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To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here iBi has a great idea for an event: gasmm: the first annual gay adult social media meet-up. Or as I like to call it: Porn Fan Fair. The idea is to have popular adult bloggers (me!); Tweeters (kind of me); Facebook with thousands of friends (not me); Porn Stars (not me........yet!); and vendors join in a few days of networking, information sharing - and probably body fluid sharing too - though I'm not 100% sure that will be a sanctioned event. The plan is to do this in what looks to be February 2011, so there is plenty of time to plan and make travel arrangements. My plan IS to be there. It will be great, yet a bit scary. I put myself out there on my blog, but I haven't been that accessible to the reading public, let alone with face-time. But I'm open to this. I look forward to meeting not only "fans", but some peers who do what I do and having some open discussions and maybe a round-table where a panel (which I am happy to be on) would take Q&A. Take a look at iBi's site and/or sign-up here. You think 2011 is a long ways off, but it really isn't. Not when you're doing event planning. I hope to see you there. I'm sure there will be other posts regarding the future of the meet-up. Until then - keep looking for my sex-ventures here. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here After a nice full day in the sun at the beach we headed back to the hotel. During the previous night there were many guys hanging out at the hot tub and then in the pool. We all sort of groped and played but no sex. Some of those same guys were now hanging out by the pool. I was still wearing a suit trying to get a tan line but some of the men were nude. There was one young Latino guy that was pointing to me and saying that his friend thought I was hot and wanted to play...ok. The guy they were all talking about came out of the room and in between the Spanish conversation I gathered that he was interested but extremely shy about it. To make him feel a bit more comfortable I went over to the edge of the pool and started talking. He was interested and then noticed my wedding band. At first he was sure that I was off limits but I made sure he knew that we could have some fun if he wanted. His friends were all teasing him still, so we decided to take it away from the pool area. I grabbed my towel and headed to the gym. After a couple of minutes he came in and closed the door. While outside I never got to see his cock or even guess at what he was hiding in his shorts. When he let me pull out his uncut cock you know I was smiling. Being the cock sucker that I am, I slid all of his cock out and bent over to begin a nice slow blow job. He was rock hard, and had an up curve that was a bit of a challenge. I was able to get every inch of him in and I could tell he really enjoyed that...but then he decided it was time to use my ass. We had not talked about fucking me, but I was ready and he was willing 'n able. The first position we tried was me riding it while he sat on the weight bench. That curve was a fun challenge but he wanted to get even further into my ass. I stood up and turned around and let him mount me from behind. Once he got in, I leaned over and grabbed the side of the weight bench. He started slamming into my ass and the bench kept moving forward. I would try to keep us standing and not let the bench slam to loudly - after all, even though I was ok with a crowd he wanted to keep it to a private show. As he was slamming into my ass I looked back and saw that a painting on the wall was swinging from each time he leaned back. Now I thought we were either going to have a hole in the floor from the weight back smacking around or the picture was going to fall. He and I had a hot little rhythm going and then he decided to put me on my back for some more fucking. I got into position on the weight bench and guided that uncut cock into my now well lubed and used hole. After all this fucking and positions he was ready to cum and he let me know - in Spanish of course which made it even hotter! His final thrust before unloading was good and hard and in my mind I could see all of that cum flooding my ass. Once we were done, I headed back to pool only to see everyone looking at me with a knowing smile - and of course my husband had the same look that said I had been found out. We all had a good laugh at my expense but that is what makes it fun. Later in the evening I was in our hotel room with my husband and the same hot Latino - he got a good dose of my husband's cock and when we were done I saw a guy walking by our room. I opened the door to let him in and he was already rock hard. Thick cock, hugely massive mushroom head and full balls swinging low. He wasted no time in following me to the bed and I got on into position with my ass in the air. With no time to spare, he was buried balls deep in my ass and fucking me into the bed. While buried to the bone, he then shoved me all the way onto my stomach and put one leg fully on my back to hold me in place and SLAMMED into my ass. Fuck yeah!!! This was a wham, bam no thanks slam fuck and when he grunted out his final shove he pulled out and was gone faster than I could get up. Ah what a perfect day in Florida... More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here We started our vacation out on the right foot. After arriving in Ft Lauderdale for a week of fun and relaxing we hit the pool. As I walked over to find a chair I spotted a guy sunbathing nude. This was perfectly fine since the place we picked to stay was gay, private and had two clothing optional pools. When I walked by I noticed that he was also uncut - HOT! He seemed a couple years older than my husband and when he rolled onto his stomach he had a full firm ass that I thought might be fun to fuck or rim. I put my towel down on the chair and slid into the pool, but not before making eye contact while at the same time glancing at his large soft cock. After laying in the sun for a bit, he picked up his towel and headed away. Figuring that he was either heading to the other pool or maybe the sun deck I decided to give him some time to settle and then go searching. As I walked up to the roof deck I saw him in the corner, laying there with his cock semi hard. I walked over by him to check out the view and when I got closer we could both tell that we were thinking the same thing. I leaned down and grabbed his thick cock and it was already swelling to full capacity. Large head covered by enough foreskin to work on but still able to see the mushroom cap underneath. While I was holding his cock, he pulled mine out of my swim suit. At that time he told me his name and I gave him mine...then I went down on his cock right there in the sun. He was a mouth full and with that extra foreskin I was hungry for everything he could give me. We got into a 69 position so that he could also work on my cock. I was leaning over and stroking his cock while using my tongue to play with the head and slip under the foreskin. He seemed to enjoy both and began to leak pre cum. With my hand around the shaft I was stroking and sucking close to 9 inches of meat. Every once in awhile I would lean all the way over and completely swallow the shaft down to the base and come back up nice and slow. As I was going down once he seemed to spread his legs a bit more and I took that to mean that he wanted it eaten. I went further and licked his tight hole and he spread even more. Of course, since he was also in a position to eat my ass I spread my legs a bit and moved forward to give him the idea. He got the idea and started rimming my ass....totally HOT! Uncut, rimming and getting rimmed - who could ask for more on the first day of vacation. We kept this up for some time and then he said that we should take it to the bed and be more comfortable. His room was by the deck so we slipped in and got back to business. With his cock in my mouth, he leaned back on the bed and let me take over. I kept up the full deep throat and stroking to get him to the edge. Now that we had a bit more privacy I could taste even more pre cum oozing out with each swallow. Soon he was read to blow. I kept his shaft buried in my throat and let him shoot each spurt right into my mouth. I kept as much in as possible and then swallowed to get even more. By the time he finished unloading his balls I was grinning and savoring the taste. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Men, I'm sitting here composing this post with a load of cum in my ass. I know it's up there because it stuck to the blob of Crisco that I stuffed up my hole. Lubing your butthole with Crisco will make it easier for the load to stick to your inner manflesh...a benefit to those of us pozpigs looking to get recharged with a fresh hit of virus, if those Swiss researchers are to be believed...a benefit, and to those crazyass bugchasers, take note: finding a poztop may be one thing, but getting his pozload to do its nasty thing takes some planning...Crisco is the way to go. Then I got to thinkin' on how it's all about the bottoms, at least, lately. What got me started on this trend was watching Max Sohl's sex tape masterpiece, 'Fuckholes,' the original TIM 2005 production, tho' 'Fuckholes 2' is pretty damn good too (I wasn't in the mood for internal cum shots which make 'Fuckholes 2' extra special)...a trashy top is one thing, but a trashy top is just as likely to be a straight goon, a dork with a big dick, a self-centered pig..all of that is OK but a trashy bottom is a gay phenomenon, cultivated by gay porn where bottoms are the real stars right now. This wasn't the case 25 years ago when to be a bottom was to be at the bottom of the gay social ladder. Go back 50 years and nobody would admit to taking it up the ass. To do so would make you a real, old-school pathetic faggot. But today, thanks to porn, the bottoms are in the driver's seat. Take Jayson Park, Dominick Rider, Sage Daniels, Ian Jay & Fred Mayer, for example: these are the hardest 'working' (if you can call it that) men in bareback porn...and if you see a new video and one of these guys is in it, it's going to be a decent video. Whereas Dan Fisk is the super top of the moment, what we want to know is who's Dan fucking, and if we like him (take any of the 5 uber bottoms mentioned), then we'll buy it. Which leads me to cutie pie bottom boi Tim Skyler, also 'hard working' and about to crash into the upper echelons of gay porn. I first saw Tim in an HDK video of a couple years back where he played a Palm Springs houseboi broken in by a herd of poz tops from the HDK stable of studs. He wasn't really my type at the time: too young, too skinny, a little too white bread for my taste...but he has grown on me, because he represents a type I admire...Tim is famously HIV-negative, and it's a topic that's been making the rounds on gay blogs, that is, Tim's famous resistance to the plague. He says he owes it to his good constitution and his healthy (?) lifestyle, but whatever, if I were in my 20's (Tim is probably 24 but just as probably 19, he certainly looks it), I'd be terrified to do what Tim does (on video, or wherever) and so my cap's off to him. Young dudes who hungrily get knocked up by known poz tops are either brain dead or fearless, and I'd have to go with fearless in Tim's case 'cuz he ain't stupid. He would have to have gotten fucked bareback before testing negative, so doing what he does carries the brazen badge of bravado. So Tim's new videos are going to make him a super big star: his gangbang in a sling for Raw Fuck Club and I Fucked Your Boyfriend Bareback by Loadmasters (see Rob Rodin's website) where he gets drilled by famously super-mega-poztop Lito Cruz. Shit, I can hardly wait for these babies. As for Tim Skyler, add him to the list of hardworking bottoms...star material all the way. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post All my friends were either out of town or busy so decided to hang with a guy and let him whore me out. The first was an older guy but nice, sweet and caring. We ended up getting two guys over before the chemistry wasn't working and everyone left. A guy I fuck with is married, gay married almost lol. I do this b/c they know what they want. I think I've posted about this before. He hits me up when his boyfriend is out of town. We will call him Benny. So Benny has a tendency to not respond when he says he's going to, forget we had plans, all the crap married guys do b/c they are dealing with multiple lies. I get it. He is tho the best sex I have had in years so I allow it. He hits be up and I'm on my way to his place. I told him once that my hole was his and I was in the mood for getting whored out. So we spent the night whoring me out. The first two guys both Latin backgrounds and built. They took turns fucking everyone there. Oh yeah, he invited a bottom friend of his who ended up with no loads at all. I got all of them Didn't realize this till later. Anyway the two guys looked like they were so into each other through all this and they left together. I love match making by accident. One load. Next was this 20s kid that was a little pudgier than his pics but oh well. I liked doing it for Benny. He gave me two loads. He was a dump and go guy so not much to tell. Two loads. We all kinda played around for a bit and then Benny's friend Jack came over. He was invited by the first guy I met up with but didn't like his age. He was shorter than I thought but nice dick and knew how to use it. Was odd tho. He like weird uncomfortable positions for his bottoms. I was like a rag doll moved into weird positions that did absolutely nothing for me. He also had the habit of rubbing his dick up and down my crack to get hard. Another thing that did nothing for me. Oh well. When he was in more comfortable positions, I enjoyed it. Two Loads. Here where I need help and feedback. I am totally falling for Benny. There are so many more complications to the story bc of who his bf is but I cannot explain them on here. I never thought I would fall for him. I just thought he was a great fuck and cool guy. This past time was different tho. He wasn't just fucking me. I felt like he was making love to me. He kept staring into my eyes and seriously making out. We couldn't stop kissing. I was in heaven and would have let him do anything to me. Problems 1. He's taken. 2. He did say the relationship was on its way to its end but that could change and they also live together till their lease is up which is like another 8 months. 3. I could have misread the signs. He could fuck everyone like that. 4. Even if I didn't misread the signs, he's taken and there's no guarantee that if he and his bf broke up that he would a) want to jump into another relationship and want that to be with me. 5. I have been on the other side of this fence and I don't want to do that to anyone even though I know his bf and he would deserve it. 6. It's only our second time meeting and it was mostly fucking both times. I could just be blinded by good dick. Drive my car with no license boy. You go! 7. I am thinking about this waaayyy too much. Help... Till next load... More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I was drunk, but that is hardly an excuse. I wanted it. I was working in Orlando and had been out drinking with co-workers in the hotel bar for hours. I had an early morning and I had to get to bed. But the best laid plans, huh........? Upon hitting the 9th floor of the hotel, but before getting to my room, I fired up Grindr. Hell, I had to brush my teeth and take out my contacts - it's not like I was immediately going to bed. ...and here he was..... While it said 600 feet from me, the guy was more like a half mile. In a hotel that was seemingly next door, but you know with those service roads and stuff, it is a bit farther. He took longer than he anticipated and I started to doze off from my drunken haze. ....but then there was a knock on my door, rousing me from my almost-sleep. Turns out he was drunk too. A towering aussie who much have stood 6'5" or 6'6", tons of blonde hair and a dark tan. Throw on one of those small bathing caps and smaller swim trunks and he was a stereotypical guy from Oz that we have all lusted after at one point or another. And that dick was true to its pic. Maybe longer and fatter, even. Pure beauty. I dropped to my knees and put it in my mouth as he sat on the edge of one of my two beds - him being equally as drunk it would seem. It is not like two drunk guys have never gone at it at the Orlando Renaissance hotel before. He stiffened in my mouth and he was more than a little verbal. For a split second, I hoped my co-workers weren't sharing the floor with me, let alone adjoining rooms, but then I figured "eh, what the fuck?". As usual, I have a much easier time throating a bigger cock than a smaller one and I easily got this down. I loved feeling the skin, as there was plenty of it....and I loved hearing his austrailian moans. He eventually dragged me up by my pits and had me stand in front of him while he continued to sit on the bed. He went down on me and was an expert cocksucker. But I wasn't ready to lose my load, though I could have easily and called it a night. I wanted to go back down on him but OZ guy had other ideas. He rubbed up against me from behind and said "oh you want this, don't you?". I admitted I did, but wasn't prepared to take it. I didn't know how "fresh" I was down there. He didn't care. The man was no finesse. Maybe partly due to his alcohol intake. Maybe partly due to his size. Or a combo of. He was rough. He was ready. He was raw. All things I can admire in a man. I was pushed face down towards the bed, his hulking frame atop of me. Him burrowing deeper. I think he was as hot on the trigger as I was because he didn't last long - 5-7 minutes before busting his nut in my ass. I lay there for a minute while he slinked out of my butt. Naturally, I was expecting it to be over and that was ok. I really needed to sleep. But he got down on his knees and took me in his mouth and sucked me till I creamed his tonsils. He grabbed his shorts and shirt and was out the door. I didn't even bother cleaning up anything and went to bed. More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here Hi I'm a bottom and will be in Miami Beach in the south beach in a hotel alone and want to be cum whore I will be there June 27 – July 4, 2010 This is me. I'm 32 y o like cum and piss I want to be fucked by a lot of guys. figenh@013.netfigenh@013.net More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here I am a young bb bttm cumwhore here in the Cincinnati area. I am 26, 5'9", 140 lbs. Looking to be loaded up with all the bb tops cum. They can email me at pwrbttm26@yahoo.com. More...

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To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... So this is a difficult question to answer since the adjective weird might have different meanings to different people. I'll just run through the top ten (in no particular order) that go through my head: 1. Having sex in a cemetery (more creepy than weird I think, but that was the only place convenient to us at the time). We were both 17 and horny and had no other place to go so give us both a break. 2. Showing up at an after church orgy (yes, you read that right) and having the host introduce us to the 14-year-old kid who had slipped out of his parents house down the street (we kindly excused ourselves). 3. Having sex when I was 19 years old and I took my shirt off. I had some acne on my back, to which the hookup asked if I had AIDS (I put my shirt back on and sent him home). 4. Having my clothes and keys stolen during an orgy (and that was relatively recent even you can read about at http://iblastinside.blogspot.com/2009/09/cocks-and-robbers.html). 5. He was a fireman. He was willing to let me do anything to him. Fuck him, he would suck me. Whatever. One requirement. I needed to piss on him. Our time together proved to be less than stellar. We went into the bathroom and he knelt in the shower. He was flaccid, a little chilled (at the time, it was winter) and it took a moment for me to build up steam. A trickle turned into a stream. By 10 seconds in, he had a respectable firm 5 incher. At 20 seconds, he had a load in his hand. By 30 seconds, he was showering off. 6. I walked into this guy's house and we started to undress. He looked at my cock and said, "I thought you were cut." I responded, "I am." He said, "No you're not." I pulled up the cock and showed him the circumcision scar, "Yes, I am. I just have a little extra skin for play." At that moment, it looked as if the man might barf. He begins slowly shaking his head no then it becomes more violent. "We can't do this. Now way." 7. Sometimes I get a little horny and others who are a little more "liberal" invite you over. So I'm expecting just to fuck but I get there and the guy's got a rim seat. I've never been on one but, what the hell. I take a seat and he really enjoys his work, let me tell you. He begins to mine for gold. And pretty soon, I realize he's going to strike gold. I let nature take its course. Not proud of it. But his ass was clean when i fucked it and left my load. Mutual assured destruction and pleasure. No kiss goodbye. 8. Double-fucking a guy but the other top insisted on wrapping while I went raw, which really felt quite weird, so I think it qualifies (wrote about this one too at http://iblastinside.blogspot.com/2004/01/deceptively-fun-16-plastic-or-skin.html). 9. It had been snowing and only in the last couple of days has the roads been cleared enough for local driving. I lived up north at the time so this was a big deal. Offered a blowjob by a married man, his wife stranded at her mother's, I went over to find he was 20 years older and 40 pounds less muscle. But good news, he still had all his teeth. And he used them. All of them. Kept using them. 10. Went to a campground with my partner (at the time) and two friends... one was supposed to be "my" friend and the other was supposed to be my partner's. Truth was, they were both my partner's friends and I was SOL. Long shitty weekend. I'm pissed. My partner's getting it all over. And the only one who's expressed an interest in me seems to look like Santa Claus. Then, on a dark hike back to the tent, my partner's best friend admits how he's always wondered what my cock is like and what it tastes like. He found out. As I'm zipping up, my partner appears out of the darkness. The friend suddenly barfs, my load and more, all over the place. I hope this meets to your satisfaction! Ask anything. I'll answer. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here I got hit up today by a guy who wanted to suck my cock. He used to be a trainer at the gym I went to, but since it closed a few years ago and I went to a new gym, I haven't seen him. He emailed me, "So are you ready to spew in my mouth?" I hadn't unloaded since Monday, so of course I was. He was less than five minutes away, (I LOVE living in this part of town_) so I was over there in a flash. He opened the door, and all I said was, "You ready to suck some cock?" He answered yes, and got down on all fours. He's so tall that if he's on his knees, he's almost level with my chest. I mean, REALLY tall. He did a fine job of cocksucking, and treated my balls royally. He kept licking them, but each time he would nuzzle them with his chin or nose. Nobody's ever done that before, and it's an incredible feeling. I kept asking him if he wanted my load, if he liked my cock, and how I was gonna give him a huge load of my spunk. Well, he did, he did, and I did. He swallowed every drop, and when I got home, we had the following email exchange: Me Hey man, thanks for taking my load; you're a great cocksucker. Him You're welcome. Thanks for being dominant and treating me like a whore. I love itQ Me I like treating my cocsuckers like the dirty whores they are... Him Excellent! And thanks for feeding me your load too. Here's an excerpt from his profile: Please pull on my nipples while you pump my tight butthole and spew your spunk in my ass. Let me lick your cock clean after you shoot into my big muscle ass. The guy's a total pig. I'll definitely be back for more. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Q: would you help a group of guys bullfuck me for the very first time all RAW. And would you want to be first, middle or last. Finally do you rim a cum filled hole? A. I've got to start with the question: WHO THE HELL IS THIS? I'm not sure if I'd even fuck you. Despite what you may think by this blog and all the other shit I write, I am a little picky when it comes to who I fuck. But let's pretend you're hot as hell and I'm into you. I'm so into you that on a scale of 1 to 10 with 1 being I'm slightly into you and 10 being I'd love to date and marry you that you rate an 11. Let's also suppose that the other tops we gather for the fun and games all rate between an 8 and 12 on the same 1-to-10 into you scale. So, in that case, I'd like to be first and last load in. Now truth is, I don't like the taste of my own cum. But if we're talking about it being diluted by five other hot tops who I'm into (and a couple of your own loads that somehow end up pushed into your own ass) then I'd be rimming the hell out of your hole, savoring the flavor of your sweet ass and the churned up mixture of the boy butter in your hole. Since there's several of us there, I'd imagine we'd all be competing for a chance to taste your ass and each other, kissing each other deeply end enjoying every moment. So I think your asshole would be winking at several of us as you ass produced more cum oleo for us to spread over each other. I also imagine we'd lick and suck it off each other's cocks as we took turns fucking your ass. In fact, knowing tops as I do, I expect your ass won't be the only one violated in that session as someone would end up giving their ass over to my cock or another's thick member. Then again, chances are you aren't an 11 on my scale. Even more important, your hygiene might not be able to handle up to six cocks violating you for several hours so none of us might not want to get our noses anywhere near your pucker. So it will probably remain a fantasy you jerk off to Mr. Anonymous. Anyway, if you were for real, you would have e-mailed me and not posted the question anonymously on Formspring. Ask anything. I'll answer. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Nevah in all mah born days have I experienced such bad manners at a bathhouse as I did on Memorial Day while at the Steamworks in Berkeley. Most outrageously, a skinny little thing in a suit (matching tanktop & brief) came into my room (one of the Super Slut Suites), put his bony elbows on his knees and stuck his face within a couple of inches of my own. Those fags that mess around with your lighting controls are bad enough, but this one was literally in your face. I reached out to grab this twit, meaning to pull him close so I could say to him, 'Come closer and get a real good look, you dumb cunt!' but he quickly skampered out, the little bitch. Later on, three frat boy types staggered in...I'd seen them around grabassin' mostly, but then the one wearing a baseball cap, asked, 'do you mind if we use your room?' I never answered...and I don't know what I would have said, 'yeah, if I can watch' is probably what I should have said. I didn't have time, as they all got busy, takin' turns slappin' my ass. I wasn't sure where this was goin' but after a few minutes, they left just as casually as they'd come in. Bad form, I thought. Finally, an older type came in...follwed by a younger, lean built type. I thought they might be together, but no, they weren't a team, and the younger guy simply had barged in, no matter if some other top was in there already. Bad form, again, but lucky for me since what developed was a real three way, with my sucking off older top while the younger guy fucked my ass. His style was long dickin' and he worked over all the corners of my shitter, and then abruptly left. The older guy followed him out...not much ritual or posturing, but after all, this is the baths. I didn't think the fucker had cum, but I blew out a blob of Crisco (my new lube of choice, I just shove bits of it up my ass) coated with fresh cum. Yowza! The fucker had dumped a nice load up there. Immediately, I thought that I should share this cum with any and all interested, so I made my way to the playroom and got up on the fuckbench. On the fuckbench, I farted and squeezed out more cum, and felt it trickle out of my butthole...I continued to push out, and more trickled out, accompanied by sloppy, farting sounds. But I couldn't get anyone to fuck that cum-filled ass! I usually give the fuckbench 20 minutes or so, and if nothing happens, I move on. I moved on. I went back to my room, got fucked on my back by a fierce looking Asian guy...he looked like the badguys in an old wartime movie, with his bald had and glasses (!), grimacing, acting like he was cumming. He took off his condom and put it in the trash bag the Steamworks provides. After he left, I checked...a bogus orgasm, no cum there. My ass was still cummy though, this guy had just swished it around. I went back to the fuckbench, sucked off 5 or 6 guys and got felt up by another half dozen or so, but nobody got near that cumbucket asshole, and I was thinking that the cum would be drying out. Back at the room, I got plugged again by an older gent, bareback and he worked the cum around a bit, and finally a big daddy came in but we couldn't get his thick black mamba snake up and goin', so I went back to the fuckbench for a third go. I got felt up a couple of times before an anonymous fucker stuck his dick up there and gave me a decent ride...this was the sluttiest hookup of the session. No load, though, but talk about making that cumload last...too bad somebody didn't get it while it was fresh. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Sup Look, slang is fine. I get slang. I love slang. Slang is slammin'. But for some reason, "sup" just crawls into my craw and bugs the shit out of me. I know. It's an abbreviation of "what's up?" I get it. But "sup" just seems to join with the sudden chin jolt up movement. There's a a kind of arrogance around "sup" that just doesn't seem accessible. It doesn't seem like a question. More like a pejorative, not intending to care whether there's a response. Where is that? How far away from you am I? Now how the fuck should I know? People have asked where I am, I tell them and then they ask where it is. Have you heard of MapQuest? Google Maps? Yahoo Maps? Geez, just fucking look! I'm not your goddamned atlas. I don't know where you are and I just fucking told you where I am so you figure it out. Where is your hotel? How do I get there? Listen, you little fucker, I'm not from your goddamned city so I have no fucking idea how you get to my hotel. I tell you the name of my hotel and, in likelihood, you can fucking find it on Marriott.com or HolidayInn.com. How are you hung? Please take a look at the following photographs and tell me whether you can tell how I am hung. I'm seven inches cut. I think it's pretty clear my cock points at my belly button. It's pretty fucking straight. So how am I hung? Um. I'm not huge. Yet, even after seeing one or all of these photographs, a jerk is willing to come out with this question. Listen, after you've been fucked by me, you will definitely know it. Only a few people have taken my cock without hesitation. Let's fuck or not. Tell me about yourself... Please take a look at my damn blog. I've written a whole helluva lot more about myself than you have about yourself in the two seconds it took you to ask me "tell me about yourself"? I know you're too goddamned lazy to read the 250-plus entries on myself, but that's why I wrote the About Me page on my website so you couldn't have to read everything. ASL? How old are you? Where are you? Yes, I still get the damned questions! And many of these occur on Facebook where I actually publish my birth year of 1967. Now I know it's complicated math without a calculator, but I'm still asked all the time how old I happened to be (2010 minus 1967 is 43). Location must be more difficult for places elsewhere in the world since Atlanta, Georgia doesn't seem to register that it's in the United States of American, even to Americans. Where's Your Picture? You see that gigantic photograph with the face thingie. That's me. Oh, you want a CLEAR photo? Well fuck off. You want an ass photo? Well fuck off. You want a dick photo? Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off! More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... I know how boring science, but lets be honest if you are chasing and want an added advantage this could be it. On the hand, and you want to stay neg, but like to bareback this could also add you. See science can be good it all about how you look at it. So read on and judge for yourself. I usually use Eros or Gun Oil, I guess I may want to look into changing that. What kind of lube do you use?? Use of Lubricants With Anal Sex Could Increase Risk of HIV ScienceDaily (May 25, 2010) — The risk of acquiring HIV through unprotected anal sex is at least 20 times greater than with unprotected vaginal sex and increases if other infections are already present in the rectal lining. Could the use of lubricants -- at least certain kinds -- be another risk factor among men and women who engage in receptive anal intercourse? Two studies presented at the International Microbicides Conference in Pittsburgh, suggest the answer is yes. In one study involving nearly 900 men and women in Baltimore and Los Angeles, the researchers found that those who used lubricants were three times more likely to have rectal sexually transmitted infections (STIs). Another study that subjected popular over-the-counter and mail-order lubricants to rigorous laboratory tests discovered that many of the products were toxic to cells and rectal tissue. If in humans, these products have the same effect, the cells might be rendered more vulnerable targets for HIV infection than they already are. In the United States alone, receptive anal intercourse is practiced in up to 90 percent of gay and other men who have sex with men, according to International Rectal Microbicides Advocates. Moreover, the practice is not limited to men. U.S. estimates and surveys in the United Kingdom indicate between 10 to 35 percent of heterosexual women have engaged in anal sex at least once. Globally, estimates suggest 5 to 10 percent of sexually active women are having anal sex. While condoms are generally effective for protecting against HIV and other STIs, most acts of anal sex go unprotected. Microbicides -- substances applied topically on the inside of the rectum or vagina -- could potentially help prevent the rectal transmission of HIV, and some are being tested in early Phase I safety studies. Another approach called oral pre-exposure prophylaxis (PrEP) involves the use of antiretroviral drugs to reduce the risk of HIV in HIV-negative people. A large Phase III trial of PrEP involving men who have sex with men in South America, Africa and the United States is expected to report results by early next year. Yet, if either of these approaches is found effective in clinical trials, they will do no good if those most at risk don't use them. Other research presented at the conference sheds light on this issue. Summaries of all three studies are provided below. M2010 is taking place May 22-25 at Pittsburgh's David L. Lawrence Convention Center. Nearly 1,000 participants from 47 different countries are attending the meeting to hear about the latest developments in HIV prevention research. Use of lubricants with anal sex associated with more rectal STIs Lubricants are typically used before and during receptive anal intercourse, but their use could increase the risk of rectal sexually transmitted infections (STIs), a study involving nearly 900 men and women in Baltimore and Los Angeles has found. Even after controlling for gender, HIV status, city, condom use, and number of sex partners in the past month, the association between lubricant use before receptive rectal intercourse and rectal STIs remained strong, reported Pamina Gorbach, Dr.PH, from the School of Public Health and the David Geffen School of Medicine at the University of California, Los Angeles, who led the study. According to the study's statistical analysis that considered the HIV status, gender, condom use and study site, participants who used lubricants before receptive anal intercourse were three times more likely to have a rectal STI. Although the analysis didn't consider the specific lubricants being used, it may be that certain types of products are more irritating to the lining of the rectum than others, which could increase men and women's vulnerability to rectal STIs, the researchers suggest. The study, which was conducted between October 2006 and December 2008, examined the rectal health and behaviors of 879 men and women. Participants in the study were tested for gonorrhea and Chlamydia and asked about their sexual and hygiene practices in private computer-based interviews. Of the 879 participants, 421 reported having receptive anal intercourse in the past month (229 men) or in the past year (192 women) and of these 421, 302 provided the researchers with additional information about their use of lubricants. About half, or 147 (52.7 percent) said they used a lubricant when they last engaged in anal sex. Of the 302 included in the analysis, 25 (8.3 percent) tested positive for a bacterial rectal STI (5.6 percent of women and 10.2 percent of men). But among those who said they recently used a lubricant, the number of STIs was higher. With STI test results available for 145 of the 147 recent users, the researchers found that 17 (11.7 percent) tested positive for a rectal STI compared to just seven (5.1 percent) of the 156 who said they did not use a lubricant. A higher percentage of African Americans (61.percent) reported using lubricants than did Hispanics (40.4 percent) and whites (23.2 percent). A higher percentage of HIV-positive participants (56 percent) were more likely to report using lubricants than were HIV-negative participants (43.7 percent). Most of the participants who reported using lubricants said they used a water-based lubricant (76 percent); 28 percent used silicon-based products, 17 percent oil-based lubricants and 6 percent said they had used numbing lubricants. More research will be needed to understand exactly how lubricants facilitate transmission of STIs, including HIV, the researchers say. Study is first to evaluate safety of lubricants used in anal sex A laboratory study that compared over-the-counter and mail-order lubricants commonly used with receptive anal intercourse found many of the products contain higher amounts of dissolved salts and sugars compared to what's normally found in a cell. As a result, the products had toxic effects on the cells and rectal tissue studied. Some of the lubricants caused significant portions of the epithelium -- the layer of cells that serves as a protective barrier inside the rectum -- to be stripped away. Conclusions cannot be made based on this study alone, though the results are compelling enough to wonder if these lubricants might have the same effect in people and thereby increase susceptibility to HIV, commented Charlene Dezzutti, Ph.D., from the University of Pittsburgh and Magee-Womens Research Institute, who led the study for the Microbicide Trials Network. The study, which was conducted in collaboration with International Rectal Microbicides Advocates (IRMA), was undertaken because little is known about the safety of lubricants even though they are frequently used during anal sex. Six products were studied. Five (Astroglide, Elbow Grease, ID Glide, KY Jelly and Wet Platinum) were selected because they had been identified as those most commonly used by the more than 6,300 respondents to an IRMA survey. The sixth product (PRÉ) was selected to serve as a control because it is isomolar. Osmolarity refers to the concentration of dissolved particles (salts and sugars) found inside a cell relative to the outside. A product that is isomolar has the same concentration of particles as inside the cell, whereas a product that is hyperosmolar has a higher concentration of salts and sugars relative to the cell. To correct this imbalance, a cell forces water out but then it becomes withered and dies. Most of the lubricants studied were water-based, except for Wet Platinum, which is a condom-compatible silicone-based product. The researchers characterized each product according to its osmolarity, pH and viscosity -- or slipperiness. Studies then were conducted to determine the effect of each lubricant on different cell types, rectal and cervical tissue and on bacteria (microorganisms that are important to the health of the rectum). Based on the tests performed, PRÉ and Wet Platinum were shown to be safest, while Astroglide was the most toxic to cells and tissues, and KY Jelly had the worst effect on the good bacteria, essentially wiping out an entire colony. PRÉ was the only water-based lubricant that was not hyperosmolar and did not disrupt the epithelium. None of the lubricants had measurable anti-HIV activity. In future studies, the researchers hope to determine the effect that different lubricants have on susceptibility to HIV infection in tissues. The bad news: Boston survey finds awareness about PrEP poor among MSM; The good news: MSM likely to use PrEP and microbicides for prevention Despite being representative of one of the highest at-risk populations for HIV, a large number of HIV-uninfected men who have sex with men (MSM) surveyed as part of a study had never heard of pre-exposure prophylaxis (PrEP), the use of antiretroviral (ARV) drugs by HIV-negative individuals for preventing HIV. PrEP is being evaluated in several trials in different at-risk populations, including MSM. The study, which was conducted in the Boston area, involved 105 MSM who reported having unprotected receptive anal intercourse at least once in the prior year with a partner they knew was HIV positive or didn't know for sure whether or not they were infected. The participants had been enrolled in a study to determine the acceptability of rectally administered placebo gels and suppositories. The survey was conducted at the time of enrollment to help understand the demographic and behavioral factors that may increase men's likelihood for using a microbicide or oral PrEP, reported Kenneth Mayer, M.D., of the Fenway Institute in Boston and Brown University in Providence, R.I. The average participant's age was 39; 70.5 percent had at least a high school education; 24 percent were African-American and 8.6 percent were Latino. Participants reported having an average of more than four sex partners in the two months prior to their enrolling in the study. While 44.8 percent of the participants had heard of post-exposure prophylaxis (PEP) for preventing HIV, whereby anti-HIV drugs are administered within 72 hours of an exposure, such as through unprotected sex or an occupational needle-stick injury, only 20 percent had heard of PrEP. However, once participants were informed about both approaches, as well as about rectal microbicides, nearly 60 percent indicated they would likely use PEP, 40 percent said they would use PrEP, and half said they would likely use a rectal gel for prevention. The responses did not differ by demographic characteristics. Men who indicated they were most likely to use rectal microbicides were also more likely to use PrEP. While the study was small, the results are instructive to efforts for raising awareness and understanding about the HIV prevention approaches that are currently in clinical trials. This in turn may help facilitate adherence to and improve effectiveness of these approaches if they become widely introduced, say the researchers. http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/05/100525094900.htm More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... After getting my butt pumped with cum the last two nights I got a really good night's rest. I woke up fairly early and headed towards Titusville and the 2:32 PM final launch of Space Shuttle Atlantis. From past experience, I wasn't going to get my hopes up too high since there are so many variables that go into play for a successful launch. This would be my third attempt at viewing and has been one of the items on "my bucket list" for the longest time. I remember as a child watching an Apollo launch live during a family was vacation in Florida. One of the prime "free" viewing locations is across from the Indian River from the launch pads. When I arrived, I was lucky enough that a local fisherman was just leaving so I got a decent parking place at a local park. I took in the excitement as more and more people from all over the country arrived and staked out their viewing spots. As the countdown clock ticked down, the crowd grew more enthusiastic. I was still holding my breath since I had been here before though. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, Go For Main Engine Start, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 Lift Off of Space Shuttle Atlantis It was a picture perfect lift off. I took it all in with my naked eyes rather than trying to capture too many images with a camera. My current camera is a fairly older point and shoot model and doesn't do the launch justice. So far, the trip has been a success. I had two nights of good sex and got to check "Shuttle Launch" off the "bucket list". Now on to Orlando for another night of debauchery. The last trip down I stayed near the "University of Central Florida" and had a fairly decent time. My plans though were to try and get more North of the city so I would be closer to where the Men4Barebacksex party was going to be held Saturday night. I also have always wanted to check out the famous, Parliament House Resort. I have heard numerous stories about it and knew it sounded like the kind of place for a real pig like me. I had no trouble locating it and drove through the parking lot. I was really hesitant at first since it didn't appear to be in the greatest of neighborhoods and looked much seedier than what I expected. I drove to another area and almost decided to stay in a regular hotel but at the last minute switch my mind again and drove back to the Parliament House. I checked in and got a room on the back side of the resort with a view of the lake. The cute attendant asked me if I wanted to be located behind the bar since it would be nosier and I told him, "sure, why not?" I figured if nothing else there might be more foot traffic. As I drove behind the hotel it was apparent there were already guys looking for sex. Several room doors were opened and guys were walking around. I parked and got out to go inside. A guy standing on the upper floor struck up a conversation and asked me if I needed any help unloading but I assured him I could handle it. He said, "well, I may see you a bit later." I went inside and cleaned up after being outside most of the day and then opened the curtains partially, cracked the door open and sat in a chair next tot he window. It wasn't long, before the guy that offered to assist me unload popped into the room and shut the door. He was pretty blunt about what he wanted. He asked me, "Will you fuck me?" I replied, "I am primarily a bottom myself--unless it is bareback and I am HIV positive." He said, "I have no problems with you being positive but I have to use rubbers when getting fucked." "Rubbers make me limp," I replied. He was persistent and then asked, "Can I suck you then?" I figured, what the heck, sure, "suck my cock awhile". He was a pretty good cocksucker even though I told him I would not cum from being sucked. After a while, I told him I thought I would take a breather and perhaps see him later--i.e. I am ready to look for something more fun. It wasn't long before a cute blond guy popped in and started chatting. He saw I had some poppers and asked if I minded if he took a few hits. I said, "sure, help yourself." He was a nice guy and told me to be very careful about who all I allowed into my room since some guys come in asking for money and are hustling. We had a flirty conversation before he finally asked me to suck his cock to which I gladly obliged. After awhile he said he had some friends back at the bar and he needed to go check in with them and get another drink. I thanked him for the useful information and allowing me to suck his cock some. Nightfall had approached and the music from the bar behind my room was blaring when out of the blue this really cute brunette walks into the room with a brown paper sack in his hand and holds out his other hand, introducing himself as Chad. He asked, "Do you want to hang out awhile?" I immediately asked him, "Are you hustling?" He replied, "No, I am just a horny straight guy that wants to hang out a bit." Needless to say, all sorts of red flags were raised and I was pretty nervous but decided to allow him to stay a bit anyway to find out what he was all about. He stood about 6'2" and weighed about 215 pounds. I asked him, "What do you have in your bag?" He replied, "Just some stuff I bought." He then pulled out a pink thong, a new bottle of poppers and a can of Maximum Impact. He immediately dropped his shorts and revealed a nice cock around 7" long but quickly covered it up with the thong. He climbed onto the bed with me and asked me to cuddle up with him. We spooned for a bit with me in the back. I quickly got hard and after a few minutes rolled onto my back. Without a word, he got up and sat down on my cock. It felt so good sliding into his warm hole. To be honest, I sort of get off on the idea of seeding a hot negative hole with my positive sperm and talking about toxic loads. I figured, he must be positive since he jumped right onto my cock without asking status or discussing safer sex. I then said, "You know there are consequences to barebacking right?" He replied, "Yeah, I know". I figured for sure he is positive. I then said again, "You realize there are serious consequences right? He then lifted off my cock and said, "You're clean, right?" I replied, "No, I am HIV positive." Damn, I had fucked up and figured he would freak out but he didn't--but wouldn't let me back in his hole again either. We ended up hanging out for an hour or so kissing, sucking cock and spooning. It was fun. I propped the door open again and sat back near the window in the chair when I noticed a guy that I thought was a Marine walking by several times. He had a nice build and a military style hair cut. I knew he was my next target to get into my room. He stood out by the cars and smoked a cigarette as we made lots of eye contact. I licked my lips in an attempt to let him know that I was definitely interested. After he finished smoking he came back near the sidewalk and I just blurted out, "Do you want to fuck my hole?" He replied, "Sure," and came in and shut the door behind him. I closed the curtains and dropped my gym shorts as he pulled his shorts off. His cock was already rock hard and was about 7.5" cut and thick. I started sucking his cock and he grabbed the bottle of poppers from the bed and took a few hits. "Damn, those are some good poppers, " he said. I then turned around on the bed and got in the doggie position. My hole was already lubed and hungry for his cock. He slid right in and moaned real loud, "Damn, that feels so good." I took a few hits of the poppers and then handed the bottle back to him. He started fucking me really intensely but then would slow down as if he really didn't want to cum just yet. Finally, he slid out and said, "I need to take a break buddy, but I will come back by in a little bit." I thought to myself, "yeah, right." By this time, my ass was hungry for cum and I didn't care who gave it to me. I guy walked by and I motioned for him to come in. He was a guy in his mid thirties, clean cut, early balding. He came in and we chatted a minute. I told him, "I want a load of cum in my hole" to which he replied, "I can do that." I dropped my gym shorts again and got back in doggie. He slid his cock which was about 6.5" into my lubed hole. He started fucking me fast and it wasn't long before he gave me what I needed. After a few minutes, the marine looking dude showed back up and said, "I want some more." I then told him "I just had a load deposited." He then said, "Great, I'll add mine to it." He grabbed the poppers and took a few hits as he slid his stiff cock into my cum filled hole. As he fucked me, he placed one foot up on the bed and started deep penetrating my ass by grabbing my shoulders and plowing into me harder. As he pounded into my ass our bodies made a slapping noise. He started grunting, "You want my cum in your hole?" I replied, "Yes sir, I do." His body started shaking as he started dumping his hot sperm inside. He slowly started pulling his cock out and then rammed it back inside to empty one last drop in me before collapsing on the bed beside me. We chatted a bit and it turns out he was an IT geek from NYC meeting a group of friends to go on a cruise departing from Tampa. He claimed he was bisexual but his friend who he was staying with was gay. Before the night was over, I ended up taking 4 loads of cum in my hole. I am definitely glad I decided to stay at Parliament House. I'd like to go back down as soon as I can do so. Note: Nude images are from the web. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Another friend of mine yesterday (who wasn't within geographic distance for me to reach out an fuck) lamented his town was full of bottoms and he had no one near by to fuck him. He'd gladly take any cock up his ass -- raw, wrapped, large, small, black, white, cut, uncut, etc. In the end, he decided a dildo would be a good investment. I wanted to explain to him the reason for the lack of tops, but I'll just reference a recent entry, "Breaking Down the Male Population" (May 30, 2010). If you're a top, it's so very easy to be closeted. Remember, a hole is a hole since men experience the world through sensory input. Natural tops can spend their lives closing their eyes, visualizing a man and fucking. So you wonder why there are so few tops, there you go. Sometime soon I'll explain my hypothesis on Natural Tops and Natural Bottoms. But again, take a moment to read the entry. I really think I'm onto something here... More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Got hit on this am by a new guy. We made plans to meet. I told a bud of mine, who said, "That guy's a friend of mine. It'd be hot for both of us to service you." You can guess, I'm sure, what my response was. 45 minutes later, I was at my bud's house. The new guy started sucking my cock while my bud began to eat my ass. It's THE best feeling in the world, but I can't do it too long cuz it makes me shoot quickly. I pulled my bud off, and he began sucking and licking my balls. It went back and forth with both of them servicing me and my bud sucking off new guy. New guy shot in bud's mouth, and bud then went to sucking me. New guy kissing me, bud sucking me with new guy's cum in his mouth was too much for me. I shot a load that was bigger than any one in recent memory. In fact, it was so big that when bud pulled off, cum was still oozing out of my slit. I fed the remains to bud, thanked the both of them, and left. Just so you know what a slut bud is, I asked him when his last load was. He started laughing and new guy said, "Last nite, when I fucked him." SWEEEEEEEEEET! More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Gonna have two cocksuckers on my tool in about 20 min!! Yay for me!! More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... As I considered the title of this fuck, the sounds of one of those stereotypical "Smooth Jazz" radio stations came into my head. At the most, he weighed 135 pounds soaking wet, as they like to say. We'd been teasing each other on BBRT for ages and never met when finally, one morning, it just clicked into place. I gave him my address and a little over an hour later, he showed up, spit-shined and ready. The awkward moments passed and we got to the making out part quickly. As we rolled around on the bed, his tongue jabbed deep into my mouth. Tongues can be fascinating if used correctly and this man knew how to use his. Shaped to a point and long and thin, he really used and teased me just right. As he left my mouth and moved south, along the nape of my neck, across my chest, teasing each nipple, down my stomach and finally to my cock and balls, my body was already tingling. That's talent. The delicate touch at which his tongue darted across my body, finding the little spots and flicking and then returning for a more sensual moment, lingering there, caressing the nerve endings that had been excited and then leaving, adding his warm breath to the mix and then a small tender kiss and another tongue tip tease. He had my cock at full attention, leaking precum into the mixture of treasure trail hair that merged into my belly fuzz. His tongue lasciviously found the precum puddle and licked it up, enjoying every drop of its flavor. He didn't even look up as he continued over my cock, sucking it down deep and allowing my cockhead to slam into the back of his throat before coming back up for air and plunging down again. My cock glistening with his spit, he'd move to my balls and taint, teasing again, using that incredible tongue along every spot of pleasure, finding my nerves and making them pulsate with pleasure, scream for more attention, even beg for him to return. When he returned to face me, our kiss turned passionate and I, in turn, actually wanted to return the favor a little. To give him the pleasure. To make him moan some. So as I made the same journey, my fat tongue darted across his five-foot-nine, 24-year-old chocolate body and found the spots that gave him extreme pleasure -- like his left nipple as opposed to his right, which seemed to do nothing for him. His belly, so tight and perfect with the outline of a perfect eight-pack outlined, as if this boy ate nothing but non-fat chicken breasts and rice every day. His thickening cock made mine look like it belonged on a dwarf but I made a yeoman's attempt at pleasuring it before moving on to the sack below it, hearing him moan with small gasps and the occasional, "Fuck," escape his lips. I finally found his hole, surrounded but short gnarled hairs but clean, I went in for the kill and dug in deep. Deeper. I heard him go for the poppers so I flipped him over to get better access and really open him up. His hole opened like a flower, deeper and deeper. As I worked my spit in further, I got up and moved so that my cock lined up with his throbbing hole. My cock slid into his hole easily. No hesitation. I like a hole like this. "I can't believe we teased each other so long for this," I said. "I know," he responded. Fucking him for a while like this, I then pulled off and laid on my back, allowing him to climb on board and ride. The response was immediate. "Fuck!" he snorted poppers and began to bounce a little. "Had I known it was this good, I would have been over here so much sooner." "Oh yea?" I asked. "This is one of my worst positions but this feels so gooooooooood." I knew it wasn't one of my worst positions. I knew what would feel good, especially with his thinness and just how I could attack that prostate. So I did. His big cock lost its hardness but not its thickness, just flopping on my belly while he rode the white rod inside him. After a bit, he bounced off and landed on his back. I crawled off the bed and pulled him to the edge and began fucking him like there was no tomorrow. I could look down and watch my mighty white cock plunge into this dark chocolate ass, his hole grab on and pull and push in with my cock as it entered and exited his raw hole. Generally, I keep my cock deep inside ass when I cum, but I just loved this African American skin on this boy that I needed to see my white spooge coat his dark hole. So I pulled out and jerked, watching my first few jets fly onto it, wishing I'd recorded it with a camera, then shoved it back it. Smooth. His ass accepted my cock and cum smoothly. Smooth jizz. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I have kind of neglected to write about an experience a month or so ago. My bad. It's another one of me wanting to get fucked, but end up letting some guy suck my cock. I've said it before; Life would be much easier for me if I were a top. But deep down, I'm just not. That being said, I've also mentioned that I've learned a lot from the few thousand tops that I've serviced. You gotta figure: you spend enough time in class, somethings bound to rub off on you - right? So at the end of April CLAW was in town. In theory you'd think I would like leather-event weekends, but they are rarely what they advertise and you get the middle and the worse of the population you want. Those guys you think will be there never seem to be - so even when it's close to home, I normally avoid it. You can still get some decent hook-ups on the side without participating in the event. So I ended up answering an ad where I became the feeder. Eh. Sometimes I cave. As I got to the host hotel, I thanked my lucky stars I didn't pay for this event. Each guy in the lobby was uglier than the last. I wasn't hopeful for my encounter, but I continued on. I knew there'd be a third in the room. The guy sucking me had a partner and he wanted to watch. Both guys were very average and the partner was more like a daddy - 15 years older at least (or the victim of a really hard life). I knocked. They answered. I just dropped my pants (did not take them off) and let him go to his knees. I like to be egged on as a top or a bottom, but the partner/daddy wasn't good at it - for me and he didn't do enough encouraging for his partner/son. The guy was a decent dickie-licker though. Concentration had to come into play as I wasn't going to easily get off because I didn't want to be the feeder. But I didn't want to be the eater with these two either. So I persevered. I am SUCH a trooper! I took a few hit of their poppers and the guy had been blowing me for about 15 minutes and then pulls off and goes, "thank you Sir". I had to ask, "thank you for what?" "It was a nice load.". Channeling my inner-top, I grabbed his hair and pull his head back: "I didn't cum you asshole. When I do you will KNOW it!" I do have to say, I think my talk turned me on more than it turned him on and definitely more than he turned me on. It at least got me close. Soon, but not soon enough, I popped a three day load into his mouth and he swallowed obediently. "See the difference, faggot?" I said as the pulses were subsiding, but knowing he couldn't answer. I pulled out, pulled up the jeans and walked out. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Last night, one of my acquaintances online lamented that in his corner of the world, he'd fucked every asshole there was available. Knowing where his corner of the planet happened to be in proximity to a couple of universities and other places of "higher learning" (read "extreme intoxication" and frat boy experimentation) and knowing my chat friend happened to be in his rather youthful 20s (hey, black don't crack), I challenged him on his theory that he lacked any options. Inevitably, this proceeded to my own hypothesis, tested out time and time again over the past two-and-a-half decades, that about two-thirds of men can be had. So I decided to put together my own chart to help explain where I stand on the male population. Men, to begin with, exist on a different level than women. Men experience the world through our senses -- sights, sounds, smells even. Women allow their emotions to maneuver through this existence. Right or wrong, it doesn't matter. This is my totally unscientific study and, by that, I mean I'm probably off by 2 to 3 percentage points. Gay Men (24 percent) Let's begin with Gay men, which roughly break down into two categories: Out and Closeted. Depending where you are on the planet, the ratio between Out and Closeted vary and allow me to suggest why this is the case. First, of course, the geographic location. In the South, where I happen to live, assault by Biblical texts will chase a man into the closet faster than a Baptist at a liquor store's front door and he sees his preacher. In some countries, especially the Middle East and Africa, we're talking torture and death if you're discovered, so get comfy. Second, and this is a biggie, is your position. If you're a top, it's so very easy to be closeted. Remember, a hole is a hole since men experience the world through sensory input. Natural tops can spend their lives closing their eyes, visualizing a man and fucking. So you wonder why there are so few tops, there you go. Finally, the world is a place where, for the time being, we're all about averages. What's the average salary, the average distance, the average penis length, the average color, the average everything. The politically correct thing isn't to say Asians have small cocks and African Americans have huge schlongs. Society -- and I'm not talking about the Bible or morals -- has decided that it's "normal" to be married with a wife and kids. Believe me, my job would be so much more fucking easy if I played golf and talked about the little woman. I'd be ahead in my career if I were "straight." Being closeted is a way to get ahead in my career. In other words, religion, sex and money will put you in the closet. So no matter what Kinsey report or survey says, I believe that when you get right down to it, a solid 24 percent of the male population is gay. You read me right. I believe almost a quarter. I am not kidding. Bi Men (3 to 4 percent) Funny thing, I figure the Bi men might get a little pissed at this one. I think the true Bi men -- the ones hovering in the true center -- might be the minority. Give me a moment to explain. Kinsey created a scale of 0 to 6 where zero was exclusively heterosexual and six was exclusively homosexual, as illustrated by this chart I've included from Wikipedia.org: Theoretically, that's cool, but if you truly believe that Kinsey was onto something, then wouldn't you need to be a perfect three? Actually, wouldn't you need to be exactly 3½ or a 3.5 to be a true bisexual? Otherwise, you'd teeter off to either a homosexual or heterosexual side of the equation? See? (Chart altered by me to show the perfect center.) Again, men experience life through their senses, so you can fuck any hole. But seriously, the emotional attachment comes into the equation, you fall down on one side or the other and men may try out both sides but eventually settle on one or the other. True bisexuals are rare. That's another reason why the Gay population is larger in my sampling. Six-Pack Queers (23 percent) Six-Pack Queers deserve a class of their own, although they'd probably end up split between Closeted and Bisexuals, if we could. If you were or are in the military, you automatically qualify for Six-Pack Queers. This classification is based on a joke I heard years ago. Q. What's the difference between a straight Marine and a Gay Marine? A. A six pack. In other words, get a Marine drunk and he'll have sex with you. By the way, I've fucked more Marines that way. I've had every branch of the military (during active duty) except Coast Guard (if they count). When you impair a man's senses, he can justify his actions better. He can say he didn't realize that he was sucking cock, getting fucked or whatever. He hides his true emotional and physical desires behind the booze. He's easy to pick up at the bar. He's the stupid blond sorority girl with the mating call of "I'm so drunk." Now not all Six-Pack Queers are necessarily in a bar, but finding one lurking there makes it easier to get him inebriated and into your orbit. If they're not drinking, you can't get them. Six-Pack Queers will not have sex while they're sober. To get a Six-Pack Queer takes a certain type of approach. As I explained, think of yourself as a predator on a nature program. You must approach your prey and seek his weak spots, exploit them and then attack mercilessly. As he whines about some ex-girlfriend, stuff his mouth with your cock and work it. Getting emotionally attached to any Six-Pack Queer will be the worst thing possible. Straight Bottoms (19 percent) For any man who has had the pleasure of something shoved up his ass knows the intensity of an item tickling his prostate, thankyouverymuch. Even though I'm a top, I know that prostate stimulation can provide some incredible pleasure. For natural bottoms, that experience is intensified. Who said bottoms couldn't be straight? So let's take a walk on the wild side for a moment. Let's just suppose for a moment that a percentage of all straight men are, indeed, natural bottoms. They like -- in fact, love and prefer -- having things shoved up their asses. Certainly, your girlfriend or wife or female whatever would strap one on and shove a fake cock up the ass. The plastic would feel good. It would. A certain need would be fulfilled. However, let's just be honest. Fake is fake. We can all pretend like tofu is meat but after a while, we want the real thing. It's not Gay to want a real cock up your ass. I believe the Chicks with Dicks phenomenon comes from this place, because I'm certainly not interested in any titty-heavy bitches with pricks. Who would be? What would Chicks with Dicks target? Where's the market? Could it be straight men who want to get fucked maybe? True Straights (31 percent) Gotta love the Straight Boys. Believe me, there are plenty out there. And you might want to believe you're one of them, but if you're reading this, chances are you aren't one. Not much to say about the ones walking the Straight and Narrow except they know that a mouth does have gender. More...