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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
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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.
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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.
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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!!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Ok, long time since I got a load up me, so I have made up for lost time.
I have been chatting to a guy off gaydar for few years, he is in his 40's, and when I was 18, I kinda felt he was too old for me.
Now, myself being 23 now, I dont feel hes too old for me, infact, I think hes quite ruggedly handsome. He has messaged me loads of times, saying how he thinks im cute, how im gorgeous etc.
I used to just shrug it off, but lately, past week, I just gave in, and said I will meet him. Well.... Im kinda skint at the minute, so I had to get him to pay my taxi fare. South Belfast - Glengormly = £14 - Not bad.
Anyhow he wasnt just after a fuck, he was doing the whole romantic thing, got me some Vodka Coke etc, and we watched some tv. He mentioned some of his interests, talked about some people we know in common - one being my mental ex. But we wont go into any of that.
Oh ... btw - EastEnders - Heather Trotts Baby's father is Darren - yeah, watched it at Shag Number 1's house.
Anywhoo....
We drank, talked, and then went upstairs, under the pretence of him showing me his leather and toys etc.
He showed me his leather straps etc, u know the ones which strap round your chest etc.
Never seen them in person before, but now I have, he showed me how to put them on etc.
He said they worked better when I am naked, - that was our cue.
Clothes came off, and I was wearing nothing but the straps, and he used them to pull me accross the bed, and made me suck his cock. Not the biggest, about 6inches, but beggers cant be choosers.
He made me suck him for a while, he complimented my sucking skills, and gave the usual sounds of approval.
Now, he grabbed my straps at the back, and dragged me down to the edge of the bed, and made it so I was face down on the bed. He started spanking my ass.
Now, one thing about this guy, lets call him John....
John is one of these guys who on gaydar says "Always" for safe sex, but on Squirt.org, he has as one of his interests - "Barebacking"
So.. I was fairly sure I would get a bb fuck from him
After my ass was spanked to pinkiness - is that a word?
He proceeded to get something for lube - he said he was getting lube, but whatever it was, he used it ,and it stung abit.
He began pumping my ass, once again, I was kinda drunk, so the details are kinda fuzzy.
I remember him giving me some big thrusts, which made the sting dissappear.
Eventually, he shot his load.
We did the usual cuddle thing, and then I thought we were gonna go to sleep.
It was only 10pm - he demanded we go back downstairs. Lol
So... we are downstairs, and watching tv.
Kinda getting annoyed, im fairly tired and wana get some sleep. Lol
Anyhow, I go to bed, waiting about 5 minutes for him to follow.
I sorted felt my ass giving me that indicator sign that you need to fart etc, So I thought I would try farting to relieve myself...
Boy... was that the wrong thing to do.
I tried pushing the air out of my ass, but a big explosion of cum came out at the same time, and I was scared I would get it on his white bed sheets. Lol
Quickly had to use my hand to rub it all over my ass, until it dried in.
He entered the room, oblivious to what I had been up to.
We tried sleeping, but me being me, I tried doing the cuddly thing, and stroking thing...
He sorta got bit annoyed in the morning at me, he said I had kept him awake till 3am. Lol - Well... serves him rite for not letting me sleep when I wanted to. Lol
Anyhow... next morning, got a lift home from my sister who I met for signing my Gurantor Form.
I was kinda warey, cause I checked the inside of my jeans, and a big load of cum had leaked out and spilled onto the inside of my jeans.
I was wet and cold as I walked with a cum spillage inside my jeans.
ANYHOW...
I got home, and got onto my laptop, and went onto gaydar again, My pickup line was
"1 load up my ass, who wants to make it 2!!"
I got about 3 chat windows opening up, 1 was too young, 1 was a bottom, and the other was a top guy, who was in his 40s as well.
The 3rd guy seemed ok enough to try.
I explained that I cant accom, and dont drive - he agreed to pick me up, and deliver me home.
We met up, got into his car - which was quite dirty, had bits of cigarettes everywhere, untidy, and the car felt like it was gonna fall apart.
Got to his place, which is at the top of the lisburn road, once again, like french dude, it was studant accomodation type housing.
Town House converted to Appartments.
Anyhow, he put some porn on in his bedroom, on the pc, and we started touching eachother.
We stripped off, and I began sucking him off, he was keen on licking my hole out, he must have liked the taste of Johns 'Several hours old' cum.
He was obsessed with my hole.
He pushed me forward, and flipped me round, and spat on my hole, and pushed his cock in.
I was on my back - a position I have not done in a while. (probably not since the bb party in August).
And he was riding me hard and furious, his voice and breath were good indicators, he was enjoying it, and I could tell he would be cumming soon.
I felt his cum filling my guts, usually I dont, but this occasion I did, It felt like a little bit of cold fluid filling my ass. When I say cold, I mean it was colder than my ass, so It was easier to notice.
I held him against my ass, so i could milk his cock dry,
Part of me wanted to beg him to breed my hole, just on the off chance he would play along, and talk dirty to me.
I never did it though.
Anyhow... I got home, after fuck 2, and am on gaydar now, looking for 3rd load.
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Well, not long till the BB Party in Nottingham - its more a less the first week of November I will be going over. And... as it turns out, I've lead a revolution. I've had 2 guys confirm that they want to go with me, from Belfast, to the BB Party in Nottingham. They know its a BB party, where there will be poz guys. So.. they are fully informed of the risks etc and all that shit. Like me, they are just concerned about getting BIG Loads of cum up their ass. 1 of the guys is Poz, and Its possible the other one is Poz too, not sure, not bothered either - hes quite the hotty too. Would take his load either way.
Our Flight Leaves City Airport at 7pm - Assuming there are no delays, and we land at about 8pm, get to the party at about 9pm by latest, and then BB Fucking non-stop till the morning. Return flight is at 12pm the next day or around that time.
Everyone is probably thinking - Paying to go get BB Fucks?? Thats bit out of the way like...
Well.. at 22 Quid for a return flight, there is no reason not to get a flight to the BB Party. RyanAir - thank you.
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k, Well, been a while, but I got more cum in my ass.
T'was Wednesday Night, and as you know, I am going on Saturday night, to the Bareback Party in Nottingham. Anyhow, I am bringing 2 friends, who are likely poz, one of which I think is beautiful as fuck, and so wana be his boi. Lol
Anyhow. . . We decided to have a drink on wednesday nite, to get to know eachother, suffice to say, we had a few drinks, I am still feeling the hang over head ache to be honest.
I got home at about midnight, and since im in my new house, I dont have internet access until tuesday, so the only access to the internet I have, is through my iPhone. So.... I get home from Dubarries, and find I have a rather large desire to get cum in my ass that night. So... I hit Gaydar Chat, and asked, just once...
"BB Btm for Hung BB Top - East Belfast - Can accom"
Within 10 seconds, I had 3 chat windows opening.
1. - 19 year old - meh - not my type
2. 36 Year old - no face pic.... maybe
3. 59 year old - face pic... not the nicest looking.
All of them had average cock sizes to my disdain, but I decided to go with number 2 - I told him I wanted bareback fuck, and wanted a load up my hole.
He was happy to comply.
Gave him directions, and he tried to find his way to the house... in the mean time, im in my boxers, in my bed, totally out of it, cause im kinda drunk.
I see a text message on my phone - "Im here"
I run downstairs, its like 1 am now, and I let him in, we head straight upstairs, and I take my boxers off.
I think he was taken back a little by my forwardness, he was fully clothed, and I was already naked. I proceeded to feel for his cock, and once it was visible, I latched my lips around it, and proceeded to get it hard with a little oral.
Once he was hard, I stumbled back towards the bed, and he asked for lube.
I had some lube with me - Its special stuff called 'Boy Butter' - I only discovered it when clearing my room out for the house move, it came with my butt plug. Its desensitizing apparently. Takes the fussy out of bottom - or so it says on the tin.
I gave him some of this stuff, but im guessing he didnt like it, cause he proceeded to get his own stuff, an oil based lube, out of his bag, and used it.
He slid in fairly easilly, and proceeded to ride my ass for about 8 minutes, Not the longest fuck ever.
He did talk dirty, which was fun, he said things like
"Taking my raw cock up ya!!"
"Your gonna get my load up ya!!"
and stuff like that.
He then said he was close to cumming,
thats usually my cue to start working the ass muscles, so I can milk every bit of cum out of his cock.
He let out some loud gasps, and his pace grinded to a halt - he came.
Now... I usually like it when the top is on top of me, pinning me down, cause it just feels like hes breeding me, or making me his property.
This guy wasnt really into that, he had me bent over the bed sorta, standing....
And instead of grinding his body into my ass, after cumming, and letting each drop of cum run out, he kept his cock in place for about 30 seconds, then pulled out. Completely a no no.
Well.... wasnt the most satisfying fuck... he asked to use the bathroom, to wash the lube of his hands.
Then he left.
Anyhow.... I then had my appointment at the GUM Clinic the day after (yesterday being honest)
I was down to get re-tested for the Clap (which should be cured)
and to get my bloods done again - since I had sexual partners within 6 weeks of the previous tests ....... Obviously I didnt let on that I had sexual partners within 6 weeks of this test... infact... the doctor - blonde young doctoer girl... she never asked.
Anyhow...She did the swab tests - these take about 3-4 weeks for the results, cause swine flu has got the labs busy.
And then I got bloods taken to test for
1. HIV
2. Syphilis
3. HEP B & C
I got more information regarding my HEP C self curing thing.
Apparently, when someone tests positive for accute Hep C, they monitor the person for 6 months to see if they clear it themselves - I cleared it before it was detected, so no monitoring was required of me.
The virus was not detected in my blood, just the antibody for the virus, there are 2 tests done you see.
The PRC test, tests for the virus DNA ,or the protein of the virus - I tested negative for this, cause the virus is dead.
The Antibody test, tests for the antibody, which your body creates when fighting off the infection. - I tested positive for this.
Now.. this is the bit that is interesting.
Apparently, the Antibody test works on a sorta scale, I dont know if its percentage based or not, but she said that values of
0 - 0.8 - can usually be put down to equipment failures, or test results being bad etc.
My first test result which tested positive for the antibody, actually came from May 2008 - I had an antibody result of 1.2 (it was not mentioned, because it was nearly neglible)
Anyhow, over the months, and a year later, my Antibody level is now 6, which doesnt mean anything bad, just means the antibodys are reproducing in my body, its something your immune system does when it has combatted a virus, and wants to help keep you safe from it in the future.
Now.. the big question: Am I immune to it.
She said No.
She said that I have had it, and fought it off, but thats not to say that you cant catch it again in the future, and in future circumstances not be able to fight it off.
Obviously, everyones immune system is slightly different, at the time of my original infection, I must have been in tip top condition, and the virus got its viral ass kicked as soon as it got inside me.
Thats not to say I wont be able to clear it again, I might be able to, or I might not be able to...
Anyhow... another big question is where I got it from.
I dont think I can remember every fuck from back that time of year, but if the first test to test positive for HEP C was in may 2008, then that would suggest I may have caught it from my time in America - Steamworks Sauna (Chicago).
That was in October 2007 I believe, and after I came back, I got diagnosed with Syphilis, which made me do my 1 and 3 quarter year abstinance - So... America was probably the last time I coulda picked it up.
It probably tested positive during one of the regular test check ups I had to do over the course of the year after having the Syph.
Like I said - they didnt tell me about it, cause it wasnt a 'positive' for having HEP C, it was just Positive for having 'once' had it.
The time frame sorta supports this too.
If the antibody levels have gone from 1.2 to 6 over the course of a year and half, I would surmise that 7 months before May 2008, may be the time of original infection.
Anyway - hope ya all took that in.
I will blog more, once I get back from the bb party on Saturday. - Internet gets installed on Tuesday.
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Ok, its Sunday 8th, The nite after the Party in Nottingham, Im writing this now, but I wont be able to post it until tomorrow when I have internet connection at work to post it with.
Anyhow...
I got ready yesterday at about 4pm, got shower, bath, douche... ya know the drill, I had advised my mates who were also going, that they should try to get as clean as possible b4 the party, as there is ALWAYS a queue for the douche'. Lol
Anyhow, Im all ready, and its about 5pm, I text one of the guys who was going with me - the one I fancie the pants off. Asked him if he wanted to come round to mine, and we could leave for the airport together. He replied, and said he was ill, and couldnt make it..... Shit one...
Anyhow... I wouldnt hold that against him , I do like him.
One more guy was going with me - Michael - I tried texting him, no reply, tried phoning him, voice mail, and then actual hanging up, or directing me to voice mail...
I dont know what was going on, but we had planned this trip to the bb party for like 2-3 weeks, and all of a sudden, Michael was being total time waster. At least the other guy was genuine enough to make an excuse, and explain.
Anyhow... I ended up going to the airport on my own, passed through security, blah blah blah...
Was on my flight at 6.45, and we flight left kinda early. About 35 minutes ahead of schedule - translates to me arriving early.
Arrived at East Midlands, and found a building for taxi's at the airport, I asked them for a taxi to Nottingham, Sneinton. I was expecting a price of about 42 quid. I was quite relieved to find it was only 28 quid. And it was paid up front etc.
Anyhow... will skip the long taxi ride, passed some countryside, and passed some coal power stations....interesting....
Arrived in sneinton, and recognised the street, and got to the front door of the party.
Almost like it was fate, the door opened before I even got to the door, one of the hosts - We will call him 'Mr R', was opening the door, and asked me to test the door bell. Lol
I got inside, and there was about 6 guys there drinking, everyone was clothed still.
'Mr F', cracked a few jokes about the last time I was there, when I got the plane to the wrong airport. Lol
I got a drink of vodka coke, and just sat there chatting, and mellowing in their company. Its always ackward at the start of the party.
Anyway, more people arrived, some I recognised from august. At this point, I felt it was time to go get a second douche, to make sure im completely ready to become a cumdump. I walked upstairs, and alas.... the bathroom with the douche was in use... so I formed a queue....starting at me. Lol
Took about 10 minutes for this guy to be finished - yikes..
Anyway, I got in, and it was done fairly quickly, helps when you have no food for the day, and douched earlier.
So... I went downstairs, and noticed there was now about 12 guys in the kitchen, they were all smoking, there was the hint of weed in the air too. So obviously they were getting - loosened up.
Im not a smoker, so the smoke was getting to me, so I went upstairs and stood in the landing, noticed there was a few guys in similar boat, the smoke was getting to them too. One of the guys who arrived, went and got stripped off, he was leading the way so to speak. After he got stripped off, he went downstairs and into the kitchen, he came straight back up though, think he was either too cold down there, or felt out of place. Shit one.
Anyhow, more guys arrived, gonna call these ones the '3 bears' - skinheads, trimmed beards etc. They all proceeded to get into leather boots. Some people are into that I guess.
They were wearing jock straps too, which is kinda a turn on for me, love watching treasure island videos of guys getting fucked and creampied with jock straps on.
I waited till they were done getting dressed/undressed, and then I proceeded to get stripped off too.
Part of me was bit self-conscious, The past 2 days, I had 2 pimples on my ass cheek - which kinda turned into scabby things. How annoyings that, but unavoidable. Hoping they will clear up during the week, but anyway..
Im stark bollock naked, upstairs, I walk downstairs, and get myself another vodka coke, the vodka wasnt the nicest, so I tended to down the drink in one, to get drunk, but avoid the taste.
I was beinging to get quite losened up, so I went upstairs and got myself to the top floor, where the sling is. There was about 6 guys in this room at the time, 2 guys watching, 2 guys playing, and myself and another guy.
The other guy, was in his late 40's probably, and he gestured me to the free space on the bed, he lubed up his cock, and shoved it in my hole.
His cock was quite large, and fat, it filled my hole, thats for sure. He enjoyed pumping my hole, he did it for a very long time, and then pulled out, he then made me roll over, and he straddled himself onto my cock,
at this point in time, he was facing me, with his cock infront of me, and his ass going down on my cock, I proceeded to pump his ass for about 5-8 minutes, the whole time through this, I Noticed the pre-cum spewing from his cock, and imagined that all inside my ass. All that poz precum, which was almost enough in volume, to be a small load in itself.
Im not much of a top, so I asked him to fuck me again, and this time to dump his load in my ass.
He fucked me again, the position was me face down on the bed, and him on top, I was across the bed, width wise, my upper body was hanging over the side of the bed, and he was fucking me. I dont think he came in me though. He stopped, and said he wanted a rest.
I looked at the room, and saw there was about 8 others in the room, 3-4 of them standing at door way.
One of the guys, a regular I remember from August, - lets call him 'Batman' for the Batman t-shirt he had on. (he was naked on his bottom half)- I dont like to speculate on peoples race, he had an english accent, but dark skin, so probably a little eastern descent in there, but thats ok, he was a great fella.
I walked over to the door, and watched along with them, as others got fucked.
No one had hopped into the sling yet, so I said out loud, and kinda suggestively, "No ones using the sling yet?"
Batman joked - 'Aww, ok, you hop into it'
Exactly what I was hoping for.
I hopped in, and Batman showed me his assets - his cock was very large, must be about 9 inches, and it curved in a weird way at the top, sorta to the left, or his right I suppose.
My ass was well lubed, with ass juices from the previous fuck, the remnants of lube, and a large amount of pre-cum from the dude who I was just with.
Batman proceeded to enter me as I lay on the sling, he slammed in and out of me a few times, mostly going slowly, but everytime he went fast and furious, I would grab the metal chains of the sling, to shut them up.
I kinda knew that he wasnt gonna cum, he was being conservative, as everyone else was.
After fucking me for about 8 minutes, he noticed a tall dude, who was quite fanci-able in my own opinion, I was kinda thinking to myself, that he was gonna go off me, and play with him instead, however, much to my pleasure, Batman gestured towards my ass, spread my cheeks, and smiled to the other dude.
The other dude took Batmans place, and proceeded to fuck me for about 10 minutes, I dont think he came either, again with the conserving....
I was about to get out of the sling, when I was quickly pushed back onto it, by this weird dude. .
I dont mean to be insulting, but I dont know his name, so I will describe him.
He must be early 40's or so, but had a goatie beard, im not one for facial hair to be honest, but suppose, as long as he fucked me, and kept the hair from me... I wouldnt complain.
He was skinny, and had large freckle type spots on his chest and tummy, his tummy sorta looked like it was affected by his meds, heard some people describe that sort of effect as a crux belly or something. It just looks like fat skin, on a skinny guy. Weird. - We will call him Mr Weird for the remainer of the story.
Anyway, he was fucking me, and he was enjoying it,
Im guessing hes a top primarily, as I cant remember seeing him ever getting fucked. He was covered in sweat, which was dripping off him onto me, and his body was all pink from exertion. His face convulsed, and the veins in his body was visible on every part of his body, in his head, in his neck, his arms and legs etc.
He squished his head up into a strange face, and let out gasps of pleasure, Im guessing this is his 'im cumming' face.
In my own opinion, this may or may not have been a fake orgasm. But who cares - my ass is getting the fun it demands.
At this point in time, Im bit bored, so I hop out of the sling, and head downstairs and get another vodka coke.... same nasty vodka, so down the vodka as fast as possible.
Theres about 20 guys in the house now, and I hear the doorbell going off, In comes Mr R (new guy), and his Partner Mr C.
Mr R and I had fucked few times at last party, and we had chatted on gaydar. He knows about my neg status, and he didnt seem judgemental about me being a neg guy who likes playing with poz guys. In reality, I think hes a dead on guy, whos quite the catch - lucky Mr C. Lol
Anyhow, he was still clothed, so I walked past him, and said Hi to him, and thought that I should let him and his partner get warmed up or drunk or something.
I went upstairs again, and found myself being fucked by someone else, this guy gave me a lift to the airport the next morning, will call him 'Mr H'.
He fucked me quite alot, and it was fucking class, while I know he didnt cum in me, it was certainly a good fuck. He wanted a rest, and we chatted for a while. We chatted about all sorts of things, eventually, a group of us gathered, and we all started chatting.
6 of us, all chatting, having a break from fucking. Everyone started chatting about their meds, and of course, im kinda the outcast, Im still pretending to be poz at this party, but alas, I dont know all the med talk. Lol. They even swapped cd4 counts etc.
I tried to chime in with the conversation, but felt like a numpty. Lol
Anyway, Mr F (One of the hosts) came upstairs, and then the fun followed them, the 3 bears came upstairs too, and they proceeded fucking eachother.
I dont mean to be rude or anything, but I found 2 of these 3 bears on gaydar, and they are a couple, and they dont like to play with anyone who doesnt have shaved head or bald, which raises the question of whether a bb party is the sorta thing that they would be open to??
The whole time I was there, I dont recall the 3 bears fucking anyone other than eachother.
Anyhow....
4-5 of us are on the bed, relaxing, when I see a guy who looks like a White haired version of Mr H, in the sling, and the guy whos about to fuck him, has lots of tattoo's, and lots of piercings.
Piercings were mostly on his cock, a pierced head, and lots of piercings all the way down his shaft, and down to the peri-anal area. Mr H's look-a-like took a fucking from this guy, but I dont think it lasted all that long, and doubt even more that he got any cum from it.
I decided I wanted to go look for more fuck fun, so I went downstairs, and bumped into Mr R, he whispered into my ear
'I have Ketamine' - I was so up for trying this for the first time.
I told him that I had taken Vodka b4 hand, would that be safe??
Ah.. No...
So, I assumed we shouldnt try this, so I returned to fuck hunting.
I went back to Sling Room, and I believe I got back into the sling and proceeded to get fucked again by Batman, and his tall mate. The amazing thing is, that I didnt need lube for any of this, I was still well opened up from the first fucks of the night.
As before, I cant be sure of if these guys came or not....heres hoping...
Oh... I Almost forgot...
When Batman arrived, he was in tow with a guy from York, and Im guessing they had been talking about me from my blog.
York guy must have asked batman if anyone from belfast was here, then batman pulled me asside, and said
"Your from belfast arent you?"
I smiled, yeah..
"You have a blog?"
I started laughing. Yeah....
Turns out York guy had read it, he might be one of the followers of this blog, who knows.
Anyhow.. . .
I only discovered this in the early hours of the morning, but I saw his e-mail to me, via my iphone, that he had sent to me via bugshare, he was from york, and he was also a neg btm, looking for poz spunk.
So.. thats 2 neg guys at least at the party.
Ok, its about 1am now, and I've been fucked alot, done alot of walking about, and done alot of wandering around aimlessly.
Mr R pulled me again, and pulled me into the toilets, and proceeded to take out a glass ampule of something, its ketamine.
I had assumed Ketamine was a liquid or something to take in a drink or something, but alas... it was a powder.
He explained that I just need to sniff it, so I tried sniffing it, I was kinda worried that it might react with the vodka from earlier in the night. But it was few hours before hand so.... might be ok.
I sniffed the stuff, and didnt notice anything really. Although saying that.... in retrospect... my memory is kinda hazy from this point on.
I remember being fucked by someone, and at one point in time, I remember my vision going red for few minutes. Weird...
I was then walking around, and Mr R asked if its ok, working etc?
I said that I dont feel anything yet.
At that moment, I swallowed, and felt this clump of something at back of my throat, felt like a bad tasting snot. Eww.
As it went down my throat, I felt my throat going numb, which is kinda understandable, since it is a tranquillizer, well... for horses anyway.
Well, thats great if I wana be forcefully deepthroated, I did notice some minor effects on parts of my body.
My left ear was sorta numb, and my finger tips were bit tingly, like pins and needles, but less extreme.
Anyway... its going on for 2am, and Got into a chat with Mr F and Mr R (the host Mr R), they were discussing the routine of the parties, about how when 50 people say they will turn up, that it usually translates to about 30, and by their count, they had about 27 guys at this party, so they were pretty on target.
At this point in time, I felt even more annoyed that I was abandoned by the guys from Belfast.
Not to mention all the fuckers in belfast who keep asking me about organizing a party in belfast, the simple truth is, that belfast is impossible to set something like this up in.
Too many queens = Bad Attitude.
I get loads of queens on Gaydar messaging me, they annoy the fuck out of me, especially in the week leading up to the party.
I had advertised that I was going to a bb party, and naturally, they all said
'where and when? - Can I go'
As soon as I said its in Nottingham, they didnt wana travel, and some of them actually came of with
'K, Is everyone Clean?'
Out of annoyance, I usually respond with
- ' Aye, we do a thorough blood panel on them before we allow admittance', or I say ' Aye, they bathe regularly'. Some complete naive queens on gaydar. They want to do bareback, but are naive enough to ask someone for other peoples status.
This is like saying - If I say that they are neg, then they will believe me.
1. I am not gonna out someones status.
2. Its not my place to know other peoples status.
3. I'd rather assume anyone who barebacks is poz, that way its no surprise when and if something infects me.
Anyhow... its cause of those people who love bareback, but have always on their profile, that we will NEVER have bareback parties in n.ireland. Fuckin cowards, they want it, but they are nancy pancy about it, and are totally untrustworthy. - as the time waster I was meant to be travelling with had just demonstrated.
Anyhow... back to the party.
I got fucked a few times while on the ketamine - I didnt notice any noticable effects, some people say that ket helps you take stuff in ur ass, eg - loosens it.
But that was no change for me, since i can take cock till the cows come home, as long as I never cum.
I walked around for a while, and found a fisting session or 2 going on in the middle bedroom. American dude was on Ket, and was getting fisted by Mr H. Was all very well and good, eventually though, they swapped positions, and Mr H started getting fisted. The problem though appeared after Mr H took the fist on the second insertion, I saw some streaks of pink, and knew right away he was bleeding, then American dude went back in - from his own perspective, he prob didnt see the blood, as it was on his hands underside, but after the 3rd insertion, he saw the blood, was bright red, and large quantities of his blood all over his hand. I admit, I was turned on at the fisting, but I knew I didnt wana take any fists at the party. As
1. It would make my ass sore, and less fuckable.
2. It increases my risk of becoming poz - arguably a good thing - depends on ur point of view. If I wanted to just convert, I coulda just grabbed Mr H's blood, and shoved large quantities of it up my hole and rip my ass open too, but instead, I just want bareback cum filled sex.
Anyhow, among fisting, I also saw stomping going on. I dont know if that the correct term for it, but its basically, where someone lies on the ground, and then someone puts their entire weight on a single part of someones body. It looked painful, this guy was on the floor of the room, and a guy was standing over them, with both hands placed firmly below the back of his neck, and then the guy more a less put all his weight into that area, and the guy gave out a loud cry. I coulda sworn I heard something crack..... No.. im not tryin that.
Its about 3am, and I need to get some sleep, all the beds are in use, guys fucking, guys sleeping etc.
Theres about 13 or so guys left, who are sleeping over I think.
5-6 of them were upstairs on 3rd floor in sling room, on that bed. And 3 on the bed on second floor.
The rest downstairs in kitchen smoking weed etc.
I realised that the only room with a bed that was free was the one which was being used as a cloak room. - Bags etc in it.
Anyhow... i climbed into that bed, and tried snoozing, got some rest etc, Until some of the 3 Bears came in and out looking for underwear in their bags.
About 4 times they came in and out of the room, and thats all very well and good etc.
Until one of the bears - daddy bear I suppose, came in, and asked me to get out of the bed, so him and his mommy bear and baby bear could use the bed to sleep in. He tried fogging me off with a lie that there was room in the bed upstairs, which I know to be a lie, since I heard that there was so little room, that someone actually slept under the bed upstairs.
I didnt believe him for a moment, so I never even checked that bed to be honest, I heard about it the next day from Mr H on the way to the airport.
Instead of going to that bedroom, I went downstairs, and got dressed, and curled up under my coat on the sofa. It warmed me up quite fast, and I was relativly comfy.
Next morning, Mr H came in, and started chatting to me, he said he was freezing, so I told him to climb on top of me, and curl up with me, to warm up.
This was quite nice, however... the weird guy, with the veins etc all over himself, came downstairs, and was... as per usual, hard.
He said in his english accent
"Is that H______ on top of you??"
Lol
He saw H's ass exposed
Anyhow - he climbed on, and entered Mr H, and started fucking him from behind, as he lay ontop of me.
Mr H was bit annoyed apparently, he didnt get any sleep all night, because that guy had been hard the whole night, wanting to fuck over and over.
Mr H got up, and walked away, he didnt wana get fucked by this guy....
The guy was left there, with me, and he seized his chance - he saw I was hard through my jeans - by the way, its about 8-9am now.
He undid my jeans, and I took my top off, and he fucked me over the chair in the living room - which was marked as a no-play area. Lol, Naughty us.
Hes bit weird, when hes fucking, he talks to himself, but nothing that makes sense, he told me that I should just ignore him.
He was fucking me in some weird positions, he had his legs wrapped around me, but resting on the seat, resulting in him being able to fuck me very deep.
He fucked me in that position, from behind, for about 10 minutes, and he came.
I hope he came, cause if he didnt, he acted the part.
He kept his cock inside me, and he did that bump and grind sorta thing, where u grind ur pelvis into someones ass and drain the cum into someones ass.
He didnt go soft, as you might expect, instead, he kept it hard, kept it in my ass, and then started fucking again.
I was in heaven, taking his poz cock, and by the looks of his body, I'd guess he had a high viral load. Just a guess though - no proper evidence, just the state of his body that made me think this.
I was pinned down against the chair, and my neck was pressing against its top, too much pressure, resulted in me not being able to breath for moments. But I was horned up the fuck.
I wanted to tell him I was neg, to tell him to give me his poz cum, but fear took control of me, and the most I could say was
"Breed me!!, give me that load!!"
He fucked me, and gave out a loud cry, and he came again. I loved it.
Anyhow.... I got dressed again, and eventually, It was 10am, and time for me to hit the road with Mr H.
Gave Mr F a good bye kiss, and left.
Got dropped off at the airport by Mr H, and proceeded through security ,and went to the toilets, I checked my ass, and found that it had a few loads in it, smelt like cum, tasted like cum, and looked like cum. I was well happy.
I went to burger king, got some food, and then waited for an hour for my flight.
Boarded, took off, and was home within 50 minutes, I got home, and slept from 1pm, to about 7pm, got food at 9pm, watched some Die Hard on Channel 4, and then began writing this blog post in notepad. Im now finishing it, around 1am. Lol
Anyhow...
My next aim is to visit some of the leather bars in london - apparently 'The Fort' in london is good,
apparently they have a boots only night, and on good nights, you can end up walking about with cum running down the inside of your leg.
I wana feel that cum inside me, running down me.
So... am I poz? I doubt it - I took less loads this time than I did in august, and I never converted after Augusts party, but saying that, its all about luck I suppose. For all I know, the weird guy might be high viral load, and he might have knocked me up, or the Ketamine might have lowered my resistance in some way... who knows.
I will get tested in the new year, in the mean time, I will take all cummers, and all loads.
Anyhow... thanks for reading.
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I got a load the other night from a previous bb top guy.
If ya read through the blog, you will see a few weeks ago, I got 2 loads in the space of 7 hours from 2 tops.
The second top, I had him round the other night, and he fucked me good in the bed room.
We went at it for a while doing some oral, and then he had me bent over, at the bottom of the bed, my front half of my body practically over the edge, as he pumped me ass with his cock.
He pumped me a good 10 minutes, his cock, not the largest I ever seen, but it was good for an average cock.
He fucked me for about 10-12 minutes, and then he asked me if I wanted him to cum.
"Yeah, Shoot it!!, Shoot it inside me!!, Give me it!!"
"Give me that load, give me it!!"
I quite literally was more vocal than I have ever been.
Im not usually that vocal when it comes to getting cum in my ass.
Anyhow.... he left, and I watched tv for a while, while I considered what to do with the load in my ass.
Obviously, I have to play with it. Lol
I did the usual ritual, Towel on the floor, butt plug at the ready, and then I just touched the butt plug against my ass lips, and relaxed. The cum load just ran out of me so easilly, I caught it though, in my hand, and scooped it back into my ass.
I fisted it in deep, while keeping my hand shaped like a bucket sorta thing.
Then I plugged my hole, and thrusted my plug in and out hard and fast, to churn the cum into a white butter.
After I had enough, I checked gaydar again, to see if I could get anyone else round. Alas... I could not.
I wiped my ass, before gettin into bed, and went to sleep....
Which is precisely what I intend to do now.
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I dont know if I posted about it or not, but few months back, I got myself 'The Fist' dildo off the web.
I tried taking it back then, but to my dismay, I could not take it, dispite the fact I can take a real fist.
I've been working hard over the past few months, training my ass to take big things. I've taken Butt Plug - which is large, Coke Bottles - 500ml, which are sorta large, could even take part of a 2lt btl of coke.
Yet, for all my trying, I couldnt take 'The Fist'.
Well... Tonight, I just have. Quite literally, 20 minutes ago, It slipped right up my hole, not exactly an easy task, but thanks to 'Boy Butter' lube, I managed it.
Gravity helped alot too.
Im gonna post an image of the Dildo itself, so you can see what I have managed to take.
It used to be, I would get a bb fuck, and then use black butt plug to churn it up, now I've set my sights higher, Me and my fist are gonna have some fun.
I have to admit though, my ass feels weird after having taken it, it certainly didnt feel like taking a real fist. Now it feels like there is pressure being applied to the inside of my ass, even when its empty, not an entirely bad feeling, just weird. Im sure the more I take it, the easier it will become, and then I can work on bigger things.
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I've not been looking for bb fucks for the time being, not for lack of offers. A hot guy on gaydar has made it clear that he wants to fuck me. I'm up for taking his cum, however, My current interests are more focused on my ass-ploration.
http://www.gaysextoysformen.co.uk/product_detail-prodID~11460.htm
This is the next Toy thats arriving this saturday.
For those who dont wana browse there - heres a pic.
Its 11 inches long, and about 4 inches wide at the base.
I fully intend to take this to the base, eventually.
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Anyhow... as some of you might have guessed, I kinda grew bit complacent, and actually went off sex for a while yet again. Infact.... since november.... I've only had one guy, and that was last Saturday Night..... It kinda annoyed me to be honest, cause it felt .....dare I say it.... Romantic. Shock Shock Horror.
Anyhow.... its coming to that time when little ol me has to go and get loaded up with more spunk and cum, at the bareback party in Nottingham.
This time, I've been canvassing for interested people from belfast, who wana fly over with me. So far, got about 7-8 guys who say they will go with me. Of course..... I know from last time, to take this with a pinch of salt, as lets face it... the last guys who said they would go with me, were a bunch of lying cunts.
Anyhow... a new development I've been working on is a new bareback website explicitly for bareback parties and hooking up with bareback guys.
Its built using ajax for the message system - even gaydar doesnt use that.... (it uses frames) and php for the rest of the site.
Its currently a work in progress, next on the agenda, is to add the profile section, allowing people to add their personal details and a profile template.
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I am on another business trip in Mississippi. As has become my practice, I hunt for white cock to suck in the morning before work, and hunt for white ass to plow at night.
Not many serious takers off the CL ad this morning. The only one so far just left. He was 55 yo, White, 6’2”, and had a 6.5” cut cock. Not a bad looking guy, but as soon as I got down to crotch I could tell he was a smoker. Consequently, I just wanted to get him off and get him out.*
Although his cock was on the small side, it did have a nice girth to it so that was good. He tried a couple of times to get me to slow down and prolong it, but I was not interested in that at all. I also notice
d a wedding band.He said that*he*had*not*cum in a couple of days so it was not going to take long… and it didn’t.*
To my surprise,*his cum did not taste bitter at all. In the past I have always thought that the cum of smokers was bitter. This, and the fact that you can smell cig smoke in their pubs, is the primary reason why I don’t like to get with smokers. However, his cum had a slight salty taste and smooth texture… just what I like so I swallowed, and savored lingering taste of fresh cum in my mouth.
As soon as I released his cock form my mouth, he was up, shorts back on and headed for the door with a hearty “Thanks Man!”. From start to finish, the whole thing took about 5 minutes. The epitome of “Blow & Go”.
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Once I got back to the room late yesterday afternoon, it did not take long for another business traveler to hit me up with this message.
Hello BIG man! I am a visitor her in .... *Looks like u could stretch my limits. If interested in a nicely build guy my size give me a shout! I Enjoy giving up the control.
Most of the time I ignore such messages as it seems a bit too "Eager Beavered" to me at first glance. But this time I at least checked his profile, and found the following:
Visiting from..... and interested in well built men only. I am All American, Blond hair, Blue eyes, 138 lbs, 5'.5" Swimmers build with nice definition and nicely built. Very professional. Totally masculine and a real mans man. Love all sports and working out.
I have to say that this was a near perfect hookup in that it took only six messages to pull together. *Within those six messages, it was made clear that we were both HIV Negative and that we would fuck bareback. It was also made clear that "I run the fuck". *He was to do what I told him to do, when I tell him to do it and if necessary how I tell him to do it. He could ask, but he was to do nothing without my approval first. He was to be here for my total pleasure. Mighty Mouse expressed concern over his inability to hold back from cumming when getting fucked hard. I told him that it was OK if he came while I pounded his ass as long as he understood that we would keep going until I got my nut. He hesitated, but then agreed.
At 6:00 sharp, Mighty Mouse was in my room and we immediately began kissing passionately. Ya know how there are good fucks, that are just that... a good fuck, but then there are good fucks where there is a connection and the whole experience goes to a higher level. I could tell instantly that this was going to be one of those higher level fucks.
When we broke from passionate kissing, I stripped him naked and he stood there with his cock growing stiff and straight as I stripped down. I then suddenly put him over my shoulder and carried him to the bed. I think this sort of caught him by surprise as I heard him audibly gasp as I effortlessly lifted his small frame in the air. He gasped again when I tossed him down and crawled on top.
My body completely engulfed his and I felt him continue to shudder underneath me. The contrast in our body sizes along with the contrast in skin tones had my cock rock hard.
We continued to kiss and explore each others *body. Mighty Mouse kept alternating between gripping my flexed biceps and my fat cock, repeating over and over "oh... you are so thick". Don't we all love this kind of praise? I know I do!
It was my intention to drag *out four-play much longer, but Mouse soon found my weakness with the tip of his tong on my nipples.... At this point, I needed to get fully inside of him. I pushed his knees up near his ears and drove my tong straight into his hot little hole. HE TASTED GREAT! I shuttled as much spit as possible in and around his hole as it was my intent to "spit fuck" him. As I prepared his hole with my tong, he was hitting the poppers hard, trying prepare himself for my girth. Soon enough, I my fat cock head at his hole, and was holding each of his arms firmly to his side so that he could not scoot away as I penetrated him. I guess this is where the name Mighty Mouse comes from cause although he struggled much, he was able to take my fat cock on the first attempt.
We quickly found our rhythm and I was fucking him strong with deep full strokes. With each down stroke, he grunted out..."Yes Sir"...."Yes Sir"... "Yes Sir". I love a bottom that is expressive without being too verbal. In this regard, and many others, Mighty Mouse was perfect. After about 5 solid minutes of fucking him on his back, I put him on all fours and came at him from behind. He stayed on all four only until he felt the impact of my first thrust. As my cock burrowed deep into him, he buried his face in the pillow to muffle something that I could not quite make out. I figured that he was in that place somewhere between pain and pleasure as I could see him tightly gripping the bed sheets in both hands while at the same time felt his anus spasm... signaling that he was cumming.
I the realization that he was cumming. I held my cock still within him. I love the to feel a guy cum with my cock in his ass. As he finished cumming, I resumed aggressively fucking him without warning. He kept his face buried in the pillow and let me plow his now gaping hole. I fucked him for another ten minutes before flooded his hole with my spunk. When I pulled out of him, he simply collapsed flat on his stomach exhusted. As has become my practice for this blog, I took the picture of Mighty Mouses freshly fucked ass.
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Back in Mississippi....AGAIN! A very nice White British guy just left my hotel room a cum load lighter.
After I got settled in my room, I found that I had an hour before my dinner meeting. So I got on manhunt to see who was on in the area. A guy who I chatted with a few times before, hit me up and wanted to know if I was available. A told him I had time for a quick BJ, but he had to come right now. After several minutes of a non-response I figured that he was not interested so I left for my meeting.*As it turns out, he did come by the room after I left.*
When I returned from my dinner meeting, I found that he had stopped by and was now online again. I apologized for missing him, and asked if he wanted to hook up now. He said he would be over in a few minutes, and true to his word, he was knocking on my door in about 20 minutes.
What I did not know from chatting with him online was that he was British. He stood about 5'10" and weigh about 155 pounds. Dark hair with Hazel eyes and a little soul patch on his chin.*
He came in and we got right to business. He dropped his pants and sat back in my chair. I dropped to my knees and began to devour him. At first I was disappointed in that his cock seemed to be less than the average in size. But, he turned out to be a grower not a shower. In the end he had a nice fat 7 inches.
The other thing I really liked about him, was that he was very expressive as I was sucking him off. I love it when a guy lets you know that he likes what you're doing. He also had shaved balls which made sucking them more enjoyable for me, and evidently, it drove him crazy. I sucked him for a total of about 20 minutes before he could no longer hold back and blue his load deep into my mouth. His whole body shook with convulsions as he came about eight times, filling my mouth with quite tasty semen.
After he came, he had to sit back and a chair for a few minutes to collect himself. We had a bit of Small-talk and agreed to do it again this week.
I walked to the door and he left my room with a big smile on his face.
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During my manhunt session last night, I spent a couple of hours chatting with several people. One guy, "Pleasing Pecker", *was a bisexual married top, who seemed very inched it in me sucking his cock and then plucking his ass. *While he seemed very interested, he was noncommittal. After about six or seven exchanges I simply gave him my cell phone number and told him to you either text me or call me later this week if he wanted to get together. Honestly, I thought nothing of it at that point.
At about six o'c
lock this evening, I was just wrapping up work at the office when my phone rang with a "Unknown"*caller ID. As is my practice, I do not answer the phone unless I recognize the number. A few seconds later my phone buzzed again indicating that the caller had left a message. I listened to the message *which just said, "hi this is... we chatted online last night. I'm near *your hotel *and I was hoping we could get together. Unfortunately am very short on time and it does not look like you're available. Or, you may just not be answering your phone because I blocked the number so I will call again in a few minutes, hoping to reach you".True to his word, my phone rang again a few minutes later. This time I answered. To make a long story short, this guy was literally outside my hotel and was hoping to at least meet me. I informed him that I was at least 15 minutes away. With much angst he decided to wait so that we could at least meet and maybe plan something for later in the week.
As I pulled into the hotel parking lot I noticed a white man sitting in a white SUV near the back. I figured that had to be him. I pulled the car into the space next to him and got out to meet him. He did the same.
He was taller than me, about 6'2", average build with salt and pepper hair. Pretty much your basic middle aged white Southern Republican. He had a friendly smile, a strong handshake and I could tell that he instantly felt comfortable with me and the situation. Although he was still very pressed for time, he accepted my offer to come upstairs for little bit.
As soon as we got into the room, I put my coat and *pack down and immediately reached for his crotch. He let out a big sigh at the touch of my hand on his cock. And as I was going to my knees he said, "I want to see that big fat cock of yours too".*
He had a solid 7 inch medium thick uncut cock *that instantly began to grow in my mouth. His low, guttural moans, told me that he was to be here for a while.
As I sucked him he was busy taking off all of his clothes except *his socks. As soon as he was naked, he moved to the couch and leaned back. I took this chance to undress myself as well and then got right back to business. By this time he was fully hard. My cock too was growing as I stroked *and sucked at the same time.
As I was sucking, I was recalling our chat from the night before and I remembered how he talked about wanting to feel my bare fat cock *and his ass. So, I pushed his legs up near his chest and licked my way down to is hole. While he wasn't totally clean, he was certainly clean enough, and I worked my tong as much spit as *far as I could into his hole. Keeping in mind that time was a factor, I quickly moved the head of my cock to *his hole and began to penetrate him. However, being that he *is a married man who has not been fucked in well over a year, it was very tough going. He was making noises and facial expressions showing pain, but at the same time he was saying how good it felt. Nonetheless, I was making very little progress on what was virtually a dry hole. So, pulled him to his feet and said, "lets go into the bedroom".
On the bed, we instantly began to make out and grind. It was an extremely hot moment. This was a married man, who had been yearning for the aggressive passion of another man for quite some time. As always, this is very intimate connection with another man made me rock hard. I once again spit on his hole, and drove the head of my cock into it. As I did so, he kept repeating over and over how good it felt while simultaneously jacking himself off. It became obvious to me, that this guy was going to come quickly with just the head of my cock in *his hole, and that was just fine with me. By this time, I was all about just filling "Pleasing Pecker's" need. Having been married once, I completely understood where he was at.
Within only about 20 short strokes, he sprayed thick white cum all over his chest and stomach. I will simply love it when a guy comes my cock in his ass. I quickly pulled out scooped up some of his white cream, smeared it on my cock, and shoved it back in. With him being so tight, it only took about 10 strokes before I flooded his hole with a good sized load.
As soon as we were done, it was as if he just remembered that he was really pressed for time. He quickly got up ran to the bathroom to wipe the cum off his chest and stomach. While he did this, I gathered his cloths and had them waiting for him when he came out of the bathroom. As always, we made *Small-talk as he got dressed, and mentioned how "we must simply do this again." And with that he was out the door.
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This evening (Friday- Holloween) I decided to text a guy that I have often hooked-up with while here in Mississippi. I will call him “Sweet P” because he has a heavy southern accent and he is just on the boarder of masculinity and femmie. By that I mean, he is masculine enough, but he does have some effeminate mannerisms.
“Sweet P” is a very good looking White Young Man, with a clean cut “guy next door” look about him. He has good job in healthcare management, and to look at him you would not initially guess that he takes cock up the ass like a champ… that is until he opens his mouth and starts waving his hands about to ad emphasis to whatever point his making. Nonetheless, his conservative look, and equally conservative behavior to match his surroundings, makes him masculine enough… not to mention that his totally smooth ass and hairless body makes him totally fuck-able!
Anyway, I had decide early in the day to text him and see if he was available to fuck tonight. Oh yeah… the other thing that I really like about “Sweet P”, which stems from the first time we hooked up (definitely a story for another time which I will share soon), is that there is no back and forward with him. It is all straight to the point. My text with him went like this:
Me: “Hey… up for a fuckin tonight?”
SP: “What time do you want my ass Daddy?”
Me: “9:00…room 408”
SP: “Yes Sir. I will be there”
As always, “Sweet P” was right on time, knocking on my hotel room door precisely at 9:00 PM. I swear, I have not checked it out, but I think that he literally gets to the room a few minutes early and waits to knock on my door exactly on the hour.
Tonight he was still dressed in his business clothes, which for some reason I found to be hot. However, what I found to be even hotter was that he was wearing a black leather "G String " under his business suit. Hmm... as I write this I am wondering for the first time... does he regularly wear leather underwear to work? Or, did he add that later for my benefit? I will have to make a point to ask him about this. Perhaps he is much more "Piggy" than I thought... that could be a lot of fun!
Ok, back to the fuck.*
We said our hello with a deep and passionate kiss. Oh yeah, this guy is a killer kisser!
Soon, our cloths were tossed to the floor, and I force my tong down his throat in one last hard kiss before I begin to “Do Ma Bidness” (“Mister” in the movie, “The Color Purple”).
“Sweet P” has such a perfect ass that I cannot, not eat it. As always, he is totally clean, smooth and tasty… love eating his ass. As I do, my cock grows even harder, thicker.
After a good five minutes of munching, I want in his ass. I position the head of my fat cock at his hole and begin to push in. This is always the problem point with me and guys I fuck. My cock, although it is only 7 inches long, is a full 6.3 inches in diameter. While 6.3 inches is a thick cock, most all guys can take it. The problem is that there is no point to it. It is 6.3 from the head to the base. Consequently, when I go in, that hole goes from 0 to 6.3 inches open immediately. I know that shit hurts! To be totally honest here… the fact that it initially hurts sort of turns me on a bit…just being honest.
The last time “Sweet P” and me fucked, he took the initial penetration like a champ after inhaling a half a bottle of poppers. This time, it was too much. Although he tried to gut it out, he had to come off it. Nonetheless, like a true pro, he did not complain, he simply said “Please let me sit on that big black dick Daddy, until my hole opens up.”
For the record, I hate being on my back while fucking. It is my worst position… don’t know why… just is. Consequently, “Sweet” got to ride me strong for only about a minute before my dick started to go soft. We quickly changed positions and I fucked him from behind on the edge of the bed (my best position). Within a few strokes I was back on “High Beam”.
I plowed him strong for about 15 minutes. He was rock hard the whole time, in fact, I thought he was actually going to cum a couple of times but didn’t. After going through multiple positions, I decided that I wanted to cum in his mouth instead of his ass this time. So I pulled out of him, laid on my back, and told “Sweet” that he was going to swallow my cum. He said “Yes Sir” and immediately got on his knees between my legs and went to work sucking my cock, which had just been buried deep in his ass.*
It was not long before I let lose a fountain of cum. “Sweet” held still as my cock pulsed five strong shots of cum in his mouth. When I was done he kept his mouth on my cock, looked me in the eye to be sure that I was watching him, then in one big gulp, swallowed me entire load, never taking his eyes off mine.
Once my load was in his belly, “Sweet” still on his knees with my still hard cock in his mouth began to frantically beat himself off. As he was kneeling on the floor, I could not see how close he was to coming, but as soon as I put both my hands on the back of his head and pushed it all the way down on my cock… he began that spasm grunting some guy make when they cum with their mouth full of cock.
Letting my now softening cock slide out of his mouth, “Sweet P” gently rested his head on my thigh as he slowly came down from his orgasmic high.
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No! I did not have sex with "The", "Larry the Cable Guy", but have to tell you, this guy looked just like him but smaller.
I had chatted with this guy whom I will call "Cable Guy", the trip before last to Mississippi. At that time the chat was leading up to a hookup, but suddenly he said that he had another black friend and wanted to know if I would be down with a three way. Personally, I think that a three way is a very tricky thing. For me, they have only ever worked when all three participants know each other rather well, and if there is any relationship between either of the participants, it has to be a very strong and secure one. Consequently, I was cautious. As it turns out, it did not matter, cause after giving the guy my number, he never called.
Fast forward four weeks, I am back here in Mississippi... on MH... Cable Guy messages me asking; "You looking for today?" I thought about blowing him off, but being a veteran of MH, I have learned to not take failed hookups and blow-offs personal. Consequently, I did chat with him, but I also made it a point to remind him that the last time we chatted, he blew me off for another trick. He said "Aw man, I did not realize that I was supposed to call you... sorry." Yeah, right!
Nonetheless, we did the chat thing, the trading picture thing, and before long I found myself at a decision point. To be honest, his pictures really did not do a whole lot for me. While they were full body pictures with face, most of them were taken at a distance... none of them were close-ups. Being that I am an oral/top I figured that at least I could get some good sucking action in even if I did not/could not fuck him. Yes, that is right, I am much less picky about guys I suck than guys I fuck. When I am just sucking a guy, it is all about the power of making him cum, and tasting the cum. Anyway, I told him I wanted to suck him off but would not make any promises about fucking. *In turn, he made it clear that he was most interested in getting fucked but agreed to come by for a good blow job in the hope that I might change my mind. Perhaps he was willing to compromise out of guilt for blowing me off the last time..."he knew he be wrong."
About 45 minutes later he was at my hotel door. When I opened the door and got a good look at him I instantly knew that we would be fucking. He stood about 5'10", 200 pounds, with blond hair and a sort of reddish goatee. He wore jeans, a blue T-shirt and a camouflage John Deere cap. Indeed, a smaller version of "Larry the cable Guy".*
Now don't wrong, I really like small smooth white guys; however, I am just as turned on by a "regular Joe cub" with facial hair.
As soon as the door was closed we locked eyes and we both instantly knew that there was chemistry. We started off with one of those very hot passionate kisses, all the while tweaking each other's nipples. Not wanting to waste time, I directed him to the bedroom in the back of the suite. There, we kissed again and quickly got undressed. I moved him to the bed, put him on his back and instantly went down on him. Another nice surprise, was that had a very nice cock. Cable Guy, has a nice medium thick 7 inch cock with a pointy head. The perfect size for my mouth. Another nice thing was that he was already bone hard before he put it in my mouth. Again, I attribute that to the obvious chemistry between us.
I sucked him for quite a while and he seemed to be totally enjoying it with loud moans and constant withering. This made my cock rock hard and I started to work my way down and*probe his hole with my tong. As any good Boy Scout, he came prepared with a squeaky clean hole. Although he didn't say anything, when I started to eat his hole I did notice a huge sigh and smile on his face knew there was a chance that we may fuck. A hope that was confirmed a few minutes later as I reached for the lube.*
While continuing to aggressively suck his cock, I managed to lube *his hole and my cock in no time flat. Once ready I pushed his knees to his chest, put the head of my cock to his hole and slowly began to penetrate him. In spite of his yell and struggle, I was able to get about half of the head of my cock in his whole before he wiggled off at it. I grabbed more lube and with two fingers tried to work his hole open a little bit more. About one minute later I made the second assault on his whole of my cock. Again, he yelled loudly but took it. I held still for about 40 seconds, letting him adjust to my cock. As soon as his breathing came back to normal I started pumping in and out, searching for that nice rhythmic pace. While his cock softened a bit as we struggle to get my cock in his hole, it had now return to its full hardness.
I continue to fuck him for a good 20 minutes, varying tempo and depth. He was totally into it, egging me on and tweaking my nipples which I love. Soon enough, he was gripping his cock, his head was thrown back and his mouth was open... tell tale signs that he was entering into that "I am gonna cum stage." *I quickly pushed his legs further towards his chest to change the angle of my penetration... aiming for his prostate. I stroked him three more times and then on the four stroke I buried my bone deep. He said, "oh yes daddy, please give it to me". I let myself go, and began to pump three days worth of cum deep inside him. At the realization that I was coming he said, "oh yes, yes, yes," and with that he shot a huge load leaving a trail of cum from the pillow behind him to his shoulder, chest and stomach.
As soon as I pulled out of him he let his legs flop down, rolled over and buried his face in the pillow. I laid next to him just sort of enjoying the moment. And then, I thought of you guys. I jumped up telling him not to move while I grabbed my Nikkon to take the above picture of his freshly fucked and bred ass. We actually stayed in bed for another hour... naked... talking... getting to know each other. Again, there's nothing more important to good hook-up than chemistry.
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I first met this
*guy 5 years ago when I was working on a project in Birmingham AL. That was back when everyone used AOL chat rooms for hooking up. It was in one of these chat rooms that “V” found me and initiated a conversation that let to him driving*down to Bham two days later for our first hookup.“V” is older than me by a few years, but he takes very good care of himself and has a hot body for what is now a 50 year old man. I just have to take a moment here and say that all of you guys that are hung up on age… you don’t have a clue! Some of the best bottoms I have fucked have been older (in shape) men.“V” and I have*stayed good friends over the years an manage to get together about once a year for what is always GREAT sex.
A couple of weeks ago he had mentioned that he would be attending a conference in Providence RI. I told him that I would be driving back to DC from Maine at that time and could easily make a stop.
I arrived at his hotel while he was still in conference but he was good enough to leave me a key at the front desk. I took the time alone to get cleaned up and relax a bit. About two hours later, V walks in the door. We instantly start kissing, touching, groping. Before long, I have him naked on the bed, his legs on my shoulders and I am pushing my freshly lubed cock into his ass.
The first fuck, like always with “V”, is quick. It is like we cant really focus on anything else until we let that initial pent-up desire out.
He struggle taking my cock at first but adjusted quickly. As always, we found a quick aggressive rhythm complete with the headboard knocking the wall, telling anyone in the next room exactly what we were doing. In a short 5 minutes his head was thrown back and he kept saying “give it to me, give it to me” and with one final push to the hilt, I gave him the first load of three for the night.
After catching our breath, we got cleaned up and went to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory down the street from the hotel. We had a great time laughing and talking about people we know and catching up in general.
After dinner we returned to the hotel room where we got back in bed and began the main fuck of the night.
We again started with passionate kissing and touching, but this was simply perfunctory shit… we were there to fuck. While he still grimaced, he took my cock much easier than the first time. We fucked in several different positions over the next 45 minutes. Near the end, I had him on his belly and I was full on his back, humping his pillow propped-up ass with my fat cock. I turned my head to the side and saw the shadow of my ass going up and down as I humped him. That with simultaneous sound of his grunts in time with my down strokes was enough to put me over the edge for as second and much larger cum dump into his ass.
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e here was taken immediately after I dumped my second load into him.We then cuddled for a bit in bed before drifting off asleep…exhausted.
My alarm was set to go off at 4:00 AM so that I could be back on the road to DC by 5:00 AM. But, as often happens, I found myself awake at 3:00 AM, sure that I would not get back to sleep before it was time to get up. Lying there thinking back on the previous two fucks, my cock came alive and was rock hard. I knew “V” was pretty worn out from the last fuck, but I also knew that he would not turn me down either. I got up, lubed up, and walked over to his side of the bed. I grabbed his ankle and swung him around so that his ass was on the edge of the bed and his legs were on my shoulders. Amazingly, the more you fuck some guys, the tighter their hole becomes. “V” was incredibly tight, and I literally had to thrust my way in. At this, “V” let out a painful groan. I said nothing and continued to fuck his ass for the third time that night. This was the shortest yet most brutal fuck of the night. It lasted only about 4 minutes. “V” groaned and moaned the entire time. Perhaps I am “A Sick Fuck”, but the knowledge that “V” was struggling to endure this assault on his hole, made me hotter and hotter, which in turn made me fuck him harder and harder until I filled his ass a third time with my cream. The third picture here is of a completely exh
austed, and by then a very sore, “V” following the third fuck of the night.After taking a quick shower I started to leave. “V”, awake, just laid there in the bed which was odd because being a true Southern Gentleman he always walks his guests to the door. Talking to him the next day, he said, “I apologize for not seeing you to the door, but honestly, I could not even walk to the bathroom until 20 minutes after you left… thank you, I loved it, when can we do it again?”
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Before I started this blog, I looked a several gay sex blogs out in the blogosphere to get an idea of what makes one blog better than another. Eventually, I came up with several characteristics that I feel makes the difference between a good sex blog and a GREAT Sex blog. However, the main characteristic was "truth". I think readers can generally tell *if what you write is "real", as in "it really happened like that" or if the author "made it up". Obviously, there has to be some omissions, name changes and slight distortions to maintain annonimity, but by and large, I have made the commitment "keeping it real".
So... keeping it real.... I have to say that last night's hookup in Phoenix was less than great. I am sure that many of you can relate to meeting a guy on-line, make arrangements to fuck, the guy show up and at the very moment he walks in the door you just know that it is not going to go well. I have written before about "Chemistry"... it truly is a big deal for me.
Everything went well with the setup... got online at about 7:00... this guy, I will call him "Smoky" starts chatting me up by about 7:10. By 7:30 all of the details (where, when, and bareback) were agreed upon and I was off Manhunt by 7:40.
At 10:00 PM Smoky is at the door. Like I said before, as soon as I opened the door I knew that this was going to*be a struggle for me. Now just to be clear... Smoky is a good looking guy... 6'1" Blond, Blue, Average build. His profile said 38yo, but from the way his ass cheeks sagged I would put him closer to 48. Like many guys, his face can pull-off the lie, but I think a man's ass almost always "tells no lies".
I could tell right away that this was going to be a struggle for me because as soon as he walked in I could smell the cig smoke on him. Again.... keeping it real.... I know it is MY hang-up, but I just don't enjoy sex with smokers. I find the smell of smoke distracting and then next thing you know, my cock is less than hard... or at least is not as hard as it should be. I have been able to get beyond my hang-up on a few occasions and had really good sex with a smoker, but those are rare.
Anyway, Smoky comes in and there is very little chit chat. He starts kissing me right off the bat. His smoking habit is confirmed! I thought about call it quits right then and there... but on all other accounts, Smoky is a really nice guy, so i went with it.
We got undressed and got down to business on the bed. One huge redeeming factor is that Smoky paid attention during our brief chat and picked up on the things that really make my hot and my dick hard (passionate kissing and nip working) He was instantly on my nips and was very much into body contact. This was a very good thing cause would need all of that to pull this off.
After about a good 10 minutes of "making out" I was reasonably hard. Not feeling confident about how long my hard-on would last, I wasted no time in getting Smoky lubed, on his back, and knees pushed to his chest. Just as I was about to push in, he stops me and say "let me take a hit of poppers... I will need poppers for a cock that think". Only slightly annoyed, I waited for him to take two long pulls on the popper bottle. As soon as he had the cap back on the bottle, I pushed all the way into him in one hard stroke. *
I stayed still for a moment to let him adjust to my size. He appeared to be really struggling with it, and I thought to myself... "Dude, I am not even fully hard".*
As he calmed*down, I began fucking him with fast short strokes and tossing in a deep stroke about every 8th stroke. He seemed to like that . He asked if he could sit on it... but I said no to that as I was sure that I would lose what hard-on I did have.*
I soon moved him to the edge of the bed, put his legs back on my shoulders and and pumped him as hard and as fast as I could , trying to get him to cum before I went completely soft. Just when I was about to give up he said "Let me know when you are close so that I can cum with you" *I said, "Dude, I am there, let it go". Truthfully, I was not there... not even close. Within about another 10 strokes, he indeed let go and shot a huge load all over his stomach. I wish I could say that I stayed in him while he came but I was too soft by that point and I slipped out.*
I was genuinely glad that he seemed to have a good time. After he came, I laid next to him for a bit and he thanked me and said "I really needed that". *I said... "yeah, so did I"... Yeah, I lied. Well, that cant all be great fucks.
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For this blog update to make sense I have to give you a little more background information on me.
If you have been following this blog, you know that while I travel constantly for my job, I actually live in Washington DC. I have a very nice row house on Capital Hill. Some time ago, I decided to take-in a housemate simply because I am away so much, and although Capital Hill is vastly improved from what it was 10 years ago, a frequently vacant home with lots of high end electronics and things is too inviting for some of the hood-rats and drug addicts that still exist in the general area.
As you should also know, I am predominately sexually attracted to white men… all kinds of white men, but white professional men especially turn me on.
As it turned out, the man I selected out of the eight people I interviewed just append to be a white 45 year old EPA Attorney, 5’10”, 155 lbs with a “Boy-Next-Door” look and a rather humble demeanor. By that I mean that he is very “down-to-earth” and “easy-going”. He also had a difficult time categorizing himself as either gay, straight or bi. He noted that while he has had several girlfriends over the year, he also had had some sexual encounters with other boys as a kid, and a few men later in life, but has never had anything close to a boyfriend. Nonetheless, he was quick to note that my sexual preference was not a problem for him. In return, I noted that his being straight, bi or whatever was not a problem for me as this was strictly a housemate, (i.e. landlord & tenate) situation. He agreed.
From the time he moved in to now (two years), we have gotten along extremely well with only a few rules and a healthy respect for each other, our respective work and lifestyles. In the process, I would say that we have also become very good friends. Though we have become very good friends at the house, not so in public because as you might expect, we hangout with totally separate crowds and travel in vastly different circles. I cant even remember a time when we even shook hands.
That all changed last night.
I was working late at the office when my housemate, I will call him “Hommie” for lack of a better reference, called my cell phone and asked if I was still downtown. It was obvious that he was “three sheets to the wind”. I have noticed that he is drinking more and more over the last few months. I have no idea what, if anything is wrong in his life.
Long story short, he asked if I could pick him up from the bar and give him a ride home… don’t know why he didn’t just call a cab, and did not ask. I was ready to go anyway.
When I got to the bar, it was worse than I thought. The Bartender had cut him off and he was on the verge of passing out. I got him out of there and into my car. He actually passed out on the ride home.
When home I took him straight up stairs to his room with the intent of just putting him on his bed. However, his room was a mess and his bed was covered with what looked like a weeks worth of laundry. Consequently, I took him to my room. I like to think I did this innocently with good intentions, but I think I subconsciously had already had other plans.
Once in my room he was sort of awake… sort of not. I decided to undress him down to his underware. When he was in only a t-shirt and his whitie-tighties, I had a raging boner. As you may have guessed from the lack of a new post, it had been about two and a half weeks since I had felt the warm fleshy feeling of the inside of a man’s ass on my cock. At that moment, I was at a decision point. I thought about it for all of 5 seconds before I pulled his whitie-tighties off. From seeing him naked a few times in the shower I knew he had a smooth, nicely shaped ass. What I did not know was that his ass is completely hairless and incredibly soft to the touch.
He had told me when we first met, and then again on a few other occasions that he had had some sexual encounters with men. I did not probe, so I knew not the extent of those encounters… I did not know if his ass was virgin or not. I am not proud of it, but the actual thought that went through my head after pondering this question was “he is so drunk that it wont matter if his ass is virgin or not… I will be in before he can react”.
Now before all of you start drafting your comments calling me a stone cold rapist, know that it is not that simple. Although Hommie and me had had no physical contact (one of the few rules… “just housemates, nothing more) our conversations and interaction had become rather flirtatious over the last few months. Everything from stupid guy talk… “blow me”, “ok, whip it out”… to sharing the bathroom when pressed for time (one shaving while the other showers… catching each other sneaking a peak). It had been months since he broke up with his last girlfriend, and to be fair, he was acting more and more like… like… I don’t know… a gay guy??? Hard to explain… maybe some of you know what I mean.
Anyway, I had him naked from the waist down. For some reason I left his white t-shirt on. He was laying sort of spread eagle on the bed. I undressed completely, and retrieved some lube from the nightstand. After putting a ton of lube on my fat cock, I put a little on his hole. I guess, I did not want take the chance that, his drunken stupor notwithstanding, he would realize what I was about to do.
I crawled up on the bed between his spread legs, and hoisted his thighs high enough with my forearms to position the head of my cock at his completely smooth hole. At his point he started to mutter something that I could not understand… his eyes were still closed. I waited until he stopped mumbling and started to drift off asleep again. Then in one motion, I popped just the head of my cock through his hole. He started to come to with a loud moan, but he still did not open his eyes, and his arms were still thrown back above his head. He was rolling his head from side to side and moaning. I stayed still for about 30 seconds. He stopped rolling his head, but his eyes remained closed and he was doing that heavy breathing grunt… “eeehuh…eeehuh…eeehuh”. Then I drove my cock all the way into him and began a steady pump. His hands had moved from above his head to griping my biceps tightly… eyes still closed… the “eeehuh… eeehuh… eeehuh” continued in time with my down strokes.
He was incredibly tight, but after about the 10th full stroke, he was fully open and he felt incredibly good. However, as good as it felt, I was not out to make this a marathon fuck so I allowed my self to climb directly to climax. Again, I had every intention of pulling out cause I did not know if he was an anal virgin. It was dark and could not tell if there was bleeding or what. But, on that last stroke I buried my meat balls deep in him and I let out a low grunt that signals the approach of my orgasm… he instinctively clamped down his ass ring at the base of my cock… which I abso-fucking-lutely love! With that, I dropped a truck load of cum deep in his bowls. It was one of those hard cums where you shiver at the end of it.
When done dumping in him, I pulled out and grab the cum-towel I keep in the nightstand. I wiped his ass good, and then my cock. Checking for any signs of blood. None. Just some poo streaks (obviously he did not plan on getting fucked).
By the time I was done cleaning him and me, he was already passed out again. I covered him up, grabbed the extra pillows and blankets from the closet and bedded down on the couch downstairs.
I woke up and went for my daily jog at 6 AM. I took a little extra time this morning trying to process the ramifications of my behavior last night. I returned to the house at 8 AM and Hommie was all dressed and packing his lunch for today. He did not acknowledge me. He clearly avoided even looking at me. I felt horrible. I did not know what to say or do. I just sort of stood there.
He finished packing his lunch, put his coat on and started to head for the door. When he got to where I stood between him and the door. He spoke for the first time. While he did face me, he stared at his shoes instead of looking me in the eye. He said, “I cant remember much at all from last night. But, I assume from the soreness in my ass, and from what looked a whole lot like cum that I farted out of my ass this morning, that you took advantage of my foolish drunkenness?”
Now it was my turn to hang my head and stare at my shoes.
“Yeah… and for what it is worth, I regret it and I am very very sorry.”
Then a deafening silence filled the room. I finally broke the silence with, “I don’t blame you for hating me.”
For the first time, he looked me in the eye and said, “I was mad at first, then scared…then bummed that I was too out of it to really feel it and remember it as it happened.”
More silence. Then he said, “What you did was not right… in fact it was very wrong… I don’t know if I want to continue to live here… at the same time, I used your cum from my ass to beat off just imagining what happened… I am very confused and I think it is best that we avoid each other for awhile as I… and you… think about what happened, why it happened, what does it mean if anything and what does it change, if anything.”
All I said was, “ok, and again, I am sorry.”
I don’t know if I should have shared what happened here. I went around and around about it in my head all morning. In the end, I decided to share it for two reasons. First, recounting it helps me do what Hommie suggested… think though how and why I did what I did. Second, when I created this blog I said wanted to write about “real” stuff… my real sex life. Only writing about the good stuff, and not the questionable or bad stuff is not living up to that ideal.
And, before one of you writes it in a comment, yes… I know that Hommie could have me arrested for what I did. Again, I aint proud of this shit. Also, I am tested every 6 months and my last test was last month (November)… Negative.
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lock this evening, I was just wrapping up work at the office when my phone rang with a "Unknown"*caller ID. As is my practice, I do not answer the phone unless I recognize the number. A few seconds later my phone buzzed again indicating that the caller had left a message. I listened to the message *which just said, "hi this is... we chatted online last night. I'm near *your hotel *and I was hoping we could get together. Unfortunately am very short on time and it does not look like you're available. Or, you may just not be answering your phone because I blocked the number so I will call again in a few minutes, hoping to reach you".
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*guy 5 years ago when I was working on a project in Birmingham AL. That was back when everyone used AOL chat rooms for hooking up. It was in one of these chat rooms that “V” found me and initiated a conversation that let to him driving*down to Bham two days later for our first hookup.“V” is older than me by a few years, but he takes very good care of himself and has a hot body for what is now a 50 year old man. I just have to take a moment here and say that all of you guys that are hung up on age… you don’t have a clue! Some of the best bottoms I have fucked have been older (in shape) men.
e here was taken immediately after I dumped my second load into him.
austed, and by then a very sore, “V” following the third fuck of the night.
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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.
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