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Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... So my weekend plans were cut off by the guy in question texting me too many questions.. so many I figured it wasn't worth going to his place. I suppose I'd hate texting less if I had a phone that was built for it, but I've got a really basic model at the moment. Hopefully things will improve today - I've got a lunch hour fuck date planned with an older hung black daddy. He's a regular (and has been for years) and has never hesitated giving it to me raw and breeding me deep. We'll see how this goes... More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... It's been a slow past few weeks, but I had some luck today. I met up with an old daddy friend of mine. 6'3, dark hair, hairy, and a 8 inch cut breeder cock that simply won't stop. He's seeded me a few times in the past, but I think he lost interest. I was able to convince him to stop by, however, so we could both do this young twink bottom boy together. Like usual, the twink flaked, but I was more than willing to take his place. It was a fast and furious fuck. I met him at the door in a jockstrap, and we went to the bedroom where I promptly got him undressed and started sucking his married meat. He got hard and verbal really fast, calling me all kind of names. He had me show him my ass, which he called his pussy, and he licked it out fast before sticking it in me raw. Now this may seem strange, but my hole actually got *wet* for him. At first I thought I had some kind of douching mishap, but he kept pulling out and making me suck his cock clean. And man, did it taste good. Salty and sticky - a mix of precum and my cunt juice on his breeder cock. I was in heaven. I love bi married studs. My hole was making the hottest squelching noises. After about ten minutes of fucking me, standing up bent over a chair, I arched my back up and said the magic words. "Breed me daddy!" He gasps and lost his wad, with this look of abject surprise in his eyes. I could tell he wasn't used to cumming this fast. Usually with him it takes a good 30 minutes before he nuts, but I guess I was in top form. His warm fatherly seed flooded my pussy, and I milked and squeezed every bit out of him. After I popped off, I got on my knees and licked him clean. He had a few more squirts of milk in there for his son. He thanked me and gave me a hug and said I did good. He also told me to report to the twink boy and tell him how much he was missing. I'm kind of glad I got him all to myself. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... The moral of this story is be prepared. I was cruising around online before work, and got chatted up by a hairy versatile arab guy who liked the pics of my cum dripping hole I had posted in my profile. We chatted a bit on the phone, and he said (in a heavy accent) that he was staying at a hotel near the airport, and wanted to "dump his load" inside me. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, but I was in a more bottom mood, and declined. The drive out wasn't so bad, and when I got there I was greeted by a short furry stud, both nipples pierced, with a decent 6 inch cock between his legs. I went down on him as he started to finger my hole. He tasted hot and delicious, but smelt strongly of cologne. (I don't mind the stuff, but just like my fucking, I prefer it au naturale.) He got pretty hard, and started moaning about my ass. He had a hot mixed accent - british and arab. Obviously a foreign business traveler in town for a bit. He got me up on the bed, and I had hoped to get him to eat me out. Instead he slid his spit wet dick straight into my fuck hole. Like the good boy scout that I am, I had prelubed with my favorite lube of all time, Albolene. (On a side note, all you barebackers out there have *got* to try this stuff. It's sold as "make-up remover" in drug stores, but it's the best raw fuck lube around. Oil based and liquefies at body temperature, and tasteless so it don't get in the way of sperm.) He started pumping away, and I started groaning and calling him names, asking if he likes my raw pussy around his cock. It was a smallish one for me, which was kind of nice for a power bottom like myself. I kind of felt in control of him, milking him for my pleasure. Pretty soon it was breeding time, and I starting begging for it and he gasped and moaned and swore a bit in arabic and unloaded a thick volume of jizz. I kept squeezing on him for a good minute until he had stopped pulsing, then cleaned up his dick with my mouth, just to get the last bits of cum. (Those are always the sweetest.) He had this shit eating grin on his face, and so I decided to get real piggy with him. I swiped up the cum that had leaked out and slurped it up. He made a noise that sounded halfway between a growl and a oink. My dick, which had remained semi-soft through most of this point, starting getting hard. Now from the few posts I've written, readers will imagine that I'm a bottom. I mostly am, but I can be versatile. And I pack a good "dollar bill" long uncut cock between my legs. When most people see it, they assume I top. And I do, just not nearly as often or as well as I bottom. Feeling his cum in my hole, I made him get on my knees, and he opened his bearded mouth and obediently started sucking me. The urge to fuck him was overwhelming, so I asked him to turn around. Sadly, he hadn't douched, but I told him to go the bathroom and see what he could do. I played with myself in one of the hotel chairs as I waited. I was dead set on fucking him. He came back out 5 minutes later looking sheepish and saying he didn't have the facilities really to douche. I settled instead on fucking his hot and wet mouth. Eventually, he did his job, and I came all over his beard. He was surprised by the immense wad I shot, and I could tell from the look in his eyes that he would have been in pig heaven if he was able to get all that jizz up his hole. Next time he comes into town, he'll be prepared. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... I'm sitting here with a big wad of white daddy cum up my hole, and in a state of bliss. I've been exploring my sexuality more lately, and I've pretty much deduced what I'm all about. I'm a 30 something daddy's boy that lives to let older men use my butt hole and breed it up raw. I used to be picky about which men I let enter me, but lately I've decided that's not just fair to either them or myself. Taking seed is what I'm good at, so I dedicated myself to doing so. Today I met a nice daddy - 60's, stout, thick 7 uncut dick, huge daddy balls. After I orally worshiped him, he sucked my nipples and started to enter my hole. At first it hurt, so I asked him to pull out and applied more spit to his shaft. Man, I love licking cock that's been in my hole.. it has this incredible taste. After fucking me on my back, he switched it up to doggy style. He fucked like bi dads tend to do - hard rough and relentless, entirely focused on their pleasure. I moaned for daddy and sucked my thumb, and asked him if it was time yet. "What do you want son?", he said. "Breed me please dad." I replied. He gave me a warm smile, pulled out and drooled onto his cock and hole. He started fucking me for real, with the objection of getting his nut. My ass started to really open up, and he began to nail that magic button inside of me, my prostate. I started to quiver and talk dirty. "You like that pussy daddy? Yeah, how does it look going in? You got a big load saved up for me?" He didn't say much but just smiled. Slowly but surely his grin turned into an open faced moan. I could feel him tense up and I started to suck his thumb and work my cunt around his prick. He gave out a silent scream as the load blasted from his cock. I could feel it in me. I know some bottoms say they can't tell, but I certainly can. I kept sucking and calling him daddy and milking it. He came for a good few minutes, like many older men do. He pulled out with an nice squelching pop. I quickly sucked the last bits of cum from his cock. Heavenly ambrosia for a boy like me. "Did I do good daddy?", I asked. "Yes you did. I'll be sure to tell my friends. Ever handled ten cocks at once?" "No sir, but I'll learn." More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... I'm not sure what it is about the summer that makes men hard and willing to breed. I've taken a different cock every day of the week, all nice and raw, and I'm still not feeling sated. Yesterday though I had a particularly good time. A stocky mid-30's italian bear came over during his lunch break and gave me exactly what I needed. He's a little shorter than me, and a bit heavy, but he's got a great thick piece of salami hanging between his legs. I've taken up meeting him at the door in nothing but a t-shirt, jockstrap and socks, which I think he approves of. I'm on my knees and he's in my mouth in no time. I don't really consider myself a great cocksucker, but he seems to approve - moaning, holding my hair, rubbing my beard. After a few minutes of fellation, I get up on the couch, and point my ass in his direction. He's a strict top - no rimming, no reciprocation, but the last time he spat a few times on my fuck hole, which is something I greatly appreciated. He slid in raw, letting out a sigh, and started riding me. He's pretty good, though it's not as intense as when a daddy gives it to me. He keeps pumping, and finally says he's ready to cum. This time though, he nearly pulls his dick out of me. I wonder for a second if he's going to pull out entirely but then I realize that it's a test. He stays perfectly still as I go to work. I start to fuck myself backwards onto his cock, milking and enveloping him. Squeezing and contracting with the muscles I've spent nearly a decade working on. He shoots, and I can feel his cock get a little larger and the ropes of seed start to fill me. The warmth of the cum high makes me smile and I keep working on his cock. He fucks me for a good minute, and then pulls out. Unlike most times, I'm literally overflowing. As seed drips out of my freshly fucked cunt, I get on my knees and clean off his softening cock with my mouth. Never waste a drop is my motto. He cleans up and gets ready to go, and thanks me for helping him out. Turns out he was backed up a full weeks worth - from the last time he bred my hole. I tell him he'll never have to jack-off again, I've always got a home for his load. He smiles and says he'll tell his friends about me. I can't wait. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... This week has gone off to a slow start, until today. The first cock I took was attached to a 60+ year old daddy - nice rich old gay man with a beautiful place out in the country, a partner of thirty years, and who I've recently introduced to the joy of daddy/son sex. Like most gay LTRs (90%+ of them), the sex had faded and been replaced with companionship, and he had finally realized that he was hot and hung and desirable by at least a few younger daddy lovers like myself. Sadly he's more of a versatile/bottom guy, and while he eats me out like an ass fiend, his dick always leaves me wanting more. Still I got a pretty good sized wad out of him, which he eagerly lapped out of my hole. I was mulling over whether or not I wanted more cock, when I found myself driving past a local dirty bookstore and decided to take a peek inside. The place was hopping, which was good. The second cock was attached to 30 something year old preppy guy, clean shaven, 6'0, with a 7 inch average cock. It was beautiful "standard issue" cock, tasted great, looked big, had a nice mushroom shaft. He was all over me - kissing me, fucking my mouth and rubbing my ass. Pretty soon I bent over, and I felt him lather his cock up with a big wad of spit. With no questions and no hesitations I found myself being bare fucked by him doggy style, bent over and grasping my ankles. He kept saying how much he loved my whole, and then he asked me where I wanted it. "In me please!". He obliged and let loose with a huge sperm wad. I sucked his cock clean afterward, and he was out the door and probably back to work with a grin on his face. I probably should have left then, but I decided to stay and see what else I could find. Pretty soon I found myself in a booth with one of the hottest tops I've been with. The third cock was by far the best. 6'2", hairy, balding, grey haired daddy bear with 8 thick inches of meat. He gagged me with his cock and stripped me down, asking me how many loads I'd already taken. I answered honestly, and he was really turned on. He fingered by cumhole and fed me from it as I sucked his cock. He stuck his cock up my creamy hole for a few pumps, then pulled out and made me take it in his mouth. I swear each time his dick was dripping with the previous loads, and tasted delicious. He tried his best to get me more cock for my hole - he left the door open and invited other dads in to breed it. After about 30 minutes of cruising, he finally gave me what I wanted. Naked, with some married dads cock down my throat and his big piece up my cunt, they both shot their wads in in me. A spit-roasted finale to a great day's work. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... So I was scanning through some old files on an external drive, and I found sound hot photos of some guy getting bred. Only after looking at the rest of the files in the directory did I realize that it was me from several years back, taking another white married daddy up my dark hole. I can't for the life of me remember who it was, but he sure did leave a creamy load in my cunt. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... My libido waxes and wanes. I'm not sure what it's tied to - it's not lunar or solar, but something deep inside me tells me when I need to get out there and get bred. Usually I play the game of chatting with guys, trying to find someone I like to breed me. But yesterday I had to have it, so I posted on good ole Craigslist. Something about a daddy's boy that needs breeding. About 15 minutes later, I get an email from someone who's answered my ad's before. "where have u been", he writes. Of course, I've tried several times to contact him by myself, but he's never responded. We got on the IM, he asks if I'm clean for cock and what my address is again, and then he's on his way. He's a portly italian bear, clean shaven, 40's, always in business wear. He quickly takes off his shoes, pants and briefs, and tells me to suck on it. He's got a 7 and half incher, nice and fat with a great mushroom head. He calls me names. Tells me to get his filthy cock hard, to deep throat him, that I've been bad boy. I respond to each of these with an obedient yes daddy. When I taste the precum emerge from his tip, I know it's time. I bend over the couch, trop my pajama bottoms, and show him my ass. "You clean?" he asks, and I nod. Its douched clean and prelubed with my lube of choice, albolene. He slides in to the hilt in one stroke, and I gasp. "You're a bad boy" he says. I agree emphatically. He thrusts in and out, I feel him getting close. "Where do you want it?" "Please breed me daddy.." He emits a guttural moan as his fat cock erupts. Thick white cum flows into my dark boy hole. (And yes, I can feel it. Bottoms that say you can't tell the difference are totally full of shit, perhaps literally.) He gasps and grunts, and slows down. I keep milking my hole trying to get the last drop. He pulls out with a plop. I eagerly suck the lost drops of seed from his softening member. He zips up, dresses and is gone. 24 hours later, I've got another dad on his way over.. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... I was behaving over the holidays, but the impending return to work had me feeling down. I figured what I needed was a good breeding to take the edge off, and so I posted my usual on craiglists. Daddy's boy in need of breeding, raw hole in need of seed, etc, etc. Nothing stunningly originally but it's worked before in the past. After exchanging way too many emails, I got what I deserved. Late 50's nasty white trash daddy with a rock hard seven inch cock. To say he was a bit trollish would be an understatement, but there's a part of me that just enjoys pleasing a daddy regardless of circumstance. He was all over me, pawing at my body and ass, trying to kiss me (but I wasn't feeling it.) Pretty soon I was blowing him hard, then I gave him my ass at told him to eat it. Things started getting good at this point - he was a consummate rimmer, and tongue fucked me senseless. He slipped his bare cock in, asking if that was what I wanted. I started begging, but he warned me it was going to take him a long while. He fucked me for about 20 minutes in a variety of positions - doggy, sitting on in, on my front and back, pulling out and rimming me open and throat fucking me mercilessly. I was in pig boy heaven, though strangely unattracted to the dad in question. Finally, on my hands and knees, with his thumb in my mouth, I begged.. "breed me daddy." The first shot was tenative, a slow growing warmth deep in my hole. He started moaning and groaning, and I sucked on him harder and tightened up. A second load soon followed, much more pronounced and vigorous. His rod started making delicious squishy noises as he kept fucking his wads deeper into me. Eventually he pulled out, and I raised my cumhole up in the air for him to inspect. Without hesitation he dove in, tongue first, greedily lapping at my used fuckhole. It's been ages since I've last been felched and I shot, gasping, hands free, all over the sofa. After that he was in the mood for more hole, but I had lost interest. I thanked him and saw him on his way, with assurances I'll let him breed me again when the urge arises. Though not really my type, he did fulfill an important function. I love going to work with cum in my hole. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... I wasn't expecting much today, as I was feeling a bit under the weather and I needed to go into work early. I was presently surprised when I signed onto my old haunts to see one of my reliable fuckbuds online. Within 30 minutes, he was at my door. He's around 40, italian and bearish, with a decent 7 inch cock. What I love about him is the way he breeds - clothes on, pants around the ankles, bent over the sofa. There's a little bit of oral foreplay on my end to get him to attention, but as soon as I taste precum, I know the drill. He spits on my fuckhole and slides in raw. No questions asked, like always. It's rough at first until I stretch to accommodate him, but my bare butthole and his veiny member eventually meld into one. No kissing, not much talk from him except grunts and groans, but I saw whatever comes to mind. Mostly about how much I love his bare meat, and how I'm looking forward to breeding. Today he surprised me a little by not alerting me when he started to seed me. (A huge change from our first encounter, when he asked for permission.) I could feel him tighten up, and his cock get a little hard and throb and jerk inside me. One pulse, two pulses, three, and my hole was swimming in his thick jizz. He stayed in for a few minutes, working it in deeper, letting me milk the last drops out of his cock. As usual, he pulled out with thick ropes of cum dripping from his slit. And being the good boy that I am, I eagerly slurped it all up. Never waste a drop, that's my motto. Within 5 minutes he was out the door and on his way to work. And now it's time for me. Again, going to work loaded up is amazing. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... I've been busy. The first day I was incredibly backed up from over the weekend, and spend way too long talking to some young cocktease about wanting to knock up his hot white ass. I mean, I've had my seed up his hole before, but it was back when the kid was chubby and less hot. As predicted, he stood me up the next morning, but luckily barebackrt pulled through. His name was something generic like cumswap, and he was a bit older and not particularly my type. I hadn't shot in 4 days so I needed to get off something bad. When he arrived, I was pleasantly turned on at how attractive he was, and how eagerly he obeyed me. I pretty soon had him blowing my 8 uncut monster and sucking my tits, which also gets me super hard. He wanted it so bad. I made him beg, and he got on his knees, bent over the sofa, in the position I usually let other daddies knock me up in. It was a little trippy being the top after such a long stint of bottoming, and I was nervous and quickly shot my load. But then it started to happen. As soon as I saw his butt glistening with my fuckjuice, I got hard again. I pulled out, had him suck me hard again, and was back inside him with a vengenance. Load number two he milked out of me as I got him to tell me about what a slut he'd been over the weekend. How many random guys he'd let breed me. I shot hard, but when I pulled out his hole was this perfect creampie. I couldn't help myself, I feel on top of, licking it out. He moaned and sighed, and seemed a bit suprised - obviously he wasn't as much of a pig as I thought, and sadly didn't accept the cum I pulled out his hole in kiss. It didn't matter though. I was hard again, and this time I had a bit of staying power. After a few minutes of solid pounding, I busted my third nut in his ass. He left quickly, thanking me, and saying he was going out looking for more. I wonder how many he got that day. More...

Click here to see the original blog post on Seminal Experiences... Works been somewhat in a crisis state lately, but I managed to get two more loads this week. MLK day I met up with the last top from my trinity fuck last summer, and my italian made his weekly deposit. After running some errands I hope to hunt down another load or two. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... To maybe help in introducing and explaining myself and how my out-of-control nasty little mind works, here are some of the things that turn me on and get me going the most. First, the two main things: Misbehaving/Breaking Rules/Taboos Ever since I first learned about sex on a field trip in second grade I've been fascinated if not obsessed with it to the maximum, far beyond the amount of most people, even exponentially beyond even the one-track sexual mind of adolescence. Even as it was another four years or so before puberty hit and I fully understood the sex drive, looking back on my childhood it's obvious to me now how perverted I was from the very beginning. When I was about seven, something possessed me to strip naked, put scotch tape over my nipples and tape my dick to my abdomen, and tie my wrists to the posts of my bunkbed. I don't remember the thought process, I only remember enjoying it quite a bit, both physically and mentally. In my many stories I wrote at that age, I tended to try and write in situations that caused boys to get naked, so that I would get to illustrate it. I hid in library corners reading about sexuality, and when at school or home I spent a lot of time with the "S" and "P" volumes of the Encyclopedia learning about sex, the penis, semen, and all that, long before my first erection or orgasm. I had to sneak around about it because I was raised knowing sex was naughty, and since I had been notoriously perfectly behaved my whole life I got a thrill from my completely secret misbehaving. Nowadays getting a dick in my ass isn't exactly something I or most would consider misbehaving, at least nowhere near the way it was for me from age seven through eighteen. I'm not naughty now for getting fucked, but for how I do it. Despite what some think, the vast majority of my gay peers don't even have profiles on hookup sites, much less find their cocks on BarebackRT; I was excommunicated early on for even being on Manhunt, much less everything else. Almost no one in my "peer group" (by that I mean white gay males in the early-to-mid-twenties) parties or has anonymous sex or advertises for bareback sex with anyone regardless of stats or status. And I LOVE that fact, both for its naughtiness and for making me unique. But even if you lump me in with all the other bareback cumsluts on BBRT (aka my kind of guys), my sexual mind and imagination are so far out and raunchy and twisted and perverted and shameless and amoral that I've only met a couple of guys I'd be able to share most of it with, and even then I censor one or two things. I don't think this somehow makes me superior to anyone else at all, to be clear, it's just who I am and always have been. Misbehaving and naughtiness also is a big part of many of my fantasies and things I get off on. Anything taboo gets me rock hard if for no other reason than the fact it's forbidden. In short, I get totally turned on when someone shows surprise at how wild and nasty I am considering my age and look and stats, and even more if they get off on that fact. Being Slutty The idea and act of being slutty is my other biggest turnon out of anything. I love the fact that I have no idea how many cocks I've had up my ass since I started at fifteen, and I love knowing that over the next year I'll likely become exponentially sluttier. I want to take as many cocks and loads in my hole as possible; in fact, a dream of mine is to star in "Brady's 75 Load Weekend," or to be the cumslut in the first ever gay version of the "50 Guy Creampie" series of straight porn videos. And I'm not just saying that, I mean every word; in fact, as soon as I manage to get a full frontal picture my application for Spunk Video will be complete. Some of the other things that get me off, some occasional and others constant: Age differences, especially getting bred by someone old enough to be my dad, or even grandpa. Having dark black cock in my raw white hole. Nasty talk, as graphic as possible Having a load, or a toy, or something in my ass while out in public where no one has any idea. When a hole (my hole or someone else's) is totally open, loose, used, gaping, whatever you wanna call it, especially with a load or seven in it too. Words like "pussy" and "cunt" used to refer to my hole Getting my ass shaved, but in general being totally bare around my cock and ass Guys cheating on their wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/husband with me Athletes and sports teams and gear Slings, gloryholes or anything that makes my hole up for grabs by whoever wants it A guy getting off on whatever I'm doing or saying That's just a sampling... More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... Just to get caught up with what's been in my hole so far: I went over to hook up with two guys in the very early morning hours in Hollywood before work. One was a well-built jock type, probably late thirties, the handsome kind I tend to like in spite of myself, but it seemed like he had been more of a bottom that night. The other was somewhere between average and attractive, nice, top, longish hair, same age, similar build but shorter. Both average to decent cocks. The jockish bottom one fucked me doggie style for a bit while the other one forced his dick down my throat, but not overdoing it, and then the top fucked the jock's used hole for a while at my request before I slipped my dick in briefly as well, which they both seemed to enjoy. But I was in full bottom mode and after the jockish guy went home I took a load from the top deep in my hole right after telling him I needed to get going or be late for work, so I had his cum in me throughout the whole day at work. Last week while at work I was cruising online, and one of them actually took up my invitation to come fuck me in a bathroom on campus during a lunch break or something. He was 30 but looked my age, tall, reddish hair, average/athletic build, and best was him telling me how much of a slut he is, and I mean my definition of slut too, which was inspiring and a major turnon. We chilled for a few minutes outside the building with the locking bathroom and talked more and then went in and he took off his clothes and I just pulled my slacks down and bent over. It was a bit awkward at first leaning against the trash can and he had to stand on his toes since we were the same height, but he pulled out of my hole and had me lick his cock clean and then stroked it for a couple minutes until it got hard again, plus by then my hole had opened up more too. So he was able to really fuck me from behind while I bent over, sometimes with my hands down on the ground and the rest of the time using the trash can for support. I wouldn't be surprised if someone heard him when he shot his load, which must have been huge because it was already dripping out on the walk back to my office and by the end of the day I had a wet spot on the seat of my slacks. I reconnected with a guy I'd fucked around with a few months ago and really had a good time with, even though both times I had only a few hours before work. This time after a special shot of fruit punch, he had my hole wide open within five minutes and spent the next two and a half hours fucking the hell out of it. After his first load we went to his bedroom and he began fingering and quasi-fisting it to stretch it out, and he kept telling me how much he completely loved my hole, as in more than pretty much any one he's fucked, which wasn't just reassuring since I can be very self-conscious, but it was a huge turnon, especially since as the time went by and he kept telling me how amazing he thought my hole was I could tell he actually meant it completely instead of just saying something in the moment. It turns me on almost more than anything else when someone is getting turned on by me, whether by something I'm doing or saying or even occasionally just me physically and in general, and I'll do anything a guy asks when I know that he'll get off on it. I leaked two of his loads the rest of that work day, but just wanted more. Lastly a guy I've hooked up with once with his boyfriend in the not-too-recent past and whose boyfriend is a supplier of mine came by and managed to get his cock to open up my hole before I got annoyed with him and had to take him back home. I loved when his cock was inside me, but couldn't stand him when it wasn't. So as of writing this entry my counts are: Cocks: 5 Loads: 3 Total Loads: 4 It's not bad for starting out especially with how hectic the last couple weeks have been, but it's definitely time to step it up and dive in fully to complete cumsluttiness. I feel like being nasty this weekend, so I should have more to report soon. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... I have a lot of catching up to do since my last post, as I've managed to get a lot of cocks in my hole since then; and I promise to get up to date right after what I'm getting ready to head out to right now: my first bareback sex party. I've never gone to one before, whether it was before the rule change, or more recently I chickened out or just couldn't commit to one and follow through with it, and this weekend I decided to start just doing all the hot slutty things I want to do but never manage to make happen, either by my own or others' fault. I'll write all about it afterwards, but as an intro, it was put together by a hot black stud I've been chatting with for a good while now but never manage to meet either (another reason I have to go to this!) and another guy, at the San Vicente Inn, which I haven't been to in years. Apparently 27 guys invited, so we'll see what the turnout is. I don't have any goals or expectations since it's my first one, I just want to have that first experience at the very least. Plus if I just start doing these slutty things more often they won't seem so intimidating or scary. And I really want some hot nasty fun tonight. So I'll post how it went as soon as I'm out of there. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... I'm way behind now, so I have to update before my hole gets any more action. So here goes: Load One So about a week and a half ago I invited this very hot mid-30s white guy over, great body and pictures that seemed almost too good to be true, which in my experience is usually the case. But when he called to say he was heading over I heard his accent, and it turned out he's South African. With European/foreign guys a lot of the usual characteristics don't apply; in this case, for instance, an American guy his age with his looks would have been totally different as far as attitude, ego and other bullshit. I could tell when he arrived and after getting to know one another a bit that he had no idea how fucking hot he was and that he felt the same about me as I did about him, which was an even bigger turnon. And he had a beautiful, fat uncut cock. We hung out at my place for a few hours, then I found myself on my stomach on the bed holding onto the bedposts as he slid his thick cock in my ass finally. He fucked me for at least twenty or thirty minutes nonstop, and I mean pounded me, and by the time he was done the slats holding up my mattress had all collapsed. He made the hottest roaring noise when he dumped his load in me and wouldn't let me touch him after he pulled out because he was still twitching from the orgasm. Load Two The minute he left I went online again and even though it was the early morning hours where usually nothing works out, I got another white mid-30s muscular guy to say he was on his way, and was surprised when he called an hour later to say he was at the gate. And then he turned out to be hotter than his pictures to boot, which is rare. He has a boyfriend, and was telling me how hot it would be for him to catch his boyfriend plowing my ass, or vice versa, and how the two of them would love to have a boy like me be their pussyboy. He was rolling hard and even though I wasn't his total lust and nastiness kind of let me fly along with him anyway. I don't think he knew there was already a load in me when he fucked me almost the same exact way as the South African a couple hours earlier, although he shot his load after five minutes or less once we got around to him plowing my ass. He left around mid-morning. Load Three Later that day around five or six I heard from a 40 year old Latin guy who had fucked me twice before and who has a particular obsession with my ass in particular for whatever reason (which the second guy who fucked me that night also seemed to have), but both times were rushed before I had to go to work and I wanted to have a whole night available with him, so we arranged to meet for dinner a couple hours later at the restaurant where the second fuck happened to be a bartender. I went online to kill time and though I haven't really done so much before I invited a guy over for a quick pump and dump. Even when I have arranged pump and dump things they always have turned into more involved hookups. But this guy knew what he was doing: he was on the better side of average, somewhere in his 30s I'd guess, and had his cock out as soon as I let him in, and he took charge right away, ordering me to get on all fours on the bed. He pounded me from behind as I held on and the slats fell again, and he didn't stop until his load had been shot into my used hole, and then he pulled up his jeans and left without more than a "thanks." It was so fucking hot and exactly what I wanted and still want. Load Four The latin didn't end up jizzing in my hole until early the next morning but it was still hot and wet up there. He loves to pound me hard in every position imaginable, and he would slide four fingers inside me when his cock wasn't in there and work up to all five fingers on one hand and ease in toward his knuckles. He didn't get his whole hand in there ever but that wasn't really the goal; he just wanted a gaping cunt to fuck however and whenever he felt like it. Actually, he was so turned on at one point stretching my ass with his hand that he was suddenly about to cum, so I jumped up and sat down on his dick just as the first shot of jizz came out, and I didn't get off of it until I was sure I'd taken every drop. Even though the last two times he'd fucked me he'd given me two loads, I had to leave the minute he bred my hole to go to work. I had to sit at my desk pretty much all day to hide the wet spot in the back of my slacks, and I fucking loved it. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... Since there were no loads involved, just a quick update about last night. I went down to South LA, as in a few miles south of USC even, to the apartment of a white guy, "Kirk," who was in his mid 40s I'd guess and above average looking, and his buddy, a tall slim half black/half white guy around 30 who I've actually met before a couple months ago but he didn't seem to realize that, which I thought was hot so I didn't say anything. The black guy was all about sucking my dick, not something that gets me off per se unless someone gets off on sucking me off, which he clearly did. Kirk, on the other hand, was obsessed with eating ass, which he did whenever he wasn't tweaking around the room, although he wasn't annoying about it so I didn't mind. The black guy had an impressive cock, easily 9" but not too thick, and Kirk's was around or just above average. They treated me to several rounds of them switching off between my hole and my mouth, usually with one in each. Later on one of the guys Kirk had invited to join actually arrived, and he was a very hot muscular 40ish British bottom stud, so attention of course shifted towards him for a bit but I wasn't left out for more than a minute or two. The new guy, though, had one of the more enormous cocks I've seen in a good long while, which I always think is a waste on a bottom, especially a super hot total bottom. When I've been in similar situations in the past I've usually ended up trying (with varied success) to top, but this time after we'd been getting fucked side by side for a while the Brit got up on his knees and indicated that he wanted in my used hole too. Even with how much I'd been opened up over the previous hours his giant cock still had to stretch my hole open as he first slid it in, although it did so pretty readily. He fucked me for just a couple minutes and then pulled out quickly so my hole would gape open for Kirk to dive into with his tongue and cock. Soon after that I decided to head home and let the tops play with the hot pro bottom, who had years of experience on me and who I hope to be like someday, but I'd been there for nine hours by then and was ready for something new. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... Saturday before last a bud of mine who I met a few months back and have had a couple hot nights with since invited me to join him and some other guys at his place. I had taken a load from a 40ish white guy in Hollywood a few hours earlier despite me not really clicking with him sexually (he was kind of dull and really quiet) - that's just the kind of cumslut I am. It turned out he had no fewer than four other guys there when I arrived, all of them rather good looking to boot. Three guys were on the mattress on the floor while my friend and the fifth guy sat in chairs against the wall. I joined the gang on the mattress between a shorter late 30s/early 40s-looking white guy with a slight European look and accent and a tall white guy about the same age with a solid gym body and an absolutely enormous cock. I've had well over 600 cocks up my ass in my life and even more in my mouth and his was easily top ten. They both fingered my hole and nips as I sucked their cocks back and forth for a while, then the horsehung guy wanted to fuck me because he and the one in the chair who turned out to be his boyfriend were tired and had to drive back to Long Beach to get home. I wasn't nearly opened up enough to take his cock more than the head and first little bit, but he was super close so I told him to stick the head in my hole right before he shot, which several guys have seemed to really love lately, and it took him less than half a minute to slide the head and a bit more in my hole right as he moaned and shot his load in me. As he and his boyfriend were leaving I realized that I had been talking to the guy who had just bred me earlier that weekend about coming down and being a fuck toy for the two of them sometime soon, so I was glad to have the chance to go down and take his giant cock completely, along with his hot hot whitewashed Latin muscle boyfriend's. As soon as they left, or actually as they were leaving, the shorter Euro-ish guy fucked me on my back holding my legs in the air, and after the massive one before it his slightly smaller than average dick slipped in easily and felt amazing. He told me how much he liked my hole having cum in it while he fucked me and I asked him if I could take his load as well, and he dumped a second load in me a minute or two later. As he was finishing with my hole the third guy on the bed, a tall Latin guy looking around 28 or 29 or so, who I was probably most into physically of the group besides my friend although that doesn't matter much to me, came back to the bed, having moved to one of the chairs while I was taking the horsehung guy's cum, and as soon as the Euro had pulled out he began sliding in, and his cock looked twice the size of the Euro (yet not even close to the horsehung guy), definitely a good 8 1/2 or 9 incher. By then my hole had been used and opened enough that he was even able to get through the second sphincter, which only a handful of guys have done recently, and he fucked another load into me after pounding me for at least a half hour, bringing the total by that point to three and a half or so loads in my frat boy hole. But the hottest thing about it was that I came without touching or even thinking about it as he pounded me...and it felt incredible. My friend took some pictures of him fucking me which is something I've been really wanting to do and haven't gotten the chance lately, and he got a few hot ones that now make me want to build up my fuckshot photo album even more. Here are a couple of them for your viewing pleasure. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... So in truth, today as I start this blog I do so basically just for my own sake; I've been meaning to start something like this for so long but never seem to get anything big off the ground, so I thought I'd start simple and see what grows out of it. Let's see; today, the last day of November 2009, marks just about exactly ten years since the first cock slid into my hole and left behind a load of cum. I'm a couple weeks shy of 25 and a half, so you do the math. I lost count before I even started, really; I remember attempting to come up with some kind of ballpark number around the start of my junior year in college, and I remember it hovering somewhere in the low 200s, although that was only partway down my road from slut to big old hungry cumslut. My best guess for where I currently stand is between 650 and 700 (I decided long ago that anal penetration, however brief, would be my standard of counting, otherwise if I had to add in all the cocks I've only sucked or otherwise handled I'd be completely up a creek). Not bad, but especially given my new rules (or lack thereof) and possibilities, I intend on getting that number to shoot up over the next year or so. The obvious starting point for a yearlong drive to get much more of the cock and all the cum I've always wanted to but for various reasons haven't done yet is New Year's, coming up in just a short month's time, at which point I'll probably make my quest public in case anyone happens to get off on keeping track with me. I won't try to do any vast retroactive reporting, although especially if and when I put this out there I'm sure I'll recount some of my hotter/sluttier/nastier experiences as well. So I'll write like only I might read this blog, and therefore hopefully achieve the total unapologetic honesty with my sex life that I have never yet been fully able to practice or embrace. I don't know what purpose, if any, this blog may serve, now or in the future, but I know it can't hurt to simply start and see what happens. -D More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... So now that I've actually created this blog, I do have a first "diary entry" to put down. It had been going on NINE days since my big and amazing fuckfest with the horsehung Long Beach stud, his gorgeous and quiet boyfriend, and his friend visiting from Portland who had much in common with me (and, I admit, I developed an instant and lingering crush on), which is on the long side for me. But since car repairs have left me literally broke for the current period until mid-December, my means of supplying myself with tools I like to use when getting my hole used have been literally nonexistent. So I ended up inviting a largely sight unseen guy over from BBRT, offering a location in exchange for less hospitable but more immediately unobtainable for me. He ended up being a black guy from New York, I thought maybe mid-thirties and later learned he recently turned 40; not typical eye candy but he was nice, intelligent, apparently with a mindset rather like mine (which of course meant he'd be from out of town), and what he made clear to be a great appreciation of my hole. He had arrived early without notice so I hadn't showered or tidied up so I was not at all in my comfort zone at any time, but he got his dick in me several times and for quite a while, although he didn't ever get to a cumming attempt. We actually ended up (as I seem to do incredibly frequently) talking, about politics, shared less-than-stellar experiences abroad, and other non-sexual but intellectual-ish things for a couple hours while he fingered my hole, and his fingers had pruned up by the time he pulled them out of me. He didn't seem to mind. He went back to the place he keeps in LA to arrange his flight back later tonight, intending to come back, but I missed his call if he made one and worked on some stuff I needed to do. Around 11:30 or so I went on BBRT and chatted with an Asian guy who asked me, "wanna get fuked and filled?" As I'm still getting used to issues of space and capacity since the great London debacle I've found myself becoming especially fond of being fucked by Asian guys, and I never had any problems with it before to begin with. I got fucked by the HOTTEST Asian guy two weeks ago, and have had more Asian dick in me lately than perhaps I had in the past: I just love the fit, the feel, and the big loads I get in me, since Asian guys often get the short end of the stick in the gay fucking world. But I love them, and can't get enough, not in a rice queen way but in a "I like how their cocks feel in my cunt and I love getting their loads inside me and knowing they probably don't jizz inside young white boycunt like mine. This guy was around 40, not a partier, but enjoyed both my holes and was, as I've found a number of guys to be lately, not difficult for me to please (in a good way...I like knowing what I'm doing or what he's doing to me is getting a guy off). He fucked me on my bed, doggie style the whole time (hooray!), playing just enough with my nips to get me revved up extra, and seeming to enjoy spending time in my hole and anticipating shooting his load inside it. He liked calling me a cumslut or cumhungry slut or other things like that, which rocked. He did cum in my hole after a good ten or even fifteen minutes of fucking, which is considerable for a quickie but not objectionable, and he didn't just shoot a loud quick load, he started, shot some, then pumped a bit, shot more, pumped more, shot more, and didn't pull out of me for a good five more minutes. When he did, my hole was definitely as juicy as he'd been saying it felt, and he actually let me suck his cock clean as he slid out of my hole, which lots of guys can't handle after shooting. And it tasted quite good, too, which made me happy. He stuck around a few more minutes with his dick down my throat and my finger feeling my used hole, then he headed out. I'd have loved to get more (a lot more), but for various reasons couldn't work anything out for the moment, but I still have his load in me. And as I'm thinking about shooting my own load soon before heading down to campus, I may try and get a little practice doing a trick I amazed myself by attempting with surprising success a few months back in cum hungry desperation; that being, trying to cum in my own hole, or at least as close to doing so as possible. I may even just go for it and try shoving the head in my hole as I cum rather than just cumming at the edge and letting it slide in and pushing it in with my fingers. And now that I've written the previous sentences I've definitely decided that's what I want to do. There'll be plenty more cocks and cum for me as I continue this blog, I'm sure of that. And now that I've written my first diary entry post I've discovered that the process of doing so is actually quite fun, and, more importantly, I've managed to get turned on all over again by the fucks I got hours earlier. I think this blog may have been a very good idea after all. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... My definition of the ideal hole for me to fuck is not one I feel I can usually share candidly, since my perfect hole is loose enough to take my dick without resistance or protest if I choose to plunge it in aggressively on the first thrust, and ideally one that has been well used throughout its history, both total and immediate. (The visiting Oregonian I mentioned recently falling in love with during my last Long Beach fuckfest night two weeks ago is the only person I've ever met who possesses both the absolute pinnacle of my perfect hole and a general aesthetic and personality that also appeals to me. I want to marry him, and I am going to track him down, dammit. Kyle, if you ever read this, please will you marry me?) Topping comes almost as unnaturally to me as I imagine fucking a woman would be; my cock is both maddeningly fickle and extremely sensitive and quick at the trigger. Actually, my dick-related performance issues and accompanying anxiety are made even more frustrating by my recent realization of its size categorization as "large" to even "huge" by nearly every man who's seen it at full power. I always felt that for all my perceived physical flaws I'd been blessed with a solidly good dick, but also felt that it fell nearer to the lower end of the size spectrum of "normal" cocks - an assumption I recently realized was probably due to my vantage point, as a dick looks the largest from below, followed by its appearance from the side, and smallest from above. And it's hard enough getting fully hard for me, but two things are guaranteed to make even my strongest, most throbbing hard-on vanish instantly: one is the condom (not even just the physical object, but the mere mention of it and accompanying terror it evokes in me), and the other is the flinch, protest, or other resistance of a bottom. I get the most pleasure from the actual act of entry, since spending any more than a minute or so inside a hole is almost guaranteed to make me shoot, and when that entry, especially the first entry, is interrupted I have lost the considerable momentum needed to go any further. Yeah, I know it's not fair, but that's why I insist I'm a fucking BOTTOM. There's this general distaste towards the idea of "total bottoms" within the bareback sex world that generally comes from an image of such a person as selfishly focused on his own pleasure, or (in my mind worse) a wannabe star desiring to be the center and focus of the sexual attention and adoration (read: most bottoms in their twenties...no wonder I have such a hard time getting replies or interest from bareback guys), a "Fucking Diva." We all know what I mean here, so don't pretend you don't. But with me, I'm not a bottom for my own sake alone. I'm a bottom because my body practically beat me over the head since I started sliding things up my ass at ten or eleven years old, making sure I knew full well what it was designed for. I have SOOOOOOOOO much more experience taking dick than giving; I have the need-to-please attitude that better suits a bottom (a bareback bottom, at least); and I have what I think is a socially beneficial sexual abnormality that results in me being so totally and extremely slutty that I would literally allow any cock inside my ass that was physically possible - that doesn't mean I'll INVITE just anyone, but that if I were faced with the imminent choice with my hole accessible and available I seriously can't think of a scenario where I would refuse entry to someone). I'm a bottom because I know I might well be the only boy like me willing to do a good deal of things (or people) and I feel some hifalutin divine responsibility to represent. I'm a bottom because I know I'd be a pretty lousy top compared to my peers, whereas I'm at least reasonably competent as a bottom. And all of these reasons are why no one gets to criticize me about anything having to do with topping or gets to judge me for being essentially a big, stereotypical (on the surface if not in reality) bottom boy from the big city. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... This evening I was simultaneously overwhelmed by the minute margin of error involved in paying December rent (particularly as I determined, after careful calculation, that the entire balance of my checking account, the check I received this afternoon from my father, the $20 I accidentally overpaid a friend when repaying a small loan a couple months ago that she is determined to give me, and the five loose dollar bills in my wallet added up to the exact amount of the rent check, before remembering the five dollar fee that is to be placed on my impending request for a cashier's check...the whole thing is sadistic) and desperately not in the mood to remain alone the rest of the evening that I accepted an unusually open and beneficent-sounding invitation to pay a visit to (and share in the resources of) a kind if markedly average-looking 40 year old Venezuelan in Pasadena. I'd subsequently laid tentative plans with a 26 year old from Long Beach who would have been a far better match had he contacted me literally three minutes earlier than he did, as I refuse to play the inconsiderate, selfish white boy in his 20s by doing things like blowing off a kind offer that I had already accepted in favor of something younger and whiter. He actually looked better than his pictures, which was an improvement from potentially homely to benignly inoffensive average-ness; score one for my host. Scores two through four hundred came as I discovered he was indeed every bit as selfless, understanding, open and a good host as he'd claimed to be. I decided not to take the next step with the boy from Long Beach, only to run into him a bit later online and foolishly succumb to his invitation to ditch my host and schlep down the 110 for some supposedly fun fucking around. Then just as the plan went into effect (with the worst timing ever), I somehow couldn't bring myself to go through with the planned charade, and my unusually hard cock ended up deep in his hairy but accommodating hole. If I may make a note in case anyone cares or might be affected by this someday, I do appreciate (if not fully believe still) when a person is genuinely complimentary about my physical appearance and attributes, as this particular host turned out to be extraordinarily keen on being. However, when I'm trying to fuck around (or really, for that matter, pretty much any other time as well), I don't like a general tone of pseudo-romanticness, or otherwise sweetness. It does not advance my sexual quest to hear a person compliment my smile, my eyes, or other compliments that involve the words "cute" or "beautiful" (unless the latter is used about a sexual part, in which case that is both flattering AND a turnon). And of course I feel like the most pompous and ungrateful lout whenever this kind of situation happens, and could (and should) never actually share this abnormally unappreciative fact with someone who has spent some amount of time and effort paying me compliments that I would have killed to have gotten from ANYONE at any time five or six years ago as I was drowning in the cruelly shallow West Hollywood bar gay culture. Instead, I typically smile politely and hope the well-intentioned patron correctly analyzes my oft pointedly blank expression and changes tack. But I learned that the situation I just described tended to only exist whenever my dick was not inside his ass, and therefore made every effort to see that that was not the case as much as possible. And finally I was enjoying myself (physically) so much that I asked permission to cum (meaning no pulling out, which is my rule as a rare top as well as bottom), was granted it, and enjoyed the most glorious orgasm inside his hole that I suspect might still be making its way out of his ass. It was a lot of cum, especially for me. And to his credit, as I made sure to tell him, he did have the kind of opening that is the only one for which I will undertake the role of top for any amount of time - my fucked up way of complimenting what I consider a great hole. He was a genuinely decent guy and I was more than happy to add him to the short list of guys I've bred. And I should be sexually satisfied now for at least the bulk of the day ahead. This is always a good thing on a work day. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... Okay, whether or not I ever write here or for that matter do anything ever again I have to just document the supremely incredible fuck I just got tonight...and out of the nearly 700 or so ballpark estimate I'm talking this being up there in the top ten. I'll definitely fill in all the hot details shortly, but just the basics: he was very attractive (not exactly the norm with me, though that's not a requirement either), about 35 with a nice defined swimmer type body that looked gym-sculpted, a cute face, and a cock that went from pleasantly plump to porn star-like perfection: not freakishly huge, but with the perfect tapering from head to base, straight as an arrow like mine, etc. But mainly it just was one of those cocks that just fit inside me perfectly; he got past second sphincter without any resistance or discomfort from me outside or in, and it just was an amazing quick fuck that ended with his rather loud orgasm as he shot inside me that will probably have my nosy neighbors talking for a while. It was just such an unexpected rendezvous where everything that usually can go wrong or just less than ideally went, well, the way it would go in one of the great Falcon movies from the early nineties. Except with a creampie. Now I'm off for potentially more fun with a friend in Hollywood.... I will, of course, keep you posted. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... So around 5 or 5:30 this morning I put up a Craigslist ad looking for a quick pump-and-dump load or two before work. Got some fun responses I'll definitely follow up on in the future, and the first winner was a guy who lives seven or eight blocks away and who had an above average torso pic and who I guessed to be mid to late 30s. I was figuring it would be a simple quickie as planned. But the moment I saw him outside the gate I was taken aback by how totally hot he was: he fit so much of the mold of my ideal aesthetics in a man that of course I got a bit nervous, because usually guys I feel that way about don't tend to be into me. But when we got to my apartment he was naked instantly and he had a gorgeous cock to top everything off. I was sucking him off as he sat on the couch, then he pulled me up and began making out with me, like passionately, and I started to become aware that he apparently was as unexpectedly into me as I was into him. He liked spitting into my mouth or onto my chest and stomach, something I've never much been into but LOVED him doing, and he started referring to me as his boy and him as a daddy, even though he was definitely not old enough to make the title a given. He talked about wanting to tie me up and use me, eventually getting me used by other guys too, and he was really into my hole in ways I haven't encountered much but found I loved. I'm usually too tense to really enjoy being rimmed, but he would blow into my ass and tell me to push it back out, going against every impulse I've trained myself to have but in a refreshing, not problematic way. His cock was definitely big, but best of all it was just thin enough to fit through my tight second sphincter that is an issue (usually just for a moment, but still) with 99.9% of cocks that have been in there since my surgeries, and as I realized that I just pushed down onto it and sure enough it went in. I know that feels unbelievable and unusual for guys who've been able to get in that deep, and it always sounds like they're loving it. He shot a LOT of cum inside me and I would have gladly kept his cock in me all day if we didn't both have to go to work. I know it was a lot because as I sit here writing this it's oozing out my hole slowly, meaning he overflowed me, and I can hold a lot of cum. Fucking AMAZING and I hope to get to take up on this idea of being his boy that he said he wanted. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy's original blog post... Well, here it is, the first day of 2010, which also happens to be the first day of a year I've been sort of planning for quite a while now. My ultimate overall goal for this year is that it be one in which I shed any last lingering doubts, concerns, inhibitions, self-consciousness, and any other obstacles to me living the life and becoming the sexual creature I've known my whole life that I want and need to be, since I've become increasingly certain over the years that to do so will be the key to realizing my potential and my most inherent needs. I'd been planning to keep a sort of record of the year ahead and my attempts, be they successful or less so, to finally match my actions with my desires and thoughts, a public record in blog form, as while my sexual adventures, thoughts and efforts to come are primarily on my own behalf, as is to be expected, a part of what makes my ideal sex life so terrifically hot in my mind is the notion of sharing it in some way with other guys who for whatever reason liked or got turned on by what I do, how I think and essentially who I am. That's definitely not to say that I expect that from others by any means - I couldn't be further from being that egotistical and self-confident. But as much as things like getting my hole full of cum turn me on, I get twice as turned on by someone getting turned on by me getting my hole full of cum. (Wrap your head around that if you can!) So whether one solitary guy stumbles upon my 2010 journal and enjoys himself or a hundred guys do so, I'll love it all so much more for knowing someone else is getting some kicks out of this stuff too. Since my ideas on the aforementioned public blog are more suited to a different blog host, I won't be using this particular one anymore, as I started this sort of as a leadup trial run for myself and didn't expect much if any readership at any time. However, as I've heard from several guys over the last month or so who somehow found their way here and seem to have enjoyed what they found (which I love, and apologize that I've been slow replying to such messages lately!), I thought I'd put a little transitional ending here instead of vanishing into thin air! If you feel so inclined you can pop over to fratcumdump.wordpress.com from now on; keep in mind that it may not be fully functioning for a little bit while I get it all up and started. At some point I'll export my posts from this blog over there as well. Thanks for reading, and happy new year! More...