Gay Foot Fetish Burrito Project

I've completed my Gay Foot Fetish Burrito Special Project which explores, among other things, the idea of making a burrito out of another man's foot as an expression for the human need to combine food and bizarre human sex fetishes. It seems to me that the action of wrapping another man's foot in a tortilla shell is a nice way to symbolize all in one gesture the hunger for both food and intimate eroticism. It is interesting to me that while a man's foot is normally hidden from view in everyday life, how it still hasn't acquired the "taboo" attributions that other human parts such as the penis and the buttocks have. It can be argued that the human foot is just as potent and important to the continuation of the species as the sex organs, that when also thought about in the context of human hunger it can be JUST as arousing to some people as a hard cock or a set of gorgeous, swinging balls. Personally, when I think of a man's beautiful feet being wrapped in a soft, fresh flour tortilla shell I begin to masturbate; I begin to masturbate very fiercely.

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Cruising In A Salsa-Stained Shirt

I've long been one to frequent adult bookstore arcades when there's nothing else going on. I love the dark, maze-like hallways, the dim lights and, of course, all the big, stiff cocks that find their way through the glory-holes and into my fucking MOUTH alot of the time. I always like to set myself apart from all the other cruisers by wiping salsa all over my shirt and belly when I go out searching for dick. You'd be surprised at what kind of crazy pheromone spicy salsa makes and even more surprised at all the thick, juicy cocks it brings my way. In my story, "Crusing in a Salsa-Stained Shirt" I talk about one such experience and I also provide a few pics of me wearing my shirt smeared in salsa for your enjoyment.

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Taco Gaywolf vs. The Burrito Brief Bandit

Just finished up my first comic strip and posted it on my new main page at Super Gay Taco Cum Butt. I hope to post alot more of these in the future. In this one I explore my fetish with underwear, especially with white cotton briefs, and I also get into a deeper aspect of food fetish where I imagine that a person is actually composed of food (in this case a "burrito head") and get into the sensual aspects of what it might actually be like to literally EAT someone if they happened to be composed of something other than human flesh. Here are links to all four frames of the comic:

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Lettuce Pretend It Is Shredded Cum?

Alot of the appeal of food fetish to me is how you can relate so many different food items to some sort of sexual organ or bodily fluid. In this sense, you can talk about food or do photosets involving food without even having to get dirty or too explicit. It's like a "secret food sex code" in a way, and in this photoset I tinker around with the idea of shredded lettuce being drops of delicious, spurting gooey blobs of CUM!! Hell yeah! . . . . . . Click here to see entire photoset!

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Attacked From Behind The Bushes!

So I finally was able to leave work the other night and as I passed by these big bushes about two blocks away I heard this rustling sound. Then I heard this hideously, insanely lustful moaning. Being the curious sort, I stopped dead in my tracks and said, "Okay, what the hell is going on in those bushes, goddamit! It sounds like someone is getting their dicks sucked, or something, and I want a piece of the action!" . . . Click here to read rest of entry

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What An Excellent Cocksucker He Was!

Holy crap, what an excellent cocksucker that customer from yesterday was! I'm talking about the muscular dude who got pissed because we sold him a taco with a bite taken out of it at work the other day. Like I said, he told me he was "going to get his bite BACK" yesterday, whatever the fuck that meant. Well believe you me, I found out EXACTLY what it meant on my way home from work just a few hours ago. All day I'd been pretty paranoid about how the guy had acted during our little confrontation yesterday. I really didn't know what he had in mind with his little threat and in today's world I know people have been killed for less than a bite taken out of a taco. So all day I had this mixture of paranoia, fear and excitement inside of me. My balls were tight and small underneath my cock, twittering as I did the best I could to get through the work day. I kept expecting the guy to barge in to the store again and continue with more threats. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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He Said, "I'll Get My Bite Back!"

Well, today a customer said something really fucking weird to me. It was the same customer we sold the taco to which I'd taken a bite out of yesterday. He came storming into the store around lunch-time,holding the taco in his hand and screaming, "Which one of you punks sold me this taco with a goddam BITE taken out of it yesterday?" Gus and Miguel, of course, looked innocently at the man and then Miguel pointed toward me. I was pretty scared because the guy was pretty big and muscular. He was actually wearing a red muscle shirt and you could see his big pectorals twitching and a huge vein was bulging from his neck in anger. His entire face was beet red but he was actually a relatively handsome guy in his mid-30's. He was wearing jeans and I could have sworn I saw a bulge in his crotch. The bigger part of me was scared about what he was going to do to me but, admittedly, another small part of me wanted to just apologize to him, give him another taco and then take him in the restroom stall to suck his cock. When I sucked Miguel's cock yesterday it was the first I'd sucked in a week and it really got me feeling horny! . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Soak The Lettuce With Cum

Goddam, it's cold out today! Isn't it supposed to be warmer in March? For 31 long days two months ago I was freezing my ass off and miserable in the nasty weather, counting down the days of January. Then I forgot it was followed by the wonderful month of February. Hahahahaa, February has to be the most despicable, nasty month there is and it's a shame we had to put up with yet one more day of it this year beacause it was LeAP YeaR. I so look forward to the hot, sunny weather so I can go out on the beach. I look forward to heading out to the beach, carrying a bag of hot tacos and burritos and finding out what sorts of hot, muscle-bound, tanned hunks I can discover and lure their dicks into my mouth. I'll tempt them with the taste of my tacos then in exccange hopefully I'll get a taste of their sperm! . . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Work Is Pretty Awesome So Far

So I've really been digging my new job at Diez Inchiladas. My obsession with food and especially Mexican food has been getting stronger and stronger ever since the other night when Donald had me sucking his cock while I had chewed up taco in my mouth. It's really funny to me that every single other person working there is a guy and I think nearly all of them are gay. So far Donald is the only confirmed one; there's no way a dude who could work his cock inside my asshole the way he did in the bathroom and be straight. Sure, alot of straight guys brag about how their girlfriends love receiving anal sex from them, how good they are when it comes to fucking butts, but there's something about the way a gay guy does it that just can't be beat. They understand that there is a huge difference between a male asshole and a female asshole, and they aren't afraid to rip that ass up if that's what the other guy digs. I've gotten more than few straight guys drunk and talked them into fucking me anally and at first I always have to say, "What the fuck are you doing, man? Your dick isn't some goddam surgeon's probe checking me for polyps-- stop probing it and get to FUCKING it! Hahahahahaa. And even when they do understand how I like it, they just can't quite get it done the way Donald did. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Empty Shells and Full Refrigerators

Hey, I'm on a roll now, fellas! Thinking of ideas for food fetish photosets has led to a little soul-searching on my part. So I hope you don't mind if this set is a little deep. It's about the emptiness we all sometimes feel and how that space can easily be filled by putting both food and hard cocks into our body's holes. Hahahahahaa. There's definitely a fine line between hunger and lust and that's what this photoset is all about.. . . . . . Click here to see entire photoset!

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"The Furry Faggot Sightings"

And so began that next summer what the stupid, homophobic citizens began to label "The Furry Faggot" sightings. There was this closet homo, Lester, who worked at the plastic factory on the west side of town. He was one of the few closet dicksuckers I could get to even engage in sex with me in secret, he was so scared of getting Sheriff Allbright's bullet should he ever get caught. But my dick was always so sweet-tasting to him that he couldn't resist and every month or so him and I would get some clandestine action going on out by Cherry Creek, deep in the woods. Well I managed to talk Lester into doing these "public sexual displays of protest" with me, mainly because I threatened to beat his ass night and day if he didn't agree to it. So it was that nearly every day that summer, him and I would go out in the town in broad daylight with our werewolf masks on, having hot, steamy gay sex in front of people and striking fear into their hearts!Click here to read rest of entry

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The Birth of a Gay Werewolf

I was pretty happy with myself by the way I'd intimidated Sheriff Allbright while I was fucking his deputy's girlfriend. I was pretty satisfied that I'd fucked me some pretty good pussy while that weasel sheriff stood there eyeing me with his gun, scared to do anything. But while I was happy with the way things went, it made me mad to think of it in another way. See, I'd been fucking me alot of pussy, right there in public, all over town, and though it pissed alot of people off it wasn't against the law so they couldn't really do anything except try to beat my ass, which everyone had failed at miserably. What was against the law in Potsville--and could potentially get me shot-- was what I really wanted to do more and more and that's have some fucking sex with a dude, and the more I thought about it the madder I got. I wondered if Sheriff Allbright had been standing there watching me fuck a guy bent over that fence, would he have pulled the trigger? He'd have the law on his side then so guess is he probably would have and thinking about that fact pissed me off to know end.Click here to read rest of entry

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Being Gay Was Against The Law

I never really had a "coming out" party when it comes to my gay nature. It was more like a gradual development in my sexual drive, as my gay nature slowly began to collide with my werewolf nature. I grew up in a very conservative environment where being gay was actually against the law. And even though I knew at a very early age that I was attracted to men and enjoyed sucking cocks, I was forced to suppress this urge. Even though I was outwardly "gay" I had never actually admitted to engaging in gay sex. Sure, I secretly sucked a few cocks here and there but I didn't outwardly let anyone know about it until I had finally had my fill of being told what to fucking do.
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When Food and Sex Become One

Donald's cock looked so gorgeous out in the parking lot that night when he escorted me out to the dumpster to take the trash out for the first time. It twinkled and almost seemed to glow in its majesty underneath the soft light of the security lights nearby. I smelled the Mexican food in the air and was still chewing on a huge mouthful of taco. Was it a coincidence that the moon was also full? Its milky comfort seemed to blanket Donald and I as I grew hungrier and hungrier. But it was a strange sensation, unlike any I had ever felt. The cum inside my rectum seemed to boil and howl and my werewolf nature ignited. I could have sworn I felt my chest hairs growing. My pubic hairs surrounding my own cock also started to rustle. The hunger in my belly seemed almost as one with the growling sense of semen in my ass, looking at Donald's cock and tasting the delicious taco ingredients in my mouth seemed almost like a mystical experience of oneness. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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The Howling of the Semen

I worked real hard the rest of my first day at work cleaning the toilet, then finally we were about to close up the store and Donald had me take the trash out to the dumpster. He accompanied me out to the back of the store's parking as I walked toward the dumpster, barely able to walk. I was still feeling the pleasant sting of Donald's dick in my ass and was walking bow-legged. Donald was yelling at me, "C'mon! Pick up the pace!" like some drill instructor. I got within a few feet of the dumpster and just couldn't walk anymore, the trash was so heavy, full of grease and pounds upon pounds of food waste, enough to feed a small African nation. I dropped the trash bag to the ground and I noticed about five or six tacos fall out of the bag. They were still in the wrappers and as I picked one up I noticed it was still fresh and warm. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Metaphor of the Taco Meat Sandwich

The new year starts out with a bang with this, my first food fetish photoset in its entirety! Here you have me sporting a new pair of underwear I got for Christmas while posing with some white bread and a little left-over taco meat. . . Click here to see entire photoset!

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Donald's Dick in My Butt

Donald's cock in my butt felt soooo good! DAMN! Just when I was about to hit the little twerp for treating me like crap, it all seemed worth it once I felt his big round cock head penetrating my rubbery, elastic sphincter. I didn't quite understand what he meant right away about "learning a lesson" but I was definitely learning to like my new job real quick! "Yeah, jam your big dick in my asshole, Donald," I said. "I can't take it. I can take every inch you've got!" Or so I thought I could. I hadn't even seen Donald's dick, he'd stuck it inside me so quickly. But I grunted at it's girth, the way it stretched me out. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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A Taco in the Toilet

My first night working at Diez Inchiladas turned out to be a fateful one, to say the least. Diez wasn't there but his assistant, Donald,was and he showed me how to make tacos, burritos and nachos, etc. He only let me stand there and watch while these other dudes stood there making the tacos and having all the fun. All of the guys working there were between 18-20 years old or so. Donald was this skinny, tall blonde guy with acne all over his face who told me he was 21, but his face made him look like he was still in high school. After awhile he finally said to me, "Think you can do it?" and I then attempted to make my first taco. I figured, hey, if these young brats can do it, why can't I? So I positioned my taco shell before me and began to spoon in the ground beef. I guess I made a mistake by next sticking in the shredded lettuce next because as soon as I did Donald whacked me on the behind with this wooden paddle and screamed "I told you the fucking CHEESE goes in after the round beef, dumbass!" Then he took the taco out of my hand and started to make it correctly, all the while acting huffy and turning to scowl at me in disgust. . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Cum on the Phone Instead of the Taco

I dropped the taco on the table and began to slowly fondle my cock. Even though I had just finished fucking Bert for over two hours, my dick was far from worn out. It was stiff as a piece of timber wood, or like a big thick log people use to make cabins with. I was so aroused by the colors of the taco ingredients that I began to stroke myself, marveling at the shades of red, green, orange cheese and golden shades of corn from the shell itself. The shell needed filled! It needed filled with more than ground beef and tomatoes. It needed some of my cum on it, I just knew it and even though I felt it was wrong to do so I started stroking my cock fiercely as I looked at it, so aroused by this taco and nearly giving myself a migraine I was stroking so my peter so hard! Sweat was pouring from my face from underneath the werewolf mask and just as I was about to cum I heard the phone ring. . . .Click here to read rest of entry

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Was I About to Fuck the Taco?

It occured to me one fateful day in my kitchen when I was making tacos that perhaps a big reason for the feeling of emptiness was because I had always kept my need for food and my need for sex separate. I had just finished having sex with a fuckbuddy of mine, Bert. He said he wasn't hungry for tacos, said that my cock had "filled him up enough" and he was getting a bit disturbed by my talking about the notion of "filling" and "emptiness" and of how much in torment I was. I also had to talk him into letting me where my werewolf mask while I fucked him, which is a big fetish for me. I don't always have a mask with me, but whenever I am in my own apartment I always like to wear it while I am ramming in the rod because ever since I was young the werewolf mask has always been a symbol to me of my motto: A WEREWOLF ALWAYS GETS HIS FILL. And the werewolf mask and the motto worked for awhile until I got older, when about in my mid-20's I began to wonder: "But am I really getting my fill? It seemed like I always always hungry!" I'd eat, then I'd shit and a few hours later I wanted more. I'd feel lustful, go seeking out a cock to suck, and an ass to fuck and soon I'd just cum and be wanting more. What did it all mean? . . . . Click here to read rest of entry

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Was There a Solution to the Emptiness?

Hey there, guys. I'm the man they like to call "Taco Gaywolf". I got my name because, well, I'm gay and also because I am a big werewolf enthusiast. I've been collecting werewolf masks for awhile now and as a hobby I've been taking pictures of myself wearing them. I hope you don't mind that I'm usually in my underwear (or less!) in these pictures. I figure I hang around my apartment either naked or in my underwear all the time, anyway, so why change my look for a few pictures? It's nice to have a little venue like my website to show off my art and photosets and I'm glad you've decided to stop by. Hopefully the more this blog and the rest of my site grow, the more people will better be able to understand and appreciate my ever-developing artistic vision of "Gay Werewolf Lifestyles Involving Mexican Food". . . . Click here to read rest of entry

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