Friday, November 13, 2015

These Herbal Male Enhancements Keep Me UP!

I have a confession to make....

I have a sweet tooth. Always have, and I have yet to grow out of it. So in a candy store, I want to sample everything, and if I like it, eat it to completion.

The same can be said about me at a sex party. For when I go to a sex party, the hot guys there are my candy. So at a sex party or bar backroom,....Yes, I'm like a kid in a candy store.

However, to sample everything and "eat" to completion takes more than what even a guy with my high sex drive can handle, regardless of his age. So for that, guys like us need a little boost to keep up our libido's demand to sample so many hot bodies. That's why if you see me at a sex party, I've most likely popped a male enhancement pill beforehand.

Now, besides Viagra and Cialis, which require a prescription, there are many herbal male enhancement supplements out there that don't require a prescription and are not FDA approved. I have tried quite a few of those herbal supplements. Many do nothing. So I decided to let you in on my top 3 choices of those that do actually work.

Black Storm - Let's get this one out of the way. For I won't say that they work as fast, or as long as it says on the box, but they do work. Also, unlike the other enhancement pills I'm suggesting, I do advise that with this one, to take the entire pill. Lastly, like most male enhancement pills, these will weaken with alcohol consumption. I don't drink much alcohol, even at a bar. But even with the small amount I drank, I felt the pill weakening. My 1st experiment was with 1/2 a pill like I do with all of the others I'm recommending in this post, and my light drinking killed the effects. With a whole pill, it took a little longer, but it still weakened it effects. So while I can recommend Black Storm as a pill that works, it's not one of my favorites. In fact, of those that I know to work, it is my least favorite.

Super Hard - With these I recommend that if you have no pre-existing condition like erectile
dysfunction, then you should take only 1/2 of a pill. While all these types of pills have varying times as to when they take effect, my suggestion is always 1 - 2 hours prior so that it's good within your system. My experience with Super Hard has had me feeling it start within a half-hour.

Super Hard pills give the promise that they unlike most male enhancement pills that they do not weaken with alcohol consumption. And this is something I have found to be true. This will be gbreat news to those who are heavier drinkers than me.

V20Max -  What I have to say about V20Max is pretty much the same as what I said about Super Hard pills with the exception of a couple of things.

For one, V20Max is a capsule, and not a tablet like the aforementioned. So while it's not the best taste in the world, I personally have taken the capsule apart, and put half of the capsule's ingredients under my tongue. For I was told quite a few years ago that heart patients do this with their medications to make them get in the system faster. So I do the same with any medication I take and male enhancers as well.

Also, V20Max is so powerful that I found that 1/2 a pill was still kickin' in my system for 2 to 3 days after taking it. With that said, as stated earlier, I naturally have a high sex drive. So it's safe to conclude that since I'm picky about a connection with my playmates, either:
a) my porn collection got a good workout for the next 2 or 3 days after taking that a capsule of V20Max;
b) I got a lot of work done to keep my mind off of sex, or;
c) I started some great erotic poetry as my means to get off.
I'll leave it up to your imagination to figure out which one, or which combo, I chose. In this case, I won't jerk or work and tell.

Before I conclude, as instructed on most of these products, if you take a heart medication, you should not try any of these without a doctor's OK.

With that all of that said, by now I'm sure you're wondering why I haven't mentioned the blue pills that no one knows the name of because of the Chinese writing all over the box. The reason I can't include them in my assessment is because the one encounter I had with using them is one that I cannot tell you if they worked or not. For the person who gave it to me, was using poppers, which led to me having a massive headache. One that could have actually killed me. Because poppers or a whole enhancement pill can individually give one a headache, but what I didn't know at the time was that poppers combined with male enhancement pills can be a more dangerous combination since it lowers your blood pressure to a level that's can be lethal.

This brings me to where I must conclude leaving you with a choice....When you have sex, be it at a sex party, bar backroom, or the comfort of someone's home, which do you prefer during sex?

A hard cock to keep pleasing yourself and your partner/playmate, or a loose hole that can be lethal to your partner/playmate (and yourself) if either of you have taken an enhancement pill beknownst or unbeknownst to each other?

Well, considering how huffing on poppers is the inhalation of fumes from chemicals that taken in their regular form can kill you, I don't know about you, but I'm sticking with the former of having a hard dick. Hence why if you see me at a sex party, bar backroom, or group sex scenario, how will you find me?...

With a hard dick and smile.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Getting Off To The WORST STROKER EVER!!!

The first time I tried Palm-Tec SE Vol. 19 Stroker, the picture on the right (with my cum running down the side) was the end result. However, the backstory to what it took to make that happen will make anything near that end result a shock.

For the 1st time I tried Palm-Tec SE Vol. 19 Stroker, it hurt to get in. Primarily due to the fact that this "toy" takes the term "choking the chicken" a bit too fuckin' literal!

By the entry way of the toy being too damn tight!

Now, I have repeatedly admitted that I don't have the thickest dick in the world, but nor is it the thinnest. So if I say that after my 1st try to get in it that my dick was imprinted with lines from the neck to the point that my cock looked like a dark brown Michelin Man, then you know we have a problem.

So what made me shoot such a load were my putting on a good porno, and the knobs inside past the entry neck rubbing against my dick.
And to make up for the agony my dick suffered from the toy's neck, I kept thrusting all the way to the very end of the toy that has a hole to create suction. Hence why when I came, me not always being a shooter, shot a cumload that shot up like a volcano.

Knowing I was going to try again, I left a bottle of body oil in the neck of the toy for 24 hours. The end result?...My dick still comes out with rings on it. Only this time, it is a less intense-looking brown Michelin Man.

With my Nude Dude Review, I make it a point that if I'm not stripping down to, not necessarily dropping trou, but at the least undoing my pants, then the toy is not worth making a video for. Proof of that is how in my 3 Nude Dude Reviews thus far, 2 of them have made me conclude with me covering my privates with the featured toy, and the other with me stripped down to a pair of skimpy underwear.

So now you're probably wondering: If I got off with this toy, then why am I not giving it the same treatment? It's because those 3 toys got me off by their own merit. Besides the obvious need for lube, I didn't need an outside product to make the toy workable or enjoyable. Such was not the case with the Palm-Tec SE Vol. 19 Stroker. As I stated twice earlier, I needed a hard bottle to sit in its neck for an elongated length of time just so I could get my cock into the toy. Followed by me ((not using, but) needing a bullet vibrator in the hole to distract how my cock was still being choked. So based on its own merit, if I did a Nude Dude Review of Palm-Tec SE Vol. 19 Stroker, It would end with me being probably too clothed for your taste.

With all that said, I made an effort to get a video out of this toy to prove a point...How even if it's a poorly made toy, you can sometimes still make it work.

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Friday, October 30, 2015

Upside-Down Heart Ass

This one guy was making eyes with me from a distance at a bar. At first, I tried to avoid eye contact because I thought he was someone else. A drug addicted someone else from my past. Later on, he stood next to me at the bar to order a drink. This was the point where I realized that he wasn't who I dreaded him being. So I could now proceed further with seeing where this attraction would go.

In my usual observation to bar backrooms, I saw him. As I continued further, I saw him make out with a couple of guys, but this fat guy was the one who was about to have sex with him.

The fat guy was huffing on poppers. And like all guys dumb enough to use poppers as a crutch, once his dick got hard enough to enter him, in just a few thrusts, his dick started going limp. So he would fall out of the guy, then jerk himself to get hard so he could get back in the bottom. But this one time, it took so long that the fat guy backed up and out. This allowed the bottom to turn to me. Inviting me to do what our looks earlier showed we wanted....It was now my turn to fuck his ass. And I felt this was not a time to fuck bareback. For the thought of letting my precious cock touch the remnants of that poppered-up, limp-dick fucktard that was in him before me disgusted me. For this I say, thank goodness for condoms.

When the other guy had him, I could see the bottom's ass from a profile angle. This time, I could get the best view possible. From being behind him while thrusting in and out of him. So he stood up to turn my way, then once in front of me, he bent over again awaiting my hard cock's entry.

Just as my dick as starting to go soft from watching the popper-addict's struggle, this guy putting his ass in front of me was like taking a grade of Viagra that kicked into your system in less than 10 seconds, as opposed to the herbal supplement I recommend that take 20 - 45 minutes. Once I started sliding into him, he gave out a pleasure moan. I'm sure he moaned so loud because my dick was totally hard from the moment I entered him, and stayed that way, unlike the preceding top. And the moan intensified with each initial thrust. And like when a cowboy kicks the side of his horse to make it go faster, a squeeze of his sphincter and/or ass tunnel around my cock made me thrust even harder. To the point that even over the music, I could still hear the body slaps of my groin to his ass. And I'm sure he moaned so loud because my dick was totally hard and going in deep.

The way his ass looked when he bent over, with the sides curving nicely outward starting from his waist, going out until the lines reaches near the bottom, then they come towards each other, finally meeting by a slight turn inward ----what many call a "pear-shape". But being the deep-thinker that I am, I saw something different, and I saw it for a reason. I saw an object that was a perfect fit into that space, saying something about his mindset. In this guy's case, I saw an upside down heart.
A heart usually symbolizes love. Maybe in the case of this guy, it was symbolizing his heart turned upside down by someone he was once involved with. Or maybe, for no recent circumstances, the upside-down heart I saw was saying nothing romantic at all. I began to feel that maybe regardless of his relationship status, that upside-down heart showed how he was about the opposite of love. And when it comes to sex, the opposite of love is not necessarily hate...In some ways, and to some degree, it's LUST.

And his lust for me practically never got denied. For that previously mentioned time was not our only go-around. We had a few. Each time, it was the same position of him bending over, but felt so good at the moment that it didn't get old. What was getting old was how his white shirt kept coming down over his ass with my every thrust. So I kept pulling the shirt up so it wouldn't block the view of the upside-down heart I imagined could fit on that shapely ass of his.

The last fuck resulted from him walking around seeing me after another fuck-round, coming over to kiss me, and when I felt his ass during that kiss, my Aries aggression kicked in. I grabbed him by the hand, took him into a corner, we passionately kissed, then he bent over so we could fuck again. This was the final time because this fuck plus all previous ones led this one to result in a cum and energy draining orgasm.

Regrettably, we didn't exchange numbers. Because as you can see from my drawing above, I can't get that ass out of my head just yet. And a smile comes across my face each time I think of it. So I see no problem with having another go-around....Or a few.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

From Daddy Issues To Cyber-Lynching

In various Facebook posts, I've talked about how some gay males daddy issues are manifested by sexualizing those daddy issues by persuing guys old enough to be their father. I have also said that I would be honest as to how I have my own daddy issues, male abandonment issues, namely. and that I would come forward and address those issues in greater detail. Telling how they came to manifest themselves in my own relationships.

Be it Danny, Toby, or most recently, Douglas Sanders, if it seemed that my talking about them bordered on obsession, there's a reason for it.
It's because unlike the other unnamed guys that I've been involved with, those aforementioned guys were failures because they did to me what my father did to my Mom.

They all laid the groundwork for something great to happen out of our time together, and when it became time to man-up, and up the ante on the directions our words, actions, and time spent together was heading, ...they bailed.

Danny laid the groundwork when he took my phone number at The (now thankfully closed) Roxy and called me a day or 2 later in the wee hours of the morning after he got off from work. Toby laid the groundwork when he propositioned me, didn't follow through, so he got rejected by me, but when given another chance, stepped his game up and didn't start following through by proving to be a self-destructive trouble-making drunk. And Douglas laid the groundwork when he invited me to attend his church, cooked for me the day before, let me spend the night in his bed that night and the night after going to his church, then after 4 months of wasting my time on my dime backpedaled because of his religious hypocrisy. Such actions should make it more understandable as to how I see my father's cowardice, therefore giving birth to the hatred I feel for these guys after giving so much of my emotional, mental, and creative self to them.

My cyber-lynching of these guys is how my daddy issues have manifested themselves. Now, these are not the only guys I've been involved with. I have blog posts and poems proving there are other guys. However, what made me part ways with those unnamed guys just warranted a poem or two (like "You Can Say Never"), or to be lumped into being the motivations for my vlog, "10 Reasons Why I Am Single".

I don't know how much (or if at all) Danny or Toby have improved from being the emotional cripples they were when I was involved with them. I do know that Douglas has not changed. And it should have made my latest tale of him disturbing to us all. For this crystal meth-smoking, popper-fried brained, sexually racist emotionally cripple coward of life is now allowed to officiate weddings and even worst...give people counseling???!!! All because the predominately black church in St, Andrews' Church's basement, Rivers NY is a fucked up enough dysfunction-enabling group to ordain him a minister, Like I said of them before, they're quick to take money, but if they were really on the up-and-up, Douglas would not have been ordained without getting extensive counseling himself to which my latest tale of him would not have been allowed. For that reason, it's a scary thought how many lives might be put in such self-loathing hands. And putting people on notice of that is what I am doing with those memory flashes of anger.

Now, some of the more stereotypical snarky gays reading this are probably saying, "That's why you can't keep no man. 'Cuz when things go wrong, you're go talk about 'em. So nobody wants to be bothered with you."

Well, what should I do? Stay quiet and enable their ignorance. When putting them on blast might be the wake-up call to make them straighten up and fly right. Plus, I've said it before, that if he is confident enough with the goodness of his heart, he will take that chance.

Now, while it's an odd time to revert back to my porn career, but a good example lies there...

I had a heated email exchange once with Chris Steele of Jet Set Men about his lack of Black male porn actors. Chris Steele, referring to my calling out Tyson Cane on his numerous displays of social ineptitude tried to say that I would have probably talked about him like I did Tyson Cane. And my response to him was that if Tyson Cane didn't disrespect me and my scene partners, there would be nothing bad to say. And I told Chris Steele that I would have nothing bad to say about him if he had done me right. Proof that I'm a man of my word on that is my continued friendship with Ben Marksman,...the director of my last porno, "All Out Assault" - who hired me even after reading numerous disparaging blog posts of mine about various porn actors and directors. If he wasn't confident in his own goodness, that hiring would not have happened, and that friendship would not be still continuing.

My point is that the same goes for any guy involving themselves with me. If he is truly confident and not misled of his worthwhile ethics by someone (like family, friends, job, or church group), then he will stand by all of his actions, instead of running from them. So even if things still go south, we can part ways with me respecting him, as I have actually had some amicable parting of the ways with some guys.

But how can I respectfully part ways with someone who relies on modern technology to drag out their cowardice by texting instead of accepting my invitation to actually talk the way Danny, Toby, and Douglas did? Or how can you respectfully part ways with someone whose cowardice (drawn out for any length of time) reminds me of that of my father?

The answer is you can't respectfully part ways with them. Especially, when their behavior mimics that of a bad parent. Thereby making it all too understandable why one like myself is pushed to such extreme to vent as I have been over these guys. For even if you move on, as I have, will never forget.

Choose Your RUSH Wisely

Choose Your RUSH Wisely