<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933</id><updated>2012-01-31T21:32:00.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland Bottom Dude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2109085302403112658</id><published>2012-01-29T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:25:34.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week...</title><content type='html'>I have such a backlog of stories I've not had time to write about I'm beginning to think I need a secretary I can dictate them to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, on one of my days off I headed down to the dirty bookstore. The parking lot was pretty full, but that's not a guarantee of anything. I paid my $10 and went in, checking things out. There was the usual assortment of old trolls, and in about the 5th booth I checked in there was a guy in his 40's stroking a decent sized slab of meat. I wanted to check out the other booths before committing to anything, so I went on to check the other occupants of the place out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I had peered in on was following me around, so I thought what the hell, I'm here for dick and here's an OK looking guy with a hard dick for me so I may as well suck it. He followed me into a booth and his dick was already out of his pants. I bent over to suck it, while unbuttoning my pants and pulling my underwear down. I had only blown him for 2 or 3 minutes when he was feeling up my ass. I turned around to let him get a better view, and he started to finger fuck me. I bent over against the wall to give him better access, and in an instant he was hawking great big gobs of spit on my hole and shoving his cock inside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jackhammer fucked me for about 5 minutes, only stopping once to slop some more spit on his cock. He never let up, until he finally grabbed my hips, shoved his cock all the way inside me and dumped the contents of his nuts deep in my guts. He pulled out, and I bent back over to pull up my pants. When I turned around, he was gone. I had that guy's load in me, and I don't think he had spoken a single word to me at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got me all hot and bothered, so I headed over to the other side of the arcade. There wasn't much going on, in the very last booth I spotted the guy that broke up my potential action in my last story getting down with a cute construction worker type. I glanced in and left, after the brush-off I got last time I wasn't going to pursue anything there. I wandered around for a bit more, found a guy that wanted to get blown so I sucked him off and swallowed his load. I made another check and construction worker and the interrupter were just finishing up -- I peeked in just in time to see interrupter wasting his load by shooting it all over the floor. I watched that scene, and then went about my business. A few minutes later, construction worker was standing there checking his cell phone, and I figured he'd be leaving. I watched a movie for a minute or two, then headed over to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the last set of booths, Mr Construction worker was there, leaning against the wall massaging himself through his jeans. Well, I thought, no harm in trying, so I went into the booth opposite his and found a movie to watch. He seemed to be checking me out so I unzipped and started stroking. He watched for a minute, then left. Damn, I thought. About a minute later, he was back. Then he left again, then he came back and was massaging himself through his pants again. I unbuttoned my pants and let them drop around my ankles. He unzipped and freed his tool, which was about 6 inches and on the fat side. We made eye contact a few times, so I took that as an invitation. I pulled my pants up and headed over to his booth. We said hellos and I started to stroke his meat. He moaned in approval, so I bent over and started to blow him. He started running his calloused hands over my body, so I stopped for a minute and took my shirt off. He liked my chest, and was running his hands all over it and licking my nipples. I was way into that! :) I had never stopped stroking him, and he eased my head back onto his dick. Like the last guy, after a few minutes of sucking, his hand was down my pants. I unbuttoned them, giving him free access and he started to finger my hole. I couldn't tell if he could feel the wetness from the other guy's load or not, but it wasn't long before he was spinning me around and shoving his cock inside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both grunting up a storm, his cock stretching me nicely and getting lubed by the big load the last guy had dumped in me. After about 10 minutes he said "Turn around and bend over the bench." I complied and this angle gave him even better access to my hole, which he took full advantage of. After another 5 minutes or so he started making those noises guys make when they're about to cum. Without asking, he shot his load up my ass. I guess he figured it was OK since I already had, or he thought I had, a load inside me. After we finished we talked for about 5 minutes and he gave me his number and told me next time his house would be a much better place to fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2109085302403112658?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2109085302403112658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2109085302403112658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2109085302403112658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2109085302403112658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-week.html' title='This Week...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3310515656848512502</id><published>2012-01-22T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:37:35.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Load Count Update</title><content type='html'>Load count is up to 12. I took 4 loads this weekend, 3 from old fuckbuds and 1 from a new fuckbud who is conveniently right around the corner from work. He loves to fuck me because I let him in me bare, not like his women. "Bitches be makin' me wear a condom when I fuck 'em in the ass." he said. More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3310515656848512502?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3310515656848512502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3310515656848512502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3310515656848512502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3310515656848512502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2012/01/load-count-update.html' title='Load Count Update'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-665286426392347367</id><published>2012-01-12T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:14:36.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Track</title><content type='html'>I've decided to keep track of how many loads get squirted up my ass this year. So far, the total is 5. They've been 5 different men, so far, but I will add loads from the same guy to the total.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-665286426392347367?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/665286426392347367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=665286426392347367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/665286426392347367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/665286426392347367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2012/01/keeping-track.html' title='Keeping Track'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6833972032175852524</id><published>2012-01-06T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:55:20.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Fuck</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of those rare days that made me feel completely sexually satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll run down the parts leading up to the "main event"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put out an ad looking for a load. I got one reply, the guy honestly didn't sound like much based on how vague he was with info but I thought what the hell, I need a bare dick in me. I arrived at his house and yeah, he had a decent body but was not very attractive. He sat down in a recliner that looked like Archie Bunker could've sat in it and pulled out his dick. I started sucking on it, and at least ugly guy had a big dick. After a few minutes of that he was ready to fuck so I greased up his cock and he bent me over his old recliner and slid his raw tool inside. I focused on the cock in me rather than what it was attached to, and was starting to enjoy the fuck. As he was fucking me I noticed how old-ladyish his house was. Every surface covered in figurines, gaudy area rugs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fucked me for a bit, then suddenly pulled out and shot a big load all over my ass. FUCK! So I got fucked by ugly guy for basically nothing since I didn't even get the load. I waited a minute and he didn't at least offer a towel to wipe his load off my ass so I pulled up my pants and left. After wasting 30 minutes on a fucking flake I headed out to the dirty bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there and there were a lot of guys about, but nobody really doing anything. I spotted a construction worker type guy and wanted his load. He went in a booth, and I went in the one opposite. He was one of those shy ones who stood there not doing anything for a long time. After about 10 minutes he finally took his dick out and started stroking. Just then a guy I'd fucked around with before showed up and stood in the hallway between the booths and started jacking. I started to go into cute guy's booth but was beaten to it by the other guy. Damn. Well, since we'd played before I went in and played with both their chests and finally got down and started sucking cute guy's cock. Of course this attracted some damn troll that was trying to get at my ass totally ruining the vibe. Troll finally took the hint and left, and then the guy I had fucked around with before said "Could you give us a few minutes alone?" Whatever. I just left the place, and checking my email I had a response to my ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there and there wasn't much to tell about the fuck, it was one of those where the travel there took longer than the actual sex. He did leave a load in me, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was pretty horny. I decided to go to another adult theater I don't usually go to as it's pretty disgusting, even for me. I got there and there was a decent crowd so I paid my admission and went in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around and didn't see many people so I went back to the dingy area behind the screen where most of the action takes place. There was a younger guy getting blown by someone... I couldn't really see in the dim light. I watched them, the guy was really going to town face fucking the other guy. I tweaked the guy's nips, felt up his chest and watched him work over the other guy's mouth. I pulled my pants down in case anyone nearby wanted to sample it. After about 5 minutes I guess the guy sucking the cock got tired (I don't know how long he had been getting face fucked) because he stood up and leaned up against the wall. I waited a bit, having just had my trick stolen I wasn't going to do that to someone else, but he didn't seem interested in the cock anymore so I started to lick the head. It was about 8 inches, not too fat but delightfully long! I started to suck on it, and the top seemed to enjoy it. After I sucked for a bit the original sucker knelt down and was watching. I offered him the guy's cock but he didn't take it so I took that as a sign he was done. I started to work on that shaft when the top started to rub his hands on my back and shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking he might want to feel my ass, I got up from my knees into the less comfortable bent over position and continued sucking his cock. He rubbed around my back and eventually to my ass. He ran his hand over my cheeks for a bit as I blew him, eventually working a finger in. This made me moan, so he slipped it in a bit more. Hoping this was go further I stood up and since I was still facing him he had his hand between my legs working 2 fingers in my hole, some of Craigslist guy's cum starting to run out, coating the other guy's fingers. He felt this and started to fingerfuck me. It was difficult to turn around with his hand between my legs, so I just twisted a bit and he got the hint and took his hand out and let me turn around so my ass was facing him. He fingerfucked some more, and I bent over to give him better access. He took the opportunity to slip his cock inside. Bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately CL guy had left a huge load up in me, so this guy didn't need any lube. Once he got his whole shaft in me he started to fuck. HARD. This guy wasted no time at all in fucking my ass like a man possessed. Pulling completely out, slamming it back in to the balls over and over. At some point some guy came and stood in front of me as if he wanted me to suck his cock so I grabbed onto his legs for dear life. The man fucking me was doubling his effort and all I could do was moan out a stream of gibberish, clutching the man in front of me. My top's cock was flying in and out of me -- him grabbing onto my hips and pounding in and out not caring if I wanted a brutal fuck or not. I don't think he gave a fuck if I was enjoying it or not. After what seemed like a week of this but was probably only 15 minutes he stopped. He was jacking his dick, so I asked if he had cum. My hole was so numb from the fuck I couldn't tell. "No." He replied, beating his cum covered dick. I bent back over so he could fuck some more or shoot it on my back, when he shoved it back in and unloaded about a pint of thick cum up in my ass. When he was done he pulled out and I stood up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow. That was a hell of a fuck." &lt;br /&gt;"Thanks." &lt;br /&gt;"How long had it been since you last came? That felt like a huge load!"&lt;br /&gt;"I always cum that much. Everyday. Treat for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pulling my pants up he was out and headed back to the theater. I'd like to say I kept his cum in me but he was so totally destroyed my hole it all leaked down my ass, down my balls and down my leg. I found him leaving the bathroom as I was going in. I went in and wiped off the huge amount of cum in my crack and saw him standing there. I complemented him on his fucking ability and saw him clearly for the first time -- a guy in his early 30's, blond haired and Russian or European looking and kind of book-nerdy looking. Totally hot. He stood there for a second and I checked my phone to see what time it was, still delirious from that intense fuck. Sadly, he had gone by the time it dawned on me to give him my number -- it had been so long since I had a fuck that intense I simply wasn't thinking straight. If I ever see him again you know I will be offering him up my hole to destroy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6833972032175852524?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6833972032175852524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6833972032175852524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6833972032175852524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6833972032175852524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2012/01/hate-fuck.html' title='Hate Fuck'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5427543985548063607</id><published>2011-12-31T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:23:46.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Condom Fills Me Up</title><content type='html'>So the guy from the last story wanted to meet up again. This time, no condoms were mentioned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: where do you want the cum this time slut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can fill me up if you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: your  ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was settled. His wife was asleep upstairs, so he snuck me into his basement so he could seed my ass. I arrived at his place, was led to the basement where there was a bunch of kid's toys, boxes of junk and an old sofa behind the furnace. He pulled his shorts down and ordered me to suck his dick. I sucked his dick, licked his balls, sucked his dick and then he was hard. He wanted me to bend over so he could finger my hole, so I complied. He was saying some dirty stuff, which as difficult to hear since there was a load of clothes going in the washing machine. I could make out "slut" and "whore", though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes he grabbed my hips and guided my ass down to his hard, bare dick. "Ride it, bitch!" he ordered, so I complied. I kept bouncing up and down on that cock, supporting myself on his knees until he got me on my feet and bent me over the couch. He was getting ready to blow, and he was slam fucking my ass. "Tell me you want my cum!" "Fuck yeah! Give me all your fucking cum!" "Ahhhh! You whore!" he said as he shoved his rod in my hole and dumped all his nutjuice inside me. When he was done I thanked him, pulled up my pants and left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5427543985548063607?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5427543985548063607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5427543985548063607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5427543985548063607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5427543985548063607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-condom-fills-me-up.html' title='Mr. Condom Fills Me Up'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6281414704908140892</id><published>2011-12-25T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:27:21.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of The Unused Rubber</title><content type='html'>Going back to my previous posts about nobody using condoms, here's 2 past encounters condensed into one handy story for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding out my 11-11 story, the next guy that came over was a redheaded guy. Nice pics, and after we had exchanged pics and I'd given him my location comes this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:sounds good--I prefer to fuck safe only, what's your stand on that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:I have condoms and lube!&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I did have the condoms just in case someone refused to fuck without one, but they were put out of sight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Excellent.  I need to take a shower and change, but I don't live too far away from where you are.  Want me to call when I'm on my way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed a condom and the lube on the nightstand and waited for him to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrived, and we chatted a bit and then he got on the bed. We made out, I got naked, he removed his clothes a piece at a time until I had his cock in my mouth and was sucking him to hardness. I had a nice rhythm going and reached up to play with his nips. He was oohing and aahing, so I decided to take my mouth Northward and suck on his nips. That did the trick as he started to jack his dick, until he reached towards my hole, which I had positioned near his cock, and shoved his bare tool inside. I let out a moan and sat all the way down on it. I had very little lube left in me, VERY little. The friction was uncomfortable, but I was afraid if I stopped for lube he'd ask for a condom so I just had to grin and bear it. I rode him for about 10 minutes until he announced he was cumming. I didn't get off and he filled me with his redheaded seed. He never did ask for the condom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tonight... I was horned up so I had gone to my usual spots on the internet. I had a guy that was on my way home, so we started talking. Truth be told, I almost made an excuse because he was one of those 100 email types, asking all kinds of questions but not offering much information about himself. Adding to the annoyance was this portion of the Email exchange: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: pic? how would you get me hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll do whatever it takes to get you hard... Suck your dick, lick your&lt;br /&gt;balls, work your nips, whatever gets you in the mood to fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: pic?  swallow? condom to fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was deliberately ignoring the pic part as he'd not offered up one of himself yet... and it really pisses me off when someone demands a pic but doesn't have one to offer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further down the million Email exchange, as I'm on my way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: i'll grab a shower.u got condoms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes u got lube?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: lotion ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH! I was almost there, so I thought what the hell... I could put up with a rubbered fuck, there was the chance the lotion would break the damn thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive at his place, he sits on the couch and tells me to suck him hard. I obey, and a few minutes into the suck he's rubbing my ass with his foot. Feeling my pants he says "You'd better get those off." I strip, and he wants to see my ass. He grabs the lotion and starts fingering me, still sitting on the couch with me squatted over his bare dick. He's furiously jacking while fingering, until he grabs my ass with one hand, his other hand on the base of his dick and he slides in. Bare. He starts forcing me to bounce up and down on his bare cock, all the while telling me how he likes my ass and how I like his cock inside me. I'm moaning in agreement, and in the furious fucking his cock falls out. He puts me up on the floor, right next to the Christmas tree and shoves his bare cock back in. He fucks me HARD for about another 5 minutes until he pulls out and shoots all over my face. While I would have preferred the load in my ass, at least I didn't have to feel that rubber sawing my ass apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to my getting pissed off about pics... I was Emailing another guy who wanted me to come over to his place so he could fuck me in his garage while his wife was asleep upstairs. NICE! I got rock hard at the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Got any lube?  Ok to BB?  Ok in a cold garage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah I got lube. You want to cum inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Have never worn a condom.  Wouldn't even know how to put one on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned on going by his place after I finished with million Email March... then I get this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Can't see you without a photo.  Sorry.  Super DL here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH! Not that I mind sending a photo... BUT... the "have to be discreet" thing means they won't send YOU a pic. Now, since I was curious, I went to Facebook and tried his Email. I saw his profile and photo, not bad -- decent enough I'd let him fuck me bare, anyway. However, he doesn't know I already know all about him so I've sent a pic and asked for one in return. Should I just ignore the annoyance and go ahead and meet anyway, even if he doesn't send a pic? I'm in two minds over that, and I think you all know which one will win out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I've been getting fucked and cummed in by the chubby black guy and the kind of queeny white guy at least once a week since I met them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6281414704908140892?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6281414704908140892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6281414704908140892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6281414704908140892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6281414704908140892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-of-unused-rubber.html' title='Story Of The Unused Rubber'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-537588485987210620</id><published>2011-12-08T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:46:36.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condoms?</title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to think nobody actually USES them anymore. I've been out there lately, and guys whose profiles say "Safe only" talk about how they want to shoot in my hole even though my profile says "Safe only". The last several fucks I've had have all been bare, even one guy that had a whole safe sex speech on his profile never once said anything about one when his dick was spreading my ass open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does make it easier for me, since I love getting cum shot in me. I'm really hoping I can stay negative... but the need for having a guy just slide it in and fuck me bare just takes over sometimes and I just can't help it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-537588485987210620?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/537588485987210620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=537588485987210620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/537588485987210620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/537588485987210620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/12/condoms.html' title='Condoms?'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4942776211460020437</id><published>2011-11-13T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:49:47.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried...</title><content type='html'>I tried to celebrate 11-11 by taking 11 loads... Sadly, guys in this town weren't cooperating and I ended up with 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, those that did show were great. Load #1 was a retired fireman, early 50's. He had a nice body, thinning hair and a rock hard 7" spike. Once he arrived I could see his cock straining the material of his pants. We made small talk for a bit, then he undressed and "freed the beast". He had a very nice set of nuts that I massaged while I worked on his tool. Inbetween moans and "Aaaahs" he asked if I liked that cock, which I answered in the affirmative. A few minutes later I was asked if I wanted it in my ass, which I also replied in the affirmative. I suppose the thought of fucking sent him over the edge because I got 4 or 5 shots of very nice tasting cum in my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Load #2 was a married guy who I had sucked off before, and AFTER that he started in about how badly he wanted to fuck me and breed my ass. He came over, a cute younger Latin or Indian guy, and got undressed and started feeding me his uncut cock. He laid back on the bed and let me suck him, until he lifted my head off his tool and said "I'm ready." I handed him the lube and bent over the bed. He slid in, a little painful at first but not too bad. He fucked like that for about 10 minutes before saying "Ah..." and shoving his rod in balls deep and presumably unloading in me. He went and cleaned up, and when he emerged he said something about my not being tight... It was tight enough to make you cum, wasn't it? We chatted for a bit then he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good while went by before load #3, thanks to a flake and a few 1,000 email types. In this time, the second guy's load started to leak out of my ass. Damn. I had wanted to keep it in me! As I was trying to keep the cum from coming out of me, #3 arrived. He was pretty heavy, but not anything crazy. He was divorced with a kid so he was pretty horny to get off. He never took his shirt off, just dropped trou as soon as he got in the door. He had a pretty fat 5 incher, which I sucked to full hardness. I didn't try to get him to fuck me as he wanted a rubber and I wanted his cum in me. I sucked him, licked his nips, licked his balls... did everything I could to make it feel good and get him to blow. While I was licking his balls, he announced his intention to do just that. I got my mouth back on his rod in time to capture the nice load he shot. He expressed an interest in meeting again, and I think I would. He might not be a lot of people's "ideal man" but A) he showed up and B) he shot a nice load and was very eager to use my mouth as a dumping ground for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4942776211460020437?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4942776211460020437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4942776211460020437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4942776211460020437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4942776211460020437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-tried.html' title='I tried...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7128074701267531271</id><published>2011-10-27T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:15:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Up</title><content type='html'>Stopped by the chubby black guy's today for more cum. He's a quiet one, even in the texts he never says much, but he's a good fuck so I can live with that. No condoms anywhere in sight, probably because I asked him if he wanted to cum in me again before I went over there. "Yes" was the one-word text I got in response. It worked for both of us, he got off and I'm sitting here hours later with his load starting to leak out of my ass with that unique scent that only aged cum has...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7128074701267531271?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7128074701267531271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7128074701267531271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7128074701267531271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7128074701267531271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/10/follow-up.html' title='Follow Up'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-929709141264788201</id><published>2011-10-23T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:17:27.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Endings</title><content type='html'>This guy had been hitting me up on A4A for a while. Things never seemed to work out -- something always came up. Today I hit him up since I was getting off work and he was close by, and he wasn't going to be available until later. "OK, We'll try another time." I replied. "I'm free right now." was the response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed up and was at his house in about 20 minutes. He was in a sort of ghetto area, the house across the street was abandoned and had the siding stolen, and the street was pockmarked with empty lots where abandoned houses had been torn down. I parked and went to the door. A kind of chubby average looking black guy met me at the door. Not ugly or anything, just a chubby ghetto black guy. We were up in the bedroom in a minute, and on the bedside table was an insane amount of condoms. There must've been like 5 boxes worth of condoms there. Damn. I thought since I was here I may as well get fucked, but it wasn't going to be as fun as a nice bare fuck. He was naked on the bed by the time I got my shoes off, so I started sucking his tool. It was a nice one, about 7" and just the right girth to suck on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deepthroated him for about 10 minutes, with him just laying there with a happy look on his face, when he put his hands on me and pulled me up. He was ready to fuck, so I put his bare tool at my hole, but it needed lube so I reached over to the table and grabbed the KY that was there and greased his shaft up. I sat back down on it and he let out a little moan. With his size it was difficult to get him in me in that position, so he grabbed my hand and motioned me to turn over on my stomach. I did, and heard fumbling at the bedside table. Damn. He's going for a condom, I thought. Nope, more lube. He slid his bare shaft in me and pounded the hell out of my hole. For being a big guy, he could throw a mean fuck! He fucked me for at least 20 minutes in various positions until he had me on my back, pile driving his cock into my hole when suddenly he stopped, got a look of ecstasy on his face, let out a little moan and I felt 5 or 6 shots of cum entering my asshole. "Wow. I needed that." he said, the first words spoken since we started fucking. I left, happy to have some cum inside me. I wonder what he had all those condoms for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-929709141264788201?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/929709141264788201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=929709141264788201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/929709141264788201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/929709141264788201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-endings.html' title='Happy Endings'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5582186391261004832</id><published>2011-10-09T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:00:29.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstore</title><content type='html'>So I found myself out of town, and horny. There was a sleazy bookstore nearby, so I drove the 20 minutes and headed in. It was not the ideal situation... lots of bottoms and no tops. UGH! Finally this gray haired black guy came in, and headed for a booth closing the door. One of the trollish types went in and was escorted out, another guy had the same luck. Well, what the hell, I figured, and went into the booth next to him and pressed the "buddy" button. These booths were really shitty, I could barely see anything but I could see he was stroking a decent uncut cock. My time ran out, so I thought I'd try since he *seemed* to be interested, and he was the only shot I had at cock at that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door to his booth and got a warm welcome. I slid my shorts down and started stroking his cock. I bent over and sucked it for a few minutes when the time ran out on the video. As a way of testing the waters to see if he wanted more than just head I bent over to get a dollar out of my pocket, pointing my ass toward him. He took the bait, rubbing his cock over my ass. I straightened up and rubbed back, at which point he started trying to put his bare cock inside me. I wasn't lubed, so I dug the lube out of my pocked and stroked his shaft. "Oooh, that feels nice" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lined his bare cock up with my hole and he pushed it the rest of the way in, and started pounding away, telling me how much he liked my ass. He rubbed his hands all over my chest and ass, until he grabbed me tight and announced he was cumming. He shoved all his cock in and filled me with 4 or 5 spurts of his old black cum. "Thanks" was all he said as he closed his zipper and left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5582186391261004832?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5582186391261004832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5582186391261004832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5582186391261004832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5582186391261004832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/10/bookstore.html' title='Bookstore'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5355101234958890223</id><published>2011-09-30T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T19:37:58.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitor To Town</title><content type='html'>This happened earlier this year... I'm having a sleepless night so I'm just now getting around to writing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Email simply said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sup dude. am horny as fuck. wanna coem to my hotel?  reply back with pix. very nice looking...VERY masculine (REAL MAN) white...VERY discreet....AND HORNY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied back, and got: "nice looking man. got a cock pic? want to come to my hotel now?" I was sort of annoyed with the lack of picture in reply, but something about the exchange was turning me on, so I continued talking. After a few more messages he hits me with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cool. Stats??   And cause I am married man.....havent used a condom in years wtih my wife..so cant stay hard with one on.  but trust me man...proimse ya i am completely 100% clean!  k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to then, I had never promised going raw with someone I had never seen before. Something about this whole exchange was pushing my buttons, or maybe I was just becoming sluttier, but I just replied with a message asking for his room number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the number, leave work and am around the corner from the hotel when I get "where you at?? some of my group just came to my room.  damn it...let me try to get rid of em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then I was getting irritated. If I had wasted a half hour replying to this guys 100 emails and then was going to get nothing I was going to be pissed. Some at him, and some with myself for playing the Endless Email game. I asked if they were gone or were they joining in, and got "we are having a drink..told them one....and then I had to go.  wait on me outside please. will let you know when I am back in my room. k?" followed by another message begging me not to leave. I told myself I'd give him 5 minutes, then I was debating on going up anyway or leaving. Just as I was about to leave I got a message saying to come up. I got to his room and he was kind of hillbilly looking, but not bad. He wasted no time in hopping up on the bed and exposing his stiff meat. I sucked it a bit and after about 5 minutes he reached over to the nightstand and got the lube. He greased his shaft and told me to sit on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed up, and eased his bare tool in my hole. It slid in and he sighed. He held me on his cock and started to pump in, telling me how good my hole felt and how he hadn't gotten off the whole time he had been here and how horny he was. I'd like to say he fucked me all night... but it was only about 15 minutes of skin to skin friction before he announced he was cumming. I guess he figured I was taking the load, because the announcement didn't come until after the first shot had entered my hole, then he just went balls deep and held me there. We chatted for a minute, I put my clothes on and walked out the door as he turned over to go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5355101234958890223?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5355101234958890223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5355101234958890223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5355101234958890223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5355101234958890223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/09/visitor-to-town.html' title='Visitor To Town'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8552455058195554860</id><published>2011-09-30T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T19:57:50.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Self-Checkout Is Best...</title><content type='html'>I was in Target today and saw they had trial sizes of KY on clearance. They're the perfect size for carrying to the bookstore, so I bought 20. I can only imagine what the cashier was thinking, LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8552455058195554860?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8552455058195554860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8552455058195554860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8552455058195554860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8552455058195554860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-self-checkout-is-best.html' title='Sometimes Self-Checkout Is Best...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4724893551431653202</id><published>2011-09-23T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:12:34.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame!</title><content type='html'>Who on Earth gives head with a rubber? I tried it once and almost barfed on the guy's dick form the damn thing hitting the back of my throat, not to mention the total lack of enjoyment! I may as well have been sucking on a dildo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4724893551431653202?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4724893551431653202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4724893551431653202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4724893551431653202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4724893551431653202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/09/lame.html' title='Lame!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8410079341695896741</id><published>2011-09-22T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T11:13:03.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Last Night</title><content type='html'>I was horny, so I decided to turn to the internet in a last ditch effort to get laid. The 'net seems to have dried up in these parts, at least for me, but when I go on vacations I always get great sex from it. Anyhow, back to the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an Email from a latin guy that said "top here wanting to pound a nice ass i like what i see on your ad 7 and a halfe uncut here thick. thin here not fat 23 let me know whats up." and a photo of his respectable cock. That began an Email exchange that went on a bit longer than I would have liked, but he kept saying things to get me going such as "damm woulde love to plowe that ass! do you like my tool want it up your ass?" and "ok how do you want to do this? man i am gona fuck you good i want you to feel my balls smacking on your ass as i pound you. and i want to hear the sound your ass makes as i pound it. can i come in your ass?" so I let the Emailing go on longer than I normally would have. However, after a half hour I thought it was time to either hook up or move on to another reply. Finally he coughed up the address and I was at his place in 10 minutes. I got in and he was very good looking and... married. His wife was out of town on a business trip so he was playing around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really was jut there to get fucked so I dropped my shorts and started massaging his basket. His cock was hard in an instant so I pulled his shorts down and started sucking. He was reaching around playing with my ass and telling me how good it looked, so after a few minutes I turned around and let him get a good look. "Oh, yes, you want to ride it?" "Hell yes!" "There's lube and a condom over there." I picked up the lube and squirted a good amount on his dick, then climbed up and put it at my hole. Since he didn't bring up the condom again I slid it all the way in. "Oh, shit that feels sooo good" he said. He had me ride him for a few minutes, then saked "Do you want me to fuck you like I fuck my wife's pussy?" "YES!" I replied. He got me on all fours and put his tool back in. After about 5 minutes of dirty talk he had to stop so he wouldn't cum. "Do you want me to cum now?" "Fuck me as long as you want." He had relaxed a bit and started pounding me hard. "I'm going to cum." "I'm going to cum inside you." "GIVE IT TO ME!" I said, as he went balls deep and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me. "I didn't want to cum so quick, but your ass felt too good." I replied "You don't have to take it out yet." So he left his half hard cock inside me, and he was hard again in about a minute. He fucked me for about another 5 minutes before groaning and grabbing my hips. "I just came again." Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said our goodbyes and I went home. There was another reply to my ad, and I was really tired but the advertised tool looked rather nice. After another Email exchange that went on a lot longer than I wanted I was at this guy's house. He wanted to do an anon thing, so he had the lights out and fucked me in his entryway. He sounded a bit queenier than I normally like, but I was there and his bare dick was in my ass fucking me with the latin guy's cum still in me. After a bit he asked where he should cum. "Where ever you want." "I'm going to give you what you came here for." and with that he unloaded his balls into me. I went home and went to sleep. When I woke up in the morning a ton of cum had leaked out of my ass and was all over my legs and the bedsheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8410079341695896741?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8410079341695896741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8410079341695896741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8410079341695896741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8410079341695896741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/09/about-last-night.html' title='About Last Night'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7903980342399336430</id><published>2011-09-22T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:10:08.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhetorical Question</title><content type='html'>Does it make me a slut if I'm sitting here with 3 loads of cum from 2 different guys in my ass?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7903980342399336430?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7903980342399336430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7903980342399336430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7903980342399336430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7903980342399336430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/09/rhetorical-question.html' title='Rhetorical Question'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4441759834367770111</id><published>2011-08-04T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:23:23.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Fucking</title><content type='html'>So I did get out of town after all... and of course I put up ads in the usual places offering my services. One of the first replies I got was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wats gud. 21 blk hiv- n ddfree " and attached was a picture of his dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBvw5ZYuHBE/Tjt-JCwWNOI/AAAAAAAAACc/m6Ocq3k7ONk/s1600/IMAG0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBvw5ZYuHBE/Tjt-JCwWNOI/AAAAAAAAACc/m6Ocq3k7ONk/s200/IMAG0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637238052407882978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the longest message of our 5-Email exchange. I replied with a pic of my ass, he asked where I was, I gave him the hotel and room number and that was that. Within 10 minutes, a studhunk was there in my room, boner already tenting his gym shorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give you a detailed description of him, but in all honesty I really didn't get that good a look at his face. He looked like a younger version of Det. Green from Law &amp; Order from what I recall. Anyway, he wasted no time in stripping his shorts off and hopping on the bed and telling me to "Suck my dick, bitch." I did, right away and if I wasn't doing what he wanted he would grab my head and jam his cock down my throat. "That's it, choke on that shit, you slut." He facefucked me for about 10 minutes, before pushing me down the bed. "Get your ass over that bed." And with that, he shoved his whole cock in my ass with no lube. I'd been fucked earier that night (Lame fuck, not worth writing about) but the combination of his size, force and the unexpectedness caused me to jump up a bit. "FUCKIN WHORE DON'T PULL AWAY FROM ME! THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED! as he grabbed my ass and shoved it in to the balls once again. I was relaxed this time, and was leaking a ton of precum from his forceful nature. He pounded me like that, pulling all the way out and ramming back in for a good while before ordering me on my knees to suck him some more. After a few minutes he threw me to the floor and rammed it in again, grabbing my ass hard and calling me all sorts of names. He put me back up on the bed to finish off -- balls deep he went and said "I'M FUCKING CUMMING IN THIS ASS!!! TAKE IT, YOU SLUT!" And cum he did. I swear it must've been 5 days worth of jizz on there. He ripped his dick out of my ass and went into the bathroom to wipe off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he'd be leaving when he returned and hopped back up on the bed. "Suck me." So I did, and he was hard again in no time. He resumed the hatefucking of my throat, before telling me "I want more of that ass." I bent back over the bed, and he shoved it back in, the entry was much easier with the pint of cum he shot in there acting as lube. "Fuckin' whore!" he said as he pulled out and jacked another wad of cum all over my ass. "I'm done. Go clean up." I obeyed and went in the bathroom and wiped the cum off my ass, leaving all his seed IN my hole. I came out and found him half-dressed fiddling with his phone. "Thanks." I said "Mmmm hmm." was his distracted reply. He'd gotten off and hed no further use for me... which was perfectly fine. He put his shirt on and left, and I got dressed. As I went in the bathroom to brush up for bed I saw the cumstains on my shirt. Bastard had used my shirt to wipe his dick off! I still haven't washed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4441759834367770111?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4441759834367770111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4441759834367770111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4441759834367770111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4441759834367770111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/08/vacation-fucking.html' title='Vacation Fucking'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBvw5ZYuHBE/Tjt-JCwWNOI/AAAAAAAAACc/m6Ocq3k7ONk/s72-c/IMAG0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5540511723379266425</id><published>2011-07-16T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T23:41:49.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post, New Loads</title><content type='html'>I'll start with an overview of my last few trips to the baths that saw any action at all. I will say that reading other people's blogs has helped me in a way -- sometimes when I go it seems I can't even get the desperate old troll to fuck me and I thought it was me. Turns out everyone has a night like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this posting I will focus on the other nights... I'll start with 3 weeks ago. It was a Monday, which is always busy because it's $1 locker day. I got there and headed into the steam room. There was a mid 40's black guy there stroking a nice piece of meat so I sat down by him. He kept stroking and eyed me, I took that to be an invitation so I put his rod in my mouth. I blew him for about 10 minutes. He never really said anything, just put his hands on my head and shoved his cock in me a few times. I was getting tired of sucking so I asked him if he liked to fuck. "Up to you." He said. I pulled the lube out and greased up his pole. I put one leg up on the bench and guided his bare cock to my hole. He worked it in and fucked me for maybe 5 minutes before shooting a load inside me. As soon as he was done he pulled out and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the corner and there was a darker skinned muscular guy there, looked to be in his late 20's. He was in a dark alcove of the steam room, but I could see he was massaging a nice bulge under his towel. I had no idea if he'd just seen me with the black guy but I wasn't going to question as he motioned me into the alcove, opening his towel. I got down on my knees and blew him, and he emitted some "oohs" and "Aahs". Since my ass was warmed up, I asked him if he liked to fuck. "I am a top." He said, in an accent I couldn't really pick up from so few words. I just got up, drizzled a little lube on his cock and he did the rest. In one motion he had slid about 7 inches of fat meat inside me. "Oh, yes, baby..." he said as he sped up his thrusts. Again, this was a quickie and after about 5 minutes he shoved in balls deep and unloaded a few jets of sperm into my hole. Satisfied, he pulled out, said thanks, and exited the steam room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around a bit, spotted a black bodybuilder type who had fucked me before. (See previous entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we said hello and stuff but he seemed busy talking to some twinky kids he had probably fucked before. Oh, well, just because he was all over me once doesn't mean he's going to ravage me every time! I walked around for a while, until I came across him in the video room, getting sucked by some guy again. He saw me and pulled free from the guy he was with and led me over to a bench against the wall. "Suck my cock, bitch!" he said as he shoved all 8 inches in me. He face fucked me for a few minutes, before telling me to "Get your ass over there so I can fuck you." I bent over the steps in front of the video screen and he wasted no time in fucking me. Hard. Again, he shoved in balls deep and told me to take his load. I gladly did. We said our goodbyes and I walked around... sperm dripping all down my legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs and walked around for a while, eventually making my way to the "quiet" rooms downstairs. A mid 30's mustached black guy was in the bed in his room, I paused to check him out and he motioned me in. What the hell, i thought as I went inside and shut the door. He wasn't bad looking, but did have a vague resemblance to LaMont from Sanford &amp; Son. We exchanged pleasantries as I got in bed with him. We made out a bit, and he asked me if I was married. For some reason guys seem to think I'm a top and I'm straight. No clue how they'd come to either conclusion!!! Anyway, he started rubbing his hard cock against my ass. It obviously was pretty wet from having been fucked 3 times already but he never said anything about that... just kept saying sweet nothings and sliding his cock up and down my crack. I reached down and played with it, it was probably about 7 inches but was one of those tools where the shaft is really skinny but the head is enormous. I guided that fat cockhead to my hole, and he slid it right in. We fucked like that for a while, on our side, and he kept asking if I was OK, if I was enjoying it, and I just told him "Don't stop!" After about 15 minutes he turned me over on my stomach, sliding his cock back in my hole. He really started pounding, now, and I was moaning pretty loudly. "You sounding like you wanting me to stop." "Noooo! Keep fucking me!" "Oh, yeah, baby!" He pounded and pounded and started panting like he was getting close. "Ooh yeah, shoot that cum all over my ass..." I said, just to see his reaction. A few more grunts and he shoved in balls deep "OH YEAH!!! IM CUMMIN IN YOUR ASS BABY!!!!" just like I knew he would. He came down from his orgasm, we chatted a bit and then I left. A river of cum was running all the way down my leg, all the way down to my feet this time. Nobody would have any question as to what went on in that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this weekend I was supposed to go to New Jersey for the weekend and see how many loads I could get there, but my car has to go to the shop so now I'm not sure if I can swing it. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5540511723379266425?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5540511723379266425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5540511723379266425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5540511723379266425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5540511723379266425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-post-new-loads.html' title='New Post, New Loads'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3955013811944342410</id><published>2011-04-08T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:32:22.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>This is the "Reader's Digest" version of this encounter, mainly because I'm tired, have a huge load dripping out my ass and I need to beat off and get to bed. So tonight after work I went to the local baths... I debated about going, as I was tired and I usually strike out there anyways. I was at the window paying and this muscled black stud came in behind me. I turned around and smiled at him, he gave me a smile back. He might've worked in one of the local offices, as he was dressed "business casual" and had on an expensive pair of dress shoes. I got my locker key and headed inside. I was already undressed when he came in, and he was checking out my ass. I smiled again and went into the club while he got undressed. I walked around, didn't see him, so I started checking out the other action... not many people there for a Friday night but it was still relatively early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around and found him in the sling room, getting blown by some guy. Damn. I stood with the crowd and watched, and Mr. Football executive (He had a build like a linebacker or something) kept his eyes locked on me... or at least I *wanted* to think it was me... but there was a crowd and you never know. I stood there watching and finally walked on to see if I could get something for myself. I circled back around to hit the video room and there was Mr. Football Executive getting blown by that dude. I stood and watched, and this time there was no mistaking -- his eyes were locked on me. After a few seconds of unwavering eye contact... he motioned me over. I sat down near him and he just point blank said: "You want to get fucked." "Absolutely." was my reply, and I got on all fours on the carpeted seat thing for the video screen. He mounted me in an instant and I felt the head of his tube pressing at my hole. I realized, as I felt him stretching me open... I had never even seen his dick! He was pretty well lubed up from the other guy's spit, thankfully, so with some force he got all of his dick inside... it felt amazing. After about a minute I was opened wide by this stud's cock and he started trash talking. "Yeah, you bitch! You love this dick don't you?" "Yes!" I babbled... delirious that this stud GOD was fucking me. "You love this 10 inch dick in you! You're my bitch aren't you?" "Yes!" "Say it!" "I'm your BITCH! FUCK ME WITH THAT COCK!" I'd love to say he fucked me for hours... but he had been getting blown by that other guy so he was already close before he ever entered me. "You want this load, don't you bitch?" "You want me to breed you!" "FUCK YES!!! GIMME YOUR BABIES!" "FUCK YES YOU BITCH! TAKE IT!" and I felt a large amount of wetness as he dumped the contents of his balls into my ass. The whole thing was just so fucking hot. Without ever speaking a word to this man, he knew me, knew what I wanted and KNEW that what HE wanted was the same as what I wanted. He read me like a paperback novel and it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit with this unknown black stud's load in my ass and a raging hardon. Dude, if you're reading this you can dump a wad in my ass anytime, anyplace. It was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3955013811944342410?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3955013811944342410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3955013811944342410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3955013811944342410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3955013811944342410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1136969210467413716</id><published>2011-03-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:50:39.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another random load in my ass</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I made it back down to the dirty bookstore South of here. There were about 10 guys in there... some appealing, some not so much. I made the rounds and found one prospect... I made a move and was soon on my knees with his dick in my mouth. I don't really remember much about him other than he had a nice slab. As I was sucking, a busybody came in and started feeling up on the other guy and generally intruding. I didn't pay much attention as I wasn't about to let go of this cock until it had coated my tonsils with some balljuice. Well... the top pulled me off and let the other guy start sucking. I was a bit annoyed, but after a few minutes the party crasher stopped sucking so I took my place between the guy's legs back, and after about 30 seconds I got what I wanted, a healthy sized load puddling up on my tongue. I swallowed it, and the other guy whined "I didn't know he was going to cum." I thanked the guy that had just dumped his DNA in my mouth and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around a bit, and found a middle aged guy wandering around... and he had the look of a guy that wanted to dump a quick load and get out of there. I took the booth opposite his, waiting to see what was going on when the interrupter came back and stood blocking my view and forcing himself on the other guy. I got pissed and left... and as I was halfway down the hall I thought "Fuck it" and went back to bust up what he had going on figuring I'd give him a taste of his own medicine. I went in and started feeling up the top, and he offered me his dick. I sucked him for a bit and again... a nice puddle of cum in my mouth. I swallowed and the guy thanked me, and as I was on my way out the interrupter made some comment to me which I ignored. You intruded on me... I paid you back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked off 2 more guys, and texted a fuck buddy of mine to meet me there, then HE came in. Mid 30's, work boots, jeans, flannel shirt and white T-shirt with a baseball cap on. FUCKING HOT! As he got closer I could see he had awesome blue eyes and some blond stubble on his chin. HOTTER! He walked around a bit and went into a booth. Everyone in the place was on him in a flash, understandably. I hung back, watching, and as I did I noticed the hat he was wearing had the name of an air conditioning repair place on it. I filed that away, and when the crowd thinned a bit I went up to the door of the booth. Some guy was blowing him, while he was playing with his nipples. I figured what the hell, I'd help him out so I'd at least get to FEEL his body so I started to fondle his nip. I wasn't really doing much, as you never know how a guy likes it, so he mouthed "Harder" to me. I squeezed both of his nips and twisted a bit and he really liked that. He got a look of pleasure on his face so I grabbed harder and harder until he announced he needed to take a break, since he did not want to cum yet. The two of us in the booth respected that and left, while the usual gaggle of trolls hung outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around a bit, and after about 20 minutes saw nobody at his booth so I peeked in and saw him jacking it, tweaking his nips. I came in again and started squeezing him again, and he LOVED it. "You got me precumming so much!" he said. "Good!" I replied as I played with his chest with one hand and reached down to play with his balls. "Suck me" he said. Not wasting any time I took his 7" in my mouth, getting a moan out of him. I sucked for a bit, and tweaked his nips while I blew him. He couldn't take much of that, and said "Wait, wait, I don't want to cum yet!" Not knowing if that audition could lead to more I backed off and said "Cool. Just let me know when you DO!" He nodded and I wandered around some more. A good while went by, and as I was coming down the hall I heard him getting pissed at some old troll that refused to leave him alone. "GO AWAY!" I heard coming out of the booth, and the troll just sort of moved away from the door but blocked the entrance so nobody else could get in there either. What an ass, I thought, so I squeezed past the troll and stood between HIM and the door. I said to the hot guy "You can't seem to get a moment's peace, can you?" "NO!" he replied, so I said I'd just stand there and block the door so nobody else would come in. He thanked me and went back to stroking and watching the movie. The troll finally gave up and my new friend asked me to pinch his nipples again. I obliged, and he looked up at me and said "What all do you like to do?" "Suck and get fucked." I replied. "Wanna sit on this and ride it?" "Hell yeah!" He reached over and grabbed some lube and started to grease his pole... no condom, not even a pretext of one... I thought for a second about what I was going to do but I wanted this guy's load. He was one of the hottest guys to ever fuck me, and he apparently wanted to seed me before going back home to the little lady. I turned around and eased his bare pole into my ass. "Oh, yeah!" he said and told me to ride it. I obliged, bouncing up and down on it as best I could, occasionally turning around to see a look of pure ecstasy on the stud's face. Testing the waters I asked "You want to cum on my face?". "I'm not ready to cum yet." I turned back around and started going up and down even faster on that nice slab of meat. This continued for about 5 more minutes, his raw dick bottoming out in my hole when he finally announced "I'm gonna cum!" followed by "Oh, yeah, you want this load?" but it was more of a statement than a question as he grabbed on my shoulders and jammed his dick balls deep in my ass. While I couldn't actually feel him shooting, I DID feel my ass filling up with cum. LOTS of cum. He finally came down from his orgasm, and I sat there keeping his dick in my ass as long as I could. It finally softened and fell out, and as he did... his phone rang. "Shit, must be 6:00." "Work checking up on you?" "No, it's my wife's first break." Ahhhh, so I had some breeder juice in my ass. That would also explain the lack of condoms... It seems most guys that fuck women don't really use much of them. We chatted a bit and I found out it was a 4 day load, which would explain the volume of cum I now had in my gut. He left telling me to "stay out of trouble" and I waited on my fuck buddy, who fucked me and added 2 of his loads to the air conditioner repairman's massive load. (I kind of didn't mention I already had another load up there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I checked the website of the HVAC firm... and there was a group shot of all the guys, my new cumdumper front and center. I've jacked off to that pic about three times since then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1136969210467413716?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1136969210467413716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1136969210467413716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1136969210467413716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1136969210467413716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-random-load-in-my-ass.html' title='Another random load in my ass'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7905064425885150160</id><published>2011-01-26T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:23:52.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 in 30</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've been away for a while... I've been busy with work and various commitments, so the few bits of free time I've had have been devoted to searching for more dicks to drain and not writing. Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went on a short jaunt out of town... I went and bought a pair of jeans, and since the mall wasn't far from a dirty bookstore I naturally made a stop in there after shopping. I had only been to this particular establishment once before, as it's not really on the way to anything and they require you to purchase tokens, in contrast to the "flat rate" of the other dirty bookstore I frequent. For a slut like myself that can be an expensive proposition having to continually feed the machine. Being in an adventurous mood I parked in the strip mall parking lot, went in and got my $4 minimum worth of tokens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The booth area is small -- I think there are only 6 booths total, 2 private, one with a gloryhole between and one "buddy booth" with the peep window between the booths. I went to the gloryhole first, and naturally those booths were occupied. I headed across the hallway to the "buddy booth" setup when I saw a good looking guy going into the employee doorway immediately as you entered the video booth section. He shut the door as quickly as he opened it, and headed back down the hall to the booth opposite the one I was going into. I put a token in and pressed the button to open the curtain and he did the same. He was already hard and stroking -- at which point the token ran out. (Of course you get about 20 seconds of movie for 1 token) The curtain closed, and he was already in my booth with his boner sticking out of his pants. Now, having been here only once before I was unsure of the establishment's view of such things happening here -- warnings of "ONE PERSON PER BOOTH" were posted prominently just about everywhere you looked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I wasn't going to let something like that deter me from sucking on this shaft being waved in front of my face. I sucked him for 2 or 3 minutes when he asked if I wanted to finish sucking on this. Of course I answered in the affirmative, and he peeped out of the booth and said "Follow me.". He led me through a "hidden" door in the wall, past a stockroom into a bathroom. Now I KNEW management would frown upon this, but I thought "what the fuck?" since the worst that could happen would be we would get thrown out of the place if we were discovered. Once inside with the door locked I got on my knees and continued working on his meat. He kept whispering stuff like 'Oh, yeah" and "Suck that dick", the usual sort of things guys say when they're getting sucked off. I reached in and pulled my woody out and he liked that, telling me to "beat off while I sucked that cock". After another minute or so he asked me if I wanted some balljuice and I made a noise in the affirmative (It's difficult to speak with a dick in your mouth) and he replied "Keep that up, you're going to get it.". After another 2 minutes I felt him filling my mouth with a good load, which I promptly swallowed so I could lick the remaining drops of cum from his cockhead. "I was supposed to be to work 5 minutes ago." he said, and I replied with something about we'd better get out of here so he wouldn't be even more late. He zipped up and we went back past the stockroom, he opened the door a crack and seeing the coast was clear he motioned me out and followed behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the gloryhole booth, where there was a construction worker standing there stroking a boner. I looked up at him for an invitation, and he looked down at his dick so I wasted no time in kneeling there and getting it in my mouth. I blew him for maybe 2 minutes when he shot in my mouth with no warning. That in itself was hot... him just being all about blowing a load and not caring if I wanted it or not. He was out of there almost before I even stood up, so I went back across the hall where there was ANOTHER construction worker stroking a boner. Same thing, I sucked him while he stood there in his Carhartt jacket, T-shirt with the name of the construction company (It was some remodeling outfit... I wish I could remember the name as I'd definitely give them a call when I re-do my kitchen!) I pulled off for a second to adjust my hat and of course he started shooting just then. The first shot went on my hand, but I quickly got my mouth back on to get the rest of his load down my throat. He whispered a thanks and left me there licking the first spurts of his cum off of my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next booth over was another stiffy, and I drained that one in short order. I wish I could tell you something about that guy, but to tell you the truth I really didn't study him beyond seeing that he was reasonably attractive and not as old as Grandpa Simpson. Well, to be 100% honest if I saw any of these guys right this second I'd have no clue who they were... despite having their DNA inside me right at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down for a moment, then popped back across the hall to see what was going on. There was a tall guy with a goatee in there stroking a half-hard dick so I entered he booth, sat down in the chair and started sucking. He started moaning and telling me how good it felt as I was sucking him, and after a few minutes he pulled out and started beating it. "I want to cum all over your shirt." he said. Whatever... I was wearing a light gray t-shirt so whatever gets you off, dude! He stood in front of me and hosed me down with a nice load of jizz... it went all over my shirt and all down the front of my pants. "Thanks." he said and handed me the rest of his tokens. I hung around for about 10 minutes waiting for the jizz to dry (I scooped up the bigger globs and ate those, he shot nice thick cum so it took a bit for it to dry) but the crowd had thinned out to the point where there wasn't any point in hanging around anymore. As I was on my way out the clerk said "Have a nice day!". I turned around and it was Mr. Late-for-work. I guess that answered my questions about their views on dicksucking in the video booths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for the venue, it's a double edged sword. As I discovered, the necessity to continually spend money cuts out a LOT of the bullshit I get at the "flat rate" shop I usually go to. These guys are simply here to dump their load in whatever mouth comes along, not wait for the ideal man. And judging by the number of wedding rings I saw I provided a service that the "little lady" wouldn't. Her loss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7905064425885150160?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7905064425885150160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7905064425885150160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7905064425885150160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7905064425885150160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-in-30.html' title='5 in 30'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-381738278386848413</id><published>2010-05-22T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:16:05.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 load in less than an hour</title><content type='html'>So I'm back in the old homeland for the weekend. I had an hour to kill before check-in time at the hotel so I went back to a bookstore I used to frequent to kill time. Within 2 minutes I peeked through the gloryhole and saw a Mexican papi type was in the booth next to mine, massaging a bulge in his shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped a few dollars in and he motioned for me to stick my dick through. He sucked me till I was hard, but that wasn't what I was looking for so I motioned for him to stick his dick through. He had about 5 inches of uncut meat that I began suckling on. He pulled out and motioned for me to put mine back in. Ugggh, I thought, but put my dick in anyway. As I stood up, his hand reached through and started playing with my balls. He was trying to reach around and feel my ass, so I complied and turned around. He wasted no time sticking a finger in my hole, which I was enjoying. Sure enough, the finger was replaced by a dripping cockhead in a matter of moments. Try as he might, he just didnt have enough to work with to get it inside me, so he rubbed it up and down my crack until I felt some wetness. He pulled out, and I reached around and felt an enormous load of Mexican swimmers coating my asscrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byt then it was almost check in time so I was on my way, satisfied for the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-381738278386848413?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/381738278386848413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=381738278386848413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/381738278386848413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/381738278386848413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-load-in-less-than-hour.html' title='1 load in less than an hour'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7367969762033992529</id><published>2010-05-09T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:17:39.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Porn</title><content type='html'>I came across some really nasty straight porn clips... chick getting creampied by like 30 guys and other things that would be totally hot if they were happening to ME instead of some bitch. Anyhow, I found this totally CUTE guy in one of them... I would let him load my hole in an instant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S-eW38rknQI/AAAAAAAAACA/CwcnRfX_ugs/s1600/stud1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S-eW38rknQI/AAAAAAAAACA/CwcnRfX_ugs/s320/stud1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469506160390610178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S-eWvyYehWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/osh50OGqmJ8/s1600/stud.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S-eWvyYehWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/osh50OGqmJ8/s320/stud.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469506020187211106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7367969762033992529?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7367969762033992529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7367969762033992529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7367969762033992529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7367969762033992529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/05/straight-porn.html' title='Straight Porn'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S-eW38rknQI/AAAAAAAAACA/CwcnRfX_ugs/s72-c/stud1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6790402136437223878</id><published>2010-05-09T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:20:23.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Up</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I got a call from my doctor friend inviting me back to the hospital for a quick fuck. Of course I instantly said "Yes", it was on the way home and I hadn't taken a load from him in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the hospital, and unlike last time I found him almost immediately. He led me back to another set of rooms where the on-call doctors nap and shut the door. Since there's no lock on the door, he put a chair in front of the door, which he proceeded to sit in after pulling his scrub pants down. He was already half hard, so I took his uncut slab in my mouth and had him hard within a minute. I was blowing him, and of course, I was making some nice sucking noises with my mouth. He put his hand on my head to stop me, as he heard someone in the hallway. I never took my mouth off of him, and resumed sucking (quietly) for another 10 minutes or so until he was ready for my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked my shorts off and backed up to his spit slicked pole. Damn, that felt good! It was kind of awkward, and there was a bed a few feet away but he felt the need to keep the door shut so I was kind of stuck in this position of riding him if I wanted that dick in me, which I did. I rode him for a good 15 minutes when he grabbed into me tightly, which was the signal he was unloading inside me. I sat all the way down on his cock, squeezing it and milking as much of his load into me as I could. Finally I felt him going soft so I got up. There was a big glob of cum on the end of his dick which he wiped off with a towel. We dressed and he led me back to the hallway. Of course, I spent another 10 minutes trying to find my way out of that damn place -- running around trying to find the elevator. Once I DID locate the elevator, I felt something on my leg. Yep... the cum had started to leak out of my ass and was halfway down my leg -- totally visible since I had shorts on. If there had been someone cute nearby I would have left it and see how bright they were, but there was nobody there so I wiped it off my leg and flung it on the floor as I made my way home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6790402136437223878?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6790402136437223878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6790402136437223878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6790402136437223878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6790402136437223878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/05/check-up.html' title='Check Up'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-820780024783091074</id><published>2010-05-04T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:46:17.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick</title><content type='html'>Why is it that everyone on Craigslist is a total and complete fucking MORON? I put up an ad, told the guy I was looking to suck a dick on my way home form work. He never coughs up the address, time comes for me to get off work so I send him a message -- point blank -- Do you want me to come over or what? 10 minutes later I get this BS about he had to walk the dog and shit so I say again, I have about 30 minutes to get this done. Next message comes, and it's just chattering bullshit and no address. So I get in the car and drive home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home and there's another message. I tell the guy that I already went home, now he'd just have to wait until tomorrow. Then comes the barrage of "You sure you can't come over... I have a big load." blah blah blah. Look, ASSHOLE, if you had given me your FUCKING ADDRESS 30 minutes ago I would be there getting that load. I reiterate that now he'd have to wait until tomorrow, since I was quite honestly out of the mood after all his games. I get a "Fine. I'm going to go do what I gotta do." and I replied. OK, I'll see you tomorrow. Of course, the email I sent him yesterday was ignored. What a fucking ASSHOLE. How dare he get pissed at ME when all he had to do was give me his fucking address and I would have been over right away. Well, Jay, if you're reading this I've blocked your email so don't bother trying to contact me again, dickweed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-820780024783091074?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/820780024783091074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=820780024783091074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/820780024783091074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/820780024783091074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/05/dick.html' title='Dick'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7559082201149680906</id><published>2010-05-02T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:33:14.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Normal?</title><content type='html'>I haven't been fucked since my incident a few weeks ago at the bokstore, but I must be getting over the mental aspects of it since I am good and ready to get my hole pounded again. I'm making arrangements for a return trip down there sometime this week, the question is if I run into that guy again, will I let him spooge in me again? Probably yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on an unrelated note, I was getting seriously boned watching the baseball game yesterday. Holy shit, how did the Twins put together such a massive group of hotties? As they all came up to bat, there wasn't a single one I'd turn away (Keep your slut jokes to yourself!). Last night I peeked at their roster to see if there was ONE guy in the lot that wasn't fuckable. Nope. I then got boned all over again and had to jerk it while thinking of being on my back, legs in the air, as all 40 of em took turns pounding my hole and dumping a wad of jizz deep inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7559082201149680906?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7559082201149680906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7559082201149680906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7559082201149680906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7559082201149680906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-to-normal.html' title='Back To Normal?'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2123666378076878085</id><published>2010-04-23T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:56:01.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossed the line...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know... I never finished my other story. I've been thinking events over in my mind and not really in a writing mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went back to the bookstore. I was there for a few hours, sucked off like 7 guys, got fucked by 1 guy (with a condom) and was having a good time.  Around 9 this good looking black guy came in, I'd seen him a few times before but never really did anything with him. I cruised him, and he said he didn't want to get sucked, so I knelt down in front of him and jacked his fat dick off. I was there for 5 minutes or so when an old troll came in and the black dude pulled his pants up and said we'd finish later. Damn... I sat in a chair and my phone went off, the black dude that fucks me regularly texted and wanted me to come over. I told him I'd be at his place after I left here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around for about 10 minutes, when the black guy motioned me into his booth. I jacked him for a bit, and he told me to suck him. "Finally", I thought to myself and started going to town on his fat meat. He told me he wanted to look at my ass, so I got up and turned around against the wall. He played with me for a bit, then without asking or anything he shoved his dick into me... bare. I was unprepared for this... and it's hard for me to even think about this... but I didn't say anything to him about stoppping, I just let him pin me against the wall and fuck me. He fucked me for about 5 minutes when my senses got the better of me and I started to tell him to pull out when he did pull out, only for me to hear the sound of a large wad of cum falling out of my ass and onto the floor. So now, I had crossed the line I never thought I'd cross. Some guy whose name I don't even know had just dumped his load in my hole. I enjoyed it, sure, but the guilt is killing me. I don't know what I would do if I caught something, and I really should be prepared to deal with those consequences if I go down that road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2123666378076878085?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2123666378076878085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2123666378076878085' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2123666378076878085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2123666378076878085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/04/crossed-line.html' title='Crossed the line...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4502320398243128510</id><published>2010-04-10T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:27:21.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part one</title><content type='html'>I'll start the story to go along with the pictures. Let me know if it's worth continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the bookstore to meet up with that horse dicked black guy that has fucked me a few times before. I got there a little before he did, so I started scouting the place out to see if I could get a load before he got there. The place was pretty dead, but I did  see one early 30's "straight" looking guy there with his dick out. I went into hius booth, and since there was no objection, I started playing with his meat. After about 10 seconds a crowd of trolls swarmed around the booth (where the hell did they come from??) so he put his dick away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking they had fucked it up for me, but he whispered to me to come with him to the other side. (This place has two different rooms with video booths) He led me into a dark booth with a broken monitor, and ordered me back down on his dick. I blew him for maybe 5 minutes, before he announced he was going to cum, and he wanted to shoot it all over my face like a good little slut. I obviously dind't mind, so I knelt there with my mouth open as he shot a good sized load all over my face. I snapped a quick pic and scraped the cum off my face and ate it. As soon as I was finished cleaning up, big dick arrived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4502320398243128510?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4502320398243128510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4502320398243128510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4502320398243128510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4502320398243128510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-one.html' title='Part one'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6046527069143002318</id><published>2010-04-08T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:57:36.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>I had a good night at the bookstore yesterday... I got about 7 loads from guys, and even fucked a guy and gave him a load up his ass. (He felt pretty wet as I was fucking him, so he confessed he already had a load in him before I fucked him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots from 2 guys that wanted to shoot it on my face, as well as a third that only wanted a hand job so I jerked him off (that load isn't included in the total). I made sure to get a nice big blob of his cum on my shoe, so I could look down all day today and be reminded of that cock shooting a load all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77Bgzm0arI/AAAAAAAAABo/a6KiSMCx56w/s1600/4504783482_cbf559a3d1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77Bgzm0arI/AAAAAAAAABo/a6KiSMCx56w/s320/4504783482_cbf559a3d1_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458012567772621490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77BJv8_NTI/AAAAAAAAABg/TNlSMcJgUe4/s1600/4504789356_c1d2196aba_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77BJv8_NTI/AAAAAAAAABg/TNlSMcJgUe4/s320/4504789356_c1d2196aba_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458012171654870322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77BrfdyF0I/AAAAAAAAABw/FhhkxESYdO8/s1600/4504152783_58a34f94c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77BrfdyF0I/AAAAAAAAABw/FhhkxESYdO8/s320/4504152783_58a34f94c5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458012751344572226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6046527069143002318?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6046527069143002318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6046527069143002318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6046527069143002318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6046527069143002318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S77Bgzm0arI/AAAAAAAAABo/a6KiSMCx56w/s72-c/4504783482_cbf559a3d1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3208886238589439538</id><published>2010-02-03T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:37:46.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a story... of a lovely cumdump</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday's post generated a massive amount of feedback... here's what went down yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from the black guy, I'll call him Tom. He wanted to get a room and all that... of course, he wanted ME to pay for it. Even if I had the money (Which I don't) that really wouldn't be much benefit to me since there would be no potential for slutting it up after I'd gotten him off. With that information, he agreed to fuck at the bookstore where we met (Doesn't that sound so romantic). I arrived and found him there jacking in a booth. He really wanted to watch me suck someone, or have someone fuck me, but there were only two men there at the moment I was interested in having anything to do with. One was a super tall white guy with a shaved head and a goatee, the other was a black guy in a suit wearing a wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black guy wasn't interested in doing anything... so scratch that cold fish off the list. The white guy would pop in... see that Tom was just jacking off and leave before I could say anything. I looked around to see if there was anything else worth having, but no such luck. Tom moved to the other side of the arcade when he was ready to get down to business. He requested a condom, which I thought was odd given his comment on the phone, but whatever. I worked his meat inside me, taking it easy because he is fucking huge and I hadn't been fucked in over a week. He took his time, until I was good and opened, then he started slamming it in. Completely pulling out, slamming back in till I felt him bottom out deep inside me. I was literally shaking, my dick was leaking a river of cum, his fucking felt so good. "Is this too much for you?" "No! Keep fucking me!" and he did. Royally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting rammed by this stud, tall guy came in and stood at the door to our booth. "SUCK HIS DICK" Tom commanded, and tall guy obliged by unzipping and shoving a half-hard slab in my mouth. He face fucked me with a hard 7 incher for a few minutes before leaving. Whatever. All that came by after was the usual assortment of trolls that I had no interest in, so I just put my head down, grabbed onto the ledge in front of the video screen and enjoyed the ride. Tom never said a whole lot, except that he wanted to see someone else fuck me sometime, and how he loved to fuck me like a white bitch. After some time, his phone started ringing. Not missing a stroke, he took it out and shut it off, only to have it start ringing about 10 minutes later. I think it was his wife, because he started acting like he wanted to shoot his load. He pulled out and asked me where I wanted his cum. "Inside me" was my answer... and his reply... "I can't do that." Ugh. About that time... he blasted an enormous amount of jizz onto my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s1600-h/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434277537912184850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s320/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom bolted after he shot... not sure if I freaked him out or not since he always leaves immediately after getting off. So there I was, with this massive amount of hot cum on my leg, and my finst instinct was to grab the camera and capture this Kodak moment for posterity. Next I decided to do something I had never, ever done before. Since I was prepared to let him blow this up my hole anyway... I scooped up all the cum I could off my leg and shoved it up my ass with my fingers. Fuck Tom had blown a massive load, and after 2 or 3 minutes I had gotten almost all of that creamy batter inside my hole. I was rock hard by then, at which point I looked across the hall and saw married black guy there, jerking his hard dick. I went over and started jerking him, and asked if I could suck it. He didn't want that... so I stood there playing with his balls and after about 15 seconds he shot a decent load... all over my arm. He zipped up and left, so again I was there with another load of jizz covering my body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2pwY_DmZ8I/AAAAAAAAABY/9lTn9e2yaYg/s1600-h/4329753256_bae8da3cab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279474921629634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2pwY_DmZ8I/AAAAAAAAABY/9lTn9e2yaYg/s320/4329753256_bae8da3cab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck... since this guy was such a cold fish as far as doing anything and married, plus the fact I would have let him cum in me anyway if he wanted to... I scraped this load off my arm and added it to Tom's load inside my hole. Yeah... I'm neg and yeah, I just put 2 random guy's loads up my ass. I don't know what's taken hold of me but lately I just crave cum... If I'm into a guy, then I almost *need* him to blow his batter up my hole... But I'm getting off topic here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married guy zips up and leaves, and there was nothing else worth bothering with crusing the halls. After about 30 minutes, a decent looking black guy comes in, and is stroking his dick to a vid when I peek in his booth. He instantly covers up, so I figure he's not interested and go on about my business, waiting for someone else to come in. I guess he changed his mind after a while, because comes into the booth I'm in, and whips it out and tells me to start sucking it. He's average, about 6 inches, but he was really into face fucking me. He said some stuff like "Oh yeah, suck that dick..." or some such nonesense guys say when they're getting blown. After fucking my face for about 5 minutes he asked if I wanted his load. "Hmmm-mmmmm" was all I could say with my head pinned against the wall of the booth and a dick in my mouth. "Good" he says, and proceeds to unload in my mouth. I lick around the head of his dick, getting all the last drops of cum out of it, and he puts his meat away, thanks me and leaves. Instantly, tall guy is back, and is shoving his dick in on top of the black guy's cum that I hadn't even had a chance to swallow. He also fucks my mouth for a short time and just wordlessly adds his pudding to what was left of the other guy's load in my mouth. I licked the white streaks off his shaft, he zips up,says "Thanks" and heads back to whatever's waiting for him at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung around for another hour or so afterward, not much else happened except a rather cute married guy came in, was jacking to a movie so I watched him. I unzipped and jacked, got no objection so I moved over to his booth. I got on my knees and started to play with his nuts, which I guess was all he needed because he fired off his load of cum. Not wanting it to be wasted I clapped my lips around the end of his dick and swallowed it all. He said nothing, just left. Not sure if that was what he wanted, but it was what *I* wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had quieted down, so I pulled out my phone and checked my mail. Out of town worker was coming back tonight, so I shot him a reply and told him I'd be glad to drain his nuts tonight. He was dessert to the cock buffet I had dined on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3208886238589439538?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3208886238589439538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3208886238589439538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3208886238589439538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3208886238589439538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/02/heres-story-of-lovely-cumdump.html' title='Here&apos;s a story... of a lovely cumdump'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s72-c/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1769153931852208914</id><published>2010-02-02T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:38:17.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s1600-h/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434277537912184850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s320/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll leave it up to you, dear readers, if you want the story that goes along with this photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1769153931852208914?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1769153931852208914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1769153931852208914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1769153931852208914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1769153931852208914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-leave-it-up-to-you-dear-readers-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/S2puoPIj4BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L8bMlQGNiEI/s72-c/4329022031_93bd28ab68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4379127139977220645</id><published>2010-02-02T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:52:14.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerves...</title><content type='html'>I'm on my way to meet the horse dicked balck guy I met at the bookstore a few months ago. While talking to him on the phone today, he told me "I want you to feel all this cum up inside you." Now I'm a bit nervous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4379127139977220645?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4379127139977220645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4379127139977220645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4379127139977220645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4379127139977220645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/02/nerves.html' title='Nerves...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2656429309863773641</id><published>2010-01-27T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:45:59.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore Hole</title><content type='html'>So today, a guy I used to mess around with hits me up. He had this 18 yr old guy that wanted to fuck me while he watched. I was game for it, so I met him at his place, the kid was already there in his boxers watching a straight porn flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a cute skater type, shaggy brown hair and a slight five o' clock shadow, with at least 7 inches poking out of those boxers. Our host told me to get busy on the kid's meat, so I undressed and started to suck him till he got totally hard. After about 10 minutes, he was ready to fuck. I got the lube out, when he asked for a condom. At this point I was torn... I SHOULD be wanting to be safe, but that "other" side of me wanted him to just shove it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put it in me, and while it DID feel good after a few minutes it started to get very uncomfortable. The condom started getting all folded up, and the lube was wearing off. Both made it very uncomfortable, since all I could feel was the damn condom scraping against my hole, instead of the kid's dick. He wasn't receptive to going bare, though... so I put up with it, for an hour. So while my hole is sore from fucking, it's not the good kind of sore. Yeech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2656429309863773641?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2656429309863773641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2656429309863773641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2656429309863773641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2656429309863773641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/01/sore-hole.html' title='Sore Hole'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8410790360341527761</id><published>2010-01-25T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:47:23.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake Corrected</title><content type='html'>I hadn't looked at my profile on here in a while, so I didn't notice that my email address had gotten hid somehow. If you've been looking for contact info I apologize for it being hidden -- it wasn't supposed to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8410790360341527761?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8410790360341527761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8410790360341527761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8410790360341527761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8410790360341527761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/01/mistake-corrected.html' title='Mistake Corrected'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-9144844949729440459</id><published>2010-01-22T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:30:09.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>I'm back... I've decided not to let the really gross encounters get me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a quickie from the other day... The whole thing lasted less than 10 minutes, so as you might expect it'll be a short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with this guy that lived not far from work, so I arranged to stop by for a quick fuck before work. I arrived at his ghetto pad, he led me down the hall to the bedroom where he pulled his shorts off and I got undressed. ( I hate the winter... so many things to take off!) He was laying back on the matterss on the floor, so I started to suck his dick, lick his balls, trying to get him hot and bothered for a nice fuck session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 5 minutes, he said "U ready for it?" to which I of course replied in the affirmative. He rolled me over onto my back, fingering my hole while his jerking his 8" black shaft. "You clean?" he asked. Yeah... I got a condom if you want." "Naw, it's cool" he said as he slid his raw dick in my hole. He fucked me like that on my back for a bit, then rolled me over onto my side. He grabbed my legs and started jackhammering his cock into me, and after about 3 minutes he announced he was going to cum. I asked if he was going to shoot it on my face, to which he replied "Naw... I'm cummin in you." Which he was, as I felt his cock sliding around in some major wetness. He pulled his cum coated shaft out of my ass, I got dressed and was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 hours later his load started to leak out of me, along with that unmistakable smell of warm cum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-9144844949729440459?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/9144844949729440459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=9144844949729440459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9144844949729440459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9144844949729440459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/01/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-284701262572089673</id><published>2010-01-07T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:53:16.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing A Visitor Hospitality</title><content type='html'>I was sitting at work and was super horned so I posted an ad on CL. As usual, I got a few shit replies and a ton of spam. I did, however, strike gold when I got the following: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hey there, business/factory guy, at hotel near the airport, could use your mouth to cum into tonight. 47 6' 195lb super clean. shaved cock and balls"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;with a picture of the aforementioned cock and balls. Nice. We emailed some pics and he finally replied with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"sounds great, room 209, i'll leave it unlocked walk right in. gotta be discrete, coworkers nearby." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the hotel and found the door to room 209 open just a crack. I went in and there was an attractive guy in his mid 30's, balding a bit but still super hot, groping a bulge through his pants. We exchanged pleasantries and I unzipped his work pants and out popped his hard cock. It was absolutely perfect to suck on. About 6", uncut, and just fat enough to fill my mouth. I deep-throated him, holding his dick all the way down my throat which he absolutely loved. He was moaning as loudly as he dared, and I just kept sucking that meat all the way down to the balls. Finally his breath quickened and I knew he was going to give up the white gold. He never asked if I'd take the load, which in itself was a turn on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remained collapsed in the chair with his head back in post-orgasmic stupor while I gingerly dug my tongue around his slit to see how sensitive he was after cumming. He wasn't very, so I went back into full-on suck mode seeing if he would get hard again. He didn't, so I just cleaned him up real good while he caught his breath. "Wow." was about all he said. We made a bit of smalltalk and he promised to let me know when he would be back in town. Today I got an email from him:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"that was great man, thanks. will definitely look you up again when in town. I don't do this often cause its so hard to find a nice guy and great cocksuckin' skills like yours, just get all horny looking at cock porn in this hotel room every night and a mouth like yours sure beats jacking off."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I think I did my job as a cocksucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-284701262572089673?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/284701262572089673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=284701262572089673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/284701262572089673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/284701262572089673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/01/showing-visitor-hospitality.html' title='Showing A Visitor Hospitality'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3893592809522239078</id><published>2010-01-05T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:23:09.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Slutdom</title><content type='html'>Saturday afternoon after getting out of the shower I had a text from random black dude from a few weeks ago. He wanted to get sucked, and I wanted to suck so it was a perfect arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at his place, he was already half hard and ready to go. He lead me to the back bedroom, where he was looking at some porn clips on the computer. I started going to town on that cock, not really paying attention to what he was doing. He was giving out some moans and saying stuff like "Suck that shit" and "That shit feel good" over and over. After a few minutes there was some sort of problem with the computer, so he got a porno DVD and moved me into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sucking him, still, when he got the idea to put me on my back and he hunched over me, stuffing his cock in my mouth. I thought he was going to face fuck me, but he had the idea I'd keep sucking him like this... Not the most comfortable position, as I had to do stomach crunches to keep his dick in my mouth. This went on for about 10 minutes, with nothing really said other than the moaning and "Suck that shit, suck that shit. Finally he laid back and let me work on his nuts, until he said "Open that mouth" and shot a load of jizz in my mouth. He held me head on his dick, so I kept sucking. I was rewarded with another load of cum after a few minutes. Nice. And no, I still don't know his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting back home, I was still horned up so I decided to check out what was online. I came across a posting that just said "Need my 7in sucked". I was, of course, curious, so I checked it out. It said something to the effect of "I have a big load I need to feed someone, I'm 28, 6ft 140 lb, white 7in cut. I drive a truck so you have to come to me. Looking for now not tonight." I was hard already, and the picture of a nice cock in what looked to be a truck stop bathroom helped that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the time on the ad, shit it had been posted at 12:30 and it was now 2. I sent an email anyway, figuring he had moved on but offering my services if he came back through town. About 20 minutes later, my phone goes off with a text from an Arkansas phone number. "Hey I just got ur email. Can still u meet?" I replied in the affirmative. "Ok if u want to suck my dick then come on." Hot damn! He told me where he was, and I got over there as fast as I could. I arrived, and damn he was cute! He opened the door of his truck for me, and said "It sure is cold out there." in a stereotyped Hillbilly drawl. I agreed and shut the door, while he had already gotten in the sleeper area and was undoing his pants. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my jacket off and started to go to town on his uncut meat. He was completely shaved, which was something I hadn't really expected, but it was perfectly fine with me. Like my previous encounter, he wasn't very vocal, but he did give a lot of moans of appreciation. I took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, and he was loving it. After a bit, I moved down to his shaved nuts and he went crazy. "Oh, yes... that feels niiice". I lazily sucked on his nuts for a bit before moving back to his beautiful prick. He didn't last long, unfortunately, as he was soon putting his hand on my head and announcing "Here it cums" and blasting several ropes of thick jizz into my mouth. I swallowed it all, and since he wasn't overly sensitive like some guys I continued to lick the head of his cock, digging out every last drop of sperm. "Thanks for that." he said in that same cute Southern drawl. I told him to get in touch the next time he came through, and he said he would like to. I hope he does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3893592809522239078?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3893592809522239078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3893592809522239078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3893592809522239078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3893592809522239078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-slutdom.html' title='Saturday Slutdom'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1654704737146556271</id><published>2009-12-19T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:51:33.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>I was out killing an afternoon when I got a text from that truck driver I sucked off a while ago saying "I'm at that rest stop you sucked me off at. Im so horny Im going to jack off". I was free, so I replied "I'm not far from there. How about I suck you off?" After a few texts we agreed to meet halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he was parked behind a hotel, I was about 3 minutes from there so I drove over and was surprised to find him not in a semi this time but in his car. It had been so long since I had seen him I had forgotten how damn good looking he was. (He's about 30, 6 foot, 140 lbs, shaved head Irish guy.) When I got in his car he was in a shirt and tie, slacks and dress shoes. He looked smokin' hot. "I've been wanting to give you my cum for a long time." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He unzipped his slacks and fished out his half hard meat which I wasted no time in taking in my mouth. "Oh, yeah, that's soooo good." he said as I sucked him hard. I only sucked him for about 5 minutes, until he started to jack his meat. I encouraged him, telling him how bad I wanted his cum, and how I had been waiting for him to give me his load again. "Open up, here it cums!" and I clamped my mouth down on his meat in time to catch the first spirts of his salty load. He shot 6 or 7 squirts into my mouth, which I held there until he stopped shooting. I pulled off and opened my mouth so he could see his load on my tongue. "Swallow it, baby" he ordered, which I gladly did. I licked the reamining drop of cum from his dick and he got a napkin from the back floor and wiped off. Bad idea, since bits of napkin got stuck to his dick. "No biggie, I have to shower after my game anyway." I didn't ask what he was playing, but he would do so with lighter balls, that's for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1654704737146556271?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1654704737146556271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1654704737146556271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1654704737146556271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1654704737146556271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6635493431534717592</id><published>2009-12-09T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:58:36.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Zone</title><content type='html'>Tonight while I was at work I was pretty horned up so I sent a text message to the horse hung thug guy from a few posts down. I got a message back saying "Who this". I replied and asked if he wanted some head. I got a reply back, from another number saying cool, we can do it after work, etc. Long story short, work ends and I tell thug guy I'm on my way over. He asks if I know where he is, and I ask "Still off 117th?" and he says "I think u got me confused". Oooooook.... I get directions to a street in the ghettoiest ghetto and I'm thinking WTF? Is this the same thug guy from the other day??? With semi-vague directions like this I decide I'm going to call this guy, as I'm not going to randomly knock on a door in the ghetto's ghetto at 11:30 at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to him for a minute, and it's obvious... I HAVE NO IDEA WHO THE FUCK THIS IS. So he comes down the stairs of his house, and once I see him at the door. Yeah, I've never laid eyes on this guy before. He was about 25, dark skinned black and wearing nothing but a pair of Adidas and a T-shirt. We go upstairs, and there's straight black porn playing on the TV. He sits on the couch and a 7" soft dick is flopping around. I lift the shirt up and get busy sucking. He's hard in no time, revealing a 10" slab of meat. He never says anything to be but moans while he's looking at this chick getting fucked on the TV. After about 10 minutes, he wants to move over to a barstool thing in the living room. I suck him for another 10-15 minutes, with nothing but moans coming from him the whole time. Finally he starts jacking it and orders me to "Open that mouth", and he proceeds to cum in my mouth. It wasn't a lot, probably his second of the night, but I can't complain since I'm in some guy's living room who I have no idea who he is and he's feeding me a load. We go in the bathroom and wash up, and I told him to hit me up anytime on the way out. How the fuck I ended up here... I don't know! I sent the text from the number I had for Thug guy saved in my phone, the same number I reached him at last time, and this other guy's number was NOTHING like Thug's digits. It's something out of the dicksucker's Twilight Zone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6635493431534717592?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6635493431534717592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6635493431534717592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6635493431534717592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6635493431534717592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/12/twilight-zone.html' title='Twilight Zone'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6133910108728724480</id><published>2009-12-07T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:42:15.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Ghetto</title><content type='html'>I was really horny tonight, so I put an ad up in hopes of getting some dick in me. The only reply I got was from the 7-foot black guy that had fucked me a while back. Nothing wrong with that... but he's really ghetto and wanted me to pay him which is why I stopped having him breed my hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an email exchange and finally he gives me his new address so he can fuck me. OMG... this place was in the 'hood. His was the only habitable apartment building on the entire block, everything else in sight was boarded up, burned out or both. I called him after I parked in front of his building, and he came down and let me in. Praying my car would still be there when I returned, I followed him up the stairs of this really, really run-down building to his apartment. I had forgotten how good looking he is, and how tall he really was. We wasted no time getting into the bedroom, and I sucked his dick for about 5 minutes then he started face fucking me. I was really getting turned on by him... so I started to undo my pants to free my own bone. "Are you ready?" he asked, to which I replied "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laid me on my side and scooted his massive frame over and slid his bare dick inside me. I doubt he uses condoms at all -- he has never brought them up with me at any case. After a minute or two my hole opened up to accomodate his tool and I was starting to really enjoy it. He never said much, and after pulling all the way out and shoving it back in to the balls for about 10 minutes he said "Gonna cum" and proceeded to shove his fuckstick all the way inside me. He grunted and I could feel my ass getting wetter. "That was good." he said. On the way out I saw his massive size 14 shoes by the door and started to get hard again... Thanksfully my car WAS still there, so I drove home with his ghetto cum starting to leak out of my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6133910108728724480?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6133910108728724480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6133910108728724480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6133910108728724480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6133910108728724480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-ghetto.html' title='In The Ghetto'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3427758354259936669</id><published>2009-11-21T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:10:57.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's Orders</title><content type='html'>So I haven't met up with the doctor for a while, 4 or 5 months at least. I had sent him an email a few weeks ago, and had forgotten about ituntil today when I got a reply saying "i am on call at (hospital) today. call me on my cell if u can" I called him and we agreed to meet up on my lunch hour that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 10 minutes from work, so I got there in a short time -- but I spent another 10 minutes looking for him as I always get lost in those places. Finally, though, I found him and we chatted a bit as he led me down one hall and another to an area where the doctors would take naps and such. He cautioned me we would have to be quiet, as there was no lock on the door. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in this little room, he put a chair in front of the door and he wordlessly pulled down his scrubs and his half-hard dick flopped out. I sucked him hard, playing with the foreskin and giving him a good suck job as his hand started to work it's way down my pants. I could take a hint, so I unzipped and got my pants down around my ankles. He stood up and tried to shove his dick in, but I needed just a bit of lube, so I got it out of my pocket and slicked up his tool a little. He slid right in, and there was no "warm up" at all. He immediately grabbed my hips and started slamming that cock in me. It was clear he just needed to dump a wad in a hole -- get off as soon as possible. He fucked me like that for about 10 minutes, and I played with myself a little thinking how fuckin hot it was to be getting barebacked... by a doctor... in a hospital. Finally he squeezed my waist HARD and jabbed his dick in as far as it would go. Wordlessly, he dumped his wad in my hole and left his hard meat inside me until it was finished squirting. He pulled out, and I turned around to see a little glob of cum collected at the end of his dick. We said our goodbyes and that was it. Kind of funny how he never once has brought up using a condom... the only time we've ever mentioned them was the first time we met when he said he didn't have any... was that OK?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3427758354259936669?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3427758354259936669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3427758354259936669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3427758354259936669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3427758354259936669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/11/doctors-orders.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Orders'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8773661517459942233</id><published>2009-11-20T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:14:01.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Hung</title><content type='html'>This guy replied to an ad I had posted several months ago, and it never worked out for us to get together... until last night. I had emailed him like 3 weeks ago to see if he was free and got no reply. I had forgotten about that until last night, when I get an email in response. After a few exchanges we agreed I'd come by his place after I got off work... only he would have to sneak me in because he lived with his sister and she was at home. That actually made it kind of hotter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later that night I arrived at his place, he leads me to the room in the basement which was really a large closet that only had room for a twin bed, a little night table and a little TV set. The only light in the room came from that TV, which was tuned to ESPN. He sat on the bed and asked me what I wanted to do, to which I replied "I want to suck some dick." He laid back on the bed, and I unzipped his Dickies and fish a half-hard dick from his pants. He had sent me a picture of his dick in our initial exchange, and once that sucker got hard I could see it was almost a misrepresentation of his meat. No, he wasn't tiny... in fact, it was quite the opposite. In the pic it looked like he had an average sized dick... but no! His meat swelled to almost 10 inches! Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked on that dick and worked on the shaft I couldn't fit in there with my hands. The only noises he made were little moans and once in a while he'd say "Oh, that shit feel good." He started to fuck my face with that monster dick, while reaching down and feeling my ass under my pants. After another few minutes he pulled his dick out of my mouth, and with his hand down my pants he asked me if I was in a hurry. Odd question, but I knew what he meant. I pulled my pants down, got the lube out of my pocket and squirted a drop on his cock. He bent me over and eased that meat inside my anxious hole. I tried my best to keep quiet, as I could hear someone walking around on the floor above us, but it wasn't easy. After he busted my hole open, he started going to town. It felt a little uncomfortable, as his hips smashed into mine his dick was hitting DEEP inside me. After a bit it started to feel good, though, and he picked up the pace even more. I heard him making some noises, so I told him to "Cum in that ass". He groaned some, then said "I'm cumming" and shoved his dick all the way in me. He kept sliding in and out for another minute or so, my ass getting wetter and wetter with each stroke. Finally he ripped his meat from my stretched out hole and put his pants back on. I pulled mine up (I had never gotten undressed... hot!) and headed for the door. I hope to see him again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8773661517459942233?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8773661517459942233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8773661517459942233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8773661517459942233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8773661517459942233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/11/horse-hung.html' title='Horse Hung'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7586988225963007727</id><published>2009-11-13T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:55:46.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should stop...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was online again, with the window open to see if the guy from last Saturday was on. I got a message from someone whose profile said he was from out of the area, and the message said "blk here and looking to fuck text me" and a phone number. I don't really like giving my number out, and his profile wasn't exactly a wealth of info other than 9" and safe sex only, but he seemed serious so I texted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short exchange I was at his door, he only lived about 5 minutes from me. He was at the door wearing a robe and was not bad looking, he looked African and spoke with a slight accent which was pretty hot. After about 20 seconds of pleasantries, he was leading me down the hallway to the bedroom. I pulled my shirt off and threw it over a chair while he opened his robe. Damn! He had not lied at all about his dick at all! It was at least 9 and FAT. I got to my knees and took as much of it as I could into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let me suck him for 2 or 3 mintues before he told me to get up on the bed. I heard him fumbling around in the nightstand, presumably for a rubber and some lube. Well... I was half right. I felt him drizzle some lube on my ass, then I felt a bare dick pressing against my hole. "You're clean, right? "Yes, are you?" "Yes." as his bare dick forced it's way inside me. I wasn't exactly tight but fuck he was huge. He took it easy on me, thankfully, gently sliding that horse dick in and out of me until he could feel my hole opening up. He started to pick up the pace a bit, then he said he wanted me on my back. At this point I realized I still had my pants and shoes on, so I got totally naked and put my legs in the air. That huge bare dick spread my ass open once again, and he played with my nipples some as he fucked my hole. He had me get back up doggy style, and then he started pounding my hole. It was a bit uncomfortable as I felt like my hole was going to break being stretched around that fat prick, but I might want a repeat with him so I just took it. After a bit, he said he was going to cum soon and where did I want it? "Where ever" I said. He put me on my back again and pounded me some more. "Oh, yes!" he said and pulled out and blasted some cum all over my ass. I was hard, and he said in that accent (Which was turning me on) "Oh, yes, cum for me... go ahead and shoot that load!" He started to jerk me off, while he kept on playing with my hole. I asked him where he came, since I was sure a few squirts had gone inside me before he pulled out, and he said "All over your ass. Look at it... so wet with cum." and I told him that next time I wanted him to cum in me. "Oh, yes next time... all this cum inside you." he said as he started to rub the cum that was dripping down my ass into my hole. I shot all over the place, much to his delight, and he said "Let me get you a towel... You cum like a cow!" I wiped up and put my clothes back on, we said our goodbyes and I was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants tog et together next weekend... but now, after the fact, I'm getting pretty nervous about the past few weeks and the guys I've let cum inside me... I don't think I should keep this up, but I enjoy it so much... ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7586988225963007727?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7586988225963007727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7586988225963007727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7586988225963007727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7586988225963007727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-should-stop.html' title='I should stop...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-9097025748035542186</id><published>2009-11-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:56:57.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>(This is sort of a continuation of the previous post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday I'm getting ready to go to work and the phone rings. Private number, which more than likely means it's the mechanic. I couldn't talk right then as my other half was there, so I let it go to voicemail. About a half hour later, it rings again, so I pick up and it's him telling me how he's really horny and he needs some ass and I needed to get over there and take care of him. I really didn't have time for this but I hadn't seem him for a while so I said I'd get over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to his shop, he was on the phone to someone. I didn't say anything, because I didn't know who was on the other end and it was on speakerphone. He put a shirt over the windown in the door to the office and told me to say hi to whoever it was on the phone. I did, and he told me that this was a friend fo his, who had sucked his dick before but now I was going to suck both of them and they were both going to fuck me. Well, this was getting interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he finished his phone call, I called work and told them I was going to be late, then I was told to get my clothes off and start sucking dick. I sucked him for a while while he sat in the desk chair, then I was told that he wanted to bust my ass open, he wanted to have it opened up before his friend got there. I was told to bend over the desk and to get my ass ready. He put a condom on (even though I've tried to get him to do me raw many times) and stuck his dick in my ass in one motion. Fortunately I was pretty open from the previous day's fucking so it didn't hurt like it does when I haven't been fucked in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started fucking me pretty hard, when he picked me up off the desk, and held me on his dick as he sat down in the chair. He told me to just sit down on his cock, and to keep that dick in my ass. I sat there for a few minutes, as instructed, when his phone rang. It was his wife... wanting to know when he would be home for dinner. He said he had to go to the shop for something and he'd be home soon. (Little did she know her man was shoving his dick up a white guy's ass at that moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, his friend showed up. He was pretty hot looking, in a ghetto sort of way. He had on a baggy orange shirt, some sweat pants and a pair of Adidas. If I had seen him on the street, I would definately have wanted him to fuck me, but no way in hell would I have asked!! The mechanic tells his friend that we were just waiting for him to get there, and did he want his dick sucked. I was still bent over the desk, with the mechanic's dick in my ass, and he told his friend to put his dick in my mouth. He pushed his sweats down to reveal what looked to be a smallish dick, but as it got hard I found that the newcomer was a grower. I ended up with a 9 inch black dick in my face, so I opened my mouth so he could put it in. He tried, but the desk was so wide the best I could do was to lick the head. He tried to get the mechanic to stop fucking me complaining his knees hurt from the desk, but the mechanic would have none of it. Finally, his friend spotted a beer on the table and wanted one. He ended up on a trip to the liquor store down the road, and when he returned the two of them rolled some joints. The mechanic ordered me back on his friend's dick, and told him to turn around so he could see his friend's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kept sucking his friends dick, while the mechanic started to get up behind him and I assumed he was rubbing his dick on the guy's ass. His friend didn't like it, and I gathered whatever dick sucking he did was not completely voluntary. After a few minutes of this, I was told to get back over the desk. He put his friend standing behind him, and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. "Go on and fuck him, and I want to fuck you while you're doing him." His friend hesitated, and he said "Don't you want to fuck him?" "Not that bad." "C'mon... shit you know you want to fuck him. Just let me have a little of your ass." "No, I dont want to fuck him that bad." Finally the mechanic relented and got back in front of me while his friend started ramming my ass. He had the same problem as earlier, where I couldn't reach his dick because the desk was too wide. He climbed up, but got down after a few minutes -- "You're right, that does kill your knees." His friend then had the mechanic sit in the chair, and he spun me around and jammed the mechanic's dick in my mouth while he continued to fuck me. His friend started to really pound me hard, and I started to moan. "That don't sound like you're suckin no dick." he said, and jammed the mechanic's dick back in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic started talking dirty, telling me how great I looked with black dicks in both ends, and how he knew I was a slut that loved to get fucked by black men in the ghetto. He then asked his friend if he was ready to cum, because he wanted them both to cum at the same time. His friend said he was, but I noticed he wasn't as hard as he was before. I think he wasn't enjoying my ass as much as he would if he were fucking me raw, but with the mechanic there there was no way that was going to happen. The mechanic held my head on his dick as he shot his load, ordering me to swallow it. (As if I wouldn't) his friend wasn't ready to shoot, though, so when the mechanic got out of the chair he turned me back around and started to fuck my mouth. I tried my best to keep up with him, but they had been fucking me for 2 hours now and I was beginning to show signs of wear. After a bit, he pulled and started to jack it, making noises like he was going to cum. I put my mouth back on his dick, and let him shoot a massive load in my mouth. I think he liked that, not knowing he could com in whatever hole he wanted. I told him "Next time, cum in my ass for real." at which point I got my clothes back on because I was already 2 hours late for work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-9097025748035542186?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/9097025748035542186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=9097025748035542186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9097025748035542186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9097025748035542186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-937385729773693354</id><published>2009-11-02T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:06:13.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturday before work I was messing around on the computer, not really seriously looking for anything but not opposed to an opportunity if you know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set up my profile making it very clear I'm just looking for sex. I get a message, and checking the profile I see 1) no picture and 2) it's all about wanting a relationship and not a hookup, etc. etc. OK, so I respond to the generic "what's up" and after 3 messages he was wanting me to come over to fuck. (So much for "relationship") He was about 30 minutes away from me... and I had to be to work in an hour and a half. Tight schedule, but doable. I don't usually go to that much trouble for a "no pic" situation, but I had a good feeling about this so I went ahead and arranged for a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his place, and was very pleased when he came to the door. He actually reminded me quite a lot of the first guy that fucked me raw. I got over the uncanny resemblance and was lead to his TV room, where we chatted for about 5 minutes until I couldn't hold back and unzipped his pants. He had a nice, fat cock -- even soft and I wasted no time taking it into my mouth. "I was going to ask if you wanted to go upstairs... but this works." he said. I sucked him hard, revealing about 8 inches of thick, fat dickmeat. This went on for about 5 minutes until he wanted to take it upstairs. Fine with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upstairs we got naked in 2 minutes and he told me to bend over the bed. I heard him taking some lube out of the drawer and... a condom. I was totally into this guy and was prepared to let him in me raw, but I would enjoy that fat meat either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't been fucked in a while and was pretty tight, but he took it slow and within a minute all 8 inches of that dick was inside me. "Let me know when you're ready to get fucked." "Fuck me... Fuck me good!" That was what he was waiting for, as he started to pound my hole really good. He fucked me like that for at least 10 minutes, then he turned me my side which was totally hot because I could look up at him as he was nailing me. I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another few minutes, he pulled out and took the condom off. I started to blow him again, and he asked if I was ready for some more of this dick. I just flipped onto my back and put my legs up in the air as a response. He reached over and grabbed another condom from the table, put it on and started fucking me some more. He put me back doggy style again, and fucked me for a few more minutes before pulling out. Condom off, I started blowing him some more.&lt;br /&gt;"You want to eat this nutt?"&lt;br /&gt;"You can cum where ever you want."&lt;br /&gt;"How about I bust up in this ass?"&lt;br /&gt;"Where ever you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doggy style once again, he put his dick at my hole&lt;br /&gt;"Let me just put the head in." "It's gonna be nekkid, is that what you want?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh"&lt;br /&gt;With that, he slid his dick back in me, raw this time. He fucked me for about 3 minutes or so, before he started making noises like he was cumming, but he never stopped fucking. 10 minutes later, "Eat this nutt!" and he pulled out and presented me with his meat. I opened up, and such a small amount of cum came out that had to have been his second load. "You made me work for that nutt!" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laid next to each other on the bed chatting for a bit, me playing with that fat dick the whole time. "That was hot when you said I could cum where ever I wanted", he said with a bit of amazement. I'm hoping there will be many repeats of that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-937385729773693354?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/937385729773693354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=937385729773693354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/937385729773693354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/937385729773693354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1108558759297630001</id><published>2009-09-03T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:19:30.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Work and real life has had me pretty busy over the past few weeks, but I do have a few tales to share. The first is when I went away for a weekend to meet a friend of mine in another state. Since I was alone, I had a hotel room in which to hook up with some locals (or so I hoped). The first night, I did hook up but it was a dud. The guy rather misrepresented himself and looked liek Jackie Chan... I wasn't into him at all, so I sucked him off and sent him on his way. By then I was tired so I just headed off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day made up for it. Mid-afternoon a guy expressed interest in my ad. After a lengthy email exchange (I usually don't bother with those, but in the course of the conversation I disocvered he was a "straight" black guy and was just nervous) he agreed to come over. From out conversation he sounded pretty hot, and I was all set to take the plunge this time and let him do me raw. However... he asked about condoms. I decided I would try and help things by doing something to it so it might break, but I had no nailfile or anything so I looked around and decided to leave it under the iron for a few minutes, hoping that heating it up would make it break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed up and was exactly what I had been hoping for... he had a rough "street" quality, but he was pretty nice. On his right arm some girl's name was tattooed, and on the other arm I'm pretty sure were gang tattoos. We talked for about a minute before I got on my knees and started blowing him. His dick was delicious, and I was really getting into it when he wanted me to bend over. I was hoping he had forgotten about the rubber as I was VERY into him and wanted to go through with letting him cum in me. However, he didn't, so I got it out of the drawer. He fucked me hard for about 10 minutes before he shot, after he was done he apologized for not lasting so long but it had been a while since he had done this and he was too excited. I took the rubber off his dick, and he asked if there was a Coke machine, and he'd be right back. He left, and I was about to blast myself so I stuck my dick in the condom and used his cum to jack off with. After about 10 minutes he never came back, which was weird -- I would't have cared if he fucked and left, but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1108558759297630001?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1108558759297630001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1108558759297630001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1108558759297630001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1108558759297630001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/09/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3771206372048162823</id><published>2009-08-03T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:53:02.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy night...</title><content type='html'>Last night my boyfriend wanted to go out... we went to a bar for a bit then went to the baths. I much prefer the bookstore action to the baths. There's more of a turnover at the bookstore, where the baths... not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was hardly anyone there, so after a bit we went to the room and I blew him for a bit until he wanted to go walk around. We walked the mostly empty halls and I saw a gorgeous black guy come in. I like to sleep with black guys, the BF does not. So, it didn't seem like anything would be going on in that direction, or did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the BF was in the room, I told him I wanted to check out another area (which I did) but on the way I spied the black guy adjusting his meat under his towel. I told him I wished I was there alone, because I'd spend all night with him. He suggested we go into a darker place and I could blow him for a bit. I blew him for about 5 minutes, before I got the feeling I'd been there a bit too long. It would be pretty ulgy if the BF were to find me with a big black dick in my mouth, to say the least. Fortunately, he was cool with it, so I told him I'd catch up with him as soon as I could get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 20 minutes later, I was in our room blowing the BF again and I mentioned I was hot (Which I really was, the air didn't seem to be on in that place!) I blew him some more, and out of the corner of my eye I could see the black guy down the hall, stroking that huge slab of meat. To my relief, it was suggested I take a shower if I was hot. Perfect. The black guy was already waiting for me in the dark area, so I blew him for another 5 or 10 minutes. Sensing it was time to head back, I told him so and he was cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the BF was done, and I expressed my interest in goint to another area of the place, but he didn't want to, so that fit in perfectly with my plan. I wandered around, and the black guy found me so we went back over to the dark area. He was in for business now. I got on my knees and was sucking him, and he moved around in front of me so I was pressed up against the wall and he was shoving all 9 inches of dick in my mouth. While he was doing that, I was really thinking how I'd love that to be in my ass... But... I didn't have a condom and was too nervous to bareback in that sort of environment. Yeah, I've had loads in me before and I love that feeling. Those times were different in that I knew the guys names, addresses and stuff about them. I came to the realization last night that while I jack off about that same scenario happening that was happening to me right then, I'm not prepared to deal with the possible outcome. I put those serious thoughts out of my mind and just focused on enjoying the nice face fucking I was getting. I choked a few times when he bottomed out in my mouth, but nothing too bad. Finally, I got my reward of 6 or 7 spurts of cum deposited directly in my mouth. I liked that I could feel the sperm squirting out of his dick. Usually I feel the puddle growing in my mouth but not the actual spurts. I swallowed, and he thanked me for "making his night". Ditto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it... sorry if some of you are disappointed I didnt go all the way with him but I don't make this stuff up. What you see is what you get...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3771206372048162823?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3771206372048162823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3771206372048162823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3771206372048162823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3771206372048162823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-night.html' title='Busy night...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7132891945340216832</id><published>2009-07-29T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:33:00.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Load</title><content type='html'>This is a "reminisce" about my first time doing it bareback...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him through a friend of a friend. This friend had been talking to this guy online for a while, he was a married guy but curious about guys, etc, etc. Long story short we went to his work to meet him and me and this guy hit it off so we exchanged numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later he invited me back down to his work to chat, I was into him so I said "what the hell" and went down there around 1 in the morning or something like that. We talked for a while, and he suggested we go into a conference room that was off the main area where he was working. I was boned up so of course I agreed to go along. I was totally naked, spread out on the conference table while he just had his uniform pants unzipped letting me work on his meat. After blowing him for a bit, he turned me over and started fingering my ass, working on it to get it loosened up... Next thing I knew his bare cockhead was poking at my hole. I had a condom in my jeans and knew I should stop and use it but right then all I could think of was this big cock stretching my ass apart, and the hotness of the situation -- how exciting it was to be getting fucked in this office by a married guy that was supposed to be working... 10 minutes later, he was ready to blow a load. I asked him to shoot it on my back, but he was begging me to unload in me, and after a few more strokes I could feel a big load creaming my guts, so I guess it was too late by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out for a little while longer before going home, but once I left I was pretty dazed over what I had done. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was really turned on by being used like that, letting someone else have complete control was part of the excitement. He called the next day to make sure I was OK and such, and we met many, many more times until I moved away, sometimes at his work and sometimes at his house when his wife was at work. It was through him I really started to enjoy taking loads, and we talk on occasion and we're already making plans for my visit back out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7132891945340216832?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7132891945340216832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7132891945340216832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7132891945340216832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7132891945340216832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-load.html' title='The First Load'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3866655787380623077</id><published>2009-07-23T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:20:44.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batting Practice</title><content type='html'>The 5 people reading this might've noticed my posts are pretty short. Honestly, it takes me a fair amount of time to write up posts in detail, and with the lack of feedback it makes me wonder if it's worth the investment of time writing when I could be out sucking dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out to the bookstore yesterday and had a pretty good time. Played around with a nice looking older guy but he didn't want to do much else than jack. I played off and on with him for a bit (He would leave when a crowd would come around) and finally I found another mid-40's guy that wanted to play. I was in the booth with him jacking off when the first guy came in to join the fun. They both jacked each other off until they finally shot their loads all over me. I rubbed the cum around my chest and scooped some off to jack off with. A kind of ugly guy came in before I knew it and sucked all the cum off. I broke away and wandered around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting ready to leave when I saw a nice looking black guy with a great body at the register behind a couple buying some sex toys. He looked like the typical "DL" guy that just wants to nutt and get out. My kind of guy! I followed him into the other side of the arcade and went into the booth opposite his. I watched him play with himself through his pants, and finally he took out his 8" dick out. I went over and asked him if he wanted help with it and he just nodded and pulled his shorts down more. I went to town sucking him when another black guy came into the booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I was blowing didn't care, so I kept on sucking his tasty cock while the other guy jacked. I blew the other guy a bit, but he wanted to share the football player's dick with me (He was definately some sort of athlete, I'm guessing football but who knows). I was fine with that as long as I got the guy's load! After a few the interloper left and I was once again alone with the football player. I blew him for about 20 minutes, (I'm guessing since I really lost track of time) alternating between sucking him and jacking him and licking his balls. While my mouth was on his balls he started making noises so I got my mouth back around the head of his cock just in time to catch a nice load. I cleaned all the drops off his cockhead, swallowed and said "Thanks". He nodded, and that's when I realized I had this guy's load in me and he had never spoken a word to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and washed up and left, having 2 loads of cum smeared on me making my T-shirt stick to my chest and another load in my belly. I saw the football player guy leaving in his BMW, so at least I know what car to hope to see in the parking lot next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3866655787380623077?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3866655787380623077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3866655787380623077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3866655787380623077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3866655787380623077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/07/batting-practice.html' title='Batting Practice'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8959687427903838174</id><published>2009-07-09T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:07:49.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've noticed that I get off more if a guy that fucks me shoots a nice, thick load. It must be something to do with being able to feel his jizz lingering in my guts or something, becuase I just don't get that "glowing" feeling later when a guy shoots watery cum. I know, I'm being overly picky, since cum is cum, but I was wondering if anyone else out there feels the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8959687427903838174?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8959687427903838174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8959687427903838174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8959687427903838174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8959687427903838174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-noticed-that-i-get-off-more-if-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7394438460681282772</id><published>2009-05-26T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:12:46.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I topped...</title><content type='html'>So last week I was at that bookstore for lack of anything better to do... It's like the lottery -- most of the time I lose, but I win often enough that I keep going back. After winding my way through the trolls and queens I find a decent enough looking guy, probably early 50's sitting in a booth jerking off. I stand in the booth opposide his and watch for a minute, then I move over to the doorway of where he was. Getting no negative sign, I step into his booth and in a moment or two I was sucking his dick. He lasted maybe 5 minutes then he was flooding my mouth with a nice load. I got up and left, as did he. It was pretty hot eating a guy's load without having spoken a word to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around for 10-15 minutes more when a tall black guy came in... I watched him for a bit to see what he was doing and after 5-10 minutes I was in his booth. It was weird, we made out and stuff but he never took his dick out. I lead him around, until I was naked in front of him and he was playing with my ass. All the while his clothing got looser and looser but never came off. Usually I'd consider such a guy a waste of time, but for some reason I found it pretty hot. After about a half hour of this, he was finally ready to cum and I got to see his dick. I grabbed onto it and jacked him off, and after about a minute his load was all over my hand. He left, and I stood there jacking my dick with his cum as lube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 minutes later, a cute mid 40's married guy came in and started to jerk it with me. I wanted another load so I started sucking him, then he wanted me to play with his ass. I did, while I sucked on his dick. He was getting into me playing with his ass and wanted me to fuck him. I don't usually, but I was ready to shoot a wad and get out of there so I put my dick, still coated in the black guy's cum, up his hole. He never said anything about a condom, so I wasn't going to bring it up. I have a hard time keeping it hard with them, so I try not to use them on the rare occasions I get to fuck someone. I fucked him for a few minutes, then pulled out to spit on my dick as the cum was drying out by now. I lasted maybe another 5 minutes before I said I was getting close. He didn't say anything, so I took that as an OK to blow my wad in his hole. After I came down from the excitement of blowing in his ass I pulled out and we went on our way. As you all know, I top very rarely but I sure enjoyed that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7394438460681282772?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7394438460681282772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7394438460681282772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7394438460681282772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7394438460681282772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-topped.html' title='I topped...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1625569408896280406</id><published>2009-05-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:16:45.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Various</title><content type='html'>Well, the past few weeks I've tried to get up to some mischef but had mixed results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I went to a park that is known for action... I sat in my car and watched a older troll type guy chat with a mid 30's guy, more curious as to why this guy would give an old troll the time of day. They apparently saw something in each other, because they both moved over to parking spaces near the back of the lot. I watched in the rear view mirror as the mid 30's guy stood between their cars looking into troll's car, when suddenly troll sped away, almost running into a car pulling into the lot. As I was trying to figure that one out, the car he almost ran into pulled in next to me and we both watched as troll guy got busted by the park rangers. Well, that answered the question of what the cute mid 30's guy saw in the park ranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That killed the mood for me and the cute married guy that pulled in next to me, so we took our blue balls and went our seperate ways...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1625569408896280406?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1625569408896280406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1625569408896280406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1625569408896280406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1625569408896280406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/05/various.html' title='Various'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2586225171499748296</id><published>2009-05-01T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:36:24.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>I happened across a profile of the guy that's fucking me in the photo posted below. On it he says "Safe sex" all over the place, yet when we met he just bent me over and slid his raw dick in me, never a mention or discussion of condoms on any of the times we met. Funny, I bet he's like most guys and when a hole is there they just shove it in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2586225171499748296?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2586225171499748296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2586225171499748296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2586225171499748296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2586225171499748296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6200162644800160480</id><published>2009-04-29T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:32:31.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Cocks, No Cum... WTF?</title><content type='html'>I ventured down to the closest bookstore to me, hopeing to get some dudes to pop a nut down my throat. To make a long frustrating story short, I sucked 3 guys, one pulled out and shot on the wall... and I blew this gorgeous guy for about 20 minutes then he stopped me because he "didn't want to cum". Ugh! Why else would I put a dick in my mouth if I didn't want the loads???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last trip there I did meet a cute Arab guy. He was jerking in one of the booths and told me he didn't want to get sucked. As I turned to leave he finished by saying "I just want to cum in your mouth." I didn't have a problem with that at all, so I just knelt on the floor while he jacked his meat and blew his wad in my mouth. I wish I could have seen it... I felt like such a cumdump! It was hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6200162644800160480?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6200162644800160480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6200162644800160480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6200162644800160480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6200162644800160480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-cocks-no-cum-wtf.html' title='3 Cocks, No Cum... WTF?'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3205001563436745827</id><published>2009-04-03T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:50:59.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's load...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdbY3E2NZ6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/pElsKvM-U9U/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320678450490337186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdbY3E2NZ6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/pElsKvM-U9U/s320/DSC03489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going through my computer I found this pic of some guy's load on my chest. I can't remember whose, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3205001563436745827?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3205001563436745827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3205001563436745827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3205001563436745827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3205001563436745827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/04/someones-load.html' title='Someone&apos;s load...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdbY3E2NZ6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/pElsKvM-U9U/s72-c/DSC03489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7387360416939974085</id><published>2009-03-30T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:48:16.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdF2GwKG2JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkupgjwZx6o/s1600-h/DSC04479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319162493279852690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdF2GwKG2JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkupgjwZx6o/s320/DSC04479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic of me in action with the black dude I mentioned a while back. I stopped messing around with him because he always wanted me to pay him for sex, which I had a big problem with. I did get photos on one of our encounters, however.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7387360416939974085?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7387360416939974085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7387360416939974085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7387360416939974085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7387360416939974085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-time.html' title='Photo Time'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GmSTss2Strw/SdF2GwKG2JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkupgjwZx6o/s72-c/DSC04479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5593748587517841033</id><published>2009-03-28T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:58:38.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile, back at the ranch...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've been gone a while. Life happens. I've had a few experiences of note, but little time to write them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got fucked by the good doctor after months of trying. I had him stop by my work one Saturday and we went into an unused part of the building. He was already hard by the time we got there, so I sucked him for a few minutes then put some lube on his dick and slid it in. I hadn't been fucked in a while so it was uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it. He fucked me for maybe 5 minutes, then wanted to rest a minute. I started to jack his dick and after maybe 2 mintues he said he was getting close. I wasn't going to let the opportunity pass so I stuck his dick back in my ass. He didn't make any noise, but I could feel my ass get really wet. "I came inside of you" he said as he pulled out. We chatted for a few minutes and he left and I got back to work. It's such a turn on to find a doctor that's so nasty. Hopefully next time he'll bareback me in the hospital... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out to the park, as I didn't have time to venture down to my favorite bookstore. I had a hot time there last time but I'll wait until I have time to write that up properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a load at the park, which I rarely do there -- lots of guys looking but nobody ever making a move, it seems. I found an older guy, maybe 40, but not bad looking that kept staring at me. He put his window down so I went over and started talking to him, just bullshit but I could see two things. 1) he was playing with himself through his pants and 2) he had just gotten off work and had on blue Dickies pants, and a uniform shirt with his name sewn on the front. I don't know what it is, but uniforms turn me on something fierce. Anyway, boring details omitted, we wnded up in the bathroom at the park and I had his dick in my mouth. From my vantage point down there I could also see his dirty work boots, which I sooo wanted to get down there and lick but didn't. The whole thing lasted less than five minutes (he had told me he was really close in the car) and with no warning he just shot in my mouth. That in itself was kind of hot, no discussion, just a load of sperm in me. I thought he was done, but another thick rope started to drool off his cock so I went back down and cleaned him off. I gave him my number, but who knows if I'll actually hear from him as he's one of those married closet cases that's afraid of getting caught but hangs around in a public park to get his dick sucked. I don't totally get that one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5593748587517841033?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5593748587517841033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5593748587517841033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5593748587517841033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5593748587517841033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2009/03/meanwhile-back-at-ranch.html' title='Meanwhile, back at the ranch...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6286656799573367731</id><published>2008-11-24T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:03:14.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truck Stop</title><content type='html'>I finally worked tyhings out to meet up with the trucker I wrote about a while ago -- the silver tongued devil whose first contact with me was an email saying "Iam (edit) I Need 2  Feed U My Cock And Massive Load  Call Only 4  Info Its 1207  Now  (number edited)  Call Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was parked for the night at a truck stop near here, he had called me and was horny. It had been forever since we had last hooked up, so I got in the car and was headed down to the turnpike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his truck, a differnet one than last time, and got in. He closed the curtain tot he back and already had a boner. I pulled his pants down and started sucking on it. He told me how good it felt and how many times he had jacked off thinking about cumming in my mouth and how good it felt to feed me his load and things like that. I was getting pretty hard, but I was there to get him off so I kept my mind on the task at hand. I blew him for about 10 minutes when he said he was getting close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped sucking him and asked if he wanted to try something. He was agreeable, so I turned around and sat on his dick. He just said "oh fuck" and I started a series of up and down strokes on his rod. He was already close, so within a few minutes he started moaning and asked if he could cum in me. I just sat down all the way on his dick while he said "Fuck Fuck Fuck" and blasted off deep in my hole. We talked for a few minutes afterward, but I had to go and he had to be in Pennsylvania at 10 in the morning so we said our goodbyes. He was happy and I was happy, his load dripping out my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6286656799573367731?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6286656799573367731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6286656799573367731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6286656799573367731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6286656799573367731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/11/truck-stop.html' title='Truck Stop'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3327863363025120489</id><published>2008-11-18T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:13:27.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check-Up</title><content type='html'>Life has kept me pretty busy... I've had some fun but not a lot of time to sit and write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did meet up with a doctor at a local hospital, we met online and he wanted to meet. I met him in the parking lot at the hospital and ended up sucking him off in his car. He indicated an interest in going into a bathroom and fucking me next time we meet. He also indicated he "wanted to fill my ass with his hot cum", so I'm hoping that means what I think it does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3327863363025120489?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3327863363025120489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3327863363025120489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3327863363025120489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3327863363025120489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/11/check-up.html' title='Check-Up'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4925641526724001372</id><published>2008-09-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:22:04.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Few Days</title><content type='html'>I've had quite a dry spell lately, even the dude that brings guys over to fuck me hasn't had luck finding guys. I guess people are on vacation from sex, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Saturday night I got a call from the mechanic about 9:00, he wanted to fuck. Cool, I hadn't been fucked in a while and really needed it so I was definately game. I pulled up to his mechanic shop about 20 minutes later, went into the door and found him there drinking sone vodka. I came in and he told me to get to sucking on his dick. I did, and he started fucking my face almost right away. His dick is pretty thick, so I choked on it a couple times. He told me I was going to take all of his dick if I choked or not, he wanted to make my throat sore for a couple days after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did that, and more. This was one of the most intense fucks I had in a long time -- I was sore all over for 2 days from being bent into all sorts of positions, but I loved it. He said how much he loved having a white boy to fuck,  and how he knew i loved sneaking off into the ghetto to get fucked by a black guy, and how he loved fucking me without my boyfriend knowing, and on and on like this for about an hour. I can't think when I've been fucked for so long. Finally he came, though, still wearing a condom. He keeps talking of cumming in my ass, and I keep begging for it so hopefully I'll get him worn down soon and he'll be dumping his load deep up in my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4925641526724001372?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4925641526724001372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4925641526724001372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4925641526724001372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4925641526724001372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-few-days.html' title='The Past Few Days'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-9104867430809152948</id><published>2008-08-08T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:08:22.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put It In Me, Coach!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had the afternoon to myself so I put an ad out to see who was around. I got a reply from a guy that I had talked with in the past, but apparently we never connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after an uneventful email exchange he said he'd like to meet up. I had already given him my address, and I was growing tired of the whole drawn out email thing so I just replied "You've got my address if you're interested in meeting up.". I heard nothing so I figured he was just another flake. Well, about 2 and a hlaf hours after that last email I get an email "I'm here". Unfortunately I'd already told the BF I was getting in the shower to go up for dinner. I guess I'd have to make it quick. I buzzed him in, and waited for him to show up. When he arrived I was glad he decided to show up, even if it was much later than I'd expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was about 5-10" with a little belly, shaved head and was wearing a wedding ring. Even though I dig married guys, I would have been into him anyhow, he just had that masculine air about him that gets me hard in an instant. I explained to him that I thought he would come over hours ago, etc. etc. so we made it quick. He was wearing a sports T-shirt and shorts, and sports team sandals that exposed his stubby little toes. (They made me think of little sausages...) Anyhow, once this hunk got in the door he stood in front of me and I began to suck his dick. It was about 5 1/2-6 inches long, just the right size for sucking on. I sucked him for a few minutes before he wanted me to stand up. He sucked on my bone for a bit, as I reached over and stroked his hard slab of meat. He let me suck it for a bit then started saying what a nice ass I had and how he wanted to fuck it. I didn't need to be told twice so I returned with lube and a rubber in case he wanted one and bent over. I really wanted him in me raw, but would take him any way I could get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did unfortunately put the rubber on, but I climbed on top of him, facing him so I could watch his face as he pumped my ass. I hadn't been fucked since the mechanic on Sunday, so his relaxed pace was pretty nice after that abuse. I rode him pretty good and he jacked my dick -- actually he just wrapped his meaty paw around it and let it slip in and out as I bounced up and down on his cock. After about 10 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and had to cum. He told me to shoot it on his chest, about the first words he'd spoken since he started fucking me, so I did just that. I was so turned on my load shot pretty far, one blast hit him on the face. That must've been waht he was waiting for, because he said "I want to show you my cum!". I hopped off his dick and he jacked out a nice load all over his chest, I took my dick and smeared our loads together. We cleaned up, and he mentioned he had to get going to a volleyball game. I figured one of his kids was playing, so I acknowledged that and we made arrangements to meet up next week. I emailed him today to finalize our plans, and his signature included his cell number. As is my practice, I googled the number to see what came back. My search results told me he's an athletic director for a local Catholic school. I'm guessing there's no chance of getting fucked in the locker room... :) (I have gotten fucked in a college gym, so I suppose I shouldn't be too greedy, lol!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-9104867430809152948?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/9104867430809152948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=9104867430809152948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9104867430809152948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9104867430809152948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/08/put-it-in-me-coach.html' title='Put It In Me, Coach!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8277142842196941049</id><published>2008-08-07T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:36:35.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto Service</title><content type='html'>Finally hooked up with the mechanic guy again, after not hearing from him for an extra long time. He's fucked me 2 weeks in a row, and has hinted at wanting to unload in me but he claims to have never barebacked before, etc. etc. but in the same instance he complains how he can't get all the way hard in a condom. I tried to help him make up his mind by begging for his cum in my pussy (He calls it a pussy) but he never did take the condom off. Actually, he is thick enough that the condom starts to hurt after he's fucked me for 20 minutes or so -- it gets bunched up and the folds get uncomfortable -- I guess I don't explain it very well but it's uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to the fuck. I enjopy sex with him because it's so intense. For him. It's clear I'm just there for him to get his nut and that's all, in fact he's told me that he doesn't want me to jerk off or anything while he's fucking me. That's cool, since I'm really there to get him off better than anyone. This past fuck he made it even more evident at his initial entry. I hadn't been fucked in a while and he turned me around and just shoved his big black dick up my ass. It hurt pretty bad and I tried to adjust myself to make it easier. He was having no pity on my hole, and I basically ended up doing a headstand and he never took his dick from my ass. After a few minutes I got adjusted to both his dick and the fact that his dick was going to remain in my ass until he came, weather I liked it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must've fucked me for at least 20 minutes, and again talked of fucking me bare and cumming in my ass. I tried to egg him on to do just that, saying how he had opened me up and I was ready to get a big load squirted up in me, and how I wanted him to put his babies deep in me and on and on like that but again he didn't take that darn rubber off. Eventually I'll get him worn down and get his juice in my hole. I think he just likes making me beg for it for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8277142842196941049?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8277142842196941049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8277142842196941049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8277142842196941049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8277142842196941049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/08/auto-service.html' title='Auto Service'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8127490547451503240</id><published>2008-07-19T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:43:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstore Fun</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night I went to my favorite bookstore. It's about 45 minutes from me, but usually well worth the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting 3 loads, not bad for about 2 hours time. The first guy was a tall white guy, I can't recall much about him other than he had brown hair and was definately "straight". He went into a booth and started jacking watching a pussypounder flick, and I stood at the door, waiting for a sign. He didn't tell me to go, so I went in and started playing with his balls. He started moaning, so I got on my knees and started sucking him. I licked all over his shaft, his balls, everywhere I could reach through his open fly. I sucked him for maybe 5 minutes, then he said his first words to me -- "I'm gonna cum!" I just put my hands on his ass and put his dick in my mouth, and he filed my mouth with a respectable load. Not much of a taste, and at first I thought it was just a small load but it had collected in the front of my mouth and I found a big pool of jizz when I went to swallow. He zipped up and left, and I was ready for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was a guy in his early 50's, but still good looking. He had a shirt on from a pool supply place, and a wedding ring. Cool. He was watching another straight film (Actually I find it a turn off watching gay films in those venues -- I guess it's because I love to suck off married "straight" guys...) I went in his booth, and he pointed at his dick. I got on my knees and put his dick in my mouth. It was maybe 5 1/2 inches, but that was cool because it was just a mouthful. Like the last guy, he didn't say anything and pulled off when he was about to cum. I tried to get my mouth back on it but he insisted on blasting all over the booth wall. Bastard. Why would I suck his dick if I didn't want the cum?? Ah, well, I guess it weas back to cruising for another hard dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited about 20 minutes in there then I saw HIM. About 5 foot 9, shiny dress shoes, tan slacks, dress shirt and a wedding ring. I knew he was the reason I had come there, I soooo badly wanted him to use my mouth as a cumrag. He wandered around for a bit, and went into a booth. I waited a second and stood in the hall outside it. He motioned me in, and I massaged the fat 7 inch lump in his dress slacks. I unzipped him, and he sat me down on the bench. I started to suck him, trying to give him the best head I could possibly give him. He really didn't say much apart from the occasional "Oh, yeah" or "Suck that dick", but he did like to pin me against the wall and face fuck me, which was totally hot. I loved being dominated by this srtaight stud. He started to feel on my chest, so I pulled off his dick long enough to take my shirt off. He was digging my hairy chest, running his fingers through my chest hair, playing with my nips while sawing his cock in and out of my mouth. I was just about ready to take my pants off and see if he wanted any of my backside, when it happened. Some creepy queen busted in the booth and started putting his hands inbetween me and the guy I was blowing trying to feel up on his dick, saying a bunch of stupid comments which resulted in the stud yanking his dick out of my mouth and leaving the booth. Fuck. Why do guys have to be such dicks? Just because there is action going on does NOT mean you are welcome to participate! I put my shirt back on and found my stud in the bathroom, and I asked him if he wanted to finish. He said he was going to rest a bit, so I said OK, trying to hide my disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around a bit, but there was nobody interesting. It was probably a combination of my extreme irritation and the fact that nobody else was nearly as hot as he was. I saw him come out of the bathroom, and I just stayed in the booth where I was, hoping he'd come back if he was interested in finishing. About a minute later I heard him on his cell, telling someone "Daddy is running late tonight..." About 10 minutes later he came back, and motioned me into his booth. I said nothing and fished his meatstick out of his slacks and went to town. I desperately wanted his load. I had just gone to work for about 5 minutes when that shithead came back and started trying to insert himself between us again. I tried to push him off, and the stud said "I only like two at a time!" Finally the douchebag took the hint and left us alone. Now that we had some peace, I resumed choking on his cock, just the way he liked it. I tok my free hand and reached in his pants and started playing with his nuts. That got a big reaction from him, so I worked them out of his pants and started licking them. He moaned softly and started jacking his rod. I spent the next 15 minutes alternating between cock and balls until he announced he was close. I got my mouth back on his dick and he said "Cool... You want it." and I unnecessarily replied "Fuck yeah." I sucked him for maybe 30 seconds more and I finally got his load. I savored it in my mouth for a minute before finally swallowing. and he zipped up and said "Thanks" and gave me a pat on the shoulder. Fuck. I wonder if his wife knows how fucking lucky she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung around for a bit longer, a really chubby guy came in, but he had a really cute face. I am most attracted to a guy's face -- if he's got a cute enough face I can overlook just about anything. Anyhow, I went in his booth, but there was just no way I could blow him. His guy was too big and his dick was too small. I don't like to be mean, but his dick was maybe 4 inches, and his belly was too big for me to get anywhere near his meat. I just jacked him off, which he was cool with because he blew his load all over within 5 minutes. It went all over, even covering the toe of my shoe with sperm. I just left it there, as a souvenir. (There's still a spot of cum on my shoe right now... I wiped all but 1 spot off...) I exited the booth ahead of him, and felt him grab my ass. Whatever gets you off, I thought. By then the crowd had thinned and I was getting hungry for actual food so I left. (Unfortunately man can't survive on cum alone) When I got hime I found that the fat guy had put a 20 in my back pocket! I guess he was grateful... whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8127490547451503240?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8127490547451503240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8127490547451503240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8127490547451503240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8127490547451503240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/bookstore-fun.html' title='Bookstore Fun'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8604384360926171660</id><published>2008-07-19T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:11:53.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate liars...</title><content type='html'>A rare bad experience for me the other day. I had posted looking for a guy that was at work and needed some head here ever he was working. Before I moved here I used to hook up with guys that were at work and it's totally fuckin' hot. Anyhow, I got a response from a guy that claimed to work at a 24 hour grocery store and wanted to get off. He said he had a break coming up at 2:30. He was about a half hour from me, but I could make it in that time. He gave me his cell number and all seemed to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the store and called. No answer. I wanted a few minutes, called again -- nothing. I went into the store to get a Coke and use the bathroom. I come out, and this dude on a bicycle asks me if I was (my name). Immediately I knew he was lying, and got pretty pissed off. I told him I thought he worked here and was on break, and he made up some excuse about "Oh, I took comp time" and had some crap about "Oh, we can't have sex in there."  Huh? I just told him I was clear about what I was looking for in my ad, and he had lied and wasted both of our time. By then it was too late and I was too tired to hook up with anyone else so I just jacked off and went to bed, pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8604384360926171660?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8604384360926171660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8604384360926171660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8604384360926171660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8604384360926171660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-liars.html' title='I hate liars...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-9209574508931424667</id><published>2008-07-06T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:14:57.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Night</title><content type='html'>I was feeling pretty horned up (surprise, surprise) so I put an ad out there and waited for a reply. I was just about ready to go to bed when I got a promising reply. I emailed back and forth with the guy for a minute then he was on his way over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted me to open the door naked, then he was going to fuck me. I put a little bit of lube in my hole to get it ready for him. About 10 minutes later he was here. He was in his 30's, not bad looking at all. He guided me over to the sofa and bent me over, massaging his dick through his pants. I stayed bent over, and eventually I felt the head of his dick sliding in. It felt incredible. He started talking really filthy to me which was such a turn on. He never got undressed or anything, just took his dick out to fuck me, which was another turn on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lasted about 5 minutes in my hole then started asking me where I wanted his load. I told him to shoot it where ever he wanted, to which he replied "You want it on your face, don't you? You want my big load on your slutty face?" He pulled out and I got on my knees below him. He stroked for a few minutes and let the white stuff fly. He shot an impressive load. I tried to catch as much of it as I could but it went all over my face, my hair and of course got in my eye which I just hate because then my eye is all red and puffy for a while after. Whatever, though, this stud was going to put his load where ever it landed so it was all good. (I wish I had a video of his dick exploding all over me!) I sucked him clean and he zipped up and left. Sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-9209574508931424667?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/9209574508931424667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=9209574508931424667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9209574508931424667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9209574508931424667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-night.html' title='A Long Night'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-3073041751148268776</id><published>2008-07-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:55:08.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be afraid to write!</title><content type='html'>I got my first (and only) "fan letter" a couple of weeks ago, and it was pretty cool. I like knowing I'm helping guys get off, even though I've only got 2 holes and couldn't possibly accomodate all of you! (Well, some of you might see that as a challenge, lol!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-3073041751148268776?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3073041751148268776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=3073041751148268776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3073041751148268776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/3073041751148268776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-be-afraid-to-write.html' title='Don&apos;t be afraid to write!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7288189119265380448</id><published>2008-07-02T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:50:58.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three In One</title><content type='html'>I had a busy day today, got 4 loads from 3 nice cocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up with my boyfriend, he's not been feeling so well lately so hasn't really felt like sex. Lucky for me he was his old self today so first thing this morning I got a hard dick down my throat. He didn't last very long before shooting a huge load in my mouth. He hasn't cummed for 4 or 5 days so there was quite a backlog. I drank it down, as I always do and went out to do some errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second load was the BF again, he spent the afternoon editing some porn movies together, so after dinner he wanted to show me his handiwork. We watched a few scenes, then his boner started sticking out the fly of his boxers. I went to work on it, alternating between sucking his dick and licking his balls. After a few minutes of that I went down a bit further and started to eat his ass. This always sets him off, so I eased off and went back to the dick and balls, trying to get both of his nuts in my mouth. I eventually went back to his ass, and he was ready to cum. I put my mouth back on his shaft and felt some spurts on the back of my throat. I swallowed quickly since that feeling triggers my gag reflex -- I wish it didn't, though, as it is so fuckin hot to feel that jizz shooting off in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third guy was someone I had been working on meeting for a while, and we had planned for 11:30 tonight. He is a security guard, and wanted to stop by after he got off shift for some head. I have a big thing for a guy in a uniform -- put a guy in a uniform, it doesnt matter what it is, and I'm on my knees or bent over in a second. I don't know what it is, but I just find them so damn sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... back to the security guard. I told him of my affection for uniforms, so he was cool with coming right over after work in his uniform. I didn't know what he looked like (didn't much care, really) but when he showed up... man! He is 50, but I wouldn't have guessed it. He had a nice body, and more importantly a nice 6 inch uncut dick. After we chatted for a few minutes I started playing with his crotch through his uniform pants. He was already half hard, so I got on my knees and unzipped him. Between the tail of his shirt and his underwear, I had a job getting it out. However, it was fuckin HOT being on my knees with this stud over me looking down at me as I sucked his dick. I felt all over his legs... his chest... his feet... everywhere. (He was wearing those cop boots that I love so much... I sooo wanted to lick them but perhaps next time)&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, though, his pants were getting in the way of his meat so he had to undo his duty belt and unzip. I could get at his balls now, and he loved me sucking on them. He had me lay down on the floor, and he got on top of me and started face fucking me. It was fuckin hot, seeing him on top of me, his uniform shirt on, jamming that dick in my mouth. I wanted him to fuck me, but after face fucking me for 5 or 10 minutes he was feeding me a sweet load of cum. I let it collect in my mouth a bit, then started sliding his dick around int he cum. When he pulled out, I licked it all off. He loved that, loved that I really wanted his load. We made plans to meet up again next week, I'm so looking forward to it. (Maybe that load will go up my ass next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting ready to pack it in when I got a message from an air conditioner repairman I've sucked off a couple times. He's in his late 20's, extremely muscular and damn good looking. I couldn't say no to him, so 20 minutes later I was in his truck in a parking lot coaxing a load from his nuts. He makes little noises when I suck him, and I think he gets off on being blown in public because he won't come over here, always wants to do it in the truck. Whatever, it's all good with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7288189119265380448?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7288189119265380448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7288189119265380448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7288189119265380448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7288189119265380448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-in-one.html' title='Three In One'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-9210320279935572924</id><published>2008-07-02T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:00:20.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twice The Fun!</title><content type='html'>I met this guy on Craigslist a while back, he's a truck driver of some sort. He's a rugged looking dude, in his 30's, nice dick and he loves to talk all kinds of trash while I'm blowing him. That was good enough, but he's started bringing friends with him when he comes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to have guys fuck me while he watches, which is very cool. I don't know where he finds these guys, but they are smokin' hot. One guy was a Puerto Rican giy, probably 19, but he had an enormous dick. It must've been 10 inches. He was a sweet kid, though, and we fucked around for an hour or so before he fed me his load. The trucker followed suit, blasting my face and hair with his thick load. I grabbed his cock and scraped off what cum I could and sucked it off his dick. He liked that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week he brought over another dude, He was probably 21-22, short buzzed hair, a diamond stud in his lower lip, tattoos -- he looked like he'd been in prison, actually. I wasted no time in freeing his dick in the entryway, he was hard before he even got inside and it was a nice piece of meat. We finally made our way to the living room, where I was put on my back and prison boy lined his wet dick up with my hole and slid it in. It felt GREAT! He fucked me like that for a while, then did me doggy, all the while the trucker guy was talking nasty to us both. Prison boy surprised me, though, when he got on HIS back and wanted me to fuck HIM. I don't usually top, but this fine dude had me boned, so I squirted a little lube on my dick and slid it in his ass. I don't think he's been fucked many times, so I was enjoying that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison boy was jacking while I fucked him, and I could tell he was getting close and I wanted his load. I pulled out of him and laid on the ground and told him to feed me that load. He didn't quite make it to my mouth so a lot of it went on my face. The trucker had obviously been waiting for this, as he got off the couch and blasted his load all over me. It was obvious he wanted to coat my face with his load, and it was a big one, too. I laid there with my face covered in an obscene amount of jizz, I scraped off some of it and used it as lube to jack off with. I sprayed my load, and we cleaned up and they went on their way. Like I say, I don't know where he finds these boys but they're welcome in my hole anytime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-9210320279935572924?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/9210320279935572924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=9210320279935572924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9210320279935572924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/9210320279935572924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/07/twice-fun.html' title='Twice The Fun!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-992514522458739655</id><published>2008-06-14T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:30:40.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firemen Are Weird...</title><content type='html'>A few months after I moved here, I found an ad from a guy claiming to be a fireman in a somewhat nearby town. I replied to the ad, and he shot back that I was "tempting, but too far away". Whatever. A few weeks later, I saw an ad from someone in the same area, and I just had an instinct it was the same guy, even though it said nothing about being a fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied and said I had some business to take care of out that way (Totally true, since the "business" would be draining his cock) and we talked on the phone as I drove out there, which was about a 45 minute drive. About 10 minutes intot he conversation, he revealed he was a fireman and if I was cool with it he wanted to fuck around in an ambulance in the fire station. I was more than cool with it, and instantly got boned. We chatted on the phone as I drove, him giving me directions to this podunk town. I eventually arrived, and he was a fuckin' stud. Football player build, shaved head, and he was a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed him into the firestation, and as promised was lead into an ambulance parked just inside the garage. we made out and stuff, and finally I grabbed his dick through his pants. He had about 6 inches, not to big but not tiny. Actually, I was so into this guy I only cared that he *had* a dick. I started to blow him, and he lasted maybe 5 minutes before asking if I wanted his load. I just sucked harder, and was rewarded with a geyser of sperm in my mouth. It tasted good, and I drank it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met many more times after that, the next time as I was blowing him he asked if he could fuck me. I replied by squirting a little lube on his dick and sitting down on his bare dick. He fucked me for a while before saying he was getting close. I was on top of him, so I just grabbed his shoulders and told him to give me every fucking drop of his sperm in my ass. He did, and it leaked out all the way home. Way hot. Usually He woudl fuck me in the ambulance, but once it was his day off so we met in a shopping center parking lot and I got into his truck and we rode around until we found a nice, dark spot and he fucked my brains out in the front seat of his truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time he started telling me he loved me and stuff like that, which was cool, because I was totally into him, and he was the first person in a while I felt could develop into a relationship. Our sex started to get more serious, then out of nowhere he tells me he found a job in another state. At first I believed it, but then circumstances made me think this was not quite the truth. This was confirmed when, after he had supposedly left, there was another ad from him looking for some ass. I don't get it, since he was the one that took our relationship in a more serious direction, even saying "we should get married" and stuff like that. Yeah, I was a bit bummed because I honestly like the guy, but I just concluded he has "issues" so he is probably just better off left alone. (Maybe he's had bad relationships? Maybe he is afraid to admit being gay?) I don't know what his issues are, but even after this he wrote and told me he missed me and wanted to see me soon, etc, etc.  Firemen are weird... (But somehow I still catch myself ogling them... Old habits die hard... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-992514522458739655?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/992514522458739655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=992514522458739655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/992514522458739655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/992514522458739655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/06/firemen-are-weird.html' title='Firemen Are Weird...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4316781857199084995</id><published>2008-05-30T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:42:40.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd...</title><content type='html'>My BF fucked me 2 days ago, and just tonight some cum starts to leak out of my ass. Never had it take that long to come out before, I wonder how far up there he shot it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4316781857199084995?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4316781857199084995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4316781857199084995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4316781857199084995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4316781857199084995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/odd.html' title='Odd...'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6296158525630827026</id><published>2008-05-29T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:00:31.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flake?</title><content type='html'>I was online tonight looking for someone to suck off real quick before I hit the sack, and this "out of towner" hits me up. We talk for a bit, I want to suck, he wants to get sucked -- everything is fine. I started getting an uneasy feeling when he started being vague. It took some doing to get the name of the hotel out of him, then when I asked the room number I get a "I'll meet you outside..." OK, I'm not liking that too much, but whatever. Then, after I ask him how I will recognize him, no reply. I ask "Are you still here?" to which I get "This user is offline". Now, he could've gone outside (Unlikely, since I told him it would take me at least 20 minutes to get there) or he was just screwing with me. Anyhow, I wasn't about to drive across town for someone who may or may not be there. And wandering around a hotel asking people if they're the guy whose dick I was supposed to suck would probably get me in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I had been talking with a fuck buddy from the town I used to live in, who finally told me he's a cop. NOW he tells me! So I guess I have fulfilled a fantasy, I guess I have licked a cop's boots while he was wearing them. (Details of that can be told later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, my apartment building has had off duty cops in the lobby because of a problem at one of their other properties so the past few nights I've had the chance to chat with several of them. I averaged a half hour with each of them, but, my efforts did not end up with any of their juices being deposited in any of my holes. I told my BF about it and he said "Well, at least they talked to you and didn't think you were some big fag..." True. You can't win 'em all, I suppose... (And I did have some material to jerk off to for a couple evenings..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6296158525630827026?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6296158525630827026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6296158525630827026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6296158525630827026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6296158525630827026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/flake.html' title='Flake?'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2344670445036327906</id><published>2008-05-26T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:40:58.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tow Truck Driver</title><content type='html'>Since there hasn't been much of note to write about lately, I'm going into the past. I met this guy, I'll call him "Brian" about 5 years ago, actually through a former friend. Brian had hit my friend up on IM, but my friend wasn't interested. I was, so I made note of the screen name and messaged him the next day. We talked a bit and I agreed to meet him at his apartment. He was about 2 years younger than me, but not bad looking at all. We met in the courtyard of his apartment building, and that's when he told me his girlfriend was home and he hoped I'd blow him in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fine with that, so we climbed in the back seat and he whipped out his boner. It was the biggest dick I had seen at that point in my life, 7-8 inches. I sucked it as best I could, I think I had blown maybe 3 guys at that point in my life (I've made up for lost time ever since!!) but I wasn't doing too badly for him. I remember at the time one of his balls was caught in the leg of his boxers so I thought he only had one nut. I licked at it while jacking his dick, and I honestly can't remember if I drank his load then or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met several more times after that, I'd come over at night when his girlfriend was gone, suck his dick and he tried to fuck me once but he was just too big. (Things have changed since then!) I didn't hear from him for a while until one night my phone rang. It was him, we chatted a bit and then he said I should come out and see him. He was working at a pizza place and it was closed, so there wouldn't be anybody there. I drove over there, and we went into the a back room just off the kitchen area. He was hard already, so I got down and started sucking him. I blew him for a while and he turned around and said he wanted to get fucked. I totally did not see that coming, but my dick was more than game for it. I had some lube with me since *I* was planning to get fucked, so I greased my pole up and slid it in. It felt fucking amazing. I could tell he'd gotten fucked before, but not recently. I fucked him for probably 10 minutes and I just couldn't help blowing my wad deep in his hole. It was intense! After I came down from my high I rinsed my dick off in the sink and saw he still had a tentpole sticking out. I finished sucking him and I remember I drank his load, that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up sporadically over the next few months until again, another call out of the blue as I was getting ready to leave work. We talked, and he said he wasn't far from where I was so I went over, confused to say the least. When I got there I found him, unloading a car from his flatbed tow truck. He'd obviously moved on from the pizza shop, and he looked incredibly sexy in his grease stained blue work pants and cheesy reflective jacket with the tow truck company patch on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove around for a while, me following behind him in my car while we looked for a quiet spot. He stopped near a park and I got out and went over to his truck. He opened the door and stood there, saying his wife called wondering where he was. I could see his dick tenting his pants, so I just unzipped them and fished his dick out, while he just stood there on the top step of the tow truck. It was an ideal height, actually, because I could stand up and his dick was right at my mouth. I was incredibly turned on, sucking him with just the door of the truck blocking us from view. He shot his first stream while I was sucking on his nuts, so the first stream went across my face. I quickly got his dick in my mouth and drank down the rest of his load. He apologized for getting cum on my face, and I said dont worry about it as I scooped the rest of it off my face with his dick. I went home and jacked a huge load all over the place. That was one of the hottest things I'd done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's further adventures with Brian if anyone wants me to share them later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2344670445036327906?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2344670445036327906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2344670445036327906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2344670445036327906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2344670445036327906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/tow-truck-driver.html' title='The Tow Truck Driver'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-191178462919225330</id><published>2008-05-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:46:49.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest One Ever</title><content type='html'>Last night I was pretty horned up after coming home so I put another ad out there. The first response I got was not appealing in the least. The second reply was much more fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I don't reply to one-line responses, but I had a feeling about this one. I did my usual googling of the email address, and one of the results was the guy's myspace page. Looking at his pics, I saw he was a rather tall black guy, and very attractive. I got the camera out and took a quick picture of myself because all the ones I had already were crap. About 5 minutes from the initial contact I had sent him my pic and he replied with a face pic, one of the ones I had seen at his Myspace page. Sweet. We emailed a bit then he gave me his phone number.  I ended up driving across town to the edge of the 'hood to pick him up at his girlfriend's house. It was pretty dark, but he got in and we talked on the way back to my place. He was actually a very cool guy, and knew people who lived in the town I recently moved from. One of his friends was a basketball player for the college there, and was a name I had actually heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30 minutes later we arrived at my place, and I finally got a good look at how fuckin tall this guy was. He had maybe 2 inches to spare from hitting his head on the top of the doorframe. Damn! He took his shoes off at the door, again they were huge, probably size 13 or 14. We made it down the hall to the bedroom and he got his pants off. No underwear, just a FAT 8 inch dick popping up, already hard. I knelt down to suck it, but it was over my head in that position. We laughed and I sat on the edge of the bed and got busy. I tried to take him all the way as best I could, but I hadnt had a dick that big in at least a month so I gagged and choked a bit until I got used to it. He laid down on the bed, and I crawled between his legs and started sucking on his low hanging balls, and his phone rang. He answered it and his side of the conversation went something like "I'm getting my dick sucked." "No, you don't know him..." then he had me say hi to whoever it was, then he told them he'd call them back. I sucked him for a while more then he asked me if I wanted to get fucked. I sure as hell did, so I handed him the lube and he greased up his pole. Fuck that thing hurt at first, but I got used to his meat in a minute or so. We started out with me on my back, resting my feet on his shoulders. I hadn't gotten around to taking my shoes off, so they stayed on the whole time he rammed me. He wanted me to flip over and do me doggy, at which point I asked him if he minded taking a picture of his dick in my ass. He didn't mind, so I got the camera off the shelf and he slid that pole back in me. I heard him trying to work the camera, and he took a few shots and went back to really ramming my ass with that fat cock of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fucked for at least a half an hour, in all sorts of positions. I was lying next to him on the bed, with him fucking me from the side when he asked if he could cum in me. I told him he could cum where ever he wanted, so after another 2 or 3 minutes he shoved his dick ALL the way inside me and started to fill me up with his baby batter. I almost came without touching myself. We laid down for a few minutes and caught our breath, and he went in the bathroom to wash off the lube and cum from his dick. I sat up, he mustve shot his seed deep in me because nothing was leaking out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove him to another house than the one I picked him up at (Maybe the friend that called him?) and we made plans to meet up next week. I can't wait. (My hole still has that well-fucked feeling at the moment...) Maybe his friend will want to watch him unload in my hole... who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-191178462919225330?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/191178462919225330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=191178462919225330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/191178462919225330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/191178462919225330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/biggest-one-ever.html' title='Biggest One Ever'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8216705436734697352</id><published>2008-05-14T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:49:20.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Truckin'</title><content type='html'>Shortly after I moved here, I had an ad out and one of the responses said simply "Iam (edit) I Need 2 Feed U My Cock And Massive Load Call Only 4 Info Its 1207 Now (number edited) Call Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell... I called and he answered. He was a 30 year old straight trucker parked behind some factory about 30 minutes South of here just looking to get off. He sounded hot, but a voice isn't really a good indicator of anything. I talked with him on the phone as I rode down there, and eventually reached the factory he was at. I parked my car and walked over to the row of big rigs and found his. He was as cute as he sounded, thankfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed in, and sat in the passenger seat as we chatted a bit. Finally we moved into the sleeper compartment, which was very clean, and he pulled his shorts down. He had a very nice dick, probably about 7 inches, which I started licking and sucking all over. He didn't last long, maybe 10 minutes tops, before he announced he was going to feed me some cum. I just held his dick in my mouth and let the spurts of jizz coat my tongue. He tasted pretty good, and when he was done I swallowed it and licked the last drop out of his slit. We talked a bit more then I headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 months later, we met again, this time at a rest stop along the highway. That visit was much like our first, him just laying back and enjoying me servicing his tool. I was immensely turned on, sucking off a hot trucker in his sleeper cab. It wasn't about me, though, so I just focused on getting him off. Again, I got a load of tasty jizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen him since then, but periodically I would get text messages saying things "Hi I am jerking off thinking of you", and other romantic things. Last Friday the phone rang, I was asleep but answered it anyhow. It was him, saying he might be in town soon. I told him to definately call me, hopefully I can get him to fuck me this time. That would be wicked hot, getting this "straight" stud to ram me is his truck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8216705436734697352?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8216705436734697352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8216705436734697352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8216705436734697352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8216705436734697352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/keep-on-truckin.html' title='Keep On Truckin&apos;'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-6689222576037851070</id><published>2008-05-07T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:39:41.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Time... Much Better</title><content type='html'>After work today I decided to head South again to catch a ballgame. Since I arrived in town about 2 hours before gametime I dropped in to the bookstore to see what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way in I passed a cuuuuute guy, short kinda shaggy reddish hair, crystal blue eyes, and a nice smile. We said hi and he went back toward the store area. Damn. I checked out the booths to see what was going on. There were the usual trolls, and there was a cute kinda chubby guy in one fo the last stalls. I'm a sucker for a guy with a cute face. Dick size doesn't matter as much to me as a cute face does. Anyhow, he was stroking a FAT piece of meat. It was probably about 6 inches long, but it was very, very thick. I stood in the doorway and watched him for about a minute then got down on my knees and started to blow him. I blew him for maybe 5 minutes, then he wanted me to fuck him. I was game for it, but while I was getting myself hard he got too excited watching me stroke that he blew a massive load all over the floor. That was fun, though, so I headed back down the hall to see what else was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into the cute guy again, he headed into a booth opposite one where some guy was blowing a trucker looking guy. He stood there looking at the movie, but made no attempt to shoo me away. Encouraged, I blocked the doorway from the crowd that was gathering to watch the action in the opposite booth. We kind of stood there for a few minutes and I noticed the bulge growing in his pants. I decided to take the first move and started rubbing his basket a bit. I thought he was going to cum right there. I started to find his zipper, but he said "In a minute" and started out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed hin to the entrance, where there was a set of broken booths nobody ever went into. Before I could even get in the door, he had his fly open and his boner freed. I wasted no time taking that thing into my mouth, and again, I thought he was going to cum right there. I started feeling him as I sucked his dick, feeling his big beefy paws, and then I felt his wedding ring. Sweet. He had the nicest hands, with big thick fingers and chubby palms. I was getting way turned on by him as I continued feeling him up, all over his legs, his nips, his feet, everywhere I could reach with his dick still in my mouth. He asked if I minded if he just sat back and enjoyed it, to which I replied not at all, you can do anything you want. I must've blown him for 20-30 minutes, but I'm not really sure. We were both way into each other, in a sort of connection that's rare in that sort of venue. Finally, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and started jacking it. I asked if he was close, and he just nodded. I told him I wanted it and put my mouth back down to his dickhead. After about 30 seconds he said "Here it is" and I put my mouth back on his shaft just in time to catch a pretty good sized load. It had a very pleasant taste, and I held it in my mouth for a bit, savoring it before gulping it down. We chatted for a bit, and he really wanted to get together again. I'm definately game for that, he said he gets up here for work now and then so I gave him my phone number... We'll see if anything else happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I needed to get off so I went back down to the booth where I blew the chubby guy and started to jack it. Some guy came in and wanted to suck me, and I just needed to get off so I let him have at it. As he was kneeling on the floor I remembered the chubby guy had blasted a fairly good sized load all over the floor. Sure enough, after I'd fed the guy my load I saw his knees and pantlegs were crusty with the chubby guy's load. I hope he didn't have to explain that to someone at home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-6689222576037851070?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/6689222576037851070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=6689222576037851070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6689222576037851070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/6689222576037851070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-time-much-better.html' title='Second Time... Much Better'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5531772588356785706</id><published>2008-05-06T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:56:09.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstore Bust</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I made the drive town to a bookstore I'd heard about about an hour South of here. The trip didn't start out too well, there was a pile-up on the freeway that delayed me at least a half hour. Then when I made my way to the offramp to get back on the freeway, the car in the lane next to me proceeded to catch on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at my destination about 8:00, and the only guy in there was a 50's banker looking dude in a dress shirt and slacks. I waited a couple minutes and went to the booth opposite his. He was stroking a nice piece of meat, so I came to the doorway of his booth. I stroked him for a bit when a nice looking guy came in, he had a bit of a beer belly but he was actually pretty cute. He peeked in, and went off to check out the other booths. At this point, I was wanting to get the banker guy off because I really wanted to play with the chubby guy. I went down on the banker guy, which he really liked. The other guy came back as soon as I got the banker dude's dick in my mouth, after finding the other booths deserted. When he saw that we both didn't care if he watched, he came to the doorway and pulled out a fat uncut slab of meat. It was at this point I saw his wedding ring. That's a big turn on for me, mostly because the first guy to fuck me raw was a married fireman I know. (He shot nice thick loads, too, the kind I could feel in my gut for hours after we'd fucked...) Anyhow... back to the present. I reached up and started jacking him while I sucked the other guy. Banker guy came in my mouth, I held it there and went down on the married guy, sliding his dick around in the other guy's load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banker guy left, so it was just me and married guy. I sucked him while he looked for a good movie on one of the video channels, and I pulled my pants down, hoping he might want to fuck me. He was a blowjob only guy, though, and he was really enjoying the head he was getting. unfortunately for me, though, he shot after about 5 minutes. He had some delicious jizz, though, and I made sure to get every drop. We said our goodbyes and I was alone for the next hour and a half. I call it a bust because while I did get some hot action, it all happened in the first 20 minutes I was there and not a single soul came in the rest of the night. It wouldn't have been such a bummer if I hadn't been an hour and a half getting there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5531772588356785706?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5531772588356785706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5531772588356785706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5531772588356785706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5531772588356785706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/05/bookstore-bust.html' title='Bookstore Bust'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-4836458964555397645</id><published>2008-04-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:16:01.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dry Spell</title><content type='html'>It's been a slow period for me lately... I was beginning to think the blog thing was a jinx because after I wrote about dudes I wouldn't hear from them again. The "curse" was broken when I heard from the mechanic a few weeks ago. It was pretty much the same as last time, he's a hot fucker and I love the way he uses my hole... This time I swallowed his load, I don't think he had blown one in a few days because he commented on what a big load I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard from the cop in about a month, which is a huge disappointment because he was a cool guy. I guess the distance was a bit much for him. That or his wife... Oh, well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-4836458964555397645?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4836458964555397645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=4836458964555397645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4836458964555397645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/4836458964555397645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/04/dry-spell.html' title='A Dry Spell'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-7687527362111605203</id><published>2008-02-16T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:14:03.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcoming Soreness</title><content type='html'>Got fucked again by my bf... I was still a little bit sore from the other night, but I overcame that once I had his dick in my ass for a few minutes. I'm dripping spooge out of my hole, a remnant from another intense fuck session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this afternoon for some reason I was thinking of one of my nastier encounters... It happened about a year ago. I met this guy at a porn shop in the town I used to live in, a hot married dude that just wanted some head. I have a weakness for married dudes, in fact the first guy that shot a load in my ass was an average looking married guy I met through a friend (Had to put that "average" crack in there to see if he actually looked at the link I gave him to this page... excuse my wisecracking). Anyway, after talking for a bit we went out to our cars. He was too nervous to get sucked off in one of the booths there, so after about 10 minutes I suggested we go to the bathroom at the Taco Bell a block away since it had a locking door. He was unsure about that, but his horniness won out and soon we were on our way. He went in first, I waited a minute and followed him in. I locked the door, he already had his cock out. I was on my knees in an instant, his cock was a pretty nice one, about 7 inches, cut and just the right thickness. He said a lot of nasty things I can't recall now, and said he was so horny he wouldnt last long. He then said "I hope you know you're going to swallow my load." to which I just nodded. In fact, that just made me hotter, he was so fuckin hot I would've ate his load anyway but I didn't let on to that fact. Just to make sure, when he announced he was cumming he put his hands on the back of my head just to make sure I didn't pull off. He didn't let his dick come out of my mouth until he was sure I had swallowed all of his cum. Fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him again, and this time he was nervous, again, but I talked him into following me to my work. There was an unused room with a lot of heating ducts and crap in it, so I led him up the stairs and fished his cock out. It was basically a repeat of the last time, with him making sure I was really his cumdump and I ddin't escape without having his cumload in my belly. I wouldn't have had it any other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-7687527362111605203?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/7687527362111605203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=7687527362111605203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7687527362111605203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/7687527362111605203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/02/overcoming-soreness.html' title='Overcoming Soreness'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-8999889595326540948</id><published>2008-02-15T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:54:21.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day... And I Am Fuckin' SORE!</title><content type='html'>My bf has been super horny lately, so the end result is that I've gotten plowed 4 times in 2 days. Last night took it's toll on my hole, I was already pretty sore from Wednesday night, but he was wanting some more hole so what was I to do? :) I started out blowing him, sucked his fat meat for about 15 minutes, then he went into his "toolbag" and brought out a dildo. It's not that long, but it's pretty fat and has a nice texture on it. I lubed it up and started to gingerly work it in and out of my hole, trying to overcome the soreness from the night before. He started talking dirty, saying how nice that looked going in and out of my hole, and how good his dick was going to feel in there, which got me pretty turned on. I was still pretty sore when he rammed his dick in, but after a few minutes it started to feel better because his dick didn't have the rough texture that the dildo does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fucked me for about 15 minutes, then grabbed onto my shoulders and exploded deep in my hole. It was great. I had to leave shortly after that, because I had to go to work at 4:30 in the morning. As I stood there saying goodbye, his half hard dick started poking out of his boxers. Well, I couldnt pass that up, so I put it in my mouth and got it all the way hard again. Within 5 minutes I was on the floor getting my brains fucked out of me. I was starting to hirt a bit, now, but I knew this wouldnt end until I had another load in there. He must've shot a lot the first time, because I could feel him digging some of the cum out. It wasn't long before he was adding another batch of babybatter to what he'd blown in me 20 minutes ago, in spite of my soreness I could feel his dick expanding as he blew. It was fuckin nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he blew a hell of a lot of jizz in my hole, because in the morning there was a decent sized wet spot on the sheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-8999889595326540948?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8999889595326540948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=8999889595326540948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8999889595326540948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/8999889595326540948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-and-i-am-fuckin-sore.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day... And I Am Fuckin&apos; SORE!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-2584273193626816605</id><published>2008-02-10T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:24:26.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twice In Less Than 24 Hours</title><content type='html'>I don't know if anyone is reading this, but here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I spent the evening with my buddy (Not sure how to apply a simple label to our relationship, I'm not going to go into it here but it works for us) and had a nice night of dinner, TV, porn and sex. I sucked his dick for over a half hour, tugging on his balls, licking his balls, sucking his dick again, rubbing his balls on my chin as I sucked his dick, (I had a little bit of stubble on my chin, the sensation was driving him wild) until he finally told me to get his dick wet. I spit all over it, and was commanded to sit on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With good old fashioned spit and pressure, my ass was resting against his pubes in a matter of about a minute. (He's got 8 fat inches, so I just enjoyed working it in my hole) I rode him for a few minutes, in a very awkward position for me as I had to hold myself up on the couch and my arms were about to give out. About that time, he told me to get on the floor on my hands and knees. He proceeded to ram my ass pretty good, until asking me if I wanted some cum. I needed a load up there, so I told him as much. Within seconds he was grabbing my shoulders shoving that fat dick in as far as it would go, emptying his nuts in my stretched open hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I spent my lunch break at the mechanic's shop. I arrived and he was sitting at the desk in the office watching a clip of some chick getting rammed by a fat black dick on the computer. I unzipped him and started to go to work on his dick. It was fucking COLD in there, so we neither one got totally naked, only removing just enough clothing to get the job done. Actually, it was pretty hot blowing him in his mechanic's coveralls. I haven't smelled the smell of motor oil in a guy's crotch since I moved away from the tow truck driver I used to fuck around with. (A story for another time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I blew him for a few minutes he asked me if I needed to get that ass fucked. He led me to the back, in the area where they work on the cars, and showed me to a back seat taken out of someone's minivan. I assumed the position and felt his big dick sliding in. I hadn't realized how sore my hole was from last night until just then, but at that time it was too late to do anything about that since I knew he wouldnt stop ramming me until he'd dropped his load. After a few minutes the pain went away and it started to feel reeeeeeal good. It helped a bit that he started in with some nasty talk, telling me how good my white ass looked stretched around his fat dick, and how he bet I'd love for him to line up guys to fuck me all day, and on and on like that. I, on the other hand, could do little more than moan quite loudly as the minivan seat started scooting across the floor from the force of his fucking. That turned him on, he said how he liked hearing me moan like a bitch as he used my pussy. I was rock hard, but didn't touch my dick since he had ordered me not to the last time I was there. After about 10 minutes of this, he started working my hole over, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in, HARD. On one of these strokes, he left it out saying he was too close to cumming. He put it back in, and just as soon as he pulled all the way back out again he yelled out "Shit you made me cum!" and felt him shove it back in, saying "Well, you started it so you better finish the rest of it....". My ass was so numb by then I couldnt actually feel the sperm shooting out of his dick, but I could feel the wetness when he pulled out. I imagine my ass wasn't closing up, but I just pulled my pants up since I had to get to work. We washed up, I only had some awful Pina Colada lube packets so I had to get that shit off my hands before I left. I don't know what the minivan owner will think of their back seat reeking of it, but that's not my problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-2584273193626816605?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/2584273193626816605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=2584273193626816605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2584273193626816605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/2584273193626816605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/02/twice-in-less-than-24-hours.html' title='Twice In Less Than 24 Hours'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-1495027040662825012</id><published>2008-01-28T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:04:13.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post... So soon!</title><content type='html'>Today I finally hooked up with a genuine policeman. He had responded to one of my ads looking for uniform or blue collar guys about 3 weeks ago, but the times we were supposed to hook up scheduling conflicts would arise and it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he initially responded to my post, I googled the email address. I always do this when someone contacts me, mostly out of nosiness about what I might find. In this case, there was exactly one result, the webpage for a local police organization. I knew it was the same guy because not only the email matched, but the cell number on the page was the same number he had called me from. Now I'll admit, I have always had a fantasy of having an encounter with a cop. I know it's stereotypical, but it's mostly because I love clean cut guys. In fact, one of my biggest turn offs is long hair on a man. Anyhow, I now knew this guy is a cop, and what department he works for. I had no idea what he looked like, but he has a very sexy voice, a very butch Italian voice that got me hard almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to this afternoon, I'm sitting in my buddy's living room and my phone rings. I let the voicemail get it, and when I check my messages I see it was the cop. He was free this afternoon and wanted to come over. He had tried to call me earlier but got the wrong number. Ordinarily not a big deal but I had jerked off just an hour previously from being so damn horny and was spent. I wasn't going to put him off again, though, so I told him to come over and he said he'd be here in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my excuses to my buddy who was in a lousy mood anyway and got ready. When he showed up he was very doable. Short buzz cut hair, mustache and a Harley tattoo on his arm. We sat in the living room and chatted about things -- him being stuck in a bad marriage, my move out here, when he abruptly asked if I had any porn. I had a straight DVD I had found in the trash in my apartment building so I put that in. Within 3 minutes our pants were off and I had his dick in my mouth. It was a nice one, only about 5 inches but it had a FAT head on it, almost twice as thick as his shaft. I was jerking myself off and he wanted a taste of my dick. He sucked me for a few, then started to jerk me off. I reached under and jerked him off but couldnt hold out. I had to have that dick in my mouth again. He took the hint and we traded places on the chair. I started going down on him and he pulled me off saying he didn't want to cum just yet. I started sucking on his balls, and that's when I noticed it... on his other arm, there was a large police themed tattoo. Nice. It was shortly after this that he asked me if I swallowed. For him, I'd do anything. I sucked his cock for about another 3 minutes then his cream started flooding my mouth. It was delicious, and I was super hard despite having shot my wad only a short time earlier. I knew I wouldn't cum again, but I didn't care. I had gotten this stud cop's load and that was what I wanted. Next time I hope he'll be willing to fuck me and put that load up my hole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-1495027040662825012?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1495027040662825012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=1495027040662825012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1495027040662825012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/1495027040662825012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-post-so-soon.html' title='Second post... So soon!'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858621046334176933.post-5789052790705550335</id><published>2008-01-28T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:40:08.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! After reading other people's blogs and getting horned up from them I thought I'd try my own. I guess I'll start with recent events and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a repeat from this mechanic that fucked me 2 weeks ago. He responded to an ad I had placed, and lucky for me he was only about 10 minutes from where I work. I showed up at his place, which happened to be his auto repair shop, and followed him into the work area. He had his coveralls unzipped as we were walking, and I wasted no time in fishing out his fat dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of him jamming his meat down my throat, he wanted me to "show him my pussy". I turned around and bent over, while he manhandled my ass. He fished around in his pocket and got out a rubber, while I fished in my pocket for the lube.  I tore open the packet and was greasing up my hole and his fat dick, then his hands were pushing me back over a car there in the shop. Damn, that dick felt good. He was stretching my hole open, coming at me from different angles, really working my hole over. He kept telling me how good my pussy felt, and how he didn't think he could get hard from fucking a guy, and assorted other dirty things as he rammed my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 minutes of this, he was getting close to cumming. I said I wanted to drink his load, so he pulled out and spun me around, shoving his meat back in my mouth. I squeezed that fat dick, pulled on his balls, and did whatever he commanded me to. After a few minutes, he was unloading his nutjuice in my mouth. It was a decent load, and I of course swallowed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to yesterday. I emailed him in the morning, to keep contact open, and I got a reply about 5 hours later: "Want some dick?". I was there right after work, and he was sitting in the office area of the shop. I sat in a chair and took off my coat, while he sat on the opposite side of the desk and tried to warm up with a heater. We chatted for a few minutes, then he suggested I help him warm up. I unzipped his pants and fished out his dick. It was just as fat and juicy as I remembered it. I worked on his dick and balls for a while, then he stood up and jammed his dick in my throat just like last time. I was getting rock hard by this time, but it was about his dick, not mine. He was already close to cumming, so he had me turn around and he played with my ass again. My ass was kind of sore from where I had played with a dildo the night before, but I was so horny I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slid the rubber on, and I greased up my hole. He slid his fat cock right up there, and started in with a stream of dirty talk just like last time, and again, he really abused my hole with that fat meat -- coming at me from all angles, pulling out and shoving it back in, anything he could to get his nut. He moved me over to the desk, shoving the papers and stuff to one side. I grabbed onto the desk for dear life as he rammed me good. He was fucking me so hard the desk moved a bit. I left my hole where it was to give him the most access, and he told me he might just bust right in my sweet little ass. I was moaning somewhat loudly while this was going on, so I guess he took this as a "yes". He didn't say anything, but I could tell from his motions he was erupting. He pulled out a moment later, and that rubber was bulging with cum. I commented on the size of the load, and I was thinking I should take it off him and drink it, but he started out the room to clean up. As he left, he commented how he "hated to waste it". So did I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858621046334176933-5789052790705550335?l=clevebottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/feeds/5789052790705550335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6858621046334176933&amp;postID=5789052790705550335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5789052790705550335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858621046334176933/posts/default/5789052790705550335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevebottom.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Cleveland bottom guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12598993536982847713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
