When straight guys talk about women, there are a few things that stand out, the ass and tits. Well this guy has both of those in spades. 

Society says that it's okay to stare at a member of the opposite sex, but not the same sex. I know it stems from a long history of propagating the species, but dam this guy has a great looking body. In modern society, if this were a women, the other women in the crowd would look, some would make private comments to those that they are with, but all would think "dam there goes a hot body". This being a guy, guys can't do the same thing.There may come a day when a guy can look at another guy and think "dam there goes a hot body" and not be worried that his buddies will call him out on being something he's not, or worse, de-friend him because of his views. 

I think that I'll still be alive when that happens. 

That I'll be able to tell a guy that he's got a nice looking cock. Though I sometimes say that now, but usually that's right before I put my mouth on his cock. I want to say it without backlash and without having to suck it. 

Dick doppleganger

When the internet was new to me, and the world of porn was discovered. This guy was one of the first that I remember seeing. I remember thinking, at the time, I wish my body was more like his, and his cock looked like mine.

The first guy that I was ever naked with, his cock was straight and when hard was pointed up and against his stomach. In porn up or straight is more the norm for direction cocks point when they're hard. My curves down like Dean's and the same length.

Naked vs Sexy

Seeing a guys hard cock, or the action during sex is okay, though sometimes it's less than okay. The best is when a person has a rockin' body, likes showing it off, and leaves some things to the imagination.  Sometimes women have this ability too, but it its because she's a bodybuilder, then it's a bit much.

Spring is around the corner and I'm looking forward to getting back out on the road. When I first started riding, I was very nervous about wearing the "kits" as there're known as. The kit consist of the shorts and their jersey made of a stretch material. Many people think black is the color that will hide things and when the thin material is stretch across a guys ass and the sun hits it direct, then it's almost transparent, enough to see if the guy has a hairy ass crack or not. 

As for the guys above, the shoes are a dead give away that this is staged and not two guys out for a ride, then getting busy with one another. If you go with the kit, you're not going to stop at the shoes. Biking is one of the few exercises that you can do where it's required to stare at the ass of the guy in front of you. If the ass is nice enough, it becomes the carrot that keeps you moving. 

Blow Job

My first blow job of the year happened the other day. It was long, sloppy and deep, can't beat that combination.

I was from a guy that I met a few years ago. He's young and after the first time I met him, I was worried he was underage, but he wasn't, but he was close. It's now been about 2.5 years since I first met him, and he's 21 now.

He's young, and he just like to gag on big fat cocks and he's telling the whole truth, he's got me and another guy that lives in the town where he goes to college. He's getting good enough that he doesn't gag as much as he use to, with my cock buried in his throat. The part I remember most is when he pulls off and feeling my balls covered in the mucus that is very slick from deep in a guys throat. I've only had a few guys that can do that, and I want this guy to have all the practice on my cock he can have.

The sad part is that he back at college now, so it'll be spring break or summer before I get to see him again.

Welcome to 2017

So I'm wanting to have a venue to stay shit that someone may hear, but more important for me to just have a place to put it out there instead of rattling around in my head. Like the following:

So I got a vasectomy just before Christmas. The day started by getting up about the normal time, getting in the shower and shaving my balls, like I've never shaved them before. I have but not a complete as I did that day. Then eat breakfast, take a Valium, an oxy pain pill, and going to a place where everyone was going to be looking at my balls and few people were going to be handling them.

Over all it was quick, mostly painless, and spent a few days on drugs. I don't like being on drugs, it's just weird and I don't like it. I wasn't suppose to have sex for a week, but I did after a few days. Don't know if that is going to have an impact on the procedure or not. My main concern was the sperm production. Every time I pump out a load, I've thought of that as the "sperm" and now my balls aren't pumping out sperm, so I was worried about the volume. So after jacking off a few times there doesn't seem to be any impact on the volume and the look. So I'm wondering how much sperm I produced in the first place.

Anyway, I had my balls cut off over the holidays and life goes on.

Part of my New Years resolution is to write more, and this is one outlet for that so you may see more of me this year.

It's been a while, but hey, it's my blog so I can do whatever the fuck I want. I've been wanting to get back to a regular thing just to get things off my chest and a forum to tell things that I can't say anywhere else.

So I'll start with the time recently that I was riding my bike on a supported ride, meaning there were rest stops to get water and a bit to eat, after all I was going 100 miles and it was for a cause. Any way at about the half way mark I saw a guy that I had fucked a few times, we've been in contact but hadn't  met up in over a year.

We talked about general shit for a while, then I just asked if he'd been fucked by any guys recently. That lead to details and we talked back and forth about fucking guys. Then the next rest stop came upon us.

At the rest stop there was a rugged looking guy, mid 40's and I just got the sense that he was checking me out for some reason, didn't think of it to much, as I was getting some food and water. When we got back on our bikes, by buddy commented about the size of my cock that could be seen through my Lycra riding gear.

Now in this gear, there is a padded crotch area that goes between your ass and the seat for comfort. What I do generally is, after I start riding, reach down into the shorts and adjust my cock and balls by pulling them up as far as possible. This puts them above the padded area, and apparently on display when I get off the bike. I might have been embarrassed about this a few years ago. But I'm in proper gear on a proper bike so it is what it is. Now I just need to be more observant of people's glances to my crotch while in riding gear.

A few miles down the road, and after my buddy and had talked about my budge, we stopped on the side of the road, so he could get something out of his back pack, and I showed him my cock. It was nice to be felt up for a second on a hot sunny summer day, with my cock in the wind.

It's been a while, but hey, it's my blog so I can do whatever the fuck I want. I've been wanting to get back to a regular thing just to get things off my chest and a forum to tell things that I can't say anywhere else.

So I'll start with the time recently that I was riding my bike on a supported ride, meaning there were rest stops to get water and a bit to eat, after all I was going 100 miles and it was for a cause. Any way at about the half way mark I saw a guy that I had fucked a few times, we've been in contact but hadn't  met up in over a year.

We talked about general shit for a while, then I just asked if he'd been fucked by any guys recently. That lead to details and we talked back and forth about fucking guys. Then the next rest stop came upon us.

At the rest stop there was a rugged looking guy, mid 40's and I just got the sense that he was checking me out for some reason, didn't think of it to much, as I was getting some food and water. When we got back on our bikes, by buddy commented about the size of my cock that could be seen through my Lycra riding gear.

Now in this gear, there is a padded crotch area that goes between your ass and the seat for comfort. What I do generally is, after I start riding, reach down into the shorts and adjust my cock and balls by pulling them up as far as possible. This puts them above the padded area, and apparently on display when I get off the bike. I might have been embarrassed about this a few years ago. But I'm in proper gear on a proper bike so it is what it is. Now I just need to be more observant of people's glances to my crotch while in riding gear.

A few miles down the road, and after my buddy and had talked about my budge, we stopped on the side of the road, so he could get something out of his back pack, and I showed him my cock. It was nice to be felt up for a second on a hot sunny summer day, with my cock in the wind.

A Day without Porn

A day with out porn has become a differnt sort of day for me. Time seems to run slower on those days. So one day without porn has commonly turned into several days without porn. Then the inevitable  happens and I have a day where porn seems to be front and center on my mind, where jacking off occurs several times in the same day. This will last a day or two, then I feel guilt for the time that I could have been doing something more productive and get back to days with no porn.

The Wrestling Team

There wasn't wrestling when I was in High School, and looking at an image like this it would have been a learning experience. It's cool that there is a sport where inserting a finger into a guys ass while in front of your friends and family can really take some mystery from the mind of a high schooler. The whole "I think I might be gay" could be determined fairly quickly and definitively. If everyone is cheering you on as you've got your arms and legs wrapped about a guys body, and the winner is determined by who can pin the other down to a mat using only your brute force, that's pretty cool. That gives you a sense of power that you can make others do things they don't want to do, and come back for more.

If my school had a wrestling team, I would like to think that I would have had the balls to try out for the team. I wonder how much would be different today if I had done that. I know I wouldn't have had to wait so long to feel my hand in the ass crack of another guy. With one finger gently massaging the tender skin around the opening, slowly pushing in and looking to find the prostate.

Morning Wood

The past few mornings, I've woken up with my cock at full attention, almost to the point of hurting. Don't know if that is just a sign or symptom, but I've been horny in a way that I just want to get several guys together and just have a free for all for several hours.

I was a bit surprised the first morning, Saturday, waking up with this big boner, cause I had, not six hours before jacked out two good size loads one after the other. Then I managed one more load in the morning before it went totally away. The feeling of waking up on my back with my cock stretching out my shorts. The only thing that would have been nicer is there was someone there that would take to the time to lick and stroke till I almost cum. Then switch to my balls and play with them some, while gently rubbing a finger around my ass and slowly and gently find my prostate.

It's Been a While

This is my blog and I can post as I want to, and recently I've felt the need to push myself to start doing something on a regular basis. I almost thought that issue with google was going to end this, as I  always thought this would go out with a wimper rather than a "in your face" ending.

Part of the reason is that it's hard to write something every time that I stick my dick into some random asshole, and I've been doing that much less then when I started this blog. So if I continue it's going to be slightly different, but maybe some of the same stuff. Sometimes if just might be a sentense and sometimes it might be something more.

The main thing is that I'm not dead, which I'm guessing at least one person out there thought I might have. I also survived my month of no masturation.

Part of what is giving me thoughts to post things is like today. I woke up and masturbated and got off two loads before 7am. Then about noon a guy that has been after me for well over a year to get back with him contacted me again. So after work I stopped by his place and managed to spend about an hour showing him that what he wants and what he gets may not always be the best thing for his ass.  Where as my last encounter was about six or eight weeks back with a new guy. This guy had the body of a porn star and for some reason I just couldn't manage to keep an erection. I think it's about being comfortable with a guy is just as much as how hot of a body a guys has.

I would make a seperate post about meeting up with the guy after work, but I've already mentioned the best parts.

Also if anyone points out any grammer issues with this, you can go fuck yourself, unless it's something that doesn't make sense, then I might let you fuck me, cause I've been practicing.

Day 26 When will this Month Ever End?

I'm starting to think that 24 is the same as 30 and hence a month has passed and I can again spend a few quality hours with my cock in my hand, maybe something up my ass, but mainly with my cock.

Day 13 Update (seems like it's been longer)

Still haven't masturbated, though I think that I would have give a very technical answer to the no masturbation.

The situation was I was with a guy that I've met several years ago. All the times we've met it's just been a your typical blow job. It starts out slow, licking the head of my cock, and along the length. Next he puts it into his mouth using his tongue that makes my cock go from semi soft to rock hard. After more of this and slowing working more and more of my cock into his mouth, I bury my cock to my balls in his throat. (on a side note squeezing my balls against a guys chin while my cock is buried in his throat feels really good.) I'd really like to keep it buried there for a while, just wished the guy could hold his breath longer than twenty seconds. After I know that his throat is opened up that is when I vary the movement of my cock in and out of his mouth. At this point it really becomes less of a blow job and more of me fucking his throat. The tears in his eyes are of the joy that he's getting from my cock.

Well this past Saturday, was a bit different, he wanted to bottom for the first time, and boy was he tight. As a top, I like to make things last as long as possible, the pleasure isn't so much from getting to the finish line, but the time spent along the way. The issue with this is that at some point just cumming becomes an effort on my part to cross that finish line. On this day, after him sucking me to rock hard, then taking my cock up his ass for about fifteen minutes, he shot his load, and that was pretty much it. Meanwhile I still hadn't cum yet. I wanted him to lick and suck my balls while I jacked my cock, but that wasn't going to work out, he was done.

Now at this point while I was exerting manual stimulation on my own cock, with the presence of another person within inches of my balls, that's technically not masturbation. Even though all the actions are pretty much the same as for masturbation, it's not. But that's not the stretch of the technical part of the story yet. The guy had came and he was ready to leave. Not wanting to let on to much that I hadn't cum yet, kind of like faking an orgasm, I said sure, I'm done.

So the guy dressed and left, and I still have ejaculated.

The stretch comes in that after he left, I put on a pair of loose short, sat on the back steps in the sun, and pulled up one leg of the shorts and finished myself off. I know it was the first time I had cum in a while, because my first shot went about two feet out, then next one just a few inches and after that just a puddle on the concrete steps.

So I'm going to chalk this up as a non-masturbation moment, and say that I'm still on track.

I'm starting to formulate a theory that masturbation actually speeds up time. More on that later.

Day 6 update

So over the weekend was tempting, what with laying round on a day off wearing just my underwear. While my hand felt my cock through the fabric of my shorts a lot on Monday, I never got a full blown hard on during the day, I didn't look at any porn, and while I wanted to masturbate, I didn't.

Now I'm starting to wonder if this whole no porn for 30 days is going to be worth it. The idea behind it is that porn distorts your idea of reality in that all the guys and girls in porn have the best bodies, and the reality is the most people are very much less than perfect. With the porn image in your mind, you will be always disappointed in the reality of what people really look like. It was porn that gave me the impress that my cock was average to maybe just above average in length. It was porn that gave me the idea that I need a trim waist (maybe a six pack if possible) to be attractive to other guys. It was porn that taught me that three or more guys can have a good time with one another.

So I'm started to rationalize that porn isn't that much of a distortion on reality, except when I see other guys my age. Other guys, say they go to the gym on a regular basis, I'm guessing that twice a year is their regular basis. Other guys say that they are ddf, but when you see their profiles on other sites, and notice their pics on CL looking for any load possible, and wonder why they would get a hotel room so they can be fucked all day long by a series of guys. Not someone that I'd be interested in, but I need to invest the time to weed out those guys.

So six days in and I wonder if when and if I make if through the thirty days am I just going to go back to regular masturbation schedule? Only time will tell.

Challenge

All the hype about the ALS Ice bucket challenge has got me thinking about things. Personally I think the whole challenge thing is just a bunch of peer pressure, but it's really getting some attention to ALS and that's a good thing. This in conjunction with a podcaster named Tim Ferriss who last month set a challenge to go thirty days without porn or masturbation, but all the sex you can handle. It's kind of like a low carb diet where bacon becomes a good thing to eat at every meal.

Anyway, I've notice that I do seem to look at porn and masturbate on somewhat of a daily schedule, and when I really getting into a masturbation session, it can sometimes lead to two or three loads being deposited into a tissue to be flushed down the drain. I know there are some guys that think that's a waste of good cum, but I'm not of a consumer of cum, my own, or others.

Challenges in general should be something that changes you, improves you, or makes you see the world in a different way. The ice bucket challenge just seems to get you wet, and cold, so not that interested in doing it. The thirty days without masturbation is more of a test of my will.

Yesterday was the first day, and while most people would think to start on the first of the month, or the first of something, I've pretty much chosen a random start time. This goes with most things with me, I think about it for a while then decided and start right then.

The synopsis of the first day is that I closed the open tabs on the browser that had porn preloaded, hadn't looked any blogs, and kind of think I had a more productive day. The start of the second day, sitting in a quite place wearing just my underwear would have lead to a masturbation session, it if weren't for the challenge, easy to overcome the temptation.

What I have deemed okay is to look on CL which is mainly for the humor anyway (Does a 60 year old fat guy really think a 25 year old muscle top is that common?) I also have been of a few other apps and things, so the search for a compatible bottom guy goes on. So while looking at the naked pics of guys online is technically porn, if it leads to us meeting, getting naked, sweaty and fucked, then it's just foreplay.

On a side note, my regular buddy, the only one that I have, fucked the hell out of me the other day. The sensation was to much to bear after a few minutes, but I let him finish anyway. It was similar to be tickled, where you wanted it to stop because it was overwhelming, but at the same time a feeling deep inside of me that I didn't want to stop. So for any bottoms out there, does that feeling just get more intense with time, or something that becomes more bearable where you want it to go on and on?

Odd Excercise

I don't know what he's doing, but he looks good doing it.

Public

I've heard and talked with other guys that have been in situations where one glance was enough for one of them to make and advance on the other, almost as if it was a planned meet up. Once, during a summer Eurail travel of Europe I was on the shores of the Seine, and unbeknownst to me, less then twenty feet, or would that be ten meters, from me was a major gay cruising area. Apparently the entry and exit to this area wasn't in the area I was in because I sat there for almost two hours and thought I have my own private waterfront view of Paris.

After getting up and walking toward the area, turning a corner and seeing about thirty guys doing private things in a secluded public place, was eye opening. First thought was how the did I not hear any of this, and I didn't see anyone enter or exit the area from where I was sitting. Needless to say I was inwardly excited to see real life porn, but nervous as hell about what I was seeing at the same time, and little tiny balls that forced me to leave the area immediately.

Since then, my balls have grown to good size and if I have to go back to that time, I would walk into that area, identify the best looking guy. Walk up to him, pull my cock out, and tell him to get on his fucking knees and suck my cock. Being that he wouldn't understand the words I spoke, he would understand the tone.

Saturday's the Day to Bike

 Get out on the road, and you may see stuff like this.

Two Dicks (this is real)

If you have two dicks, that are physically attached to your body, do you favor one over the other? You have to hands, and two cocks, I don't see the issues and giving them both the same amount of attention.

This is a guy that post these online back in March and having two cocks is known as diphallia. As he mentioned in his post, he favors the right side, and this shows the attention over his life, that when you pay attention to something, it grows bigger and stronger.