Post from "Dustin's Diary"

Someone posted several hot homoerotic posts on dustindiamond.com and at the Dustin Diamond Love Forum under the login name "Ritual Abuse" that are supposedly from Dustin Diamond's diary. I enjoy reading these while participating in a "circle jerk" with a few other dudes:

Posted: Dec 1 2005, 02:23 PM

I was driving around downtown today and I spotted the weakest most desperate looking homeless teenaged boy I'd ever seen. I pulled up next to him and he recognized me as Screech from SBTB. I told him he had a great face for show business and that if he came with me he could sleep in my "mansion" tonight while I arranged for him to meet with my agent tommorow. He looked excited and hopped into my 1994 Mercury Tracer. I drove out to an abandoned shack along the highway, pulled over and said "this is it you little faggot, this is my mansion" and grabbed him by the neck. He was so malnourished and weak that I easily overpowered him, it was amazing because it was the firse time I'd ever felt stronger than anyone. I tore his clothes off and dragged him into the shack. I immediately started pumping his ass as hard as I could while thinking about getting back at Slater for all the times he'd raped me. I imagined the boy was Slater and broke his neck. I soon blew my load and fell asleep with my dick lodged in his corpses' ass the whole night. When I woke up I realized I had a body to get rid of.



20th May 2005 - 05:48:06 PM
13639 : Dustin\'s Diary
May 13, '05
I can't help it. I loving fucking bums. A man will do anyhting when he has hit rock bottom. I just love the desperation in their eyes. Today it was a guy named Bruce under the 52nd street bridge. I asked if he wanted to make five bucks the hard way, and of course he said yes. I let down my Zubaz right there, and motioned to a pile of dirty syrenges on the ground. "Grab a few of those bad boys," I said. He did, and asked what they were for. "Go ahead. Jab one in my sack." He did it, just like a good little homeless bitch. "Deeper." He jammed needle after needle deep into my testes until my scrotum resembled a wrinkled hairy pin cushion. "Swallow my rod. And use your teeth, faggot." "Please don't call me that," he plead, but I grabbed his hair and rammed my Kosher meat down his throat, causing him to gag. "Chew it, bitch!" He started gnawing on my shaft like a rabid dog on a fresh bone until it looked like a bloody meat shank. His scruffy beard tickled my taint while stale chunks of food fell out of

20th May 2005 - 05:55:37 PM
13640 : Dustin\'s Diary
(cont.) it. "That's right, you faggot bum!" He began to weep. "I had a family before they moved my job to India!" I laid on the ground so I could feel his warm tears trickle down the crack of my ass. It was so hot watching him sob with my bloody dick in his near-toothless mouth. "Screech is your boss now, faggot!" A bead of glistening pre-cum formed on the head of my raw, tattered member. I was going to blow. Big time. I ripped the needles out of my sack and forced both balls into his mouth and started to joyously fart in his beard. There it was! Ropes of warm goo directly into his teary eye. I watched him cry rivers of shame and remorse for a bit longer, then I crushed his skull with a nearby brick. Oh, he was good, but not five dollars good.

-Dustin



21st May 2005 - 06:06:40 PM
13675 : Dustin\'s Diary
May 15, '05
There aren't enough homeless men in L.A. to satisfy my carnal urges. Today it was a man named Joffrey in a construction site port-o-shitter. There I was, minding my own business, smearing myself with the fecal remnants of smelly immigrants, when in walks Joffrey, scruffy beard and thin build, looking for a place to shoot up. "If you REALLY want a shot of the good stuff, look no further, baby," I told him as the Mexi-poo hardened to a crust on my naked Jewish body. He asked, "How much you pay?" "Depends on the performance, cowboy." He abruptly began chewing the rancid sewage off my chest. Impressive, I thought. He really must need a fix. "Do you wipe yourself properly?" I asked him. "Almost never," he replied. This sent jolts of blood to my cock, inflating my throbbing Jewdon. I dropped his filthy jeans to reveal the most skank encrusted asscrack I have ever beheld. I was cemented shut with moldy shit and the leavings of other gentlemen. My mouth was watering...


21st May 2005 - 06:15:29 PM
13677 : Dustin\'s Diary
(cont.) I chewed into his meaty fart shoot like an Ethiopian on a Philly cheesesteak. Chunks of butt crust were flying, and the sound was similar to crumpling newspaper. I was going to blow a wad just indulging in this man's anus casserole. All of the sudden, we heard one of the migrant workers approaching the stall. "Aye, essay. All those fajitas and Tecate, mang. I got to take el poopy!" Frantic, Joffrey and I crawled down inside the toilet just as the Mexi-person opened the door. He sat himself down and began to unleash the most violent, sloppy Mexi-fart imaginable. I was getting off in a big way. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. "Become the toilet," I thought, as digested beef and cheese poured out of his ass down my waiting throat. This was the single most erotic thing I've ever experienced. I'm losing loads just thinking about it.



25th May 2005 - 04:55:32 PM
13765 : Dustin\'s Grandpa\'s Diary
FEB. 24, 1991
I'm so proud of my grandson. He finally stopped wetting the bed and he's starring on a famous TV show on the television! I went to a cast party today to meet some of his friends from the new fangled Saved From the Bell. Mark-Paul seemed like an especially nice boy. He noticed that I was wearing Old Shitter brand adult diapers, and when I asked him how he knew he said he changed his dad's diapers all the time. We talked for about an hour concerning the erotic shame of anal leakage. Such a nice boy. All of the sudden a Mexican boy walks in. He just looked like he was going to steal something or stink up the place with his Mexican beer farts. I had to take action, so I ripped off my pair of Old Shitters and used them to strangle the boy. Well, seeing Mexicans get strangled with shitty diapers ende up being a big turn-on for Mark-Paul. When he started suckling my old-man nipples and tickling my wrinkly taint, I knew I was in for the sloppy gay spunkfest of a lifetime. He didn't let me down.



22nd May 2005 - 07:41:34 AM
13683 : Dustin\'s Diary
November 27th, 1991

I don't know how much more of this I can take. Much as I love working on the show, and everything it brings (the fame, the glory, the drugs, the hot studs that will drop trow at the merest suggestion that I could get them an interview at NBC), I'm just not sure I can take many more of the on-set practical jokes from Mark-Paul and Mario. Although, sometimes it can be quite agreeable...those guys can get pretty damn freaky.

Take today for example. I'd just finished a scene when Mario came up to me and asked me if I wanted to go shoot up with him in his dressing room, so I said sure. Mario's always good for a fix. So when we got to his dressing room, he pushed me inside and locked the door. It was completely dark inside, and I said 'Hey, I thought we were gonna shoot up...?' and then I heard Mark-Paul say 'we're gonna shoot you up alright, bitch!!!' and then I felt someone wrench down my zubaz. Next thing I knew, I was being pinned to the floor by Dennis (I knew it was him as I could recognise his breathing on the back of my neck) while he raped me up the cornshoot! While he was grinding away, someone (I assume Mark-Paul) gave me a golden shower, turning my jew-fro into a soggy mop; then I heard someone standing over me groaning and straining, and a big smelly turd plopped right on my head! The perpetrator then rubbed the turd into my hair. It was then that Dennis said 'time to shoot you up, BITCH!!!!' and he blew his load deep inside my ass. I heard the door being unlocked and they walked out saying 'see you on set, shithead', and it was then that I remembered I had another scene to do! I ran out on to the set, covered in shit and piss - the director didn't seem to notice and shot the scene anyway! I'll bet that one makes the 'blooper' reel - I just hope no-one decides to drop a 'blooper' on my head again just before a scene! Zoiks!