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Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... On a lark, and to help raise funds for Folsom Europe I decided to open up a t shirt shop, just basic stuff right now that goes along with the themes of this blog. Being a slut, being poz, loving muscles stuff like that. As I get better with the programs they have, or recruit someone, more designs will be available. But for now... My T Shirt Shop I have also added a new page tab with the link. Also, feedback will be nice, and if you buy a shirt by all means send a pic of you wearing it. More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here I find myself at a junction and am not sure which road to take. I woke up on Valentine's Day with a very sore penis and realized that I had the clap. I went to the clinic, got the shot and pills and was fine by Wednesday morning. I went in on Feb 24 to get test results and came back negative for a whole range of STDs, including HIV. I feel as though I dodged a bullet, but part of me says that coming up negative after two or three years of being a bareback top shows that as a top, my risk of infection isn't something to be worried about. I'm not sure if I'm rationalizing, or if there's something to it. Any thoughts? More...

Click here to see Cumdump's original blog post... i wanted to take as many loads as i can yesterday. First load was from my asian cum provider in my cunt. Second one was from cute young asian guy (video). We had a nice play, he rimmed my ass, lickd the cum from my ass and dumped his load in my cum lubed ass. Third one was from my black daddy who as always was a great fuck. I was in heaven. More (many of his blog posts have video)...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Imagine my sense of luck as I wandered into the darkened space and we locked eyes. I noticed him. He noticed me. His rounded face, the Latin boy*— no more than 26*— and with a nice build. That slight layer of baby fat still on his body but slimming down. Probably around 5-foot, 10 inches and no more than 170 pounds, he had a little whispy beard around his chin and jawline. But his eyes were a captivating blue. Men of all shapes and sizes filled the bookstore*labyrinth and I’d just arrived. Within moments, I knew the Latin lover ranked in the top third of the men. Within moments, he enters a booth, with a knowing look as I walked to the booth on the opposite side. Through the gloryhole, I could see his indistinct leather woven*sandals*— it had turned unusually warm for a February day but I’d never wear anything open-toed at this bookstore for fear of fungus creeping up between my toes. I locked the door behind me. As I unbuckled my belt, I noticed him doing the same and began to worry we might have crossed signals. Within a moment, it looked as if we had. He shoved his cock into the gloryhole. Good news for me, even in its flaccid state, it didn’t seem all that impressive. He’d pulled back the foreskin over the shinny head. I reached down and held it for a moment, considering my options and then, shrugging for a moment, decided to go ahead. I sucked. Within moments, the little guy reached full mast of *4½ inches. His*naturally*uncut cock proved impressively rigid. Luckily, for someone like me with a gag-reflex from hell, I didn’t need to worry. He stepped back from the hole and I stood, sticking my half-hard cock through. He worked my cock with deftness of a bottom. Lightly cupping my balls, his tongue danced across my head then down my shaft before slowly working it into his mouth. Of course, my prick reached full potential of 7 inches and he enjoyed every inch, occasionally massaging my balls. I closed my eyes and leaned back a bit to enjoy the sensation, only to have it stop and his hand push at my cock. His did now wrestling for my spot. I obliged and sucked him a little. It couldn’t have been more than a minute before I stood and put my cock back where it belonged. And like me, he sucked just a moment. He grasped my cock firmly by the base and I could feel the cool air around it as spit-soaked, it stood in the open air. Then something unfamiliar and suddenly familiar occurred as a pucker of his ass plunged down on it in a swift motion. Fucking hell. Jackpot! This guy has obviously been working up to this moment as he needed no adjustment. I looked down to see his hairy Latin cheeks*bulge*through the gloryhole. I went to pound town. Beginning to fuck his hole. Working it. Finding the corners of pleasure. Discovering the sensations of his beautiful ass chute. As I debated in my mind whether to breed this little fucker, deciding quickly that, yes, he would get my load. I buried my cock, in a moment to reach into my jeans pocket around my knees to grab my poppers. At that moment, in a split second pause, he began bouncing on my cock. Oh the pleasure! I was beginning to like this little fucker! His ass muscles clenched around my cock as I found the poppers and began to bring them up. Then, in that moment, my cock was abandoned. Lonely. Wet and left. Confused, I pulled back and looked. And there, I saw his little uncut cock spewing forth cum onto the floor between the feet of those sandals. As I looked a bit bewildered, he gave me a thumbs-up sign, zipped up and left the booth. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... Talked to one of my buddys on twitter this morning about hooking up, he's in town from NYC for a week(NO! Not Dan) and I wanted to get in his ass while he was here. At noon we talked again, he asked if I wanted to come by after he hit the gym I told him that if i came by before then he could workout with an ass full of cum. I dont think any piggy bottom can pass up the possibility of working out with a hole full of spunk so he invited me over and i headed over to The Weho Ramada to seed his ass. He is so fucking adorable We made out in the elevator and I grabbed his meaty white ass. i couldn't wait to pound him, he got to his hotel room and we kissed we got naked and I threw him on the bed and ate out his sweet pink hole, i grabbed onto his meaty white butt and darted my tongue in and out, I was turned on knowing that last night he was at Slammer being a slut bottom for the men on Los Angeles. After eating him out and spat on his hole, and rubbed his cumhole with my finger, then i spat on my dick lined it up and slid into his hole has such a sweet fucking ass, it felt amazing, i pounded him in and out, hard and fast, slowing down only so i wouldnt cum. The entire fuck was in my favorite position, him on his stomach and me mounting him. I looked at the mirror a few times during our fuck, it was so hot. He can really take a dick. He told me about his nights at slammer, taking hits of poppers and opening up his sweet fuckhole.I told him that i was going to pump his ass full of my special poz cum as i kept nailing his fuck hole, his sweet and tender poz fuckhole, it was just such a sweet wet hole in a meaty ass and I felt it pulling for my load from the moment I got inside of him. I slowed down again so i wouldnt shoot just yet, i wanted my buddy to enjoy my dick, because i was enjoying his hole. The connection made, two brothers in heat, I began pounding his ass wildly, he begged for my poz cum, no slowling down this time, with him saying the magic words like that, with my hands to his back, I shot my cum deep into his asshole, it was a great orgasm, I felt each spurt of cum around the head of my dick, he moaned as he felt his hole become wet with my hot and thick cumload. We lay there a while and chatted, and we made out, my cum deep in his ass, I played with his cumfilled hole with my fingers, he got dressed and parted ways. Thinking him working out at the gym with my seed in his hole has got me hard again More...

Click here to see College Cumslut's original blog post... On my walk home from Mike's place, I got a call from Jockguy. "Where are you?" he asked. "On my way back to my place." "From where?" "A friend's." That was our code word for hook up. "Oh, really? Feel like making it two in one night?" I laughed. "Do you think I'm a whore or something?" "No, of course not. Whores get paid... You're just a slut," Jockguy deadpanned. "Wow, that was a me comment." "Annoying, isn't it?" "Slightly." I paused. I really needed to get home and start my paper. But I was always in the mood to see Jockguy. Sex or not. "Ok," I caved. "I'm a couple blocks away. I'll be there in 5 minutes." As I made my way towards Jockguy's apartment, I got hard. I always did when I was headed to his place. There have been so many great memories there After a couple minutes, I arrived and knocked on Jockguy's door. I heard footsteps, then the deadbolt unlock. The door opened and there was Jockguy, shirtless, in jogging pants. "Come on in, sexy," Jockguy said, pulling me into a kiss. We kissed in the doorway as Jockguy ran his hands up and down my body. "This is the best greeting I've ever received," I said as we ended our kiss. "I missed you!" "I saw you what... 8 hours ago?" "Doesn't mean I can't miss you, jackass." Jockguy smiled. "Well, I missed you too," I said as we walked into the front room and sat on the couch. Jockguy laid on his back, laying his feet and calves on my lap. I started to rub his feet. Jockguy grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels while I rubbed his feet. After about 10 minutes and 6 times through the channels, Jockguy suggested a movie. Having blownoff my homework and paper for the night, I agreed. "What do you wanna watch?" Jockguy asked, looking through his collection of dvds. "I don't care," I replied honestly. "You ALWAYS say that!" "And I ALWAYS mean it!" "Ok, but that means you can't bitch if you don't like it." "Ok. Just don't pick something stupid then!" "I hate you." After about 5 minutes, Jockguy decided on "The Departed", which happens to be one of my favorite movies. Jockguy put it in the dvd player and resumed his position on the couch, this time his head in my lap. Jockguy and I watch movies and tv the same way - silently. We don't talk. At all. We cuddle, hold hands, rub each other's feet, things like that but we never talk. I HATE when people talk during movies lol. The movie ended and Jockguy turned the tv off. I was now the one getting my feet rubbed. "Which 'friend' did you see?!" "What?" I asked, caught off guard. "Which 'friend' did you see earlier tonight." Jockguy gave me his trademark evil-smirk. "What if I don't want to tell you?" "Then I'll have to kick your ass." Jockguy stood up in front of me. "So, who was it?" "Not telling!" I laughed. Jockguy then did something unacceptable. He KNOWS I hate it. He KNOWS he's not supposed to do it... He reached down and started squeezing/tickling my knees. I am EXTREMELY ticklish. And I hate it. I start to flail. My arms and legs go out in every direction. I fucking hate it! "HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! STOP!" I screamed as I began to convulse and flail on the couch. Jockguy pounced on top of me and began tickling my sides. "Better tell me! Who was it?!" Jockguy had me pinned to the couch and all my flailing was ineffective. "FINE! I'LL TELL YOU! STOOOOOOPPPPP! Jockguy stopped the tickling but remained on top of me. I was huffing, trying to catch my breath. "You are such... an asshole." "You brought it upon yourself," Jockguy said with a smile. "What's my number 1 rule?" I asked. "No tickling. Under any circumstances," Jockguy replied, without hesitation. "You just broke that rule." "You aren't exactly in a position to lecture," Jockguy said as he grabbed my arms and pinned them to the couch. He was right. If I didn't watch myself, he'd start again. I know when I'm beat. "Ok, I'll tell you... Can I sit up?" "No. I like this arrangement much better." I couldn't help but smile as Jockguy sat on top of me, taking control of the night. "I was at Mike's," I confessed. "And?" "He fucked me." "Hard?" "Yeah." "He cum in you?" "Yeah." "Did you like it?" "Yeah." "You want me to fuck you?" "Yeah." "You want it hard?" "Yeah." "You want me to cum in you?" "Yeah." Jockguy released his grip on my arms and pushed himself up. He grabbed me and pulled me up off the couch. He started kissing and nibbling my neck. His 3-day stubble felt amazing on my skin. He kissed his way up my neck to my ear and began nibbling my earlobe, which drives me fucking WILD! "I'm gonna make you forget every other guy you've ever been with," Jockguy whispered in my ear. When he said that, I literally got weak in the knees. I felt myself melt. He could do to me whatever he wanted. I was all his. I knew it. He knew it. Hell, the coffee table knew it. Jockguy grabbed me by the hand and marched me to his room. After closing and locking his door, he turned around and faced me. Leaning against his door, Jockguy stared at me. We made eye contact and kept it. It was almost as if we were eye-fucking. After a minute or two, I needed real fucking. I undid my belt and jeans and let them slide to my ankles. My cock was rock hard and tented my boxer briefs. I had a huge wetspot in front from my pre-cum leaking cock. Jockguy responded by silently walking over to me. He reached down and cupped my hard dick and balls. He released them and used his hands to pull my shirt off. Our bare chests and abs met as Jockguy pulled me closer. Our foreheads and noses touched. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Our hands explored each other's arms, backs, sides, and asses. Jockguys hands made their way into the waistband of my underwear. He slowly pushed them down and they fell to my feet. Jockguy reached his hands behind me and took grabbed my ass, one cheek in each hand. He pressed his lips to mine, opening them to allow our tongues to meet. As our kiss intensified, Jockguy's grip on my ass increased. He was now squeezing and pulling my ass apart. Suddenly, without a word or warning, Jockguy's hands released my ass. He pulled away from our kiss and pushed me onto his bed. Before I knew it, Jockguy had his jogging pants off and was crawling on the bed naked. We met and continued to makeout, our naked bodies rubbing against one another. Jockguy's hard dick pressed hotly against my stomach as he ground on top of me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head. Jockguy pulled away from lips and move to my neck. He kissed and bit. He rubbed his stubble around, giving me an unbelievable sensation. His kissing and nibbling headed south from there. Along my pecs and nipples. Down my abs and treasure trail. Soon, he was kissing and licking around the base of my cock. With his left hand, Jockguy grabbed my leaking dick and brought it to his mouth. He licked and sucked the stream of pre-cum flowing from the head. As he did that, his right index finger made it's way to my sloppy hole. Jockguy began sucking my cock and fingering my hole. He took my cock all the way in his mouth and began flexing his neck muscles and humming. At the same time, he added his middle finger to my ass, as he fastly finger fucked me. I threw my head back and began moaning. I grabbed his silky hair and made his head bob up and down on my cock. After a very short time, I was ready to shoot. "You have to stop! I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, looking down at Jockguy. But he didn't stop. He looked up at me and inserted a 3rd finger. He started finger fucking me even faster. I felt my nuts tighten. My cock began to tingle. My ass started clenching. And just at that moment, Jockguy stopped. He pulled his fingers out and spit out my cock. That FUCKER! Jockguy grabbed my legs and flung them over his shoulder. He leaned over and spit on his dick. After lining his cock up with my hole, he plunged it in. Having been both fucked and finger fucked in the last 4 hours, my hole was ready for it. It accepted his cock with little restraint. As Jockguy filled me up in one swift motion, I instinctively grabbed my cock. "No, no, no," Jockguy said, grabbing both my wrists and wrapping them in a tight grip. "You don't get off until I say so." With that, Jockguy began to fuck me. He started slow, steady, and deep. He would pull almost all the way out and push all the way back in. He put his arms behind my legs and leanded forward, lifting my ass so he could get as deep as possible. Every now and then he would lean down and we would kiss. I was in heaven. After his slow and steady fucking for who knows how long, Jockguy changed positions. Without pulling out, Jockguy put me on my side and spooned me. His sweaty chest and stomach stuck to my back, creating an intense heat. I turned my head so I could see Jockguy. He looked at me and smiled. Jockguy slowly began fucking me again. I arched my back so I could get him as deep inside of me as possible. He perched himself up on his bedside elbow and began kissing my neck and shoulder. At the same time, he started to pick up speed in his fucking. He started slamming into my ass, sending shock waves throughout my body. He grabbed my waist with his free hand and began pulling my body towards him with every thrust. I began moaning almost uncontrollably. Every thrust elicited another sound from deep inside of me. Jockguy's pounding got so hard, I felt like I was going to blackout. I literally got light headed. Everytime I thought that was as hard as he could fuck me, he kicked it up a notch. This was one of my top 3 hardest fucks. And it felt fucking AMAZING! To be honest, I don't know how long he fucked me like this. It seemed like forever. I lost track of time. I lost track of everything except the feeling of Jockguy inside me. Eventually, Jockguy released my waist and grabbed my cock. And within 3 jerks, I exploded. I shot a HUGE load. And I felt like I was high. I laid my head on the bed as the sensation of getting fucked and getting off became one. The site of me cumming and my ass clenching must have set Jockguy off. After a couple more forceful thrusts into my used hole, he unloaded a massive load. I could feel his cock pulse in my ass as he seeded me. Jockguy let out an inaudible moan as he filled my chute with his hot seed. Jockguy stayed buried deep inside of me. He grabbed me around the stomach and pulled me into a big hug. I turned my head towards him and we kissed. I couldn't say anything. No words could have properly described what I was feeling. I let my body do the talking. I voiced my appreciation through the deepest kiss we have ever shared. After our post-sex kiss, Jockguy wrapped his muscled arm around me and pulled me in as close as possible. Our hands and fingers intertwined as we laid in our sex induced ecstasy. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Jockguy whispered in my ear. "I love you." More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I got hit up by a guy that throws sex parties, he had some guys in a hotel room and they needed a top over. I jumped on the Red Line and went over to the hotel. I walked in and there were laptops and a TV set playing Treasure Island Media porn. One bottom caught my eye, a cute red head with a few tats on him trim little body. As I fucked his ass he pulled out his iPhone and recorded my black dick going in and out of his ginger boy asshole. He asked me to hold the iPhone and I did, thrusting in and out of him while watching the view on the screen. (I'll see about getting a copy of it) After I fucked him there was another boy there, punkish looking with a furry butt. I bent him over and lapped up his asshole. I slid into him and held his thin hips and fucked him hard, his hole gave up no resistance as I plowed him. The latin guy who invited me and the boy I just fucked looked on stroking their cocks and playing with their holes. I pulled out of his butt and went in the bathroom, where the guy who was having this little shindig was showering. He was meatier, furry, older. My type of man. We got in the shower and made out, he turned me around and said he needed to eat my beautiful butt. I raised one leg and he chowed on my hole, spreading my cheeks and sticking my tongue deep I went back and there was a black guy being blown by a beefy white guy, i licked his ass. He looked at me and whimpered, The black guy moved on to one of the other bottoms and I put the beefy guy on his back, I slid my dick into his hole. "Breed me man, give me that poz dick, please fill me with your seed." I pounded him hard, I knew I was going to give me my poz load, I mean, here he is begging for it. I love when a bottom begs for my seed, I had him go doggy style and pounded his tight clean hole as hard as I could. "Yeah... yeah... yeah... poz me, charge up my fucking hole." I held on tight and shot my hole deep in his big beefy butt. "Damn, when did you cum last that load was HUGE!" I looked at him as I dressed and walked out. "Yesterday" More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... I just had a top bud over that fucked THE HELL out of my ass. Hard. It has been over a year since this guy has tapped me, and I sorta forgot about him. He has a nice cock— 7.5” and thick. And a muscular body. And he gets VERY into fucking. HARD fucking. Seriously, it hurts. First off, he pretty much just shoves in. He gets off on hearing guys whose and cry out in pain. Then he pounds you. Deep. Slams his groin into your ass. Again and again. I’d totally love it— if his cock wasn’t exactly the wrong size and shape to fit well in my ass. He is just long enough to hit my second sphincter— but not go past. Juuuuuust enough to punch it. He really gets off on dirty talk too. I just keep talking about how his cock is hurting so good and how I can’t wait to feel his load coat my guts He REALLY loves the breeding talk. After 5 minutes he slams me roughly and without mercy for 30 seconds or so, them cries out and punches his first load into me. I milk him for a minute, and then he starts pounding again. Asking me if I’m ready for load #2. I beg him for it. Mercilessly he pounds it into me. Then, he slows down a bit, but only to catch his breath. Then he’s pounding me again. My hole is so sloppy with his cum at this point that every thrust makes a wet, slapping sound. An my room is starting to smell like cum and poppers. This gets him hot, and he starts destroying my ass again. I’m talking most filthy and whimpering with every thrust. Load #3 gets stabbed into me. While he’s still thrusting in, I reach down and jack my dick. An in 5 strokes I blow a huge load all over my belly. He unceremoniously pulls out and heads to clean up— leaving me to will away the pain in my shitter. I’m so gonna be walking funny tomorrow. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here If there is such a thing as art direction in the world of porn videos, then Slut Machine is the studio that does it best. It makes for better porn, that's for sure, and 'Choke,' SlutMachine's latest, is the best video I've seen so far this year. There are some fetish scenes: a bottom wrapped in a straight jacket gets fucked by a Latin and Black top...and another bottom gets fucked while clinging onto mattress springs anchored to a wall. But it's all so beautifully thought out, that the setting enhances the sex, and the sex is all vigorous and exhilarating to watch. A couple fuck on a mattress in a red room, and the art direction comes into play by showing off the models at their best...the colors are worked in to make the best of the performers' skin tones and physical features. Jacob Slader, Antonio Biaggi, Chase Coxx and Justin Jameson are the tops in 'Choke,' and who could ask for more? Sage Daniels gets plugged by Zel Miller, and cute bottomslut Tyler who got plowed on the mattress in 'Ride Hard' by a video arcade customer and then, the Latino janitor, actually flips in his scene with bottom Blue Baily. Blue Baily also gets it from Antonio Biaggi in maybe the hottest scene...this Blue fella is a new find for me, a hot little post-twink type with a curious tattoo that I fantasized as a stylized shamrock suggesting a biohazard design...as in, hey I'm Irish and poz. He's certainly looks good enough to pass for Irish, but I can only fantasize about his status, because I don't know. Anyhow, we hope to see more of him. Check out 'Choke'...if you're already a Slutmachine fan, you'll want it to complete your collection. Cheap thrill today: a construction worker walking into the Bank of America branch on Castro Street...with a biohazard tat on his forearm, but individualized with a Frenchy fleur-de-lis kinda look. God, I love San Francisco. More...

Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... Another reader tells his true story about being fucked for the first time. Please send me your First Fuck Story or First Bareback Fuck Story. I am also writing and editing a couple more of my recent encounters so stay tuned. blk4whtass@live.com Hello Sir, I've just started reading your blog and am enjoying it very much. I like the detail you include beyond just the sex, so there's that for you. I'll confess you scare the hell out of me. The stories where you "go to the dark side" I find scary as hell. I'll admit I jack off to your stories and like the fantasy of brutal sex but the practice is something else entirely. Several years ago I was bareback raped by my partner at the time. He had been accusing me of cheating etc. But the brutality of the fuck really effected me and I've been a hesitant bottom ever since. The story I'm giving you here is not that one but the first time I was ever fucked. I have been writing up my stories trying to sort through my feelings and I guess it's time to share. You requested our first time stories and this is the first time I was fucked. Previously in my teens two guys had attempted but they were just not doing it and I was tighter than a nun so it wasn't till I was eighteen that I first became a man. I've changed his name and I guess John is common enough so do what you think is right. I trust you. I hope you enjoy it. Respectfully, John This is the true story of my first fuck from when I first moved to Minneapolis for college. I was 18 and had a shared apartment in the "gay" neighborhood of Loring Park. This was '82 and the park had a reputation of being really cruisy. I was a little intimidated but made a point of being out and about. Loved seeing all the hot guys around and was almost always in a state of high excitement. One night while I was hanging in the park I saw a guy that was my "type." He was prob about 42 or so, kind of scruffy beard, big arms and shoulders. He had a little gut, but so did I. He was wearing faded tight jeans, maroon t-shirt with leather vest over it and big work boots. I was really attracted to him but didn't know how to proceed. He was walking around the pond and towards me. I didn't want him to just pass and thought I may just get a better look at him so I went up the grassy bank a little and sat down, just casual, looking out over the water. It was early autumn and was just starting to get dark. Now it happened that the place I had picked was just above a bench facing away from the water and across the path up the hill. He takes a seat on the bench, very casual himself and just looks around. He wasn't paying much attention to me right away, just lit a cigarette, leaned his arm on the back of the bench and relaxed. I was going nuts. His biceps had bulged out over the back rest and I could see his hairy armpit. I had to do something. I had been laying back on my elbows with my knees up. He was directly in front of me. I waited for him to glance my way, and boldly grabbed my crotch. It was the right thing to do. He eased himself off the bench and started my way. "What's up?" "Just hangin'," My heart was racing but I was trying to be so cool. I fancied myself some kind of a punk in those days so had gelled up hair and combo of vintage clothes, fatigue pants, and combat boots. He sat right next to me and started to chat. His name was Gene, he lived in the neighborhood. If I wasn't busy did I want to come over for a Beer? We walked a couple blocks to his building. He had a small apartment, one room with a kitchen. Bed in the main room and like a round sofa lounger thing in the middle. There was a Colt calendar on the wall I remember staring at. He got me a beer and we talked about school, his work, if I was seeing anyone. I had been siting on the bed and he lay down next to me. He touched the side of my face and brought me in for a kiss. I could see he was getting hard and I was already there. "Let's get naked" very direct. His chest was as hairy as mine and his cock was a little bigger than mine with some foreskin. He'd been cut but the doctor had been kind and left him a little something to play with. He took my cock in his mouth, it felt cool with the beer and startled me. He pushed me down and positioned himself between my legs. He sucked my cock easily, rubbing my balls with his thumb, then reached up to tweak my nipples. When his head would bob up I could see his cock, rock hard and dripping. I was in love with pre-cum (still am) I slid around till I was under him with my cock in his face and his starting to drip in my open mouth. I went down to his base being careful of my teeth and gaged a little. I was getting real close to cumming and pulled him off my cock. He knew what was going on and backed off a little then pushed up a bit and started rimming me. I love having my ass eaten and he was very good. My cock was bouncing off his chest hair and he had started a real comfortable mouth fuck on me. As I relaxed more he was able to push into my throat a little. I could tell he didn't want to hurt me but he was moaning and loving what he was doing. He started to tense-up after awhile. He pulled off my ass, grabbed my cock strait up and took it down to the base. He was moaning and the vibration was making my cock throb. He started fingering my hole and thrusting more aggressively. I was cumming and he came at the same time. I was flying. My whole body was vibrating. His cum was sweet, and salty and there was a lot of it. He kind of collapsed on me and we lay like that for a while soaking in the heat of each other, basking in the afterglow. His cock was dripping down my neck still half hard so we twisted around laying next to each other. I had my head in the crook of his arm nuzzling his chest and just laying close. He was idly playing my nipple and leaning down for little kisses. He smelled great, all sweaty and manly. I could smell a little of his funky crotch clinging to my lips. I started getting hard again and he kind of laughed. He sat me up on his chest and started sucking me. He asked if I could come again. "ya, no problem." He lifted my ass up to angle me into his mouth better. He was reaching back and playing with my hole. His fingers were thick and calloused with very short fingernails and felt great just teasing my hairy opening. We both came again that night and I slept over. In the morning I woke him with a blow job. Then he did me again while I was getting dressed. We hooked up every few days after that. He was a great and patient lover. We never went anywhere or did anything but sex. He loved playing with my ass and asked me if I like to get fucked. I told him I'd never done that before and he laughed like I was kidding. He put a towel on the sofa thing and had me lay over it. He gave me a bottle of poppers, got some lube and condoms and got on his knees behind me. He pulled my cock down so it was hanging over the edge of the sofa and started to lick my hole. He was using lots of spit and taking his time, fucking me with his tongue and spreading me with his fingers. He'd push his face deep into me, working his tongue around, feeling up my back and then down my sides getting my whole body involved. I was so into it. He stood up and lay across my back kissing my neck. I turned and we kissed deeply as he ground his hard dick along my crack. I could feel his pre-cum getting me slick as he whispered into my ear, asking me how I was feeling and did he feel good on me. He went back down on his knees and started licking from my cock-head all the way up past my balls into my hole again. He kept up his riming until I was pushing back to meet him, opening up. "Fuck me." "Are you sure?' "Yes, Please! Fuck me." He licked my ass some more then started working some lube into me. While he put on the condom he told me to take a hit of poppers, then he started to enter me. I was feeling so open to him and could feel his fat head stretching me. He eased off, ran more lube over my hole and started entering me again. I took another hit and felt his head pop in. He paused rubbing my sides and inner thighs. I could feel his heat and pulse. I pushed back a little and felt more of him slip in. He told me I was doing great. How did it feel? "Full, Good" I panted. It stung but I wanted it. "You want more?'I answered by pushing slowly all the way back until I felt his pubes on my crack. He took a hit of poppers, gave me another one and very gently pulled a little out. "Ahh" "you ok?" "Yes, go" He stared a slow fuck into me, pulling a little further out each time and picking up speed. Suddenly I was in heaven. He grabbed me by my calves and pulled me up flat on my stomach. He lay across my back and went in at a different angle. He was kissing my neck and pulling my shoulders back to him. He really stared to fuck. I could feel our sweat slipping between us and hear his balls and thighs slapping against me. I raised my ass a little and he groaned and thrust deeper and harder. Then I came. My ass must have been squeezing his cock because he went stiff over me and I could feel his spasms too. I shot such a huge load it was all over the sofa and towel. He lay on my back, both of us catching our breath. He slipped out of me and tossed the condom. We fucked a few more times after that and tried a lot of different positions. Again he was a patient teacher but I never felt anything as great as that first time. A weeks latter he told me he couldn't see me anymore. He was in treatment for sex addiction and his counselor told him even one partner was holding up his progress. I called him a few times but we never did hook up again. I saw him getting off a bus 15 years latter. He looked tired and didn't seem to notice me. Kind of sad. Sorry that was so long. I got into the memory and just went for it. Haven't thought of him in years but you never forget your first do you? More...

To see BB Cunt's original blog post click here I deleted my blog last summer.... NOW I am back.... My stories from last year are still saved on my computer, so I will repost them one-by-one for your enjoyment... After this, I will start posting new stories. AND as usual - ALL THOSE STORIES ARE REAL and happened the way I describe it. NO lame fantasies, ONLY REAL confessions of the biggest CUMDUMP whore ever.... So guys, are u ready for this???? More...

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Click here to see Pussy Boi's original blog post... Yes.... I am alive. That time of year where school goes into overdrive - cannot wait for this grind to be over. Appreciate all the nice notes - I noticed that I've eclipsed over 400,000 page views - holy fucking crap - that's a lot of people. Fucking so turns me on though - literally fingering my twat right now with my right middle/index finger in hopes that you'll pause for just a moment, picture it, and pretend that your dumping your baby juice in my hungry twat. God o' god I love being a faggot cumdumpster - TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!!! Been also busy with the crop of cock I am whoring out for these days. Between balancing classes, workload, friends, and cock, I have an overflowing plate (and pussy). Went on a binge last month to where there were a few moments where my pussy felt so wrecked that I didn't know if I could take more. Don't worry, I did. I always think that, and then I get that email or text from someone or hop online and get him with the IM contingent. Not sure what the average quantity of dick and loads I've been opening wide for recently, but the last day I remember not taking any loads was in early January. A couple fuckbuds of mine (Caleb and Scott) who met through me and love taggin' my holes together when possible have been talking about getting a group of dudes to pimp my cunt out. Lots of talk, no action on it. However, I got invited to a SuperBowl party where they both happen to be also at. It is not uncomfortable in public with them (unlike some other dudes who act like they've never seen me before when I was riding them like a donkey the day before...), but is discrete nonetheless. Big two story off campus house, TVs upstairs and downstairs, food in the kitchen, keg in the garage. Probably 40pp (mixed) were then when I showed up mid way through the 1st quarter. Knew maybe 10pp there total, was fairly chill with pp in and out, drinking, smoking on the back porch, etc. It wasn't raining at least. The SuperBowl amazes me because it is the only time that groups of adults collectively stop to watch commercials and half time shows. I never did get to see the BYP since I was in an upstairs bathroom at the time getting stuffed with Caleb and Scott. They didn't cum the first time in there, but upon return to the party, I felt distracted to say the least. During the 3rd quarter I kept making awkward/exhilarating eye contact with Caleb who would give me a devilish grin from time to time. I also noted he and Scott having side conversations with themselves. My cunt was obsessed with finishing the deed and getting some seed. Well, Scott came over and stood next to me, then at an opportune moment told me to head upstairs at the next commercial. At the next commercial break, I excused myself from the TV huddle and headed upstairs. I went towards the bathroom and passed by a bedroom where Scott, Caleb and two other guys from the party were standing. Scott came over and grabbed me, shut the door behind me, pushed me over towards the rest of them, and then was immediately grabbed by all of them, my shirt yanked off and body felt up, hands going down my jeans straight into my pussy crack, and almost in one movement was placed down on my knees and cocks being whipped out and shoved in my face. I never hesitated and went immediately down to the base of one of their cocks, cock in both hands jerking them off at same time, then getting pulled off onto another cock and having my throat used like their girlfriend's pussy. I was pulled up from underneath my arms, sat on the edge of the bed, pushed back and pants undone and pulled off along with briefs I had on. I instinctively pulled my legs apart and back into my chest. Then one of Scott and Caleb's friends shoved their cock into me and got a good rhythm going and started talking lots of shit, verbally degrading me, which then go the rest of them going to and they all started rooting each other on, talking about me as if I wasn't even listening. That got me going and along with the beer, I was in slutty heaven. Then their other friend, who I had seen before, but couldn't place where, shoved a fucking rock hard dick deep into me and pulled my ass towards him and had me position it up a little, then pushed his cock down and the base and started to power drill my pussy, taking it entirely out of my cunt each time and going as deep as possible. That got me moaning and screaming like a little hungry bitch and had me begging for more. Caleb told me to shut the fuck up and proceeded to shove my mouth full of his cock which totally didn't fit considering the position they had me in. He did eventually lower me back down and deep fuck me until he sprayed my hole deep. In my cock frenzy, I just then noticed that that 3 more guys were in the room watching, hands rubbing their cocks. So, each one of them took a turn on my pussy. It was sort of like Goldilocks & the Three Bears - one fucked me hard and fast, one fucked me deep and slow, and the last fucked me jjjjuuuuuusssssstttttt rrrrriiiiiiggghhhhhhhhtttt. ;-) The first guy who fucked me then took another turn, which at this point my pussy was dripping - 8 loads so far - and fucked my guts out. I am pretty sure it was his room we were in - I saw some pictures of him on a screensaver running on the computer on the desk in the corner. He took a good solid 10 minutes of teasing my pussy, taking some of the cum on my pussylips and on my leg and feeding it to me with his fingers, then fucking me again. Once he was done, the guys let my legs gingerly come back to earth (you try having your legs pinned to your shoulders for 90 minutes straight through a violet series of fuck sessions!), and then Scott and Caleb helped me up and told me to go get cleaned up. I cracked the door and the coast was clear, so went to the bathroom, turned the light on, started a shower, took a piss and then got in. like 5 minutes later, door opened and it was Caleb. He opened the shower, turned it off, didn't say a word, but turned me around, opened up the slit in his boxers and rubbed it on my cunt. then he slowly sunk his 8 inches in me and pumped me for like a minute and then he grabbed my hips, pulled his ass into him as I felt my pussy wrap deeper around his shaft, and he coated my vagina wall with his seed. mmmmmmmmmmm - felt so fucking good. He pulled out, grabbed my towel and whipped his dick off, then laughed as he looked at me. Asked if I had fun, which I said absolutely. He laughed and said I was the highlight of the game for sure. He then basked in his own awesomeness for a moment bragging about how he and Scott had planned this out and how much of a cumdump I really was and how everyone who lives in this house knows what a fag I am, etc. Jeezus -- Go Pack Go. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... The Bareback Brotherhood and its recent growth forced a certain justification debate that, quite frankly, I should not engage. However, I do love a good debate when I can find someone with an open enough mind in which to discuss barebacking rationally. Few people will, even though when the lights are off, condoms never come out of the packages. As most men debate, they will admit to having bareback sex — just not condoning it. It’s funny to watch Gays in the same place as the right-wing lawmakers who persecutes GLBT rights only later to find they’re sitting in airport bathrooms tapping their feet hoping for a beneath the stall wall blowjob. It baffles my mind they cannot see the hypocritical stands they themselves take. I’m getting off on a Dennis Miller-style rant. Let me back off. This entry jumps around a little. I want to address a variety of issues and explain bareback sex in a logical, straightforward manner. If your mind if closed, stop reading now. Go somewhere else and leave me alone. And don’t bother leaving a response, especially something including negative feedback, I’ll simply delete it. Why Do You Bareback? I always answer this question with a collection of questions: Do you smoke? Do you drink? Do you do recreational drugs? Do you eat fast food? Do you drink too much*caffeine? Do you drive too fast? Do you always wear your seatbelt? Do you do things that risk your well-being? Answer “yes” to any of the above and, well, you’re risking your life too. Smoking Kills More Smoking is my favorite to talk about. Spend literally thousands of dollars a year sucking in toxins into a body, purposely addicting it to carcinogens. With every puff, destroy cells that feed oxygen to blood and, eventually, the brain. Those lung cells never heal. That mild buzz that’s created just for the smoker. The hazy exhale of waste pollutes the air. Clothes stink. With every additional puff, someday the smoker will likely get heart disease, cancer or chronic obstructed pulmonary disorder. The number one leading cause of death: Heart disease. The number two leading cause of death: Cancer.*Of the top eight leading causes of death, smoking contributes to six of them (http://www.time.com/time/interactive/0,31813,1911060,00.html). In a discussion with an 18-year-old Twitter user, he told me, “One cigarette won’t kill you.” My response was, “How many cigarettes did you have yesterday? I bet the answer is more than one.” There’s no human contact with smoking. There’s a transfer of cash to big companies and, well, you destroy the environment a little bit more. And there’s nothing “safe” about smoking. There’s no safe option to smoking other than quitting entirely. Drinking and Drugs I’ll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good booze fest every once in a while. And while I have never, ever partook in an illegal substance in my life, I think that solving America’s budget crisis could be in legalizing marijuana. While some medical professionals have stated healthy effects for these substances, I’ll bet most of the Gay community’s use of these surpasses the *healthy stage and runs right into the excess. Have It Your Way with an*Espresso*Shot America has become a country of obesity. We eat too much unhealthy food. I can’t speak for the rest of the world, so the fast food argument has to be one reserved just for the Yanks. I want to add that we’ve packaged the entire planet into individual*ketchup*packets. Our fast food nation is about keeping us in our cars and away from each other. Our dinner and lunch and breakfast comes conveniently in Earth-raping*Styrofoam*containers for our carbon-monoxide spewing cars. And we need that Five-Hour Energy Drink to make it through the day. Etcetera By this point, I’ve made my point. Everyone of us on this planet is doing stupid shit. We do it because it tastes good, it feels good, it gets us there faster, it makes us feel better, we enjoy life more. But of all the life-risking things on this list, every single one is ultimately something you’re doing alone. Even if you’re with someone else, they’re not connected to you. There’s a disconnect. There’s no intimacy in a donut at Krispy Kreme. My Life, My Choice Every barebacker has his reason for going raw. For me, I just got tired of fear. I tried to pretend I wanted to be “safer, ” knowing the full risks with every single act I did from a wet kiss to a blowjob. Then that moment came when it was my “boyfriend” and we could switch to being raw because I “trusted” him only to find out later that the “trust” wasn’t quite solid. The proverbial straw on the camel’s back? This guy I’d pursued for a while. At the time, I was single but he had a boyfriend. He came over and with some heavy petting behind us, we jerked each other off. That was it. Not even any oral. In my 20s, you could satisfy me with the*simplest*acts. A day later, he calls me frantically. He’s gotten a paper cut. A paper cut. Let me stress: A paper cut. He got the paper cut after our encounter. Further, he got it on his left hand. He’d jerked me off with his right hand. He wanted to make sure I didn’t have HIV. Now, fucktards like that shouldn’t piss me off. But that did. Idiots who didn’t know how HIV was transmitted and somehow thought that I might infect him a couple of days after just irritated me. Then I just decided why should it bother me? Why should I — or anyone — live in that much fear? A bus could kill me tomorrow. I could die of a million other things, why shouldn’t I experience intimacy I enjoy with a man? The Top Five Myths of Bareback Sex I want to dispel a few other myths about barebackers. 1. All barebackers carry disease or infection. Contrary to perception, men who bareback are both positive and negative. In fact, what you might find among those who bareback is greater awareness of their sero status as well as any sexually transmitted infections (or STIs) in their pasts as well as the appropriate treatments sought. Barebackers are more likely to honestly speak about their status and engage with their potential partners in open dialog comfortably because this is part of their daily lives. They go into every sexual situation perfectly aware of the potential for any infection and are more up to date than most. 2. Barebacking with my boyfriend or within a monogamous relationship is perfectly okay. Barebacking is barebacking, regardless whether it’s a boyfriend you’ve known for six months or four years. And the young ones reading this won’t believe it because their hearts are aflutter but one or both of them will cheat at some point in the relationship. Oh, you might not bareback fuck, but HIV and other STIs can come through other means (like sucking cock without a condom). Let me give you a*scenario*I know that happened with one couple. They went together to a strip bar — no cheating at all! One spent a little “quality time” with a stripper sucking his cock and ended up with herpes. Gave the herpes to the other partner. This causes breaks in the skin. Do you know how easily a tiny virus like HIV can slip in? 3. Barebacking is bugchasing. For those of you who might not be familiar, bugchasing is someone who is HIV negative deliberately searching out HIV-positive men to engage in dangerously unsafe activities in order to “convert” to positive. Some bugchasers would go so far to inject the blood of other men into their own veins. Now that’s really extreme. But just having bareback sex with others isn’t necessarily bugchasing. Bugchasers are a small segment of the barebacking community. However, not all negative barebackers want to become positive. Many barebackers practice something called sero-segregation, where negative men prefer to fuck with other negatives and positive men insist on fucking other positive men. 4. Barebackers have raw sex 100% of the time. Not true. Even if you becoming a member of the Bareback Brotherhood, it doesn’t mean you’ll never use a condom. The BBBH formed because barebacking is a legitimate and honest option. In fact, most Gay men probably engage in it at some point or another. Just because you advocate bareback sex doesn’t mean you exclude condom sex. That happens to be a choice I personally have made — and like most condom Nazis, a rule I occasionally break. 5. Barebackers have low self esteem or are suicidal. I have no death wish. I do not want my life shortened. In fact, I would say barebacking allows me to experience life more fully. Because I know myself, I know my desires and I know who I am, I can say my self awareness sits where it should be. I have found barebackers to be more aware of who they are than most of those who use condoms — or say they use condoms. A Few More Friends & Situations I have many friends with whom I can speak frankly, some of whom use condoms. I have one who always uses condoms except when he has an encounter with a “straight” man. Now, this friend lives in a small town in the middle of no where. His perception of who a straight man is depends on whether the man is sneaking around on his wife or what-not. Still, it baffles me. He’ll slap on the condom with an 18-year-old college student who’s barely ever done anything but some thirtysomething man with a southern twang and we’re talking raw rider. Another friend of mine waits until the third or fourth date then, in a heated moment without any discussion, he’ll reach down and rip the condom off and sit back down on the throbbing cock. One acquaintance on Twitter with the words “slutty bottom” refuses to include #BBBH even though he’s a barebacker because he’s afraid his teenage followers (under the age of 18) will think it’s “safe” to bareback. Never mind he’s tweeting about fucking and he should block anyone 17 and younger as it’s totally inappropriate for them to read. I am on a few hookup sites not specializing in bareback sex and often, other members will include in their profiles that they prefer those who are “safer only.” Nine times out of 10, this is about what happens after the initial icebreaker discussion: Him: “Want to get together and fuck?”</p>Me: “I’m sorry, we’re not compatible.” Him: “What do you mean? You said you’re a top. I’m a bottom. Come over and fuck me.” Me: “Yea, well, your profile says, ‘Safer Only.’ I only bareback.” Usually there’s a little pause. Him: “Well that’s cool. You can fuck me raw. Just don’t cum inside me. Okay?” Me: “Sorry man. I always make deposits when I fuck.” Another pause. Him: “That’s really getting me hot. How soon can you come over?” More...

Click here to see Bareback Boy's original blog post... My parents and alot of other family went to Disney World for the whole long weekend. I have been so extra horny lately, and every chance since Friday I was on my lap top trying to meet a hot top dude to fuck me silly... the pic above is of the dude I met from craigslist (I took out his face) .......of all sites on saturday. He is 23, 6' 165lbs, very very deep voice, totally masculine, and 100% top, he told me his dick was very thick and 9" ( I didnt believe him), but it was definitely super thick, uncut and my dick is definitely right at 8" and his was as long as mine. He lives in a dorm so we had no place to meet, but we talked , texted and really "clicked" right away. He suggested that we meet at this bathhouse club here and we could have our own private room. It was really hot, he is an awesome, awesome top, and loves fucking bare. He and I both came three times over about 3 hours -- he almost never took his uncut dick out of me. He just left here about 20 minutes ago, and told me to stay in the room awhile to see if I could meet another hot dude and let him know about it. About 5 minutes after he left, I walked around, and right away met this fucking total stud daddy guy, probably the oldest guy I have been with, but one of the hottest and sexiest. He fucked me hard , quick and shot a big load half way in my butt and some on my stomach. It was so easy to meet and fuck here ! So I decided I am going to stay at least for another couple hours. I thought I would post this and try to post live updates while Im here. I hope this works and you guys all like it. I need to go shower, the stud daddy guy and I sweated alot!!! I will go look for another stud to fuck me before I come back. More (some of Bareback Boy's blog posts contain video of his encounters)...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Because Thursday left me quite disappointed, I decided to hit the warehouse sex party on Friday night.* And boy am I glad that I did! Sucked many cocks.* Took 8 different cocks in my ass.* Got 4 loads deep inside. The party was quite busy, and had a slightly different mix of guys than before… a bit heavy on twink boys for my taste.* Skinny twinky boys that would only fuck each other and seemed to get off on being watched. Meh. My first cock of the evening was this not-so-attractive guy with an 8.5” cock.* Big.* Thick.* Upward curve at the last couple inches.* I told him I wanted it in me, and he said “we can try”. We did better than try. I got some lube and led him back to the dark, maze section in the dungeon area.* And he shoved right in.* I’m not gonna lie, it hurt a little at first.* But damn if he didn’t open me nicely. We fucked for 10 minutes or so while some guys milled around and watched.* But I knew he was light years from cumming— it was far too early— so after awhile I had him pull out so he could tap some more hole and I could find more dick. Cock #2 was a daddy that’s nailed me before at this party— FAT 6.5” cock.* REALLY fat. He bent me over a couch and fucked me for awhile.* But he kept slipping out and losing his erection, so he moved on to a different ass. Daddy with the 8.5” cock found me again and fucked me some more.* All it did was make me crave cum. Cock #3 finally gave me what I wanted.* A bear cub found me in the maze area and I bent over for him.* He fucked like a champ, but pulled out suddenly.* I asked why, and he said he was about to cum.* I told him that’s what I was here for.* “You want my seed?” He asks? I just bent over in reply… and he gave it to me about a minute later.* Then he thanked me. #4 was a guy who was watching #3 breed me, stepped up behind and started fucking me.* I think he liked feeling the fresh, cumsloppy ass… but he didn’t fuck me for long. Cock #5 was a fellow bottom who had a superhard 7” dick.* I’d been begging him all night to fuck me, but he was intent on getting plowed instead.* Well, I found him in the dark maze standing up and and getting nailed. I dropped, sucked his cock… and then stood up and backed up onto him.* I fucked his cock with my ass and worked it for all I was worth.* He grabbed my hips and launched his fuckload into my guts- which evidently made his top cum in HIM. That was pretty effing HOT. #6 was also a fellow bottom (I think).* He sucked my dick for awhile and said he’d like to fuck me.* We went to a bed and I got on my back for him.* He did manage to get inside me— but damnit, he couldn’t stay hard.* Ah well…the problem of being a bottom trying to top. #7 was the cock I was waiting for all night.* It belongs to this guy who I’ve hooked up with before and who has fucked me at this party (and others).* He has a beautiful 8 inch cock, and he’s a great top. I’ve only gotten his load once before, when I took him home after he was “unsatisfied” at a previous sex party.* And every time I see him at this party, I whisper that I want his load again. Unfortunately, he always seems to be fucking some other ass when he can’t hold his wad any longer. Until Friday. I had been bumping into him in various areas all night, and finally found him in this room.* A fellow bottom (a guy I know actually) had on a jock that said “Breed Me” and guys had been taking turns all night on him.* #7 included. Well, #7 was standing alongside the bed while this other top was using the hell out of “Breed Me”.* I got on the bed next to my buddy, and stuck my ass in the air.* That was all it took. #7 worked his way around to me, fingered my ass, found the cum in there, and got mega turned on.* So he shoves into me and starts working my ass over.* It was awesome! His 8 incher hits ALL the right places.* I was in pig heaven doing poppers and taking his big ol’ cock.* I didn’t care if he was gonna cum or not, because at least I was getting his dick. But he increased his tempo- and his gutteral, fuuuuuuck yeaaaahhhh noises, and then he jammed in deep and started cumming.* Loudly.* I could feel his dick twitching in my ass and it was AWESOME! Finally I was getting his load! He pulled out after I milked it for awhile, slapped my ass, and said “Holy fuckballs!” As soon as he moved away, a bear guy (#8) with a good 6 inch cock shoved in roughly and piston fucked me, churning all that cum.* He didn’t last long.* I heard his breath getting shallow, and then gush. He added his load to the mix. By then, I was quite sated and the party was winding down, so I got dressed and left a happy pig. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy Cunt's original blog post... I'd say I'm a gay man who's bi-curious. Ask me anything slutty More...

Click here to see Frat Boy Cunt's original blog post... Well, the gangbang wasn't about ME cumming, quite the opposite...I don't need/choose or often want to cum when I'm playing, because at best it still kills my momentum and I have to recharge a bit. It's not at all about me shooting a load, generally, I get off on someone shooting his load inside me just as much if not more than cumming myself. Ask me anything slutty More...

Click here to see Frat Boy Cunt's original blog post... A bud of mine stopped by last night to bring me an old dvd player of his to replace my recently broken one, and he managed to slip in a little amateur iPhone photography before he left. I'm not usually too thrilled with the way I photograph in certain respects, but I thought a few of the shots he took actually weren't half bad! I'm glad, because I haven't gotten a full body and face shot from behind before now, and I think this one pretty much sums me up nicely. Then, of course, I couldn't resist asking him to indulge a little fetish of mine, and I let him write whatever he chose. I was quite happy with the result. I'm not going to pretend otherwise or act like I'm embarrassed or ashamed of it: the truth is that while it's not a requirement at all, I can't help how much it really gets me going when a guy uses terms like "pussy" or "cunt" in reference to my hole. When I meet someone new, it's always amazing how fully and instantly I open up - figuratively and literally - the first time he says one of those magic words, and if I'm ever trying to decide between options when cruising online, I'm usually inclined to go with a guy who's already calling it that in his messages. In case you can't make out what it says, here's a closer look. More...

Click here to see Frat Boy Cunt's original blog post... I am proud to say that yes, I am a very active lifetime member of the #bbbh! Ask me anything slutty More...

Click here to see Frat Boy Cunt's original blog post... I doubt they'd have any reason to find out, since my family's very asexual, and I wouldn't tell them outright, but if they found out it really wouldn't make a difference to me. Ask me anything slutty More...

To see SDsk8rBoi's original blog post click here I work lots of nights and some times my sleep schedule can be really messed up. I'd briefly met a friend of my roommate's in the early evening before they went out for dinner. I went to the kitchen to get something to drink where only boxers and a t-shirt. It was pretty dark so I didn't get a good look at his friend. Anyway, I went to sleep for awhile in the late evening, then woke up well after midnight. I went out to the kitchen to get another drink. My roommate was customarily passed out at his computer. When I went out later to get a second drink, he'd already gone to bed. In the mean time, I was now looking at a video. It was supposed to have Turk Melrose and it was supposed to be bareback, and it was! So I move past the preliminaries to see him push back onto Winter Vance's bare cock with Winter sitting on a locker room bench. They mostly fuck with Winter standing and with Turk bent over a small table part of the time. Turk then stands nearly straight up and cums with Vance's cock inside him. Vance then shoots on Turk's back. About the time I'm going to see if he pushes back inside, there's a light knock at my door. WTF! I'm thinking what does my roommate want now, though usually once he passes out I usually don't see him until some time in the morning. I've just got boxers on which are now heavily tented. I open the door. There's a guy there I don't recognize. I didn't think my roommate had anyone over still. It turns out it was his friend from earlier, but I didn't know that then. He asked if he could borrow a towel to take a shower. I get a towel from the closet and hand it to him. Just before I close the door, he asks while apparently having noticed my tented shorts, "Need any help with that?". I lower my boxers and he starts sucking my cock. He then says, "Let me take a shower and I'll be right back." He goes to take a shower, but I wouldn't say he came right back. It was several minutes, probably more than 10, but nothing like a half hour. A this point I'm not sure who he is, top or bottom, etc. If he's with my roommate, I'm guessing he's at least versatile and probably likes it bare. In the mean time, I'm looking around for lube. It turns out I still have a small tube of Eros. He finally makes it back from the shower. I think he was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. I was still wearing my boxers. He resumes sucking me, but not for long. We both strip down. I lube up my cock, then finger some onto his hole. He notes the lube approvingly, apparently not caring for the lube my roommate has. No mention of status or condoms. He's partially bent over against the door as I enter him from behind. It feels so good. I also had shot in at least two weeks, so it was going to be so hard not to cum very quickly. He then shifts over and bends over a futon as I continue to fuck him. I tell him I haven't shot in something like two weeks and am so close. He says go ahead and breed me. I keep thrusting into him as he periodically tightens his trimmed hole around my cock. About a minute later I start to unload. As he feels the cum enter him, he tightens his hole around my cock and I shoot even more as I unleash a two week load. I keep pumping him so that his insides are well coated, then eventually pull out. We then talked for awhile. It turns out he was the friend who had dinner with my roommate. They come back from dinner, had gone to the jacuzzi, then then he'd gone to bed for awhile. He said he was kind of irritated when someone my roommate had brought back to the apartment started fingering his ass while he was trying to sleep. He was tired and wasn't interested. It turns out that other person was someone else from the apartment building and nothing was going to happen anyway. Apparently after my roommate had gone to bed, his friend had had enough sleep and apparently heard me. I'm not sure how, because I'm usually quiet and the volume on the video I was playing wasn't very loud, though I didn't have have it totally turned down as the bedroom door was shut and my roommate was presumably in bed and asleep or passed out. In any event, it was apparently loud enough to be heard by his friend and for his friend to be interested. He mentioned that he wasn't sure how to deal with the awkwardness of getting in my room, hence the scene that transpired which seemed a little like a script from a low-budget porn flick. He also asked about 430 boy and I told him the story. I also told him about my pet peeve of hookups that host, but won't give out an address. I just won't go anywhere any more until I have an address, and an apartment number if appropriate. He added that he also requires a phone number and won't go until he's reached them on that phone. Meanwhile, after talking for awhile, he bends over and leans up against the door. So I lube up and push back in. I fuck him for something like 10 or 15 minutes. I keep getting close, but I'm kind of dehydrated and his occasional squeezing of his ass around my cock seems to keep coming at times that don't get me closer to cumming. Eventually I have to stop. I'm starting to get a little sore and am not getting any closer to cumming. At least he'd gotten a big load earlier. He asked me if I was on meds. I said no, then qualified it with I was negative the last time I was tested. He said he was on meds, then indicated that apparently status wasn't an issue because neither of us discussed it earlier. If he wanted to use condoms, that would have been an issue. Since he's a flight attendant and knows my roommate, perhaps he'll be back some day. Then I can give him another load or two, though probably not a two week load. I think that's an all time record. More...

Click here to see Defiant HIV+ Bareback Fucker's original blog post... Since my last entry I have continued to try and wrap my head around what is behind the idea of "taking loads", as opposed to simply getting fucked. Indeed, I am having a hard time in trying to unravel what this means, let alone why it is such a driving notion at times. There are those, of course, that believe it to be entirely self destructive. On the other extreme there are those that deny this is self destructive and even get pissed at the notion that someone would say this about them. While I do not get pissed at all, I think I would count myself closer to the end of that spectrum that does not view taking loads as fucked up or self destructive. Note, I am not saying it is not a dangerous game to play, I am saying it is not a psychologically self destructive game to play. I think too often things that are actually part of human nature are considered "problems" or "issues" when the truth is, they are just a part of our human make up that we try to deny. Why do I believe this? I firmly believe in evolution and with that I suspect that humans (especially males) are wired to mate continuously, often, and with everyone. In the straight world this perpetuates procreation. There is no reason to suspect that homosexuals would not have the exact same drives (even if it does not result in procreation - and there may be other evolutionary reasons why homosexuality occurs). Sexual activity is a primitive need, and wanting as much as possible is natural. Wanting to control it or curtail it is the unnatural condition. To try and understand this I decided to try and identify what conditions would guarantee that I would take as many loads as possible without fear or without being under any type of coercion. Since I usually chicken out, or logistically never seem to organize what it would take, I tried to imagine the "perfect" conditions. What are these perfect conditions? What if I showed up to SFCockpit on March 12th and hung out a while, getting sucked, fucking, and maybe even taking a couple cocks up my ass? Just enough activity to get me super horny, but without cumming. Then say that I got into a sling for one cute A&F type dude and let him have his way with my hole, only to find myself surrounded by several more hot A&F types wanting their own "hole time" with me. Is there any chance I would bail? Is there any chance that I would not take ALL of their loads? Actually, there is zero chance I would find a way out of that one. I'd get loaded up and stay put for as much as I could get, however long it took! Does this mean that this is the only scenario in which I would take multiple loads? Probably not, but it certainly would guarantee I would be down for the count, and that I would be going home quite messy. What are the drivers of this certainty? 1) An animalistic gang like scenario 2) My own hormonal needs and sexual drive 3) Hot guys, and perhaps any guys with hard cocks 4) Lots of cum to seal the connections I think that the truth here is that if I was thrown into a sling without priming the odds would be lower on my completing the task. Starting out with getting super horny, followed by a cute dude getting me in the sling, followed by more cute dudes wanting access equals a VERY sealed deal. What is more, I think that honestly once I was primed that lesser than the A&F hotties mentioned could probably gain access, especially with coaxing from a single hottie that wanted to watch me take it for him. So, perhaps the thing I mentioned in my last post about taking loads not really being about the top's cock is not so true after all. It is still all about the top and getting his attention. It is also about the group connection. A primitive gang need that is hard to define but certainly hard to resist, once it is in motion. Loads are just a representation of the completeness of both an individual top's attention and that group dynamic. So, I reverse myself after a bit of consideration. Being a bottom seeking loads is not really self centered. It is anything but self centered. It is, in a way, the most selfless act of providing pleasure to others that one can imagine. It is also a way to participate in the most basic human condition. We are "group animals" and the related needs are represented without mask in the situation of a bottom taking the loads of the many. It almost as if this is about a "pack" condition. I run with the pack, I get nailed by the pack! Let me become one with the group! More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I got an invite today from a guy on A4A, he was whoring out his buddy tonight. When I asked if it was wrapped or raw, he said that it was my choice. I waited for nightfall, so I could go to the Sunset Dunes to fuck his muscle butt. I got there 15 minutes earlier than the party was set to start, I knocked on the door and two hot toned muscled men greeted me, The bigger one, possibly Italian or Latino was wearing a Bike Brand jockstrap. I knew which one was getting fucked. Amazing ass huh, guys? I bent him over the bed and the moment I licked his hole, I got the sweet taste of cum. Not just a whiff or taste, but sweet oozing cum went from his hole and into my mouth. I licked deeper into his olive skinned butthole, sticking my tongue deep into him. His friend, a muscled white guy stuck his dick in and fucked him hard. "Yeah, take it in your fucking cunt!" He pulled out and I ate the churned up cum from his hole, before sticking my dick in. NOTHING... NOTHING... NOTHING like fucking a worked cumfilled hole. I banged him doggy style, watching my thick black dick disappear in his big muscled ass. His buddy watched and stoked his meat, I smiled at him while I barebacked his friend. I went back to work, pulled all the way out, then rammed it in his muscle hole, then I gave a deep and slow fuck. He really liked that, the smell of cum hit me. Cum is often said to be the best lube, and it is, but its also the best brand of poppers in my opinion, that smell hits me and I am high and horned, and once it hit me, I jammed his ass repeatingly, feeling mu nuts tighten, feeling my dick smell, feeling my pelvis shake, and finally, feeling my load bust deep in his muscle hole. I stood there and enjoyed my afterglow, he lay there, ass full or another load of cum, his big ass in the air. I got dressed and he looked at me. "Thanks." we said to each other. I hope he gets loaded and seeded good, that ass is amazing. More...

Click here to see Closet BB Cumdump's original blog post... So, was traveling for work last week and got some action in Cali. Sorry took so long to post. In San Fran I was able to hook up with a couple. Cute couple too. They showed up at my hotel room around 8:30. I had met one of them on bbrt and he brought his lover. Fine by me! They came in and got naked and we started the 3 way kissing and as they got hard I knew what needed to be done. I got on my knees and started sucking some cock. One at a time, back and forth then moved onto both dicks in my mouth at the same time. They had nice dicks, average length, prob around 7 inches or so, like mine and med thick. I was happy sucking some dick since we all know it's a skill I need to improve but the dark haired boyfriend (CUTE!!!!) pulled me up and grabbed my hand to follow him as we got on the bed. Then he started kissing me while his boyfriend (shaved head) got into position between my legs. By the way, these boys worked out. They were not huge but nice and toned. I had an incredible woody as we started playing. ai wanted those dicks in me bad. So the shaved head boyfriend lubed me up and slid his dick in. I got poppered up and he started sniffing some too and then got to business. I realized I hadn't grabbed my camera. Sorry guys, but once the dick is in me, we know I'm not about to stop to grab a photo... Sorry about not being better prepared! Anyway, he drilled me for a while and then pulled out and the dark haired boyfriend got into position and I started making out with the shaved head boyfriend while getting fucked. Now they withheld the juice for a while by stopping every now and again and switching spots. It was fucking awesome. It honestly took at least half an hour (and we could have gone longer). Wow, I just got hard again thinking about it, he he. So anyway, the goods came when the dark haired boyfriend decided it was time to cum. He started to swell and I knew it was coming. His boyfriend leaned over and started making out with him because he knew it was close too. That is the coolest feeling. It's like being a surrogate slut, the two of them making out and using you just to dump a load but obviously tender with each other while they are breeding an anonymous bottom. So hot. So dark haired boyfriend pops a nut in my ass and the shaved head boyfriend wastes no time at all. He gets back into position and he starts drilling me again and making out with the boyfriend. He came a few minutes later. I thought we'd hang and talk but I got an extra treat, as soon as the shaved head boyfriend pulled out, he straddled me and sat on my dick. He started riding me and then the dark haired boyfriend leaned over to tell me to fuck his boyfriend and started making out with me. Having both their loads in me I was all too happy to return the favor. A few minutes after I groaned and squirted a nice load in the shaved head boyfriend's hole. THEN, we sat and talked for a bit. We agreed to buddy each other, commented on how cute everyone was and then they got dressed and left. Next day was supposed to be on to LA but it got delayed by a day and when I got there we had some issues with our planned trip so didn't go as planned. But.....I did get to see my fuck bud. Stayed over his place two nights and got bred both nights. I sucked his dick the first night and he loved it and asked if I wanted it in my ass. I said yes, he told me to get on my back and he drilled me straight and hard, stopping 4 or 5 times so we could each get a hit of poppers and then he blasted a load in my hole that I felt. He told me had had saved it up for me since he knew I was coming. The next night, I started by sucking his dick again but after having some drinks I wasn't as skilled and he told me to stop BUT, he still fucked me. Started on my back again, and then he told me to stand up and bend over the bed and he drilled me doggy style. After he shot in me this time and he pulled out, I whipped around got on my knees and squeezed the remaining drops of jizz from his balls. Oh my God, I love that man..... I crave his dick constantly. Man I want more of it. More...