then begin to test the waters sliding in and out, and once he was satisfied that the bottom was ready to take it without complaint, he would begin full on fucking and not stop until he shot.* When he pulled out, I looked at the bottom's ass... I swear four cumloads were running out of his hole. The lube had been whipped into a frothy white cream and was just dripping down. I eagerly slid my cock back in and fucked until I shot my load for real, finally breeding the cumdump bottom he apparently is. Man, what a good time. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... Do you ever get so busy having sex that it's hard to find time to write about it? If not, get crackin!* Anyway, with everything going on in this crazy life it's nice to have some simple pleasures sometimes... like cumming at the same time. We're not supposed to get hung up on this, because hang ups get in the way, but let's be honest: it's fucking awesome to cum at the same time together.* John came over the other afternoon on a break... the guy's a pig, so I didn't piss before he arrived. In fact, I drank more water. So I started with putting him on his knees... he knew what was coming, asked, "Are you gonna piss for me?"* So sure, I'll take a leak down your throat, whatever. Transition to a little cocksucking... getting you naked the whole time... get you on my bed... and get in your ass. Mmmm.* I was enjoying fucking him on his stomach, which is normally my preferred position... but something told me to turn him over. As I'm getting closer, he's jacking off... and we are both getting closer, and as I start to cum he does too. Watching his cum spray over his belly while I shot mine up inside him was so hot.* Ahh simple pleasures...* More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I'm thinking about getting one of those "make a dildo replica of your cock" kits... I want to have a better idea of what my bottoms are experiencing. And I'm betting that no one can fuck me like I can ;-) Any readers ever done this? More...

Click here to see original blog post on Real San Francisco Gay Sex... I woke up this morning to Rick trying to fuck me. I knew better than to try and stop him... Rick is the kind of guy that always gets what he wants. It's one of the things I like about him. Sure, he was rubbing me sweetly and kissing my neck, but he was also gently, insistently, pushing the head of his cock against my hole. Rick can get his cock in you with no hands... and no lube... not even spit, just his precum, sliding in you like it's the most natural thing in the world. Once his cock is inside, it's like everything has been put right in the world, this is exactly the order of things, exactly how fucking is supposed to happen. Feels so fucking good to have him inside me, pumping my ass with his dick, licking my neck, sticking his tongue in my ear. He likes it every way he can get it, on my stomach, on my side, but his favorite is anywhere he can watch me jack off. I end up straddling him as he lays on his back, stroking out a big load across his belly. That's enough to push him over the edge, shooting his hot load deep up inside me. How does one end a post like this? That's the end, right? We shot our loads, and then we made sandwiches, yes? Maybe not quite... more to cum, I guarantee it. Probably more straightforward gay sex, two horny guys getting off... maybe I'll tell you some Rick stories from years past. Would you like that? More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Bareback Blogs seem to be all the rage, only a few people in Belfast have started one, gotta admit it they turned me on... to a point. I say to a point, because, well, being totally honest, the thing that these barebacker's blogs lacked, was 'quantity' of spunk in their asses. Something that I have tried my best to make up for. In case anyone is wondering, I don't know for sure if I am poz, I will be finding out in a month or so. My ass has been filled with Poz Cum, and lots of it. June 2009 I have just had a massive dry spell, no sex for litterally almost a year, my hand had been the only companion my cock had experienced in ages. I had just had enough of this dry spell, and thought to myself, it was time to end it. I went onto gaydar, made a new profile, a special profile, one that I specifically wanted to use for the sleazier side of sex. Barebacking, Fisting, Piss, gang, and group fun etc. As you know, a gaydar profile takes about 24 hours before you can get it onto chat, so.... my story sorta freezes for a day. . . . . . . . . Day later. Nite has come, my ass is twitching, and I have already started the task of getting lubricated, although, not my ass, instead I was getting my head fucked up on vodka and Carlsberg. I was well on my way to having enough dutch courage to actually go and meet a guy after the long dry spell. I enter gaydar chat, and the name of my profile, which, let me just say, implies bareback sex, attracted about 4 chat windows within the first 5 minutes. Suffice to say, most of these people were the typical 'body beautiful' types, who have 'always' on their profile for safer sex. The types I hate. After politely declining both sending them a face pic, and meeting them, I had waited for about 10 minutes when the real deal appeared. This guy was nearly 30 - according to his profile, but im fairly sure he was lying, and was actually 30-34, not that it makes any difference, thats my type of age range anyway. He told me he loved bb sex, and lived for pumping loads into young btm's. I showed him my face pic and he still seemed keen. The only problem was that I couldnt accom, and I was still quite nervous about meeting guys of gaydar, after the dry spell. We agreed on a somewhat neutral meeting place. The Pipeworks Sauna - I hadnt been here in over a year, this was gonna be fun. I got a taxi down to 'the Kremlin' I say kremlin, cause thats what I told value cabs. Im not gonna say 'Pipeworks Sauna' now am I. I walked up the stairs to the entrance of the Pipeworks, im lucky they let me in, I was quite drunk. I also bought a bottle of Poppers, cause I was well in the mood for getting my ass abused. [[ Stripped off, Clothes in Locker, and proceeded to the cubicles on the side of the complex with the computers]] I stumbled into the cubicle, choosing the one on the far side of the room, ensuring that only people who are 'keen' enough, are gonna find my hole. The thing I hate more than anything, is when people spend ages looking from the doorway, and never enter, even once they get the nod of approval. I was in the far cubicle, face down, and a small portion of my ass showing. It wasnt long, before I had 2 guys coming into my cubicle, there was no words, nudges, or even question of what I wanted, it was all about what they wanted, just rightly too. No foreplay, all it was, was one of the guys proceeding to shove his cock in my ass, and fuck me fast and hard. As much as this should be hurting, it wasnt, my ass was made to accomodate any type of cock, 'except the small ones', and Im glad to say, this cock was quite satisfying. He fucked me at an even pace, with groans of appreciation from his friend. Top number 1 moved asside, and top number 2 took over, he fucked me quite rapidly, grunting and groaning as my hole accomodated his raw cock. Top 2 moved asside, and yet another cock took its place, I dont know if this was a third guy, or top number 1 again, but at this point, no one has cum yet. Top 2/3 fcked me, hard and fast, and before I could beg him for his load, he had already pulled out, stood up, and shot his load all over my back, I turned around to see the load, and saw 2 guys on either side of him, also wanking, and proceeding to shoot their spunk on my ass, and back. This was the first time I had seen cum from another guy in over a year or so, So I lay down again, smiling, waiting for the guys to leave, once they did, I proceeded to lick their loads of the leather of the cubicle. At this point in time, I was horned up beyond belief, My ass was lubed from a mix of loads that I managed to scoop up, and finger into my hole. Being well used, and tired, yet begging for more, I didnt care at this point about how slutty or bad I looked with my ass showing to the world from the open door of the cubicle. I lay there, ass up, face down for a time. 'He' arrived shortly, he was kinda late, but it was well worth it. He hopped into the cubicle with me, and checked my ass, he gave the usual sounds of approval, the sound a top makes, as he fingers a hole with one hand, and wanks a little with his other. The Top was lean, about 6'2, not the best looking face, but he made up for that in more than one way. He shoved his cock into me, sliding in slow first, to test how well my ass could take it, I don't think he was particularly big, in terms of length or girth, but I wasnt complaining. He pulled out, and proceeded to do that thing again, where he would finger and play with my hole, as he wanked a little in one hand. What happened next, was totally unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome, as it shaped who I have no become. He came up to where my head was, gave me a really forceful kiss, holding me down, with his cock pressing against my hole, which was begging for more. At this point in time, I was wondering what he was waiting for. He reached for something, and revealed it to be a bottle of poppers, he forced it under my nose, and made me take a big hit of it. The whole time, he was fingering my hole, waiting for the tell tale signs of poppers induced loosness. When he got that 'all's good sign' from my ass, he rammed his fingers into my hole, in that forceful conical shape that your typical fisting top is all accustomed to. It was just a few seconds, before 3 fingers, and 4 fingers, became 5 fingers, and then a whole hand to the wrist. This guy was really into fisting, he knew the way to do it, lubing as you go, smothering the lube around the wrist as you go in and out of the ass. I was so tired, and to be honest, my ass was in total agony, I've gone from no cock in 1 year, to having 3/4 cocks in space of 2 hours, and now a fist was working its way up my rectal tract. My ass was in literal pain/torture mode, I have been fisted before, but this guy was either experienced as a fisting top and was intentionally making this into the most painful sex I ever had, or he was a noob at it. Either way, my eyes were squinting as I tried to endure the pain, trying to be quiet about the pain, because all I really wanted, was this guys load. He didnt seem to be much into the in out motion of fisting, he was going in one direction, and that was 'deeper' and 'deeper', hitting the wall that is at the top of the rectum. He just kept going and going, and Im fairly sure his nails were digging into that wall, trying to claw his way further up the track. 'Your ass is crying for it!!' he said. 'My ass is crying!!' i responded. At this point, I think he knew that I was in pain, and he proceeded to withdraw, only to replace his hand, with his cock, and he gave a few furious thrusts, after which he shot his load deep in my hole. He pulled out, squeezing his spunk out of his cock as he withdraws. 'Thanks for that, nice hole!!' he said, as he left. At this point, I more a less passed out, I rested, cubicle door open, on the off chance that someone else might be able to soothe my ass with some love juice. It was a Thursday nite, so the place was only open till about 3am or 4am... not sure which. I woke up, and checked the time, it was about 2:30 am, and the place was quite cold, and empty. I decided it was time to leave, so I proceeded to get dressed, taxi, and home. 2 Day's later, I heard that the top who fisted me, was attending some bareback parties in England in the next few days. As hot as that sounded, I was Neg at this point, and immediately thought that he might be poz. I have to admit, I might not have jumped to this assumption, had it not been for the fact that I had started talking to my ex from 4 years before, who had been infected by hiv shortly after the break up. So, with the revelation of my ex being poz, and this guy doing bb parties in england, I had poz thoughts on my mind. Through some encouragement from my ex, I went to the clinic. They tried to turn me away, said registration for the clinic was finished for today. Before I left, I saw a piece of paper on the desk, saying "Ask to speak to a member of nursing staff if you have been: Exposed to HIV, or Sexually Assaulted." I went back to the guy on desk, and tapped at the sheet of paper, and said I need to speak to a member of nursing staff for one of these reasons. I was then given the royal treatment. Pretty much, this was 4 days after my Pipeworks Sex, lovely nurse woman took my details, passed me on to a doctor, and lovely doctor woman told me that if its 4 days after exposure, its all too late for PEP's. Pep's - for those who dont know, are lovely little pills, infact, they are actually the same pills, that Poz guys take for their med's. The idea is, that these kill the virus, before it has a chance to take root in your system permanently. They are only effective up to 72 hours after exposure, it had now been about 96 hours. Doc said we would test me every 2 weeks, for 6 weeks, to track my levels, should I turn poz etc. -------------------------------------- Poz Ex chats to me on and off for wee while, Ironic, he was the first guy I ever slept with, and I became totally head over heels in lovey dubbyness with him. Was so upset when we stopped seeing eachother, and always held a torch for him. From chatting to me, Im fairly sure he knows I still feel this way, but think he kinda gets off on the attention, knowing I feel this way, and that he holds a 'power' over me. Anyhow, Poz Ex does the usual, texts once a fortnight, coincidentally always on the day of my trip to the clinic, supposedly just to say hi, or find out whats going on in my life - but really, its obvious it is more a 'Are You Poz or Not' checkup call. Anyhow, these txt's typically involve 3 txts a day, for that one day, then 2 weeks of silence. Got to the point, where I convinced myself I was poz, seemed that it was best to assume the worst, and make the best of it. Which isnt all that bad to be honest. I made a new profile, one that showed my apparent poz status, and surprisingly enough, had lots of guys who wanted to dump in a poz ass. Arranged to meet a guy in Pipeworks, for a raw fuck, and he never showed up - waste of time, but not completely, Got a load dumped in me by another top. This fuck was great, in that I felt his cum stinging my ass, as it flooded into my guts. At this point in time, I convinced myself I was poz, so I did everything I could do to make it riskier, as risky as an already poz guy could do. After getting the load, I went to the toilets, and proceeded to finger fuck myself, 3-4 fingers, and then some self fisting, just enough to draw a little bit of pink blood, mixed with the cum, which tasted even better fresh from an ass. I didnt get many bb fucks for quite a while after that, but suffice to say, I tested NEG for tests 2 and 3. So.. hey!! Im neg after all... Was kinda annoyed though, I had just got used to the idea of committing to the poz lifestyle. I also got messaged on gaydar, by a profile that I saw, who holds bb parties in England, they saw me leaving a track, so they rather nicely, invited me to their July event. The profile said that everyone was either poz, or poz friendly, and knew the risks of playing with poz guys. At this point, I knew I wanted to go, the pics were so hot, and the idea of 30 guys being able to fuck me raw, just turned me on so much. It was funds which prevented me from going to July's party, but at this point in time, I was thinking of Augusts event, for which I had lots of time to plan. With a month advanced notice, I was able to book flights to england, for a very cheap price. I had just forked out a bit of dough, committing myself to this decision, kinda thought to myself, maybe I should chicken out. 2 Day's later, I actually messaged flybe, asking 'can I get a refund, a death in the family makes it inappropriate to fly on vacation'. Flybe responded, : No! No refund, meant I was committed to going to England. To a BB Poz Party. The time of the party arrived, and I flew over, travelled, and arrved at the party. Was nervous as fuck, but turned on too. I had never been to a sex party, let alone the one that might be knocking me up. The party didnt start for few hours, first one guy turned up, he was nervous too, first timer like me, then others arrived, and soon we had about 7 guys in the kitchen, talking and chatting, but no fucking. I went to the toilet, and came down, and in that time, guys had their clothes off, and someone was getting fucked over the counter. I went back upstairs, and took my clothes off, and went downstairs. A guy proceeded to get on my cock, and I gave him a good fuck, but no cum. I had been given a Chemagra, apparently they are viragra's without the head'ache. I went upstairs, and lay on the bed, hoping someone would come in and fuck me, 5 minutes did the overflow from the kitchen, came up the stairs, and my ass had a stranger attached to it, he fucked, until his face went bright red, and he let loose a big load into my ass. He had a big red poz biohaz tattoo beside his belly button, the horniest thing I ever saw, he shot a big load in my hole, and pulled out, and moved on. I hopped into the sling, and found that I had become a party piece. My hole was being serviced by another top, and this time he shot his load, while holding onto the top bar of the sling. My ass clenched hard, to suck the cum out of his cock. The whole night passed, and I got fucked by about 19 poz top's, fucked about 4 guys. How many loads I took? I would say probably about 8 or so, cant be sure, many tops wanted to conserve their loads. I returned to Belfast, with a renewed thirst for cum, but this time, I didnt care about poz or neg. Poz infact, was a plus, litterally. I swear to god, that party, was the most fun I have ever had. I am definitly going back. Since the party, I've taken one other poz load. Guy from glasgow, he gave me a really big poz load, which I played with in my ass with my xl butt plug. Using the cum as lube, and seeing it come out on the black rubbery butt plug was a big turn on. Im going to wait 6 weeks before getting tested again, but in the mean time, im looking for bb fucks everywhere. Poz a Plus. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... This guy msgd me of gaydar, said he wanted to unload in my ass, and lets be honest, who am I to say no. He was staying at a hotel in belfast, and said he would pay travel costs and extra if you get my meaning. Lol Started on a Friday Nite, I was on gaydar chat, on my poz/bb profile, the profile that lets everyone know truthfully what im into. One message arrived, and it was him. He said he was up in belfast with work, and was looking for a bb fuck for the night. I told him that It could be arranged, but that I had trouble with accom and travelling etc. Thats where it took an unexpected turn. He offered to pay travel costs, and offered me a tidy sum of cash for the company. Who woulda thought I could get a bb fuck, my guts flooded with cum, and get some very welcome cash. Saturday Nite came, and it was time for me to get my taxi, I had texted him to let him know I was on my way. I arrived at the hotel, where he was staying, and met him outside. I was strangely pleasently surprised, because most guys who have to pay to get a fuck, tend to be either fat, or old, or ugly... or a combination of both. But this guy, he was late 30's, quite fit, and a pleasent face to look at. He wasnt a dictator either, he kept giving me the option to leave, little did he know, I was craving for his cum, more than the cash. He offered me the choice of a pint at the bar, or champagne in the hotel room. Because I knew that a glass of Champagne would not get finished before the fun began, I chose the Pint. Got about half of the pint down me, before we headed to the hotel room, and from there we proceeded to take eachothers clothes off. [insert exchange of money here] I was happy at the sight of his hard cock, it was about 7-8 inches long, and quite thick at the base, a good fuck tool. I immediately started sucking on the hard cock, in the hopes of getting it to full hardness for the fucking that I craved. His cock glided in and out of my mouth, touching the back of my throat, I sucked him for quite a while, until I could start to taste the pre-cum. With the taste of pre-cum in my mouth, my obsession with cum kicked in, and I immediately asked him to fuck me hard. "You want it raw dont ya!!" "Yes!" He manuvered me onto his cock, so I was riding him, not my favorabe position, but saying that, Dawson did it like a Pro, especially with his Churning the Butter Scene. He pumped my ass for few minutes, and then he rolled me over, to get me into the Doggy Style that I am much better at. He re-entered my now well lubed and wet hole, and started thrusting in and out faster and faster, with the occasional slower thrusts, the thrusts that let ya know that he was edging. He put a thing of poppers beneath my nostrils, and the action of him fucking me instinctivly made me breath in the fumes. My senses were swimming in popper fumes, and my own leg muscles were just tired from the doggy style. At this point, my legs and body sorta angled forward, flattening my body out onto the bed. I was now flat on the bed, and the Guy was fucking me hard into the Mattress, he put his arms around my neck, not in the 'I wana strangle you' way, but in the I wana hold you tight, and control you as I unload in you way. He held me tight, and fell down ontop of me, his cock skitted forwards all the way, deep into my hole, and I felt it twitch about 8 times, the whole time, my legs wrapped backwards around his ass, pulling him down tight, while my hole milked his cock for every bit of cum he had. . . . . . . For about an hour, we did the 'post-fuck' cuddle thing. He fell asleep, and well... that was my cue to leave. I gave him a few snogs before leaving, and ordered a taxi, and left. I got home, and proceded to examine the cum in my hole, my Black Butt Plug was used to loosen my hole, and to get some of the cum onto it. Dissappointingly, the guy only left a little bit of cum in me, and it wasnt the good type I love, it was the small amount type, where it tends to clump etc. I love cum loads which fill a entire ass, and stream out of it when the ass opens. Anyhow, thats my bb fuck on 12th September 2009 More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Doing well this weather, Got a cum load, as well as a wad of cash the night before. Now I have arranged a meet with a guy from gaydar, he had wanted to bb fuck me now for a while, he knew what I looked like, but not much description as far as he went. I took a bit of a chance here, cause I knew he was slim, and young, the type of guys I am not really into. prefer the built guys, who are older . . . but it was ok. He pulled up outside my house, in his blue bmw, and I got in, and we went back to his. The first thing I noticed, was that he was the silent type, quite well trimmed, and possibly a little bit camp, not overly, but still radiated a little bit of feminism - the type with the body beautiful thing goin on. Anyway, I really didnt feel comfy with him, cause he clearly had a better body than I did, and he wasnt the chattiest person I ever seen. So, when we got to the bedroom, I proceeded to suck him off. I didnt wana do any kissing, I just wanted his load. He started fingering my ass, I didnt exactly want him to, so I didnt make it easy for him to reach, but once I sucked him enough, I asked him what his favorite position was. "Any, im ok with any" "Wana try doggy?" Well, as ya can guess, we tried Doggy style, he stuck his cock, which was about 7 inches, into my ass, and I immediately tried clenching my ass around his cock, for his pleasure. He took his cock out a few times, to try a little fingering, not to my taste, but I was happy when he replaced his fingers with his cock, and continued fucking me. As with the night before, my legs got a bit tired, and my arms gave out first, I was now lying resting on my head, in the pillow, with my back arching downwards, with my ass pointing up. After a few minues, my legs gave way, and I was competely flat on the bed, Young guy loved this, he started fucking me really fast and rapidly now, he also tried some other weird positions, where he would sit direcly over my ass and fuck me downwards at an odd angle, it was fun, but as we all know, all I was interested in, was his load. He whispered to me "Im getting close" He really was, because about 15 seconds later, he let out some "Oh, fuck!!" "eugh!!!" "Ahhhh" His cock twitched so many times, and it wasnt a small twitch either, I felt every spasm of his cock inside me. He left me home, and well.. that was that. He text me, to say he enjoyed it "That was well horny" I told him that I loved getting his cum flooding into my guts. He said he hoped it was a good load I got, I told him, "Will find out later" Well... it is now later, and I am about to go to bed, but inbetween heading upstairs, and getting in bed, I will be squatting on the floor, over a towel, with a butt plug up my hole, if its a big load, I will be spooning it into my mouth, or at least giving the butt plug a lick. Well guys, until the next bb load, thats me signing off. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... My bb fuck from last Sunday asked me round for another bb fuck fest. The only difference this time, is that I stayed the night. He arrived at the house, at around 00:15, and I climbed into his car, the only thing I've noticed about this guy, is that he is especially quiet, not that touchy feely, which is strange, because he's quite well groomed, and slim. The sorta person you would expect to be chatty, and touchy feely in the bedroom. But alas, he turns out to be the silent type. We get to his house which is only up the road from where I live, and we go into the house, straight through the dark house, to his bedroom, which has the tv on already, alas, no porn playing, just some early morning gameshow tv etc. He proceeded to take his top off, and then moved onto his track suit bottoms which had already started to give me a hard-on in the car. We had chatted over the past 2 days, about the things he wanted to do to me, he said he wanted to fuck me bb, and use the cum as lube for fisting me, he also said he had a used condom that he had from the night before, that he wanted to dump into my hole. I kinda thought he may have been exagerating about the condom bit. Anyhow, I started taking my clothes off too, I was wearing a black shirt, and jeans, no underwear. We climbed into bed, with the lights on, and started touching eachothers cocks, I moved down, and started sucking on his cock, a good 7-8 inches long under the right stimulation. I gave his cock a good suck for about 5-7 minutes, and then moved back up to the pillow, another few minutes of mutual wanking. He proceeded to get to the base of the bed, where my legs were, and at this point I rolled over, pointing my ass into the air. At this point, I was expecting him to either start trying to fist me, or to start trying to work his cock into me. Instead of doing either of these things, he leaned over me, and reached for his upper drawer, and pulled out a condom which had a large load in it. I gave a quick snigger into the pillow, cause I really didnt expect him to have actually have saved up a load for me. He tried to hold my hole open with one hand, but it proved difficult, with one hand holding the condom. At this point, I reached back, and spread my cheeks, and held my hole open, awaiting his deposit. He forced the condom inside me, turned it upside down, and squeezed the contents into my welcoming hole. As he pulled it out again, some of the load went onto the entrance of my hole. The load felt cold, and actually stung a little, but I endured it, cause it was seed that I craved. He fingered the load that was round my hole into my ass, and then proceeded to force his cock inside my cum lubed hole. He forced me down flat on the bed, and proceeded to go all the way into my hole, he bump and grinded on my hole, in a circular motion, going deeper and deeper. He would then pull out, and go back in, slamming hard into my ass. He was fond of pulling out partially, and going in and out fast, stimulating the area round the top of his cock, I've come to realise that this is the indicator that he is near to cumming. Like I said, he is the quiet type, so he forced into my cock, and started pushing in as far as he could, even forcing me foreward on the bed. He just let out a big sigh, and relaxed ontop of me. I had to ask him, if he came, because it was actually hard to tell. I love it when guys tell me their about to cum, it turns me on so much. I raised my legs, and used them to force his ass into me even harder. For about 7 minutes, he kept his hardon, inside me, as my ass milked his cock. We did the post fuck relaxation thing, where we sit on the bed, watch tv. Tv went off eventually, and we tried to have a sleep. Strangely enough, I couldnt really get to sleep, I didnt know whether he was into cuddling or not, so we more a less stayed on our sides of bed for few hours. 5am comes, and hes got the horn. He comes over to my side of the bed, and started to feel my ass. I reached back, and felt his cock, it was rock hard again. He tried to get his cock into my ass, but alas, the cum which was used as lube, had dried up, and it was actually hard to get it in. He licked his hand, and used it to lube his cock, and used the excess to wet my hole. He forced his cock in, and proceeded to give me a rough fuck. It felt different from the first fuck, because now there was 2 loads in my hole, he fucked me for a good 10-15 minutes during which time, I had images of Dawson's 50 Load weekend flashing through my head - specifically the Churning the Butter scene. I could feel the cum from before, leaking out of my hole, soaking my balls, and cock. He started to slow his pace, and give deep sighs. He lay ontop of me silent again, I asked once again, "Did you cum?" "Yeah!" This time, it must have been about 10 minutes, he stayed inside me, before getting up. He had work starting at 7am, so shortly after this, we had to get dressed, and he drove me home, with several loads in my ass. Before I climbed into bed on arriving home, I played with my ass with my butt plug, and saw that he had cummed loads in my ass. Each time I pulled the plug out, a huge load followed it, which just turned me on so much. I proceeded to ram my massive butt plug into my hole, faster and harder, in and out, making sure his seed, what was left of it, got rammed deep into me. I pushed the plug into my hole, and then got on my bed, and tried my best to sleep with the plug in my hole. I did well, managed to keep it in for 30 minutes before starting to get irritated, I took it out, and managed to get some sleep. Now im online, looking for more loads. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Well, had a bit of a pisser time recently. Guy who fucked me, who also paid, contacted me to accuse me of giving him Gonorrhea. Instead of turning into a bitching fight, I acted quite mature about it, and assumed good faith. I contacted my fuck buddy, and asked him if he had any symptoms. He said he had none. I also had none, so anyway, on Wednesday, I went to the clinic, got the tests done, This was the first time I had been to the clinic since July, when I was getting tested for the hiv back then. Anyhow, lets count everything up. Since July, have been 1. Fucked by a poz ex - did not cum in my ass though. (bb) 2. Poz Bareback Party - about 12 Poz guys fucked me, one guy particularly, who had not been on meds for 5 years. He fucked me 5 times during the night. 3. Poz guy from glasgow fucked me bb week after the party. 4. Gonorrhea dude - bb fuck. 5. Fuck Buddy - bb fuck 6. Fuck Buddy - bb fuck. Anyhow... I couldnt exactly tell the doc's all this. So, said I had 1 unprotected anal and oral - in england, and 2 unprotected anal and oral in belfast. Said one of the guys was complaining of gonorrhea, and I also suspected him of having hiv. (He actually admitted to having HIV after he fucked me, to a friend of mine - but he denies it to my face) So.. The doctors did the normal. Swab Tests - Urine Tests - and the bloods Blood tests were marked as urgent, so the results would be done within a few days. Instead of results after 2 weeks. Urine tests gave results there and then Swab tests - normally given there and then, but they didnt have them done on time, so said they would contact me if anything popped up. Urine Tests showed no gonorrhea, did show a little irritation/inflamation of the urethra - but this is just called NSU (non-specific urethritis) - Which means an inflamation, which may indicate an infection, or could just signify a local irritation caused by wanking too much, shower gel irritating my cock etc. So.... nothing to worry about there.. Swab tests - After 4 days, have not heard anything about these - so im assuming im clean... Blood Tests - 4 Days, and no word back - im starting to get concerned... lol I know that the typical reaction is, that no news, is good news. However, im obviously hoping to hear something back. What are the chances I am neg after all this..... Well.... im starting to think that maybe its higher than I thought it could be. They said that the results would be back in a few days, opposed to 2 weeks. Anyhow... As for my sexual health at the moment. 1 - I have no traces of Gonorrhea - so "Mr I pay for sex" who accused me of giving it to him. Im obviously some sort of mutant who can turn the infection on and off at will, cause as it stands, I have no detectable traces of it, so nah nah nah nah.... you got it from someone else, If anythig, im lucky that you didnt give it to me. 2. NSU - They gave me 4 pills, for the NSU, just incase it was the Clap - Took the pills.... so thats me in tip top sexual health condition. Anyhow... felt I should post my results here.... Im away now... to try and get more cum in my ass. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Ok, had planned to head to Dublin tonight, for an overnight stay in the Luxurious Boilerhouse Sauna, Bareback heaven. Lol However, earlier in the week, I seem to have over done it with my butt plug. My ass is all red raw and sore, from rubbing on the rubber/pvc of the butt plug. Even more a problem, since tomorrow my fuck buddy is wanting a fuck. Hes been saving up loads for the past 3 days, so hes gonna have lots of cum to dump in my ass, im just hoping that my ass will be in top shape for it. Note: The gum clinic never did contact me - and its well over 2 weeks now, so definitly am NEG and definitly dont have any other std's. I don't expect to remain that way indefinitly, but who cares, we play, we pay, its part of the fun, part of the thrill from the russian roulette that is bb sex. The naive part of me wants to believe that I have some sort of immunity to HIV, after all, I have been bb'd by lots of POZ guys, and yet no result for me. There are people in europe, and africa, who have a genetic trait called CCR 5 Delta 32. This has been linked to 1. People who find it hard to get hiv 2. Long term non progressors. 3. People who never seem to get hiv. Basically, the way it works is like this : This is where I get really scientific. 1. Hiv virus targets cd4 cells, 2. Hiv gets into the cells via 2 types of receptors that are on the surface of the cd4 cells. 3. The virus locks onto these receptors and uses the receptors to pull itself into the cell. 4. People who have the CCR5 32 Delta trait typically have either one of these receptors, or both of these receptors missing. 5. The amount of receptors missing, usually depends on how many allelles of this trait the person has. Basically, how this affects hiv individuals are as follows. Infection can only occur for ccr5 32 delta individuals, if they have an extremely large amount of virus cells invading their system. The chances of catching hiv are severely small in normal cases of exposure, 8% usually. Hiv virus isnt a smart organism that can go where it wants, it typcially drifts past the cd4 cells, attempting to latch onto them, onto the receptors. So, people with one allelle of this trait, are missing one of the receptor types each cd4 cell has. That means hiv has 1 less receptor it can latch onto. People who have 2 allelles, are missing 2 of the receptor types which instigate the crossing of the cell membrane. - Note - this isnt 100% immunity, under the right circumstances a large amount of hiv viri vs a low amount of cd4 cells can instigate an hiv infection. So, lets work on the rough odds of infection. 1. Normal person - apparently 8% chance of infection per sexual act - according to my gum clinic. 2. Person with 1 allelle of the trait - Well, you could in theory, argue that it makes them half as unlikely to catch it. But those statistics are just off the top of my head. 3. Person with 2 allelles of trait, these people find it almost impossible to catch the virus, because the cd4 cells are able to kill more of the hiv virus, before the hiv virus can find a method of cell entry. If the cd4 count was low, and hiv virus load was high, then it might be a different story. Anyhow - this is just some insight, or at least my own understanding of the ccr5 32 delta. In the case of long term non-progressors. These people have been infected, dispite their own resistance. Basically, their cd4 cells got swarmed by hiv viri, and cd4 cells were not able to zap the hiv viri before one little viri managed to get in. Only takes one viri getting into a cd4 cell, before that cd4 cell gets converted into a hiv making machine. 1 CD4 Cell having been compromized, can in theory produce hundreds, if not more, hiv viri. In the case of long term no progressors, although having had some of their cd4 cells compromised, there is a sort of balance between the amount of new cd4 cells being infected and not infected. Not forgetting, hiv can and is fightable by the human body, the only reason it ends up causing harm,is because in large doses, the viri manage to overpower the cd4 cells, which do the viri killing job, and turn them into their base of opperations. Which leads to death of cd4 cells, and results in a diminishing immune system. Imagine it like this, 100,000 hiv viri coming towards one cd4 cell, in a normal person, they probably wouldnt stand a chance of non-infection. Its just the law of averages, chances are, that one of those 100,000 viri, will get inside the cd4 cell. If however, it was 10,000 viri, vs 100,000 cd4 cells, the cd4 cells could probably fight the hiv virus, rendering each of the viri harmless before they have a chance to get into the cd4 cell. Taking into consideration, these numbers are fictional, you are not likely to ever have 100,000 cd4 cells in a single drop of blood In the case of non progressors, imagine having 3 infected cd4 cells, and 10 non-infected cd4 cells. 3 infected cells start pumping out hiv viri, but the 10 non-infected cells are fighting back, they are taking out some of the hiv viri,before they can get near the cd4 cells, during this battle, new cd4 cells are made, which are healthy, these serve as reinforcements for the army of cd4 cells. But as in all battles, there are some casualties, dispite their resistance to hiv, 4 of the 10 cd4 cells get infected, pumping out more hiv, but thats ok, cause their sacrifice has allowed healthy cd4 cells to replace them. So.. as you can see, its a kind of balance that works. CD4 Cells do get infected, but at a much lower rate, in most cases, cd4 cells are generated at a rate equal, or greater than the cd4 infection rate. This would delay the progression of hiv from being just years, to being possibly decades, How do you know if you have this trait? Well.... some sites used to offer testing for this trait, but I would never put much belief in what their results say, they are after all, taking you money, and you never know how reliable their testing methods are. I'd only believe an actual result that was done in person by a doctor, but the problem is that hospitals typically dont do dna tests just for patient curiosity. Research projects do exist that study this. Obviously research projects exist in such large quantities that test for this, that they managed to work out the demographics of the trait. Apparently its 16%-22% in europe, and the trait is apparently next to non-existant in america and asia. This trait has also been linked to immunity to black death plague. Saying that this trait evolved through natural selection during the plague times. This however is discounted by the fact that this trait has been found in the same demographic locations dating back to early man times. ANYHOW... How the fuck did I go from horny bb slut, to science geek. Lol More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Ok, Well.. Didnt get meeting my Regular Fuck Buddy at the weekend, which is kinda good and bad, Good in that my ass has only just recovered anyway, Bad in that well... he might be put of by the delays etc. Anyhow, I tested my ass out last nite, and it seems to be working just as good as it used to. No more stinging sore leather chafed feeling like last week. How I tested my ass out you ask? Well.... Gaydar.co.uk helped me out in that regards. Firstly, I have to say, that I wont be able to concentrate on my Cum hunts as much as I used to, as my DickWad of a Convicted Sex-Offender Housemate has decided to Fly away to England, to live, and never thought that his Housemate, might be the first person who needs to know? Yeah - I know. Strange. Anyway, Im house hunting more than Cum Hunting. Last nite - Started Chatting to a guy on gaydar whilst I was at work during the day, he said he and his BF Would be up for dumping in my hole, they wanted to see my face pic. Well... this is where Gaydar.co.uk's Technical Glitches of the 8th of October, completly screwed up my fuck chances. I have another profile on gaydar, which I made when I was under the impression I was poz, Because im at work, and cannot go onto 'pornographic' sites, I use a dedicated server located over in england to do my gaydar browsing, that way, my bosses dont know what Im looking at. Anyhow, I had left the dedicated server logged into my poz profile or something, then logged out, and went onto my cumdump profile, but for some reason, while I was on my Cumdump profile, when I sent a message to anyone, it was coming up saying it came from my poz profile. How annoyings that. Anyhow... Im fairly sure the pozsibility of me being poz, may have put this couple off. Which is a really shitty thing, I mean, for fuck sake, they are willing to bareback, but get scared off at the word poz, even more annoying since my tests all show I am neg.... FUCK YOU GAYDAR.CO.UK - Your technical glitches ruined my chances of another double fuck. Anyhow.... This little technical glitch persisted the whole day - including messages in the menu bar saying "Err. No Languages Loaded" or something similar. After I got home, I started chatting to more people, and found 2 guys who wanted to fuck me bb. One was in his 40's, and had some facial hair, but I wasnt really into facial hair - really ticks me off, got images from Roal Dahl's 'The Twit's in my mind, with pieces of food etc stuck in beards. YUCK... Anyhow.. wasnt really sure about beard guy, 2nd guy was bit intimidating. He has Red Hair - which is often a Euphanism for 'GINGER!!' But I can actually confirm now, that it was infact dark crimson Red, an odd shade. He had chatted to me b4, when I was less Desperate, when I had kinda...er... 'Not agreed to meet him' - So naturally he was concerned that I wouldnt like him. I told him that I was alot less fussy these days. He also told me that he was french, which believe it or not, is another off putting thing. I slept with a french dude once before, and between Fucking (which he did lots of that night - bareback), he would spout out the biggest load of crap about how he is superior to most of the people in N.Ireland because he can speak many european languages. Well, I can programme in PHP, ASP, VB, C# and I know the odd word of Klingon - ya dont see me calling myself superior. (It goes without saying . Lol) Anyhow.. So, that young guy put me off French guys. Back to the present though French dude, met him, he was meant to be somewhere in his early 30's, but can tell ya now, he looked more 50's. He was very short, curly red hair, very lean, and he reeked of Cigarette Smoke. House was obviously some sort of Student Accomodation, but was really a pig sty. Did I mention, he reeked of Cigarette Smoke - I tried my best not to breath. We went to the bedroom, and he was still smoking, with his one free hand, he started groping my cock, I tried to do the same. HEY HOLD ON.... YOU SAID THIS WAS 7 INCHES UNCUT!!! Yeah.... tonight was just full of disappointment. 7 inches Uncut, has just suddently become 3 Inches Cut. His Pubes were even weird too. looked like Moth Balls or Like his pubes had been permed - seen it before, tends to happen in people who have curly hair. In my own opinion, just looks and feels weird. But I can kinda see the benefit, less likely to get pubes in ones mouth when they are like that I suppose. Anyhow...I didnt wana voice my ...er... Dissapointment, so we got onto bed, and I rolled over, and he hopped on. As hard as it was for him to get his 3 incher in me, he somehow managed it. He kept stopping every 45 seconds to ask if I was ok, which was really annoying, since I could barely feel the bloody thing. How would he like it if I stopped every 45 seconds, to ask - "Is it in yet??" Yeah, well... I didnt have a chance to do that, because as soon as it had started, it was over. Yeah, thats right, he came in less that 2 minutes flat. I actually think the longer duration was spent with him slowly edging out of my ass. We sat, and tried to make small talk - well.... tried. It woulda looked bit rude if I just upped and left, considering I had just got there. He then told me that "I dont think I could manage to cum again" - in his French Accent Wow - feeling the dissappointment - This is my cue to get dressed. Im getting dressed, im calling a taxi, and im out the door. Waiting for taxi, and hopping into taxi when it arrives. Im back home, and telling my Mate David all about my night via Gridr on our iPhones. (with housemate in the room) We both burst out laughing, especially at the 7inch uc = 3inch c bit. Lol Anyhow.... Im still looking cock, but cause of the house hunting thing - its gonna be hard for the next month or so. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Well, last night was certainly strange. I started chatting to this guy on gaydar, who typically isnt the usual type I go for. He looked really fit, and was under 30. Lol He said he wanted to dump a load in my ass, but said he couldnt accom, he wanted to do me on the side of the road somewhere between Lisburn and Belfast. I went and got ready, shower,bath etc. Then started to get cold feet. Literally - my feet were cold, my clothes were all soaking wet, cause of the bad rain from my walk home from work. Anyhow, I texted the guy, and told him that I was kinda uneasy about the outdoors thing, He started getting irrate, but managed to turn him around, and we ended up agreeing to going to his place instead. He picked me up accross the road from my house, and as soon as I was in the Car, we started driving, and for 5 minutes, didnt talk to eachother. He was very assertive, he undid his trousers as he drove, was loose trackies. He told me to play with his balls as he drove. I did as he asked, he was way more assertive than what I was used to. It wasnt 3 minutes later, that he had his hand on my head, forcing it down on his cock, trying to force it all the way down my throat, I gagged alot. Every now and again, we needed to stop the sucking, as he needed to change gears etc. We arrived at our destination, and got into his house, had big electric gates etc. Kinda weird looking. Not every day you see a gay with a house like that. Anyway, got into his bedroom, and he demanded I take my clothes off. At this point, I was very nervous, I had actually thought that this meet might turn bad, or violent, so I dared not refuse. This guy, is what I would call a lazy top. He was very much into being services by his bottoms, he had this thing he liked to do. He would tell me to get down, hands and feet on the floor, whilst I sucked his cock, my hands being on the floor, meant I couldnt control how far his cock went in my mouth. He liked it like this, cause he wanted to force it down my throat. Any attempt to put my hands up to guide the cock down gently, would result in him shouting, "Hands on the floor, fuckin faggot!!" This continued for a few minutes, with me gagging the whole time. He told me that he wanted to try and get his cock down my throat, the whole way, so he said he will do it in one big thrust, when I said I was ready. I braced myself, and well... Nothing prepared me for it, he forced it all the way down, but believe it or not, once I had finished gagging, and it wasnt moving any more, I was able to stop gagging on it, it was only when it was trying to go down, that it made me gag, once it was down, I quite liked it. Strange... Anyway, Now he got on the bed, and he demanded I give him the 'best' blowjob, and he wanted me to focus on his balls, and crack. He liked it when I sucked his balls, taking each one into my mouth, its not often I get a top who is making sounds as if they were in heaven, from just my oral skills. Soon, I was ordered to change my technique, I was told to lick from crack, to balls, to cock, all in one stroke, He told me that he wanted me to use my hands to tickle his upper area as I sucked his cock. At this point, he grabs my head, and forces it down hard on his cock, another deepthroat experience. I was seriously getting tired of the oral, my tongue was getting tired. It had been an hour of non-stop oral, and this guy was less than reciprocal. Him getting all the suck fun, and me getting no cock up my ass. Well, this guy had noticed my talents with my hands, this little tickling thing that runs in my family. My grandad used to tickle my mum's back in a way, that would send her to sleep, and she used to do the same to me, and now... I do it to anyone im in bed with. Lol He wanted me to stroke him with my fingers, so I did. One finger, up the side of his body, all the way to his armpit, and onto his arms, and then back down, accross his belly button area, and repeat. He really loved it, at least, after 5 minutes of it, the snores he was giving off, sure sounded like snores of approval. I was really pissed off now, cause I wanted my ass loaded up, and now the top is asleep. I tried to slow down the stroking, hoping he would notice the lack of stroking. He snapped out of it shortly, and then said he was gonna fuck me, but wanted me to get him hard again, through, yes, you guessed it, more sucking. Suck, Suck, Suck - hes now hard. He said he wanted me at the bottom of the bed, face down, The next bit really pissed me off He said he didnt wana bareback me. He grabbed a condom, and put it on, and proceeded to force his cock in me, no lube, it hurt like a bitch giving birth, backwards. But once he was in, my ass started self-lubricating. Up to now, I havent really described his cock much to you, but maybe I should. This guy, said he was blonde on his profile on gaydar, but he kept saying to me things like 'How do you like that Ginger Cock!!' So, im guessing hes Ginger, and what they say about Ginger Cocks, is true. This cock was about 9-10 inches. Massive, and even the veins were big. He took his cock all the way out, and slammed into me, I gave out a yelp, and he told me "Shut up faggot!!" He only did that once, thank god, he totally inflicted some pain with that cock. He grabbed my ass, squeezed it tightly closed, and started fucking me hard and fast, he started saying "Im cummin!!!" I rolled my eyes, "Feck sake, why ya bothering to tell me... not like im gonna get any of it" He came, apparently, and took of the condom, and threw it on the floor, his wooden floor. It made a 'squishy' sound when it hit the floor, so clearly, not an empty condom, I only found out later how 'full' it was. He got me to suck his cock, I went down on it like a pro, hunting for any taste of cum left on it. Instead, all I could taste was remenants of condom lube. Rubber taste. He said he wanted stroked again, he had a rest, and a snooze, 20 minutes of snoozing, he woke up. He said he wanted to fuck me again, this time, he wanted me over the bottom of the bed, standing up, bending over. He just went inside me, all in one thrust, it fucking hurt so much, I gave a quick little cry of pain, and he told me once again "Quiet ya fucking fag!!" He started fucking fast and furious, and came again. Once again, in a rubber. He dropped this one by the first condom. He lay down, and I asked "When do you want me to go?" "Now" - he responded. I got dressed, and he went to the bathroom, I picked up the first condom while he was out of the room, and oh my god. It was a huge load - it filled up about 1/4 of the condom. I was raging, I coulda had that in my ass. The second condom wasnt as full. But still, was annoyed, and partically tempted to take his load with me in the condom, but this guy was well straight acting, and totally hates fags. He would obviously miss the condom, and know I took it, and would just think im weird if I took it. Hes clearly not into bb fucking. So... I left his load behind, and got a taxi home. This guy offered to fuck me on the side of the road initially, and because of my hesitations, I ended up at his house, having to service him non-stop for ages. I think in future, my chances of getting a load are better, if I just agree to the side of the road thing, and I am less likely to get face fucked for as long. Anyway, not sure I wana meet him again after that, Was a waste of my time in terms of loads. How would ya feel if someome agreed to fuck u, then changed their mind - u would label them a time waster This guy promissed me a load, and he let me down. - Time waster. Anyhow... until next time. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Been invited back to the BB Party in Nottingham. For all who dont know, I was there in August, and got my ass loaded with poz spunk. It was the best time of my life, and I cant wait to get back. Im looking for other guys who wana travel to the party with me. Msg me for invite. Note - I am getting a check up again at the Gum Clinic a few days b4 the party. I should still be neg at the moment, however, If I am poz, it means that the person who poz'd me up is either: Guy who paid for the fuck. (He said he was poz, then denied it - apparently poz means posh in his world). Fuck Buddy - Who says he is neg but doesnt mind fucking poz guys. French Guy - Small Cock dude Think thats all the guys - if theres been more guys since my last check up, I cant remember them. Anyhow. I made the appointment in november, because the guy who paid, was within 6 weeks of my last appointment, so this delayed appointment, is to give time for anything and everything to show up. After the party, I will wait 2 months, then get checked again. Im not stupid, I know the risks, I dodged the bullet once before, wana see if I can do it again, get fucked raw buy about 14+ poz guys, and come home uninfected, or at least unaffected. Once coulda been put down to being lucky, but dodging it twice, is just uncanny. Lol I dont count myself as a bug chaser, I just love bb sex, and am not afraid of HIV. If anyone wants to fuck me like they hate me, and try their best to knock me up, then issue your challenges NOW!! More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Haha. I just got a phone call from the Gum Clinic. HIV - NEG SYPHILIS - NEG Gonnorhea - NEG - In your Face MR I PAY FOR SEX AND ACCUSE PEOPLE OF INFECTING ME OF GONORRHEA. CLAMIDIA - (OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT) - Positive. K, I had Clamidia, but the 4 wee pills they give you for the NSU (Non-Specific Urethritis) treats the Clamidia, so no biggy. The Lovely Heath Advisor from the Clinic also gave me another revelation. Apparently, one of my previous tests came back Positive for Hep C Hep C for everyone know doesnt know, is a big bad disease, which is more deadly than HIV/AIDS. It is degenerative, no cure, and a thousand times more virilant. Breaks down the Liver, and targets Heart, Lungs, and Brain. I say No Cure, as in, No Medicinal Cure, however, It does appear that my Body has cured itself of the Hep C. As I said, One of my previous tests, showed evidence of non-reactive Hep C Virus in my system. If I didnt think I had a super powerful immune system before, I sure do now. She said that its a fairly common occurance, for a person to clear themselves of Hep C. (First I heard of it too...) I asked if I am at risk from it in the future, She said "I wouldnt know the answer to that, but obviously, safe sex would be the only sure way to stay safe." Which translates to "I dont know, but why would you wana tempt fate." Which is more a less "Your probably immune, so bareback sex with HEP C guys should be ok." Lol In Novembers Test, Im gonna ask the Doctors for more details about my Inherrent Immunity to Hep C. This is Class - The only Disease I was actually scared about getting, was HEP C, and it turns out I have had it and all, and got rid of it on my own. HEP C infected people, generally die alot sooner than HIV infected people, since their livers shut down. She didnt say when my test came back positive for it, but one things for sure, I wana know why the doctors didnt tell me about it back whenever it was that I got that test done. For all I know, that test result is from a year ago. Im quite excited about this... The sorry cunt who may have had HEP C and given it to me. Hes probably not as lucky as me, to have cleared it on his own, I just checked, apparently 15% of HCV (Hepatitis C Virus) infected people, clear it on their own. I dont know if this leads to a future immunity or not, heres hoping. Anyway - Thanks Sorry Cunt, for trying to kill me, Lol, and Failing miserably. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... 22 Quid, is how much its gonna cost me to get to the BB Party in Nottingham, and back. Its well cheaper than my previous trip, which cost about 98 quid. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Im in the process of moving house. I hope to start moving my stuff into my new house on Friday, so, from that point on, I should be able to get back to BB Fucks. This time, I will be able to accom too. Moving from South Belfast to East Belfast - much classier. More...