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What does PRIDE mean to you?

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I was in Madrid for pride last weekend, and for the majority of gays that had come into the city it meant engaging in friends, sex, drugs and dance parties. I began the weekend pretty indifferent to my surroundings, I had a friend who actually wanted to leave the city because he was struggling with some personal issues that made him want to shy away from the social expectations and craziness that was about to sweep Madrid. I was happy to go somewhere else with him. I personally had had a rollercoaster of a time over the last year and half that has left me feeling displaced and figuring out what my plan B is after my plan A had severely crashed and burned.

As far as being in town for sex, I would describe sex during pride like a sushi-train.  You have a plethora of every kind of guy you could wish for coming around on an ever-turning conveyer-belt and if you don’t grab that guy right there and then, the likelihood of him coming back around was highly, to down-right unlikely.  Even trying to hook up with a guy had the potential of failing as the time between logging onto an App, swapping numbers, if you even bothered doing that, and getting him to you or you to where he was, had so many potential interfering factors that the hook up could never happen.

Then we’re left with the drugs and dance parties. As far as the drugs go – check out my long over-due VLOG on chem sex dropping next week at my social media and you will see that I have had no shortage of opportunities to use drugs during Covid which became one long extended chem-sex session for many gays, with substance abuse increasing exponentially. I personally am finally enjoying extended sobriety and trying not to use as much as I have been in the past so there was no real attraction for me going to group sessions and getting high and even less to going to one of the two dance parties which I couldn’t give two fucks about. So, I was ready to boycott pride…

But then my mate did a complete turn around and we decided to participate in Pride, so we stayed in Madrid. I had spent the week working non-stop (editing, website, world domination stuff, the usual) and come Friday night I stayed in and bonded with my house mate over one of my all time favourite films, Scott Pilgrim Vs the World. Come Saturday night I decided, we, me and my house mate, now that we had become new besties, should go out for drink in Chueca to get a slice of the Pride that was exploding in the city. It was everything I thought it would be – complete chaos. We walked around for a few hours and that was all I needed. It was fun just walking around the circus that was unfolding around us, alloying myself to get swept up in that ecstatic energy.

I had been talking to a pup on Grindr during the week and there was something about him that just made him stand out from all the other guys who had messaged me. I will always be attracted to anyone who stands out in the crowd because of the way he looks, he presents himself, his attitude or the way he interacts with me. Besides being unbelievably handsome/sexy/cute he seemed absolutely content in simply meeting with me and not playing games. And was really easy to talk too. So I told him Iets meet that night. But he was at the WE Party and wouldn’t be back in town till 3, 4am or even after. He was eager to meet then but I knew not to hold him to that, as the number of possible things that could interfere with this said plan was infinite. So, I went online to see if there was anyone around that I could go play with to fill in the time to see if I would eventually meet the pup later or not.

I ended up at a guy’s Airbnb and though we had a shaky start due to him taking a little too much G (I think) because he was anxious to meet me, as he was, which I didn’t know at the time or before getting there, a fan of mine. Anyway, he finally settled down and we ended up fucking and it was quite gentle. Slightly nurturing even, I guess because I was conscious of him just being sick and also because there was a slightly effeminate nature to him. Which brings out a gentler side to me, as if I was fucking a girl. Also, I could tell he struggled a little taking my huge cock which kind of turned me on more but also made me ease myself into him, slowly opening him up before allowing myself to drill into him deep and hard. He came and the timing was perfect as the pup had just messaged saying he was heading back to town from the party. I started putting my clothes back on. We had spoken during fucking, so I now knew that he was a fan but what he did next was very unexpected.

As I was putting my shoes on, he knelt down in front of me and started placing a necklace around my neck. I asked him what he was doing? And he explained he came from a place he couldn’t be openly gay but that I had played a part in him accepting who he was even though he had to hide it to those around him, I had played a part in helping him accepting it within himself. He described it as finding his wings to fly free, or some shit like that. On the chain he placed around my neck was one single wing pendant. Of course, I repeatedly asked him if he was sure he wanted to give me his chain and each and every time he was adamant that he wanted me to have it.

It was normally not a piece of jewellery I would wear but I was pretty FKIN moved by what it represented and that he wanted me to have it. I straight away fell in love with what it represented. And this moment that I shared with a complete stranger that I knew I most likely would never see or talk to again. We hadn’t swapped numbers or even exchanged names. (Though he obviously knew my name.) I have always been greatly inspired and moved by the positive effect of what I do or who I am when it has a positive effect on others. I’m not going to say it’s not great to be globally adored and worshipped but 1000 guys telling me how hot I am and how much they would love my cock in them would never compare to a single guy who tells me I inspired him to accept his sexuality or a certain fetish or not be ashamed of being different to the normal stock standard gay stereotype.

If I ever played any kind of part however small or big in some one finding pride in themselves that is FKIN priceless and makes everything I have fought for or tried to represent worth it. It is the greatest inspiration for me to continue being me and doing what I do, and I couldn’t be more pride full. In that one small gesture I was shown what pride meant to me.

Oh… and I did end up meeting that pup and spending an awesome weekend with him.


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a short story about bestial sexuality by AARON KEYES. The sequel to THE FARM.


The new farm is quite a step up from the last one. I had it especially built with the ability of the Beast in mind, designed for him to inseminate and mind break would be alphas, this place would become the new breeding ground for him I had decided.

On one wall we had stocks and pipes, all with large empty jars suspended next to them with hoses and mouth feeders. On the other where the pens, fresh hay all laid down and udder milkers all lined up.

Jordan was the first to be led into the new stalls, his shorter stature made his heavy swaying udders almost brush the ground and he came in, lead on a leash attached to a nose ring driven through his snorting nose, his biceps flexing as he took in the clean new smell of the place. He was led to his new pen and leashed to the wall, a pipe leaking pure raw protein was then turned on which he started suckling at immediately.

The next to be brought in was a toned young guy, blindfolded and whimpering he was stripped naked with a shock collar around his neck and a hood over his face. Being led on a leash he was taken past Jordan who turned and sniffed at him as he went past his pen and led into his own next to Jordan’s, where he was de-hooded and leashed to the wall. His nervous cries started to excite and arouse Jordan whose long heavy cock began to swell and leak pre-cum. A faint whiff of it reaching Nathan who freaked out and begged to be released.

Next came two guys, similarly hooded and collard as Nathan was, they were fighters though and they pulled and yanked at their leashes, to such an extent they were shocked via their collars to near black out. The muscles on their lean tight body’s straining as the electric current ripped through them. Seeing and smelling this, Jordan’s already engorged cock reached its peak, throbbing angry red as he gripped it and jerked himself off grunting like the muscle animal he was, one hand pumping away and with his other pinching hard on his nipples causing a spray of milk to hit the ground and splash onto the hoods of the struggling brothers.

Both ranting and raving they were led into their pens and forced down onto their knees where their hands were shackled to the floor with short metal chains, their legs locked into spreader bars, perfectly exposing their straight pink male holes and their limp frightened cocks, both where well-endowed but oddly the younger brother Noah seemed to have the fullest knob.

With the latest livestock unloaded and penned up for the night Jordan is placed under the milking pumps and hoses are attached to his massive milky pecks and he snorts in pleasure as he’s drained. After the Beast had seeded him and made him his favoured breeding stock, Jordan had enjoyed untold gallons of the god seed the Beast produced, making his body almost painfully swollen with muscle. As litre after litre of Jordan’s milk is pumped out and collected into the tank his leaking cock doesn’t go unattended either.

Another pump is placed on his raging hard red knob as his tong lolls out the side of his mouth and he grunts with a dumb pleasured grin. His muscles twitching involuntarily as his balls throb and pulse. Then with a sigh he collapses as the flood of his seed is sucked and pumped out of him. With his pec tits empty the udders are taken off and he’s fed some more protein before he lays himself down to rest, panting and content.

After a while of yelling and thrashing against their chains and leashes, the brothers, Noah and Liam finally quietened down. These two will be tricky to break but the method and means are there. Nathan is the next one that needs to be used and it’s decided it’s time that the Beast is shown his new, fresh and unseeded cunts. At a pen far down the end of the milking sheds is a big steel door, the slats to let in fresh air are opened and a strong stench of stale sweat pours through the holes and drowns the pens. Once this thick smell starts to settle the scent of new fuck holes wafts back into the Beats pen and Rogan’s nostrils flair as he sniffs the air and a brutal grin spreads wide across his face.

With the scent of Nathan in his nose Rogan stomps over to his pen and finds the boys lean dark teenage body just to his liking. Nathan quivers and whimpers as the Beast sniffs around Nathan’s hole. Without thinking Nathan kicks out at the titanic hulking mound of muscle-clad god beast, his soft foot bounces of Rogan’s chest and barley even registers as the Beast grabs a handful of the soft hair from the boy’s head dragging Nathan to a standing position. Nathan’s head reaches just shy of the middle of Beast’s chest, squarely in line with his two juicy nipples that are starting him in the face. With one hand fully enclosing Nathan’s head the boy is pushed onto a nipple, he struggles to resist at first, his whimpers muffled into a milk leaking nipple.

With the other hand, and uncharacteristically gentle of him, the Beast eases one thick finger, easily as big as Nathan’s own cock, up into the captured straight boy. There is a little resistance at first but after some teasing all the finger slides in. Nathan’s peachy brown boy ass is cupped in one massive hand with a finger deep in him and he can’t help but moan like a whore and yelp. With the yelp the Beast knows he has him and he forces Nathan’s gaping mouth harder onto the muscle milk leaking nipple the boy starts to suckle. Gradually his eyes glaze over, and he bounces unconsciously on the massive meaty finger inside him, drinking more and more milk until his smooth toned abs are now distended and his belly is swollen with muscle god milk.

With Nathan now mindless and suckling, Jordan is released from his own pen and comes around to face his alpha Rogan, the two muscle creatures greeting each other. The Beast pulls his boy cunt wet finger out of Nathan allowing him to flop to the ground, his milk filled belly swaying as he kneels there on all fours. The Beast turns round to greet his favoured breeding partner, Jordan who instinctively sinks to all fours and turns around, massive thick ass to Rogan showing off his clenching and unclenching hole, hands made into fists he shakes his thick ass for Beast to see.

Wasting no time and with the cock of godhood already throbbing, pulsating and veins throbbing for Jordan to see and savour the Beast grapples and pumps his cock so deep into Jordan’s guts that Jordan is forced to the ground winded, his pecks pushed hard into the ground. The Beast bites the back of Jordan’s neck to assert all the dominance and force of his power over his breeding stock, Jordan’s cunt squeezes on to the cock fucking his insides to pulp with pleasure and the Beast pumps the boy relentlessly, his muscles inflating even bigger as testosterone flows through them, working up a sweat for Jordan to lick off like the submissive cow he is.

Such is the smell of the raw sweat, muscle milk, ripe cock and pits and pre cum in the air the two brothers cocks unintentionally start to twitch, both of them look over at each other as the smell of the Beast and Jordan overwhelms them. Noah’s teen cock starts to swell and grow. “WTF?”, thinks Liam as he looks into his brothers frightened eye’s and realises his brother’s fear comes from seeing his older brother so turned on by his little brothers fear that his cock is already rock hard.

Jordan’s tight muscle hole flexing and un-flexing around Beast’s shaft was driving Rogan to more and more pleasure. With a thick meaty tongue lolling out the side of his mouth, holding himself up on his flexed arms, fists punched firmly into the ground to withstand the powerful smashes, Jordan had his whole muscle Demi-God flex on show. The huge cock inside him was sending his body into overdrive and his swaying peck tits sprayed milk in every direction, swaying under him and hitting the Beast’s now burning hot gargantuan balls. As Jordan’s peck milk ran down Beasts balls it was the final tease the alpha could take and with a guttural growl into his bitches’ ear, he unloads a flood of God-seed directly into Jordan’s stomach, at the same time Jordan’s still heavy muscle cock sprayed so hard it shot him in the face drenching his hard jawline and mouth.

Leaving Jordan’s cum filled body panting on the floor Rogan pads around to the brothers, trailing ropes of his potent muscle-God cum from his cock. The Beast stops and looks at the two brothers chained next to each other, the little one with a big swaying cock already drooling pre cum and the slightly bigger one fixated on looking at it, the Beast smirks and takes up position behind the older brother. Liam shakes and thrashes against his chains again making his tight muscle butt and body flex to the pleasure of the Beast. With an open-handed slap to the back of the head that leaves Liam stunned the Beast plunges his still cum soaked cock covered in Jordan’s ass juice into the tight waiting hole, a scream of pain as the cock, bigger and thicker than any horses pushes up into the virgin cunt, moving Liam’s insides to fit it.

Noah looks on as his brother is fucked into submission, the animal grunts of the Beast coinciding with the winded gasps and grunts coming from his older brother who he can see is slowly starting to black out as drool starts to leak from the side of his mouth as his eyes glaze over. Noah’s cock starts to twitch in time with each gut churning pump the Beast pushes into Liam and the Beast notices this and reaches over to pull Noah chains to drag his cock inches away from his mind broken older brother. Not even breaking his rhythm the Beast gives Noah’s chains one last pull and his teenage cock is forced into his older brother’s mouth.

The teens cock is surprising big as it throbs in Liam’s mouth, rivers of pre-cum flow down his older brother’s throat to add to the massive pool of it already formed from the overflow being pumped into him by the Beast. Liam’s belly has swollen with all those juices in him, and his nipples leak slowly as he’s filled. With a final grunt the Beast empty’s the inseminating load into the older brother. Now heavily impregnated by the Beast, Liam’s cock spurts a pathetic load onto the floor. Noah’s own load is painted all through his older brother’s throat and as he pulls his softening cock out the Beast stands over him. Ropes of the seed just unleashed into his older brother now drenching his tight body as Rogan sprays Noah with the last of his Godly spunk and the teen laps it of his own body, eyes glazed as the thick potent spooge alters his body and mind. He goes around and gets his older brother back up onto all fours and begins to suckle on his now enlarging nipples and gently caresses his cock.

Spent for the moment, Rogan stomps back to his pen stopping to taste some of Jordan’s milk before collapsing into a deep slumber on his back, with a Jordan milk moustache and body heat visibly radiating off his slowly deflating godly-monstrous cock…






FLUFF’S POEM the music

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Anyone who follows my Blog knows music plays a HUGE part in the soundtrack to my life. Fluffy used to always say he would know how I was feeling through the music I would play. Like most of the things I do, Fluff’s poem was filled with in-jokes and moments in our relationship, that though would read like a normal line in the poem, only he and I would know the true meaning. I also find songs spark my creativity, for example Between Two Worlds was playing when I started writing his poem and is heavily referenced. Also Janet Jackson’s Pleasure Principle was a big song in our relationship that represented one of our lowest and highest moments. It’s also my fav JJ song and subjected that poor boy to it repeatedly. And lastly I mention Hilary Duff, she has a lyric in her song Stranger which resonates greatly in how I try to approach my relationships and have blogged about before.

Why the fuck you wanna read or hear these song fuck knows, why do I share any or all the shit I do with you guys… I know some of you empathize with me, some of you like seeing this human side to the animal fuck hole destroyer and some of you probably don’t even read this shit and wait for the next cock pick or video. But anyway here are the 3 songs that was the soundtrack to that poem.

I’m sorry I couldn’t do this for you Fluff.


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Of in the distance there’s a beautiful boy who’s broken

I am no longer the boy Tristan 

But I am not yet the man Rogan

I can finally write that poem you wanted when we were together 

Too late as always 

Too slow

When do I start paying attention 

All I know is I don’t know anything 

You challenged me to be a better man

You see things through your eyes no one else can

I saw this and it scared the fuck outta me

I knew this and I tried to allow it to make me 

The man you needed me to be

The man I wanted to be 

Is it easier that I cut you out 

Did I do you a favour 

Was I a lesson learnt

Will I be a fucked up memory 

A regret

A trigger 

A scar

Do you hate me now 

Have we fallen that far

Of in the distance a grown man is crying 

He’s not who he was and he’s not who he wants to be

Why couldn’t I write you a fucking poem

Pain inspires creativity

Or am I just repeating Skippy

Why did I struggle with honesty 

When I stand for truth

Why does this world make us so ashamed of who we are 

I don’t want to talk about it

It’s my first reaction

I never realised how much growing up had damaged me

Why did I hesitate to say I love you 

Why do I use distractions 

Is my career just an excuse for validations

I left us stranded between two worlds 

You left me with no other choice

The things you did were so fucked up and terrible 

The pain was so hard and unbearable

But still I want to find you and cuddle you 

I know you don’t have anyone 

And it kills me

I was older so I should have known better 

Why did I allow us to get so high

Even Hilary Duff couldn’t teach me 

Of what a relationship is meant to be

We were meant to be the cheeky girls

But you were right

I know

You know

I don’t know

No one knows

I wasn’t there to feature your insecurities 

You just wanted me to love you

I have never had the the purest joy and the cruelest pain

I never thought I would find another perfect man for me and fuck it up again

When did it become insane  

Why did you keep accusing me of those things 

Why did your mind turn you against me

I can’t defend myself from demons

It’s true we build our lives on fantasies 

I know you have the most beautiful eyes

I know you have the most genuine smile

I know your mind works differently to everyone else 

Its not a disability

People won’t understand you and that’s the crime

After all the pain we’ve been through 

After all you put me through 

You will always be my pleasure principle 

Of in the distance I wonder if a beautiful boy will read his poem

I’m not who I was and I don’t have a fucking clue where I’m going


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The other day my mate was HIV shammed. This was made extremely worse cause it was his family which is going to hurt regardless of the facts. But the facts are if someone is HIV shamming you they are ignorant, stupid or vicious. You have nothing to be ashamed about. You might think it is easy for a negative person to say this, but trust me I have been HIV shammed, regardless of my status, constantly since I allowed myself to be judged on a public arena. And though I don’t know what it is like to have HIV I know many people who do and I know all too well what shame feels like. I have been made to feel ashamed of my skin colour, my voice, my dick size (this one seems so stupid now, especially cause it was self caused!) and my sexuality.

Remember NO ONE CAN SHAME YOU UNLESS YOU ARE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF! Life isn’t easy and the truth can be harder. But I believe to truly live is to find your truth, accept it, live it and love it. We are conditioned to feel bad about loving ourselves which is ridiculous and if more people love themselves they wouldn’t be hating on others. So please find love for yourself and STOP SELF SHAMMING!

image was a photograph I made for the Thorne Harbour Health (formerly Victorian AIDS Council) exhibition feat my mate Dingo.

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