Spunky's Coin-Op

Learning Respect, the Hard Way.

2011-07-10T12:40:00.000-07:00

In 1981 I lived for about a year in a small town in the Rocky Mountains, and I worked at a cabinet shop during that time. One of the men there was instantly aware of my feverish and constant sneaking glances at the bulge that hung down his leg all the time. He was about 6'6" and a wide-shouldered bruiser with big hands and arms and a big black beard. He always wore a baseball cap and had a big gold wedding ring and a mild Tennessee [?] accent.

Whenever we were working in an area where the noise of the sanders and fans and saws would block out our conversation, he'd say stuff like, "Well, suck my dong, this sander belt's gotta be changed again," or "Well, suck my dong, it's almost 5 o'clock!" I got the message, and pretty quickly there were a couple of nights a week when we'd stay late after the others left and he'd take me back to the shed and let me suck his huge, juicy, uncut cock.

The foreman was an asshole who I never got along with, a short, pudgy, balding, mean guy. He had a big moustache, and I had no respect for him. I had never had any interest in him at all, but on the morning he fired me, he suddenly, for the first time, was showing a huge long dick in his pants, complete with wet spot!

Of course I couldn't help but stare, even though I didn't like him. I know he saw me looking too, and when he called me in at lunch to tell me I was fired, his contempt was palpable. He said he had been planning to fire me for a while, but that my latest work was even shittier, etc. He really made me feel terrible. Plus, I was suddenly turned on by him, hypocritical little size-queen that I am, and now felt he was unattainable.

Even though I was no longer working there, Greg would set times for me to be in the shed, for his regular servicings. One day, he surprised me, and only told me afterwards that they had planned it, but didn't tell me beforehand. In conversation, he and Parker [the asshole] had gotten around to the fact that I was a cocksucker, for real. They set it up so he'd "catch us" and, then take part. And that's what they did.

One evening, with Greg leaning against the wall, pants lowered, his hands wrapped around my head and my face wrapped around his cock, I'm on my knees wearing nothing but socks and a t-shirt, and I hear the door slam and footsteps behind me. "What the fuck do we have here?" says the familiar voice. He stands next to Greg, looking down at me with my mouth stretched open like a blowfish, my eyes wild and no doubt bulging out of my head. "I thought I fired you." I can see his dick in his pants, inches from my face and widened jaw, and it's obviously stiffening. He plays with it through his pants. "See, I told you he was a cocksucker," says Greg.

"Well, I've got a new job for you, bitch, right here."

Needless to say, he finished his degredation of me that night, and the two of them amused themselves with a cock-size contest, of which I, the loser, was judge. I had a hard time deciding who's was bigger, and it was fun listening to them bragging and asserting their superiority. Parker made sure that I respected him by the end, and that I was utterly humbled in my previous defiance of his authority. I did, finally, worship him and submit to his will.

He completely re-arranged my thinking on what makes a Man "Hot."

The economy turned to shit, the shop closed, people moved, the scene ended. But for the rest of that summer, one or both of them exploited my adoration regularly, and kept my throat well seeded.

Rick, the Impregnator

2011-07-02T16:54:00.000-07:00

Rick was one of the first guys to answer my ad in 1984. He was 31 and I was 29. He kept getting his girlfriend, Margaret, pregnant, and they finally had to get married and moved to North Carolina where she was from, which broke my heart because we had been having lots of fun.

He'd drop by a couple times a week and get a bj, or we'd drive around in his truck all night while he snorted coke and let me suck his dick. He was playful and funny, and really confident. He liked taking me with him to titty bars for a couple shots and then facefucking me afterwards in some dark parking lot. He fucked me a couple of times, but mostly liked head. He shot copious loads, and liked that I would swallow all of it. They probably have ten kids, AND he still gets bjs somewhere on the side. He was really big about 6'3," with big rough hands, and he made me feel like a little kid next to him. He was in my life for almost 2 whole years!

Derek, that Well Hung, Fun-Loving Leo

2011-06-30T20:28:00.000-07:00

This is Derek. He called me back in 1985 and the only way I could get my mouth on his dick was by agreeing to a three way with his wife, which I did a number of times. That part ended up OK because she didn't want him to come in her'cause she was in heat, and since he was fucking her doggy style, and I was laying under her with my dick in her mouth, and my tongue working her clit and the shaft of his cock at the same time, when he was ready to squirt, he would just switch it into my mouth, and finish down my throat, which I loved. His balls would be smashed all over my nose cheeks and face as he pumped his seed down my hungry throat.

Fortunately, he gentled down, and we dispensed with Susan, and had a lot of great times just the two of us. He sucked my dick just a little bit once to see what it was like, and then it was alway his dick, and either of my eager holes. He's really a wonderful, playful, sexy, adventurous guy, and I wish I could find him again. We really clicked in the five or six years we hung out, and it would be fun to chase girls with him, or just kneel at his boots again....

P.S. Sorry about the terrible video quality, I really just rescued it from oblivion...

The Delivery Man ~ My Screenplay

2011-06-29T21:35:00.000-07:00

Here are some more treasures from my scrap book....

Instead of just complaining about porn movie direction, here's an example of how I would do it. It would be my ideal, that all of the footage prior to "standard porn movie cocksucking" would happen in 3 minutes max. Then you've got a whole hour for the other stuff. Remember, my esthetic is a strong distinction between players, none of this everyone getting naked and doing a dance number.

Here's the screenplay for the first 3 minutes:

Bobby, a plumpish, bespectacled clerk sits in a messy old office by himself, furtively looking at muscle magazines. If possible, include a ceiling fan in one of these shots. Short cut: He fingers his pants, a pale pastel, revealing nothing. Cut to his inner imagination. He goes into a porno theater. Cut to him at an empty gloryhole, desolate.

Fade to a handsome, rugged delivery man, yelling at someone in traffic. He gripes about having to take that asshole's delivery route, cause he's such a fuckhead, etc. Use fleeting glimpses of him, tease the viewer. Show his physique and bulge with flashes of him working. Show him taking a piss, but just from behind. Use a "peeping-tom" camera angle, peeking around a stall wall. It doesn't have to make sense.

He sees a slutty girl. Zoom on his crotch fading to his eyes closed, depicting his inner thoughts, with image of his hard cock getting a deep sucking. Show him from the cocksucker's point of view, looking down at the camera, and show him watching his cocksucker, but show only the lips. Inner thought shots should be dreamlike montages, maybe use old movie filters.

Back to the office. Show an old clock ticking, it's 3 minutes to five. Bobby's ready to punch out, his lunch box and bag are on the desk. Loudly, suddenly, Ethel, [get a real character for this: a "grotesque" as they say] the old secretary, sticks her head in the door and says: "Bobby, the delivery is late today. You're going to have to take it. I'll lock up the front on my way out." Her appearance is shocking, out of
place, very brief, and it sets up the whole "plot."

Bobby is petulant. Fade to his inner eye: show hot construction workers crowding into the bookstore, pacing restlessly outside the glory hole booth, one tapping his foot. Fade-out with close-up of tapping boot. Bobby wearily grabs a clipboard and trudges to the door.

At the end of the long hall, show the porn star in silhouette, backlit almost to white.

Prolong the approach by showing cuts of Bobby's changing expression. Use brief, glancing close-ups on the top's eyes looking directly into the camera. Close-up of Bobby's face looking at the man's pants in awe and yearning, cut to closer shots of the Talent. Cut to two-shot of him looking down at Bobby, who is nervously and exitedly trying not to stare at the man's crotch.

"Where do you want it?" His voice is deep, tough.

"Um, well, I guess it goes back in the stock room. It's this way." Bobby leads the way. Close-up of his out of shape ass as he walks, cut to close-up of the top's bemused expression.

Close-up of Bobby's face as he walks: He nervously sneaks near glances over his shoulder at the man walking behind him with the handtruck and crate. Sound track of creaking wooden floor and awkward silence, Bobby blushes.

Make it obvious when they pass the men's room. Mr. Delivery Man notes the sign on the door, sideways glance at the marshmellow walking in front of him.

Prolong this with a two-shot of them walking from behind, moving away from camera, with the men's room at frame-edge. Adjust lighting to show off the star's physique. He should be wearing Carrhart's or Levi's standard button-downs. Close-fitting work pants, comfortable fit [not absurdly tight], and a dark belt.

Cut to close-up of the handtruck being withdrawn from under the carton. Zoom out to two-shot of them in a nondescript, poorly lit room with shelves and boxes. Use a bare bulb in a wide tin cone as the only lighting. Show his readyness to leave, and impatience with Bobby. He hands him the signoff clipboard.

Bobby, confused by his puppy love horniness, is speechless, breathless. He clumsily signs the signature, hands it back. He realizes the encounter might be over; show his panic; then he gets an idea. He falls to his knees to read a label at the bottom of the crate, whipping off his glasses. Inches from his knee is the man's boot. Show a quick close-up of this.

Looking up at the star, he says: "I'm supposed to get the BHS number off the label." Now, on his knees, he can't help himself. When lowering his eyes from the man's eyes, he lingers a little longer on the substantial bulge in the man's pants.

Now, as he pretends to copy the number onto his clipboard, the guy says:

"Hey, you know there's something I've been wanting to ask you since I first saw you."

Bobby looks up at the man. "Oh? Yes?..."

Pornstar looking down right into camera:"You know where I could find a good cocksucker around here?"

Close-up profile of of Bobby: he gulps, smiles, looks up, then down, slackjawed. Now, half smiling, opening his mouth wide and openly ogling the man's cock, he says "I'm a good cocksucker" whispering the word "Sir" at the end, afraid to really say it aloud, looking up worshipfully. Slight zoom-out showing two-shot of Bobby's tongue-licking mouth and the Talent's hand fingering his stiffening penis in his pants.

Up-shot into the man's searingly handsome face: "Yeah, that's what I figured. I saw you and I thought to myself: "Yup, that boy's got "blowjob" written all over his face."

Close-up of him chuckling, montage this: he unbuckles, unzips, whips it out, and grabbing Bobby's head, puts it deep into his wide open mouth.

[end of first 3 minutes of film]

Now, standard porn movie cocksucking can begin. Move it along by montage, showing Bobby very soon mostly naked, maybe just socks. The Top wears a dark, sweat stained teeshirt that displays his muscles, and Bobby pushes it up occasionally to show the abs and pecs.

He never takes off his boots or pants, which never go below his knees. He should be really handsome, but scruffy, blue collar. Continue with camera shots showing his aft side, shoulders, buns, etc. Pan from these to close ups of Bobby swallowing the man's cock.

Use the questioning and interrupting techniques [see my other postings] and allow the Top to improvise, keeping the focus on his dick and the blowjob action.

Directors always want to extend a good thing, so segue with an abrupt close up of the Top looking down, saying: "Hey, you know what, I gotta take a piss." Fade to the bathroom door from before, fade to next scene, by the urinals.

Lather, rinse, repeat, that's how you fill an hour long DVD!

This is Lee, a guy I serviced regularly for almost 20 years.

A Study in Contrasts

2011-06-28T20:25:00.000-07:00

I like contrast. When all the guys in the movie are super hot, well, that's OK, but for there to be excitement, there must be 'frisson,' that is, a sense of definition, which I believe intensifies the passion. If I could direct porn movies, they'd be a lot different. And in real life, that's how I've always directed my own sexual encounters.

First, make it more realistic by exaggerating the differences! Have a hot, very Masculine man, paired with a boyish, awkward submissive. Then, instead of the Top saying "Yeah, suck it" over an over in a stupor, create dialogs. Establish the scene very quickly with wide shots, then focus on the action, that is, the appealing attributes of the Top.

Make the script about the shared admiration of both parties for the Top, and don't get tangled up in fancy props or plots. This little clip illustrates the principle well, with it's Bergmanesque austerity, and rigid assertion of roles. Anyway, that's just my two cents worth in case anyone wants to let me direct a film!

He Blasted His Load, and I Took it With a Smile!

2011-06-27T23:27:00.000-07:00

Testosterone builds up in a man's balls something fierce. It makes him cocky, and makes him think with his cock, constantly reminding him of it's desire to penetrate something, anything. Even though he probably fucked his wife/girlfriend that very morning, and even the night before, his cockhead still craves attention. He thinks: "Hmm, maybe a some hungry, wet boy-mouth would be nice on my lunch break." So he heads to an office building he knows of, where there are a lot of vacancies. That's where I come in.

For about a year, when I lived [stationed] in Spain, I serviced this guy a couple times a week in the third floor men's room in an old office building, kneeling on a tile floor, next to a giant wall-floor urinal big enough to bathe in.

We first met in a place a few blocks away, where there was no privacy, and then he took me to the 3rd floor toilet. The first time we met was so hot, in the busy place, I'll never forget it, even though it only happened that one time. All of the subsequent meetings are like a long blur, always in the same setting, so the time we met is still a wonderful memory. I was at a suckhole overlooking a long floor/wall urinal that I had been spending time at. I had seen several mouth watering sausages, but never had gotten to suck one, because of the way the place was set up.

One day this guy walks in and he knew I was at the hole when he walked in, and he looked right it, as I ogled his crotch. He was a stern looking Hispanic daddy, with a big moustache and big hands, about 6 feet high, about 35. When he flopped his cock out, he was pissing in about half a second, a full force stream which I'm sure was already eroding the enamel at the back of the urinal. In that first half second, I gasped audibly, and I'm sure he heard it. I could only see his hand on his hip, his belt, and a long thick uncut dong gushing piss.

From the other side, he used his fingers to flop it, and milk it, and as I showed him my lips and tongue through the hole, his big shiny helmet started to emerge from the wrinkled nozzle. Then, the entire length of his shaft began standing straight out, perpendicular to his thigh, curving up insolently.

Still pissing.

Finally, when he got to the last few squirts, he abruptly turned and put it into the hole! My mouth, already glued like a suction cup to the rim of the crudely hacked wooden partition, captured his last urinatings, the hard knob knocking against my quivering lips, squirts of hot piss splashing down my gulping, thirsty throat.

And then, I was utterly crushed to have him withdraw just as suddenly, pull away, and put it [with some difficulty] back into his pants. He pulled up his zipper and adjusted his belt. Someone had come in, and now, he was leaving! Through that wet, slippery, cruel and taunting hole, I could see him, walking away, swaggering right out of my life!

Feverishly, I clambered out the door of the stall, pulling up my pants at the same time, and made my way past other people and out to the sidewalk. I was ecstatic to see him standing at the corner, furtively gesturing down a side street with his eyes. I could see his dick in his pants, and looked directly at it. He took off walking, and I followed, lusting at the hardness of his manly buns a couple blocks ahead, my taste buds and sinuses fragrant with his nutty, salty, virile flavor.

All of this happened only once, because from then on he would tell me when to be there, so I never got to see him outside that 3rd floor men's toilet.But that day, I followed him about five blocks, and then when he turned to go into the entrance of an old building, he stopped, and held three fingers pointing up, looking up into the building. Quick like a bunny I followed, running up creaky old stairways, to a creaky wooden hallway on the third floor. Doors with frosted glass windows lined both sides, with light from the outside windows illuminating them from behind the empty offices.

Towards one end, was the men's room. I entered what would become for the next year, a holy spot, a place of sheer ecstasy that will sustain me forever. It was there that I really began to understand cock worship, and where I first felt truly subjugated, as if my brain and consciousness had been replaced by a huge throbbing cockhead, around which I had opened my face and throat to utter submission, providing a mindless, hungry, eager and happy orifice for a man to use HIS way, However the Fuck He Wants.

He came really fast that first time, because I'm sure walking all that way with that big thing half hard only massaged it more. His balls were fully tightened, and almost immediately he had my head wrapped in both of his hands and was pushing his cock down my well trained deep throat, groaning in amazement and delight as I swallowed the knob well past my glottis without gagging. He fed me a big sloppy load and was gone before I knew what happened, but not without telling me to be there on Thursday at the same time. Lots of times he came really quick, but sometimes he'd extend it with some face slapping or piss play.

Well, as I said, he used me to pleasure his big cock about 75 or 100 times over that year, and I just hated to leave. I still want to go back. He had a big gold wedding ring so I think he's stable. Just musing. Anyway, after a while he got more inventive, and in the really hot part of the summer he rewarded me with some cooling showers.

I adored him because he enjoyed all kinds of cockworship, from aggressive skull-fucking to foreskin cockhead cum cheese tease, but he wouldn't fuck me, and made fun of me for begging him to.

Oh well, I made up for lost time with Dan, Mike, Sean, Tony, Steve, and so many countless more men who have blown their loads into me I can't name....anyhookisses kiddos

Coming Up For Air

2011-06-23T15:45:00.000-07:00

Rip Van Suckle, that's me! Anyway, I'm back for a brief taste, posting this delightful video, which I'm not going to name so it won't get flagged. It's full of sexy, half-nude Italian men, horsing around in the countryside, with lots of subtle dick-play.

Sucking Master's Cock

2009-10-21T23:03:00.000-07:00

I took some video stills of me sucking Dan's cock - i've been servicing that thing 2 or 3 times a month since 1983 !!! I just got the picture [at the bottom of this post] of Him from when he was in 'Nam, when He was 19! What a fucking STUD! Now He's a mature Daddy, and i'm His personal cocksucker, and he still gets so hard i can barely take it when he's squirting, but believe me, i do, even if i'm seeing stars from not breathing, because the satisfaction of the Man's cock is Job #1 for this Very Horny Little Cocksucker.....

There have been many year-long stretches when He wanted it sucked a couple times a week, just dropping in for a quick one on His way home from work, and a lot of times, when He stays longer, He comes twice in a night, letting me groom Him in between blowjobs. I spend the entire evening on the floor at His feet, giving Him total service, fetching His beers, loading the bowl, trimming His cigar, and hanging on His every word, etc.

The first time He let me suck it, He answered an ad i had put in a paper, [long before the 'net] and came over for a blo-n-go, and then I didn't see Him for a YEAR! When he called again i was in sheer ecstasy, because i had been thinking of Him constantly, yearning for His call. After that, though, His demands were frequent and constant, and i've been there every minute. We go camping sometimes, and He lets me suck it in the great outdoors, under bridges, in parking lots - -- He's so dreamy!

One time in the 80s, He came 5 TIMES in one night - we did some acid and never slept. He took me out to breakfast but I didn't eat much... i was full of His hot sperm, and my mouth and throat felt like the Holland Tunnel - so breakfast wasn't very appealing. But it was thrilling to be with Him in a truck stop restaurant full of men, coming down from the acid with my face covered in a fine veneer of smooth, dried snot, semen, and spit. Much better than pancakes!

A Proper Blowjob

2009-10-18T11:52:00.000-07:00

This instructional video is useful in many ways. It shows how handy it is to have the walls made of some thin material, so the Man's entire cock can hang through.

It also shows again, as we see so much of, the deplorable inability, unwillingness, and utter idiocy of not deep-throating as much as possible. Even so, the Man's enormous penis is so ripe with splashing virility that he shoots a load onto the cocksucker's face and mouth with the ease of a seed-pissing 16 year old.

And that plays out to our benefit, so we can see it. I'm sure countless semen-craving cocksuckers have had him unload deep down their throats with him buried to the hilt - like it would have be with me - but then we wouldn't get to watch....

So... I guess the lesson is that if the cameras are running, go for the facial. If it's off the record, go for the deep throat swallow, because that's the most satisfying for Him. His Penis Head will remember your throat and your glottal sphincter and will remind Him of you when he gets a hankering, and urge him to seek you out.

Thank goodness I never throw anything away - I've finally found a way to share some of my immense collection!

EnjoY!!!!

Outdoor Facials

2009-10-17T13:58:00.000-07:00

Who doesn't enjoy a nice refreshing facial? And why not enjoy it outside? There's nothing like the great outdoors to accentuate flavors and textures, and the increased oxygen is most invigorating. And, wow! How natural light lets us see the colors and shapes in nature that are so delightful to behold....

Actually, these are chopped-up previews of old 70s porn movies.

As is obvious, the theme is blowjobs, and cocksucking. I hope you find it enjoyable!

Looking Up Into Master's Eyes

2009-10-16T09:30:00.000-07:00

Alternately stern, cocky, amused, playful, and bossy, He uses me to satisfy His Big Dick, His Ego, and His enjoyment of my adoration and our mutual arousal . . .

Swinging or Standing: Looks Yummy Either Way!

2009-10-15T14:27:00.000-07:00

A picture speaks a thousand words - and besides - it's hard to talk with my mouth full.....

I think I found some new possibilities

2009-10-15T07:41:00.000-07:00

I saw TWO new [old] bookstores last night driving that I didn't know were there, and that aren't part of the corporate robots that own most of the others:

I'll make a little drive today and see what gives...

Maybe one of these guys will be there!

The Mystery of Luscious, Swingin' Dongs

2009-10-13T20:15:00.000-07:00

Incredible eloquence combined with arrogant inscrutability - a Man's Penis says so much, while being so silent - it gives an instant and indelible sense of who this Man is, of his unique statement in the world, and of his silent determination to penetrate, to acheive, to dominate.

Even in its handsome, flaccid state, the limp cock speaks volumes, his wrinkles and folds worn like the victor's laurel wreaths, ever ready to smooth out into the stretched skin of the fully hardened erection. The glans always seems to be 'sniffing' the air, looking for something to climb up into ~ His single eye is determined and has one goal, to find a receptacle for His jetted, furious, virile essence.

When fully hard, the Man's dick waves with pride, in surly, cocky confidence and derisive, white-hot arrogance, melting all it touches, turning everything it enters into silky soft wet hot hunger, welcoming the Manly onslaught.

The balls, when limp and relaxed, brazenly show their waiting potential ~ when tightened, they simmer and squirm with frothy spunk eager to find its target, and beckon the cocksucker's eager tongue and nibbling lips, and delicate fingers tugging when the moment comes to unload and drain themselves into the ecstatic, worshipful, gobbling throat into which the prod is deeply planted.

Ah, to be in a city where glory holes are plentiful!

2009-10-13T16:46:00.001-07:00

They've put heavy sheet metal in all of the stalls and it would take a blowtorch to cut a hole. There are cameras everywhere and Cletus at the cash register just came on duty and is ready to clean up his kingdom.
Brushing away the cocksuckers like roaches, already hissing at each other over the locked door with the stud behind it.... Another guy let me in - movie star handsome, burly, rugged, uncut - wanted to get fucked by a BIG dick. We fooled around a bit.
Anyway, I wish I knew a place like GHJ has - I'm using your advice to do some more creative searching but this town is so "clean."
I remember the YMCA in Montreal in 1978. So much foreskin! And the time I sucked 22 cocks in about 4 hours. I know, Ho Hum. Anyway, Dan's coming next Monday! YaY!
I sucked a lot of cowboy cock back in the 70s and 80s, too, that was exciting! They were always ready to pop and full of it.

Does Size Really Matter?

2009-10-11T13:42:00.000-07:00

Let's see. From this first selection, are there any you would NOT suck because they were too small?

Look carefully at the next picture. If you need to examine a larger version to be sure, click on it. Note the size of the biceps of the man on the shitter. Would size influence your decision to throw yourself at the feet of ANY of these men?

Finally, does size matter when it comes to come? Does anyone care? I don't. I'm Spunk Drunk!

Lou the Italian Stallion

2009-10-11T13:23:00.000-07:00

Lou answered an ad I put in a local rag about "good head for straight white men" in 1983 - and we got together once a week until 1998 when his wife of three or four years made him move with her to Tampa. Dammit, I already had had him for 15 years when that wench absconded with him! Thank Heavens I had backups.

This video was made in approximately 1987.

So Many Men, So Little Time

2009-10-11T11:03:00.000-07:00

These wonderful pictures of college studs showering were on the internet in the mid 90s and then were banned because the guys in them found out about it... They were videos that you could buy - I really wish I had... But I got a bunch of stills from their website and here are some of them for all to enjoy. [Be sure to click on the images to see them full size]

Foreskin RULES!

2009-10-11T10:17:00.000-07:00

Meet Chad. I only got to suck on this one a few times, but I did get to take a picture. This was in 1985. I met him at the coin-op, and after working on him through the hole for a few minutes, he asked if I had somewhere more private to go. He said he likes to see what he's fucking.... Fortunately, I lived close to the bookstore, and so he came in my mouth at home LOL. This is just the front part of his cock, in all it was about 9 inches long and a perfect consistent thickness all the way through with, as you can see, a perfect helmet knob. It wouldn't fit in my ass, though we tried. I have a wide mouth and a deep throat though, and he fed it to me a few times - but then he disappeared. :-( .
If you see this, Chad, please call me - I really need to suck your cock some more....

Here are some more fun foreskin shots -

This one combines the delights of foreskin and the enchanting setting of a urinal:

Anyway, I also have a glory hole fetish, so that's a fave from my collection at the bottom.

A Steady Stream of Sturdy Studs

2009-10-09T12:57:00.000-07:00

I've made it with two of the guys in this set of clips. The first is the guy on the right - he's the guy in the blue shorts at the very beginning of the video - OMFG this man is SO FUCKING HOT and I know because he fucked me up the ass and down the throat for about about 3 hours in Chicago in 1978! He was about 6'4" and built like a brick shithouse with 17 or 18" biceps HWP - and the Cock of Heaven! So big my thumb and index finger were well unable to meet - and LONG... it was a one timer and I still get all dizzy thinking about it. He was so big and burly and strong that he was lifting me up and carrying me around on his cock, and putting me against the wall like that scene in the Godfather. He was a porn star, a $200 an hour Stud, and that was alot those days.

The other guy is at the end, and he's my Daddy, Dan, and I've been taking care of that thing for Him since 1983. You should see the videos I can't show here!!!!! There are some stills in my first post. You can hear audio recreations of our encounters on my Regulerz blog.

Glory Hole Poetry

2009-10-08T09:19:00.000-07:00

Say Hi to Mike! We met at a bookstore and he's fed me his cock many times over the past three years. He usually comes at about two in the morning and is only there 20 or 30 minutes. It's just heavenly, I gotta tell ya!

Trolling the coin-op is not always as rewarding...

Y'know, how sometimes you sit for what seems like hours, waiting for the next man to fill your hole? A boy can get bored sitting in a dark cell lit only by a circle of light at cock height just inches from your lips. It becomes necessary to devise ways to keep from getting bored, just listening to moaning and disco. Nowadays I'm sure y'all have your G8s or whatever in there with you. That'd be super. I'm also interested in the possibility of secretly videotaping urinals with those button-sized video cameras....

In my case, I composed poetry. Here's one:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've got a flat spot on the top of my head,

where you can set your beer -

My mouth feels like it's toothless,

'cause I'm a little queer -

I'm three feet tall when I'm on my knees -

my tongue is eight inches long -

The guys all know that I luv to please

a Man with a big juicy Dong!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hot Delivery Men

2009-10-08T09:04:00.000-07:00

Visit my youtube channel to see some of my ambient bulging basket videos
http://www.youtube.com/user/Edger420cam

Here's a sample.

Also, for some safe-for-work cocksucking audio, visit my other blog Just Regulerz. These mp3 files are easy listening for the Hard of hearing - lots of verbal domination and submission, muscle showing and taunting, and cock worship developed into a nearly mystical experience. These might be nice to have on your ipod while waiting at the coin-op.

Cheerio!

Some favorite pix.

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The black and white pic is of Lou, who I sucked off once a week for 18 years, until his stupid wife made him move to fucking Tampa. The color pic of the boy lapping on a huge schlong is me back in the 80s with Tony, who would make me dress up like a porn slut and fuck me for hours.

Glory Holes are just so fun - the way they 'frame the man.'

I was kleenex boy in a busy bookstore

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Wow. Back in the day, in the 70s and 80s, I sucked more dick than I can possibly remember. In bookstores, YMCAs, truck stops, rest stops and gas stations from coast to coast, in Canada, Mexico, Spain, and Morocco - some of the best was in Western Colorado, and Montreal. Just love those cowboys.

After HIV, I switched to more regular relationships. I sucked Dan's thick 9 inch cock last week twice in one night, and I've been blowing him 2 or 3 times a month since 1983! And he still gets rock hard and squirts like a champ!

There's also Steve, and Lou, and several other regulars, all of whom I sucked of hundreds if not thousands of times. Some of them have gotten to know each other in passing, and in passing me around... I lived near a Naval base in San Diego for a while, and was also on a ship - in those days if I didn't suck off at least 15 guys a day, I felt I had really slacked off.

The thrill of the bookstore was out-weighed by the convenience of having them just walk in, drop trou, and unload. Often my face was still wet when the next one walked in; and often both ends of me were put to use to handle the overflow.

Nowadays it's much more sedate, after sucking probably 40,000 men to completion I'm content with my regulerz and just watching all the fun stuff on line.

I love to read the posts of the various busy cocksuckers out there... Keep at it, boys! Here's of me servicing Dan one of the thousands of times I've sucked him off.

In future posts I'll tell some stories about the days of yore.