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Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I was doing my usual whoring at the gloryholes today. You know the drill, show up with a clean ass and a bottle of lube and try to take as much hard, raw cock up my ass as possible. I got there around 11:30am trying to catch the lunch shift. I did my usual, took the middle booth, stripped down, lubed my ass a bit more, unlocked my door and waited to get used. I absolutely LOVE getting "caught" either with a cock in my mouth or a dick up my butt. It really turns me on to think about strangers opening my door and seeing me naked getting cum up my butt. I love the danger knowing anyone can open the door while I'm so vulnerable. It could be my neighbor, my brother, even my dad. I also love that whoever opens the door literally has free use of my holes and my body. No cock and no load refused. What would happen if someone I knew opened the door and found me naked servicing strange cocks? Would they use me too? Would they pretend they don't see me? A lot of times I just bend over the chair with my spread ass hole facing the unlocked door. Guys will come in but I never turn around to see who it is. I let them do whatever they want and then leave. It's possible my dad has fucked me and deposited a load inside me, I'll never know. I had a really good and productive day today. I drained a lot 0f dicks. Unfortunately I got into a cum crazed daze and lost track of the amount of cocks and loads I took. I think I swallowed 3 loads and took 5 up my ass. The last guy that fucked me was older, I could tell from his hands when I looked through the hole. He was also wearing an orange shirt. When he entered his booth, I had my sloppy hole already pointed his direction. After my hole gets sloppy, I usually just place my ass at the hole so whoever comes in next to me and looks through knows what I'm looking for. If he puts his cock through the hole, I assume he wants to fuck. Anyway, after taking this old guy's load I was full of cum and out of dollars so I called it a day. While walking out to my car, a guy in an orange shirt got into the car next to me and I did something I never thought I would do. I walked over to his car and asked: "Hey, was that you that just fucked me in the booth?" He looked disgusted and confused,"No, it wasn't me." "Oh.. haha, sorry then. He had an orange shirt and left a huge load inside me, I thought it was you and was going to say thanks." Then he replied, "I'm sure it wasn't the only stranger you let fuck you." and he smirked and put his car in reverse. "Have a good day, I said" as I smiled and walked away. I felt like such a fucking slut having to walk up to strangers and ask if they were the one who just deposited a raw load inside me. Who knows who fucked me today. Who cares, really. As long as men got to use me as a cumdump, that's all that really matters. My butt is still full of cum as a type this and I'm emailing with a few tops from CL. It's time for more cum! More...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... I just posted an ad on CL advertising my cum sloppy butt. I've already got a few emails. I can't wait to see what happens next. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... We've been having some cold weather in Athens, Georgia the last couple of weeks. We even had almost 9 inches of snow which set a record for us over a 24 hour period. Needless to say, the cold has had my skin feeling dry. I decided to make a quick Wal-Mart run and buy some lotion to help remedy the situation. I cruised over to the lotion counter and one of the first bottles of lotion I saw was the standard pink, Johnson & Johnson Baby Lotion bottle. The site of the bottle immediately brough back pleasant memories of when I was around 16 years old. I decided to buy a bottle and headed home. When I got home, I got undressed and squirted some of the lotion in the palm of my hands and rubbed some on my dry skin. I then proceeded to have one of the hottest jack off sessions I have had in some time. I relived a memory from when I was 16. I had just gotten my driver's license and my new found freedom had me crusing all over town for sex. I had met several guys at the mall, prior to being able to drive there myself. It was a warm Saturday afternoon in Middle, Georgia (Macon, Georgia). I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and headed out. I hit one of the cruisy bathrooms and it was not long before this incredible, clean-cut all American guy came in and took a seat in the first stall. The bathroom only had two stalls and no doors on them. I had taken a seat in the one next to the wall. My cock was already raging hard and I was touching it a bit. The guy peaked through the hole at me and rubbed his finger in the glory hole. I stood up and stuck my cock through for him to get a taste. Just when it was starting to feel good, the door opened and my cock sucker got up and left. I quickly pulled up my shorts and followed him. When I came out of the hallway that led to the bath room he was standing nearby and motioned for me to come over. I was trembling I was so nervous. He quickly put me at ease and said he had a place nearby if I would like to join him. Are you kidding? I was so excited I almost shot my load right there in my shorts. We agreed that I would go with him to his car and he would drive me to mine and I could follow him home. He only lived a couple of miles away in an apartment. When we artrived he was a perfect host asking me if I wanted anything to drink, etc.. The only thing I wanted was to get completely naked. He invited me to his bedroom. On the door of the closet was a Navy uniform hanging that had just come from the cleaners. He was so incredibly handsome. We made a little small talk and then he suggested we get a little more comfortable. As we were undressing, he reached over and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. I was so turned on. This was the first real man I was kissing. Turns out he was 26, stood about 6'2" tall and weighed probably 195 pounds. He had a nice hair cut and a throbbing 8 inch circumsized cock. He pulled the covers back on his bed and told me to lie down. As I was lying down he crawled up over me and started kissing me some more and rubbing his hard cock against my teenage boy cock. He whispered in my ear, "I want inside you". I replied, "okay". He reached over to his night stand and grabbed a pink bottle of Johnson & Johnson baby lotion. He flipped the lid and squeezed some on his cock and slowly began stroking it. I distinctly remember the smell of the lotion. He squeezed some more on his fingers and started slowly lubing my hole. It wasn't long before his cock was ddep inside me. He continued to kiss me as he fucked me harder and faster. He sat up with his cock still deep in me and squirted some lotion in the palm of his hand and rubbed it on my raging cock. He began to stroke me as he thrust his cock in me and kissed me. It wasn't long before I started shooting my cum in his hand and on his chest. Just as I was shooting he kissed me more and groaned as he blew his cum inside my hole. I was completely spent. My legs were weak. He pulled out and collapsed beside me on the bed for a few minutes. We chatted for a bit and he told me he was being reassigned to Virginia the following week. I was so devasted since I was hoping I could see him again. Note: All images are from the Internet More...

Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... I originally decided that I was not going to write about this encounter because I again have to confess going over to the dark-side. Because, I literally thought for an entire weekend that I had fucked up and would lose everything that I had worked so hard to achieve. Because it involves someone that I work with and I usually only write about tricks that I will likely never see again. Because I still do not fully understand why I took the risk I took and why I became so angry with the person who was just trying to tell me that he too is gay. Over the years I have worked with him on several occasions on several different assignments. From the first time we were assigned to the same project team, there was something between us. I absolutely hate the term “Gaydar” and refuse to call it that. It was just something about the way in which we interacted…the way he would catch me staring at him and he would refuse to look away until I did…yet still, nothing was ever said. James falls perfectly within my wheelhouse of what I like. He is in his early 40’s, dark brown close crop almost military hair cut. Probably and even 6’ tall and somewhere between a 36” and 38” waist depending upon the cut of the pants. He as a slight mid-section but he also has muscle definition in his arms, shoulders and chest. Having had seen him several times changing and in the shower, his hairy chest with a “happy trail” leading into his groin and slightly above average cut cock has always provided me with ample jack-off fader. Even though there has always been this unmistakable…thing…between us, neither one of us ever acted on it or said anything that was in anyway unprofessional or inappropriate, at work or elsewhere. One reason for this…on my part anyway… was the bright gold wedding band on his finger. From common chit chat I knew that James was married and had a kid…a daughter I believe. All of this changed several months back. Originally, I heard through the work grapevine that James was taking a transfer to the Seattle Office. Then a few weeks after that I happened to see James at one of our mandatory meeting, which was strange if he was now working out of Seattle. I asked a buddy of mine next to me about it and he had heard that that all fell threw for some personal reasons. Later that day, I noticed that James was no longer wearing his wedding ring. Putting two and two together I figured that the personal reason was a pending divorce. A few months ago, James and I were assigned to a short project with a few others. When I had the chance I asked him Me: “How is the family…well I hope” James: “Yes, but my wife and I have divorced and she has taken a new job on the West Coast” Me: “I am so sorry to hear that…must be hard on the little one” James: “Well she seems to be coping well. She says she likes having a home on each coast” Like most guys when talking about sensitive subjects, this entire conversation took place with minimal eye contact, but when I said: Me: “Well we will have to get together for a beer… or something soon then” As soon as I said this, James looked me straight in the eyes saying nothing for a moment…just looking at me as if he were trying to decide if I was just talking and being polite, or if I were making a loaded statement. After his silence had be come somewhat awkward, he said James: “Umm Yeah we will have to do that some time” And then he walked away. Actually, I was just being polite, but his reaction gave me pause and I once again began to wonder…is he…or isn’t he? A couple of weeks later I ran into him at work on a Friday afternoon. I made a snap decision to go for it and asked him if he had plans that night. He said no, so I invited him over to my place for pizza and beer since the house mate was gone for the weekend. Again, he paused giving me that nervous look before saying James: “Okay…about 1900 hrs?” Me: “Perfect…I think we should get to know each other better” Pause… James: “Umm Okay… see you later then” I don’t know folks… you tell me… I thought I was pretty direct and struck an appropriate balance between being cordial and suggestive. I mean I think most would see that invitation as something more than just drinking buddies hanging out… or maybe not. True to form, James showed up right at 1900 hrs. He brought some high end beer and was looking very sexy in just a plain t-shirt and blue jeans…just your average regular hot man. I directed him to the couch and gave him a beer. I made a point of making eye contact with him and holding it. We did not say anything for like a full minute…just stared at each other…AGAIN FOLKS, yet another indication that he knew exactly what was going down. At this point I was hard as a rock and it was obvious. I looked down at my crotch so that he would do the same… and he did…but said nothing, just returned to staring at me though his legs were spread a part and he held his beer bottle with both hands in the middle of his crotch…I think to hide his own boner. Still without saying a word, I stepped between his legs and began to unbuckle my belt. I swear he looked like the proverbial deer stuck in the headlights. Just as I was pulling down my sipper James snapped back out of his trance…jumped up off the couch and said James: “You have the wrong idea about me…I mean I am straight dude… I’m not….ya know” He said all of this while he made a beeline for the door. I literally kicked my own ass for the rest of the night. How could I be so incredibly stupid? Coming on to a Straight guy…that I work with!!! All that night and all the next day, all I could imagine was James telling everyone at work what happened. I envisioned be fired for sexual harassment and brought up on charges. Without a doubt, it was right up there with the worst 48 hours of my life. I repeatedly called James’ cell leaving messages apologizing for my huge mistake, although my pride would not allow me to ask him to keep it between us…I mean…I own my actions and accept the consequences for those actions. At 1000 hrs Sunday morning I am sitting in my robe in front of the tv only half watching Sunday Morning with Charles…whoever…and there is a knock at my door. I have to admit, I had a moment of panic…I thought I would have at least one more day before the shit hit the fan and all hell broke lose. When I opened the door, there stood James in that same t-shirt and jeans from Friday night. I stood there holding the door open…staring at him… prepared for the barrage of insults…anger…threats. All he said was James: “May I come in?” Me: “For what… to make me feel even more like a shit-head?” Whit that, James stepped in the door, carefully closed the door behind him, turned back to me and kissed me full on the mouth…tongue and all. To say I was in shock does not even begin to cover it. When he broke the kiss he said James: “I have thought about doing that for about two years now” After a moment or two, my shock was replaced with rage! Me: “DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKIN IDEA THE SHEAR HELL YOU HAVE PUT ME THROUGH THE LAST TWO FUCKIN DAYS!” I swear my fists were balled up and I was about to through a punch. Sensing this, James put his palms up and slowly stepped back saying James: “Yes I do, but give me a break…You have to remember what it was like when you first…finally admitted to yourself that you like guys! That shit aint easy…so I have been going through just as much fuckin shit as you!” I was not appeased and I had now backed him into a corner James: “Look, we both know why I am here…so you can either beat the shit out of me or fuck the shit out of me…but you are not going to do both…so which is it?” I have to give James credit here…in our job we are all trained and highly skilled at defusing tense/aggressive situations…this was straight out of the text book and it worked. I snapped off my robe revealing a fat black cock that was…I kid you not…as hard as fuckin steel. I don’t know if it was the attraction, the emotion of the situation, the shear relief of what I had been stewing about all weekend or all of the above, whatever it was I was crazy horny and hard. As my robe hit the ground I issued a one word command Me: “Follow!” I led James to my bedroom. Once there I went straight to the night stand and pulled out my cock-ring and the high end lube. I had no idea if James had ever been fucked before, if he was clean or dirty or what…at that moment I could give a flying fuck…I was going to take out all of my frustration and emotion on his ass. The cock-ring is significant. A cock-ring on my fat cock simply makes it a battering ram…for a long time! By the time I turned back to James, he was down to just his white gym socks and a 6.5” hard-on. As I pushed him down on the as yet unmade bed, he saw that look in my face… he saw the dark-side and he started to say something like “Please don’t hurt me” or “Please go slow”, but he was cut of half way through the word “Please” as I slapped him hard across the face. I waited for a response… I waited for him to swing back…I wanted to fight… I wanted to fuck him up…then fuck…him up the ass! But instead of swinging back he held my gaze for a moment and then simply turned over offering up his very hot and slightly hairy hole…Just like he said downstairs “…you are not going to do both!” Again, like a true pro, this simple act decelerated my aggression a bit more. Oh I am still pissed off, but now I am again focused on fucking rather than fighting. I swear I dumped a half a bottle of lube in his ass and took a good ten minutes just work my way up to three fingers in his ass. It usually take four fingers to open a hole large enough to take my fat cock, but I wanted this to hurt. I lined up my battering ram and with one hard thrust was able to get about half way into him. Needless to say, this hurt him a great deal and all measures of decorum and defusing went out the window. At this point we were fuck-fighting. After that first thrust, James did everything he could to get away and he almost did a couple of times. But, after a minute or so I was able to regain leverage and thrust again…this time making it about three quarters of the way in. James was yelling at the top of his lungs in pain, throwing elbow back trying to knock me off him but I rode him like a bronco. With my dick as hard as it was and fortified with tight cock-ring all I had to do is keep the pressure up. With every squirm and attempt to get away, my cock sunk a little further. After about a full two minutes of this, I was balls deep in his ass and the fight in him was dwindling so he moved less but his mouth picked up the slack calling me every name in the book…I was particularly proud of James: “Get that Nigger Dick Out Of Me…You killing me you Black Son of A Bitch!” And this one a bit later James: “Don’t you dare shoot that Monkey Juice In Me!” But by this time he uttered that last one, the racial slurring had become part of the scene…in that we were both egging each other on with the most vulgar and demeaning language that we could come up with. Normally I am not down with such language but some how…for some reason…it fit here and made the fuck incredibly hotter! Me: “Who’s the Nigger!...Who’s the Nigger…you the Nigger after I fill you white belly full of my black babies” James: “Oh…Fuck Yes…DO IT…DO IT!” I swear I shot a pint of cum up his ass Me: “Uunnnaaa…Unnnaa…Unnnaas Yeah…Yeah….take that Nigger load you filthy White Bitch” With the cock-ring I stayed hard and well after I was done dumping my load up his ass I kept fucking him and rolled us both over onto our side so that he could get to his cock. Me: “You hear that…You hear me churning all of that cum up in your ass…hear how wet you are with my cum bitch” That was all it took…James shot a massive load…I mean MASSIVE…as in he must not have cum in a month, all over my bed sheets. Needless to say, we were both extremely exhausted. I don’t think either one of has slept all weekend. Once my cock finally slipped out of his ass, I reached down and pulled the sheets and covers over us and we promptly fell asleep. I woke up around noon to find James already awake and staring up at the ceiling. Again, I am no psychologist but I know a man who needs to talk some things through when I see one. I got up and fetched us a couple of bottled waters from the upstairs frig and we stayed in bed and just talked until about 4:00. I am not going to go into that conversation here…all of you reading this who have “Come Out” already know the conversation chapter and verse. At 4:30 we fucked again but in a much more tame fashion. Under the umbrella of full disclosure, I only decided to write this story last night after watching my first episode of …I hate to admitted it but after so much pressure from all of the gay people I know, I finally watched my first episode of “Glee”. Okay Okay it was not bad…not great and I don’t think I will make a habit of it…but not bad. Anyway it was the episode where the gay kid confronts his bully oppressor and the bully ends up kissing him…basically revealing that he too is gay. After watching that show I was sitting there thinking about how hard it is for us to really be who we are especially after we have invested so much in trying to convince others and ourselves that we are something that we are not. At that point I decided that I am ready to write this very true story. To this day I still do not know why I was so angry when James basically said “Hey, I am just like you.” I know this is a very long story, but if you have any thoughts…please share. Oh Yeah, before you ask…no James and I have not fucked again…I think the first fuck ruined the potential for fuck buddies, but we are very good friends. More...

Click here to see Defiant HIV+ Bareback Fucker's original blog post... I find that I am writing again. Perhaps the word "again" is misplaced, as the previous period where I tried writing was back in college. That period held a disconnected imprecise effort at best. It was so disconnected that my English instructors thought of my short stories as absurdist, something I still think I can identify with. However, I do think I am creating more complete pieces these days. I am getting fucked again. In this case "again" is a safe term to use. Even so, there is a whole new element to the most recent state of affairs that has never existed in my world before. There was a time when I would get totally plowed under by my boyfriend of the moment. In particul'ar, there was one guy, my first live in relationship, where I learned how to become another guy's complete and total bitch. There were times when I existed only for the pleasure of his cock and nothing else. But, there were limits to what I did and lines I would not cross outside of a limited relationship. With the end of that relationship, and not long after that college, both the writing and my getting fucked stopped. While I have written a small number of fragments and gotten fucked a very few times since, I would have to classify the long period between then and about a year ago as a very long dry spell. I am currently working on several short stories, one longer piece about my mother (I am not sure I can call it a book but it is not a short story), and this blog. I try to write every morning and actually seem to be making a fair amount of progress. There is one short story that I will post here, as it will be full of sexual content that many should enjoy, but it is not intended as porn. It is a real piece of artistic writing (dare I use the word literature for my own material?) and will have a story to tell. Of course, as anyone that reads this blog will know, I have been getting fucked. I have been getting fucked by a great number of guys in the last year, and even seeking/taking loads. While getting plowed is not entirely new to me, the notion of "unlimited no rules let's take cock and loads as we feel the urge" is new to me. With crossing the scary line that kept me so cautious for so long I find myself in the land of "why the fuck not?", and I love it! I do not think the case can be made that my writing and the notion of me getting fucked again are completely disconnected. Indeed, I think they are very connected. At the very least the fact that I have become HIV positive has opened me up on both fronts. This blog, first and foremost an outlet of personal therapy concerning my seroconversion, was the first thing to get me started in the writing arena, and now I find I am moving this into the other writing elements. A couple of months ago (back in the October time frame) I had this dream. I woke from it frighted, even terrified. I did some research on the images it had and found the meaning researchers might apply to these images interesting. First, there was this*belligerent individual that was bullying everyone, including me. He was a large loud creature, almost Frankenstein like. At one point he was swirling around a long poll with banners on it. The poll was slicing the air near my head almost hitting me. My boyfriend, who was also in the dream, was not so fortunate. The poll smacked him in the face. While my boyfriend retreated to care for his wounds I went and informed a police officer of this bully's behavior. As the officer took this guy into another room I checked on my boyfriend. He was bruised, but otherwise ok. We then went to find the police officer to show him what this guy had done. When we found the police officer, he was hanging dead from a noose in a laundry room and the bully was going absolutely crazy. My boyfriend and I ran in fear. I woke up, in terror. Sounds gross, I know. What the interpretations seem to say about this dream is that the killing of a police officer by a bullying type person indicates that the dreamer has or is about to break down limits/rules in their world that they no longer want/need to live with. This certainly matches my waking world situation. I have crossed over to being willing to fuck and get fucked with no limits outside of current feelings of the moment. Whether this is wise or not is still up for consideration, but it is where I am today... Not long after this dream I went to a bareback party in San Francisco and tried my best to take loads. All I got was eight hard cocks and no loads, but I was willing to set records on both fronts. A couple of weeks after that dream I had a second one. Again there were police officers, my boyfriend, but no belligerent bullies. The police weakly were able to inform me of something I had done wrong, although I do not know what it was. There was, flooding in that dream and I have not taken the time to investigate what flooding might mean. But, the interpretation of the police being back in control, although weakly, seems to match my current specific state of mind. I might fuck freely, but I am steering clear for now. Interestingly, in both of these dreams the police officers were Asian. As a total top I had loved to fuck Asian bottom boys. I really enjoy the smooth skin with oily lube on my groin, cock, and hands. Similarly, at that San Francisco bareback party two young hot Asian dudes plowed the shit out of my hole. I find that this Asian guy fetish works for me as a top and also seems to work for me as a bottom. What's the correlation? Writing in relation to getting fucked? I think the breakdown of my own rules, leading to greater openness in thinking and other actions, has opened up some creative avenues shut off by fear. As fear has evaporated, post seroconversion, I find myself more focused on other things in life and living day to day as if it could all end very soon. This is how I should have lived my life before this happened. Everyday prior to crossing that line is gone and I cannot get them back, but I am not going to waste days going forward. Look for a short story from me here in the not too distant future. It ought to be interesting. More...

Click here to see Raw College Jock Slut's original blog post... Every few months I take a look at the blog world and see what's going on. I also check out Nifty and see what people are writing. It's always interesting...I wonder how many people were inspired by this blog or took something away from the way I wrote it. I'm guessing many. Anyway, I will come out of the closet about something. I have a boyfriend. Hence the lack of new updates for many months. My crazy adventures have ceased. As of September 2010, I was HIV negative and STD free. I've only had sex with one guy since then. And we typically go at it almost every day. I miss writing this blog and I miss crazy adventures, but I don't have a whole let to tell you. If I tried I'd just be writing the same story over and over again... School was rough last semester. 50 hour weeks don't leave too much time for fun. The new semester will begin soon, and it'll be a little easier...but still very tough. I'll keep working hard. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... ... but if not, I now have a twitter feed on my blog. This in no way will replace this labor of love and lust that is Life In The Raw. This is just a supplement, an add-on to this blog, there are things I do that I don't think may be blog worthy. Me sucking random dick, eating random ass... or extreme quickies/pump and dumps... ...and no I can do more than share these quick moments in text messages to Dan and HotPigg. anyway, here it is http://twitter.com/#!/MindtripLITR ... so now you can "Follow me.. on Twitter!!!" :-) Love always, Your friendly neighborhood Mindtrip More...

Click here to see Sperm Pig's original post... Sometimes they don’t stay hard, and usually they take forever to cum. While some may look upon the latter issue as a blessing, I don’t. I want the guy to be so turned on while fucking me that he just has to blast inside. Not take 15 minutes jacking off before he’s even close. The daddy from yesterday had these issues— although I should say that at age 70, this should be expected. Which is why Jesus made Viagra. Evidently, daddy figured he could get by without artificial enhancement. After me sucking him for 20 minutes to no avail, it was obvious he couldn’t. So then he “enhanced”. After that, he finally grew to a thick, uncut, 7.5 inches. Which he used to pummel my ass. In a sling. With mirrors above it. That part was pretty fucking hot— I should have video recorded it! But damn, if he couldn’t cum. Try as he might (and he tried HARD- my ass has the bruises to prove it) he struggled to achieve orgasm. I’m lucky in that I can basically cum on command. A guy pumps his load into me, and I can shoot 15 seconds later. Even with a semi-flaccid dick. Daddy had to flog his cock for 15 MINUTES— he even had to lie back on the adjacent bed for it. Thank god he finally got close and managed to shove his dick into me before unloading. And I came 10 seconds later. I will say this— daddy’s cock felt good while fucking me. And damn if he didn’t shoot one helluva load up my shitter. I might go back for seconds. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... He's the kind of guy that you wouldn't think was gay. Masculine in the movements, his voice, his energy. I've seen him around a few times, but only glanced at him, never even cracking a smile at his sexy little shorty. If not for his dedication to the iron, he would be a small adorable pocket gay. But his time in the gym has bestowed upon him a hard body of huge pecs, legs, and ass muscles. The kind of guy men makes statues of. We passed on the street and he smiled at me and I at him, for the first time. I walked on but stopped, he had crossed the street and stopped, 'checking' his phone, I walked back and walked next to him, he made small talk and we went to my place, we kissed and he took off his gym clothes. I lay on his body, small in stature, big on content. He asked me if i was a top or bottom, I told him I was a top. He was eqipped and loved doing both, he had a thick cock with a PA. I ate out his muscle butt, his soft hole in his firm hard ass. He was moaning. he told me that it had been long, too long since he had been touched, kissed, licked and fucked. He was hungry for sex. he got on his hands and knees and I slid into his hot muscleboy asshole. His hole so soft and hungry, he kept saying that it hurt real bad, but also felt real good, he begged me to keep going, then begged me to stopped... He was beside himself, wanting the pain to end but needing a dick in his hole. I slowed down and he calmed down, just enjoying my dick inside of him, I turned him on his back but with a guy his height it was a bit difficult, so back to doggy style we went. I began ramming his body real hard, he was monaing louder now, begging for my dick, begging for my cum in his worked out muscle butt, and I gave it to him, a hot torrent of cum in his hole. Off to the gym... More...

Click here to see Black Bareback Bull's original blog post... A few months ago, I was at work on a Friday and wanted to be just about anywhere but there. Not because I don’t like my job… love my job in fact…it was just a slow Friday and I was so ready for the weekend to begin. Since it was such a slow day, I pulled out my personal computer and wireless internet and quickly went through my various hookup accounts. When I got to Manhunt, I was instantly pinged by this guy I will call Lil-bit. I call him that because he is only 5’7” tall and I am guessing a 31” waist. If you have been following this blog you know this is not my type, however, Lil-bit is in fact a Red Head, which makes up for a lot with me as you know. The other thing about Lil-bit is his persistence. This guy pings me every time he sees me come online for over a year now. We usually have some very polite chat ending with him asking me to come out to his place and fuck him. That chat would always end there because the other negative about Lil-bit, is that he lives over an hour away from Washington DC. As a rule, I am not willing to go that far for a fuck…at least not a “First Time Fuck” which are always unpredictable. However, on this particular Friday I was actually considering it given that work was slow and that it was a very nice day outside. When I told him that I was considering making that drive it caught him by surprise and he owned up to the fact that he had been chatting with someone else at the same time, and that the guy said that he would be there in forty minutes. I could tell from the tone in his voice that he thought that this would be a deal breaker and that he had missed his chance with me. He was wrong. I proceeded to ask him a couple of key questions Me: “Have you played with this guy before” Lil-bit: “Oh yeah, we hookup about once a month” Me: “White guy or black” Lil-bit: “Black” Me: “What do you usually do with him?” Lil-bit: “Used to be just sucking him off, but he has fucked me a couple of times, but he is always a quick visit so he will be long gone by the time you get here so…” Me: “What do you think you two will do this time…I mean…is he going to fuck you?” Lil-bit: “Probably…yes” Me: “Does he fuck you Safe or bareback?” He paused before answering. Lil-bit: “He fucked me Safe the first time, but bare the second time.” Me: “Will he breed you?” Another pause Lil-bit: “Probably” Me: “Listen to me very carefully, you are to send me a text when he gets there, and another text when he leaves.” Lil-bit: “Yes Sir” Me: “Let him breed you, and do not shower or clean up…I want your cummy hole…is that clear?” Lil-bit: “Yes Sir” It took me about ten minutes to get out of the office and on my way to Lil-bit. I was not even out of DC yet when the first text came through saying that Lil-bit’s friend had arrived. Approximately fifteen minutes later I received a second text that it was over and that his friend was in the shower. I arrived at Lil-bit’s house in exactly one hour and ten minutes. The house was in one of those cookie cutter developments where each house was one of three or four model design, but big…four bedroom and three and a half bath big. Lil-bit answered the door in a t-shirt, gym shorts and white gym socks. I have to say that Lil-bit has a very average look. His nose is a little too big for his face, but his short red hair and tight body made up for that…especially when he was naked. Naked he had the body of 25 year old instead of his actual 43 years, and for a little guy, he had a gorgeous 8” partially cut cock sprouting from a sandy red bush. As soon as I was inside the house a few things were obvious…he was partnered. Pictures of him and his partner of several years were hung all over the place. It was also obvious that they had some money, I put the value of the house around 600K and I got the distinct impression that his partner was either a Doctor or Lawyer and that Lil-bit was a House Husband…working on taking care of the house and dogs while hubby brought home the bacon. In that moment when you make small talk before sex, Lil-bit proudly showed me through the downstairs pointing out the elaborate crown molding, wall papering, and electrical work all done by him. As we made our way up to the guest bedroom I asked him about his partner Me: “Obviously your are partnered and in an open relationship?” Lil-bit: “Yes, but it is more don’t ask don’t tell…although he had an 18 year old up here the other night while I was watching tv in the basement” At hearing this I found myself a bit irritated. This was seeming more and more like a revenge fuck…Look, I am fine with fucking a guy in an open relationship, but otherwise, I don’t want to be caught up in someone else’s shit. When we got to the spare bedroom, everything was in its place and immaculate…but shouldn’t the bed be messed up if he was just fucked in it an hour ago…especially if I told him not to clean up? A little more irritated. Once in the room, we wasted no time getting naked. As soon as my cock spring free from my underwear, Lil-bit was on his knees taking it deep in his mouth. That was all good and well, but I did not drive over an hour for a blow job. I literally picked Lil-bit up and tossed him on the bed. I then pushed his very cute little legs up to his chest and dove my tongue into his very pink, but very clean hole…Now I am really irritated….no…at the discovering that there was no cummy hole, I was pissed. Either Lil-bit lied, and there was no other guy…or he lied when he let me believe that he took the guys load when he really did not…or he lied when he said he would not clean up but actually did….either way you cut it, I was lied to and now I am pissed, and I instantly when to the dark side. After licking his totally dry and clean hole for about a half a minute, I stood, pulled his butt to the edge of the bed, took aim with the head of my fat black cock, and jammed my hips forward. Lil-bit had started to say something but he was not able to finish it as the pain of a nearly dry penetration racked his little body. On that first stroke, I could only get the head of my cock past his sphincter. He was tight…too tight for someone who supposedly was just fucked and hour ago. Through gritted teeth, Lil-bit attempted to let me know that hurt only to be cut off by the second full hip thrust which pushed my fat cock another inch in to his protesting hole. Upon this second thrust, I held it there keeping maximum pressure against his hole. With gritted teeth and eyes squinted shut, Lil-bit said Lil-bit: “Please…please .Sir I cant take it…please Sir” I abruptly pulled my cock out of his hole and said Me: “Don’t…Move!” I then reached over to the bed stand where he had set out some lube and poppers. I poured lube into my hand and massaged it into his hole and then on my cock. Lil-bit: “I need the poppers Sir” Me: “Shut the fuck up…what you needed to do was tell me the truth…you don’t have cummy hole…and no one fucked you an hour ago…did they? After a brief pause he acquiesced Lil-bit: “No Sir…he called back and said he could not make it…I was afraid that you would not come if I told you…I am sorry Sir” Me: “Never lie to me…liars have no honor...you are going to get fucked now and trust me, you will remember this for a long time” With that, I re-entered Lil-bit, going balls deep on the first stroke. His head flew back against the mattress, the veins running along his neck became visible and both fists were clutching the covers. I had his legs hanging over my forearms and my hands held his forearms down as my hips settled into a quick and aggressive thrusting rhythm. The tightness of his hole lasted for the first twenty to twenty-five strokes. After that, his hole was completely open and my cock moved freely within him. By this time, his pain was subsiding and his demeanor was changing from one of struggle and defense to one of acceptance and pleasure. I continued to fuck him in this position for a sold fifteen minutes non-stopped. The only sound in the room was the thwack-thwack of my thighs and balls slapping against his upturned butt. We were both completely coved in sweat. By now his body had adjusted to me and he no longer gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes in pain…rather he was staring me straight in the eyes like he was in some sort of trance. His mouth was still open with drool dripping out of the corner and running down along his chin. His cock, no longer hard but very full laid on his belly and there was a sticky stream of pre-cum flowing form the slit. I worked him over hard for fifteen minutes and then felt the urge to cum. Without warning, I slammed deep in him one more time and let it go. I stopped counting after the fifth pulse of cum shot from my cock into his guts. When I was done, I kept his legs pinned to his chest as I pulled. This caused his hole to stay open and as my cock came out so did a huge glob of very thick cum, creating a huge wet spot on the covers. I scooped some of it up on my fingers and brought it to his mouth. He eagerly licked my fingers clean. I laid on the bed beside him for a moment to catch my breath. He sat up on the edge of the bed. His shoulders were slumped and his head hung low. Clearly there was a ton of emotions going on inside of him. I suspect it had something to do with his partner fucking and 18 year old while he was in the house…in short, it was clear that there is some serous trouble in paradise. Me: “Do you want to talk about it?” There was no response for almost a minute, then he sat back on the bed Indian style and proceeded to bare his soul for the next thirty minutes. I wont share the content of our discussion here but I was correct…it had everything to do with the changing relationship with his partner. A by-product of his emotional distress was that he had not been able to have sex to the point where he could get off…he would start thinking about the problems with his partner and lose his hard-on. Now let me be very clear here….I am not a psychologist, psychiatrist or anything of the sort. I am just a guy who has been through some things. Me: “Go get a picture of your partner…that one in the hallway downstairs will do” He was very reluctant…he did not know what to make of me…just a bit a go I was literally a beast humping his ass like a rabid dog…now I am like this guy whom he can talk to about personal shit…I understood his confusion and reluctance but with some prodding he went and got the picture. When he came back in the room with the picture, he saw me standing by the bed lubing my hard cock again and he froze. Me: “Relax…and just work with me…okay? Come over here and lay that picture face up on top of the wet spot” Lil-bit: “What…are you crazy?” Me: “Maybe” I said with a smile “Just humor me… you got nothing to lose” With that he came over and placed the framed picture in the middle of the wet spot. As he was doing this, I rubbed some lube into his ass. He shivered at the touch of my slick fingers on his tender hole. I made him bend over the side of the bed so that his head was right above the picture of his partner and the wet spot, and I slowly entered him. Under the umbrella of full disclosure…all I wanted was to fuck him again…and yeah, it is pretty evil me to use his emotional distress to make that happen. I truly do feel bad that I did that for that reason. However, as I was slowly fucking him and gently stroking his back, he began to stroke his very hard cock. He did not take his eyes off the picture of his partner and before long he was pushing back onto my cock and racing to his own orgasm. When he came, he clamped down so hard on my cock that it instantly sent me over the edge and I dropped a second load into him. Understandably his orgasm was nothing short of an earthquake! He shot ribbon after ribbon of cum onto the bed covers and he had whole body convulsions. I helped him lay down on the bed where he buried his face in the pillow and quietly cried. I simply gathered my clothes and left the room. I was about a mile from home when I received a one word text message from him…”Thanks” More...

Click here to see Midtown Mutt's original blog post... A friend invited me to his place for dinner on Saturday night. I had the usual Saturday errands to run, and after those were completed, I decided to work out. I returned and hopped on line around 4:00 and checked out BBRTS. A decent-looking guy with a big cock invited me over to his place which was about a mile away. I arrived at his building, he greeted me and we headed to his apartment. He pulled his cock out of his jeans and it was indeed nice and big. I sank to my knees and started sucking his dick. He had one of those cocks that was perfect for deep-throating: long enough to get the head into my throat, but not so thick as to break my jaw. When his cock head entered my throat and I kept it there, I could tell he loved it. He suggested we go to the bedroom. Once there, we both stripped and I retrieved a bottle of poppers I brought along. We started 69'ing, with me sucking his cock and taking his balls in my mouth. He alternately was sucking my cock and rimming my ass. Finally, I got on my stomach and sniffed some poppers as he smeared some lube on my hole. He lined his cock up and slid right into my ass until his balls were resting on my taint. He moaned about how he loved fucking my tight hole as he started pounding me. His perfectly-sized dick was hitting all the right places and I was leaking pre-cum all over his bed sheets. I took another hit off the poppers and handed them back to him and he sniffed them and renewed his pounding on my ass. In a minute he screamed, "I'm cumming in you", and I could feel my hole get wet. He let his cock slip out of my ass and turned me on my back. He started sucking on my cock and jacking it. I was already close from the pounding I gave him. Within a minute I was cumming into his hot mouth. We both got dressed and he suggested that we play again. I am definitely interested in that. I kept his cum in my hole as I left for my friend's place for dinner. More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Snowing like lake-effect snows off the Great Lakes and here in Georgia, mind-you, is hard as fuck to imagine. And it’s cold as all get out here. So I’m going to be cooped up for a few days, nothing but me, my hand and a few images like this. I hope the power stays on and I stay warm. Any bottoms with a four-wheel drive and a cum-hungry ass, let me know. More...

Click here to see Brandon North's original blog post on "Naughty North"... If any of my fans out there haven't checked out Cristian Knox's blog, I urge you to march on over there now. He is a fellow amateur porn producer who has had the privilege to work with Jasper Emerald and Liam Cole. We have almost identical minds when it comes to sex and porn. We have chatted a lot recently and would love to collaborate on projects, but unfortunately we're on opposite sides of the Atlantic (and half of North America). Short of being able to work together in person, I am going to extend a hand to promote his homemade porn videos on my site because I know you'll love them as much as I do! Just like myself, he is dedicated to sharing real amateur guys just having extremely hot sex au-natural... no scripts or set-ups or paid models, yet being the photography and video pro he is, the quality and cinematography is superb. Below is Cristian's most recent video. Cristian comments: "My mate Drew Marks planned a little house party in Brighton on Friday, with a few lads from London planning to come down. But due to the weather, only one guy came. we had 3 tops here to fuck him tho. And I filmed it on my iphone ." More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Something just gorgeous about this man, this chest, this cock… More...

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Click here to see Closet BB Cumdump's original blog post... Yep, he came back again. Damn I love having a straight neighbor who knows the value of having a cocksucker or fuckhole across the street. Some of you have emailed me and asked what he looks like. Well, if you watch Ghost Hunters the guy with the shaved head and the goatee is named Jason Hawes. He actually looks a lot like that. Anyway, I was alone, had just gotten home and was in the driveway taking stuff from my trunk when I heard a whistle, not a sexy whistle, more like a 'hey you' whistle. I turned around and he was in his driveway and he waved. I waved and he walked down the driveway. Right after he did this one of my neighbors from down the street was driving by and stopped at the top of the driveway to say hi. So we both walked up and talked with the other neighbor for a bit. After he drove away, my neighbor from across the street looked at me and said 'so, you alone for a bit?' I said yeah and he said 'good. wanna go in for a bit.' I said hell yeah and we walked down the driveway. He helped me take the last few things out of the trunk and we walked in. It dawned on me he's always thinking. If anyone was watching it would look like he had been talking to me and then helped me carry some stuff inside. Little does everyone else know that once we get inside I get a load, ha ha. Same as usual, even though he finally broke down and fucked me last time, this was a blow job visit. He dropped his pants and said 'suck me off?' I got on my knees and started blowing him. I stopped got up and ran into the bathroom for a sec to grab some poppers. I came back and he said 'what is that for? is it drugs or something? why do you always snort that?' Now I'm happy enough just blowing this guy and swallowing his load and am grateful for the last session when he fucked me raw (because I um...had no rubbers he he) but is it just me or does it seem like he's getting more and more curious. My heart started beating faster and I told him that it just gives me a quick high, makes me light-headed and I do a better job sucking. He said 'oh' and I asked if he wanted to try. He was hesitant but I told him they're not addictive or anything, they just make your head feel light. He said ok and asked what he was supposed to do. I told him to block one nostril and breathe in for a couple of seconds with the other over the top of the bottle and then do the same with the other nostril. I took a hit first and got back on his dick. As I blew him he took a hit. He put the bottle on the counter and said 'holy shit.' At first I was afraid for a second but then after a couple of seconds more he grabbed the back of my head hard and started to skull fuck me. He started being loud saying 'fuck yeah, suck my dick you faggot. you like that dick?' He had never said stuff like that before so I was really turned on. Between me moving my head forward and him plowing his dick down my throat we got a good rhythm going. It didn't take long before I felt that familiar swell in my mouth. He started moaning and saying 'yeah suck my dick. you gonna swallow my load fag?' I was crazy turned on. A few seconds later he shot a nice big load down my throat. He kept plowing my mouth even after the flavor was gone so I was thinking he wanted to go for round two but just as quick as I thought it, he stopped and pulled out. He usually just pulls up his pants and goes but this time he breathed out hard and said something like 'wooooooo' and then sat down. I asked if he was ok and he said 'yeah, that shit is intense.' I laughed and told him I was sorry if he didn't like it. He said he did like it and asked if I was going to be around next weekend. I told him I was going to be traveling and he told me he would watch for me. He liked that we did this more frequently and as long as we could keep it quiet he wanted to keep doing it. I agreed and I am soooooo gonna get him to fuck me again! More...

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To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here 2010 was yet another bottom-driven year in bareback porn. Dedicated bottoms Jayson Park, Ian Jay, Orion Cross, Sage Daniels and Dominick Rider worked their asses off, figuratively and literally, to keep us entertained and inspired. These guys may have performed in 100 videos among themselves, and if you saw one of their names on the wrapper, you knew you were in for a good time. Lito Cruz remained the top of tops throughout this past year, Dan Fisk entered new territory with his own 'Best of' video, and Treasure Island Media and super-mega-top Brad McGuire opened a new chapter in video history. And some of the more mainstream (read 'condom') studios ventured into bareback porn with new products. The best porn lives on in your brain and is enough to get you hard, and maybe get you off. That's my criterion for this list of the best bareback porn of 2010, and here it is in no particular order until we get to the best of the year, and that comes at the end of this blog entry. 'Asses Full of Cum' from SX Video, starts off with hot Latino superstar-waiting-to-be-discovered Diego Cruz getting gangfucked by a quarter of Latino tops. Ian Jay also stars. We get to see it all, with great shots of Diego's ass, feet and face. SX's 'Double Fuck My Ass' has some great group action with Dominick Rider (I told you these guys were busy), veteran Drew Peters and newer buttholes like Nelson Troy. We loved 'I Barebacked your Boyfriend' from Rob Rodin and the LoadMasters...we bought this one because of the cast, Lito Cruz, Tim Skyler and Seth Miller (who's interested us ever since he peddled his ass at IML, he actually said he was charging, this at an event where is ass is passed around like a bag of M&M's, we admire Seth's hutzpah), and weren't disappointed. Seth delivered, and we're happy to report that twinky-pooh Tim has picked up some slutty moves as he develops into the twink bareback superstar. You can't beat Treasure Island Media for production values...nobody else can touch them though Slut Machine comes damn close. Both studios kept up the high quality of their products and were meticulous in their casting, overlapping veterans with new faces, match-ups and pairings in the tradition of the long gone Hollywood studios. 'Breeding Season 2,' 'Sperm Assault' and 'Obey' are all keepers, buy 'em. Some lesser entities advanced: BlackBreeders came out with 'Raw Magnum Fukkas' (I might be wrong on the actual title, I tried to google it but it didn't come up) with not-so-great camerawork or lighting, but the men and action were so hot, it didn't make much difference, this was a New York gang, I think. 'Rawstrokes' continued to get better with each production...with 'Raw Hole Damage,' Jayson Park was at his best and showed what's meant by 'dirty talk.' There are a lot of things not to like about 'Bareback Marathon NYC' and they don't have anything to do with the performers, mostly black thugs from xtube and so on, but we did get more of L'il Papi (in his third video) and he's ready to 'go national.' We'll be writing more of him in subsequent blogs, I'm sure. Jayson Park (I told you he's been busy) and Fred Mayer make 'Supercharged' from Rawfuck Studios one of the videos of the year...Mayer may be the slut of all, he could read from the Bible and make it sound slutty. And Sean Storm reached a new high getting gangbanged by a bunch of mature local tops in 'Cum Greedy Fuckholes.' Sadly, I haven't been able to see Jayson Park's play for Dick Wadd...someone's going to have to buy it for me. So here it is: the best bareback video of 2010 is a compilation video, and I know that's really not fair, so the consider the second best to be No. 1, and that is 'Double Fuck/A Cockwork Orange' from Knightbreeders. It's not as good as 'The Best of Damien Silver,' also from Knightbreeders, but they both feature the raunchiest, sleaziest bareback action around. Next to Knightbreeders, Treasure Island Media looks vanilla, and it all comes down to Damien Silver's fabulously videogenic ass, it's fuckin' unbelievable! He's a full-bodied stocky number with a big ass and an impressive asshole that grasps the biggest dicks and milks them dry, and we get to see it all. For a while I thought that the director Justin Credible and Damien Silver were one and the same, because of the unity of presentation, and I'm still not sure. In fact, there have been moments when a phone rings in the midst of production, and Damien gets off a top's dick to answer the phone. It doesn't seem to slow the action. But more than that, I just love the whole Knightbreeders concept of low class, white trash, street hustlers, fucking in condemned buildings or in the tacky apartments in Hollywood with special effects in the form of fog, exploding gassy bubbles amid the imagery of satanism, anarchy, Catholicism, howling wolves, squawking ravens, storms, thunder, etc., etc., etc., these are not to be believed. And oh yeah, did I mention the thick dicks, rivers of cum fucked out of big sloppy holes as part of a religous sex cult ritual? Now try and find these fabulous videos...you have to go to the Knightbreeders website. Rockhard on Castro St. carries some of them, but not all, and they sell out quickly. I'm sure you can get them somewhere in LA, probably Circus of Books but I've yet to check. It's been a great year for bareback porn, despite the passing of video pioneer Bill Gardner...where Hot Desert Knights, an industry leader for a decade, goes from here, I don't know. We'll be watching...and also watching Treasure Island Media and their venture into 'serosorting' in porn or whatever they're up to. It seems like some are finally acknowledging the appealing taboo of HIV. I'm not alone is recognizing that being up-front about your poz status is going to get you laid, and bareback poz porn would only enhance that. More...

Click here to see Life In The Raw's original blog post... I got a text from a good friend of mine, telling me to come over to the hotel room and breed his hole. I walked in and undressed to a pair of blue converse and the pair of Nasty Pig underwear that he got me for XXXMas. He came back and we made out, slow tender, then passionate as fuck making out. I took off my underwear and shoes and we kissed somemore. I stroked his big pussy wrecking dick, and then I got behind him and buried my face in his ass, savoring the taste of his cum hungry pussy. I spread his ass apart and nailed his hole with my tongue. I lubed up my dick and slid all the way into his hole, slow strokes, enjoying his tight hole, it felt like he hadn't been fucked in a while, but he always knows how to open up for me, so soon I was humping him, his legs spread eagle. Drilling into his ass, making him moan the same way as the many twinks that lay in his wake. Then I fucked him on his back, nailing his hole as he held up his legs, I kissed him while driving my hot poz cock into his hole. He told me a hot story involving a past fuck of his, that had my nuts churning... I had him get on his hands and knees and drilled his ass doggy style, pumping his sweet fucking cum hungry cunt, I rammed into him and grunted as I shot his ass full of my toxic poz load. We lay there and made out, and I told him some hot tales from my past fuck buds, that drove him wild and he shot a huge load of his own. More...

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Click here to see Closet BB Cumdump's original blog post... Should be on every Chinese food menu. It was better than I expected. He is a cute, small (5'7" 125 pound) Portuguese boy. He peeked out the door when I pulled up because I sent him a text telling him I was there. I walked up the steps and he opened the door in a t-shirt and his underwear. I said wow, you're a hot little boytoy. He said thanks and I grabbed for his crotch. He pulled down his undies and showed me a med size uncut cock. Real nice head though. Twice the thickness of the shaft. I got on my knees and started sucking him off right away. My mouth never left his dick again...not even for a second. He was standing for a couple of minutes and then backed up and sat in a chair while I bobbed my head up and down in his lap. He was rubbing the back of my head with his hand and he had his foot in between my legs while I kneeled in front of him and he was rubbing my crotch through my jeans. I started sucking faster and deeper while he rubbed my dick with his foot and he started moaning. He was moaning so softly and every now and again he let out a 'oh yeah'. The moans started coming faster so I knew where we were headed and I sooooo wanted it that I went faster and deeper. His dick was swelled, like I said nice head so every time it passed my tongue I made sure to hit it dead center underneath. He liked that. It was also a great length so I could take the entire shaft (I have to admit I am not the best deep throater - I need more practice - anyone wanna offer? ha ha). I felt the rock hard shaft and the head swell a little bigger and then he moaned and grabbed the back of my head to hold it still while he came. None of that, I wanted to milk every drop out of this boy so I kept going even though he was trying to stop me. He shot a load in my mouth which was one of the sweetest I have ever tasted. Not the hottest, that is usually latino cum - so warm. Mmmm mmmm but I am losing track. It was sweet, almost like it was mixed with just a little piece of butter or something. I got rock hard when I tasted it. I waited until no more dripped out. I got up, grabbed my sunglasses and said anytime bro, you're on my way to work. Just say the word. Such a great way to start the year. 19 year old cum is sweeeeeettt. HOT! More...

To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... Getting prime pussy is one of those things can amaze even me. I fuck amazing asses — and when I write about amazing asses, I refer to the whole package: the cheeks, the asshole, the sphincter (yes, the hole and sphincter are separate things) and that lovely chute inside. Should I continue the anatomy lesson? I’m separating the cheeks, the bouncy buns from everything else when I talk about a pussy — a boy pussy of course. I’d posted on Craigs List, half expecting the usual collection of shit when the 19-year-old’s response arrived, asking if I would please fuck him hard. And a promise he was close. Very close. At least, geographically. I answered his questions honestly — my age and stats and my photo. I expected, as with most younger men, he’d stop responding and not visit. But he asked for an address and promised to arrive in 15 minutes. He was at my door in 10. Standing at no more that five-foot-five and weighing around 130 pounds soaking wet, the photograph barely does him justice. We were naked in less than a minute. No kissing or anything. He sucked me hard, not that it took much. He never asked for a condom or for lube. He wanted a hard cock in his ass. He’d not showered, not that I gave a shit. The musky teen scent actually turned out to be a bit of a turn-on. Adding spit only to my cock, he took a seat on my cock. To express how tight his hole was, I need a thesaurus and the Oxford English Dictionary and additional languages — probably Latin, Mandarin Chinese and Japanese. First, have you ever seen how in ancient times, one Asian culture (I think it was China, but it might have been Japan) bind their feet and try to make them tiny. Well, this ass has not been penetrated. It felt virginal. I mean, I’d swear I was popping a cherry, except for the fact this boy never pulled off my cock. He sat on it and went into another world. This chute was bound tight, like someone had wrapped up the muscles. Now I have a hard cock. I mean rock hard. So that means my thickness remains consistent. But I swear to God that this boy’s pussy was like a girdle, making my girth thinner. Within moments, he’d adjusted and rolled onto his back, indicating he wanted me to take over the fuck. No problem. I began fucking him with zest. He said he wanted it hard. But I admit. I didn’t want to. I slowed it up, enjoying the sensation of his pussy. I mean tops, you encounter one of these cunts rarely. They are magnificent when you do. New, unused. He knew nothing about muscle control. He didn’t need to know anything. His ass muscles were as tight as his ab muscles. As for his butt cheeks, well, they were toned and muscular as well. So we’re not talking about bouncing masses. Beautiful, fitting his body type, but hard when my thighs hit them. So I developed a pace and enjoyed it. I spit on my hand and took his respectable six incher into my hand and began working it. Moving through his tight cunt, feeling my cock begin to add my own pre-cum to the spit and his ass juices, things got a little slicker. Interestingly enough, I have this moment sometimes when I actually produce copious amounts of what looks like cum — well, it basically is cum. It’s an indication I’ve reached the final plateau before I actually experience a full orgasm. Then a few minutes later, I actually produce an equal or even more cum and then have the actual sensation of an orgasm. This does not happen to me all the time. I am able to this on certain occasions, so not all the time. Well, this was one of those occasions. So I injected him full of the first load, adding a slick stickiness to his ass. I picked up pace, both with my hand and with my thrusting. “I’m getting close, man,” he said. I kept pumping. And I felt his ass muscles clench, he began to shoot across that beautiful chest and I was letting another load off into his ass, but to make the little guy feel better, I pulled out and let a couple of ropes land across his balls. We cleaned up. He left. Fuck. More...

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Click here to see Chicago Bottom's original blog post... I don’t know how many dozens of loads I’ve taken since my last post, but this one from this past weekend made me think of my blog and WOW how I don’t want to forget this one! Better write it down and save the photos. I posted an ad on CL for a breeder or seeders – just use my ass anonymously or as you see fit. Got a reply from a traveler in town from Brooklyn. Not much in the lines of description or what he is into, and he didn’t follow my instructions about sending stats, location and timeframe, etc… But he stated 9 inches, so assuming the best, I figured I be getting 7 inches if he in fact didn’t turn out to some quazi bottom hoping to get fucked himself. Blah blah blah, a couple emails, texts later, I had arrived at his location and was greeted by a big black cowboy looking mother fucker. And a HOT one at that. (honestly I almost turned around because I thought he might be either be an imposter or luring in some trouble! I went in anyway. We ended up in this partially empty room with just a TV, a couch, and a laptop. In about 20 seconds, his sweatpants hit the floor and there was a bulging soft cock behind some superman underwear. My pants hit the floor. His shirt was soon tossed across the room. My mouth got on his dick quickly and I have to admit, as it grew, I grew increasingly nervous that he was actually going to try to fuck me with this thing, as I had promised, and he had agreed to deliver. After double-fisting his cock while trying to swallow his cock, he hinted to come up for air by grabbing my thin frame with a very subtle pull upward. Of course, I took that hint and moved closer – face to face. To my surprise, he also initiated a kiss. I took my hand to my mouth, gave it a puddle of my own spit, did a reach around and started to lube up his cock, which was obviously 9 inches, if not more… I tilted the head toward my hole and he let me guide the tip of his cock right to the entrance of my quivering hole. It took about 30 seconds, maybe 2 minutes, I am completely unclear, to work the head of that monster into my hole. I do remember him going slightly soft for a very short instance. That may have been the only save-grace to get that beast inside me at that time. And then snap! His cock went right back to full force raging hardon! No turning back now, he was inside, I was on top of him rocking up and down. One position that resonated with me was the position where my legs were parallel to his sides, me on top, his cock in my ass, my face buried between his neck and shoulders and my arms held tightly under his arms. It was as if I had completely swallowed him from within a fetus position. I can also remember sliding up and down from the tip of cock down to his balls – only my ass was moving, the rest stayed still for fear of being speared and gutted with this dick. Not only did it NOT hurt, but my raging hardon could not hold more that 10 minutes. I blew a load between the two of us. I was hoping that he wouldn’t notice and I prayed that no matter what happened, my ass would not quit on me now. As it would have it, he knew I came. He took his massive hands and cupped my butt and started to spear and gut me from this fetal position. I was almost as if his cock grew even more and then it hit me. I could feel cum dripping out of my ass. BINGO! I told him that I liked that he was as quiet a cummer as I was. If anyone was in the room with us, they wouldn’t have known we both came unless they were looking for loads of cum running down his six-pak or down his balls. And that was only the first of three loads he gave me. I asked him “how many bottoms do you have to go through until you find one that can take that entire cock of yours?” He laughed and replied “a few”. A 5-10 minute rest, he asked me to get on my side. He tried to spear me again, but my hole opened up so quickly, that all he got was a wet gaping hole to spew a second load into – also quietly… Another 5-10 rest, he lifted my legs and inserted that beast again. This time, I wanted something different. I wanted to feel that beast inside me. I have this thing I like to with my butt muscles that I squeeze and tense it up from the deep inside to the puckering hole – kind of like an exercise. But it feels good to ME while I’m getting fucked. I was once told by another monster cock (not this big though) that it didn’t feel good to the top. He wanted a loose wet gapping mangina – and I only once in a while enjoy that – it’s kinda like being a lazy bottom to me. I like to work for the load – get my ass moving and squeeze that cock and work that load out. To my surprise, this mother fucker seemed to like it better! He started to make a little noise too. And he started pumping and humping my ass. Holy shit I thought – we are about rock each others world and work a huge load for each of us! He nutted big time and I felt this load more than the first two. I was spent, but if wanted to fuck me a fourth time, I would have easily given my ass to him. To me, as a bottom, it is NOT weather or not I am satisfied, I must keep fucking till the top is spent – that is, as long as my hole is not bleeding and still “clean” – which this was the case – my ass had taken the shape of his cock and there was NO mess anywhere! During one of the intervals, (I can’t remember which one because they were all so hot), his “friend” came in the room – it might have been during our second break, where his cock was still in my ass and we were just laying there “napping”. Mr. Big Black Cowboy got up and left me there naked and deprived of cock for about 2-3 minutes. I did a reach around and fingered my hole and scooped out some of his load. I took it my nose to sniff for cleansliness – yup, smelled like cum and cum only and then dished it into my mouth, savoring the load in my mouth until he re-entered the room. I quickly swallowed as if nothing happened. We chatted a bit longer, got dressed and went our separate ways. He said he wanted my ass another night while he was in town – but I was confused because he said he was leaving the next day. What ever, I’m saving his number and email and will keep in contact with him – lets see if he really is from out of town or just a local trying to pull a fast one. I gotta tell ya though, THE BEST FUCK on 2010, even though it happened in 2011. I hope to duplicate this fuck another time this year! More...

Click here to see Closet BB Cumdump's original blog post... I don't usually post in advance of a hook up but my first cock this year will be tomorrow morning and I'm excited. It's a 19 year old 5'7" 126 pound soooo damn cute kid who wants to get blown. He says he's going to cum in my mouth, little does he know I wouldn't have stopped anyway. I wish I could post his pic (maybe I'll ask) but I will be one happy dawg tomorrow after I get a taste of that sweet boy jizz. Oh man I'm hard thinking about it. I hope this turns into a reg thing and I hope I can get him to fuck me at some point! More...