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Revised and Updated Guide to Poppers

Feel the Burn with Nitro Extra Strong Aroma Poppers from the UK

Welcome to a new review of poppers from World-Aromas.com Open-New-Window-External. Over the next several weeks (as I fuck), I’ll be trying out different poppers from Europe and available for shipping worldwide from World-Aromas.com Open-New-Window-External.

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Nitro Extra

RECOMMENDED FOR INTERMEDIATES
OR ADVANCED USERS

Sometimes words like”extra” and “strong” can lure one in. It did me.

When I saw the Nitro Extra Strong Aroma, maybe I grew a little nostalgic for the old Looney Toons cartoons with the Road Runner and Coyote. Americans of a certain age has to admit they see it too in the bottle design. I wanted a little pep in my step.

With the first fuck, I didn’t get a pep in my step. I got some burn in my nose.

A recent trend emerged among aroma makers and that’s upping the intensity of the burn. It’s not in the scent, per se. Think of it like salsa. It’s not adding flavor but just adding heat.

Nitro does that. It adds heat to the fire, but there’s no extra burst of euphoria. In fact, the high remains below Amsterdam XXX Opens new window of a page on this blog. That lower intensity gives Nitro an edge for intermediate users but the burn keeps it away from the beginners.

Nitro still packs a punch and lacks the strong chemical scent one might expect. I remain impressed in that regard that the UK flavors keep some odors down to a minimum. But I just can’t be a fan of the burn. I’m sorry. For that reason, it loses and drops down to get a 3½.

three-and-a-half-stars out of five rating

How do you like Nitro Extra poppers? Rate this popper by clicking the stars rating on this page! You can also comment below and post your own review. 

Pros

Milder than many but still a good high without the chemical scent

Cons

Can provide a burning sensation in the nostrils

Where to get

iBLASTinside.com recommends you purchase Nitro Extra exclusively from World-Aromas.com Open-New-Window-External

 

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Nitro Extra (UK)

nitro-aroma

Nitro Extra

RECOMMENDED FOR INTERMEDIATES
OR ADVANCED USERS

Sometimes words like”extra” and “strong” can lure one in. It did me.

When I saw the Nitro Extra Strong Aroma, maybe I grew a little nostalgic for the old Looney Toons cartoons with the Road Runner and Coyote. Americans of a certain age has to admit they see it too in the bottle design. I wanted a little pep in my step.

With the first fuck, I didn’t get a pep in my step. I got some burn in my nose.

A recent trend emerged among aroma makers and that’s upping the intensity of the burn. It’s not in the scent, per se. Think of it like salsa. It’s not adding flavor but just adding heat.

Nitro does that. It adds heat to the fire, but there’s no extra burst of euphoria. In fact, the high remains below Amsterdam XXX Opens new window of a page on this blog. That lower intensity gives Nitro an edge for intermediate users but the burn keeps it away from the beginners.

Nitro still packs a punch and lacks the strong chemical scent one might expect. I remain impressed in that regard that the UK flavors keep some odors down to a minimum. But I just can’t be a fan of the burn. I’m sorry. For that reason, it loses and drops down to get a 3½.

three-and-a-half-stars out of five rating

How do you like Nitro Extra poppers? Rate this popper by clicking the stars rating on this page! You can also comment below and post your own review. 

Pros

Milder than many but still a good high without the chemical scent

Cons

Can provide a burning sensation in the nostrils

Where to get

iBLASTinside.com recommends you purchase Nitro Extra exclusively from World-Aromas.com Open-New-Window-External

 

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Coming Soon: New Poppers Guide and Expanded Reviews

Many features on iBLASTinside.com Opens a new window from this blog are popular, keeping a steady stream of visitors, like Gloryhole Etiquette Opens a new window from this blog, the Sleazy Guide to Atlanta Opens a new window from this blog, Guide to Bathhouses Opens a new window from this blog and the Guide to Poppers Opens a new window from this blog.

While I try to keep everything fresh as possible, updating on a regular basis, sometimes there calls for a more complete refresh. The Poppers Guide needs one. It actually has for a while, but I didn’t really have any new poppers to experiment with, especially considering one U.S. company making poppers went out of business.

World-Aromas.com Link Opens in a New Window to the rescue. I got seven poppers I’ve never tried from the U.K. company, which ships worldwide. Over the next several weeks, I’ll be sampling each of the poppers above (I’ve already tried one) and telling you what I think about them.

For all my American readers, you should consider trying out World-Aromas.com Link Opens in a New Window. I’ve always heard European poppers are the bomb but I’ve never been able to find any (and when I last traveled to Europe, it was in my pre-popper days, so I never got any while there).

Additionally, if any readers have questions regarding poppers that you’d like to see incorporated into the new guide, let me know by visiting my contact page Opens a new window from this blog or e-mailing me directly mail.

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Causes of U.S. Deaths in 2009

What’s Killing People … It’s Not Sex

“It’s good to see a DDF guy on here. There aren’t that many in Atlanta.”

His message popped up on Scruff following a common, “Hello, How are you?”

Of all the things. My profile on Scruff calls myself “healthy, non-smoker” but doesn’t really plunge that much further into the “drug and disease free” issue. As I read the guy’s profile further, he said he was looking for a man who “didn’t think monogamy was a type of wood.”

Funny.

But this fortysomething asshole was alone for a reason. He hadn’t figured out some fundamental truths.

“You, sir, need an attitude adjustment,” I replied.

“Oh,” he replied. “You must be POZ.”

“I have too much to live for than to waste my life with someone who will kill me.”

What the fuck?

“First,” I replied. “I never said what my status happened to be.”

“Second, you need to get the facts about what’s killing Americans.”

I began to cite the statistics included below here. He messaged the word, “nut” before blocking me after the first couple.

Let me tell you some truths:

Causes of U.S. Deaths in 2009

Red Bullet HIV/AIDS: 17,000
Red Bullet Heart Disease: 599,000
Red Bullet Cancer: 468,000
Red Bullet Smoking: 430,000
Red Bullet Gunshots: 298,000
Red Bullet Stroke: 129,000
Red Bullet Alcohol/Drinking: 85,000
Red Bullet Alzheimer’s Disease: 79,000
Red Bullet Diabetes: 71,300
Red Bullet Flu and Pneumonia: 53,700
Red Bullet Drugs: 38,300
Red Bullet Suicide: 34,000
Red Bullet Vehicle Accidents: 33,800
Red Bullet Murder: 15,200

Even though 100 percent of all HIV/AIDS cases are not Gays, you could attribute all 17,000 are to Gay men and assign the 10 percent to the other diseases. It’s not until after gunshots and before stroke that there’s less deaths from HIV/AIDS.

No one has an uproar over processed foods or smoking. Just consider the facts.

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Behind Dead Eyes… A Return to Breed a Third Load

Behind Dead Eyes… A Return to Breed a Third Load

The text message appeared: “I’m horny.”

Let’s admit that I did like the bottom in my entries from Behind Dead Eyes Opens a new window from this blog. Perhaps that creeped him out a little or the fact he never liked that I implied he had “dead eyes.” Instead, it’s a metaphor for the protective wall he builds around himself and that inner being.

After our time of debauchery at the bookstore Opens a new window from this blog, we’d texted a bit but not met up again.

“I am too,” I responded.

“I want cum,” he wrote.

“I’ll give you some,” I typed back.

As it turned out, I was downtown and would be glad to hit the bookstore yet again. A few more of his coy questions and my to-the-bone answers.

I had an appointment but once it was over, I wanted to fuck him. That was the only reason to drive over and pay the $11 admission. Once I admitted to having my good poppers Opens a new window from this blog, I got the green light. I made a left instead of a right and headed toward one of the best asses ever.

And I mean best asses.

It’s usual for me to really look forward to seeing someone. I’ll admit my crush on this boy. There’s chemistry there, even if he can’t admit there’s any. And we fuck well.

I arrived, whipping into a parking place. I plunged into the darkness and throbbing environment of sexual scents, Pine Sol and satellite radio.

He stood along the edge of one of the banks of booths on the basement floor, not far from the entrance. Approaching him, he spoke under his breath, “You have to act like you don’t know me.”

My anticipation fluttered a little. I missed a beat, but I recovered and made the walk upstairs to the rooms.

Within moments, he joined me.

He wore a strange combination of a stretched out tank under a button down. This flashback to the Flash Dance 1980s look seemed strange to me since I recalled the original look. Here I am in jeans and a t-shirt and he appeared so perfectly coiffed. He walked past me into a room. I followed.

He started removing his clothing immediately and I did the same, inquiring whether I should lock the door. He shrugged, a hallmark of his usual indecision. But I didn’t care.

He stripped completely naked and went to sucking my cock, getting it hard. His oral skills undeniably good. Then he crouched on the mattress, ass in the air.

As I did before, I went in for food. I ate his ass, spreading my meal wide. Oh how delicious his hole proved to be. So good! I’ve ate many asses in my day. His just perfection, just lovely, just nice. The soft hairs never wiry and adding to the opening up, never detracting from the effort to open the hole.

With a little more spit as I pushed my tongue into his pucker and deep pink, I stood and began to push my cock into him.

I’d handed him the poppers earlier and he’d been sniffing them already, but now he really snorted them as my seven inches invaded his interior.

Oh my fucking God, how his ass was so damn tight and molded perfectly around my cock. In a way, it felt as if I was pushing my cock into clay.

He moaned. I pushed. I’d pull back a little and push farther in.

Soon, I made it all the way.

I looked down to see this almost perfect hourglass shape. His smooth body. His back and upper chest wide, his waist going smaller and then that ass, the widest of all. Not fat, but perfect. And as I plunged inside it, just wonderful.

And in a way, I just hit paydirt.

Pumping in him deep once, I felt something. Oh so warm. Oh. This was a new sensation. Like I’d popped through to a new place, this warmth began to trickle down past my cockhead and tickle my balls, some dripping off and some running down my legs.

I inquired to be sure and disappointingly discovered I was the first to be fucking his ass, so all I felt was water. Knowing this bottom’s routine, I knew it was clean and nothing to worry about. No scents or anything other than the unusual sensation that enthused me a little. If only I’d been squishing around a little extra cum as well.

The door to the room opened. I’d not locked in.

In walked an older white man and not at all attractive followed by an older African American who turned out to be a little fat. I didn’t mind the audience. He urged me on, wanting to eat the cum out of the bottom’s ass after I was done.

As I fucked more, the little trickle of water turned more into a gush of water and I really enjoyed that sensation of warm water along my balls that now cooled in the air. I borrowed the poppers and took a sniff.

I fucked harder. More gusto.

“You want my load?”

“Give it to me!” he said. “Give me your load.”

The trolls agreed.

And I went into a place where my cock and the bottom’s ass  just existed together. The water now emptied out, I replaced it with my flood into his guts with my cum. I throbbed. I buried to the hilt and stood still, letting my cock deposit all my seed into his ass. I pushed it in as deep as I could and then pulled it out as his ass sealed up behind my extracting rod.

My bottom friend objected to the trolls even touching him and we kicked them out, now the festivities were over. And he turned horrified at the splattered water on the mattress, not to mention me. Even with my promise that I enjoyed it, he just couldn’t believe how much came out.

I kissed him for the first time as he began putting on his clothes. Oh, how well he kissed.

“I’ll see you later,” I said.

“You’re leaving?”

“I came here just to fuck you,” I replied.

“Really?”

“Really,” I said. “Take care.”

And I left.

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