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Thursday, January 28, 2010

HOLY 9.5 Inches

Just look at the pics.
That's all.

I'll tell you the story later.

Talk soon!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

On My Way...

Hiya folks!

It's been a while but I promise I've got some GREAT ones coming.

Lately I've been thinking so much about my ex. I had the absolute worst dream last night. I was with him and at some point he disappeared. When I finally saw him again he was bent over a counter being anally stimulated by someone. I was furious. Then I joined in.

I detest dreams like that.

Why on earth do I still want to get what I had back? It's so far away from me now. Feelings are difficult to let go of though.

Still on the prowl I suppose...and if I'm going to have experiences I might as well make a wishlist and do my best to fulfill it! ;)

Talk soon

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Hello 2010. Let's Be Friends

Please forgive me.

I know people start blogs and abandon them all the time. I'm not one of those people. I promise you.

If you're new here please read the post that started it all.

Unfortunately I've been ill. Something of a cold that won't let go of me. It's too bad because I want sex. I want sex all the time...that's not surprising but knowing that I'm unable to do it is annoying!

I'm amazed at the responses I'm getting from what has already become a large audience. More than 35 countries and counting...thousands of you are reading and I'm so appreciative. When I began I really had no clue I would enjoy this process so much. Don't get me wrong. I wish my relationship was still a reality but one must learn to let go. That's exactly what I've learned how to do.

I'll just give you the run down on my last new nights in 2009. One of the worst years of my life, but perhaps one of the most fortifying years as well.

2009 ended with three beautiful experiences with 3 exceptionally beautiful guys. No NOT all at the same time but hey...you know where to find me if you'd like to make that happen. ;)

The dates were:
December 26, 2009
December 27, 2009
December 31, 2009
We'll focus on the 26th for now

December 26, 2009

"Still looking? 23yo swm, looking to suck a nice cock tonight let me know"

First of all...his picture was deceptive. I wasn't expecting such a cute clean-cut preppy boy to have his nipples pierced. I didn't mind at all. While he was on his knees sucking my dick I noticed a rather large tattoo on his left shoulder/arm.

As I looked at him taking me into his mouth and throat I saw the devil in his eyes. He was not such a nice boy. He had a wicked desire to be used and thats exactly what I did to him. I used him. His face. His tongue. His lips. Lots of these guys want to be dominated. Are you one of them? Tell me why you like it. (Click that button at the top and call me. It's free.)

He gagged and moaned. It was pure lust. This wasn't going to last long. That I knew. I could tell. We weren't in a rush but he really wanted my cum. How did I know? Some things you just feel.

He hopped up on the bed and laid on his back...let his head hang over the side and I slid my dick as far as I could down his throat. He gagged and coughed a little. I cared only a little.



I pulled out and started stroking my dick over his face and for the first time I could see his dick. It was long...not too thick but nice. Then a glimmer.
Hmmm...is that metal in his dick?
It was. He was pierced there too. I couldn't help but smile. I'd never been face to dick with this before. It looked painful to me but he was jerking off pretty rapidly. He moaned softly. I came on his mouth then used the head of my dick to slide the cum over his tongue and into his mouth all while he came on his stomach and chest.

You know how it goes.
He got up.
I got him a warm wet washcloth and cleaned him up.
He left.


I'll certainly see him again. Am I wrong to think that there's more to his story? All of that hidden metal and ink...I want to know more. Soon I hope.


I do hope all of you have made reasonable resolutions for 2010. Do things you haven't done before, try taking a chance on someone who isn't your "type". You never know what could happen and be sure to give yourself the permission to fuck and fuck up every now and then. 

Don't beat yourself up about it. All of the hell you go through today will make you wiser and make your stories more interesting tomorrow :)

Want to know more? Call me.

Talk soon.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Coming, Coming, & Coming...

3 new boys in the last 5 days.

I promise you I'll write about them once this year has officially come to a close.

I do hope you all are doing well.


Saturday, December 26, 2009

Breakup Rule #24

Hope you all enjoyed Christmas day! Mine was pretty fantastic and quite eventful :)

Here's the rule:

If someone walks out on you...close the door and lock it behind them.

If they want back in they'll knock and let you know but don't chase after them. It's a supreme waste of time and energy and leads to nothing!

I'll be back to share one of my recent experiences ;)

Talk soon.

Friday, December 18, 2009

New Feature! Translate The Blog

Hiya folks,

Again, thanks for following along with me through this difficult, fun, and crazy time.

Since the blog is being read regularly in more than 30 countries I decided to add a page translation feature to the site.

To translate the page just select the language you'd like from the Google Translator on the right side of the page.

Happy Hunting!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Ass From The Past #2: When SHIT Happens!

I hope all of you are doing well!
BOY have I got a doozy for you lovely people!

Yes folks. That's right. I said shit and I'm not talking about the metaphorical kind.

I only tell this story because I know it'll make some of you laugh, and will be helpful for some of you.

It had never happened to me before. Not in all my years of having sex. (I'm only 25)

According to friends I have joined some sort of club. A club I never wanted to be part of.

It was November 11, 2009. 

He was 19. Latino. Seriously cute.

His message to me:
"im in __________. please fuck me, i havnt had cock in a long time"

I didn't see any problem with doing that.

Even though we both seemed excited to get together it took a number of tries before it happened. On the day we met it was raining and he was taking the bus over to my place. It seemed to take forever for him to arrive but I wasn't going anywhere. I was ready to play.

I met him at the bus stop and we walked the long walk back to my place. We talked about his class. The one was skipping to be with me. English. We also discussed his sexual experience. He didn't have much and what little he had experienced wasn't all that great. He told me he liked having sex with girls but they were a lot of trouble. That and he seriously liked having a dick in his ass.

His hoodie was wet from the rain so I put it in the dryer while he sat on the sofa. I offered him a drink. They always decline the drink. Maybe they think I'm going to put something in it? Thoughts?

I sat on the sofa, stood him up in front on me, unzipped his pants while he removed his shirt. I was surprised by the size of the dick on such a small guy. If you've been reading you already know that I'm not all that interested in dicks. I'm an ass guy but I can certainly appreciate a beautiful one.

Oh OH! I forgot I have a picture...

Here goes:

That's him. I enjoyed sucking his dick. Maybe a little too much if that's possible. I almost forgot what he wanted. "Rape my ass". His words.

Into the room and onto the bed we went..."FUCK ME HARD".

His beautiful ass was waiting for me and I honestly didn't want to stop staring at it. You know what I mean? When the ass is just so glorious you want to take a picture and frame it?

There I was on top of him. Fucking his brains out. He was moaning and grabbing at the pillows. The deeper I went the better it felt...the more he told me how much he loved it.

Believe me, I was having a great time and was glad that he too was enjoying himself. It was one of those days...Did I say that this was 11am? No, I don't think I did. Anyway...

It was one of those days when you just KNOW it's going to be a good LONG fuck. I was so into it, and I was prepared to make this memorable. For both of us. That definitely happened but not for the reasons I'd like it to have happened.

Thrust. Grind. Thrust. GRIND. THRUST.


Hmm...Yes...something happened. I didn't understand what was going on at first so I kept on doing what I was doing, but something wasn't right. Something smelled weird and it wasn't the trash can or dirty laundry.

I remember thinking that I was going to get some more lube but when this something happened it all of a sudden seemed unnecessary. I pulled out using my hand.

When I let go of my dick HE excused himself to the bathroom and I took notice of my hand. The room was dark but lit somewhat by the small amount of light piercing through the blinds. My hand. It seemed to be covered with something viscous. Something dark in color and the closer my hand was to my face the smellier things got.


 It hit me.



I had to think quickly because he was in the bathroom and I knew then that he knew what happened. I knew he was incredibly embarrassed. Hell, I was embarrassed for him! I cleaned myself up while he was in the bathroom and when I was done so was he. Our eyes me and I smiled. I asked him if he wanted to take a shower.

Needless to say we were DONE having sex.

When he was ready to leave I continued being the southern boy I am. Smile on my face, feeling really awful about it. I knew I was being rough. I hoped that I didn't do too much. Some first impression, huh?

I got his hoodie out of the dryer and helped him get it on. I asked if he wanted to me walk him to the bus stop but he assured me he could make it back alone. "It isn't hard. I'll make it back fine."

"Hey, call me if you get lost. I hope I can see you again sometime." Never thinking that was going to happen. Would I come back? Probably not. I'd run like hell.

My final thoughts about the situation:

Boys. Gentlemen. PLEASE understand that you must not only be showered and cleaned OFF when you plan on engaging in anal sex but you also much clean yourself OUT down there. Perhaps a high fiber diet would help? Lots of water never hurt either but there are devices and things available in drugs stores to perform at home enemas should you need one.

Don't be embarrassed by using them because it's a SHIT TON less embarrassing than the alternative. Lastly, don't eat a giant meal a few hours before your wild sex! Thanks.

The day wasn't a total wash! Wash. I crack myself up. :o)

Later on that night at 10:54pm a cute Indian guy came to pick me up. We went back to his place and fooled around for a few hours. But of course I'll save that for another time!

Has this ever happened to you? Call me and tell me about it.

If you'd like to read a bit more about why I'm doing this check out my first post: "Relationships Aren't Forever"

I want to take a quick second to thank all of you who have reached out to me and expressed their interested in the blog and this journey of mine. Feel free to message me or use that CALL button at the top of the page to give me a call for FREE. It's private and doesn't cost a thing thanks to Google. I don't sleep a whole bunch so if you feel like chatting or have questions just let me know!