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Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... i had been at the Steamworks (in Chicago...my favorite bathhouse in the world) already for about 4 hours and had already had some hot times....having sucked a few cocks and gotten fucked really hard in a sling by a top with a really fat cock (more on that part of the story later)...when i found myself standing below the "cocksucking balcony" around 5pm...or "dinner time" (or cocksucking happy hour depending upon how you look at it). this wasn't the large cocksucking balcony room with all the porn playing...but rather the smaller one in the back near the fuck bench. this one is smaller and more dimly lit. i was wandering by and walked through exactly the same time as an athletic guy wearing a jockstrap was walking through on the upper balcony. i paused and faced him and he paused and stepped up until his bulging jockstrap pouch was right in my face. i pushed my face forward and pressed it into the hardening bulge...opening my mouth and licking the soft fabric of the pouch. i inhaled deeply as i pressed my face into the bulge, savoring the musky man-scent of this stranger's crotch. soon. the foreskin-covered head of a nice 8 in cock was poking out the side of the pouch and i pounced on it...licking at the sticky honey that oozed from the tip and made his skin wet with pre-cum. i still had yet to use my hands and decided to show this horny man in need of a hot mouth around his cock just how good of a cocksucker i can be...so i started to push my face further into his crotch and pushed the fabric of his jockstrap aside so that his cock sprang out and towered over my upturned face. i licked at the shaft and ran my tongue up and down his now very stiff cock and found his rather large, sperm-engorged nuts. i licked and teased his dangling nuts with my tongue...licking and kissing at them as they tightened up against his body. that was a signal to me that this horny man was close to cumming and wouldn't need a lot of stimulation for him to feed me the creamy seed load that i craved. i decided to spend a few more minutes on his nuts and so took them one-by-one into my warm suckling mouth and gave them a warm tongue bath. this elicited a deep sigh and an aggressive hip-thrust as he pushed his sensitive balls into my mouth instinctively...telling me what a good job i was doing. i finally reached my hand up, spit on it, and started stroking his foreskin covered cockhead as i suckled his nuts...eliciting another deep sigh. i felt a hand on the back of my head and savored the pleasure i was giving this complete stranger as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to tell me to get to work on his neglected cock...which i happily did. i also looked up and noticed 3 or 4 guys standing around next to the guy i was sucking...all with their hands on their cocks or on the towels over their cocks and determined they were all waiting their turn for a chance at a great blowjob. at this point i decided to "go anonymous"...and slipped a blindfold on so from now on i was only going by touch. i find by going blindfolded i reduce my visual stimulation and it heightens my other stimulation....like touch. plus it makes me feel like a dirty little cocksucker (which I am) and i love that feeling. i took his cockhead in my mouth and slid down the 5 or 6 inches until it banged on the back of my throat. i then pulled back and licked and sucked on the foreskin for a few minutes as i cradled his balls in my hand. determining it was time to lead this horny man to his climax and the release that he was needing, i pulled his foreskin back over his smooth plum-sized cockhead and really started working it over. i alternated sucking the last 4 inches of his cock...working and mouthing his fat cockhead...and trying to squeeze his cock down my throat - which i eventually accomplished and deepthroated him for a good while. it was this last technique that pushed him to the edge and he held the back of my head down on his cock and started grunting as i felt his cock spasm in my throat and his first thick volley of sperm jetted straight down my throat. i pulled back and was rewarded with a mouth full of cream, and then pulled back further and got the next pulse of cum shot in my face. it splashed off my lips and chin and i went back down to get more of the spurting cock in my mouth. 6 or 7 grunts later and i had a good portion of his load in my belly and another portion dripping from my chin onto my chest. his cock stopped spasming and i suckled it in my warm cummy mouth, savoring the moment as he held my head down on his spent cock. to be continued... More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Went to a party with a bud of mine last night. There were pretty slim pickings at this party, but luckily a guy that I've always found attractive was there. He was getting fucked by a guy with a huge (easily 10 in) cock. I slid right in and only gave him a few pumps cuz I knew I'd shoot if I kept on going. I plowed another butt for a while, but decided to unload in my bud. I went back to his ass, and pumped a few times. I asked if he wanted my load, and when he said yes, he began to squeeze my cock as I shot deep in him. It was an intensely satisfying orgasm. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I was thinking the other day and I don't really have regular, 1 on 1 sex with men, and I never really have. All my sex with men revolves around me getting as many different dicks in a row, or at the same time, as possible. In fact, if I'm really honest, the only reason I have sex with men is for the load. I never even see most of the men fucking me and when I'm sucking a dick, I rarely look up at the guy. Seconds after I have his load in my mouth or ass, I'm done, and moved on to the next guy. Sometimes I'll take another cock in my mouth before even swallowing the first guy's load. There are sometimes exceptions. Right now I'm fucking this fat, older guy semi-regularly. He's kind of gross and has left over acne scars from when he was younger, but has a nice, thick cock, and loves to do me bareback. It's like a treat for him. A hot, 30's guy comes over and just slides down on his raw pole, no questions asked. I like when he fucks me missionary and we kiss. It turns me on so much to make out with this fat, ugly guy as his load is filling me up. He's never my first choice. He's usually who I go see after I've been at the boookstores cruising for raw dick. If I can't get any, I'll cruise over as a last resort, desperate for raw cock. "Regular sex" to a guy like me is having my butt pushed up to a gloryhole and taking load after load by anonymous stranger cocks. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Last night I went to the Sunset Dunes to breed Damon Dogg. A mutual friend of ours was there manning the camera, and informed me that Damon had 4 loads of cum in his ass, Damon and I undressed and I quickly began to fuck him, plowing into him, hard, and giving that extra thrust at the end to make him really feel it. I had him moaning loudly, he and I have fucked a few times, and I never got a reaction from him like this. First I had him on all fours and we made out while the cameraman recorded us fucking. I really giving Damon all I had and I was really working up a sweat as I thrusted deeper and deeper into him, I was hearing the squish of cum from his hole, and swelling the loads of the guys who left their loads in his hole. Damon seemed in another world, not something I ever thought I could do, knowing who he has been fucked buy, I kept working his hole, flipping him over, and nailing him while he was on his stomach. Finally, I brought him on all fours where I finally let loose a burst of cum deep in his ass hole. We kissed a bit more, and our buddy told me he was impressed with our fucking. Always great seeing DamonDogg. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Of course we watch porn mostly for inspiration and partly for vicarious thrill. For those bottoms having as much sex as I do, there's very little vicarious thrill. We don't need to be vicarious. Some of the sex I've been getting is as good or even better than porn. I've been a little lucky here and there, but mostly I'm responsible for my own sex life and to make it happen. Now if I can inspire a top, at least for a short while, I'm as good as porn. I have little patience with those bottoms who are always complaining about their tops. Ya know, ya gotta be inspiring. So when I'm plowed by a daddy, fabulously fucked, as Scott O'Hara used to say, I think I deserve most of the credit. Aha! Well, that is most of the time. A couple of weeks ago I got fucked up my toxic shitter by a muscular daddy, built and bald, and it was such an efficient affair I'm calling this installment The Efficient Fuck. These fuckings are smooth, rigorous, paced, quick and effective, ergo, a nice load planted far and deep, deep, deep into my gut, my inner depths, the back room. This fucking maybe lasted all of 3 minutes but it was so nicely executed it was totally satisfactory. I've never had a live-in boyfriend kind of relationship, so I'm only guessing that this is what it should or must be like. An efficient fuck...every night or so...preferably. By a top who knows what he's doing. The bottom has to be cleaned out and ready to go at all times, and I've blogged about that already. And most important, try to be inspiring. And better than porn. Amen. More...

Click here to see College Cumslut's original blog post... First, I want to thanks everyone for all the comments and the emails. Again, while I might not respond to them all, I do read and appreciate them. I like hearing back from you guys I got a couple questions about my break up with Jockguy. It wasn't really anything blog-worthy. No huge fight or movie scene break up. We both knew things weren't right and weren't heading in a positive direction. It was amicable and, honestly, boring. He came over, we talked for about 20 minutes, and he left. I'd say we parted on friendly terms. We don't hang out a lot but it's not too weird when we do. At the same time, we haven't been alone together since the break up. The few times we've hung out it's been in a group setting with friends as buffers. So, who knows how amicable we really are lol. Since the break up, I've been slowly (for me lol) getting back out there. It's weird that even though I was in an open relationship, once it was over, I quit having sex all together. I needed a break from people and intimacy. After a month or so, I started getting back in the saddle. The first couple times it was making out with random people at parties. At one party, I made out with a really cute freshmen. He was around 5'8'', 140lbs with brown hair. We made out in a laundry room for about 30 minutes. It was pretty fun, in a high school kinda way After a couple make out sessions with some guys (and 1 girl lol), I started hooking up. It was mostly with random guys and I mostly topped. None were particularly memorable. They'd come over or I'd go to them, we'd blow each other for a couple minutes, then I'd fuck them. I don't think I was quite ready for anything emotional. I just needed (or wanted) to get laid. After about 5 of the random, no name fucks, I was craving something better. I missed being with someone and actually caring about whether they were having fun. So I decided to contact a couple guys I like enough to fuck and hang out with. Mike was the first on the list... More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in #BBBHAsianbarebackBarebackRT.comBBBHBBRTBDSMBrotherhoodCraigslistCraigslist.orgcubcumcum dumpEthnicityfan fuckingfuckgeekLas VegasmuscleNevadaNightlifepoppersporn starSexual actsStripperssubmissiveTravel DiarytwinkTypeWebsites I am seeking a cum dump for a full week. I will be in Las Vegas for a week and, like everyone else, I like my share of fun. But at some points, I’m going to be so damned busy it’s going to be impossible for me to attempt to find, procure and assure I’ve got ass to breed. That’s where My Cum Dump comes in. I need reliable ass in Las Vegas. Someone who will arrive at my hotel on a *nightly basis, suck me hard and then take my cock which ever way I want it… usually I like the bottom to sit on it a ride for a bit before lying down flat on their stomach for me to mount like a bitch and breed deep. It would be particularly nice if the cum dump in question would guide me to the more sleazy spots in Sin City (please, you know they’re there), help procure other bottoms to breed (maybe even trick a few) and follow my instruction on the number of loads they might need to have in their ass before I see them that evening (I might like a pristine ass while I might be in the mood to churn it up with 10 other loads). I want to help my cum dump get more loads. I want my cum dump to help me experience the best Las Vegas has to offer. Hit me up if you’re in Vegas and interested in becoming My Cum Dump for a week in April. Here are some requirements: Non-smoker. Generally fit, healthy, athletic or beefy. Bottom (obviously) or mostly bottom. Be in his twenties or early thirties. Reliable and not a flake. 100% Barebacker. Some other things of consideration: I have a thing for*ethnicity, especially Asian. But every race is welcome. I personally don’t use drugs but have nothing against it. Just don’t be a tweaked out fool. I do love poppers. Don’t be the jealous sort. You’ll get many loads from me, but I hope to inject a few other assholes while out there. I will be writing about you here but will respect your privacy as much as you’d prefer. If you’re seriously interested and meet the requirements, please e-mail me as soon as possible at iblastinside@gmail.com. You need to include photos of yourself (face, body), your stats and a way to get in touch. I’m completely serious about finding a bottom cum companion while in Las Vegas. Would be especially cool if it were a Bareback Brotherhood (BBBH) member. Related posts: Double It Up Washington, D.C., will always be my kind of town. Having lived there for more than a decade of my life, I still miss it t... Does Sperm Enhance Your Mood? Straight Surgeon Finds Cum Contains 'Mood Enhancers' A top surgeon was forced to resign from the American College of Surgeons after a controversial Valentine's Day editorial in w... Returning to San Francisco I'm off again on travel and back again in San Francisco. Truly by the Bay and by the Bridge. While I'm not in the Castro, you... More...

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Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... Thursday was a pretty fulfilling day for me in more ways than one. I had the honor of accompanying my best fuck bud to a memorial service for his former lover, who came down with cancer about a year ago and I swear would be alive today if he had decent insurance. (Hear that, Justice Kennedy? Yeah right.) I was there as Rob's shoulder and at his request. His ex was also black, and the small memorial was at his ex's family's house, and I was the only white person there. And they all knew I was sort of what passes for Rob's current bf. In other words, they all knew Rob is fucking me. Funny thing, though, it didn't make me feel self-conscious at all. Made me feel powerful, actually. Like I was the chosen one, which I guess I am for better or worse. But I was mainly there for Rob's sake. He took the news pretty hard the week before, and when he first unloaded on me over the phone, he confessed that all he wanted to do was fuck my brains out, right then, that he was horny as hell and needed to fuck rough, raw and relentless (my favorite tagline). So we agreed out of respect to wait till after the memorial service, and once that wrapped up Thursday around noon, it was back to Rob's place for his final "unloading." He had promised me (and himself more) that he wouldn't touch himself during the five days leading up to the service, and he swore he hadn't. So he had five days of cum built up for the service I was about to give him. We went straight to his bedroom and threw off our clothes like we were going for a swim on a hot summer day. And even though we were treated to quite a spread at the memorial service, he told me in the car to his apartment that he was still starving -- all he wanted to eat was my ass. So without even getting my lips wrapped around his cock like we usually begin, he had me on all fours -- a position I would basically stay in for the next hour or so, and a couple of hours after that, resume for Round 2. Robert is an expert ass licker and he outdid even himself for 10 or 15 minutes. He munched like there was no tomorrow. I could feel his nose in my cunt as his tongue lapped my perineum, the beginnings of that ridgeline between your crack and nutsac. Then he would dive that talented tongue straight into my hole, swirling it around and even rotating his head from side to side for even more stimulating movement on my tender flesh. The small stubble on his cheeks was having its usual effect on my ass cheeks, and at one point he gave me his trademark head butt where he shoves that sexy bald pate of his as hard as he can against my crack and twists it back and forth, further driving me wild to the point where I'm slamming my palm flat on the floor like I was crying uncle but instead moaning with pleasure like a white bitch. When he had eaten his full -- in other words, when my fuck hole was oozing his spit -- he straightened up while still on his knees and slapped his cock on my ass, then slid the head up and down the crack. He doesn't usually emit any pre until I suck him forever, so if he had any precum that day it was being added to the spit for the only lube I was getting that day. (Round 2 would rely on the ejaculate of Round 1.) It was showtime. I braced myself with my hands flat against the floor and raised my ass up high the way he loves it, then Robert softly whispered words I rarely if ever hear from him, and I had to close my eyes and stifle the lump in my throat as I grunted the universal male acknowledgment: "Unnnghh." "You know I love you bro," Rob had said. After my guttural response, and squelching any sign of emotion, I told him "Yeah, I know." Then I added: "Now fuck me like you mean it. And you know how I mean it." That helmeted crown was punching itself like a fist inside my cunt less than a second later and the fuck of a lifetime was under way. That first slam left dent marks in my skin from the brillo pad blacks call a bush and what I call heaven when pressed firmly against my tailbone. His cum-heavy balls slapped my sloppy perineum. My eyes bulged, my grunts turned to "Oh God" and my biceps started bursting as Rob's pent-up emotions poured from every muscle of his body through his cock and straight up my gut. I've never taken a beating like that. It was almost a sexual assault. Rape with love. And I was loving it. But it was not to last, we are only human after all. Rob came within 10 minutes of this nonstop thrusting, perhaps a record for him. Surprisingly it wasn't a volcano of cum. At least I don't think so. It shot all inside as he held his pelvis flush against my buttocks, and his whole body spasmed as he shook the last ropes out. He stayed inside of me as he leaned over and kissed my sweaty back, then he proceeded to start going in and out all over again, only at a more measured, normal pace, one that I kept pace with, meeting his thrusts with my ass each and every time for maximum impact and full penetration, the kind where I feel his head practically banging my stomach. This time, he lasted for quite a while, never getting soft from beginning to end of Session 1 which lasted a little over an hour all together. It was that second load that flooded my chute and wouldn't stop oozing down my leg. It was so fucking deep inside of me, it was going to take forever, and believe it or not I was scheduled to work that night. (I'm a sportswriter, and was on the sked to do "deskwork" that night.) So I called in sick, lying to my boss over the phone as I could feel Rob trickling out of me. With the decks cleared, I knew I was getting another round later, but first, we both climbed into bed and had one of those talks that guys rarely get to have if ever. I won't go into the details, but Rob let me know how much it meant to have someone he could cry to when faced with a great personal loss. (When he first told me about his former lover the week before, it was the first time I'd ever heard him cry.) We dozed off and slept for almost two hours, then after cleaning up a little we went at it again, me on all fours again, but on the bed this time. As I drove home that night, I knew it was a good call not to be at work. My pants were wet from leakage, my car seat thank God was still dry, but I could only imagine the situation I would've been in at work had I been seen walking around with cum oozing through my pants. Ah, the things we do for love. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I think of myself as a lot of things and have been called as lot 0f things by strange men as they're pumping into my mouth or ass. I've been called a faggot, a pig, a sperm bank, a cumslut, a slut, a bitch, pussy boy, you name it and I've been called it. It's true that I am all of those things, but most of all, I'm a dirty, filthy, public cumdump whore, but what does it mean to be a public cumdump whore? Well, it means that my purpose in life is to use my holes to milk cum out of men's cocks. My job in life is to offer my body and holes to any man that wants them. I am here to let any man fuck me and cum inside me. I've taken loads up my butt by all types of men, young, old, trolls, truckers, teachers, homeless, drug addicts, guys, straights, bi-s, teachers, fathers, construction workers but to be honest, I've never even seen most of the men that have cum inside me. As a public cumdump, I frequently visit my local gloryholes and usually just put my lubed ass up against the gloryhole and take whatever cums my way. Basically any man that enters the adjacent booth has full access to my puckered hole and is free to do whatever he wants. Sometimes I go into porn theaters and just bend over the back row of couches and close my eyes letting any man that wants to fuck, free use of my holes. One of my favorite things to do is host pump'n'dumps. I'll post on the internet advertising that I'm face down, ass up in a dark room somewhere and invite the entire internet to come fuck and seed me. I'll randomly send my address to complete strangers and just wait for them with my eyes closed. Men walk into my house, shove their raw cocks inside me, dump their loads, and leave, all within the time span of a few minutes. Countless horny men have watched me get fucked and seeded by strange men in dark places. As a public cumdump, I have a strict NO CONDOMS ALLOWED policy. A cumdump never uses condoms and always takes the load, no matter what. I never refuse a load. I consider it a gift. In fact, the only reason I have sex with men is to get the load. It's all I care about. I can't have regular 1 on 1 sex anymore, I need multiple cocks and multiple loads in a row. After I take that first load, either down my throat or up my ass I lose all control and the only thing I care about is getting more cum. I don't even get turned on anymore unless I've got some stranger's raw dick inside me. I know that being a bareback cumdump is my calling in life because of the way my body reacts. I normally cum multiple times while taking loads, usually without even touching my cock. Just the act of an anonymous stranger filling my ass with cum is enough to make my cock erupt. I can't deny the way it makes me feel. I think about cum and dicks constantly. I stopped keeping track of the cocks I've had long ago. It was impossible to keep up. I only write about a fraction of my experiences, otherwise I'd be writing all day long. All too often I will spend the entire day trying to get cock. I couldn't care less about the guy, in fact, guys don't turn me on, cocks turn me on. I've had thousands and thousands of dicks and it's never enough. I've been in porn booths and adult theaters literally surrounded by dicks and it's still not enough. It's never enough. I'm addicted to cocks. I have the most depraved fantasies. I dream about my father pimping out my ass and video taping it. I want to be blindfolded in a hotel while my birth father arranges and orchestrates a no load refused pump'n'dump. I want to show him what a good boy I am by taking all the stranger's loads. After all the men have cum and go, I picture my Dad mounting me in missionary, entering my sloppy butthole with all the stranger cum sloshing around inside me. I dream of him kissing me deeply and telling me I'm his slut and that he loves me. Sometimes when my butt's backed up against a gloryhole I fantasize that my father is on the other side and unknowingly fucks his son and breeds him. I'm a cumdump and will take dick almost anywhere. If it makes me hard when I'm jerking off, I assume it's what I should be doing, so I go out and make it a reality. Here are just a few of the hottest scenes I've put myself in. I'm constantly fulfilling my fantasies: Anonymous pump'n'dumps at my house. I'll post ads all over the internet announcing that my hole is open for breeding and just give strangers my address. Dress in woman's lingerie, go to the gloryholes and service cocks with my door wide open Lay on my stomach with my door open at bath house letting any man cum in me and fuck me Waiting in cruisy restroom bent over the toilet, letting every man fuck me and never looking back Getting naked and blindfolding myself in the back row of a porn theater bent over the couch. Getting barebacked by strangers underneath a stall in a public restroom I love cum so much that if I find used condoms at park, restrooms, bookstores, etc. I will almost always drink the cum out of them. Sometimes I'll try to push them into my ass if I don't already have loads up there. I go to the dirtiest places I can find for public sex. I'm addicted to porn stores and cruisy restrooms. I've been fucked in hotels, motels, restrooms, parks, cars, porn booths, alleys, porn theaters, bent over public toilets. The idea that most men that have fucked me were fucking me with loads already in me drives me crazy. I love putting myself in their shoes and their head, wondering what they're thinking about me. Wondering what they think when they put a finger in me and are greeted with asshole full of sperm? Here are some things I'd like to do soon: Get gangbanged in a sling Have someone pimp me out by charging strangers a few bucks to dump their load in me. Make a gloryhole bareback video Get gangbanged by a group of blacks Take a frozen cum pop up my hole Want to help me make some of that a reality? Message me. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousArabAsianbarebackBarebackRT.comBay BridgeBBRTblowjobCaliforniaCastrocheatingCraigslistCraigslist.orgcumEthnicityfan fuckingfuckgayhotelLatinoLocationmuscleNorthern CaliforniaOaklandpoppersSan FranciscoSan JosesecretSexualitySilicon ValleyTravel DiaryTypeWebsites As I continue my visits in the San Francisco Bay Area, I’ve been attempting to get closer to the Castro as much as possible in order to attract a larger crowd. This time, I stayed just across the Bay Bridge in Emeryville. But I might as well had stayed in the Silicon Valley as the bottoms insisted I proved to be much too far for them to venture forth from the city itself. I’m beginning to comprehend the mentality that the Bay is a great divide and few dare cross it. It’s similar to Atlanta and the Interstate loop around the city proper known as the Perimeter or I-285. People here refer to life “ITP” or “OTP” as in, “inside the Perimeter” and “outside the Perimeter.” Those inside dare not step outside for fear the air isn’t breathable. Many outside won’t go in for fear of rape, shootings or worst of all, paying for parking. During my stay I fucked and bred three holes*— a Latin, an Arab and a half-Asian. One crossed the divide for me (thanks), I crossed for one and the other happened to be on my side of the Bay. Arab Ass Arab ass is hot. Not metaphorically. I mean it’s temperature hotter than normal ass. I’m sure somewhere along the way I’ve fucked some Arab ass, but I just can’t access that index file at the moment. He was a late-night stop-by and I figured, what-the-fuck, here’s something new, I’ll try it. He wasn’t hideous but I’ll be damned if he wasn’t all that. He made up for it with enthusiasm, even licking my ass that I’d not exactly prepped for rimming (yet he lapped it up with gusto). Let’s just say I was just there to breed him. He kept begging me to hold off so we could play some more but I didn’t. I injected hot sperm into his steamy ass. Gotta had in to the Arab, he licked me clean, put on his clothes and said, “I go now.” He slipped out into the night. Half-Asian On my way to the airport, I stopped by his place. His photos on BarebackRT.com were hot, hot, hot. The photos were accurate but the attitude went a little more prissy than I’d hoped. We got down to business and his skills were okay as long as I pinched his nipples*— damned bossy bottoms. Perform and I reward. Don’t expect me to reward so you’ll perform. Anyway, this ass had been well-used many times and once I got into it, he opened up like a Morning Glory Bloom at dawn, making it impossible for me to cum. So I stopped being polite and started getting real, pushing him down to his stomach so I could fuck him like I meant it. He protested and resisted, but I finally got him where I needed. I went into top mode and lost how long it took, but I had to go harder and deeper to get my cockhead somewhere in his ass where it felt a little tightness. He just grunted. I finally buried it and pumped out a few squirts. Latin I save the best for last. Short and looking like a Marine, he stepped inside. When he kissed me, his mouth opened and he started with the tongue, from top to bottom. Sloppy. And sexy. Great chest with just a little hair. Hardcore angular face. And the fucking started almost immediately after I got hard. When he rode me, I got him close to the edge fast and we had to slow down. Didn’t matter much. When I had him on his back, I fucked his ass hard and he grabbed his cock. Two jerks and thick, milky cum flew out. He endured me fucking a little longer, beginning for my load and I let him have it. Obviously, his thick cock was a top cock and this was a top fulfilling an itch that came along on occasion. But he let me finish off, which I appreciate. Related posts: Countdown to Launch... A New Career for Mark Time to try something new. The fact that no company is ready to hire in this economy means I've shit out of luck. Now out of ... Straight Men Are Pigs...And Really Easy I've had my Android cell phone (and its associated number) for almost 18 months but I'll still get text messages for "Ma... Another Cherry Pop I'm not usually this lucky.But I've been horny. My hospital stay caused a backlog of cum that's built up, needing release... More...

Click here to see original post on Smooth Butt For Mature Tops... just back from a business trip to the Windy City and had some really hot times that i need to share. highlights included: - getting up in a sling and fucked for an extended session by a really thick cock...he really opened up my hole before he dumped his 4-day nutt deep in me - standing and serving the "dinner line"...sucking 7 loads down my throat around happy hour...all within about 30 minutes - hooking up with my "wet dream"...a tall stud of a young black man that fucked me good and let me serve his cock until he nutted down my throay - getting gang-fucked by a line of guys b;ind-folded and riding a sling straddling it face-down and with my ass spread open and pushed out for their use i hope to blog about these adventures in detail soon... More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... There were two reasons I went to SF on this random weekend in the first place, one was to see how I felt about SF on a non event(SF Pride, Dore, Folsom) weekend, and the other, was to spend some time with Jake Wetmore. I had just finished with a massage client, and I got a text from Jake asking if the 'coast was clear" he knew I was working. I told him that I was, the lights were off and I was in a leather army camo jockstrap. He came in, and mentioned what i wonderful sight it was. He began to eat my hole, he flipped me over and we made out. He nailed me, ramming his tattooed dick into my hole as hard as he could, I was on my back, looking up at him as he worked my ass. I was begging for him to breed me, he smiled at me as he rammed my hole. Not a gentle guy at all. Soon, he filled my hole with cum, he went to freshen up. I then took my turn on his ass, which is bigger and firmer from his gym workouts, I enjoyed watching my dick go in and out of his muscled and furry ass. I fired off a load into him. and we lay there kissing, I was hard again and he grabbed my dick, chuckled and said, "Youth" i was in his ass again, as plowed him on the side of the bed, grabbing his hard and muscled ass and soon firing off another load. We went out for a bite, then came back to the motel, he turned me on my back and ate my cum filled ass before fucking me again, just as hard as the last time, before filled me with another load, and we fell asleep. The morning, before even fully waking up, I was in his muscled ass again, feeling the loads from before and firing off a third load in his hole. He then flipped me over, and slam fucked me, filling me with a third load. 3 loads each in less than 24 hours, that we carried around all day. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here His Scruff picture looked very masculine. For the record, he viewed me but said nothing. I ended up reaching out to him. 5'11", 175lb, short trimmed beard and looking like he would lack hair under the cap worn in the picture. Pictures are deceiving. There are ways to interpret them, or we build our own back story on the man we see, that we converse with, that we temporarily want. I am 100% guilty of this. This was no exception. There was back and forth with vague messages coming from him. He was from out of town at a nearby hotel and leaving the next day - I had nothing to lose. I IM'd him a picture of me sucking a cock. No way NOT to get the point, right? He got the point. There was more back and forth on timing, which I feared wouldn't work - and it didn't until the next morning. He was slow to respond to messages but more than insinuated he needed his dick in my mouth. And since he had given me his hotel and room number the night before I took a chance and headed his way (one fucking mile!) and hopes he'd return my message before I got to his door. He did not. But I knocked anyways. Again, I had nothing to lose. Certainly not pride! The guy answered and let me in. I guess he read his texts? I don't care - he let me in. But that's when reality smashes into "fantasy". I don't totally mean to disparage, but............ His wrists had too many gold chain bracelets on them. The same wrists were too limp. And too many esses fell out of his mouth. And if he was 5'11", I'm 6'9". I'm guessing he was 5'8" - tops. The height didn't matter to me, because the idea was for me to be shorter than he'd ever be. That's always the case when one is on their knees, which is where I went. At first the cock was unremarkable, but we have all been in that situation - well the cocksuckers and bottoms in this bunch - that what you see isn't always what you get. The guy did grow to a good almost 8" - thin shaft, but still 8". He stood for a bit as I took him all the way down. Naturally. It's what I do. I worked on him until he was at full mast. At that point he sat on the edge of the bed and I continued to work on him. At this point, after being let in, not a word had been said. Not a sound made that wasn't saliva mixed with lips and skin. Only at some point did he stand back up and say the only words uttered in that room until the act was over: "let's move over to that chair". um.....sure. He sat. I went back to kneeling. This dick pointed straight up and I went straight down. My lips played with him, my tongue danced, my suction varied - all in attempts to know what I was doing right or wrong by his actions, words or noises. None of that was to come. But his cock was hard, so I was doing something correctly. I must have worked on it with my mouth another 7-10 minutes. Any experienced cocksucker normally can tell the approach of orgasm - even with a silent guy. I'd lump myself into that category, as this wasn't my first cock...........of the week. I got none of that from him. Not even the additional last minute hardening of his shaft. I suppose if I were playing with his nuts I might have felt them tighten. But I didn't and I didn't. At first I thought he started to pre-cum and that may have been the case. Then more. Then more. But then my mouth flooded. Subtle pulses that spewed semen into my mouth. There was a lot of it. And it fucking tasted good. And he never made a sound or a move. I swallowed. Naturally. I tried to get out of there with no small-talk. He tried, but it became more of a one-sided conversation. I don't think anyone thanked anyone. Not my norm, but I wanted to go. I got a nice dick and a nice load from someone who wasn't as masculine as I would have liked or perceived. Time to go! I got to the elevator and a masculine balding man in glasses was there in jeans and a button down. With nothing to lose, I eyed him up and down - without subtlety. Both hands were in his front pockets and I was hoping he'd start playing a little pocket pool - but the doors opened up and there were people inside. He seemed hot, but maybe that was my perception. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here Yesterday I had my latest follow-up interview for the movie I agreed to do - "Service". This time is was done with technology - Skype. It didn't suck - no pun intended. The filmmaker and I have a good rapport at this point. I have mentioned he was one of the earliest readers of my blog and we connected maybe seven years ago. The filming of this was quite different than the in-person experience. The first one was getting used to a camera, waiting for sound and the constant checks for highs and lows. Also camera battery packs and back-up for filming in about 17 minute increments. Don't get me wrong, it was an interesting process, but I didn't have a trailer to go to while I awaited the director to summon me. Such is the life of an ingenue as opposed to the mega-star. I'm sure that will all change. Doing this on Skype was maybe not more relaxed, but a different feel. While both sessions were questions, it seemed more like a conversation between two friends. I have no idea how I came across at either session, but I was told the first one went well by those who have seen clips. I guess I'll wait to till the big premiere where I put my hands and feet in cement in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater. Save the date. I will be interested to see where this all goes. Less you think it's all about sex sex sex - you might be disappointed. This isn't a porn. It's not quite a documentary either - at least I don't think. Last time we did talk a lot about sex - my sex life. This time it stuck more to my blog, and blog in general. What I write, why I write and how. While not comparing myself to other bloggers, we did talk trends that I see in the sex blog community. I won't go into detail - I mean, I'll want you to see the movie when it's released. And who knows what will make the cut when it's all done. He can't use it all.........I don't think. I have no idea how many more sessions we'll do, but I am thinking at least a few more - one attempted for a week or so from now. No idea what the topic(s) will be and I just assume not know. I don't want my interaction to be canned, nor do I think does he. Editing will be key in this, I'm guessing. I have all the confidence in what Christian is doing. I'll continue to give vague updates as we move along. We are a year in (or abouts) since conception and a few interviews down. Keep the faith. More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I did another anonymous pump'n'dump the other day and got multiple stranger loads up my ass and never saw any of them. I just laid there and let strangers cum into my house and dump raw loads inside my butt. Here's the first ad: Looking for multiple tops! I'm looking for a few tops to take turns pounding my ass tonight. I'm in [xxxx] and hosting. I'm 6', 145lbs, blnd/blue, 6.5"cut, smooth, total bottom slut. I love being used and humiliated by a group of men who know how to treat this slut. The more the better. YOU: Be decent looking and have a hard dick, that's all I require. You must be a total top and ok with fucking me while other guys are fucking me. Be d/d free and HIV- please. Send pics for time and address. At this point I was really looking for a gangbang, for multiple tops to come over at once and take turns pounding out my fucking holes. As usual, for CraigsList, I got about 6 guys that said they'd cum over but only two came, but not at the same time. One hot military guy and another hispanic guy. They each dumped raw loads in me and left. After getting two loads in me I was so horny and desperate for loads, i put up another ad on CraigsList, practically begging for more dick and loads. Door's UNLOCKED! Second guy of the evening just left. My door is unlocked, i'm in the dark bedroom, face down-ass up! SERIOUS and FOR NOW ONLY. Send pic and cell # if serious and i'll send you my address. NO endless emails. I mean, if that doesn't get the point across, nothing will. Here I am, a young, desperate, fag posting public advertisements on the internet inviting strangers into my house to use my ass hole like a public cock milking device. Every guy that emailed me with a cell phone number got an immediate reply with directions to my house and instructions. Here's the email I sent them: [full address] Cross streets are [cross streets] Just come through the garage door into the house and walk straight back to the bedroom where i'll either be waiting solo with my cumdumpster butt in the air or pleasing other men. NO CONDOMS ALLOWED. I do have lube, but at this point you won't need it as I already have a few loads up my sloppy ass Please be discrete. Park in the driveway if there are no other cars there. This was Friday night so the emails just kept cumming in and I kept replying with my address. There was a steady stream of cocks invading my body and every load I took made me hornier and hornier for more dicks and cum. I love having strangers fuck me when I can't see them. It's such a rush that the only thing I know about them is how their dick feels inside me and how they fuck me. Some men fuck me hard, deep, and aggressively, some men fuck me normally, and some guys fuck slow and methodically. It's the only thing I know about them yet their raw, unprotected dicks are slamming inside me, shooting their loads into my hole, mixing their semen with that of other strangers who were there before them. I didn't even ask for cock pics this time. I took ALL LOADS, no exception. I love serving as a public sperm bank knowing that perhaps my neighbor, friends, or even family was mounted up behind me just taking my ass. I have no clue if the guys were fat, ugly, old, poz, or anything, nor do I care. I love the sound as the stranger enters my house, walks down the hallway, then I hear his belt unbuckle, his clothes hit the floor, I hear him climb onto the bed, I feel his hands on me, then the tip of his cock at the entrance to my hole, then the warmth of his hard cock entering me. I just close my eyes and press back, taking the length of their cocks deep inside me. I never looked back at any man breeding me, I just let him dump his load and leave. I stayed like this for hours and actually have no idea how many guys bred me, I lost track at 8. I know it's somewhere between 11-13, but I can't be certain. I love pretending I'm the guy entering my bedroom and seeing me, face down, ass up, ass hole swollen and dripping sperm, hands spreading my hole as wide as possible. Men know that there is nothing more in life that I want or need more than their raw dicks up inside me. I love knowing that these horny fuckers don't even care what I look like, who I am, where I come from. At that moment it's all about their cock and breeding my ass hole. All I am is a sloppy hole for these guys and I love that. These guys don't give a shit about me, all they want to do is pound my sloppy pussy hole until they get off and leave, leaving me horny, in a bit of pain, and dripping with their seed. I love being a whore. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here In a perfect cocksucking world - arrangement for giving head (or getting, depending on what side of that card you're one) should take less than 5 emails - 3 is best. It can almost never be done in two. It just can't. Three is the ultimate - introduction, one exchange of info the other way, confirmation. Done. Happened the other day, so I know it is possible. It's not probable, as these guys like to do their foreplay with their hands on home-row, but really, get on with it or keep moving. The CL ad said he was 37, married, 7" and needing to nut - no reciprocation. Um....ok. He was in the area and at a meeting, he gave a time in his response email, the confirmation was in my hands - and it was a done deal. All he had to do was actually show up. He did. No pictures were exchanged, or even asked for. That is either someone who is really confident, really horny or both. He might even be very good looking, but those guys usually want to show off a little. But I never offered my pic either - he was looking for a mouth, not a date. I was a mouth. He showed up on time, was true to his description, if not a little plain, but he's a suburban dad - I wasn't expecting perfection. We went right to business, no formality and to his credit, no hemming or hawing. There was no embarrassment on his part or pretending he was shy about being where he was. He was a man with needs and dropped his pants to get them. 7"c with a curve to his left. I swallowed whole. He was quiet - nary a moan escaped his lips. I get that, but I like a guy who makes noise - one how groans. One who swears. One who name-calls. And while he was doing me a favor, in reality it was I who was there for him. My likes or needs were secondary. He let me do my work. I'd take him to the root, I'd tease the head, I'd lick the shaft, I'd play with his sac. I worked on that rod for a respectable amount of time, but knew I could take him sooner, or later - as I know how to read a guy and his pending ejaculation signs. I was ready for the load - I took it. I took it all. No moan, nor verbal anything while shooting. I hoped I made him feel good, but other than him cumming, I wasn't sure. The load was voluminous but had little to no flavor. No biggie. I did what I had to do. I did what he needed. When done, he thanked me. I thanked him. He asked if I could be his regular cocksucker. I said 'sure'. We'll see if that happens. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousbarebackBarebackRT.comBay BridgeBBRTCaliforniacumExhibitionistfan fuckingfuckMassageNorthern CaliforniaOaklandSan FranciscoSexual actsTravel DiaryWebsites Imagine my surprise this morning as I woke up to check on things online and notice I had 72 messages awaiting me at BarebackRT.com. A shock! I know I’m near San Francisco, but still I’d never expected so many messages. But as the gray mists lifted thanks to the Diet Coke, I noticed something else: For the first time ever (or that I’ve ever noticed), I made the “Today’s Most Viewed Profiles.” Well, that explains it. Still, I hope to get a little ass out of it. Actually, yesterday’s travel across country was pretty brutal and I needed some massage therapist work something fierce. And with the time difference, I was knackered by the time I got a decent, serious volunteer to at least massage my cock with his ass muscles. Tonight should be different. P.S. Yes, I know I made the fatal mistake of being on the other side of the Bay Bridge. But I thought for sure being closer to San Francisco would make you Bossy Bay Bottoms happy. Doesn’t seem to be working. Related posts: Five Minutes to Spare A while back (when I had a job), I was on a business trip. One of those trips where everything turned out to be back-to-back-... Coming Soon... Getting Old Another birthday approaches and this old bull gets a little older. The awkward prime number 43 goes away and I earn 44. It's ... 2011: Bareback Brotherhood & Other Raw Revolutions How to quantify 2011? For me personally, I find it a reprehensible year, kicked off by being fired for being gay and spending... More...

Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... It's been a while since I've been, for all intents and purposes, in a committed relationship, but I guess that's what I've gotten myself into these past many months with my fuck bud Robert. I long ago stopped writing up every fuck we have and have pretty much ended any and all one-nighters and side trips to things like the Black Party. (Shit, I even totally forgot about it this year, and had more than a few longing twitches down below when I was suddenly reminded of it when I went online Saturday night.) I've been having a blast with Rob, don't get me wrong. This power top black king knows how to make me squirm with delight with his 8 and a half inch phattie -- in my throat or in my cunt -- "rough, raw and relentless" as my tagline on Xtube proclaims. But with this commitment to another human being comes investment, and it's been cashed in for full value these past couple of days. You see, someone very, very close to Rob died late last week, and I was the guy who had to pick him up, give him a hug over the phone, head to his place with some food, let him talk about it with me in between his tears, and otherwise be there for him while he dealt with the rest of his family and the family of the deceased. I didn't know what to do other than to talk with him. Our usual activity was out of the question, though Rob himself confessed to me when he first told me the news on the phone that all he wanted to do was rape my hole, that somehow that would make him feel better. I know it would've ... hell, it would have made him feel ALIVE. Something I think we all need to feel when something like this happens. We both got turned on by the thought for about 5 seconds, then thought better of it. Out of respect for his friend, that would not do. So I've been practicing my best bedside manner with him, not my usual bottom-bunk maneuvers, and it occurred to me how much like a relationship this has really become. Don't worry, he and I vowed after those lustful 5 seconds to make up for lost time like the two horny bastards we are. I will be curious to see if Robert can keep his hands off himself and give me several days worth of steaming hot seed once this is behind him. I'll not let a drop go to waste. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... A black guy in his mid forties hit me up on SCRUFF saturday morning, asking me if I wanted to get together, I said yeah and gave him my hotel and room number, he was over in 15 minutes. He came over and as he undressed, I knew I would have to get in his huge bubbled ass. We were making out and undressed, writhing on the bed. Soon I raised his legs and was tongue fucking his meaty, muscled, bubbled ass. I shoved mt raw dick in his ass, so fucking wet and warm, his solid ass cheeks gripping onto my dick, I pounded him hard. "Man, its been a while since I've been fucked. Most guys want me to top 'em." "I was all about your big ass before you even took your jeans off. When I come to SF, know that you are getting fucked!!!" "I like that man, I could use that." I kept fucking his hole, "Damn, you should move here and be my boy. Fuck that's some good dick!" I held onto his big booty and kept plowing him, his hole began to spasm and he shot all over the bed. I flipped him over and onto his cumload and fucked him some more, nailing his amazing ass, feeling it get wet inside, and kissing im as I fucked his butt. His dick was leaking precum, and was still hard, and as I pounded him, he spasmed as another load shot from his dick and another orgasm rocked his body. We calmed from our fucking, and i was okay with not blowing my load. As i was saving my loads for someone. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here I didn't think that I would ever realize this fantasy, and sadly, an opportunity was lost because of geography...and timing, and all I can say is 'Goddamn it.' I was traveling on business, but as I usually do, I checked in on Barebackrt to find out what's going on in the Bareback World. My curiosity is hardly idle, but sometimes things simply can't happen. Then...I got 'pinged' by a transgendered visitor staying in a very classy downtown San Francisco hotel...she was horny, she was hard, and she was leaving town later that day, and she needed to get off, preferably in a white sluthole. Gentlemen, there is a God and He obviously believes that bareback bottoms deserve a break. But God,on principle, doesn't make things easy: He put me in Sacramento the day Miss TG mailed me wanting to hook up and plow my ass. Nothing would make me happier than to be under a black transgendered top with her dick up my ass while I nibbled on her tits. Well, all is not lost, as we did connect, and traded numbers and maybe we can make it happen when I'm in New York later this year. Until then, this remains a dream unfulfilled. More...

Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... Blogs come and go. It's the times we live in. So when I've got time to cruise around, I love it when I find one that has my cock popping out of my pants and I have to squirt from what I've just read... I added a couple of new blogs to my "favorites" list off to the side here... One by a male escort (fuck worker) who bangs raw unless he's paid to suit up, the other from a pig bottom (smooth butt) who loves getting banged by older dudes. Both blogs got me off this weekend. Enjoy. p.s. got a hot one you follow? share it with me, bro. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here Last year while having a cocktail in a favorite Castro bar, I started chatting with a hot latino guy. He expressed a huge desire to have me on his cock, but the timing never really worked. At the time I was working near Union Square and he was closer to our ball park. He works at a motorcycle shop and today he hit me up on a furry cruising app. He was horny and wanted my mouth, so we agreed on the time and he headed over to my office location. I had told him about a perfect bathroom that we could use for him to feed me his load. When I walked outside, he was coming up the block with helmet in hand - he had ridden over. Not wanting to waste any time we headed to the bathroom. As soon as I had shut the door, he was already undoing his pants and giving me a view of his dark uncut meat. Not wasting a second, I pulled out my Flip video and got down on my knees. He was not fully hard, but within seconds of my lips tasting his foreskin, he was growing hard and filling my mouth. I cupped his balls with one hand and started to deep throat him. He seemed to enjoy it and after letting me have my way, he took over and started to shove his cock further down my throat. His skull fucking me was hot, and I let him just piston fuck my mouth. After some of that hot deep throat action I took a quick a breath and used my fist on his shaft...then it was back to swallowing his cock down to the balls. He let me have every inch, and a couple of times I felt his hand on my head and he would shove his cock further and harder down my throat. I let my throat open up,and he just used it as his fuck toy. Soon, the head of his cock was straining the foreskin and I knew it was not going to be long before he blew his hot cum for me. I used my mouth, and fist to work every inch until he was ready. He took over jacking and then it started to erupt... Not being sure where it would fly, I just let him aim for my face. The first two spurts shot over my glasses and coated the lens. More cum came bursting out of his cock and I could feel it hitting my face while the first shot began to slowly slide towards my mouth. Naturally, I had to lean back in and milk the last drop out and slide my tongue under the foreskin to make sure it was nice and clean. After he had drained his balls, we shut off the camera and I stood up. Turning towards the mirror, I could see the rivulets of cum beginning to head towards my beard, and the shiny cum already there... HOT. After he was back at work, I got a text that said he thought my face looked hot all covered in cum...and he jerked off again. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Posted in AnonymousAsianbarebackBarebackRT.comBBRTblowjobBostonCaucasianCraigslistcumEthnicityfan fuckingfuckgayMassachusettsmuscleNortheastpoppersRantSexual actsSexualityTravel DiarytwinkWebsitesWhite Boston happened last but I’m giving it to you first. I do try to let folks know when and where I’m going, especially through here and my profile on BarebackRT.com, as I did when I notified everyone of a Northeast tour including a stop in Boston. As per usual, I get a lot of interest*— some from the usual crowd of people who have no idea about this blog and others who do. Two men served to provide me with bountiful interest upon my travel to the city with one promising a great deal. And, as usual, I found the dates postponed. A small rant: Why it it after all the bullshit is out of the way and you’re about to hook does the guy ask, “So how long are you in town?” When you answer, your first night in town is never good for them and, well, they*inevitably put it off until just before you’re off to the airport. Fuck that. Anyway, the older muscle guy bailed and the younger twink never seriously committed so I kept cruising for a real bottom. I lucked out on BarebackRT.com with an Asian. Now anyone who’s read me knows of my affinity for Asians*— fuck, I’m an equal opportunity fucker. But he was a little older, a little rounder but very willing. I was getting pretty pissed off at Beantown as most of the men there just didn’t really seem willing or acted really sketchy. Not at all what I expected when he showed up, a very cute man showed up at my door. Short and, as much as it’s very stereotypical of me, quite*Buddha-ish. We got down to business. He sucked well enough but it proved to be his skill of sitting on my cock. His stubby legs would lower himself on my cock and ride it for all it’s worth. I put him on his back — his favorite position*— with his feet on my chest. I could watch my hard white cock slide in and out of his smooth hole. With leverage from his feet and his compact body, it was easy to fuck and bring myself closer to the edge. I snorted some poppers and asked him if he wanted my load. He begged for it. And as always, it pushed me over the edge. I pushed my cock inside him deep and unloaded, staring at his deep brown eyes. After a moment, I rolled off. In the after fuck glow as I regained my breath, he admitted he really liked my blog. I’d thought, up to that moment, it was just another hook up. But the little fucker knew my affinity for Asians and had stalked me online hoping to get my load. He’d succeeded. For all the muscle men and twinks, for all the cum-hungry bottoms and bareback virgins who fantasize for their first, for all the flakes and flirts, it was my Boston Buddha who got my load. And man did he deserve it. Related posts: The Fucking Point I appreciate the correspondence -- messages, comments, etc. Some people have asked what brought me to this point where fuckin... I Explain How Gloryholes Work on Free Distorted View Daily I'm being touted as a "glory hole expert" on the Distorted View podcast (as explained in an earlier entry). A free,... 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 College Cumslut's original blog post... Jockguy and I are no more. After everything that happened, things changed. We both tried our best and hardest to work it out. But after about a month, we both realized that, at least for now, we need to be apart. I'm sorry for the lack of updates but writing about it was the last thing I wanted to do! I am back though! I got back in the dating/hook up game in the last 4 or 5 weeks. I'm not quite as slutty as I was when I started this blog but I'm definitely not celibate For those of you that still read/care, I'll be posting updates on some of the new trysts shortly. In the mean time, I just wanted to thank everyone for the good thoughts after the last post. I appreciated the comments a lot. I don't know if I've mentioned this but I really enjoy reading comments and emails. I might not always be able to respond but I DO read them! So feel free to comment below or email Thanks again, Jack More...