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Does this enhance your mood?

Does Sperm Enhance Your Mood? Straight Surgeon Finds Cum Contains ‘Mood Enhancers’

A top surgeon was forced to resign from the American College of Surgeons after a controversial Valentine’s Day editorial in which he quoted a study that found women who had unprotected sex were less depressed than those who forced their male partners to rubber up, according to news reports.

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“There’s a deeper bond between men and women than St. Valentine would have suspected,” the straight surgeon concluded in his study. “And now we know there’s a better gift for that day than chocolates.”

In the study, sperm was found to contain “mood enhancers like estrone, cortisol, prolactin, oxytocin, and serotonin; a sleep enhancer, melatonin.”

I don’t know if this surgeon has talked to any gay bottoms, but I’ve found many of them so satisfied after I cum inside them, they don’t even need to cum. Now there’s scientific proof for the satisfaction the bottom feels. It’s not all about the connections between men, but there are mood enhancers in cum. I wonder if some bottom men are more sensitive to those chemicals being injected anally.

I hope I will not need to resign my post, so I thought it important to do a study as well. Please answer the following as honest as possible.

As a bottom, how do you find that your mood changes when you get sperm in your ass? As a top, how does your mood change when you inject your sperm into an ass?

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Now that there's possible scientific proof that women experience a mood enhancement when injected with sperm, do you think there's a similar mood enhancement for the bareback bottom when he is bred?

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Blatino Joe

Blatino Joe


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In the dark passages, I wandered as my eyes adjusted to the sudden lack of sunlight. I wandered upstairs finally able to focus and found half the rooms occupied. It was Wednesday — not a good day in Atlanta for action. The space didn’t have a lot of people but I still hoped against hope I’d find something worthwhile to whom I’d lose a load.

Down a narrow dead-end hallway, I started to enter when he was exiting and suddenly stopped. I stared back immediately. Shorter at five-six or or, short hair and dark, tanned skin. His ethnic appeal certainly held my gaze. As I reached the end of the short hallway, a small pocket seemed like the perfect place t pause to see if he joined me rather than continuing the stare from the entrance.

He did. Within moments, he reached out to grope my cock, which bounced to life in an instant. I unzipped and he jerked it a bit before going straight to work, sucking it with a good fever pace. But not too fast. His small stature allowed me to feel around and check his chest, with a nice dusting of hair. He didn’t react to a tweak of his nipples. His pants were athletic and it felt as if a large, snaked uncut cock were trapped and wrapped inside something. His ass, though, seemed relatively free, leading me to believe he wore a jockstrap.

He stood after a moment and went to work on his drawstring as another man joined us. This, a twenty something man of Indian or Pakistani descent. Wide chested and seemingly Americanized, my Blatino friend was between us as he freed himself and bent over to begin pleasuring the darkly tanned man, leaving his jockstrap cock in my crotch. I lifted his shirt to see the band across his smooth, dark skin read, “Joe Boxer.” I reached down to his hole, finding it already lubed and wet. No invitation needed.

I lined my cock head up and pushed. He pushed back and I entered. Obviously, I wasn’t the first cock in him this day. He sucked and I fucked, spit-roasting the Blatino pig. I reached up to my fellow top but he largely ignored me, so setting a pace wasn’t going to happen.

My Blatino sensed this. He stood and offered his ass to the Indian/Pakistani boy. I saw his cock in its full glory… a little thinner but a full inch longer at more than 8. He went in raw. My Blatino sucked me some and I tickled his raw ass lips sucking in that cock. But a good tag teaming wasn’t to be in the cards.

By now, we had an audience that respectfully kept their distance and just watched. Unusual but I was pleased since none had anything I wanted.

Blatino stood and began to ignore the other top to focus on me, knowing the other top didn’t know what the fuck he was doing.

“But I was about to shoot my fucking load,” the Indian/Pakistani boy said.

As my lovely Blatino sat on my cock in a standing position and we watched, the dark-skinned Asian jerked his own cum off and onto the floor. Park of me wished Blatino bottom had taken it into his ass, but the attitude had bugged me some too. He departed and Blatino bent over so I could go to town.

I did, holding his dark, smooth ass mounds to either side and fucking harder and harder until I punched through and released a torrent of cum. I let myself breathe heavily I stopped moving in his ass, so he could feel my cock jerk and throb as it spurted cum into his raw hole.

“Damn,” he said.

I left my cock inside him and pumped a few more times before finally relaxing my gripped after more than a minute.

He stood, left my cock fall out and then sucked every bit of ass juice and cum off my cock.

Blatino looked up at me, staring into my eyes for the first-ever moment: “Thanks a lot.”

He disappeared and I left. I’d been inside 20 minutes. Some sort of record.

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Coming Soon… Getting Old

Coming Soon… Getting Old

Another birthday approaches and this old bull gets a little older. The awkward prime number 43 goes away and I earn 44. It’s suddenly weird to think myself at twice of 22, meaning if you’re 22, I could have easily been your father. Fuck, had you been in your 20s at all — even 29 — I had the means to be your father (yes, I could easily produce sperm at 15, although I’d never get anywhere near a vagina).

So what should I do to celebrate?

Alas, this year looks slender since the ole job search lumbers on. I have hope of relocation soon into the Midwest or even far West, but the opportunities wax and wane. I attempt to remain optimistic.

Optimism proves to be difficult on all fronts, but I’m sure some of you enjoy reading that, as I have heard of a few flaming with hatred. I don’t quite get it.

So this be nothing more than thoughts of nothing much as I contemplate that moment of 44.

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Shaggy Lad Shag

Shaggy Lad Shag

Craigslist can be real hit or miss here lately, especially with some assholes flagging any hint of barebacking. But I posted anyway, half bored on a Thursday afternoon and somehow got my cell number through the filters.

The usual collection of e-mails arrived, including a 325-pound, 52-year-old man who claimed he could give me a blowjob like I’d never had before. Now look, I don’t want to deny anyone a chance for my cock and I’ve fucked my fair share of chubs but, baby, you gotta produce a pic or two before you’ve even got a chance at getting my cock.

Then the usual “would you settle for a blowjob” e-mails and “please, could you use a condom” messages from the same tired people who always reply to my ads. They recognize me, I recognize them. I don’t know why they bother. Some of the messages are filtered and bypass my inbox.

But then the ones who bother with text messages.

A new number showed up though. It was a usual, “How’s it going? Still looking?”

I responded.

“It needs to be a one-time only thing,” was his message back.

Thing is, I have a good sixth sense about these kind of things, “Sure.”

He then announced he was 18 and it would be his first time.

Now I could have doubted it, but I didn’t. I just knew this guy wasn’t bullshitting me. I invited him over with my address.

The phone rang a couple of moments later. I answered.

“I just wanted to call to make sure you were for real,” he said, his voice deep but definitely inexperienced.

“No problem,” I said. “You want to head over?”

“Yea.”

He hung up.

A little more than 20 minutes later, a gigantic truck with wheels too big for the frame pulled down the drive and parked. Out hopped a six-foot frame. He was barely 18 or maybe 19. His shaggy, dirty blond hair obscured his eyes and a pugish nose protruded out. His pouty lips thin lips curled a bit into a smirk as he entered.

I shook his hand. Rough. Very. This boy had done hard physical labor and his body showed some of the muscles, but the beauty and softness denied the need. His voice too masculine.

He didn’t seem nervous and eagerly followed to the bedroom, stripping off his clothes. Hardly any body hair except for his legs, he’d shaved his balls and pubes. His cock hung limp but unusually thick as we crawled onto the bed. His nipples were large and beautiful, his body smooth. Part of me felt a little guilty, as if I were attempting to suck the youth from this boy… pardon me… man.

He bent over and began sucking me, not that it proved difficult to get hard. He’d obviously done it some before. I moved my hands into his thick mane and found it both soft and unusual… like a stuffed animal or a wig. His rough hands worked my cock while his mouth tried to please, not quite sure how to make it down.

The blowjob ended quickly and I went to return the favor, finding his cock now fully hard. His cock stood out no less than 8 inches and approached 9 easily. Rigid like you wouldn’t believe with one thick vein wrapping its way around shaft. Shaped like an oval, it tapered toward the head. As I sucked him, I also nibbled at his balls and moved my fingertips toward his asshole.

Largely silent, I moved up to caress him a bit when he said, “I don’t kiss or nothing.”

“No worries,” I said.

And with that he lifted his legs.

I grabbed the lube, taking the hint. I worked a little onto my fingers and found his lightly hairy asshole, moving one fingertip inside him.

Despite having the cock of a top, the action of his ass was immediate. He was a natural bottom. I wondered if, in fact, it was his first time as he reached down to pull my cock toward his hole.

“It might be easier if you sit on it, then you can control how fast it enters,” I said.

I know. The sex seemed almost clinical. But sometimes with first-timers — or with practically straight guys — it seems that way. We moved into position and he lubed my cock. He reached past a couple of condoms for the lube bottle, by the way.

He sat on it completely, without hesitation.

My cock — all seven inches — buried inside him and he didn’t flinch. For the next 10 minutes, I fucked him there as he sat on me. I fucked him on his stomach. I fucked him on his back. I pounded him. I entered him softly. I slowly withdrew and entered. His ass accepted me every way. Not a moment of problems. Not a complaint. His only words.

“Do whatever you need to do to cum.”

I slicked my hand with lube and jerked him about 20 times while I pounded his hole.

“I’m going to cum.”

When he shot, the cum shot in copious amounts at great velocity, shooting at least five feet up and 15 feet over his head, across the bed and onto the wall. The subsequent splatters continued in diminishing amounts. His asshole constricted around my cock pulling my own cum from me into his hole, but at the same moments, beginning to reject me.

His only other sounds were breathing.

Two minutes later, he was gone.

I lay on the bed, partially falling into some of his cum and wondered still if this shaggy lad was a bit of a mirage. Something inside me knew the silence I should allow him, so I did, leaving him to his own silence, guilt and denial.

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Stealth Fighter

Stealthing and Answering the Critics… And Advice for the Condom-Using Bottoms at Sex Clubs

I’ve received a few comments on my stealthing entry. Normally I don’t respond and in many cases, I don’t even bother to publish the fuckers who say shit. But stealthing is different.

I know stealthing is controversial, even among barebackers. And, when I wrote the piece, I expressed my own moment where I thought about my actions.

So allow me to explain.


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I believe in accountability of your own actions. You are solely accountable for yourself. As you sit there and begin to formulate your opinions away from the actual situation, step back from your assumptions. My favorite is that the top has balls full of puss-filled, disease-ridden cum and the innocent bottom is clean as Snow White waking after Prince Charming kissed her from slumber.

If you want to be accountable, you must choose your own course and avoid those circumstances that might not be what some idiots consider “safe.”

(And as a note, the only “safe” sex is no sex.)

This isn’t to criticize the feedback at all. This is to say people need to think through their decisions. Too many just see the immediate moments and not the larger picture.

going to a sex club is not an invitation for stealthing just like walking in a shaddy neighborhood is not an invitation to get robbed.

Well, let’s just say going to a sex club makes it more likely you will have sex. While in a sex club, you need to be aware of your surroundings and take the precautions you need to assure you are not stealthed.

If I go to a shady neighborhood (which I probably wouldn’t), I would be more likely to get robbed. Now if I walk around flashing money and not paying attention to the cash, then I will be robbed. I will ask for it. The bottom did that.

so if a trick you bring home does what he wants and takes your wallet, ipod/iphone/laptop, etc on his way out, that’s to be expected because you are bringing someone you don’t know into your apartment? or if you get roofied at a bar, that’s to be expected because you didn’t watch your drink closely enough? conceptually, there is little difference between lying to someone about using a condom so they don’t say no to getting fucked and giving someone a roofie so they physically can’t say no to getting fucked.

Exactly. You’re getting accountability.

When I invite a trick over, all my valuables that can be carried are carefully hidden and his movements are monitored. Plus, I always make sure I’ve got his photo and a cell. When his car pulls up outside my house, I usually snap a photo of his vehicle for the police if something unfortunate does occur. I’m most concerned about my ID because it’s more of a bitch to get replaced.

When I go to someone’s house, I only take in my car keys and cell phone (same at a sex club). Oh, and I do bring poppers. Anyway, I never bring an ID (unless you need it to get into the club, then that’s all I bring and I’ll lock it up).

As for drinks, I never trust someone to make my drinks. If someone gets me one, I watch it being made. It’s never out of my sight. If it’s ever out of my sight, the drink is accidentally spilled.

So I’m all for barebacking and people being responsible for their own actions and decisions. I’m a doctor and I’m always telling people about the risks of their behaviors. If they want help changing their behavior, sexual, smoking, etc, I help them, but I never force change on them. But when you stealth someone don’t you take away their ability to be responsible for their own behavior?

No. If you’re a bottom and you want a top to use a condom, here’s how you handle it.

  1. Buy your own condoms. You need to make sure they’re strong and not easy to break. So you have to buy a few different kinds until you find the right ones.
  2. Bring your own condoms with you. Do not rely on the top for condoms and lube. I fucking hate bottoms who ask if the top has condoms and lube. I don’t need condoms and lube. I’ve got spit. I don’t use condoms. We’re good.
  3. You put the condom onto the hardened cock of the top. This means you open up the condom during sexual activity and you do all the fucking work. Do not ever hand it to the top. Don’t rely on the top for it. YOU do it.
  4. You then guide the cock to the hole and slip it in. Once you put the condom on, don’t take your hand off the cock until it’s inside your ass.
  5. Monitor the fucking. If the top ever comes completely out or you switch positions, your hand goes to the cock to guide it in and you check the tip. Use the excuse to add more lube. Doesn’t matter.
  6. Don’t get pissed if the top walks off or goes soft. I will. I’d walk off. Fucking with a condom also makes me go soft unless the bottom is super tight and that’s very, very rare (and I know all you bottoms love to say you’re tight; sorry; you’re not).
  7. Condoms still fail up to 15 percent of the time so suck him off if you got the skills. Most of you don’t.

So look, I end up helping those of you who want to use the damn condoms. Not so happy about that one.

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