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To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here It was to be a Treasure Island Media party and to take place in their corporate offices on 9th Street, which actually was part of the world of this year's Folsom Street Fair; I don't think it always was but it was now. For those of you who have never attended Folsom: it's a big street fair celebrating alternative lifestyles and fetishes (leather is only the beginning) which now seems to be dominated by spanking, whipping, flogging...I've never seen so much of it in one place. But I digress...Folsom Street Fair used to be limited to a couple of blocks of Folsom, which runs parallel to main drag Market St., which is three blocks north. But now the cops have blocked off three or four blocks of Folsom - they are the long blocks of a semi-industrial neighborhood - and the side streets also, which happen to carry a lot of crosstown traffic. You don't want to drive south of Market on the day of Folsom. So, although the TIM event was free, I had to pay to get to it, since 9th St. was also blocked off. More space was added to accommodate the crowds, I think, as the number of exhibitors seems to have increased only slightly; there are lots of food & drink booths, 2 stages for live entertainment and a separate dance area. When I got to TIM...there was a line to get in (!) as they had to monitor the entries because of the fire code. I was completely cleaned out and envisioned a sex party atmosphere, like what I saw at the Kok Bar. You never know with TIM, like I've said before. You should be ready for anything. Well, it wasn't exactly a sex party. Brad McGuire was fucking his partner James Roscoe (the poz half of the inter-status relationship) on a conference table...it was a show for all of us. There was some sucking among the audience but it was pretty minor...I did see Paul Stag, the aggressively butch porn top (I've enjoyed his fucking Ian Jay and Damien Silver) was there - getting sucked off? I can't remember - but I know he was escorting in town all weekend because I saw his posting on barebackrt...I buddylisted him but don't know what I'll do with that. I did recognize another top, a very hairy stocky shortish guy with glasses who's fucked me twice -once with a condom at a fisting party, and another time, bareback at a Cockpit party, the time it was at the old sex venue on Harrison Street, one of the fucks of a lifetime, did I mention his big dick ? He has a big dick, and today he was completely naked, and seemed to be with someone, so I didn't pursue it. So there was no orgy like the one at the old Rawhide Bar a few years back. It must have been spontaneous then from what I remember, how it happened. I hadn't cleaned out and therefore could not play, and anyway I had made another date...for dinner at Fisherman's Wharf, so it was a missed connection, and I'll never let that happen again. Anyway, TIM has been banned (probably permanently) from the Folsom Fair official exhibitors, probably because of the infamous Dawson's Tent, which Paul Morris captured on video...at least, 2 of the fucks. As I made it kind of late, maybe I missed most of the action, I'll never know unless somebody who was there earlier shares with me. So, I was there near the very end, but there were still a lot of studlets there, shirtless and/or in leather, and they all seemed to know each other, as if they were colleagues. Were they there to clean up after the 'party?' Could they all have been TIM employees and friends? Could Paul Morris' empire now require a staff of 25 or so? Not bad. And, ah yeah, there was a promise for a bigger party next year. The mind boggles. An alternative party on Folsom Sunday. They already had one on Friday in that rather smallish space. More? A Sunday daytime party would be awesome. Well, we can't wait. Anyway, the rest of my Folsom was devoted to hook-ups not so very interesting, so we'll not spend time relating them, but in general, this was my best Folsom ever. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here I made up my mind to travel the cocktrail for as much as possible during the weekend, eventhough I wasn't able to make Treasure Island Media's play party at the new playspace on Friday night, I did my best to make up for it by Saturday morning. I got a bite on barebackrt around 8 a.m., Saturday, from a poz businessman staying at one of the finer hotels downtown...he was in town on business and his business wasn't Folsom. There was a little too much banter between us and I got the feeling he was going to reveal himself as a Chatty Matty and nothing would come of it, especially when he asked me what I was going to do to deserve his load. This was pretty chatty, wouldn't you say? I wrote him that I had a jar of cum in the fridge and I would inject myself with cum before coming over...did he like it cumsloppy or super cumsloppy? He mailed me back his room number and I was I on my way...his hotel is about a 10 minute walk from my apartment. So fast that I couldn't get the cum jar defrosted so I took the whole goddamned jar with me. I really don't prefer sex in elegant surroundings, for myself or for porn...Christian getting fucked on fine English furniture in a high class hotel sort of messes it up for me despite Christian's porn magnificence and his hard-working tops. So you can imagine me walking into this nicely decorated room with a lot of thought behind every detail. Nothing impulsive ever happens in a room like that. Fortunately, the gent was from the Middle West and had been to Texas on business and I spied two pair of cowboy dress boots, one black and one brown. The cowboy thing brought things down a bit, making it a little sexier. I let the tops call the shots, and this man knew what he wanted. He wanted me to keep my head still while he fucked my throat. I kept it perfectly still just like he wanted and did the best I can: I'm not a great cocksucker; I don't really care to have my cock sucked, I can't cum that way, so it never really interested me, cocksucking that is. But the top is the man, and I guess I did OK; he seemed to like it. He asked me about the cum, which had defrosted by this time, so I showed him how I fill myself up using the dollar store plastic injector. This really interested him and he asked me a lot of questions about the cum, but without killing the mood. How many loads are in there? I said about 30 or 40, but some of it is mine...which is true. How much of that is poz cum? I said, well, probably most of it, I'm into poz cum but I don't turn down a load that's not charged. Any black guys' cum? Oh hell yeah. For some reason, black guys dig my ass. I don't necessarily chase them, but they find me...and I try to make it as easy as possible. Are the black guys' poz, too? Oh hell yeah, come on! Chatty Matty. I injected a couple of ounces, making my hole nice and sloppy. He pushed his dick into my ass, and wham! I could tell the dude was turned on so like he couldn't stand it...and he didn't for very long. A few strokes, some squishy, slurpy belches from my hole and wham! he shot his load. It was all very hot because I like being on my back and watching the top's facial expressions. His were great, expressive, honest. That was awesome, man, I said. This was a first for him, I could tell. Don't forget your cum, he said, motioning to the jar on the desk. I grabbed the jar, put it on the floor, squatted over it and dumped his load into the jar, then swished the jar around to help mix his poz-ness with everybody else's, black guys, white guys, latin guys, my own poz donations. Well, thanks for coming over, he said. I gotta get ready for a meeting, I was able to switch appoints around to make time for this. Well, thanks, I said, getting my clothes on...not a bum's rush, as I was eager to get a move on myself, after all, it was Folsom. I made sure not to forget the jar. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here Folsom, Saturday...my buddy Jayson Park, one of the hardest working bottoms in porn, was doing a video at the new playspace on Folsom Street, the 960, across the street from the Folsom Gulch video arcade. I had signed up through barebackrt to play in the video...with so many guys signing up, about 50 or so, I thought there might be a group scene or an orgy, even...I mean, it's going to be Jayson's video and there seemed to be a lot of interest. I am not a good top anymore. I used to be popular, I wasn't too big nor too small and it took me about 20 minutes to cum, which I did every time, but those were the days. I can still get it up for short latinos and asians and a certain type of white hill billy (sorry guys, my people are from Oklahoma and I can say that), but they ain't gonna get a load out of me, those days are over, damn it. So when I saw the set-up, I immediately knew it wasn't going to work. There were only 3 or 4 guys there, one of them a hook-up from years ago (poz!) who didn't recognize me. They had Jayse on some kind of platform which was way too small, and it was all one-on-one, no group action around the sling which is what I had envisioned. I'd certainly fail at this and waste everybody's time (and money for the producer), so I politely begged off, and left without ever seeing Jayson or saying 'hi.' Sorry I missed you, Jayse, and since I was in New York last week and didn't have time to do much of anything, that's twice in two weeks that it didn't work out, so I'm doubly sorry. I did get to check out the new playspace, however (the official opening was the Treasure Island party the night before) and it's not fabulous but better than anything else in SF right now, it can be better than Mack. There's an area with a sling, an area with one upholstered fuck platform but that's pushed against the wall so it's accessible from only two sides rather than four. There's a long gloryhole/butthole gallery and some other spaces towards the back that I couldn't get to because that's where they were making the video. The place seems to have its own entrance, separate from the video arcade next door, the 960, and I don't know if there's a way to get from one to the other from inside. I didn't ask. I did get to meet Mr. PigMaster the brain behind barebackrt and the film producer Joe Serna, Scott Morris; they are very nice guys. I got a free dvd for showing up, after filling out all the paperwork, which I hope they destroy. But I didn't get to play with Jayson. Sorry, dude, let's hope for next time. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here So, after my Latin cub fed me his load I was ready for the rest of the weekend to start... Many of you may recall my Folsom top buddy from last year. He came up and his buddy took Xtube video of my hole being pounded, and then he fucked me repeatedly over the weekend. Well, he wanted more of my ass this year and I just had to be accommodating. He sent me a text with his hotel room number and I high tailed it over there. His buddy was there again and asked about taping, and since I had my camera with me... I got pounded like there was no tomorrow, but that is not the end. On Saturday night we went to a Folsom play party and had to get the action started. A sling was set up in the hosts garage, but no one was using it. My top buddy and I decided it must be used and I climbed up and in. He used a bit of spit and slid back up my tight hole. As guests arrived, they were greeted by the site of my ass in the sling and the sounds of man on man hard impact fucking. Once his load was shoved up my ass, I got on my knees and took another buddies load all over my face and down my throat. And onto Sunday afternoon.... Met another buddy from Dore that wanted my mouth to fill with his load. I met him in one of the watering holes and immediately he was sporting a HUGE hard on in his tight jeans. Well, I wasted no time in directing him into the darkness of the back and slid him into my mouth. After minutes of intense throat work and spit, I was rewarded with a mouth full of cum that just kept going and going and going. By far, one of the heaviest cum loads I have swallowed from a hot young Midwest farmer's son (not sure if he is but that is what I think of when I see him). And then for the finale...DOUBLE PENETRATION. My top buddy from the Friday and Saturday night fucks wanted me to meet him at a nearby bar. It was packed with fairgoers and he had a buddy with him. They had swapped loads earlier in the day but my bare ass in a jock strap was enough to get them both hungry for my hole. They asked if I would be up for taking both cocks at once...FUCK YES! I have always wanted to find two men willing and the second buddy was nearly as large but a bit longer than my regular fucktop. It was going to be an ass full of cock and I could not wait. Words cannot even describe it...just imagine the guy in this video and another cock buried to their balls in my ass. My top buddy gave me one load, then they switched it around a bit so that each would fuck the other while one was always in my ass... But then the finale - both cocks pounding away for a third or fourth time - I lost count and could barely contain the moans and screams coming from me as they assaulted my still tight hole. As they were both shoving in, and sliding against each other I heard my regular buddy start to yell out his orgasm and instantly the other guy started to unleash his load. BOTH COCKS ERUPTED AT THE SAME TIME, WHILE BURIED IN MY ASS....SO FUCKING HOT for a first time double penetration. Since I did not have my camera and we were lacking a fourth camera man, I can't share any clips but next year we have upped the ante and he will be back and we will double penetrate my ass on film. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here It can be fun to see the differences between a man when he turns to sex. I think it is safe to assume, while co-workers know I'm gay, they don't know the things I do, let alone to the depths I go to do them. There is fun in seeing this in others, however. Add to it when they are an uptight business man who seemingly has no sense of humor or much personality other than his work persona. Take it one step further when you've done business with this individual twice and he has seemingly no recollection of you. Granted, it was six years ago. So there I was in an adult bookstore, their video arcade, amongst the half dozen or so guys I had not desire to have sex with when he walked through. Tall. Lean. Well put together - as you might expect, even in a sleazier setting a good hour away from his home base (and mine). I go there because it is one of the closer places I know I can get dick. I would venture to guess he goes that far because no one would, or should, recognize him. I'm venturing to guess no one did - except me. I am really not bragging, but I figured I had a shot with him because I wasn't ugly which was on the menu that day in this place. I have said it before and will again, but I hate being the best looking guy in a bookstore. You attract all the trolls and it keeps me from the task at hand. This does not mean that I think I'm good looking, but I know I'm not as heinous as some others walking those halls. So Mr. C took a booth and I ended up entering the opposite one. Immediately others came to look in both thinking, hoping, praying. All were denied. I wasn't sure I would be given the green light as he looked over, but not interested. I remember that as his business face. But he did pull out his dick. It looked ok, but nothing extraordinary. I stepped over and he did not stop my entry. In fact, he had prepared it. There is one fold-up chair in each booth, he took the liberty of folding it up - making sure I would not sit to take his cock, but to go to my knees for it. Well played. He did indeed have me get on my knees. That is always fine with me. He didn't stop me from leaning forward to put his penis into my mouth. Actually, he quite enjoyed that I did. So did I. His seemingly average cock turned out to be anything but. That flesh tube grew to a solid 8.5" and very very thick at it's base. I would have been impressed if anyone had this dick, but as a business guy, he kind of presented himself as proficient in the sales arena and had nothing else going on for him. Clearly I was wrong at reading this guy. And the confines of that 3'x3' booth was like a fucking transformation chamber. Mr. Uptight let loose, at least a little. Probably a lot for him, but a little for most of my readers. He encouraged me to suck his cock. That he said the word 'cock' seemed out of place of such a professional man, but he did and with authority. The dick was beautiful and I loved sucking it. Clearly, he was ok with how I was performing as well. He'd look down and me and encourage me to blow him. Or he'd tilt his head back with his eyes closed, taking in the sensation of my mouth. Why I don't like to use my hand when blowing a guy, Mr. C asked me to do it. He knows what feels good for him and what gets him off, so who am I to argue? What I didn't want to happen was for that to end it sooner than later. This was a cock I wanted to be on for a long time. It turns out the suck/jack routine didn't spur an early ending at all. It enhanced his pleasure and I'd still deep throat him and stroke on my uptake. And it turns out he like a finger in his ass. Probably more, but this was just going to be a finger. I noticed he loved playing with my chest and nipples, until I encouraged him to do it, then he stopped. I'm sure it was some sort of power dynamic, but he stopped and I was a little disappointed since I get off on that. But I know he wanted to finish it eventually too. I took as much time as I could and really worked that cock. Mostly with my mouth, but with my hand on occasion. Both stimuli he responded to, so I did they hybrid. He muttered he had a big load. It turns out, it was an ok sized load, but not big. Granted, I might not be the guy you want judging that, but in his eyes it was a big load. It was thick. It was heavy. It tasted good. I squeezed it all out with my mouth and onto my tongue, even the last few drops. And in a heartbeat he was buttoned up, in every way - clothes and attitude. He went back to being Mr. Stuffy and walked out the door. Totally worth it. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Black on black, embossed with the hashtag “#BBBH,” which stands for Bareback Brotherhood.*Unless you look really close, you can’t see the letters. The bands are black with embossed black lettering with the “#BBBH” hashtag. People who aren’t familiar with the Bareback Brotherhood won’t know what the #BBBH indicates and won’t be able to see it. But when you’re out and wondering if there’s another barebacker around, look for the black band. Show your support for Mark & the Bareback Brotherhood by ordering a new wristbands!*Membership in the Bareback Brotherhood is approaching 2,000 confirmed brothers worldwide. Meet-ups and Tweet-ups have occurred or are being planned for #BBBH members in Florida, Georgia,*Massachusetts, New York, Washington State, California, Tennessee, Pennsylvania, Texas, Louisiana and the District of Columbia. Chances are, you might bump into other #BBBH members when you’re out but never really know. Wear this to show you’re a #BBBH supporter!*And if you want to get specific, tops wear on your left and bottoms on your right! Our versatile brothers need to order two*— one for each arm. Beside covering the cost of the wristband, the #BBBH wristband goes to paying for the annual costs of the website, which currently runs more than $785 not including frills and add-ons. Each wristband is only $5*plus shipping (currently U.S. brothers get discounted domestic shipping; international shipping is a little extra). Mark just placed the first order for a few hundred wristbands. As soon as they come in, he’ll start shipping them out*—*first ordered, first shipped! Related posts: Like Ships Passing... A rarity indeed to find a man taller than I. His arrival had become doubtful after more than an hour had passed since our las... Did I Fuck? No. No Birthday Breeding. Just Blue Balls for My 44th! Someday, when the cash is flush and the time is right*— perhaps when I turn 45*— I will get to have a birthday bash someplace... 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... More...

Click here to see original blog post on Western State BB Top... So I've been talking with this guy online for years, but we are both tops (so it never went farther than just talk) until the other day that is! I tried convincing him to bottom as his profile says top/vers, but he claims he is a top only. Damn! I told him I hadn't bottomed in over three years and that I can't bottom with a condom...his reply? "Great I love bb!" Perfect! I'll break my ass in after all these years and get a nice creamy load as a reward I cleaned out well and headed over with my ass twitching in anticipation of getting fucked again. He opened the door and I began kissing him immediately. My hands wandered and his cock was hard while he was grabbing my ass. MMMM....can't wait now! We go upstairs and I undress him...his body is amazing! I kneel down and ease his uncut cock into my mouth...tastes delicious and he loves the bj I'm giving him...he doesn't talk much but he is sure moaning. I stand up and he undresses me and nods in approval...he then leans down and takes my 7.5 inches down the back of his throat...god he gives great head (and I'm thinking maybe...just maybe I'll fuck him one of these days) He mentioned when we were texting that he loves to rim a nice ass and loves to get rimmed so I lay stomach down on the bed. Rimming is the one thing that makes me want to bottom He eases his tongue into my tight ass and I yell out a moan. His tongue darts in deeper and deeper and soon I am moaning like I'm in heat...god his tongue is driving me crazy and getting me ready for the real thing. I flip over and we had talked about a 69 rimming and I'm definitely in the mood to faste his pale pink ass! He is practically hairless and his clean hole tasted great! All the while he is darting his tongue in and out of my ass and it's making it hard for me to focus on the ass munching I'm giving him. I finally decide that I'm ready to take it...I can't wait to feel his bare, uncut cock slide into my re-virginized asshole. I lube up my ass...I lube up his cock...and tell him to ease in slowly...it stings of course, but I breath through it. Before long I'm ready for him to fuck me hard and I tell him to let loose. He is pounding my ass doggy style and I can feel it rubbing against my prostate driving me crazy. I forgot how amazing it feels having a bare cock sliding in and out of your hole...I could get used to this again (Every once in a while!) We try a few different positions, but he seems to like doggy style the most so we switch back to that...his cock looks great covered in my ass juice when it pulls out of me and I slide back on it and slam down. I tell him he is getting me close and he should shoot his load. He fucks me for a while and I tell him to "shoot in me man" "fuck that load into me!"...this seems to get him going and pretty soon he is grunting as his cock spurts deep in my ass...ah!!!! a load...amazing! He slows down and his cock and some cum flop out. I was so close but didn't want to cum before him as my ass closes for business. I have him lay on his back and I jack a nice load all over his stomach. We lay down and cool off (we were covered in sweat! mostly from him). We kiss...clean up....dress...and part ways. I can feel the load dripping out of my ass into my underwear as I drive home...feels great after all these years! Anyone else want to add their load?!?! Next...I'll tell you about my threesome fuck breeding...oh and plans for the weekend? oh just double fucking two different guys and my first try at fisting a guy More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here I am really loving my smartphone! For the past month, this hot little ( 5' 5") latin stud and I have been playing phone tag. He wanted to feed me a load, and you know I love to service the local studs. Earlier this week I told him that today would be open for me to service. I sent him a note, and he walked over. We met outside of my nearby stall location, and then went inside. Once again, it was completely empty and I led the way to a secluded stall. Before I could even walk over, you could see that he was hard and pushing out the crotch of his jeans. As I got down on my knees, I asked if he wanted to do a video. He thought for a second and said yes. I pulled out my handy Flipcam and handed it over. Then he backed up and I reached in and pulled out his cock...Wow! Naturally smooth balls that looked ready to explode were hanging below a gorgeous cut cock with a hot and tasty looking mushroom head. Perfect proportions for everything and I went right to work on him. His shirt was pulled up and he played with his erect nipples as I cupped those cum filled balls and swallowed him to the base. I could hear his appreciation as I took all of it, and let him know by slurping and swallowing. The balls were so silky smooth in my hand that I had to taste them. Leaving his cock for a moment, I took each of those balls in my mouth and gave them the same devotion I showed his cock. A bit more moaning from him and I went back to the shaft and head. Wanting to feel his cock in my hand, I stroked him a bit and then shoved it all the way down my throat. As he hit the back and the head slid down, I did have a quick gag reflex but it just made us both even more rock hard. Now that he was well and truly spit lubed and leaking some precum, I got into my rhythm and started to suck without breaking my stride. Down to the base, tongue around the shaft and pull back to the head and slurp all the way up and then back down....and repeat. His breathing was getting heavier and I knew he was getting closer to the edge. Once he hit the precipice and had to erupt, he grabbed his cock and let me know it was about to explode. I tasted a huge drop of precum mixed with the first of his sperm and then he began to shoot. The first spurt went onto my tongue and upper lip but then his next volley went straight out over my cheek and landed on my glasses. Fuck, that was a hot sticky shot, and more just kept cumming!! One, two, three more shots went into my mouth and I swallowed every last drop. As his massive load began to slow down he kept the head at my mouth and just kept draining onto my tongue. When his balls had been completely drained, I used my fingers and fed the remainder from my cheek back into my mouth. With his cock in my hand and still rock hard I cleaned up the head and shaft, and asked if he had more to give. He said there would be more but that we would just have to meet again so he could give it to me. Then I took of my glasses and not letting anything go to waste I licked the cum from the lenses. He smiled as I did that and we both knew that I was savoring every last drop. Knowing that it was still dead quiet outside the stall, I headed out and we agreed to meet outside. Back on the street, we kissed and headed out separate ways...and then I had to log on and share it with you. More...

Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... Tim: “I am well Sir. I saw your profile up on-line, and that you are in ******” Me: “Affirmative” Tim: “Well, that is only a 5 hour drive for me Sir, and I am on leave until 6 September” Me: “Very well. Meet me here at 1200 hours tomorrow. You will be with me for most of the weekend. Plan on returning home from this location around 0200 hours on Monday…understood?” Tim: “Yes Sir. Should I bring anything specific Sir? Me: “Affirmative, bring a few pair of white jockstraps and plain white t-shirts. Jeans, boots and white socks…Understood?” Tim: “Yes Sir” Me: “Tim… Tim: “Yes Sir” Me: “We are going to New Orleans…Decadence….do you know what that is?” There was a brief pause, then a somewhat hesitant Tim: “Yes Sir, I have heard about it Sir” Me: “You are going to need to trust me again…do you think you can do that?” Another pause…a bit longer this time Tim: “I want to … Sir. I mean Yes Sir, do my best Sir” Me; “Very well then”, I saw Tim pull into the parking lot of the hotel where I had been staying. Damn, if he didn’t look good as he stepped out of his SUV. Hair still totally gray but cut close…almost a high & tight but not quite. He had a light tan from being in the sun, and his body was as tight as ever. My cock instantly began to respond. He walked over to where I stood by the open trunk of my car. Tim: “Hello Sir”, he said with a big smile which slowly vanished as I just looked him over in response. Without saying a word, I reached into my duffle bag and fished out a small jar of Vaseline. I then said to him Me: “Stow your gear here and then meet me inside by the elevator on the west side of the lobby.” Tim: “Yes Sir” I had already checked out of the room, but I made up some lame excuse that I forgot something in the room so they gave me another key to my room. I then proceeded to the elevators where Tim stood waiting. Tim was silent as we rode the elevator up to the 6th floor and walked down to the room I had just checked out of. Once inside the room, I told Tim to latch the door. I stepped over to the still unmade bed, and looked for the cum stain shot there by the overnight trick that I had just fucked one more time before he left about an hour ago. Finding the damp spot I made note of its proximity. By this time Tim was standing next to me along side the dirty bed. I positioned him so that he was in front of me facing the opposite wall. From behind him, I in buttoned his jeans, and in two strong tugs had them below his knees. I then bent him over, and purposefully positioned his head in the middle of the cum stain. Rubbing his face in it, I said, Me: “Do you know what that is… Boy?” Through gritted teeth, Tim said Tim: “It smells like Cum Sir?” Me: “Correct Boy…and it is NOT my cum either?” Hearing this, Tim tried to pull his face off the soiled sheets, but I held him there and said Me: “Lick it!” Tim: “No, please Sir!” I then got down right next to his ear and said Me: “Tim…you are either going to do what I say, when I say to do it and how I say to do it without question…or you are going to get right back in that pussy truck of yours and go home…your choice… which is it?” After the slightest pause, Tim stuck out his tongue and began to lick the spot. Me: “Good…keep licking” As he licked the spot I stood up, undid my jeans and pulled out my already rock hard cock. I had indeed fucked last nights trick just an hour before, but I did not breed him…I was saving that for Timothy. Without ceremony, I opened the jar of Vaseline, scooped a healthy amount out with two fingers and applied it liberally to my fat black cock. I then tossed the still open jar down by Tim’s face and took note of how he started to realize that he was about to be barebacked again for the first time in over a year. Grasping his narrow hips in both hands I gave him a moment to brace himself before I began to press into him. Me: “Relax…relax Boy…let me in” I am sure that it was the intenseness of the situation, but his hole seemed much tighter than I remembered. To say it was a struggle getting my fat black cock in his tight white boy hole would be a heavy understatement. Clearly, Tim was fighting it. Me: “Okay…backing out now… just relax…we will get there…”, With these words, I lessened the pressure on his hole, and with a big exhale, Tim relaxed his hole a bit. When he did, I thrust forward hard. Tim: “AAAhhhh…IT HURTS…IT HURTS…Please Sir… It hurts so much” In spite of Tim’s plea, I continued to press on…deeper into his hole, until I was in just beyond half way and held there until he was able to calm down and catch his breath. It is always a struggle because of my unusual girth, but this day…with Tim…after all that had happened…Tim felt like a virgin, and I was so hard that it felt like the veins running through my gorged cock were about to explode. After a full 20 seconds of holding still, Tim had stopped complaining, and the top half of his body lay limp on the bed…head still resting on the wet spot. When I began to fuck him, I began with short rocking strokes…. Just trying to work his hole open. After about another minute of working his hole with my cock, Tim was much more relaxed. He once again had that look of resignation on his face and he just gave in to me…do my desires…to whatever I wanted to do to him…to his body…he was all mine now. I took him strong doggy style…his knees on the edge of the bed…chest flat on the mattress. I this position it was nothing less than a brutal fuck. I am not proud of the fact that I indeed slip over to the dark-side that I have written so much about in this blog. At first Tim would grunt with every deep stroke, but after a while…it was a continuous groan as I relentlessly assaulted his butt. One thing I did not know about Tim…having never fucked him bare before…is that he has one of those self-lubricating holes. Usually when you use Vaseline, it gets sticky after a bit and you have to re-apply. Not with Tim! Some asses produce mucus when something is inserted over and over and over again. There was actually so much wetness in his hole and around my cock, that “ass cream was beginning to slowly slide down and coat the underside of his balls…. HOT! The sense of getting close to shooting my load sort of brought me back from the dark-side. I did not want to breed Tim this way…too impersonal…he was not just some trick after all, so I stopped fucking him…pulled out… and flipped is rather limp body over onto his back, and re-entered him with his legs over my shoulders. He had his eyes closed and head turned to the side. Me: “Look at me …Tim” With that, Tim opened his eyes and turned his head to look straight into my eyes. I did not have to say a thing…it was all communicated with the look…He understood. He reached up and grasped both of my arms by my flexed biceps and said Tim: “Yes…Sir…Please…I have waited for it from you” Yes… I know…that sounds SOOOO CORNY NOW! But, at the time…in that moment…it sent me right over the edge and I flooded his hole with every last drop of spunk in my balls. Man, I thought I was never going to stop shooting off in his tight little hole. After I pulled out of him, Tim desperately wanted to excuse himself to the bathroom… I would not allow it. Instead, I made him put his clothes on…cum dripping from his ass and all. We left the room just as housekeeping arrived to clean it. At the car I told Tim that I would drive and he should recline the seat and get some shut-eye on the three hour ride. From getting up before dawn to get to me by 1200 hours and the aggressive ass fucking Tim, understandably, looked beat. It only took about thirty minutes to get onto the interstate that would take us to New Orleans. Not a word had be spoken between us, and for the first time I looked over at Tim. He was slightly reclined in the passenger seat, his head was turned toward me and he was staring at me. Again, a ton was communicated with just a look. I instinctively reached over and rested my hand on his left thigh. When I looked over at him again not three minutes later, Tim was sound asleep. Much happened with Tim in New Orleans. I am not going to go into it in detail here. The above fuck/story is what I wanted to share with all of you in this blog post; however, I wont leave you totally hanging in suspense. Tim was fucked several times by me…all bareback. Basically, I fucked him every time he moved. Our first Decadence Fuck was that first night, in a bar. The place was packed wall-to-wall…with all those close enough to see, watching me pound Tim’s ass like there was no tomorrow…another first for Tim. After I bred him in right there in the bar, another guy stepped up and started to put his bare cock in Tim’s ass. I think he got one or two strokes in before I made him pull out and said, Me:” You have to put on a rubber” Stranger: “Why, you didn’t” Me: “That’s because that ass belongs to me”, As soon as I said this, I felt Tim, who was still bent over with his pants around his ankles hug my left leg…tightly. The guy mumbled something but put on the condom I handed him and proceeded to fuck Tim hard for about five minutes before ripped off the rubber and shot his load all over Tim’s ass.. The final thing worth noting was that Sunday afternoon. I tied Tim blindfolded to the bed and left him there for about an hour while I went to the bar to meet a friend of mine from home (DC). My friend is an okay looking guy, but is very shy and still considerably closeted. Even when someone shows some interest, he goes home alone nine times out of ten as he is just not good at reading the signs. I laid my room key on the bar and told him to go and have a great time with what he would find in the room. He had a strange look on his face at first and then he got it Friend: “Seriously?” Me: “Seriously…he is clean…he is one of us so whatever happens in that room stays in that room…just don’t be all day…I will be right here when you are done” Just over an hour later, my friend came back with a big smile on his face. He thanked me again and wanted to buy me a drink and talk about it. I declined the drink and the details. I only want to know one thing. Me:” Is there a cummy hole waiting for me in my room” Friend: “Sir…there is a very cummy hole waiting for you Sir… from two loads… Sir” I returned to the room, untied Tim and removed the blindfold. Me: “You were excellent today and I am very pleased with you…This is how it should have been in Chicago…” Tim: “Please fuck me now Sir” I fucked Tim slow and deliberate. Every other time I had fucked Tim that weekend, he was soft and would beat off only after I came. This time, he was rock hard the whole time I was inside of him. It was not a long fuck…maybe five minutes tops before Tim grabbed his cock and shot one of the biggest loads I have ever seen come out of one man at one time. Hopefully, after reading this last part, you now know why I had to boar you with Tim’s “Backstory” in Part 1. As always, let me know what you think…good, bad, indifferent. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here This morning I had a message on my phone app. A few months ago a cub was visiting and we tried to connect but the timing was off. Today he arrived in town and let me know...and he was within walking distance. I had an errand to run and told him that I would text when I was back in the area. Once I was downtown, he and I were blocks from each other and headed to his hotel. As I walked in the room, we were both smiling and as I reached for his crotch it was already rock hard. Not wasting any time, his cock was out of his shorts and pants were coming off. In the meantime he was feeling out my chest and commented on the amount of fur that was visible and could be felt. During the earlier chats I mentioned bringing my video camera. As I stripped down, I got out the camera and handed it to him. Then it was time to take care of his mushroom headed thick cock. Being able to grasp the shaft and have that mushroom head flaring out over the end was a mouth watering site. But, as you know, I don't waste a good head and shaft....I took his cock down my throat and worked that head into my tonsils. A few times we started and stopped the camera, and then he asked if he could get into my ass. Hell yes! Being completely spit lubed at that point, it was a simple matter of just turning around and letting him slide in. That head slid into my tight hole and I let out a groan of pleasure...and that was his cue to start fucking. Bent over the end of the bend, I let him take over and control the action. After a couple of minutes he grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist and used it to give a real hard piston fucking! Soon enough he pulled out and went over to lay on the bed. I leaned over his cock and gave it a few more slurps. Then he told me that he wanted to fuck my ass, blow my load on his chest and he would keep fucking me....he wanted to feel my hole tighten up as my sperm flew out. I got right on his cock and he took a moment to spit in his hand and start stroking me. Having already been fucked for a short bit, and feeling that mushroom head hit my prostate pushed my load to the edge. Within minutes I was unleashing a spurt of cum over the tip of my PA and into his hands and on his chest. What was all over his hand, he leaned up and fed to me. A nice thick mouthful, and then he told me to sit back. He started to fuck my ass all over again, and it was not long before he was moaning and filling my hole with cum. As his load blasted out I felt that shaft expand and give a few spasms for each spurt. Needless to say, we forgot all about the camera and never did that hot fuck on film but he does visit fairly often so maybe next time we will have to set it up on the bedside. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... His request came bluntly*— the best kind in my opinion. He wanted me to teach him how to be a better bottom. At 21 years old and at a nearby university, the young man with blond highlights, diamond studs in his ears*and flashing blue eyes just seemed slightly feminine. But in the sack, he proved to be all man with his beefy smooth body up to the point just south of his cock head where the golden brown hairs began to grow wildly. I lifted his legs and ate his ass delicately at first to begin to open his hole. While he moaned in pleasure, his hole winked just a little. My sixth sense about these things had already told me what I needed to know to get him. I would eat the damp, hairy pucker for a while, spreading those wide beefy cheeks and darting my tongue inside. He would moan more, grunt and enjoy. We’d switch position with him sitting on my face*— his inexperience showing a little too much failing to give me much breathing room, but I didn’t care. His ass proved to be delicious. And almost on cue, he removed his pucker from my tongue, lubed himself and my throbbing cock up and began to ease himself onto my cock. I marveled at his determination, knowing this first moment pained him severely, and encouraging him to come off for a moment to give himself a little time to recover. He did and then eased back down after the cramps subsided. And this time, it felt better. I rubbed his smooth chest and paid close attention to his massive, perky nipples, poking into the late summer night air. His cock still poked rigid hovering above my stomach. I whispered for him to take his time and relax. But I knew the moment he arrived at the destination as a pearl of precum appeared and then bubbled over and began to make a puddle on my stomach. His breathing slowed a little. Yet inside his tight walls, I could feel his heartbeat quicken a little. “How long does it take you to cum?” he asked. I expected the question. “It can be fast or slow, depending on when you want it.” “Can we make it fast this time?” “Absolutely.” I snorted poppers as he began to grind, moving my cock in and out just enough for friction to build. And with it, I knew he was feeling pleasure, as he grabbed his cock and began to furiously jerk it. I moved just enough to enhance the experience and make sure my cockhead found that knob inside him*— and I got deep penetration. “I really want your load, man,” he told me. Within moments, we were approaching the same destination. “I’m about to cum,” he said. “I am too,” I said. “And I’m gonna breed your ass!” I let out one of those noises that you can’t seem to spell. A grunt of some sort that turned into a word. “Here it is!” Then grunts with each pulse as I unloaded gobs of my DNA deep into his ass. I pushed my hips forward to assure it moved deep into him. He was grunting as well, releasing his spunk onto my stomach and chest. We talked afterward, detailing some tips and tricks. It had been a successful bottoming for him*— somewhat of a rarity. I explained he likely was not a bottom or even that much of a versatile. He read a top to me. Nonetheless, I’d love to fuck him again. Next time, less lessons, more fun. Truth is, I had a lot of fun this time. Related posts: Will It Get Better? Really? I've written a new page on my bullying experience that ended up costing me a job... You can view it here. The really s... Poppers, Persuasion and Pleasure Poppers came to me late in my sexual experience. I first learned about them when I was 16 or 17, but I waited until I was 35 ... 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 ... More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Monday, I went to a bud's house to participate in a gangbang of a new bottom. He plays safe only, and I'm ok with that. I got there on time, and there were already three horny tops playing with bottom boy. We took turns kissing, caressing, sucking etc, and some of us got to fuck. I didn't get to fuck bottom boy cuz the host was sucking my cock and before I could pull him off, I began to shoot my load. Host turned around and had me finish spewing in his hole. Last night, I went to a bud's gh. He had a guest cocksucker who was one of the best I've ever had. I was his fourth load of the night. More...

To see SFVersCumBoy's original blog post click here I had to do some last minute shopping and decided to also check out the tearoom scene. There were a couple of guys I know from past experience in one tearoom, but it was much too busy for us to accomplish anything. While chatting with one outside, I saw a guy cruising by. I took him to an out of the way bathroom and when he saw my PA it was seconds before he was blasting semen all over the urinal wall. That was one load...now for the facial load... I took one more trip to the previous tearoom and right behind me came a tall hairy blond fella. Lean swimmer build, over 6'2" and holding a nice smooth cock. Once we both realized that we were stroking together it began to get busy. One guy kept standing at the wall and watching, which I normally don't mind but I wanted to see this blond up close and get him off. I motioned that we could take it elsewhere and he nodded yes. Out the door we went. I asked if he had time to walk down the block and he did, so I led the way. As we got to my second tearoom location, the janitor happened to be inside and cleaning. Scratch that one. We walked out and I told him of one more spot we could try. He agreed and off we went. On this try, there was no one in the stalls. Yes! I walked in and locked the door behind us. Right away he was pulling that cock out of his pants and I was on my knees. He was soft to start, and you know I love to get those rock hard. After a few minutes of slurping and spit shining his knob, he was hard..then he brought out a cock ring and put that on. Now he was rock hard and I saw the down curve of his cock. At this point I asked if he wanted to hold my video camera while I finished him off. He said sure and out it came. I turned it on and handed it up to him, then went back to his cock. My own cock was out and leaking precum by the bucket. After handing him the camera and giving him a few more deepthroat slurps and some stroking it was time for the cum. I tasted the first volley of cum and felt it fill my mouth. As it was going down my throat I came off a bit and instantly a cum spurt flew out of the piss slit and hit my cheek. SWEET! Next came a few more quick spurts and the left side of my face had a nice small coat of sperm trailing down to my lips. He led the way out of the stall, and as I walked down to the sinks I used my fingers to feed myself the remaining spunk. The whole finale was over in minutes, and I had to say thanks to him as we walked down the street. He mentioned it was time for a nap, and I just laughed and said I had to get back to my regularly scheduled day...but now I had his spooge filling me. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... 0001 20Sep2011 Secure From DADT. On 20 September the US government repealed ‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell’ (DADT) – the policy, signed into US law by President Clinton in 1993, that said it was okay to be gay but not to be honest about it. As of the moment DADT was lifted, a raft of legal cases and charges were dismissed, and recruitment applications from openly gay civilians started to be processed. As a veteran of the US Navy and being Gay I wish they had done this sooner I may have changed my mind and stayed in. This is what a Gay Sailor looks like, yes it's Me. The repugnics say that we need to save money and cut deficit the repeal of this inept policy will do just that. In 2005 a GAO study that put the cost of the first decade of “don’t ask, don’t tell” at $190.1 million. More than 13,000 service members have been discharged for violating the military’s ban on openly gay and lesbian troops since 1993, according to GAO. The reports note 2,215 of those men and women held “critical” roles in the service branches, including voice interceptors, data processing technicians, translators and special security forces. In my estimation this policy cost us the taxpayers $3.421 BILLION dollars over the 18 years of this policy not including adjustment for inflation. Why did it cost so much? To train each of those servicemembers it's around $150,000.00 per trooper/Sailor/marine/airman when you figure in all the cost's of training, drill instructors, schools and pay for all involved. Of course this will vary depending what job that service member is expected to fill. This is what a Gay Sailor looks like, yes it's Me.The cost of graduating one officer, likely specializing in science and engineering, from the U.S. Military Academy at West Point was $340,000. But let’s say that officer likes to fly. Put him in a $19 million F-16 fighter. Because a person is different we trained them and then discharged them and had to train a new replacement. This does not take into account how if effected the unit that was now short one person and the skills they possessed. This also does not take into account the additional stress a servicemember was under because of their secret. If they were having troubles at home they had no resource that they could use through traditional channels. If something were to happen to him or her their partner would not be notified or given support. If there was something to celebrate at home they could not share it with the mates at the command. If the command was having a party, function or they were given a promotion couldn't incude their partner, they were alone in that respect of their lives and career. Now be on guard because two of the repugnic candidates and biblethumpers Governor Rick Perry and Representative Michelle (Crazy Bitch) Bachmann have openly stated that they would turn back the clock and reverse the DADT repeal if they get elected as President. Something to think about and one more reason they should not elected. nodu246dego@post.wordpress.com More...

Click here to see Paul Morris' original blog post on the Treasure Island Blog... To celebrate the release of Treasure Island Media’s new release UP THE GUT, we’re traveling to the SUNSHINE state. We’re bringing you all the porn, prizes, and penis you could ever want – all under one roof! Join us on September 21, 2011 when we will unleash UP THE GUT on our Florida fans. This is an EXCLUSIVE DVD-RELEASE PARTY which beginsat 10PM. Call (954) 763-8219 for details. 1508 NE 4th Ave (Wilton Drive) Fort Lauderdale Florida. Stay tuned for the release of UP THE GUT on September 14, 2011. In the meantime check out the PRE-RELEASE SCENE featuring CHRISTIAN and ANTONIO BIAGGI. See More From Treasure Island Media or Watch Treasure Island Videos Now @ TIMFuck.com or Watch cock sucking pigs @ TIMSuck

Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... Planning to meet up with a regular fuck bud at a glory hole near his house but I have to admit I've been dreaming of finding this piece of meat waiting for me through the hole. I've never really done anything before in an adult bookstore, let alone shove my boi cunt up against a hole in the wall to await entry by a slicked up bare boner, but man, wouldn't it be heaven to feel this massive black boner peeling its skin back as it punched past my pucker and started sinking in to the hilt till I could feel the slit against my wall.... Drool. Dream. Hope it comes true. ;-) --will p.s. this cock is a dude from Dudesnude. Fucking awesome. More...

Click here to see College Cumslut's original blog post... This summer, I picked up some extra money doing construction. I got a sweet job hookup from my uncle. I worked a couple times a week and got paid very well... under the table of course For the most part, it was all grunt work. In other words, I lifted shit all day lol. Bags of concrete, lumber, piping, etc. This, as you can imagine, caused some sore muscles. Luckily for me, I had Jockguy. After whining about how sore I was after the first day, he caved and started giving me nightly massages. Not just back rubs, but full on massages. Oil and everything A couple weeks ago, Jockguy left town for a couple days and I had to fend for myself. I was online browsing around the usual sites when I got a message. It was from James, a guy I had been talking to for about a year but had never met up with. Why? Well, he's not my type. He's cute and fucking hilarious but he is chubby. He's around 6ft and 260ish. I don't have anything against chubby guys but I'm not attracted to them sexually. We started talking about a year ago. He hit me up on one of the hookup sites and, even though I wasn't into him, his message was so funny and intelligent, I had to respond back. Since then we talk about 3 times a week, mostly online. It's actually a cool friendship. I talk to him about Jockguy and my life and he talks about his life and school. Hooking up has never seriously come up. Anyways, I digress. So, I get a message from James and read it. It's the usual "How are you?" message. I respond and we go back and forth. After some small talk, we get on the subject of the work. I had mentioned before about my construction job. He asked me how that was going. "It's great but I'm sore from all the lifting." "Dude, you have bf to rub you down. Why the fuck are you complaining? ;)" "I know asshole but he is outta town!" "That sucks. Looks like you'll have to suffer through it." Suffering through it sounded HORRIBLE. I had gotten used to Jockguy's strong hands massaging the pain away. I couldn't let myself endure the pain anymore (lol). While James isn't my ideal type, he's intelligent, funny, and nice. He's a pretty good guy. And besides, it's just a massage. I decided to throw out the bait and see if it took. "Well, not exactly. I could always get a massage from someone else... " "Haha, true. Looks like a craigslist ad is in your future!" "Hahaha. No, I don't want some random guy. He'll take "massage" as an invitation to fuck me and I really just want a massage." "Awww, does the hot guy have too many offers for sex from other hot guys?!? I feel SO sorry for you..." "You are rather mouthy today!" "I know " At this point, I was sure I wanted him to massage me. Being able to verbally spar with me gives you huge bonus points. "Well, asshole, I was actually wondering if YOU would want to massage me " I waited for his response. And waited. After what seemed like 10min, it came. "Are you being serious?" "Yeah" I typed back. "Really?" "Yup " "Wow. Ok, sure." "All I get is a "sure"? Where's the enthusiasm?! " "lol. I'm kinda shocked. I'm not exactly your type, even if it's just a massage." "I know. But you are funny and smart and fun to talk to. Plus, you probably have really strong hands from jerking off all time... " "I don't have to jerk off. Your mom's mouth does the trick." "Is that a yes?" "I guess so!" I gave James my address and told him to be there in 30min. After logging off, I hopped in the shower and got ready. At exactly the given time, there was a knock at the door. Wearing a pair of jogging pants and a wife beater, I headed towards the door. Opening the door, I could instantly tell James was a nervous wreck. His head was down and his hands were fiddling with his keys. "Hey!" I said, letting him in. "Nice to finally meet you." I gave him a big smile in hopes of comforting him. It helped ever so slightly. "Uhh, yeah. Nice to meet you." James walked in the door a few feet and stood nervously. "Can I get you something to drink? Beer? Coke? Water?" I made my way to the kitchen before he could answer. "Uhh... sure..." "Which one?" I chuckled. "Whatever you are having." I grabbed two cans of Coke and headed into the front room. "Have a seat." James sat next to me on the couch and stared at his Coke. "Don't be so nervous," I said, patting him on the shoulder. "Sorry. It's just... You are more attractive in person." James let out a nervous laugh started to blush. "I guess I need to take new pics then!" I leaned back in the couch and opened my pop. James followed suit. He started to relax a bit. "So, where's Jockguy?" he asked, after a couple minutes of silence. "Visiting some family. He'll be gone for about a week." "Oh. Is he ok with me being here? I mean, not that anything will... you know, happen. But... is it ok?" His nervousness made him really fucking cute. He's cute to begin with but for some reason, the nervousness amplified it. "Yeah, he's cool with it. We have certain rules and understandings." "Oh. Good." A couple more minutes of silence and I could still tell James was pretty nervous. I leaned forward and put my hand on his knee. "James, it's ok. We know each other. We've been talking for a year." "I know. I'm just a shy guy. I get nervous easily. I was actually going to smoke a bowl before I got over here to relax me but didn't want to drive stoned." "Well, shit. Come with me." I grabbed James' hand and led him to my room. I grabbed my... supply box "Here. Come take a hit," I said as I loaded my pipe. A bowl and a half later and James had definitely settled down. We both sat on my bed, enjoying the high. "So, you want to get this started?" James asked. "Wow, pot does wonders for your nerves. You just said something voluntarily." "I know. Now you won't be able to get me to shut up." I got up and stripped down to my underwear. After hesitating a second, I decided to have fun and get completely naked. The look on James' face was priceless. His mouth slightly dropped and he gulped. I smiled and sprawled out on the bed, face first. "Uhh... should I get... should I keep my clothes on... or?" James stammered. "Up to you." After a couple seconds, I heard his shirt and jeans hit the floor. Then I heard him open and oil his hands. After a couple more seconds, his hands, which were indeed strong, met my sore calves. Between the pot and awesome feeling of the message, I was high as a fucking kite. Pure bliss. James worked over EVERY part of my body. Toes, feet, calves, thighs, ass, back, neck, arms. He even rubbed my palms. And, to my slight surprise, I was getting turned on. A lot. His warm, strong hands sent shock waves throughout my body every time he pressed on my quads. My cock pulsed every time he grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them. My cock began to get very hard as it pressed against my stomach and the bed. Every touch made more precum leak out. After a good 45 minutes to an hour of this, I decided I needed to get off. While James was giving my feet a third go around, I lifted my head and looked at him. "So... uhh... usually about now, Jockguy and I are rolling around naked together." James gave me a very inquisitive look. When he didn't say anything, I decided to keep going. "It would be ok with me if you wanted to go a little further." I rolled on my back and grabbed my hard, leaking cock. Without saying a word, James moved in between my legs. Slowly, he reached a hand out and grabbed my dick. Stroking it, he looked at me, almost scared to go further. I gave him a smile and laid my head back, thrusting my cock up a little. Soon, I felt his warm mouth engulf my dick. Slow and steady, James began to suck me. His right hand rubbed my balls as his left wandered up and down my body. I began to rub his head and shoulders. He begin to pick up his pace and pressure. His hand slid from my balls to my ass and circled. I spread my legs a bit, inviting him to touch my hole. He caught on and was soon rubbing my hole. After a couple seconds, a finger slipped in. Then another. Soon he was finger fucking and deepthroating me. His fingers kept hitting my prostate, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body. My balls started to tighten. My legs started to tingle. "I'm gonna cum!" I yelled. James deepthroated me and kept it there. His fingers hit my prostate again. I burst down his throat. Shot after shot of my hot jizz coated his throat. James pulled off my cock a little. I shot 2 more streams into his mouth, where he savored the taste. His fingers still inside me, James suckled every last drop out of my dick. I slowly became soft inside his mouth. He slid his fingers out of me and collapsed on the bed. "Holy shit." I exclaimed. "Yeah, I know." James and I laid on the bed and after about 10 minutes, enjoyed another bowl. We talked and laughed. After about an hour we hit up one my favorite food spots (The Jail! Fucking delicious!) I have to admit, chubby or not, James could flat out suck. One of the 10 best blowjobs I've every gotten. Despite me not being attracted to him, that was one of the hottest bj sessions I've ever been a part of. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I ended the weekend on a good note. A daddy top with 8.5 inches if thick meat fucked the cum out of me— twice! And when I say “fucked the cum out of me” I mean it was a hands-free orgasm. Just his cock hitting inside did the trick. Twice!! I think I can count the number if times I’ve achieved a true no-handed orgasm on one hand. Maybe two. But it hasn’t been many. This daddy delivered a no-handed “O” the first time we fucked, which was a year ago. It was an incredible fuck back then and I was trying to get a repeat with him ever since. Sunday was finally our chance to repeat our fuck. And we did. And again he managed to make me cum just with his cock motion. The nice thing was that he blew his 4 day wad inside me as soon as I started shooting. Simultaneous orgasms are always a bonus. But we lounged around and cuddled a bit, and he found my nipples again, which made me beg for more fucking. His cock was willing, so he shoved into my cumsloppy hole and started going yo town again. He was really getting off on feeling his load leaking out while he pounded me, and once again I was building toward an orgasm just from the fucking. I told him I was close again and this time he shot inside me, but kept pounding away. It only took about 30 seconds or so before my 2nd no-handed orgasm was spewing cum all over my belly. He talked about going for a third round, but my poor ass was sore! I told him it would give us something to shoot for next time. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Him So I see you have every race but asian listed as to what you're looking for. Me Yeah, been told it's less rude. Him It's still rude. and still as racist. Me Sorry you feel that way... Him No you're not, you're just like every other black guy, you either chase after white guys, or you just stick to your own, its really fucking annoying. Luv blk, but you all want wht or blk. Me So you have a racial preference as well... not only that, your profile says "Not black, don't bother" you are basically telling every other race, including your fellow asians, to fuck off. Him Well, thats different. Me ??? How? Him everyone knows that asians dont fuck each other... sheesh... and i hate white guys, and they think we all want them, i want blk Me You know it comes of a bit hypocritical for you to be upset about me having preferences, when you have them based on the same factor, even more so that you are pissed at men that dont want asians and you dont want to have sex with asians. and for every guy like me who doest want asians, there is a black guy out there that ONLY wants asians, why waste your time being pissed at me when you can find someone who wants to fuck you... and also, a guy who isnt 2351 miles away. Him Nigger (i blocked him after that) More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... So my reviews of Atlanta’s sleazy guide would be incomplete without including Swinging Richards, the premiere strip club for Gay men in Atlanta. I admit it. I fucking love this place. I wish I could go more often and see the boys here. Someday I will. In the meantime, let me give you some of the secrets of the club, in case you didn’t know. Dancers actually pay to work at Swinging Richards. Every night, the dancers “tip out.” A percentage of their tips or designated amount go to doormen, bartenders, the deejay and security. Therefore, the bartenders, bouncers, etc., are watching for anything given away for “free.” The little blue pill might come into play. Because most of the dancers are straight, getting a hard-on is prime time to getting good tips. Boner pills are a welcome resource at the club. All the dancers have multiple names. Their stage name isn’t usually their real name. If a dancer likes you, he might give you his “real” name, but often it’s also a version of their real name*— like their middle name or a nickname. But don’t be upset by this. A few dancers provide freelance work but most don’t. If they do, it will be expensive. Some use the same rate of $400 an hour as at the club, which is ridiculous since they must tip out at the club. A few have quoted me up to $1,500 for overnight. Dancers will pop-off for you if you pay for it and request it. But don’t be surprised if they lie to you. Pay for at least 30 minutes in a private room and make sure the dancer hasn’t popped off yet. Ask the dancer what he prefers and likely you’ll end up sucking cock or eating ass for a while. To get attention from a dancer you like, it takes cash. Dancers want it. It’s very simple. However, they aren’t all beef. Don’t touch them without their permission. Be polite and respectful. Generally, you’ll get attention you want but some dancers simply will not be interested in you. That’s how it goes. But tipping twice or three times while performing on the main stage helps get you noticed. Some dancers have done porn. Some are even proud of it. Some aren’t. Dancers lie. If dancers get your number, they might solicit you for funds outside the venue. Some might even ask that you send them money via Western Union or other means. Be cautious about this. Understand they usually won’t “pay you back” even in kind, especially at the club. Dancers won’t give you their true sexual orientation. They’ll see if they can pick up on your fantasy and answer the question based on what will turn you on and loosen your hold on cash. Dancers are people too. Getting past all the shit they do and lies that patrons tell them, real people lie beneath the façade. They’re making their living. Many are students, some travel from out of town to work just for the weekend. So while it’s a fantasy, be a little careful. FYI, I’m not sure, but I swear this is a pic of “Clint” from Swinging Richards. He’s on my Tumblr feed. Don’t know where anyone got him but that’s him… I’d bet a $20 lap dance on it. Clint, if you read this and know who I am, I’ll gladly take that dance. Related posts: Shaggy Lad Shag Craigslist can be real hit or miss here lately, especially with some assholes flagging any hint of barebacking. But I posted ... Stealthing and Answering the Critics... And Advice for the Condom-Using Bottoms at Sex Clubs I've received a few comments on my stealthing entry. Normally I don't respond and in many cases, I don't even bother to publi... 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... More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here He texted me that he wanted my mouth. I always want his dick, but I was two hours away in another town. Headed back, for sure, but not still two hours away - at least. He said he'd wait. The drive seemed longer than two hours. I texted where I was. He left the front door ajar the way he always does. I knew to find him upstairs in his dark bedroom on his black leather sheeted bed. His eyes were closed as if he were sleeping. We both knew he was not, but if that is his thing, so be it. I stripped down and went between his legs. His cock was soft, but always has a thickness about it. It went in my mouth - just as he wanted. And it grew, just like we both expected it would. I did a great job with it. I always do. I always have. Off and on for 15 years I have sucked this man's dick. A few times he has put it other places, but that has been a long long time. I'd be ok with it, but he likes my mouth most of all. And why not? It's a good mouth. It's a great mouth. His hands went to the back of my head and he applied pressure. A lot of pressure, mostly using his thumbs. So much pressure it went beyond playful playing to downright pain. Pain that, it turns out, I would feel for 3-4 days. I tried not to struggle, as I knew he'd enjoy that, but I knew he wasn't going to let up that easily either. Finally I had to tell him to stop. I went back to sucking his cock. I got him worked up way too much and way too soon. Or maybe what he had been doing to me go him worked up. He told me to keep on his cock and he was getting ready to blow his load. No deal. I had been thinking about doing this for 2+ hours, I wasn't having it over in 10 minutes. Tops. Much to his displeasure, I pulled off. I scooted up beside him and let his prick cool off a bit. I played with his nipples, he with mine. I stroked his nuts. He leaned over me and kissed me hard.....almost passionate. He kept that up. He told me things out of the blue. Things out of line for as long as we've known each other. Sure, 15 years, but only about 5 hours together and most of that with my mouth full. Nice stuff he said, but yet it made me uncomfortable. We've had almost no conversation to get to "know" each other and some expression was a little uncomfortable. The words were a harsh juxtaposition next to the painful thumbs in my head and neck. I told him to fuck my face. He straddled my chest and fed me his dick. He braced himself against a headboard or wall and proceeded to pump my mouth with his now growing cock. I knew him. It wouldn't be long. This guy, whom I have mentioned here and there before, flooded my mouth. He always has the biggest loads. I always take every drop. This day was no exception. I milked his cock with my mouth, then my hand to make sure there was nothing left. His kind words were gone. He'd shot his load. "Get out". I did. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... This fall, I want to put together a “tweet-up” — as they’re called — where I’ll meet some of Twitter followers. I’m encouraging Bareback Brotherhood #BBBH members to attend, but I’d like to extend it to anyone who might like to meet. If you’re interested, you can express an opinion about where and when at the Bareback Brotherhood website. #mc_embed_signup{background:#fff; clear:left; font:14px Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif; } /* Add your own MailChimp form style overrides in your site stylesheet or in this style block. We recommend moving this block and the preceding CSS link to the HEAD of your HTML file. */ Subscribe to my #Tweet-Up mailing list</p> Related posts: Like Ships Passing... A rarity indeed to find a man taller than I. His arrival had become doubtful after more than an hour had passed since our las... 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... I Needed a Massage. I Bred Instead. I've begun a workout regiment with a personal trainer. A tragically straight personal trainer — an incredibly hot, massively ... More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Yesterday evening I was fucked nearly inside out by a hot, leather Dom. I don’t know what made me get on Scruff late in the workday on Friday, but there he was.* In his leather and “cover” (aka leather daddy cap).* Although younger than me, he was clearly a “sir”. We started up a chat, and he didn’t pull the typical Dom crap (call me sir, boy!).* I wasn’t his boy… he already had one of those.* He just liked the occasional sex on the side. We exchanged numbers and I called him when I got home.* He was very nice on the phone and soon I was on my way over to his place.* We agreed that leather play would be involved. He met me in the lobby and we walked up together.* He was about 5 inches shorter than I was, and had dark ginger hair and a tackback goatee.* And man was he stocky!* Thick legs and a taut muscular ass that just begged to be fucked… if he were a bottom. We got up to his, and were barely in the door when we started making out.* He was an excellent kisser. We took our time, exploring, kissing, undressing.* I was already in my leather harness, but he was not outfitted yet.* I asked him if he would put some on. “Oh sure.* Normally my “boy” outfits me, but in this case, I’ll make an exception and dress myself.” While he put on his chaps, I sucked his 7+ inch cock and tugged (by his request) on his big, fat nutsack.* After each leather piece he put on, we paused so we could make out some more. And then he put on his “cover”. I must admit, I have a REAL thing for the leather daddy cap.* I think they look fucking HOT, and when they are pulled down low over the eyes, it’s just fucking sexy as hell. And he wore his VERY well. Basically his hat (along with his furry chest, furry ass, muscles, and leather clad body) drove me over the edge.* I went fucking wild. I even parted his furry asscheeks and chowed down on his tight little bunghole.* And I NEVER rim. Everything I did to “sir” he did right back to me.* He loved eating my ass and spitting on my hole.* And then teasing my pucker with his cockhead. Eventually he got me on my back, he lubed up a bit (mostly with spit) and we started fucking. And fucking.* And FUCKING! On my back.* On my side.* On all fours.* Standing.* Slowly.* Full repenetration.* Deep rocking.* Pounding.* Sewing machine quick.* You name it, we did it.* But mostly we were face to face so I could pet his beard and make out with him whenever I wanted. And he was never into punishing me or really humiliating me or anything.* It was all about pleasure.* At one point after I involuntarily cried “Ow!” he said, “I heard an ‘ow’ in there… tell me.” I told him that in that position, his long cock hit really deep, and when he did a forceful, balls deep thrust it poked just a bit too hard inside. Instantly “sir” adjusted his thrusting and his technique so as not to hurt me again. I gotta say, it was a supremely intense, and incredibly hot fuck session.* The likes of which I haven’t had in a long time.* I mean, sure my 10 inch buddy fucks me retarded, but I am not ‘attracted’ to him like I was to “sir”. Eventually “sir” had me on all fours at the edge of the bed where he stood and fucked my worn out hole until his load blew into my guts. I came seconds later, as he was still pumping ropes of cum deep into me. We hung out for awhile after, just shooting the shit.* Then he walked me to my car where he kissed me goodbye. I know he already has a “boy”, but man I sure hope we get to play again. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... One of my fuck buddies that I haven't hooked up with for some time came over this morning, said that he was horny and needing to be used. A Tall german twink, slender toned build, a perky little butt. He came over and undressed, we kissed and I ate his hole briefly. Then I slid my dick in, just using spit into his wet and hungry hole, I pinned him down on his stomach and drilled him hard, he begged for more as he always does. I pulled out and lubed up my left and and with little resistance got into his hole, I immediately punch fucked his hole, the way he told me that he loves it. I twisted my hand inside while punching him, his dick leaking precum all over the bed, I fucked him again with my rock hard cock, getting into his fisted hole was bringing me off way too soon, so went back to fisting his pussy. This time he was one his back, and we kissed while I worked my paw in and out of his slutty asshole, he loves being roughed up, used. I kept punching him, before I just had to seed his hole. I fucked him doggy style, he looked back and our eyes met, then once I felt my balls build up, I threw him down, pinned him, and shot a 3 day load of cum deep into his ass. My dick twitched a bit more, letting the final drops of seed take his hole. I pulled out, he got dressed and left to collect more loads in his ffantastic hole. More...

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