Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The Art of Internet Rudeness; The Craigslist Moron


Update:




This individual has gone to great lengths to tell me off further, in fact, to the point I'm not sure I’m not being stalked. This is not the original sociopath I suspected, rather a sniveling closet mess from the next county over. Recently I received a message on facebook, (no picture on the profile…) asking if i was the person that drove around at the lake. I immediately knew who it was, and blocked him, saving the message. Several days later, while chatting with a very handsome man from Mexico (soon to be May's Centerfold...) and a couple of friends on Facebook, I received an IM via my Yahoo! pingbox from this sociopath (also saved). At first he was almost nice; he stated that "if I were nicer to people I may get more dick" or something to that effect. I advised him that I treat people as they treat me, and If I was nasty to someone then I had been given a reason, then he began with the insults; "How big is your dick?" "That small huh?" and inferring that my "Only friend is my Mother" I find it very interesting that this sociopath seems to think he knows so very much about me. We have never talked. In fact, the one time i DID try and speak to him a few years ago, he drove off. Now how should I deal with such rudeness? I leave them alone! You don’t like me or want to talk to me FINE! I will leave you be! And demand the same! The "nice one minute-mean the next" leads me to believe that there are some serious emotional issues here. BiPolar maybe? who can say...This fool has taken no time to talk to me; he knows nothing of me, yet he thinks he knows every cock I suck and everything there is to know about me. The reality is he's listened to spillway gossip that say I am a bitch, and too lame-brained, too mindless to talk to me and make up his own mind. I hear gossip all the time but I make up my own mind about people based on how they treat me, NOT what I have heard. I refuse to be a "sheeple" and be led...or misled by the tittle-tattle of bitter queens. Period. Why this idiot feel it’s his sworn duty to "put me in my place" I have no clue. Personally, I have never felt the need to just pick out someone and attack them without provocation. What I do know is this; if it continues, I will seek legal recourse. Period

Of late, it seems I have become a magnet for internet losers/psychopaths/sociopaths. Usually I let such ignorance slide and move on, however recently it seems to really be bothering me. Still, I was going to let it all go, but my friend and fellow blogger, The Breeder posted a wonderful blog entry, The Art of the Insult, so I was inspired. Or maybe just a copy-cat… Who can say...Either way I simply don’t understand the need to be rude on the ‘net. I have never been purposely rude, unless provoked as you will read. I have come to the point where I feel like the character in the 1976 movie “Network” and I want to get up out of my chairs, open the window, stick my head out, and yell, and say it: "I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" My first encounter with a nut-job was in regards to a Craigslist ad I posted late in March;

I have this guy I used to 'Play' with...

...He would get a room at a seedy motel room near theater X in Louisville. I would lay between his legs, his feet, one on each of my shoulders, bent at the knees, allowing me full access to his cock and hole...I would suck his cock and eat and finger his manhole. Unfortunately my 'playmate' moved to Texas and I haven't gotten to do that for a while....Looking for a Discreet good time tonight; Would love to suck and 69 with some nice clean cock… or if you’re really hot, You come, I suck, U blo, U GO!! I am 45, Caucasian, 5'11" 230#, red S&P, goatee 6c, Drug-Disease free, Top. I'm not a model. I'm not a troll either. I'm a very normal, very sane, blend-in kind of guy. you be 35-50 reasonably good looking and reasonably HWP; Latin Arab, middle Eastern uncut blue collar guys and guys looking for good sex and not a model or porn star step to the head of the line; NO games bullshit Stupid Questions or endless emails; replies without face pix will be ignored no exceptions... I'll respond with pic AFTER receiving yours...Please put "CL AD SOUNDS GOOD TO ME" in the subject line or it will be deleted as Craigslist spam.
Yeah, I already know…it is a bit rude. After years of playing this “hookup” game, I’ve become a bit jaded. On the other hand, the method works in real cities tho…Now I didn’t expect much of a reply to this. My area of the boondocks consists mostly of either total trolls or deeply closeted guys however I did receive one reply;


My first reply to this stupidity was “What makes you think I'm not having any luck?"; the idiot replies with this tripe; “Jeff, everyone knows you are not very popular”...Excuse me? “Jeff, everyone knows you are not very popular”? Well…He’s absolutely right about this. I am not very popular among the local fags*. Why? Because I refuse to play the little fag* games...I refuse to buy into bold-faced lies that I am told. I will not cow-tow to pretention. Ever. Period. This area is very small and only a handful of gays here. Most are not true gays, but fags*. This poor fool thinks I don’t know who he is, however he was dumb enough to send his email from his personal email address. I left his name but blocked out the rest. If it is, indeed who I think it is, he runs a Yahoo! Group that I was once in, and will have nothing more to do with. I was interested once, until he told me about being the owner of the group and that ended any possibility of him receiving any kind of sex from me. So…this poor idiot feels the burning need to be nasty to me. How déclassé to feel it’s one’s duty to point this out. I can only assume this fool has no life…and My final thought on the situation? see below...



P.S.:




I really detest the word “Fag"; To me it is tantamount to calling a black person a“N*****", however in this case, it speaks to person's character, and his déclassé acts...

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Finally!

At last! A moment to get away from my ill parent. I have no regrets of taking care of them, yet I need a break. So, on Tuesday , I snuck off to the local park. With her health kind of fragile, I cannot drive to the ABS at this time. The park was awash with the usual trolls; The old guy that likes to show off his big dick, a couple of new old men, ect. I circle a few times and am about to leave when I spot this silver truck at the ramp.  The truck is parked next to the old man with the big dick. Figuring I had missed a hottie, I scope it out anyway, and the occupant is a hot younger guy. By younger, I mean not of retirement age or beyond like the other ‘cruisers'.  I pull into the gravel lot, back in and wait. Soon the truck starts up and begins to back out. he pulls into the gravel lot and passed me, waving. as soon as he's a comfortable distance from me, I begin to follow him up the hill to the main road. He turns left. I turn left. I am thinking that he's leaving altogether. Then the unexpected happens; He pulls into the picnic area, and of course I do too. I back into a space in front of the pavilion directly behind him. Wasting no time, he gets out of his truck…

I now am thinking I have hit gold in this ‘Nursing Home' of a park. The guy is young...maybe 40 if that. hair is buzzed and shows signs of gray around the temples. premature gray I am sure...Gorgeous baby face, covered partially by a pair of Oakley's. He's thin, and a bit shorter than me, jeans and a light jacket, fly unzipped. Yes! I have hit pay dirt. With a very friendly personality and a killer smile, and thick Northern accent, he began the usual awkward, mundane chit-chat;
“Beautiful day!" ( actually last Tuesday was indeed gorgeous...)

“Yes it is, Still a bit cool tho..."

“Yeah...the wind makes it worse..."
We chatted a bit more; He was asking about some of the people. I told him about a few, and he seemed to recognize some of them, indicating to me he's no tourist; he's been here before...At this point I get out of the car, and am standing next to him. he fished around in his fly a couple of times, commenting on how it was still a bit cold...“Is it?" I said, reaching into his fly. “Let's see if it is..." Without hesitation he unbuttoned his Levi's and this came out...


It wasn't cold at all...Lengthy, Skinny, ‘Manscaped' (Balls shaved & pubes neatly trimmed back...), curving to the left...Just as nice as the man to whom it's attached. I massaged it a bit, stroking it to get it hard. It didn't immediately react, mostly because it was chilly. I bent over and took it into my mouth and sucked on it for a bit, forgetting how open and exposed we are. The Corp of engineers offices is about ½ a football field away. It was broad daylight and about 2:P.M. I attempted to gently persuade him to get into his truck or the back seat of my car. He opted to stand by my car door. reluctantly, I agreed, a bit uneasy about a possible indecent exposure charge...

I sat in the driver's seat of the car, and he stood in front of me. I took his semi-hard in my mouth and began servicing him; It immediately stood at full attention and I slid my hand between his legs and up to the warm pucker between his asscheeks. He tried to spread his legs a bit but, since he hadn't dropped trou completely, he was unable to allow me full access. Oh well... he moaned and puffed in fleeting pleasure, coming very quickly. He asked “Do you want me to tell you when I am about to come?" I didn't reply. I was into this hot man and his hot dick. Shortly he announced he was about to come...shooting before he got the whole sentence out. I took every drop and left his cock clean. He zipped up and we chatted a bit. I offered (and he took...) my phone number, assuring me his girlfriend would not find it, and left. I doubt he will call. Oh well... Love is a Long and Slender thing....

Monday, April 4, 2011

April 2011 Centerfold

April Man


Jackson 35 Kentucky

Self-proclaimed “Nasty Redneck Pig", Jackson is a new friend I met via Bear411. Jackson is a wild boy from the hills ‘n hollers of London KY. When asked what his dirty little fantasy would be, Jackson replied; “Two or three brother and/or cousins all taking turns on me and raping me, pissing on me, and filling me full of their cum! Jackson is serious about meeting new friends, or possibly new fuck buddies, open minded and willing to try new things sexually...Enjoy!

Update:




Recently, Jackson has not been online on Bear411 nor answering any texts. Finally I sent one more and he replied, stating that he is now partnered and off the market. Therefore I have removed the link to his email. Sorry guys, this one is taken!