rawsatyr

I'm glad that the trend to shave pubes bare caught on among guys I KNEW were all fucking around! Most had hot, muscular bodies and all wanted to show off... I now will always associate 'shaved smooth' with guys who did want to give 'crabs a beach-head' lol. The first time I got those buggers of two times I was SO EMBARRASSED... and I heard that while 'crabs' had their hay-day, most didn't even get killed by RID anymore... so habitual sports-fucking called for radical measures!

yes I can: I try to insinuate that some guys get more action than others. Some call it 'sluts', others call it 'players', again other call it 'unable to have a STEADY relationship' whatever. I use 'popular' as a random euphemism because no matter what angle you try to say it, other, substitute terms are 'loaded' with preconceptions. On BZ we get assigned titles like 'much liked', 'slut', 'whore'... and 'star performer'? I think? I guess you can be POPULAR by looks, by cock-size, by exploits, by your ease to engage in thrill-seeking behavior, personality or here by the level of contribution to a group... In a high-school environment POPULAR is always a shallow connotation associated with arrogance and entitlements. But as a word popular is overused like DISCO, 'game-changer' and people who use the word 'literally' in every other sentence... I'm easily irritated by game-changer and 'literally'... popular music, popular foods, popular cars! Some of us rather choose something DIFFERENT... like I do most of the time. I hate games, watching sports, but I like lots of weird things like rum raisin ice-cream and reptiles for example... Personally I could take 'offense' to having the 'whore' title on BZ as I neither charge nor have enough physical sex frequency to warrant that label. I COULD but I don't. I once called one of my friends a slut as a term of endearment after he told me of his exploits. He corrected me with: "I'm not a SLUT, I'm a CUM-DUMPSTER!" Depending on what city you live in, 'popular' goes with different numbers. I have NEVER had anywhere near 10 guys in a day, not loads nor tricks but I have never even been to a CUMUNION. So on that level i'm a novice, an amateur, for years typically in a relationship with very pretty BFs. UNTIL, my man and I changed teams... to the BAREBACK sports-team!!! Being POPULAR at a sex-party has a blow-back! For example, one of my very 'popular' (on Facebook) studly friends from New York read me the riot act after I admitted having had MULTIPLE SEXUAL PARTNERS on a particular weekend, right before him and I hooked up... and I passed something on to him. "If I had only known you were LIKE THAT!", he texted me, and said that "compared to YOU, I must be saint... something something.... !" Not sure why the hypocrisy because he had complained about 'The South is SO LAME, no action like in New York'. So the first time we played it was a 4-way and he seemed delighted to have found 'THE FUN UNDERGROUND' I once used the term 'reckless' as a term of endearment when a guy on tumblr described his impressively promiscuous exploits at a certain sex party. He did however take 'offense' and messaged me "I'm NEVER reckless!" So really, terms are fluent here, more an effort to make sense of a very new world (for me)

In private, I have guys on here who are promiscuous, highly contagious fuckers try to tell me that my 'open relationship' would be INTOLERABLE to them. "IF I had a BF, I would NEVER allow him to run around!" I was told! "When did you last have sex with your man?" My seconds moment delay reaction was enough to jump to a premature conclusion! "Yeah that answers it right there!" You think you know it all? Yeah right! IF, you said, IF you had a BF!!!!! But you ain't got no BF Blanche! Probably for good reason! A selfish, self-centered, disrespectful personality typically has a way of radiating outward and drive potential BFs off. The whole 'gay thing' was after all about 'EQUALITY'. (those who want to be OWNED, used and abused have their own deal) My man and I share our stories of cruising, chatting, prospects and actual hooking up like hunting buddies do. We tell each other blow-by blow and EXPECT all-out bareback play. No fears, no regrets, no blame game! As we recount the most recent exploits, we get so turned on we get boners and tell each other how 'proud' we are of the others conquests and 'taking his load', sniff each other, maybe have sex or just hold each other and jerk off... no script... Unlike in the old days of 'emulated monogamy, steeped in secretive one-sided cheating and hypocrisy' (the norm in many gay relationships) we made a pact. A PRENUP! Gay marriage doesn't have to lead to monotonous fat-and-happy, progressively-asexual coexistence. With a secretly-jealous bitterness towards those out there... 'still being whores'. My man and I have this arrangement: ALL SEX IS SPORT, the more the better, alone, as an action hero or with a side-kick or him and me together as a commando! Promiscuity rocks! RAW ACTION IS EXPECTED and ENCOURAGED! No points for 'safe sex'! BORING!!!! The transition went surprisingly smooth! Looking back on the DARK AGES of HIV-related fear and loathing and serial monogamy: I have been in about FOUR 'count-worthy' long-term relationships of more that a few months. All had elements of flirting with others (openly) but also deception with cruel intentions in it. I wonder if 'straying' cheating and deception is the NORM of human nature, or is it a sign of individual weakness and fickleness or an indicator for some mental issues; not just 'pathological' ones but insecurity, need for validation, thrill-seeking and need for 'drama'??? Whatever it is. The bottom-line is that most of us don't court coy maidens and fair princes in small hamlets of a 'happily-ever-after' dream-world. The more we bring to the table (looks, personality, COCK-AND ASS, level of sex drive) the more popular and contested we become. It's a RODEO out there! We are essentially SLUTS-among-SLUTS out in an open competition with few 'rules'. We hook up, fuck bare, move on and REPEAT again... often several times in one night! We are therefor THRILL-SEEKERS and risk-takers and an adopted alley-cat doesn't stop hunting mice when you serve it fancy feast one day with promise of a never-ending supply.... Any of us who are POPULAR and who are out there 'getting action' expecting to be 'monogamous' with that one SERIOUS ONE is a delusion. It is futile to lock that PRIZED TROPHY BOY down, domesticate him, SCRIPT your daily routines with him and making your lives miserable by imitating straight, monogamous 'Christians' (with the 'patriarch-factor included' where both secretly think 'taking a MISTRESS' is ok but in reverse it makes the other a WHORE, LOL ). You sanction each other with drama and occasional fits of jealousy and suspicion, discrete surveillance and running HIS friends and friendly strangers off. Some gay couples invent ever new pathetic ways of making their lives miserable and abruptly ending relationships that COULD HAVE WORKED.... IF... promiscuous ground-rules were accepted. It IS POSSIBLE to HAVE YOUR COCK AND EAT IT TOO! No need to have the same serial, the same cock, the same jizz for year and years.... with predictably declining frequency!!! You find a guy you want to be 'serious' with and he agrees, you may have to lay it out on the table: "Men are pigs, we met on a hook-up app, in a sex-club, we each have fucked so many people and we can't help LOOKING! Chances are - you AND I are NOT going to change overnight, or EVER! Celebrate your liberated sexuality and accept promiscuity as a bond with all of bareback brotherhood!" You make a loyalty commitment to each other but you agree on sex being a SPORT! It keeps me and my partner motivated to work out, eat healthy, skip meals (to get fucked more) and we have more fun than ever! It has worked for years and brought us together even closer! And WE ARE NOT ALONE!!!! Not everybody can follow the OPEN SEXUALITY logic but monotonous monogamy is a concept more suitable for peasant societies that has been told to 'shut up', fear a 'god', sit tight and to breed another clutch of soldier/worker bees for the blatantly-fornicating, morality-exempted 'moral authority'...

So, I'm basically a bottom but only because I rose to the NO LOADS REFUSED challenge and most of the guys I hook up are basically 'not my type'. And I can't get hard unless I have a 'package deal' to work with! I like'em LEAN and mean! Accessorized like an urban player, that sort of thing! Wishful thinking! Most guys that show up I would have never noticed in a bar! So no boner unless I CHEAT!!! And as a newly converted, promiscuous, and very proud barebacker, it's ASS UP it is for me and I can put on a slut show like there is no tomorrow. To drive up 'business' I have to make sure I get a reputation for being a GREAT BOTTOM! YELP reviews, you know, the 'word-in-the-street'! "He plays well with others!" But damn, just being a bottom limits the options! So many bottoms, so few tops! I'm working hard at 'broadening my horizon' and I have made progress. BIG progress, getting boners for guys who basically turned me off in past decades with their forward, sleazy behavior and jaded looks. I have even fucked plain-Jane guys just getting high on the thought of others watching at the sex-party. I once had a reputation to ONLY fuck 'hot twinks' and become 'monogamous' with them. Of course, ALL of those trophy boys after 'locking me down' turned out to be secretive cheaters and I missed out by not embracing PROMISCUITY! But I found I can have it both ways: 'gentleman in the street, whore in the sheets'. So this hot twink (with ruggedly masculine features) keeps flirting with me on line on Scruff and on Facebook messenger. He is the trophy boy of a very prominent member of the gay community and basically 'out-of-bounds' - IF... I knew what's good for me. The first time he came over I just blew him. The sweet nectar of forbidden fruit! Oral doesn't count! Thanks Bill Clinton for that lesson! I felt guilty and was CERTAIN there would be blow-back. Jealous rages, 'concerned calls' that kinda thing! Months passed, no blow-back. He must not tell his celebrity man everything! I have looked his man straight in the eyes and he seemed to have no 'hostile feelings'. Maybe he loves his man to be 'whored out'? There were however awkward moments in the gym, as the trophy boy was with company I had no way of knowing whether stranger is a player or a judgmental Puritan... where one has to be HUSH and 'discrete'... Yesterday the sexy boy toy hit me up again. On SCRUFF! I told him he is my FORBIDDEN FRUIT and I should probably not touch him. But he kept hinting at wanting a message and that 'oral isn't really sex' and so there he was, strolling in through the front door in tank top and silky shorts with his dick dangling. He said he was fine with 'just chilling' and a massage and said that if it was REAL SEX he would insist on being the bottom! DANGER!!!! Temptation! I have to add that the boy has the reputation of a player (whether deserved or just slander) and he even told me that he and his man go to sex-parties when they go to bigger cities. He said they AVOID LOCAL SCENES because of all the gossiping! And he does BAREBACK... and some of my certified bareback buddies claim to have bred him... maybe just boasting, who knows! So he parked his car about two houses away from mine when he walked over. He said he had forgotten where I lived but I suspect he has a 'routine' down with being 'slick' and surreptitious! "Ok a massage then!" I walked straight to the guest-room, took all my clothes off, as did he and instructed him to lay down, buck-ass naked... as I massaged his back, his perky ass was too tempting to resist. I pulled his cheeks apart and admired his sexy fuck-hole. He was eager to present! OBVIOUSLY been fucked plenty to 'elongated status' (SO HOT) and I called him a SEXY CUM-DUMPSTER! He didn't mind and hiked his ass up, with a raging boner confirming he liked my advances. We wrestled around and he quickly seized my cock to suck on which got super-hard. I had only considered ME BLOWING HIM, not the reverse! But still, 'this is not sex!' What a shame to waste a perfectly raging boner! I told him: "IF YOU WANT TO YOU CAN SIT ON IT!" My rational sanity must have left me! Somehow I feel like THAT'S MORE OK him being ASS-ertive than me slipping my cock up his ass with his face down... I wanted to feel the insides of that popular cum-dumpster hole. It drives me bat-shit horny thinking of all the rutting bucks a guy must have been with and me knowing several who claim to have bred and tagged him... He said: "I'll need poppers!" (for sitting on my dick) Luckily I knew where the poppers were (I rarely use them) and he took a couple deep huffs as he straddled over me... he then proceeded to FORCE his slick, surprisingly tight ass-cunt down on my cock-shaft. No lube, just the spit from my earlier slobbering... there was skin-tight friction to the point of my dick hurting but we kept eye-contact as neither one of us showed a sign of flinching! HARDCORE BAREBACK BONDING! What a rush! He wanted that dick and he rode it like a champ. RAW and ROUGH, skin-on-skin.... his dick stayed hard as he forced the copulation balls-deep. Taking raw cock like a true bareback rodeo star! The moment I felt his ass clinching around my cock-shaft and he blasted several squirts of his sweet cum all over me, my nut blasted into his sexy cum-dumpster hole... Forbidden fruit! Now I want more! My man says he got a message from this guy he knows I had a crush on... my man has bred him. He wants to come over today and take loads from both of us!!!! He has a huge cock for a cum-dumpster too... I have seen it in amateur porn.... I wonder if the pretty boy kept my load to full absorption. He did shower off before he left... probably to not alert HIS MAN to the scent of another buck on his trophy boy! I WANT MORE NOW!!!

It's like 'HAVING YOUR COCK AND EATING IT TOO'. I found it!!!

DAMN, that's how you find a true 'blood's brother', a sex warrior who will go out on 'expeditions' without fears, remorse and hypocrisy!

As a 'versatile' with multiple partners, I feel a major rush when multiple loads slosh around inside of me. Sometimes it's from 'exclusive tops' who don't get along with each other. A bit like rutting bulls who go head to head instead of mounting each other as well as they can AND DO (as those who grew up rural can attest). Sometimes my man gets multiple loads and I barely know one and none of the others... guys whose raw cocks rutted his hole to the point of ejaculation... HOT the thought alone! We both agree that the wholesale sluttiness and well-committed promiscuity as concepts are DIZZYINGLY satisfying emotions. Totally the opposite of the uptight 'morality' we once considered 'normal'. Keeping the unknown, potentially 'dangerous' man DNA inside to full absorption is like a 'Eucharistic sacrament' is an extended rush and appreciation of 'sharing and being shared'. Every member of the bareback brotherhood I ever discussed the 'full absorption phase' with enthusiastically agreed to feel the same way... Some of my past tricks who have evolved into being CHAMP-CUMDUMPSTERS have gorgeously large dicks. I recall how they as horny twinks INSISTED on topping me. Now they still flip for 'special events' and use their legendary cocks to pollinate other brothers... (praise to the demi-gods of debauchery) To TOP IT ALL... I want one of my bros to 'sparingly dip' into his post sex-party anal seed stash after having been bred all night and then let the anon, sketchy, promiscuous cum-bounty be the LUBE as he consecrates me with his brutally big cock and poz seed; all this while I bask in the thrill of a thrill-seeking 'DNA-marinating, bottom-turned-top-again' and especially high-risk (the thought of the once TOTALLY FORBIDDEN and frowned upon) TOTAL ACCEPTANCE of promiscuity and 'risky sex'!

The WHORING OUT concept is hot to me. For tops as well as bottoms! I never cared much for the one-way possessive, jealous arrangements I witness others having themselves gotten into. Whores playing hypocritical holy-rollers of gay dysfunction! I know several where the bottom is a total whore, encouraged, sponsored and even expected by his top to take loads all day, wear his cunt out and do whatever... piggie should be in pig-heaven! All this while the top man is at work... sounds hot, except when the top dares to get action or anybody even touches him at a sex-party , the bottom goes semi-psycho or lays down 'his law'. Acting like an old-fashioned woman really... not fun to me. My man and I are 'versatile', meaning we mostly bottom but will selectively breed pretty, smooth, promiscuous bottoms (anything else is a stretch, that requires pills). There are so many bottoms out there, the easy meat market seems flooded with them! "NEED, NEED, NEED!" Locally they are mostly poorly-photographed, husky bears.... and herein lies the trouble: I can't fuck bottoms 'bigger' than me! (to get to that point will require 'therapy' lol) I have brought guys over for my man, being 'match-maker' like a farmer who brings a heifer to his bull. And SUCCESS when I see my 'semi-top' glow and get a boner! And then I make sure I cut the formal crap so he immediately proceeds to mount and breed the 'offering'. "GET TO IT!" That shit turns me on. I also told him that we 'need to stay on TOP of our game'. That means: making concerted efforts not to become 'lazy bottoms', coaching each other to top more holes, SCORE MORE GUYS and move on without getting 'too close'. Letting the bros know all sex is ONLY A SPORT. And really, it's all about 'INCREASING OUR MARKET-SHARE'! (Yesterday, Friday went pretty well that way... one of the sluttiest days for the both of us hunting together) My regular side-kick (besides my man) is the most promiscuous, successful bottom-hunter I have ever met. He only tops and prefers it bare and claims that 'only topping' has kept him from converting.... my greatest fun comes from 'bringing him TRIBUTES', sacrificial guys to breed. The problem is, he has virtually done EVERY hot bottom in town. But sometimes I SCORE POINTS when I bring him a 'newbie' and they hit it off, fuck like animals the whole night for all I care... I get turned on when I know my top-bestie has played all night when I pop over. Most of his tricks are total strangers (to me), typically one sometimes two guys, and he typically says: "Why you still have your clothes on?" Sometimes I'm surprised seeing a now-grown-up, former twink I slobbered over in the 1990s to 2010 years. As a foolishly committed 'monogamist' back then, they were 'forbidden fruit'! Fucking stupid of me! I had a crush on one who had a huge following as an internet jerker. He is still hot as fuck but has become an insatiable party-whore with too much baggage for me. And here I see him and these other former crushes buck-naked, being raw-dogged by my buddy, posing shamelessly in amateur bb-porn. The more action he gets, the more it turns me on. Yesterday morning I came over when one of his 'toy-friends' was still naked with a boner, but getting ready for work. I took my clothes off before sexy James even left or got dressed! "DAY SHIFT TAKING OVER!" I joked, sucked the cock that just bred James, tasted good, and took my first load of the day up the ass and another all over myself... (he is insatiable and a multi-comer) All between 11 am and 2 pm, before returning to my man and his plans for hook-ups he gathered during the last hours at work. He works Scruff and Grindr and we have a few regulars that pop up as texts and via Facebook messenger. (for today, Saturday I lined up an all-bottom hottie for us both, a 'repeat' for my man, poz, fresh meat for me, a player who takes loads in New York like a champ) We are to tag him when his cheated-on big-dicked top bf thinks he is going to the gym. Too bad the TOP is supposedly 'not fun') As to my bestie, the ALL TOP: It turns him on I get turned on by his promiscuity. Sometimes as we play around he lets me know a 'regular' is coming or a trick from Scruff. I typically want him to breed the dude by himself and rush to clear the playing field. (me being 'ALL TEAM', the opposite of typical CLINGY, NEEDY and jealous bottom turns my bestie on, he told me) It's actually exciting for me, living vicariously through the most popular top on the block or really IN TOWN (don't know how to verify that claim, but I KNOW he is top-league). Lately though when I was anxious to leave, he has stopped me and told me to 'stick around'... he said: "Maybe we can take turns on him or I'll fuck you both!" Whoring out a top is a very hot fetish... and creates more colorful variations and combinations! I encourage it!

I noticed that too! Some odd characters 'red-smudging' fairly innocent stuff for what reason? Not vile enough? Not crude enough? Not self-destructive enough? Too 'nice'? You would expect more broad-minded tolerance on BZ where we have everything form innocent newbie bb-sympathizers to hardcore party whores running their lives on empty. We don't all run at the same speed. As to what I read (personally): there is LOTS where I just cringe. Guys wanting to 'destroy themselves', guys wanting to get every disease in the book like HIV and VD are exotic pets. Or guys wanting to be castrated and what not... I just cringe and move on. NO COMMENT, no 'reaction'!!! On the same vein: when you look at U-tube and find ANY timeless and incredible music video from PINK to Pink Floyd to Linkin Park... (for example) doesn't matter... with all the TENS of THOUSANDS of likes there is always at least a few hundred thumbs down. So you can't take it personally. Maybe a 400lbs curmudgeon in the basement of his parents' house HATES IT, because he is recalling the popular kids in high-school making out to 'comfortably numb' and him sitting alone in the dark... who knows As to 'people hiding behind key-boards' on BZ: I WISHED there was a feature where we could BLOCK our content from the rare piss-ants who repeatedly rain on the parade without explanation (because truly, there isn't a good one)... And YES, we work HARD on our slut, whore and SUPERSTAR statuses lol

My man has red hair and I'd fuck you and cum in you! Just saying, lol

Hmm, crude math... maybe 100 or 200? Should have swallowed every one of them but was a vanilla prince of 'fear-and-loathing' once... now that I have joined the 'prince-of-darkness' crew... my hunger has grown dis-proportionally... COCK, precum... jizz, seed and DNA! Anon, random or verified poz! HOW MANY? NOT ENOUGH! Ideally after tasting a virile buck, the second load goes in the ass though... only that way can the DNA and promiscuous legacy can be FULLY ABSORBED, like a cum-dumpster booty bump... the rush lasts for hours!

LOL, no! Maybe more POACHING issues! Or yes, the INTRUDER wanted to control and manipulate! Dude did develop INSTANT delusions of 'romantically' getting one-on-one with my man (send him messages and all that, the next few days) Wasn't well received by both of us! The guy had to be set straight. Basically harmless, an amateur, thinking he can find 'MISTER RIGHT' and 'happily-ever-after' on a barebacking site! Tried his luck at being a sneaky 'home-wrecker'. Not sporting! Not BBRT protocol! But 'cute' to a degree!

Yeah right... bring fucking flowers and talk about 'us EXCLUSIVELY and going steady and monogamy' and out the door you go! Happened to me, and happened to my man a few times. I don't mind a random trick from bbrt sticking his poz cock into my man and leaving his DNA trail behind... but don't sit there on the couch and kiss on him post coitus past the ten minute line... WTF like damn Lesbians. THREE different guys tried the old-fashioned 'snake-and-weasel routine', trying to woo my man and POACH him away. One, a promiscuous 'pozzer' and dirty-talker, acting teacher whatever wanted to take him away to Denver... yeah right, like you are even capable of 'fidelity' that you promised him. And my man is too smart. The other wanna-be-poacher was this young guy from bbrt, thought he could live 'happily-ever-after' after he seeded my man and then went into the Lesbian make-out scene with him... well cute, hot... but wait... your time is up! HOT? NOT!!! Although, if the punk calms down, he is welcome to seed my man again. The other was a total dork my man worked with, a guy with a much higher pay-grade; doting on my man and disrespecting me, never making an effort to even meet 'the husband' when opportunities were aplenty... well took a restraining order on that MF and getting him transferred (peacefully to San Diego) to stop that madness. I have two 'regulars' who like me enough to want to be BF. one said (last week) "Damn, if you didn't have a husband I'd be so into BEING WITH YOU!" Yeah whatever. Another, my fav, is super-promiscuous and would never promise nor be expected to be in a monogamous relationship with me... I rather just come around when he has his house full of random strangers and I get to pick one or two or all of them in some random sex... not that a one of them would be capable of genuine 'monogamy'... I know what I got, and I know what to stay clear of... I do love cheating jerks though (you have to in this world, make lemonade of human lemons) Playing with cocky jerks have become a new fetish, playing the players, conning the cons... another version of the 'thrill game'... first cum, first served... just lie about your status, wear sun-glasses while we have sex, call me a 'damn whore' as you nut and get out the door with not even a kiss lol. No number, no names, no drama!

Reading that got me all horny! "Boy what's wrong with you?" lol

I saw a picture of a bunch of nude guys on a beach and several (possibly) couples seem to have them on... by the way they sat on blankets... would be hot to imagine them as 'poly-amorous commitment rings' where they are 'together' but both have pledged to let and encourage their partners to be available to any sexual partner raw and promiscuously! The thought makes me tingle!

The best is NO TALK, just animal magnetism in a bar known for players & barebackers. I casual nod, him leading the way, me following! Both me and 'the stranger' going commando, for showing off and for easy access and expected promiscuous sex, and off in a dark corner, and raw penetration with full cream-pie... and back to the bar with no further contact.

My biggest thrill when first coming out in Hollywood - Sexy, older masculine dudes! At 21 I got carded hard, EVERY TIME, the validity of my driver's licence questioned or getting tongue-in-cheek complements of how REAL MY FAKE ID LOOKS. Well I was one of those smooth innocent-looking, wrongly accused of forging documents to get in with THE BIG BOYS. Some wondered how I got in and many would stay clear of me, assuming I was really underage and TROUBLE. My first big fetish were manly denim, cowboy guys like the ones I had seen in COLT Magazine when I was beating off, all sexually frustrated. I had an older 'slut-mentor' CHARLES, (from work) who treated me like his horny gay 'son' upon whom he wanted to dote by 'making fantasies come true'. "Okay, go out with me and show me the ropes! I WANT A BULL!" At the MOTHERLODE (a gay pick-up bar with a Western theme) I would spot these hunky guys dressed all butch in denims, boots, the 'RUGGED' look. Big crotches, big smiles, popular beefy fuckers that were out-of-my-league (mostly because of lacking self-esteem and me not being more aggressive) Charles would lead me INTO THE PACK of these alpha bros and after getting accepted (like a little brother) I would end up picking up one or the other... typically the one I had my heart set on... Would end up ME TOPPING the dude and him taking my fat teenager (looking) cock and letting me cum inside him... The rush of busting my nut into a seasoned bull with a big cock of his own was an incredible hi!

Simple and straight to the point wins MOST of the time... BUT The 'brutally honest', intelligent risk-taker thing appeals to me. A guy like that might be a little bit more creative and not just lay there like a sack of inert spawning substrate. I for one like to see a raging boner on my cumdumpster (when I'm in my topping phase), a lean, squirming fuck machine, guys who play with my pierced nipples, gets INTO IT or can ride a cock like devil thieves or the occasional 'agent of the underworld' who seduces me with his sexy ass-cunt and overall 'package' to follow him to the depths of Lucifer's lair or wherever it is that this hot, cock-grabbing man-pussy came from... When I top I'm very particular about HWP, lean bods, perky, SMOOTH asses, 'elongated fuck-slits' you see on porn champs and I get a raging boner just from thinking what long line of studs must have rutted that furrow with what sexy cocks! See, a versatile top may think differently than a top who doesn't like other tops. Yeah, and some of us may be man-cunt snobs who are fussy about what hole he wants to breed. Hey, there is more than enough FREE PUSSY at the all-you-can-fuck-buffet! It's a competitive world out there! FREE HOLE, FREE HOLE, FREOLE!!! And different TARGET AUDIENCES! LOL... a seductively-posed and smartly MARKETED 'product picture' (for the meat market) makes a plain-Jane hamburger look tasty enough to have human man-bear dogs drool like they hear the bell for food. The power of suggestion brings more boys to the yard! But much what I see given away for free on the apps by hungry bottoms looks like a plate full of fat spam... NOT HUNGRY any more! BUT Thanks though! What REALLY turns me on is guys proudly posing with their sexy ass-cunt teasing in the bottom of the shot but a smooth. lean package with a raging hard-on like in your avatar (#justsexnowatl)

Ah, HALLMARK MOMENTS! Let me share a long-winded story (my close followers will appreciate). Bear with me, as I thought this through... Ready? Ok here she goes... As a very young freshly-minted gay top I recall an episode with this even younger, lanky blonde, shaggy-haired cliche California boy. The event went down, awkwardly, I don't even know how, on the backseat of my stick-shift Mustang. On some weekend night, he wanted to 'let's go cruising Sunset Boulevard' (where the straight kids go or the closet homo-boys from 'the valley' sniff sexual freedom) and he proudly brought some weed to smoke, while we drove around Hollywood and took the various winding mountain passes to the valley side. We both still 'played it straight' to each other with us sharing 'fun' high-school anecdotes and him hinting at third-party butt-sex a lot. I was basically OUT but he was a bit closeted, still in denial about his obvious queer side (when sober) at least to his strict parents, but his voice gave him away (to me) as not being the 'butch-est' boy in Pasadena. Although when he pulled up to get into my car, hmm, in his stylish 240 Z, I guess he could have passed as a straight playboy... yeah right! One of his 'anecdotes' he shared that night allegedly involved a former class-mate becoming a 'gay bottom'. I later figured he was probably really reminiscing about himself. Something about his 'best friend in high-school not wanting to be with girls any more because of the humiliation he suffered by ways of a popular slut girl on prom-night'. She supposedly initiated them getting naked for car-sex up at a lover's lane spot on Mullholland Drive. When 'THE FRIEND' dropped his drawers for the customary coupling, 'Ms.High-school-Hussy' started to giggle uncontrollably and rudely at his still soft 'tiny meat' and said something like: "That won't do, sorry, let's just get dressed and get ice-cream though!" My lanky shot-gun rider lounged back seductively with his boy-man shoulder-length hair and with the seat all the way back and down at some point, inebriated lightly on some schnapps he had in a brown paper-bag. (Quick admission) Dudes with sexy long hair were my GAY GATEWAY drug when I came out in high-school. Dudes with pretty shaggy hair. hot-damn, but I never scored with one of those secret crushes! Looks hot when a cocky, long-haired guy let's his arm out of his best friend's ride, posing or pretending to be butch (for girls) with the window down. And looking over at something close to your secret crushes with the city-lights on that pretty boy look... made me recall those moments when I beat off to MTV-videos with sexy musicians or more likely to the poster of QUEEN on my bedroom. A FETISH, ok?! I have 'evolved' into more of a PIG since then. But back then, SO HOT and it did the trick! BONER!!!!!I didn't wait for a proper 'invite' when we got up to that ridge overlooking Hollywood (or was it the valley-side, who cares when you have a boner) I pulled out of busy traffic and hastily undid his pants. They came off with anxious cooperation... he looked at me like with direct eye-contact but didn't say a word. His crotch revealed a cute, but, well 'small' pecker. As a self-imagine TOP ONLY it didn't matter, made my dick look huge, lol. I wasn't a size queen and still don't think I am (liar) But I do like pretty lollipop dicks. I myself was going commando a lot even back then, having learned that from the 'butch crowd' at the 'MOTHERLODE' gay bar, where I already had picked up a few manly men before who gave away their anatomical stats and state of arousal when cruising each other... getting sired by a much younger guy I'm told is a big rush... Anyway, I was always ready for cock action! Nelly semi-fantasy boy, I didn't care. My pants were down and his ass was up, his legs spread as far as a 1980 Ford Mustang would allow. I used spit and sheer luck and determination and just forced my dick into him. I suppose I did it in the very same manner that every boner-teased, oversexed teenager would do it on opportunities like this. I recall by dick barely being able to get past his tight (and way too dry) boy-pussy cunt-lips. (I can use that vulgar term now, after being on BZ for a few years and having been 're-conditioned' to respond well to sleazy terminology! Thanks guys) I would say, I used brute force in what would have otherwise, in a hetero, non-consensual way been the style of a RAPE, all to just benefit the aggressor. But he was not an innocent, over-powered 'damsel-in-distress'. He knew he had cock coming and just bit his lips as the dry, barely spit-lubed knob of my circumcised cock pushed past his heavenly cumdumpster gates. I would guess I wasn't his first and I sure wasn't his last. He trance-liked the brutish assault as he just took my dick going in, no matter how deep or how selfish I banged him and his boy-cunt insides, rough and raw into the back-seat (?) Nailed like a bitch on prom-night! NOBODY used rubbers then despite the early warnings from the same authorities that once warned against 'REEFER MADNESS'... and nobody here got 'pregnant' YET!!!!! ... every time I see a movie with clumsy car-sex I'm reminded of me being the 'brute on top'. But my date was taking his penetration like a champ no whimpering, no resistance. No 'walk-of-shame' and post coitus crying! It went so fast and without me really wanting to look at his face 'directly', he seemed to want more... like a fucking relationship or whatever. But I got my nut, he got my load and we disengaged unceremoniously like opportunistic farm-animals once the SIRING is consummated. He was glowing though and seemed to be smitten with me. Too bad I never developed a taste for nelly boys and more aggressive car-sex after that... (Wait: I later turned over a new leaf, got my cherry popped good and raw by a brute in a his shag-carpeted van... but that would be a story for another day... if my followers want to hear it, let me know!)

I wonder if those of us who are UNDETECTABLE, even extremely so, if we took a simple HIV test, would it come up positive??? Enquiring minds want to know? Well fuck, I should google it or ask my specialist doctor...

I go into a total trance, once the RAW cock gets near my ass, And then see the big knob slip in my hole or just feel it when I'm getting bred like an animal... I love it when a big-dicked guy flexes his fat, girthy cock and talks about 'custom-stretching my (still) tight hole to better SUIT HIS NEEDS'... That pulsing rush of a dude coming in me, send me over the moon... and even after I hold on to his seed and smell myself where he had made contact with me.. hopefully musky and very fragrant... I still feel hot rushes going through me as my system absorbs the DNA...

Haven't tried the piss drink yet, although it was one of the proposals by one of my seasoned bros... he wanted me (while taking a leak behind a bar) piss in his mouth... freaked me out then... but I'm gonna do it myself... every time I suck a hunky guy and I taste a bit of salty on his shaft and piss-slit I feel a strange craving... it must be the ANTICIPATION!!!! Of absorbing another bucks vital essences... I have watched goats get up behind each other and drink piss... must be a primal thing and with a screen-name that includes SATYR (a goat-like horny demi-god) I better get up to speed...

Wow, I admire your mature, pragmatic attitude! I wished I had grown up around peers like you! But at least I have some now!

'Sleazy' is a fluid term like 'promiscuous', 'faggot' and 'sodomites'. Some of us have embraced them as terms of erotic endearment; just like we on BZ graduate up the ranks. Yesterday I was still a SLUT and today with the magic number 1,000 broken I seem to have earned the title 'WHORE'. A prude would get offended and clutch the purse but not on here... I however want to thank 'the academy, the members of the panels and the faithful fans for making it possible' lol Traditional, hypocritical and closet gays use all those terms to denigrate the more sexually-active and POPULAR members of our 'tribe'. 'Claiming the HIGHER MORAL GROUND' like perverted preachers! I grew up with it and them (bad role models) and frankly, the stone-throwers were all basically nasty people who had gotten bitter and judgmental for reasons only they themselves may know and are too embarrassed to share... The first time I 'innocently' let a sexual veteran (and military veteran too) breed me in the back of his van at the ZOO RESTAURANT in Hollywood as a busboy-teenager )off duty, the owner's queen 'wife' was running her mouth like a church-lady. And the jaded leather alpha wasn't much support either. Yet they were really 'SLEAZY' by any and all looking in from the outside... so that said: I will NEVER AGAIN let some fuck-shit tell me with a condescending voice that I'm a 'sleazy whore'... as a popular badge of honor among bros (on here) and in 'the field', I will want to see and hear an AWE in their voices when they use the terms! Or it's ass-kicking time!