Good things come in big packages: the soap opera of how I sucked 3 guys in 2 hours! What a night! March 31, 2009
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Ok, remember how I blogged about sucking 3 guys in a day a few weeks ago? Well… tonight, when I least expected it, I did it. This is how it happenned. It’s all true. Please let me know when you make a TV series of my life.
It’s 1:17 am and I just can’t believe what happenned. In and out of itself, sucking BMW-driving, Serbian-Lebanese thick-cocked alpha male Amro is quite something. At my age, I did cry after he left a couple months ago. Tonight, however, Amro was number 2 in a series of 3 hot str8 guys I serviced.
Watched a movie last night and took the resolution to go to bed earlier. I’m trying to bank hours at work to be able to take 2 extra weeks vacations… but that’s irrelevant. You don’t come to the garden to read about my work and vacations. A 19yo Moroccan caught me on MSN and talked me into meeting him the next day (today) for a BJ and anal. I agreed for the BJ only. It would be hot to suck a young Italian-Moroccan boy with a thick cock. I tossed and turned in bed probably because I’ve screwed up my internal clock by sleeping at 5 am last Saturday/Sunday. Other than that, the day started normal. I went to work, bought 2 pairs of flip flops, had some meetings, etc. The 19yo guy was supposed to email me and confirm whether he’ll be comming. He didn’t. I came home earlier coz a man I work with gave me a ride. I got a message on the phone but it wasn’t the 19yo. So I said “screw it”, ate, showered, surfed the net and got ready to go to the pool. I also made a hole in my bag to be able to film the lockerroom using my tiny camera! I’m baad.
Like every evening, I went to the pool. Thre latinos got in at 3-4 stop and one of them was super duper sexy. I turned quite a few times to look at him. He realized it, seemed flattered but didn’t care more than that. I couldn’t film him coz he was seated behind me. At the pool, I made some attempts to film the lockerroom but I will have to watch the results. It’s more fun than anything.
The young (Arab?) guy with the thick dick was there. He came in at sensibly the same time as I (21:00 while I usually come in at 20:00 on those days that the free swimming opens at 20:00) but got a lockerroom in a corner, far from me. I took it personal. He swam amateurishly for an hour with very frequent breaks at each end of the pool. He has a divine upper torso (tits), slightly hairy, great nipples. Today, he was wearing thight briefs in the pool, as opposed to his usual loose bermuda shorts. He left the pool 10 minutes before closing and I had the impression he was running away from me. Did he notice that I looked at his thick member with amazement? Did he notice that I sometimes look at him in the pool? When I got in the lockerroom, he was showering in his undies. He then went to the sauna and I followed him. He left and proceeded to shower and then got an individual shower cabin. I really had the distinct impression that he was running away from me, which sucked. I meant to ask him what’s his background is. Oh well… next time.
As mentionned previously, I tried to shoot some video with my hidden camera but there weren’t many interesting guys tonight. The Arab(?) in blue swimsuit who swims in the slow lane was there shortly (still never saw him naked), and then the curly sluty guy came in towards 22:25. I left the pool at 22:30 and caught the bus immediately. Right in the metro, I previewed some of my spy videos. I’m baaad.
I was horny, as usual after the pool so I checked the replies to my ad and wrote to Amro.
1 done, 3 to go: sucked and swallowed Joe the Lebanese March 14, 2009
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Yeah, so I finally sucked Joe. The guy never disappoints but I have to admit, from what he said about being sucked by a guy yesterday, I am getting more and more nervous. I just don’t have any room for mistake. He emailed that he would be here for 14:50 so I was ready by 14:45… but he arrived only at 15:20. A full thirty five minutes of adrenaline, stress and tons of thoughtsof cancelling the whole thing. Now that it’s over (and everything went great as usual), I am relived but I remember 90 minutes ago… I even wrote a note to put on the door “I waited til 15:15 and you didn’t come so I had to leave.” I wanted to never doing it again… instead resorting to suck str8 guys without a blindfold, without the mystery, insinuations, lies… but would it be the same? Would it be pure-breed, perfectly str8, daring and horny men? Sure it’s less stressful and I am definitely more at ease to suck, but then…
So Joe came, he had a new beard that made him look even more masculine, mean and dominant. He showed me on webcamand I could see it through the window when he was walking to my place. Hot. So I took one last sip of water, ran to put chopstick on my lips, redo my hair and stood by the door. He knocked hard, determined as he always is. I waited 5 seconds and unlocked the door, then ran to the room. He waited our agreed 10 seconds, pushed the door and entered. He closed the door, took a few minutes to blindfold himself and called me. I took him by the hand, guided him to the bedroom and he sat on the bed. He took off his coat, shoes and laid back. I covered his face with one of my little tees and we were ready for fun!
Innovation
Ever since I did my blindfold BJ fantasy for the very first time in May 2008 (and it was with him), I mostly did it during the afternoons and evenings. However, winter being what it is, the days were shorter and it was pretty much always dark when he would come. Today, since it’s almost spring and he came much earlier than the usual 20 or 21:00, it was clear in the room (I don’t have light in my bedroom for purpose since it’s only used for sleeping and the occasional laptop net surfing). Knowing his reaction to being sucked by a boy, I decided to lay him on my bed sheets and put my bed cover on his stomach as to provide a third level of protection. He had his airline eye cover, a shirt on his face and now bed sheets on his stomach, making it virtually impossible to get a peak.
So Joe was ready and as soon as he was laying on the bed, he started pulling his pants down. These were black Adidas (I think) sport pants… he was coming straight from the gym and was still smelling fresh shower. So he pulled down his pants; I was no kneeling in front of the bed, between his legs so I helped him take them off. I also looked at his sexy Champion white socks with grey markings for the heels (I find them so masculine). He’s so masculine, all the way to his socks. As we discussed, I would take my time, try to control my nervousness and just generally enjoy licking and sucking the boy. So I didn’t take off his plain blue boxers but the peeing hole was revealing a nice stick. Through the fabric, I could clearly see his hardon. The dick was 90% erect and almost poking out of the boxers. I rubbed it with my left hand, put my nose and smelled his boxers, hmmmm… str8 bone. Paradise.
I had my little photocamera so I was trying to film his crotch the best I could. I have 2GB of video but most of it is my ceiling, as I deposited the device on the bed while I needed both of my hands to give the boy the pleasure he came to get. I still took breaks to film his big nuts, thick cock, hairy legs, socks, shoes. I should remix the video as to keep the interesting footage.
So I took of the boxers and started sucking. I massaged his nuts and sucked on them while jerking his off. I made sure to lick my hand for it not to be too dry. Joe’s uncut thick vainy dick is quite sensitive. I then sucked his balls while jerking him off a little… it’s a hard feast to do, especially when trying not to press one’s” boobs” against the guy’s legs. I sucked and Joe got tensed, his balls too are sensitive. I continued by massaging his nut sack with both of my hands while sucking his dick up and down. I tried to deepthroat the whole thing… no way. Too thick. I took maybe 80-90% of it. I sucked him, massaged the “vain” under his nutsack, gently squeezed his balls, sucked hard, sucked sensually, licked, rubbed his dick with my hand until Joe was ready. He started breathing harder and I could taste precum in my mouth. I continued sucking and he show a powerful blast in my mouth. I continued sucking hard, Joe tensed, moaned slightly. I kept sucking and some of the cum fell from my cocksucker mouth. I noticed it while trying to film his cock. I quickly licked it off, got a nice view of his still hard dick in my video and retired in the bathroom.
There, I spat the cumshot (now mixed with some of my saliva) in my legendary bamboo bowl. I turned off the recording from my cam and waited patiently for Joe’s instructions. He was supposed to take a break, uncover his eyes and call me when he’s ready again. I always play some dumb popular music from the radio when doing this fantasy (I normally listen to classic music, sometimes talk radio but more often than not, my own playlists). So I was listening carefully. I knew he was still there as I could see his shoes on the bedroom floor and his feet/socks hanging out of the bed. After a while, he called me. “You can come back.”
I turned on the recording on my cam and carefully walked in… step by step as to make sure his eyes were covered. They were. After all those times, I am still afraid. His eyes were covered but he didn’t have the bed sheets on his stomach anymore so I put them back on for maximum safety. I kneeled and jumped into his crotch. His cock was semi-limp but still quite thick and massive. I continued sucking. I will spare you the details here. Basically, I enjoyed myself and tried to give Joe some fun. He mouth-fucked me… once shoving his thick cock fucking deep in my throat. I jerked him with bothof my hands and just sucked and sucked. I also admired his cock, played withit, and filmed whenever I could. At one moment, my camera stopped recording (I only have a 2GB memory card) but I’m glad it didn’t beep or anything. He didn’t know I was recording anything. Joe asked me “Are you topless?” as he was feeling my legs withhis legs. He asked that when I come back, that I come back topless but I didn’t do it. I shaved my whole body this morning so I’m pretty smooth but hell, did I want to be touched (even if it’s just with his legs)? What if his legs started touching the “wrong” place and… so no, I was wearing my brand-new jeans. When he asked me that, I couldn’t answer anything (obviously I never talk), I wasn’t topless and he started squeezing me with his powerful legs, so I felt threatened. I just stood up and retired, after perhaps 30 minutes of sucking.
Joe relaxed a bit (maybe he waited for me to come back “topless” but I doubt it) and then got dressed and left. I waited in the bathroom, heard him go down the floors, ran to lock the door, watched him walk down the street and sighted. Ouf, I made it again. It was hot and I was ecstatically relieved. This feeling of “it’s finally over, I made it” is almost the best moment of all.
I loaded the video to my laptop, looked at his webcam capture from this morning and just licked the freshly milked semen from the bowl. Hmmmm. There wasn’t that much in it but it smelled divine. Few things beat this pure sperm odor. I licked it softly, almost sensually while watching Joe’s cock on my screen. I was smelling my sheets that still had his odor and watched his socks on screen and his sexy face (with the new beard) and I licked the semen. I licked it clean and took my fingers and made sure no liquid was left on the bottom. I licked the fingers and cleaned them on my cheeks and lips. I could smell sticky baby-maker milk on my face. It was Joe’s sweet love nectar.
I then started reporting to you on the blog, here. I took a break and went to fix something to eat. I didn’t eat anything since yesterday’s “chocolate” supper. So I was starving but I came back and decided to publish this post then eat a quick bagel.
The grade
It must be the 10th blindfold BJ that I give my dear Joe the Lebanese so who am I to rate him. The repeat performances speak wonders about his dick, masculinity, and general sexiness. But since it wasn’t the biggest load (and he cummed pretty quick), I will give him an 8/10. Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining and it’s still a great score… his sexy socks, homophobic attitude, 100% pure heterosexuality, his thick Lebanese sausage… yummy. You wish you were me, right?
So it’s 17:20, I’m starving and need to hurry. I will eat something and I need to be on MSN for 18:00 to arrange the 25yo latino’s visit tonight. He is so darn cute and his white Calvin Klein tight boxer briefs were totally hot yesterday when I saw them on webcam… can’t wait. I’m less stressed for the cute latino. He isn’t open to get sucked by a boy but I think he’s less homophobic… I don’t think he would get violent. And then there’s French boxer this night. He seems sweet, so smart but he clearly stated he’s str8 but no curious at all.
I will post some pictures and perhaps a little video compilation later tonight or in the next days. Don’t miss it out, subsribe to the blog through RSS (buttons in the upper right corner) or bookmark it.
Catching up… March 14, 2009
Posted by mysexgarden in General, News, Straight Men.Tags: adventures, blindfold BJ, blowjob, cute latino, dick, French boxer, Joe the Lebanese, kinky, mystery BJ, penis, sex, sex life, sexcapades, str8 guys
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I know I haven’t been updating my hot sex garden very often in the last month but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been meeting guys. I promiss you a spring cleaning blitz in March and you will meet some hot new bushes.
Meantime, I woke up at around 10 this morning, lazied in bed and went to cut my hair and shave my body. I showered and started planning my day and month. I realized that Joe the Lebanese, the guy I couldn’t suck yesterday emailed and asked to come for 3pm. Yesterday, it was a 50-50 tie between me and his girlfriend but apparently she cannot so he calls me to the rescue. He came on MSN for a while (he rarely ever does, so I took the opportunity to watch him on webcam for 1 minute). We will do yesterday’s scenario but he also asked me about anal. He wants to blindfold ME and fuck me: “i cant think of a better way to spend a saturday afternoon than to lube up my cock and slide it in ur ass slowly, gradually increasing the speed till im drilling you like a cheap hooker and slapping your buttcheeks”. Hot but I doubt it will happen. I suggested we do the usual scenario (double suck) this afternoon (I will try to film his cock or take pics), then next time, blindfold him and maybe tie his hands, so I can slide a condom on his thick dick and maybe get on it and ride it a bit… then a third time, he fucks me (but the third time will never happen). So he’s comming and I’m getting nervous. I want to clean around my bedroom, wash the floors, fold my clothes and all.
So, I have 3 guys interested for today:
- Joe the Lebanese (circumcized) for 3pm, he will come I’m sure. He’s reliable.
- Then I’m supposed to arrange something with cute latino (uncircumcized) at 6pm (most likely meet him at 7-8pm),
- and then the French boxer (uncircumcized) most likely meet at 10pm.
I will keep you posted. I’m quite nervous and adrenaline-pumped. I still need to clean around and get ready and it’s already 14:20. If I do all 3, it will be my record for one given afternoon. Most I did so far is 2 guys in a day.
Having Lebanese on Friday the 13th March 13, 2009
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It was a colleague’s birthday and we had lunch at a Lebanese restaurant. Food was good, I ate quick. Later in the afternoon, Joe my Lebanese regular messaged about getting sucked tonight. I accepted eagerly, getting all horned up at work. I haven’t seen him in almost a week. Towards the end of the work day, I saw a B727 belonging to the New Jersey Devils landing in Montreal. I realized that a bunch of fit hockey studs are in town, and have nothing to do (the game is only tomorrow evening). It gave me ideas of entertaining million-dollar hockey dicks.
Once I got home, however, I started getting adrenalinous and realized that the Lebanese food was upsetting my stomach a bit. I was feeling nauseous and decided, with some sadness, to cancel my rendez-vous with Joe scheduled for 20:30. He was supposed to come, get my trademark blindfold BJ, cum in my mouth and shiver from pleasure as I suck the last drops from his very thick dick (he gets so sensitive after I make him cum). I would then retire, enjoy his semen in my mouth, he would take off the blindfold, relax a bit and call me back when he’s ready for a second serving. I intended to take my time this time and really enjoy rubbing, admiring, caressing, licking, sucking and eating his body. It sucks that it didn’t happen… oh well, next time.
To be sure, I started feeling better at around 22:00 but it was too late then. I offered him an alternate plan, to arrange a friend to suck him off. He seemed curious and asked if it would happen at my place. Then I made it clear that it would be a boy sucking him off and he went angry and felt insulted. It kinda turned me on, seeing how 100% str8 and homopobic he is… but at the same time, it scared me. Gawd… by this time, having sucked him 10 times, I though he might have hinted. Apparently not. I’m playing with fire and that’s why I’m always so nervous doing this scenario.
I spent the night lazying on my laptop, contacting Michael B, a hot 22yo str8ie whom I’m trying to convince to play. He replied to online ads (including one of mine) but when I contacted him offering to hang out he pretended to be busy. However, in my other MSN account, he was saying he is ready to meet (girl). He bullshits me and I realize it, but he has a perfect Arabic cock, sexy abs, and he did call me once (cool, friendly accent/voice) and let me watch him jerk off and cum on our first MSN meeting… so I still have hope. He insists to have a girl present for us to play. Time will tell.
I also posted some ads and got a French intellectual boxer with a hot body and a very hot and cute 25yo latino. I chatted with and watched the latino on webcam for a good part of the night. He was being so prudish (refusing to show his torso, boxers, cock) all the while telling me how he hired a 35yo prostitute in Geneva when he was only 17 or when he went clubbing with his highschool teacher and fucked her 10 times. He says he likes adventure and we may well meet tomorrow and have some fun.
99 reasons why I prefer sex with str8 men – Reason 1: Raw Masculinity February 22, 2009
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For those of you who are familiar with my sex reality blog, you already know that so far in my life, I have only had sexual encounters with heterosexual guys. It’s clear in my head that I want nothing to do with the vast majority of gay guys and my sexual desire is chiefly geared toward the pussy-loving kind. Whenever I admit that, however, most people give me the puzzled look; the reactions range from incredulity to advices on accepting my own sexual orientation to plain admitted jealousy. Oh silly them!
This is the first installment of my informative series on desire for heterosexual guys. In the months to come, I will try to explain why I only go for str8 guys who, in theory, don’t give a darn about me. I am well aware that the “str8 guy” fantasy has become quite popular in porn recently and quite a few gay guys prefer to have sexual encounters with “heterosexual guys” whatever that means; in no way do I claim to be special or unique here but my preference precedes that fad. I just never had an attraction to gay guys. Read on to find out why I prefer those who play for the other team!
Reason One: Raw Masculinity vs Fakers, Metrosexuals, Fashion Victims and Gym Queens
Let’s start with the fairly obvious that’s not so obvious after all. I like a man to be… manly. Whenever I mention that, the boring gay advocates run their predictable 1980s tapes and inevitably serve me their official response that always goes among those same lines: “wake up, there are very masculine gay guys, come on”. Usually, those people refer me to the muscular guys that populate gay parades or the odd gay blue collar worker. This allows me to clear up one thing: my definition of masculinity.
I know a “real man” when I see one. It would be very difficult to make up a list of characteristics or requirements for a person to be considered a man. One thing is absolutely certain in my mind (and it’s far from obvious to most gay guys that I have encountered), for me, masculinity is not limited to the superficial physique. Being a man is an attitude, a way of life, a way of thinking, a way of walking, a way of seeing life, a way of winning, a way of dressing. Sure the gym queens have impressive muscles. Some of them could *almost* fool me… and then they open their mouths, and then they start walking, and then they express their views, and then they spend hours falling in love with themselves. But I don’t mind because, by then, I had time to run far, far away!
“Well if they have sex with you, they’re not so str8!”
“You’re after str8 guys because you’re in denial yourself… quit that self-hate. Gay is ok, you know.”
“How do you know they’re even str8?”
“Damn, how do you do that? Can I suck with you or at least watch?”
While most gay guys stop at impressive six-pack abs, my sophisticated psyche dwells further. Don’t hate me, I can’t help it. I was born that way! Physically, I like really masculine men. I like guys who have self-confidence, internal locus of control, high sex drive, who are assuming, powerful, daring go-getters, who do not apologize for living. This is all very nice and sweet but let’s look at a real-life example.
Cristiano Ronaldo, a case in point
The guy is an accomplished soccer player, the guy is exotic-looking, the guy has acne (=high hormones and sexual drive), the guy has sexy abs and strong legs, the guy has money. That’s the definition of an ideal man, right? And then you look at him like this… eugh!

Thanks sweetie-pie for helping me make a point. Now go back to the tanning parlor. You don’t want to look like a sick ghost in Hollywood. Nasty.

Many gay guys I’ve seen look more manly than THAT. I like men, not dolls.
Of fashion and penis-squeezing underwear
Str8 men are independent and strong-headed. Homosexuals and metrosexual fashion victims: NOT MASCULINE, no matter if “officially” str8. As mentioned above, real men lead or at least do what they want; fashion victims are, by definition, insecure and passive followers of other people’s dictates. Becoming a looser to something as superficial and fake as fashion (incidentally created by fags) takes away all masculinity, liberty and admiration a man could have in my eyes. To me, a man looks more masculine in thorn gray Hanes briefs than in those fancy, uber-tight, rainbow-colored-and-too-short undies. To me, a man has a penis (didn’t think I would ever have to specify that) and a penis needs space. What’s with those underwear that try to squeeze dicks into becoming tiny clits? Is that another attempt to make guys even more feminine? Just look at the ad below and you’ll know what I mean. Poor “guys”. They may well have tiny Asian dickies but even they are grasping for air and suffering from being squeezed into girlie baby undies. NOT SEXY, EVEN LESS MANLY!


Mirror, mirror on the wall, am I the faggiest of them all?
Real men are too busy doing things and enjoying masculine activities to stop and fall in love with themselves. Self-conscious guys who think that they are beautiful just stop being masculine in my eyes. Guys who think they’re all that just lose their natural, raw charm and therefore all their power of attraction. That’s why most male models just leave me very cold. They look so fake or just have this bland traditional beauty to them and that is feminine. To me, careless jocks who aren’t afraid to get dirty, who sometimes get hurt and injured don’t have time to play pretty dolls. That’s their girls’ job. Besides, is there anything sexier than sweaty jocks, dirty soccer socks, locker rooms? I just don’t get that thrilled by spas, hairdressers, laser hair removal and department stores, sorry. So those obsessed with hiding their raw side, striving to eliminate their masculine features, and adopting petty feminine behavior (surgery, changing hair color, earrings, perfume abuse)… no thanks!

More famous examples, please!
While a strong physique, a proactive and dominant attitude in life and involvement in criminal (latino gang members, mafia boys), extreme (wrestlers, daredevils, risk-takers), dangerous (firemen), heroic (military men) or athletic activities (hockey players) is sure to earn guys major brownie points, these points are quickly lost when frivolous behavior or feminine attitudes exist. No matter how masculine, how heterosexual or how athletic,
- a sexy Italian mafia boy who kills competitors by night (wow, daring, sexy, courageous = +80 points) and spends his days at a tanning salon (eugh, nasty -90 points) = not manly
- publicity-seeking (-40) cutiepie (+20) hockey player (+80) José Theodore who follows fashion trends (-30), wears an earring (-20) and is involved with Paris Hilton (-60) = not manly
- tough football players (+80) who like to get ass-fucked (with dildos, strap-ons, or by guys: -100) = not manly
On the other hand, despite their seemingly unfavorable start 
- hockey-playing (+80) Belorussian Kostitsyn brothers became involved with a dope-dealing criminal who provided them with whores to empty their balls (hot, +80)… they may not be so pretty (-40) or wear the latest designer sunshades but hell, they sure are men and that’s how I like them! They play hard, they dare, they get going, they risk, they try kinky things. That’s precisely the kind of men I admire, desire and… pleasure.
- hot, hung (+40) str8, married (and father of 2) guy (+40) and gay-for-pay pornstar (-50) gone killer (+60) Marcus Allen
- sexy young (18yo I think, +50) bad boy (+40) from a small town in Quebec, Canada who, along with a buddy, broke into an elderly lady’s house, stole her belongings and raped her… talk about courage, thrills and kinkiness (+90)
- although young and girlie-faced (-35), Jonathan Roy is still very masculine because of his hockey playing, athletic body and aggressiveness on the ice rink (+90)

And what about Michael Phelps?
Quick analysis of the raw masculinity of the swimmer.
The masculine:
- is remarkably tall, muscular, sporty, and disciplined (+50)
- has lots of natural charm and is raw & “normal looking” (+40)
- is strong-headed and can be stubborn (+20)
- is an accomplished, talented gold medal machine (+50)
- is courageous, expressive, physical and has drive (+40)
- is wealthy (+20)
- dresses casual, normal (+40)
- acts masculine (+40)
- has a definite sense of humor (+10)
- is humble and not overly self-conscious (+40)
- is independent and able to be alone (+10)
- is evasive about his love/sex life… doesn’t deny, doesn’t confirm it… doesn’t lie, but doesn’t reveal anything either… that’s kinda strong given today’s inquisitive and star-struck society (+10)
- parties, drinks, drives, does dope and makes stupid mistakes (+40)
- does superbly well for an “absent father” case; may be gay but generally has a jock-next-door appearance and attitude (+40)
The feminine:
- is very obedient, disciplined (mother, coach, sponsors, etc.) (-40)
- apologizes for being young and wild (or not obedient) (-60)
- is a mommy’s boy (which is cute but you know…) (-20)
Masculine (+450) + Feminine (-120) =330
Verdict: Definitely Raw Masculinity. Michael Phelps’ style, relaxed attitude and jocky character reminds me of Rob, a str8 guy I sucked a few times. But being a champ, a young success story, he would probably qualify as one of the rare masculine gay guys I could become enamored with. So it’s definitely a special case.
In short, it’s not as obvious to be a man as it may first seem. Although very few gay guys can fit my definition of masculinity, str8 guys do not automatically qualify. If anything, I am a doll so when it comes to sex, I’m not looking for a sister, shopping partner or guys who look and act more feminine than I can. I’m looking to mate with real men (both physically and psychologically), guys who are active, courageous and exhibit masculine qualities such as physical strength and strength of character, independence, success and accomplishment. It is these raw, careless kinds of winners that get me wet, that’s all.
Next week: The second reason why I only have sex with heterosexual guys.
Bush is dead, long live my Sex Bushes! January 17, 2009
Posted by mysexgarden in Event, Fantasy, General, Ideas.Tags: BJ, blog, Bush, bushes, business trip, discreet, discreet encounters, encounters, free sex, fun, get laid, nympho, sex garden, sex reality, str8 guys, tourist, visiting Montreal
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Hey guys,
Woke up on this cold Saturday morning with a little headache. Slept in a but until 11 am; masturbated a couple of times in my bed, daydreamed and here I am.
Visiting Montreal? Wanna plant your seed in me (or my garden)?
I just had an idea! Yes, sexy nymphs have flashes too! OK, I’m anything but short of hot guys to play with but why not meet and play with a kinky reader who would visit me in Montreal, Canada. I know, I know, my sex garden is visited by 50 people a day and most are probably shocked by the things I write and do… but you know, as the site grows, as I get some regular readership, I think it would be cool to do.
Instead of the regular sources of males: street, events, public transport, craigslist, MSN, referrals, parks, and so on… why not pick a hot guy who knows about me, who’s been reading about my skills, following (and most likely enjoying) my adventures with guys? Why not meet him while he’s in Montreal (living or visiting) and have some clean fun! That could be cool, don’t you think?
Wanna know what you’ve been missing? Wanna experience one of the best BJs a guy can receive? Wanna read my take on our fling? (Most guys don’t know I have a sex garden.) Wanna see me? Think you’re a hottie? A good fucker? On a visit, horny and alone in Montreal?
My criteria would be:
- sexy, fit, sporty male
- very masculine
- handsome
- don’t have age limits but most likely under 40
- real str8 men (or bisexual but very masculine and really pussy-loving)
- no guys into sucking cock or getting fucked
- NO GAY GUYS, thank you!
- clean (and disease-free of course)
- preferably non-smoker
- preferably circumcised
- kinky, horny, and willing
- big cock (8+) = bonus
- bad boy = bonus
- firemen, policemen, military, skaters, thugs = priority
- part of my “projects” section = bonus
What do you think? Let me know! Comment here or write to the address after the dash: removethis-myhotsexgarden@hotmail.com
Who knows… maybe we’ll play together soon!



