Joseph’s Blog

When you work in porn it’s sometimes hard to know who your real friends are. Do people hang out with you because you’re a porn star or do they really like you for who you are. Sometimes it’s difficult to tell even for a smart boy like me.

Same is true with dating. Is someone genuinely attracted to me or do they want to get fucked by a porn star? I have had to get rid of some people over the years because I realized they were just hangeroners and not real friends. I’m a very trusting person so this can be a difficult for me. I never know who my real friends are either but I just give people the benefit of the doubt initially. But if they prove to be false friends and are not loyal, then out of my life they go.

I know that sounds harsh but I have to be careful who you I let get close to me. Sometimes people can fool you who seem very sincere and they are phony as hell. Unlesss they are really hot, then I just fuck them and leave them(lol)

I love rimming a hot ass; I think it’s one of my favorite sexual activities. Nothing gets me hotter and more steamed up and rock hard than fucking some hot boy’s ass with my talented tongue.

I can eat a hot ass for hours. I love a juicy firm butt with a tight hole that I can bring pleasure to with my mouth and large tongue. The creamier the ass, the harder I get. Then once I get a boy’s ass all wet and juiced up I ram my cock in him and fuck him silly, but I like to rim a boy a long time, make him beg for the fuck, before I plug him with my cock.

Although sometimes, if it’s a really hot ass, I can get off, from just fucking his hole with my tongue. I have had some of my most intense orgasms from just really munching and tonguing a hot boy’s ass. I love butts so cheers to being an expert rimmer, I’m so hard thinking about it, now I think I’ll go jerk off.

So in my last blog I kind of railed against all the dumb guys I meet and how I hunger to meet someone who’s got half a brain in his head (and who also loves to give head) So I meet this very distinguished, very attractive seemingly intelligent older British gentleman and he asks me out on a date.

Even though he was a lot older than me, he was very good looking with piercing blue eyes and a very charming manner. So I get all excited. He has tickets to the ballet so I figure he’s cultured too. So we meet for a drink first, then the ballet and everything is going great.

There’s chemistry between us and I’m thinking, wow this guy is fantastic. Then we go out for dinner. It’s a beautiful summer night and we sit outside. Then we actually start to engage in a real conversation. I told him I was a big history buff (yes and I’m buffed) and that I had taken a lot of history classes in school. Suddenly he launched into his own discussion of history, basically monologing a two hour diatribe about how the midgets are to blame for everything over the last three thousand years.

I was totally shell-shocked. He basically blamed little people for everything including the bubonic plague, the Russian revolution, WWI and two, also the current war in Iraq.

When I tried to politely challenge him (he was paying for everything, I didn’t want to offend my host, even though he was offensive) he just kept talking. I couldn’t believe what was coming out his mouth. I finally excused myself while still in shock. Then he actually calls me the next day saying what a great time he had and would I like to have brunch with him, completely unaware that I was so offended by his misguided views. I will never again mistake a British accent for intelligence. And midgets are cool.

I know I shouldn’t betray my generation but have to admit most of the boys I meet, who are in my age range are just a little on the clueless side. Maybe it’s because they have always been a little smarter than my peers but I must admit I’m pretty shocked at how stupid a lot of these boys are. I’m not sure if they are really dumber or they just can’t be bothered. Anyway it’s starting to get on my nerves a bit. I meet these hot guys then I fuck the shit out of them and then attempt to have a conversation and then I get nothing. They are beyond vapid.

I’d really like a lover to just once, have a decent conversation with some guy after we have had intimate sexual relations. I guess that’s why I find myself hanging around and being attracted to older guys because they are smarter and self-aware. Oh well I hope I can meet some hot guy with half a brain in his head. Until then I guess I’ll just continue to fuck airheads. And I do mean airheads, with some of these boys you can actually hear the wind blowing through their ears. Well at least they’re cute and I suppose I have enough brains for two people.

I met someone I was totally attracted to, brought him home, the sexual tension was tight and tingling in the air, then we kissed, and …………. nothing. There was no chemistry. We kissed again, hoping we were wrong but aren’t……..no chemistry. It sucked.

It always amazes me, how, once in a blue moon, I meet someone, there’s this seemingly hot attraction and then nothing. So that moment made me wonder, what causes sexual chemistry? Why is it that we really get it on with some people and there’s this amazing connection where everything seems to fit and then sometimes there’s nothing.

Kissing someone you have no chemistry with is like kissing a wet fish. It’s awful. It feels terrible. And why is it that some people are great kissers and others are not so good. I think part of that is chemistry but it also has to do with whether a person has any passion. My theory is (and it has been tested on a fairly wide audience) is that the best kissers are that way because they have passionate natures whereas the worst kissers have all the passion of a wet paper cup. Mind you these are just my thoughts but I stand by my theories. Being a smart porn star has its advantages because I have the ability to analyze sexual experiences. Although I don’t always want to be in my head, I prefer to receive or give head. He he.

So like I said before, I met this really hot guy while I was with my gal pal. He was totally pretending to be straight but one look at me gave me the impression he would rather jump my bones than hers. So we’re all hanging together and then she goes to the ladies room. He bee lines over to me and gives me his hotel room number and tells me to meet him there at midnight. So she comes back and is all into him and I feel like a heel because she’s my friend and thinks he’s going to fuck her but he’s really going to do me. So she leaves with him and I give him a look.

I get to his hotel at midnight and there he is waiting for me. Apparently he had taken her home, then made some excuse why he couldn’t stay but had to go back to the hotel. He offers me a drink and we have a nice little chat about his closeted life. I wasn’t really listening too closely because all I could think was “This Guy is so fuckin hot.” He’s a top model and travels all over the place, need to pretend to like girls, then he fucks boys on the side. And man can he fuck. I usually top but for this guy with his long mane of blond hair, chiseled torso and his hung cock, I need to bend over and let him make love to me all night.

It was so amazing, hot and very romantic. I stayed the night and we had sex off and on during the night with a little sleep breaking up the routine. I loved sucking his beautiful dick and he kissed me, softly, as if I were the only person alive. The next morning he fucked me yet again but said he was leaving later, but he would be back sometime soon. I hope he does.

I’ll never look at the cover of GQ again in quite the same way.

Every gay dude has his female friends, right? One of my best gal pal friends was just visiting and I took her all over out beautiful city. We went to museums and ate dinner outside. It was a lot of fun. And we of course hunted for men.

She has absolutely no gaydar. Every time she saw a hot guy she would ask, now he is straight and I’m like, ‘are you kidding?’ If a guy is in good shape, dresses well and is good looking, chances are he’s gay. So we were at a straight bar one night and she’s totally flirting with this guy and he keeps staring at me while talking to her. Then she goes to the ladies room and he starts flirting with me.

I slipped him my phone number. We leave and I put here to bed, he calls me and I go to his hotel room. He’s visiting from New York. And we had an amazing night together. Details to come in the next post.

So I’m continuing my affair with my older man or as I call him my Silver Daddy. I realize that I just love being with him. He’s so interesting and funny and smart and he just adores me and well I must admit I love being adored. He showers me with so much attention and affection as well as dinner and the theatre and he loves to buy me clothes. The man is a shopaholic but who am I too argue, I love clothes. Of course I love getting out of them too. He loves to blow me. I just sit on the bed and he sucks away then he also loves to rim my ass and I love being rimmed. Then since I’m a top and he’s a total bottom I fuck the shit out of him and he goes nuts. It’s nice to give him so much pleasure since he gives me pleasure as well. He’s going back to America soon and I know I’ll miss him. But maybe we’ll see each other again. I realized that there are all kinds of relationships and despite the age difference this one has been special.

So the older man I met in London came to visit me in Prague and we had lots of fun. I have a new Daddy who loves to spoil me and I love to be spoiled. He takes me shopping and to dinner and we have great conversations. I really enjoy his companionship. He’s fun but mature, rich but not snobby and he has a great sense of humor. I’ve learned I don’t necessarily need to be with some hunk in order to have a great time. I’m not a gold-digger per sé but I must admit I love being wined and dined.

We have great sex. Even though he’s older he’s a total bottom so he loves it when I fuck him with my hard young cock. And he loves to suck me off. I let him blow me on the balcony of his hotel suite with the city lights below. It was very romantic actually. And he loves to rim my sweet tight ass as well then I turn him around and fuck him hard. I love my new daddy. So far so good.

Maybe it’s because I’m smarter than most of my peers but I often find I’m attracted to older men. I think I need to be around people who are mature, intellectual and know who they are. Most of the guys are usually good-looking muscular forty year olds but in London I actually had an affair with a man much much older. We met at a bar and he took me out to eat. He totally wined and dined me and then he took me to his hotel. I was a little nervous because I had never had sex with a man that age but there was something about him I found very attractive. He was funny and charming and smart and really fun to be with. At first he offered me money but I told him that I really enjoyed his company. Luckily he was a total bottom so we didn’t have to worry about him getting it up. So for the next week we had this lovely affair. We went to museums and the theater, to gay bars in Soho and nice restaurants. The whole experience was so complete because it wasn’t just about sex but the sex was also important. I had to come back to Prague and he lived in the U.S. but the promised to come visit me soon, which I’ll tell you about next time.