update

A texts me last night. Says he needs to back away for a while. He wants to give counseling a chance with his b/f. Says he really (his italics) loves being with me but owes his b/f a chance. I give it 2 weeks before he's calling me again.

Chris might move back to Wisconsin. The combination of family matters and a poor economy here in So Cal have taken their toll on him. He says he'll let me know in a few days what's going on. I might see him tonight.

Cory texts me this morning. He's been on vacation the past few weeks with his b/f. Says he's horned like hell and wants to take on a few guys at a time. I might call him later.

Erik leaves last night after I face fucked him for a few hours. He looks tired but still smiles brightly as I walk him to the door. With skateboard in hand he tells me he wants to see me again soon. Wants to spend the weekend with me. Don't know how I'll manage that. It will require a little more planning.

Haven't heard from Hollywood and, frankly, don't expect to. Famous people have very short-term memories. Despite the absolute hot-ness of the occasion I doubt he'll contact me.

Justin has mid-terms this week. I hear him arguing with his b/f last night. We've texted a few times but always missed each other. I'll text him in a few minutes. He's the kind of boy who will drop everything for a good deep dicking.

umbilical

A texted me this morning. He wants to see me but he's "grounded." B/f went ballistic when I dropped him off last time, smelling of sweat and cum. He and A are going to couple's counseling. What a waste. A will be texting me within a day, looking for cock.

Erik texts me every couple of hours. I think the boy's in love. Tells me he wants to spend a weekend with me. Think I can arrange that.

Chris is out of commission for a few weeks. Has to go back to Wisconsin to take care of some family issues. I'll miss fucking his mouth.

Got a text from Cory this morning. Tells me he'll be running errands and wants to know if he can stop by. I think for a second and a plan forms. I text Justin. He's awake and horny. I tell both of them to come by asap. Justin, of course, simply jumps in the shower and walks next door. He is smiling. I kiss him deeply and strip him naked. I take him to the bedroom. I put him on all fours and blindfold him. I wrap another blue handkerchief around his right thigh. I pull the plastic container from underneath my bed. I choose a medium sized black buttplug. Slick, I insert it into his boyhole. He wiggles his ass for me. I spank it lightly, a loud thwack echoing in the room.

Wait here, boystud, I whisper into his ear when there is a knock at the door. I open it. Cory smiles. He walks in and his clothes are soon a pile on the floor next to Justin's. We kiss deeply. His cock springs to life and he gropes me through my clothes. I lead him into the bedroom. He sees Justin on the bed. He smiles at me. We kiss deeply again, moaning for pure effect. Justin's cock springs to life, too. Huge drops of thick pre-cum ooze from his dick on to my bedcover. I lead Cory over to the bed and position him so that he is on all fours and facing Justin. In a minute he, too, is blindfolded with another thick black buttplug inserted into his boyhole. They both giggle a bit. On their own though they begin kissing. They open their mouths and explore each other's mouths with their tongues. They get a rhythm going. Spit begins covering their lips and they fight for dominance over who will be kissing whom. While they do this I remove a large black double-headed dildo from the plastic box. It is thick and long. It is my favorite. I pour some lube on it and slowly stroke it. I cover it until the black skin is shiny in the daylight. The boys continue making out. My cock stands rigidly against my sweat shorts.

When I am ready I set the dildo down. I smack Cory on the ass. He jumps a little and giggles. I guide him around so that his mouth is near the edge of the bed and his boyhole is in Justin's face. "Start eating, Justin," I say. Cory backs up slightly and Justin plants his tongue directly into Cory's boypussy. I watch for a few minutes and then nudge Cory's mouth with the tip of my cock. He opens wide and completely swallows my manmeat. He moans loudly which gets Justin even more worked up. Justin grabs Cory's ass with his hands and burrows deeper with his tongue. Cory moans more and gets my cock dripping wet. Long strands of spit spill out of his mouth. I catch some of them and lube my cock with it as Cory bathes my balls in his mouth.

When both of them are leaking pre-cum like a faucet I pull away from Cory. I guide Justin around so that both of their butts are backed against each other. I chuckle as I get them to both bark like dogs for a few minutes. They try their best and end up giggling like school boys. I back them away a bit and slowly insert each end of the dildo into their boyholes. Cory is tighter than Justin but just as eager. Justin takes it like a true slut. When I get it inside Cory he gasps audibly. Slowly the boys work it inside of them until most of the slithering beast has disappeared into their boycunts. They push back on to it, their asses bumping frequently. Cory begins breathing heavily and Justin moans like a slut. In time they both moan loudly. They push deeper on to the dildo. At times it will slip out of one boyhole and the other will pick up the slack. Its thickness stretches them. The grease turns their pussies into a sloppy mess. I walk around to Justin's mouth and push my cock inside. He greedily sucks on it. They continue to fuck each other while Justin vaccumms my cock. He licks the piss slit slowly. He explores the shaft.

"Uhhhhhh I'm getting close," Cory moans.

Me, too, Justin whispers, his mouth full of cock. I smile and pull out. I stroke slowly but carefully, trying not to shoot too soon. The boys bang away, the dildo plunging in and out, making sweet sucking sounds. Cory jerks away at his cock. He moans loudly and lets loose with a hot thick load that dripped slowly on to the sheets.

"Fuckin hot, boy," I say confidently. I scoop up some of the cum. I move to Justin and let him lick it off my fingers. He lets go of a loud cry and his cock spits out 6 HUGE thick loads--all without ever having touched his dick. He continues licking my fingers. I stroke my cock and get close. "Come here, boys," I command. They move quickly, the dildo sliding easily from their loose sloppy holes. They eagerly put their mouths near my cock. When I shoot I aim for the space between their mouths. I shoot hot thick loads that cover their faces. Several shots end up in Justin's eager mouth. Cory slurps up the common jizz between them. They lick the remnants off my red throbbing cock. They are still blindfolded.

When they have cleaned off my cock I lie back on the bed. Like good boys they lie next to me; one on either side of me. They lay their heads down on my thighs. I caress the backs of their necks, telling them how good boysluts they were. They giggle again.

Thank you, they say in unison.

I'm not kidding.

je suis fatigue

Very tired from this past weekend. Taking the day off and catching up on sleep and magazines.

Erik called this morning and says he wants to get together "soon!" (his emphasis). Says he woke up hard this morning thinking about me.

A called and said his b/f was out of his mind pissed when he came home and saw A. They got in a big fight and broke up. A is giggling as he tells me this.

Justin calls and says his b/f suspects there is something going on between Justin and me. Maybe I should show him the tape. Justin says he doesn't know what to do but he wants my cock again.

Chris texts and wants to know when his next feeding is.

I'm tired.

end of the long weekend

He smells of cum, sweat, and lube. When I walk in he's pulling his underwear on. He moves slowly. He looks tired. The fabric in the back is immediately soaked. He smiles weakly at me.

"Your boy was a hit, X. Everyone loved him."

"How many loads did he get?"

K chuckles and shakes his head. "Shit man I lost count after 20. It's all on the disk. I send it to you." He walks over to the desk and pushes a few buttons on the keyboard. "J and F want to know if you'd bring him by next weekend. They want him to themselves."

"I'll see. Not sure of our schedule." To be honest I don't like J and F. They fuck well but they're losers. I don't want A alone with them. I'll make up an excuse to back out. A finishes dressing and walks over to me. He hugs. I love you, he whispers in my ear. He needs a long hot shower and a day of rest. I grab him by the hand and we walk out. He walks slowly. When we get to the car he sits back and closes his eyes. He is asleep before I start the car. I drive silently back to his place. When we arrive I shake him awake. He is completely disoriented. There are no cars in the driveway.

"Hey your home," I say quietly.

"Ok." He grabs his backpack and stumbles out the car. He gets to the front porch and just sits down. I know he's not going to make it inside. I park the car and hurry up to him. I open his backpack and find his keys. I open the door, careful to listen for any noises. I pull him up and lead him to the bedroom. The house is hot. I undress him and push him on to the bed. He's on his own now. He'll have to explain why he smells like sex without me. As I walk down the hallway I see the pictures on the wall. Those of A and his b/f in various locales, backgrounds, etc. They sometimes smile but often times not. Just caught in an instantenous pose. His b/f looks older. Bigger than A, like me. Total pelon. I smile at the thought of A waking up and having to explain to his boyfriend where he's been and why he smells like cum.

the long weekend, part 3

Back at my place I boot the computer and enter the URL for the webcam at K's place. Soon, I see a clear video of A once again on his hands and knees, blindfolded, taking cock from both ends. He is trying to scream but the presence of 2 cocks in his mouth makes the sound more of a muffled cry. The camera swivels and I see that there are also 2 cocks inside his boypussy. 2 very large cocks. My boy has 4 cocks inside of him! It is hard to see the tops but from the sound of it they are all enjoying their time. The largest guy there is built like me, same facial hair, and a very long thick 10". He stands on the other side of A, slowly stroking his meat until it is his time to breed A. He stares like a predator. A man after my own heart.

I reach down and dial the number. I hear the phone ringing next door.

"Hey," Justin says quietly.

"You free?"

"Mmmmmm maybe. B/f is in the next room sleeping but he'll be up soon."

"Wanna come over and get your pussy bred?"

"Fuck," he says quietly. "Yeah I want it but not sure if this is the right time."

"Get over here right now or I'm gonna come knock on the door."

"No no no. Just give me a few, k?" He hangs up. I open the bottom drawer and remove my video cam. I check the batteries and then set it up on the middle shelf in my living room. It's got the right angle. I turn it on and gently set it behind a couple of books so that it is obscured. I walk over to the laptop and make sure the volume is at the appropriate level.

He knocks on the door. I open it and he rushes in. He's wearing a pair of board shorts, t-shirt, and flip flops. I pull him towards me. I kiss him deeply for a few minutes. I explore his mouth, our tongues a tangled wet mess of flesh. In an instant I have his shirt off and he's unbuttoning his shorts. When he is naked I lead him to the couch. I remove my clothes and sit back. He opens his mouth and swallows my rigid cock. He licks the head and traces the shaft with the tip of his tongue. He makes sure to look deeply into my eyes. For the next few minutes he makes my cock his only focus. He works with the skill of an masseur tracing his client's tan lines. His gag reflex is minimal, expertly swallowing my cock until it disappears down the tunnel of his throat. His moaning is louder.

"What's that?" he says, taking his mouth off of my cock, a large string of spit still connecting us.

I smile and gesture over towards the laptop. "That's one of my boys being worked over."

"What?" The look in his eyes is pure excitement. "Really?"

I nod. "He's being gangfucked right now at a buddy's house."

Fuuuuuck, he says quietly. He continues sucking me for a few more minutes. "Can I see?"

I stand up, more strands of saliva dripping from my sloppy cock. I grab the laptop and place it on the table. Justin stares hynotically at the screen. He smiles and blushes. "You know them?"

"Most of them. The guy fucking him right now is my buddy K." In the video K has A straddling him in a reverse cowboy. A's cock is rockhard and bouncing up and down like a rigid propeller. A is screaming very loudly as K's very thick 8 plunges in and out of his boycunt. K's cock is very shiny with lube and spit, a nice contrast to the tan of his A's crotch. The others stand around and cheer him on, stroking their own meat until they get a chance to impregate A again.

"This is soooooo hot, X."

"One of these days I'm gonna set you up like that, too."

"Really?" It's more question. He kisses me and as A continues to scream Justin becomes more excited. He likes the idea of me whoring one of my boys out. And of him becoming one of my boys. His mouth his eager and his cock sits like a piece of pipe against my stomach. I reach for the bottle of lube and amply stroke my cock with the gel. Justin starts to straddle me but I turn him around in an imitation of A's reverse cowboy. He is soon impaled on my rockhard meat. He fights to restrain his moaning. Soon, we establish a very erotic rhythm and he is riding me like a precision engine. His boyhole loosens up. The pucker is a perfect oval that clamps over my cockhead. I encourage his moaning by pulling on his hair as he rides me.

"You like that you little bitch? You like being my little pussy bitch? You like taking my cock?"

Yessssssssss, he shouts. The sound echoes in the room and, no doubt, through the walls. I hold on to his hips and pull him so that he is thoroughly impaled. He gasps at the sudden stop. I push him off of me. A large strand of lube trails out of his boyhole and on to my cock. I push him on to all fours on the couch. From behind I grab his hips and pull him towards me. I plow him with an animal frenzy. With every stroke his boyhole becomes more sloppy and looser. I pull his head back by his hair. I look directly into the hidden camera, making sure his face is front and center. His moans are more pronounced. His breathing is very hard. I can feel the white hot burn in my balls. I fuck faster and faster. Soon I grit my teeth and with one last thrust I cry out. Huge ropey loads exit my cock and flood his insides. His boyhole becomes a sloppy mess. My cock squishes in and out. I continue my thrusts and more cum shoots out. I lose count of how many shots I give him.

Before I lose my hard-on I pull out. I put him on his knees near the table. My cock is a dripping mess. I wipe it all over his face. He opens his mouth and begins ritually cleaning it. His tongue collects the dripping white and lets it slide down his tongue into his eager throat. He moans more and continues licking me until all the white is gone. My cock is still pretty hard. He looks up at me. I let a big drop of spit leave my mouth and into his open mouth. I pull him up and turn him around so he is facing the camera head on. I force his cheeks open and slip in again. He gasps.

"Fuck, X, you gonna breed me like your boys? I wanna be like him." He points towards A, who is currently on his knees and receiving a few showers of cum on his face. I wrap my hands around Justin's forehead and pull his head back until his face is completely to the camera. I pump him quickly. In a few minutes I am gritting again and I let loose another few loads inside of him. His back is a dripping mess when I pull out. He kneels again and cleans me off. When he is done I kiss him deeply again. He looks down at A, who is sucking 2 cocks at once.

"I wanna be him," he says, pointing.

"Don't worry you will be."

He gets dressed and then opens the door carefully. He disappears outside. I hear his door shut. Within 10 seconds I hear the water running in the shower. I look over at the camera. I smile and wink.

the long weekend, part 2

When A wakes up he is horny. I am lying next to him. He sniffs around my crotch, gently licking the outline of my cock through my boxer briefs. He takes a mouth full of fabric, taking my cock with it. I get hard but only allow him a few minutes of play time before I push him away. He has a lot ahead of him tonight. He lies on his back. I remove his underwear. His cock is rock hard and his balls are a bright red from the string that still ties them together. I gently untie the string and remove it. He gasps loudly and exhales. The color returns shortly. I turn him over. The black circle of the buttplug protrudes like an alien limb out of his ass. I grab a hold of it. Breathe regularly, I say. He takes a deep breath and I slowly remove the black tool. It exits with a loud pop that makes me smile. His boycunt is a pink mess. There is still cum leaking out of him from the loads he got last night. The pink eye quivers. I know it's hungry.

I slap his ass and he gets up. His body is tall and lanky, not a hair visible on his smooth tan skin. His cock stands rigidly in front of him. A few drops of pre-cum drip on to the floor. He smiles at me. I grab him by the hand and lead him to the shower. He gets in and begins cleaning himself everywhere. I walk to the living room and make a few phone calls. Everyone is available and ready. Good, I say into the phone.

* * * * *

When he is dry, he walks to me. I grab his balls and tie them back up. His cock stiffens in my hand. He bends over and I insert the black butt plug back inside. He stiffens again. He stands up. I select another pair of these, his black chucks, and a tight white t-shirt. Thats it. When we are ready, we walk out to my car. A guy from next door stares out of his window at the half-naked boy by my side. We drive off. In a few short blocks I pull up to the apartment. A gets out and walks confidently upstairs to 302. Before I knock I pull out the familiar blue handkerchief. He smiles and I pull it tightly across his eyes. His cock is rock hard. So is mine. I knock. K answers. He smiles brightly and shakes my hand. He grabs the kid by the band of his underwear and pulls him inside. I walk in, too. In addition to K, J, & F, there are 6 other guys standing around in various states of undress. K pushes A to his knees in the middle of the room. There are 3 cameras set up. 2 on tripods in different parts of the room. One of the other guys has a hand-held in his hands. Belts start unclasping. Soon, they all surround my boy and begin slapping their cocks against his smooth cheeks. He opens his mouth and a phalanx of cock invades his mouth. He starts gurgling and drooling again.

"We'll have it up on webcam in a few," K says. He slaps me on the back and shakes his head.

Good, I say and then turn around. As the door shuts I can hear A moaning like a bitch in heat.

the long weekend, part 1

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in progress

Haven't forgotten about Erik. We got together on Saturday. Still putting that post together. I want to be exact in my words. He's worth telling about.

A calls me yesterday and wants to get together. He asks about another group. He wants to put on a show for me. Says he wants to be my boyslut. Been thinking about whoring him out.

Justin gets back into town tonight. We'll see if he calls. He's been texting me pretty hard. He also wants to be my boyslut. Says he doesn't want any other cock but mine.

We'll see.

* * * * *

Got some viewers who have been asking for more details about me. I like to keep it discreet. Too many details lead to stalkers. Plus, in my line of work discretion is the number 1 rule. I like being able to move around in anonymity, free from prying eyes and curious on-lookers.

BUT, realizing that some sanitized bio information is needed, here is my offering:

I am late 30s, tall (over 6'), beefy muscular (think Russell Crowe in Gladiator), facial hair, shaved head, pretty fuckin masculine, dominant, aggressive, and in total control. I'm pretty well hung and very thick. I have boys all over the US. I like loyalty, discretion, and enthusiasm. I have no problem being direct, blunt, and in someone's face if the situation demands it--ruthless.

There you have it.

next day

The rules are simple: no permanent marks, only K, J, and F are allowed to use him, and as much of it had to be documented (pics and vids). I gave them a day to use him. Plans for a whole weekend are in the works but best to test it out first.

At precisely 6:00pm I pull up to the apartment. I walk to 302 and knock. Come in, the voice says. I open the door. A is on all fours, blindfolded and naked. J is pounding him at a furious rate while F slides his fat cock slowly in/out of A's mouth. K circles the action with his video cam. You're early, he says casually. I say nothing. I watch as J grabs a hold of A's hips and pounds away like a demon. F continues to face-fuck, slowly, deliberately. He has his eyes closed and he occasionally licks his lips. He does his best to maintain consistency. A tries his best to keep up, his mouth full of cock and his boycunt getting destroyed. He mumbles but everytime he tries to make words F grabs the back of his head and makes him deep throat.

"How many loads?" I ask.

"Uhm, maybe 20 total," comes the reply. K seems intent on filmaking. "He got a lot last night."

I like K and his buddies because they are low-key, low maintenance, and very discreet. They don't do drugs (rare for this neighborhood), all seem to like each other, and can be counted on for loyalty. Try finding that mixture in any gay 'hood. I think not. K is built like me, just a little smaller--more lean muscle than my beefiness. He can be versatile but prefers to top. His body is nice and smooth and his cock prob 7x6. F is a skinny guy but has a huge 9" cut cock that's prob as big around. J is prob in his late 30s but looks 21 (good living I suppose). He's a total asshound (like me) and has a nice fat 8 between his legs.

A continues to mumble and the spit is totally dripping out of his mouth from the skull fucking F is giving him. J pounds away and after a few minutes J pulls out and unleashes a hot stream of pure white all over A's pink boypussy. J's pretty loud doing it, gasping for breath a few times while his dick spits up. This gets F going, who pulls out and unleashes his own bag all over A's pretty Latino face. The cum goes everywhere. A's cheeks and mouth are soon a stark white against his smooth mocha skin. I can tell K is rockhard but for some reason he remains distant.

K lets the videocam drop to his side. He looks over at me and smiles. "This kid is by far your best man. Appreciate the sharing." He takes the cam over to his desk and drops it by the laptop. "I'll have pix and vid for you in the next day, cool?"

"Definitely," is all I say. F is busy smearing his manjuice all over A's lips while J wipes himself off and then starts re-inserting the black buttplug back into A's pussy. The head pops in with an audible thwack. A winces but soon smiles. All that cum has nowhere to go now. A stands up and starts getting dressed. He winks at me. He licks his lips and stares at my crotch. His tongue is coated with F's cum.

I grab him by the hand and we head to the car. K slaps me on the shoulder and looks at me with a stare that says anytime, brother. When I pull the car away from the curb A unbuckles his seat belt and lays his head in my lap. "That was so hot, X! I love you for it!"

"Did you have fun?"

"The best! They kept me up all night. They ganged me at first for a few hours. Then they would pass me off to one another. They slept in shifts and I was always full of cock. They only time they stopped was for breakfast. They kept me blindfolded and tied up while they ate. It was fuckin awesome!"

"Good boy," I simply say. I stroke his hair gently. I can feel his breath on my legs.

"I wish you were there, though. You didn't have to leave me. I would have done anything for you."

"I know. Next time." I pull on to the freeway. In a few minutes he is sleeping, his hot breath constantly on my legs. I let him sleep as I take him home. I gently wake him up when we get there and he stumbles up the driveway. He looks back at me and waves weakily. I think I catch a glimpse of his boyfriend when he opens the door.

I wonder what he's going to tell his him when he walks in the door, reeking of sweat and manjuice.

pk

He's a preacher's kid named A. 6', thin, smooth light brown skin (not a hair on this kid's body except for his head), and the smoothest, pinkest, most responsive boypussy you ever saw. He's fond of chucks, blue jeans, and tight white briefs. The briefs hug his bubble butt like a second skin. A lot of times I'll just have him do an erotic dance wearing nothing but the briefs and chucks. The last time I saw him I:

--Ate his boypussy for 30 solid minutes in a dressing room at Gap in South Coast Plaza

--Fed his mouth with my cock at a Daily Grill restroom in Newport Beach

--Fucked him for 3 hours in my apartment, feeding him 10 loads (yeah you read that right).

Preacher's kids are an odd sort. They are either tightly wound with a seriously limited worldview. Or, they are total rebels out to distance themselves from their ministerial parents. He falls into the latter. A total boyslut with a serious taste for cock and cum.

I have a particularly strong voyeuristic and kinky streak. I like to explore, push limits, and break through narrow mindedness. I contact A last week and tell him to be ready Wednesday night (last night). I can hear the enthusiasm in his voice. It's been a while since I've seen him. I tell him to be ready at 6:30pm. I tell him what to wear. I pull up to his house. He's outside, wearing the tight white t-shirt, board shorts and black chucks. He gets in the car. He smiles brightly and reaches over to kiss me. When we part, I look directly at him: "Are the toys attached?"

His smile gets bigger. "Oh yeah," he says. "I got the plug in my ass, the cockring on, and the blue bandana around my right leg." He lifts the fabric on his right leg. The bandana is tightly tied.

"Good boy." I pull away and head back home. We chat lightly, nothing in particular. When we get back into my part of town, I pull over to an apartment building.

"Why are we here?" he asks.

"We have to make a stop first. Come on up. This might take a few minutes. Bring your backpack." He grabs the Jansport that is, no doubt, filled with toiletries and a change of underwear. We bound up the two flights of stairs. I knock on 302. The door opens and my buddy K stands in the doorway. He's muscular (like me), cute smile, slightly shorter than I am.

"Is this him?" K asks, looking at A.

"Yep," I say, also smiling. I look over at A and slap him firmly on the ass. "Have fun," I tell him.

A looks at me confused but still smiling. "Wha--" he tries to say before K pulls him inside and the door shuts. I hear K shout out to his buddies J and F. I can't hear what they are saying but from my side of the door it sounds like a lot of commotion.

By now, no doubt, A is probably having his clothes removed while a blindfold is wrapped around his eyes. I smile and head back downstairs.