Orgy: 90's Condom Party: Shove'em Up Your Ass!

Okay, there's something called...Orgy...advertised as a 90's Condom Party...takes place on Aug. 18 at 525 Harrison here in SF...dancing...with big name DJ's...and on stage: live safe sex acts(!)...Wow!...here we go...another lame attempt to fetishize latex. Kids, I go way back to the days when Al Parker was the biggest name in the business...scary times, to be sure...but Al Parker was enlisted to act on video demonstrating safe sex options, and one of them involved using a dental rubber dam to engage in oral sex. I doubt if it worked. I don't mean to demean Orgy's mission, as the Stop AIDS Project is involved...but its message is for negative men who want to stay that way. And these guys are looking for husbands, mostly, and more power to them. But what about those negative guys who want to enjoy nasty, raunchy, unihibited mansex? I doubt if condoms are the answer, here. To me, the message has always been concise: get tested/get real/get down. To confront this issue, negative guys, you have to be honest with yourself, and I don't need to elaborate any further. Which brings me to last night: the CumUnion Party at the Steamworks in Berkeley. Well, too much happened to reveal in a single blog, so I will continue about CumUnion on a Wednesday night in another posting. But let me share you with some of the condom shenanigans that went on last night in Berkeley...as they relate to me, personally. I got fucked about 12 times, took 2 loads, and I shouldn't complain...but being a pig, of course, I wanted more, and drove home feeling a bit comtemplative on our lifestyle, but more about that in another blog. Last night, the first guy came into my room with the condom already on his dick...he fucked me nicely...it was a nicely curved tool, not too big, not too small, the curve made for some interesting sensations, but...that condom...fuck!!! Okay, he's looking out for himself, he's smart, etc, a nice looking guy, maybe Latino, definitely a Mediterrannean type. I made sure to ease that rubber off his cock and once he had left my room, pushed it up my ass. The next guy was a rawfucking bald daddy, and I'll blog about him another time...he didn't cum, at least I think he didn't...then another top came and quickly got me where he wanted me and fucked my ass vigorously...I got my hand down where his dick was in my butt, and I detected a rubber (fuck, man!)...he didn't even have time to put it on..WTF...but this guy did shoot a nice load...ah, into the rubber. I made sure that I unrolled this prophy off his cock, and as before, shoved it up my ass. These rubbers stayed in my hole the rest of the night...some time was spent on the fuckbench in the gloryhole area, where 5 guys fucked me, and later on, the best fuck of the night...raw(!!!)...a torpedo-shaped schlong worked my hole up and down, and shot a respectable load up my ass...he was fucking the rubbers the whole time and we got some interesting squidgy sounds, very hot. Let's think of a great Stop AIDS fundraiser, at a hot SF bar (Kokpit, are you reading this?) with hot pro bottoms (people like Sage Daniels, who's always game, for example), pushing donated rubbers (filled with cum?) up their asses, then pushing them out and then letting the bar patrons bid on them. Then the patrons can eat the condoms, or do whatever. If that's just too much, well then...chocolates...as an homage to the late, great Christopher Rage. For charity...let Sage push a chocolate up his ass, push it out and let the bidding begin! Wouldn't that be better than just another dance party? And oh, about my own condom stash...the shit stayed up there almost a full day. I finally coaxed them out with my favorite dildo, my Jeff Stryker Super Fabulous Fucktool...well, that's what I call it...Jeff doesn't know about this. Yeah, I had a couple of condoms, one full of cum, marinating in my ass for almost 24 hours...doesn't that make you wanna cum?

California Bareback Sex Calendar

Ah, to be missing out...'tis not a great feeling. There are three momentous bareback events taking place in California this week. One is a gangbang featuring Damien Silver, the hottest ass in bareback porn, in an LA hotel, Saturday night. I can only wonder if parts of it will be recorded for a new video to be released in the near future...one can only hope. The other is the monthly bareback party at the Camp Palm Springs, an event that has had its ups and downs over the years, but of late, re-inventing itself by featuring porn stars as an attraction. Jayson Park was the host's featured bottom last month and on Saturday, the party will star the talents of Sean Hunter and little Trey Maddox. We'll be coming back to these guys later.
Another bareback event on the California sex calendar is the Cockpit Party in San Francisco, which seems to be back in the good graces of barebackrts, since it's posted among the party listings, after being 86'd for a couple of months. I guess Gehno of the Cockpit and the Pornmaster at barebackrt have come to an understanding, for they were in competition for tops and bottoms until just recently. The bbrts party, Cummunion and the Cockpit party no longer take place on the same night, so I guess all's right between them.
Going back to Sean Hunter: you know him. He was a Hot Desert Knights discovery, a dedicated top distinguished by the biohazard tat on his groin. We saw him fuck Trey Maddox in an HDK video, and then Treasure Island Media picked up on him, and he got to fuck Christian (in 'Built to Fuck' maybe, I'm too lazy to check, but it's on the TIM website) and then he re-appeared to fuck Go-Go Eddie (Hibbs) in TIM's 'Bone Deep.' He's a reliable fuck and I'm sorry I won't be down in the desert to test him out. As for Trey, he was famously fucked by megatop Steve Wiley for Hot Desert Knights, on a massage table...'is there an extra charge for a prostate massage?' 'No, it's complimentary.' 'Cool.'...in a sequence remembered for the drops of cum that dripped on the camera lens. Trey was the featured bottom one night at the infamous HDK warehouse sex parties down in Palm Springs. The deal was the featured bottom got one of the big raised platforms all to himself and anybody could fuck him. Little (he's maybe, what? 5-2) Trey got a lot of attention that night. Anyway, the California boys have a lot going on this weekend, too bad for the rest of us. Way too bad.

Silent Breeders

I'm in Las Vegas and his dick is very small...as small as a short pencil used for jotting notes, but like most small dicks, it's as hard as a pencil, as well. Small dicks are often good for jabbing pussies, coming out and thrusting right back in again, but this one had a hard time getting in, so when it was finally in, I took care to keep it in. I squeezed that baby as tight as I could and massaged it earnestly with my talented buttmuscles. At that point, the top just stopped and held his dick in place and within a minute, withdrew completely and left. Oh, well, I thought...there's always the next one.
But as I fingered my hole, I realized that it was rather sloppy and then a blob of cum oozed out. I fingered some more and got enough to lube my dick for some playing of my own. Then as I got up off the bench, I noticed there was a pool of cum on the floor. Imagine, all this cum from this tiny bit of meat, and the top gave no indication he was cumming at all, a real silent breeder.
The next night I'm in Palm Springs at the CumUnion Party. I'm on that annoying mattress that's actually three long, narrow pieces that don't stay together. A top climbs on my back and tries to get in. He's not really hard nor is he that big, but he does get in and he fucks me briefly with a loofah-type cock. This action lasts for only a minute, and then he's off my back and I never see him again. That's all the action I get at this party, which I will describe in greater detail on another blog. But when I get home, I get the urge to crap and I realize there's actually a load up there...a big one that just flows out of my butthole. Again, as in Las Vegas, this was a silent breeding...there was no thrusting nor pounding, no change in tempo, no grunt nor sigh of pleasure. Just some silent breeding but with a couple of big loads. Some guys breed silent, breed deep.