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I had been visiting my fuckbuddies for a couple years, and Jim was the piggier of the two. 

He had been watching some German porn lately, and he wanted to show me his new discovery. We saw a hardcore fisting vid. With glassy drunk eyes, Jim turned to me and asked, "Do you think you could do that to me?" I was willing to try. He got on the bed, put his legs up, and told me what to do. I had no idea, and certainly wasn't prepared, so my fingernails were probably not in great shape for fisting.

Already you can see where this is leading.

I covered my hands and the right forearm in Crisco, and Jim just let me explore. He loved it. I was completely clueless for what to do, so I just did whatever. He wasn't much help after I got a rhythm going - forgot his safeword, and eventually passed out. I extracted my hand after realizing he'd passed out, and ... well, the result can be imagined. Let's just say we flagged red for a reason. 

Freaked out his partner when I went upstairs to show him and get cleaned. 

After that, Jim and I couldn't get enough fisting, and we started doing it more and more often. He had a great hole, and if he had lived longer, he probably would have prolapsed. 

There is a current commercial in the US that advertises a medicine for getting one to undetectable and keeping them there. I want to know why it always includes the notion that one can't get HIV through sex. There are other methods of transmission. Does the medicine not work for preventing transmission through needles or breast milk? Must it always be about sexual contact?

I've been known to go to the bathhouse and put a couple tally marks on my buttocks before I actually got any. Sometimes it helps to advertise, and gives one a little credibility. There's no one to prove otherwise, and some guys will feel a load in there when others will not. If I got caught, I can say that I squeezed it all out. 

This, of course, implies that someone saw it, took the invitation, and put his dong in there. And that doesn't happen as often as it should. When it does, he either doesn't deposit or he can't fuck. Once in a while, a poz porn star will breed me, and I'll have a little souvenir for later.

I am much the same, remembering dates of seemingly unimportant things, or events that were important to only me. 

As for your question, I can probably guess the date. Somewhere around Aug 10 2009. I met with my fuckbuddies Jim and Donnie for the first time at their country house. I topped Donnie pretty hard, and Jim made me swallow his monster cock. I had never been throat-raped like that, and that was the beginning of our great friendship. For the next three years, we would get together for sex as often as possible.

I don't think that's right. I am no doctor, nor did I stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. But based on my experience, if you got an infection in the butt (let's say gono), it's going to spread throughout the body. It may be localized in the butt, but your dick is likely to show symptoms as well. This bug likes warm and moist areas, and it's really not that far from the anus, so I think it's entirely possible to infect even if you don't use that particular region.

Do your own research on it through the CDC website, or ask a professional. I recognize BZ might be faster, but could also be wrong or ignored. 

On 7/23/2022 at 10:13 AM, alwaysready said:

there is a song from the musical 'oklahoma' that suggests they have  'gone about as far as the can go.' i think that is one of the problems with TIM. they used to put out vids that were at the edge, or over. but there are only so many edges you can exploit.

Exactly this. By being so successful with the formula that worked at the beginning, they painted themselves into a corner. There's simply nowhere else for them to go unless they start going to serious extremes that no logical or sane person would consider. I'm hesitant to name those, lest they be against the rules of BZ, or (worse) inspire someone to actually do it.

I am celebrating my birthday this weekend. The actual day is on a Monday, and that's not the greatest day for fun things. I can refer you to a number of Garfield comic strips that indicate this.

Earlier in the week, I hopped on Reegur. I had met a French pig at a fisting party last February, and he told me I could find him there if I wish to play again. Wasn't on for a day before I found him. We agreed to meet at Steamworks on Friday night. 

We got together and fisted, and it was awesome. Also pissed down the pig's throat. No loads were exchanged unless you count me licking up his precum. After he left, I went in search of some dick. Giving myself permission to have fun. Small crowd, but definitely guys. My first fuck was from a tall black guy with wire frame glasses. He bent me over a bench, and fucked. Said he bred, but it was rather quick if he did. I got into a sling. A white guy with a nice penor did me next. He said, "I don't think you're using this correctly." He was referring to my lying in the sling, and it was a fun way to get it started. Again, ended abruptly.

I prowled around. Found a pup in his room with his butt in the air. Stuck my dick in him. Already had 3-4 loads in him, or so he said. I could actually feel them. Interesting sensation. I bred him, and made it 4-5 loads now. "I put something special in there just for you," I said. He responded with a "woof", but that was it. To be honest, there was nothing special, but he didn't know that. What has BZ done to me. LOL

For the rest of the night, I felt fatigue setting in. Bar crowd came in around 3am. I entered another sling, and one guy rushed right up to me, and drilled hard. He was hairy. He took a break after a while, then came back for another. Don't think he finished. I later got followed by some kid who was a bathhouse virgin. Saw him take dick and piss himself. Tried to help him out - he was very awkward in this space - but I didn't need his desperation. 

Lots of guys wanted my dick, and the bald one who blew me kinda bit the skin. It hurt, and after that, no more blowies. I think there were three guys who swallowed my cawk. There was one I was after for a load, but we didn't get together. He was with a friend, and when I saw his dick, it was tiny. There's no way he would have got that in me.

Got into bed just before 5am. 

Happy birthday to me! May it please Sayten that nothing regrettable comes of last night other than a very tired body.

I'm not particular, as long as I'm getting it.

Here's a fun idea: let's make a bot watch 100 hours of quality gay porn, and then write a script based on what it watched. We'll either get a laughable abomination of gay porn, or the best film ever made.

Sure do. My blood rages, my plates itch, and even you are just NOISE. It's worse when there's a full moon. 

I think they are trying to do something different. And it's clearly not working, but they persist in it. 

When I make my videos, I try to emphasize that one can see things. Not just the penetration part (which can be hard for tops with bigger bellies), but that the performers don't suddenly get switched with existing assets just to make a hotter film. Someone tried that with me once, but where they fucked up is they didn't observe the bedspread changed mid-scene. When I called them on that, they removed the clip for sake of consistency. I think I know what my butthole looks like, too. 

During my top days, I had a number of average holes. Not too dry, not too wet, just somewhere between. But occasionally (especially during bathhouse adventures), I'd find one who had a few inside him already. And I didn't enjoy these. They were so loose and drippy and slick that my dick popped out every few thrusts. Frustrating. Problematic. At least it was warm. Except this one time when it was more like fucking an ice cube - his hole was cold! But I could sense there was something up there.

Don't care for a cold hole. But too dry is just as bad. If I'm first, he might not open up. He'll take it slowly; I get bored. And I feel the lack of activity in there. This is fine for a romantic partner who isn't collecting that day, but for a random, it's less about sharing a bond, and more about emptying the balls. I've found this kind of sex to be unfulfilling.

Damn, he used to chat me up on Twitter all the time. Then he just suddenly stopped. Now I know why. 

Shit... 

I started bottoming because I could never last very long as a top. Guys wanted it drawn out over a long period, and while some staying power is good, some nights one just wants to unload and find the next hole. Taking too long implies that you have trouble climaxing. Ending too soon says you have no control. Gotta find the middle ground, and for many guys, that's actually a common thing. Porn sets an unrealistic expectation: the scene plays for up to 30 minutes. That doesn't mean the sex lasts for 30 minutes! This is why it can take all day to film a 30 minute scene. The top has to stop, calm his boner, control his flood, and that's when the camera goes off. Rest, recuperate, and start again. And it repeats as much as necessary until a good film (or even a bad one) materializes.

And life just doesn't work that way! Our bodies don't work that way. We were meant to breed as quickly as possible. Another reason that some bottoms go full slut at the bathhouse for an all-nighter. Naturally short inseminations allows for a greater number of deposits. If it took an hour each time, would you really be impressed by a guy who got only four or five loads? Good on him, but it's not 20, and we've been taught to expect 20, perhaps for a couple generations.

Also, it's easier to be a bottom in such situations. Hats off to the men who can actually seed 20 bottoms in one night! That's asking a lot, and many men can do the trick only once. Blessed is he who has the gift of shooting multiple loads in such a short space. That's too rare, and too hard to maintain, and if you don't have the skill, you never will. So it's just easier to be a bottom, and open oneself to the possibilities that come with it. Also, one can grow and train as a bottom. Tops don't often have such flexibility.

Sure did. That's what we're supposed to do, right? <grin>

I was in Chicago for Pride, and popped into the bathhouse after I'd missed the last bus back to home. It was more to have four walls around me and not be wandering the city streets alone at night than anything else. I got my locker, and did a little prowling. Met a guy, we fucked in his room, but the lateness of the hour was starting to wear on me. So he let me have his room to rest while he went in search of other adventure. I drifted in and out of sleep on that thin mattress on cement, and the guy came back just before sunrise. He was ready to check out, which meant I had to go also. 

He took me to breakfast at the Golden Nugget, then down to the beach on Lake Michigan. Cold and windy. I was barely functional. He dropped me off at the train station. I declined to take his phone number, which was probably meaner than I meant it. We parted and that was that.

The sex was unmemorable. At least I got a free breakfast and parking out of it. 

21 hours ago, FFun2BB said:

@leatherpunk16 THANK YOU for not only giving us an amazing story - BUT also for completing the story with the Epilog .... 

it makes you @leatherpunk16 THE PERFECT author for this platform ... you know how to get us all worked up - all hard as rock BUT YOU FINISH the story and won't stop halfway through as so many here do ... BRAVO !!!! 

I am sure all the others agree with me and hope to read more from you - oink 🐷 oink 🐷 

KEEP WRITING!!!!! 

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Thank you. But I don't intend to keep writing. This was a one-time thing that had to be worked out of my system back then. And like any good showman, I leave them wanting more. 

17 hours ago, EricX said:

Thanks for this honest review. Between the pain and the dribbling I will probably never get a PA. Do you have any major tat work, and if so how would you compare the pain of getting the PA to that of a roughly 3-4 hour tattoo session?

They are very different. The tattooing is something one adjusts to, but some areas are more sensitive than others. My sleeve (which covers the entire arm, not just parts of it) varied in places. The forearm was fine. The elbow wasn't terrible, but thankfully short. The ditch (inside the elbow) was rough, but also short. The worst had to be holding the arm over the head for an hour or two while the artist did his job. All the blood drained out of my hand, and when I finally got to bring it back down, the pain was worse than anything I can describe. Took several minutes to get the piece of meat feeling normal again. Back side of the upper arm can be brutal. 

But with the piercings - it hurts for an instant, and then it's over. I said before that I screamed when the PA went in. Ten seconds after, I didn't feel it anymore. Same with the septum but with less screaming, just watery eyes and a big OW. Some people take it better than others.

Here's my suggestion: take a stress ball you can squeeze in your hand. When the pain starts to kick in, put all the stress into that ball. Squeeze it as hard as you can, and remember to breathe. Grind your teeth if that helps you counter the pain. By no means should one EVER thrash about in the chair while the professional does their thing. Also helps to have a distraction. My artist had "Game of Thrones" on. Sometimes it was that 1920s crime drama with Cillian Murphy. Makes the time pass a little faster so you come out saying, "Over already?", and leaves you amazed how much they got done. Piercings are much shorter in duration: make a hole, put the jewellery in, and clean up any mess, and often don't require a distraction.

I got mine done almost two years ago. Birthday present for myself. Despite the brown-yellow dye that went on it, I screamed when it was put in. Suffered for a couple days after. Peeing with it just causes more dribble than ever. I've been a dribbler since I was 10, but this required me to learn how to sit to piss like a chick. Kind of annoying to be at a urinal in public and step back to find that it looks like you pissed yourself. Hand dryers are sometimes helpful at hiding the evidence.

As for airport scanning, I've flown twice and never set off the alarm while the ring was in. That's not what security is looking for, even if some of us are packing dangerous weapons down there. LOL

This combo is lethal. My husband is dead because of this shit. He didn't know - and it wasn't until three years later I learned of his mixing the two. A boner pill plus Maximum Impact caused him to have a heart attack at a sex party. He survived that, but he was never the same after, and died two weeks later. 

To answer your question, I've been told it's 48 hours apart.

I am curious to know how well you did at the event. 

9 hours ago, negchaserlooking said:

Fuck, that was different

And familiar. I'm pretty sure I've read this before.

9 minutes ago, Bruce999 said:

In Brooklyn before Covid, there was a piss group that would meet Once a month. I wish they would open back up 

I was part of one in Chicago back in 2016. Great times. Last time I went to an event was in 2018, but it was a dry party that turned into a bareback orgy of grandpas. What happened to my skoooooool...? 

When I see unattractive performers making money, and I have to sit here and watch it. When _______ just doesn't seem that special or can't do more than look with pup-dog eyes at their top, I have to wonder how they keep getting work and I don't.

Yeah, the grapes are sour. 

4 hours ago, TotalTop said:

Maybe it is for the best you did not do porn with Michael Lucas? Is it true he tries to make performers do porn only with his company, and not other porn companies/producers/directors?

Yes, it is better that I did not. When I become successful in the business in the ways that I desire, I want him to approach me, completely forgetting who I am, and asking me to do a film. And I'll tell him quite publicly, "I'm sorry, I just don't buy you as a legitimate director", or something like that. 

Since I didn't work for him, I don't know the answer to your question. But what you describe sounds like he makes performers exclusive to his studio, and I don't think he would do that with someone he didn't like.

1 hour ago, TotalTop said:

What can you tell me about Michael Lucas? I googled his porn and it is not anything I would watch.

At the risk of going off-topic, not a whole lot. I met with him only twice on Skype when I was still very new to the industry. I talked to his assistant mostly. Michael was not a nice person. While he knows his business, he definitely did show himself to be a diplomatic person or a reasonable one. He expressed interest in working with me, and when we had our "interview" (I use the term ironically because it was super short and didn't tell me anything other than he wanted a punching bag that day in June), he said I have a cute face and a nice dick, but a shitty body. He proceeded to tell me how I should do fitness and diet, "just eat lots of protein like chicken and eggs", and I was already several steps ahead of him on this. After slimming down and getting my abs in September, I messaged him again, and his assistant said I need to follow the attached diet and workout plan. When I opened this email, it was just the results of a study that had nothing of diet in it and barely mentioned physical activity. Idiot couldn't send me the right things. I started bulking on my own. He didn't show up for our interview the following February, and I got no excuse or explanation. So I rescheduled it for March. He didn't show for that, either. I finally called him, and he wasn't expecting me. He said that I look much better, and then said "You have the wrong body for porn." 

Why the F did he waste my time like that? Nine months ago he could have said that. Then he proceeded to nitpick and very nearly took back his supportive words. Later I got my revenge on Twitter. He had gone to Germany and filmed something with this hulking dude I don't know. Michael posted a photo of the two of them, and said, "Gee, I look tiny next to this dude." Guess what my reply was.

"Maybe you have the wrong body for porn."

Michael didn't respond but the big guy in the photo thought it was funny. 

I will never support anything by Lucas Entertainment, no matter which of my friends or peers choose to work for him. The horror stories from other models are quite enough, but my personal experience indicates that I dodged a bullet with that one. No matter how bad things get, I won't allow myself to get back in that situation where he can say it again.