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Helping You Out

Helping You Out

Here’s a collection of miscellaneous things that bug me about online profiles:

“Not to be racist but…” or “It’s just a matter of taste…”

Truth is, you’re about to be racist. When’s the last time you read, “Not to be racist but I really only fuck Asians.”

Too much of what men write is what they exclude, not what they include.

Men can’t be blondes

Men are only blonds. It’s one of the few examples where the masculine and feminine matters in the English language. Females are blonde, men are blond. Fucking kills me every time I see it. And speaking of color…

No one’s 50 shades of grey

Unfortunately, our language is getting fucked up thanks to people being unable to figure out Grey is normally a name (it is in the book as it is for anatomy, both the original book and the television show). The official color is gray with an “A.”

HMU DTF

So “hit me up” I’m “down to fuck”? Really? Up and down? I want to go in and out.

“Breeding” means raw

It amazes me when I post an ad somewhere about “loading” or “breeding” an ass and then I get the “safe only” response. Even more amazing is the request that they “just suck me off.”

Uh, no. I’m here for the ass, not for the mouth.

When I say “potent cum,” what do you think I mean?

I’m just asking.

Sup

Fuck you.

What’s up with the abbreviation for etcetera?

If you’re going to go on and on, it’s etc. not ect.

The contractions get me

Please, if you will not go somewhere, you won’t go there… And you want to go elsewhere.

Also, there is no way that there are people out there who don’t understands there’s some contractions out there that the masses seem to misunderstand.

For the most part, I find barebackers are good people; they are often misunderstood and they’re accused of being spreaders of disease and woe. Truth is, barebackers just know their cocks and asses provide a gateway to happiness. Theirs is a life of freedom.

Don’t cry to yo mama

I make it extraordinarily clear that I say some nasty shit when I breed ass. I’m verbal as I approach orgasm.

Just recently it happened again, but this time the fucker didn’t have a choice. I’d mounted him and his little 5-foot-7 frame couldn’t go anywhere. As I am thrusting inside him, I began some of the most horrific things you can say to a bottom.

I’d warned him. Clearly. He knew I’d say things.

He didn’t respond or beg or even whimper. I knew he just wanted it over.

I growled and let it go in his ass, leaning over into his ear: “You asked for this.”

smokerAnd don’t try to lie

I know when someone lies to me. Sometimes I choose to ignore it. Other times, I call the fucker out.

Another thing I make clear is no smokers. All the time, people try to get around it.

“Oh damn,” a guy says the other day after begging me to fuck him. He’d claimed to be a fan and, well, sent me a pic of himself, of all things… smoking. “I quit in May. You won’t smell it on me. I promise.”

Men are known for their veracity. I’m always telling the truth to fuck ass. And I’m sure you’re telling the truth to get cock.

May? Why didn’t you go for last June?

Anyway, he got cut off.

Yes, you fuckers can go ahead and try to mask the smell with cologne and mouthwash, but allow me to point out a couple of salient points:

  • You’ve dulled your senses with smoking so you can’t fucking smell the shit on you.
  • Because the smell adheres everywhere, it’s usually on you in someway.
  • And even more apparent, your lungs are saturated so when you exhale, it can be smelled.
  • It’s even within your bodily fluids like spit, sweat and especially cum (which can stink like a mutherfucker).

Grindr is for babies

What the fuck is up with Grindr?

  1. It doesn’t work.
  2. It has children on it.
  3. It doesn’t work.
  4. The children on it aren’t interested in “hooking up.”
  5. It doesn’t work.

You’re a hooker if you’re shirtless without wildlife

I live in the South, so it’s not odd for me to see photos of people holding up fish, frogs or other creatures from some Redneck hunting expedition while being shirtless. Some gay men post these images as proof of butchness, although when you’re sucking my cock or taking my raw, rockhard cock up your ass and begging for my cum like the little bitch you are, you’re not so butch.

However, if you’re shirtless on any hook-up site or app — this means you, you little Grindr children — and then you add that you’re not here to “hook up,” you’re a hypocrite and a liar.

I don’t shave my balls because I don’t like hair

Lick the sack for larger snack.

My hairy sack tends to get in the way of allowing people to find my spots to give me a lot more pleasure. And the more pleasure I get, the bigger the load they get.

And I shoot big loads, with or without a little licky licky.

Why do you think a barebacker should compromise?

Sometimes I get a horny bottom who insists on a condom, who wants me to fuck them but expects me to be the one to compromise with a condom.

No.

Why should I be the one to compromise?

DDF? Of course!

Everyone online is DDF and clean. Fuck. I’m clean. I took a shower yesterday.

I’ve never seen anyone ever answer other than, “Yes, I’m DDF.” It’s a useless stat. I’ve seen people proudly declare they’re poz or “poz and undetectable,” but I’ve never, ever seen anyone answer the truth when it comes to status.

“Oh I’ve got the clap and a small case of the crabs. It will clear up in a few days.”

“Look, the Valtrex seems to be working. Don’t worry about the Herpes. It’s not like I’m gonna give you the nose-falling-off syphilis.”

Seriously, guys. If you’re “DDF and looking for same,” all you’re going to get is lies.

Understand the status

I’m glad to see more and more people who get the difference between “undetectable and on meds” and “neg, tested 1/13/14.”

Which would you rather fuck?

The answer should be undetectable.

The neg guy hasn’t been tested in more than six months. Cum on.

Curious about the Truvada whores

How many of you “Neg+PrEP” are really on PrEP and how many of you are “Now Neg + Taking Meds”?

 

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My Top Ten Raw Fucks of 2011 (I Bred Each & Every One of These Asses)

My Top Ten Raw Fucks of 2011 (I Bred Each & Every One of These Asses)

Far from all the asses I loaded, these are among the most memorable of 2011. Sorry if you didn’t make the list, but it gives you something to shoot for in 2012. Right?

 

10. This Straight Virgin

When: November

Stats: Late 30s, beefy, 6-foot-2, brown hair, hazel eyes, hairy

What I wrote: “I pounded him some, but kept it to a minimum, knowing just how sore he’d be the next few days. I put him back on his stomach for the breeding and got the man to beg for my load in his ass before unleashing a torrent of DNA into his tight, no-longer-cherry hole…

“‘Damn, that felt better than I thought it would be,’ he said.”

 * * *

 9. Redneck Behind This House

When: March

Stats: 24, beefy, reddish hair, unshaven

What I wrote: “A huge ass with a deep crevice, his hole was an angry red, as he’d obviously scrubbed it before our meeting. I spit, adding to his and shoved my cock toward his hole.

“He didn’t like it but took it like a champ. In a moment, with that country slur, he was begging for me to cum in his ass. I didn’t feel like prolonging the inevitable and I released my spunk into his big white ass. Several days worth. Our position didn’t allow me to push it deep, but the boy wanted it and he kept it.”

 * * *

8. This Musical Ass

When: April

Stats: Early 30s, high school music teacher, average build, crew cut

What I wrote: “Never changing my pace, I let myself ride the wave of music in my head, as the cymbals crashed and the drums rumbled, I shot my cream into his ass, thick and gooey.

“He seemed to feel it, but still turned around and spoke for the first time ever, ‘Just don’t cum in my ass.’

“I wanted to say, “Too late.’

“But I didn’t. I maintained the charade and about three minutes later, pretended to cum, pulling out and flinging Santorum onto the floor.”

 * * *

 7. This Incredible Ass Through a Gloryhole

incredible ass

When: January

Stats: 30s, Latino.

What I wrote: “Faster and harder, you can hear me, the buckle of my belt, slam against the hole. I’m fucking through the gloryhole and pushing my bare cock into this perfect ass. I’m close.

“I unload into him. And finally, I feel him clench down… and I’ve got my eyes closed as finally, it’s a little tighter. I push my cum as deep as I can into this perfect ass. I want my DNA deposited forever inside him. I want this territory marked.”

 * * *

6. This Raw Load Taker (@RawLoadTaker)

When: November

Stats: Early 40s, 5-foot-10, brown hair and eyes, average build but too damn handsome

What about him: While I’ve never written about @RawLoadTaker (he’s also on BBRT as FitExecutive) on my blog, it’s not because he’s not blog worthy. In fact, he’s more than blog-worthy. I just never got around to it and, frankly, our sessions are just perfect enough without me trying to reduce them into words.

His ass is incredible and tight but so warm and accommodating. Got to fucking love that. And like a good bottom, he loves it when you shoot.

 * * *

 5. Stealthing This Asian

Popping a condom for a fuck

When: March 2011

Stats: Early 20s. 5-foot-7 on the thin side with a layer of body fat

What I wrote: “In those moments, I debated. He didn’t turn around. I stretched the condom and poked my middle finger into where my head would go. As I slipped it onto my cock, I pressed harder with my finger until the latex popped and my head poked exposed. I unrolled the rest and pressed against his hole….

“I growled and let my load loose, but I keep fucking so I knew my spot was marked, that my DNA coated his guts and that, despite his attempt, his ass was owned.

“Slowing down, he stayed bent over, his hands and head down, like some Geisha in training. As my deflating cock came out of his ass, I could see my cum around his loose hole. The condom was practically ripped.

“Another top was stepping up to take my place. I pulled my condom off, completely ripping it now.

“‘Here, use this condom,’ I said. ‘It’s still good.'”

 * * *

 4. This Tennessee Boy

When: January

Stats: Mid-20s, 5-foot-10, beefy, true, footballer build, incredible ass, hairy pecs

What I wrote: “As a good top, wanting this to last a little while, I suggest a change in position where he can sit on it. I love this position, gives me full view of the bottom and both hands to, in this case, stimulate him and slow him up a little.

“He pulls off, ‘Sure.’ And begins moving but ends up flat on his stomach. ‘But let’s try this one first.’

“The fucker chooses my favorite position.

“However, for most bottoms, they just lie there and let me piston the hell out of them so that’s why I like this position. It’s a way to get me off. I mount him. This fucker’s already two steps ahead of me and begins rocking his J-Lo booty for all it’s worth. Within moments, I’m on the brink of dumping my load.”

* * *

3. This Beautiful 19-Year-Old

Beautiful front side of a 19-year-old local

When: January

Stats: 19, 5-foot-6 130 pounds, dark hair, green eyes

What I wrote: “This ass has not been penetrated. It felt virginal. I mean, I’d swear I was popping a cherry, except for the fact this boy never pulled off my cock. He sat on it and went into another world. This chute was bound tight, like someone had wrapped up the muscles.”

* * *

 2. This Shaggy Lad

When: March

Stats: “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.”

What I wrote: “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.'”

 

And finally the number one fuck of 2011

 1. This Ultimate Asian Ass

When: August

Stats: 20s, 5-foot-5, smooth, cocoa skin

What I wrote: “His eyes closed. His mouth opened. I think we both gasped for air.

“Inside him, the intense warmth, my cock surrounded by everything that perfect ass had to offer.

“The look on his face, that few seconds lasted an eternity. And even now, as I write this, my cock throbs and leaks. My breath quickens. And my brain senses nothing but the intensity of the pleasure.

“His choice. Strange on my journey that I’d come to a place I could resist fucking a man I desired for so long and he chose to break his bareback oath. But as I throbbed inside that golden ass, we became one.”

* * *

Honorable mentions: Dave the muscular massage therapist, Michael the handyman, the cute car Toyota car detailer with nipples who loves having them bitten, Joe the band guy and college student, the piggish married man always begging for it on Sunday mornings,  Dan the New Yorker, my reliable fuck but pothead and the secret crush Matt.

Want to Make the 2012 List?

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Fuck Fuck Fuck

Breeding a Redneck Behind an Abandoned House

The last week or so kept me busy for a variety of reasons and, for whatever the reason, I’ve just not had the luck with getting ass. In fact, I’d been saving up loads for a potential good fuck visiting from out of town but that quickly turned into a bust when I didn’t hear from him. So much for being a good guy. So my balls are full and I’m about to fucking bust last night.

Making matters worse, a great case of insomnia kicks in. Sunday nights should be good since the weekend is ending. Most who are horny and wanting more seek it out Sunday night, especially tweakers (who aren’t my favorite but when you’re horny, you’ll take it). And considering the time change this weekend, I’m thinking it’s going to be especially good.

As I’m cruising online, the e-mails arrive steadily and the selections are pretty good. But when it comes right down to it, I just can’t get anyone to make the commitment to get out the door and meet. It’s soon 4 a.m. and I’m fucking screwed, so I finally try to find a little restless sleep. Even so, I’m up at 8:45 and find a dozen or more new e-mails waiting for me and continue on my quest.

I’m not jerking off. That would not satisfy. It takes a fuck.

Among the latest lot, we soon narrow down to a 24-year-old redneck up the road from me.

And when I mean up the road, I mean north. I’m north of Atlanta, so he’s way north, another 15 or so miles.

He can’t come down to see me since, it turns out, he’d recently lost his license and, as any good redneck, still lived with his folks. The distance was just too far to go and get him and bring him back home. But he knew of some “private places” near by.

Hitting the interstate, which ended not far from his exit, I headed his way. I texted him as I left the highway about 30 minutes later and within a few minutes, was turning down a one-lane road, barely paved at all.

A lone figure in the distance as I crested a hill could be seen walking along. Indeed, probably about 24 years old, shortly cropped hair with a reddish tint and a four- or five-day beard. He hopped in the truck with only the suggestion to turn around.

He was beefy but pale-faced with freckles. We headed back to the two-lane road and drove a couple of miles before he spoke again and suggested we turn down a dirt road distinguished only by an old, beaten mailbox.

The four-wheel drive took the rough road with ease as we came up to an unmarked railroad crossing and then a muddy patch before coming up to a clearing. The old house had certainly seen better days but someone had tried to revitalize it with bright paint on the exposed wood, now some of it peeling away.

Its old tin roof now red, jutting up from the crisp green bushes that hid much of the house from everything. Around back the crumbling , gray structure we’d still call a barn had never housed any animals. And on this warm day, the dandelions, swayed a little in the moist air that promised a little rain later on.

I shut the truck off but he didn’t want to get out. He just stared at my crotch. I backed up a bit and whipped out my half-hard cock and let him see it. He pounced on it and began sucking.

His exertion and the heat of sex soon got the greenhouse effect going and we were both sweating, even though I was just leaning back and letting him do the work. I suggested we step outside.

He talked more than he’d ever before as we got out and began looking around for a way into the old house. An old side porch off the kitchen offered the best refuge from onlookers — which seemed to have him paranoid. Obviously, this old place was used as a fuck house around here. I could have cared less, but he wanted some place. He dropped to his knees immediately and I whipped my cock out.

He sucked but a couple of seconds in said, “If you want to fuck me, just say so.”

“I want to fuck you.”

He didn’t bother to get up but turned around on all fours, pulling down his pants and exposing his white ass.

A huge ass with a deep crevice, his hole was an angry red, as he’d obviously scrubbed it before our meeting. I spit, adding to his and shoved my cock toward his hole.

He didn’t like it but took it like a champ. In a moment, with that country slur, he was begging for me to cum in his ass. I didn’t feel like prolonging the inevitable and I released my spunk into his big white ass. Several days worth. Our position didn’t allow me to push it deep, but the boy wanted it and he kept it.

We were back in the truck in moments and back at the two-lane, me driving him to his original destination — a gas station convenience store, where I left him.

He hopped out, thanked me. With great precision, he spit on the sidewalk. I drove home, moderately satisfied, but needing a nap.

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