OK, I have been been looking for other platforms for this blog.  As previously stated I am trying BDSLM as the next step.  

BI have been trying to download/backup the blog, but have not been having any luck, tried the tumblr back-up and after four days, got a zip file with nothing readable in it. Tried WordPress and it, so far, has done nothing (just spinning “in progress after three days). Tried Tumblethree, again no usable results.

Started manually downloading to BDSLMR, post by post.  So far I have 170 posts out of 2,720.  

This is not to complain, but to give a heads up.  If there any stories, captions or pictures you want from sausagewithgirth before Tumblr implodes, please save/download them now.  I do not anticipate being able to manually get them all transferred in time.

This might hurt a bit.

I am working on transferring my blog to BDSLMR.  At the moment, this is a manual transfer, so I am also trying to back it up elsewhere. The new blog is

I want to thank all of you who have reached out to tell me how much you have enjoyed sausagewithgirth and encouraged me to move to another platform, so I can keep posting and you can keep stroking. 

I know it sounds weird, but I do feel like part of a community with all of you. A sick, twisted, demented and pornographic community, but a community none the less. 

I really appreciate the correspondence and encouragement, so thanks again.

Still think that size doesn’t matter? You should ask your girlfriend, I mean ex-girlfriend, if she noticed the difference. She seemed to enjoy getting stretched out and fucked by a real man, for a change. I gotta say, her pussy felt almost virgin when I pushed this big boy into her. Your little dick had not opened her up at all. She told me that I had showed her what real fucking was like and that there was no way she would ever accept inferior sex again.

Since you obviously won’t be fucking her, or any of the other women on campus, once word gets out of your “skills”, I am going to train you up to bring pleasure to men instead. Your dick is never to satisfy anyone, but it looks like you got a nice little ass under those boxers. Pull those down and bend over for me.

Yeah, you got a pretty little hole back here. Now as I ram my fat cock into you, I want to hear you explain to me again why size doesn’t matter.

“Do you need some help with that?” Pete asks the man showering after his workout.

Most people would have taken Pete for a real man. Big muscular guy with a dark beard. He has fooled a lot of people in his life. However here in the gym he cannot hide his true nature. 

He tries to be discrete with his furtive glances at other guys crotches, but he can’t help but stare at the bulges in their gym shorts. Most of the guys at the gym had him pegged as a locker room cum dump within a week of him joining. In the showers, with his little cock exposed, it was obvious, he was never going to satisfy a woman. With the way he stared at other guys cocks, it was also obvious he had no desire to satisfy a woman. his desires were to satisfy men. 

Before long the men of the gym recognized and acknowledged these desires and started to act on them. By week two Pete was spending more time on his knees in the showers than working out in the weight room. 

None of the men at the gym were interested in him as anything other than a hole to get off in. Pete wasn’t a friend or a workout partner, he was just another piece of equipment at the gym. An object with a specific purpose, to drain men’s balls.