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Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... I think I have mentioned it before in a previous post…Nerds are great fucks! I don’t know why, but all three of the certified “Nerds” I have fucked have been off the chain! The most recent was last week. As is often the case, I received an unsolicited comment to my profile on one of the hookup sites I use. To be honest, the pics of the guy were “Not All That”…but not totally Butt Ugly either. What caught my attention was the obvious shyness that came through during our chatting. I always try to respond to everyone and less than one percent ever result in anything… unless there is something that pricks my interest. In this case it was obvious that this guy usually looks at the pictures but does not do much more than that. Don’t know why, but I found myself wanting to see if I could bring this guy out of his shell a bit. To make a long story short, we chatted for about 40 minutes online. During that chat I learned that he had plans to go to a dance at a local gay bar the next night with some of his friends. I had been to this monthly dance once before and determined that it was pretty lame and left after about 30 minutes. After chatting with “Bashful”, I decided to go to the dance just to check him out. When I arrived, there were only about 70 to 100 guys there…still as lame as I remembered…so it was easy to spot him. Although his pictures on the site were recent, he is one of those guys who look a bit better in person than in photographs. He is 5’9”, probably 170 lbs, dark hair, glasses and a full beard. His hair is cut short, but he had bangs in the front, which made him look younger than his 30 years and sort of cute in a puppy dog way. Also, he is one of those white guys who could spend hours in the sun and just end up with more freckles than tan…again, kind of cute. I grabbed a beer from the Very Friendly bartender and just watched Bashful from across the dance floor. He was with a gaggle of friends who were acting more like girls than grown masculine men. Fortunately, he was not exhibiting the same behavior or I would not be writing this post now. Soon the dj put on a decent dance tune and several more guys hit the dance floor including Bashful. Ok… now get this…this guy is straight up Nerd…but on the dance floor…”his shit is tight!” I guess I should have told you about the best part of his anatomy…killer bubble butt with narrow hips. He had that ass moving in synch with the beat and I got an instant boner. I mean he had it poppin. He may be a Nerd in real life, but on the dance floor a metamorphosis took place… and it made think…”with a booty shake like that… he has got to be a decent fuck” After the music changed, Bashful went back over with his friends, only this time It seems that I was not the only one that noticed his hot ass. Another guy… a hot looking Hispanic guy… was all over him. About the same time Hispanic Guy was making his move on Bashful is when Bashful noticed me standing over by the bar watching him. I could tell that he was not sure if was me or not by the way he kept looking back at me over his shoulder as the Hispanic guy pulled him into a dark corner. After what looked like some heavy petting in the dark corner, Bashful made his way across the dance floor and stepped to me. Bashful: “I did not think you were going to come” Me: “I did not say that I wasn’t” Bashful: “Did not say that you would either” Me: “That’s me… keep you guessing” I said with a smile Bashful: “Well?” Me: “Well what?” Bashful: “Are you going to make me ask?” Me: “You bet” Bashful: “(Sigh) Ok…well what are you thinking” Me: “I am thinking that I like what I saw on the dance floor and I am wondering what that would feel like on my cock…but you have at least two other admires in the room so you go on and enjoy yourself…I will see you tomorrow night for an answer to my question” With that, I put my hand down the back of Bashful’s shorts and felt his sweaty hairy ass, giving it a strong squeeze. I noticed that Bashful’s gaggle of friends had all stopped talking and were watching us intently…one of them even had her hand to her mouth (so so gay). True to form, Bashful turned red in response to my forceful gesture and the attention it created; however, he did nothing to stop me or otherwise object. After a putting on a good show for the gaggle of girls, I removed my hand and sent him back to the group. I stayed for another beer and just watched Bashful. I think he like that because he kept checking every few minutes to see if I was still there. He seemed to get nervous when the Hispanic guy put his hands down his shorts and began to grind his crotch into Bashful. At that point Bashful looked over at me again…I grinned and gave him a look that said “Its ok”, and he seemed relieved. They continued to mess around for another five minutes until Hispanic Guy’s put his hand on the back of Bashful’s neck trying to get him to go down on him. Bashful protested by saying something in Hispanic Guy’s ear and the guy immediately turned to look at me over his shoulder. I simply raised my beer bottle “Hello” at him. Hispanic Guy was not happy, but he put his junk back in his shorts and moved on. I finished my beer, winked at Bashful and left. When I got home, I sent a text message to Bashful telling him that I would be at his apartment at 5:00. He was to be all cleaned and pre-lubed at that time. I also told him that I expect him to be a man and take the pain like a man. He could grunt and moan all he wanted but he was not to speak unless I asked him a question. He responded with a simple text that said, Bashful: “Yes Sir” I arrived at the appointed time and sent Bashful a text telling him that I was downstairs. He came down and let me in the building…I could tell that he was nervous and excited all at that same time. I followed him to the elevator, and stayed behind him the whole time so that he could not see me. He looked at me for the first time once we were alone in his apartment. I did not say a word… just motioned for him to turn around so that his back was to me. In one motion, I grabbed his kaki shorts and yanked them down to his ankles… he was not wearing any underwear. I then lifted his t-shirt half over his head, but not off. I told him to brace himself against the wall with his butt sticking out. I made him stand there like that while I took off my shoes and shirt. I purposefully took my time undoing my pants, making sure that my belt buckled clanked a few times and that he could hear me lower my sipper. At this point there was a slight tremble in his legs. Bashful jumped slightly as I reached to feel his hole. It was indeed well lubed. More for show than anything I loudly spat in the palm of my hand and rubbed on the fat head of my cock. When I placed the head at Bashful’s puckered hole, the trembling in his legs became much more pronounced as the anticipation of the pain began to unnerve him. Me: “Relax Bashful… and let me in… ok?” He shook his head “Yes” and steeled himself for the entry of my cock. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down his hole a couple of times before pressing the head in at the center of his hole. Bashful took the head of my cock with a loud grunt. I waited for him to adjust a bit… he was panting heavily as he dealt with the pain. I pulled the head out, and then pushed back in again… this time going a little deeper. Again Bashful grunted and started to pull away. Me: “Come back here… don’t run… take it… you are a man… take it” In response, Bashful not only came back, but I guess he decided to get all of the pain over with at once because he rammed back hard on my cock…literally skewering himself on my cock…with that Bashful let out a loud Bashful: “AW Shit!”…”AW Fuck That Hurts…Sir” Me: “I said NO TALKING” And with that I pulled almost all the way out and shoved back in hard. Bashful grunted and grunted but he did not talk any more. When It seemed that he had adjusted to the pain, I found an nice steady fuck rhythm. For a bit, the only sound in the whole apartment was the sounds of my thighs and balls slapping against Bashful’s ass and his grunts and moans that were in time with my thrusts. I fucked Bashful like this for a good ten minutes…until his whole was completely open to me and he could feel pleasure instead of pain. Then I pulled out of him and put him on his knees and made him suck my cock…ass juice and all. He was hesitant at first, but took my cock into his mouth started sucking. I put my hand on the back of his head and began to face fuck him. This… he could not handle so well. After the third deep thrust into his throat, Bashful came off my cock and sprinted to the bathroom which fortunately was close. He just made the toilet as he threw up. I waited outside the bathroom for him as he went through the dry heaves. To his credit, he quickly took a hit of mouth wash and then came back out into the hall way…dropped back to knees and opened his mouth for more throat fucking. I was impressed with his willingness to go right back at it…but the whole mouthwash thing reminded me of his Nerdiness. After the throat fuck, I moved Bashful to his bedroom (bed made…everything in its place with labels…yeah…labels). I put Bashful on his knees with his chest down on the mattress. I lined up my cock and by this time he was so open that I did not even use my hand to guide my cock in. I fucked him steadily like this for another ten minutes, then flipped him over on his back. I pressed his legs back against his chest and power fucked him hard. Bashful just stared at me with a sort of dazed look in his eyes and his mouth and beard still wet with excess saliva from the face fucking. He did not make a sound in this position… he just stared and kept gripping my biceps with both hands…sporting a six inch hard-on that jumped each time I bottomed out in his ass. He felt Amazingly good! I was soon ready to cum but I did not want to breed him on his back. For some reason I tend to cum harder and longer in doggy style. I put him back on his knees and , gripped his narrow hips and started pounding him balls deep. This angle must have been better for working his prostate because he was by far more responsive in this position than any other. I had picked up the tempo and was building to unload in him when I felt his body convulse. I thought I knew what that was, but at that point I was too focused on dropping my four day load to care. Within about ten more strokes, I passed that point of no return and I relaxed into a GREAT SHOOT! You know the kind that just seems to keep flowing and flowing and flowing out of you. With each pump more and more endorphins are released and you have the completely satisfied feeling. When I pulled out of Bashful, a river of very thick white cum trailed out of his very open hole and down his balls. At this point, Bashful collapsed on the bed exhausted. I went into the bathroom and retrieved a damp wash cloth and came back to clean Bashful up a bit. When I had him turn over on his back, I could see that the convulsion he had at the end was exactly what I thought it was… there was a huge wet spot under him where he had shot his load while I fucked him in the ass. After cleaning up a bit, I retrieved my clothes in the hallway and got dressed. Before I left, I looked in on Bashful… he had gotten under the covers and gone to sleep. At about 10:00 PM that night I received a text from Bashful Bashful: “Please use this cumdump again Sir” More...

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Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Right.. Well... I am just getting over one hell of a cold/flu..... Im sure you can read between the lines there.... this 'whatever' it was, started about a week or so ago, which coincidentally, was about 2 weeks after the bareback poz party. Lol.. Who woulda thought that I could take all those loads, from the first 2 parties, and stay neg, and then be a top at the third party, and finally catch 'something'. I say something, because, who knows, maybe im not poz after all. I did go to the doctors, and they just checked my throat out, and stuff, and said he suspects it is something something cockus (insert latin name of bacterial infection here). He prescribed anti-biotics, and hydrocortozone cream for the rash (yes.... rash is one of the seroconversion symptoms - he didnt seem to give it a second thought though). Anyway... Im nearly over this cold/flu/fuckflu thing.... In the past 2 weeks, I have had a bit of fun. I was at the sauna's about a week or so ago, a few days before this illness kicked in. I fucked raw, and got fucked raw, but not nearly as much as I would have liked to. Started in outside sauna, at about 1pm on a sunday. I went in, and got douched, and showered etc - something I can no longer do from the comfort of my own home, because I now live with my mum and brother. Anyway.... I got ready, and then went on the prowl, I had swallowed a kamagra pill, I still had about 20 or so of them left over from the party. I knew that I was gonna be wanting to give topping a go again, since the party. I walked around, found a cubical, which was playing treasure island media porn.... lots of bareback cum action there.... I sat down, then lay down, and started wanking off to the video. Wasnt long before this muscle hunk walked in, he gestured to his cock, to say he was hard, and he started stroking it through his towel... I knew then.... he must be a top. I asked "You a top?" "Yeah" "Good..... " I said. I gave him a good sucking, to get him lubed up, I wanted his cock raw after all. Dispite my best efforts, he went and got a rubber, and put it on his cock. Next thing I know, im having the most un-intimate sex ever.....sure, hes fucking me hard, and moving my legs and body all over the place like his play thing.... but to be honest, I lost all interest as soon as I saw that rubber going on. Anyway... I sorta assured myself, that once he cums, I can get the used rubber, and put the contents where they belong.... in my hole. He whispered in my ear...."are you gonna cum soon?" - I said I try not to cum, cause I wana stay horned up. He said ok... Next thing I know, hes thrusting extra hard, and then he falls silent and motionless. He came. He pulls out, and turns round towards the waste bin, and hes looking down at his cock, like somethings wrong.... He leaves in a hurry. I go fishing for the rubber, and lo-and-behold..... It popped. There wasnt a drop of cum in it at all, because it had ripped while in my ass. All that cummy goodness was in my ass, where it belonged. Satisfaction after all. I left the cubicle, and went on cum patrol. I glanced in at alot of the cubicles, hoping to spy some bins which had not been emptied. I always find alot in Outside sauna, they rarely empty them, unless they are overflowing, and overflowing bins is what I found. Alas.... I found Bin's which were overflowing, but although they had the smell of cum on the paper towels inside them, most of them were without condom's. Either barebacking had gone on, or someone was wanking off in the bins or something. I didnt manage to find any cum filled rubbers this time, so I lay down again, ass showing, waiting for someone to come along and breed me. I closed my eyes, trying to relax, the head ache from the kamagra had started to kick in. Its one hell of a pain, ya move ur eyes upwards, or anything, and then u get sharp pains in ur head. nasty... Time passes, and a guy comes in to my cubicle, which was conveniently left open. I hear him making sounds of approval, as he runs his hands down my ass cheeks and crack. He reaches for the rack which has the condoms and lube, and I remember thinking "No rubbers... please". To my pleasure, he was just reaching for lube, he squeezed alot of it on his hands, and then put it on my ass crack. He got on top of me, and started riding me, although, I have to say, it wasnt the most comfy ride ever. I never turned round to look at the guy, but he must have been big n heavy, as His weight compleatly crushed my legs when he accidentally put his knee's on my lower legs. I also banged my head few times against the wooden frame of the cubicle few times. Was not an enjoyable experience beyond collecting the cum loads. Time passes, and yes... I took his cum load in my ass. I decide to go on the prowel, and see if I can multiply the loads in my ass. I head to the dark room, hoping I can take some annon loads. To my surprise, there was another guy there, bent over, in the dark, taking any cock going. I had a kamagra dick at the time, so I knew that I was gonna fuck him raw. I asked him if he wanted it raw, he said yes. I positioned my cock to his ass hole, and thrust in, he made some moans of pleasure, and I straddled myself up on the bench in the dark room, so I was more a less pinning him down, I was sorta on top of him doggy style, thrusting down and into his ass. The guy would be about 30-40 years old. I saw other guys walking into the dark room, they could hear my thrusting and his moaning sounds, and they knew someone was getting fucked. I just wished I could get fucked like this too. There were now 4 of us in the dark room, 2 guys watching like pervs, and me fucking the btm guy. I pulled out of the guy, started wanking, and then shot my load, but quickly forced it back inside him, the Money shot, as porn companies like to call it. (In other news.... I have e-mailed Treasure Island media, with a request to be gang raped in one of their videos - they said they would get back to me when they are producing something suitable for me) Anyway... I walked out of the dark room, and wanted to get away from the btm guy, didnt really wana know what he looked like, cause I knew he was old and probably fugly. Alas.... he followed me, and started saying "thanks.." and giving me loads of cuddly kisses etc... Was really silly. "Thanks for shooting a load in my ass" Wonder if he would be thanking me if he knew I was now going through seroconversion-esq symptoms.... (which started about 2 days after this session) Anyway... I walked around for a while, and saw there was a group of guys in a cubicle, but it looked like an oral wanking show, nothing of interest. One of the guys, who, I have been fucked by before, raw, saw me. He must be about 37-43 age wise, but he has a slim toned build, and his face strangely enough looks similar to my 'sorta-ex-Greg'. I remember looking at him, wondering if this was Greg. He was Greg, except that he had Jet Black short spikey hair now. (it wasnt really greg, but it was a good likeness of him) He pinned me down in the cubicle, and started sucking my cock, then he would come up to my face, and he must have been on something. He was drewling all over me, was kinda disgusting.... I've seen dogs that drewl less. This guy was slabbering, drewling, and because he was on top, it all tried to go down my throat. YUCK, Anyway... I just wanted to roll over, so he couldnt get it down my throat anymore... "I want you to Rape me!!" I said... I rolled over, and before I even finished rolling over, he got his arm around my neck, and was restraining me hard, he was dummy riding my hole, his cock pushing up against it, hard n raw, as he breathed hard in my ear.... drewl still coming down my neck. He spat in his hand, and used it for lube, and he forced his cock inside me. Alot of tops like to pull out, push in, pull out, push in etc. This guy, he kept it in the 'hole' time. Lol, He did short little thrusts, but his big cock made them all the while enjoyable. I remember saying to him "Are you gonna cum??" Not yet..... he replied "I want you to cum... I want ur cum inside me" He really loved hearing that. Eventually, he let loose a big groan, as he shot his load in my ass, he kept his cock in place, allowing my ass to drain his balls dry. He lay on top of me, whispering that he enjoyed that. He gave me an enjoyable massage as well, I told him I wanted another load from him. He said he was gonna go for a smoke, and he would be back in a while... I waited...waited...and waited.. then walked about, and found he had done a runner.... FUCKER... Anyway... I was kinda pissed off by that I suppose, but the 3 loads in my ass kept me kinda happy. I went to another cubicle, lay down again, and then a big fat beast of a man came in, who was wearing underwear (was a fetish day I think). He was into fucking me raw, and he did so.... But he kept talking the whole way through it. Are you clean??, ya sure???" etc. Was fucking disconcerting..... Hes a top, and hes fucking me raw, injecting his fluids into me... and hes asking if Im clean.... I know there is a little risk to the top from a btm, but come on.... Anyway.... he was a very unsatisfying fuck, he came, at least, I think he came.... its hard to tell... when u have 3 loads already in ur ass. I got up, and he asked again "You clean? I dont wana be getting any little surprises" "For fuck sake... yes Im clean... but ya can take some responsibility for your own fucking sexual health u twat..." then I walked out. I got dressed, got a bus home, that was that.... 4 loads or there abouts, in one afternoon. Im actually heading to the sauna now.... to see if I can get some more. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post So let's have a positive post now so you all don't think I'm bitter. These are the things that turn me on. 1. Treat me like you want me. I love to be treated like shit during sex but you got to make me feel like I'm special before you get to sex. Obviously this isn't when I'm at the booths just taking loads. 2. Body needs to be toned. I'm not saying muscle. I'm not saying skinny. If you think you are fat, you might not be my kind of guy. 3. Age Rage. 28-35 to date, this is negotiable but basic idea. age Hot to fuck. lol. 4. Money. To date you need to have a job that pays for you and sometimes me. I'm not looking for a sugar daddy but I have had my fair share of being the bank for boyfriends. If you want to fuck me, I love guys that are willing to go out and pay for things to get me to do things. Think escort but you need to fall into those same age and body ranges. I'm into this if I'm into you. You pay and I'll do whatever you want or whoever you want. 5. Twiggas to the front. Haven't found anyone I would want to date yet but love to be used by the twiggas. 6. Give me room to breath. I am slutty and it's going to take a very very very special person to just drop being a slut to become monogamous. Understand that I like sex with random people. Please date me for awhile before saying what you are and are not willing to let me do. If these topics come on the second or third date, I will leave you. 7. Latin guys make me cream. I love hearing a latin accent especially when taking orders. 8. Uncut dick feels soooooo good. It's like it never comes completely out when fucking. mmmmm. Not a requirement but do love being fucked by uncut dick. 9. Be a man. My friend and I call them clackers after The Devil Wears Prada. Don't have shoes that click. Don't carry a man bag over your elbow. Don't sashay. Have a manly voice. You can love broadway. You can be gay. You can love to decorate. Just don't remind me of a woman. My mannerisms are in the middle. I come across as bottom not woman. 10. Be POZ. Love knowing I am taking poz loads. Till next load... More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... My first fucks were raw (and were in the early 1980s). Throughout my sexual history, I always fucked raw, both within relationships and through occasional "slip ups" while single. I never liked condoms. Does anyone really? As I left one relationship and the whole condom thing started up again, I really started to hate them. Funny thing, I discovered the bottoms really didn't want them either. Either the men were fucking stupid (which remains a distinct possibility) or they wanted to bareback as well. The "Deceptively Fun" series on my blog got inspired by the men I found more challenging to bareback starting in 2003. The first few sentences of the series begins: "Don't know when I stopped caring, but I don't. It's all about the fuck. It's all about feeling good. And I don't fucking care any other way." (You can read the first entry at http://iblastinside.blogspot.com/2009/09/deceptively-fun-1.html.) At the time, that statement proved accurate. From mid- to late 2003, my longest long-term relationship had ended (fucker). He actually was dating two guys (he had a polyamorous thing going before ending it with me), a week later I was laid off, and a week after that, I was in a car accident. So I'd had some fucking shit go down in my life. The last thing I needed was a layer of plastic between me and the man I fucked. Beyond that, I'd trusted all the bullshit about monogamy -- not because I wanted it. My ex had begged for it. He'd never cheat on me. Honest-Injun. The things we do for love. That relationship's ending proved to be pivotal to me and while we did make another attempt, I never really gave it another go. I did, however, learn that life occurs only once. I'd given an asshole the best years of my life -- 28 to 36 -- and I'd never get those prime fucking years back. Future fucking would be for my pleasure. I stretched my bareback wings and from there, I've never really looked back. My slip-ups now occasionally mean I use a condom. If I ever use one, I will find a way to get it off and breed. Ask anything. I'll answer. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here So I was out and about for work and placed a CL ad stating I was working from my hotel room all day and that I was happy to help guys get a load off - and sure enough, responses came out of the woodwork. Responses by people who cannot read, but that is par for the course when you place an ad. Guys who don't include stats when it is told to be a requirement. Guys who don't send pics when it is more than suggested. Guys who clearly don't know what ht/wt proportional is (hint: it is not 5'6", 190 or 6', 250). And the worse, the guys who want to get me off. My ads are pretty clear. I did connect though, so no worries. But there were more turn-downs and flakes than actual meet-ups. But here is one: don't have a pic sorry....I am 5 11, 197 brn blu 7 cut.....told I'm cute.... WHO in this day and age does not have, or cannot get a pic? Anyway, he showed up and not bad. Young. I'm guessing mid-20s, but not bad. I'm not sure he was 7", he may have been overstating it a bit, but he knew how to use it. Or me, as the case may be. I started by blowing him nice and everything and then he just took over and fucked my face. And fucked and fucked and fucked. He knew how to hold out, when to pull back and when to go full force. His cock was only out of his fly for a while and I couldn't quite get that. I wanted his nuts too. He seemed a bit reluctant. I found out, kind of. While averagely built atop, his upper thighs, what little actually became exposed were huge, but not muscularly so. That explains the almost 200 lbs. It was a weird kind of physical disparity. But we weren't getting naked and we weren't gonna date, so what the fuck did I really care. I went back to work. Well, he did. Pumping my mouth and me taking it. Soon enough, well, like 30 minutes total, he was ready to pump off a load - and I was there to catch it. I showed this pic to a buddy of mine afterward and he goes, "I would have beaten your ass for not swallowing it". Silly man. Of course, I swallowed it. But I had to capture the jizz for the blog, no? You guys DO want to see this kind of stuff - am I right? On his way out, he turned to me and said, "I can't wait to use you again". It's a nice sentiment, but highly unlikely. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Something about the charm of the last black beauty spoiled me. So when a 21-year-old African-American man offered his ass to me, I accepted. His only information provided were a few stats and a face photo. In fact, his stats were sparse: "21 years old, 6'1 190 very attractive blk guy." So he arrived. He matched his photo well enough. But something just seemed off with his loose-fitting clothing. He sucked cock well enough to get me hard, but I didn't sense anything extraordinary. He stood, dropped his shorts and turned around. First, the saying "junk in his trunk" seemed so very true as his ass had plenty of the proverbial "cushion for the pushin'." But while I don't mind a little larger ass for fucking, indeed his issue happened to be one of a hirsute nature rather than fat. Black bear didn't do him justice. As I came to touch him, from his neck down to his ankles and every inch in between, this young man's body wasn't spared. As if bitten by a werewolf and magically transformed, everywhere his booty and body had a wiry mess of black curlies. He kept himself covered -- all but his ass. I fucked and attempted to refocus my energies toward the inside, despite the drag friction created by the hairs around his hole, finally resorting to my poppers to pushing me over the edge. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Well, it took him a while, but he finally fucked me. I was in the sling in the playroom at Camp Palm Springs on a Sunday evening and where all (well, most of them, as we'll see) the guys there were into jacking off. But...there was a skinny Mexican guy hanging out, giving me looks but not really cruising. He'd come closer, then back off, and eventually retreated to a cot and jacked off a bit to porn. Then he'd come closer again and the pattern was repeated. Finally...after a couple of hours...he grabbed the sling and fucked my ass...not the biggest dick but he knew what to do with it. With this top, I worked my buttmuscles massaging his dick as he fucked me, and he seemed to like that...I know I did...I puckered my hole and pushed out a little bit and he kept right on fuckin'. Finally, he pulled off...and I saw him rip off the condom (!!!) and he finished by whacking off and squirting all over my stomach. The best I could do was to wipe up the cum with my fingers and smear it all over my butthole, doing what I could to finger a bit of it into my ass...hoping that the next guy would work it deeper into my manhole. Sadly, there was no next guy. Sundays are problematic...sometimes they can be hot, but this wasn't one of those times. However, if I can't get cum shot into my ass, then I'll do what I can to get it up there...smearing it all over my asslips or shoving a condom full of cum up my ass. Cumlovers must be resourceful. Hey, happy fuckin', get laid tonight! More...

To see BB Cunt's original blog post click here Sunday afternoon, I decided to check out that infamous bathhouse across the bay, Steamworks. I had lots of fun at Steamworks in Chicago before, and usually those places are pretty busy on a sunday evening... So why not go, right? I got there around 7 pm and there was a line to the sidewalk outside the bathhouse! I thought, VERY GOOD, that place is packed. I actually could not get a room right away because everything was booked. 15 minutes later I could check into my room and I started the cumhunt. As I was exploring the areas I walked down the hallway and saw a muscular, hot looking guy coming towards me. It was Dawson, Treasure Island Media's cumdump number 1! I was so surprised to see him that I kept walking and staring at him. Next thing I thought was: "Great, with THAT competition I won' t get any cock at all....!" Boy, was I wrong! Dawson locked himself into his room, I guess he was recovering from taking some loads. So I headed for the darkroom and presented my ass at one of the glory holes. It did not take long I had a huge dick up my ass. Did not see the guy, but whatever - it's bare dick! That guy did not cum up my ass, but I took the load of some other darkroom dick 5 minutes later. That one keep whispering in my ear: "You gonna get that toxic load, boy. You want that load man? Yeah, take that dick bareback!", which I loved, but why cant' he speak out LOUD so everybody around could hear? That would turn on all the other guys - right? Thank god he was rather loud as he shot his load up my ass: "Take it, boy, here its comes!" So everybody knew by than I am a cum taking whore. Took one more dick but did not get any load. Left the darkroom and strolled the hallways. When I passed by Dawson's room I saw a guy coming out. He was average looking, chubby, about 45 yo. It turned me on to see the "private" Dawson is the same cumslut he is in the movies, taking loads from EVERY cock - age, size, body type don't matter! Good boy! I got back to my room, left the door open and presented my ass. It did not take long till a black guy with a nice dick came in and started rimming my ass. He could smell the cum and said: "You already got a load up there?" "Yes, man - of course!" "Good than, you gotta get one more. I am here since 3 hours looking for a nice ass, I am so ready to plant my load up your hole!" He fucked me hard for about 5 minutes, I did not feel very comfortable but I knew it won't take too long and he'll give me his load. Which he did without saying anything. He left right away, I said "Thank you". He did not even look up and left - whatever, load nbr 2! I decided to go back to the darkroom area. There was a fuckbench I wanted to use. But when I got close to the bench, some other bottom was first and bent over it, presenting his ass. First I could not see who it was, but as my eyes got accustomed to the dark I could see its - DAWSON! Of course, a whole group of men gathered around him and one started fucking him. Dawson sucked off the other guys' dicks like a good pig. It was hot to watch. But nobody gave him a load. The first fucker pulled out and as I was standing right next to Dawson's ass, I just HAD to slip my cock up this amazing ass! I never fuck, but THIS I really had to do!! And I have to say it felt great. He was really working my cock, his ass his a nice perfect bubble butt and I could feel his ass muscle squeezing my cock. He was craving my cum!!!!! I fucked him for about 5 minutes, and I was close to shooting my load, but pulled out just in time - just was not ready to cum! So another fucker took my place, but surprisinly nobody gave him aload. I guess after 10 minutes Dawson felt bored and left the fuckbench. So - I saw my chance and took it - I ben dover the fuckbench and all the guys who gathered to fuck Dawson actually stayed right there and did not follow the pornstar cumdump. I thought to myself: 'Ok, u beter out on a great show right now if you don't want all those fuckers to be disappointed after Dawson left." So I decided to get verbal and loud (something Dawson did not do, not even in his movies, right?). I said: "Who's gonna give me some barerback cock now?" A black guy was first and happy to fuck my ass. He had a huge cock, and I had troubles first taking it al the way. He fucked my ass really hard, it was hot and he actually shot his load. I said: "Who's next?" "I am next you filthy whore" said a guy standing right there. Could not see what he looked like, but he gave me his load too after some fucking. I needed a break, it was fucking hot in that darkroom. So I left and went back to my room. On the way I passed by 2 guys talking. One guy turned to me as I walked by and said something like: "Hey boy, you want another load up there?" Fuck, I love when the word is spreading that I am a cumtaking whore. I said "Of course" and took him to my room. He started fucking my ass right away, no sucking or rimming ... AND he used the word "bareback" all the time. Now, as u already know, THAT is the fastest way to make me cum... WHich I did within minutes. Being the good cumdump I am, I let that guy fuck me for couple of more minutes until he planted his seed up my ass. That guy said he could give me a ride back to the city, but first he has to give a friend some piss. So, I came with him to look for that friend. That friend turned out to be Dawson! So to end my Steamworks adventure, I saw that guy pissing into Dawson's mouth and he swallowed down every single drop!! So, after the San francisco weekend, the Load Count was - 255 Los Angeles load report coming up soon! More...

Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... looking to line-up some "regulars" and some "new players" next week while on the road for business travel. will be staying at the Marriott in RTP, NC (one exit up from the RDU airport). let me know if you will be in the area. i'll try to report live from the session...but given the large response from previous participants and contacts down there...i don't think i will have much time to keep you all posted! i'm gonna be too busy taking cock down my throat and pounding deep in my ass... oh well!!! More...

To see Street Muscle 501's original blog post click here... I met up with Robbie, a hot bubble butted muscle boy from my gym. We have cruised each other before, but he seemed really shy. He has and incredible body. Finally last week, he agreed to meet me at Starbucks for some coffee. After we chatted for a bit he invited me over to his place to chill. We were on his couch and he puts my hand on my thigh and just dives in to make out with me. I'm so turned on by him and I think he’s fucking HOT and he knows it. I pull away and tell him how he’s such a great kisser and he wants more. His hand stays on my thigh, I allow him to move his hand over to my crotch and he just grabs my thick bulge in my jeans. I tell him, "I'll give you whatever you want!" He smiles at me and takes his hand from my cock and takes me to his bedroom. We start to undress and chat calmly about bullshit and I pull off my shirt. I'm bent over the bed removing my shoes and turn around to see his amazing abs, tight trim waist line and beautiful round butt. I see him staring at my chest and instinctively flex my pecs for him. He let out a low growl deep in his throat and I stand up and he just sucks on my nipples. I throw my head back and moan softly in my deep voice and pushes the back of his head harder against my chest. He loves it. While he’s still sucking on my tits, I reach down and unbutton his jeans and slide them off his firm ass revealing a tan line that simply makes me moan. "Fuck Robbie, you have a hot fucking ass dude." As I'm saying I reach down and slaps his ass and feel his glutes bounce back in my hand in greedy appreciation. "Now that's a hot fucking ass man! I'm so going to fuck that if you let me dude." He says, "Oh you WILL fuck my ass bro, I promise you that." After his jeans are completely kicked off from around his ankles, I pull him off my nipples and he stands up to meet my lips. We tongue fuck each other's mouth and kiss and moan deep. My hands are all over his back and shoulders. I continue rubbing his back and with both hands come down on each cheek of his ass and I wrap my entire hands around his tan-lined bubble butt and squeeze it firmly. He looks into my eyes and ask, "You like that ass dude?" I say, "FUCK YEAH!" We suddenly break our kiss. We're both breathing heavily and he goes straight to my jeans to get me naked like him. He unbuttons my jeans and pull them down to see a nice thick cock. I steps out of my jeans and slowly reveal all of my manhood. My thick cock springs forward and upward right in front of his face. I look down at him smiling because I knows he’s happy at what he sees. I ask, "So what you think Robbie?" He looks up at me and says, "Fuck Me, I don't know if I can handle such a thick cock. How long is that thing?" I says modestly, "It's not that big, maybe a little over 7 inches." He licks his lips and reaches his hand around to hold on to my muscular ass and he starts slowly sucking my fucking dick. The room is quiet and all you can hear are the wet, sucking noises he’s making on my cock and my deep guttural moans as he blows me. "Fuck Robbie, suck my cock dude. Damn you can't imagine how often I thought about you in the gym !" He sucks me harder and with more intensity. I continue to make him moan and I love it. He goes down on me as deep as he could, feeling my fat dick pushing its way deeper into his throat, feeling the thick head of my dick tickle that back of his tonsils. I moans and put my hands on the back of his head and pull his head further on to my thick shaft...My cock goes deeper and forces its way into his throat past the muscles and his throat just opens up to take me all the way down. He gags a little and I pull off some. The saliva in his throat thickens and makes my cock slicker and I pull him back down on my dick. This time, my fat cock of my goes all the way in and down into the depths of his throat and his chin rests on my ball sac and his nose is buried in my trimmed pubic hair. I pull my cock out of his mouth and I push him on the bed on to his back. I straddle his chest, then inche up over his face and lean forward and put my cock back into his mouth. He runs his hands over my ass muscles as they are pumping and flexing and my fat cock is fucking his face and my balls dancing on his chin. He reaches up and holds tight onto my ass. "FUCK YEAH ROBBIE...DUDE YOU'RE FUCKING MOUTH FEELS SO GOOD ON MY COCK. MILK MY COCK WITH YOUR THROAT BRO." His hands are still wrapped around me holding on to my flexing ass muscles, literally pushing on my ass making me fuck his face as he’s laying on his back and I love every fucking thick inch of my dick inside his mouth.. I start to stroke my cock with my hand while he sucks on just the of my cock and my body is trembling...he’s taking him to the edge and I blow a huge load deep in his throat. I keep pumping my cock into his mouth as I empty my full balls. He gulps down my load eagerly. Stroking his cock and unloaded all over my ass, back and his abs as he swallows me down. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Nick, I could turn philosophical all over this question regarding happiness. Let's first take up whether breeding makes me happy. In general, I'd say breeding is nothing more than a bodily function. Some choose to relieve themselves into plastic or their hand or a pussy or some other place. I personally think my spunk belongs in ass. So to answer your assumption, breeding does not make me happy. It satisfies a biological need and an instinctual compulsion I have to spread my DNA. Let's now consider the term "happiness" itself. Is that a state of being in which one exists or is it just a moment that's fleeting? I would suggest that since "happy" has a diametrically opposite state -- sad or sadness -- that it is an emotion that occurs. It is temporary. If it is an emotion is it something that we have control over or is it something for which we are subjected? More questions. So many questions arise that, I regret, an answer cannot be given. However, I will provide you with one of my favorite quotes from a movie: "I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. "It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then." -- Meryl Streep as Clarissa Vaughan in "The Hours" Happiness occurs, whether it's something we influence, project or by divine province or sheer luck happens to us. An experience that can fill your resistance and give such promise and joy and optimism and make you perceive an invincibility about life. But for every bridge, there's a tunnel. My journey now takes a different path. Part of my reflectiveness on my Dark Passenger series has been to acknowledge those times when the negative influenced my existence and turned me into the creature I've become. My reflections on these virtual pages have, honestly, given me insight. This journey now is fresh, raw, unfiltered through time. I wonder whether any insights will come. So, it too stands as an experiment. Ask anything. I'll answer. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Granted I am tipsy as I write this so I may come back and edit when I am sober. 1. YOU DON'T HAVE ANY PICS POSTED OR DON'T SEND ANY PICS. Don't make me ask for them. Really, just send them and more than one. I know how to copy from the internet just as anyone else can. Send pics that look real and not set up and more than one of them so I really can at least think you're real. 2. SPEAK ENGLISH. Really guys, sending me an email or message all in Spanish is going to get you no where. 3. BE RESPECTFUL. I love being a pig. Don't address me as one until I get to know you. Look to a previous post. I give examples of first messages that won't get responses. 4. DON'T BE OVERWEIGHT. I'm not into muscle for dating b/c I always feel they will leave me for muscle. I'm not muscle. I don't like guys tho that need to look over their belly to tell if they are hard. Be slim and able to see your dick without leaning over. 5. IF YOU ARE OLD, YOU MAY HAVE A HARDER TIME. I don't limit by age unless you are younger than me. I promised myself not to date younger as a new years resolution. If you are older ( 38+), it's a per person basis. I try to keep to 30-35 but you never know. Just don't expect anything or get your hopes up. 6. RACES I HAVEN'T FOUND INTEREST IN. I'm not racist. I have been out and sleeping with guys for ten years. These are the races I am most likely not going to be attracted to. Again this is a case by case basis but usually not attracted to. Indian(Asian or Native), Arabic (Any country therein), Canadian, Short no wasted Latin, Nigerian, Etheopian, Asian depending on individual, Irish most but not all, Northern African. 7. GUYS WITH NO JOBS. Do I really need to explain this? 8. GUYS WITH NO GOALS. I don't want a McDonald's cashier that's not aiming for something higher. BTW, I am a snob when coming to jobs. If you have a trashy job and you are just there for a fuck, don't tell me you're job. I will get turned off and not want to fuck with you. Keep it to yourself if you want to breed me. 9. GUYS THAT DON'T WANT A RELATIONSHIP. Um yeah, obviously. 10. GUYS THAT WANT TO CONTROL. I am independent. I speak my mind and I usually think I'm right. I can be submissive but only in the bedroom. Don't tell me what to do with my money, who to talk to, when to be home, who I can fuck, etc. I am an adult and have done just fine without you up until this point. For fucking, I definitely don't mind being your submissive bitch. Dating tho is a different story. 11. REALIZE IF YOU HAVE TINA DICK BEFORE CONTACTING ME. What is it with spring? Three times in the past month I have gone to guys houses that end up pushing a soft dick into me for 30 minutes before I give up and go home. There's a reason you haven't read any sex posts recently other than me being sick. I had a day with five guys recently where I spent the whole day getting fucked by Tina dick. No cum. Really, do you want to hear about that. Not that exciting if I don't get cum in me. 12. I DON'T PAY FOR SEX. Hustlers keep contacting me and hitting me up at the booths. I get it. I'm hot and it's easier to fuck hot guys. With that said, I don't need to pay you. Not going to do it for fun either. I am sure I come across as a complete bitch at this point and I promise a sex post as soon as one that I feel is worth telling comes along. Twigga come to my rescue. Till next load... More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here Tonight, Fridaay, May 21, 2010. 10pm till 4 am (unless the light is on after 4am, then come on in.) NO PNP (poppers are cool though.) 1007 South Longwood Avenue. Los Angeles, CA 90019 1 Block East of Highland, South of Olympic. Second house on the west side of the street. COME THRU THE GATE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE HOUSE. If gate is closed, close it behind you…if gate is open, leave it open..(the gate will be on your right side). Come all the way to the garage and make a left towards the backyard. Walk around the 2 wood decks. MY ROOM IS NOT ON THE SECOND WOOD DECK. DO NOT GO UP THE WOODEN STEPS ON DECK. DO NOT KNOCK ON THE WINDOWS ON THE DECK…THAT IS NOT MY ROOM! YOU WILL GET US BOTH, YOU AND I IN TROUBLE….(My roommate might be hanging out in the garage or on his room…but that’s my roommate, it’s not me…)go past both decks. If you are standing in the backyard facing the decks, my room will be in the right side of the house, but you can’t see it yet, so keep walking on the side of the house between the wall and the fence until you see some cement steps. It’s pretty dark, but keep walking…you’ll see the light on at the top of the cement steps…Take the steps and that’s where my bedroom door is. French doors are open. I’ll be blindfolded and lubed up in my bed. You must like sloppy seconds. There will be loads of cum already in my ass. Pump, dump and leave. Can get into making out and kissing if u do. Please be quiet when you enter and when you exit…. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Thank you. I've reached 300 followers (actually surpassed it). Who would think this humble exploration would end up with 300 followers here. I am humbled by the thought. Thank you again. More...

To see BB Cunt's original blog post click here So, I had a pretty nice day already with 2 loads up my ass. But, of course, I was not done yet and decided to hang out at the leather bars on Folsom street. First bar was packed, but no action. When I entered the second bar, I felt that the air was loaded with testosterone and I could see the guys checking me out as soon as I came in and took my shirt off. I wore very tight, low cut jeans, so the guys could see the NASTY PIG jockstrap I wore under my jeans. The bar was not very busy, but it had a nice spacious area in the back of the bar. Not a back room, just a rather dark part of the bar. I passed through there on my way to the restroom. When I got to the restroom I saw a leather daddy pissing, which turned me on. I opened my jeans, lowered them and started pissing at the urinal right next to him, looking over to get a glimpse of his dick. LOVE watching leather dick pissing - and THAT was a pretty big one! Leather daddy saw I was turned on (had a hard-on in no time!), spit on his hand and shoved his hand up my pants to finger my pussy. He started moaning as he felt I was all wet and probably oozing the gym guy's cum. He guided me to the dark area of the bar. His dick still out, I dropped down to my knees to suck his dick. Got hard in a second, so I bend over to take his cock. I just hoped he would not look for a rubber... Luckily - he did not and shoved his bare cock right up my ass! I love being fucked while people watch, so I got really horny and slutty. I decided I want to put on a show, so I grabbed leather daddy at his shaft and guided him to the bar counter, took off my jeans, jumped on the counter, lay down on my back and presented my ass. He obviously LOVED what I did, because he stuck his dick right up my ass again and began to fuck me hard. Unfortunately, the bar was too high and he was not tall enough, I tried to lower my ass as far as I could, but I did not really work out. We went on fucking on the bar for about 3 minutes, guys came and gathered around us staring. I thought somebody would join in, but sadly, all of those guys were just looking. It's a pity that most guys just wanna fuck in the dark corners... But the guys around him turned my leather daddy on even more, and I got pretty verbal - "You gotta give me that load? U gotta breed that as daddy?" He shot his load eventhough he had troubles reaching my hole, but it just was such a hot scene. As soon as I got off the counter, the bartender came over and said: " You can't do this here! We could get into a lot of trouble... But, your ass is so cute, I ll forgive you if you let me do the same to you at my place when I am done with work..." Well, I did not meet him later, I was just too tired, but I thought that was a nice compliment... ;-) More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Guys, I need to vent with some of you. One - I have been ill a lot recently and have chosen to try to think of my health first over being fucked. I am allowed this. Don't get pissy with me b/c two weeks ago I was sick and I tell you I'm still sick now, bc I AM. It's spring. I have seasonal allergies that with my house in Virginia is more difficult to get over. Deal guys. There is more ass out there to fuck so don't go ripping into mine b/c you're not going to get it when you ask. I get online b/c of boredom and I'm honest from the get go that I'm not looking. Two - Y'all are some rude motha fuckers when it comes to respect for peoples jobs. You want to pay my bills so you can fuck me all day, fine. Until then, fuck off I have work and like most people I only have two days off. I'm retail so when Hell freezes over, those days off will be together. I fuck on my work schedule not yours. Three - Why the fuck do you think that 5:34am on a Tuesday is an appropriate time to just pick up the phone and call for a hookup? You do that I delete you. That simple. This week three of you thought that that was ok. Now all three of you are in my phone as "Asshole Do Not Answer." I have gotten barely any sleep b/c my grandfather is dying and last I need is you're Tina'd ass calling me at the break of dawn horny and most likely unable to even get hard. Four - Yes I have a blog. Yes I'm glad you like it. NO that doesn't mean you get to fuck me. Yes I have the right to say no. NO I'm not going to change my mind no matter you messaging me every time I sign on. NO I'm not going to change my mind when you create another screen name after I had to block your other one bc you would not listen to me. No I'm not going to change my mind when you hire an escort to ask me to join you two. I'm respectful to you guys, stop the drugs long enough to see the assholes y'all are being and wake the fuck up. Till next load if I choose to continue this... More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Almost 1 a.m. My phone is ringing. It's a number I don't recognize. "Did I wake you?" the voice says. It's deep. Manly. "Nope," I say. "Just hanging. What's up?" "I'm horny," he says. "You still barebacking?" Damn. He's right to the point. "I do. You want a load?" "Yea man," he says. "Think you can go twice? I'm really horny." Wow. "Sure, come on over." I give him basics then text him my address. Strange. Within 10 minutes, he arrives, but along the way, he texts me a few messages, inquiring this and that. He's shaved smooth. I just shave my balls. He wants me to pull out and shoot on his chest. A few other usual stuff. He arrives. At around five foot eight, he's a vision of an African American man. Wide and beefy, a booty for days, big feet and hands, a handsome face with one of those pencil mustaches from Billy Dee Williams Star Wars Days I don't quite get. He's a dark chocolate Cuba Gooding Jr. Only better. More ripped. More muscular. More show me the money. If he'd asked, I'd paid. We get upstairs and he removes his clothes and it's true. The man has shaved himself smooth. His skin is without a blemish and, when I mean dark chocolate, I mean Hershey would use his skin to measure the milky texture of perfectness. His chest is perfection and then I remember him from Adam for Adam. We'd spoken there and exchanged numbers a while back but never really proceeded. He's a college student. A totally passive bottom, he plopped himself on the bed and just waited, only asking for the poppers. For such incredible hotness, he turned into a lame fuck real fast. Still, I decided that if this black body would be my wonderland for a while, I was going to play. I gagged him on my cock. He liked it too much as I watched his cock bulge up to a full nine inches. Hard. So fuck that. He wasn't cumming and leaving. So I sucked him a bit. His nine-incher was uncut but clean and with that nice smooth skin around it, not musty smell or texture. So I found his hole and licked. His hole was unusually high, closer to his balls than most. The bitterness of his hole with a hint of soap told me he wanted it and bad. So I didn't wait. In between licks, I slicked my cock, stood and slid in. He took a huge huff of poppers and went to work on his own thick black rod. I knew. So I took a huff too. A deep one. And rather than wait patiently, I noticed the throb and pushed in. Deep. He started to pull away but I grabbed his thighs and pulled him toward me. He was too intent on the jerk off to resist much and the pain-pleasure mix was pushing him over the edge. It was me too. I was unloading in his ass. On purpose. He was beginning his unloading too and used his incredible thighs to push off me too. I came up, jerking, making noises and adding to the mix he was depositing on his chest. A fuck that lasted just a couple of moments. An inexperienced bottom but a beautiful one. I just wanted to make sure I'd made my lasting mark, that I gave this black beauty just a little of my DNA in his ass. Mission accomplished. More...

To see Ted's original blog post click here ANY/ALL CUM LOADS TONIGHT in Hollywood from 6pm to 8pm ONLY - this is Pump/Dump/GO - small apartment, PLEASE DO NOT LINGER. He will be taking a 42-load frozen cum-cube before hand- so he will be cum-filled before the session... NOTE: Please be discreet when entering and leaving building- allow extra time to park, as parking is tough - but since this is pump/dump/GO you only need a short time of parking time... here is the info: ### N. Cherokee Ave. [edited] Hollywood, CA 90028 Fuck him hard/ seed him deep- NO LOAD REFUSED. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here The Human Butt Plug is the best way to describe this Palm Springs top, with whom I've communicated several times before, whom I finally hooked up with last Sunday night. It was already around 10 p.m. when I logged into barebackrt to check out what was happening late on a Sunday night, in Palm Springs not necessarily the best time. I wasn't online for more than 5 minutes, when I got 'pinged' by Human Butt Plug, and within minutes I was on my way to his place in the gay ghetto of Warm Sands. He doesn't call himself the Human Butt Plug...I do. This guy's endowment is so big and fat that he can bring pleasure even when only semi-hard. As I sat down on his plumped up manmeat I felt my buttlips stretch and fit over that knob of his, and he didn't need to do much more...I had that fulfilling sensation one gets with his favorite butt plug...the one where the slightest movement causes subtle gentle ripples along the walls of your fuckchute. I maximized my good fortune by squeezing his shaft with my buttmuscles and massaging it, sending little jolts of pleasure up, down, everywhere. Butt Plug didn't let me do all the work: he told me when to move forward, when to back up, when to twist, and finally he was flipping me outwards like a tailgate, and that fat dick never once slipped out...I just kept the clamp on as best as I could and his cock is big enough to stay in. There was a third to our little party that night, a latino guy who I'd buddylisted a while ago...and I assume he got his ass worked over after I left, which I did around 2 a.m., but not before probing Butt Plug's butt with my talented little hands. His canal was not the deepest but it was certainly wide enough to provide for lots of fun...this closing was just a 'getting to know you' kind of fisting session...we both agreed to take it to the next step and soon. We also agreed that the 'tight hole' was vastly over-rated, surmising that the guys with tight holes just aren't getting around enough. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... The e-mail bounced back and forth. Normally I don't endure that kind of crap. Not sure why I did with him. But I did. And for once, it paid off. My Gmail account reconciles with 64 messages from him. And I sent him 59. Iowa turned out to be a hotbed of nothingness. Standard operating procedure for me is to post a brief Craigslist ad notifying locals a top blogger who likes to write about my encounters will be arriving soon. I don't mind the curiosity seekers who result. It exposes my blog to dozens of new readers. I will normally get one or two new loyal jerk off subscribers and at least one new death threat. By the by, the death threat arrived right on time yesterday. The jerk wad usually waits to send it after I return home and posts it anonymously. Interestingly enough, it's usually somewhere in the middle of the pack of stories. I imagine him, cum drying on his fingers in that post-ejaculation moment of guilt, knowing he's been thinking too hard about cum up his ass, when he writes the rant to me, how much he wants to kill me for stealthing some unsuspecting bottom. At the same time, he's recalling that time he wakes up, still a little drunk from the night before, wondering heat really happened the night before, and going to the bathroom to piss. He has that sensation and farts. Only to find it's a shart. Only to look on his underoos and see a white stain, not a brown one. He can't recall his name. He doesn't remember too much. But he sits on the toilet and tries to push out the milky liquid in his ass. Surely he was raped. He would never knowingly take a raw cock. Never. Anyway, I get sidetracked. So I announced my arrival and several checked me out. Two or three email me back about how hot my blog is. One is an 18 year old. He somehow misses the fact I'm 42. The barebacking doesn't bother him. The age does. If I were three years younger, I would be acceptable. But not 42. Just a little too old. The other somehow misses the fact I bareback. "I blast inside" isn't a hint and the stuff all over my blog gets somehow missed. My pen pal keeps plugging away. Never committing to come see me. Never saying he won't come. Once I arrive, the blogger ad comes down and the usual "come over and get fucked and filled" ads go up. I get the usual, "I just suck" and "can you make a condom exception for me cause I'm sort of hot?" responses. But there's enough barebackers for me so I'm good. Pen pal keeps showing up and we keep chatting. He's got a boyfriend. Can we threeway? My answer is yes but I will still only bareback. Can I come to their place? No, I don't have a vehicle. Are you sure, he just went to bed? No, seriously, no car, not from here. I suggested sneaking out. "But I haven't showered," he said. By this point, it was getting close to midnight central time, which from Alabama I knew was close to impossible to get anyone. So I answered, "That's fine. I don't care. You don't have to suck me after I fuck you." Magic. He was on his way over. He arrived and followed my instructions, stripping just inside the door. I was naked on the bed, the room mostly dark. He sucked me. It took him a moment to adjust to the angle of my cock and he never really got a good hang of it. His oral skills were above average but not exceptional. I pulled him up and got a better look at him. Mid-30s with a little balding but he took the right approach and cropped his black hair short. With a long oval face, he actually seemed similar to me -- one of those unassuming guys with that dark underbelly of sexually energy that never ended. His cock never got particularly hard, which never needs to be an issue with me. His chest had been clipped close and both tiny nipples were pierced with equally tiny rings He spit in his hand and slicked my cock, easing it into his ass. Of course, knowing he'd split to cheat on his boyfriend made me rush to orgasm, but I let him ride for a while -- a good three minutes before I busted my nut inside his guts. He made sure to work my cum up in him deep before rolling back and jerking off into his own mouth. Yes. He made it interesting. Iowa boy jerked off into his own mouth. Points for the cornfed boy. Then he suited up and left. I had the sense he was a bit disappointed I wasn't a bit more dominant or demanding. That I didn't guide him or slap him around. Fuck that. I was tired. I wanted to lay back and be served. Completely. Cum quick. He's lucky I let him cum. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... I finally finished Chapter Seven. Truth is, it's about half of the content planned for Chapter Seven. I have more sex to write but I need to do a little mo research. Any volunteers? To qualify, read Chapter Seven to see if you "fit" into any of the parts. Check it out at http://ibifuckfiction.blogspot.com/2010/04/company-chapter-seven.html. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... The collection of comments received over the time of this blog contains a few themes aside from the normal desire to do me harm or do me pleasure. Among the chief other themes: "I wish I knew." You could have known had you listened. As a young gay man in my twenties, I had my own mentor who assisted in my development. I think it's time I might consider taking on a protégé to teach him what I have learned. This practice of mentoring has long been used since ancient times. You might be wondering whether you qualify. It never hurts to ask. I am purposely keeping the details vague enough since even I might be surprised by the results. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... My buddy from Singapore came by. I fucked him today. I tried to video a little. Here's the results. Next time, I need someone to hold the cell phone while I get busy... More...