Sometimes in all comes together, and when it does, it's always a surprise...and so much the better. Let's start with a handsome man: tall with curly dark hair, a manly face, and the sturdy, fleshy build much favored by Italian Renaissance painters, and then a plump, delectable dick...a real Michelangelo classical dick, slightly curving, with a nice round head. I know...Michelangelo's dicks were all uncut...but don't mess it up for me. A nice fat dick. And with a thick Prince Albert, maybe a 4 or 6 gauge in the barbell style...big enough to show some sparkle even in a dimly lit room. A man's man with a fat dick, a sexy piercing and protruding...ah, definitely swaying...gigantic balls hanging like a couple of over-ripe fruits.
I enjoy vacuum-pumping as much as the next guy, and I work out a little every day, just long enough to plumping up before going out. And while I do have the extra-super large cylinder for ball pumping, I just haven't got into that area. So, I ask those in the know: does pumping up the scrotum have any effect on the texture of one's balls? I ask because this dude's balls were like leather, ruffed up, clutchable, and I would have played with them more if that had been the reason for his presence here. He was here to fill and drill my ass, which he fulfilled with all the force, confidence and control of a man's man.
There is male to male action and there is man to man action; they are different things. This man's man put this man in his place, to be sure. There was only one thing, though: when getting thoroughly roughfucked, I love to feel the slap of a man's man's big balls against my ass. In the case of leather balls, they're so fuckin' heavy, they don't slap, but rather they just sort of shake. I know I just should end this right now...forget the slappin' balls, this was another great fuck for the annals of anal.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Poz Stigma Makes for Hot Sex - Part Two
The notion of a stigma, attached to an HIV-positive diagnosis, prevails among the mainstream media and what I call the AIDS mafia, those organizations and activists who evidently want us seropositivos to hang it up and spend the rest of our lives wallowing in self-pity. I think that most seropositivos have already rejected the idea that we are victims and must retire from sex. Sero-sorting has become a way of life for us and we might as well bareback because we have no illusions about the reality of our status. I wouldn't go so far as to say that all the hot gay men out there are already HIV-positive, but I think I've made my point. We're alive, we're positive and we're having sex.
About a year ago, the Washington Post published an interesting article using D. J. Steedley as an example, of the 'new face' of HIV in this country. Like most of us poz types, D.J. is on an anti-viral regime (in fact, part of a study group associated with the NIH) and doing just fine, both physically...and significantly...mentally. He's adjusted to his status and is living his life accordingly. If you don't know him, redeem yourself immediately and check out the Treasure Island Media website; he's an All-American type, handsome, blond, clean-cut...an intelligent frat boy.
However...shortly before the Post had filed the story, D.J. did a very sexy thing that outraged the AIDS mafia: he signed a contract with Treasure Island Media to fuck in bareback videos. The Post, being the great paper that it is, subsequently clarified this development, without acknowledging that D.J.'s porn contract is merely a manifestation of how some of us are getting on with our lives. In his case, he's a hot top who is going to earn a little money doing what he likes to do; like fucking hairy daddy George Glass in TIM's 'Bad Seed.' Poz stigma, they'll say. I say, 'what poz stigma?' Now that I know that D.J. will be pumping his nasty manjuice up the receptive mancunts of sleazy ass bottoms who don't give a shit...he's hotter than ever. And as everybody outside the mainstream media already knows, there's full disclosure on the Treasure Island Media shoots. Any bottom getting D. J.'s poz load knows and wants what he's getting. Of course...that makes it even hotter.
As for D.J.'s porn debut, let's just say I'm looking forward to his future pairings with some white trash bottoms. And as for 'Bad Seed,' I think it's TIM's best video so far this year; that Preston Johnson, uhm...wow.
About a year ago, the Washington Post published an interesting article using D. J. Steedley as an example, of the 'new face' of HIV in this country. Like most of us poz types, D.J. is on an anti-viral regime (in fact, part of a study group associated with the NIH) and doing just fine, both physically...and significantly...mentally. He's adjusted to his status and is living his life accordingly. If you don't know him, redeem yourself immediately and check out the Treasure Island Media website; he's an All-American type, handsome, blond, clean-cut...an intelligent frat boy.
However...shortly before the Post had filed the story, D.J. did a very sexy thing that outraged the AIDS mafia: he signed a contract with Treasure Island Media to fuck in bareback videos. The Post, being the great paper that it is, subsequently clarified this development, without acknowledging that D.J.'s porn contract is merely a manifestation of how some of us are getting on with our lives. In his case, he's a hot top who is going to earn a little money doing what he likes to do; like fucking hairy daddy George Glass in TIM's 'Bad Seed.' Poz stigma, they'll say. I say, 'what poz stigma?' Now that I know that D.J. will be pumping his nasty manjuice up the receptive mancunts of sleazy ass bottoms who don't give a shit...he's hotter than ever. And as everybody outside the mainstream media already knows, there's full disclosure on the Treasure Island Media shoots. Any bottom getting D. J.'s poz load knows and wants what he's getting. Of course...that makes it even hotter.
As for D.J.'s porn debut, let's just say I'm looking forward to his future pairings with some white trash bottoms. And as for 'Bad Seed,' I think it's TIM's best video so far this year; that Preston Johnson, uhm...wow.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Poz Stigma Makes for Hot Sex - Part One
I was at a bareback party in Palm Springs last weekend and had a great time. I got fucked by only four guys but each fuck was memorable, and happily, each dick was certifiably positive.
One fucking was delivered by an old friend, we've got it on many times before. He's dumped his poz cum deep in my ass many times.
The next match was with a fit, older white guy who had rolled down his briefs just enough for me to engage in some cock sucking ...and just enough to see the biohazard tattoo at his waist. Man, I could hardly wait to get his pozstick up my ass, which I did.
A little later, after fisting a friend in a sling elsewhere in this favorite sex garage, I returned to my preferred station on the fuckpad, face down and butt up, and felt a prod poking around my pucker hole. When this happens I push out my big hole to swallow up whoever's there. A long and slender thing slid right in and immediately went into piston-fucking mode, getting so furious that I thought it was my old buddy the Energizer Bunny whom I've blogged about before. But wait...this dick didn't feel like Bunny's...this dick felt thicker and certainly harder. After pounding my ass for a good ten minutes, the top finished and withdrew; but I had enough time to turn to see that it was a guy who had fucked me a couple of times before and although we've never spoken, I know him from his profile on barebackrt...not the cutest guy, but positive. Three toxic dicks up my poz ass.
Within minutes, another dick was diggin' out my hole; another spirited, dedicated fuck. And finally, conclusively, a blast of cum was shot up my mancunt...where cum belongs. I turned quickly to see who had made this generous donation, and as the slim, old-young/young-old white guy walked away, I saw the beautiful stylized biohazard tattoo on his right cheek. Fuck!!! Four out of four poz tops, and a poz load. If I had tried to plan it this way, it wouldn't have happened.
Recalling how Sean Storm related to me in an e-mail, 'we do love those poz loads, don't we?' led me to wonder why this is so. Sean's comment is absolutely true: poz bottoms (and chasers) love all loads but especially poz loads. Such is the erotic power of the taboo, or the stigma of Positivity. If that isn't a word, I just made it up.
I was going to segue into the media-enhanced Poz Stigma power of Treasure Island Media studlet, D.J. Steedley (seen in 'Bad Seed'), but rather will continue this tread in a second posting.
One fucking was delivered by an old friend, we've got it on many times before. He's dumped his poz cum deep in my ass many times.
The next match was with a fit, older white guy who had rolled down his briefs just enough for me to engage in some cock sucking ...and just enough to see the biohazard tattoo at his waist. Man, I could hardly wait to get his pozstick up my ass, which I did.
A little later, after fisting a friend in a sling elsewhere in this favorite sex garage, I returned to my preferred station on the fuckpad, face down and butt up, and felt a prod poking around my pucker hole. When this happens I push out my big hole to swallow up whoever's there. A long and slender thing slid right in and immediately went into piston-fucking mode, getting so furious that I thought it was my old buddy the Energizer Bunny whom I've blogged about before. But wait...this dick didn't feel like Bunny's...this dick felt thicker and certainly harder. After pounding my ass for a good ten minutes, the top finished and withdrew; but I had enough time to turn to see that it was a guy who had fucked me a couple of times before and although we've never spoken, I know him from his profile on barebackrt...not the cutest guy, but positive. Three toxic dicks up my poz ass.
Within minutes, another dick was diggin' out my hole; another spirited, dedicated fuck. And finally, conclusively, a blast of cum was shot up my mancunt...where cum belongs. I turned quickly to see who had made this generous donation, and as the slim, old-young/young-old white guy walked away, I saw the beautiful stylized biohazard tattoo on his right cheek. Fuck!!! Four out of four poz tops, and a poz load. If I had tried to plan it this way, it wouldn't have happened.
Recalling how Sean Storm related to me in an e-mail, 'we do love those poz loads, don't we?' led me to wonder why this is so. Sean's comment is absolutely true: poz bottoms (and chasers) love all loads but especially poz loads. Such is the erotic power of the taboo, or the stigma of Positivity. If that isn't a word, I just made it up.
I was going to segue into the media-enhanced Poz Stigma power of Treasure Island Media studlet, D.J. Steedley (seen in 'Bad Seed'), but rather will continue this tread in a second posting.
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Tony Bishop and Steven Daigle Distinguish Treasure Island Media's 'Cum Whore'
The striking aspect of Treasure Island Media's latest production, 'Cum Whore,' is that some familiar characters don't look all that familiar. Antonio Biaggi is leaner, and with some facial hair besides a little more hair on top, and an enhanced tan. Jack Allen's nicely-styled hair and facial re-do makes his former homeless look a faint memory. Sean Storm is leaner and more angular, showing a great chin and hair, graduating from post-twink to handsome young daddy. And Peto Coast is now a silver daddy. All this is to the good. Max Sohl scores again.
Treasure Island Media has big plans for Steven Daigle; he appears shirtless on the dvd wrapper. But as hot as he might be, he just doesn't come across as an uninhibited, wanton sex pig. Well, at least not yet. We'll be seeing more of him, I hope, in upcoming productions and online. He has still to grow from piglet to full-fledged pig. Maybe this vanilla pudding needs some chocolate. Steven Daigle will probably become a big bareback porn king, but probably not because of Cum Whore. I've got a feeling that the best stuff is yet to come.
Tony Bishop, however, is a revelation. I have admired his profile on Rentmen where he's one of the 'Anything Goes' guys. And with that biohazard tattoo on his upper left chest, you'd have to be really dense not to get the message. Tony Bishop has only one scene: he tops Jacob Lee and we get the full view of the biohazard tat as Tony Bishops works his dick like the weapon it is. Max Sohl's on top of it, giving us Jacob's p.o.v. This is a very hot sequence, all too short, but also promise for more. Tony Bishop...more! more!
Cum Whore exploits the Treasure Island Media formula: a mix of old faces, regulars and reliables with some new, fresh dick and ass. It's not as good as 'Bad Seed,' but still five stars.
Treasure Island Media has big plans for Steven Daigle; he appears shirtless on the dvd wrapper. But as hot as he might be, he just doesn't come across as an uninhibited, wanton sex pig. Well, at least not yet. We'll be seeing more of him, I hope, in upcoming productions and online. He has still to grow from piglet to full-fledged pig. Maybe this vanilla pudding needs some chocolate. Steven Daigle will probably become a big bareback porn king, but probably not because of Cum Whore. I've got a feeling that the best stuff is yet to come.
Tony Bishop, however, is a revelation. I have admired his profile on Rentmen where he's one of the 'Anything Goes' guys. And with that biohazard tattoo on his upper left chest, you'd have to be really dense not to get the message. Tony Bishop has only one scene: he tops Jacob Lee and we get the full view of the biohazard tat as Tony Bishops works his dick like the weapon it is. Max Sohl's on top of it, giving us Jacob's p.o.v. This is a very hot sequence, all too short, but also promise for more. Tony Bishop...more! more!
Cum Whore exploits the Treasure Island Media formula: a mix of old faces, regulars and reliables with some new, fresh dick and ass. It's not as good as 'Bad Seed,' but still five stars.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Dawson in Chicago
Trolling through the Barebackrt website, I noticed that Dawson has posted an updated profile with a new location: Chicago. The Fog City's loss is The Windy City's gain, and DawsonBB (the profile handle) is looking for new friends, so I guess this move is permanent...well, at least for now. My guess is that Porn's Greatest Bareback Superstar will have little trouble making friends in his new hometown.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Steven Daigle's Status: Poz Cum Whore?
There's certainly been a lot of buzz out there about the new Max Sohl/Treasure Island Media video, 'Cum Whore.' It may be out in the stores (when I checked last week it wasn't available at my usual haunt, Rock Hard in San Francisco), which interests me since I intend to buy this one for my collection; my being totally old school and not into buying air time online.
So, obviously I haven't seen this video beyond the teaser on the Treasure Island Media website. It looks better than promising; it's looks positively nasty, vile and fabulous. I'm particularly interested in seeing Sean Storm, looking better than ever on the cusp of 40, but more about Sean in another post; everybody knows I'm already a fan of his.
This Steven Daigle character is the source of all the buzz online. There's a lot of speculation as to his HIV status. He had something of a career working for Sister Superior condom Nazi Miss Chi Chi LaRue (Chi Chi's position on safe sex is well-known and non-debatable) and then some stuff for Raging Stallion. But his latest move into bareback has fueled a lot of rumors. The roadmap for a career in porn usually takes the bareback offramp when one converts to HIV-positively. Why this is customarily seen as a bad, regrettable affair is beyond me. A lot of formerly mainstream guys really get loose and crazy in their porn performances for the bareback studios, and I'm thinking of the great Matt Sizemore here.
So, Steven Daigle appears in three scenes in the new 'Cum Whore' aptly named video, with his butt the territory of Antonio Biaggi (of course), Peto Coast (hmmmm) and old reliable negative Brad McGuire, among others. I'll leave it up to you guys to decide for yourselves whether Steven is a member of The Club, but let me say this much: any bottom who gives it up in such an unhibited, wanton style is not worrying about catching da bug. What little I've seen has been superb, so here's a video I'm actually going to buy without renting first...and I think all those discriminating video collectors out there who are actually buying the hard dvd editions will be well-advised to open their wallets for this one.
So, obviously I haven't seen this video beyond the teaser on the Treasure Island Media website. It looks better than promising; it's looks positively nasty, vile and fabulous. I'm particularly interested in seeing Sean Storm, looking better than ever on the cusp of 40, but more about Sean in another post; everybody knows I'm already a fan of his.
This Steven Daigle character is the source of all the buzz online. There's a lot of speculation as to his HIV status. He had something of a career working for Sister Superior condom Nazi Miss Chi Chi LaRue (Chi Chi's position on safe sex is well-known and non-debatable) and then some stuff for Raging Stallion. But his latest move into bareback has fueled a lot of rumors. The roadmap for a career in porn usually takes the bareback offramp when one converts to HIV-positively. Why this is customarily seen as a bad, regrettable affair is beyond me. A lot of formerly mainstream guys really get loose and crazy in their porn performances for the bareback studios, and I'm thinking of the great Matt Sizemore here.
So, Steven Daigle appears in three scenes in the new 'Cum Whore' aptly named video, with his butt the territory of Antonio Biaggi (of course), Peto Coast (hmmmm) and old reliable negative Brad McGuire, among others. I'll leave it up to you guys to decide for yourselves whether Steven is a member of The Club, but let me say this much: any bottom who gives it up in such an unhibited, wanton style is not worrying about catching da bug. What little I've seen has been superb, so here's a video I'm actually going to buy without renting first...and I think all those discriminating video collectors out there who are actually buying the hard dvd editions will be well-advised to open their wallets for this one.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Crossed Wires Leads to Toxic Three-Way
In this technology-driven age, it shouldn't be surprising that we can get too well-connected for our own good. Or maybe it's all good if it leads to good fuck.
I don't know about you guys, but I can handle only one text conversation at a time. I'm hooking up via barebackrt and my cellphone...and it turns out I'm working two guys at once (the phone numbers were almost exactly alike and I wasn't paying that much attention...I wanted to get fucked!), except I don't know it. One guy's text messages did seem out of synch with the conversation but I just thought he was slow or whatever. Anyway both guys turned up. The first guy at my door wasn't the guy I thought he was, but he was this nice-looking black dude with a neat Afro, and we were about to get it on, when the second guy turns up, and he's the bi-racial guy who first texted that he was going with somebody else, but then he must have changed his mind, because here he is. It turned out he had never changed his mind, and it was I who had mixed up these messages from two different guys. It was the black guy who had changed his mind.
Got it? Who cares? It happens. I'm glad there are plenty of trashy fuckers on barebackrt, because when I asked the second guy if he was into a three-way, he responded by dropping his jeans. I shouldn't say it was a three-way, because it was more of a sandwich with me on the bottom. I got fucked by the black guy who got fucked by the bi-racial dude, who was short, stocky and packed. Alas, I never got to sample that dick, since they both came pretty quickly and good for them, at the same time. I did get the brother's poz load, which should be good enough for anybody. Getting mixed up with your text messages ain't necessarily a bad thing.
I don't know about you guys, but I can handle only one text conversation at a time. I'm hooking up via barebackrt and my cellphone...and it turns out I'm working two guys at once (the phone numbers were almost exactly alike and I wasn't paying that much attention...I wanted to get fucked!), except I don't know it. One guy's text messages did seem out of synch with the conversation but I just thought he was slow or whatever. Anyway both guys turned up. The first guy at my door wasn't the guy I thought he was, but he was this nice-looking black dude with a neat Afro, and we were about to get it on, when the second guy turns up, and he's the bi-racial guy who first texted that he was going with somebody else, but then he must have changed his mind, because here he is. It turned out he had never changed his mind, and it was I who had mixed up these messages from two different guys. It was the black guy who had changed his mind.
Got it? Who cares? It happens. I'm glad there are plenty of trashy fuckers on barebackrt, because when I asked the second guy if he was into a three-way, he responded by dropping his jeans. I shouldn't say it was a three-way, because it was more of a sandwich with me on the bottom. I got fucked by the black guy who got fucked by the bi-racial dude, who was short, stocky and packed. Alas, I never got to sample that dick, since they both came pretty quickly and good for them, at the same time. I did get the brother's poz load, which should be good enough for anybody. Getting mixed up with your text messages ain't necessarily a bad thing.
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