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To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousbarebackbiblowjobbottomCaliforniaCaucasianCLCraigslistCraigslist.orgcumcum dumpcuriousdeceptionEthnicityFremontfuckgayhotelI-880Interstate 880LiarLocationmindfuckNewarkNorthern CaliforniaoldpoppersSan JoseSexual actsSexualitySilicon ValleySmokerspitTravel DiarytwinkTypeWebsitesWestWhite One of my favorite ads (and one of the most popular to get responses on Craigslist) is one calling for “room service” in my hotel room. It sets up an anonymous fuck scene that, for some reason, seems to attract some hot ass and, in many cases, bisexuals who don’t want locals to know they crave the dick. On my recent travels out West, the ad worked its charm and I got several responses. But despite a very hot (gay) 23-year-old, I chose the bisexual 35-year-old who was sneaking around on his girlfriend. As I’ve outlined of late, I’ve got a couple of things*that can really bug me: Men who smoke and men who send fake photos. My top choice sent hot, hot, hot photos and promised he was a non-smoker. The room service scene keeps the lights off. The victim… err… bottom comes in, disrobes, sucks me hard and then lays flat on the bed for me to fuck them until I cum. The bottom is then supposed to suit up and leave. The bisexual arrived a little late, but still followed directions. As he sucked my cock, I got a whiff of that all-too-familiar but all-too-unpleasant scent. Smoker. Damn it. Then the dude broke the rules and climbed on board. His dragon breath exhaling down on me. But like a fucking V8 piston, he rode me so quick, it kept me hard enough. Lucky for him. But in the dim light of the crappy hotel room light, I could see him. In detail. If this guy was 35-years-old, I looked 10 years younger than him. His photo that he sent definitely wasn’t him*— at least not the face one. Gaunt and wrinkled, he had to be 10 years older than me. Two rules broken. I warned him I was close to cumming, not that I was. His ass didn’t feel bad but breaking one rule I might forgive but two didn’t deserve a load. I faked a cum shot, not even bothering with the poppers. He left, thinking he’d satisfied. I got back online to see if the 23-year-old was still awake. Related posts: Passing 400 Blog Entries on iBLASTinside.com... Wanted to thank all the readers for helping this blog be as successful as it is... or sort of is. I've surpassed 400 entries ... I'll have the double rice California offers many pleasures but for me, it happens to be a larger percentage of Asians among the fuckable population. I'... Drunk He was drunk.Barely 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and his body reeked of the alcohol he'd likely been pouring into it since... More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here As I was about to get dressed, out of steam room walked this young shaved head black stud. He walked around and went back in. I stripped off what I had put on and grabbed a towel. Inside, the steam had cleared and he was sitting alone. I sat and waited... After a minute the steam came on and his towel came off. A good 6 inches of soft cock. My towel dropped open as he reached for his meat. That told me all I needed to know. I moved over, leaned down and took him into my mouth. The head was already growing. It took seconds before I was holding a 9+ thick shaft. I went to deep throat and could only take half...it was that thick. He did not mind, but I also don't think he expected the little white man to accomplish that much...as his groan said. Taking every inch I could, I stroked the rest. Under two minutes later and he let out a massive groan that echoed off the walls and shot his load. I swallowed, licked my lips and sat up. He stood, and said thanks as he wrapped his towel around his waist. Hope to see that one again! More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in barebackcumcum dumpdeceptionmindfuckType If you’ve ever wondered why… … your fuck never showed up on this blog. … I didn’t call you back for a second fuck. … you didn’t notice a lot of (or any) cum in your ass. … I didn’t say “thanks” or give you a thumbs up. … I pulled out, zipped up and walked away. It’s probably because I faked it. Like women, men can fake it too. It’s not like porn. I’m not pulling out for the money shot. A little Kegel work and you can learn to make your cock throb. Truth is, I can even inject a decent amount a precum if I want. But often, I’ll just pick up the pace, breath a little heavy and get it done cause your ass isn’t worth the trouble. Yes. I fake it. No all the time, mind you. I’m pretty good at sniffing out bad ass. And sometimes it’s just that. Bad ass often smells bad. I’m not just talking the smell of shit, which can be fucking horrible. Every once in a while, I get to fuck a piece of prime top ass. Tops, as I can attest both as one and one who has fucked many, do not have the know-how or experience to clean properly. As I like to occasionally say, if you’re going to fuck ass, you’re going to have to put up with a little shit every once in a while. But bad ass has another kind of stink to it. It’s an overused stench of ass juices, soured cum, unwashed dildos,*diarrhea*and vomit. Not all bad ass stinks literally. Sometimes, the ass just stinks proverbially. How can I explain this? Look, I’ve fucked men who are pigs with a loose asses. I’ve fucked tight asses on men. When you bareback, the connection between men is deeper. We’re skin-to-skin and that means you can’t always put up a barrier. I’m not saying it’s some sort of “strings attached” fuck. But sometimes, you’ve got to tie a shoelace or two with the thought it’s going to get untied a little later. Oh, and just to make a point, if you suck at sucking cock and don’t get to fucking quickly… well, that’s a problem too. Related posts: Travel Diary, Day 13: Fucking Filipino Married with three kids. His naturally smooth chest in a dark olive only made his deep chocolate nipples stand out more. His ... Breaking the Silence: Seeking Sufficient ROI from My Friends So where have I been? Some of you might have seen me on Twitter with occasional posts. Not much elsewhere. As I've struggl... Travel Diary: My Welcome Load in Vegas Arriving in Vegas is always an adventure. This time, it turned a little bumpy as, believe it or not, a thunderstorm awaited o... More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Awhile back I had an email regarding my Xtube videos. This local married bisexual guy really liked the way I gave head and wanted to try me out. That resulted in a very hot quick video. Today I had an email asking if I would be around in the afternoon. I told him yes and to let me know when he was in the area. As the time rolled around, he confirmed my availability and drove over. This time we went to a more secluded spot, rather than a bathroom. With a quick turn of the lock, I turned around and he was already grinning at me. On his last phone call to me, he asked about the video camera...I told him it was with me. As his pants were being undone, and his shorts pulled to let that uncut cock out, I turned on the camera. On my knees, with cock in hand I handed him the cam and went to work on his piece of meat. He had a musky clean scent that just made my saliva flow. I knew from past experience that working on his entire cock would give me a load to savor. As I worked on the foreskin, and also stroking he kept the camera moving around with me. A couple of times I just had to stop, and look at the growing pink head and pull back the skin just a bit. Fuck it was a hot cock, and I knew that as it got harder and the head got redder, it was almost time. When he was on the imminent edge of orgasm, he let out a moan and then the cum started flowing. I could feel and taste it on my tongue, and wanted to share it with him so I opened my mouth a bit to catch the rest. As I looked up, he was staring down and watching his sperm coating my lips, tongue and bits facial hair. As his load was washing down my throat, I kept stroking the shaft to milk out every drop. Even as I thought he was done, another dollop of white cum would appear and I would dive in to lick it up. Now, another story to share is the well hung stud that has fed me a few times. Some on video, but others just to let me give him a stress relieving blow job. Over the weekend we had chatted about meeting up after work. He was taking the train from the East Bay, and I told him where to transfer. After lunch, he has sent me a note that he may not be able to stop. Damn. Well, we went back and forth and I let him know that if he was that stressed, then my mouth was the perfect solution. He agreed. And then we finalized the meeting. He took the train over to me, and once again I led him to a perfect spot to swing on his meat. We began kissing quickly after I had locked the door. Using our hands to grope and grab, we kept kissing until I just had to release his cock. With his help I undid his belt and reached into his shorts. Rock hard, pink and up for my attention. That mushroom head on the end of his missile shaped cock was going to be a treat. Not wasting more time, I got down on my knees and began to slide my tongue and mouth around the head and shaft. After it was well and properly spit shined, it was time to feel him hit the back of my throat. Now this is a big boy, and I was going to need to feed on him without either of us making too much noise. That was going to be fun! I took his balls in hand first and began to use my lips to caress them and then my tongue. First one, then the other. They were too large for me to fit both. I believe we both enjoyed that because as I ever so slowly devoured each inch, he was feeling thicker and harder. Then it was buried to his balls, and I tried to stay right there. He moaned and lightly held my head. Then it was time to release his cock, which I naturally had to do just as slowly as I went down on him. I went back to using my lips, tongue and hand to work him. More deep throat action was getting my pre cum flowing, and he was holding onto the wall. Soon I had gotten my throat used to the impaling size of him, and then I went to town and was bouncing up and down on his cock, taking every inch as fast as I could. I grabbed a hold of the shaft to keep it slicked up with spit and worked on the second half of his tool. That was the trick!! Soon he was breathing hard, his legs began to shake and I felt his shaft enlarging with each stroke and suck. When it was the point of no return, he let out a low long moan and his legs locked. At that instant I felt the load blast out his cock. My mouth was filled with spunk. As he was moaning, I was doing some of my own around his swollen shaft. He shot a good five or six thick loads into me, and I was swallowing and savoring it all. Just like before, when I was sure that his balls could not give me more nourishment, I just put my hand around the thick base and milked up towards my mouth. And yes, I was rewarded with extra cum! Sweet nectar of the gods. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here He said 39, 6'0 hairy and 210 and 6.5". He wanted to unzip, have someone go down on him, suck him dry. He said if he was comfortable he could cum again. I never really assume most guys can cum a second time, even when they can, usually something triggers in the ejaculation that makes them want to get out of there quicker than shit. I can be the same way. At first he begged off because he was on the other side of town, but out of almost nowhere he emailed saying everyone who wanted to hook up flaked. I provided him where to meet and he said he'd be there in 20. He arrived in 15. There was no foreplay. There was no discussion. He opened his pants and they dropped - and I dropped to my knees. Simple as that. He (never even got a name) started off small and flaccid. But after I had him in my mouth a few minutes, he was good and hard. The man was verbal, no doubt. I like that. I liked that. He would tell me how my mouth felt, what I was doing right. Calling me names. It was all too perfect. At times he'd let me do my job, others I'd feel a hand clamp on my head and my mouth and face would get fucked and fucked hard. This is not a complaint, just a talking point. The first part of the first load (oh, yes, there were two), I was on my knees while he stood in front of me feeding. About three-quarters through, he sat in a chair, me still on my knees, between his spread legs. When he fucked my face this way, it was to the back of my head and forcing me down into his lap. I was happy to take it that way - right down to the root. He liked it too. He told me if I wanted the load, I had to work for it - but I knew that. This was not a guy to give it up easily and he seemed to have cum-control. Many feeders are weaker and I can get that load whenever I want. I'm not bragging, just stating. But I also know a thing or 1700 about cocksucking and how to get the load, and I worked my oral magic for another 7-8 minutes before he asked if I wanted it. The question was rhetorical as the only reason he drove to this side of town was to feed a cocksucker. Like me. The orgasm lasted a long long time. Besides the 4-5 jets of semen pumping into my mouth, as that spunk sat on my tongue, pooling the way I like it, his cock flexed a good half dozen times afterwards - after shocks, if you will. At that point, I could not tell if more cum was leaking into me or not. I didn't care. I was taking it all anyways. It was a lot, but I'm a pro. "Swallow", he barked. I never intended not to, but to be fair, he didn't really know me. And he was a man who didn't want his load spit out. I totally respect that. I opened my mouth to show him his load and he told me again - "SWALLOW IT!". I placed his hand on my throat to have him feel me gulp and he did - but the guy was a rough motherfucker and really really gripped it. I flashed on a little danger, i mean, hey, I didn't really know him either. But we were cool. I went back down on him, as I love to nurse and suck a cock after a guy shoots. I'm ok with them just going, but I want them to know I really appreciate their cock. I buried my head in his lap. As a fellow blogger told me, "you make it seem like his (the guy in front of me) is the only cock in the world". At that moment, it IS the only cock in the world. At this point he seemed like he was going to leave and he stood. I got off my knees and sat in the chair he had been in. But he stepped next to the chair and waved his softening cock in my face. I bit. ....well, I didn't, I sucked. Soon enough he was fucking my face and getting hard again. He was on the way to load #2. This time I did more ball licking than I had the last. He responded to that. At some point, he pushes me off the chair and onto my back on the floor. He squats over me and jacks and tells me to lick his nuts. I do. He then crams his cock into my mouth and throat - there is no give with the floor, so all I can do is take it and gag a little. Normally I'm good this way, but something about the angle and his force made it hard to accommodate the prick. He backed off and I went back to sucking. Then he rolled off me and propped / sat against a bookcase and I laid supine between his legs and sucked his cock. It was only a matter of minutes before he told me my second load was ready. While not as plentiful as the first, it was much much much more thick - which was great. It tasted better too - or at least had more flavor. This time, when he was done, he was done. He pushed me off him and stood up without a word. As he dressed, he did what he thought was the right thing and thanked me. I told him he never had to thank me and that it was my place to thank him. He said he'd return for sure - and maybe with a small group. Fuck I hope they're all like him. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousapartmentAsianbarebackbottomCaliforniaCLCraigslistCraigslist.orgcumcum dumpDislikeEthnicityFilipinofuckgayHaywardI-880Interstate 880JizzjoyLiarLocationMarking My TerritoryNorthern CaliforniaOaklandreal feelingsSexual actsSexualitySilicon ValleySmokerTaiwaneseTravel DiarytwinkTypeWebsitesWest I’ve written much too often of my affinity for Asian ass. It goes without saying that the tight and smooth ass of this Far East delicacy can be one which I enjoy*immensely, although I am an equal opportunity fucker and find other flavors equally amazing. When visiting the West Coast, I am afforded greater opportunity to indulge in this delicious flavor and sometimes solicit it. Such was the case during my recent visit to Northern California, when I posted a Craigslist ad asking for Asian Ass to fuck. I’d been specific and requested my usual non-smoking variety. When it comes to Asians, age makes no difference. The saying regarding African Americans that “black doesn’t crack” refers to their youthful appearance. It seems Asians don’t turn to raisins. They’re smooth until they’re fucking ancient. I got several hits from my ad but the one that kept my attention was a delicate Taiwanese just up I-880 from me. He wanted to host and be ass up and waiting. Some negotiation later and after dark, I was on my way. I hesitate sometimes to do this because I’m in unfamiliar territory and I don’t know what’s the good part of town and what’s bad. But still I end up in a questionable part of town walking into a small condo. As I do, the smell hits me. It’s*undeniable. He smokes. Even though I’ve asked and he’s said no, he doesn’t. He does. He lives alone as this tiny condo is such I’m walking in the front door directly into the bedroom. But that ass. I walk up to it and touch it. He grunts. I begin feeling his body. The photos I’ve included here do not do this man justice. His muscular body is tight. His waist is no more than 29 inches around and it’s perfectly muscular. Yet he has a little meaty pecs and nice nipples. And I’d been building up to this moment. It was getting late, I was horny and I didn’t feel like driving back to my hotel and starting an ass search. So the proverbial one in the hand… I dropped my pants. A little lube and breathing through my mouth helped. I never could get completely rock hard but hard enough that he seemed impressed. We never changed position. I just mounted him and made sure to keep him face down so we never kissed. In fact, I wrapped one hand around his chest and I put him in a choke hold with my other hand. I then forced my cock into his hole. With my hips forcefully pummeling his ass. My waist was massive compared to his. My body weight pinned him down. My hand around his neck allowed me to feel his pulse quickening as I then raised myself up on my toes and really began to slam into him. “You want my load?” “Yes,” he said in obviously broken English. “I want you cum. Put it in my ass.” “Want it no matter what?” “Please breed my boy pussy.” I fucked him even harder. It took some real force for me to bring my cum to the surface. I always have a harder time cumming under these conditions. But finally, I reached the spot and shot my load into his ass. I grunted with my exertion. He released a sigh of content. Jizzjoy. I wanted it. He wanted me to stay but now the stink returned and I needed to go. I begged away and pulled on my clothes, leaving quickly. I wish he hadn’t lied and I hadn’t invested my whole day chatting with him when I could have had a Filipino… a little heftier but a lot less smelly. Related posts: Breeding a Redneck Behind an Abandoned House The last week or so kept me busy for a variety of reasons and, for whatever the reason, I've just not had the luck with getti... On My Way to Vegas... My week in Las Vegas begins and the exact man who will be my bottom cum slut for the week still isn't settled, although a few... Getting Down to the Last Chance, Las Vegas I've got to say, Las Vegas produces some hot bottoms worth breeding. And so far, five men had their ass walls painted with my... More...

Click here to see Closet BB Cumdump's original blog post... From a fellow blogger. Read this. I am truly that addict. Jizzjoy is the perfect name for that moment... http://iblastinside.com/2012/05/marking-my-territory-and-jizzjoy/ More...

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To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in barebackBarebackRT.comBBRTbottomcumcum dumpdeceptionJizzjoyMarking My TerritoryNorthwestSeattleTypeWashington StateWebsites I’ve been having a discussion with HavingIt from Seattle on BBRT. He describes the moment when a man injects his cum into his ass “jizzjoy.” As a natural bottom, there’s no greater high than that moment. That sensation of cum flooding your ass and your walls feeling the spunk. When I fuck a bottom, I know the difference between real, natural bottoms and the one who just take cock bareback. When you’re fucking them, it’s a small moment. It’s sometimes audible but sometimes not. It’s is indeed detecting the moment that I think HavingIt has correctly identified as Jizzjoy. For some bottoms, it’s a sigh of relief. Like a drug addict who finally has their fix … if just for a moment. They know. They’ve got fresh cum. And they will keep it in their ass as long as possible. They won’t lose it. They absorb as much of that cum into their body until finally they’re forced to relinquish it naturally. When it comes to the top side of things, you’d think the most important effort is just to cum. Of course, I like cumming, but that’s not what gets me off (so to speak). Sometimes I don’t cum and say I do to deadfucks who aren’t worth it. It’s when they don’t beg enough for my DNA. Deadfucks. I’m not necessarily talking about bottoms who just lay there. I’m talking about bottoms who don’t deserve my cum. Men who don’t beg enough. Who aren’t really worth my DNA. I get off knowing that the man I’m putting my DNA into will be walking around later with a little bit of me. Like a dog who pisses here or there, it’s a way to let others know, “I’ve been here.” Or more in my speak, “This is my ass.” If I don’t actually breed it. If I fake getting off. It’s not worth claiming as mine. The more difficult it is for me to get, the more I want to mark it. If I have to stealth it, the more I want to mark it. The more the bottom begs for it, the more I need to mark it. And if I know the bottom will get true Jizzjoy, then I must mark it. I fuck to make it mine, to mark what’s mine. And I press my DNA deep into an ass. I hope it stays there as long as possible. If you’re a Jizzjoy bottom, I’m happy to give you what you need. Related posts: The Bareback Brotherhood Is Not Composed of Bombers, Radicals or Religious Nuts Today, I stumbled around the Twitterverse and ended up checking out entries from Chris Ashford's @lawandsexuality, which ment... Question & Answer: How to Ask a Bareback Top About STDs Since you're obviously so bareback-savvy and articulate, I wonder if you'd mind my asking you a question.Let me say that ... Taking Suggestions for My Next Bay Area Trip If you read my Travel Diary from my last journey to the San Francisco Bay area (Day 1, Day 2, Day 3 and Day 4), you'll notice... More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Standing was about the only position in which I did not get fucked last night in Palm Springs. A Friday night party usually consists of locals, as opposed to a Saturday party which needs tourists, and visitors to make it really interesting. The crowd last night was definitely local, and included a couple of my fuckbuds who were slow in getting into the groove. That would be easy to understand...they came from work or after daily, unsexy errands. One, especially a top, needs to get his mind on and get warmed up. Bottoms mostly need to be concerned only about getting cleaned out. I saw my buds jacking off, trying to get worked up, and I did my best, sticking my ass out in all kinds of slutty poses. It worked for a dozen new fucks,however, all doggy style. One bud did get it up and fucked my ass nicely. The other finally got into my ass, as the crowd was thinning out. He's always good, energetic fuck, with a rabbit-fuck style...if you're not in shape, he'll wear you out, such a horrible dilemma for bottoms. Too bad, huh? Then out of nowhere, a short type with glasses and an impressive hard on showed up: obviously from out of town, as he had no way of knowing that the local desert crowd is an early crowd...the parties start early, 8 or 830, and break up around 11. This guy showed up around 10, when there were more guys leaving rather than arriving. I stoked his dick and it didn't need any help as we got right down to it...on a mattress, doggy style, bent over, missionary and finally a squat fuck riding that rockhard cock, it never moved off its straight up twelve o'clock high position. But we became aware that the hosts maybe wanted to call it a night. So we promised to resume on Saturday. This was a good party: 12 dicks, 1 or 2 loads undiscovered until I got home and feeling pregnant, I did a squat, cupped my palm around my hole and dumped a nice, big wad of cum. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousAsianbarebackBarebackRT.comBBRTbeefbottomCaliforniaCLCraigslistCraigslist.orgcumcum dumpEthnicityfuckgayhotelLatinoLocationMixedmuscleNewarkNorthern CaliforniapoppersSan JoseSexual actsSexualitySilicon ValleySocial mediaspitsubmissiveTravel DiaryTypeWebsitesWest He proved to be the only man who never lied to me. Coming from a link up on BBRT, I’d noticed him in a geographic search and he’d come up less than 15 miles away*— a feat indeed. We did the normal exchange and he wanted to come for a fuck. A mix between Asian and Latino, his photos seemed more Asian, but when he arrived, he spoke with a thick Latin accent. He stood pretty damn short too at five-foot-three inches and a shaved bald head. Despite his age in his early 40s, his skin was smooth and taut over his muscles as he stripped and we got right down for business. No chit chat with him, he climbed up and as I reached for his pecs, I soon learned the key to his ass would be his pecs and nipples. Years ago, I’d experienced a boyfriend with nipples so sensitive that I learned to cause him to shoot just but playing with them. It’s a skill I’ve never lost since the door opener to the poop chute tends to be the nipple highway. So as I worked his nips, he began to grind on my cock against his hole. I didn’t take long for some spit to find its way to my cock, for him to take a hit off some poppers sitting on my night stand and for him to impale himself. This man meant business. Truth is, he probably wasn’t all into me in general. But a hard cock is good to find and he was willing to overlook the dislike for a ride on my cock. And rode it he did. For a mixture of Asian and Latin, his accent might have been Latin but his cock was all Asian. He leaned forward to allow his slight belly to *pin his cock between his *and mine. No hands needed. As I played with his nipples and he just rode my cock with increasing pace, he soon began to proclaim he’d be coming soon. I felt his tight little hole clench down in pace with the cum shooting out from the head that poked between our bellies. He climbed off, taking a break and wiping off the cum, not that it bothered me at all. “So how would you like to cum?” he asked. “In your ass, ” I answered. “On your stomach.” I knew he was a little reluctant, but he still laid down and I climbed on top, sliding my cock into his hole. I took a *popper snort. I began going to town. He grunts were not ones of pleasure but of discomfort. Not that it mattered. He offered. I was going to take what was mine. In a moment, I was asking whether he wanted my load in his ass. “YES!” he said emphatically. “PLEASE!” And that put me over the edge. I began pumping my DNA into his ass. I made sure to push it in deep for good measure. After I finished, he showered and tried to shit it out, as I hear him in my hotel room. Not that it mattered. I’ve learned to make *sure to maker my territory well. Related posts: Travel Diary, Day 13: Fucking Filipino Married with three kids. His naturally smooth chest in a dark olive only made his deep chocolate nipples stand out more. His ... Justifying Barebacking The Bareback Brotherhood and its recent growth forced a certain justification debate that, quite frankly, I should not engage... Off to Beantown Well, Philadelphia provided me with one of the best asses ever. Turns out this young man found my stories when they first app... More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Treasure Island Media exclusive Ethan Wolfe made quite an impression in 'Manfuck Manifesto' when he impregnated All-American twink Jackson Taylor with a pozload, recorded for history. How do I know it was a poz load? Because the Wolfman is the top with a nice, big in-your-face biohazard tattoo on his belly. That makes for great video. Now for the follow up, Ethan bottoms in an upcoming T.I.M. video, and you can catch the trailer on the website, where I saw it. Paul Morris knows his shit. Mark my words, in his next appearance, Ethan Wolfe will bottom...in missionary...for a top with with a similar biohazard tattoo, somebody like Sean Hunter or maybe Spit or maybe somebody yet to make his presence known to Treasure Island Media. We'll be waiting for that one, and it will happen in time. Ethan Wolfe is an ex-Marine, so I've read. Actually, there's no such thing; once a Marine always a Marine. Ethan Wolfe is a Marine, and that's something you don't lie about. We'll be watching Treasure Island Media and Ethan Wolfe with great anticipation, what? More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here As I sit here typing this, my cock is leaking pre cum like a sieve. And here is the story why... Back when I was working by Union Square I had the pleasure of meeting a massively hung top. He fed me a couple of times, but he always wanted to fuck my ass. Today I saw him on the scruffy app, and he was within a block from me! I sent him a quick note to ask if he needed to swing by. His response was "got lube?" And, I just so happened to have some in my gym bag. Told him so, and then he inquired about me being up for being fucked. I said that I had not planned to, but for him I would grab a bottle of club soda and make do for a quick touch up. In the past, I have found that is a great item in a pinch, for all you bottoms that never tried. He said that he would be by in an hour. I ran out to buy club soda. When it was time, he sent me a note and I went down to greet him. We then headed to a perfect spot that would allow me to get down and take his cock. In the past we had tried to take some video on my old cam but it kept shutting off. Today I had my trusty old Flip, and he said we may take a short video. Right away, we started kissing as our pants were being undone and dropped to our knees. Then I got down and swallowed that long thick cock. His mushroom head was making me leak pre cum already. After slurping and lubing it up for a second, I reached into my bag and handed him the camera. Anyone that knows me, knows that sometimes the larger the cock the more I lose my gag reflex. This guy is one of those. As I slid his cock down my throat to the first point of impact, I just took a breath and pushed further. With his downward curve, it was a matter of seconds before my throat stretched to let his mushroom head push past. The it was balls to my chin....literally. His low hangers could be bouncing on my adams apple as his his mushroom head was buried. When I had him buried with not a millimeter to spare, I stayed right there and savored the smell of his pubes in my face. He let out a low moan that told me I had found a perfect spot to let his cock rest. Then I pulled off and had to let it all slowly slide out of my mouth. And then I went back down and did it again. And again. And again. The time arrived for his cock to be buried up my ass. I turned around and he reached out to open the packet of lube. As I bent over the sink, he came up behind me and used a couple of fingers to work the lube into my hole. I grabbed my bottle of poppers and took a quick hit. Just knowing what was about to be impaled deep in my ass, made it loosen up fast. He stroked his cock a couple of times and then came up against me. I reached around to help guide him, but he was lined up. As his head was tapping my hole I nodded and told him to go ahead. He slid in, and I could feel my rosebud spread wide as the mushroom cork came in and then the shaft. Fuck, when he was buried to the hilt and looking at me in the mirror, it was all I could do to keep from clamping down. Sliding out a bit, and then pushing back in slowly. Looking at each other, he started a full on fuck of my hole. With his hand on my head, and then my back, he kept me in position to give him full access. Those balls were literally bouncing and hitting my own. I reached down to cup my own balls and let his swing around. It must have been less than five minutes, but as he was pushing his mushroom head up into my guts he asked if I wanted his load. I could only say "yes" quickly, and I knew he was on the edge. A few more thrusts and he began to unleash that load. Sometimes you can feel the cock throb, and I swear that his spasmed hard with each squirt of cum into my ass. By my count, there were at least three solid ropes of cum and maybe more. When he was spent, I kept a tight grip on his cock and he leaned over me. After catching his breath, he began to slowly slide in and out of my now bred ass. I just stayed in the position and let him have his way. Then it was time to let his slip free, and with barely a pop it was out. As I leaned back and he was kissing me, I told him that the load was staying in my ass all day. I reached behind and swiped my open hand across my freshly fucked hole and stuck a finger inside...then I tasted his seed. That was one sweet tasting load and I could smell his scent on my fingers. I wiped the rest onto my beard to keep the smell. Well... A few hours later I just had to know how much juice he filled me with. I was rock hard thinking about it. Using a shot glass, I slowly released his load and it was substantial after all that time! Fuck, what to do with it? I am not a felcher, so that was out of the question...so I did what I do with other loads... Slowly tipping the shot glass over, I let the cum slide onto the head of my cock. More of it slid out of the glass and began to accumulate on my PA, then it slid slowly down to my nuts and back to where it began, my stretched asshole. After all of his load was drained from the glass, I used my hand to stroke my cock a couple of times. Using all of that lube, I coated my balls and even spread some of it into the hair around my hole. Once it was all worked around, I stood up and slid my underwear back on. Now I am sitting here typing this, and can feel his cum slowly drying around my cock and ass. Next time he will try to get some video to share, but until then....here are a few pics from the video clip before the action started today. I am also adding a picture he sent me that really shows how well hung this hot young man is. Enjoy, I did. Update... After this was typed up, I had another buddy contact me for a bareback fucking. I told him about this first guy, and he wanted to add his load to my ass! He came over. I pulled his pants to his ankles and sucked him hard and fast. Once he was rock , I just turned around and grabbed the poppers. No lube this time, just my spit and a bit from him. He shoved the head in, and I had to take a moment...then it was no holds barred. He took over, and soon it was buried to the base. He told me that it was not going to be long, and I said "just go for it". With a half dozen final thrusts into my ass, he pushed to the base and let his balls drain in my ass. Fuck! Two hot loads in one day. Of course I sent a note to my husband. I already knew what he wanted, and told him that I wanted his load to be added to the other two. And he did. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... A very sexy german jock from BBRT had a gangbang tonight. I went over to his place and there were 4 guys in there, one was fucking his ass, the other was fucking his face. Two were jacking off, the top pulled out and I ate out the jock's cumfilled hole. Then I slid my dick inside of his hot ass and got to fucking. He was moaning into the dick he was choking on. I pulled out and another top fucked him, then another top. The top who was fucking him first shot a huge load of cum into his ass, that I ate out and fed to the jock, then another top walked in, fucked him and quickly dumped a load in his ass, I ate THAT load out as well, and fed it to him again, the one of the other tops fucked and seeded his hole. I ate that out and fed it to him, then I fucked him while he cleaned some cocks off. I gripped his jockstrapped ass and shot my huge load into his ass, he cleaned off my cock, and we kissed one last cummy kiss. He thanked me for coming to breed his hole. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in adult bookstoreAnonymousbarebackbathhousebathroombiblowjobbottomcheatingcumcum dumpcuriousdeceptionfan fuckingfuckgaygetting bredgetting fuckedglory holegloryholeLocationSexual actsSexuality Read Part One & Part Two I’ve had this request more than once. You can find an example of one among the comments on my “Contact Me” page. Here’s the message: Can you take a photo of your last HIV test results and post it? I’m big on bareback sex, but too terrified to ask enough questions to hunt down a negative man. I had an incident where I went over to someone’s house, miscommunication, and had a hard time ever since. If I saw a man’s HIV test signoff from a Doc… I’d consider fucking bareback, because it’s the fucking hottest. Kirk So a sign-off from a doctor would do it? How about if it’s notarized? Just HIV? How about all the other bad shit you can get? The Results Are In Well, here is*my test results document. It’s even notarized. Would you bareback for me now? Let me load your ass, breed you deep and shove my DNA inside you? Does this piece of paper make a difference? Would you like to see a copy of three months ago? Six months and a year also? How about*affidavits*from the other 300 or so men I’ve fucked and bred in the last year. Oh, and there’s probably another 200 who’ve blew me and I’ve stuck my dick inside but I didn’t cum. But this piece of paper bears some weight… …If it’s real… I’m really, really neg. I’ll look you straight in the eyes, I won’t flinch, I won’t look down and to the left and you’ll see the sincerity. I’m neg. You’ve got nothing to worry about. You Say That’s Illegal… I Say That’s Bullshit Look boys who get on your high-horse and start with the illegal bullshit with me about what is and what isn’t illegal. Ask any law enforcement official or attorney and they’ll tell you what I’m going to tell you: What’s illegal doesn’t matter because it’s what you can prove in court that matters. If you are some nasty fucking slut who doesn’t bother with people’s names and flashes your ass at adult bookstores, gloryholes*or sex clubs*yet pulls out a condom and turns your ass around when you back it up to a gloryhole then finds yourself stealthed, I don’t think there will be a lot of sympathy anywhere. Chances are, you can’t prove how anything happened anyway considering the promiscuity that infiltrates your life. So you want it, get the cock you want. In your ass. Raw. The way it’s intended. Related posts: Sling Time The hallways, passageways and places for sex were, without a doubt, interesting. I'd heard of Manifest, a liberation of local... Making Music From Mark: This happened last week...I wandered upstairs as the throbbing lights added to my headache. Despite the hint o... Swinging Richards Review Posted to Sleazy Atlanta Guide So my reviews of Atlanta's sleazy guide would be incomplete without including Swinging Richards, the premiere strip club for ... More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AppsbarebackBarebackRT.comBBRTcheatingCLcontactCraigslistCraigslist.orgdeceptionExhibitionistGrindrManhuntManhunt.netWebsites Read Part One Whether it’s a decade old photo or the time of our meeting, lying is the constant in the world of fucking. I have honed my own skills at determining who will be truthful and who will not. For example, the*veracity*of photos provided by someone can be found in the details. A mole is here in this photo, can it be found there? Or does this photo include a Rubik’s cube and a cassette tape player in the background, indicating it’s clearly from the 1980s? Are the photos from a sequence (leading to further*suspicion) or from different times and places? Do they look candid or professional? Lately, the photo thing had struck a chord with me. I think the proliferation of Grindr, Scruff and other such sprouted more camera mavens insisting on evidence of legitimacy. One face pic is no longer adequate. I must provide multiples. Same with cock pics. Even more, to prove my prowess with fucking, I’ve been asked for video. Not kidding. Yes, more than once of late, people have insisted on video proof that I’m worth driving five miles for a fuck. I imagine soon I will need to begin to record myself throwing a few into an ass before anyone will believe I’m good at it. Believe me, I have heard all the possible excuses on why some poor fucker doesn’t have a photo. No excuse. No more. If you’ve got a cell phone that doesn’t make photo, you’re a fucking idiot. Camera phone save lives and document moments that will forever be discussed on CNN. Your computer did not crash and destroy all your photos. And you can pretend you’re at work and have no photos there, but if so, what-the-fuck are you doing on Manhunt.net at that same company? Please. You’re just some self-hating fag. Moreover, everyone in the photo trade had been burned one time too many. Some asswipe’s stiffed us and not sent us a pic, left us holding the bag and we, in turn, feel foolish for trusting. But that does not mean now you have the right to always go last in the trade. All things equal, he who asks first, send first. No exceptions. If someone has posted an ad on Craigslist with a self-photo, that counts as a “sent photo.” Otherwise, the bottom should send first. I don’t give a fuck if the bottom is 19 years old and hot as hell (or at least says he is). If you unlock without any previous conversation, I’m under no obligation to unlock for you, even if you ask nicely. The whole unlock trade occurs with conversation, not independently. If you show X-rated photos in your profile photos and then “unlock” photos, those unlocked ones should have a clearly available face pic. Else, I’m not obliged to unlock mine. If I unlocked mine first, you should e-mail me a clear face pic. Vice versa as well. If you show face, your locked pics should clearly show cock and/or ass. The only time you have a right to “break the code” and not trade photos is when someone has*egregiously*lied. This means the following: A*20-year difference in age, a different race or completely different appearance. Otherwise, if you get a pic, you must respond with a pic. You’re welcome to tell the guy you’re not into him. What you send is what you get. If you send me a tiny photo where you can’t see shit, I have the right to send you back a tiny photo where you can’t see shit. If your photo is blurry and you’re wearing sunglasses, I’m welcome to do the same. Just because we both unlock photos does not mean we are meeting for a fuck. I believe in being fair. But my unlock doesn’t mean I’m suddenly into you. I do study photos (as has been proven) and I can recognize when people lie. And most do lie. Related posts: The Bareback Brotherhood Is Not Composed of Bombers, Radicals or Religious Nuts Today, I stumbled around the Twitterverse and ended up checking out entries from Chris Ashford's @lawandsexuality, which ment... A Modest Proposal... to Read Mason Wyler's Blog Please, take a moment and read this post from Mason Wyler on his blog:*http://www.wylernation.com/2011/05/simple-plan-for-sto... Stealth Bomb: What It Is, What It Isn't, How It Works Every hook-up begins practically the same way*— an ad posted somewhere. I'm very blunt about being a top and fucking a load. ... More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Went to the Sunset Dunes tonight where a 26 yr old was getting whored out, when i got there a daddy was plowing his hole, I ate out the daddy while he pounded the slut boy. After a while I wanted a turn, the daddy pulled out and I ate the slutboy's ruined cummy hole, I then fucked him while making out with him, and the daddy took to eating out my ass. I put the boy in all sorts of positions, and he told me that he had wanted my dick since the day we met, and that it felt great in his hole, I laid him flat and pounded him, then pulled out and the daddy mounted him, while the slutboy cleaned off my dick, then I fucked the boy again, kissing him, as he begged for my seed, I fucked him, his legs in the air, then I busted a huge load in his hole. Another top walked in, and the daddy went back to fucking his hole, the boy was getting tagged as I left. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Okay, the hot young guy that I mentioned last week in the "Five days of cum" post...he needed to be drained again. I had walked out for lunch when I saw that he sent a note. Simple and to the point - "want another load?" He was on his way through the city and could rendezvous within 15 minutes. So I said yes. He parked, we said hello and then went to the same location. Walk in, door shut and he is already taking off his shirt. I reached over and helped with the belt. Once again he was going commando under khakis. Nice!! After I took off my baseball hat, I got down on my knees and pulled all of his growing cock into my mouth. He started out soft again, but this time the blood was pumping and in half the time he was sporting a full raging hard on. Now, last time I did mention his balls...fuzzy covered, hanging down so that you can either bounce them off your chin or wash them both at the same time with your tongue while the rest in your mouth. This time I just pulled one, then the other and then both into my mouth and gave them some intense attention. He moaned and let me know his approval. After that, I went back to the task at hand - his cock and the need to drain those cum filled nuts. He did love to use my mouth last time and this time was no different. I would piston fuck my mouth onto his cock, then push his cock head down my throat and come back up. Today he seemed to really be oozing the precum, because I was constantly working on letting him pound my throat while swallowing that much volume. A couple of times I miscalculated and had a bit of gag reflex and took a mini second break to focus. Then I went back to his cock. He let me know that he really enjoyed the fast pace, no hands action and I was happy to please. After some intense oral throat coating, I came off for a moment to savor the cock...bright red mushroom head, rock hard shaft point straight up from his bouncing nuts. And then it was back down and more slurping. As I was feeling like I was about to drown in spit and precum, his shaft began to swell and I knew it was only a matter of seconds. I came off his cock in a millisecond to clear my throat and mouth, then went back to deep throat. That was all it took, and his load began to pour out. And I mean pour. I could feel my mouth fill to capacity, I swallowed and then it filled again. Rarely do I get to take such a huge load, because as you know I love to have it shot on me, but this guy and I knew it had to go right in my mouth. Volumes of jizz filled my mouth, and I savored it all. Once he was fully drained, I stood up and said "that was huge, wow". He laughed and we exited. Later I sent a text to say thanks and ask if he was a huge pre-cummer, and told him about the volume I felt during this blow job. He replied that has happy that I was there to suck it out of him - he apparently had not unloaded in a couple of days and was bursting. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in barebackBarebackRT.comBBRTcheatingdeceptionfuckSexual actsWebsites Have you ever watched the television show, “House”? Dr. House on the show offers up a kind of mantra or philosophy: “People lie.” Occasionally, he adds to it: “All people lie.” It’s true. Very true. As much as anyone wants to pretend that 100 percent of everything in their lives are true, lies might be the one constant that a human being can find and if you deny that, you’re simply lying to yourself. And that is the most powerful lie of all. I find, more often than not, many people lie to me. Dishonesty is honestly the one thing I can count on more than anything else. My favorite lie men like to tell me is the one that’s my own issue*— and I admit as much. It’s smoking. I simply cannot fuck smokers. I know. Those of you who indulge this somehow think you don’t stink at all. Even without kissing me, I can smell it. It’s on your*saliva*and breath. No amount of toothpaste, mouthwash or gum can cover it up. It permeates your clothing and comes out of your pores as you sweat. Ask any man who’s tasted your cum. He knows the flavor of nicotine. We all have that one thing and that’s mine. I’ll lose an erection so fast —*if I’m lucky enough to manage to work one up. I know when men lie about it. I know you’ve done your best to cover up your addiction. I don’t fault you for it. I simply won’t fuck you and send you on your way without calling you the liar you are when I asked about it. I usually do ask. Some men attempt to find out why I’m asking or the response I want. Like that matters. I know. I go with my gut. If you tell me you’ve quit recently, I know it’s bullshit. So if you’re wondering why I’ve blocked you on BarebackRT.com or I didn’t hook up with you that time we met or the reason why we kissed only once then I came fast and left. It’s because I know the truth to this simple fact. These are life’s speed bumps, things we just can’t get over. And this is mine. What people are searching to find this page:: let me fuck her bareback cherry hill nj Related posts: Travel Diary: Damn, Some Muscle Bear Hotness Birmingham has become one of those destinations that I frequent. It appears a few others might also begin appearing on my iti... The Bareback Brotherhood Is Not Composed of Bombers, Radicals or Religious Nuts Today, I stumbled around the Twitterverse and ended up checking out entries from Chris Ashford's @lawandsexuality, which ment... Slapping Some Sense into a Senior @PositiveLife tagged a Tweet with the Bareback Brotherhood's hashtag (#BBBH), getting my attention today and sending me into ... More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here It was posted as a bear party, with invitations extended to cubs, otters, etc. Not everybody there was a Bear, which to me, means a large, hairy manimal, often trending to the obese. But I am weak on the appropriate terminology since I'm not necessarily a bear hunter and am only vaguely aware of bear-oriented events which all seem to involve big men drifting down a river in big innertubes. Lazy Bear Weekends invoke visions of non-stop eating and laying out in the sun. And there seem to be events marketed as Bearracuda every week now. Of course I know what a Cub is: a junior version of a Bear, either in age and/or size. But I didn't really know what an Otter is. I do now, after doing a quick scan of window-dressing stylist Simon Doonan's book, 'Gay Men Don't Get Fat.' An Otter is a slimmer version of a Wolf, says he. Well, then what's a Wolf? A lean, hairy manimal, as opposed to his bigger, fatter brother, the Bear. Oh yeah. And as Simon Doonan goes on, a Bear who's Asian can be called a Panda Bear. Oh, well, now I've got it all down. There were no Panda Bears at this party, as best as I could see...although it was pretty dark. But a good time was had by all. I got fucked by 12 men, and took 3 loads, two from the same top. But now that I know better, I'd have to say I was attacked by a Wolfpack...the men were hot, aggressive, hairy, tattoo'ed and lean...wolf material, I'd say. So Twelve Hungry Wolves would be closer to the truth. The honest truth: a good time was had by all. More...

Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... I've been wanting to do this for a while: Get fucked in the woods to the true rhythm of the birds and the bees. A couple of years ago a pair of online buds and I went to a campground in upstate New York that was clothing optional, figuring we would get some decent action in the wild. Unfortunately it was so hot during the day there was nothing much going on and we hung out at the pool, where no sex is allowed, and then we got kind of shit-faced that night and I was asleep/passed out in my tent pretty early. I missed an outdoor sling that was set up all night long at someone's campsite, which I had to hear about the whole way back from one of the other guys who stayed up all night. So I've been itching to give it another go, only this time head out into the woods on a trail I'm familiar with and take along my best fuck bud Robert. I'd been trying to psyche him up for this but he's not the outdoors type. He always kids me about it, asking what's the point in living like an animal or a caveman when it's taken us thousands of years to build up all the creature comforts we enjoy today. Yeah, he's sort of a pansy when it comes to roughing it in the outdoors. But I assured him we wouldn't spend the night, just get a good workout climbing some elevation and then letting him go at me with his raw cock till he either got tired or drained. The deal was made. We got to the trail head late in the morning on Saturday and headed up. I carried a pack with plenty of water, snacks, a blanket, towel and some lube. No condoms. I knew exactly where we could go that was off the beaten track and remote enough for me to get noisy if need be. I sort of wanted to howl, in fact, even though we weren't going to be under moonlight. It took a bit of bushwhacking to reach a pretty good spot but it was worth it. There were lots of pine trees around, and some rock ledges. The ground was carpeted in soft needles. A small brook was nearby but its banks were guarded by thick brush. The air was scented with pine and that lush, earthy aroma you only get deep in the woods. The only noises other than faint gurgling from the brook were from a few birds. Sorry to all you nature buffs out there, I have no idea what they were. I know they weren't towhees or vireos, probably some kind of warbler. (I told you this was a story about the birds and the bees. lol) All week I had visions of being on my back with my legs in the air, but as it turned out, we stayed on our feet the whole time. I laid the blanket on the bed of pine needles at the base of one of the granite outcrops that rose up pretty high, and then we stripped down. Naked in nature. There's really something to it, bros. It felt so right, so free, so hot. Everything came off except our sneakers. I quickly went down on Rob and he went down on me. (Is it me or does everything taste better outdoors?) We were sweaty from our hike and climb, which I figured was about 4 miles total. So we both got high on our pit smells. It was heaven. Then Rob had me assume a position that's one of his favorites: I spread my feet wide, faced the rock wall and bent over, my hands spread apart with palms flat against the granite, holding myself up against what would be about a 45-minute onslaught. Rob dropped to his knees and started eating. My musky ass got him so turned on, he was loving every lick and tongue fuck he gave me, and I was squirming and starting to flex my arm and leg muscles from him pushing me into the rock. Finally he stood up, pressed his head against me crack, and let go a huge wad of spit and throat juices he'd been working up while he was rimming me. So much for the lube in my pack. lol. I took a deep breath (no poppers, oops!) and he was in me to the hilt just like that. There really is no substitute for a top who takes the time to prepare his boy's pussy with a talented tongue. We got verbal, I let out a few yelps, then remembering where we were, I yelled out "FUCK ME" at the top of my lungs... He didn't hold anything back. I thought he was going to peel his skin off he was ramming in and out so fast and furious. The usual rhythmic slapping sounds of skin on skin was replaced by the loud banging noises, more like spankings, that his cock, bush and pelvis were delivering into my backside. I did my job too, holding steady and even slightly pushing back to meet his thrusts, trying with all the strength in my jock arms not to let my head bang against that fuckin' rock. Rob fucked and fucked like a boy in heat. He told me later he came in about 10 minutes but he never let on, not that it would've mattered anyway. He just never stopped fucking. About the time he gave me some good whacks on my ass with his flat palm is when I started to erupt, shooting and spraying all over that fucking rock, which we later dubbed Whale Rock, as in sperm whale. My ass muscles tightened as I spasmed out my spunk, and that pretty much spelled the beginning of the end for Rob's final load. He was soon spewing again and this time there was no mistaking it. He let out a yell, pulled back and ramfucked it inside of me good, hitting my walls and painting my gut white. He collapsed on my back, his chest and tummy heaving for air, our sweat coating each other, his hands finding my tits while his cock stayed inside of me, slowly retracting itself from the recoil of shooting cum. We laid down on the blanket finally and made out, still totally naked and still under the trees in the great outdoors. I think the possibility that someone could come by, drawn by the racket we were making, added a bit to the supercharged feeling we had of being there. That we were doing something naughty made it all the more exhilarating. The thrill of possibly being caught cannot be underestimated, and I think it helped Rob go extra long with his nonstop piston-like fucking. My ass is still feeling it a day later. It seemed like a longer hike back to my truck (I'm now driving a used pickup like a good ol' boy) and I could tell all the way down the trail that I was slowly leaking jizz into the undies I wore underneath my hiking shorts. Thank God nobody was behind us, lol. I changed into a fresh pair of undies for the ride home, during which Rob finally admitted that the outdoors was good for something else besides being one great big urinal. Next time, we both vowed, we're packing in a portable sling. Yee ha! I'll make a camper out of him yet. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Last night, a very sexy latin cumwhore was taking load in a motel in Hollywood. I went and as I got there, another guy was looking for his room, as we walked to the room, a punk looking guy was walking out. We walked in and he was on his stomach, getting pounded by a white top, he was soon busting his load deep in his ass, another top that was there then fucked his hole, ramming him, and making him moan, he pulled out and I went in, his hole was so filled with cum, and so warm, I pounded him, kissing the back of his neck, touching his blindfolded face. I pulled out and the other top went in again, pounding him and making out with me, we were talkin g dirty to each other, and soon, he unloaded in his ass, I then went in, using his cum filled hole, smelling the semen and feeling it froth around my dick in that dark room, I didn't last long, my nuts and shatf exploding deep in his guts, I kissed him and left, as i top that I walked in with was using his hole. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Went to a party last night. When I walked in, there were five other men there. The host was bent over the bed, getting plowed by one of the guests, two other men were fucking on the bed, and a hot daddy type was sitting in the chair, stroking his cock. After I stripped, the host began sucking me, and daddy came over to me. He began to fuck the host as I watched. When he pulled out, I entered. This boy had a nice hole. I fucked for a while, then pulled out. As I did, the two others who had been fucking came over and began a three way with the host. Daddy and I were making out when there was a knock at the door. Daddy answered the door, and a hot, young muscle guy came in. He stripped, showing his ripped bod, and tribal tats on both arms. He got on his back, and Daddy began to fuck him. I was watching raptly, Daddy pulled out and told me to dive in. As I did, he went around to boy's head, and held his legs while I fucked him. After a few minutes, I felt my cum pouring out into boy's chute. It was magical. When I pulled out, Daddy told me to fuck the boy. I said, "I just shot" and his response was, "Inside him?" When I answered in the affirmative, he said to me, "Meet Josh" I responded, "I think I already have" I got dressed and left. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here After the two loads in the afternoon I was not expecting there to be any more until tomorrow night when I meet up with an LA buddy at a local watering hole. For happy hour I arranged to meet a friend and my husband at our favorite Union Square watering hole. Knowing how horrible the trains can be, I left work earlier than usual. I arrived at my stop, and was going to head up the hill to the bar...but, I decided that my bladder needed to be emptied. As I entered the bathroom of a retail store, I immediately saw a young latino guy standing at the urinal. Faux hawk, diamond stud in the ear, designer jeans and just enough attitude to make me hungry to check it out. I stood next to him at the urinal and looked over. Sure enough, he was stroking his meat. As we both leaned back for a better look, I could see that he was holding a hefty 8 inch piece of uncut meat. Knowing the time was of the essence, I motioned to him that we should take it to a stall. He got the message and led me to a stall in the back of the bathroom. Once inside, I leaned over and began to swallow the uncut mushroom head. Over the course of the next five minutes I alternated between the old fashioned suck and slurp, and then I would change mouth position and work on his entire cock by swallowing every inch. After five minutes, I could feel the encased mushroom head of his cock begin to expand and some pre cum began to ooze. As he hit the edge of no return, he pulled me up and started to aim towards the toilet... What??? I reached out and took his load onto my hand. During the course of action when he his balls were churning that baby batter, he had grabbed onto my cock and was stroking it. Seeing and feeling that hot thick white load of his on my hand caused me to begin to really pour out my own pre cum into the young man's hand. As his warm cum was pooling in my hand, I pulled his cock to be sure every drop was accounted for. I licked up some of the cum from my hand, as I also put my hand out to capture the last trail of cum beginning to coalesce in my palm. Quick, wham bam, feed me and head out....perfect. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in apartmentAtlantabarebackbiblowjobcuriousfuckgayGeorgiaLocationmarriedRantreal feelingsSexualitystraight I don’t know what the fucking deal is lately with bottoms. You want fucked? Then give me your address. I’m not on a scavenger hunt for ass. A bottom I’ve been texting with for about a week finally had his home to himself yesterday and invited me to swing by after work. I let him know I was available. He then began to dole out a little piece of information to tell me where to go then, once there, I was to text him for the next destination. It was like I was going to some sort of money drop for a ransom demand. Told him to forget it. Another bottom of late offered to be ass-up and naked at his apartment. One would drive there then text from the front gate and, then and only then, would the dumb bottom release the code to get in. Following that, you’d get the apartment building and number. Told him to forget it. Yet another local has been trying to convince me he will “meet” at the front of his community rather than at his apartment. He’ll guide me to his apartment. Told him to forget it. I don’t mind men who have the balls to tell me they’re not into me. I mean, we’re not all into each other. But I’m not on some cruel wild good chase, following text messages all over the planet. Believe me, if you want to see someone who will get spiteful, just do that to me. Where’s the balls? Related posts: Meet Me (and Possibly My Cock) and Others This fall, I want to put together a "tweet-up" -- as they're called -- where I'll meet some of Twitter followers. I... Passing 400 Blog Entries on iBLASTinside.com... Wanted to thank all the readers for helping this blog be as successful as it is... or sort of is. I've surpassed 400 entries ... He'd Always Wanted My Load When he asked to meet at the adult bookstore*— a place I'd already planned to visit that evening*— I was hopeful to get some ... More...