Gloryhole Chris

Here's an email from a man called Chris (that's his ass, above). In his message he reminisces about a formative experience he had with a gloryhole aged 14. Gloryholes are a subject dear to my heart. The first cock I ever sucked was through a gloryhole when I was 13, and it fed me my first load (well, first load from another cock - I'd been eating my own for a while back then when I was flexible enough to give myself a half-decent blowjob). Britain's subsequent obsession with CCTV security cameras has almost wiped out cottaging here, which I guess has been superceded by online hook-ups - but there's no substitute for a busy gloryhole and I would support any efforts to bring them back!

Chris attached pics but doesn't want his face to be shown, so here's a couple of shots of his very fuckable furry ass, and another showing his sweet cock-sucking cum-swallowing mouth. Who wouldn't want those pretty lips wrapped around their shaft?

Here's Chris's story:

Have been chatting with some kid on thingbox after I posted to a forum
about my love of cum and wanting to go on a gloryhole hunt with a
fellow hungry bottom. Brought me back to my first gloryhole
experience, when I was 14, back in 1989. A lay-by in Cheltenham, near
my old school's sports ground. I'd heard from the other kids that guys
went there and so sneaked out one morning at five to find out for
myself. I saw a big eighteen wheeler parked nearby, but thought
nothing of it. Inside it was old and scuzzy. A communal urinal area
and then two stalls. The air was dense with that heavy smell of piss,
which got me leaking pre-cum straight away. I went into the first
stall. Shut the door. And sat down. The left wall was a mosaic of
graffiti. Doodles of cocks and pussies. Guys blowing their load. Asses
being stretched. Numbers. Couples. Singles. All after one thing: cock
and cum. It was a sex wall. And in the middle was the hole, rough
edges, but large enough for a cock. I peered through. The other stall
was empty, but my heart was pounding. The smell of piss. All the
hunger for sex scrawled everywhere. My cock was raging. Begging me to
touch it. Then I heard someone enter. Fuck. The truck. My heart was in
my throat. I heard noises. I was freaking out that my little morning
trip could be discovered. But my cock was still erect. The think was I
wanted to be found. I wanted some cock so badly. Eventually the noises
faded. The guy left, maybe just some early morning walker taking a
piss. At 14 I was too naive to understand the etiquette of g-holes and
I was gutted. But still so damn horny. So I pulled down my tracksuit
bottoms and I just jerked myself off there and then surrounded by sex
and dirt and sleaze, blowing my wad all over the sex wall and the
floor.

Gloryholes have always held a powerful sway over me since.

Chris
x

Eddie Black 1979-2009

Eddie Black is one of the hottest, nicest, funniest men that I've been lucky enough to point a camera at, so I'm very sad to report that he passed away last year, aged just 29. Since his first appearance he's been a fan favourite, and this message is partly for all those who've taken the time to send emails asking for more scenes with him in future - I wish there could be, he really was a pleasure to shoot with. His family have chosen not to give out details about his death, but the last time I spoke to him he sounded cheerful and well, and I'm hoping that's how he spent the rest of his last summer.

My favourite memory of Eddie is from when we were first shooting together. He'd never been in a porn video and I'd never made one. We were both excited by the adventure. On his first shoot I paid him with a cheque in an envelope with his "porn name" written neatly on the outside. He told me afterwards that he'd held on to the scrappy envelope as a keepsake of his first step in a new chapter. At the time I thought that was rather touching, although looking back and remembering that Eddie had a pretty dry sense of humour, I think he was probably joking at my expense - round that time I was so obsessed with the cult of TIM that I'd have treasured the fluff out of Paul Morris's belly button given half the chance. Either way, I love the idea of Eddie keeping that envelope and, whether he was kidding or not, it's certainly true that he got a real kick out of making the videos and being seen by others in his prime, doing something he loved.

Before I made porn I used to pass hot guys in the street and wish very hard that I could follow them wherever they were going and video them having sex. Eddie - you were exactly one of those smoking hot guys, and I'm so glad you let me! Missing you already stud.

Jessy Karson twitters

Treasure Island Media exclusive Jessy Karson is currently the most prolific tweeter that I'm following on twitter. If you want to keep up with his day to day adventures (judging by recent tweets his existence consists chiefly of weed, wine, and wii, interspersed with copious amounts of sex) then his profile is: http://twitter.com/jessykarson

And if you haven't already seen him in action, you can catch him in all his ass-wrecking dick-of-death glory here in The 1000 Load Fuck. (stills below)

Me in Sweden last year.

Here's a random picture of me in Sweden last year (I'm in the hat). Click on it for full size if you want to scrutinise.

We were presenting our artwork in a gallery, this was the opening night, and there was a pretty big crowd of art world types in a semi-circle around us, although they're not visible in this shot.

I was playing it cool, pretending to listen to Pete talking about his work, whilst nervously wondering what to say about my own because everyone there knew that my video (of guys fucking on Hampstead Heath) had been removed from the show because of fears about local school kids being traumatised, or some such trifling matter.

Anyway, just a bit of extra-curricular non-porn life. Cock related broadcast will be resumed in the following post...

Josh the cocksucker

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