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When finding a guy, hands-down the face is what attracts me to a guy first and matters most when considering if they're hot or not, and apparently the majority of my readers as well. A guy can have a hot body and nice cock, but if they're face doesn't appeal to me, I might be inclined to pull out a blindfold or garbage bag! Luckily if most of my readers were truthful, I won't need them since most say their face is their sexiest attribute.

When it comes time to play, however, the cock and hole is what matters the most, and my readers seem closely split on which one is more fun. I would guess that those who are tops probably find the hold to be the most fun, and those who bottom probably think the cock is. I was very closely split on which one I would answer as my fave, but I would give the edge to the cock... you can play with it more ways than a hole.

I'm sure many of you will be out spending this holiday weekend soaking up the summer sun, so this week's poll is about swimwear (and underwear thrown in as well).

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I get a lot of fan mail and one guy caught my attention a little more than most:

"hi. a guy i know told me about ur blog and stuff. im 18 and i live in FL tho im from CA (mvoed here a year ago with my family). anyways he mentioned u were lookin to talk to other young guys who r trying to get hiv. i dont think im really tryin to get hiv. i jsut dont care i guess u could say lol. and i guess it also kinda turns me on the thought of gettin it. but anyways i dont really know what youre lookin for or what kinda info or anything but just figured it'd be cool to write cuz its kinda cool knowin there r other young guys who think about this stuff. ttyl!"

I wanted to know more about him. I've shared my stories and opinions about barebacking and chasing, so I thought you'd like to know about some other people's stories and views. I asked him if he'd like to be interviewed for my blog and he agreed but wanted to remain anoynamous.

First thing, give me a little introduction of yourself for my readers, like your stats, sexual interests, anything else interesting and unique we should know about you. Secondly, tell us about how, why, when you got into barebacking.

"well i'm 18 and 6'1 155. im white blond with brown eyes. im actually from cali like i mentioned before but moved to fl last summer cuz my dad got a job out here. which kinda sucked cuz i still had to do my senior year of HS. so i was sorta pissed i had to leave cali and all my friends to move to a new place just for sr. year. but whatever lol i graduated and now just figurin out where to go to college. ima to CC for a semester or year before probably goin back to cali.

sexually i guess im more a bottom but i sorta gotta big dick lol so end up topping a lot just cuz guys want me to. parta how i got in to the whole bb thing i guess. because i met this older dude online he was like 28 and guys my age seem to always want me to fuck them but this guy was totally in to just fuckin me all i wanted and even finding other tops for me. we didnt rreally like talk about bb or anything but just never used rubbers when we fucked. and after we did that a few times we'd talk online or text eachother about sex when we werent hangin out and thats when he really started talkin about bareback stuff and gettin me even more turned on about it lol.

before that id only ever did shit with a bf i had out in cali. but i wasnt out of the closet in cali and so this bf was the only guy i ever did shit with and we always did it bb also but not cuz we were super in to that but because its all we really knew about haha. so it was just the normal thing to do.

but anwyays so with this freind out here in FL i started hangin with him more and more and he knew other guys he'd have come over to his place while we were fuckin around for us to have 3ways with. and we even went to orlando a few times and would have guys over at our hotel there. and it was always bb whenver we had someone over. like he'd actually post on craigslist askin for guys in to bb or go on to sites lookin for guys in to bb. which was just all real hot to me and thats what got me in to it more and more. and he'd invite guys over to fuck me. so it was hot because i was pretty much gettin fucked as much as i wanted and they were always cute guys lol. my friend is kinda loaded and so sometimes he hires an escort for me or us. but he also just seems to always have young guys around too. hes chill and cute and has a lotta money so thats prolly why lol. even tho hes older than all of us. but i think thats what really got me in to it more and more. me and him never talked about chasing or gettin poz but he did sometimes mention a guy he was chattin to online to invite over was poz and if i cared and i always said no at first but just kinda eventually stopped saying no esp. if the guy was super hot. but it was mainly when me and him would text eachother or chat online in between the times we'd hang out that he'd really start sayin kinky shit and gettin me turned on to the whole bb thing and not just like doin it to do it but thinkin about it all the time and being really really in to it"

So at first you were shy about taking a poz load, but now you're not? How did that change for you?

"it changed i guess cuz i met this dude and we would fuck around then me and him were online one nite lookin for other guys to come over to his place to fuck around with us and 1 of em we were chattin with was poz. but reaaaaaaally fukkin cute. super cute lol. my friend really wanted him over but i was a bit sketched out but ended up agreein just cuz the guy was so fukkin hot so we had him come over. n i pretty much just was only gonna top him is all i agreed to do. i thought we were both just gonna top him actualy cuz he was a vers bttm anyways. i didnt even really do nothin cept for oral at first also, but my friend fucked the dude and he fucked him bb. and so i ended up just kinda goin along and fucked him bb too. we all chiled for like 5 or 6 hours lol cuz we were just hangin and we'd fuck and hang more and watched a movie even and even went out to get food. and after we got back from gettin food we all started messin around again and my friend totally sat on the guys dick bb which kinda surprised me but didnt bother me. so i watched this dude fuck my friend and it was a turn on seein how in to it they were. the dude ended up nutting in my friend and i fucked him once more after that and i let my friend fuck me, but still didnt let that dude fuck me.

so after that me and my friend were on aim talkin and i was askin him why he let that guy fuck him and he said because he was super cute so he wanted him to fuck him and cum in him and he didnt care that he was poz. which sorta got us all talkin about the poz thing and other poz guys we knew or guys we know that we heard might be. and he just kept talkin about it and the more we chatted about it the more it turned me on thinkin about it. so we ended up meetin up with that kid again and he did fuck me and nut in me. i was still a lil freaked tho but again just chattin with my bud after just kept makin me more turned on. so we did it again with a different guy. lol.

and then actually i met even another guy online who kept talkin about it. at first we just talked about bb and how hot it was. and met up and he fucked me. and he kept talkin about how hot i was and how he wanted to see other guys fuck me. which i said was ok and i was up for that. and he kept askin what kind of guys i wanted to fuck me and asked if i was ok with any being poz. and i said it depended on the guy. which he thought was really hot that id let a poz guy fuck me if he was hot enough. and he kept bringin that up sayin he wanted to do it and eventualy he told me he was poz and it ended up just turnin me on more lol. so i guess thats how it changed haha"

Did you ever end up letting the poz guy have his friends fuck you while he watched?

"ya i did. the first time he just had 1 friend over and then 1 more time after that he had that same dude plus 1 other guy over

actually im sposed to meet him friday also to do it agian lol"

What would be your ultimate fantasy?

"to be gangbanged by a buncha guys like as much as 20 or 30 lol all of em cummin in me. theyd all be hot and some would be poz but i wouldnt know which ones were and which ones werent"

I've also had that fantasy :-) If and when you test poz, how do you think that will change your life, both sexually and elsewise?

"ya its a hot fantasy lol. i duno really. i mean i know a buncha poz guys already so i figure that i can still meet guys easy n date em n shit like that. i mean i know there will be some differences of course and i see online guys that r pretty hardcore about only bein with neg guys n shit. then of course theres health stuff. but i think itll really mean i can do a lot more sexually n just do what i wanna do and be all crazy n shit haha"

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To say that Matt Hughes is packing some massive meat in his pants is an understatement. He sports one of the biggest cocks in the porn world and has unofficially acquired the nick name "The 11 inch fuck stud." It's also the title of the new Eurocreme movie featuring Matt in every scene.

Even though he doesn't have the cutest face or the hottest body in the world of porn, I've become drawn to him recently because I started to relentlessly fantasize about an old fuck bud of ours who much like Matt wasn't the best looking of our tricks, but was packing an advertised 11" cock, although unlike most gay ads I'm sure it was bigger. He had to be more modest in his ads not to scare people off! Neither Matt or our fuck bud were bad looking by any means though, very much the average boy next door, maybe a little rough around the edges, but with a cock and the talent to more than make up for it. And if they did have the cutest face or hottest bods in the world, then I'd probably pass them up as being "too perfect."

Normally I get apprehensive about guys bigger than 8" because unless they really are talented at using it, it doesn't feel good at all! Unfortunately, many guys with big dicks don't bother honing their topping skills since we're all just supposed to worship their big dicks anyway. Our 11" fuck bud was one of the best fucks I've ever had, and after watching Matt work over many comparatively tiny holes, I think about that fuck and start to salivate at the fantasy of bending over and getting my ass stretched open wide and deep for either of their industrial sized tools.

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If you're heading out to the beach to soak up the summer sun this weekend, put on your sexiest trunks since that's what most of my readers like best. Personally, I think I look best in trunks anyway, but I prefer checking out a hot swimmer boy in a pair of bikini shorts.

This week's poll is all about the many different flavors of the gay rainbow and which you prefer sampling. There's really more out there than a Baskin Robbins shop and I'd love a chance to sample them all ;-)

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Around the time that I started doing the inverview with the young cumdump, I got the following email from a guy who just wants to be identified as a 29 year old in California:

"How goes it? Just wanted to write in real quick and say how much I love your blog. Chaser here, too. Started when I was 19. Culminated in a gangbang at a bathhouse when I was 22 in which I took over 20 loads - all anonymously. To be honest, haven't been tested since then. Don't know if I'm still poz or neg or what. But I can hardly turn down a load, and love giving them also. 29 here and love breeding younger guys too. Dump a load in to twinks at least 2-3 times a week.

Again, just wanted to write and say how hot I think your blog is and how cool it is to read guys doing, today, what I was doing when I was in college :)"

I knew that I wanted to find out more about this guy, so I asked him if he would do a similar interview. He emphatically agreed saying, "I love talking about it with fellow guys that understand and are in to it "

First thing, give me a little introduction of yourself for my readers, like your stats, sexual interests, anything else interesting and unique we should know about you. Secondly, tell us about how, why, when you got into barebacking.

"As for stats, just turned 29 exactly a month ago. I'm 6'0'', 190, brown hair and eyes, mixed race (3/4 white, 1/4 hawaiian), 7.5c and pretty thick. As for sexual interests - just about anything, apart from scat, blood and paid. Love groups, bb, ws, gloryholes, anonymous scenes, taking pics and vids, roleplay, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism. I don't do drugs, though, so no PnP.

I work in the IT field.

The very first time I got fucked, it was bareback. But it wasn't overtly bareback, really, which is to say it just kind of happened that way rather than was purposefully intended to be that way. At least, as far as I was concerned. I was 16 and it was with a neighbor who was about 35. I ran in to him out on the street, walking his dog in the middle of the night, as I was stumbling home drunk from a party. He offered to let me sober up at his place so that I wouldn't get busted by my parents and eventually was all over me and ended up fucking and cumming in me.

I didn't do anything else with anyone until I went in to the military after high school, but by that point had become super paranoid about STDs so always did stuff safe. Even one time when I sucked some guys dick at an adult bookstore during a weekend liberty from base, I was freaked out for the next few weeks thinking I'd caught something. So I was pretty hardcore in to condoms for another year after that. Plus, I was super paranoid being in the military and so didn't have much sex anyways.

At 19, I was still in the military but stationed in CA. And I had some independence, living with some friends instead of in military housing. So I was spending a lot of time online looking for guys. The first time I bb'ed at this point, it was with a guy who lived really close and actually worked at the same base I was stationed at (he was a civilian, though). He picked me up and took me to his place and fucked me without a condom. I remember thinking how odd that was but didn't say anything about it or ask him to stop. What was noticeably different, however, was that I didn't get all that freaked out by it. Not even afterwards. So it didn't turn me on fiercely, but didn't bother me much, either.

Shortly after that, I met a guy online that opened me up to a lot of stuff. He loved having me come fuck him, but didn't top. So, instead, he'd invite guys over to fuck me after I got done fucking him. He was about 30 or so and really dug having some 19yo military guy around that was so up for trying out just about anything. In fact, one night he hosted an orgy at his place and invited me to it and I fucked about 3 guys that night and got fucked by 4 or 5. All bareback. I still didn't really get that bareback was this big deal or that all the guys at the party were expressly in to that and that's what they were there for. I just figured no one got around to pulling out condoms or that everyone was screened beforehand or something hehe. I was pretty clueless. It was really at that party that I first started to genuinely get turned on by having a guy cum inside me. It wasn't the cum shooting in to me so much as just the knowledge that a guy was cumming in me and having him continue fucking me to the point of cumming. It just tripped a switch in me, I guess. The previous times the guy would invite dudes over to fuck me before that orgy, it was hot and all. And always bareback. But more as a matter of routine than anything else. At that orgy, however, I really began to get turned on by cumming in guys and having guys cum in me and so I think that's really the point where I started to purposefully go out and seek giving and getting loads, rather than just happening to do so because no one got around to pulling out condoms.

In fact, it was about 6 months later (had just turned 20) that I met a different guy in an AOL chat room that started to amp things up even more for me. He wasn't my usual type, but had a huge cock. At least 10''. And I'd made up my mind that day that I wanted to get fucked by the biggest dick I could find online and it was his haha. We didn't really talk about bb beforehand, but once I was at his place and we were working up to him fucking me, he started talking about it. He spend a good while playing with and rimming my ass and kept talking about how much he wanted to cum inside me. He got pretty graphic with it all and was really turning me on, and eventually I was begging him to "Breed me" and other things he was getting me to say. It hurt like hell when he fucked me and he was by far the biggest dick I'd ever taken, but I just took it nonetheless because I was so turned on. He kept talking about breeding me, filling me up, and other such stuff that I'd never really heard before but that was turning me on more and more. After he came in me and I had cum also, we chatted a bit before I left. He told me about barebackcity.com, which isn't around anymore, and said I should check it out. To give you an idea of how clueless I was still, I thought "bareback city" must actually be a physical place haha. Like a small town or something. I didn't realize it was just a hookup site (I also didn't realize what "party" meant and just figured if you liked to go to parties, you "paried" haha. And literally thought "watersports" was guys who were in to surfing and stuff. I was so naive and clueless on that stuff, yet such a hornball at the same time). Once I joined that site, though, I was hooked.

About a week after I got fucked by the 10'' dick dude, I spent a whole day getting fucked by random guys. What I'd actually done was lined up a bunch of hookups for the day, and went from one guys place to another guys place, getting fucked over and over. All bareback. I spaced all the hookups out by about 45mins and just went from one place to the next. Most were from barebackcity.com, others from AOL and gay.com. If a guy would flake or I'd have some time to kill, I'd just run to the nearest Kinkos, get on one of their computers, and line up someone else. haha.

So around then was the time I just started really going after BB and seeking it out and not wanting to use condoms at all. I got tested about 2 years after all that craziness (and 2 years full of even more bb) and was still neg. Kind of blew me away. But haven't been tested since then. Back then, I was still kind of making it a point to go after guys that said they were neg and play that game. But I can save the rest, including when that aspect changed, for the next e-mail I'd mentioned going to a bathhouse in my first e-mail, when I took a ton of loads. That was right after getting out of the military (I was discharged because of some sports-related injuries). But again, can save that for another e-mail if you're interested.

So... there wasn't necessarily a full trigger. Just a progression in to barebacking, really. Various things that added up to it, with particular experiences really standing out."

Wow.. that was quite the story! You implied that you're no longer just after the neg loads?

"Thanks! I had fun reliving it and writing it out! Yeah, I no longer care about whether a guy is poz or neg. All I care about is getting the load. A couple times, I've even found myself more turned on knowing the guy was poz and wanting his load even more because of that. But, for the most part, it's more about just not caring either way. Neg, poz, unsure, whatever. I still want the load. I can't really say how many poz loads I've taken. I'd been in a couple group scenes where I've taken a few, as the younger bottom and center of attention where the whole point was to have the poz guys fuck me. And some other groups where I had guys hint that they were poz while fucking me or after they came in me. And even hooked up with guys that didn't tell me they were poz, but that I knew were through mutual friends or from having seen them online somewhere.

It's not so much that I go out and actively seek poz loads. It's more that I will take just about any load from any guy I am already attracted to enough to hook up with (or sometimes even any load, no matter who the guy is, just because I'm feeling particularly slutty and want any load I can get), and have found myself even more turned on after finding out the guy is poz. Like, I already thought the guy was cute and was already arranging to hook up with him. And either before, during, or after we hook up, I find out he's poz and that just turns me on more, though I was going to hook up with him regardless. I'm hoping I'm expressing that in a way that makes sense haha."

Do you remember when you first knowingly took a poz load from an openly poz guy? How did you feel before, during and after?

"I do, actually. I was 22. It was from a friend of this guy I used to fuck. This guy was my age and an escort (I didn't hire him, but it's what he did for a living), and I'm assuming was negative (he said he was). We would get together quite a lot, and always flip fuck bb. I went to his place every other week or so, and would usually stay all night. Sometimes he'd even have a client over that we'd tagteam or have fuck us. But he also was friends with this other twink that was poz and who would occasionally come over to buy some weed. But we'd never fuck or anything. Just polite smalltalk. I knew he was poz before I ever met him, as my friend said something like "This cute twink friend is coming over to buy some weed. He's cute but poz." He was cute as fuck, though, and something about him being poz just turned me on. I remember the first time I met him, I kept looking at him and wondering how he became poz, running all these wild scenarios through my head, and it just turned me on immensely. He came over a couple more times (and actually, whenever I'd go hang out with my friend I'd always hope he'd be there or come by), but nothing happened. I even looked him up on an escort site, and his listing said he was poz. Though his real name was Josh, he had some cheesy porny escort name hehe. I didn't hire him though, and just kept hoping something would happen when we came across one another at my friend's. Finally, he ended up coming over one time, again to buy weed, and my friend didn't have any on him. He did arrange to go meet a client, though, and get paid in pot. So he left for an hour, and it was just me and the poz twink that stayed behind at his house. It was a bit awkward because we didn't know eachother too well, and so again mostly made smalltalk. He eventually started asking what me and my friend would do all day and night while hanging out, though. I was kind of embarrassed to tell him, thinking he wasn't in to the fact that we'd hang out and just fuck and exchange loads all day and night and occasionally have other guys over. Since he'd never participated in any of it with us - despite having been over a few times - I just assumed he wasn't the least bit in to that kind of stuff. Instead of reacting badly, though, he seemed to get a real kick out of it and once we started talking about that kind of stuff, we got way more comfortable with one another and actually started to have a fun convo. I asked him why he never joined us. He said something along the lines of, "You couldn't have your little bareback parties if i was there because I'm poz", but I just responded that I didn't care about that. He looked at me a little funny, and was like, "Oh, really?". I said, "Yeah. You're hot. I'd do it all with you". Mind you, none of this was like some pre-seduction conversation haha. It wasn't all hot and steamy in the room. Rather, we were kind of laughing and giggling while saying it all, as if just playing around and having fun. But there was clearly a bit of tension there and some truth to what we were each saying, despite the laughs and joking tones. He mentioned that Chris (the friend out getting the weed from the client) wasn't in to the poz thing, so I said back that we should have our own fun without him at some point. We ended up exchanging AIM names and cell #s, but not doing anything that day. We kept talking about it until my friend came back, though. By that point, we'd pretty much agreed we both thought one another was cute, and thought so when we first saw one another the first time he'd come over to buy weed, and wanted to hook up. We also (again, in a joking tone but with some real intent behind it) talked about how we wanted to fuck one another bb. He even mentioned he did similar things with other poz boys (spending all day and night hanging out and fucking raw), and sometimes neg guys that knew and were ok with it. Eventually, our friend came back, though, and so he ended up getting his weed and leaving, but giving me a look and mouthing, "Call me" as we said bye. I called him the very next day hehe. We just chitchatted, but neither of us brought up the bb stuff. We did talk about how we should hang out the upcoming weekend, though. He was going to Vegas with a client for a few days and so couldn't get together until he got back. While in Vegas, though, he was online all the time. I guess his client was there for a convention and so he had nothing to do during the day but sit around the hotel room (he wasn't 21 and so couldn't gamble or go out) and wait for the client to get back at night. It was during these daytime AIM conversations that we'd get all dirty. He would repeatedly ask if I really wanted to fuck bb, if I'd really let him cum in me, if I was really neg, and so on. We'd also share stories about wild shit we'd done before, and wild shit we still wanted to do. He mentioned not really having any idea who pozzed him, as he'd been doing all kinds of stuff for a couple years and so it could have been any number of people, from boyfriends to clients to total strangers or random hookups. Like me, he didn't party. Just weed. In fact, our little joke with one another is that we should get together "nP" - just the "and Play" part of the "Party and Play" thing, because we didn't do any hard drugs or party, but we still did the "and Play" portion involving hours and hours and perhaps even a couple days of just straight, raw, sex with a bunch of guys hehe. Our AIM convos were always full of things like, "I can't wait to breed you", "I can't wait for your load", "I want your poz load" and stuff like that. Pretty hot shit, actually. lol. Anyways, we set up a "date" for when he got back from Vegas, and ended up getting together at his place. He lived with a roommate who was also an escort, and also poz. A year or two older than he was, and also quite cute. I was actually the one that fucked him first, and came in him. Complete with tons of dirty talk. We took a small break after that, just watching some bb porn and going online to talk to other guys. We'd discussed possibly finding some other boys to have over during the course of the night so were feeling out prospects. A quick sidenote... at one point his roommate had a trick over. Josh and I were in the kitchen making drinks when the boy showed up, and I immediately recognized him. He was actually the ex boyfriend of another, fairly close friend. 20, super cute, and lived near me. So it was a bit awkward when he came in and we saw one another because we both knew what we were doing there. But he quickly went in to the other bedroom with the roommate to do their thing. Josh and I went back to his room, where Josh told me that boy would come over regularly, and would always leave with his roommates load in him. Josh had even fucked and cum in him once. The dude knew they were poz, and they assumed he was (though I'd never heard any mention of that, or of my friend that he was exes with being poz). It had quite an impression on me at the time, though, because I imagined all these cute guys I knew not only being in to taking or giving loads, but also possibly being poz or at least taking poz loads. Prior to that, I'd always kept my "friend life" and my "bb fuckbuddy life" separate. And actually feared what might happen if they came across one another or I ever ran in to some guy who knew what a slut I was while out with friends or something. So it was a cool moment, and a hot one. I was so turned on thinking about my friend's hot ex taking poz loads, possibly being poz, and even my friend possibly having done it all too. Back to me and Josh, though. hehe. I'd shot my load in him soon after getting to his place, but he'd had yet to cum in me or cum at all, in fact. We'd chatted with a couple guys online, and he pointed out some that he knew were poz or that he'd fucked around with before (turns out I recognized or knew a couple of them, too). We talked about possibly having some over later that night, but he wanted to fuck me first. There was no, "Are you sure you want it?" talk or anything like that. All that had been taken care of before I even showed up at his place that day. In actuality, despite how much we'd talk about the poz thing, that wasn't why we were hooking up - which is to say, I wasn't there to take his load because I wanted his poz load, and he wasn't there to fuck me because he wanted to cum in a neg guy. It was more like the poz factor was a non-issue, and we both just wanted to fuck and swap loads all night regardless of status. When we'd even bring up the poz thing or mention it, it was comparable to if we were just talking about big dicks or something. Just another detail about or aspect of a guy. It was more about the raw, marathon bareback sex, with the fact that he was poz and I was neg just being a non issue. As if we were both neg, or both poz. Granted, I definitely found myself turned on knowing I was going to get fucked by this hot poz boy. And he mentioned being turned on by knowing I was neg, knew he was poz, and that I was going to still take his load. But we didn't keep bring up the poz/neg stuff or any of that. We were just having fun. Funny enough... my first ever, known poz load is a bit anticlimactic. After this big, long story! We were playing with eachothers dicks while sitting in front of the computer looking at guys. I fingered his hole some, feeling the load I'd shot in there earlier. I'd even put my finger in his ass, pull it out, and let him suck on it. Finally, we moved from the computer to the bed, and he said he wanted to fuck me now. I was on my back, legs up, and he lubed his dick up and slid in to me. He was leaning forward and we were kissing, and after about a half dozen pumps he froze. He told me not to move either. He was so close to cumming but didn't want to yet lol. I guess he was so worked up that he hadn't even been in me for a minute and already was about to cum. It was incredibly cute and hot. "Don't move! I'm too close!" I couldn't resist, though, so started clenching my ass and moving my hips as I just smiled at him and kind of chuckled. "Fuck!! You fucker!" he half yelled/half laughed. I said, "Do it! Just do it!" and so he gave a couple quick thrusts, and started shooting his load in to me. I can't say I could feel his cum spraying in me. But I definitely felt his dick pulsing as he shot. It was awesome. He collapsed on top of me, his head on my chest, and we started giggling again. I poked fun at him for cumming so quick, and played angry at how I didn't stop moving like he asked. All very hot, but also very lighthearted. We were having tons of fun. He kept his dick in me, though, and was still fairly hard. We made out for awhile, with him on top of me like that. We made some comments back and forth about how I finally got his load and how he finally got to shoot his in me. Even a quick comment about how I could end up poz from it. We fucked a lot more that night, and even messed around with the roommate. We had 2 guys over that we found online, as well. Also, Josh and I got together probably 8 or 10 more times to have our little day-long sex sessions. I stopped meeting up with Chris because I figured he wouldn't want to get with me anymore anyways, since I'd been trading loads with his poz friend."

Do you think you'll get tested soon? How do you think your life will change, sexually and otherwise, if you test poz?

"Probably not. I have no real desire to or interest in getting tested.

If I were to get in a relationship with someone and it mattered to them that I get tested, then I'd probably do it.

I'm not naive about things and know that there are real implications to things and life couldn't help but change. That's just the reality of things. There would be health concerns, financial, social, etc. At the same time, though, I guess you could say that I've chosen to live life in a way that just involves doing what I want to do and disregarding status. I could go on and on and on about how I feel about the whole condom/HIV thing and peoples' mentalities and mindsets regarding that, as well as what we're almost conditioned to believe and think and feel about it all. How we're almost held hostage by it as well as how this insane focus on condoms!condoms!condoms! has really been, in my opinion, more detrimental than anything else. But I would imagine you're probably not interested in that, at least for your blog, so I'll skip all that stuff hehe. But I could go on and on about what I feel the deeper reasons are that barebacking has become so popular and how much of that came out of the obsession with safe sex and condoms.

I know there are a lot of insanely fun things, as well as really awesome people, I never would have come across had I been obsessed with status. I simply disregard it - my own and others. And, I also make it quite obvious in my online profiles as well as the manner in which I speak to others that 1) I don't know my status 2) I engage in risky behavior. So, guys I hook up with know it's possible I could be poz already. Sex partners, at least. My "friend and coworker" associates have no clue hehe."

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A few weekends back, Zach and I decided to get away to visit a friend in another city and while there get loaded up by as many guys as we could. We were there for three nights and we had already pre-arranged that the first night we would be our friend's bottom bitches for him and any of his friends to use as they wanted. Our friend is also a barebacker and gets around the city a lot so we figured he could hook us up. The second night we wanted to hit up a bath house, since neither of us had been to one yet, and the last night we just left open to see what might come our way. We had been chatting with people online the week leading up to it so we had quite a few possibilities... too many to get to in such a short time we realized, so we just started telling guys to come out the bathhouse the night we were going to be there and find us.

The night before we left I was being a greedy bottom who didn't want to wait for the weekend, so Zach called up one of his friends who had been wanting to fuck me for several months now. I was warned that he was big and rough, but I figured it would be a good way to break me in for the weekend so I could take anything. Unfortunatley I wasn't as prepared physically as I was mentally that night and he ended up tearing up my hole pretty bad. The next day while at work I was in pain all day and couldn't even stand to go to the bathroom, so I held it off as long as possible. I was pissed at myself. We made the quick decision to go on with our weekend anyway, but if I wasn't able to bottom, then Zach would get to be the featured bottom all weekend, and possibly try to catch up to my numbers for the year... after all, he is supposed to be the bigger bottom than me! And of course I certainly don't mind watching him get fucked, and to watch him get gang banged by a bunch of strangers had been a fantasy for a long time.

As soon as we arrived at our destination, our friend wasted no time in getting us "comfortable" for the evening. Within the first hour he and his roommate had tagged Zach for two loads each. They both tried to venture a finger or two up and around my hole, but I winced in pain and they realized it wasn't worth pursuing any more. They were both disappointed since they had both fucked Zach before, but never me.

It was late at night when we got there, so they weren't able to round up many guys for the party. He did get about a half dozen guys to drop by, mostly on their way home from the bar. The only one that was really memorable was a hot latin guy with about a 10" cock. He also had a washboard set of abs and really perky dark nipples. He also had a great smile and even though he could look intimidating at first and was very aggressive top, he was very friendly, conversive, and gentle at the same time. As he was leaving he winced at me and said I was lucky to have such a "hot bitch." That I am.

Our friend added another load towards the end, and I finished off with a huge load of my own that I had been edging up all night. By that point Zach already had 13 loads in him. We finally went to bed about 4 AM. Later on I was awakened by Zach and our friend fucking in bed next to me. I sort of watched and made out with them as they were fucking, but as soon as they were done I fell back to sleep. Late in the morning our friend crawled back into bed with us to wake us up to a morning threeway, when he and I double fucked Zach and came at almost the exact same time. 16 loads.

To be continued...

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I will no longer be adding to this blog. It's been almost a year since I started writing and I've loved the experience. I've learned and shared a lot by doing this, so I consider my goal met. I was going to carry out the blog until the end of the year, but there were numerous factors in my ending this early, the least of which was the fact that I have not had the time to put into writing detailed and meaningful entries. The time spent doing this takes away from actually having sex and spending time with Zach, and I have other personal hobbies that are desiring my attention as well.

I know many of you will be disappointed. I received a lot of email (over a hundred and counting) from fans over the last week in support of me and what I'm doing. I'm letting you know however, that I'm going to try something new so that all of you can still get your TOXICtwinks fix... twitter. I can still keep ya up to date on all the hot raw slutty action going on in my life without taking a ton of time for me. If you've followed me on here, please start following me at http://twitter.com/toxictwinks

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I've been inspired by the various blogs I read from people recording their sexploits.

I am 18 years old. I live in Manhattan. I am currently in college. And I'm a slut. I cruise for sex online as well as other places, always looking for my next hookup.

My friends don't really know how much of a slut I am. They know, for instance, that I'm gay and I have a preference for men older than myself, but they don't know that I have slept with men old enough to be my grandfather. They don't know that I cruise online. They also don't know that, once in a while, I like to fuck/get fucked bareback. It gets kind of irritating hiding all this from them, so why not put it on the internet for the entire world to read?

I intend to document my sexual encounters in this blog. I will not lie. I will not stretch the truth. Names of people (and maybe some locations) may be changed, but you can rest assured that everything in this blog will be 100% fact.

Perhaps some background of myself is in order. I grew up in suburbia. I always knew I was gay. I started cruising online when I was 14. I wasn't actively looking for sex necessarily, but more like looking around to see what was going on. But after a short while, I started having the urge to experiment. I rarely lied about my age online, so I had a lot of older men messaging me, looking to have sex with a 14-year-old. Oddly enough, I didn't find it creepy; I found it exciting. I finally decided to meet up with one after school one day. (This was my freshman year of high school.) Basically, we met up, went into the woods in a local park and sucked each other off. He also rimmed me for the first time, which was amazing. We met up a second time when I was 15 and he was the first guy to fuck me. It was unprotected. He was around 45 years old. Very sexy with a nice-sized cock with a very big head. He didn't seem like a predator or a creepy pedophile; obviously, he is, but he was very sweet. We still keep in contact to this day.

That's how it all started. Since then, I've found lots of guys online, all old enough to be my father, some older. I've had sex with men in parks, public restrooms, apartments, hotels, bathhouses, pretty much anywhere. I've had threesomes, foursomes and moresomes. I've topped. I've bottomed. I've done both simultaneously. I've roleplayed. (If I had a penny for every time I've screamed "Daddy"...) I've swallowed. I've spit. I've had married men. I've had fathers. I've had college professors (not my own... yet). I've had Wall Street businessmen. I've had men in their offices during the workday. I've barebacked/been barebacked. I've had restaurant waiters when they should have been serving customers. I've had anonymous men in my mother's house while she was out or upstairs sleeping. I've done a lot.

I'm 18 years old.

Who links to me?

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On Saturday, I met up with one of my regular daddies. He's in his late 50s/early 60s, but he's in excellent shape. He's from out of state but he comes to NYC weekly, usually. We don't get together every time he comes into the city, but sometimes we do. He called to tell me that he was hosting a small group in his hotel room this time. Every time we've hooked up in the past, it's just been us. He said there were two other daddies and two other boys coming. I know not to expect all parties to show up at a group event like this, so I took what he said with a grain of salt.

Lo and behold, when I show up at the room ten minutes late, I'm the first one there. One of the other daddies canceled and another one is AWOL; he never returned Daddy's calls. The other two boys should be showing up sometime soon. So, Daddy and I play around for a little bit. He's wearing a shirt and white boxer-briefs. We start making out and touching each other, grabbing each other's asses and hardening cocks. I get on my knees for a taste of his dripping cock.

A few minutes later, one of the boys shows up. I realize that Daddy clearly has a type; this boy looks just like me! Of course, he's even slimmer and has a better body, but whatever. Instead of me being bitter, I'm intimidated. He's cuter than me and he's in better shape. But he's in his mid-20s, so I automatically win in my mind. We say hello, then they begin kissing for a while. The boy decides to go freshen up. During this period, Daddy comes back to me and we start fooling around on the couch. He takes off my jeans and I'm left in my sweater and my cute little American Apparel briefs. He pulls them down just enough so only my butt is out, then pushes my legs up over my head and starts to rim me. I absolutely love when he does this. The boy comes back and is just watching. Daddy and I kiss some more, then he goes back to my butt. Eventually, Daddy sits back on the couch next to me and I take off my briefs. The boy undoes his pants and comes over. He gets on his knees and starts blowing Daddy. I play with Daddy's nipples while he's getting blown.

We decide to migrate to the bed. The boy doesn't seem very interested in me. I don't think it's personal; I just think he's more into daddies than younger guys. I have no problem with that. But he and I kiss a little bit and suck each other for a short while anyway. Daddy begins to eat his ass out and they boy asks him, "Can you fuck tonight?" Daddy replies affirmatively and the boy asks him to get a condom. This stood out to me because this daddy and I usually fuck bare, and I didn't realize that he didn't mind using condoms. Daddy wrapped it up and got himself and the boy lubed, put the boy's legs on his shoulders and pushed himself into the boy in one go. The boy was loving it. They fucked like that for a minute until the boy decided he wanted to ride it. He got on top and rode Daddy's cock like it was going out of style. After a few minutes, he shot his load all over his leg and Daddy's stomach. He went to go clean up, but Daddy and I were still ready for more.

Daddy and I kissed and he went and ate out my ass some more. Somewhere in this period, the other boy left! We had no idea that he left, but that was okay... More for me! Daddy was ready to fuck some more, so I asked him to get a condom. He got one, and before he opened the package, he decided to tease me a little, so he put my legs on his shoulders and started rubbing his cockhead on my hole. I couldn't resist, so I pushed my ass against him and let the head slip in. I have a tendency of doing this; letting guys fuck me bare for a few seconds before they put on the condom. I don't know why. Well, once he was inside me, it felt too good to pass up, so I told him to forget the condom. I don't know what it is about this daddy, but he is a ridiculously good fuck. He's not very big at all, but he knows how to work an ass... and it takes him FOREVER to cum.

I've never been fucked for such a long time. He fucked me in various positions at various intensities at various speeds for at least an hour and a half straight. Occasionally, he'd pull out for a bit, but he would make sure that my hole was occupied by his fingers, usually one or two. By the end of the night, he had three fingers slipping in and out of me with such ease that I didn't even bat an eye. This was a bit startling to me, considering I'm quite tight and two fingers is usually a bit of a difficulty. My ass was so stretched out compared to its usual state. He had me grabbing the sheets, biting the pillows, screaming my head off, and literally begging for his cock. Sometimes when I'm getting fucked, I like to play up the aspect of being a cockwhore, you know? I really do want it, but I like to play it up just a tad so the guy that's fucking me gets really into it because he sees how much I'm enjoying it. There was no pretense here. I was a legit cockwhore. I felt like an addict that needed more and more and more of my drug. I've never been such an aggressive bottom, pulling him deeper into me, not allowing him to pull out of me when he needed a break, grunting and sweating and NEEDING cock inside of me. I was possessed. And I loved every moment.

It wasn't until the end of the hour and a half that I started to ride him and that set me over the edge. I shot a crazy load all over his chest and stomach and my legs were shaking like an earthquake. I came so hard and screamed so loud that I am positive the people staying next door heard me. Well, they probably heard me screaming and the bed banging against the wall for the entire hour and a half. I got off of Daddy's cock and we cuddled for a few minutes before I attempted to walk and hop into the shower. Then I realized: Daddy still hadn't cum! I apologized and he assured me that there were no worries. "It takes me forever to cum," he said.

I left the hotel with Jell-O legs. My ass was incredibly sore, but that's just the sign of a good fuck.

I wonder when Daddy's coming back into town...

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Okay, three posts in one day (well, kind of... it's officially Wednesday, but I have yet to go to bed). A lot, I know, but I really get a kick out of this. It's kind of liberating (and titillating) to write about and relive the things I have done. This post is about something new to me. It happened last week with a Daddy, whom we shall call Professor Daddy, that I have been hooking up with for a while now. He and I have grown to have a mutual friendship besides our sexual relationship, despite the age gap. I have come to really trust him and have a great rapport with him.

Prof. Daddy loves my ass. Really. Once when we hooked up, I wasn't really in the mood to get fucked (hey, it happens) and he just couldn't cum. He was so looking forward to fucking my ass and he was a little disappointed when he found out he wouldn't be getting it. I felt bad. Oh, I didn't give in, but I assured him that I would make up for it. Anyway, so last week, we were having sex (I let him fuck me bare) when I got an idea. "I can trust you, right, Daddy?" I asked as I was on my back getting pounded. "Of course you can," he replies. "Do you promise, Daddy?" "Yes, I promise," he says. After a slight pause, I asked a question I had never asked before. "Will you cum inside me, Daddy?" This was completely new territory for me. I've been fucked bareback a bunch of times by a few different guys, but they had all agreed to pull out before they shot their loads. I had always wanted to have a guy cum in my ass, but I wanted to wait until it was one that I trusted. Prof. Daddy was the one.

"Please, Daddy?" "Only if you want me to." It was nice that he made sure I wanted it, rather than just immediately unload in my hole. I begged for his cum in my ass while he continued to pound me. Finally, those familiar moans and shudders came and I realized that my dream was coming true; a man was actually dumping his load deep inside of me. This gave me such an incredible rush. I love feeling like a dirty whore when I'm getting fucked and getting breeded was the pinnacle of such a feeling. I felt like a disgusting cumdump, a cheap slut that needed constant loads squirted in his ass. And I loved it. After he finished and pulled out, I dug some cum out of my ass with my fingers and slurped it up as I jacked myself off. I was in complete ecstasy. I shot my load all over myself as my fingers were deep in my hole, playing with the cum that was freshly deposited inside.

After a short break, Prof. Daddy and I went for round two. He jackhammered my ass doggy-style and gave me a second load up my ass, at which point I proceeded to fish the cum out of my hole and feed it to myself again as I had another mind-blowing orgasm.

I think, for right now at least, he'll be the only guy I let cum inside me.

There's nothing better than walking out of a man's apartment and smirking at the doorman as you pass by, knowing that you just finished being the biggest whore you could be... especially when there's a fresh load or two inside of you.

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I'm frustrated. Sexually frustrated. Very sexually frustrated. I have a girl-friend in town visiting, so she has been staying in my dorm for the past two nights (tonight is the third) and I want to get laid. I never get laid in my room; I haven't hooked up with anyone at my school and I've never brought anyone back to my room, but I'd just like to be able to get naked and masturbate while cruising online. Is that so much to ask? I'm lucky because I don't have a roommate, so I am free to live life in my dorm room as I please. But when I do have to share it, I get irritated. I am constantly horny and I need to constantly... well, get myself off, be it alone or with others. So, you can imagine my frustration when I say that today will be the third day that I haven't jerked off.

I'm starting to try and hookup with some guys at my school. I've always been intimidated by guys my own age. If you point out a graying, middle-aged man and tell me to bed him, that's a piece of cake. But ask me to do the same to one of my peers and I get flustered. But lately, I've been using intoxication as an excuse for my uncharacteristic behavior. There is some kid that goes to my school (we'll name him Skater). Skater has the potential to be really cute. He's got long shaggy hair, dresses in your typical skater clothes, but isn't very impressive. If he cut his hair and put on some nice clothes, everyone would be fawning over him. But for some reason, I'm able to see his potential clearly. Anyway, Skater says he's straight but I'm not the only one that thinks he could be curious, so last night, I got trashed with some friends. Skater was there. I flirted with him openly, which included touching his chest and his stomach, telling him that he is cute, etc. At one point, he was talking to someone else and, for some reason, lifted up his shirt to reveal his smooth chest and treasure trail. I told him not to do that in front of me again or else I'd molest him, but he just laughed and said, "That's fine." So, later, I told him that I wanted to talk to him, so I pulled him aside and gave a small preamble, blaming my excessive alcohol intake for anything offensive that may come out of my mouth. I then asked him flat out, "Do you like boys?" He answered "no," which was quite disappointing, but I followed up with, "Hmm... okay. Well, if you decide you might want to think about that again, you have my number." He wasn't the least bit offended, freaked out, or otherwise. In fact, tonight I got a little tipsy again and he was there, slightly drunk, and we were talking just as normal. He would occasionally put a hand on my laugh while laughing and the like, so I'm definitely not giving up anytime soon. I will get his dick in my mouth. I promise.

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Maybe trying to hookup with Skater wasn't such a good idea. I sent him a message online (claiming that I was still drunk) hinting not-so-subtly that if he started questioning his sexuality, or if he just was horny, that he could give me a call. I didn't get a response. I wrote an apology the next day, saying that I would never write anymore messages to anyone when I was drunk because I didn't want to embarrass myself anymore. He didn't reply to that one either.

A daddy that I haven't met yet wrote me online looking to hookup tonight. It was kind of last minute, so I wasn't able to, but I hope to meet him soon.

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Is it bad that I am so excited that my blog has already been read by (at least) two bloggers I admire? One put me on his blogroll and another told me that he wants to fuck me! I'm an attention-whore already (kind of) and this is definitely fueling that. Now, regarding the latter blogger, I truly don't know if I could meet up with him. He's on a pedestal in my book and I would truly hate to be a disappointment to him. It's almost as if I don't consider myself worthy enough to be with him. And he would, most likely, want to cum inside me, but I've just started letting one guy do that... I don't know if I'm ready just yet to start letting random guys do it.

I don't think I could ever be as much of a slut as I dream of being. I can definitely fuck guys I meet online, etc., but I have dreams of being really nasty. Like, getting a hotel room and posting an ad on Craigslist, allowing guys to come over freely and use me, protected or unprotected. I dream of going to a bathhouse and getting a room, laying on my stomach and leaving the door wide open. I dream of letting any man cum inside of me. But I don't think I could ever follow through. I'm sorry to be so wanh-wanh right now, but I've been grappling with myself about it lately. I just have a family and a career ahead of me and I would hate to do anything that would be detrimental. So, I'll be a slut, don't you worry... just not one of those completely nasty ones.

You know what else I dream of? Getting paid for all this. I've had sex with so many men from online that I look back and wish that I had charged them. But they probably wouldn't have paid when they can just hop back online and find someone that won't charge them. I want to be able to go over to a guy's apartment/hotel room and be of service to him (like I usually do) and walk out of there with a little extra cash in my pocket. I wouldn't charge outrageous prices or anything. It'd just be a little bit of extra income for a struggling college student.

Skater and I haven't spoken still. We've seen each other around campus and in classes and nodded or said "Hey," but that was the extent of it. So, I don't think I've completely botched that acquaintance, but I think it sustained a little damage.

I, unfortunately, haven't gotten laid in a little while, so there aren't any experiences for me to share with you. But don't you fret... as soon as I have one, you'll be the first to know.

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I spent the night with Out-of-Town Daddy the other night. We had previously discussed the possibility of this happening, but it just hadn't happened yet. I went over to his hotel at around 11:00pm and we had quite the romp. We started with lots of deep kissing, touching, body contact, sucking. He proceeded to rim me for a good ten to fifteen minutes before he started rubbing his cock on my hole. Somehow, the idea of me fucking him came up and he was into it. He lubed up, I put on a condom and he sat on my cock and rode it for a good while. I've topped before and it was good, but it's been better before. He really wanted to get in my ass, so before either of us could cum, he got off my cock and started fingering me. I told him I was ready for it, so I had him put on a condom (I had prepared myself for getting fucked, but for some reason, I wanted him to wear one just in case I wasn't as thorough as usual). After that, it was the usual... a ridiculously hard ass-pounding in all different positions.

Basically, he made me cum three times in all. The first time was when he had my legs pretty much over my head and he was squatting down to thrust into me. I ended up squirting a really big load all over my body up to my neck. After that, I cleaned up and we went to sleep. In the middle of the night, I woke up rock hard and so I grabbed his hand and put it on my cock. He woke up and he fucked me again... this time, it was bare. He pulled out for a bit and shoved three fingers in my ass, which made me cum all over myself again. This time, he wouldn't let me clean up, so I fell asleep in his arms, covered in my cum. The third time was in the morning. I was too sore to get fucked again, so he made me cum from touching and sucking. Also, he shot his one and only load of the event all over my chin, which he then rubbed all over my face. It was delightful.

I was definitely at my slutty best that night. I was literally screaming for cock: "I NEED YOUR COCK... PUT IT IN MY ASS... I NEED COCK IN ME... RAPE ME, DADDY," etc. No matter what position I was in, I was aching for cock in me. If I was on my back, I spread my legs as wide as I could and opened my hole for him. If I was on my hands and knees, I arched my back so my ass stuck out and I thrusted my ass into the air, hoping for a cock to be shoved into me. I was breathing so hard and grunting and moaning and whimpering and screaming so much. Yet again, I felt like a disgusting whore. And I loved it.

He also gave me some money for a taxi when I left in the morning.

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I hooked up with Prof. Daddy the other night. He texted me at a very late hour, but I was in the mood, so I made the trek up to his place.

It was good sex as usual, except we were both so eager to cum because we hadn't been with each other in quite some time. There was a lot of touching, kissing, rubbing, grinding. I sucked his cock and got it really wet, then I climbed on top of him and sat down on it bare. I rode it really good for a few minutes until we both exploded at the exact same time; me all over his stomach and chest and him inside of me. That was one of the most powerful orgasms I've ever had, mainly because we came simultaneously, which has never happened before. It was quite an experience.

After regaining some energy, we went at it again. He came in my ass again while fucking me from behind. I attempted to cum again, but it was taking forever (even though I was rock hard), so I decided to call it quits. He was so nice about it, though; he really wanted me to cum again! He was sucking me, fingering me, licking my balls and doing whatever he could to make me cum, but I was just so spent from that first incredible orgasm. It was a great evening.

I got some money for cab fare. And this time, I actually spent it on the cab ride home.

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I was horny last night, so I was cruising on Craigslist. I posted an ad and a guy that had replied to previous ads of mine replied to this one, too. He's mid-to-late 20s and very cute. We exchanged emails and did all that stuff and agreed to meet up.

I showed up at his building and we went up to his apartment. We walked into his room and he took off his pants and laid down on the bed. I immediately got down and starting sucking him. In the middle of giving him head, he asked me to take off my pants. He didn't touch me or anything, but I guess he just wanted me to take them off. I continued sucking him for, probably, ten minutes or so. Then he told me to rub my ass on his cock, so I got on top of him and started grinding my ass on his cock. He grabbed my hips and started rocking them and he ended up slipping the head of his cock in my ass. I let him keep it in for a little bit, but then I got off of him and went back to sucking; I wasn't in the mood to get fucked. I sucked him for a few more minutes and then told him that I wanted his load on my face. He told me to lay on my back. He knelt beside me and had me suck him while he played with my balls and my ass. Suddenly, and seemingly at the speed of light, he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and attempted to slip his cock into my ass. I managed to stop him, but part of me couldn't resist, so I let him in me a little bit. But after that, I told him I couldn't. So, he pulled out and I sucked him some more... but I just needed it, so I told him to fuck me. He got right back into that position and slammed himself into me in one stroke. I started to stroke myself and moan loudly and he covered my mouth with his hand while pumping away at my hole. He asked me if I was ready for my cum and I attempted to say "No," but he told me that I was going to take it. I shook my head because I didn't want him to cum inside of me, but then he groaned, "Here it comes," and he pushed himself all the way in me and dumped his load in my ass. I proceeded to shoot my load on myself.

He pulled out of me, grabbed a towel, and wiped off his cock. I stood up, took the towel, and cleaned myself up a bit before becoming slightly frozen. I stood there for a few moments with my legs shaking uncontrollably, thinking about what had just happened. I put on my clothes and showed myself out. Neither of us said one word to each other. I only waved without a smile as I left.

I don't know if what happened constitutes as a form of rape, but I know that part of me enjoyed it and another part of me wishes I could go back and change it.

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For the summer, I am back in my hometown, which is not in the state of New York. My posts will, most likely, be even less frequent than they have been, but I will still update from time-to-time with stories of hookups and sexual encounters that happen here... or wherever I am. But don't fret; I will be back in NYC come September.

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I have returned.

I will post my sexual encounters once they actually start happening. It's still a little hectic since I just got back, but don't you fret.

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What a summer I had. I had a lot of sex, but it wasn't with anyone I know. Not once did I hook up with any of my usual fucks from home. This wasn't intentional; it just happened that way. But I did discover a bathhouse that is roughly an hour from my home and I made sure to frequent it. I'd say I went there ten times or so over the summer. I fucked my way all over that place. I had some mindblowing sex there.

1. There was a guy in his early 20s, foreign, and incredibly hot. He followed me to my room and we made out for about ten minutes before we even touched each other anywhere. We sucked each other for a long time before I let him fuck me really good with his big cock (it was protected). I shot my load while he was in me, and he shot his in the condom while he was deep in my ass. We cuddled for a while, and then he sat on my cock bare and rode it until I shot my load on my chest and he squirted out another one. All in all, we were together for almost two hours in my room, just kissing and having sex. Nothing was rushed or hurried; it was fantastic.

2. There was a man that was at the bathhouse on a few of the times I went. He was mid-30s, tall, shaved head, nice body. The first time we had sex was in this little dark room they had. I fucked him up his ass bare and dumped a load in him. I fucked him on five or so other occasions in various places, leaving my load in his ass each time. He loved it so much.

I got fucked a lot, mostly by older guys, ranging from mid-40s to early-60s... the age range that I LOVE. Only one or two times did I ever let any of them slip it in bare. Even those times, I let them put it in raw, but after a few strokes, I made them put on a condom. So, no loads in my ass this summer. But I'm fine with that. I didn't want to get breeded by any random guys, no matter how tempting the idea may have been.

Just before I left home to return to college, I had a serious urge for some cock, but it was too late to drive an hour to the bathhouse. So, I went to a local rest stop to see if I could pick up a trucker (something I've never done). I had no luck, but that didn't stop me. I was driving down the highway when I passed an 18-wheeler. Something inside me said to try and I did. I pulled up ahead of the 18-wheeler and tapped my brakes so the lights flashed at him. He flashed his high beams to acknowledge me. I let him pass and I immediately started following him. He flashed his lights later and I flashed mine back just to let him know that I was following him. After a few miles, he pulls into another rest stop. I followed him, parked, and went into the bathroom. This whole time, I was hoping and praying that he would be interested and be somewhat attractive. When he walked in, I was stunned. He was absolutely gorgeous; mid-30s, muscular build, blonde hair. I moved to the urinal next to him to make sure he was interested and he flashed me his enormous 10-inch and incredibly thick cock. He asked if I wanted it and I responded affirmatively and he said to follow him to his truck.

We got in the truck and he took off all of his clothes, except for the jockstrap he was wearing. I took of my jeans and underwear. He laid down on the bed in the back and I serviced his huge cock for a good ten minutes until he shot his load in and on my mouth. I kept playing with it at it went soft and it soon started to grow again. I sucked him for another ten minutes until I told him to fuck my face. We switched places and he sat on my chest and fucked my mouth. I begged him to squirt on my face and he did not disappoint. As I left his truck, I did the Walk of Shame that I love so much, except this time it was a bit different. I had to walk through the parking lot, full of cars with people in them, in order to get to my car. In case they were suspicious of where I was coming from and what I was doing, I suggestively wiped the corners of my mouth and licked my fingers. After that, I went home.

I have yet to hook up with anyone since then, but trust me, once I do, you'll be the first to know.

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Ahhh, yes. I got fucked good the other night by Prof. Daddy. He had contacted me and asked if I was available, so I went over. It had been some time since I got fucked last, and I needed it.

We got into bed and started kissing and touching each other, wearing only our underwear. It wasn't long before we took those off. Lots of deep kissing, rubbing, grinding. He rolled on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he rubbed our cocks together. After a while, I rolled on top of him and rubbed my ass on his cock. Then, I moved down and sucked on it for a while and tasted his precum. I finally couldn't wait any longer, so I got back on top of him, lubed up his cock, and slid it into me bare. I rode him really good and he thrusted up into me deep. After a while, he started fucking me from behind while I moaned and screamed into a pillow. I yelled for him to keep fucking me, and I kept asking if he liked fucking me bareback. He plowed and plowed my ass until I begged him like a whore to shoot his load into me and, boy, did he ever. He thrusted so deep into me and let his cum flow inside my hole. He was so drained of energy that he sort of laid down on top of me while he was still in my ass. He finally pulled out and I could feel his cum leaking out of my hole. I flipped over onto my back and he fingered my wet, cummy hole while I jerked off and shot my own load all over my chest.

Later that night, we fucked again. My legs were on his shoulders and he fucked me for a good while until he came once more inside of me and I shot another load all over myself.

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I need to apologize. I've been terrible at updating this blog. I just have been very busy lately. Life comes at you fast!

The other night, I got fucked by a new daddy I've been seeing lately. He's very sexy; he is in his late 50s and is very cultured and loves all sorts of art and music and whatnot... so we'll call him Artsy.

Artsy fucked me twice that night. (Both times, he fucked me with a condom.) We started in the living room on the couch with heavy kissing, touching, rubbing, grinding. Then we were tearing each other's clothes off, kissing harder, biting, scratching each other. It was so hot. Then, we migrated to the bedroom for some sucking and fucking. The fucking was really intense. I started being really loud and yelling at him to fuck me harder... which became screaming at him to plow me harder and faster... which became yelling and screaming at him to rape me and hurt me. I have this rape fantasy that I have yet to have fulfilled to the extent of what I imagine, but it involves being relentlessly pounded and forced and manhandled. Ooh, I start dripping just thinking about it...

So, yeah... He fucked me really good twice. The first time, he didn't cum, but I shot my load while he was fucking me with my legs on his shoulders. We relaxed for a bit, and then began fooling around again, which led to another round of terrific fucking. That time, he shot his load all over my chest. Then he laid down next to me and, at my request, fingered my hole while I jerked off. I was in the mood for some serious fingering, so I kept urging him to push his fingers into me deeper (and he got SOOO deep), then to add more fingers. By the end, he had four of his thick fingers in my hole as far as they would go. Holy shit. I never shot such a huge load. I was literally shaking during and after my orgasm.

The next morning, I awoke to him spooning me from behind, rubbing his cock on my ass and touching me all over. This led to a third round of fucking, but this time it was raw. (It wasn't the first time we fucked bareback; actually, every time we've fucked, it started with condoms and then later we would end up fucking bare. Oh, well. Never had him cum in me, though. Not yet...) I wanted him inside of me really badly, so I just lubed him up and threw my legs on his shoulders and he slipped it in. Oh, it was heaven. He flipped me over and pounded me from behind for a little while until he was tired (it was very early in the morning). We jerked off and touched each other until he shot his load on me and my load joined his all over me soon after. He got up while I went back to sleep, but before I left later that afternoon, we had one more jerk-off session. We were both naked and he touched me and played with my butt while I jerked myself to a fourth and final orgasm.

That may have been one of the most fantastic fuck-a-thons I've ever experienced in my 19 years.

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No, the title of this entry doesn't refer to any sort of group activity. It's just three stories in one entry.

I've been seeing another Daddy. We've met up twice so far. He works for a bank, so we'll call him... Daddy Banks. (I don't have the energy right now to think of a clever name.) Daddy Banks and I met online and agreed to meet in person for dinner. I went over to his apartment and we decided where to go for dinner... and then we hooked up. I honestly didn't intend on hooking up with him so soon (especially before we even went for dinner), but I couldn't help myself.

It was really great. There was no fucking; it was all touching, rubbing, kissing, sucking, licking, etc. We got naked and kissed a lot, followed by him deep-throating me (which was incredible). He had poppers, which he said he doesn't use often, but we used them and it made everything even more amazing. He sucked me until I came all over myself and I proceeded to suck his uncut cock until he shot his load all over my face. After that, we went to dinner and had a wonderful evening. We got together again and had a repeat session; again, no fucking, but lots of kissing, sucking, ass-eating, and poppers. So hot.

I also met another Daddy, whom we shall call UWS Daddy, obviously because he lives on the Upper West Side. We also met online, except we had no plans for anything but sex. I went over to his place and after some talking, we began kissing and I straddled him on the couch. We moved to his home office which had a big futon in it. We got each other naked and just enjoyed each other bodies. One of the highlights was when he ate out my ass; that was truly mind-blowing. Before we met up, we had discussed how we both love cum, so I was looking forward to that. He ended up swallowing my load when I blew in his mouth. Actually, during my time with him, I had six orgasms. No lie. Every time I was about to be finished, I got hard again (or stayed hard) and decided to just keep going. He fucked my ass really well (protected) on that futon and I loved every second of it.

We took a shower together, which got me SO horny. I bent over in the shower and we tried to fuck again (bare), but he wasn't fully hard, so it didn't happen. I sat down in the shower with him standing above me, while I tried to cum my sixth time, begging him to spit on me (which he did) and piss on me (which he said he would have, if he could have). For some reason, in that shower, I became such a disgusting, submissive whore. It became hardcore daddy/son roleplay and he slapped me across the face a few times and yelled at me for trying to let him fuck me bareback. I found out later that he felt that way truly (not that he wanted to slap me, but he didn't want me fucking raw). I was slapped across the face once before by another guy while sucking him and I made it clear that I didn't like it, but I really liked when UWS Daddy did it; I don't know why. He eventually shot his load over my face and body while he stood over me in the shower.

Also, just the other night, I met up with Prof. Daddy again, who I hadn't seen in months. We talked a lot and caught up on each other's lives. Then, of course, we fucked. Now, we were both extremely horny and hadn't had sex in a while, so after we cuddled and kissed for a long time, I sucked him really well, then lubed up his cock and my hole with Vaseline and sat right on it. I rode his cock hard for a while until we both couldn't hold off any longer, so I shot my load all over his chest and he shot his inside me. I got off of him and fingered my ass a bit to feel his cum in me... ooh, I loved it. After that, we cuddled more and talked for a long time before I decided to go home.

I'm definitely meeting up with all three of them again soon.

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I got my hole stretched by Out-of-Town Daddy. I haven't seen him in months, but we regained contact and hooked up. After going to dinner, we went back to his hotel and were back at it like we never stopped seeing each other. He's still just as sexy as ever with his graying hair and his hairy chest and big biceps. There was a lot of kissing and sucking; he went down and ate my ass out for a good while.

Then, he broke out the big bottle of lube and started working a finger or two in me. Once he felt I was ready, he lubed up his cock and pushed it into me raw. He loves the dirty talk just as much as I do, so he kept telling me how much he loved fucking my tight ass, raping my hole, and fucking me like the dirty whore that I am. I fucking loved it. He plowed really hard as my legs were on his shoulders. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs as far as they went and then turned me on my side and fucked me that way, too. I finally shot my load as he was fucking me and then he pulled out and laid down next to me. We relaxed for a bit until I was feeling randy again, so we started touching each other and whatnot, until I asked him to finger me some more. He put a finger in me and felt around until I asked him to put another in. I kept asking him to put another finger in me until he managed to get all five fingers in my ass. He wasn't fisting me, but he fit all of his fingers in me. Because we progressed slowly, it didn't really hurt, but I felt really full and it was an incredible feeling. After a little while, it got a tad bit uncomfortable, so he went down to four fingers and that was better. As he thrusted his fingers into me, I moaned and grunted and told him to finger-fuck me harder and deeper, which he did. I was quickly brought to a second orgasm.

As usual, he didn't cum that night; it takes him a very long time to cum and we usually get worn out before then. But we were both very satisfied and I was really excited to have gotten my hole stretched out as much as it did. Luckily, though, my hole soon returned to its usual tightness, but I will definitely have to try getting my hole loosened up like that again.

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It has been far too long. Last time I wrote, I was 19. I'm 21 now.

I lost interest in keeping up this blog, but I've definitely had plenty of exploits since I stopped writing. There's obviously no way I can recap all of it, but you can rest assured that there has been plenty of fucking, getting fucked, load swapping, and more.

In the past few months, I've discovered one of those backrooms of video stores here in NYC that you can pay a small fee and fool around with guys in video booths and whatnot. I've been there maybe four or five times and it's pretty fun. I love the idea of finding a guy, shacking up in a tiny little video booth and fooling around without saying a word. I went last night and started hooking up with a short Latino guy that sucked me for a little and then wanted me to fuck him. I started fucking him raw for a while and then he suddenly lost interest. Oh, well. There was another guy, though, whose wanted me to jerk off and pretty much worship his nipples, which was a lot of fun. He made some reference to his wife, which turned up the heat. Basically, I sucked his nipples until he was ready to cum, which I promptly swallowed. Yum.

Today, I got fucked by Artsy, which if you'll go back, you can read about. He and I have been fucking every so often over these past two years. Honestly, I cannot believe it has been that long. The last time I wrote about him (which was the only time I wrote about him), I mentioned that we graduated to fucking raw, but he never came inside of me. Well, we have crossed that line, too. For the past year or so, we have been fucking raw only and he cums inside me every time. He's the only guy I let fuck me bare. And, of course I can't be certain, but I actually don't think he has sex with other guys; if so, it's not many. Not that anything's wrong with him, but I just think he's content with just me for right now.

Anyway, today's session with Artsy was hot. It had been over a month since we had last fucked, so we were ready for it. We started with kissing and stripping, which led to lots of nipple play in the bed, which led to me blowing him, which led to him plowing me. I bought poppers last night at the backroom place and I brought them to Artsy's today. He doesn't use them, but I LOVE poppers, so I kept them handy while he fucked me all different ways. I shot my load as I rode his dick and then we took a little break. He fucked me again with me on my stomach (still using the poppers) and I begged him to breed my ass, which he did. This was followed by another break, and then we just kissed and licked each other while I jerked off and came a second time as his load slowly leaked out of my hole and onto the bed. It was pretty fucking sweet.

I'm going to try and keep up with this better. Maybe words of encouragement and appreciation would help with that... :-P

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Today, I met up with Prof. Daddy, who no longer lives in New York. He was visiting for a few days and wanted to get together with me. It's been over a year since I've seen him. We got together at his friend's apartment, where he was staying. It was just like old times: I came in, we sat and caught up on each other's lives, then migrated to the bedroom. We started with some intense kissing and touching, slowing taking off each other's clothes. He sucked on my nipples, remembering how much it drives me wild. We kissed some more while we grinded our cocks together. I started sucking on his nipples, knowing how much he loved it, before moving my way down to his cock, which I sucked for a while. He broke out some poppers that were his friend's, I believe, and we shared those. After a while, I was ready to feel him inside of me again, so I lubed up his cock and my hole, took a hit of poppers, and sat down right on it. It felt so good to have him back in me. I rode him for a good amount of time, all the while kissing and playing with each other's nipples and taking more hits of poppers. Pretty soon, he announced that he couldn't hold off any longer, so I started riding him harder until he exploded inside me. I kept his softening cock inside me while I jerked off and blew a huge load all over his chest and stomach.

We took a short rest and talked some more until I was ready for round two. This time, I laid on my stomach and he fucked me from behind. He knew he wouldn't be able to cum again so soon, but we both enjoyed fucking anyway. He plowed me until he was drained of energy, so I flipped over and had him finger me while I jerked off again. My hole was extra hungry today, I guess, because he eventually got four fingers inside me--DEEP--and I didn't even bat an eye. I finally asked him to slip his thumb in there, too, just for good measure. Needless to say, this prompted me to have another explosive orgasm.

While I was cleaning up, I noticed that his friend must be a big ol' bottom. Aside from the numerous gay porn calendars in the apartment, there was one of those douche things in the shower, as well as a Ziploc bag with four or five different bottles of poppers on the bedside table. I sort of wondered how I could get in contact with this friend...

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