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To see Bend Me Over's original blog post click here Yeah that's what Jamie said to me yesterday when we hooked up. He was explaining why he enjoyed fucking me haha. He had had another trick a week ago while I was away but said the guy was too big. I hadn't exactly thought of myself as pint size – I'm 5'8" and 160lb. But Jamie is a lot bigger and taller, maybe 200lb, and a lot stronger. A few times when he's fucked me he's just picked me up from the bed and carried me to the sofa or picked me up with his dick inside me to fuck me standing up. Yesterday he seemed particularly horned up. He said it was a week since he had last hooked up. As usual we started with me sitting on him while he rocked up into me. Then he got up on his knees, pushed my legs back and fucked me missionary style. At times it got really intense - when he's extra hard he seems to gain a bit of length which makes it painful for me but in a good way, if you know what I mean. He went for about half an hour before he put a load in me. I told him I wanted his fist again. He tried both hands but once he had me loosened up he switched to his left. We knew from last time that it seemed easier to get his left hand in the last inch or two. I must have been feeling relaxed: within ten minutes he had his left hand in me up to the knuckles. I could feel that I had loosened up enough to take him the rest of the way. A few final hits of amyl and he slid in all the way to the wrist. It's hard to describe the sensation of having a fist in you. This time for some reason was quite special. Jamie has a big hand so it was still tight and the sensation was intense. It made me hungry for intimacy. He doesn't kiss but I reached out and pulled him down to me, wrapped my hands around his head, pulled his face down alongside mine, ran my hands up and down his back, held him close ... At some point I think I twisted onto my side, and then I was up on my knees, wanting to feel him from different angles. I was breathing hard and making a lot of noise. He moved his fingers in me a bit but didn't try to fuck me with his fist. I don't think I was loose enough for that. From what Jamie told me today he was in me for about ten minutes. There came a point where the sensation was too much to take and I asked him to pull out. I was on my belly at this point. He wasn't finding it easy. Eventually I just moved forward and pulled off him. Aaahhh! Fuck that was hard. I just lay there overwhelmed for a few minutes till I got my head back together. When I recovered I was still hungry for closeness. I remember wrapping myself around him, sort of purring or whatever you call the noises you make when you just have to be skin to skin everywhere with the guy who's been doing magical things inside your guts. We lay there for a well just replaying the whole thing. He is completely hooked on it. He loves looking at my arse, playing with it and above all getting up inside it. I think he would do it all day if I could take it. Next time he wants to video it. I forget sometimes that this is all new to him. When I was wondering why it was so hard to get his fist out of me at the end I asked whether he had his fingers extended or in a fist. He had been holding them in a fist ... More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... I am not prone to*hyperbole. With a somewhat public-facing profile and blatant disregard for the safe sex conspiracies, I am known. That said, I am not recognized. I don’t have a face that’s recognizable. It’s my choices that define me. And my words. Most people wouldn’t even know me if they saw me. So a constant cyber correspondent and I finally met. He, in town for a conference. Me, simply hoping to finally meet this man. I’ll admit among those on Twitter, BarebackRT.com, Tumblr and other online communities, there are those with whom I harbor secret and not-so-secret crushes. Some I simply want to breed… in the most instinctual way, mark my territory. Others, I want to actually meet, speak with for a moment before fucking their brains out and sending them on their way. A few, I just want to meet. Fucking doesn’t fit into the equation. With this particular man, he’d entered a relationship with a degree of openness. Bluntly, I’d been informed that fucking *— while allowed*— required the bane of my sexual existence, the condom. I never agreed to use one. We met. As with any such meeting, you wonder if cyber chemistry translates into the real world and, in so many ways, this did. It seemed to easy. While the Sunshine State may not be so far away from me, it might as well be world away from the protective cocoon his boyfriend seemed to wrap around him with calls and texts throughout our time together. Still, as the afternoon inched toward evening, some excuse for a hotel visit quickened my pulse. The tour of the downtown towering room ended as he excused himself to piss and I sat on the edge of the bed. He returned, as I commented on the vista in the distance, he crawled onto my lap and began to kiss me. Soon everything began to intertwine. I can’t forget the sensation as I removed his shirt and touched my hand to his smooth skin, feeling the heat radiate from it. It felt as if he brought the sunshine with him. Soon we were both on the bed, pushing the collection of travel belongings that always end up on that spare second onto the floor as we made out and explored one another. With almost a foot difference in height, being horizontal proved to be a great equalizer. When he first put my cock in his mouth, his talent truly came forward. The kissing continued to be our main thrust as I explored his naturally smooth body with my fingertips. The only hair seemed to be where you’d expect it… just a touch in his pits and around his cock. But when I ventured to his crack, I detected no shaving stubble or hint of fuzz. Smooth. Perfection. And speaking of perfection, the tan lines for an already light-cocoa man couldn’t be detected. As I broke our lip-lock and began to venture south to orally inspect what I’d perceived by touch, I savored every lick. This pocket Asian began to exude his natural body scents and oils. Both only drew me closer as I tasted the hint of sunshine trapped in his skin and the inhaled the exotic flavors. His tight pecs and perfect stomach gave way to this throbbing cock with a drop of nectar, which I lapped up then shared with the source as I had to return to those gorgeous lips for one quick kiss before finding those hairless kiwis just beneath. As I tickled them, he knew my intentions. He knew my aim. He knew my destination. My Asian friend had made it no secret that he loved his ass played with in a variety of ways and I intended to add a fourth meal to my day — this one, a Floridian fantasy of spectacular sphincter proportions. When I began to lick beneath his balls and nibble a little on his taint, I could sense his pucker winking at me. Over the next several minutes, I worked his hole. I licked. I slobbered. I spit violently. I pushed my tongue in as hard and as deep as I could, adding my fingers to spread his asshole wide. Then I would pull back, blowing it dry and just lightly licking it. Kissing it. Nibbling at the edges. I flipped him over and parted his mounds to motorboat. I lapped up all the juice he and I produced. And then I just looked and admired what creation had made. I would occasionally kiss him, letting him taste himself on my tongue. But of all the moments, one is seared into my memory. I’d resisted taking him, as much as I wanted. With every kiss, my cock conveniently would poke at his hole*— a talent I’d fostered over the years and quite frankly, did without thinking now. But today, out of respect for his intention to “make it work” with his boyfriend, I never thrust my hips forward to enter him raw with spit as lube. He was on his back, the limber man had his ankles at his ears and I’d been eating his hole. I came up, my cock again right there at his pucker. By now, it was wide open. My cockhead was just beyond the opening and I was about to plunge in for a kiss when his dark chocolate eyes looked at me with an intensity I did not expect. I froze. In a swift movement, his right hand came up and grabbed my cock, pushing be back a little. His left hand reached for my waist. He took the cockhead and pushed it into the pink tunnel opening. Then his right hand was on my other hip. And with both hands, he pulled. Fuck. His eyes closed. His mouth opened. I think we both gasped for air. Inside him, the intense warmth, my cock surrounded by everything that perfect ass had to offer. The look on his face, that few seconds lasted an eternity. And even now, as I write this, my cock throbs and leaks. My breath quickens. And my brain senses nothing but the intensity of the pleasure. His choice. Strange on my journey that I’d come to a place I could resist fucking a man I desired for so long and he chose to break his bareback oath. But as I throbbed inside that golden ass, we became one. The fucking that follows proved to be monumental. But I had one more fantasy to fulfill. Well, at least one. I sat him on my lap, wrapped around him and began to thrust up into him like a rocket taking off. Knowing that he’s smaller in frame, I don’t imagine I am the first to do this and, also, since I am not the biggest in the cock department, surely some other man had taken him this way. But as I did, as I granted myself this vision I’d seen, the intensity rose. Our fucking reached a pace and intensity like no other time in recent for me. And my Asian began to lose control. He leaned back, arched his back and cum came from his cock, splattering all over us both. Some tops go for bragging rights. But this was my fantasy. And the little fucker shot off like a rocket from my fantasy. I got an opportunity to sample more of this Asian delicacy and did. Oh how sweet. An ass like a champion, it was I who needed a short break before finally putting him on his stomach and fucking him again, nutting deep inside, filling him with my cum and everything I’d been thinking of for a while. When he flipped over, he begged for me to play with his ass. So I shoved my fingers inside, pushing my cum in deeper and tickling his prostate until he produced another nice load. And then I left, a little reluctantly, but still satisfied that I’d successfully gotten what I’d wanted and made him want it as bad as I. Related posts: Chasing Waterfalls I'm about to uncork a bottle. Not sure if we're going to find a fine wine or soured vinegar.Some know as I've entered int... Sling Time The hallways, passageways and places for sex were, without a doubt, interesting. I'd heard of Manifest, a liberation of local... 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. 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Click here to see College Cumslut's original blog post... Hey everyone. I'm still alive and kicking. I didn't break up with Jockguy, I haven't dropped out of school, I wasn't outed, I'm not HIV positive, I didn't get kidnapped. I've just had a horrible summer. As much as I like to share, the reason(s) for me being gone don't have anything to do with the blog and are actually fairly boring. They have, however, been mostly resolved/dealt with. So I am here, writing, ready to get this little blog up and running again In 15 days, my Ducks begin their quest to make it to back-to-back BCS Title games. And with football comes a new school year, and with a new school year comes hot guys, and with hot guys cums me More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I got a text today from a hot fuckbuddy of mine, who usually just does pump and dumps, he asked if i could come over to where he was housesitting and breed him, I said I would be right over. I went over and I couldnt believe just how sexy he is, he is usually blindfolded and in a darkroom, we began kissing and he undressed me, he pulled me to the bed and kissed me, his huge, muscled frame holding me down, I got hard and I slid my dick deep inside of him. He grunted in his deep voice, urging me to go on, telling me that he was mine and that I could use him however I wanted to. I laid him on his stomach and pounded him real fucking hard. He told me he loves when I use him, that he loves his hole being used and bred, I blasted off a huge load in him, lubing him up for the other men that would have him today. Later on I stopped by again, he was blindfolded and laying on the bed, I dove in and ate his cum filled hole, and somehow I could tell that he knew it was me, he just moaned as I ate his wet, loose, cum filled man pussy, I darted my tongue in and swallowed the cum from his asshole, then I mounted him and got in his spnked ass, it didnt take me long to shoot my second load with him. I left, leaving him to continue his cum collecting. More...

Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... A while back I wrote about my favorite poppers, as well as my favorite way to inhale them while jacking off or getting fucked. (Here's the link to the previous post: http://like-a-champ.blogspot.com/2009/12/poppers-101.html ) I wanted to revisit the topic since I've recently found another place to get the ones I think are the best. The outfit is based in Britain, and although I have to have them shipped overseas to me in the States, the shipping cost isn't as bad as you might think and it doesn't take any longer for them to arrive than it would if I'd ordered them here in teh States. European poppers cost a little more than what you'd pay in the United States, thanks to the value of the euro vs. the dollar But that could always change depending on exchange rates, and besides, the quality of the poppers themselves makes them worth the extra cost, and that is what I'm here today to talk about. My favorite brand now is The Real Amsterdam. They are strong. Very strong. But they have an almost sweet aroma to them, especially when first opened. I have long since started inhaling poppers through my mouth, with a little bit of the liquid soaked into a corner of a white sock that I then roll up and put in my mouth to breathe through. (This filtration method is explained in that previous post I mentioned above.) The strength of this brand of poppers goes to work immediately, getting my boner rock hard, my tits rock hard, and the rest of my body rock hard. Even if I just inhale this stuff the old-fashioned way, through a nostril, I still get this incredible buzz. I buy the big bottle of Real Amsterdam (partly because my sock method for inhaling uses more liquid than if you're just sniffing the fumes). And usually I buy several bottoms at a time to save on shipping and to always have a supply on hand. The online store where I get them is in England, and they will ship them out in specially designed boxes for each bottle, which is kind of funny. I am getting zero compensation for this plug, trust me (yeah, I'm an idiot right! I should be demanding they pay me for this!!) but here's the website of the place I order them from: poppers-shop.com ... Like I said, they charge a little more for their products, but they aren't watered down like some places I know, they don't give me any headaches, and they come in that nice big 1-ounce (or 30-millileter) bottle that I love. The bottles themselves come packaged in little individual boxes... very cute. But I just store them in my freezer till it's time to crack open a new one, and I end up using every last drop of liquid before breaking open a new bottle. I'm a connoisseur of poppers. lol. I've tried some of the other brands offered by poppers_shop.com but confess I am hooked on The Real Amsterdam. It's the real deal. Remember how poppers worked the first time you used them? Well, this brand will bring you as close as possible to that so-called gilded age of your youth. So I hope you'll give these a try and see how you like them. ---will p.s. They get delivered with the regular mail and I never have to bother to sign for anything ... It couldn't be easier for me to receive these European poppers in the mail. My Visa card works just fine on the ordering end of things, too. ;-) More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I thought I was fucked out after last week’s whore-fest. But apparently not. I texted the hung 24yo Latino stud, and he came over to nail me. Again. He was actually the first one to breed me last Monday. He was the one who started me on my 11 cumload rampage for the week. And he gave me loads #12 and 13last night. As I was sucking and deepthroating his beautiful 8+ downward curved fucker, I would take breaks and tell him how “naughty” I was all week. He got off on that. He also got off on chowing down on my ass. He worked his tongue and spit in there and got himself good and turned on. Then he slid in— all the way til he popped into my colon. Last week, when he fucked me, i hadn’t taken Any cock for weeks, so it hurt. Rather than popping up into my second ring, he just rammed it. Hurt like hell. You can hear me whining on the video I took of it. But this week- after 10 other cocks had taken their turn up inside me, I was ready. Damn if his curved cock didnt hit just right this time. And he was loving it— short thrusting his head past that second ring to get himself off. After about 5 minutes he’s grunting and spewing his sperm deep inside me. I made him stay in while I massaged the fuck out of his cock with my hole. We stayed that way for awhile, and I noticed that I could still feel him in my guts— fully hard. “Dude— your cock hasn’t gone down yet.” “I know— I’m thinking he wants to drop another load Inside this hot ass!” “Go for it,” was all I said as I hit the poppers. The second load took longer— maybe 10 minutes. But I was even more relaxed— and lubed. My hole got sloppy as fuck with him churning his Jizz in me. And my guts were making wet sounds every time he popped into my colon. He dropped his second load of spunk and I made him keep fucking me while I jacked off. I blew a huge load on the towel— which he scooped up, smeared on his cock, and rammed into me. We sat out on my patio and drank a beer afterward— basking in the afterglow. Man, I want him again right fucking NOW! More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I was a greedy fuckpig this past week/weekend. I was going for an even dozen cumloads, but ended one shy. I *should* have had 12— but the original #11 decided to pull a “no show”. I fucking hate that. Married, bi guy wanted to fuck me while I wore a harness and blindfold. I provided my address and he aid he’d be there in 15. 1 hour and no communication later I decided to go for a bike ride. Fuck him. I saw him online later and sent him a nasty note. But that’s also when I discovered a note from stoner top. This guy had bred me before and he sent me a note saying he’d been thinking about fucking me all day an hadn’t cum all weekend. I invited him over immediately. I call him Stoner Top, because I just figured out that he comes to breed me when he’s totally baked. At first I thought he was just sort of goofy nervous. Then I noticed that kissing him sorta tasted like he was a smoker— but not quite the same. Then when he couldn’t remember my apartment number after I told him 3 times…. Fine. He smokes a bowl then gets horny for ass. No problem— especially since his online profile says “safe sex only” but he nails me raw. And the fucker doesn’t lie about his cock size either. It is definitely 7.5… Minimum. And quite thick. With a big bush of pubes and heavy low hangers. Having him fuck me is hot! Even after taking 2 other cocks and loads on Sunday. He likes it doggy— so I oblige. And he likes it a bit rough. His cock is just long enough to hurt my guts when he thrusts deep. But I let him. Because I know he’s good for like 5 minutes of hard fucking before his cock snot coats my colon. Which it did. A full weekend’s worth. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Okay L.A. Pigs and piglets, don't you guys think its high time that there be a raunchy barebackers sex party here in Los Angeles, I know that I do. If any of you have been to the CUMunion parties held in SF, you guys know how fun and hot that they can be. I have sent them an email requesting that they bring CUMunion to LA, and I sent ideas of venues where they can hold it. I suggest you LA pigs do the same by visiting their website. All LA pigs should send it in, lets create a HUGE demand for this, and if you know a hot venue to hold it at, so much the better. More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Ok, so I’ve been a right cumwhore this week. 2 loads Monday, 2 Tuesday, 2 Thursday, 1 Friday, 1 Saturday, and 1 Today… so far.* And I have a guy cumming by to give me #10. I have to tell you about loads 7 - 9 though. #7— an intermittent fuckbuddy of mine that I met online.* Perfect “goldicocks”— 7+, not too thick, and a big shooter.* Plus the guy LOVES to eat my hole.* He came over on Friday night and we went at it like crazed weasels.* You would have thought I hadn’t had sex in weeks… let alone already 6 times that week. Anyway, he sucked my cock, ate my ass, I sucked him, and then climbed on and rode that fucker.* He got close that way, but like so many guys, it just didn’t give him the friction or control that he needed to “seal the deal”. So we switched to me on my back… and within 2 minutes he was pumping me full of a week’s worth of seed. #8— was a new guy.* 60 years old with an 8 inch uncut cock.* He invited me over so he could “fuck the hell out of my hole”.* I drove over and sucked him til he was hard. The first go-round didn’t work so well.* He was having trouble staying hard, so he asked if we could take a break.* We did and we peacefully chatted about random stuff… and then about sex and fucking, etc. After about 20 minutes (probably when the Viagra kicked in) he said he was ready to “give it to my hole good”. Fuuuuuuuuuck did he! Once that fucker was up to full mast, he was impressive.* Big knob of a head, thick shaft, and rock hard.* And he liked to fuck right at the hole. Thank god he’d loosened me up a bit with the prefucking.* Because now he was using his cockhead like a battering ram on my hole.* Punch fucking my pucker back and forth, in and out.* Then he’s shove to the hilt.* Then more punch fucking. I was climbing the walls, it was so damn good! Then he rapid fucked right at my hole, then shoved in and unloaded HIS week’s worth of cum in my ass.* I could feel every pulse of his cock. #9— a nasty fucker top dude.* 8.5” cock, decent thickness.* Totally dominant verbal top, love seedy talk.* And videotaping. He didn’t record our fucking this time.* And since he’d had guys bail on him in the past few days, he was really torqued up and didn’t last long. I sucked him and his filthy mouth was going a mile a minute about breeding ass and doing nasty things to me. Then he bend me over, lubed up, and shoved right in.* He lasted maybe 2 minutes before he was shouting that he was knocking me up with his sperm. Since I love a good quickie, I was totally cool with our whole session being over in less than 10 minutes. *** time passes*** #10 just left the building.* Holy JIZZ monster! Nice guy.* Handsome.* We’d never exchanged pic— he saw my craigslist ad, and wanted to cum over.* And still being cumhungry, I said sure. He shucked his drawers and I was a tad disappointed at first.* He had a smaller, flaccid cock.* But looks can be deceiving— plus I’d been spoiled by really big ones lately. Well— he ended up with a curved 7 incher, and he fucked me good with it. He was poking deep in our doggystyle position, and I was begging him for his babies.* He said, “Oh, you’re gonna get ‘em.* Pretty soon actually!” He sped up and piston fucked me for 30 seconds, then buried in me deep. And fuck if I didn’t ACTUALLY feel him squirting in me! “Fuuuuck dude!* I can FEEL you cumming!* DAMN I felt like 7 or 8 spurts!!” “Heh heh… yeah.* I’m kinda famous for being a big cummer.” Jackpot! I milked him and he fucked me with his ever softening penis for like 10 minutes, until he finally pulled out.* And since he lives 5 minutes away, he’s gonna fuck me again sometime soon! More...

Click here to see Midtown Mutt's original blog post... I was supposed to travel this week to play with a very sexy guy for the first time. But as so often happens, work got in the way of play...this time his work, so we rainchecked it. Still, I woke up Saturday morning with a powerful hunger for cock and ass. I've been in a slump with finding compatible guys on BBRTS and MH who can host. I was chatting with a guy on BBRTS who really wanted to breed, so I suggested a notorious video arcade on the edge of midtown. We arranged to meet at noon and he would fuck me until his babies were swimming in me. Now, I went through a stretch about a year ago where I used to visit this place occasionally. It doesn't get any sleazier than this place, but it is precisely for men (many of them trolls) to hook up for blow jobs or other anonymous sex. So I arrived just a few minutes after noon, and of course the other guy was a no-show. But there were plenty of guys of all ages, shapes and colors there. I entered a booth and soon, a sexy young black guy entered next to me. He had a nice thick long cock that he poked through the hole in the wall and I was deep throating him in no time. My saliva was covering his big cock, and so I dropped trou and backed up my ass to the hole in the wall and huffed some poppers. I heard the guy spit on his cock and then felt his cockhead pushing into my hole. He fucked me for about 10 minutes and it felt so good. Finally he pulled out and I decided to go over to his side of the booth so he could finish breeding me. I knocked on the door and he opened it. He said that he had already shot his load in me. I reached back and, sure enough, his cum was starting to drip out of my hole. I decided to go to work out at the gym and then come back. So I drove over to the gym which is five minutes away and got a bit pumped up (it was too hot to go for a run). While I was at the gym, I was trading messages with a hot cub on BBRTS who wanted to get bred, so I suggested we meet at the arcade. After my work out, I returned to the arcade and was a little early. I entered and there was an sexy dude near the door. I grabbed him and went into a booth. He had a nice big cock and I went down on him. After a few minutes, I pulled off his dick and dropped my shorts (I was still wearing a black jockstrap) and bent over. Without saying a word, he put his cockhead to my ass and pushed in. He fucked me for a while and then as he was getting close, he asked where I wanted his cum. I told him to breed it deep in me. He asked if I was sure I wanted it, and I just reached back and grabbed his hips and pulled him deep into me. He grunted as he shot his load. Then he told me I was the third guy he had fucked in the arcade during the afternoon. I left the booth and found the cub who wanted to be bred. He was pretty sexy so we went into the same booth I had just left and we started to make out. He pulled out his cock, and he had a fucking nice hot thick tool. I went down on him. He told me he wanted my daddy cock in him, so he dropped his shorts and I put my cock up to his hole and started fucking the shit out him. After a few minutes, I felt myself getting close, but I didn't want to cum yet, so I pulled out of him and told him I wanted him to fuck me. He sat down on the bench and I sat on his cock which went in me pretty easily because of the earlier loads of cum already coating my guts. His cock felt so filling that I rode him hard. In a few minutes, he told me he was gonna blow and he shot another load in me. I pulled off his cock and he stood up and bent over. I entered him again, and in less than five minutes, I was breeding him full of hot cum. He pulled off my cock and started sucking the remainder of my load off my dick. Then he kissed me and fed me some of my own cum. As I left the arcade, he was heading into the place deeper, for another load. What a pig! More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here In all my travels, in all my sex, I have never hooked up with a guy in the same hotel as I was staying. Even with Grindr and Scruff, I always think it could happen, and guys might be close by, but never in the same hotel. Imagine my surprise earlier this week. Scruff had a bald, furry, dad-type 156 feet away. Then 9. Then 88. Then 1. I understand there is only a degree of accuracy when it comes to the GPS stuff, but still.......there were no other office buildings or hotels around. We exchanged non-specific texts. It finally came down to that not only was he in the same hotel, but on the same floor. As you can tell by the title, he was in 819, I was in 826. Our schedules were hard to mesh up, but I was up early one day, as was he. He was downstairs getting coffee. I told him to knock on the door when he returned. Five minutes later, there was a knock. The man was 5'10", 180, maybe around 50. Bald and furry as I mentioned. Handsome face. We chatted. No expectations. He mentioned maybe we could meet after our business obligations, as he had to get ready for work and finish his coffee. I told him he should just finish his coffee while I went down on him. He made no move for the door. Probably only 5" in length and not as thick as you'd like - or I'd like - it was nice to have a dick in my mouth. I think he thought the same thing. He liked it. After a few minutes, he had to put down his cup of coffee so he could grab my head and pump my face. I felt bad he wasn't getting his caffeine fix, but I was about to get what I needed to start my morning. In a few minutes more, I got a mouthful of daddy cream. A lot of it, but it had almost not taste. None. It was a shame. But on the other hand, I felt I provided an important service to a man who had to conduct training the rest of the day. He could go with a smile. I stood up, he pulled up his shorts and took a drink of coffee. He looked down at my hard-on and asked if I was going to take care of that. I told him not to worry about it - and he didn't. His hand reached for the door and he was gone. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... This morning a hot black guy hit me up on bbrt and asked me if I would come over to his hotel room, turns out it is down the street from where I live, I was over in 5 minutes. he sold himself short on his profile, it said his body type was average, his pictures and him in the flesh told a tale of a sexy, lean, toned body. We kissed and I took him to the bedroom, where I ripped off his shorts and threw him on the bed, I slid my dick in, it was wet and hot as hell, he told me that a latin with a huge dick had bred him before I came over. Nothing my dick loves more than a cumfilled hole. That got my dick harder and made my nuts start boiling. "fuck baby, your dick is so big and hard, work my hole." I laid him flat on his back and used him as hard as possible, slamming my dick in and out of his black ass, pulling my cum covered dick all the way out and slamming it back in, putting all my weight on his body and humping his ass, fast. hard. deep. A relentless fuck, making sure he would remember his time in LA. I got up and fucked his ass, spreading his hole, getting there, getting hot, getting close. I fired off a deep and hot load in his ass, he felt it go off inside of him and cried out as the liquid fire ran through his hole. I got up, thanked him for the morning fuck, and went on my way. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Answered a CL ad today. Guy was opening his gh to all cummers. I answered the ad because he put a picture of himself on his ad. I don't know if the picture really were him, but the guy in the pic was cute, so... I went over and just as the ad promised, it was easy and fast. I stuck my cock through the hole and he went to work. In just a few minutes, I was shooting a two day load down his appreciative throat. He didn't let up on me while I was cumming which was kinda disturbing to me since I get so sensitive when I cum. After I pulled out, he stuck his cock thru the hole. I stroked it a few times and left. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here I enthusiastically headed down South of Market way to hit the Dore Up Your Alley street fair last weekend, mostly in search of porn. I was hoping that Spunk Video or SX Video would have booths selling dvds at serious markdowns as they have in the past...but alas, I was seriously disappointed. Neither had a booth, and of course, Treasure Island Media has been banned...forever, it seems, from Up Your Alley just as it has from the Folsom Street Fair. There actually was porn for sale, but it was crap from studios like Threshold, Factory, Blue Alley and some others, stuff that wouldn't interest dedicated barebackers. Dore Alley drew the usual and expected crowd, a lot of guys from out of town who dust off their leather gear a couple times a year and head straight for the Miracle Mile. As usual, the dudes who should keep their clothes on, were the ones who took it all off, and there were whipping demonstrations, the dildo ring toss, dancing in the street, all the stuff you'd expect. But what was interesting were the lines of leathermen waiting for a turn to piss. There were no fewer than 50 or 60 porta-potties and there were long lines for each of them...long, long lines such that one would have to wait 30 minutes to pee. I scanned Mindtrip's great blog 'Life in the Raw' and sure enough, he blogged about fucking a guy while waiting in line and the action continued to the shitcan. There was more than enough time to fuck a couple of hot asses. Up Your Alley is basically a charity fundraiser. Raising some cash for local charities is the ostensible purpose to have it all. But the organizers of Up Your Alley missed an excellent opportunity to increase their income, and let's see if somebody important sees it as I do: bring on the Piss Tent. Raise a platform and cover it with a big tent, and charge the piss queens to hang out in there and drink up all the piss that's generated by the thousands of gallons of beer consumed from no fewer than a dozen booths, not to mention all the local bars. Design the platform with a trough so that the pissers can pee into the hordes of thirsty throats below. There would be no physical contact at all, so it would be no more 'objectionable' than public flogging. The first step would be to contact all the pissing groups out there, the Wet & Wild crowd. If only the right guys will see it as I do. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... So where have I been? Some of you might have seen me on Twitter with occasional posts. Not much elsewhere. As I’ve struggled over the last few months, exerting myself upon multiple fronts to find an occupation for myself, the results failed to be fruitful. Each provided a life lesson for me. And I sit upon the precipice and ponder the path I’ve taken. I use people, most specifically bottoms for my own pleasure. As I have ventured a little further in recent times, I’ve opened myself up to a little more sensation but still, my intention is to mark my territory. I won’t settle for a condom, insisting that my cock slide raw into an ass and spray my DNA markers in that most intimate of places to say I was here. I’ve never been delusional about how the world works as well. While lacking the literal fucking and breeding, I’ve been*proverbially*bent over and marked through my life in many ways. And I let it happen. Perhaps my own need to breed back is my response to how society decided to use my intelligence, creativity and good will. Now approaching eight months of unemployment, struggling with comprehending why my talents are overqualified and too advanced for today’s workforce, I find myself questioning much. And then comes the sexual side of it all. The other night, I lay beneath a young man just making out. And a sensation came across like someone flipped on a switch I’d not felt in eons. Of course, we all feel it on occasion. A lunch arrangement and then when the time comes, it’s postponed and finally cancelled with a stinging “it was a mistake” to even suggest meeting. A sudden flash of anger and hurt then returned to calm as I’ve been here before, kicked to the curb for dropping my guard and giving humanity hope for a moment. If only I’d bred him when I had the chance. My territory went unmarked. A realization came over me about the number of people who use me as well. My so-called friends who only use me for their benefit and return so little back. Karma? Funny because I’ve been cutting some people out of my life. If I don’t see enough Return On Investment from my friends, well, they’re getting kicked to the curb as well. As a result, I think Karma has kicked my ass-supply. I’ve found it dwindles some, of late. I’m sure some cum-hungry sluts find the ass use a mutually beneficial relationship, but my one-off, use your ass as a masturbation device doesn’t often work that well. Part of me still hopes for a buddy in Atlanta who can fuck, hang out, bareback, etc. I don’t see it happening. And that occasional need for affinity comes and goes. But perhaps I should stick to an equation, a simple mathematical value of what I get for what I give. Incoming search terms: tumble bareback gloryhole Related posts: Fifteen Things I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. I guess you're allowed at 43, although it seems to me it's a little beyond midlife beca... 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 ... It's Official: I Have Fucked BOTH Matt AND Dan For those of you who follow barebacking blogs, you will know of Matt & Dan's Sexual Adventures (which currently is av... More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I seem to be making up for lost time this week; I got two big cumloads in my ass last night. The first was from this guy who’s bred me before. On hidden cam video with me blindfolded. However, this time he was cool with me seeing his face. After seeing it though, I think I prefer the blindfold. But he does have a decent cock— and I like his “take charge” attitude. He dropped trou and pushed me down to my knees almost as soon as he was in my door. He had only fucked me before, so this was the first time I’d ever seen/sucked his cock. The dude is a definite “grower”. Seriously— it was like sucking a cocktail wiener at first, and ended up as a nicely thick 7 inches! When he was fully hard, he shoved me roughly onto all fours on my bed, climbed up behind, spit, and shoved. Thank god I’d prelubed. Because this fucker meant business. I knew he was partnered so I started in with some talk. “Does your boyfriend know you like to raw fuck ass on the side?” “Fuck no, man.” “But you like breeding anonymous ass, don’t you?” “Hell yeah! I love seeding dirty whores like you!” And he pummel fucked my hole. It actually felt good as he wasn’t hitting near as deep as the guy yesterday. So I took it and urged him on. “Fuck my whore ass, man! Tear it up! Use it and Dump your cum in me!” I could tell he was getting close from his grunts and whimpers. Then he pounded even harder and shouted, “There! Take it you whore! You fucking dirty cum whore! I milked him until his shuddering subsided— then he yanked out of my ass, looked at the cum leaking out of my hole and said, “Yup, you got a good one.” Still horny— I trolled about online an found this guy on BBRT that I’d chatted with before. He lives close by, so I thought I might have a shot. I asked if he was up for breeding some ass— and he was! So a quick 15 minutes later he’s over. He’s a short fucker 5’4” and I’m 6’1”, so it was a bit mutt and jeff. But he was built with a hot, compact body and a GREAT cock! 7.5” and thick. He asked if it would be ok if we didn’t just pump n dump, but took some time. I said no problem. And man, am I glad I did! This fucker found ALL my buttons and pushed them repeatedly. He worked my nipples, he sucked my cock for like 30 minutes solid. And he ate my ass. God, did he eat my ass!! I swear his tongue was hitting my spleen— it was absolute-fucking-lutely amazing! And he could taste the other cum. After a few minutes of rooting in my ass he says, “If I didn’t know better, I’d think I was tasting another guys load.” “You are… Is that ok?” In response, he tripled his efforts on eating my hole— even using his finger to dig some of the load out. Then it was time for the fuck. He spit several times on my hole (god I love that!) and also on his cock. His spit was remarkably slick. Some popper hits later and he’s balls deep in me. And he was all about pleasure and taking his time. He made love to my meaty ass— almost worshiping it with his cock. I hadn’t had a fucking like that in ages… And me likey it! Eventually I just had to beg him for his load because I desperately needed to cum and could hold off no longer. He took some deep popper hits, an then used my ass to get his cock off. It didn’t take long either, and I can feel his cock start to flood my guts. I beg him to pound me and work his cum in deep while I jack my cock. He does and when my orgasm finally hits it took control of my whole body. We ended up on the floor, me face down, him on top, and we lay there, panting and stuck together. After about five minutes when we can both move again, he pulls out and a wad of semen plops out of my butthole. He bends down and licks it up and tongues it back into my hole. We showered together and the indent him on his way. Later I got a BBrT messAge from him thanking me for my ass, and requesting a repeat. Oh yeah. He’ll be cumming back. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Gear Fetish eh.... Well this could take a while but I'll try to keep it concise and simple. Lets start with what could be more everyday wear for me. I love Under Armour and Nike Pro compression, I wear those shorts as underwear most days. So I usually have some piece of tight lycra on my body and I get boned when I put it on. I have multiple pairs of shorts, compression T's, tights and 2 lycra body suits. I'm always on the look out for guys sporting the gear and if I spot one instant hard on. I also like other piece of sports gear like football pads and hockey gear they are hot, but don't own any. Next gear I like is neoprene or wetsuits, I have jockstrap and then a shorty wetsuit. The next natural progression is rubber/latex gear I want to get a full body suit with 3way front zipper that runs to the small of the back. To allow for access of private areas if you know what I mean. Also on my wish list is a pair of Nasty Pig neoprene chaps. These are the main ones I hope your imagination is running wild ;-) Ask me anything! Sexual, random questions, would you rather, seriously anything! nodu246dego@post.wordpress.com More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Ok- so I finally got a repeat visit from the 24 yo Latino stud. He’s the one with the 8.5” downcurve cock from a month ago. Well, he’d been dating a guy but that recently ended, and he was jonesing for some ass. And I was happy to oblige. He texted me about 6:45 that he was sneaking out of work early and he’d be over soon. (I got my hidden camera all set up and ready— I just HAD to film this stud nailing my butt!) At 7 he shows up sweaty and dressed in his biking gear. He asks for a beer— I give him one. Then I stripped off his shorts and started sucking his beautiful cock. His crotch was sweaty and musky— the scent was intoxicating. And I deepthroated his curved fucker til I gagged. Once he finished his beer, I asked if he was ready to breed me. He nodded, so we went to the bedroom (where everything was set up for a good profile video). I lubed while he hit the poppers, then I hit the poppers and got on all fours. His cock slid in to the hilt almost instantly. Unfortunately I hadn’t been fucked in weeks and the combo of this guys length and curve means it pops into my colon. When he went slowly, it was incredible— feeling his head pop past that second ring. But he isn’t a slow fucker. He’s a passionate 24 yo Latino. So he pounded my butt. I’m not gonna lie- it hurt. I wasn’t quite open enough for him, so his cock head just kept punching my second sphincter instead of sliding through. But it was a pleasure-pain, because his curve also drives my prostate crazy. I yelped with every hard thrust— but he was doing his best to give me what I wanted— his babies up in my colon. Thank god being young he lasted about 5 minutes before he said, “You want it? You want that load, faggot?” I begged him for it and he stabbed my guts mercilessly until he started squirting. Then he bear hugged means buried it deep. His head popped into my colon and I could feel his head throbbing and twitching inside. I made him stay in until I milked him dry— then he did the long, slow pullout. His curved, still hard cock popped free of my ass- sending me into spasms of ecstasy. All of which shows up beautifully on the video. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Last night I was invited over to the hotel room of an out of towner that I have been talking to for a while, almost a year. There was a part of me that doubted if I would ever get to nail his huge muscle ass, last night I went over to his room and he was wearing a very sexy wrestling singlet. I kiss him, played with his pierced nipples and fingered his hole, he got wet at my touch, we undressed and got on the bed, I turned him on his stomach and ate out his sweet musclepussy, I slid into his wet hole, and the fit was perfect. "Fuck me, fuck me, please." I moved slowly in and out of his hole, just enjoying the feeling of his hot and wet hole, sending shivers up his spine, he turned and kissed me, then asked if he could get on his back, that he needed to look at me and kiss me when i filled him with my hot load, that he wanted to look at me claim his hole. I gave him his wish and we kissed deeply as I put my arms around his huge frame. "Thank you, thank you for being here." he said. I kissed him deeper, as my dick went slowly and gently inside of his musclebutt, it just felt so amazing. I need your cum, he said to me, I need to be bred. I put him doggy style and nailed his hole, then it hit me, I had been in this room when I fucked the black boy with the perfect body, then came back later, fucked his friend, then nailed him again. I slammed the muscleman doggy style, causing him to cry out and I pumped a huge load of cum in his muscle ass, he got on his back, and we kissed, I tugged on his nips and soon he came all over himself. He laid there he jacked off again, we kissed, and promised that we would do this again. More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here The gathering was wrapping up. It was 01:00. The sky was fully of lightening and the rain was only beginning to spit. But it was a good time to finish the evening and make the hours drive home. I wasn't too drunk, but I had more than I should have. By the time I got on the main road, the rain came down harder. By the time I pulled in to fill up my tank, it was a deluge. No one else at the station, I didn't rush to pull out into a blinding rainstorm. I booted up Grindr. 4.3 miles from me he was, give or take 1.1 miles. You know how that works. I told him I was sitting in a station and no time for chit-chat. If he wanted it, he had to let me know NOW. He let me know. He gave me his address, I put it into my car GPS and was on my way. Only an 11 minute drive. Sweet. No problem finding the place and I was at his side door with him waiting to open it. He was a hot little fuck. 5'8" - little for my standards. Shaved head. Goatee. No shirt, plenty of ink. No body fat. In a matter of minutes my pants were off, my shirt was off and he was playing with my chest. He was ok at that, but not great. There really is an art to playing with a guy's chest, even when it is hardwired like mine is. Still, my ass was twitching - partially the booze, the continual horniness, a hot half naked man who want, or needs, to get off. We made out a bit. He had a hint of tobacco with menthol on his breath. Nothing to make me pull away, as I don't find that appealing at all. The guy took me back to the bedroom, it remained dark. He had me bend over so he could eat my ass. Like his tit work, it was fine, but nothing out of the ordinary. It was enough to engage me, but not to get me going, let alone enough to get off. ...not that I was looking to get off. But he wanted to fuck - and I wanted to be fucked. On my back, at the edge of my bed, he dropped his gym shorts and he sported about 5.5". Thin at that, the head of the dick was unremarkable. Still it was a dick. He asked if I wanted it raw. I told him, 'you already know that answer'. He really didn't, but I figured I'd let him think he was making the decisions here. I almost told him to 'go easy', but I wasn't there to stroke his ego, not that he needed it. The guy popped in with little effort. He went right to pounding. I could take it. That lasted all of five minutes before pulling out. This time he had me up on my knees, shoulders down, ass up. Again, he went in with no problem. This time he only fucked me, hard and deep, for about another 7-8 minutes. But his mouth got a workout. He told me how good my ass felt. He told me how much he'd like to see other guys fuck me. How he'd like to see his buddies fuck me bare. One after the other. How he knew these guys who would do it. None of these were questions as to if I were interested. I was, but he didn't care. Without build up or warning, he came. He was in me, but I don't think he meant to shoot as fast as he did. I think he turned himself on with his own fantasy and planning another event. He said it was four days worth of spooge. Nice. He immediately pulled out - and did not want to remain up there. I like when a guy does, but this guy did not want it. His house, his cock, his rules. I got up to get dressed and he wanted me to get off. He wasn't getting to his knees for it. He told me only 'faggots do that. I'm not a faggot'. I said, 'you only fuck them?' , which is something he affirmed. But he wanted me to jack off. Normally, I wouldn't have. I don't care to. But I can't tell you last time I got off. Three weeks? Four? I know - you are weirded out by that, all guys seem to be when I tell them, but it's true. I don't need to cum that much. I told him if he wanted me to jack off he'd have to get on his knees. I promised I wouldn't cum on his face (again, he sad that was for fags), but I told him I would cum on his chest, because I guess that's for straight guys. I blew a load. A huge load, as you might imagine. I just kept shooting and shooting and shooting. When done, he went into the bathroom. When he returned, I was dressed, keys in hand. He asked if I wanted to clean up. I reached for the door and opened it. Later, I said. And then I drove home in the pouring rain. More...

To see Bend Me Over's original blog post click here Things are warming up with my Samoan fuckbud. He's getting in touch every weekend. Friday he texted me to see if I could go up to his place for a quickie at lunchtime (couldn't unfortunately). Saturday he sent me another message. I went over round 2pm. He had a Fort Troff video playing. Usual story: he wanted to drop a load in my arse before anything else. He was really horned up. Once he gets going he likes to have me on my back, legs pushed right back. He works my nipples hard because he knows that makes me want more dick. He pushes deep into me and then just grinds away, pelvis to pelvis. He can easily go half an hour like that, and he's a big guy, so it gets very intense. The last minute he was banging me hard. I could tell when he came because of the sensation of heat as he blew his load into me. After he pulled out I pushed my fingers in hoping to get a mouthful. I got a taste but nothing more. We relaxed for a while watching the video – lots of piss, then fisting and fucking. I asked if he wanted to have another go at getting his fist into me. Last weekend he thought he had got into me but he hadn't gone all the way, only as far as his knuckle. He was keen. First time it like last weekend: he got as far as the knuckle but couldn't go further. I got him to pull out and we relaxed for a while. Eventually I said to have another go. It wasn't easy. I was on my back, on the bed. He was just using one hand, and the angle didn't quite seem right. But finally I could tell that it just needed a bit of a push to get in all the way. I rocked and twisted, trying to get the angle right, until I felt it happening. Then he was in. Aahh fuck! It was just too intense. "You'll need to take it out". He just looked at me. "I can't". "Just straighten your fingers and pull slowly backwards". He was still saying he couldn't. Aahh ... I couldn't take it any longer. I braced myself and just pulled off him. Sheeit! Whew. I just lay there for a minute, overwhelmed. He had a big hand. He had me good and relaxed but it had still been hard to take. Then he fessed up. It wasn't that he couldn't take it out. It was just that he didn't want to pull out. I abused him about it. He just laughed. Prick. It was nice just lying there touching, with my arse throbbing and the smell of jizz in the air. I was feeling extra relaxed. I said to him to try one more time. I could tell straightaway that this time was different. I don't know whether it was the angle or the j-lube or what but I could tell that he was going in easily. It happened quite fast. He got in as far as the knuckle. I rolled onto my side, pulled my legs up and started jerking to help with the final inch or two. All of a sudden he was all the way in. This time my arse was relaxed. I rolled onto my back and lay there just loving the sensation of having him inside me. He was like a kid with a Xmas present. It was clear from the first time we talked about fisting that he was fascinated by it and wanted to get into my hole. The other week when he got most of the way in he had taken a couple of pictures with his phone. Now he was in me up to his wrist, the first time he had got his fist inside another guy. We lay there for a while as he moved around in me, tested how far he could push and pull and tried opening his fingers out. He was babbling away about wanting to video it and put it up on xtube. Next time, bud. I eventually got him to pull out. He asked if he could fuck me again. You kidding? I pulled my legs back to my ears and smiled at him. Yeehaa! This time he had a load in me within five minutes. The interesting thing is that he seems to be getting more relaxed with me. More chatty, more funny. Talks more, touches me more even if he still doesn't kiss. I think he likes that I respond so much. I go wild when he plays with my nipples or when he gets his fist inside, I end up bucking and jerking like crazy. Yeah he likes that. At the start when he fucks me he makes me sit on him with my knees on the bed and sometimes the sensation is so intense I lie on his chest as he is pushing up into me from behind and i hold onto his head, real tight. Mmmm. This could get interesting. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here It's been a while since I updated, so here's a recap of my last four loads. Went to a party last night. The guest list was 65 people, but as usual, not even half that many showed up. I got to the house, stripped, and went into the play room. Two bottoms were getting plowed; one was bent over leaning against the wall, the other was in a sling. Some guy started blowing me, and as soon as I was hard, I walked over to the bottom leaning against the wall. He began sucking me off, and when the doorbell rang, the host pulled out of his hole and I rammed in. What a tight cunt that was... I fucked for a few minutes then pulled out cuz it was too early to knock anyone up. I turned my sights to the sling, where the bottom was waiting for a cock. I obliged by entering his hole. Warm, slick, made for cum. Again, I had to pull out for fear of early ejaculation. As there were only two bottoms, it was easy to decide who I was gonna inseminate. I went back over to the first bottom, lined up my cock with his hole and plowed away. As I unloaded in him, he told me I was his first load of the night. Earlier this week, a regular of mine came over. He ate my ass for ten minutes, then began sucking my cock. I rewarded him with a four day load. The previous load was given to another regular about one week prior. The fourth (or first) load of this post was given to a guy I've fucked before. He and someone else hosted a party at a local hotel. There were two bottoms and six tops. I was his first load of the evening since he kept asking for my load and asking how hot his hole was the entire time I was fucking him. More...

Click here to see Bare Sqwhirl's original blog post... Everytime I hear or see this Bullshit I like to refer people to this dialog from The West Wing... "President Josiah Bartlet: Good. I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination. Dr. Jenna Jacobs: I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does. President Josiah Bartlet: Yes it does. Leviticus. Dr. Jenna Jacobs: 18:22. President Josiah Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing: while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits." Ask me anything! Sexual, random questions, would you rather, seriously anything! nodu246dego@post.wordpress.com More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Went to Dore Alley and I had a fucking blast. Walked around, hung out with some friends. The usual. Ended up seeing a guy that chatted with on BBRT, niceandhard1. While standing in line to piss, I unzipped my pants and barebacked his jockstrapped hole in front of everyone. The security either didnt know or didnt care that we were fucking. We then went into the portopotty(classy huh?) and I fucked his beefy ass in there, he has such a low and sexy moan and I unloaded deep inside of his ass, leabing him dripping and wet for the rest of dore. Around 4 I went to the BBRT CUMUNION PARTY, last Folsom when I went, it was just a huge and opened area, now there are more walls, and areas. Either works for me. There was this sexy, furry, muscled pocket gay, standing in line and checking in his clothes. I walked over and played with his hole and kissed. I went to the play area and soon, he was there as well. I bent him over and ate his hole. There was a crowd watching us. I slid my raw dick inside of him and fucked him nice and slow, enjoying his hot ass. Then I began to fuck him hard and he took it like a champ, I nailed his hot and hairy hole, then we decided to take a break. I fucked a bubble butt white guy for a bit. Ate some hot cumfilled asses. I looked over and the latin guy I bred last year was there, and a white guy was breeding him, I dove in and enjoyed some more trophy cumhole. I wandered a bit and soon came upon this sexy muscled latino who had just been bred, I ate his cumhole. Then lined up my dick to his ass. "Papito" he cried out as a fucked him. "Take me papito." I fucked him on his back, and I shot a HUGE load of cum in his ass. Earlier I was invited to a party so I went there. There was guys sucking each other off in the bedroom, I was being social. I ended up meeting this hot southern guy, I took him into the room and fucked his hole, Hairy, athletic build, his singlet down to his knees. One guy cheered me on, Yeah, fuck him, cum in his ass. Breed him! I fucked him hard and I shot my third load for the day in his ass. I ended up shooting another load n two guys who were fucking, I stayed in, and ate some more hole. And I made out with this really cute 18 yr old latin boy who had just been bred. We talked about dore and I mentioned that I won a manhunt jockstrap, he tried it on and it looked great on him. I told him he could have it. He couldnt believe it and kissed me again. We lay on the bed making out. "Do you wanna get behind me?" he asked. "Huh" "Do you wanna get behind me?" "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Yeah" he blushed. I did as the cutie asked and I slid into his tight, wet, twink butt. Everyguy in the room watched I fucked him. One guy exclaimed, holy shit is that dude at it again, he's cum twice since he's been here. I fucked the cute latin boy some more. and soon, I fired off a load in his hole. "Oh my god, I can feel you twitching." I was still; hard and I fucked him more. "No, how is that possible?" the same guy asked. "How does a guy cum that much, that isnt human." "What!?" I asked. "Are you keeping my score?" "Heh, someone has to?" I looked at this cutie and what fun Dan and I could have with him and with that, a fired off my final load in his ass. After that he clung to me and said that his ass felt awesome. The rest of the party(when he wasnt taking dick) he was in my arms, kissing me and nuzzling my neck. SO CUTE. I enjoyed the rest of the party, met some great and fun SF guys, then went back to my buddy's place. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here We connected online and when we finally talked on the phone, I had to repeat everything...my address, the cross streets...several times. He stammered a lot even as he spoke only a few words, so I thought he might be a foreign type. He wasn't. He didn't seem how to use public transit in San Francisco...he said he was in the Castro and had to take public transit...but he didn't seem to know there's a subway station at Castro, so I guessed he might be a tourist. He wasn't. Then I had to repeat everything all over agan. I thought maybe he's just plain dim. He wasn't. But through all of this, I kept reading 'flake' and didn't expect much. I had cleaned out, was ready to go, and didn't have anything else going, so what the hell. He did show up finally, though, and he turned out to be a six-foot Italian guy with average-sized equipment so at first he didn't look particularly hung. In time, we changed all that...he got a decent hard on though it didn't seem all that hard when he was plugging me, and for a long time, too, about 45 minutes before he finally shot his load...it turned out to be a poz load, too, so it was a real seeding, nicely done. Then he lay down in the bed and made himself comfortable, closing his eyes as if drifting off. Usually my noon-time tricks hustle right out which is fine by me since I'm into quickies, pump and dumps, fast hose downs. And most of these daytime fuckers have to get back to work. But I didn't mind this, so I joined him in bed and we had a little snooze. Every time I touched his uncut dick, it responded by stiffening a bit, not a lot but enough to be noticeable. Then I went back to work, going down on that Italian sausage, getting it up again. He had the same idea. This big guy fucked me again and just as forcefully as the first go-around. During the first fuck he was changing his position frequently, as if he couldn't get a proper footing. I figured out that the best thing I could do was stay flat on my belly with the palms of both hands flat on the bed and not to move at all. This worked. Bottoming is not instinctive. You have to learn how to bottom, how to react or respond to the top, when to move and when not to. This top is a silent type, didn't tell me where to put myself, not so much as a grunt. So the bottom learns when to keep his mouth shut. We didn't do any dirty talk with this dude. Although he didn't cum a second time, he worked hard at it, fucking me for another 30 or 40 minutes, not that I had my eye on the clock, but if you're working the nooner crowd, you gotta keep this in mind. Not a real nooner,no being late getting back to the office, and the only guy who'll get fired, or fired up, this time, is me. More...