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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Babes on this blog
Thanks to Zebra for his comments on my Beachwear post. He finished by saying:
I did go through a phase of posting babes but I got a few e-mails from guys saying that wasn't what they wanted. I guess they were from guys who are gay rather than bi. As this is a bi blog (and I am bi) I think I just may go back to posting some babes from time to time. What's the feeling from you lot reading this?
Like this blog, it's one to return to, because you feel it's about a real guy. The only thing I could ask for more of on each is greater bikini-babe participation and comment...
I did go through a phase of posting babes but I got a few e-mails from guys saying that wasn't what they wanted. I guess they were from guys who are gay rather than bi. As this is a bi blog (and I am bi) I think I just may go back to posting some babes from time to time. What's the feeling from you lot reading this?
Titan Jockstraps
Over at Jockstrap Central they've just got a new line of jockstraps in from N2N called Titan Jockstraps and although everything that N2N makes is erotic, they have stepped it up a notch with these new jocks. The Nylon/Lycra fabric is more like swimsuit material, which means it's durable but it hugs your meat and two veg. But that's not all, the outer layer of the pouch snaps off to reveal a built in cock ring which lift your boys up and pushes them forward. Can you say mega bulge? The Titan's snap on pouch and built in cock ring design of this hot jockstrap lift you up and push you out - ensuring the best bulge possible. As they say "it's not really cheating, it's just a simple adjusting of what you got to maximize your assets. Besides, women have been doing it for ages! Of course this jockstrap is not only functional and stylish but it's super comfortable with it's nylon/lycra fabric that's soft, smooth with just the right amount of hug."
These new jockstrap come in three flavors - metallic green, black and Camouflage and below you can see Peter and Danny demonstrating just how they work. I understand that Danny and Peter had a great time modeling these new jocks and you can clearly see the effect of the built in cock ring in the profile shots.
What do you want to do with me?
Last month I asked you what you'd like to do with me (see here). Thnaks to all of the 287 people who voted. 30% of you said you'd like to do everything possible and now I'd like you to be more specific. So what exactly do you guys want to do to me?
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Cumming
Has anyone here ever cum in their speedos or undies when masturbating?
(A) Yes
(B) No
If yes, was it
(A) A deliberate choice
(B) Accidental - couldnt get cock out in time
If (A) does anyone regularly do it for pleasure?
In my case it's nearly always been unplanned.
(A) Yes
(B) No
If yes, was it
(A) A deliberate choice
(B) Accidental - couldnt get cock out in time
If (A) does anyone regularly do it for pleasure?
In my case it's nearly always been unplanned.
Beachwear
What is it with guys who wear shorts on the beach and who end up looking like they are wearing a nappy?
Wouldn't he be better in a pair of speedos?
Or even naked?
Wouldn't he be better in a pair of speedos?
Or even naked?
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Cock tattoo
A couple of months ago I got an e-mail from David who reads my blog. He wanted to share his experiences of having his cock tattooed. Last weeekend he e-mailed me to let me know that it was all done. Here is his story after which you can see the result.
It started on a bet with my spouse of 25 years. I have a PA and he a frenum. I have wanted him to get the PA for many months, but he was not budging. One night as we played around, I brought up how hot his fat cock would look with a PA and almost without thinking, he blurted out, when you get your cock tattooed, I will get a PA, to which I immediately responded, "deal"
I had actually been thinking about getting a tat for some time and the idea of a cock tat was appealing. I did my research and found I would not be the first or last, that the cock skin tats just fine and the pain was on par with any other tat on soft tissue (ie not that bad). I knew that I wanted a tribal tattoo and looked through reams of flash for inspiration. I finally came up with a design I liked that was a combination of several elements I had found along with some free hand additions.
After some searching, I found a tattoo studio, with a great reputation, known for its extreme tattoos and had been in business in the same location, with the same owner for over 10 years. Unfortunately it was on the extreme other side of the city (80miles away), but I was on a mission. I made contact and they assured me that they had no problems with doing a cock tat. The artist (she) told me that it would take several sessions depending on how I handled the sensations as well as how fast I healed. An appointment was made.
On the appointed day, my spouse (moral support) and I arrived at the tattoo studio. After all the paperwork and a considerable sum of cash changed hands, we discuss my design and how to approach it. We decided to limit the first session to just the portion of the design concentrated in the pube area. There was a small portion of the tattoo that extended onto the cock which would give us an idea of how I handled the pain, how my cock took the ink, and how it healed afterwards. She was meticulous in laying out the stencil and as she began the tattoo I was surprised at how little actual pain I experienced (this was my first remember). Now, I will admit there were moments during the next 5 hours where it just plain hurt, but those were fleeting. You might wonder why it took her 5 hours and all I can say is that she kept telling me that she was going slow and gentle so as not to bruise me
Two days later, I returned for the cock portion of the tattoo. The tat stencil looked huge, but I knew it was a perfect fit once it wrapped around my erect cock. After my spouse and I made short order out of getting me up, the artist got the stencil on my erect cock. I asked if I was going to need to remain erect as she tattooed. She assured me that since we had placed the stencil while I was erect, she could stretch the skin as needed, so not to worry. As before, she began with the outline starting where the pube portion was to meet the cock tattoo. With only the tattoo session from two day previous as a benchmark, I was apprehensive as to how the tattoo needle would feel against my cock. The sensations as she did the outline on the lower side of my cock were tolerable and maybe a bit less intense than the pube area. Initially I was totally flaccid as there was nothing sexual about what I was having done. But as she started moving further down the shaft with the outline the sensations turned erotic and my cock responded accordingly. I remember her stating, "nice!, that will make this a lot easier". From that point on, I had no problem maintaining a solid boner.
At some point during the session, one of the str8 guys that worked at the studio came into the private room to check on the tat progress and commented, "god, how is he staying hard while being tattooed?" She finished the outline and did an initial fill-in on one side of the design before we called it a night. We had been working on my cock for over 5 hours, so it had been another long session.
Session 3 occurred about 10 days later. After about 3 hours she had completed the cock portion left from the previous session as well as touching up quite a bit of the work previously done. Maybe my brain remembered the great sensations from the previous session, as I got hard almost as soon as I stripped and kept the erection for the entire session. The tattoo was more or less done, but there would be touchup needed after the tattoo healed completely.
Session 4 was three weeks later. In the intervening time, the artist had acquired some new tattoo equipment. The new equipment was pneumatic powered (ie air) rather than electromagnetic. The machine is much smaller, lighter and unlike the electromagnetic machines, gives a precise, consistent penetration with each stroke regardless of how long the needle has been working in a given area. She told me that their limited experience with the new equipment already had proven that the it gave a much more consistent fill as well as a deeper color. As there was variation in the coloration density on my cock from the previous sessions, it was decided to do a
complete re-fill using the new equipment. It took her a bit to get everything adjusted to her liking, but once she had it, the re-fill as well as sharpening up the numerous narrow tips of the design proceeded very smoothly and pretty much pain free..UNTIL the very end. There was a portion of the design where the cock and pube tattoo met that she had been avoiding, so she called in her husband (owner of the studio and a 20+ yr veteran tattoo artist) for assistance. It was just a small area and I did not anticipate what was about to happen. His touch was anything but gentle as he stretched the skin super tight and when he started in tattooing, I thought I was going to puke due to the pain intensity. I am sure that what he did lasted less than a minute, but toward the end, I was about to deck the guy, literally, if he did not stop (I was VERY vocal that he STOP). DAMN the pain had been off the charts. I don't know what I would have done if it had been further down the cock.
Like all the previous sessions, the healing process was fast and painless. I do credit the excellent healing with the emu/aloe ointment that I applied several times a day during the healing and I am happy to say that the coloration is deep, solid and perfect.
BTW, I am sure that some want to know how long I waited to have sex. My artist told me to use my own judgment. After each session, I did wait a couple of days before letting my hand have its way with my cock and then a few more days before moving back to oral and penetrative sex. I did wear a condom for the first few rounds of penetrative sex just as a precautionary measure. I have say that the look of my cock as it gets sucked or disappears into my spouse is incredible. Now he has to live up to his end of the "deal"
Thanks David for sharing this with us - it looks great.
It started on a bet with my spouse of 25 years. I have a PA and he a frenum. I have wanted him to get the PA for many months, but he was not budging. One night as we played around, I brought up how hot his fat cock would look with a PA and almost without thinking, he blurted out, when you get your cock tattooed, I will get a PA, to which I immediately responded, "deal"
I had actually been thinking about getting a tat for some time and the idea of a cock tat was appealing. I did my research and found I would not be the first or last, that the cock skin tats just fine and the pain was on par with any other tat on soft tissue (ie not that bad). I knew that I wanted a tribal tattoo and looked through reams of flash for inspiration. I finally came up with a design I liked that was a combination of several elements I had found along with some free hand additions.
After some searching, I found a tattoo studio, with a great reputation, known for its extreme tattoos and had been in business in the same location, with the same owner for over 10 years. Unfortunately it was on the extreme other side of the city (80miles away), but I was on a mission. I made contact and they assured me that they had no problems with doing a cock tat. The artist (she) told me that it would take several sessions depending on how I handled the sensations as well as how fast I healed. An appointment was made.
On the appointed day, my spouse (moral support) and I arrived at the tattoo studio. After all the paperwork and a considerable sum of cash changed hands, we discuss my design and how to approach it. We decided to limit the first session to just the portion of the design concentrated in the pube area. There was a small portion of the tattoo that extended onto the cock which would give us an idea of how I handled the pain, how my cock took the ink, and how it healed afterwards. She was meticulous in laying out the stencil and as she began the tattoo I was surprised at how little actual pain I experienced (this was my first remember). Now, I will admit there were moments during the next 5 hours where it just plain hurt, but those were fleeting. You might wonder why it took her 5 hours and all I can say is that she kept telling me that she was going slow and gentle so as not to bruise me
Two days later, I returned for the cock portion of the tattoo. The tat stencil looked huge, but I knew it was a perfect fit once it wrapped around my erect cock. After my spouse and I made short order out of getting me up, the artist got the stencil on my erect cock. I asked if I was going to need to remain erect as she tattooed. She assured me that since we had placed the stencil while I was erect, she could stretch the skin as needed, so not to worry. As before, she began with the outline starting where the pube portion was to meet the cock tattoo. With only the tattoo session from two day previous as a benchmark, I was apprehensive as to how the tattoo needle would feel against my cock. The sensations as she did the outline on the lower side of my cock were tolerable and maybe a bit less intense than the pube area. Initially I was totally flaccid as there was nothing sexual about what I was having done. But as she started moving further down the shaft with the outline the sensations turned erotic and my cock responded accordingly. I remember her stating, "nice!, that will make this a lot easier". From that point on, I had no problem maintaining a solid boner.
At some point during the session, one of the str8 guys that worked at the studio came into the private room to check on the tat progress and commented, "god, how is he staying hard while being tattooed?" She finished the outline and did an initial fill-in on one side of the design before we called it a night. We had been working on my cock for over 5 hours, so it had been another long session.
Session 3 occurred about 10 days later. After about 3 hours she had completed the cock portion left from the previous session as well as touching up quite a bit of the work previously done. Maybe my brain remembered the great sensations from the previous session, as I got hard almost as soon as I stripped and kept the erection for the entire session. The tattoo was more or less done, but there would be touchup needed after the tattoo healed completely.
Session 4 was three weeks later. In the intervening time, the artist had acquired some new tattoo equipment. The new equipment was pneumatic powered (ie air) rather than electromagnetic. The machine is much smaller, lighter and unlike the electromagnetic machines, gives a precise, consistent penetration with each stroke regardless of how long the needle has been working in a given area. She told me that their limited experience with the new equipment already had proven that the it gave a much more consistent fill as well as a deeper color. As there was variation in the coloration density on my cock from the previous sessions, it was decided to do a
complete re-fill using the new equipment. It took her a bit to get everything adjusted to her liking, but once she had it, the re-fill as well as sharpening up the numerous narrow tips of the design proceeded very smoothly and pretty much pain free..UNTIL the very end. There was a portion of the design where the cock and pube tattoo met that she had been avoiding, so she called in her husband (owner of the studio and a 20+ yr veteran tattoo artist) for assistance. It was just a small area and I did not anticipate what was about to happen. His touch was anything but gentle as he stretched the skin super tight and when he started in tattooing, I thought I was going to puke due to the pain intensity. I am sure that what he did lasted less than a minute, but toward the end, I was about to deck the guy, literally, if he did not stop (I was VERY vocal that he STOP). DAMN the pain had been off the charts. I don't know what I would have done if it had been further down the cock.
Like all the previous sessions, the healing process was fast and painless. I do credit the excellent healing with the emu/aloe ointment that I applied several times a day during the healing and I am happy to say that the coloration is deep, solid and perfect.
BTW, I am sure that some want to know how long I waited to have sex. My artist told me to use my own judgment. After each session, I did wait a couple of days before letting my hand have its way with my cock and then a few more days before moving back to oral and penetrative sex. I did wear a condom for the first few rounds of penetrative sex just as a precautionary measure. I have say that the look of my cock as it gets sucked or disappears into my spouse is incredible. Now he has to live up to his end of the "deal"
Thanks David for sharing this with us - it looks great.
College Sex
DAY ONE
10:30 a.m. Roll over in bed with a wicked hangover. Wait until I hear my roommate get in the shower before I start to whack off. Damn. Judging from the load, I need to get laid immediately.
5:00 p.m. Still have a few finals to get through, decide to head to happy hour with my buddies. Mission: get laid immediately.
5:35 p.m. Bar is filled with yappy Kappa girls. The chatter gives me mild headache but I decide to stay because most of them have enormous breasts. Push my way to the bar. The chick next to me is rambling about the new car her dad is buying her. Fantasize about sex with her with my hand over her mouth.
6:00 p.m. Girl I had a one-time fling with walks in. She looks extremely hot and completely ignores me. Decide she’s playing hard to get, make a mental note to hit on her friend.
9:30 p.m. Have no idea how much I’ve had to drink but am vaguely aware I’m leaving the bar with a mildly attractive female. Is she chubby or am I seeing double?
9:40 p.m. Realize I might score with mildly attractive chubby chick. Struggle to control my hard-on.
10:41 p.m. Sloppy tongue kissing and groping back at her room. Where the hell am I? Jesus, this chick has ridiculously large breasts. Push at her head, pray wildly she’ll give me a blow job.
10: 45 p.m. Soft sound of her hitting her knees. Score!
10:46 p.m. She swallows. DOUBLE SCORE!
10:47 p.m. In the dim light realize the girl is not mildly attractive and only chubby. Get the hell out of there.
DAY TWO
11:00 a.m. Smugly announce to pals I got action last night.
11:01 a.m. Mortification when my bud informs me the chick I scored with is a TA in the math department.
1:13 p.m. Studying while thinking about sex with TA. Might not be so bad!
9:00 p.m. Drinking again when I should be writing a lit paper. Consider taking a shower as an excuse to masturbate.
11:00 p.m. Decide not to hit the bars due to my chem final the next morning. Wait for roommate to leave before put on Asian porn.
1:06 a.m. Pass out after jerking off twice to Asian school girl video. Still have not written paper.
DAY THREE
10:30 a.m. Most likely have failed aforementioned final. Decide getting laid will make me feel better.
1:45 p.m. Girl at the gym is totally eye-f*cking me as she runs on the treadmill. Her jugs bounce Baywatch-style with each step. Hot. Hope she is impressed by my gleaming muscles.
1:56 p.m. Linger by the water fountain to see if treadmill girl will talk to me. I like the way the sweat runs down her cleavage. Fantasize about railing her on the gym mats. What can I say? I'm a former high school wrestling star. Gym mats turn me on.
9:00 p.m. Another night in, this time I refrain from drinking. Masturbate twice at my computer to cheesy cheerleader locker room porn.
11 p.m. Congratulate myself for actually studying several pages of foreign affairs text. Remind myself to delete cheerleader porn. I’ll never hear the end of it if my buddy finds out I jerk off to something so lame.
DAY FOUR
12:30 p.m. Lunch with ex-girlfriend from freshman year. I’m only still friends with her because I’m hoping for more break-up sex and/or to score with her roommate. She’s in SDT which always makes me think of STDs. Gross. Wonder if she got crabs from that douchebag in Pike she cheated on me with.
12:31 p.m. Wonder if she ever found out I banged her sorority sister in the bathroom during their formal.
2:30 p.m. Head over to my frat house to catch up with the boys. Begin drinking heavily.
10:00 p.m. Puke. Nachos after the 7th beer was a bad idea.
10:03 p.m. Continue drinking.
10:10 p.m. Text message girl from my chem. class to see if she’s out. Get hard when she responds she’s getting ready for a DG theme party. Rally the boys to buy beer for after hours. Sniff armpit and consider showering. Decide not to. Sex is always better when I’m a little dirty.
1 a.m. Thoroughly wasted when chem. girl arrives. She’s obviously not wearing a bra. Take her to another part of the house to “talk.”
1: 13 a.m. Decide talking is overrated. Throw myself on her, shove a hand up her thigh. When she spreads her legs I know I’ve got a green light to tear in. Thank god I strategically hid condoms in this room.
DAY FIVE
1:00 p.m. Check cell to see a late night text from an unknown number. Fear it might be from the math TA, don’t respond.
1:01 p.m. Reconsider the snub. Was she really that fugly? Continuously replay blow job scenario. So what’s if she’s a little big? Big girls like to swallow.
3:01 p.m. Look for treadmill girl at gym but all I see are crazy Alpha Phi anorexics going nuts on the elliptical machines. It’s such a turn off how those girls don’t eat.
9:00 p.m. Head to frat to get high while watching Family Guy reruns. Find out a younger brother had anal sex with a Kappa girl in the stairwell of the dorms. Curse myself silently for not being so lucky.
10:45 p.m. Drunkenly text unknown number from the previous night. No response. What a slut. Ignore text from chem. girl. Always leave ‘em wanting more!
1 a.m. Pass out with my hand on my dick.
DAY SIX
11:20 a.m. Annoying phone call from my mother demanding to know my grades and when I’m coming home. Tune out her rant about finding a summer job and fantasize about railing my high school ex.
12 p.m. Text high school ex to see when she’ll be back in town. Decide coming home for the summer might not be such a bad thing.
12:15 p.m. Hop in shower, masturbate to the idea of anal sex with her... or any other female.
2:30 p.m. Check Facebook and get hard when I see the pics of DG’s theme party. Spend 30 minutes downloading cheerleader porn. Masturbate.
4 p.m. Spy treadmill girl at the gym, casually bump into her as we’re leaving. Turns out she just broke up with some a-hole in Pike. What is it with those losers? Silently rejoice when she tells me she’s not in a house. Sorority chicks are totally overrated and I can’t deal with all the drama that comes with dating them. Briefly discuss the bar scene with her, invite her to drink at my frat later that night.
5:05 p.m. Look up treadmill girl on Facebook and study her recent photos. Hot. Her friends are hot too. Get hard thinking about sex with her.
10:09 p.m. Bars are a mob scene. Throw back several Jager shots, head to frat to smoke.
1:07 a.m. About to text message the chick from chem when I see treadmill girl. Offer her a beer, take her to strategic condom room. Seriously aggressive kissing ensues. She has a great body but freakishly strong arms. Hmmmmm.
1:15 a.m. Interrupted by dumbass frat brother who should know better than to open the door. Can’t convince treadmill girl to come back to my apartment despite wild pleading. Vow to beat the sh*t out of frat bro next time we play basketball.
DAY SEVEN
1:00 p.m. Wake up hung over and alone. Momentarily feel like a pathetic loser. Masturbate to overcome the feeling.
2:30 p.m. Grabbing lunch with friends when my highschool hottie text messages to say she’s excited to see me when she gets home next week. Score.
6:00 p.m. Last final of the semester. Notice the girl next to me has very nice, hard nipples. Thank god for excessive air conditioning.
6:03 p.m. Struggle to focus on something other than the girl’s nipples. They’re still hard.
9:00 p.m. Get high and chug celebratory beers at my frat. Booty text every female in my cell while simultaneously making mix drinks. Determined to get Michigan a$s before I leave for home.
11:00 p.m. Treadmill girl texts. She’s having a “girls night in.” WTF? Text chem. girl furiously. She better be around or I am going to lose my sh!t.
11:55 p.m. Chem girl asks if I want to come over to watch a movie. High-five buddies before hauling a$s to her place. I am totally getting laid.
12:50 a.m. Arrive to find chem. girl has consumed multiple bottles of wine with her roommate. She clumsily climbs on top of me and pulls at my belt. I’m hard like a 14-year-old who just found his father’s stash of Playboys. I rip at her shirt and flip her over so I can be on top.
12:58 p.m. Pound.
1:01 a.m. Wondering if I should be embarrassed that I came so quickly when I hear chem girl snore. Nope, no embarrassment needed. I am a satisfied man. Fall asleep next to her dreaming of highschool hottie. It's going to be a good summer.
Totals:
7 acts of masturbation, 1 blow job, 2 cheerleader-gym mat fantasies, 1 episode of vomiting, 6+ booty call texts, 2acts of sexual intercourse.
10:30 a.m. Roll over in bed with a wicked hangover. Wait until I hear my roommate get in the shower before I start to whack off. Damn. Judging from the load, I need to get laid immediately.
5:00 p.m. Still have a few finals to get through, decide to head to happy hour with my buddies. Mission: get laid immediately.
5:35 p.m. Bar is filled with yappy Kappa girls. The chatter gives me mild headache but I decide to stay because most of them have enormous breasts. Push my way to the bar. The chick next to me is rambling about the new car her dad is buying her. Fantasize about sex with her with my hand over her mouth.
6:00 p.m. Girl I had a one-time fling with walks in. She looks extremely hot and completely ignores me. Decide she’s playing hard to get, make a mental note to hit on her friend.
9:30 p.m. Have no idea how much I’ve had to drink but am vaguely aware I’m leaving the bar with a mildly attractive female. Is she chubby or am I seeing double?
9:40 p.m. Realize I might score with mildly attractive chubby chick. Struggle to control my hard-on.
10:41 p.m. Sloppy tongue kissing and groping back at her room. Where the hell am I? Jesus, this chick has ridiculously large breasts. Push at her head, pray wildly she’ll give me a blow job.
10: 45 p.m. Soft sound of her hitting her knees. Score!
10:46 p.m. She swallows. DOUBLE SCORE!
10:47 p.m. In the dim light realize the girl is not mildly attractive and only chubby. Get the hell out of there.
DAY TWO
11:00 a.m. Smugly announce to pals I got action last night.
11:01 a.m. Mortification when my bud informs me the chick I scored with is a TA in the math department.
1:13 p.m. Studying while thinking about sex with TA. Might not be so bad!
9:00 p.m. Drinking again when I should be writing a lit paper. Consider taking a shower as an excuse to masturbate.
11:00 p.m. Decide not to hit the bars due to my chem final the next morning. Wait for roommate to leave before put on Asian porn.
1:06 a.m. Pass out after jerking off twice to Asian school girl video. Still have not written paper.
DAY THREE
10:30 a.m. Most likely have failed aforementioned final. Decide getting laid will make me feel better.
1:45 p.m. Girl at the gym is totally eye-f*cking me as she runs on the treadmill. Her jugs bounce Baywatch-style with each step. Hot. Hope she is impressed by my gleaming muscles.
1:56 p.m. Linger by the water fountain to see if treadmill girl will talk to me. I like the way the sweat runs down her cleavage. Fantasize about railing her on the gym mats. What can I say? I'm a former high school wrestling star. Gym mats turn me on.
9:00 p.m. Another night in, this time I refrain from drinking. Masturbate twice at my computer to cheesy cheerleader locker room porn.
11 p.m. Congratulate myself for actually studying several pages of foreign affairs text. Remind myself to delete cheerleader porn. I’ll never hear the end of it if my buddy finds out I jerk off to something so lame.
DAY FOUR
12:30 p.m. Lunch with ex-girlfriend from freshman year. I’m only still friends with her because I’m hoping for more break-up sex and/or to score with her roommate. She’s in SDT which always makes me think of STDs. Gross. Wonder if she got crabs from that douchebag in Pike she cheated on me with.
12:31 p.m. Wonder if she ever found out I banged her sorority sister in the bathroom during their formal.
2:30 p.m. Head over to my frat house to catch up with the boys. Begin drinking heavily.
10:00 p.m. Puke. Nachos after the 7th beer was a bad idea.
10:03 p.m. Continue drinking.
10:10 p.m. Text message girl from my chem. class to see if she’s out. Get hard when she responds she’s getting ready for a DG theme party. Rally the boys to buy beer for after hours. Sniff armpit and consider showering. Decide not to. Sex is always better when I’m a little dirty.
1 a.m. Thoroughly wasted when chem. girl arrives. She’s obviously not wearing a bra. Take her to another part of the house to “talk.”
1: 13 a.m. Decide talking is overrated. Throw myself on her, shove a hand up her thigh. When she spreads her legs I know I’ve got a green light to tear in. Thank god I strategically hid condoms in this room.
DAY FIVE
1:00 p.m. Check cell to see a late night text from an unknown number. Fear it might be from the math TA, don’t respond.
1:01 p.m. Reconsider the snub. Was she really that fugly? Continuously replay blow job scenario. So what’s if she’s a little big? Big girls like to swallow.
3:01 p.m. Look for treadmill girl at gym but all I see are crazy Alpha Phi anorexics going nuts on the elliptical machines. It’s such a turn off how those girls don’t eat.
9:00 p.m. Head to frat to get high while watching Family Guy reruns. Find out a younger brother had anal sex with a Kappa girl in the stairwell of the dorms. Curse myself silently for not being so lucky.
10:45 p.m. Drunkenly text unknown number from the previous night. No response. What a slut. Ignore text from chem. girl. Always leave ‘em wanting more!
1 a.m. Pass out with my hand on my dick.
DAY SIX
11:20 a.m. Annoying phone call from my mother demanding to know my grades and when I’m coming home. Tune out her rant about finding a summer job and fantasize about railing my high school ex.
12 p.m. Text high school ex to see when she’ll be back in town. Decide coming home for the summer might not be such a bad thing.
12:15 p.m. Hop in shower, masturbate to the idea of anal sex with her... or any other female.
2:30 p.m. Check Facebook and get hard when I see the pics of DG’s theme party. Spend 30 minutes downloading cheerleader porn. Masturbate.
4 p.m. Spy treadmill girl at the gym, casually bump into her as we’re leaving. Turns out she just broke up with some a-hole in Pike. What is it with those losers? Silently rejoice when she tells me she’s not in a house. Sorority chicks are totally overrated and I can’t deal with all the drama that comes with dating them. Briefly discuss the bar scene with her, invite her to drink at my frat later that night.
5:05 p.m. Look up treadmill girl on Facebook and study her recent photos. Hot. Her friends are hot too. Get hard thinking about sex with her.
10:09 p.m. Bars are a mob scene. Throw back several Jager shots, head to frat to smoke.
1:07 a.m. About to text message the chick from chem when I see treadmill girl. Offer her a beer, take her to strategic condom room. Seriously aggressive kissing ensues. She has a great body but freakishly strong arms. Hmmmmm.
1:15 a.m. Interrupted by dumbass frat brother who should know better than to open the door. Can’t convince treadmill girl to come back to my apartment despite wild pleading. Vow to beat the sh*t out of frat bro next time we play basketball.
DAY SEVEN
1:00 p.m. Wake up hung over and alone. Momentarily feel like a pathetic loser. Masturbate to overcome the feeling.
2:30 p.m. Grabbing lunch with friends when my highschool hottie text messages to say she’s excited to see me when she gets home next week. Score.
6:00 p.m. Last final of the semester. Notice the girl next to me has very nice, hard nipples. Thank god for excessive air conditioning.
6:03 p.m. Struggle to focus on something other than the girl’s nipples. They’re still hard.
9:00 p.m. Get high and chug celebratory beers at my frat. Booty text every female in my cell while simultaneously making mix drinks. Determined to get Michigan a$s before I leave for home.
11:00 p.m. Treadmill girl texts. She’s having a “girls night in.” WTF? Text chem. girl furiously. She better be around or I am going to lose my sh!t.
11:55 p.m. Chem girl asks if I want to come over to watch a movie. High-five buddies before hauling a$s to her place. I am totally getting laid.
12:50 a.m. Arrive to find chem. girl has consumed multiple bottles of wine with her roommate. She clumsily climbs on top of me and pulls at my belt. I’m hard like a 14-year-old who just found his father’s stash of Playboys. I rip at her shirt and flip her over so I can be on top.
12:58 p.m. Pound.
1:01 a.m. Wondering if I should be embarrassed that I came so quickly when I hear chem girl snore. Nope, no embarrassment needed. I am a satisfied man. Fall asleep next to her dreaming of highschool hottie. It's going to be a good summer.
Totals:
7 acts of masturbation, 1 blow job, 2 cheerleader-gym mat fantasies, 1 episode of vomiting, 6+ booty call texts, 2acts of sexual intercourse.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Thai Bathtub
Having shared a bath or two with thai guys in th epast, I love this vid especially where he plays with his tongue inside the guy's foreskin.
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
Update
Hey guys. I've been kinda busy with work this week and it looks like its gonna be busy next week too. So I haven't had chance to post much - sorry. I can promise you something exciting soon though - one of my readers has sent me details (and a photo) of his recent experience of having a tattoo on his cock. It looks fantastic and I'll be posting it soon.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Last night in the showers
It was fairly late last night when I finsihed my gym workout and I was the only one in the changing room. Just as I was headed to the showers two very hot 18 something guys came in. Knowing how shy guys that age are, I didn't think much about it except thinking how cute they both were. A few minutes later they joined me in the shower and took showers right across from me. But both of them stayed facing the shower. Nice asses, but I had no idea what they were packing. Then to my surprise, the one right across from me turns around and faces me with a rock hard cock showing. He just smiled at me and started to stroke it. I started to get hard as he was so hot and it was so unexpected. His friend that was showering next to him peeked around the divider and saw his mate stroking his hard dick and immediately started stroking as well. We all were just watching each other, no one saying a word. One of them started to cum and all the sudden we were all shooting our loads across from each other. I love those unexpected surprises.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Fun in the jacuzzi
There were 8 of us crammed into the jacuzzi built for only 4 , maybe six. But we didn't really care. After the beer we had drunk, the feeling of hips and legs against each other didn't bother us. Simon pulled off his shorts under water and made a big deal twirling them in the air before tossing them beyond reach. The rest of us joined in afterwards making a similar big deal. I slipped mine off too after being kidded about being shy. My shorts lay on the edge behind me within reach. The image of the 8 friends standing naked as they left the jacuzzi concerned me.
More beer soon removed those thoughts as jokes, arguments about teachers, sarcasm and jokes about still living at home consumed us. Our bare hips rubbed against each other as we shifted, ducked under the water and the time passed.
I didn't jump when I felt the toes but I looked around to see how it was. I couldn't jump up else everyone would not only see me naked but see my penis had become a hard cock. The toes flipped, nuzzled and toyed with my balls testicles and penis. It felt good but I couldn't reveal it. They couldn't belong to Mark or Adrian on either side of me or I'd feel their legs too. It must be someone further away. Of course with 16 knees so close to each other the playful toes could belong to Ed, Tim or even Simon. I looked at each one. They were laughing, occasionally closing their eyes enjoying the heat or nudging each other. It couldn't be Simon though he was directly across from me.
Simon was so straight it was practically a sickness. The boy had been a playground bully when most of them went to junior school. In time he exchanged that reputation for his sports achievements which made him one of the big men in secondary school. His dating history was famous for some of the most mature and popular girls too. He was always first to take his shirt off displaying his masculine shoulders and chest. And he verbally attacked kids who didn't play sports or were considered geeks. Yet he was popular and one of the 8 who I hung out with now we were all in sixth form.
I was hard as I was aroused to be sitting naked in public, be sharing the same hotter then bathwater with 7 other naked guys, excited that they were often in my thoughts when I was satisfying myself in my bedroom and it was evening with the darkness hiding their night hanging out.
I began to wonder if any of the others were hard too. The bubbles hid all I wondered about, their cocks, the toes that fumbled between my legs. I parted my legs more to let the anonymous feet have room. The guys on either side of me didn't object as my legs pushed against them a bit.
"Shit" Mark said. "Want more?" "Beer" Simon said and some of the others agreed. Mark stood up. His penis was in view of everyone. It wasn't hard like mine but it seemed at least half hard. The guys whistled and hooted as he jopped over the edge and walked naked into the house. He returned with bottles for everyone and plopped back down in the water splashing everyone creating curses and laughter. I took Mark’s absence to move a bit and look around. Simon was looking at me and he winked.
I remembered being 8 years old and holding the bloody nose that bully Simon had given me. I had hated the guy then. Why was I the target for the bully's fist? The kid had picked on me relentlessly that year. I smiled and laughed at the memories. They were friends now and had become friends while trying out for the swimming team. Simon lasted awhile but quit since the team schedule competed with the football team's. I stayed on the team though I didn't achieve the type of sports awards that Simon did.
The toes were back and buried under my balls wiggling. I looked at Simon then at the others in case anyone was watching them. It couldn't be Simon, I thought. Mikey sat next to Simon. He was tall having long legs. He laughed and the toes disappeared. Maybe it was Mikey. The bubbles still hid the identity of the playful feet.
They all crammed together as Mark returned. Beer bottles were shaken and sprayed each other. The boys alternated ducking under the water to wash it all off.
"Shit, there's more wood under there then on the patio" Mikey said as he arose. The guys laughed taunting each other about apparently having erections. Mikey stood and showed his off earning more whistles and hoots. He jacked a few times and everyone told him to sit back down.
I thought it was Mikey after all especially since after sitting back down the mysterious toes were fondling his own erection.
"Everyone stand up" Mark said "biggest boner gets a free beer".
One by one each guy stood. Some had erections and others had half hards. I stood and waved my erection getting my share of hoots and comments.
"Well since we're all hard, lets go inside. I can put on some of my Dad's porn" Mark said as he stood. His erection seemed harder then before. I watched the bare buttocks and waving penis as the group began to leave.
"Simon come on" Mark said. I noticed that the former bully was still in the jacuzzi. "No me and Jamie are gonna stick here for a bit" he said. I who was standing looked at Simon. It was Simon I knew. I sat back down.
The guys were soon making noise about the women they watched on the tv.
Simon's legs rested over mine. We didn't talk. Our hands rested on each others bare thighs as we moved our hands where both wanted them to be. It wouldn't take long we both knew. And we both wanted to feel the sensations of spewing underwater. The playground bully and his target were stroking each other.
Only our facial expressions and occasional groans told us of the pleasure we were giving and getting. We dared not talk or make loud sounds.
When it happened it was exhausting. Our cumsquirted into the hot water and would soon be swallowed by the drain as the water recycled. The bubbles which had hid our search for each other earlier had stopped as the timer stopped the jacuzzi's churning.
"Wanna go in?" Simon asked
"Sure" I said wanting to kiss the smiling lips.
We walked naked next to each other. I wanted to reach for his hand and ask for more. I wondered if there was a future. "My folks are out of town. We can uh hang out there after this is over" Simon said
"Cool" I replied as I felt my cock being to harden again. I saw Simon's cock had not gotten totally soft and was now at full hardness again.
I hoped, like I was, that Simon was anticipating the night ahead.
Our entrance was cheered by the others who had been openly jacking themselves watching porn. They assumed we were going to join them watching porn. There were no bubbles to hide the hard cocks. Were the 8 buddies aroused only by the images of naked women and men on the big screen or were they excited about being naked with their friends, jacking their erections together? Simon and I knew the answer at least about ourselves.
More beer soon removed those thoughts as jokes, arguments about teachers, sarcasm and jokes about still living at home consumed us. Our bare hips rubbed against each other as we shifted, ducked under the water and the time passed.
I didn't jump when I felt the toes but I looked around to see how it was. I couldn't jump up else everyone would not only see me naked but see my penis had become a hard cock. The toes flipped, nuzzled and toyed with my balls testicles and penis. It felt good but I couldn't reveal it. They couldn't belong to Mark or Adrian on either side of me or I'd feel their legs too. It must be someone further away. Of course with 16 knees so close to each other the playful toes could belong to Ed, Tim or even Simon. I looked at each one. They were laughing, occasionally closing their eyes enjoying the heat or nudging each other. It couldn't be Simon though he was directly across from me.
Simon was so straight it was practically a sickness. The boy had been a playground bully when most of them went to junior school. In time he exchanged that reputation for his sports achievements which made him one of the big men in secondary school. His dating history was famous for some of the most mature and popular girls too. He was always first to take his shirt off displaying his masculine shoulders and chest. And he verbally attacked kids who didn't play sports or were considered geeks. Yet he was popular and one of the 8 who I hung out with now we were all in sixth form.
I was hard as I was aroused to be sitting naked in public, be sharing the same hotter then bathwater with 7 other naked guys, excited that they were often in my thoughts when I was satisfying myself in my bedroom and it was evening with the darkness hiding their night hanging out.
I began to wonder if any of the others were hard too. The bubbles hid all I wondered about, their cocks, the toes that fumbled between my legs. I parted my legs more to let the anonymous feet have room. The guys on either side of me didn't object as my legs pushed against them a bit.
"Shit" Mark said. "Want more?" "Beer" Simon said and some of the others agreed. Mark stood up. His penis was in view of everyone. It wasn't hard like mine but it seemed at least half hard. The guys whistled and hooted as he jopped over the edge and walked naked into the house. He returned with bottles for everyone and plopped back down in the water splashing everyone creating curses and laughter. I took Mark’s absence to move a bit and look around. Simon was looking at me and he winked.
I remembered being 8 years old and holding the bloody nose that bully Simon had given me. I had hated the guy then. Why was I the target for the bully's fist? The kid had picked on me relentlessly that year. I smiled and laughed at the memories. They were friends now and had become friends while trying out for the swimming team. Simon lasted awhile but quit since the team schedule competed with the football team's. I stayed on the team though I didn't achieve the type of sports awards that Simon did.
The toes were back and buried under my balls wiggling. I looked at Simon then at the others in case anyone was watching them. It couldn't be Simon, I thought. Mikey sat next to Simon. He was tall having long legs. He laughed and the toes disappeared. Maybe it was Mikey. The bubbles still hid the identity of the playful feet.
They all crammed together as Mark returned. Beer bottles were shaken and sprayed each other. The boys alternated ducking under the water to wash it all off.
"Shit, there's more wood under there then on the patio" Mikey said as he arose. The guys laughed taunting each other about apparently having erections. Mikey stood and showed his off earning more whistles and hoots. He jacked a few times and everyone told him to sit back down.
I thought it was Mikey after all especially since after sitting back down the mysterious toes were fondling his own erection.
"Everyone stand up" Mark said "biggest boner gets a free beer".
One by one each guy stood. Some had erections and others had half hards. I stood and waved my erection getting my share of hoots and comments.
"Well since we're all hard, lets go inside. I can put on some of my Dad's porn" Mark said as he stood. His erection seemed harder then before. I watched the bare buttocks and waving penis as the group began to leave.
"Simon come on" Mark said. I noticed that the former bully was still in the jacuzzi. "No me and Jamie are gonna stick here for a bit" he said. I who was standing looked at Simon. It was Simon I knew. I sat back down.
The guys were soon making noise about the women they watched on the tv.
Simon's legs rested over mine. We didn't talk. Our hands rested on each others bare thighs as we moved our hands where both wanted them to be. It wouldn't take long we both knew. And we both wanted to feel the sensations of spewing underwater. The playground bully and his target were stroking each other.
Only our facial expressions and occasional groans told us of the pleasure we were giving and getting. We dared not talk or make loud sounds.
When it happened it was exhausting. Our cumsquirted into the hot water and would soon be swallowed by the drain as the water recycled. The bubbles which had hid our search for each other earlier had stopped as the timer stopped the jacuzzi's churning.
"Wanna go in?" Simon asked
"Sure" I said wanting to kiss the smiling lips.
We walked naked next to each other. I wanted to reach for his hand and ask for more. I wondered if there was a future. "My folks are out of town. We can uh hang out there after this is over" Simon said
"Cool" I replied as I felt my cock being to harden again. I saw Simon's cock had not gotten totally soft and was now at full hardness again.
I hoped, like I was, that Simon was anticipating the night ahead.
Our entrance was cheered by the others who had been openly jacking themselves watching porn. They assumed we were going to join them watching porn. There were no bubbles to hide the hard cocks. Were the 8 buddies aroused only by the images of naked women and men on the big screen or were they excited about being naked with their friends, jacking their erections together? Simon and I knew the answer at least about ourselves.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Itching
I shaved my cock and balls on Monday for the first time in about 6 weeks. Kim had wanted to see what I looked like with natural pubes so I'd let them grow. And now I'm itchy as hell!
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Saturday, September 06, 2008
Swimmers do it best
Breaststrokers do it underwater,
Backstrokers do it on their backs,
Flyers do it up and down,
IMers do it 4 ways,
Freestylers do it anyway,
Sprinters do it faster,
DIVERS do it deeper,
Distance last longer,
However you put it, Swimmers do it best When WET
Backstrokers do it on their backs,
Flyers do it up and down,
IMers do it 4 ways,
Freestylers do it anyway,
Sprinters do it faster,
DIVERS do it deeper,
Distance last longer,
However you put it, Swimmers do it best When WET
Last night
Kim and I went out for dinner last night on the Quayside in Newcastle. I met her straight after work and we went first for a drink to Then we went for dinner to a nearby restaurant. I had Sweetcorn and Basil Soup to start whilst Kim had Dill-cured Salmon – Swedish Mustard Sauce and Homemade Soda Bread. Then it was Hanger Steak with Shallots and Red Wine for me and Fillets of Red Mullet with Citrus Fruits and Tapenade for Kim. We finished off by sharing Chocolate Truffle Cake. It was all delicious and washed down with a nice bottle of wine.
On our drive home, Kim suddenly asked me to pull over into a car park. There was no one about only a few empty cars. I asked her why she wanted me to stop and she just replied 'fuck me'. I lifted her top up and started fondling her breasts as she wasn't wearing any underwear. I started to suck her nipples when I noticed a car had pulled up near us and a man was watching us. Kim seemed not to be bothered and in fact I could tell she was being turned me on even more. She took out my throbbing cock and put it in her mouth and started to suck it. The guy was well and truly watching us by now and I told Kim to lift up her skirt and mount my throbbing cock.
By this time Kim's pussy was soaking. She sat astride me and I took of her top and started to fuck her. Kim's tits were bouncing up and down. I was really turning us on knowing someone was watching us. She then gave me another blow job and I exploded in her mouth. Kim swallowed every last drop. We then drove back home leaving the man watching us still in his car. When we got home the sex was unbelievable as we were both still so horny.
On our drive home, Kim suddenly asked me to pull over into a car park. There was no one about only a few empty cars. I asked her why she wanted me to stop and she just replied 'fuck me'. I lifted her top up and started fondling her breasts as she wasn't wearing any underwear. I started to suck her nipples when I noticed a car had pulled up near us and a man was watching us. Kim seemed not to be bothered and in fact I could tell she was being turned me on even more. She took out my throbbing cock and put it in her mouth and started to suck it. The guy was well and truly watching us by now and I told Kim to lift up her skirt and mount my throbbing cock.
By this time Kim's pussy was soaking. She sat astride me and I took of her top and started to fuck her. Kim's tits were bouncing up and down. I was really turning us on knowing someone was watching us. She then gave me another blow job and I exploded in her mouth. Kim swallowed every last drop. We then drove back home leaving the man watching us still in his car. When we got home the sex was unbelievable as we were both still so horny.
Friday, September 05, 2008
10 Reasons to Date a Diver
1. We can dive in right every time
2. We are extremely flexible
3. We can get in and out as much as we want
4. We do a lot of different things in 4 positions
5. We know all kinds of tricks
6. We like to bounce up and down all day
7. We love to be 95% naked
8. We love to show off what we can do best
9. We do it until we get it right
10. We can go all day long
2. We are extremely flexible
3. We can get in and out as much as we want
4. We do a lot of different things in 4 positions
5. We know all kinds of tricks
6. We like to bounce up and down all day
7. We love to be 95% naked
8. We love to show off what we can do best
9. We do it until we get it right
10. We can go all day long
What's the weirdest place you've had a wank?
Hey guys, what's the weirdest place you've ever had a wank?
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Monday, September 01, 2008
Sharing underwear
Does anyone share underwear with their friends or roommates?
In college m flatmate and I decided to just pool our laundry, so underwear and stuff kept getting mixed up. I must admit, sometimes it was hot walking around all day knowing my cock was where his hds been, and hot to think of him walkin around in my briefs.
Anyone have any experiences or thoughts to share?
In college m flatmate and I decided to just pool our laundry, so underwear and stuff kept getting mixed up. I must admit, sometimes it was hot walking around all day knowing my cock was where his hds been, and hot to think of him walkin around in my briefs.
Anyone have any experiences or thoughts to share?
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