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Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Writing, and Gay Blogs in General...
A lot of my friends have told me that I put too much porn on this blog, and there's not enough writing about myself on here. Believe or not, they think that the best parts of my blog are when I talk about things that are happening in my own life. There's a few reasons why I haven't devoted a greater part of my blog to written posts, including the fact that about half of my visitors come from search engine results when people look up porn stars...
Aside from that, it's an issue of identity for this blog, and it seems like there's two directions I could go in if this were to become a more personal blog made up of mostly written posts. If I went in one direction, it would probably end up sounding like Erik Rhodes' blog [seen here] - I would write about my emotions, shit that was going wrong in my life, drama, and I would probably get a lot of people writing insensitive comments to piss me off/motivate me to keep writing. The problems with that type of blog are that 1.) I probably don't have as interesting a life as Erik Rhodes (no porn career, not as many drugs) and 2.) I'm not famous enough to attract the trolls that put up two or three comments each time he posts and send him their phone numbers.
The other direction to follow would be the pattern of the "bareback blogs" and to just write about all the crazy sex I have, people I fuck over or lie to. There are a few problems there too, the most obvious being that I don't have bareback sex with strangers, or PNP, or try to tear open condoms with my teeth without the guy I'm fucking knowing. Also, that type of blog went out of style a year ago, and most of them were fake anyway and just trying to get a rise out of people/get them off. Everything I write on this blog about myself is real, no exaggerations.
Of course there's another type of blog that I'd especially not like to fall into being, but that I'm probably particularly vulnerable to become - that's the young gay blogger in his 20's trying to make it in New York City. This blogger capitalizes on his sensitivity - which he expresses by taking pictures of himself naked in his bedroom in the dark on his webcam. He gives all of his friends nicknames in an Andy Warhol/Michael Alig superstar manner, and mentions doing things that are supposed to be camp, but end up coming off as hipster irony (which also went out of style...). He lives in Bed-Stuy, but in his head it's Williamsburg in 2003. There's a picture of him drinking tea naked and staring out a window into a Brooklyn street. He's somewhere listening to Siouxsie and the Banshees right now...
This is a fate I'd like to avoid...
I guess the point is that I'm going to try to put some more writing on this blog from time to time, while also maintaining some originality, and I'm going to put up all the porn I want, while conspiring to get more hits. That's my pledge.
Best,
Mascdudewriter
Aside from that, it's an issue of identity for this blog, and it seems like there's two directions I could go in if this were to become a more personal blog made up of mostly written posts. If I went in one direction, it would probably end up sounding like Erik Rhodes' blog [seen here] - I would write about my emotions, shit that was going wrong in my life, drama, and I would probably get a lot of people writing insensitive comments to piss me off/motivate me to keep writing. The problems with that type of blog are that 1.) I probably don't have as interesting a life as Erik Rhodes (no porn career, not as many drugs) and 2.) I'm not famous enough to attract the trolls that put up two or three comments each time he posts and send him their phone numbers.
The other direction to follow would be the pattern of the "bareback blogs" and to just write about all the crazy sex I have, people I fuck over or lie to. There are a few problems there too, the most obvious being that I don't have bareback sex with strangers, or PNP, or try to tear open condoms with my teeth without the guy I'm fucking knowing. Also, that type of blog went out of style a year ago, and most of them were fake anyway and just trying to get a rise out of people/get them off. Everything I write on this blog about myself is real, no exaggerations.
Of course there's another type of blog that I'd especially not like to fall into being, but that I'm probably particularly vulnerable to become - that's the young gay blogger in his 20's trying to make it in New York City. This blogger capitalizes on his sensitivity - which he expresses by taking pictures of himself naked in his bedroom in the dark on his webcam. He gives all of his friends nicknames in an Andy Warhol/Michael Alig superstar manner, and mentions doing things that are supposed to be camp, but end up coming off as hipster irony (which also went out of style...). He lives in Bed-Stuy, but in his head it's Williamsburg in 2003. There's a picture of him drinking tea naked and staring out a window into a Brooklyn street. He's somewhere listening to Siouxsie and the Banshees right now...
This is a fate I'd like to avoid...
I guess the point is that I'm going to try to put some more writing on this blog from time to time, while also maintaining some originality, and I'm going to put up all the porn I want, while conspiring to get more hits. That's my pledge.
Best,
Mascdudewriter
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Good Stuff...
This guy's name is appropriate:
Alone: your hotIt must work on some guys...Or not:
Mascdudewriter: thanks dude
Alone: dam i would be doing some good stuff to you while youe sleeping
Alone: how big is your cock ?
Alone: its allright im use to being rejected happing to me all the time have good night
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Remembering the Last Week of Junior Year
There probably haven't been enough pictures of me on this blog, so here's one way of remedying that. This is a picture from my last week of Junior year, after all my classes were finished. In case you can't tell, I'm the only one who's in focus. We're all drinking Brass Monkeys (the REAL kind - that's rum, vodka, and orange juice), and I'm not sure what expression the photographer captured on me, looks like it was taken on a low note. He's the same guy who took my post-hookup pictures...I'm gonna miss that room.
Merchandise
More of the shit I deal with online:
Naturally, he signs off before he can give me his mailing address. It may not be such a bad idea...
Headmaster: hi
Headmaster: whats up tonite?
Headmaster: dude can you help me out?
Mascdudewriter: what do u need help with?
Headmaster: was wonderin if you had a jockstrap that you would cum in and i could buy it
Mascdudewriter: hmm
Mascdudewriter: for how much?
Headmaster: 100
Mascdudewriter: i dunno man
Headmaster: do you have a jockstrap?
Mascdudewriter: yes
Headmaster: cool
Headmaster: would really like to buy your jockstrap filled with your cum
Mascdudewriter: whys that?
Headmaster: i just get really turned on by it
Headmaster: how big a laod [sic] you shoot?
Mascdudewriter: i shoot pretty big loads
Headmaster: like how big you talkin?
Mascdudewriter: usually 7 or 8 spurts
Headmaster: wow
Headmaster: ever shoot all that in someones throat?
Mascdudewriter: yeah
Headmaster: i would love to have it there too
Mascdudewriter: cool
Headmaster: I am no longer signed in!
Naturally, he signs off before he can give me his mailing address. It may not be such a bad idea...
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Because I Love Knowing About My Gifts In Advance...
Turns out my Army "boyfriend" is gonna be back in town just in time for my twenty-first birthday next Monday...
Looks like I'm getting birthday sex from a hot Army power bottom!
Looks like I'm getting birthday sex from a hot Army power bottom!
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Такого как Путин / Takogo Kak Putin
Maybe there wouldn't be so much drama in my life if I had a boyfriend like Vladimir Putin...
More Celebrity Look-Alike Fun
According to the last guy I hooked up with, the celebrity I look most like is New York Giants quarterback Eli Manning. I can definitely see much more resemblance than to Ashton Kutcher or Osama Bin Laden (see the earlier post here). But, I feel like in most pictures that get taken of me by other people at parties, I tend to look like this...
The similarity of the expression is actually pretty uncanny...
Friday, May 23, 2008
Fags Who Get Off On Paying For Bareback Sex
This dude gave me his full name, but I'm not quite sadistic enough to post it on here...
Apparently I'm worth $500 more with the condom off...
...relax, he's only cybering.
mascdudewriter: u $?
smooth39: so I don't have problem giving my name out
smooth39: Yea tell me how much
mascdudewriter: how much u usually pay?
smooth39: would love to deep throat your cock and swallow your load
smooth39: 60 to 100
mascdudewriter: ive been offered more
smooth39: ok
smooth39: depends on what we do
mascdudewriter: just that
smooth39: it could be more
smooth39: would you fuck me
mascdudewriter: for 1000
smooth39: bare
mascdudewriter: nah
smooth39: 1500
mascdudewriter: u serious?
smooth39: yea
mascdudewriter: i dunno
smooth39: ok
mascdudewriter: not bare
mascdudewriter: but ill fuck u and piss on u for 1500
smooth39: sweet
smooth39: swallow your cum
mascdudewriter: yeah...
...relax, he's only cybering.
An Obnoxious Dream Post
This must be cause the semester just ended, and I spent an entire week getting drunk and being hungover all day, but I've been having really bizarre nightmares for the last couple days. I had this dream last night where I was at a party and pissed off this guy who was 6'3 and built like a marine, and was carrying a baseball bat, and I thought he was going to rape me, for some reason. I had to run through some kind of Cazzo factory to get away from him.
Then for the rest of the dream, I would be telling another guy about it, and he'd say he'd help me go after the guy, and then we would start making out and would fuck. The first guy was a black cop. The second was this German wrestler. Both were pretty good, but the dream still had a nightmare tone even though it was kind of hot. Do I really even want to bother psychoanalyzing this?
Then for the rest of the dream, I would be telling another guy about it, and he'd say he'd help me go after the guy, and then we would start making out and would fuck. The first guy was a black cop. The second was this German wrestler. Both were pretty good, but the dream still had a nightmare tone even though it was kind of hot. Do I really even want to bother psychoanalyzing this?
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
More on the Job Hunt...
A few days ago, in desperation, I responded to an ad on craigslist and sent my resume out to a small company near where I live when I'm in CT that said they produced visual effects for film and video and had been featured on TV and in documentaries. They need an intern for the summer and its paid, so I figured, why not.
I got a response today. They said that in addition to an intern, they needed an actor to play a "stoner" in a short film they were making, and asked if I'd be interested. The script was pretty interesting...It starts out with a long monologue with some pretty graphic descriptions of eating pussy, and there are points where it sounds homophobic and pornographic...
So, I think I just got myself caught up in a straight porn scam. I doubt I'll be taking this one...
I got a response today. They said that in addition to an intern, they needed an actor to play a "stoner" in a short film they were making, and asked if I'd be interested. The script was pretty interesting...It starts out with a long monologue with some pretty graphic descriptions of eating pussy, and there are points where it sounds homophobic and pornographic...
So, I think I just got myself caught up in a straight porn scam. I doubt I'll be taking this one...
Leather and House Music
Apparently this years 30th International Mr. Leather competition in Chicago will feature guest performances by Erasure's Andy Bell and Freestyle/House producer Tony Moran...
Something just seems kind of strange to me about putting those two in the context of a leather event, maybe that's just me.
imrl.com
Something just seems kind of strange to me about putting those two in the context of a leather event, maybe that's just me.
imrl.com
Monday, May 19, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Work
The internship I was hoping to get for the summer fell through. Now I need a new one, preferably paying, or maybe just a job... Anyone wanna give me work???
Friday, May 16, 2008
First Harness
So I took the advice of Scott from Billinexile yesterday and during my lunch break, I took the 1 train down with a friend to The Leather Man on Christopher Street in Manhattan to get fitted for a leather harness. When I went in went in I had to check my bag, and they gave me a card that said "Hot Boy," then sent me down to the basement. The guys there were pretty cool and hot, and I only got my nipples pinched once - not that I minded. They had the harness ready in 15 minutes, and made sure I knew how to put it on before I left. They said I looked pretty young and I told them I was about to turn 21 and that this was kind of a birthday present for myself. So when I left, they said that in two weeks I'd be ready for "Code" nights at the Eagle. I'm fucking ready for that.
I'm gonna put some pictures up when I get em. Tonight, I'm heading out to break this thing in with one of my fuck buds.
I'm gonna put some pictures up when I get em. Tonight, I'm heading out to break this thing in with one of my fuck buds.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Fun With Referrers
Apparently, my blog comes up in the search results when you do a Google search of the phrase:
I guess any time my blog comes up in search results, it's good publicity...
"college urine drinking guys"
I guess any time my blog comes up in search results, it's good publicity...
Monday, May 12, 2008
Post-Hook-Up Pictures
Me last night hanging out with a friend, celebrating after finishing a final paper. These are for mac20 and Scott, to get them warmed up...
Concerning Whether Or Not I Should Buy A Leather Harness This Week
mascdudewriter: im considering blowing some of the money ive hoarded from my dad and buying one
mascdudewriter: hey, the guy in the pictures has much worse abs than me
terry1234: I think tighter jeans would bring a greater reward
terry1234: your abs are good
mascdudewriter: really?
mascdudewriter: about the jeans
terry1234: just because they don't show
terry1234: yeah
terry1234: spend the money on tighter jeans
mascdudewriter: but keep in mind im gonna be in ct
terry1234: so
terry1234: you should look good no matter where you are
mascdudewriter: so tighter jeans wont make much of a difference and will just make me look gay
terry1234: but you are gay
mascdudewriter: id rather look gay when im having sex than in real life, lol
terry1234: tighter jeans are only "gay" in some sort of socially constructed something
terry1234: that I am sure you know all about
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Cazzo: Match Maker
For some reason, I feel like I never see any blogs that put up pics from Cazzo or Triga films, so I think I'm gonna start doing it.
From Match Maker (Cazzo Film)
CazzoFilm.com
From Match Maker (Cazzo Film)
CazzoFilm.com
Birds, Daylight
I was walking back to my room at 6:30 this morning, after a long night of getting drunk and hooking up, and the weather was fucking beautiful. It'd been miserable here for four days, but when I started walking, the sky was perfectly clear, bright blue. Birds were chirping, everything was vivid - it was the first time in a while that I wasn't pissed off or depressed to see the sun that early.
Instead of just passing out, since I was probably still pretty drunk, I left my shade wide open and let the sun pour in. I was listening to old punk and metal on my iPod, and started remembering my teenage years. I remembered a time when I was fourteen and me and some friends went to Jones Beach after being up all night. I remembered getting caught in riptides but escaping, laughing, and a burning blue sky. I remembered secretly checking out the gay guys in tight bathing suits who seemed to congregate at the edge of the beach...I guess that's the feeling I was remembering - how being fourteen, but sexually deviant, is listening to Giorgio Moroder alone in your bedroom. It's something that gets to you at that age, but as you come to terms with it and start acting on the impulses, you realize that life is more complex than you imagined, and it'll keep surprising you. Nowadays, I can't even relate to the kid I was growing up who was afraid of being gay.
This is starting to sound pretty emo, but I guess the point is that when I finally closed my shade and tried to get some sleep, I realized that my life has only gotten more exciting and better. I thought about the people I used to know who say they lived the best years of their lives in high school, and felt bad for them. I'm turning 21 in three weeks - I'm just getting started...
Instead of just passing out, since I was probably still pretty drunk, I left my shade wide open and let the sun pour in. I was listening to old punk and metal on my iPod, and started remembering my teenage years. I remembered a time when I was fourteen and me and some friends went to Jones Beach after being up all night. I remembered getting caught in riptides but escaping, laughing, and a burning blue sky. I remembered secretly checking out the gay guys in tight bathing suits who seemed to congregate at the edge of the beach...I guess that's the feeling I was remembering - how being fourteen, but sexually deviant, is listening to Giorgio Moroder alone in your bedroom. It's something that gets to you at that age, but as you come to terms with it and start acting on the impulses, you realize that life is more complex than you imagined, and it'll keep surprising you. Nowadays, I can't even relate to the kid I was growing up who was afraid of being gay.
This is starting to sound pretty emo, but I guess the point is that when I finally closed my shade and tried to get some sleep, I realized that my life has only gotten more exciting and better. I thought about the people I used to know who say they lived the best years of their lives in high school, and felt bad for them. I'm turning 21 in three weeks - I'm just getting started...
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Remembering Dred Scott
Does anybody have any idea what happened to this guy? It seemed like he was everywhere a few years ago - kind of like François Sagat is these days - but then he sort of fell off the face of the earth. I actually had trouble finding pics of him...
Friday, May 9, 2008
A Friend's Reasons For Why I Need To Start Posting Nude Pics Of Myself
foXXXboi: I just feel like this must be the next step for you
mascdudewriter: haha
mascdudewriter: id only do it for pay
foXXXboi: good. a man of principal
foXXXboi: I just want to be able to tell people that a boy I hooked up with at school became a porn star
foXXXboi: My cousin used to be a stripper, but that's not the same thing
mascdudewriter: hahaha
foXXXboi: so you MUST tell me as soon as you take that next step. I will seriously be really proud
Celebrity Look Alikes
I've followed the cue from RJ Danvers' blog and tried out the celebrity face recognition feature on MyHeritage.com, using one of my cheesiest author poses... I got some pretty interesting results...
Apparently, the two "celebrities" I look the most like are Ashton Kutcher and Osama Bin Laden.
I don't really see the resemblance myself, but you can check out my profiles on the sidebar to judge. I've usually only gotten Tom Cruise or Matt Damon; and consequently, Mark Wahlberg. There's some other strange results here too:
Apparently, the two "celebrities" I look the most like are Ashton Kutcher and Osama Bin Laden.
I don't really see the resemblance myself, but you can check out my profiles on the sidebar to judge. I've usually only gotten Tom Cruise or Matt Damon; and consequently, Mark Wahlberg. There's some other strange results here too:
Thursday, May 8, 2008
First Time For Everything...
Totally just got caught checking out a guy's ass on the train by this uptight-looking straight couple sitting across from me...
This never happens to me! I'm always way more subtle.
On a more positive note, at least I caught four guys checking me out on the way to my building this morning. These are the kind of things you think about when you're stuck at work...
This never happens to me! I'm always way more subtle.
On a more positive note, at least I caught four guys checking me out on the way to my building this morning. These are the kind of things you think about when you're stuck at work...
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Ask Steve Cruz, RJ Danvers
So Steve Cruz has a feature on his blog where you people can email him questions about what you want him to do to you or someone else, sexually, and he'll give a pretty graphic response. Here's his creative response to someone's dare to "make a sign and list all the nasty filthy things you want to do to RJ Danvers?"
SteveCruzXXX.blogspot.com
SteveCruzXXX.blogspot.com
Monday, May 5, 2008
War
To the straight boy I've been fooling around with for the past couple weeks, and who is determined to "win":
You're never gonna be able to flip me. You might as well just give your ass up now.
I'm going to fuck you.
Best,
mascdudewriter
You're never gonna be able to flip me. You might as well just give your ass up now.
I'm going to fuck you.
Best,
mascdudewriter
Saturday, May 3, 2008
New Developments
So those of you who've been reading this blog for a while may remember my past entry about FatCa$hFuck1 - the older, overweight businessman who's been trying to pay me for a "massage" for the nearly three years, and instant messages me nearly anytime I go onto Gay.com.
Last night, he announced to me that he no longer wants to pay me for sex, and wants to just be friends. My friend who he also propositions told me that he said the same thing to him as well. When I continued to ignore him, he told me that he would stop IMing me altogether.
We'll see how long this lasts...
...I think I may have drunkenly linked him to the last post I wrote about him...
Last night, he announced to me that he no longer wants to pay me for sex, and wants to just be friends. My friend who he also propositions told me that he said the same thing to him as well. When I continued to ignore him, he told me that he would stop IMing me altogether.
We'll see how long this lasts...
...I think I may have drunkenly linked him to the last post I wrote about him...
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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