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Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today I came in the mouth of a totally jacked 29 year old-- very unassuming looking jock-like Latin guy whose flesh had the kind of thickness that made me need to squeeze and squeeze them. He was about 5'8 but seemed much taller because of his impressive musculature. Today is dreary and my work was very tedious, and I dangled my dick out on craigslist for several hours, garnering maybe three pitiful replies, most clearly not serious at all. And then Jacked Jack came long when I'd about given up. I felt sure he'd flake on me, and lined up a backup plan in Battery Park City with a tall, long-suffering guy who has been after my cum for almost a year now. But Jacked Jack came through, and he that rarest gift the heavens bestow on someone like me-- sensual, skilled, sensitive, tactile, affectionate, hung, oversexed... pretty much everything I ever want in a bottom. Except he had the oddest demeanor, and I'm not sure what to make of it. He showed up, having driven all the way across the island from Bay Ridge at rush hour, with a punctuality that impressed even me. He looked pretty fantastic-- you could tell his stomach was firm through his polo shirt and I couldn't resist patting it as I led him through the foyer to the living room and offered him some water. This made him jump a little, and he wasn't looking at me, and did want water-- typically just a formality I offer-- all of which made me wonder if he would stall and bolt. I've been with all kinds of bodies, including more than a few serious body builders, but his body-- a natural, sporty, truly athletic-looking muscle, not preened over or aesthetically "worked"-- is actually a type that never hooks up with me (I'm a hairy schlub). I expected the worst but played it cool, got him his water, talked a bit about my "awesome" apartment, and then nudged things along, asking if he wanted to get down to it. He nodded and followed me to the bedroom, but still wasn't really looking at me. We faced off in the bedroom and I figured the kiss would be the clincher. I moved in and he met me more than halfway, kissing full-lipped and with a verrrry appealing hungry suction that I have not experienced recently, if at all, and it made the blood rush to my meat immediately. I gripped his body eagerly. He was not hard as a rock, which turns me off actually, but that supple firmness that is hard to describe-- overripe mangoes?-- but is the most fantastic thing you can experience with your hands as a gay man. His shape felt Platonically perfect; apparently I've been in a dark sexual cave my whole life, facing the wrong way, while this kind of sex incarnate was out walking around in the light of the real world. The intense kissing, the feeling of his meaty body in my grasp, and his hands all over me had me dizzy. I pulled out my dick and told him to get on his knees and prayed this would not be a disappointment. And it wasn't-- I should have known from his kiss how he would suck. And from this point on, he had no trouble looking at me at all, and in fact looked at me more than most guys do. I pulled him up once he'd gotten my dick so hard the head was flaring angrily, and brought him in for another kiss. And we locked gazes as we made out. Even the flesh on his face had that firm fullness, even his ears. He was made out of a magic substance quite different from whatever makes me up, and I wanted to fuck it more than I wanted to keep breathing. When he took off his clothes, revealing tight black low-rise briefs, I felt like every magazine underwear ad I looked at when I was a kid was coming flooding back. The shape of his body, the hair on his legs, the way his posture curved elegantly as he pulled off his shorts, it all tapped into something deep that I've longed for my whole life, before I even knew why. He wanted poppers and I've learned that they bother me less if I uncap them and put them under the bottom's nose while he inhales-- it feels extremely illicit somehow, but also feels like another substance I'm injecting into him, like my saliva or my cum, and I kinda like it. He took four or five extremely deep, brain-damaging hits, and then lolled around in my lap like a content schnauzer with a sausage. The shape of his body between my legs was a force of nature. I wish it was here with me now. His dick looked huge and meaty against his frame. It was exactly the same size, thickness, and shape as mine, just uncut. But on him it looked gigantic. What more beautiful sight is there than a guy hunched over your dick on his haunches, with smooth muscles rippling from bicep to bicep over the shoulders and across the trapezius, and there in the shaded space between his legs is a thick bountiful sex organ bristling with short hairs? What kind of heaven is it that you can reach out and touch it? His nipples were sensitive to strong pulling and biting, especially if I held one between my incisors, not-quite chewing on it, but slowly increasing the pressure halfway down the length of the nip, and slowly pull it from side to side by turning my head, tugging his pectoral muscle along with it until all was taut. This seemed to put him into orbit. I got on top of him and he pressed his body into mine greedily, held my back close, wrapped his legs around me, looked deep into my eyes, stroked my biceps. The closeness and contact was intoxicating. Gripping his knees, I pushed his heavy thighs back so they were perpendicular to his body, pushing his groin up into mine, and grinding my fat dick against his. We were precumming all over each other. We were kissing like crazy. I wanted to cum and I wanted desperately not to cum. I curled around him and we sucked each other simultaneously. His dick was incredible. His body was unbelievable; I still can't believe it, I wish it was still here. He wouldn't let me rim him, clenching his legs together when I went down there-- I guess he was not prepared. "Usually, but not today," he said with a sheepish smile. So I just sat there, like a mindless idiot holding my dick, stroking his thighs and his buttocks, wishing, wishing. I lay on top of him and snaked my dick down between his thighs and mimed fucking him. He opened those beautiful thighs up a bit and let me slide my dickhead over his hole, and moaned. If I stuck my dick in him at that point I would have lost all my faculties and would probably still be ejaculating. He gave great head but we spent most of the hour we were together pressed together, like Aristophanes' two-backed beast, sucking each others lips, fucking each other's dick, just kneading each other's body and getting as close as possible. His legs around my waist, my hand on one firm round buttock pulling him to me hard, the other cradling his head gently as we hungrily made out. If only my dick had been inside him. I finally had to cum, and laid back, and asked him to suck me slow. And he did, maddeningly so, but it was what I needed to really feel the orgasm. I let him tease me and my nuts grew incredibily sore. So I told him, a little harder, and he sucked me a little harder. And my nuts were throbbing with tension. So I told him, a little harder, and he sucked me a little harder. And I felt the cum overflowing my ducts even before my dick started firing. A flood of cum ran out with the precum I'd been oozing into his mouth, and my dick was growing ever thicker and ever harder, and then the explosion began. Cum was running down my shaft. He looked at me rather desperately, but kept at his task, and sucked harder, beating his own beautiful tool furiously. And I kept cumming and cumming till it really was just overflowing all over me. He sat up and I told him to cum on me-- something I almost never want, but I think I would have swallowed HIS cum at this point, he was so sexy to me. And he came hot and wet all over my belly, and the sight of him reared up, all his muscles on display, tense, glistening with sweat, fringed only on the limbs with hair, made me cum again. I came a few small squirts more in his cum. It was fucking fantastic. And then? He jumped out of bed instantly, asked for the bathroom, and washed out his mouth. I rummaged around to get a towel for myself-- I'm never properly prepared for some reason. He asked again if I was sure I was negative, and I told him I'd just been tested two weeks ago. He nodded with something like relief. "You came a lot," he said rather flatly, but with what must have been admiration. He was back to not looking at me, or doing so very warily. But he did want some more water. So we went to the kitchen. We talked a bunch and he seemed to be warming up, asking me a bunch of questions about myself. When I mentioned I moved up here with my partner, he seemed to shut off again, and ran off pretty quickly after that. Very odd. I am hugely tempted to post a picture of his body, wearing the same briefs he showed up in today. I feel like I have to crow about what I got hard and came in, share the picture and have everyone go "Wow!" and "Hot!" and "Lucky bastard!" Or maybe you'd all yawn. But I can't stop looking at it and thinking about it, even though I have to go cook dinner now and act like a normal person, not a fancy life-support system for a dick and eyeballs and appetite. I haven't been filled with this much desire in a long, long time after sex. I need to fuck him and will make an ass out of myself before too long, asking him to let me in sometime. I'm not sure he was into me at all, to be honest, given how he acted when he got here. But the way he was in bed, when we were close, naked, covered in each other's sweat? Is that something you can fake? What just happened? Odd. More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today I hopped in my car; drove a several slow, smoggy, stop-and-go miles on an elevated highway across Brooklyn at rush hour; searched for a parking space; trudged up the stairs of an old apartment building to an efficiency apartment containing a glamorously handsome but thin and hairless Latino bottom who held me close and kissed like a dream and sucked my dick with the most beautiful velvety pressure; took off my clothes and took off his clothes and got in bed and made out intensely with our hands all over each other and I laid on top of him and held his hairy thighs and ground my dick into his (which was long but very bent) and sucked his nips and within ten minutes, without any warning at all, like some kind of tenth-grader, began ejaculating copiously all over him. "What the fuck??" I exclaimed at my moronic penis as I fisted it and helplessly watched the thick white ropes of goo plaster the very, very annoyed bottom. "What the FUCK??" I began to laugh riotously, shaking my head, and said "This has not happened to me in a LONG time." Annoyed Latino Bottom jumped up and ran into the bathroom, closed the door, and spent far too long in there to be just washing up cum. I slowly got dressed again, wondering if I should offer to help get him off. Then I decided not to-- he wanted to get fucked and I wasn't gonna be able to do that any time soon, so I finished putting on my clothes. He was still in the bathroom. Should I just leave without saying goodbye? I didn't know! I just stood there looking at the door. He finally came out, and I apologized, which he dismissed with fake good will. I said "I guess you were just too hot!" and he broke into a wry smile for a second and said "Oh, yeah!" and began showing me out the door. On the way back to my car I felt completely humiliated, but also unusually light and jaunty, because for whatever reason that was a pretty awesome orgasm and I came a LOT-- most bottoms I get with would be all google eyed and drooling at it. And *I'm* the one who spent 35 minutes in downtown Brooklyn rush-hour traffic for 10 minutes of nookie that puts my tool out of commission for the time being. He can just dial up another top, just like that! He can get stuffed with dicks all night long! Ah well, the perils of topping-- the burden, the responsibility, the red-faced shame. But hey, I got off! More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today I fucked the living, sweaty hell out of a short, meaty, verry handsome Brazilian guy. He hit me up on Daddyhunt-- a useless site, so far-- with extremely handsome face pix. He had a buzzed head, scruffy lantern jaw, sharp straight nose, intense eyes, sweet lips that were slightly incongruous on his manly face, and this particular hairline that drives me crazy every time-- amazing how something simple as the shape of a hairline can get all your sexual machinery going. He sent me some smooth-skinned body shots in email which were really just kind of eh. Despite my own schlubby middle-agedness, I routinely have guys with bangin hairy bodies asking me to fuck them, so I perversely have ridiculous standards now, and put him on the back burner for a while, forgetting that the single hottest thing to me is looking a handsome guy in the face while I plow him. He hit me up again this morning, but I spent a little while talking to the hot-bodied online before realizing my folly and the prospect of going a horny Saturday sexless because of my hubris. So I asked him to come over, feeling a little like I was settling. But I definitely was not. He showed up a little heavier than the pictures were, but just as handsome, and his limbs were nice and thick. His smile was erection-inducing. He was sweaty and needed a drink of water to cool down, so we chatted a bit, and I felt like he was diggin me. When we started kissing, though, I realized he was *extremely* rough, and kissed with permatongue, something that normally is a huge turnoff, and is doubly frustrating when a guy looks that good and has lips like that. Oddly, I found the tongue itself kind of a turnon-- long and pointy, much like the Devil is portrayed as having. He grappled me hard as we made out and I sort of felt my heart sinking-- I rarely get into rough sex. But I decided to go with it, and grapple and be rough back. And for an hour we were at each other like wild dogs. I am pale and bruise easily, so I'm going to look like a battered wife tomorrow. He bit my left arm, hard and repeatedly, as I ground my dick into him and fingered his asshole. He practically twisted my nips off as he sucked my dick with enough pressure to remove paint from a brick fireplace. And when we kissed he alternated shoving his tongue in my mouth and chewing on my lips. I figured if he was going to do this, there weren't going to be any niceties about getting my dick in him. I had him on his back, with his legs held back in that magic submissive position that I love seeing the male body in so muck. I slicked up by knob with spit and rammed it in. He was extremely tight, so "rammed" is the right word-- no velvety insertion inch by sinking inch this time, but a genuine forcing of a thick engorged piece of meat into a very tight, dry hole. He grimaced but I got it in 2/3 of the way and flexed the dickhead so he'd feel it and my point would be made. Then I pulled out, greased myself up with some lube, and pushed it back in. Still very tight, still feeling like my dick was a weapon more than a magic wand. More lube, and it sank in easy, all the way up to the balls, and hit his gland just right because his face suddenly lit up after all that teeth-gritting. One benefit of the rough blowjob is that he'd desensitized my dick a good bit. So I could go right to serious plowing. Always looking baldly into that handsome manly face, watching the expressions parade across it as I jabbed my dick into him at different angles-- riding high on his body, digging low into his back; pulling his legs up to fuck my bone up into his prostate; lying with my full weight on him, face an inch from his and dripping hot sweat into his eyes, barrel of my dick sliding in and out from balls to glans. "You're so fuckin handsome," I'd tell him, and he'd grin that nut-draining grin and stick that Devil tongue out a little, pleased with himself, desirable and all stuffed with horny dick. He spoke a steady stream of garbled, barely intelligible exclamations in a hoarse whisper. I cradled his head at the edge of the bed but gripped his buttock with the other and rammed it home. I only occasionally felt close to cumming. My muscles exulted in the strain of pummeling this meaty, accepting body into the mattress. The base of my dick was getting raw from the rough hair around his hole. He was slippery slick with my sweat. He was literally pounding my back as I banged into him, eventually so hard I had to say "Easy there, easy," because I almost saw stars. He was an animal and all he wanted was to be rammed with cock. We took a break and stood up and made out, and I sucked his dick while I cupped his thick fuzzy balls to my chin. Then he laid back on the bed, propped up with his elbows and looked up at me as I stroked my dick and looked back at him. "Fuck you're good," he managed to get out with clear enunciation. I said something brilliant, like, "Yeah?" And he said "I don't bottom but when I do I like it." Maybe that explained the tightness, but he was a pretty awesome bottom, I have to say. I laid on top of him and held his face and told him to put his arms around me. He stopped all the kneading and scratching and squeezing, and just held me close to him, with his legs hitched around my waist. And we kissed and kissed and my dick got harder and harder. In the end, I really do prefer things a little slow. My dick was throbbing from the intense closeness so I pushed my penis back into him, put my hands on his meaty shoulders, leaned with all my weight into him, and deep-dicked him with every inch, long and slow, looking him square in the eye, long steady strokes over and over with no letup and no variation, just dick in hole, dick in hole, dick in hole, dick in hole, and him fixed in my gaze, until I was dizzy with pleasure and his face had gone slack. This was serious fucking. I knew he wanted to taste my cum, he'd said so on line. So I asked him if he wanted to suck the cum out of me. He pushed me off him, and I laid back, and he hopped between my legs like a hound, and sucked my dick hungrily. It would not take me long to cum. "Slow it down a little," I said, and he obeyed, and I felt the cum rising after he'd given me just two or three more pumps with his tongue, and then I was letting loose in his mouth. I love the excitement a bottom shows when he tastes my salty orgasm erupt into his mouth. He was moving and grunting, but had pulled back to the very edge of the tip, maybe wanting to put his tongue over my hole and taste the cum right from the source. But I said "Go down," and he did, and held his head still as I shot into his throat. He excitedly sat up and started beating off in my face while I beat out the remaining pulses. Some more white goo appeared and he stopped, bent down, and sucked it off. Then put his dick back in front of me, as if he was going to cum in my face! I am pretty sure I winced and put my hand up to shield myself, and I think I heard him say "Be a good boy." I started laughing reflexively-- I really did not want him coming in my face, I barely even touch cum-- but I grabbed his ass, tugged his nipples, cupped his nuts, and told him to just cum on me, indicating my torso. So he took the dick out of my face, straddled my thigh, and shot hard, hot jets onto my belly. And then he flopped back on the bed, exhausted, and I fingered his balls and his taint while we locked legs a bit. I seriously needed a fuck like this. After a quiet little rest we got in the shower together and talked a bit while soaping up and rinsing off, kissing whenever we passed each other to get under or out of the stream of water. I gave him some more to drink and we chatted a bit more about Brazil, which I've never been to. We hugged one more time and he bit the hell out of my neck and we kissed-- with lips this time, I finally got to kiss his goddamn lips 5 seconds before he left-- and he was gone. A couple of minutes later he texted me but it showed up as random symbols. So I texted back asking him to try again. Same garbled reply. Worried that he'd forgotten something here, I called him, and the call was kind of garbled, too. But I did manage to get him clearly to say he hadn't forgotten anything, and he'd try the text again. Still garbled. Now I was dying to know what this said! I txted "how about you email me, then". And he did, saying "Dude that was one of the bext sex I had this year. It felt right, hot, sweaty and passionate. Grr!" Now I feel bad that I dragged it out of him and made him type it four times. But it was nice to hear! More...

Click here to see Promiscuous Top's original blog post... Today's fuck was incredibly, intensely pleasurable, and has only left me hungry for more sex. He was another young guy, not my typical type: a little taller than me, short curly hair on his head, slender smooth body with very little definition, like a sea creature, and an almost choirboy-like face under the scruff on his chin. He hit me up last time he was in town, months ago, but it didn't work to get together, so this time around he wanted to set aside time in advance, before he arrived. I'm not so sure why I was so acquiescent to the encounter, since he really isn't really what I tend to go for. It must have been the ass, which didn't disappoint in person either: beautifully round, taut but pliant, oversized for his lanky frame, crowning rather thick thighs covered with coarse hair. He met me at the door of his hotel room naked, looking like something you invite into your lap to pet. I sidled up to him and looked him in the eye and made to kiss him, and he seemed extremely shy and reticent for someone who just met me at the door naked. I reached behind to stroke his buttocks while I brushed his lips with mine, and just the heft of his ass, just that perfect curve in my hand, was enough to make my dick engorge with blood. The shyness was somehow acting in his favor, arousing my ardor and making me want to crack it. Before we got too into it I had to take a pit stop, and I came back to find him lying languidly on the bed, idly fingering his fairly small dick. I leaned over to kiss him-- his lips parted a bit more for me, which I took as a good sign, and I undid my belt and let my shorts drop to reveal my meaty choad. He looked me up and down slowly. And I clambered over to the bed and brazenly put the tip of my dick against his lips, and he slowly sucked me in, and the real fun began. What I took for shyness I think in the end as an almost autistic sensuality. It inspired me to move almost painfully slowly with him, a real contrast to last week's encounter. He had two hot spots-- his inner ear, which sent him into some remote, private universe of pleasure when licked, and his small nipples, which needed just the tiniest of flicks to make him stoned on the sensations of sex. I slowly fucked his face with my thick but not hard dick, and when it entered his throat the feeling was velvety and intense; he took this slow-motion skullfucking with complete equanimity, only closing his eyes a bit when I sank in all the way, but opening them wide to look up at my hairy body towering over him when I pulled out to reveal the head. I have not been with anyone this obviously into my body in a long time. I laid on top of him and he hiked his big thighs up beside me so I could plant a hand on each round buttock, and lick his neck and ears. He spoke barely audibly to himself, about whatever it was he was feeling. I was happy to supply the sensations even if I couldn't quite make the words out. My dick looked humongous next to his, which was pointy-headed and at most four and a half inches long. I'd met him on Daddyhunt, and rather predictably, when I fucked his little dick with my big fat tool, he kept repeating "Look at that big daddy dick, look at that big daddy dick," and I admit I felt hung like a stallion compared to him, which somehow made me hard as a rock. I couldn't wait to get this boner inside him and feel his wet velvety insides. But first I had to eat him out. He flipped over slowly for me, gazing abstractedly over his shoulder as I brushed my beard across his thighs and balls, slid my nose up the cleft of his rear, and did the first tentative prods of his hole with my tongue. As I ate him out he lowered his head to rest on the bed and emitted a continual series of little whimpers. He felt tight. I mounted him and admired my erection nestled between his beautifully-formed cheeks, then tried to push it in a bit. It wasn't going to work yet. I sat back on the bed and let him suck me some more. He looked at my pubes and my legs and my hairy torso greedily as he sucked, and his saliva was beautifully slippery and viscous. I thought maybe this kind of slickness would help me slip in him easier. So I flipped him over again, remounted, and planted my steely erection between his cheeks. And slowly, slowly sank it in, letting his ass take me at its own rate. He made tiny yelps as each millimeter went by. And then I was inside him completely. And I started fucking. Slow at first, but when it became clear each length of dick was sliding in and out of him without resistance, I started seriously plowing him. I propped myself up on my arms a few times to admire myself sliding between his buttocks, but the sight was so exciting that every time I did I wanted to cum, so I mostly closed my eyes, chewed on his beard, pulled his hair in a slow fist, stuck my finger in his mouth, held his neck, stroked his back, and thrust in and in and in. He took it like a champ and stared at me with that hazy expression of passive bliss. I put him on his back and fucked him face to face, both of us in a trance of uninterrupted pleasure, baldy staring into each other as our bodies merged. He made out hungrily now, no shyness left, just a desire to have me do to him what I was doing. I kept it up as long as I could, till I was dripping sweat everywhere, till I was blinding myself with my own sopping brow. The pleasure of this fuck penetrated deep into my spine, the straining sensation of my dick radiated into every nerve in my body, and I never wanted to cum. But of course I had to. I gave him the longest, deepest strokes I could, using my whole body to fuck my dick into him, watching his face, holding his hips down beside his pubes, drilling into him. "I could cum this way," he said, "we could cum at the same time." I nodded and kept moving my body, and he fell back into his bottomy haze. He didn't look hard to me, but who understands what a bottom feels from looking at his dick? Hearing those words had made my nuts clench, however, and I just wanted to feel the orgasm. I told him I was going to cum, and said, "I'm going to pull out and cum on you." He looked me in the eye blankly; I am not sure where he wanted me to cum. But I said, "I'm going to cum on you because I want you to SEE," and right when I said SEE, my ducts swelled with newly released jizz, and I pulled out my rock-hard ramrod and fisted it hard, ejecting a long rope of liquid pleasure that landed right in the center of his torso, pooling at the top in the little cleft between his collarbones, right down to his dick. He put his hand in it, never taking his eyes from my face, transfixed by my orgasm, and slicked up his own dick with my goo. I came a few more long jets on him, and he pointed down at his hole. He wanted me inside to get off. I grimaced and stuck my screamingly sensitive dick in him, and thrust. And this made him shot too, hard fast little sprays. This orgasm was an incredible release. I still feel the warm radiating afterglow, a couple of hours later, as I write this. I took a shower and he told me about his relationship with his partner, who is apparently even older than me. They're open and the partner apparently likes hearing the stories about his assignations with other tops. I'm curious to know what he'll say about me. As I was drying off from the shower, trying to get my hair to look like I hadn't just spent the past hour drilling my penis into another man, I made a face in the mirror at my lack of progress, and he said from the doorway, "You look great." I laughed and let it be and took the compliment, something I don't do well. "You have that glow," he said, framing my face with trembling hands for effect. I laughed again and chatted randomly while I pulled on my shorts and buttoned up my shirt, and he kept staring down at me as I talked, and said under his breath, "Look at those legs." He was a sweet kid. On the train ride home I was almost overwhelmed with the variety of male beauty on display. Across from me was a short, jewy, fratty guy with a meaty body, hair frothing out of his t-shirt, oversized headphones on his head pumping something into his ears that made him rock out a little. Near him, a serious, literary-looking guy with a face full of character-- eagle's nose and knitted brow, glittering eyes, wavy hair-- stared ahead of him, his body thin but full of exciting curves, wide shoulders, tiny waist, big ass, naturally swelling pecs, feet stuffed into thin saddle shoes. Down the end of the car, a muscular hipster with copious foofy black hair on top of his head, shaved on the sides, fun facial hair, mint-green American Apparel jeggings, a scoop t-shirt that said "RE FRIED BEANS" down the front, pale grey eyes of some eastern European mongrel derivation, an exciting contrast of ridiculous and sexy. The weather is beautiful, bright, and cool today. The world is full of incredible men. How could it ever be enough? How could not enough feel so good? More...

Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... i was cruising around the steam room at Steamworks Chicago...horny as hell (what's new?)...horny because i had only arrived 20 minutes before. i had already sucked one cock and got an anonymous nutt shot down my throat. now i was on the prowl...on the prowl for cock, a hot mouth, a hot ass...whatever came my way. It was early Sunday evening an pretty crowded. not quite peak for Steamworks....but a good crowd and a good mix of guys i crossed paths twice with a good-looking short, athletic latin guy in the steam room. he looked me over and i couldn't help but stare at his small ass under his towel. my eyes bore a hole in it as i made clear my interest. he walked away and then paused, removed his towel to show me his ass, and turned back headed my way. he walked up to me and smiled and grabbed the bulging pouch of my jockstrap. he began to caress the growing stiffness in the pouch. i didn't hesitate....pulling him to me i started grabbing a handful of smooth latin asscheek. for a small guy, he was athletic and muscular...and his ass was a sweet little bubblebutt that responded to my caresses. we kissed deeply, as my tongue wrestled his and probed his warm sucking mouth and he humped my leg as i grond my crotch into his, reaching around and grabbing hold of two muscular mounds of smooth latin ass. i pulled and pushed his asscheeks until they were wide open. i looked over his shoulder and saw a small crowd watching us and i decided to give them a show...pulling his asscheeks apart and giving them a good long look my hands found both asscheeks and pulled him into me. my cock screamed to replace my fingers and get inside it's new found obsession...inside that tight gripping hole. my fingertip found his assrim and started pushing inside as he arched his back and sighed as i fingered his rim. it was a hungry little pucker that gripped my finger tight. i though about how good it was going to feel gripping and milking my cock. i started pushing him f=down by hus shoulders and got him on his knees at my feet and started to feed himmy very hard cock. the crowd was enjoying the show as i leaned forward humping my cock down his throat and reaching down his smooth back to get my fingers back inside his tight litte pucker. i pulled his cheeks apart and spit down his asscrack...beginning to rub my spit slowly into his quivering, twitching hole. i knew i needed fuck him soon, but first i wanted to feast on that smooth ass, so i ipulled him to his feet and made him follow me to mt room. when we got there he smiled at the sling in my room and the thought of what was to come. he said inbroken english that he had never tried a sling before...and i sai "good...you will enjoy it". in a second he was back on his knees sucking my cock....but i had other plans as i lifted him up into the sling on his back. i offered him the blindold and he put it on. i decided to open the door to my room and see what kind of crowd i might attract. i then began to caress and tease the smooth young latin bottom...causing him up to shiver and spread his legs further as he pushed his ass down, opening it up for me. i ran my fingers up and down his thighs as he shivered with goosebumps and anticipation. i knelt and started planting soft kisses up and down his thighs as i lightly ran my fingers up and down his asscrack. i gripped his asscheeks with my hands and my thumbs found his assrim as i pushed and pulled and slowly teased his clenched asshole open. i was determined to get that tight little clenched asshole to open up for me...so i bent over all the way down and planted a soft kiss directly on his puckered ass rim...mmmmmmmmm. his asshole fluttered and twitched under my lips and i drew my flattened tongue across it in a long lapping lick. i inhaled through my nose and savored the faint, dark musty boiscent and taste of his boi-pussy as it stayed tightly clenched in response to my tongue. i let my tongue linger on his hole and started a slow pushing and licking and sucking of his tight pucker. soon my lips locked on his assrim and i started a slow wet sucking...pulling and sucking on it until it loosened sightly. i took this as my opening and started pressing my pointed tongue directly into his hole...but no go...too tight. i pulled back and got my thumbs on his wet, spit covered rim and started to slowly message his rim...alternating pulling with my thumbs and lapping with my tongue. i decided it needed to be sucked on some more and went back at it...locking my lips and tongue on his asshole and pulling on it with my suctioning mouth. i looked up past his balls and stiff cock and saw a look of complete bliss on his face s he lie back and enjoyed my work on his boi-hole. i worked his hole for a good 15 minutes...keeping my lips locked to his now swollen assrim as i sucked on, rimmed, licked, french kissed, and feasted between those smooth caramel colored asscheeks. i pulled back and looked at the results of my work...and now could tell that i had turned his tight clenched pucker into a wet, swollen assrim that was ready for a good tongue fucking. i put the tip up in his hole and pushed...and my lonf tonguye crept up into his silky gripping fuckchute. i knew i had him as he reached down and pulled my head deeper into his spread ass. i couldn't breath but 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Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... An older jock daddy type came by last night and bred me. I wish I could say it was incredible, but all it felt like was work. Sure he had a great chest and body, and a 7” cock with an enormous mushroom head on it. But he was just too “Suck my dick. Play with my tits. Suck my balls.” And he couldn’t stay hard while fucking. We had to stop numerous times for him to “restimulate” while I worked his nips or jacked him or fondled his balls or whatever else he commanded. By the end, I was quite over it. If you say you are a top, then you should be able to fuck and cum while fucking. Otherwise you’re just another oral bitch. We finally finished with him On his back and me jacking him off and tweaking a nip. When he started to shoot I quickly straddled him and shoved his cock deep inside. It was all very dissatisfying. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... So I didn’t match Dawson, but then again I had to hunt down my own cock all weekend. I got like 7 loads at the sex party on Friday (blogged about) and 3 more on Saturday (blogged about). And yesterday I took 4 more- for a total of 14. And 16 since last Tuesday. Yesterday I started off with an Italian buddy I mine who is a top whore and fucks me occasionally. He got me on my back so I could work his pierced nips while telling him about my pigginess. When I was finally ready for him to slick my hole with his cock snot, all I had to do was work his tits hard. And bam— there was #11. Load 12 came from this married guy who snuck out to go to the “grocery store”. Our sessions are always very quick. Basically to get his load, all I need to do is squat on him and give him some poppers. Done, and 40 seconds later… Done. Loads 13 and 14 came courtesy of a couple. A top and a vers/bottom were looking for a third. I told them my hole was well opened and lubed, and that i’d love for them to DP me. They liked that idea and so came right over. Unfortunately the DP’ing never happened, but we still had fun! They arrived and I welcomed them both by dropping to my knees and blowing them both by my front door. Then we hit the bedroom where I got on all fours and started sucking the top guy (nice 7.5 incher with tons of precum) while the other guy (furry, cub guy, goatee, 6” dick) started eating my ass. The cub riming me was really getting into it because he was tasting the previous two loads. It put him into a frenzy, at which point he spit on his cock and shoved it in me. I was so loose at this point I barely flinched. While continuing to suck the partner, I worked my ass as best I could in it’s worn out state. Which was evidentially good enough, because a few minutes later he groans and says, “Fuck! I can’t hold it— I’m gonna cum!” And load #13 was deposited. And it was a doozey! When the cub’s cock popped out a few minutes later, cum was oozing down my nutsack again and my ass felt sloppy wet. The cub and the top traded places, I got on my back, and started getting fucked by the 7.5 incher. Now him I felt. He was a bit thicker than usual, and my hole was starting to get sore at this point. The cub knelt by face and I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth while his partner nailed me. The cub was really getting off on seeing his husband nail my hole. He kept saying things like “Fuck that used cunt!” and “Yeah, hurt him! Give it to him Hard!” I did my best to do the moans and groans and painful “Unnghhh! Unnghhh! Unnghhh!” with every hard thrust. The truth is, it felt pretty damn good and was poking my prostate perfectly. After some “Fuck yeah, knock him up“‘s from the cub, the partner finally unleashed his seed in me. While he continued to slam his nut into my guts, I jacked off furiously, and when I came, the cub was instantly on my cock with his mouth. He took it all. So no messy cleanup for any of us. And now I’m back at work in a Monday, scheming on how I can get a few more precious cumloads in my hole before Thursday. More...

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Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Damn, I’ve been a busy fuckhole this weekend! Ok, so last night I was still crazy horny from the fuck party. *I still hadn’t cum so all I was doing was craving more and more cock in me. *So I got online in the afternoon. First up was a 24 year old boy with whom I’d been flirting for quite some time. *But because he works odd hours (and has a partner) we could never hook up. *That is, until yesterday. He was on Adam4adam, and I hit him up. *It turns out he was just leaving work and could definitely stop by my place to drop a load off before heading home to his bf. *I told him to bring it on! He did ask me to put on some leather gear, so I obliged. *It really seemed to get him off. *The kid showed up and looked much like his pictures (plus a little weight, which I didn’t mind). *And his 7.5” cock didn’t disappoint. He fucked me like a 24 year old— rough and fast. *Just sort of pounded me on all fours for awhile. *Then flipped me over so he could watch my face as we fucked. *It was hot watching him get close and then cum inside me. *Especially since his partner has NO idea he plays around on the side. Then came a two-fer. *A hung, black buddy of mine was online and I talked him into cumming over. *He has a 9x7 inch cock… it’s 7 in the middle and hurts like fuck! *He’s also deliciously uncut and he loves to fuck ass! I sucked him while we watched porn until he was at full mast, and then he started abusing my already well-worn fuckhole. *Thank god for his Max Impact stuff, or I’d have been in trouble. Anyway, midway through our session, I get a text from this other fuck bud of mine who says he’s just finished work and wondered if he could stop by for a pump n dump. *I asked my black bud, and he said fuck yeah! So I texted the other guy back (all while still getting fucked) and told him I had a huge black cock in me at the moment and that we would love for him to walk in and join. He was over in 5 minutes. He walked in to find me getting drilled and I ended up sucking him while getting fucked. *Then the black cock was replaced by this other buddy’s cock— he fucked me for awhile. *Then fucked the black stud for awhile. *Then switched back to me so he could dump his load up my guts. Then he left for home, and I was once again impaled on the black monster! *By this time, my ass was getting severely worn, and I just started begging for his fuckload. *He ramped up his fucking (damn it hurt good!) and eventually unleashed his black babies well up into my colon. I STILL hadn’t cum, but desperately needed to, so we flipped around and he re-entered me with his still mostly-hard fuckstick. *I was on my back and when he rammed all the way in while I was jacking… well, that was all it took. I spattered a huge load of cum from my chin to my thighs, which he took a picture of. *It was incredible- and I was finally spent. Until this morning, that is. *Because I find myself back online looking for at least ONE more cock. More...

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Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Last night I sorta lived out one of my fantasies. I went to a local fuck party, and as luck would have it— I was the bottom of choice for many of the tops there. *I lost count of how many cocks were in me that night, but I think the final load count was around 7. This was the closest I’ve ever cum to being the bottom in a Treasure Island Media type gang bang. *And it was fucking HOT! The evening started with me getting my hole warmed up (and lubed up) by a top daddy that I’ve had sex with before at these parties. *He has a nice, thick 7 incher on him and he LOVES fucking me. * He had me bent over a fuck table, and after 10 minutes or so, dumped his first load of the evening in me. * After that, a cute, furry cub guy with a mushroom head cock ended up fucking his load into me, soon followed by handsome goatee guy. *The goatee guy actually stopped fucking around with the small group he was playing with in order to bend me over a fuck table and nail me semi-publically. Then there was a bit of a lull for me as I wandered about trying to sort out what might happen next. *And what happened next was my fantasy fuck. I noticed an area that was getting quite a bit of attention— lots of guys congregating around. *It was in a semi-dark region of the basement with ratty sofas against the wall. *On one of the sofas, another bottom was getting drilled. *So I decided to take up a station on the other sofa. First up was this tall, skinny guy with whom I’d started playing earlier. *He had me suck his cock, then spun me around on the sofa so he could nail my ass with his long, skinny dick. *Which he did roundly! When he came he was sort of vocal, and I kept saying “Yeah, cum in me! *Cum in me!” *Evidently this acted as a sort of “call of the wild” to the other tops in the area. *Because after he pulled out, another top was there to fuck me. And another. And another. I did sort of lose track of the number of cocks and loads at that time. *I had the poppers under my nose continuously, and was really flying. *And the feeling of the cocks sliding in and out of my cum-oozing fuck chute was just incredible. Everything was working well for me that night and I was for once just able to take and take and take cock without any discomfort and embarrassment (normally I’m a bit shy in front of a live audience, but not last night). I do remember the final two cocks of the evening, though. Second to last guy was fucking HUGE. *He was an older guy (probably in his 50’s) and his cock was at least 8.5” and pretty thick. *I remember him because when he shoved inside of me, the pain cut through the popper fog. *I could feel him hitting deeper than all the previous guys and stretching my hole more. “Damn you’ve got a big fucking cock!” I told him. “You like that big fucker in your hole, don’t you?” *He replied. “Fuck yes! *And I’ll like it even better if it cums inside me.” “Oh really?” He says, and then he picks up his fuck tempo. *And about 15 seconds later he launches his load up my ass to go with all the others. I made him bury it all the way inside me, as I grabbed his hips and wouldn’t let him go until I had milked him a bit. *He loved that! *And when he finally slid out of me, cum ran down my ball sack and thighs. *It was pooling on the sofa cushion too. Last, but certainly not least, was this hot top guy who’d been walking around the fuck party for awhile. *I’d already watched him fuck like 4 other guys, and I was jealous. *I wanted his meaty prong in me too. Well, I got it. He slid in, soon after the big cock vacated, and he threw me an awesome fuck. *He pushed me down into the corner of the sofa and rode my ass hard. *For like 10 solid minutes. *Fast, slow, deep, shallow, side to side… he did it all. Eventually I noticed his tempo increase and his breathing get shallow, so I started begging for his load. *And he didn’t disappoint me. *He shot it hard and deep and I held onto him too while I milked out as much as I could with my ass muscles. When he finally pulled out, I was completely dizzy. *I flopped back onto the sofa and started giggling a bit out of sheer amazement. *That’s when I noticed the audience of like 8 guys watching everything that had gone on. It truly was like being in a raunchy porn video. After that though, I was done. *So I cleaned up and headed for home. *And the best part of the whole event was that I had all that sex in less than 2.5 hours. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Hit up a fuck buddy of mine THE moment, I saw him logged onto BBRT. He asked me if I could come over and dump a load in him, I said fuck yeah and I went over. When I got to his apartment, he and a buddy, were both ass up, on their hands and knees. I ate my buddy's hole out, he and his friend began to kiss. Then I ate out his buddy's furry ass, the hole... the cheeks, all of his was covered in fur. Hot furry latino daddy ass. I got up and slid my raw cock up my buddy's hole. He moaned and his buddy kissed him again. I moved in and out of his big muscled butt, then I pulled out and slid my dick into his friend. My buddy got up and made out with me while I fucked his friend. I pulled out and fucked my buddy, now his buddy moved up and kissed me. Handsome , older man. I switched back and forth on their holes. Then my buddy told me that he wanted me to breed his friend, so he could fuck the load in deeper, I fucked his buddy, while my buddy got his dick sucked. Then my buddy kissed me, called me a horny top boy, as I drilled the hot daddy ass. He told me that he loves watching me fuck his friends, and wanted me to shoot my load deep in his ass, I fucked faster, and grabbed his hot fuzzy ass, and dumped my load deep in his hole. I pulled out and my buddy fucked the load in deeper. He then told his friend "be good and clean your hole juice off of his dick" his buddy sucked me clean, we made out, they licked off my sweat. And I went home. They went off to a top buddy's place to get more dick and be cumdumps together. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here He's certainly been around these past couple of years performing everywhere...from lower end (but still mega-hot) studios like Knightbreeders to the top of the line Treasure Island Media, and straight videos, too, I gather. Given the shelf life of pornstars, he's aware and smart, because he has a lot of other things going on. I'm talking about the super mega superstar top Antonio Biaggi, of course. He's dabbled in retail and now he oversees a baking enterprise, which according to his website, is expanding to inclusion at the Williams-Sonoma stores. His website is an interesting read, although he doesn't get into his personal sex life very much; he does get into political, social and cultural commentary, and he's charmingly candid. If he's as smart as I think he is, he'll market himself through his own videos, in the same way that Chase Coxx and Robby Mendez have in their individual endeavors. Any Antonio Biaggi porn enterprise is going to have legs, and it shouldn't be hard to find an angel, an investor to get him through the spendy parts. With luck, he could end up a porn mini-mogul. What I like about Antonio (and he's from Puerto Rico, not Italy)is that he appears to be totally into being a pornstar. He's having a great time and Paul Morris at Treasure Island Media is cultivating an image for him, and Antonio is along for the ride. Literally. TIM's latest video 'Park and Ride' is thematic, something I've been strongly encouraging, alluding to mobile pick-ups. I gotta confess that I have not seen the whole video...I can't afford to buy videos anymore, at least for a while...but the 'limo sequence' with Logan Stevens is notable, not the least for packaging Antonio like the superstar he is. The scene opens with AB riding around the streets of Manhattan in a long, low, black limo, and we're introduced to his square-boots up to his casual dressy shirt and jacket...he looks like a professional athlete, a rock promoter, a restaurateur or a classy drug dealer. But the camera moves slowly, letting us take in all the details...we already know enough to get our fantasies roaring by the time he picks up a white trash street hustler played by Logan Stevens. Mr. Stevens is a well-marketed "professional pornstar" in New York, a top most of the time and openly poz, so knowing these details, my fantasy machine was smokin'. You can't go wrong with these two, and you'll have to get the video for the details, but let me say that LS gets stripped down to his bare feet as he gets fucked in the backseat of the limo, something a lot of us have wanted to do. Buy this video...times are rough for the porn industry, but more about that in another blog. There have been a few porn tops who knew what they had, or at the very least, were game for what the director wanted and went along with it, very capably. Jeff Palmer did the trashy, glittery, bleached out rockstar angle...minus the spandex. Jeff Stryker channeled Elvis (and very nicely) and Chad Douglas did the Hollywood gigolo bit...ah Chad Douglas, shirtless with that '80's shag trailing down, in a Cadillac convertible trolling the hills of Bel Air looking for rich frat boys to fuck...Kevin Williams, Kevin Wilde, Cory Monroe all took Chad's killer seed up their little butts. Now that's something I, and others, remember to this day. 'I want a personal exercise coach...and his name is...Chad Douglas,' Kevin Williams says, phoning an escort service. Even now, years later, my cock starts to stiffen. I really hope TIM has more plans for Antonio that follow along the theme set in 'Park and Ride.' Maybe I'll start buying dvd's again. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... As I’ve said before, the gym I go to is very gay. This becomes especially apparent in the locker room wet area. It’s easy to pick out the players— if they linger in the sauna or steam room for more than 10 minutes, they’re “looking”. Well, for the past few weeks, there’s been this sawed-off daddy who had been looking for trouble. And last night he got it. Sawed-off daddy is maybe 5’5” tall, barrel-chested (with a belly), and an uncut cock. A massive uncut cock a it turns out. He and I had been making eye contact and displaying our wares over several different gym visits, but we never got to play. It was always too busy with other guys coming and going and lingering. However, I could tell he was interested by how hard he got, and man he has an impressive schlong for a shorter, stocky guy! Anyway, last night we were both hovering in the sauna and hoping the place would thin out. But for the longest time, it looked like we were going to be thwarted again by a couple of old queen “lurkers” and a straight guy or two. But as luck would have it, the straights left to clean up, and we got down to just one hovering queen. Daddy then headed for then ow pry steam room, and I followed a minute later, leaving the old lurker guy in the sauna. I knew we didn’t have much time, so once in the steam room, I made a bee line for sawed-off daddy and instantly went down on him. This made him gasp audibly as this was our first official contact up to this point. We hadn’t even exchanged a quick fumble about. His cock was impressive— 7.5”, uncut with lot of extra skin, and the middle part almost as thick as my wrist. I slobbered on his cock ad sucked it as well as I could as fast as I could. Then I stood up and whispered to him “You need to fuck me. Now.” I turned around, squatted til I was at his height, smeared more spit on my crack and waited. There was about a 3 second hesitation on his part— just long enough that I got concerned I had misread his lustful shower glances. But I was right (because men are pigs at heart), and suddenly he was pushing his cock head into me. And then the rest of his thick prong. It fucking HURT. That man had a goddamn thick tool and we only had spit. And very little time. So there I was, bent over in the back of the steam room, impaled on daddy’s cock. He has grabbed both my hips and is thrusting away. All I can say is, thank god he was uncut, because that extra skin helped that big fucker slide back and forth. “We don’t have much time,” I managed to whisper between grunts. A few more quick thrusts later and Sawed-off daddy starts unloading in my ass. I squeezed my ass-muscles and milked him as best I could. No sooner had he finished his orgasm when the steam room door opens. He yanked out of my ass quickly (god fucking damn it hurt!) and we separated and tried to cover with our towels while “fake stretching”. The fact that we were mostly obscured by the steam helped cover up our shame, but it was all cool because it was just the old queen guy coming in for a look see. I gave him a bit of a “thank you” show by popping sawed-off daddy’s cock in my mouth and cleaning off the cum from his foreskin. Then we both hit the showers, him empty and me full of cum. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here It's been over a month since I last posted, and I apologize to all you readers, but there hasn't been that much bareback-wise to write about. Mostly, it's been a month of sheathed, rubbered, sealed and protected, and ah...rather ordinary sex. OK, it's better than watching television or staring into a computer screen...at least I got to feel the pulsating heat of human contact, but last month every cut of manmeat, that probed its way into my deep, well-dredged, willing and accommodating fuck canal, was wrapped in casing better reserved for Oscar Mayer or Jimmy Dean. I have a couple of buddies who turn down any top in a bath house who wants to wear a condom. I haven't gone that rigid, and I have spent more time looking for sex in bath houses this past month than I have in a long while. I've been trying to tie in my sexual adventures with my work schedule and it hasn't been working out all that great because it means hitting the tubs on a weeknight. I've been hitting the Steamworks in Berkeley (one of two bath houses in the greater SF Bay Region), and I love the Steamworks...I love the staff, the customer service (more about that further on), the douching stations, the environment...clean but just dark enough to suggest a dirty scene, and the wide variety of men...and oh yeah, the music, with the DJs (in jockstraps) who play at the CumUnion parties...now on Wednesdays...those guys are great. But the bath house crowd these days is mostly oral, I think, and my being an analist rather than an oralist means any bath house on a Wednesday doesn't work for me. And I'm thinking that weeknights really are slow, maybe no matter where you are. There was a time, in Old San Francisco, when there was no such thing as a slow night at the baths. In SF in the bad old days, there were the Post St. Baths, the 21st St. Baths, the Bulldog (incredible!), Manimals, the Barracks, the Embassy, Jack's on Post St. (I think it was Jacks, it was pretty small but had its audience), and the grand-daddy, the Club Baths or as we called it...Eighth & Howard...it's now...a ministry for homeless men run by the Episcopal church...god bless them. 8th & Howard made it easy: if you were hot (maybe even only semi-hot), you got a discount coupon put into your security drawer at check-out...$2 fuckin' dollars for a locker on a Tuesday(!). Two fuckin' dollars! I've forgotten but a regular locker must have been $7-8 bucks, such were the times. Of course, we went on Tuesdays. We loved 8th & Howard because there were so many bars within staggering distance, and there was always a louche environment, and a louche staff who thought it was sexy to be rude and insulting, making a chub remove his coat so they could see how fat he was, and to humiliate him, and then just to be super-snarky, they'd let him in but they'd give him a shitty room on the first floor. But as I recall it was never slow on Tuesdays...or Wednesdays, and by Thursday it was really rockin'. Granted, Monday nights had to be slow...I'm guessing as, like thousands of others, I never went to the baths on a Monday. Two fuckin' dollars! Steamworks actually does offer a discount for Tues. or Wed., it's a couple of dollars off the locker rate, and the discount is on your receipt. Sometimes, when the staff is really busy they might not point that out, but most of the time, they do. Then I went to the Steamworks on a Sunday, and it was the last day of the Olympics, so I guess everybody stayed home to watch George Michael close the festivities, and the sex wasn't as good as it had been on a Wed. We got only one fuck and it was, of course, sheathed, but the dick was rock hard throughout, and fortunately, the top wasn't all that well-hung, as that dick stayed inside the whole time he was switching positions on me and trying out all kinds of gymnastics moves...and I kept up right with him and I was sure he'd slip out but he did'nt...a broomstick fuck...and no nut. When weeknights at the baths return to the way they used to be, then we will have truly conquered the dark aura of AIDS. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I had a hard-on that would not allow me to sleep, nothing was biting online, so I decided to check out The Zone since it is kinda close to where I live. Not many guys were there, but I walked in and this hot middle eastern boy caught my eye, I followed him to a room, and we undressed. I ate his furry ass, and he sucked me for a bit, I spat on his hole and I slid in raw. I was fucking him hard, nailing his sweet ass. I pulled out and we started kissing, he gave me a devilish grin, and punched me in the chest. I smiled back at him, and returned the punch. He recoiled a bit from the blow, he kissed me, letting a huge wad on spit into my mouth, he opened his mouth and I spat into it, he punched me in the chest, and I punched him back. I turned him around, well, I tried too, but he stood defiant. I punched him, slapped him, grabbed his arms and turned him around. "Fuck yeah" he moaned as I forcefully took his hole. I fucked him some more, and he pulled out and slapped me, I smiled and punched him in the chest again. "Do you get fucked?" he asked. "You know what, fuck it, I don't care if you do." I didn't let him in my ass. "Man, black guy's asses... fuck..." He got down on his knees and ate my hole out. We kissed. I fucked him, grabbed his hips and really nailed him, I let a huge load of cum deep in his ass, then I got down on his knees, sucked his uncut cock, and swallowed his cum. We exchanged numbers and he left, I stuck around for a bit, I ended up seeing this hot blatino muscled pocket gay. We went to a booth and he got completely naked, I ate his muscled bubble ass, and slid my dick raw into him, I fucked him doggy style for a bit, before he got on his back, I fucked him some more and we kissed. "Fuck, love men like you. Fucking me bareback, no questions, no games... just taking my ass raw. FUCK, I need your cum, bro." I kept fucking him again, and soon, I dumped a huge load of cum, he got up and i Held and kissed him from behind, he whimpered and melted a bit at the sudden tenderness. I broke the kiss. he thanked me. I thanked him. "Nah, bro... seriously" he said "You made me cum" There on the bench, was his load. I figured, the night wasn't going to get any better, so I went home. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Ok, so this story started a few weeks back... I was on the train home, and found myself in a car with another eager to play gay guy. He is probably late 20's, some facial scruff, tall and in shape. We both sent signals back and forth. It was a packed car, so I nodded my head to get out at the next stop. He agreed, and off we went. The platform of this station has a great blind spot and I made good use of it - naturally. I pulled him forward and he shoved a cut thick cock onto my tongue and into my open waiting mouth. I was not sure how large he was going to be, but damn it was growing quick. At that point we realized a train was coming and adjusted ourselves. As the train stopped, we saw the entire car in front of us was empty. SCORE! We stepped back on, and I was bent over taking his cock back into my mouth. Soon he was coating my tongue with his cum. That was so hot, that I wanted a repeat sometime. I gave him my number. Today I got a note from him. We saw each other over the weekend at a bar, and I told him that I would have pulled him into the bathroom and done it again. He replied back that he was thinking of the same thing... So, of course we figured that we should take of it immediately. I told him where to meet me and he headed out. I also asked if he wanted a video, and he said sure...it would not be the first time his cock was on camera he said. The first time we were pretty rushed, but this time I got between his legs and saw his thick untrimmed bush surrounding his semi hard cock. Pulling that meat into my mouth, I was set to milk him for all it was worth...and he knew it. So, there I was on my knees with a rapidly growing cock stuffed into my mouth. I used my hand a bit to coax more inches out of him. Once I felt that he was rock hard and fully erect I opened up to let him get deep into my throat. Fuck, trying to slide him in had me precumming and I could feel my own cock bounce. I did get it down, and then came back up for air. Alternating between deep swallows, tongue bathing of his head and stroking his shaft had him oozing some tasty pre cum as well. I took a breather real fast to just savor the look of his spit covered cock, and then had to go back to work. Earlier I had told him to cum and just keep cumming when he was ready. With the tiniest bit of a moan, he let me know that I was about to get that man spunk. I felt the first hot blast hit my tongue, and then I wanted him to see me feeding on the rest. With my mouth partially open he kept cumming. Warm, and quick it just kept flowing. As I saw some go down over my hand I swept in to catch it and the balls were churning because that did not stop the flow of semen. More oozed out with each stroke and I kept licking and swallowing to catch it all. Needless to say, I was rock hard as I milked the last of his spunk out of his balls. I cleaned up his cock and my hands with my tongue and damn if it was not a sweet load. Once he was drained, we both stood up and pulled our pants on and headed out. He is close by, so there may be more daytime encounters to cum. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here It was a warm sunny day, and I decided to grab lunch downtown and come back to the office. I hopped on an underground train headed to the Financial district. I was semi hoping to see either a guy that I have sucked before or perhaps just some hot horny pig also cruising...I was in my old stomping grounds, so why not look? Nothing around, so I headed to the mall and grabbed some tacos. Now, I always make a point of checking guys out on our public transportation because there are some hot guys, and if they are horny, it is amazing what you can do. On this train, at first there was no one. I was just kicking back reading on my phone, when a tall young man walked on. Mid 20's, dark black hair, a bit of five o'clock shadow, V neck semi tight T-shirt showing a great body and jeans. Not Levi's, but those kind that will show a great package and still be a bit loose. I did in fact check out his package, and I wanted it. He sat across from me and we kept catching each other looking. He moved to sit directly across from me. We both reached down and adjusted our cocks. That is when I pulled out my phone to type a memo... "I can suck you off at (not giving you that much info!)" With that typed, I motioned for him to come sit next to me. As he took the seat, I tilted my phone to show him the message. He smiled and nodded. Quick enough we arrived at the stop and I led the way. Once I had him in the room I mentioned, he leaned against the wall and began to unzip his jeans. I knelt down and gave him a hand, while also unzipping my own pants and pulling out my cock. I had seen the package and was very pleasantly surprised to see it in the flesh. Cut, semi hard cock and a pair of low hanging smooth balls. Yes, it seems he was a shave boy but I am currently sporting that look myself and know how it feels to have them bouncing free. With that, I took his cock into my mouth and started to give him the blow job I promised. You know that I love those growers, and damn, if he was not a sexy hot fucking grower. That cock swelled so thick and long that I was opening my mouth wider and wider with each slurp down the shaft. Similar to my own cock, he was largest at the base and just tapered a bit with each inch towards the head. Perfect for impaling a hungry mouth. I took a quick look up as I was down there and saw him smiling down. And then, I went right back to it. During the course of the blow, I did attempt to shove as much as I could down my throat. Due to the size, it was not easy...but I love that! A couple of times he would stroke his cock and he even took the time to smack my face a few times. Then he fed me his meat again and I kept going. After a few more minutes of deep throat action he began to get thicker, and I was hoping that meant a load was building. I kept up the non stop sucking and the pre cum and spit started to slick up and make that awesome sound of a pig being fed. He pulled his cock and asked me where I wanted the load. I said on my face and he confirmed that it was going to be on me. HOT! I had unbuttoned my shirt during the latter part of giving head, and he had tweaked my nipples...but now it gave him a wide open canvas to shoot for... And he did! One shot of pure white thick young spunk poured out first, and that went towards my mouth. The next five or six dollops of white cum were shot on different parts of my chest and stomach. Some near my neck, a few down my torso and a few near my pierced nipples. Fucking hot and creamy. Now, I was going straight back to work and would have loved to let that spunk slowly dry, but it was too thick and I wanted to taste it. Right away I started to use my fingers to pick off the largest globs of spooge. That cum that could be glue, it is so thick...damn and it was so sweet too. I must have taken about five or six of those and eaten them. Then it was time to button up the shirt and head out. He helped make sure there were no tell tale signs on my beard (with how white and thick it was, there would have been no mistaking what I had just swallowed). With everything in place, I led him back out and went to the office. Sitting here now, I can still smell that seed as it dries. Hope to see more of these hot young horny men on my commute... More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I got an email from a guy on BBRT today. He told me that he was going to flex to get some loads, and would love to get with me afterwards, and that he reads this blog. I told him that we can hookup, this guy was cute as fuck. Though I told him that Midtowne Spa would be busier today than Flex, and that he should go there, I gave him my number and told him to call me when he was done. He did, and he came over to my place, fuck this guy was cute. We undressed and lay on my bed in the dim room, I let my hands roam all over his body as he kissed. He moved to sit on my dick, I told him not yet, that there was something I needed to do first. He moved his ass to my face, knowing exactly what I wanted to do. I stick my tongue in his cum sweetened asshole. Darting my tongue in and out, then I laid him flat on his stomach, and tongue fucked his hole. He took a hit of poppers, as I slid my dick in his fucked and semen filled butt. Amazing. I fucked him real slow, moving in and out, kissing him, watching my dick move in and out of his perky round ass, then I flipped him on his back, and fucked him, with his arms around me I sped up, fucking his hot boyhole, then nailing him deeper inside, drilling him I raised his legs and spread them, nailing his pink hole, then I put his legs down and held him hands down. Fucking him harder, then slowing down to a warm and slow fuck. I fucked him deeper, harder, and he came all over himself. He rested for a few seconds, then I flipped him over, and nailed his hole, he was talking dirty to me as I nailed his ass, and shot a load deep inside his ass. he hole milked my flexing cock, and the last drops of my semen went in his hole. Then we laid and talked, before he felt it was time to leave. Once again, always great meeting guys who read my blog. More...

Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... Last week update 3 load day got fucked and bred by 3 guys, one dirty pig latin guy from bbrt, second older white guy, and third sexy 23 yo black gangsta looking kid. First one is a known bbrt slut. Other two were from CL and just bred my cumlubed hole without asking any questions. the next day i met hot young looking guy in early 30s from bbrt who asked me to go to his place. I went, he buzzed me in, i put blindfold on, then got on my knees and start sucking his cock. After some time he rimmed my pussy getting really excited, then fuck me on the sofa , on the bed in all positions until he blew his load in my ass. He was screaming with pleasure and telling me how hot my pussy is all the time. Finally, on weekend I have a dream come true-see next post. More (many of his blog posts have video)...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Hoo. Lee. Fuck. Okay, I just got my ass pounded and bred over my lunch hour and I’m at back at my desk with a tingling, wet hole. There’s this big dick ginger guy that I’ve been flirting with for like 3 years now. He’s partnered (of course) and can normally only play during the day. I work days so you do the math on that one. Anyway, last night I was incredibly horny (no cum in me since last Sunday!!) and I sent him a message on Scruff lamenting the fact that we’ve never hooked up. Well, after an extended conversation, it was arranged. I would meet him this Monday over my lunch hour for a semi-quick fuck session. As I was drooling and talking about how I couldn’t wait to take him raw and feel him paint my guts, he cautioned me: I’m 9.5 x 7. Is that gonna be a problem? I told him no, that I’d taken some hefty cock before. But also that e might have to go slow at the start. He arrived with his video camera and tripod and we got naked. It was better than I hoped! Thick, auburn goatee, good kisser, THICK pelt of ginger chest hair, and a nipple ring. And his COCK! Damn. While I don’t think I’d put it at quite 9.5, it was every bit a good 8. And as for the 7 around? Oh yeah. That was definitely accurate. His cock was beautiful. It was a solid tube of rigid flesh. Almost the same thickness from just below the head all the way to the base. All sticking ramrod straight from his ginger crotch. And he had a definite set of big, full, low hangers on him too! It was like a perfect cock. After I sucked him to get him ready, we made out for a few minutes, then he told me to get ready. I lubed more and he lubed. He started the video and I got on all fours. Damn did his cock burn going in! Even with the copious amount of poppet sniffing, it was a struggle. But once he got the main shaft started, it slid in. He slow fucked me a bit at first Sony could open up for his girth. That’s when he snapped the pics I posted. Then he popped out, relubed, and shoved back in. It was glorious. We started fucking in earnest then. Him giving me every damn inch. He humped away, at one point curling over on top of me so I could feel his furry chest. It drove me wild. We shifted around some to get a better side view for the camera. And while I was fairly talkative, he was quiet. Except for his increasingly shallow breathing. I told him that I wanted him to breed me— and started begging for him to cum. “Please cum in me! Please put your cum deep in me!” My begging for it evidently pushed him over the edge and he gave it to me. Deep. I then milked him for all I was worth— a minute later he did a slow pullout for the video. A decent blob of cum dripped out when his massive head popped past my pucker. He’s gonna send me the video and then I may share it on here. At least I hope he sends it and doesn’t just xtube it! More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... His cock halfway buried in me. More...

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Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... After my morning workout, I decided to hit up Melrose Spa. I hadn't been there in a while, I felt like soaking in the hottub would feel amazing. Well, they are renovating the hottub and the sauna, so that was out of the question, however there was this hot bubble assed latino guy walking around, he grabbed my dick and I followed him to his room. "I want your cum, papito, I want you to fuck me a cum in me." He wanted to get fucked on his back, but no way was I going to lose the chance to see my dick going in and out of his bubble, I fucked him doggy style, his hole was hot, wet, and gave no resistance. I licked his nipples while pounding his hole. I decided to take a break, just to walk around, and lay in the dark. There was a black guy walking around that caught my eye, but he was more of a top and wasnt in the mood to bottom. I played with the latino guy again, and the black guy saw us, i motioned for him to follow us back to the latin guy's room. He did, he fucked that bubble with his huge black dick, really giving it to him, I was cheering him on, telling him to empty his load into his hole. He pulled out and wanted to see me fuck him, I fucked his bubble, but was so turned on and was already too close, the black guy fucked him again, fucking him on his stomach, and emptied a huge load of cum inside of his ass. I fucked the latin's bubble again, and as I did, the black top said "Fuck my cum deeper in his hole." I nailed him hard, the latin guy moaning for more, and I let loose a huge load of sperm in his hole. I wiped off my dick, and left the bathhouse. I came for a post gym soak, but ended up with some prime cardio instead. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I have a chance to get bred by this over my lunch hour. Should I? More...