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To see AIDSFukka's original blog post click here Q: Have you ever been stealthed, before knowing you were poz? A: 1. YES! 2. No. That is: I've always barebacked, since my beginning in the late 70ies. And I've never made any inquiries about a guy's sero-status - not even in the first AIDS-panic years: so, hard to imagine I could ever been "technically" stealthed. The funny thing, though, is that I did happen to be stealthed, just a few years ago, during a naked party. He was a hot guy, soffucking hot. He stood in front of me, while he started to wear his condom: hey, did I mention he was HOT? Fuck, I said, I want that cock - wrapped or not. Not being a BB party, I supposed he was just doing that way because he used so - or maybe because of my biohazard tat.. whatever. He fucked me quite good, quite long, and in multiple positions: and of course I was not paying attention at what was happening to his damn rubber when he was pulling out his cock and then shoving it back up my ass. Ok, at last he shot his load: much to my disappointment, though, he really ran away and disappeared as soon he'd finished his job. Shit, shame.. I was hoping to rescue his condom, at least.. I just was fancying his juices flowing down my throat. Amen. But much to my surprise, few minutes later I began to feel something wet and sticky dripping off my asshole.. LOL! THE SONOFABITCH HAD STELTHED ... "ME"!!! POZitively one of the best shags I've had: ok, but absolutely the one ended in the most hilarious way, at all!! Still wonder if he was poz-and-poz-aware, or if maybe he was just one of those "smart" guys who think they're "NEG", and like to lure their fuck-buddies showing their condom, just to get rid of it "later", and have their share of (obviously) "healthy" fun... I like the second hypothesis: at that time my VL was rocketing sky-high.. and at least, today that lovely sonofabitch is likely to have something more private to think upon, than trying to mess with older cats... (_(_)//////D~~(_o_) More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I was working off-site today and on the way back to the office, I swung by a bookstore/adult video arcade. As it happened, it turned out to be 12:30p - so I was hoping for some kind of lunch crowd. The parking lot seemed promising - a nice mix of things like pick-up trucks and BMWs. I wasn't sure what to expect. I don't know why I think outside the box, they are always the same kind of guys. Hell, I'm one of those kind of guys. Middle aged, horny, desperate. I roam the halls and stalls looking - always looking. I peeked in one stall to see this hot guy (for there) getting blown. I could never see the guy blowing him as he was face down in the guy's crotch. However, the feeder just stared at me and pretty much ignored his eater. But I moved on. I took a booth and waited. It didn't take long. Some guy came in, that in theory was all wrong. Thinning hair on top, but long in the back. His cock was almost 7" but I was hungry and went down on it. The guy had the perfect mouth. Telling me what I was, what I was to do to him. How he wanted to fuck me. Raw. He fucked my face and my throat and I took it. With no doors on the booths, many were coming and going, looking in for a spell. When the guy did blast off, it was a HUGE HUGE load. And it tasted great. I immediately regretted not having him stand me up, turn me around and fuck me right there for all to see. I moved around a bit after that. What I didn't realize is that one of the guys who was watching me was the first feeder. The guy was mid-40s and a rough looking sort. The kind of guy who knows what he wants and how to get it - no questions. He wasn't great at taking hints. He had me on my knees making me blow him. "Making" is all relative, I suppose. He hissed at me that he didn't give the other guy his load because he knew he'd be feeding it to me. HOT. I sucked him for a long time. I got face fucked by him too. More guys in the doorway. He told me he couldn't cum until he saw my pretty little ass. I dropped my suit pants and let him see it. He pushed me against a wall and rubbed it up and down my crack. This is where his hint taking would have been good. He said he wanted to fuck me. I said nothing. It's not that I didn't want it, it's that I wanted him to just TAKE me regardless of my desires. I wanted or needed him to be in control this way. He didn't do it. He did put my back on my knees and unloaded my second load of the day. Another biggie. Possibly bigger than the first. #3 was at the door watching, but oblivious that #2 had shot and I had swallowed. He was ok too. Late 20s, black hair and lots of potential. A medium dick but thick. He didn't take long at all. Must have been worked up by the show. He shot a small load and it was awfully bitter. Way bitter. But it was a good day. It was pushing me to 10 loads for the month. At this rate, I will hit my 100 loads for a year. More...

One other issue I'll work on fixing is that when you submit a new thread it looks like it didn't work, but it did...

So the point of this whole forum thing is to let you guys start your own discussions and talk back and forth between each other. Basically there are forums for fiction and others for the whole bug chasing / gift giving thing (since that could turn some guys off it's kept separate). So start a thread and try it out, or respond to someone elsee's thread... And yes, I still have some work to do. The most obvious thing is the design - haven't worked that out yet. And I need to work on how it handles image (among other things)...

To see SDsk8rBoi's original blog post click here I get a message on dn from this "safe only" buff bottom from a flat midwestern state, so I try to find out what's he done or would like to do. Here's the exchange that followed: BuffFarmBoy: love ur thick hairy bush, love smellin a dudes bush with his cock down my throat. sdsk8rboi: thanks. and after u take my cock in your mouth, do u want it in your ass? BuffFarmBoy: hell yes, would like to straddle you and sit ur cock and lick those hot pits of yours. sdsk8rboi: so u wanna wrap your ass around my bare cock while u lick my pits? BuffFarmBoy: hell yes, love to have you feed me ur cock so I can get it hard so I can sit on it and feel you fill my ass, then lick ur pits and tweek ur nips so I can feel ur cock swell up in my hole and watch your eyes to see how good it would make you feel. sdsk8rboi: when you're riding my cock, squeeze hard on my nips when i'm ready to cum and i'll deposit a bigger load of my seed deeper inside you. BuffFarmBoy: sounds like ur nips are definitely wired to your cock, so are mine and love em worked over while riding ur cock. also makes my hole grab on tight to your cock and suck ur seed from you. like to kiss while my ass is getting pounded to and feel ur bod pressed up against mine. sdsk8rboi: oh yeah, squeeze hard with your ass around my cock, suck out more of that seed. then flip you over, hold you from behind and nibble on your ears while i pound another load into you. BuffFarmBoy: yeah, love to get flipped over by you feel you drill in deeper from behind me, feel the weight of you bod pressed against mine and work up another load of ur seed from your balls as they slap against my ass, love the sound of my ass getting pounded and feel the sweat from your bod drip from you onto me. can hear the sound of your cock sliding in n out of me going in n out using ur load of cum as lube. sdsk8rboi: and once i deposit the second load in your cummy hole, i'll lay on top of you with my arms wrapped under yours, feel the hair in your pits, and leave my cock inside you to hold in the cum. when i get hard again, i'll pump more seed into your spermy hole. BuffFarmBoy: damn love to feel you laying on top of my playin with my pits my hard cock pressed against the bed, keeping me plugged up holding ur seed in me. how long to work up a third load and get ur cock hard for the third round, bet ur cum would start dripping from my hole as you drip it a third time, you shoot big loads? will my hole be just drippin and hear ur seed squish between my hole n ur cock? sdsk8rboi: i usually shoot big loads, especially if i haven't cum in a few days or longer. i'll leave your hole squishy with cum, even better if some of it's dripping out. how long do u wanna hold all by seed inside you? BuffFarmBoy: as long as you want to keep me plugged with ur cock, wouldn't mind tasting one of ur huge loads as well let me suck the sperm from your balls as you deposit it into my mouth. sdsk8rboi: i'll be pretty much spent once i fill your hole. but you can clean off my cock once i pull out. maybe finger my hole to get me hard again. where do you like to shoot the seed from your tasty cock? BuffFarmBoy: i like to drop my seed wherever the dude that i'm with wants it, gets him the most turned on, get him working on his next load. ever snowball? drop a load in my mouth then kiss me and get some of ur load back? sdsk8rboi: in my ass, on my ass, or in my mouth if you want some of it back that way. maybe slide my cock back into your wet hole while we're snowballing. ever do a gang bang or want to? get your ass seeded by multiple guys? BuffFarmBoy: damn would love to be tastin ur or my seed and feel you slide back in my hole, hear it, taste it smell it while feeling you open me up for more. never done a gang bang but have always wanted to, always thought it would be hot to be in a sling n have dudes lined up ready to plow my ass. have you ever had multiple loads dumped in you? sdsk8rboi: that be hot being one of the tops for you at a gang bang, with you in a sling. slide into your wet hole, with cum already dripping out, and shoot my load deep in your hole. maybe have one of the other tops seed mine as i seed yours. i've never taken multiple loads, but would love to do that sometime. i'm more of a top, though. i'm not sure if my hole could take that many cocks that quickly. maybe pass out and wake up with my hole sore and dripping with cum. BuffFarmBoy: definitely have you topping me then, have you ever fucked a guy in a sling? have always wanted to but never have. I have been blindfolded, my nips clamped, my balls bound and tied to a bed with my legs pulled open while getting fucked, was fucking hot. but never been fucked and have the dude fucking me getting fucked at the same time. actually never even had a three way but always wanted to have my ass filled and have a cock down my throat at the same time. sdsk8rboi: i've never fucked or been fucked in a sling, but want to do that. i wish i was there when you were tied down to the bed, ass up. i'd shoot so much and so deep. is your hole smooth, rimmed,or furry? i've done three ways, but not recently. l shoot more when i've got a cock in my ass. wait til i feel the warm cum start to fill my hole, then explode inside you. BuffFarmBoy: yes that definitely would be fun to do. yeah you would like a turn with my ass in the air not able to move and you could take total control. yeah does the cum slippin in ur hole push you over the edge? sdsk8rboi: actually the cock being in my ass could do it, but i'd rather hold out for the cum. when getting fucked, i can often cum without being touched, but i usually try to hold out because i'd rather deposit my seed inside a tight ass. this all works out nicely if i'm the middle in a three way. More...

To see SDsk8rBoi's original blog post click here One of the guys I've topped locally was at the recent leather weekend in DC and sent me this account. It's too hot not to post. If you’re interested, I want to give you a rundown on the leather weekend in DC. On Friday night, I cruised the halls of the host hotel (I was staying at a different hotel). This guy and I hooked up, but he was a visitor like me without a room. No problem, we ducked into a stairwell and started playing. Before long, his bare cock was riding my hole and we started attracting an audience. We switched places, and I started to fuck him. One of the onlookers got behind me and slid his cock into my hole. I love being in the middle! A few other guys fucked me and my newfound buddy as we kept switching places. After about 30 minutes, we went in different directions and I had a load in me. I wandered the halls some more and looked into some of the open rooms. The hotel was like a 9 story bath house, with guys cruising and playing everywhere. I got fucked a few more times and got one more load. Before calling it a night, I unloaded my balls in a bottom in one of the rooms. On Saturday, I attended a BB party in one of the guest rooms back at the host hotel. The room had 2 beds, and there were guys fucking on the beds and also standing and sucking/fucking. The room was packed. There were probably 25 guys there at any one time. I fucked some of the bottom boys who were on their hands and knees on the beds. One of them finally got up, and I took his place, with my head down and ass in the air. It wasn’t long before I felt a guy fingering my lubed hole and then sliding in his cock. After a while he pulled out and within 15 seconds another cock was in my hole. I did this for about a half hour and took I’d say about 15 cocks in that time, and I think 3 loads. Not many guys wanted to cum, at least not until later. For the most part, I have no idea who fucked me. I kept my head down and it was anon, although one or two of the tops flipped me on my back and then I could see the guy. At one point, I heard 2 guys behind me talking about me. One asked the other “How long has he been here? How many cocks has he had? How many loads do you think he has taken tonight?” It was hot hearing them talk about me like I was a piece of meat and loved the way they considered me to be a slutty cumdump. After taking a break and walking the halls for awhile, I went back to the BB party and got back on one of the beds. My cunt was really opened up and cummy and I took some more cocks. There was a cute bottom next to me getting fucked as well and we kissed and made out with each other while our respective asses were being used. It was really hot. I was getting tired, so when he and I were both free I got up and started fucking him. This came to the surprise of some of the tops watching as I guess they thought I was an exclusive bottom. Anyhow, the cute bottom I was fucking had a great body and a very juicy cumhole. When I was ready I blew my load up his chute. All in all, a very fun time. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Men, I finally made it to Hellhole, the monthly fisting party on the edge of SOMA...in a warehouse/office bldg. next door to Mr. S. Leather. Hellhole is very well organized, as are most fisting events, for reasons I will get to later. A cheerful guy greets you as you enter the bldg. and shows you the way...there are signs along the way, leading up stairways and down hallways. Now it costs something, probably to keep out the guys who aren't serious, because as we know, fisting is serious, maybe the most serious of all male-to-male sex encounters. Last night it cost $25 with some of the proceeds going to charity...yeah, that sounds expensive, but you never get the feeling that it is a ripoff The space isn't all that big: the main room has about 10 or 12 slings, one upholstered platform, and a St. Andrew's cross...there are 2 other separate spaces, with more slings and another fuck platform...I didn't like the lighting there...it was too bright, so I stuck to the main space. The fisting brotherhood may appear to be clique-ish but that's because there's an element of trust that's required in a fisting relationship. You wouldn't let just any crowbar stick his arm up your ass, now would you? But...this can pose a problem if you hit these parties stag...most of the participants are partners or have known one another for a long time. I found another single who admitted he was still learning the 'art' of fisting...and I believe him, as his hole was the tightest I've ever handled. With some patience and determination, we eventually got my whole fist up there where I discovered the landscape of his love tract...there were ridges and nubbins in there, and I massaged them all with my fingertips, nothing else moving except those select digits. The man was in total bliss. All this time, we played in silence, our eyes locked, and the concentration, the sex was intense. But most notably, his tight hole gripped my hands like a vise, to the point where I felt an relentless pressure bearing down on the fist...this was a 'first' for me..most holes I've fisted were big, greasy, sloppy holes allowing for a lot of movement deep inside. This guy wore me out, and I was grateful when he called for a break. He requested that I use gloves, and of course, I did. After all, we'd just met. I wish it were a little darker in Hellhole...some darkness would add to the mystique, and the marginal quality of this fetish and all its taboos. For all of the fisting going on, Hellhole didn't seem quite nasty enough for me, although that's my own little take on things. It may be the best place for regular fisting, but it's still a bit small...you may have to wait a while before a sling becomes available. Everyone is friendly and considerate, which shouldn't be surprising since fisting has its own etiquette and most of the guys into it are educated, literate and professinal types, much more so that the gay population at large. At Hellhole there wasn't a chance that I would get fucked, and I didn't relish standing around, so I bailed around midnight, although the action goes on until 2. I can certainly recommend Hellhole, and anyone interested can start at their website HellholeSF.com. So in search of dick, I made tracks for Mack, which is only 2 blocks away, and more about Mack in my next post. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while know of the boy I refer to as “faggotjewboy.” his story has not been told yet. I’ve related part of his story, but there’s so much more I can say about this manboy who is bound to me for life. There’s all the backstory—now over three years of it—a rich, and complex backstory that needs to be told. Consistent themes in my blog, and in my life, are these concepts of hierarchy, inequality, and power imbalance. How many different forms can that take? How many ways can one man submit to another? What are the limits? How many variations can there be? What could represent the ultimate form of submission? And what would compel a man to submit so permanently and completely? These are all good questions to ponder. It is interesting to me to consider how what began with a simple “nice pic” comment from FJB led him to serve me in the way that he has and will continue to for the rest of his life. In retrospect, all of this was very planful, methodical, dark, and sadistic—like Me. They say that Germans are good at planning. I think that I have proven that beyond any doubt. My German heritage has served me well. I can be very determined, strategic, and methodical when I want to be. FJB can attest to this. In fact, he has on many occasions. He’s not shy about acknowledging my prowess, my singleness of purpose, my capacity for manipulation and control. These are all just accepted as givens at this point. But how did W/we get here? My regular readers know about FJB’s past. Being used by anonymous men in the woods at age 15. Being used by men ever since. A lifetime path set at age 15. Every experience, every degradation, leading him right to me. The times he found himself on the sticky floor in a booth in an adult bookstore, everytime he swallowed a stranger’s load, everytime he sought acceptance through service to other men, all preparation for this—all steps on the path that led him right into my waiting arms. Within a few weeks of that first communication between FJB and Me, O/our chats led naturally to our common interests. FJB is turned on by the idea of gun play, and so am I. FJB is turned on by the idea of the cold steel blade of a knife on his neck, and so am I. FJB is turned on by cigars, tight leather cop gloves, and hard backhands, whether deserved or otherwise. You get the idea. To be continued. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here So given O/our common interests, things just evolved. his need for approval played right into my hands. his darkness dovetailed nicely with my darkness. To use a term from1980s business think, there was synergy there. he was looking for no one, but he found Me. and as for Me, I didn’t seek him out. But there he was. Day in, day out, in regular, almost constant communication. It’s important to note that as things evolved between U/us, one could look at what happened in very different ways. I know both his version, and I have My own version. I have discussed it with him ad infinitum. So in his version of things, I manipulated him—methodically, deliberately, and willfully—to suit my purpose. As he sees it, there was something I needed, and he happened to be the one who appeared at the right place at the right time. In the way that he paints the picture, I had been ramping up to this, and was waiting for someone like him. he will tell you that I was just waiting patiently for a boy who had a high need for acceptance and approval, with a submissive nature, who would be willing to do almost anything for a superior MAN. he’d have you believe that I took advantage of him. he might even go so far as to say that I tricked him into asking me to do what I did to him. he would say that I’m dark enough and smart enough to do all this to a man who is just as dark, if not darker, than Myself. FJB is no dullard. he is smart, successful, insightful, and nobody’s fool. he knows what he is, and what he is built for: service. Always the 15 year old boy serving superior men. Some things never change. In a previous post about FJB, I believe I made a point of noting how I offered him an out, an escape clause, if you will, in early 2006. I told him that while I thought the plans that he and I discussed were very highly erotically charged, and really got Me going, that I wanted to give him an out, a chance to reconsider what he was committing himself to. In other words, I gave him a chance to escape being tethered to Me for life. I gave him an opportunity to alter course—to, in fact, leave the path he had begun to follow with Me. I think that was more than fair, and quite beneficent of Me. Not surprisingly, FJB would tell the story differently. In his iteration, I had no intention of letting him slip through My fingers. As he would tell it, I tricked him into thinking that I was offering him an out, so that he would, in turn, ask me to continue down the path with him. Which, in fact, he did. he did talk me into continuing down the path on which W/we had embarked. Whether his perspective is right, or Mine is right, the end result was the same. Competing versions of the story don’t much alter the outcome. To be continued. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here I’ve written only Parts 1 and 2 thus far. I need to keep going. There’s more to tell. It’s been a very busy winter–more than you’d think for the months of January and February. More...

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To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here After an absence of almost six months, my cashfag is back. He enjoys the game. It gets him off. I know it makes his little cock hard when I cashrape him. That’s just how he’s wired. This is his reality. Do you know this cash fag? If you do, please let me know. Perhaps we could tag team him. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here I have been mindful lately that I really need to get back to more regular posting to this blog. It has been too long, and I still have more to say. I enjoy messages from readers who like my blog and want me to continue it. It seems as though I often throw this excuse out, but I have been busy with a number of things that have distracted me from my writing. Chief among the distractions have been work and consulting. If only I could paid for writing blog posts, then I might find myself wrting more and doing other things less.But so far I’m keeping my day job, and then some. Just to catch you up, here are some highlights: My partner is doing okay. One of our goals is to take another trip before summer is over. This blog is not the place to air dirty laundry where that relationship is concerned. My out-of-state “son” is doing well. I need to continue his backstory. I’m three years behind in telling his story, with one anniversary having just passed last month, and another anniversary coming up this month with him. My dark, sadistic MASTER is a front and center presence in my life. HE is doing well. My out-of-state slave is somewhat errant. I don’t know what is going on with him. Not sure he is really a slave in spite of his desire to be one, and the years he’s known me. I’ve met an interesting local FF buddy, and have played with him twice. I hope to get my whole fist inside him soon. Every time I try, I get a bit deeper inside him. I’m enjoying that a lot. I have a new slave candidate in the LA area who has proven to be quite interesting and consistent. He would be another out-of-state distance slave. I’m getting to know him, and get inside his head. He has sort of an approach-avoidance relationship with poppers. He’s turned on by the idea of being addicted to them, but knows they could spell his destruction. And he’s willing to put the decision in my hands. I find that very hot. Bottom line is that this slave desires to be abused. Abuse turns him on. Talk about an offer I can’t refuse. BTW, he found me through my blog. Go figure. There is an even newer slave candidate in Portland, Oregon, who I’m just beginning to know. He’s young and quite experienced for his age. The good news there is that he loves pain. He’s speaking my language. BTW, the cash fag paid me last week. Technically, it’s called cashrape. But that doesn’t quite do justice to the complexities involved. His little cock gets hard the harder I push him, the more unrelenting I am, the more force I use. And I get off on the power trip when he pays. He actually sent the Portland pain pig my way, but it turns out that the Portland pain pig is not into cash slavery, and even if he were, that doesn’t mean I will forget about the German cash slave. So that’s where that stands. And last but not least, the cigar slave of whom I’ve written here a few times. I haven’t used him this year. I’m not sure where all of that is going. I have this feeling in my gut that I may not be playing with him again. It seems as though that part of our relationship is in the past. The sad thing is that I don’t know where things stand now, and I’m not sure what the future holds for me and him. I’ll keep you posted. I hope that given this short recap, you will see that I my plate is full. Sometimes I feel as though I don’t have time to write about it all because I’m too busy living it. But I won’t use that as an excuse. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here I realized that I neglected to mention a pig who I’ve had my eye on for some time now. This pig used to live in another state, but has relocated to Chicago, quite independent of my interest in it (him). I’ve spent a lot of time getting inside his head, and I think that I have made significant progress in that respect. I’m poised to take things to the next level with this pig, and actually meet him. I know who and what he is, and where he belongs. he needs to be kept down low, and treated for just what he is: a dirty kike pig. This pig needs lots of Aryan domination and abuse, and I’m just the sort of leather biker skin Daddy who can provide that. I am already able to access this faggot 24/7 virtually. I need only add the physical component in order to really have him right where I want him: at MY boots, under MY rimseat, doing MY bidding. It will happen. More...

To see Leather Skin Biker's original blog post click here . MASTER DAVID's cum in my moustache and beard. I had the distinct privilege of serving MASTER DAVID recently. The session was amazingly intense–the connection was deep and strong. MASTER DAVID was smokin’ hot–on fire, actually. He loved me, kept me safe and protected, and he hurt me. He is good that way–knowing exactly what I need and how much I can take. MASTER DAVID offers a rare combination of love and darkness. HE had text-messaged me at about 5:15 to tell me that he would be over at 7p. He wanted me buzzed, herbed if I wanted. I had worked a long week, and was tired. I just needed a few minutes of sleep, so I would be ready in time for his arrival at 7p, so I took a short nap. When the iPhone alarm went off at 6:15, I wasn’t sure what day it was–that’s how deep my sleep had been in spite of the short nap time. Ironically, I felt lazy and unmotivated to move. I held the phone in my hand and hit the snooze bar a couple times before moving all 260 pounds of me to my feet. Once I was up, I had to focus and get ready. MASTER DAVID told me he wanted me leathered, looking like a dom/top. He enjoys the contrast between the way I look and the sub I am. I get off on that too. There are plenty of contradictions in O/our relationship, with that being just one. So I poured myself some Glenfiddich to sip while I got ready. I took a couple tokes of weed. I felt good. I was starting to feel the anticipation of seeing MASTER DAVID, and serving him. W/we have been discussing my receiving more nip training and doing more boot work. So I knew those might be on the agenda for the night. And I knew that he would hurt me. And I looked forward to giving him what he enjoys, pleasing him. That’s what it is all about when I serve MASTER DAVID. All about him. At 7p I received an SMS from MASTER DAVID. He was letting me know that he was close by, finding parking. That meant it would be just a matter of minutes. I was full of excitement and anticipation for his arrival. I had dressed in my leather jeans, leather arm band on the left, leather wrist wallet on the left, my leather shirt, and my Wesco engineers, which reach up to my knees. I was dressed, herbed, slightly buzzed, feeling great. My tiredness seemed a distant memory by that time. I was ready. Pumped. Horned. Leathered. All systems go. I buzzed MASTER DAVID into the building, and within a few moments he was at my door. I invited him in, or more accurately, he walked into my house and made the place his, just as I am. I teased him about being late. He asked me if I wanted to pursue that further, and he encouraged me to do so and see how it goes. I love his sense of humor. So one thing led to another and before I knew it, MASTER DAVID was deep kissing me. He is a great kisser, with a very talented tongue. And I was happy to have his tongue in my mouth, to feel his heat, and anticipate what was coming later. MASTER DAVID always smells really good. Not in a cologned way, but a soapy fresh, squeaky clean sexy manly way, with his own scent strong enough that it sends arousal signals to my brain. I breathed in his scent and ran my fingers through his thick black hair. I was feeling very happy, lucky, safe, and turned on. I felt MASTER DAVID’s cock through his pants, and it was rock hard. He told me that was for me, and it was because of me. Yeah, I turn him on, and he turns me on. There’s no equivocation about that. I squeezed that big cock of his through his pants, held onto it* and him. I am gratified when I make MASTER DAVID happy, in any and every way he likes. Eventually, W/we landed on the bed, and I laid on top of him, trying as hard as I could to get closer. If I could climb inside MASTER DAVID, I surely would. I soaked up all that heat, all that power, all the darkness, and the love. I felt good, safe, protected, loved in that moment with him. It was exactly what I needed. MASTER DAVID is tender and loving, as well as dark and sadistic. That these different facets exist in this one incredible MAN is something that pleases and arouses me. I need that kind of connection, that kind of complexity, and darkness. I feel that. It resonates with me on a deep level. There was more kissing and he held me close for several minutes. I had onto his thick hard cock through his pants. He had not given me permission to undo his pants or unzip his zipper or anything like that, so I just enjoyed his cock through the fabric. MASTER DAVID had brought a bag full of gear. One of the first things he wanted to do was to put a collar on me for the evening. He had brought two. One was a thick black leather collar, and the other a heavy steel chain/padlock collar. First went on the leather collar. He told me to go look in the mirror. I did so. I loved how it looked. And how it felt. It made me feel safe and loved. With collar on, locked, W/we returned to the bed and he had me lay under him. He gave me some poppers and then started punching my chest, hard. Both sides. He increased the speed of the punches, until it felt like a deep vibration pulsing through my whole body. My head was spinning a bit. He fed me more poppers, then told me to sit up, and he slapped my face twice rapidly, on the left side. All the while his cock remained rock hard for me, and because of what he was doing to me. That made me very happy. MASTER DAVID told me to go take a drink of whatever I liked. I was still sipping the scotch, and alternating that with sips of ginger ale. I was dry, so the soda was quite welcome. And the scotch tasted that much better for coming amidst the endorphins pulsing through my system. Next MASTER DAVID put the nipple clamps on me, to a tightness I could tolerate easily. Not too tight, not too loose. He worked my nipples hard that night. The clamps reminded me that I am his and that he is in control. With the nip clamps on, MASTER DAVID next dug his fingernails into the areas he had just pummeled with his fists on my chest. They were still tender from the punching, and the sharpness of his nails on those tender areas was intense for me. Then more kissing. Hard kissing, mixed with some biting of my tongue, lip, and taking me down. MASTER DAVID held me, never letting me fall–a metaphor for how he cares for me day to day, never letting me fall. As I mentioned, MASTER DAVID told me some weeks ago that he wanted to put me on his boots more, give me more boot training, and I had told him I looked forward to receiving more boot training. I haven’t had nearly enough experience servicing boots, but I am good at it. So next came the boot service. I changed the music for the boot service. I put on Rammstein, which seemed appropriate. Scene set. Rammstein. Jewish MASTER. Aryan skin servicing the Jewish MASTER’s boots. How’s that for paradoxical? How’s that for a mindfuck? The skin licking, sucking, making love to the Jew’s boots, while listening to Rammstein. Sieg Heil! I serviced MASTER DAVID’s boots for quite some time. He was rock hard, and would keep the boot not being serviced on my back, between my shoulder blades, adding pressure. Not too much pressure, just enough. W/we talked about how my skin mates should see me now, licking Jew boots. Yeah. 8814. After thoroughly licking, sucking, worshipping MASTER DAVID’s boots, I paused to offer a suggestion. I asked MASTER DAVID if, perhaps, he thought I needed more punching. He said yes, and asked me where I needed it. I told him I needed more punches to my chest. This was a first–me asking for more punching. I think I caught MASTER DAVID off guard. I don’t think he saw this coming, but there it was. And it seemed to please him mightily, as did my getting another opportunity to make him happy. So this time, MASTER DAVID told me to stand up for the punches, instead of being under him like first time earlier in the evening. My head was already spinning from worshipping his boots, and then I felt his fists on me again. I felt that deep connection again. I thanked him for each blow to my chest with “I love YOU too, MASTER.” What came next was something I did not ask for–paddling. MASTER DAVID has paddled me before, and I typically carry the bruises and welts for days. I took some poppers before the paddling began. I wanted to find a ball gag, because I knew I’d be yelping and screaming before the padding was over. But the ball gag was not close at hand. MASTER DAVID gave me a dirty sock from the laundry to stick in my pig mouth. That would do. I just needed something to bite down on to get through the paddling–I knew it. MASTER DAVID started slowly and gently, and gradually ratcheted up the intensity of the paddling, so that it became very painful. I definitely used the sock. I was biting down hard, and I moaned and yelped through the sock biting. MASTER DAVID offered me more poppers as the intensity increased. He said I was doing good, and he was pleased. MASTER DAVID spoke to me while he paddled me. There had been a fuck up on my part in recent months, and MASTER DAVID took the opportunity to confirm with me that I would not defy him again, as I had a few months ago, during the paddling. Through the sock I indicated that I would not defy him or disobey him again. He made me promise, and swear to obey him and not defiantly act against his wishes again. He doesn’t ask that much of me, so the least I could do is obey the short list of commands he gives me. “Yes, yes, yes,” I said, through the sock, indicating I would obey completely. I was on the verge of tears with the intensity reaching its peak. The paddling hurt like a motherfucker and I just wanted it to stop. I reached for a pillow to hold onto. I pounded my fist into the mattress. I tried to crawl away from the paddling, reflexively, not willfully. Please make it stop, I thought to myself. I wanted to please MASTER DAVID, but it hurt so much. And as if that weren’t enough, when I grappled onto MASTER DAVID’s shoulder and arm to steady myself, he took his other hand and squeezed my prince albert piercing hard. Fuck! Ouch! Simultaneously paddling my ass hard and squeezing the head of my cock and the stainless steel jewelry together was just pushing me over the edge. I was almost crying. Then there was a pause. A moment of relief. MASTER DAVID said that my ass was going to be blistered. That didn’t surprise me in the least. It felt as though it already was blistered and hot. Next MASTER DAVID said, “Just two more–one for you, and one for ME.” The one for me was not too hard. The one for HIM was mighty hard and hurt like a sonofabitch. And then, blessed relief. Over. Done. I did good. I made it through. Fuck. So this is one way that the Jewish MASTER treats the big, tall, pierced, inked badass skinhead, eh? Precisely. By that point, my head was really spinning, and my body reeling from the pain. MASTER DAVID encouraged me to have something to drink. I needed it. I was dry mouthed and sweating like the pig I am. Jezus fuckin christ. I was pleased to have done well, in spite of almost crawling away from MASTER DAVID during the paddling. He was happy, and hard, and I was happy too. Since MASTER DAVID had to be up early the next day, I knew that things were going to be coming to a close eventually, perhaps earlier than they would if he did not have to be up early next day. But things were not quite over yet. MASTER DAVID wanted to switch collars. So he took off the leather one and put on the heavy steel chain collar and padlock one. I have to say, that collar really suits me. It is the one featured in the pic accompanying this post. The steel chain complemented my other hardware nicely. Flesh tunnels, septum piercing, earring, and heavy chain collar juxtaposed nicely with them. Heavy padlock, heavy chain links. Symbolic. Real. Cold. Hard. Steel. A perfect fit. MASTER DAVID asked me if I wanted to jack. I told him that it didn’t matter if I shot my load. I told him that to my way of thinking, a boy/slave’s ejaculation doesn’t matter. What matters is MASTER’s ejaculation. So my cock was not important in this scenario. MASTER DAVID said that he was going to have me stroke him off, and to get some lube. I was embarrassed to have to say I wasn’t sure I had any in the house, or more accurately, much in the house. I was nearly out, and had only a small packet of ID. I searched some more, in the bedroom, in the bathroom vanity, and was lucky to find a small bottle of ID Millennium in the bathroom vanity. Whew! I told MASTER DAVID that next time I would have plenty of lube on hand for him. So the moment I had waited for so patiently all evening had finally arrived. MASTER DAVID unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, and pulled out his big MASTER cock. The object that wields so much power over me, the cock I crave and long for, was in the open air, and my hand was on it. I was in my happy place. I put some lube on my hand and stroked MASTER DAVID’s big cut cock. It felt great in my hand. With the other hand I kneeded his balls a bit, and kept stroking. W/we talked a bit during this, and he asked me to stop stroking him because he was getting close, and was not ready to shoot yet. So I took my hand off his cock. Then without giving it much though, or permission, I started playing with my own cock. It felt good, and MASTER DAVID encouraged me to continue. W/we talked about things that turn me on, that turn him on, and I was nice and hard. We talked about a scenario in which I might get something I want, a pig buddy of mine might get something he wants, and MASTER DAVID would get something he wants out of the deal too. I won’t go into the specifics, but suffice to say, the idea aroused me greatly. All the while, MASTER DAVID’s big cock remained rock hard. I think he also liked the idea we had been discussing. I continued to stroke, and reflect back verbally on the idea W/we had agreed on. If me and my pig bud get what we want, MASTER DAVID gets what he wants. Done. Deal struck. I thought about getting that thing I want, and MASTER DAVID benefitting from it as well. I love that. What we planned objectifies me, and benefits MASTER DAVID. It may or may not be in my best interest, but nothing horrible. Just something I fantasize about and crave. So the stage was set. I am allowed to get what I want if MASTER DAVID gets his. Fine. Good. I focused on this thing I want and it pushed me over the edge. My cum kind of gurgled out of my cock, onto my stomach. I hadn’t been jacking that long, but it felt great. MASTER DAVID brought me a towel, and I dried my hand. Then I went and washed my hands before stroking MASTER DAVID. I asked him if he would prefer that, and he said yes, so why not, I thought. So without further delay, MASTER DAVID straddled me, and I stroked his throbbing hardon. It’s a big Jew dick, and I love the feel of it in my hand. I love to stroke it, and I especially love when it shoots and what it’s attached to. W/we continued to talk about things that arouse HIM and those things arouse me as well. MASTER DAVID made me take a short break, because he was close again. So MASTER DAVID liked having me edge him. And so did I. And I was craving, hungry, starving for his hot load. MASTER DAVID usually shoots big loads, and I love them in me, on me, wearing them (in fact, I’m still wearing some of it as I write this two days later). While I stroked MASTER DAVID’s cock, he worked my nipples hard. I ate up the nipple torture. And I felt MASTER DAVID’s big thick cock get even stiffer. I felt the head get harder, and I knew it would not be long until B/both of U/us would be very happy. MASTER DAVID said, “Open your fuckin mouth when I tell you to …” He intended to shoot into my mouth or as close as he could get his load to my mouth while he was writhing during his ejaculation. And then the words I waited so anxiously for hit my ears, “Open your mouth,” said MASTER DAVID. I opened wide, and suddenly gobs and gobs of his hot cum hit my face, above my left eye, into my mouth, onto my beard, onto my nose. I was covered. MASTER DAVID kept cumming and cumming and he sounded great as he shot spurt after spurt of hot jizz on his property. I was in fuckin’ heaven with that. MASTER DAVID said that my face was soaked, and thick gobs of his semen were in my beard and moustache. It was also all over my chest and stomach. MASTER DAVID told me to go take a look in the mirror. I took one look, and immediately went for my iPhone to get some quick pics while all that cum was still on me, dripping into and off of my beard, moustache. I took a few pics, and then used my fingers to get more cum out of my beard and into my mouth. It tasted a little bitter, but delicious and I had been so hungry for so long for MASTER DAVID’s load, that I was just beside myself with pleasure and very happy. I told MASTER DAVID that I would wear his cum for as long as I could, probably two or three days. That idea pleased him very much. And so I have. I am still wearing what is left of HIS dry cum in my beard/moustache, and on my stomach and chest. Soon after that, MASTER DAVID removed the heavy chain collar and padlock from around my neck, got his things together, and was on his way. Thank YOU, MASTER DAVID. Love, boy/slave ken. More...

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To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here I decided to head up to the bookstore and glory hole booths today, and boy am I glad I did. It has been a bit of a quiet week and today was a smorgasbord of repeat cocks. First off I see the business suit guy that always chews minty gum. He likes to have me lick his balls and completely deep throat his cock. I like the feel of his mushroom head hitting the back of my throat. After I have gotten him rock hard he will stroke himself with a bit of spit from himself...and that makes his cock taste fresh and minty! This is always refreshing because in the past I have had the displeasure of sucking a cock that had apparently already been in a smokers mouth. I used to smoke and can appreciate the desire but it taste like shit on a cock and that is not a good thing (bareback cock from a clean ass is a nice snack on occasion). Every time I see this guy, I can just walk into a vacant booth and he follows, then I get on my knees. Most days it takes a few minutes of intense stroking and sucking but he ALWAYS has a thick load. Today was no exception and when he shot I pushed it back into my throat. Sometimes, like today, it is so thick that I choke a bit and then I try not to cough...can't have that going to waste. After I was finished with him I opened a booth and inside was a cock from the past. This guy has a THICK cock and we used to meet up regularly at lunch in a hotel tearoom. My best memory of that tearoom is the time I took 6 loads on my face. This guy was one of them. The bathrooms were all marble tile and in one particular one you can see the entire bathroom from the stalls. On that day, there were 5 other guys and we all recognized each other. Once we knew the plan, I got on my knees outside of my stall. At the time I wore a shirt and tie to work, so I took those off and just started sucking cocks. While I was down there sucking, the others were stroking and watching...and then once the first one started to shoot they all began to blow. The thick cock I saw today was one of the last to cum and he shot a final cum drenching shot. So now that I told you about him...on to today. He was in a booth and I went in. Long story short, he was getting blown for about 5 minutes and then said he wanted to take a break. Okay, no problem. While I was heading out, thinking that he would be ready long after I was gone, I ran into my blond park buddy...the one with the HUGE cock that meets me there often. He is thick and hung but he really loves to see me sucking other guys and then cumming on me afterwards. He and I talked and he headed his way. The staff were really pushing people into the booths so I took a break to step outside. I sent him a note that I was in the mood for his cock if he wanted me to swallow. He sent a note to meet him back downstairs. As I was walking around I see him in a booth. And guess who was in there with him.. The hung cock from my past!! BONUS So now there we are, three to a booth and two of the largest cocks I could want all for myself. My blond buddy pulled my mouth onto the other guy and I went down for it all. I can deep throat him but the thickness can be a bitch. Like a champ though I kept at it. Blond buddy was stroking himself and every once in awhile I would switch and suck him. After quite awhile, and some heavy sweating we were taking the thick cock to the edge and getting him closer to blowing. My blond buddy told the guy to shoot it all over my face. At that point I unbuttoned my shirt and leaned back. He started stroking hard and my buddy tilted my head back to catch it all. I shut my eyes since I knew from past experience that he shoots MASSIVE cum. Sure enough I felt this thick drop hit my forehead and then the ropes just started flying. Some hit my goatee, some on my cheeks, some near my eyes..you get the picture. After he was fully drained my buddy said that I love cum and the guy from the past commented that he remembered me from the hotel tearoom and was looking forward to it. As we left, I gave him my number and told him that if he wants a repeat sometime I am up for it. Damn, I love walking through the city with cum drying on my face. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here It was a hot summer day in the city and we had met some friends for a going away party. The bar had an outdoor patio so everyone was enjoying the sun and cocktails. As the crowd was winding down, we headed up the street to another favorite location. Usually we go here on Sundays but I said we should check it out. As we were talking to a friend we all saw these two hot guys walk in. They headed to the area I like to be on my knees, so of course I had to follow and see what I could manage to find. Well, right off the bat the first one introduces himself and says he is on holiday from Australia (love those accents) and then introduces his partner. My friend got to the point and asked the partner if he would mind having his cock sucked. He said it was up to his other half...ok, we asked. And we were told that this guy has a cock that could be modeled....hmmmmm, intriguing. Since we had the ok, we got his cock out and started a long cock sucking session. My friend started him off and then we traded back and forth. Over the course of a few hours - yes we were there for awhile and cocks were out the whole time - we had the pleasure of getting him and his partner rock hard a few times. Everyone was having fun, and at one point the talk got around to needing to pee. Well, as my husband knows, that is not my first choice of cock juice but in the right crowd and the right cock I am on my knees. The first partner had to pee and instead of making him leave the crowd, I took it. He was very nice about stopping the flow so that I could swallow it all, and then he would let it blast again until my mouth was full. I got at least 4 mouth fulls of piss and only once did we miss the timing and it shot all over my shirt and face...which was really HOT. After so much cock sucking, piss play and just good ole fun we had the "model cock" hard again and he was in the mood for some ass. We all know how much I like a spit lubed cock shoved up my ass. I sucked and slobbered on his cock to get it nice and slick and then I spit in my hand and bent over. He came up right behind me and slid right in. This cock was cut, thick and I would guess it to be close to 9 inches - all bonus points in my book. So there I am with one cock shoved up my ass, a room full of guys watching and cocks out being stroked. This story does not end with any cum loads - the boys landed in the morning and had been up for almost 30 hours, so we all knew they needed some rest....but these boys are returning at the end of the week for the street festival we have - all leather men, from all around the world and SEX SEX SEX. I intend to wear only an apron, no jock and my harness boots to the fair - along with a bottle of poppers and some lube of course. During the week I also had an email from a very hot red head here in the city that has seen my Xtube videos and wants to give me his load of cum. That will be shared after we meet up, and I hope it is this coming week. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here The street fair this weekend brought some very hot men to the city. On Friday night the entire city was hopping and the cocks were out...I did some cock sucking, bending over and fucking hot asses. One of my favorite local spots for getting on my knees was a virtual wall of men on Friday night. There were asses everywhere and I was horned up enough that when this hot tight ass was done being bred by a couple of other guys, he let me add my load. I fucked him good and hard and just let loose. Then it was Saturday night. We had an invite to a play party in the city. Two very good friends arranged for a private space and sent out the invites. It was a hot party, there were some guys in slings and on the St Andrew crosses. There were many friends and even a few guys that have seen my blog or watched me in action, so it was a hot little gathering. Bareback seemed to be the theme for the slings and hot men were on the menu. After a couple of hours there neither my husband or myself got off, and on our way home we decided to detour into one of the few sex clubs. We went in, put our clothes in a locker and grabbed my bottle of poppers. I headed to the glory holes as they are in the corner and usually a good mix of guys. It was a bit slow, but there was a very eager cock sucker and he was good. Almost too, good and I had to take a break...did not want to blow my load that early. I took a lap around the floor, went up into the loft areas and cruised a bit. After a short bit I was back at the glory holes and while sucking a hot cock, I turn around and see this sexy young guy walking over. He is wearing pants (it is optional)and smiling... he knows what I like. I reach in and pull out this hot uncut cock. He is semi flaccid and I can just dive into that foreskin with my tongue. I suck him to a fully hard status and then turn around to present my ass. He comes right up and slides in deep. HOT! Well, at the nature of these places can be, we take a short break and make our rounds. Eventually I see him again and he signals that I should get into the sling. We are in the middle of the room, so everyone will see. I climb in, take a small hit of poppers and we start. He fucks me bareback again and while he is in there another hot guy walks over. While my ass is being used, I turn my head to suck the newcomer. When he begins to grow I am in pig heaven. Hot uncut cock fucking one hole and a massive long cut cock buried in my other hole. After god only knows how long my uncut top asks the other guy if he wants a go at my ass. He walks over and puts on a condom - yes I love bareback but will never say no to a fuck. With just the little bit of spit and ass juice, he slides right in and proceeds to open me up with his cock. He is much larger than the first cock, and I can feel every inch stretching me out. This new top is more aggressive and takes over. Hard ass pounding and then he reaches under me and picks up the entire slings, pulls me forward and IMPALES me on his cock. I was moaning and grunting with each thrust. He was a power top and I really did not know how that poor condom was going to hold up. He would pull almost all the way out, shove in and power fuck my ass. After fucking me relentlessly for what felt like an hour (and at least two more of those impalings)he slid out and let the uncut guy back in. The uncut guy fucks me for awhile and I suck the impaler, and by this time I am just oozing my own pre cum all over the place. With the grunt and moan of an orgasm, the uncut cock unloads right into my ass. The impaler knows that I just got bred and he also says "hot!". Since I know he is a safety boy and I want his cum, I asked impaler if he would like to shoot his load on my face. He says "if you keep sucking me I will"...well, hell YES! I tell him that if he blows a load, I will shoot mine right after. That gets him as excited as me and we go at it. I start sucking while lying there and quickly he lets me know it is time. His first spurt was THICK, heavy and landed on my face. I know there were a few more ropes of cum flying out and my face was covered. I started stroking my cock. Almost instantly I can feel my balls pulling up and I start to shoot. Another guy standing to my left and when my first shot flew, he was on my cock to swallow the rest. Needless to say, I was a complete cum pig in spooge heaven. We both went over to clean up and chat a bit. Some days it can so fucking hot to let a safety boy plow your ass. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Sorry for the delay but I have not been able to get a moment to fill you in on last weekend. The weekend really started on Thursday. I attended a friends birthday/underwear party. As you can surmise, things progressed as they should. Cocks were out, jocks were being worn and the men were horned up for the weekend. My cock was naturally out, but only for a short time - then it was buried in a tight creamy white ass. I fucked this kid twice and both times he shot his load all over the lucky guys in front. I was mildly surprised because he was sporting a good 9 incher with a massive mushroom head. But, you know me...once in awhile I love to bareback a good tight ass. Friday and Saturday were low key...but then came Sunday! Early in the evening we had planned to meet my husbands brother for dinner. That did not give me the usual Sunday afternoon time to get into trouble but I somehow found a way. I was in the backroom and there were a few guys standing around, not doing too much. One older bear type started talking to me and cocks were brought up. He said he was a grower and I said "ok, lets see it grow". He pulled out a nice hefty piece and I started to suck it. There were a few guys standing around watching and a couple tried to help out. Since there were a few too many hands and I was not sure how long I had, I was set to head back out. Then I see a hot shaved head guy that I know from a past job. He is about my height, bare chested and makes a straight line over to where we are. Out comes a good sized cock. Ever since I first saw this guy at my old job site, I wanted to swallow his cock. He was being sucked at first by one of the grabbers, but I manuevered him over to my mouth and started on his load. Just as I was getting into it, I feel a hand slap my ass. I turn around and there is my husband and two of our friends. He gives me slight nod and I go back to what I was doing. I went back to the shaved head guy and started sucking more. I smelled the faint whiff of poppers - just a hint, but it was enough to get me deep onto his cock. While I was feeling the head of his cock hit the back of my throat, I was also playing with the bear cock. I look up and see that shaved head has that look of a man getting very near the edge of blowing his spooge. There is nothing better for a cum pig than to know your husband, a group of friends and strangers are all watching you about to get iced with cum. Soon enough the bear asks if I want his load. I am on my knees, head tilted back and say "yes!". He starts to release his load and it is THICK. Each drop coats more of my face. Either my shaved head buddy was already edged or I performed a splendid blow job in a short time, because in less than 30 seconds of seeing my face get creamed he begins to cum. His load is as thick and sweet as the bear. I can only lean back and let spurt after spurt after spurt hit my face. It was on my goatee, covered my mouth and dripping on my cheeks. I don't know how many ropes of cum he shot but it was enough that I felt like a pound of cum was smeared across. I stood up, turned to smile at my husband - and he smiles back while telling our friend to help me clean up. Our friend tastes a bit off my cheek and says I should walk home that way. A great idea, but we still have to meet my husband's brother for dinner. I don't think his idea of an appetizer would be the same as mine. So, what started out as a birthday party weekend, ended with my face being iced with two loads. My idea of a good party. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here My husband and I have joined a gym to get back into shape - at least that is my goal, he is already hot. I was at one of the locations, on my own and was early to meet my trainer. While getting dressed for a workout I saw a hot buzzed head blond go by. He was dressed for the gym and when he looked back I thought...hmmmm, could be fun. Before I could finish getting dressed he walked by again with only a towel on. Well, since there is a steam room I was hoping he wanted to do something. While in the steam room, there was a cute dark haired guy in there and he checked me out. Right away he starts stroking a nice uncut cock. Not huge but not small, and I like foreskin. He jerked a bit, I leaned over and sucked a bit. He was rock hard. Then the door opened and my blond looker came in. He and eye exchanged glances and the other guy left. Once it was only two of us I immediately went over. I did not know how long it would be since it was a gym, so I leaned over and swallowed. He had a nice long cock, not too thick and some great cum filled balls. I was sucking and he was watching the door. I told him that I did not have long, as I was meeting a trainer and he said ok. He told me to work on the head and I went back down. He was leaking pre cum pretty fast so I told him that if he wanted to shoot in my mouth that was fine. After all, I don't like to leave a mess behind. He started stroking his cock to get off in time and when he was ready to blow he let me take it all. Nice thick cum, sweet tasting and actually a bit cool compared to the heat of the steam room. I put my towel back on and headed out to shower. While getting dressed he smiled and went to his locker. We had finished with time to spare and I went out to meet my trainer. During my workout, we ended up being nearby and he just gave me a knowing smile. Maybe I'll like this idea of working out. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here The booth door opened and in walked a tall hunk of meat. Swimmers build, sunglasses tucked onto his T-shirt and then I found out the rest. He shut the door and I could feel his cock bulging when I reached out. Since it was rock hard, I sat on the seat and took of my baseball hat to give full access to my throat. He slowly lowered his white briefs and out came the mushroom head first, followed by about 7 1/2 inches of shaft - all of this stacked on top of two very full low hanging balls. Without wasting a moment I dove right on and went straight to the base and slowly came back up. With his cock fully slicked up with my spit I started the real blow job. He was not so huge (at first) that I could not get the whole package in and I devoured it. Working on the first third of his cock, using my tongue and lips on the head and then swallowing down till it just nudged my throat. I was in a horny mode and as you know, that opens up my throat sometimes. When I felt that mushroom head nudging my throat I reached out and grabbed his balls and shoved him in. The head slid down, filled my throat and then the shaft followed. My nose was now nestled right in the hair of his crotch. He shoved in even more and I opened my throat and got that extra inch. He stayed in my throat for about four solid strokes and then I had to breathe. I did not want to gag or miss out on the load so I pulled back. Standing there with a now even harder cock, he just smiled and said he had not cum in three days. Well, you know I wanted every ounce of spooge in those balls. He told me to work on his head a bit more. I slowly swallowed the mushroom head and only went half way down the shaft. Then I slid up nice and slow and used my tongue to tease the shaft and head. That was what he liked, he said. Nice and slow. And I am nothing, if not accommodating. I slowed my technique and went back down. He was playing a bit with my nipples and I just kept handling his full sack of balls. Even though he said slow, he did not say no deep throat...so I went back down to the base with my mouth and when his head hit the back, I opened up and let him slide further down. His cock grew with each plunge down my throat and I reached under his balls to get that extra bit of cock, grabbed hold and pushed him further. Now we were both leaking pre cum and he was getting closer. I told him that for a 3 day load, I would either walk out covered in cum or he could shoot down my throat. He wanted it down my throat. We went back to the slow work on his head, followed by deep throats and balls grabs. His cock was beyond rock hard and he was finally ready to release that sperm. I slid his cock in one last time, the head hit the back of my throat and I opened up for the rest. While he was buried, he started fucking my throat and I kept him in there. Then he let loose with a grunt and my throat was slicked with cum. His shaft convulsed and throbbed each time. With his cock spurting, the head and load hit the back of my throat and I had to try and swallow. He came out of my throat a bit, I breathed, swallowed and let him back in to finish emptying his balls. After that HUGE load, we both stood up and my cock was coated in pre cum that I had leaked. He then asked if he would see me at a certain bar and I said maybe over the weekend. As we were leaving he said he was from back East and leaving in a few days. Who knows, maybe I'll run into him and be able to share a second load with you all. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Today I was at my desk and I got an email. Nothing surprising, except it was from a young guy that said right off the bat "I want to try your mouth" - and went on to describe himself as a cute latin with nine and a half uncut. Where can we meet? Well, you know me and uncut latins...they are hot and usually are very cute. He said he was a fan of the blog, thought I might enjoy his cock and wanted to "sink this fat uncut cock into your amazing mouth". Nothing like getting right to the point. That got me hard thinking about it and I gave him a suggestion for a nearby bathroom, and we arranged for a time when I could get away long enough to enjoy a thick load of sperm. When it was time to rendezvous, he was there and come to find out he was a tall, dark haired guy, lean swimmer build and indeed young. And as you know, I do have a fetish about tall, lanky guys. We went in and I told him the layout and where we would be going. Once we were in the stall area, it was empty. Perfect. I took him into the largest stall, and got down on my knees while he was pulling out his cock. You know how I love to get a guy rock hard while I suck....he was a bit nervous but it was not long before that full nine and a half inches was sticking straight out. He did not have an excessive amount of foreskin, and that is the way I like them. Just enough to cover the head and still be able to taste everything. After he was full and pumped, I took the entire shaft down my throat. We were trying to be quiet, but it was such a mouth full that I did feel it hitting beyond the back of my throat. Long, straight and a nice full set of balls to cup while he was in my mouth. Tasty! We did some deep throat swallows and I used my hand (there was room for more than my two hands - love those hung uncut guys!)to stroke him a bit. A couple of times he took over and fucked my mouth a bit and then we were back to stroking and sucking. Every once in awhile I would look up and he would be smiling and watching his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. He was going for my nipples so I took of my shirt and let him go at it. He was pulling on them and that does get me nice and hard - plus it gets me in the mood to be a real pig and swallow it all. After that bit of hot action he was ready to blow. He was a quiet one, like I can be when we need to be but he let me know by body and sound that he was about to cum. Suddenly I could feel and taste this hot thick load filling my mouth. I was loving the taste and can't say how many spurts he may have emptied into my mouth but it was thick and sweet. As we were leaving I said thank you!, let's do it again and he said thanks for being accommodating. Ah, mother would be so proud of me. Perhaps next time we might take some pics or bring my cam if he likes that idea. I am sure he will see this later and knows it's him. Thanks for the hot load and that is a hefty nine and a half uncut piece of prime meat! More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Sorry this is late to be posted, but I have been extra busy at work and have started back at the gym. Over the past weekend we were up at resort in the Northern California region. I bought a new swimsuit that allowed for quite a bit to be seen while still covered for the straight crowd at the pool. On our last day, we left early and got back to the city in time for a cocktail. We headed to my favorite late afternoon spot. It was a very busy day - it was warm and the men were out. There were a few regulars that I have sucked off and a couple of hot new ones. I was on my knees taking care of a very hot uncut buddy. Everyone was watching and enjoying but then the "Hand" came along. I usually don't mind someone helping out with tweaking the nipples or maybe the balls while I am sucking but you do not ever get in the way of my mouth on a blow job. The exception is if the guy being sucked and I are both in agreement. No problem then. This guy was not invited or welcome and he was actually trying to get me away and take over. His hand was bad enough but then when I came off the cock to give my buddy a breather, this guy tried to swoop down and start sucking. OH NO YOU DO NOT. As this was a good buddy and he asked me to suck him, I got aggressive. That did not stop the guy - I finally had to literally stop the blow job, look up at this guy and the other four guys that were just observing and say "one more time and I am going to hit you". He finally seemed to get the message. Before I was done with my buddy, I went to get another drink and came back to dive into a hot group scene. Cocks out and everyone sucking or getting fucked. Since it was so busy I went back towards my husband and the uncut buddy. Just as I got there he was about to shoot his load, and I got on my knees underneath to get it all on my face. He let loose with a hot thick load that covered a good portion of my face. Then to my left was a guy I sucked off earlier and he started to let his cum fly at me. HOT!!! And THEN the guy to my right put his cock out for me to suck. I went down on him with all of this cum still dripping down my face. Real fast, he was close and ready to shoot. I backed off and got a third cum spray within minutes. I was in cum pig heaven! Then it was time to head home for some dinner. I licked every drop I could off with my tongue and scooped the rest into my mouth. Then we walked right past the onlooking crowd and made our exit. More...