while I was gone...

I've had a LOT of hot encounters since I've been back. And a few while I was silent. It's going to take some time to catalog everything so your patience is appreciated. I won't be able to post pix or specifics of the boys I used overseas due to the fact that their home country censors everything and could possibly identify them through pics. But I'll still do my best to be as graphic as I can *wink*.

Unfortunately, I've also had some hookups that were as boring, dull, and dry as a salad bar. It never ceases to amaze me how incredibly stupid a lot of guys are. Anyone who reads this blog has a faint appreciation for what I like--and don't. Even if you have to read between the lines I think it's fair to say that a half-witted individual could make a reasonable attempt to make our time together exciting and note-worthy. I tend to be more Treasure Island Media than Falcon Studios. More one-shot take than numerous auditions. I dig the power dynamics of older/younger, dominant/submissive, bigger/smaller, extroverted/introverted. If anyone walks away from this blog thinking that I am a vanilla romantic with a hankering for "let's take it slow and see where it goes" then he is blind/stupid/moronic/etc.

However...

I hooked up with him a few nights ago:

Yes, that's Jesse Santana (or whatever the fuck name he uses now). We'd been chatting a few times on one of the rare occasions I was on A4A. He claimed to be totally into what I wrote about, saying, despite his appearance in non-bareback films, he was a total bareback pig who loved hot older guys and loved bitching out to them for hours. He wanted my number and said we'd get together and spend an evening filling him with my seed. A few weeks go by (typical) and I suddenly hear from him three days ago. He wants me to come over that night and fill him with my seed. He promises a wild night.

I have drinks with some friends and then head over around 10pm. His house is a nice one (porn still pays) in a decent neighborhood over in an up-and-coming part of town. When I walk in I am immediately presented with the sight of 3 cracked-out teenagers lounging lazily on the couch. They smack their mouths excited and sit naked while they play video games and text excitedly with whatever moron they happen to catch online.

"He's in the back," one of them says casually as he tries to stroke his cock that has the consistency of jell-o. I roll my yes and walk towards the back. The house smells of chemicals (meth) and cigarette smoke. When I reach the back bedroom Jesse is on all fours, blindfolded, blowing some other meth head who looks as if he hasn't slept (or showered) in 2 days. Another older guy is eating Jesse's ass and making commands very loudly and aggressive. He's seen too many films. Jesse sucks the meth head quickly but it's a losing battle. Despite the hellish scene I'm still moderately hard just because the kid has a bubble ass. The older guy motions me over to the bed. He pulls Jesse by the legs and slides him so his hole is right near my zipper. I pull my pants down and stick my fat manmeat inside. It's warm and very wet. Jesse moans loudly and excitedly but doesn't move. I plow him deep but honestly the whole scene has me crazy. WTF? How did I get into this low-rent opium den? I pull out and guide his mouth around to my cock. He puts it in his mouth and half-heartedly sucks it. After a few seconds I pull out and bend down where our mouths are close.

He giggles a bit :"Hey man I'm not really into kissing." Strike two.

I thought we were going to be alone all night, I say evenly.

He reaches up and pulls one side of the blindfold away from his eye. He squints until he recognizes me. And then whispers with no excitement whatsoever: "Oh, my friends stopped by unexpectedly. They often crash here. No biggie. Besides, I forgot we made plans. It's cool, right?" He pushes the blindfold back down and turns around so his hole is towards the edge of the bed. At this point 2 of the tweekers from the living room stumble into the bedroom. One jumps on the bed and pushes his cock into Jesse's mouth. The other attempts to push me out of the way (I had about 100 pounds of muscle over this kid) but when he fails he just moves in front of me so he can start eating Jesse's ass. I reach down and push the kid out of the way. It was very easy to do. Strike three.

"Dude! Problem?" he says through dry lips.

If you ever touch me again I'll snap your neck, I say evenly.

The others just look at the scene and giggle. Jesse doesn't even notice. He's probably as high as the tweekers. Just more functional. I zip my pants and walk away from the scene. The tweeker still on the sofa is talking excitedly to someone on the phone, asking him to bring more favors. When I open the front door there's a guy on the porch. He's a frat kid too nervous to come inside.

"Is this where the hot ass is?" he says drunkenly.

No, but there's a mediocre hole in the back.

I walk down the porch and to the car. I turn the music up loud and drive away.

If you ever have the displeasure of having contact with this disappointment I'd advise you to run. Away. Quickly.

Additionally, if you are ever in Pittsburgh and stumble across this kid, forget it. He can't follow direction, is as quiet as a church mouse, dull, and tires after 10 minutes. He talks a good game but I'd rather slam my nuts in a door then hook up with him again.

I know, I know...

Ok, so no excuses. I haven't posted in a year because of work. Early last year I got sent to a place in the world where the internet is extremely censored, monitored, and documented. You don't take chances in this part of the world writing about the boypussy you've slammed or the eager young pups you've seduced. You're not very free to speak about the ache in your balls and multiple loads you want to plant in the boy next door. Not unless you want the police breaking down your door in the middle of the night. They're very likely to lock you in a room and throw away the room.

I'm back, now, and no longer (mercifully) in the Pacific Northwest. Too many Jakes living there with no fucking clue how to behave around a real man. I'm somewhere in the midwest/south. No details. Just a large metropolitan area and plenty of boyhole to conquer.

I'll be posting more.

the exploration of z

His boypussy tastes as good as anything I have ever had. He is on all fours, blindfolded, moaning in a long sound that drives me to dig deeper with my tongue and completely open him up. His entire body is baby smooth but somehow his love canal is so smooth it seems unreal. I doubt hair has ever grown--or will ever grow--on him. My tongue darts in and out. I linger. I go fast. I switch it up. My spit coats the hole in a web of saliva that slowly drips down his ass and coats his balls. His cock is a rigid six inches out in front of him. I occasionally let my tongue slide down and caress his balls. He quivers every time I do this. His skin tightens and he breathes heavily. With each lick he surrenders more of himself to me.

I reach over with my right hand and massage the firm ass cheeks of his buddy, who is also on all fours and moaning loudly. Both are blindfolded, side-by-side. Perfect bookends that like being fucked and bred like pussyboys. Will (pussyboy #1 with my tongue inside of him) lifts his head up. His back is shaped like a wide "u" and is starting to sweat. His legs are starting to twitch a bit. Trevor (boypussy #2) moans louder when I stick a spit-slicked finger inside his hole and gently massage it around the pucker. Will's ass is softer, more baby-fat while Trevor's is firmer like a runner's. 

Will is 18 and an emo boy with black spiky hair. His lips are pouty. His face is boyish with a few freckles. He's naturally smooth and average height. He could easily pass for 15.

Trevor is 19 (barely). He is taller with a runner's body. He is very smooth, blonde, boyish, and seems perpetually to be looking at your cock. Total dick hound. He's Will's roomie.

"Fuck, bro, does that taste good?" Trevor asks me. He's looking over in my direction while I'm still fingering him. His hole is relaxed now, more responsive. I pull out my finger and use it to spread around some of the spit inside Will's pussy.

Here, taste for yourself, I say, putting my finger in Trev's mouth. He greedily sucks my finger and devours any moisture on it. He moans loudly. His 7" cock bounces around like a few jolts of energy course through it. It's hot to watch. I pull my finger back out and stick inside of Trev again. He arches his head and back when I find the sweet spot just inside his prostrate. I push on it. He gasps. I smile even though my mouth is busy devouring Will's glory pucker.

I tease them for a few more minutes. I pull away and stand up. My cock is so hard that the mushroom head is almost red with intensity. It sticks away from me like a guided missle. Come here, I say firmly to them. They are still blindfolded so they reach cautiously around them. They turn around slowly and approach the edge of the bed. On all fours their heads are the perfect height. I take my cock and slap it's rigidity against their faces. The thwack snaps sharply in the hotel room. Trev instantly smiles and opens his mouth, blindly trying to find the manmeat. Will greedily opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. I place the rigid flesh on his tongue. He opens wider and my cock disappears past his lips. Not to be outdone Trev sticks out his tongue and moves closer to Will. While Will sucks eagerly Trev licks what little shaft is still exposed. Both of them try to work in concert. It's a bit clumsy but hot. Trev sniffs around like a hungry puppy, trying to get some of daddy's cream. Will won't give up the cock. Occasionally he'll pull back enough and both of them will take a side of my shaft. Their tongues move quickly, as if I'll pull away at any second. They're moaning like sluts now. My cock is a rigid dripping mess. I thrust back and forth between their lips. Their hands rub my legs. They take turns now, alternating and sharing. I try to push past their teeth and hit the back of their throats. They gag frequently. When I pull away huge streams of juice follows with me. I push into the throat of the other, spit and all. It makes for great lube. I pull back completely. Both are still gagging and breathing heavily. Their lips quiver a bit (so hot!) and their faces are red. Their blindfolds are wet and sloppy. 

Get on your backs. Lean your heads over the side of the bed, I say.

They both attempt to turn around while blindfolded. They reach with their hands, trying to avoid a collision. It's clumsy. And cute. They both lie back, their heads hanging over the edge of the cheap bedspread. Their faces are still plastered with spit. Will licks his lips, tasting the spit. I am viciously hard, wondering if I can get my cock down their throats without causing damage to myself. I slap my manmeat against Trev's lips. He opens them wide. He moans and gags repeatedly as I orally assault him. I push as far in as I can before he starts choking. I pull out when his body begins to twist. A wave of stomach juice follows my cock. He gasps as it slides down his face. He smiles.

"Sorry." He says simply and giggles.

"Give it to me," Will says greedily.

I pull away and let Will suck right down his velvet throat. The length of my cock disappears and feels like it's stretching the boy's tonsils. He moans but does not gag. His lips push against my pubic. I am entirely in this boy's mouth. I pull back and push in. I vary the thrust and the speed. He takes it all. Trev listens to the moaning. He is rock hard but does not touch himself. Will's hard shaft lays against his stomach. I face fuck the kid for a few minutes. I feel the familiar burn but pull away before it gets too intense.

Get on your backs.


Both of them obediently get on their backs. They raise their legs immediately, like the greedy pussyboys they are. I spit in my hand and slick the length of my cock. I slap it against their boycunts. The thwack of the slap is loud. They moan and wiggle their bodies as I do this. Trev licks his lips. I slip inside Will first. His mouth opens up with a loud gasp as I push deep inside his pussy. I start slowly, making him feel every inch of rock hard flesh. His breathing speeds up. It's louder. I vary my speed but am sooner moving faster. I have his legs in the air, holding them by his ankles. He is moaning louder: "ah fuck yah! breed me, X. breed this pussyboy." Trev holds his legs in the air. His cock is swelling and flops around. He continues to lick his lips. It's a turn-on, for sure. Will's voice is like a boy's. He wants to touch his cock but I push his hand away every time he tries. My dick is rigid and swelling. I pull out quickly and move over to Trev. Grabbing his ankles I push slowly into his pussy, slower than I did with Will. I want Trev to totally feel every inch as his pussy gets destroyed. He screams and then bites his lower lips. I move much too slow but I enjoy watching him turn into a cum-addicted boyslut. Over several minutes I move deeply into him. His boypucker opens up easily, the flesh a wet mess. Over time he opens his mouth and licks his lips again. He is breathing hard and smiling. I move faster now. His pussy is a sopping mess, the spit dripping out loosely and down my balls. Will holds his legs in the air. He looks over towards Trev even though they are both still blindfolded. Trev is whimpering now.

"Does it feel good, bro?" Will whispers.

"Fuck ya man." Trev manages to reply in-between my thrusts. I move faster now, the slap of my balls very loud against his smooth crotch. I start to feel the burn. I slow down. A few more thrusts and I pull out. I alternate back and forth between them for the next half hour. They moan and listen to one another. Each time I push in opens them up. They hold each others hand at some point, like scared brothers enduring a ritual. I try desperately to hold back my first load but each minute causes more burn. I can feel the wave of cum building up. Each thrust like a body of water trying to break through. I want both of them to taste it. Finally, when I am in Will, I fuck him wildly. His body bucks like a doll. The sweat on my body is dripping furiously. I can't stop; couldn't stop it. My butt tightens up and I feel the familiar burn. You ready for my cum, pussyboy, I manage to say.

"Yes. Fuck ya, give it to me. Need it bro."

Trev mouth pouts. "Nah don't do it, X. I need some too."

I push a few more times and soon I was pushing so much cum into little Will's boyhole that I could feel it coating the head of my cock. The slippery juice is thick as it rolls past the lining of his pussy. It moves away from me. I stay inside of him for a minute and then pull out slowly. Thick lines of dickseed trail out with me. I grab Trev by his hand and pull him up. I push him on to his knees and slap my cock against his face. He smiles and opens his mouth. Clean it up, slut, I say firmly. He swirls my cock like a piece of candy, greedily devouring whatever remnants are leftover. He sucks harder. My cock is still a rigid mess. Will is groaning: "fuck, bro, that was a lot." I grab Trev by his hair and guide his face over towards Will's pussyhole. There is plenty of heat coming off of the soft flesh. I move his face to the hole and Trev instantly pushes his tongue inside, darting it like an animal searching for food. Trev manages to lap up some thick drops of mancum. He holds them on his tongue and shows me before he swallows them. He smiles and dives back in. Will moans some more. His boyhole beats like a heart.

Over the next 6 hours I use them in a variety of ways. I keep them blindfolded. I fuck Will 3 times in a row while Trev has to listen. Trev and I take a shower and he gets a thick load. I pull a double-headed dildo out and let them rape each other while I rest and watch. They are unpracticed but eager and energetic. With time they will become pros. I lie back and let them both suck and service my cock. They are soon rewarded with a nice load to share between them. When we rest they lie on either side of me. Trev snores a bit like me while Will likes to cuddle next to me. When we aren't fucking I have thick black buttplugs inside of them: I don't want the cum leaking out. Trev is often the first to wake up and want more. He climbs on top of me and rides me like a bitch in heat. Will will move around slowly at first. As Trev rides me in a reverse cowboy Will moves down and bathes my balls. I rarely last very long doing that. With each load I deposit in one boy I give the other a chance to eat it out. They both do it happily.

Updates updates updates

Sorry for the extended silence--again. Got pulled out of town on extended business last minute. Sucks but it's the price of the job. Will start posting again after the new year. Promise.

Jake: I am STILL getting tons of comments regarding this pussy flake. In fact, so many that I finally just shut the comments section off entirely. I just didn't have the time to go through and approve hundreds (literally) of comments. He really inspired your guys. BUT the good news: I have received two pieces of media over the past few weeks that I sent out as an early Xmas gift via the mailing list. 1) a tape of him getting fucked and used like the bitch toy he is (so much for all of his fake denials and protestations). I don't know many of the details but it is a great piece of evidence that Jake is just the d-bag everyone thinks he is. 2) Jake's ex-boyfriend got a hold of me and we had a very interesting telephone conversation. All of you who got a copy can hear the details for yourself but I got a fucking kick out of listening to him describe Jake in colorful detail: "wannabe", "poser", and "whiner" got used multiple times. I also got a fuckin hard-on when he said that sex with Jake was "boring" and "lame."

Merry xmas.

the friendly skies

The layover in Chicago was a few hours. Midway was busier than I remember. The people hurried up and down the long terminals. I was in no hurry. I had time to kill. I always make it a habit to find my gate, check that the info is current, and then find something to do. The food is horrible at airports--something I try desperately to avoid. Finding a somewhat healthy choice is a chore. So, I'm prone to wander until something catches my eye.

That happened a few gates down from where I was. He stands looking at the Arrival/Departure screens. He's short, young, cute, dark hair, nice full lips; similar to this boy. His backpack is slung over his shoulder. He looks scared. I walk towards him. As I approach he looks at me. His stare take a millisecond longer than it would for a straight boy. I smile casually at him and look at the screen. For a few seconds I can tell he's trying to look at me without being obvious. I have great peripheral vision. When I'm done I turn around and look right at him. You're very cute, I say and walk away.

I walk further down the terminal, towards the people movers. I stop near another pair of screens and turn around. He is trying to be subtle but not doing a very good job. He's walking and texting at the same time but his eyes keeping darting upwards to look at me. I chuckle. The kid is goofy. I walk some more, down towards the end of the terminal that appears closed. I turn into the restroom and wash my hands. On cue, the boy walks in. He looks at me and smiles sweetly. The restroom (thankfully!) are empty and have the big stalls where the walls are full length. I dry my hands and walk into one. I leave the door cracked a bit. He stares at it through his mirror at the sink. He turns around and quickly walks into the stall before anyone could see him. When the door is locked I pull him harshly to me and kiss him deeply. He is inexperienced, clumsy. It's a bit of a turn on. He tries harder, anyway. I pull away and unbutton my pants. I motion for him to take his clothes off. He puts his backpack down. I shake my head and point at his clothes. He shakes his head. I pull him closer again. If you don't get completely naked I'm going to tell security you followed me in here and exposed yourself. They have you on tape.

His eyes get bigger and he shakes his head. I shrug and begin to pull my pants up. He stops me and looks around, as if the walls were invisible. He pulls his shirt off. He kicks his shoes off and gets his pants off quickly. He is completely hairless. My cock springs to life. I lean back towards the toilet. He gets on his knees and sniffs my cock for a few seconds. The boy wants to remember this, for sure. He sticks his tongue out and licks my balls. My dick is rigid as hell now. He traces the shaft with his tongue. I can see the spit forming in his mouth, his tongue now a slick rag. He opens wider and swallows all of me. It's a jolt and my cock swells even wider. He expertly sucks me. This shy boy turns into a master cocksucker. His hands massage my thighs and his mouth maintains complete focus on my manmeat. He moans a few times but keeps quiet. I wish he would moan loudly but don't want to get caught. He switches between complete cocksucking and worshipping my balls. By now my cock is a wet mess and his face is slick with spit. I can feel the warmth. I grab my cock and stroke it evenly. He smiles and opens his mouth. I push him back on to it. He swallows it and gags. It echoes sinisterly in the tiled room. When he pulls back nice thick streams of stomach juice connect us. I'm getting close. He licks the shaft. My balls tighten up. I grab the back of his head. He opens his mouth widely and I aim my piss slit towards his tongue. With a few more strokes my mushroom head vibrates and a huge jetstream of pure white shoots on to his tongue. A few more strokes and I push some more into his mouth. His blinks rapidly and I still have him by the scruff of his neck. There is a lot of residual and I watch it drips effortlessly straight into his throat. When I'm empty I take my cockhead and push it around his thick lips a few times. I slap it against his face. I want someone outside to hear me orally using this kid. He kisses my balls and smiles. We get up quietly and dress. When I am done I motion for him to wait behind. I walk out. There is someone coming in. And then another. And then a few more. We just missed the rush.

He follows me out a few seconds later. We walk separately back through the terminal. I stop at the McDonalds and order a Coke. My throat is dry. Airports are notoriously dry and stuffy. I watch him walk past me and back to the terminal screens. The tall man with the woman next to him turns quickly towards the boy and begins speaking excitedly. He gestures with his hands. Over the din of the terminal I can hear the man speaking in French. The boy just stands there.


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The frat boy is on all fours on my bed. His buddies are downstairs closing down the bar. He's in my room getting his boyhole used and abused. I love the idea of his buddies not knowing where he is, what he's doing, what he's all about. I like boys who have secrets. It's easier to use them when they do. He's barely 18, looks like a pledge. Typical blonde-haired, blue-eyed Midwestern boy.

He's gotten 3 of my loads and I'm working on my fourth. I have him blindfolded and screaming for more dick. With presence of mind I reach over and grab my phone. I shove my cock back inside of him and make him my bitch.

This says it better than I ever could.


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(more to follow later)

happy boy again

Had a wild time on my business trip. Will post more about that at a later date.


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In the dressing room Timmy is blindfolded and choking on my fat cock. I have to be careful not to overload his mouth. He's very verbal when he's inhaling my cock. Don't want the floor supervisor busting in and seeing me orally raping this kid. He kneels in front of me, completely naked except for the new Vans he bought last week. There's a lot of spit that coats my cock and it drips easily on to the cheap carpet. This kid is in heaven. He chokes loudly several times and smiles easily. He takes his time. He's starting to moan and I have to keep him calm, despite my love for hearing a boy moaning while he swallows me. I hold the back of his head firmly, guiding him while he worships my dick. He's been going for about 10 mins. The clothes we brought in here lie strewn on the floor. Another few minutes and we'll attract some suspicion. His tongue flicks easily in his mouth, sliding underneath my shaft as his mouth unhinges and he deep throats me. I close my eyes and lean back. The cheap plank of wood that acts as a bench won't hold me much longer. My cock is rock hard. I feel the blood sharpening it to a hard shaft. Timmy craves it like a puppy dog. He swallows more of it. The tip reaches the back of his throat. He holds it as long as he can before he chokes and a sheet of thick white spit pours out of his mouth. I grab my meat and stroke it gently before I guide his head back on to it. He sucks it and I feel the burn in my balls. He moans quietly and rubs my thighs with his hands. I look at the blindfold. I love it. I take a deep breath and when I can't hold it any more I feel the thick dickjuice pulsate from my balls into his mouth. He sucks harder, like a baby finally rewarded with mother's milk. My breathing is harder. I'm afraid someone is standing right outside with a security guard in tow. Timmy pulls back and opens his mouth. He's saved the cum and it forms a thick pool in the oval of his mouth. He closes his mouth and swallows it eagerly.

I remove his blindfold and we dress quickly. I grab the clothes we supposedly were trying on and we walk casually back on to the sales floor. When I'm certain no one is watching we thumb through the clothes. He picks out the ones he wants. With my approval we pay for them and walk out into the mall. He needs some more shoes. I want him to get some more Vans and some low-top Converse. In the Vans store he walks over to the shoes. We could easily be a father and son out shopping. He picks out a few pairs he thinks I'll like. I like 3 of the four. He tries these and these and these on. Each time he puts on the shoes he walks out and shows me, like a boy seeking approval. With the high tops he wears some tube socks pushed down until they reach the tops. With the low-tops he wears no socks. I feel the stirring in my pants. He's way too hot to just fill with one load. He'll need some more cum. I pay for the shoes and we walk out. By now we have several bags of clothes. We pass the Converse store. He looks at me and I just continue walking. We find the restrooms down the long dark corridor near the center of the mall. Inside there are a dozen stalls and one bigger stall for handicapped accessibility. There are only two guys in there. I walk straight for the handicapped stall. He follows me in quickly. I set the bags down and am instantly on him. I push him against the wall and kiss him deeply. He responds like an animal. Our kissing lessons have paid off. He's more pro now, with the eagerness of an amateur.

I pull his shirt off and he's out of his jeans in 6 seconds. He puts his Vans back on. He kneels down and sucks my cock for a few minutes. I feel it stiffening to an obscene length. I pull him up and turn him around, face against the wall. My cock is leaking spit and pre-cum. I gently pull the black butt plug that has been guarding his boyhole out. It releases his pucker with a slight sound. He gasps. I slap the manmeat against his unbelievably smooth ass. He gasps some more. I slowly slip the head of my cock inside his pussy. I move it around in a circle. I want him to feel it. I slide it in slowly, inch-by-inch. His body tightens up. He gasps louder. He's getting it all. When all 7.5 inches are inside of him I pump him savagely. It's a good thing he's wearing his shoes--he might slip on the slick floor. I grab him by the hair and pull his head back. I'm dicking his sweet boypussy like a wild animal. His legs are spread wide and I hear him breathing hard. His pussy softens up. It feels like heaven with every stroke I lay into him. The spit keeps him wet. I feel my pulse in my head. It's agony to hold back my load. I want to prolong this for hours but can't. I feel the last load I gave him. All of this swirls in my head and when I feel the heat in my groin I let it go. Streams of hot cum shoot deep inside of him. I want him to feel it in his stomach. He's gasping more. I know he wants to cry out. I don't know if anyone is listening. It'd be hot if they were. I take my time slowing down. I'm still rigid as a missle. I want to pump more into him. I pull his head back towards me and kiss him on the lips.

When I am finally limp I slide out of him. Cum streams freely out of his pink boyhole and down his leg. He chuckles and pulls his pants on. When we are dressed I casually crack the door. There are A LOT of guys in the restroom. A few are waiting for an empty stall. I look at him and whisper follow my lead. He nods nervously. I switch some of the bags to my right hand and grab his arm by my left hand. I slowly walk out of the stall. It's ok, take your time, I say confidently. Just go at your pace. Timmy shuffles along and holds on to my arm firmly. He looks straight ahead. Damn this kid is good.

When we are clear of the restroom and the stares of the confused patrons we smile at each other and continue shuffling down the long dark corridor until we reach the overexposed, well-lit atrium in the mall. We sit down on one of the benches and rest for a second. He chuckles again and leans over to whisper in my ear.

I love you, X. I'll do anything for you now.

Jake Update Part II

Let me just say the shit I've been reviewing from my Confidential Informants is powerful. And potentially devastating for this kid.

I'm meeting with his ex-boyfriend this week.

Hooking up with Timmy tonight. This kid is horned!

Jake update

Sorry for the delay. Literally got called away on a last minute business trip.

Have been in contact with a few guys who have some serious background tidbits about Jake. They dropped me a line and gave me a sampling of what they had. It's some good shit, I'll admit. They claim to have pix, vids, emails, voice-mails, texts, etc. I'm going to review everything they have for authenticity. I may be an asshole but I don't spread lies or falsehoods about someone. If all of this pans out you can bet I will publish it.

On a similar note, a guy claiming to be Jake's ex contacted me. Wants to meet. We'll see.

Gonna try and see Timmy tonight. He's been texting me non-stop since our last encounter. Says he's seriously addicted to me now and wants to be my boyslave. I'm seriously jet-lagged but his ass just screams for attention.

housecleaning

Just an FYI...

The links I have to other blogs ("faves") get updated periodically. If you haven't posted something in the last 60 days then I delete the link. No sense re-directing a reader to a ghost-town blog. That's like having a billboard up for a movie that left the theatres 2 years ago. If you want to be linked let me know. I'll check you out.

happy boy

Received this email this morning from Timmy. I gave him an assignment to complete before we hooked up again tomorrow.

Dad:


Just have to say how fukin hot!!!! it was to be with you yesterday. My ass is extremely sore and my pussy is red but it feels empty. I miss u. 


I though alottt about you last night. My family went out to dinner and I had to go which sux but I thought about u the whole time. I had my black butt plug inside of me when we went. I went into the bathroom and played with my pussy a bit before we ate. it felt REALLLLY good but not as good as when you played with it. 


Like u asked my friend's bro started feeding me cock when I was 15. Hes a really hot guy (not like u tho). He lives in SD now. He does porn now and I like jerkin to his movies. When he comes home to visit he'll call me and make me come over. He likes to facefuck me for a while and then fuck me from behind. I love bein dicked and called all sorts of names. Hes not very verbal. Sux. 1 time he made me come over and he blindfolded me and had a few of his friends fuck me. It was SOOOOOO hot. i never saw them. i could just hear them laughing and syain "fuck yeah" when they came in my ass. I was 16. 


I miss U daddy and cant wait to see you tomorrow. 


love ya,


timmy

I really dig it when a boy is obedient and responsive.