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When I was in Air Force tech school (after basic when they teach you your job), there was a guy across the hall from me. Hot, hot guy, looooved to be naked. Yeah. God I wanted to be his roomate, but anyway.

He was always taking off his clothes, always. After a shower he'd work as much nudity out of it as he could, leaving his door open, and so on. I was friends with him and his roomate, and as he didn't mind stripping for the shower while other dudes were in the room, I manaouvered to be in his room as much as possible. I'll never forget the day I was hanging out in there and he came back from the shower, and the first thing he does is just drop his towel and say "oops, I dropped my towel." Did I mention this guy was hot?

Looked something like this:



Only difference is, you can tell from this dude's tatt that he's a Marine.

This pic and many more like it are available in my Amateur Pics Gallery. If you like to see hawt straight guys hangin' out, you'll dig my galleries. Enjoy!
 
Just a quick note to say that the final video in the King and Joe: night Two series has been posted! I know a lot of you have been waiting for this one. I forgot how hot it was until I was editing the last parts down a couple nights ago. It's all just amazingly real.

I've seen maybe four other sites try to fake this recently. Every time it's just such an obvious set-up that it leaves my cock limp. There was one where it was supposedly two friends gone camping, and one friend has a big secret, which is that he's always wanted to suck his buddy's dick. And they play it up like he's really asking this, when it's such an obvious fake. the other guy pretends like he doesn't want it, which is easy because he obviously doesn't, he's just been paid a lot of money to say so.

The two dudes are hotness itself, but the obviously staged situation, which would be excruciatingly hawt if it was real, just turns me off. I mean, they shoulda just had them fuck, but oh well.

So that's what's so amazing about this video--it's all totally real, and you can totally tell. You can see the friendship bewteen us...the easy, non scripted banner, the lazy comfortable way that we play with each other because we're enjoying that fuck out of ourselves, the cameras are just there so you can watch.

So, I'll say it again...this is the video that other sites try to fake. They wish they could get someone as straight as King, as hot as King, as friendly as King. But they can't, and there's only one place to see this, which is at NakedWebmaster.com
 
So if you've seen on the news about the huge SoCal wildfire that's torching everything in it's path, that's basically my backyard. Most of the important shit is already packed up in the jeep and ready to go. Wish me luck.
 
So, wow.

When I moved down here, it took me weeks to pack. Somehow or another I juist couldn't seem to get off my ass, and shit layed around forever while I figured out what to do with it. I filled up my Jeep and a U-Haul trailer with my crap.

Two days ago when fire started coming over the ridge towards my house, I was able to get all the important stuff in my Jeep in just minutes. Bam!

It's very clarifying to suddenly have to decide what's worth taking and not. You'd be surprised and some of the decisions you make. Like, I looked at my bookcase and decided they could all burn, except for my dog-eared copy of Catch-22 I got in highschool.

The thing is, and I'm really pretty happy about this: I discovered that I didn't care about any of it, any of my stuff. Oh sure, the camera equipment and the computer because those are my livelihood...and expensive enough I'd be screwed if they melted. But I turned out to be completely unsentimental about anything I owned. But that's why there was no cam for awhile. It and the computer were packed up and ready to evacuate at a moment's notice. I've met people who drove through flames on their way off their property. I wasn't about to get caught off-guard.

The next town over got torched. I mean black, it's now charcoal, which is just so damned odd. King and I were over there just a few weeks ago drinking in the bar there. The bar survived thank god, it's about the only building left standing. We stopped in a remote road on the way back to do a stereo check...you can hear him talk about this on the phone with his girlfriend in King and Joe 69. That road is now a blackened scar. Weird.

The flames were so fast moving and so destructive that I was actually afraid to go to sleep for the first two nights. At one point the fireline advanced to within about 1/4 mile of my house...
thanks to the tireless efforts of the fire helicopters it was beaten back. I had my keys in my pocket and I was ready jump in and go.

Slowly those flames died down, unfortunately the fire itself was uncowed, it simply ran west and grew into a monster. The smoke cloud was massive, dark, and a weird sort of red underneath that is at once beautiful and menacing, filling the entire northern sky. There's a barren ridge behind my house and with the dark smoke and still-steaming whisps from where it had come close, it looked like Mordor.

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It's still going, although it's moved down the road, far enough away that I finally hooked everything back up again. I just saw a briefing on the local news where the CDF (Cali Dep of Forestry) guys assured everyone that their firebreaks would hold and protect the town. Unfortunately every day they say something like that and the fire has laughed at them, so...

So, sorry to distract you from the porn, but I assure you that's only temporary. In fact I'm downloading my last two webcam shows so I can put them in the archives. Before the fire I was doing about one unscheduled show a day, sometimes two. I turn the live feed on every time I get in the shower now, in addition to whenever I spank it. In fact, I generally jerk it and then hit the shower on cam almost every day, so it pays to stop by and see what I'm up to.
 
Well, now that the excitement of almost having my house burned to the ground is over, it's time to get back to work. And oh, what awesome work that is, too.

I'm working on the video of night 3 with King, which takes place one week after the events of night two (King and Joe Hanging Out, King and Joe Jerk Off and 69, and King and Joe Get Freaky). And this is without a doubt the hottest of the series, by far.

For one thing, it helps that it's in color instead of the nite vision. By this time we had already done everything with each other, and all the boundaries had already been crossed. Primarily that meant that I could turn the lights on.

It also means that he's cool with things like long body shots and dick close-ups. His dick is beautiful in full color.

Oh gawd...he's just so hot laying there on my bed; with those big blue eyes, solid pecs and huge thick cock, he looks every part the marine.

I'm writing this on my laptop as I download the footage...I haven't seen this stuff for a month and a half. honestly I think it's probably as hot as all the other tapes put together. Oh fuck! Now I'm underneath him looking up...he's so cum-worthy.

I already had to stop and jerk off once for the scene where I'm giving him a massage. To think I had that perfect ass in my hands, that delicious cock in my mouth. We did the trick where I drank beer he was pouring down his dick, only this time we did it in front of my open front door, and he held the camera so it's from his point of view.

So's the part I'm watching now, where I'm actually giving him a full on blowjob, and not doing too bad a job of it either if I say so myself. But that's just preparation for the main event. This time he's going to fuck me up the ass.

We tried this briefly last time. I cut it out of the tape because it's just an abortion. Even though I've bottomed before and I was sure I could do it, his tool was just too godammed large and I couldn't take it.

I was determined to this time though, so I had actually practiced before he came over. I lubed up on finger, then two, then three...worked myself over for a bit until I was sure I could relax enough to take it. Even then, when it came time to do it, the task was formidable. His cock is HUGE. We fuck hard but not for long.

Then it's smoke break time again...once again he's smoking outside but now it's daylight, as we've been playing around so long the sun's come up.

The last part of the tape is even hotter still. We sit next to each other on my futon and jerk each other off, and it gets really intense. King really knows how to work over my cock and it shows in the expressions on my face. At one point I'm almost writhing in pleasure, and he says, "I bet I can make you cum before you can make me cum."

Which I'm not betting against, the thing is, I've had a personal fantasy all week that I would get him to cum on my cock and I'd use his manjuice as lube to finish off. So we finish up solo, and when it's time for him to release, he spills his money shot all over my waiting crotch, splash splash splash--a huge load. I managed to lick a little off his shaft too.

It had the desired effect, and between that and being pressed tightly against a hard, muscled marine it was just a few minutes before reached my plateau. And although it had been my fantasy to have him cum on me, never in a million years did I expect him to ask me to cum on him. I was only too happy to do so.

Seriously, if you liked the other tapes at all...this one is so much better it's not even funny. It's the hottest video I've ever made.

Here's a kwik screencap...I'll be posting more over the coming days as I get this thing edited. My dick is gonna end up raw by the time I'm done...it's a tough job [sigh].

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Yeah, you know who I'm talkin' about, it's my buddy King.

Okay I've pretty much got Night 3 edited now, there's just some cleanup to do on the color and shit...little things.. Overall it's together, and it's over an hour long. I had to cut out the ass-fucking part...one thing I hate in straight-guy videos is where they're not into it and they're laughing through the whole thing. Well, that's us.

It's a side-product of having the lights on this time, is it just seems a lot funnier. the spontaneous horniness is gone...that's all in the night vision tapes. On the other hand by this point we're completely at ease with each other, so there's more fun stuff that goes on, and you can see it a lot better.

I am going to leave the ass-fucking in...I'm sticking onto the end as like a bonus feature, along with some other fun clips of us hanging out that interrupt the flow of the video but that you might like to see anyway. With those included, there's at least an hour and a half of video, perhaps more.

A picture's worth a thousand words though, so I'll shut up now and give you a sneak preview of what you're going to get to see on video in just a few days.

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One thing's clear though...not only is this the hottest video I've ever made, it may be the hottest I've ever seen. I did what I set out to do: make the straight guy video that no one else could make. You may see hotter guys on other sites, the production values may be better. But I have never seen two friends really experimenting with each other. I've seen straight friends paid to pretend they're getting wild, but always on a set or in some kind of contrived situation. The very fact that there's some fairy with a camera there means it's not real...how often do two buddies get drunk and play and there's a third guy there with a camera? Never!

Well, here it is, the video I always wanted to see. I had to make it myself, but boy was it worth it. My plan is to have it up by Friday, Sat at the latest. Lots more good stuff on the way, too.

Enjoy!
 
Well, the wait is over, the latest video of me and King is here and ready to to get you off. It's called Drunk Buddies Experimenting, and it's intense.

You already know what's in it--you've seen the caps. It's over an hour long and it's awesome. I rubbed myself raw editing this one, I hope you dudes enjoy it as much as I did.

Believe it or not, there's another video hot on the heels of this one. It's actually from the morning after "Shave, Shower and a Blowjob". I wanted us to take a shoer together but he won't do anything like that unless he's piss drunk. However there's some great footage of first him then me in the shower, and then him touching up the drunk shave-job from the night before.

This is also when we made our plans to go to Vegas...there's free clips from that trip, BTW.
 
NOTE: These are catch-up posts

King calls up Friday night. It's been awhile...we remain friends but his fiancee arriving has kept him pretty busy recently. So it was good to hear from him again. He's like, "My whole shop's here." So basically a house full of drunk marines. I'm on my way.

Turns out he was having a party for our buddy K, who I also don't get to see much of 'cuz he doesn't have his own car. He does, however, have a Jagermeister machine which dispenses shots chilled to 5 degrees, so I stopped in at the store along the way for a bottle of Jager. I think Jager and marines go great together.

By the time I get there though, the situation has totally broken down. There's fights outside, and when I get there K's like, "Hey good to see you again...love to talk, but I'm having a little issue here, I'll catch up in a minute". I found out later that King got in a fight with one of his best buddies and ended up punching him in the face...with those huge hams of his, his buddy was pretty messed up.

Inside there were three guys in an intense wrestling match on the floor. I mean intense. But then one guy got up laughing so I knew they were just playing.

King finally gets a break from the fight outside and comes in to talk. No sooner than we open our mouths then this dude comes in...it's hard for me to tell if he's a marine or not, he looks more like someone you'd meet in prison. He's obviously way fired up and smash drunk, in my experience a bad combination. I'm preparing to back king up if we have to fight this dude. All he wants though is for us to all bond as marines by putting out cigarettes on our shoulders. He's already got several burn marks. I'm like, you've been watching too many movies dude...all these guys know they're marines. They've been to Iraq.

One dude actually get stitches in his forehead and comes back to party some more. I love marines.

A huge crash comes out of the living room, and some guy runs into the kitchen, blood streaming down his face, holding his eye. He's basically okay compared to the other guy, who is passed out on the floor Pulp Fiction style, surrounded by guys giving advice. All these guys have been to Iraq, they know how to take care of one of their fallen buddies far better than I would. Eventually he comes back around but that was seriously freaky and it ends the party, about a half-hour after I got there.

Fortunately Kings real friends got to stay. King's girl tried to marker-up one of his passed-out buddies, but they ended up having a wrestling match instead...so then we all went in to the bedroom and drew all over a passed-out King instead.

I put two vids on Youtube. They're not really that exciting, but if you want to see some straight drunk marines acting rambunctious, here you go:

King's girl wrestling with one of his marine buddies

Marine Buttcrack

K is wrestling with King's girl and his pants start coming down exposing Marine Butt. I actually reached out and grabbed the back of his pants...there's always a surprise when you're taping drink and you watch it the next day. "I did that?"

There's a third video I put on my new site, My Straight Buddy.com. That's the site I've designed specially for King's videos. It's also a Bad Puppy site so if you've signed up for Naked Webmaster.comyou have full access with your same password.

This video is free, however. It's King getting drawn on by his girl and another buddy. Poor guy, he's passed out and he gets written all over. Your favorite parts will be when King's girl pulls his shorts down so one of his buddy can draw on his ass...he tried to draw an EGA (Eagle Globe and Anchor, what you know as the Marine Corps symbol) on there but it didn't really come out. Then again, you won't care.
 
NOTE: these are cath-up posts...this actually happened in July 30.

The next day (Saturday), Ivan calls. He's moved into his new place next town over and he wants me to come over and drink with him and his girlfriend the Stripper, who we'll call Missy for right now.

Missy is the girl that King fucks in the next video that's coming out. Gives her a cream pie. Ivan has no idea that this has happened, or that I've licked her out. Ivan is incredibly, incredibly jealous of her, and with good reason, she'll fuck anything that moves, male or female, good looking or not.

I'm not really that fond of her, but since she's a stripper I keep hoping that she's going to prove useful sometime. The cost-benefit ratio keeps sliding more and more over towards the 'cost' side as you'll see.

However, add into this that Ivan has a crush on me.

So when he calls Saturday night, it's ostensibly to invite me over for a little housewarming get-together at his new pad. In reality it's because he wants to have a three-way with him and Missy.

Here's the whacked part: He's a hot little straight guy. The sort that most gay guys would just love to get with. In fact, he reminds me of one of my favorite guys, Buster from Bukbuddies.

I have a crush on Buster from Bukbuddies. I can't tell you how many times I have jerked off to his pics. And here's the real thing, and he won't take "no" for an answer. In fact, he begs. He offers me his girlfriend, who he won't let anyone else touch. Tells me he's always wanted to try it, but I'm like the one guy he'd ever feel comfortable trying it with. Um, OK.

Now that I've said OK, he's positively grabby. Hot little sparkplug of a guy, and I have complete license to grab his cock and ass. He wants me to do it. It's like giving Rush Limbaugh license to take pills.

For some idiot reason we decide to head to the bar first. Not a bar, the bar; there's only one in the whole town. And it sucks. It is most definitely not my marine bar (next town over again), and in fact is full of the reasons why I prefer marines to anyone else. You'd think that a bar full of marines would be violent, but it never is. This place, full of tweakers, is. Very. Famous for it. I'm very conscious of not looking any guy directly in the eye lest it spark a confrontation. Every time I turn around there's almost a fight on the dance floor.

I'm relieved when we head out to the patio to smoke, but Missy tries to start a fight out there. Oh yeah, she's got an attitude. She fits right in with the place because she always thinks someone's trying to front on her. Some girl looks at her wrong and she tries to get all up in her face. I hate drama. That's just a warm-up though.

Now it's time to go, and we find ourselves out front. Somehow Missy is talking to this ass-ugly troll of a girl that was friends with the chick she was having the argument with. I'm worried there'll be a scene but the cops, who are already there, are attending to some dude that's out cold on the sidewalk. I don't know if he passed out or got beat. But before I can figure that out, Missy has made friends with the ugly troll and is inviting her back to get busy with us.

We fooled around on the patio, or rather they did and I taped it. Because they wanted me to...believe me, there was nothing worth taping, except maybe Ivan's massive cock. The thing is abnormally large, and it's extra weird because he's a grower...you would never guess it inflated to that surprising size. Don't worry, you'll get to see it soon enough.

They brought her to orgasm in a scene that I'm sure was very exciting for people stuck out in the desert, but didn't do much for me. I was relieved that it was over. Outta tape anyway guys!

The ugly troll mentions now that she has a boyfriend that might want to come over and play. Apparently bisexual, learned to like guys in prison. Ivan and Missy are all for it, I'm like whatever. But what the hell. He only lives a few blocks away, so away we go.

The next part is a bit of a blur. When we arrive at her house, there's a car in front with a girl in it, and the dude we're supposed to be meeting is outside. From a distance he looks hawt...a little mexican guy basically, shaved head, tatts from top to bottom. Muscular, tight chest, and sagging jeans that rode halfway down his ass. I'm like, I get to play with that? I was down for sure. Finally!

Then in a flash, Missy is fighting with the girl in the car, I don't know why. I'm trying to pull her off, and the mexican dude who were here to play with hops on his quadrunner and takes off down the street. Some other dude goes inside and Ivan starts yelling at him to come out, like a moron. I'm trying to keep Missy out of the car, when zip the dude's back on his quad with backup, who jumps off, runs up and socks me right in the ear.

Ivan and I get in the car, and they start beating on it and throwing rocks at it. A rock busts out the back window...it's like that scene in War of the Worlds. I really thought we were fucked.

Here's the cool thing though...Missy was being a bitch and not getting in the car. I wanted her to get in the car, they wanted her to get in the car. As blind of a raging mob as they were, they were able to recognize that they didn't have any fight with me, and they let me out of the car to get her. I had to bodily drag her into the car, with her kicking and screaming the whole time. But as I was doing this, they all shook my hand. That's how motherfucking charming I am.

We went back to Ivan's house, just Missy, Ivan and me. I was over it as soon as it happened, and in fact it made me horny...for the first time that evening I actually wanted to have sex with those two, but Ivan was too fucked up about the whole thing, because he had been a pussy and run away. I have some sympathy, but we were vastly outnumbered, the guys we would have been fighting were on their home turf and would have put us in the hospital, and it was Ivan and missy's fault anyway for being antagonistic. I mean, I was shaking hands with the dudes on the way out, so it's not like they were totally unreasonable.

I got a sprained wrist (luckily, not my jerking wrist!) and a bruised ear out of it. Hopefully Ivan feels like he owes me now. I know just how he can pay up.
 
I'll admit that I'm not the most organized man around. Not even by half. If I were, I would have blogged my whole move, etc etc...but I was busy packing and you don't want to hear about that anyway. There's nothing about cardboard boxes to make your dick hard. Not mine anyway, someone out there prolly has a fetish that's not being served, and if I started a site based on hot beefy guys packing cardboard boxes it would be a huge hit. In fact...

...Meanwhile, if you haven't guessed already, I moved. Closer to base. From a shithole crapshack to my dream house. From someplace I was embarrassed to take people to, to a place where people will want to come over just because my place is so cool. It's awesome beyond awesome, and I am profoundly grateful to whatever fates guided me to it.

It's a perfect porn pad. It's its own location for shoots. And it's surrounded by more awesome locations for shoots. It has a built-in fire pit, and a front yard that extends for over 100 miles and is crisscrossed by dirt bike trails. Marines love the dirtbiking and sitting around firepits. I can film people fucking ion both.

It has two bedrooms. Both have beds already...which is good because King and the Stripper broke my futon when they were fucking on it. But the second bedroom is meant to be my office, I was thinking: "What am I going to do with a twin bed in my office?" And then I realized, I am a pornographer, having a fuck-bed in my office is perfectly natural. I'll just train a camera on it and I'll be all set.

The only thing it needs is a hot tub and a longer toilet...I don't understand how anyone can use a 'standard' bowl...my cock rubs against the front and my ass sticks over the back, it's like trying to shit in a coffee can. And I met the owners of the place and they're super-cool, I bet they'd let
me install both.

More than anything I'm happy to be out of the old place. I lived in a little mother-in-law studio on my landlord's property, and he was busy turning that into his dream home. He's always dreamed of having his own junkyard I guess, so for the past year I've been living in a junkyard. He's a junk hauler, and a lot of that ends up in my front yard. Like, he's been dismantling the old K-Mart, chunk by concrete chunk, and most of it ends up in my front yard. Big chunks of the old parking lot. I mean, ALL of the old parking lot, broken up into big chunks, which he's using as paving stones. The rest of it he grades (flattens) all day in his BobCat. So it's a huge field of dirt, which he then takes a hose to (from my water supply) and turns into mud. It's awful.

And there's a certain kind of person that wants to live in a junkyard, which is not necessarily the kind that I get along with really well. Plus the place smells when it gets hot. And so on.

It was all worth it to get to this new place though. If I knew 2 years ago that living in the Crap Shack would be what it would take to get to move into this new place, I would have done it all over again and been happy about it.

To start off the fun, I'm hosting King's wedding reception here on Saturday...assuming his sweet but very blonde wife has got the judge to sign the proper paperwork, otherwise we're having some kind of pity-party. Either way, the house'll be filled up with marines, and I'll be happy.
 
King and his so-sweet fiancee stopped by tonight. They really do make a nice couple, if she can ever tame his uncontrollable sexual urges.

I'd write more, but I have to get some sleep, the wedding is at 9 and King'll be by at 8 (that's in the AM, or '0800' <snicker>). But sometime after 4 pm (that's 1600 LOL) my new pad will be crammed with marines, and by sundown they'll all be smashed...annd I'll be happier than a big in shit getting blown by the Farmer's Wife.

I'll let you know how the recruitment party ahem I mean reception goes ;)
 
Yes, yes, I am still alive. Very much alive. And now almost completely moved in to my new digs.

So much has been happening, I'll have to summarize some parts and skip over others.

King got married, and I taped the wedding. It's funny because all his friends know that I am an adult video producer but not about the videos on MyStraightBuddy.com, so everyone there but the chaplain knew why I had such a nice video camera.

The wedding was held on base, it was the first time I'd actually been through the gate, and you can imagine what it was like. Platoons of marines marching down the road...running PT in their flimsy shorts and far-too-tight shirts...showing up for the wedding in their dress uniforms. Wow.

The chaplain himself was in cammies, with camouflage vestments which I thought was a nice touch. That's a marine wedding for sure.

Afterwards the reception was at my swinging new pad. Marines love fire, so the new firepit was all they needed to see to know they were going to have a good time. One of the guys says that by the end of the evening we should all end up throwing our clothes in the fire and making it a naked party. Unfortunately his wife put the kibosh on that...however believe me, I did file that away for future use. That will happen here.

That was last week, just this last weekend there was another party at one of their houses I got invited to. I fucking love that. There's so much testosterone there it's not even funny. And yet, they are so tender with one another it will blow you away sometimes. Like, the guy in the huge black hoody, total wigger, playing with his buddies hair. Surrounded by tough marines...one of which loves to get fucked up the ass. The straighter they are, the more curious they get.

I think I'll be having another party here next week.
 
I love living over here on this side of town now. It makes everything better. For one thing, King now comes over all the time, and he's a horny little fuck so he can't wait to start making more videos. Nothing gay anymore, but he's ready to beat off, and get crazy doing it. Like tomorrow we're heading off to Wal-Mart. I need some more videotape, and we're going to put that tape to good use in the parking lot and on the way home. Oh yeah.

And then there's this: one of King's buddies from work comes over last night to get a key from him, and ended up staying over and drinking some beer. He came over on his quad 4x4, which is a souped up off-roader that can get up to 80mph. I want one really bad now. King wanted to take me for a ride on it back to his house to get the key, so we zoomed over there and it was great. The best part was holding on to him as we rode.

At first I was nice about it, Only placing my right hand firmly on his upper abs for support, which was nice enough as it was. Most guys riding on back would've had to have held on to the seat somehow, neither as nice nor as safe. And by the time we were riding back to my pad I had both arms wrapped around his chest and we were leaning forward as one. His torso is so massive and his muscles so solid...and since we're riding back in the dark his buddy can't see us, we're in our own secret world.

I realize that my right hand is drifting ever lower, and is now almost to the top of his shorts. I figure "why the hell not" and just go on ahead and reach in. He's soft but he doesn't protest and I'm like, "I needed something to hold on to." But by then we were almost back at my house and I had to remove my hands and pretend like I'd been holding on to the seat the whole way.

When we got back and all started drinking again, King's buddy started talking about how badly about how he needed money, all he cared about was money, and he didn't care what he had to do to get it, either. In his civilian life was a Philadelphia sagger dude, so he keeps saying "I don't give a fuck, I just don't give a fuck" in a way that you're sure to find really cute in the video that's sure to get made soon. I can take a hint.

Dude, you're so going streakin' on your ATV ;)
 
I repeat once again, I love living over on this side of town.

Going out to the bar to scout for guys used to be a huge production. It was hard to explain what I was driving all that way just to go to a bar, although I always told the truth: The bars in my own town sucked. There was always that long drive back, so I had to watch how much I drank, which I hate doing. I couldn't go very often and it was expensive, gas being more expensive than milk per gallon for a while there. I made friends every time but would never see them again because I was too far out of the way. No more.

King and I ended up there again last night. You would not believe how hot the marines were. I mean...there were times when I was unable to stop gawking. Square jaws...ramrod straight backs...cheap cologne...those awesome buzzcuts, which apparently they have to get once a week every week (I've gone with King, it only takes 5 minutes, 2 of that is waiting, and they use a Flow-bee). They were unusually friendly, too.

There were two guys there, obviously gay, and I'm pretty sure they were both out to each other and I think one of them's GAYDAR caught me out. It's okay, he was one of the finest ones there.

Two other hot buddies took an inordinate interest in my karaoke selection, and when the one found out I did adult videos said he should introduce me to his friend. "It's 9 inches," he says. Marines are always telling me their cock size, but it's the first time I've heard a guy describe his buddy's.

I'm having an Apocalypse Now party on Saturday, and I invited them. I realized afterward that that was rather forward, but hey. I'm in town now.
 
One more time: I love being on this side of town. I'm never going to grow tired of it.

I had to go to the DMV today, and of course it's stocked with marines. It's like walking into a Tom of Finland drawing, except instead of snapping towels at each other they're filling out forms. But they're still hawt.

Unlike the civilian population which is mainly sagger boys (which I'm hot for too, don't get me wrong, but they're not as much fun to hang with or as easy to talk to) the marines have a tendency to wear tight shirts that are too small for them and tight jeans. Add the high-and-tight haircuts and you have a man I can't take my eyes off of. Except to lay my eyes on the next choice cut that walks in through the door.

Then off to the video store, where it's hard to even pick out a movie. Not to mention between stores when you're driving and some marines walking down the street almost makes you wreck.

How does the Marine Corps weed out all the ugly guys, that's what I want to know. Or do they do something to the ugly ones when they go through basic training? Cuz the percentage of marines who are drop to your knees gorgeous (to worship them, you dirty-minded pervert) is way way higher than in the general population.

The line at the DMV was long, and very slow. And yet I didn't mind at all really, as I had the aforementioned Tom of Finland drawing in front of me. He barely fit into his shirt, which was tight even down to his narrow waist so you can imagine how is broad lats were stretching it. All that marching never fails to built a rock-hard marine ass, which was prominently on display through jeans that were also a little on the tight side. Thank you Jesus. I almost wanted to wait longer.

Meanwhile King has been following the progress of MyStraightBuddy.com and wants to make more money, which means there will be some new King videos in the near future, if I haven't mentioned that already. Although that'll have to happen soon or wait a month, he's going on a long exercise in a few days, although I'm thinking about sending him into the field with the little video camera. I'm supposed to head over tis house here in a minute, his wife's making us dinner.
 
The Apocalypse Now party sort of happened and sort of didn't. The guys came over...but King's wife invited a bunch of her civilian friends, and the two just don't mix very well. She was just trying to be friendly, but from now on I'm instituting a 'marines only' rule here.

It almost didn't happen at all. King simply didn't tell any of his buddies that it was happening, which was frustrating but cute at the same time, as I realized he wanted me all to himself. He's such a great guy though, when he saw how disappointed I was he stepped up and got his boys to come over. Unfortunately, so did his girl.

The civilians were a bunch of stoners, which I have no problem with, except none of them are masturbating stock and are therefore useless to me. Ironically they were scared of the marines, which I find funny. If they'd seen these guys beat each other up as often as I had they might have had reason to...one of king's buddies still has a scar from when King punched him several months ago (it happened at this party). But if you know them you know they only beat on each other.

One of king's buds, the same guy who last party suggested that we should end up throwing our clothes in the fire, suggested as much again this time. I could tell he was dead serious too, he's looking for an excuse to go streaking. Duly noted. A little on the small side, but cute.

There were a bunch of cute girls there as well, which you'd think would have made the marines happier but in fact since their wives were all there, only made things worse. King, loveable-but-clueless lunk that he is, thought that he could convince people to have an orgy, and tried to jump start the situation by taking is shirt off. So I took my shirt off and, in what was surely the hilite of my evening, we got this other hot young marine to take his shirt off. He was tall, blonde, and had just the right amount of muscles. Unfortunately it didn't take.

By the end of the evening after King had passed out and most everyone had gone home, there was just one guy and his girl left, both civilian friends of King's wife. My GAYDAR is sharp enough now and I trust it enough that I knew the dude was interested, so I knew I could get away with sticking my hand down his pants. Which I did.

Unfortunately, King and all his bros got called away on exercise for a freakin' month, so now I have to cool my jets for a little while until they come back. On the other hand, I had him take a camera on the exercise with him.
 
Yeah yeah, I took a break. You didn't miss much, not anything pornographic anyway. However, the porn is starting back up, and so is this blog, so I need to catch you guys up.

Back in September I moved to an awesome new pad closer to the military base. the old place was 30 miles away, a short drive but too far to bring guys back to from the bar. And too far for King's to want to come out, especially since the place was a little shit-shack. The new place is much closer, and oh-so-cool. It's surrounded by open country, I have maybe like three neighbors within a mile so it's no problem to walk around naked outside or jerk off or even fuck on my front porch (if you've seen my video "Porch Fuck" on MyStraightBuddy.com you know this already). There's even a firepit, which the marines love.

So, for the last few months I've been entertaining King's platoon over at my place and enjoying every minute of being surrounded by hawt straight soldiers, but not filming much. However I did tape one of the parties. If you've ever wondered what it's like to party with a bunch of hot young marines who have all been to Iraq and are about to go back:

Partying with the Marines

It's just a bunch of drunk marines being funny at a party, but at the end I succeeded in getting one of my buddies to play with himself a little bit.

Anyway, now that I'm in my location, opportunities have skyrocketed, and it seems like I'm about to finally get the guy train rolling again.

Also, King and his wife have been making a bunch of videos for me. This freaks some people out, I know. I mentioned it in one of the forums and some cocksucker flipped and said it was disgusting and wrong in inch-high red type, even though all I had done was mention it offhandedly. King is straight, what can I say? He likes to fuck his wife, deal with it.

On the other hand I know that some of you guys (including me) find straight porn hot, but you wish the focus was on the guy not the girl. Well, that's what I'm doing--showing him in his natural element, but mainly showing him.
 
Check this out, it's a YouTube video of a bunch of apparently flaming homos who have infiltrated the US Air Force Academy. It starts off looking like they're in the marching band and practicing some moves in the barracks, but pretty soon they're camping it up pretty serious. To a techno mix of the 'Srar Wars' theme no less. The benefit is: They're all hawt, and they're all shirtless and in shorts.



They're all practicing with their camelbacks (canteens you wear on your back) on and they do all the requisite 'eyes right' and other military marching moves, it makes me wonder if this was ever actually peformed anywhere. Could they be any hotter though? How much would you like to be in that room while they're practicing? Some of them really know how to move, too...I bet they'd be as much fun in the rack as the would on the field ;)
 
Hey guys...here's just a tiny taste of what I've been working on recently. It's a straight porn, but many of you may still think it's hot, especially after I edit the girl almost all the way out of it.

My buddy King is about to head back to Iraq and so he and his wife decided to make one of those latex casts of his cock for those lonely nights she will spend waiting for him. However you have to keep your cock hard for FOUR MINUTES while it's stuck in the plaster...very dificult to do. So we arranged for something so hot that it would keep him steady for as long as needed: he would watch another marine fuck his wife, and then when he was done making the cast he would join in.

Better yet, a bunch of our buddies dropped by and wanted to watch, so I gave them all jobs. Whether they did those jobs very well or not I don't care, I thought it was hot as fuck for these 2 naked dudes to get watched by their best buddies. Being marines they don't even think twice about being naked in front of their bros.

During a break in taping, the buddies decide to take a beer bong. I just love casual nudity:

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He's about to come...everybody wants to see that money shot ;)

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Yeah yeah I know, there's just one naked dude in these pics! There's more on the way, I just couldn't resist showing these off.
 
Two storms, actually.

Storm #1 is: Almost ALL of my friends are leaving for Iraq at the end of January. Imagine if all your friends, like say maybe 12 people you were super-tight with, and maybe about 15 others you consider to be good parts of your lives, suddenly got on a bus to go play in a russian roulette tournament on the other side of the planet. That's where I'm at. Note to self: Make friends with guys from more than one platoon this year.

Storm #2 is: I have a solid lead on more guys, and hopefully I will have the cash to pay them by the end of this week. It's a storm because I potentially have two different sources, and I can only pay for one set.

It's a perfect storm, because I'm going to try to have one last party for my boyz here this weekend, but I'd also like to schedule models for this weekend as well. And I can't do both, so I must choose my boyz. Hey...maybe I can invite the potential models to the party? The last time some crazy shot almost happened here the next day, as you can see from these youTube vids:



^^ One of the guys shows how he would slap a bitch around. He's kidding, folks! He's also a marine sniper...and the guy that was shoving his cock in his buddy's face. I think it's hot because I love watching him thrust and talk dirty, and I know that when the girl's not made of plastic he's really nice to them.



^^ Same guy, only this time one of our buddies buddy is daring him to sign my bare ass with a Sharpie. He did the same thing the previous night, with our buddies standing around daring him to kiss it ("If you don't kiss his ass you're a pussy!"). You'll never believe this, but I was also encouraging him to do it. He writes "Faggot" on me while he's down there, but I can tell you that he's kidding when he does it. I mean he is signing my bare ass.



^^ This is them stuffing stuff in the fake ass. Afterwards I was like, "Why didn't I have them all gather 'round and take turns fucking the ass?" That's what they ended up doing later back in the barracks anyway.



^^ The camera moves out of my office into the living room and then outside. Notice King passed out on the chair in the living room. Matt Damon guy wrote 'USMC' on him, which King's wife is afraid will piss him off.

Both the guy that looks like Matt Damon and the guy in the cap from Texas ended up doing solo vids for me that day...begged me, made me do it. But then they decided it freaked them out to have j/o vids of them out there and asked me to delete them. They gave me my money back, so I did. I'm not out to hurt anyone, if someone doesn't want me to publish their shit, I won't. But I did keep copies for myself, just because it's fucking hot to think that when they showed up at my party I wanted to see them naked, and I got to see that and more. The sniper that signed my ass wanted to do it as well, offered to do it for $10. We just didn't get around to it, but if he comes back I'm going to work on him hard.

The two different sources for models are: A model agency in San Diego that sometimes gets some really hot guys, but who never seems to actually come through with them; and friends of 'Steve', the naked marine who's watching our buddies do a beer bong in the pics below.

The advantage of using the guys from the model agency are marines, very cute, and I already know how far they'll go and some will do no recip gay scenes. They've already decided to be models, and I can tell them to show up at a specific time on a specific day and be done with it. 'Steve's buddies are an unknown, but since he said that one of them "...likes to walk around jerking off all the time anyway" I don't think it would be hard to get them in. They'd be total amateurs (which I find way hotter), and then there's also the thrill of the chase. However I also don't know what they look like. Being marines there's like a 90% chance they'll be hawt though.

I'm thinking, what if I took Steve's guys to a strip club...the nearest one is about 2 hours away, so we'd have to get a motel room. I take them out to the club, everyone establishes their 'straight credentials and gets themselves drunk and horned up as fuck, and then we go back to the room to do their 'auditions'. Sure, you've seen videos with marines crammed into hotel rooms before...but always with some creepy dude that's trying to talk them out of their shorts. With me you'd get to see straight marines acting like straight marines, which is to say wrestling with each other in their underwear, in addition to them jerking off. Although now I wish I hadn't given the fake pussy and ass away to the dude from Texas. On the other hand, it's going to Iraq and by the time his platoon comes back I'll be famous.

We'll see what happens.
 
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