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Los Angeles, California Here We come!

It’s funny how things can change in an instant, and that’s what happened with me. Ok, so Obviously by the title you can already tell I am moving to Los Angeles, California. Yes, I am and how did this come to be? Well, let’s start at the beginning. So, as I mentioned in the previous post I was and still am failing in classes. I tried really hard and I even got a tutor, Jonathan Jackson. I was still three weeks behind and I know I missed at least a week of class because I was sick. So, with that I had decided enough was enough and planned on dropping out. I know I am on financial aid and that I will have to pay back $10 Grand, but even then if I continued to attend class I would’ve recieved a grade of E and had my financial aid suspended. So, with that I was gonna have to drop out either way.

It’s not only about the financial aid issue,  it was also some deep thinking I did and what a methhead told me. So, there was this one night when I met this guy, Damon P. Rodriguez, who needed a place to stay for the night. So I met him and talked to him for a couple of hours to make sure he was safe. Then I offered for him to crash at my place for the night because he seemed really nice and chill (the only downfalls: He was a methhead and he was HIV Poz….which didn’t bother me. I told him just to not do the drugs in the house and if we did have sex it’d have to be with two condoms). So he stayed at my house overnight and we were actually up 2am talking about my life.  When I had got home with him, my landlord (Norman Bouma) was yelling at me saying I needed to get out and couldn’t have company over any longer. Him and I were yelling at each other because I was like I get 30 days to leave and he was like I want you out tonight. So Damon stepped in and told him I had 30 days and to leave me alone.

I went to my bedroom and was crying. I was “whining” as Damon put it. He said that I had a pretty messed up life and that I was headed in the wrong direction. I asked him what he meant and he said if I wanted to be a PopStar/MovieActor/Model that going to school was not going to help. Yes, I would learn stuff but in the end I wouldn’t need it. He also said I should consider moving to Hollywood and auditioning there because I’d have more luck there than in Grand Rapids, Michigan. So with that, I started the process of thinking about my options I had. I stayed up for 4 nights in a row packing my bags trying to figure out what to do. I questioned myself: Do I really want to do this? Do I really want to move all the way out to the west? Do I really want to move so far away that there may be a chance that I won’t ever see my family again? Do I really want to face the possibly of paying $10K  and possibly end up in jail if I don’t pay it back? I ask these few question plus many more and thought about it real hard. I was exhausted that whole week because it was all I could think of and I was stressed. Either way, I was gonna be homeless and living on the street in 30 days. I had a decision to make.

So with that, I chose to take a shot at Los Angeles, California. I had weighed all my options and came to the conclusion I was going to Los Angeles. My landlord, got extremely mad but then he saw it as a way to get out of pressing charges on me and paid for the ticket. So with that, I went. And Now I am writing this as I am on my way to California. I am scared and I am happy at the same time. I know this could be great or not. But I am taking my chances. So, Hollywood California here we come!

 

My Gay Erotic Stories: Jonny Boi

I sat there waiting for him to show up. I knew I was taking a risk of being raped or worse yet being killed but I didn’t really care. All I wanted was to have sex and please my sexual desire. I was so horny! I couldn’t stop thinking of it and my dick wouldn’t give me a break either. So I went online to instantgayhookup.com and created a personal profile.I was scared at first because I had never done online hookups before. In fact, I’ve tried to avoid it because I had heard too many stories. I heard about how this girl went on a dating website called Eveslittleangels.com and got raped the next day. Then one of my gay best friends also got raped a few weeks ago and was traumatized by it. So many thoughts crowded in my head and I didn’t know what to do.

 

So with putting all those stories aside I made an online account and took the risk. After all, You Only Live Once!I instantly got a match notification after filling in my details: 20, 5’10”, 165lbs, muscular 7.5cut, latino, and smooth. I checked it out. The man seemed nice. He had a handsome pic and totally seemed like my type with brown hair and blue eyes and 8 inches cut. A decent average body with big biceps. He didn’t specify his age but did say his name was Tony. He just seemed perfect with sexual likes of giving head, being versatile, and rimming. It all seemed so perfect and he was only 10 miles down the road from me! So with everything I risked it and invited him over to my house and the invitation was accepted.

 

The fifteen minutes it took for Tony to show up seemed so long and I was dying inside of worry and second thoughts. What if I made a bad decision? What if this man intended to secretly rape me? What if this guy was a psycho? So many what ifs but I just told himself everything was gonna be ok. So Tony showed up and he looked exactly what his pictures showed in the profile. Actually to be honest: he seemed hotter than his pictures. And the bulge in his pants clearly showed he was hung. I fell for him instantly and felt comfortable. His smile seemed  to make me feel safe.it was so bright and seemed to light up the room and his pose was so masculine. I couldn’t resist it. So with that I brought him to my bedroom. A small quaint bedroom with a queen size bed. He sat down on my bed and stared right into my eyes as I took my shoes off. i wasn’t sure what to bring up next or if I should’ve gotten straight to the point so I decided to have a little pep talk. That’s when I asked him his age. He looked at me with the most beautiful smile ever and said that he didn’t feel like it mattered but that he was 42. Wow! He looked only to be 28! I was shocked I had a very attractive older man in my bedroom! I admitted I thought he was younger and he just laughed and said I was crazy. We then discussed our life and our interests. He seemed to be more interesting every moment. I couldn’t resist him.

 

So with that, I went over to him and started to unbutton his purple shirt. I raised my small nimble hands to the buttons trembling and shaking from nervousness because touching him was getting me hard. He knew it and was patiently waiting for me to get to the last button. One button…two buttons….three buttons. By the time I got to the fourth I was completely hard and turned on immensely because he had the most masculine hairy chest you could ever wish for! I just couldn’t resist it and went down on him sucking his nipples. I sucked them and licked his torso all over and proceeded to get all his clothes off him.  He was so hot and he was definitely enjoying it!By this time he had rolled me over and ripped my clothes off. He did it so fast and so fierce just like any fantasy would want and I was just mesmerized by him. He lay there in his beautiful naked body all white and hairy just waiting for me to make the next move.  We made out and sucked each other’s cocks. His cock was so big and beautiful and I loved sucking on it. I wanted it my ass so bad. So with that I slipped a condom on it and was riding it like no tomorrow. He was enjoying every moment of it and I loved the feeling of it pumping in my ass. He then rolled me over on my back and started fucking me missionary style. I was enjoying every moment of it and I passionately was falling for him. I moaned so fiercely and begged him to go deeper and faster. He fucked so well and it was like heaven.He busted his load inside me and it felt hot because I could feel it.

 

He pulled out and I then fiercely rolled him over and started rimming him and eating his ass out. He was so delicious and it was so hot hearing him moan so loud. He was asking me to fuck him and kept pushing his ass deeper into my face. So I slipped a condom on and fucked him. It was so hot! I fucked him like I loved him and like he was mine.pushed harder and was enjoying it like ecstasy! He begged me to go deeper and  I fucked him good and busted my nut in his ass. It was hot as we both lay there just relaxing and sweating and thinking about what happened. We had the best passionate sex ever in my life and I couldn’t believe it!

 

So with that we cuddled and made out a little more. His kisses were so sweet and soft and they felt beautiful!  I passionately kissed him knowing that this could be the last time I saw him. I wanted to let him know I was interested in doing this again but I knew he wasn’t probably looking for this. I cried and he rolled me over and wrapped me in his arms and asked me what was wrong. I told him I wanted to do this with him again and better yet I wanted him as a boyfriend. He looked me in the eye and passionately but gently said he was single and that he enjoyed it too.

 

He then got up and dressed himself. I put rolled over and watch his sweet ass slip into his pants and just cried. I was gonna miss out on him if he didn’t want to get with me again. He looked at me with passionate eyes and reached into his pants and pulled out a piece of paper.He gave it to me, sat me up, and dried my tears away. I unwrapped it and it had a phone number with an email. He looked at me and told me he wanted to do it again and to call him. with that he got up and left the house and I planned on calling him the next day. I am definitely looking forward to next time! I hope he is serious and is looking for something serious.

-Jonny Boi

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The Letter I wrote to My mom and Dad 2 weeks ago

So, two weeks ago I sent this email out to my parents. I never got a reply. I just resent it hoping they will reply. I don’t expect it but it’s worth a try! I kept it G-Rated…haha.

“Hi Mom and Dad,

It’s Jonathan =) Just thought I would write to y’all and let y’all know what’s been up with me lately. Well, as you guys know I got into college and I am about finished up with the semester!! I have averaged a B in my grades (which is above average) and I am looking forward to moving on to the next semester! This semester was really good for me, as I did take three classes this semester with 7 credits (Math 097: Basic Algebra and mathematics, MUS 189: College Choir, and CLS 100 Introduction to college studies). My next semester is planned in five classes: MUS 120: Introduction to Piano, MUS 112: Basic Music Theory, MUS 189: College Choir, MUS 151: Applied Non Music Major (These are the vocal lessons), and lastly MUS 103: Applied Performance Class (This is the class I Have at the end of the month when I appear to the jury for them to judge whether I move up to the next level in music lessons).
So that is the plan for my next semester. I am very excited and thrilled I will be learning music and piano. I took pre-requisites this ending semester (fall 2013) and did very well as mentioned before (I received a B either way because tomorrow I take the final in Math 097 and I am quite confident I can pass it). Choir has been fun and Is graded on attendance. I never miss choir because it is so fun and I’ve grown to master my vocal range somewhat (I am a First Tenor in training). We had our first concert October 13 and performed Les Miserables and Bridge Over Troubled Water. It was fun!!! I was nervous because it was my first concert performing but I performed quite well and am looking forward to our next concert which is December 9th!
So yeah, I also have a part time job with workstudy working with the music department. 15 hours a week and it isn’t a hard job at all! I also am anticipating on recording a Christmas album soon (not professional, but a demo) and I also am trying to plan on going to America’s Got Talent Summer 2014 (as I have the option to take the summer off). I am working on developing this talent and totally am pursuing my dream to become a popstar!
But I am not perfect and I’m not trying to paint a perfect picture. By all means, I still face problems. For one, I recently had to admit I’m an alcoholic because I was drinking like crazy. I also got into debt by $400 but I quickly repaid it back (I won’t say how, but let’s just say I stopped doing that because Jesus spoke to me). I’ve been raped. I’ve been accused of many things too. I struggle too. All my money I make now goes for a place to stay and my phone bill. I struggle hard because I don’t have parents to support me (*but that’s ok tho*). Amazingly through all my stress and hurt and pain, I still pass in school and get good grades. That’s because I’ve set my priorities straight and I DEEPLY care about my future.
Yes, I believe in Jesus and God and I attend church regularly on sundays. I also am part of the young adult/college life ministry and the pastor has connected with me. It’s good living here in Grand Rapids, Michigan and Attending Grand Rapids Community College. I will be earning my Associates Degree in Music.
Mom, if u read this I just wanted to let you know that what you taught me about cleaning and cooking is being used quite well and I am very clean and still cook a lot ❤ . When people ask me how I know how to do so many good things I was always tell them to thank my mom. Haha. I love u and I still care. I wanna see u but whatever. soon enough I guess.
Well Thanksgiving is a week away and I hope y’all enjoy it! I will miss everyone and be thinking of u guys but it is what it is. I’ve forgiven y’all and I pray everyday that Jesus will change your hearts and let me back in. It hurts and I cry so many times and I’ve been suicidal before about it but I have learned to let go (altho family movies and some memories triggered do get me depressed sometimes and I cry a lot,). I wrote a song about the pain and that helps too. I don’t hate y’all. I don’t dislike y’all. I know I am still gay.
Infact, I am still looking for the right man to marry. I’ve been through a lot of breakups and stuff but I still look for the right man that would wanna marry me and adopt kids and make a family. A man that will accept me for who I am. It’s hard tho because all the men in Grand Rapids are whores but I still try. It’s all about patience tho.
well, I need to go and do some things. Hope you read this mom. And dad. Reply back please?
Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Holidays ❤
Love,
Jonathan Stephen Fisher
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9 Sexually Explicit Details about me

So, I was asked to tell nine things about myself on facebook lately. I was given the number 9 twice. Here is a list of things I put together:

“So, My number is 9 again. So, here are 9 gay things you should know about me (WARNING: EXPLICIT DETAILS!):
1. I don’t know why but I’ve always like older men in their late thirties or forties who look young. It turns me on.
2. I love playing the slave/master role in the bedroom where I am the slave and he is my master. I want him to dominate me and call me bitch and throw me on the bed. I am a submissive guy. This turns me on.
3. I am a feminine guy (some would say bitch) and I desire a really masculine man.
4. I lost my virginity when I was 18. I don’t remember to who but yeah.
5. I am a bottom. Or in other words, I like taking it. Now, I call myself a versatile bottom because every once in a while I will top but I am always bottoming. Afterall, who wouldn’t want my sweet bubble butt ass?
6. I am gay 100% but sometimes I wish I wasn’t. Sometimes I wish I was straight.
7. I am majorly attracted to chubs, bears, and cubs in the gay scene. A belly turns me on. Haha. I don’t know why, but it’s been that way since I was 7.
8. I like my men hairy. Hairy all over.
Lastly 9. Making out is a must for me!! I love cuddling and kissing. If the guy don’t kiss me then I’m like gtfo! Haha!

I’m pretty sure I’ll lose some friends on my facebook for this, but idgaf! I am free to express myself freely in America.
#Gay #LGBTQ #LGBT #GayRights #Powerbottom #Homosexual #GayEroticism#BeYoBitch #Twink #GayFantasy

As quoted by Jonathan S Fisher on Facebook.com

Thanks for reading!

-Jonathan S Fisher

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Weekend

It’s the weekend and I’m sitting here in the kitchen just staring at my computer racking my brain for things to do. Yesterday was fun for me because I slept all day and then went to a gamer’s convention at 3  pm. I only stayed there for an hour and then went home and cooked dinner. Dinner was orange chicken (I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I’ve been eating a lot of Chinese food lately) and then I decided to go to bed again. I slept till about 1am and then I woke up and goofed around on my computer.

I was just Facebook my friends and checking my A4A (adam4adam)  to see if I was to get any hookups for the night (I wasn’t looking for a hookup per se. I was more like looking for a cuddle buddy to fall asleep in his arms). Needless to say, I got nothing that last night and went to bed feeling alone again. I mean, like there was this one guy by the name of Steve who was all into me and talking to me but sadly this morning when I woke up he told me he wasn’t a christian and so I said we weren’t gonna work out because I need a christian man who is gonna encourage me to grow in God and go to church with me.  I can’t marry a man who  is gonna drive me away from God and Jesus. This is one thing that I will only require of my man.

So yeah, I fell asleep alone. Lately, I’ve been feeling lonely. Wishing I hadn’t broke up with some of my exes because then they would be there for me when I have these spurts. I just need someone I can call my own and love and care for. A man who is gonna hold me in his arms ans reassure me that everything is gonna be ok. A masculine man who is dominant in the bed and very confident in himself. A man with a loving heart and a caring mind. A man who can handle me and love me for who I am rather than just sexual. I mean, I want my man to want me sexually but I don’t want that to be all of it. I want a heart to heart connection. I want that burning passion for each other to see each other succeed and pursue our dreams. A man who will love me for who I am and encourage me to grow not only in my religious views, but in my Career and mental stability.  A man who I can be there for and give him anything he wants and be his “bitch” (there are some exceptions to this term, but i think he will get it). A man who will love it when I cook, clean, and organize for him. A man who wants to adopt kids one day and make a family. A man who appreciates family and relationships. I want a manly man.

So there you have it. There is what I need in a man and what I look for (the whole total jest of it? probably). Will I ever find him? Will he find me? After-all, what is it a guy can find in me? I’m not gonna go over that list cause well, he can figure out if I’m right for him. Lately I’ve just been needing a cuddle buddy to cuddle up with. I wanna be romantic again. I wanna kiss my man when he gets home from work. I wanna cuddle up in bed with my man every night and hold him close to me and tell him I love him. I wanna hold hands with him while walking out in public. I wanna make him dinner and spoil him to death. I wanna do his laundry and make his bed and be his wife. I wanna love again. I wanna listen to him and talk to him. I wanna give him passionate hugs and kisses and be passionate in the bedroom. I want to go to church with him and pray with him. I wanna read the Word with him and talk about Jesus. I just want a man to love and I want to be romantic again.

So yeah, that’s how I’ve been feeling lately when I go to bed. I cry about it sometimes because I don’t know if I’ll ever find my other half. All these guys I’ve been seeing all just want me for one thing: sex. They see I’m attractive with a nice bubble butt and a nice package and they just wanna go down on me. Seriously, sex is really getting boring for me because I want more. I cry because it seems like no guys want real love. Well, I’m sorry. I’m not a sex toy. Ya know, it kinda pisses me off too. Like this morning when I told Steve that I didn’t think we were gonna work out he was like “Well, can we fuck at least”. I was just about to scream!! I just texted him and told him I’m not a sex toy. But seriously that disgusted me! Like I am not a sex toy and I am worth more than that! Seriously I should’ve seen that coming tho. Most men have interior motives like that. Gah!

So yeah, I did something nice today actually. I helped my room mate Norm put up the Christmas lights and decorations in his front yard. I was so happy when I did this because  it means Christmas is finally here and it’s time to put my christmas cheer on! I am excited! I even recorded a video this morning with me singing “Let It Snow”

Yeah. I just been In the Holiday Mood lately too. Listening to Christmas Music on Spotify and singing along with it. The other day I was at work just playing my music out loud and my boss was happy to hear it was Christmas music. She just looked at me and asked me to turn it up. So I did just that.  I love Christmastime! It brings me so much joy with all the Christmas caroling and beautiful young kids talking about Santa (no, I don’t believe in Santa, but it’s cute when kids talk about it). The beautiful gift wrappings are nice too. Christmas makes me happy! My favorite Christmas Carol is “Carol of The Bells”. I’ve heard many versions of it but I’ve got to say My Favorite of them all is the one done by “Celtic Woman”.

So anyways, I need to go, but I though I’d share what’s been on my mind. Happy Holidays!!

-Jonathan S Fisher