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I recently came across and posted on a thread asking if anyone had ever realized later that they had had an opportunity to hook up and missed it. I replied that this has happened to me many, many times, unfortunately. So many times that I have lost count. And that I had only recently realized this and resolved not to let it happen again.

So there I was, outside the Midnight Sun, now closed. Chris, the obnoxious guy who thought I was straight, was down the street looking enviously at Issac and myself. And then Issac said "Good night, see you 'round." And I thought, no, I am quite clear on the fact that we're both interested. I am not going to miss this opportunity. So I point blank asked him if he'd like to come back to my place, and he point blank said, "I'd love to", just like I knew he would.

Luckily while in San Fran I was staying at my friend John's fabulous apartment overlooking Twin Peaks and the Castro. He has a balcony with an amazing view, and the inside looks like something out of architecture digest. It's so cool that while I was in SF I used it as the location for several of my porn shoots. It's guaranteed to impress.

The balcony itself just draws peeps outside. The view is amazing, and so sure enough within about 20 seconds we were out on the balcony making out.

Then it got too hot for the balcony and we moved inside.

Now, inside is almost just as exposed. There are floor to ceiling windows that wrap around two sides. However due to a trick of geometry, although it looks like the whole city can see in, actually no one can. There's some people on a far hill that could maybe see in if they had a night vision scope and a telescope to put it on...but it's undeniable that it looks like everyone can watch you, and Issac was shy about it.

Side note: This is actually one of the reasons I used to shoot porn there. I always used to parade my guys in front of the windows. One of my guys actually went right out onto the balcony. I love an exhibitionist straight guys. BTW, I'm working on adding those videos to my site, Jerking Straight Men, so stay tuned.

However Issac is not an exhibitionist straight guy. He's a cute shy gay guy, so the exposure is a bit much and we move into the bedroom (the guest bedroom which I'm staying in...which has a full balcony of it's own, but enclosed; I shot a video there too--the whole thing--thinking no one could see. He was fully visible to everyone the whole time, including the cars driving by below. Thank gawd we were in the Castro).

We start off cuddling, then kissing, then a sort of wrestling thing. It's one of the things I like about guys--you can use reasonable force on them. Things like that if you did to a girl...I don't think you could even do stuff like that with a girl. With Issac and me it was more like frathouse roughhousing that led to sex. Fun!

Let me describe him to you now that I've got him naked. He''s got medium length black hair and deep, dark hispanics eyes. He was maybe paler than me, but enough of those sexy Mexican features (I think Mexican...now I can't remember) to turn my crank. He had an adorable upturned nose and square jaw. He was a bit shorter than me, but with sexy broad shoulders. Just the right dusting of hair on his abs and pecs. Some tatts, the nature of which I can't remember, and a little tiny but still very cute butt which he was shy about but need not have been because it was still cute.

I didn't tell him this, but he was remarkably similar in looks, voice, and demeanor to a friend of mine I've had a crush on for a long time. So it was sort of like getting to fulfill the fantasy I had about that friend at the same time.

His dick was just the right size, and much fun to play with. Being a guestroom in a gay apartment, there was Astroglide available, so I made liberal use of that...although I have to say it got sticky very quickly and I kept having to add more...it was frustrating to continually have to interrupt the proceedings for more Astroglide. Luckily there was plenty. (Side note: for jerking and hand jobs you can't go wrong with ID Cream. For sex, use ID Millennium Lube.)

I alternately stroked him and sucked his dick. Again, the perfect size, large enough to be worth sucking, not so huge as to be impossible (I am NOT one of those guys who lives to see how thick a cock they can swallow). I loved running my fingers around and up and down on his head, especially that but on the top where the head connects to the shaft. I used all the techniques I have learned recently masturbating, and I'm proud to say they had the intended effect for sure, in that he begged for more. But by now it was like 5 am and we were both tuckering out. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

When we woke up the next day, we went right back at it. This time I gave him a handjob to completion (there was some sucking in there too), causing him to blow a huge load all over himself.

Here's the interesting part: I didn't get off at all...all my pleasure came from getting him off. And he wanted to fuck me up the butt, but I just couldn't go there. I used to love being fucked up the butt! What happened to me? But it's not like he went home unhappy or unfulfilled. And neither did I.

We said our goodbyes, and sadly that was my last day in SF, so once I had driven him home I returned to pack.

 

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So I almost forgot. Issac, knowing that I am a pornographer, is a little concerned that there might be pics of him naked and sleeping that he might not know about.

And of course I am such a nice pornographer that I would never do such a thing, and in fact kept the cameras far away and zipped up in the camera bag so he'd feel safe.

I had to promise him several times that there were no naughty photos of him. But it occured to me later, why the fuck didn't I have him take pictures of me??!!

I used to do some work for porn star Jacob Slader (I got nominated for a Cybersocker award for that site). He would complain that, although he was getting lots of sex, it was a lot more difficult than it looked to get it on video, as when you're about to get some the Little Brain takes over and the Little Brain cares less about video. I never understood how you could have a camera, know you needed some home video, be in a situation that would be great for video, and not get any...until now. Especially if it's been awhile. Sorry guys!

 

[CGHJ]

This is reprinted from a thread I created on Thrursday...

Well, I don't know if "contest" is really the right word, because that would imply that you're going to win something, and all you really get when you "win" this contest is to see me naked and masturbating, and the possibility of getting picked up by the police.

And you've got to work the whole time too...so this is really "get to see me naked and masturbating" in the same way that Tom Sawyer's friends "got to" whitewash his fence.

In fact, really this is less like a contest and more like a job application...but if I put that in the title no one would click. It's the sort of thing I'd normally post on Craigslist, but I figured it would be way more fun this way. Plus if it was a job you'd be getting paid.

So:

I want to make some really...uh...naughty video. Like, jerking off while driving, or in an elevator, etc etc. I need someone to hold the camera who is crazy enough to not only get off on that, but egg me on.

You wouldn't have to do anything to me, just man the cam. The cam pretty much runs itself...don't you worry about that part. Enthusiasm counts for more than experience.

You do, however, have to live in or near the SoCal area...San Diego, LA, Las Vegas, Palm Springs. If you're in the service I'll go as far as Phoenix or SF, if you're in Marines I'll go as far as seattle or Denver most likely.

If you're interested, send me an email and...

--If your profile doesn't have any pix, attach a photo. Since you can't put in an attachment in the JUB email thing, email me and I'll reply so you can send one.
--Tell me, why you? Are you hot? Fun? Curious? Don't be bashful...special weight given to straight/curious guys who maybe want to be in a sexual situation with a guy but just want to look for now.
--What would you recommend for something we could tape? Creativity counts! Incidentally I have a cam with Night Vision, so if it's something super-stealthy at night that's cool.
--When would you be available?

That goes for the rest of you, too...even if you're not interested, or live too far away, post your suggestions to this thread. What would you like to see me do? Besides put my shorts back on Because if you speak up and it's good, you might get to see me do it. What's that? you want me to stick a what where?! Maybe.

I'll be picking the winner. Mainly it will be someone that looks like they'd be fun to do this with. Nobody's ever been able to guess what I like so don't assume it's not you! I generally like hanging around military, surfers, frat guys, and sk8ter dudes...so if you're one of those that's definitly a plus...but not the sole basis of my judgement.

Your pic and identity will remain anonymous...unless you want to make some video of your own, in which case I'll pay you $300 and we can make these a set. You totally do not have to do that though. If you wish to remain anonymous, no one will ever know it was you.

BTW, girls are also welcome to apply...I know there's some on this board...just in case, a cootchie is no barrier!

I'll announce a winner by Fri night next week...March 24. You may choose to remain anonymous but I'll be announcing why "anonymous" won and what perverted things everyone else can look forward to thanks yo your dirty little mind..

In the event of a tie...I'll make more videos.

Soilwork has to sit this one out because, although he has the dirty mind and the experience and in fact is the obvious choice (if he even wanted to do it in the first place)...he gets to look at dick all day already! I'd like to give someone else a chance. Basically the winner gets to pretend he's Soilwork for a day. Unfortunately the subject won't be as hot as one of his Fratmen More like "FartMan".

Good luck!

 

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OK, funny story. I went out to the Marine bar again last night...and I completely forgot that it was St. Patrick's Day. It was actually something of a pleasant surprise as St. Pat's is my favorite holiday after New Year's, although you wouldn't know it considering that I completely forgot about it. And my Mom had even sent a St. Patty's Day card and I had read in the news the same day that gays weren't being allowed to march in a St. Patrick's Day parade. Nad yet somehow it didn't dawn on me that it might actually be St. Patrick's Day sometime in the near future.

That's what happens when you work from home in the middle of nowhere: You completely lose track of time. No one particular day sticks out on the calendar because all my days are the same. Even when you know a particular date is coming up, it doesn't really register. I actually kind of like that feeling...makes me feel "free".

The place was empty when I got there, save for two dudes at the bar. I was somewhat surprised, I figured it would be packed. And it did in fact soon fill up. By 9 the place was hopping, and 3 beer buddies showed up...or rather, one beer buddy, one bar acquaintance, and one very good-looking and super-cool Marine who I didn't know but who apparently knew me from afar and had always wanted to be my friend. More on that later. By the end of the night I even I made friends with the two guys who were there when I got there, and with all this going on I completely didn't have time to pay attention to the skinny guy who was obviously interested and I could sort of tell why when I looked at his girlfriend. Yikes! He really wanted to strike up a conversation, but I'll have to save him for later.

The beer buddy was a dude named T__ that I always end up hanging with whenever he's out there. It just always warms my heart because he's always really happy to see me and he's fun to drink with. He also knows a lot of people and loves to introduce me to them, so through him I meet a lot of new guys, which is cool.

The beer acquaintance is this dude who on the outside looks like a big beefy Marine (and with wedding ring!) but who to me is obviously gay. Picture a big beefy cheruby faced dude with apple cheeks and baby fat...with chaps and a riding crop, because that's what I see in m y mind's eye every time I see this dude. Gotta be a biker. Unlike many of the others this guy knows he's gay and likes gay sex, I'm almost sure of it. I'm fairly certain he's done it even. I bet you anything he's actually worn the chaps, or has plans to.

He has a friend with him who I peg as an "experimenting bisexual". There's been numerous other threads on JUB analyzing whether or not you can have a "BIDAR", and ordinarily I would have said no. Now, my GAYDAR is sharp enough that I can generally detect how gay a guy is, to like a 10% margin of error, which is almost the same thing I guess.

But in this case it's not that. It's immediately obvious to me that this dude is basically a straight guy that just doesn't care and would fuck about anything...and likes the idea of experimentation in general. It's not a percentage of gayness that I see in him as much as a willingness to fuck and a relaxed attitude about who he's fucking.

He's a dead ringer for a Navy guy I knew in Hawaii that just wanted to "experiment". He wanted to experiment on the couch, on hiking paths...both of them are sort of geeky looking dudes with bulgy eyes, except this incarnation of him has been going to the gym. He has a handshake like a vise grip.

Unfortunately, neither one of them is really that attractive to me, and both have stinky beer and cigarette breath. Corporal Beefy in particular smokes the nastiest brand of cigarettes. And I mean it really is unfortunate too, since I was horny as fuck, and I guarantee I could have gotten both of them to a hotel room had I wanted.

See the thing us, Cpl Beefy really, really likes me...buys me drinks, and practically fondles me at the bar. Like, I'm sitting on a stool talking to the two guys on my right, who have now warmed up to me since it's obvious the wait staff likes me and thinks I'm cool. We're having a conversation about whatever, and Beefy Boy comes up behind me and starts caressing my back. Not putting his arm around me, not giving a friendly massage (nothing better than getting a massage from a Marine, they have very strong hands), he is lightly caressing my back with his fingers.

And this weirds me out, because I'm not into light touch at all. Touching yes, sexless contact, sure...but with me it's more like wrestling or something. This is gentle stroking like we've just made sweet tender love...and we're in a bar full of Marines! I gather I tensed up quite a lot because he got the hint and that was the last I saw of them. The Marines that come on to me there always come on too hard. And the ciggy smoke smell...damnable cigarettes. Blech.

Then this really hot dude steps up and says, "Now I know you remember me."

...to be continued...again...but this one doesn't end in sex so don't get your hopes up. At least not yet, anyway...

 

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Oh boy, is what I'm thinking. He's really cute, in a farm-boy/hunter/country-dude kind of way. He's from Texas, and you can tell. A little shorter than me, very masculine, light brown hair from what I can see--he has a ball cap on which on him is totally sexy. Broad shoulders, and I can see he has a little hair on his chest from where his collar dips down. Eyes I could get lost in, and a wide, very kissable mouth that was perpetually in sort of a wry grin. The kind of boy you just want to take home and give all your attention to.

And he doesn't set my GAYDAR off at all. This one is straight. Think "Texas baseball player", is the best way I can describe him. Back home he probably owns his own chainsaw.

The thing is, I didn't remember him, because we had not ever actually met before.

He had been a bouncer at this same bar like 3 months ago, which is when I was just starting to go out again, so I prolly saw him all of two or three times, some time ago.

And we never actually spoke. I'm pretty sure I never caused him any trouble or had an altercation with him. I'm amazed that he remembers me, much less singles me out to talk to. I mean, think of all the Marines he saw come and go during his time there, many of whom I'm sure are here as well. And he remembers me.

And it's obvious that he's wanted to talk to me for a long time. Conversation is easy and loose. He neither talks too much nor searches for things to say. And I did not have to maintain his interest, as he was working hard to maintain my interest.

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NOTE: Thinking about him while writing this entry got my dick all hard and I had to jerk off just now
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Somehow or another we both end up out on the smoking patio. The conversation continues, covering a wide range of topics. He's getting out in about 20 days, so we talk about how hard it is for him to leave his buddies and not be able to cover them as they go into harm's way. We talk about the warrior ethic. And we talk about George F (for 'Fucking') Bush. He hates him. Hates.

And this guy is a total Red Stater. Republican from top to bottom. As he says himself, "You can just tell from looking at me that I listen to country music". Probably has an American flag on his pickup truck. His take on Bush: "Just two more years...just two more years..." Actually it's almost 3 but even that shows you how hard he's wishing.

He's mainly beefed that George was a military deserter, that really burns his toast. Neither one of us likes John Kerry at all, but everyone agreed that at least he went over there. He didn't duck out of service by getting a slot in the so called "Champagne Squadron", and he didn't go AWOL.

And don't get him started on Dick Cheney. There's not a lot of love there to begin with, as they see him as equally if not more responsible for the war. But now that he shot a guy...that's not a humorous subject with them. Gun safety is a daily issue for them and they have absolutely no respect for someone who would shoot without looking at what he was shooting at. So they think Dick is basically a useless dumbass now, a fuck-up, a person not worthy of respect.

When you see Bush or Cheney surrounded by military, and the military is cheering him...that's just because they've been ordered to. The depth of feeling I hear sometimes, they'd be wise to lock up all the guns at any base either of them visit.

Anyway, I digress.

Now I said at the top that he didn't set my GAYDAR off. He still doesn't. He is straight, as straight as any regular guy, which is about 90%. He seems very curious to me, and frankly I think the fact that he's getting out of the military has put him in a certain frame of mind, and the fact that I look like I'm in the military and speak militaryese but am not actually in makes me available and him available in a way that I think is weighing on him.

Or he knows I'm a porn producer and is hoping that if he makes friends with me I'll get him girls, and I am mistaking this kind of interest for another kind. Because it's obvious to me that he's interested. But usually if that's the case the guy just jumps right to the chase, and we did not talk about that or anything to do with girls.

Near the end of the evening he had to leave a little early. But he eagerly accepted my card, and promised to call. "Expect me to call you," he says. I'm not sure if I believe that--they all say they'll call and they never do, 'cuz they get nervous. I used to get my hopes up but no more.

If he does though...

 

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I had an interesting day yesterday. one of those, "The Matrix must be on the fritz" days.

I started off with me trying to get to the Post Office in time to drop a business-related parcel in the mail. Which is to say, the people I do freelance for were expecting it, and it was important to get it on it's way. And I was cutting it close.

As I'm getting up to the intersection where the P.O. is at, I see a dog. A medium-sized chocolate lab/pit mix puppy, it looked like. Very energetic, much running around and barking, mainly in the street. He had a collar on him, and if I could get to him there might be a number to call. This weighed against me being pressed for time, and him being roughly half a block away...in my awareness zone but not nearby.

And then he starts running out into the street.

Every car he sees, he has to chase. The very stereotype of a car-chasing dog. Except he's a puppy, and doesn't know that they're not plaything. That when they have to hit the brakes to avoid hitting him, they're not actually just playing along. If I don't get to him, he will surely die. The corporation can wait another day for their CD, if need be.

He's skittish though. Runs away, but is engaged by me and realizes I'm chasing him, so he stays just out of range.

I call the city and report it, they promise to do something about it.

A girl shows up, she tries to help me. When the dog runs, she offers a lift.

The dog runs like the fucking wind. He ought to be in dog races. He's blocks away, now he's crossing a busy highway at a green light, and the light turns red when we get there. He's easy to spot though...you can see cars stopping and almost having accidents around him.

I call the City again to let them know that the original location I gave is no longer valid. The lady seems dubious that a dog could get that far, I get the impression that she thinks I'm fucking with her.

Eventually we lose it entirely. There's no way we can keep up. The girl returns me to the spot where it all began, where a police SUV is parked, obviously responding to our call. She lets me out and drives off and I walk up to the officer to tell him I'm the guy that originally called in the dog, and that it's no longer in the area but he should still search for it as it's about to cause an accident. And he just looks at me and sez, "What dog?" He probably thought I was a raving meth addict, as if I'd just walked up and told him that I was the guy who saw Bigfoot.

Because the City, despite thanking me for my concerned citizenship, never put out any info on the dog. It was utterly and completely coincidental that he was at the exact spot I had made the first cell phone call from. Once informed, he put the info into his system and I assume told the other cops to keep an eye out for it.

I don't know if I actually saved the dog, but I did all I could. And I made it to the Post Office in time.

Afterwards I head to the grocery store which is on the walk back. I pick up some chicken tenders and a soda, and stop at the local park on the way back for a little refreshment, as I am hungry and thirsty after my exertions.

On my way out of the park, I meet a guy coming in. He's a scruffy sk8ter kid. Something just seems wrong in his face, though. Something's not right.

After he passes me I look over my shoulder and I notice that he's met up with an older gentleman. Old, tall, grey hair, and creepy looking, I get an immediate vibe from him. Combined with what I saw in the kid's face, it's all too clear what's going on.

Then I see it, the creepy guy's left hand--IT'S A HOOK!!.

Now here's the weird part. Obviously at this point I'm wondering if I should or even could do anything. I turn around again, and they're gone. Poof. Or rather, Pouf. Vanished into thin air.

 

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So, for those of you who are dying to know who won the "Tape me Naked" contest: Soilwork.

Yeah, yeah yeah, he was "disqualified" to give the rest of you a chance, but it turns out no one else wanted a chance...at least, no one in Southern California. There was one actual applicant, who was willing to fly in to do it. I'm just not comfortable enough with my ability to pull this off yet to have someone fly in to do it...although that remains a possibility. We'll see.

Jasun (A.K.A. Soilwork for any n00bs) has some ideas. Some ideas involving, apparently, pies. Yes, pies. That's also something I may have to work up to. I was thinking about like in a parking lot between the cars to start off with, or in a McDonalds...pies may be part 2. But make no mistake, I will stick my dick in a pie, if need be.

Basically I realized that I could finance the porn I wanted to make by making porn of myself. It's not like I'm shy...I love showing off. And I reallized today that, for what it's worth, I'm borderline military/daddy for them. I have no problem with that...if that's what I am, it's time to make a proper site out of it.

So I've been designing and now coding this new site all wee. It's gonna be great. Both this new site and Jerking-Straight-Men will be on the same network, so when you sign up for one you'll get both and a whole bunch more sites. The new site will also hold any gay videos I do...the whole straight thing is just me targeting a niche, I've taped gay guys and plan to tape more. I won't ever put a gay man on JSM and call him straight, now I have someplace to put those videos, too. I'm also going to do actual live shows with the webcam, like with chat and stuff. Should be cool.

For a "break" I'm finally getting around to downloading tape of porn star Jacob Slader fucking fellow porn star Brett Wolfe. Taped with my camera at Jacob's apartment...I wasn't there, it's just them. Apparently they had quite a little fuck session between them. They're fairly well matched I must say. It's not really recorded under the best conditions, but it's very real...just two guys fucking around on a Saturday afternoon. Only the two guys are both really hot and are both porn stars so they really know how to fuck. They're in no hurry, either, so it's a long slow lazee fuck, with lots of unhurried ball-licking and hole-fingering. I also can't help notice that Jacob is watching straight porn on his laptop as Brett plays with his massive, thick cock. I'm not even trying to be 'porny' when I write that...it really is huge.

 

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I'm sitting in my car listening to Johnny Cash in the parking lot of my old workplace writing this on my laptop.

Some backstory. About 2 years ago I used to work for a large, internationally known software company. You know it. You likely use their products. No, not Microsoft. Microsoft would probably have been better.

If you've seen the movie "Office Space", you have seen this office. You'd swear it was filmed right there, at what I used to fondly refer to as the MegaEvil Corporation. For me, the movie is practically a documentary. I never tried to embezzle them, but I did get hypnotized to quit smoking and just as in the movie it calmed me down so much I ended up saying "I don't care about this any more" and just leaving. Basically I was sitting in the can one day and I just decided I'd had enough and quit. That's the short story of how I decided to become a pornographer.

The MegaEvil Corporation is in the Bay Area. Yeah, back so soon...which would be nice except I don't actually get to spend any time here. I arrived at 10pm last night, shot some quick video this morning (freelance for the same company as last month), and now I have to drive right back, but I thought I'd stop for lunch first with some old friends from work.

And so here I am in the MegaEvil parking lot again. It says something about my time here I think that I have no desire to go inside--I'm waiting for my friends in the car.

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OK, I had to cut that off because three of my old bosses rounded the corner and I had no desire to see them. We left on good terms, but they're just living on a different planet than me as far as I'm concerned. I don't speak their language. I can't drill things down to the granular level. Lucky right then my buddy R showed up.

Of all my old co-workers, R is the one I am most actually "friends" with. I was sort of hoping to see some of the old co-workers, too...it's been two years, lunch at one of the old spots would be cool.

So, my buddy's a nice guy, but he's personally miserable and has been for a while now. Loves being miserable, as far as I can tell. He's a good man, but all he wants to do is sit around and smoke dope and talk about how miserable he is--how bad his job sucks (believe me I know already, it's why I quit), and how crazee his wife is. This isn't as thrilling as it may seem on first pass.

Working from home gives me plenty of occasion to sit around and smoke pot. What I don't get to do is talk to anyone on my same professional level. I love Marines, but I can't talk to them about web design. So it really would have been cool to see the old 'team'. It's been such a long time, I do miss them. However, R hasn't actually told any of them that I'm here. Because he wants to sit around and smoke dope and complain about how crazee his wife is. She is a little nuts.

He apologized for complaining, and in one of my unfortunately honest moments I told him that it was cool because talking to him always made me happy I was a self-employed bachelor. It's a lonely life, sometimes. Then again, I don't have to put up with [many] insane people.

The drive back was hellacious. California is getting soaked hard right now. Normally I love driving. Not last night.

 

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The other day I mentioned that I was editing a movie of porn star Jacob Slader playing with Brette Wolfe.

I'm almost done, and since I am too lazy and tired to actually write a real post right now, I'm just going to post some screencaps instead.

This is a HOME video, taken by then when they were actually getting together just to have fun. This is real porn stars at home.

Enjoy

 

[CGHJ]

The power just went off...some kind of outage. Again, lucky I have my laotop. For awhile, anyway...you should always keep your laptop charged up. So when the power goes out, you're not racing the clock...or the battery life indicator, as the case may be.

I'm glad I cook and heat with gas, too. But anyway.

It went off right as I was taping the first video for the new site I'm working up.

Ah yes, the new site. I may have mentioned, I'm working on a new site feayuring me. Not like I'm all the great shakes, but I know that I'm some people's type for sure, and since I don't have any kind of shame or shyness issues, I might as well put my ass to work, literally.

I already spent all the money I had on equipment and some other stuff...getting up to SF to earn more money, for instance. There wasn't really a lot and it goes quickly. A lot of it went buying beer for Marines, and nothing came of it because then when they agreed I didn't have enough money to really do the shoot. To get Marines, I'm going to need a better source of money. To get Marines, I have to be able to flash some cash, it's not something you can do on the cheap. They were still a lot of fun to hang out with though...and I'm still going to try to get some to come home with me just for fun...that is, when I get enough money to go out again. I had to stay in last weekend and it sucked.

So, I'm going to put myself on video on one site, put the other videos I've shot of straight guys on Jerking-Straight-Men.com, and then add the both of those to Bad Puppy so you get both and all the rest of Bad Puppy's sites for one low low price.

It's a great deal, and I actually created another Bad Puppy site that's done quite well, so I know I can make money this way. Enough to keep me going anyway.

The stuff of me is just going to be me showing off in every way possible, and maybe working in some fetishes as well. Like, I'm not big into feet, but I bet someone out there is big into my feet. I'll make a little fetsish section away from the rest so that those people who want to see me do whatever, can.

Plus I'll take requests for videos and stuff...it'll be fun.

Mainly, I want to do crazy stuff...like jacking while driving, or on the bus...stuff like that. Wild crazy exhibitionist stuff...not just the same old jerking. I love doing stuff like that, so I might as well get paid for it is my philiosophy.

So anyway, I decided to tape myself during shower time. Morning ritual kind of thing. Not so exciting, but I'm basically going to put my naked life up people can choose what parts of it they think are hot. Someone out there will go crazy at the sight of me brushing my teeth naked I'm sure.

I had meant to just tape me doing regular stuff...but the very fact that the camera was on and I was looking at myself nakey was enough to get me all hot and bothered and so I started playing with myself. I started doing a slow stroke...then grabbed the t-shirt I had just taken off and started to use that to work my dick. The soft cloth...I just love how a t-shirt feels sometimes.

I was taking some closeups of my cock...getting the camera right up there so it looked like you were about to give me a hot blowjob...and I had just put down the camera down from that and was getting ready to grab some lube when [click], no power.

And [click] it just came back on.

 

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Here's some caps of the video I was shooting when the lights went out...

...and then...

 

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Man, I just had the best time shooting my latest video.

I've mentioned that I'm starting a new site, featuring myself. Hey, I'm almost always available whenever I need me. I've never really felt myself any great shakes, but I know I'm somebody's type, and I like to do stuff on video that people don't usually do.

Like, I prefer to jerk off outdoors. I love to feel the wind on my balls. I just like being out in the open. So today I went out to the desert to have little fun.

It finally got warm enough during the day to make this possible. The winter months just kill me, whenever that icy blast hits me in the face what I'm really thinking about is the fact that I can't yank off in the great out of doors like God intended.

I loaded up the jeep with my camera and tripod and headed out toward s the wilderness. There's a spot I had always wanted to stop at, every time I drove by it on my way up to San Fran I would think, "Now that would be a fantastic spot to run around buck-assed." For months now I've been hoping to be able to head out there and try it out.

It's waaaaaaaaay out in the middle of nowhere, then there's a dirt road the goes off the highway that I might not feel safe driving on if I didn't have a 4x4. I just drove back a little ways, maybe about a half-mile...even then it's pretty much right off the highway. You can see the cars driving by...a but as elongated dots. A semi-truck appears about as big as the word "truck" does here. I was really hot to be able to see them driving by, yet knowing that, even if they did see my jeep, I was nothing more than a tiny speck. I jerked off in full view and yet no one could see me.

I started out on the jeep itself, rubbing my dick on it (I really love my jeep), laying on the hood and basking in the warm sun and cool breezes. It was in fact a little windy, which didn't bother me but as it blew through the cactuses sometimes it would sound like a car approaching.

I dropped a glob of lube on my dick and started to really give it some love and attention, with slow circles around the head that was made extra sensitive by the slipperiness of the lube. God it felt so good. I felt like I was giving myself over completely to pleasure.

I chose the spot I did cuz there was a cool outcropping of rocks there that made a little platform, and I wanted to climb around on that for a bit, too. There was lot of broken glass to watch out for, and when I got up to the top of the rocks I noticed that the cracks were stuffed with shotgun shells. Apparently my little spot is sometimes a party location.

I got about 30 good minutes of video. Not your usual porn, the first 7 minutes is my playing with my balls as I drive down the highway, and for some reason the little guy was uncharacteristically nervous, but if the thought of me playing with my pecker as I drive down the highway interests you, there's about 7 minutes of that. After I turn off the highway the road gets too rough, so it jumps to me pulling up in the jeep. There's about 11 minutes of me being a dirty, dirty boy with the jeep. This also contains my favorite part...where I get up on the roof of my jeep. From up there I can see everything clearly...the highway, the roads leading up to my car, and the little towns off in the distance. You can also see waaaaay off across the plains to the mountains in the distance, it's really cool. Up on top of my jeep anyone driving down the highway could have seen me standing up there...but all the would have seen was a tiny figure standing on his jeep, and barely that. It was a perfect combo of being in view and yet not being at all visible.

It sucks not having a cameraman, though. A tripod is only so useful. You have to set it and then walk away...and since I wasn't looking through the viewfinder I didn't notice that I had left my soft-focus filter on, the one I usually use for portraits. It's a special kind for digital cameras that has these little black dots...when you're using it for portraits indoors they're invisible. When pointed at something like say, a bright blue sky, they're very visible. And in fact they can throw off the auto focus. Luckily I discovered that about halfway through...you learn things.

To end it up I clambered up onto the highest part of the plateau. I could see everything from up there...I was the Naked King of the Rock and it was great. Unfortunately it was so great that that's where I came...so you don't actually get the cum shot. Disappointing, I know...but if there's any of you out there that are tired of seeing guys jerk off on the same old couch time after time, maybe getting out of the house and seeing me having a great time on my trusty jeep will make up for it.

Screencaps coming soon!

 

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You'll read in my next post how I'm planning on taking advantage of the oncoming nice weather here to have some more outdoor fun. Then the weather goes totally sour, it's nuthin' but cold and blustery today.

I've been giving my rod a fairly harsh workout recently, mainly cuz I've just being running across so much good porn it's hard to stop. I let it alone all day yesterday though, saving it up for tonight. Even if I can't go out, I can make an indoor video.. It's getting harder and harder (pun intended) to keep my hands off it, though.

I almost jerked off by accident just now. It was so calling out for attention I just had to rub it, and before I knew it I felt the orgasm cumming on. I pulled back though, right at the last second, and only dribbled a little bit of juice out. I primed the pump!

And I got this cap right before the pic switched to my empty chair.

 

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It's funny...as the rest of California drowns, my little town is having s spate of great weather. Perfect for going out and having a little outdoor video fun. And yet, I've been jerking off too much recently and my dick is temporarily all used up. I had to suffer through a perfect day today, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it except hunker down and continue working on the site I'm making.

In fact, I think it may be getting warm enough in the evening for my next project. The roads out here are empty...you can see a car coming from miles away, and it'll be the only one. You can literally stop and jerk off in the middle of the road.

I've done it before...last year I went out to the empty lands to watch the Perseid meteor showers. My goal was to go out as far away from city light as humanly possible, which is harder than it sounds because there are pockets of intense industrial light associated with mining operations and stuff...they're just not accompanied by any human presence. It's awesome.

Anyway, shortly after I got out of town and set out on the highway to nowhere I realized that there was virtually no one on the road with me. So I stopped--in the middle of the road, I didn't even pull over--got out and took off my clothes right there in the middle of the highway, and drove the rest of the way stark naked.

You can imagine how great that felt...with the windows down and the warm night air blowing in my nutsac. It was a long drive and twice I had to stop and take a piss...I just hopped out of the jeep and whizzed right there on the center dividing line. Way off in the distance I could see headlights approaching, but it would still always be a good 5 minutes before they passed me.

I had a great night watching the meteor shower, BTW...I spent the whole night naked, and even fell asleep in my canvas camping chair naked out under the stars. The next morning I went for a naked hike...simply awesome. You can see for miles and miles and it's like being naked to the whole world, but everyone else is too far away to actually see you.

Anyway, that was right around the time the weather started to get chilly again, and I haven't been able to go out at night since. I think it may finally be time, and of course I'll be taking my camera with NightVision with me this time.

If I can keep my hands off my dick long enough to let it recuperate, that is. That's one of the hazzards of working in the porn industry--you're likely to come across hot naked pictures, and then all your best-laid plans of saving up your amunition for the big battle are all shot to hell.

 

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I had on of the biggest wanks of my life today.

I've mentioned several times now that I'm starting a site which is going to feature me and my crazy naked adventures. I may not be as hot as a marine, but I'm a lot more available. No I'm not giving up on them completely, I just need to find a way to pay for them.

I have a new appreciation for how hard it is to jerk off on camera. I love being on camera. I'm not in the least bit shy and in fact the reverse, my problem is that I'm not shy enough. However, I love showing off for the camera and watching myself in the viewfinder makes me hot.

But when it comes time to drop a load off...it's almost impossible to finish.

In the end it just makes for a longer video, though...

It started off innocently enough, I really only wanted to some "basic nakedness" tape, so I set up the camera to record me as I was taking a shower (actually sort of picking up where I left off from the day the lights went out). I really wanted it to be just totally normal...like there was a hidden camera in my bathroom that you could watch. But of course, knowing the camera is on I can't resist, and pretty soon I'm sporting some massive wood and it's like the head of my cock is so swollen it might pop off.

I also got so into it that I didn't notice water from the shower was going every-freakin'-where. Ah well.

When I got out it seemed natural to continue. I brought out the bar of Irish Spring with me and used that to lather my dick up. Not just to soap it up, I also used the bar itself, which was only slightly harder than my rock-solid bursting-at-the-seams rod. The hardness of the bar combined with the slipperiness was an incredible sensation as I slid it up and down my shaft, letting the full weight of it rest on top, using gravity and the slickness to move it around just so...then around over the head, then underneath and back down. Over and over I did this until the feeling was almost too much, then I wrapped my fingers around and slooooooooowly squeezed all the blood up to the top. I thought I was gonna pass out it felt so good.

Now this is where the problem kicks in--I could do that all day long. But all the activity was starting to wear the poor little guy out and while I could continue to edge myself forever, I could feel the Money Shot slipping away, so I sat down on the can to finish up. I almost came three times, and then right as I'd feel a Big O coming on it would start to slip away.

I concentrated hard, and thought about my favorite fantasy, which right now is about these four friends who go camping and get naked and go ATVing together...it's based on a picture I have in my galleries. It's a guaranteed spooger for me! When it finally came, or rather when I finally came, it waqs like a damn bursting and flooding a whole village. Holy shit!

Well, at least I'll have something to put on the site.

 

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I promised some screencaps from the video I shot out in the desert...The new site with this and my other vids will be launched soon, soon, very soon.

Yeah, it was fun, and I can't wait to go out and do it again.

 

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Today I decided to try and do what I failed to do last time, which was keep my hands offmy dick while filming some casual nakedness tapes.

I did manage to make it out of the shower without jerking off, barely. And then I thought, well why not get the next bit, me walking around the house to get my clothes? And then when I had moved the camera into the living room I thought, "Well, why not get a shot of me opening my front door and checking outside, considering how nice it is."

Upon opening the door I realized my neighbor was outside working on something. No worries, he's far enough away, I'm covered by bushes, and the screen door hides me well enough. But just thinking about him makes me hard.

He's tall, muscular, but in a very natural way, muscles that come from working. Every single time I see him my first thought is, "Holy shit he is so fuckable." He loves to take his shirt off during the summer months, exposing a delicious broad lightly hairy and-in-just-the-right-places chest. I think I even saw him step out naked one night last summer.

Anyway, the mere thought of him makes me rock hard again, so I set up the cameras and open up the kitchen window so I can watch him working. He can't see a thing...believe me, I have checked to see what's visible from out there and not a thing is, but I love being able to watch him put that tight body to work in heavy labor.

I had the same cumming issue again though, where it became very difficult to get off. So I repositioned the camera so they focused on this awesome black leather chair I've got. It's the chair I used to jerk off in with my buddy when I was in the Air Force...it's seen a lot of action, that chair. I had to wring the sperm out of my cock, but when they came it was a convulsive orgasm that shot through me in waves. I shook my head in disbelief afterwards, it was so intense.

Why it should be so difficult for me to come on camera though I don't know, especially since it ought to be the reverse. I have tremendous dick control, I'm turned on by the camera, I'm not at all shy, and there's not even anyone else here to distract me, although who knows, maybe that would be such a turn on that it would help. I'm certainly going to get used it, that's for sure.

 

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My new site is almost finished, I can't wait to show it off.

In fact, I just submitted it to the billing company, hopefully I can get the domain transferring over by the weekend.

It drives me crazy, cuz it's about 1/10th of where it will be when I really get done. I've got all sorts of plans, big plans. But first things first...

...the new site is going to feature videos with me doing what I love to do, which is get naked and jerk off in wild and crazy locations. Like, when I go on a roadtrip, I'm always scouting for cool places to stop and have a good wank. Now you'll get to come along with me.

I intend to make some video where you're thinking..."Holy shit, I can't believe he went there." Nothing fucked-up...just fun. I love being naked and I intend to have some good times and then show you, in hi-quality QuickTime movies and Windows Media files.

There's so much I want to add to it, as it's basically a catch-all for everything I want to do but can't do on my other sites. For instance, Jerking-Straight-Men is seriously for real going to only real straight guys. I have a great tape of a hot guy with a big ol' dick who has a great jerk session, but who is obviously gay. I am so not going to make pretend he's a straight guy, now I have a place to feature his video. Any straight porn I record with the Marines (eventually) I will post up there, too.

The video Soilwork and I are going to make (him as cameraman only, don't get too excited) will get featured prominently on there. And any other hot porn I happen to come by will get featured on there. It'll be the center of my porn network...just general porn appreciation instead of a specific niche, all my other sites will end up having specific themes. The theme of this site will be, "Stuff that I find hot." Anyone with the same taste in porn as me will end up happy. We'll find out how many people that is, I guess.

Speaking of Jerking-Straight-Men, that's what's going to sidetrack me briefly. I'll be adding videos to it...finally. I can't wait to finally get my videos added to it.

Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the Marines or anything like that...I'm whoring myself to pay for them. And it's fucking fun! Watching myself in the viewfinder is...words fail me. It's like waves of sexual energy radiating out of my ballz and up through my dick, it becomes so sensitive it's almost scary. Like as sensitive as in your refractory period after you cum, only it feels great and I'm like twice as hard. Why the fuck wasn't I doing this a year ago?

 

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A JUBber emailed me the other day saying that he was always checking the webcam, but missing me jerking off.

I replied that the problem was that it was always so spontaneous for me, I'll just surfing JUB, minding my own businness, and then someone will post hot pics of themselves or something and before I know it my hands are all covered in lube, and then a few minutes later, hot sticky spermz.

However, the new site I'm doing will have a live video webcam, and all those shows will be archived. To start the site out I wanted to have a show already archived, and to do that I had to put on a real webcam show, with lights and everything. Now here's the benefit of using an actual video camera for the shows (aside from the superior picture quality)--I can just put a tape in and boom, I have an archived show.

Here's a few caps from that archived show:

Just imagine this slooooowly sliding up your ass...

Happy 4-20 everyone!

 

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I promise I won't be making all my movies in the bathroom...but since I'm A) naked in their a lot anyway, and B) I'm free, so i can film myself in there whenever I want, and C) lots of guys like watching dudes in their natural environment, so there you go.

I remember the first solo vid I ever saw where afterwards the dude got in the shower. I found the idea of him in there soaping up to be way hotter than the actual jack-off session itself. In fact that's often my favorite part of any amateur video. Perhaps someone will really get off on the idea of watching me do my morning thing...with no one else there, like there's a hidden camera or something.

So this latest video was shot with just the window open and no other lights, so it has a very natural look to it. I couldn't so the actual scene in the shower again, as water went everywhere last time. But you get to see a bit more of my morning ritual in this one...as I brush my teeth and shit. It's really like being a fly in the wall, or being the sneaky next-door neighbor who has a hole drilled in my bathroom wall and is peekin' in on me.

I had only meant to make a 'Morning Ritual' video and save the masturbatin' for another time or location. But as usual, once I see my cock in the viewfinder it's all over. It's like as soon as my brain sees my dick on video, it sends all the extra blood it can manage to help out. I can literally feel the blood flowing into my dick as it gets thicker and thicker, until it feels like it's gonna burst! Fuck!

The head especially gets like 10 times more sensitive it seems than it ever did before I started taping my sessions. And it's more responsive to other kinds of stimulation; so I can say, rub it with a wet bar of soap, or press on the top with my fingers and it's like an explosion of pleasure, so much do I enjoy being watched.

So it's not more than a few minutes in before you're being treated to closeups of my swollen tool again, and you can watch as I make myself absolutely crazy using only my hands and a bar of Irish Spring.

Like I had to finish up on the can, same as in the other one. If you're tired of seeing guys spank it on the same old couch, watch me spank it in places where guys really do their work. It's as real as it gets.

I've been jerking off a []i]lot[/i] lately though, so it was a little difficult to wring one out at the end. I kept almost getting there, and you know how that is...there's no such thing as 'almost' when you're rubbing one out...if I've started I am damn well gonna finish! So the last few minutes of spanking in this movie are really intense.