Joseph’s Blog

Nothing gets me off more then a really, really tight ass to fuck. The best is of course my co-worker Ricky who’s got one incredibly tight ass. I really need to have a tight hole to satisfy me. If they aren’t tight, then it’s a really big turn off for me. I just love sliding my big cock up a cute boy hole and feel it squeeze my man tool.

What totally gets me off is just ramming it in a tight boy and making him hurt a little. Most bottom boys I meet love that. They bend over and I get their ass all wet with my tongue. Then before they know it, I just ram my prick into their tight, tight boy pussy and fuck the shit out of them. I love it too when a guy screams, when I first penetrate him. Then I really feel like I’m so inside them and the walls of their ass wrap around my stiff dick. Man I need to go fuck somebody now cause I’m very very horny.

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.