<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765</id><updated>2011-11-26T18:28:59.650-06:00</updated><category term='Ty'/><category term='superstars'/><category term='summer'/><category term='18'/><category term='kyle'/><category term='blue eyes'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='fucking'/><category term='outside'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='hot boys'/><category term='Banana'/><category term='woods'/><category term='relaunch'/><category term='maintenance'/><category term='3some'/><category term='Blondie'/><category term='virgin'/><category term='Jon'/><category term='R'/><title type='text'>The Luck of the Irish</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-4874976708156889241</id><published>2011-10-30T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:50:14.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking'/><title type='text'>Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't really have a special/fun title for this one because it was just SO insanely hot.  My boyfriend and I broke up about 2 months ago, so I'm back on the market and making the most of it.  Enjoy this and the many more stories to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted an ad on Craigslist one afternoon when I was insanely horny and got a response from a hottie on the college campus here named Kyle.  I looked at his picture and thought there was NO way he was going to want to play with me, but I responded anyway.  To my surprise, he WAS interested.  There was a LOT of back-and-forth before late one night/early one morning I got a text from Kyle asking if I was horny.  Um, DUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle told me he wanted a long rimjob and I was MORE than happy to oblige.  I told him how I wanted him when I showed up and told him I wasn't going to play unless he followed my instructions to a T.  I showed up at his place and he had followed my instructions exactly.  He was buck naked, wearing some HOT Puma sneakers and semi-hard.  This boned me up instantly.  I followed him to his room and laid him on his back on the bed and went to town.  I teased his tight hole with my tongue, running it up his taint to his balls and now-hard cock, deepthroating him for a while too.  I really went to work on his hole with my tongue, getting it super wet, hoping he'd cross the line to wanting to be fucked.  It took a little while, but I eventually started working a finger or two in and out of his wet hole.  This REALLY got him whimpering and whining and I was in heaven.  I asked him if he wanted my cock as I stood up and stroked it so he could see how thick it really was, he whimpered yes and before long, I was lubed up and balls deep in this gorgeous boy's ass.  I pounded him on his back while he whimpered pretty loudly for a while before he was begging for me to breed his ass.  This really brought me to the edge fast and I ended up shooting my pent-up load in his tight butt.  We kissed a few times before I left and he brought up a threesome with me and my buddy.  I told him I was definitely in, but he's never followed through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued?  I sure hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-4874976708156889241?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/4874976708156889241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=4874976708156889241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/4874976708156889241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/4874976708156889241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2011/10/kyle.html' title='Kyle'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-5804193328488804296</id><published>2011-06-04T14:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T14:56:05.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3some'/><title type='text'>Summer's Back!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I'm finally back to blogging. I DO have a boyfriend now, but I have a million stories (give or take) that I can share with you guys, if you'd like! Here's one from this spring, before I met my boyfriend. Hope you enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the past I had a habit of cruising Craigslist for some hot ass when I was horny. I didn't live alone for a period of time this winter/early spring, so I couldn't host, and Craigslist made it easy for me to get laid. As I was browsing through the ads one evening, I ran across one from a boy looking for action. His stats looked hot: 18, 5'11", blonde hair, blue eyes, thin build, bottom. Perfect! I texted him (he'd included his number) with a proposition for a 3some and he texted back with "Are you serious? I'm down! Where do I go?" This went back and forth for a little while before I told him to pick me up a couple blocks from my place and we'd ride over to my buddy's house together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I threw on a hoodie and walked the few blocks to the corner I'd agreed to be at and he showed up a few minutes later. On the ride to my buddy's, I checked his ID because I wanted to be 110% sure he really was 18. He wasn't. He was 19. No biggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get to my buddy's place and it isn't long before my buddy and I are kicked back on his sofa stroking our cocks and watching this kid strip. He was on his knees sucking us both a few seconds later. This lasted a good 15-20 minutes before my buddy got up behind him and told him it was time to get his hole opened up. I held his mouth down on my 7" cut and thick cock (that felt AMAZING!) and my buddy started fingering his hole open pretty good. He didn't go easy on the kid based on how he talked to us and what he said he wanted. About 10 minutes in, as I was literally fucking his throat, my buddy pushed in balls-deep. THAT was incredible. The fucking was non-stop for the next 2 hours. I won't bore you with all the details, but he was the best slut bottom I've ever had the privilege of pounding open. My buddy and I each took 10 minutes alone with him in the bedroom and I definitely heard some serious whimpering and light moaning during my buddy's time with him. I took the full 10 minutes doggie style and did not stop thrusting the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toward the end, we did DP him, which he almost begged for. He did take both of our cocks for a few minutes before we decided it was time to breed him. My buddy laid him on his back and delivered about 2 minutes of intense, balls-deep pounding before a guttural moan and slamming his cock all the way in to cum inside. I flipped the boy doggie style to breed him and got about 3-4 minutes of good thrusts in before busting my nut in him as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In order to make him cum, we had him sit on the sofa between us and alternated milking his well-beaten prostate and jacking his cock and vice versa. What a load he sprayed! After we cleaned up what seemed to be a gallon of cum and all showered, we got dressed and headed out. He promised he would text me that week for a repeat and has never been seen again. Both my buddy and I have tried to contact him with no success. Maybe he's not interested anymore or got a boyfriend, but I'd sure love to have another go at that amazing 19 year old ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-5804193328488804296?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/5804193328488804296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=5804193328488804296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/5804193328488804296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/5804193328488804296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2011/06/summers-back.html' title='Summer&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-1036798019040665965</id><published>2010-06-15T18:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:46:03.303-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blondie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright guys, I'm FINALLY back.  I had a pretty hot experience on Friday night that I'd like to share with all of you, so read on and enjoy!  Oh, as always the details are 100% real and the names have been abbreviated or changed just in case someone ever figures out who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My buddy Ty celebrated his birthday about 2 weeks ago and told me there was one thing he wanted: a slut.  He wanted a slut, male or female - it made no difference, that we could use together for as long as we wanted.  At first I was nervous and told him I'd think about it, but eventually I warmed up to the idea, especially after watching a few Sean Cody group fuckfest videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, Friday night rolled around and I told him I was going to post an ad for our slut.  I didn't tell him what category or site or anything, but he told me he was available, so I did it.  The ad went up, no pictures, and we waited.  After about 20-30 minutes, the emails started coming in.  The first three were from guys I knew personally.  They got an automatic "NO" vote even if I did think they were hot.  The fourth one, however, really caught my eye....and the attention of my 7" cut cock.  He was 27, 6' tall, blonde hair, blue eyes and had what appeared to be a great body.  He was also the first guy who followed the instructions in the ad perfectly and said straight-up in the email that he wanted to keep us up all night.  I replied to him with my IM name and forwarded the reply on to Ty.  In very little time we had set it up and both guys were on their way to my place.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blondie arrived first and stripped buck ass naked as soon as he got into my livingroom, just as I'd asked him to do.  He had a nice cock and asked what I wanted first.  I kicked back on the sofa and he started sucking my already-hard cock with a passion.  I'd never had a better blowjob, no joke.  Ty kept texting me as he drove over to my place (he was about 45 minutes away) and I kept getting sucked and enjoyed some light rimming.  Ty had me unlock my front door so he could walk in without Blondie or I stopping what we were doing.  Ty showed up and stripped down right away.  Let me give you a little description of Ty: Ben Cohen, but taller and beefier.  Ty is a stud.  I have a fascination with his monster pecs and the light dusting of dark hair all over him...not to mention his 8.5" cut cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The play continued with poppers being hit and Blondie getting his ass fingered HARD by Ty and I to prep him for the fucks we had planned.  He never ONCE stopped sucking our cocks, never asked for a break (we gave him one in the 2+ hours we played) and never complained.  We moved from the couch into the bedroom and I kicked back for some more amazing blowjob action while Ty lined up to pound the fuck out of Blondie's hole.  By the time Ty was done with that kid's ass, I was surprised he could walk.  Ty went to smoke a cig on my balcony and I lined up behind Blondie and slammed balls-deep on the first thrust.  Needless to say, he loved it.  He was moaning and whimpering just like I love and took Ty's cock all the way to the base down his throat when he walked back in the room.  We kept this up for about 20 minutes until I wanted to blow my pent-up load.  I flipped Blondie on his back and slam-fucked his hole for about 10 strokes until I pulled out and blasted all over him...literally ALL over.  The cum flew from my dick to his forehead, face, neck, chest, abs and finally the last 2 spurts landed square on his equipment.  He shot his load shortly thereafter whereas Ty blasted his face and chest about 15 minutes later.  I let Ty take a clean up shower with Blondie alone and before he left, I kissed his jock lips, smiled, and whispered "Happy Birthday, stud."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Needless to say, I'll be getting more head from Blondie this week... ;)  Until then, may the Luck of the Irish be with you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-1036798019040665965?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/1036798019040665965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=1036798019040665965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1036798019040665965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1036798019040665965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-762461009480563133</id><published>2010-06-09T22:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:52:58.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaunch'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry about the extremely long absence, but I'm back!  I've been neglecting this blog for WAY too long.  After reading all of &lt;a href="http://studforrent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Evan's&lt;/a&gt; insanely hot adventures and jerking off to &lt;a href="http://www.seancody.com/"&gt;Sean Cody&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.corbinfisher.com/"&gt;Corbin Fisher&lt;/a&gt; videos, I decided I want to come back and start sharing my hot adventures with you guys again.  Stay tuned, my re-launch is coming tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-762461009480563133?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/762461009480563133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=762461009480563133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/762461009480563133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/762461009480563133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-1089141345963564626</id><published>2007-11-29T03:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:13.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R'/><title type='text'>Over The River and Into The Woods...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is a post from this summer that somehow never got posted. I have lots more to write in here, but have been way too busy (like a lot of other bloggers) to write. Enjoy!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been talking to this really good looking guy online for a few years now and distinctly remember the first time we hooked up...it was in his basement after school before his parents got home from work. We were both 17 at the time, so I can't go into details (because it's illegal in my state...) but it was HOT. He's hung like a damn horse and it took some work to get his dick up my ass. He eventually got it balls-deep and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138195390947411954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/R06JfBf4R_I/AAAAAAAAABg/ubCz_ZnTBXM/s320/RyanDCock1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw in some more hookups over the years...a random blowjob here or there, some jerking off, etc...and we're in the dead of summer, 2007. It was a day in August...mid-August, I think...and he and I were both online and HORNY. He asked if I wanted to get together and I, of course, said yes. We decided that we were going to be a little risky and meet outside on one of the hiking/biking/sports trails near town and go into the woods and play. As I pull into the parking area, there's a cop car sitting there. I thought "Oh fuck!" and drove around through the exit. I waited like 10 minutes and came back and saw the cops sitting at the picnic table chowing down on some greasy fast food. I got out of my car (dressed for hiking, etc.) and started to walk down the trail into the woods, toward the area where R said he would meet me. I got a ways down the trail and he pulls up next to me on his bike and we walk/talk a bit as we keep going down the trail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138195395242379266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/R06JfRf4SAI/AAAAAAAAABo/-IW8FY0T5E4/s320/RyanDAss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we were probably a mile or so down the trail, we decided to get started. I remember that he was wearing gym shorts and a tshirt and some hot Nike shoes. I tugged his gym shorts down enough to see that he had shaved/trimmed his whole bush and balls and reached into his shorts to stroke him up and got him hard in no time. After I looked around to see if anyone was around, I dropped to my knees and started sucking his thick dick. I kept sucking him a while and after I got him totally hard, I whipped out my camera and he posed for a few pics. It wasn't long before I had my dick out and we were making out and grinding against each other, stroking each others' cocks and getting dangerously close to cumming. He told me he wanted to stand next to me when we were going to shoot so we could see who shot the most and furthest. The sand/dirt on the trail was rather dry, so it was easy to see where the cum landed. He and I both shot monstrous loads that day, spraying cum a good 2-3 feet in front of us, hands on each others' ass for support and to get a good grope as we both shot our loads. Both pretty sweaty by this point, we cleaned up as best we could with our boxers and headed our seperate directions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-1089141345963564626?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/1089141345963564626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=1089141345963564626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1089141345963564626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1089141345963564626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/11/over-river-and-into-woods.html' title='Over The River and Into The Woods...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/R06JfBf4R_I/AAAAAAAAABg/ubCz_ZnTBXM/s72-c/RyanDCock1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-7667091367657997324</id><published>2007-10-26T02:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:24:29.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgin'/><title type='text'>Young Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>There is nothing I hate more than a guy who builds himself up to be something he's not.  That's what happened tonight and the topic of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to this kid (ok, so he's 18...) online and he has been really talking about how he wanted to get blindfolded and handcuffed and fucked until he couldn't handle it anymore.  I, of course, told him I'd be able to do that...because I could.  He wanted it as hard as I could give it to him and who was I to deny a hot 18 year old kid a hot fuck?  He was actually supposed to 3way with me and a buddy on Monday night, but he never showed.  It wasn't a big deal because I ended up fucking my buddy anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night this kid messages me on Yahoo and tells me he wants to come over.  We chat for a bit, set the scene and he tells me he's on his way.  About 15 minutes later, I see his truck driving down my road...and he drove right on by!  I was PISSED.  I waited for him to come back, but he never did.  He was online about 15 minutes later and I messaged him and asked him what was up and why he didn't show.  He gave me some bullshit excuse about being too nervous and I told him that if he drove over, he should have gone through with it and to just come back.  He said he would...and he did.  He actually parked his truck, rang my buzzer, came inside the building and left without ever making it to my apartment.  "Fine," I thought, "I'll just try another day." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted online tonight and he seemed more enthusiastic for the fuck than ever.  He said he had to finish some things up at home and he'd be over.  I got things ready (lube, handcuffs, blindfold, dildo, etc.) and waited for him...and waited...and waited.  He showed up 20 minutes LATE.  At least he made it to my door this time...what a hottie!  He was about 6' tall, blonde hair, PIERCING blue eyes, and a really decent body...not overly muscular, but hot, none the less.  I did exactly what I said I was going to do and blindfolded him the minute he walked through my door.  I stripped him buck naked except for his socks and pushed him to his knees to suck my dick after stroking his hard 7-7.5" (and NICE thickness) cock for a bit.  He half-heartedly sucked me for about a minute before I got him on all fours and slapped his ass and nuts from behind.  He started sucking me then.  He said "I can't do this man" and stayed in the position I had put him in, indicating to me that he wanted it.  I played his little game and stood him up, walked him to the bedroom and put him flat on his back on my bed.  I leaned over him and whispered that he was going to cum for me and LIKE it.  He smiled and I started to stroke his cock for him, then started to suck it.  He was enjoying that, so I grabbed the lube and started to finger his hole.  He got harder and started to moan and was really getting into it when all of the sudden, he goes "I can't do this, it's not right, I'm sorry."  What the fuck was not right about it?!  You're buck fucking naked on my bed getting your dick sucked and your ass played with! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to fight him, so I turned on the light (before this it was completely dark in my apartment) and saw him in the light for the first time...poor kid looked scared out of his mind.  I think he got himself into something he wasn't really sure about.  I told him I still wanted to cum with him and he said that was cool, so we knelt next to each other and beat out a nice load onto a towel before I sent him on his way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, I sent him an IM and told him not to stress about it and that I hoped he'd find what he was REALLY looking for someday.  Oh well...so he wasn't a total sub.  He was still hot as fuck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story for the night, guys...until next time, may the Luck of the Irish be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-7667091367657997324?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/7667091367657997324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=7667091367657997324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7667091367657997324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7667091367657997324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/10/young-blue-eyes.html' title='Young Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-688683150939211961</id><published>2007-08-12T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:01:25.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot boys'/><title type='text'>In The Tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You probably think this story is allll about camping. It's not. I hate camping. I don't go. It's about me sucking off a long-time crush in the tent at his work while it stormed outside...loud cracks of thunder...flashes of lightning...the sound of the rain pouring down around us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story really starts the night before when I had some friends over and we got a little drunk. After they went home, I hopped online to see if I could find someone to play with before bed. My friend Chad* was online, so I messaged him. He told me he was at work and was pretty horny, so I asked if I could come by and blow him or we could fuck or jerk off or whatever. He said it would be risky because he was outside at the tent at his work. I asked where he worked and he told me. I immediately knew I HAD to get with him there. We chatted for another half hour or 45 minutes or so and it looked like it wasn't going to work out to play that night. He told me to contact him the following night to see what he was up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home last night, I jumped online and he was waiting for me! It didn't take much convincing for me to get in the car and drive over there. As I started the drive, the sky started to rumble and flash. I was getting excited by the time I got there. I got out of my car and walked into the tent and he was just chilling, playing on his laptop. Not long after I got inside, it started to pour outside and the storm got more intense. He said "So, if I remember correctly, you came here to jerk off" and I sorta laughed and said "Yeah, something like that." So, he sat down in a chair in the middle of the rows of merchandise in the tent and unbuckled his belt for me. I took the hint and walked over to him, stood him up and took his belt off and dropped his pants and underwear (grey striped boxer briefs) to his knees. I got on my knees and started to suck his cock, which was already hard after I stroked it a bit. He started moaning like crazy and I knew I was turning him on more than he had expected to be. He was enjoying it thoroughly when I started to lick his nuts and stroke him at the same time. He could barely handle it and had to sit back down in the chair and I continued sucking him as he did. I worked his cock with my mouth for a while before he finally asked where I wanted him to shoot and I told him that I'd swallow it...he started cumming shortly after that and I just took his whole load into my mouth. I've never heard anyone cum so loudly before, so thank goodness no one was around! The storm would have drowned out the sound anyway. He smiled as I finished sucking him off and stood up. I didn't feel like getting off, but REALLY enjoyed getting him off! I kissed him goodbye, we chatted a bit more, then I walked out into the rain to head home....completely satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-688683150939211961?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/688683150939211961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=688683150939211961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/688683150939211961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/688683150939211961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-tent.html' title='In The Tent'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-9127331007862021338</id><published>2007-07-08T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:06:28.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3some'/><title type='text'>Cookies and Cream</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was definitely lucky for me!  Not only was it my last day at a job that I loved but was made terrible by one person's attitude and behavior, but I had an incredibly hot 3some with 2 very attractive men! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got online whe I woke up, basically just to chat with a guy I have been "seeing" for a few days now, but he wasn't online.  I got a message from my friend Jon who said he had stayed overnight in my city with his buddy and he wanted me to come play.  Jon is about 6'2", very short haircut, tan, and has a GREAT body and a gorgeous, thick cock.  I knew his friend from chatting online and said I'd be over ASAP.  I drove to the hotel where they were staying and went to their room to find them both buck naked and ready to go!  Jon's friend is black and has a gorgeous, 9 inch uncut cock.  Now, I'm not usually one to fawn over an uncut rod, but when its attached to a built, muscular, attractive black man, I definitely don't turn the other way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out by sucking Jon's big dick and stroking his buddy's, then switched.  It didn't take long for them to decide they wanted to fuck.  I wasn't sure if I was going to be bottoming or not (I didn't), so I had cleaned up before I left home, just in case.  Jon lubed up and slid into his buddy's ass, fucking him on his back.  They were going at it and suddenly Jon just started POUNDING his friend so hard, I honestly thought they were going to go through the bed and into the room below us!  He pulled out after a bit and I quickly replaced his thick dick with mine and made the bottom guy moan even more!  I didn't fuck him for very long before I got close to cumming, so I stopped for a bit and Jon took over again.  He resumed the hard pounding and before long was shooting his load in the bottom's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel like fucking a cummy ass, so I kept sucking the bottom guy until he was ready to blow, then he straddled my chest and shot his load all over my chest and stomach.  After he had cooled down a bit, both guys stared working my dick to make me cum.  At one point, Jon was even working my pecs, which felt INCREDIBLE.  He was working my nips and slapping my chest and it was really turning me on.  I pulled my usual geyser moment when I came and shot all the way up to my neck, which impressed both guys.  I showered up afterwards (alone, unfortunately) and got dressed.  Both guys gave me a hug and kiss and I headed out with 40 minutes to spare before I had to be at work!  On my way out, I passed a room full of people leaving...the (guy who I assumed was) dad smiled and nodded at me.  He heard everything.  I knew it.  At least we gave him a good session! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time (which will be soon!), may the luck of the Irish be with y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-9127331007862021338?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/9127331007862021338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=9127331007862021338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/9127331007862021338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/9127331007862021338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/07/cookies-and-cream.html' title='Cookies and Cream'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-7662623977126398848</id><published>2007-07-02T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:14.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superstars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maintenance'/><title type='text'>Fix-It Man</title><content type='html'>So, I have been keeping a little secret from all of you for a while. My maintenance man is HOT. He has been fixing up the landscaping and cleaning out vacant apartments for a while now, but I really only started to talk to him within the last couple of weeks. It all started when he came to replace some blinds that had gotten broken in a fire in October. He is almost always shirtless and has a definite reason to be! He's got a gorgeous body and is always walking around in gym shorts and my favorite shoes, Adidas Superstars, WITHOUT SOCKS. He's just plain HOT. So, I took advantage of the fact that he was outside my window shirtless the other day doing some landscaping and snapped a few pictures to share with y'all. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_cy12II/AAAAAAAAABA/3R4S0Bn1Cgg/s1600-h/Landscape1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082624431339460738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_cy12II/AAAAAAAAABA/3R4S0Bn1Cgg/s320/Landscape1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_sy12JI/AAAAAAAAABI/TMkTgmrFcpQ/s1600-h/Landscape2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082624435634428050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_sy12JI/AAAAAAAAABI/TMkTgmrFcpQ/s320/Landscape2.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082624435634428066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="285" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_sy12KI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zgIADXtxG7M/s320/Landscape3.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...may the luck of the Irish be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-7662623977126398848?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/7662623977126398848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=7662623977126398848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7662623977126398848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7662623977126398848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/07/fix-it-man.html' title='Fix-It Man'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/Rokb_cy12II/AAAAAAAAABA/3R4S0Bn1Cgg/s72-c/Landscape1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-8971658968627480349</id><published>2007-07-01T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T10:53:13.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#45</title><content type='html'>So, as I was jerking off this morning, I forgot that I had left the blinds open last night and after I shot a big load (even for me, this was big) I looked across the courtyard and saw a relatively got guy standing on his balcony TOTALLY watching me.  I am pretty sure he saw most of it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-8971658968627480349?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/8971658968627480349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=8971658968627480349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8971658968627480349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8971658968627480349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/07/45.html' title='#45'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-3259194169976651231</id><published>2007-06-23T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:59:51.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO Busy!</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys for my lack of posting lately but I have been SO busy with the usual summer stuff...weddings, family events, and least fun of all, work.  I am also in the process of (hopefully) starting a new job, so that has taken up a lot of my time too.  I just wanted to drop in and say hi and let you know I do have some fun things to post SOON!  Keep your eyes open for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-3259194169976651231?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/3259194169976651231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=3259194169976651231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3259194169976651231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3259194169976651231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-busy.html' title='SO Busy!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6178891520400834282</id><published>2007-05-29T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:13:03.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>I am getting new eyes soon. :)  I had my eyes checked today and although they're not bad, I want to wear contacts/CUTE glasses to get them to where they should be.  I'll post more later.  I haven't been getting any good action lately, so there's not a lot to write about, but there are two boys in the picture.  I can write about them later, I guess.  Off to dinner for now.  Keep checking back for more updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6178891520400834282?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6178891520400834282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6178891520400834282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6178891520400834282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6178891520400834282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/05/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-7924205518092015780</id><published>2007-05-10T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:22:36.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindfolds, T-Shirts, and Jockstraps, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I definitely got my fill of sex yesterday (topping and bottoming), but I'm choosing to write only about the bottoming experience since it's pretty rare (this is the first time I've bottomed in 7+ months.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had chatted with yesterday's top several times before and we had even hooked up in the past, but tonight was going to be different.  I invited him over with the premise that I would be freshly showered, blindfolded and face down only wearing a white t-shirt and a jockstrap.  He seemed incredibly turned on by that, so we set it up and I jumped in the shower.  About 15-20 minutes later he showed up and unlocked the door with the key I had left him and came into my room.  I heard him undressing and climbing on the bed with me and he immediately started playing with my ass, which felt awesome.  He lubed up a finger and slid it in my tight ass and I reached back to rub the lube onto his dick and he pressed it up against my hole and slid right in with no holding back.  It burned and hurt at first, obviously, but it felt SO good to bottom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept pumping my ass while I was on my stomach for a while, then he flipped me onto my back and started making out with me.  He's a damn good kisser and I really enjoyed how sensual he was making it with the kissing and a lot of touching.  I never got to see him last night, but feeling his muscles and running my fingers through his hair was hot as we fucked for 2 hours and he ended up shooting 2 loads!  When he was finished, he got dressed, re-locked the door, put the key where I had left it and was gone.  It was almost like a dream sequence.  I never took the blindfold off while he was there since he said it was turning him on for me to be unable to see him.  I have to admit, I'd gladly do it again, as long as I knew the guy beforehand.  He fucked me SO good and now I'm aching to bottom again!  After he left, I put on some good porn and laid in bed jerking my dick for about a half hour before I sprayed 9 shots up onto my face and came for about 10-15 seconds on top of that.  It was probably the best sex/orgasm combo I've ever had.  I'm looking forward to a repeat!  Until then...may the Luck of the Irish be with you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-7924205518092015780?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/7924205518092015780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=7924205518092015780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7924205518092015780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/7924205518092015780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/05/blindfolds-t-shirts-and-jockstraps-oh.html' title='Blindfolds, T-Shirts, and Jockstraps, OH MY!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6699897799328348109</id><published>2007-04-28T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:40:23.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#41</title><content type='html'>So, it's hard to believe I've posted 40 times before tonight in here already!  Thanks to those of you who commented so far and I'm looking forward to hearing from you AND YOUR FRIENDS in the future!  I got to suck some dick today, so that was a good thing.  I hadn't done it in a while and was really aching to give a good blowjob, so I got together with a guy who I'd hooked with before and sucked him off.  It was good for both of us, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost my wallet earlier too as I was frantically trying to get ready to have dinner with my mother and her co-worker tonight, but found it had blended in to my sheets at some point this afternoon.  Thank GOD my new laptop is on it's way and will be here Thursday.  The screen on my old one cracked inside, so I can't see anything on it, plus the battery was shot so I always had to be plugged in to the wall somewhere, which sucked.  I'll post more this week and in the future, I promise!   Until next time, may the Luck of the Irish be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6699897799328348109?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6699897799328348109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6699897799328348109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6699897799328348109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6699897799328348109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/04/41.html' title='#41'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-3234971251460372280</id><published>2007-04-27T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:30:24.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana'/><title type='text'>The Second Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So sorry y'all.  I have been really busy lately and haven't had a chance to post on here at all, but a few of you have asked "What's up with the second story?  Are you gonna tell us?," so here it is.  Enjoy, and as always, COMMENT!  I love hearing from you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story involves a bit of con-work on my part.  The horny and willing bottom boy in this story is not new to my cock.  I've fucked him before and he thoroughly enjoyed it.  I wrote about it in here in a previous entry.  Remember the boy who was laying face down on his bed, beautiful bubble butt in the air as the moonlight shone in?   Yeah, this is him...part II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped online (under a different screen name than I normally used to use) and was SUPER horny and very excited to see that this hot bottom was online and looking to get nailed.  I set up a hot scene with him where I'd come in, bring my handcuffs and he'd already be blindfolded and laying on the livingroom floor.  When I got there, however, he was blindfolded, candles were lit and some hot jazz/house music was playing very softly from his surround sound.  From that point on, I knew he wanted it BAD, and not just a quickie either.  I took my time running my hands all over his gorgeous tan skin; up and down his back, across his gorgeous bubble butt (which still looks hot as hell in the candlelight), down his legs and back up between them, gently brushing the backside of his balls.  He had to adjust himself as I started giving him his back massage and my hard dick was pushing through my gym shorts into his ass crack, which was driving him wild.  Before I got there, I had asked him to wear only gym shoes and I'd come in gym clothes too, to further enhance our "jock" fantasy.  I grabbed his hips and lifted him up to a doggie style type position and started rimming his gorgeous ass.  I seriously can't emphasize enough how fucking hot his ass is.  I wish I had a picture to show you, but I didn't even bring a camera, knowing that he doesn't like pictures.  I rimmed him for a good 15 minutes before I started to finger him and use a nice thick dildo on his ass.  I lubed him up with only spit and really worked that dildo in his hole until I could feel him really loosen up.  Then, I gave him the fuck he'd been waiting for.  I was on my knees behind him while he was in the doggie style position taking the pounding I was giving him.  I grabbed the dildo and worked it AND my dick into him and he started moaning and groaning like crazy!  He'd never been double-penetrated before and it was the first time I'd done it to anyone, so it was hot for both of us.  I reached underneath him to stroke his dick and he was dripping precum like crazy.  He wanted me to blow my load inside him, but like before, I wasn't done yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I flipped him onto his back, cuffed his hands above his head and lifted his sneaker-clad feet up over my shoulders and kept on pounding his beautiful ass.  As I leaned down to take off his blindfold, I started licking the side of his neck, right by his ear, and he actually started to push harder on my cock to fuck himself harder.  I took this as a sign and grabbed his hips and honestly fucked him harder than I've ever nailed anyone before.  He loved it and shot almost immediately without anyone touching his dick and I shot very soon after that.  I looked at my watch as we made small talk and got dressed.  I'd fucked him for 45 minutes straight and he looked worn out.  I kissed his cheek as I walked out the door and left him naked and spent in his livingroom.  What a stud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for taking the time to read all that!  Remember...comment.  Tell me what you think.  I love to hear from you all.  Until next time, may the Luck of the Irish be with you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-3234971251460372280?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/3234971251460372280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=3234971251460372280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3234971251460372280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3234971251460372280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/04/second-story.html' title='The Second Story...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6636907968527960678</id><published>2007-04-02T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:33:16.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is the first of the two stories I promised you guys. The second one should be posted early this week. Sorry, I'm busy!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday afternoon while I was online, I saw a guy that I have wanted to hook up with for a while, but hasn't because (and he's told a friend of mine this) "[I'm] disgusting." Well, great. That's always nice to hear, right? Apparently I'm not as digusting when he saw a photo of me in a jockstrap and some cock/ass shots. He decided that he wanted to hook up. When I asked him what turned him on, he hummed and hawed for a little while, then said that being forced to suck dick would get him going. I told him to come to where I was and we'd have some fun. He showed up about 15 minutes later and we got down to business. We both kept our shirts on, but I made him take his off partway through the playtime. He's got a good body as he's a former baseball player. I sucked his dick for a while, then made him get on his knees and started to force my thick dick further down his throat than he thought it would go. I gagged him a couple of times on it, but never let him pull off because he said he wanted to be forced to suck. He apparently REALLY liked it because when I asked him where he wanted me to shoot, he said, without hesitation, "I want to swallow it." Who was I to argue with that? I blasted the first load down his throat shortly thereafter and gave myself a little break while I worked his cock and balls while gently fingering him. He said he was too tired to cum, but he'd take a second load of mine, so I sat back in a chair and let him suck the second load down his throat after that. What a trooper. He said it tasted great and I told him he looked awesome naked and I'd love to see it again, so I think we'll be hooking up again next week after he gets back from his vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6636907968527960678?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6636907968527960678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6636907968527960678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6636907968527960678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6636907968527960678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-tuesday.html' title='Hot Tuesday!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6759009177095442791</id><published>2007-04-01T04:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:26:43.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all.  I know I haven't posted the story I promised for the other day, but I now have TWO big, hot stories to post, so I will definitely do one of them today (Sunday) and probably the other one on Monday or Tuesday. :)  Keep checking back throughout the day today after like 11 AM so I have time to sleep before I post!  Here's a hint about story #2: I have rugburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again...may the Luck of the Irish be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6759009177095442791?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6759009177095442791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6759009177095442791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6759009177095442791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6759009177095442791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-one.html' title='Another One!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-3562112110050588937</id><published>2007-03-27T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:01:54.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baack!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  I know it's been a long time since I've posted anything and rest assured, I am still fine and I've gotten all of your comments...thanks, by the way...I've just been SUPER busy working 12-16 hour days and barely getting any time for myself, much less time to post on here for you guys!  But, I do have a super hot story to relate from today...I just don't have time to post it right now.  Let's just say it involves a super willing horny boy who wasn't attracted to me until he saw me in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for it tomorrow!  May the luck of the Irish be with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-3562112110050588937?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/3562112110050588937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=3562112110050588937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3562112110050588937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3562112110050588937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-baack.html' title='I&apos;m baack!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-2923406784612632336</id><published>2007-02-03T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:59:37.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Endearing Qualities</title><content type='html'>After having a rough day/night yesterday, I was really hoping today was going to be better.  It wasn't all that bad, but it did make me think about how much I miss my ex.  He was killed over 3 years ago in a car accident.  I don't want to get into it all right now, but one of my very favorite co-worker's boyfriend reminds me a lot of him and I spent some time with her and her boyfriend tonight and it made me miss him even more.  They both have some very similar qualities in how they treat others, how they view themselves, how they act, even their nose is similar.  Stupid, I know, but I miss him.  Ahh, maybe sleep will help.  Who knows.  G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-2923406784612632336?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/2923406784612632336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=2923406784612632336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/2923406784612632336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/2923406784612632336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/02/endearing-qualities.html' title='Endearing Qualities'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-3453803004174221893</id><published>2007-02-02T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:28:24.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>So guys, I've got a problem on my hands that I need some advice on.  I met a really good looking guy recently.  He's tall, muscular, totally my type of guy.  There's just one 'problem'...he's HIV positive.  Now I know that him being positive wouldn't affect a friendship, but I'm starting to wonder why I feel as though I can't have a relationship with him.  We've never done anything physical, so I'm not worried about having it and I do get tested regularly and am negative.  Have any of you had to deal with a situation like this?  Please comment, even anonymously, and let me know how you handled it.  Thanks y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-3453803004174221893?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/3453803004174221893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=3453803004174221893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3453803004174221893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3453803004174221893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/02/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-4021354823705484950</id><published>2007-01-31T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:30:49.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>I am rather excited at the moment.  A guy I have a monster crush on just called me and told me that he is not going through with his original plans to move back in with his ex-boyfriend several states away!  I'm SO stoked, you have no idea.  Maybe God is finally smiling down on me...on that note, I also made a shit ton of money at work tonight.  STOKED! :)  Comment guys, I want to know whats going on in your lives!  'Til later, may the Luck of the Irish be with you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-4021354823705484950?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/4021354823705484950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=4021354823705484950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/4021354823705484950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/4021354823705484950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6548306288780790840</id><published>2007-01-27T02:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:06:13.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Funny Life Is</title><content type='html'>I just thought I'd take a moment or two and post that one of the hottest guys I ever met when I was in high school at a leadership convention/conference has turned out to be unattractive, overweight and a complete doof.  I used to think he was such a stud...and so did he...but dang, I'm kinda glad to see that life is working in interesting ways.  Maybe someday I'll be as hot as he once was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6548306288780790840?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6548306288780790840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6548306288780790840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6548306288780790840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6548306288780790840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-funny-life-is.html' title='How Funny Life Is'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-6862521127030878855</id><published>2007-01-25T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:14.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speedo Stud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at the restaurant I work at there was a super hot cook, but he ended up quitting because of his swim/school schedule...he's a senior at the local high school. TOTAL stud, amazing 8 pack of abs, I kid you not...and big, sexy legs and a gorgeous set of pecs, beautiful smile...I could go on for days! So, he came in tonight and was just chillin' with me and the rest of the staff that had finished work...total dreamboat, so I thought I'd share him with you all. Sorry about the blurring, he's not gay but DID admit tonight that after fucking a girl for 2 hours and making her cum 3 times (I know...ick) he never got off...hmm...maybe I have a chance after all! So, feast your eyes on the hottie of the...well, night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024203845422155282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="363" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RbmOxy2KBhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_U2nGUcf0YM/s320/JB2.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;(TASTY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024203639263725058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RbmOly2KBgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n9NjmFC_yS8/s320/JB1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (look at that fucking V!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Until next time, may the luck of the Irish be with you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-6862521127030878855?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/6862521127030878855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=6862521127030878855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6862521127030878855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/6862521127030878855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/speedo-stud.html' title='Speedo Stud'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RbmOxy2KBhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_U2nGUcf0YM/s72-c/JB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-2950445522519571693</id><published>2007-01-24T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:30:11.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iSick</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I haven't been posting lately although I do have a hot story to post.  I've been sick for the last couple days and tonight is the first time I've actually been able to stay out of bed for more than about a half hour at a time with a nasty cold.  Not good!  Keep your eyes peeled here for another hot story within the next day or so.  Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-2950445522519571693?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/2950445522519571693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=2950445522519571693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/2950445522519571693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/2950445522519571693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/isick.html' title='iSick'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-8337003054927204736</id><published>2007-01-21T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:14.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change or Two...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, some of you have emailed and asked me to change this from a strictly-sex blog to something more personal. I think I'm going to give it a try. So, starting today, I'm going to post more things about my life than just sex. Don't worry, the sex will be there (if and when I have it!), but there will be more personal stuff too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that note, IT'S DAWSON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was searching Match.com for whatever reason and I came across Dawson (from CorbinFisher.com) and his profile. I've blurred out the essentials, but if you're not stupid, you can find him for yourself. What a dream :) Have a great day y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022596358670108578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 483px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="406" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RbPYxwCzx6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/DTr4aO8ZoBA/s320/Dawson.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-8337003054927204736?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/8337003054927204736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=8337003054927204736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8337003054927204736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8337003054927204736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/change-or-two.html' title='A Change or Two...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RbPYxwCzx6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/DTr4aO8ZoBA/s72-c/Dawson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-3002647239150011394</id><published>2007-01-16T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T15:41:10.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day</title><content type='html'>there is an incredibly hot guy at the laundromat I am at who I know would look amazing in my black UnderArmour jockstrap. is it wrong to want to ask him to put it on? damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, one more thing. the subject of that last story involves greed, money, and really hot sex with a really hot guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-posted via PocketPC-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-3002647239150011394?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/3002647239150011394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=3002647239150011394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3002647239150011394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/3002647239150011394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-75635190665753182</id><published>2007-01-11T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:31:17.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big post to come :)  Keep your eyes posted today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-75635190665753182?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/75635190665753182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=75635190665753182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/75635190665753182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/75635190665753182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-1768748534269297440</id><published>2006-12-08T04:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:15.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Repeat!</title><content type='html'>I had the great fortune to fuck a buddy of mine that I've been friends with for a couple years now again tonight in his hotel room. Apparently he was down visiting some relatives and doing some holiday shopping and got bored and horny, so I gladly obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with him wanting a massage, which I am VERY good at, and going from there. I chatted with him for a bit about what he wanted, how tense he was, etc. and then he signed off. From the first message to the time I got over there was about 4 hours, so I was QUITE ready to get there and get him naked. He and I are both big fans of jockstraps, so I put on my new black Under Armour strap and headed over to see him. I pulled up to the hotel he was staying in and hoped that there wasn't anyone I knew working the desk. Thank goodness it wasn't anyone I knew, but he was fuckin cute! So cute, in fact, that I almost invited him to join me/us. I headed up to room 231 where he said he'd be waiting, and he was. Not in a jockstrap like I'd asked, but in pajama pants with no underwear. He had bullriding on the TV, which quickly changed to arm wrestling. How appropriate! I started with a really good massage across his shoulders and worked my way down his back, then did each of his semi-muscular arms. He's not a hairy guy, which is a total turn on for me. I then asked if I could take his pajama pants off and he responded by lifting his hips off the bed and inching them down gently. I helped them off and tossed them to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoyed the leg massage and I paid special attention to the inside of his thighs and feet. He said he could really feel the tension leaving his thighs and feet, something I knew would happen if I gave him a good enough massage. I, of course, didn't forget to massage his gorgeous bubble butt and tight, clean hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RXk-6Kr1bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6TADGsmaCA/s1600-h/northski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006101629820562994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RXk-6Kr1bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6TADGsmaCA/s320/northski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I flipped him over and started working his chest and stomach as well as the front side of his shoulders and legs. I avoided his cock and balls until the end of the massage when I started working on his prostate from the inside and outside at the same time which flipped the switch from "Massage" to "Fuck" for him. I could tell he was aching to get nailed, so after a good oral session on his thick dick, I lubed us up and slid into him with him laying on his back at the edge of the bed. I've got a thick dick, so I eased it in gently, but I had worked him open with my fingers and tongue beforehand so it didn't take much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed my cock all the way in and he didn't flinch, so I kept on fucking him; a bit harder and deeper with each stroke. He was getting into it and handed me a different lube to try, which I must admit I am a big fan of now. I slid up inside him with this new lube and he tried to get me to slide in deeper, so I had him flip over onto his stomach and assume the doggie style position. I fucked him good and hard in this position for close to 25 minutes and felt his ass clench and I knew he was shooting all over the bed. I pulled out and rolled him over to see him shoot and he was STILL shooting! I was impressed, so I knelt next to his chest and stroked my dick up and down twice before I blasted my hot load all over his pecs and abs. We cleaned up with a towel and as he was getting in the shower, I was getting dressed. I took that opportunity to grab his jockstrap from the laundry basket on the dresser and headed out without him knowing a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, that picture is really him. Nice ass, huh? Until next time, may the Luck of the Irish be with y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-1768748534269297440?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/1768748534269297440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=1768748534269297440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1768748534269297440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/1768748534269297440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/12/repeat.html' title='A Repeat!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dLW5kDAsxc0/RXk-6Kr1bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6TADGsmaCA/s72-c/northski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-8723397566885515300</id><published>2006-12-04T00:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:03:13.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><title type='text'>The Middle of the Road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This one is a bit of a "blast from the past" but it's hot nonetheless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been chatting with a married, 29-year-old totally bi guy for about 6 months before we finally met up at his apartment. He was a former soldier in the US military and had a great body and a sweet cock. I also found out later on that he had a VERY sensitive ass, which I used to my benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular story happened one early summer night. We were both online looking for a hookup, so I messaged him and we met up in a parking lot between our places since neither of us could host that night but both of us wanted to play. We ended up playing around in the car on the way to where we ended up, just outside of town, on a backroad with no one around. He pulled the truck over to the side of the road and dropped his gym shorts, revealing the big cock I knew and loved. I leaned over and started sucking on it and since he was bi and didn't have much experience with guys before me, he was very leary to play with my cock/balls at all even though I had them out and available and was stroking with my other hand as I sucked him. He also had a fetish of being "in charge" of me as his "slave." It was never really physically painful, but it was a turn on for me as well. This particular time, he wanted to slap my balls as I sucked him, which is actually a turn on for me as long as it's not done too hard. I leaned back as he went to town on my nuts and I got rock hard and started dripping precum all over. He chastised me for that and made me do something I had never thought of before. He told me to get out of the truck, go into the middle of the road with him and suck him off AND blow my load all over the road. I knew that if I didn't, he would slap my nuts REALLY hard and completely turn me off. With that, I jumped out of the truck and stood in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made me take off my shorts and jockstrap and stand there in just my tshirt and stroke my dick under the moonlight. He joined me after putting my clothes in the truck and I knelt in front of him and sucked him hard and soft, fast and slow, licking his nuts and hole, finally making him shoot his sweet (his cum was always tasty) load down my throat. Then he told me to stand up and blow my load all over the middle of the road. I stood up, kept stroking, facing him, making sure he saw that I was working my cock for him, and began to shoot ALL over. It wasn't just a dribble or two, it was three or four full-fledged blasts, followed by some dripping onto the blacktop. He then let me get back in the car, but made me ride back to my car with no shorts or jock on. He gave them to me just as we pulled into the parking lot and told me not to put them on until I was back in my car. I obeyed and he called the next day offering a "reward" for me doing exactly as he said. That's for next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, may the Luck of the Irish be with you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, I'm &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; the comments, so keep them coming guys! Refer your friends!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-8723397566885515300?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/8723397566885515300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=8723397566885515300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8723397566885515300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/8723397566885515300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/12/middle-of-road.html' title='The Middle of the Road...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116495519248710967</id><published>2006-12-01T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:39:52.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST In The Eye...</title><content type='html'>So, lately, I've been practicing my edging skills while I jack off, because I haven't been getting any action.  I usually put on my blue and black AussieBum jockstrap and stroke through the pouch for a while as I check out my SeanCody and CorbinFisher collection.  After a bit, I'll pull it out the side and stroke it, but never getting close to cumming, just stroking.  As time goes on, I'll get closer and closer and finally just BLOW all over, HOPEFULLY shooting a big load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day this week I was edging for about an hour to an hour and a half when I decided it was time to blow my load.  I leaned back, gave it full power and *BAM!*  I shot my own cum all over my face.  I was like..."WHOA."  So I cleaned up, took a shower and went about my business.  I jerked off again later and didn't get the same result, but tried almost the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I did the same edging-type thing and *BAM!*  More cum in the face.  So, that's been the goal as of lately...to shoot myself in the face with my own cum.  Anyone else into that?  Leave me a comment!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116495519248710967?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116495519248710967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116495519248710967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116495519248710967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116495519248710967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost-in-eye.html' title='ALMOST In The Eye...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116495050917671238</id><published>2006-11-30T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:21:49.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!  I'm sorry I haven't posted any stories lately, but I have been working my ass off trying to make some money for a trip I'm taking in a few weeks.  I do, however, want to thank you guys for the comments that you've been posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martymar: the stories are all truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have another hot topic to post about in a bit, so keep your eyes peeled for that!!  Until then...May the Luck of the Irish be with you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116495050917671238?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116495050917671238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116495050917671238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116495050917671238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116495050917671238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116287475632548707</id><published>2006-11-06T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:13:19.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend: Part Two</title><content type='html'>The second half of my weekend was almost hotter than the first, but it was a different type of hot, so I can't really compare them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with a buddy online and he told me to message this guy on Yahoo messenger because he was constantly horny and was online then.  I messaged him and we chatted for a bit.  I find out that he's straight (?) and just likes to mess around with guys on occasion...more than just "sometimes."  He told me he loves to play in the shower and I do as well (one of my fetishes), so he gave me directions to his place and I headed over.  He told me to come in his patio door and find him in the shower, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in on one of the hottest guys I've ever played with, so that was definitely a pleasant surprise.  He was soaping up his thick dick, which was about 7" long and VERY hard, which I was impressed by.  I stripped down and joined him in the shower and we started stroking each other and checking out each others' bodies, which was hot.  I dropped to my knees and started giving him some awesome head, which he must not have had in the past, because he was moaning and groaning like crazy, which (not to brag) is a normal reaction when I wrap my lips around a throbbing cock.  I sucked him for about 10 minutes when I stood up and he dropped to his knees and started to return the favor, which was hot.  He loved watching me stroke my dick as he worked my nuts with my tongue.  He started to finger me which pushed me closer and closer to the edge until I finally couldn't hold it back anymore and told him I was gonna shoot.  He sat back on his haunches and told me to blow it, so I started to moan and shoot and he unexpectedly wrapped his mouth ALL the way down my dick as I shot and I was in HEAVEN.  It was amazing.  I wanted to finish him off, so I knelt down in the shower and started working his big dick with all my might and it took about 15 minutes, but he finally shot a sweet load, which I promptly swallowed and we cleaned up and I headed out.  I hope I see him again this week.  If I do, I'll tell y'all about it, but until then...may the Luck of the Irish be with y'all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116287475632548707?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116287475632548707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116287475632548707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116287475632548707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116287475632548707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-part-two.html' title='The Weekend: Part Two'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116280008584176933</id><published>2006-11-06T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:38:35.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend: Part One</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a ton of fun for me because not only did I have fun with just one hottie, I scored TWO!  We didn't fuck either time, but there was plenty of body-on-body contact and lots of cum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy was on Saturday night.  His name was Jeff.  We met online and I invited him down to hang out because my roommate was away at a family thing.  He came down and we started talking about life, work, etc. and got comfortable with each other.  He was about 6' tall, REALLY pretty brown hair, gorgeous chocolate brown eyes and very nice teeth.  Those are the things I noticed first, but other things turned out to be just as nice!  We started making out after a bit and it felt very natural (and he was a PHENOMENAL kisser), so that made things easier.  We made out on the couch for probably 20-30 minutes before I stood up and took his hand and led him to my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laid down in bed and kept kissing and touching each other, stopping once in a while to smile and say "What?" before we kept on kissing.  Clothes ended up coming off as we went along and his body turned out to be quite a turn on for me as well.  He enjoyed kissing my neck and earlobe and enjoyed it when I licked his nipples with the tip of my tongue.  As things progressed, I gave him head and thoroughly enjoyed sucking his thick 8" cock and licking his big balls.  He did the same for me and really had a thing for stroking my balls gently which drives me NUTS!  No pun intended.  Finally, I asked him to straddle me and we kept kissing and stroked our cocks as one and that was the beginning of the end for both of us.  It went on like that, kissing and stroking, stroking and kissing, for the next 15 minutes before I couldn't hold it anymore and he was encouraging me along with his words and I started to shoot.  The first shot hit my shoulder, the second my chest and the rest on my stomach.  This pushed him over the edge and he started to shoot his big load all over my stomach and chest.  As we finished, we shared several more passionate kisses and cleaned up.  We chatted about getting together again, which I am quite excited about, even if it is totally outside of the bedroom.  I laid down in bed and fell into a deep sleep...part 2 to come tomorrow.  Until then, may the luck of the Irish be with you, studs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116280008584176933?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116280008584176933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116280008584176933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116280008584176933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116280008584176933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-part-one.html' title='The Weekend: Part One'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116129059442821401</id><published>2006-10-19T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:43:14.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. McCuddly Comes Out!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all. I am a huge fan of Grey's Anatomy and am a bigger fan now that T.R. Knight, who plays Dr. George O'Malley on the hit ABC series, has come out of the closet to People Magazine in an exclusive interview! Click his pic to read the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/article/0,26334,1548317,00.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/320/greys_anatomy_knight_d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116129059442821401?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116129059442821401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116129059442821401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116129059442821401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116129059442821401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/10/dr-mccuddly-comes-out.html' title='Dr. McCuddly Comes Out!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116114833830357242</id><published>2006-10-18T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:12:18.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gay Bloggies!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take a minute to promote the 2006 Gay Bloggie Awards!  You can nominate your favorite gay-themed blogs by visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.gaybloggies.com"&gt;Gay Bloggies&lt;/a&gt; website!  Have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116114833830357242?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116114833830357242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116114833830357242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116114833830357242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116114833830357242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/10/gay-bloggies.html' title='The Gay Bloggies!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-116084992729858935</id><published>2006-10-14T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:18:47.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ex...</title><content type='html'>I hooked up with an ex yesterday afternoon.  It's not something I'm particularly proud of, but I thought you guys might like to read about it.  It's not an exciting hookup like the others have been, but it was definitely satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only came over for about an hour and we ended up making out for a good portion of that, which turns the both of us on.  We got naked quickly and ended up blowing each other a bit before I moved south and started to finger his hole.  Almost every time we've gotten together, I've fucked him, so I assumed I would be banging his hot former football player ass again.  As it turns out, he had other plans, but I quickly crushed them.  I wanted to fuck him, and fuck him I did.  I didn't waste any time lubing up and sliding home in his tight hole, which pushed him to Cloud 9.  I pounded him on his back for a bit, then flipped him over doggie style and nailed him deep that way for about 10 minutes.  I wanted to finish him HARD, so I laid him on his back and rammed his sweet little ass with all my power for 5 minutes before he was cumming all over himself.  I told him I wasn't done and kept pounding.  He squirmed all over the bed like mad and I finally shot all over his cock and ass, which he loved.  We cleaned up, kissed a bit, and he headed on his way and I hit the showers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-116084992729858935?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/116084992729858935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=116084992729858935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116084992729858935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/116084992729858935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/10/ex.html' title='An Ex...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115959679222503348</id><published>2006-09-30T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:13:12.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Virgin...</title><content type='html'>...fucked for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic of tonight's blog needs no further introduction.  And no, I am not talking about me.  I gave my V-card away a LONG time ago to someone very special to me.  I'm talking about the hottie from campus that I had been looking at for quite a few years (3) now and finally started talking to me online tonight.  I was pleased, so I chatted for a while, then asked him if he was horny.  He replied "Yes" and I asked if he'd maybe be interested in getting together to mess around a little and he said "Possibly."  I asked what he'd get into and he gave me a very vanilla answer, which prompted my next question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you a virgin?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINGO!  JACKPOT!  I WON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm thinking he's either drunk or just playing a game with me.  I ask if he wants to give it up and he said "Yeah, sure."  So...I invited him over.  He took my address and phone number and I told him to call when he was getting close.  About 10-15 minutes passed and he finally called.  I was beginning to worry that he was playing a game with me.  He wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed up at my door in a sweater and khakis and I gave him a welcome hug and invited him back to the bedroom.  We started kissing right away and he's a GOOD kisser!  We laid down on the bed and made out for probably 20 minutes to get him relaxed, which he eventually did.  It was really cool to give him an awesome first-time experience.  I "suited up" after we exchanged blowjobs (he needs some coaching there.  Any volunteers?) and asked him how he wanted to start.  He told me it didn't matter, so I started to finger him gently with lube on his stomach, then had him flip over to his back for the initial position.  I was incredibly gentle as my dick is not slender by any means and he seemed to be okay.  I pushed in VERY gently and he again seemed okay and I asked him to make sure.  He said he was, so I started to pull out slowly and push back in slowly.  Obviously a virgin ass is tight, so the condom kept slipping, which was only a minor problem for me.  He was SO tight.  It was incredible.  I'm not a V-card collector or anything, but I definitely enjoy taking them if I get the opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some gentle thrusting, he told me it was starting to hurt, so I relubed and had him roll over to his stomach, which didn't work out much better.  I asked if he wanted to stop and he said he did, so I pulled out and we laid down on the bed together and kissed and stroked each other.  I had tossed the condom aside, knowing we were done with the fucking.  He kept getting harder and finally I could tell he was getting close, so I told him to shoot on me and I wanted him to straddle me.  Well, he did, and his entire attitude changed.  He went from shy and quiet to stud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dick was rubbing against his ass and he seemed to be enjoying it, so I told him if he wanted, he could sit down on it.  He took it and sat down HARD in one thrust and started to moan like a madman!  I'd hit the jackpot!  He was riding it cowboy style and HARD.  I was totally shocked and he started to get louder and louder and finally he leaned down and started kissing me HARD and shot a big hot load on my abs and pecs.  It was HOT.  &lt;em&gt;Okay, I used "HARD" 3 times in this paragraph already.  Oops&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I asked him if he'd help me cum and he said "Hell yeah," so he laid down next to me in bed and got to stroking my dick really good and playing with my balls.  I asked him if he wanted me to kiss him as hard as he kissed me when I was cumming and he said "YEAH!"  So, time went by and I'm getting close, so I start kissing him gently and he knew it was coming, so he picked up the pace and I couldn't hold back anymore.  I blew at least 4 shots to shoulder height and the rest hit my chest, no joke.  None was any lower than the bottom of my pecs.  I was totally impressed and he didn't get up to leave right away, but kept kissing me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laid in bed for another 15 minutes cuddling and talking before I reminded him that he did have a prior engagement at 9:15 in the morning.  We exchanged smalltalk as he and I both got dressed.  I walked him out and kissed him goodnight.  It'll never be a relationship, but I could play Cowboys and Horses again, that's for sure.  Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May the Luck of the Irish be yours!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115959679222503348?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115959679222503348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115959679222503348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115959679222503348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115959679222503348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-virgin.html' title='Like a Virgin...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115924980332712898</id><published>2006-09-26T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:50:03.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire Stud</title><content type='html'>I really had to convince this guy to come over, but I am glad my persistence paid off and I am sure he is too.  I know he left satisfied and I sure as hell was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to a guy online for over a year now (seems to be the trend as of late) and finally convinced him to come by for some fun this afternoon.  He showed up and looked nothing like the (obviously) much outdated picture he had sent me.  He looked better.  I know, it's a rarity in the gay world, but he honestly looked a lot better in real life.  I was pleasantly surprised to say the least as I answered the door in my red UnderArmour type boxer briefs and a tshirt.  He was surprised to see me like that, pleasantly, I think.  We started kissing pretty much right away and moved to my bedroom shortly thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept kissing as I stripped him out of his tshirt and jeans, leaving him in his (oh-so-cute) grey Joe Boxer boxer briefs, which didn't stay on long after we laid down on my bed and continued kissing.  I had the lube and other items ready and before long I had a couple of fingers working his ass as I sucked his average dick and licked his balls.  He was enjoying the fingering and I wasn't about to deny the boy the pleasure he deserved.  I did, however, want my cock sucked, so I asked if he'd do that and he gladly obliged.  I laid back and enjoyed a fantastic blowjob for about 10 minutes until he was begging to be fucked.  Who was I to say no?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid him on his back and lubed him and I up good before I started to slide in.  It wasn't working that way (my bed is apparently too soft, as I've had this problem in the past), so I moved his ass to the edge of the bed where I could stand and fuck him.  He REALLY liked this because I could use more force and go deeper inside him, apparently hitting his prostate with each thrust, because his eyes would roll back into his head when I thrust hard and deep.  He was moaning and grunting like a trooper by the time I was getting ready to really pound him, so I just let him have it.  He moaned and yelled like I've never heard before; I'm surprised the neighbors didn't come knocking!  Not too long after I started the hard pounding, he learned that if clenched his ass down around my dick, I'd moan too, so he started doing it more and more.  About 20 minutes of hard pounding (with the occasional couple soft thrusts thrown in for good measure), I was ready to cum and he told me just to blow it, so I did.  I shot and it was BIG.  He was moaning, but hadn't cum yet, so I told him to straddle me as I laid on my bed and had him shoot his thick, hot load on my stomach.  He was smiling the whole time as I pulled him down for a kiss as he started to come down from his post-orgasm high.  We laid in bed for a little while before he told me he had to head back to the dorms and get some homework done.  I asked if he wanted to get together again and he nodded, said "Yeah" and smiled.  I hope to see him again this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big week ahead, so I don't know how much time I'll have, but until you hear from me again...May the Luck of the Irish be yours!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115924980332712898?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115924980332712898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115924980332712898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115924980332712898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115924980332712898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/fire-stud.html' title='The Fire Stud'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115883030743645206</id><published>2006-09-21T03:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:31:19.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana'/><title type='text'>Oh what a night...</title><content type='html'>Wow. That is really the only word I can use to describe this morning's activities. I got home from hanging out with friends around 12:30 and saw a guy online that I'd chatted with before and had almost hooked up with once, but he fell asleep before I got back from the bar. So, he was online and I messaged him thinking that he might want to do some of the stuff we'd done before. I wasn't expecting a response from him because a couple of my buddies had tried to hook up with him and said he was just a tease, but I got one. He's someone I would normally DREAM of getting to mess around with, much less do what we did tonight. We chatted for a little bit on one site, then he told me to IM him on Yahoo, so I did. I showed him my cock pics and he was impressed (well, of course he was, haha) and we started talking dirtier and dirtier and he was telling me everything he wanted me to do to him. This boy was gonna get it good if everything went the way he wanted it to. He wanted to be fingered hard and possibly fisted and just have his hole "worked, stretched, etc." He also wanted me to take pics of his hole after I'd fucked him open, so who was I to argue with that? At one point he asked if I had poppers, which I don't (that's a long story), and I thought that was going to be the deciding factor, but it turns out he had some that worked just fine, which he didn't tell me until after he begged me to come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me his address and told me the plan, which I have to admit, was TOTALLY hot. He lives in an apartment building where the front door is open, but you need a code to get past the inside door, which has no windows. He gave me the code and the instructions and his apartment number and told me to give him 20-25 minutes to get his hole ready and cleaned out (thank goodness he did!) so I agreed, got dressed in my jockstrap, white tshirt and blue A&amp;amp;F track pants that he requested (apparently totally into the jock look, which is a turn on for me as well). In the meantime, I found out his real name and Googled him and found out that he works for a big corporation in town, which made the fact that I was gonna nail him even hotter. I hopped in the car and drove over there to "Ain't No Other Man" by Christina Aguilera blaring in my car stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked in the parking lot of his GORGEOUS apartment building (we're talking $800+ for a one bedroom apartment, which is insane in this town) and called him like he told me and told him to be ready. He said he was and I walked in and punched in the code and climbed the stairs to his floor. He said his door would be unlocked and I admit, I was a bit nervous, but I opened the door and took off my shoes and jacket and put my keys and the pair of underwear I had brought for him on the kitchen table and walked into his bedroom where a GORGEOUS man was laid out on the bed, facedown, beautiful bubble butt just begging to be rimmed with the light from the moon streaming in through the open window. I stripped down to my jockstrap and spread his legs apart and reached under his abs to feel his hard cock as I knelt behind him and started to rim him like crazy. He was moaning like mad already and REALLY enjoying my rimjob, which is a huge turn on. I started to finger him a little while I rimmed him, which turned him on even more. I knew he was an ass boy, but DAMN. He had a GORGEOUS ass. I can't express that enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept fingering him, adding finger by finger and he kept pushing up on them, deeper into his hole. I finally had 3 in there and told him to roll over onto his back, which he did and I finally got to see his equally amazingly beautiful face and awesome hairy bod. I played with his pecs and his nips for a little while and he enjoyed that for sure. He was moaning and whimpering, which is a total turn on for me, so I "rewarded" him for that by stroking his cock a little while I fingered him with 4 fingers now and he was practically begging for more, so I gently slid my thumb in and he flinched a little, but I leaned down, kissed him, and that pretty much went away. I didn't get my entire fist in because he was feeling it and I didn't want him to be hurting in the morning. I promised him no pain, so I stopped working him so hard and he was begging for me to fuck him, so I lubed up and slid in him in one thrust and he was in Heaven. I kept deep-dicking him and he was moaning and squirming all over his bed in total ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to REALLY give it to him like he wanted it, so I stood up next to his bed, moved him around so his ass was at the edge of the bed and just started nailing him and this sent him into a totally different world. He was begging me to give it to him and I, of course, kept teasing his hole with the head of my dick and he was begging for it, telling me how much of a whore and a slut he was, so I finally just slammed it home and he practically screamed "YEAH" really loudly, which of course, totally turned me on even more. I figured it was time for pictures so I pulled out, he whimpered and I told him not to move and I grabbed his camera from the nightstand next to the bed and snapped some pics of his bod and ass. He was even so kind as to spread it wide for me! They're on his camera, so when he sends them to me, I'll tell you guys. As he started to beg for my cum, I kept pounding him and he was going nuts, so I finally started to lick his feet more, which seemed to really get him moaning, and play with his dick, which I think is what did it for me. I started to pound him really hard and started to cum hard and he pushed down harder on my cock, which made me shoot even more. It was TOTALLY intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had also said he wanted me to piss inside him, which I had never ever done before and neither had he and we tried in his shower for a little while, but couldn't get it to happen, so I got a great look at his body in the light and started to massage his neck and he asked if I would continue that in his bed. We did, however, hear his neighbors fucking and the headboard slamming against the wall, which was hot, because them hearing us might have caused that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a little bit of a breather once we got back in his comfy bed and a back massage and told him I wanted to make him cum too, so he rolled over and I started sucking him off and he practically MADE me finger him, even though I totally thought he'd be done getting his ass worked after all that!. I was fingering him hard and he was moaning and whimpering loud and he asked if I wanted his cum and I nodded, my mouth still on his cock, and he started to shoot a DELICIOUS load. I am not a huge fan of the taste of cum usually, but this boy is TASTY. After I pulled off his cock and swallowed, I licked his nuts and up to the head of his cock again and he smiled. I grabbed the towel he had on his bed and cleaned his ass up a little and wiped the sweat off my bod (it was a big towel) and kissed him. He kissed me back and I told him it was amazing and he smiled bigger and agreed. I kissed him again. I asked him if that was what he wanted and he said "Oh yeah." I said "Better?" He smiled really big, put his arms behind his head, and said "Yeah, totally." Mission accomplished. I asked if he'd be game for a repeat in the future and he goes "Yeah, but I gotta call it a night tonight. IM me again soon." Bonus points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got dressed, kissed him and told him "Sweet dreams, stud" and he said "You too." I grabbed the underwear I noticed on the bed earlier, a pair of red briefs, asked if they were mine, he nodded, so I took them. I told him his pair was on his kitchen table and walked out of his room after a last kiss. I put on my shoes, my jacket, put his sexy underwear in my pocket, took a last glance at the beautiful naked stud laying on the bed from the kitchen and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously y'all, this is the best sex I've ever had, bar none. He was a beautiful guy and I was into him and he was into the whole thing, including me, so that totally turned me on. I would post a pic, but I don't have any bod pics that don't have his face in them. I will if I get them from him and crop his face out. Keep your eyes here for those, but until then...May the Luck Of the Irish be yours today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115883030743645206?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115883030743645206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115883030743645206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115883030743645206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115883030743645206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh what a night...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115873116068540406</id><published>2006-09-20T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T00:46:00.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much For That!</title><content type='html'>I don't think it's possible for me to go 24 hours without cumming at all these days.  I mean, I've done it in the past, but only because I had to because I wasn't alone or whatever.  My buddy Jeff called me up tonight and was talking about getting together to mess around like we did last year (I'll have to post that story soon) and he got me rock hard and before I knew what we were doing, we were both talking about sucking dick and how much we wanted to fuck.  Sounds like he shot a big load too, from the moaning and groaning I heard on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also talked to another hottie tonight who wants me to basically tell him what to do on cam.  Be his "teacher", if you will.  Totally hot, but I'm not posting his pic because he asked me not to.  Sorry guys.  More stories tomorrow...work beckons early again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115873116068540406?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115873116068540406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115873116068540406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115873116068540406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115873116068540406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-much-for-that.html' title='So Much For That!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115864574341640381</id><published>2006-09-19T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:04:45.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far, So Good!</title><content type='html'>Although I was tempted today, I haven't cum yet, but I did discover a really hot site for those of you who are into the whole "doctor" thing.  I'm into it, but like others I know, don't get turned on by a real doctor's visit.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.doctorstroke.com"&gt;http://www.doctorstroke.com&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested in seeing what turned me on today.  Work beckons early in the morning or I'd post more.  I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115864574341640381?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115864574341640381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115864574341640381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115864574341640381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115864574341640381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-far-so-good.html' title='So Far, So Good!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115856749907225815</id><published>2006-09-18T03:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:01:35.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for Thursday!!</title><content type='html'>So dudes, I have been chatting up a bi guy from a city about an hour and a half away from me who's looking for a regular fuck bud (who could potentially become his boyfriend) and I fit the bill.  Thursday night should be our first meeting and I can't fucking WAIT.  He's 7.5" long by 6" around (yes, he can wrap a dollar bill around his dick end-to-end)   I'll have a pic to post on Friday after he leaves.  He seems really chill, is totally into kissing, cuddling, sucking, fucking...the whole works.  He's also VERY into spending the night, which I really like.  Oh, did I mention he's cute?  That's a HUGE plus.  He's totally into taking things at my pace (since I haven't been fucked by a dick that thick...well, EVER...he's bigger than Mr. Chicago that I wrote about in a past entry) and I'm stoked for that.  How sweet would it be if I ended up with my own version of Alex's King Kong?  I'll keep you guys posted but he's already caused me to shoot two HUGE loads tonight.   We made a deal that neither of us are going to cum between now and Thursday, so I am going to be MIGHTY horny for the next couple of days!!  He's very no pressure and it rocks.  Can't WAIT.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115856749907225815?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115856749907225815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115856749907225815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115856749907225815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115856749907225815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/plans-for-thursday.html' title='Plans for Thursday!!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115847131971390346</id><published>2006-09-17T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:35:19.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under The Desk</title><content type='html'>So, my super hot friend from New York (who used to live in Wisconsin), is currently working in TV production under a (from what I understand) TOTALLY gorgeous (and openly gay) boss.  One night after work, my friend and his boss hit up happy hour at a local bar and were discussing how hot men in suits are.  Within the next few days, my friend's boss called him into his office and my friend walked in to find the boss' cock hanging out.  So, being the good little employee that he is, my friend knelt before his boss and started sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has now progressed into a daily under-the-desk blowjob!  Apparently the boss will just call Ben in and Ben knows what to do.  Does this turn anyone else on?  I'm hard as a rock just picturing this.  A lot of that comes from knowing how fucking GORGEOUS Ben is.  DAMN, I am jealous.  I doubt I could blow anyone behind the espresso bar.  Although, there is one I'd LIKE to...but that's for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Luck of the Irish be yours today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115847131971390346?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115847131971390346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115847131971390346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115847131971390346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115847131971390346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/under-desk.html' title='Under The Desk'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115846814113556479</id><published>2006-09-16T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:42:21.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Telephone...</title><content type='html'>I've been having phone sex with a TON of dudes lately, which is a huge turn on for me because I can see their pics and then we just talk nasty, moan, groan, grunt and cum.  I am not really sure WHY it is such a turn on, but it is.  I think it has something to do with the fact that they don't know what I REALLY look like (if I were on cam, for instance, but I always send my real pic if they ask for it) and I don't feel self conscious that way.  It's acting, in a way, something I love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really enjoying my new job and have been working a TON, so that's why I haven't been able to post.  My assistant manager is a total stud and resembles Justin Timberlake, so it's always good working with him.  I also think I am really falling for a gay guy I work with.  He's not 100% aware of my "crush" yet, but I want to talk to him someday soon about it.  I'll keep y'all posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALSO: Whoever posted about wanting to meet up when I'm in Chicago, leave a comment with your email address and I will drop you a line so we can chat and set it up!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115846814113556479?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115846814113556479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115846814113556479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115846814113556479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115846814113556479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/telephone.html' title='The Telephone...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115794925152104409</id><published>2006-09-10T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T14:08:22.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cam...</title><content type='html'>Webcams are seriously one of the best inventions ever.  I have this buddy from Chicago who used to be in my area for work and we hooked up frequently when he was around.  He's got a monster dick (we're talking 9" long and a good 5-7" around, dependong on how turned on he was) and I seriously LOVED to just worship it and his balls and ass.  He was always game for letting me go to his hotel room and just suck him to my heart's content.  After his work here was done, he returned to Chicago and I discovered he had a webcam.  He has me SO whipped that just seeing him stroking his big dick gets me to shoot my load.  Tonight, I cammed with him and 3 of my other buddies and it was just HOT seeing all of us stroking to each other's cocks...shot a big load all over as did he.  I think a visit to Chicago and Steamworks is in order.  If I go, I'll post...later dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115794925152104409?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115794925152104409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115794925152104409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115794925152104409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115794925152104409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/cam.html' title='The Cam...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115769604285771857</id><published>2006-09-08T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T06:17:14.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TJ and LOGAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am TOTALLY stoked because CorbinFisher, one of my ultimate favorite porn sites, paired my new favorite hottie TJ up with veteran Logan for a HOT video. Seriously, I couldn't keep from jerking off during this video. It was just totally hot to hear TJ tell Logan that he loved having his ears kissed and seeing TJ take Logan's dick into his mouth...PRICELESS! I'm giving too much away, though. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://previewacm.corbinfisher.com/ACMPreview.aspx?~ZGk9MSZpcD0xJmlzbT0xJmlzcz0xJml2bT0xJml2cz0xJml4bT0zNDgmaXhzPTEmbWI9Ti9OJm1pbT0xJm1pcz0xJm1zbT0mbXNzPSZweD0xJnNjbT0mc2NzPSZzdG09MCZzdHM9MCZ0ZD1GcmlkYXksIFNlcHRlbWJlciAwOCwgMjAwNiMyOjAxOjU4IEFNJnRwbT1QJnRwcz1QJnVpbT0xJnVpcz0xJnZpbT0wMDEuanBnJnZpcz0wMDEuanBnJndzPW0="&gt;CorbinFisher&lt;/a&gt;! Here's a couple screen caps...*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/320/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/320/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115769604285771857?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115769604285771857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115769604285771857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115769604285771857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115769604285771857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/tj-and-logan.html' title='TJ and LOGAN!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115730252985499058</id><published>2006-09-03T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:55:29.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day</title><content type='html'>So, since it's laundry day anyway and I was SUPER horny when I woke up this morning, I decided to do a cam show for my friend from Minnesota and ended up blowing my load all over my shirt. Here's the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/320/september2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry the quality isn't the best, but the load's all the way up at my pecs... :)  Happy Sunday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115730252985499058?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115730252985499058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115730252985499058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115730252985499058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115730252985499058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115722295234221993</id><published>2006-09-02T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:49:12.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin the Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>SeanCody, one of my absolute favorite porn sites, recently debuted a new model...GAVIN. I'm entralled by how gorgeous this guy is, even if he totally fake-bakes, which is obvious in the new video, featuring Boyd and Gavin. He told Sean that he was mostly a top, but we've yet to see him top there. So far, he's been a very cooperative and hot as hell bottom boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/GavinDayton1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the only pic that I can post of him (he's the blonde) that's not totally X-rated. If you want to see him in action, check out SeanCody.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115722295234221993?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115722295234221993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115722295234221993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115722295234221993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115722295234221993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/09/gavin-gorgeous.html' title='Gavin the Gorgeous'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115705574862800066</id><published>2006-08-31T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:50:18.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superstars'/><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>In a recent comment frenzy on my friend Justin's blog on LiveJournal, I brought up the fact that I am a big fan of guys in certain types of shoes. For example, Adidas Superstars are a huge turnon for me, when worn correctly. Here's a few examples of what really gets me going :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/LegsatSubway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4056/3698/320/163840691_f298f67eef_m.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If any of you have pics of boys in sneaks like these...post them in a comment :) Thanks!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115705574862800066?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115705574862800066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115705574862800066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115705574862800066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115705574862800066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/08/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115705501851160253</id><published>2006-08-31T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:59:09.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Alarm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This short story involves an ex boyfriend who knows that I'm going to post it about him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the end of February 2005 and Kev and I had been dating for a couple weeks when I went to visit him at school in Minnesota.  We hadn't fooled around before this visit and were sort of looking forward to it!  The first two nights were pretty boring, with just some cuddling.  The third afternoon, however, brought about some serious sparks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev and I were laying in his tiny twin dorm bed and cuddling and kissing when I decided to break the ice and go down on him.  I slid his shorts down and was greeted with a VERY nice sized dick, which I promptly started working over with my mouth and tongue.  Kev was definitely enjoying the attention and was actually REALLY close to cumming when we were interrupted, rudely, might I add, by the freakin FIRE ALARM!  Talk about a scramble to put our clothes on!  Imagine the surprise on the faces of everyone we ran into outside that asked Kev what we were up to and who I was, mostly because we weren't in normal daytime clothes, but rather pajamas.  Oops!  Needless to say, the mood was ruined and we didn't get a chance to finish and broke up the next day.  Not a big deal, however, because we're still good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115705501851160253?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115705501851160253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115705501851160253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115705501851160253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115705501851160253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/08/fire-alarm.html' title='Fire Alarm!'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115704639550438600</id><published>2006-08-31T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:47:09.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hot Tub Stud</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This story is from May of 2005...enjoy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight I drove down to a city only about 15-20 minutes away to meet a guy named Tony. Well, when I got there, I got TOTALLY lost. I tried to follow the stupid directions that MapQuest gave me, but they didn't work. He lived on 11th Avenue and I just couldn't find it. So, I decided to stop and ask for directions at the Best Western...the desk was closed. (This becomes important in a little bit.) So, I drove on down a bit further to the AmericInn, which was open. The lady behind the desk helped me get back on my way. I finally made it to Tony's about a half hour after I said I was going to. He had already gone out with other people. Damn. That left me fucking pissed off and in this town with nothing to do. So, I decided to call my buddy Jeff. We had hung out/hooked up before and he was awake, so we decided to get together and hang out for a little bit. He told me that he was just closing up the front desk. I asked him which hotel and to my surprise, he replied "the Best Western." I told him I'd be there in a few minutes and he said he'd meet me out front. I met him at the front of the hotel and we walked down the hallway a little bit to a door marked "Whirlpool." I was pretty sure that something hot was going to go down (no pun intended) by this point, but he told me to wait there. He returned a minute later with two towels in hand and shut the door behind us. Now, keep in mind that I had been to this hotel about 25 minutes earlier and intended to ask for directions. Wouldn't THAT have been a shock?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the room that the whirlpool is in has some windows. One that looks out into the hallway leading to the lobby and one larger one that looks out onto the parking lot. He stripped his shirt off, revealing his hairless, tan, slightly muscular upper body and asked me if I wanted to jump in with him. I told him that I didn't have anything to wear as he walked over to the wall and turned on the jets. He said that he didn't either and no sooner had he uttered those words and his silver basketball shorts were on the floor and he was standing before me totally naked. This guy has a beautiful body and a dick and ass set to match. He's about 8" long, nicely cut and REALLY thick. I wasn't about to let this chance pass, even though it was totally risky, and stripped off my shorts and got in the bubbling tub with him. I sat next to him and we started with some small talk as we stroked each other's now hard dicks under the water. Before too long, I was kissing his neck and ears and he was moaning softly. He slid up so he was sitting on the edge of the tub and shook his hard dick at me. I, of course, started giving him head and rubbed his balls with my hands while rubbing his asshole gently as well. He scooted toward my finger as I was massaging his hole, so I figured he wanted me to start to finger him. I was right. Before I did that, however, he got a nice short rimjob. After I was done making him moan with my tongue/handjob combination, I had him sit down on my finger as I wrapped my other arm around him and supported him. He slid down it with ease and actually started to fuck himself on my finger. I grabbed the lube from the pocket of my shorts (hey, I was supposed to hook up with Tony!) and laid him on the edge of the tub and lubed him up pretty nicely. I asked him if he wanted to fuck and he said "Hell yeah!" I lubed up and stood behind him as he bent over the edge of the tub. I slid up behind him and put the head of my dick at the entrance to his ass and slid it in gently. Before I knew it, he had thrust his ass all the way down on my dick and started to fuck himself. I wrapped my arms around his nicely toned chest and abs and started to gently fuck him. His ass was nice and tight and warm. I knew he wanted to get off and I wanted to get off on him as well, so we moved to the small shower room right off the whirlpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both rinsed off and I dropped to my knees and started working his big dick over with my mouth. He wanted me to swallow, so I did so gladly after about a ten minute blowjob. (He usually takes about 25 minutes to a half hour to get off, so my skills are definitely honed.) After he wiped off his dick, he immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick full-force. He'd never swallowed before and didn't want to tonight, so when I was going to cum, he pulled off and let me shoot my load all over his pecs. It was a 6-shot load with a few dribbling shots after that. He asked if I was done and I nodded. He looked at my load on his chest for a couple of seconds and said "Damn, that's hot dude." As we were getting dressed he revealed to me that he had never been fucked before me. I was shocked that a virgin would take my dick (which isn't all that small, lengthwise or girthwise) as fast as he did. He said he liked and it and told me he'd call me later today (thank GOD I have off!) when he is up by me. I'm looking forward to it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115704639550438600?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115704639550438600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115704639550438600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704639550438600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704639550438600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/08/hot-tub-stud.html' title='The Hot Tub Stud'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115704596475987869</id><published>2006-08-31T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:57:37.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grad Student</title><content type='html'>As I woke up this morning, I felt a familiar stirring coming from my A&amp;amp;F gym shorts. I was hard as a rock and all alone. After checking out my usual morning sites (CorbinFisher, SeanCody, Perez Hilton) I decided to see what was going on in one of the chatrooms I occasionally visit. Lo and behold, there was a guy online named Justin who didn't live too far away from me and was just as horny as I was. We decided he would come by my place in about 20 minutes and we'd have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got here and despite not having a picture, Justin was really quite cute. I was shocked, however, when he took off his shirt and right there on his left shoulder was a tattoo of a cross and the "Jesus fish" as my roommate and I call it. (I'll write more about her later.) I thought to myself 'What the hell!" and kept right on going. He had said he was into kissing at about an 8 on a scale of 1-10...I'd say it was an 11. He was a fantastic kisser too. We messed around and I almost made him cum a few times just by suckin on his nipples. He would moan and groan and squirm all over my bed, which is a sight I LOVE to see. We kept playing for a while when he basically rolled onto his back and told me he wanted me to shoot my load. Kind of a strange request, but I complied and straddled his chest and stroked my now-throbbing dick as he played with my balls. When I let go, I REALLY let go. It was all over his chest and his chin, even though he tried to stop it with his hand. Oh well. I then told him to do the same and although his load was bigger and thicker, it wouldn't have won any medals for distance. It made it halfway up my chest and that was about it. We chatted a little bit as he got dressed and I found out that he's getting his Master's degree in Psychology. Maybe then he'll be able to explain the 'sexcapades' and the "Jesus fish" combo. Until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115704596475987869?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115704596475987869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115704596475987869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704596475987869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704596475987869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/08/grad-student_31.html' title='The Grad Student'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33653765.post-115704319196374076</id><published>2006-08-31T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:58:20.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every story has a beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my very first post in this journal, so I thought I'd introduce myself as best I could to my readers (who I hope will become devoted followers and come back to check out my latest escapades!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 years old and from Wisconsin. I'm a former flight attendant for a major US carrier and have plenty of stories to share from those days. I am almost done earning my degree in Communication with an emphasis in Public Relations from a college here in Wisconsin. Once I do, I hope to move to New York, LA, or Orlando and work in the entertainment industry, either as a publicist or a press agent. In the meantime, I work at a coffee chain and a quickly-expanding 50's/60's diner chain and have PLENTY of fun, which I hope to share with all of you over the course of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by and enjoy and ALWAYS, ALWAYS comment!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33653765-115704319196374076?l=shamrockstud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/feeds/115704319196374076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33653765&amp;postID=115704319196374076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704319196374076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33653765/posts/default/115704319196374076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrockstud.blogspot.com/2006/08/every-story-has-beginning.html' title='Every story has a beginning...'/><author><name>Lucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878791415044181360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v32/tjniehaus/Shamrock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
