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Pro or No?

Thursday, January 31st, 2008

As I’ve mentioned before, there are now dozens of supposed ‘amateur’ gay porn sites. These are the ones where straight guys are seduced. Amazing, how quickly straight guys are willing to flip over and let their asses be fucked.

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But there’s still real, amateur porn out there and it’s fucking hot. You can find it on xtube or on porno tube. Usually it involves nothing more that exhibitionism - the dude is beating off in front of a webcam. It gets better, though. Some vids capture a hot sucking session and it’s truly amateur, if only by virtue of the crappy camera action. Others use camcorders when they cruise bathrooms. These are, I swear, the real thing. These are straight men getting off in what they think is a secret gay scene.

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- Jack X

Beef

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

There ain’t no way around it - muscle is hot. Bodybuilders burn and just even watching a worship vid is very fine.

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Thanks to a PBS documentary, I learned why. Sexual markers are important. Women make up their eyes and lips for this reason, and men have to display that they are strong enough to protect them (the women, not merely the eyes and lips). There’s a primal thrust when you see a dude with huge pecs and biceps. He’s got power. He can take care of you.

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Yeah, again, a lot of big guys aren’t hung all that well. This isn’t about steroids - it’s more nature’s compensation. Nevertheless, I’ll take beautiful big pecs over a horse cock any day.  Of course, getting both can work in a fine way too.

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- Jack X

Goin’ Back, II

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

The very best sex I ever had? Glad you asked (OK, I know you didn’t ask).

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When I first lived in that certain city in Tennessee, I took walks. What blew my mind was how many guys were out on those midsummer nights, hustling and cruising. A lot were drifters, to be sure, but quite a few were University students. I thought I had settled in Baptist promised land. In a sense, I had.

So I would actually set my alarm, throw on some shorts and hit the pavements in the wee small hours. That was when I saw what looked like a German tourist patrolling the streets. I guessed he was hustling - the cut-off denims were just too cut-off. He also had a backpack on, which I found very exciting. In the still dark of the night, however, I noticed something odd. He was following me. A car pulled up and pretty blatantly made the boy an offer, yet he refused it and continued trailing me.

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Finally we connected under the wooden stairs of a parking lot that’s no longer there. He was hung like a donkey and he sucked me like a beast. We were a block away from my apartment and I so wanted to ask him over for the night, but I lost my nerve. Yet the point of the tale is: for those few minutes, I was in heaven. This guy was something else and I shot the biggest load of my life into his mouth (even though he was actually hung bigger than me). Then we kissed, he told me to be careful, and he ran off into the night.

It sounds like a dream, right? It happened.

- Jack X, Done with Memories

Goin’ Back

Monday, January 28th, 2008

When I wake up with a bone, I find my dreams always go back to the men who ignited my teenage passion. For instance - the best-looking guy I ever saw was walking from a Burger King where I was employed. Another one was a singer in a band, playing in a club where I was the busboy. He was missing an arm but was the sexiest, gentlest, sweetest man ever.

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Then there was the drummer in the band from my late teens, back in Florida. I cruised him relentlessly and he responded. “Your eyes, man. I couldn’t help noticing your eyes.” He said this to me in the parking lot and my head swam. How did I handle it? Like a total doofus. I simply said that what he was seeing was pure exhaustion. What a dummy. What a lost chance. He was blonde and kind of a twink but sizzling anyway. Besides, drummers are sexy as hell. Think of that boy who strips off all the time in No Doubt.

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- Jack X

Milk. It Does a Body Good.

Friday, January 25th, 2008

Cum shots make me insane. To me it’s the ultimate expression of maleness, the spilling of the seed. I love the vids where it’s running out of the cocksucker’s mouth because he can’t swallow fast enough. I’ve been there, too.

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The last time was with a married dude in Tennessee. He was sexy, yeah. He was also a little too horned up. The whole episode took about 50 seconds. I should’ve known - he had warned me that he had a week’s worth loaded up. Still, even I can hold off longer than 50 seconds.

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As for barebacking - it strikes me that a lot more guys are honest about their health these days. Some do conceal it and you should be careful, always. Yet what’s more intensely erotic than the dude you’re with dumping his sperm into your ass? It’s man-to-man breeding. It’s fucking hot.

- Jack X

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