Twink Night

As part of my efforts to broaden my tastes in men, I have recently gotten into younger guys. When I was in my early 20's, I was interested in older men, more so from the perspective of wanting to learn about man-on-man play, and also into a little daddy play. Now I'm the daddy, and I'm happy to share my experience and explore playing with youthful guys.

I hooked up with middleeastern for the first time last spring. He's 24, a university student, 5'11" tall, 150 pounds. He's a twink. A twink is a skinny young man, usually no more than mid-twenties, usually effeminate to a certain degree, usually into fashion and partying, usually hairless and clean-shaven. My twink though is Persian, and thus has a bit of a beard and a hairy chest. He still lives at home, and his parents are traditional Muslims. He has to sneak out of the house to hook up with guys, and is kept on a very short leash. If his father ever found out his son was queer, it would devastate him. In fact, if he ever returned to Iran, he could be put to death for being gay. Its such a wound on the soul of humanity that some countries like Iran and now Uganda are executing people for being gay. Its like executing people for being left handed. He'll probably end up married one day tricking out on his wife while she stays home with the kids. His only saving grace is that his family has money.

When I hooked up with middleeastern in the spring, I parked down the street from his parents' million dollar home and waited for him to walk down to my car. We drove around until we came upon some transport trucks parked in a large yard, pulled up among them, and got naked in the back seat of my car. I told him the next time I would want to go someplace private where we could really enjoy some play.

I picked him at the appointed time this evening, and we went to a place where he was house sitting and feeding a cat. We undressed and started to fondle each other. I'm used to being with burly guys, so to have such a slim body to be in contact with was nice. I enjoyed giving him big bear hugs and caressing his neck. He enjoyed kissing me and rubbing our hard pricks together. At one point while he was on his back and I knelt beside him and and swung my spear in his face. He jumped on it with his mouth and sucked it briefly. He loves my big cock. Laying back down on his back, he motioned for me to go down on him so I started moving in that direction. When I got to his cock, he kept moving me even further down to his asshole as his legs opened up. I thrust my tongue into the bush of hair between his legs when I realized he was already pre-lubed. My tongue probed his hole a bit further until I could feel it relaxing enough for my tongue to penetrate. I knew at that point he wanted to get fucked.

Cradling him completely in my arms, he asked me to tease his hole with my cock. I was rock hard so I positioned him so that I would only need to thrust forward a bit to be at the door. My cock slid inside of him as he squirmed to get it further in. I was now completely inside of him, my knees were bent and my torso completely blanketed him, this young boy with his daddy's hairy body pinning him down, big daddy cock stuffing his hole. I was thrusting nice and hard while he was kissing me, begging me not to cum yet. I would thrust slow for while, then pick up the pace, then slow down again. He was enjoying being overpowered and fucked by a big burly guy, stroking his own cock with my big cock inside of him. I was thrusting nicely when I noticed him blowing his load on his hairy little tummy. I stopped thrusting at that point knowing he probably couldn't take it much longer. He motioned for me to exit, so I withdrew and jerked off all over his chest. He jumped in the shower while I cleaned myself up, we got dressed and I drove him to his parents' million dollar home...

And Now Back to Some Vanilla, With a Bit of Sprinkles Added In...

I hadn't hooked up with GoodGuy since late Spring, but was happy to hear from him recently. He wanted to hook up again today at 12 noon. GoodGuy is a super nice person. He's the kind of guy you want to take home to mother. He's the kind of guy you want to marry. He's the kind of guy you want to father your children (if you had ovaries). He isn't into the typical hedonistic stuff so common in the m2m scene. He's playful and fun. He's 40 with a great body and a great cock. His complexion is a bit on the ginger side, great hairy chest.

GoodGuy arrived at 1 p.m. because I e-mailed him during the night to move our encounter back by one hour as I was having trouble sleeping. I was so horned up thinking about the fun we were going to have, but wasn't going to blow the load I had been saving up since Saturday. He arrived and after a quick piss we immediately went into the bedroom and were naked within 30 seconds. He is a total top, but he said that with me, he loves to suck my cock. He also likes to take charge and get sucked. I was on my knees real quick and started to satisfy my need for cock. We were on the bed shortly thereafter, and got into a lot of throat fucking action. He could suck my cock incredibly well, but also loved being forceful making me take his cock. At one point, he pulled his cam and started taking pictures and videos of our scene. I'm not usually comfortable being filmed or photographed in sexual situations, but in this case was happy to perform. By the end of our session, he wanted to swallow my load, so I suggested we work ourselves up to cum simultaneously. We managed to coordinate ourselves perfectly because we both started thrusting deeply, moaning in a muffled way with cock rammed deep in our throats, and I started to cum, felling thick white cream shooting into my mouth, running down my cheek and chin, as my blasts fed GoodGuy. Though our fast and furious play only lasted about half an hour, it was so fucking hot. GoodGuy said he would send me a memory stick of our session, so when I get the videos, I'll splice something up and post it here. Check back again by mid-January to see how things went.

just briefly...

I wasn't going to write in my blog today because I didn't think I would have anything new to say about my evening with throat4cock. In fact, he came over at 6:00 p.m. and we promptly got into our scene. We had been talking about what his limits were in terms of aggressiveness on my part. He said he had no limits, and if he needed to breathe he would let me know. I have never been aggressive when it comes to feeding my cock to someone sucking me because the vast majority of guys can't take it all, and most people want to avoid gagging. Many of those that can take it do it in a controlled fashion and can't be pushed too far. If I push too hard, gagging is what typically happens, so I have always been rather passive while getting sucked. Now throat wants me to be unmerciful, and verbal. I fucked his throat for three hours solid, plunging my dick into him from every position imaginable, talkin' all kinds of nasty shit. At one point I could hear my tenant and his girlfriend walking around upstairs and was afraid they might call the cops thinking there was a murder going on below them. The orgasm I had was so mean and verbal, he was fighting to be let go while I continued to skull fuck him, spew blasting out with my cock jammed deep in his throat. It was unmerciful... After I came, he immediately started jerking his own cock while I face fucked him still hard after my orgasm, really letting him have it as he was now cumming, muffled moans trying to get out with a cock blocking his wind pipe. By the end of it, my bed was a disgusting mess, as were we after rolling around in it all that time. We immediately jumped in the shower and pulled the bedding off the bed.

There are two cardinal rules in gag the fag action - you must fast for at least 8 hours, and you must drink only small sips of water. Well, throat hadn't eaten for 6 hours, and upon arriving we had a little bit of beer. Lets just say it wasn't too bad, but next time we'll stick to the cardinal rules. If you're into this kind of scene, you have to be open to a little bit of messiness...

Christmas Eve Head

As is custom where I work, staff are let out early on Christmas Eve. Taking advantage of an opportunity to hunt for cock, I went to my tearoom to help out the guys struggling with holiday shopping stress. (BTW pic here is something I found on the net)

When I arrived, this hot young Italian dude, about 24, was hanging at the urinal. I had played with him before, and was looking forward to a repeat encounter. It was chaos in there with all the holiday shopping men coming in to take a piss, so I went into one of the two stalls. My Italian guy, likely stressed from all the commotion and sexual inactivity, left a few minutes later. The guy sitting next to me in the stall was this creepy young guy. Shit, I lost my stud...

A short while later when things had calmed down a bit and creepy had left, my stud returned to the urinal. I exited the stall and headed for the urinal, whipped out my wang and showed him my interest. Another barrage of holiday shoppers came in, so we both zipped up. He was lingering at the sinks a while, but finally went out. I followed him hoping he would head to a quieter spot, but he seemed to not know I was on his tail. Approaching the second busiest bathroom in the mall, I passed him and headed for that can. A minute later, he showed up and proceeded to those urinals where I was waiting for him. More holiday shoppers arrived, so again we zipped up and left. He was walking slowly again, possibly waiting for me to lead the way, so I overtook him and lead him to a bathroom I knew would be quiet. He followed me in. There was no one else there. We started stroking ourselves into wood, and he showed me his 7 inch uncut cock. I felt a strong need to kneel before him and service him, as I knew from our previous encounter he loved getting head. He enjoyed my cock sucking immensely, and I enjoyed every inch of him. When my knees couldn't take it anymore, I got up to let him have a taste of my tool, and he hungrily buried my cock deep into his throat. I get so turned on in a public location, I can cum very quickly, so I pulled him off before I got too close. I went back down on him sucking his pole. I grabbed his cock with my hand and slowly stroked on it till he started cumming. He blew a few streams against the wall, then dribbled hot jizz all over the head of his dick and into his foreskin, so I bent down and cleaned up the mess, finishing off the blow job correctly. He said he was living out of town and wouldn't be back until some time in February, so I said I hoped to run into him again.

I went back to the busy tearoom, and another guy I had previously played with was there. He's about 6'4" tall, built very nicely, about 7.5 thick cut inches, short blond hair greying at the sides, about 39. He went into the stall beside me, and though there was another guy wanking at the urinal, he slid his manhood under the stall wall to get blown. I sucked on him for a while as he gyrated and moaned, the guy at the urinal now watching us through the door cracks. Bang on the door, we got ourselves up, cleaning lady shutting things down again. Fuck! When the cleaning lady left to wait for the occupants to leave, he slid his cock back under the stall wall again, obviously hoping for a quick release while the cleaning lady waited. I motioned for him to get up and when he did I told him to follow me to a quiet spot. He seemed happy to oblige. We did up our pants and left. He followed me out.

I started leading him to my secluded stairwell, but he obviously knew of it as he overtook me and got there before I did. As I arrived, his cock was already out of his pants and he was working it back into an erect state. I knew what he wanted, so I knelt before him, taking his semi into my mouth. It didn't take long before the semi became a raging thick piece of meat. I sucked slowly on his cock, giving him the pleasure he obviously desperately needed. Shortly thereafter, he told me he was about to cum, so I slowed down the pace waiting for the streams. I could feel shot after shot blowing into the roof of my mouth, and remembered this boy was a very heavy shooter. I continued letting him pump out every shot of jizz until he was done. I pulled off and spit out a full fuckin' mouthful of cum and saliva; it splattered heavily on the floor while I licked the ooze that had run down my mouth and chin while continuing to stroke my cock. He zipped up and said he was in a real hurry. I put my hard tool back in my pants, not wanting to waste the precious commodity.

I went online when I got home, but wasn't in a big need to hook up. I also knew that I had big plans with throat4cock Christmas Day (today), so I went to bed around 11:00 p.m. Now I'm getting ready for throat4cock. He confirmed to say he should be here around six, so I can't wait to get into the gagging scene with him. I've already described to you here what that is like so children, enjoy your visions of sugarplums tonight, Merry Christmas, and to all a good night...

Mercy Fuck

Last night I was online when I came across a profile of a guy I was interested in hooking up with. He lives in a neighbouring city so jumping in the car and going is not always an option. It was early and I had plenty of time to drive out there, play and get back in time to get to bed at a reasonable hour. The thing I liked about his profile is that his cock size was listed as "monster" (bigger than average, above average and large). Based on the pic here, it did look totally magnificent! He said he was 51 years old, 6'1" tall, 200 pounds with a "toned body" (former marathon runner). There were several profile comments from guys he hooked up with who said he had a great cock and was a lot of fun. Okay, all looks good, I said I would be there by 9:00 p.m.

I arrived just before 9. As it turns out, he's probably more like 240 flabby pounds, probably more like later 50's. What was even more difficult is that he has a disability. He said he was in a car accident a few years ago, but it looked to me like he had had a stroke at some point in time. He said he was in a wheelchair for a year while he was in rehab. Now he walks with a cane and the left side of his body appears to be rather paralyzed. His left hand and arm are completely immobile and held at his chest, while the left leg can support him when he walks, though with a lot of difficulty. The moment I saw he had a disability, I had an immediate decision to make: do I leave like all the other assholes have no doubt done, or do I stay and see how things go? Had he told me he had a disability, would I have cancelled or not shown up at all? Is there some obligation to disclose a disability when arranging an anonymous hook-up on the internet? Should a person be defined by their disability?

I'm like most men who are looking for men they find appealing. Though I have a wide range of likes when it comes to men, I also have the same aversion to guys who appear to have a disability or disfigurement (call me a jerk, I am trying to get beyond it). I think all animal species have the same first preference - to plant their seed in a genetically superior and youthful member of their own species. Though females have to take care of whatever genetics her offspring is born with, the male can in most cases just drop his seed and can walk away. Eventually, most males will plant the seed in practically anything when there's nothing else left (just before last call at the bar when time is running out...) Being a little older and not built like an Adonis, I have seen this ageist beauty selection first-hand. If you've ever been to a bathhouse for example, you too have seen sex-partner selection first-hand. A bathhouse that caters to a younger more buff crowd will have the peacocks parading around looking for that partner that is always just a little bit hotter than the hottie interested in him. I've noticed there isn't much hooking up at those bathhouses because everyone is so frustrated by the beauty parade and selection process. A bathhouse that caters to a wider range of guys at all levels of beauty has a lot more action.

So last night, I decided to go with the mercy fuck, also known as the sympathy fuck. We started to kiss and make out, then moved to the bed. Because of his mobility issues, he wasn't able to do very much except lay on his back and enjoy it from that position. We kissed and fondled for a while, then I sucked his cock. I must say I think his pic was morphed because his cock never grew to more than 6 inches, and wasn't particularly thick as the pic would lead you to believe. Certainly not monster material, more like average. He sucked my cock for a while, though he wasn't very good at it. We went back and forth like that for a while, then the action stalled a bit during a break while we started talking. He went into some of his attitudes and beliefs about different cultures, and it was evident he holds some racist opinions. He told me he hadn't had this much fun with a guy in a very long time; most guys he lines up don't show, and he said he really wanted to play with me again in the future. Feeling rather uncomfortable with our conversation, I wanted to leave as soon as possible. I also felt a bit of obligation to go through with the mercy fuck, so I finished him off as best I could. After he shot his load, I was stroking my cock because I needed to cum. Rather than him staying there with me on the bed and enjoying and participating in my moment of pleasure, he got up out of bed to clean himself up paying no mind to my need for pleasure. He threw some tissue at me to wipe myself up after I had cum, then started to dress. I got dressed quickly myself and got ready to depart, at which point he repeated again that he would love to hook up with me again. I wished him farewell and was on my way.

After I had left, I was feeling very conflicted because I had lowered my standards to be with a guy who wasn't on the same wavelength as me when it comes to social attitudes, was very disrespectful of my sexual needs, wasn't all that good at sucking my cock, and whom I had just attempted to make feel really special with some hot man play. He has since been calling my cell phone leaving me messages. Thankfully I live in a different city and can avoid future requests to hook up. I will continue to keep an open mind when it comes to guys with disabilities. I'll just be more able to walk when the chemistry (on all levels) isn't right.

Chocolate Day

Well folks, it looks like I have a new FWB. Some months ago, I hooked up with a nice looking black guy, 35, slim, nice cut cock. He appeared to be mostly straight and was only looking to be serviced. I blew him and enjoyed it immensely, as I think he did. On Sunday he contacted me around noon, looking to hook up right away. I prefer to play in the evening after dark, but a bit of afternoon fun is good too. We got undressed and I set him up on the bed with his legs spread open for some feeding-time. After a while of sucking, he gets a good look at my big throbbing dick and wanted to get into some 69 with me. Obviously he never sucked cock before, or at least not very often. He just wanted to taste a cock considerably bigger than his. I love being in 69 position because unlike my cock which curves downward, most men's, and FWB's cock in particular, curves upward. I can't seem to get a really rigid cock bending into the contour of my throat, so I have to move my body in order to accommodate. My cock has never really been rock-solid, so deep-throaters seem to be able to take me in either position. In fact, I prefer being sucked against my natural curve because its almost painful being bent and throat-massaged at the same time. Most guys also love having the big mushroom packed in there too... But I digress. After a few minutes of him sucking my cock, he had enough of that, and just laid back to let me do what I do best for the next little while. Returning to laying on his back, I climbed right over top of him to kiss him a bit. One thing I love about black guys are their lips. I love their fluffy soft pillows against my thin little white lips. He was most gracious in returning the kisses, letting his tongue do a little exploration. I was being careful not to exceed his comfort level. When the kissing was over, I slid down to his nipples and worked on them for a while. I was thinking to myself that when he had had enough of that, I was going to continue downward. His asshole opened up and was begging for a bit of attention. I held his legs behind his knees to get his hole more accessible for some rimming. He was now getting closer to his anticipated climax. I moved up to kiss, lick and caress his balls, which were now tight against his torso, percolating with white cream getting ready to explode. I went back on his cock now intent on milking a load out of him. He moaned in delight as I could tell the goal was approaching. He asked me to really milk him with my hand and my mouth, so I worked his cock like a pig, greedily working his load out. He began to shout out and moan in ecstasy as blasts of cum were shooting all over the place.



Just so you don't think I have been in a slump, Saturday night I also hooked up with busterbigballs who I hadn't seen since September. We had an amazing time as usual, playing hard for about two hours. My dick is always sore from the cock torture I get just from his throat, as he really likes to take my cock in the reverse position, really bending it upwards. Today is Tuesday and my throat is still a little sore.

Uncut Delight

I was scheduled to go on some training in the big city yesterday and today. The company always picks up the hotel tab, so that's my opportunity to line up some hot dudes to come over and play with me in the evenings. I had played with dude28 once before and had a fantastic time, so I messaged him last Thursday that I was coming into town. He's 30 years old, cute Italian guy, great body, and a nice big uncut cock. He loves his papa's. He's really romantic, and loves to kiss, cuddle, rub, get rimmed, and loves to be serviced for long periods of time. He's also into texting, so we spent several days messaging back and forth the kind of scene he wanted to set up. All the details were set for Sunday night...

He was looking for a candle-lit room, red wine, romantic music, me in dress pants and a nice shirt, and a hot bubble bath. When he arrived he was quite nervous so to put him at ease, I opened up the first bottle of red. He wanted to have a quick shower before our session began, so he did. We had some vino, chatted a bit, then he could see I was throwing a hard-on through my pants. I guess I forgot to wear underwear. He grabbed a hold of my cock through the cloth and his timidity melted away. He stroked my cock for a while, then undid my pants to release the monster. It came swinging out of my pants like a prize-fighter looking for his opponent. I suggested I go run the bath - he agreed. My dick swung from left to right with each step to the bathroom. I poured the bubbles, set the water temperature, and returned to my boy.

When the bath was ready, he told me to get in the water so he could bathe me. He lit a smoke for me, put it in my mouth, and began to lather up the soap. He loves to use the lather to play with my cock, and pays special attention to the head of my dick. He washed my asshole thoroughly, arm pits, chest, back, legs, feet, then returned to my cock for more lathering. After I was all good and clean, we moved to the bed. He wanted to slip under the covers and cuddle naked, kissing passionately. He finally undressed and exposed the man that was in his boxers. It swung wildly as it was unleashed. He climbed into bed with me. I kissed his neck, lips, ears, face, chest, lips. We made love for an extended period of time, sipping our red wine, sharing it from each other's mouths. He asked me to call him baby, and he called me papa. It became a father and son role play; passion and caressing, tongues lashing into each other's mouths. We stroked each other's cocks, and I told him I love it when a man admires my cock and plays with it. He was happy to oblige. We got into flip cock sucking, and this is when I discovered he liked to be serviced. He lit up a smoke whenever I would go down on him, and I asked him to blow the smoke on me as I sucked him. I love to stroke an uncut guy's cock pulling the foreskin completely back, then bringing it all the way back completely covering the head. I also love to feel the skin with my mouth and tongue as it covers and uncovers the head with each stroking motion of my hand. This also produced a lot of precum that I enjoy so much. I rimmed his ass with the expert oral skill I have, penetrating his hole with my tongue. I hard-kissed the orifice as I love to do, and he said he loved the way I did that.

After about three hours of play, he said he was starting to get hungry. So was I, but first we had a decision to make - do we finish the session at this point and resume after we had eaten, or do we continue to play with a goal of climaxing together? We had been in such a tantric sexual experience, I said I wasn't sure I could cum without a lot of concentration. I also felt so completely sexually satisfied, I didn't need an orgasm to complete the experience. He knew exactly what I meant. We decided we would continue to play as we poured the last of the second bottle of wine. After another hour of play, hunger got the best of us, so we called a time-out. I went out to get some shawarmas and brought them back to the room. We ate them up real quick, then our play session resumed. I went down on him and sucked his cock attentively. He took over stroking his meat bringing himself to the edge of cumming, then released it into my hungry mouth. I came all over him with the sweet dessert taste still in my mouth. We chatted for a while, then he decided he would be heading home. Our night of love-making was coming to a close...

Monday night was my second night out of town. I felt like being a cock-hungry bottom ready to take as many cocks as I could. I posted an ad on craigslist and got several responses, but as CL often turns out, nothing much was happening. I was on my favorite web-site when maschunguncut messaged me. We hadn't hooked up in a while. We always had fun, but he isn't really into kissing. For sex to be really satisfying, I need there to be some kissing involved. So when he was trying to arrange a hook-up some months ago, I told him I wasn't available. Anyway, this time I decided why not. He came over and lo and behold, he moved into me, and he started kissing me. It was so hot! Our clothes slipped off in a hurry as we hungrily lusted for each other's bodies. He's a little portly, but a fully bearded bear, 32 years old, thick uncut cock. We took turns sucking each other's dicks, then we went onto the bed. His cock was so rigid and curved upward that I couldn't take it entirely from a frontal position, so I moved to the side. I was able to get that puppy right down to the root. His dick got so hard, his foreskin was completely retracted from the head. I enjoyed long throat strokes on his member as he plunged his cock deep into me and moaned for more. I stuck my cock down his throat and we enjoyed some deep choking 69. He likes it when I straddle him and hold his cock down my throat until I need to breathe, and he does the same to me, both of us choking and gagging as we fight to control the gag reflex and maximize each other's pleasure. We then reversed positions and he would plunge his cock into my throat with pelvic thrusts as he drove his throat onto my cock. He wanted me to stand over him and shoot my load into his mouth. Always eager to please, I did so, leading him to shoot his load all over his belly. This session only lasted about 25 minutes, but it was so fast and furious, I really got into the different dynamic. We too chatted for a while before he had to be on his way. Feeling a bit hung over from the night before, I decided I would call it a night...

Top Man

I know its been a while since I last posted, and my recent posts haven't had any pics, so I'm trying to correct that now. So lets see, where did I leave off...

Last Thursday I was online looking for some fun. There wasn't much happening and I needed some play, so my bud ballstud came over. He is the really tall beefy muscled security guard that loves to suck dick. At least I get to feel his big hairy muscled chest and back while he works my tool. He doesn't allow any reciprocation, and in fact I have never even seen his cock. Sometimes I wonder if guys that don't undress have micro-dicks. Anyway, it had been a few weeks since I last had been with a guy, and he was working me pretty good when I told him I was about to blow. He didn't let up, so when I shot, he got a blast all over his face, lapping up the rest dripping off the end of my cock.

Friday I went to my tearoom looking to swallow some cum. The first guy I blew had a nice thick rod, and he was a very verbal aggressive top. I blew him under the stall and he shot his load into my mouth. The next guy that came in I have seen many times, and typically when I become familiar with someone, I don't have any sexual desire for them. This day though, I wanted him to move along so I could get a few more cocks, so I blew him under the stall too. He's more of a wanker, so he suggested we open our stall doors and jerk off in the mirrors. Another really young guy I have jerked off with was standing by the sinks waiting for the stall to come available (see tearoom post from September). He joined in too, and my friend blew his load and left thereafter. My little friend took over the vacated stall and crouched down exposing his cock underneath the stall wall. He doesn't allow anyone to suck his cock, nor will he suck. He usually edges for very long periods of time because his cock becomes so worked and red it looks rashy and painful. Its a nice big cock otherwise (about 9 inches and thick).

Things were going good until the banging on the door occurred. At the end of the day, the cleaning ladies come knocking calling out to all occupants its time to leave. Us gay guys abruptly pull up our pants and head out. So as I was leaving, I see hiding behind a pillar this asshole who always gives me such attitude when we meet up at the tearoom. I don't go there all that often, but I'd say four out of five times I do go he's there too. Based on that much frequency of meeting he must be there daily and often throughout the day. He makes this exasperated sigh when he sees me, though he usually leaves right away. Anyhow, he had come in earlier that evening when I was there and would have known that by knocking on the door it would rouse me out by leading me to believe the cleaning lady had arrived. Fucker! I went to get something to eat. I came back about a half hour later and the place was empty. I sat down waiting for someone to arrive when the real cleaning lady eventually came knocking. It always seems to be the same woman and I'm sure they know when they see the same guys time after time what we're there for. Who gives a fuck. Still horny, I went online again that evening, but I think I was sexually satisfied even though I hadn't cum yet. Nothing seemed to tickle my fancy so I went to bed.

Saturday night, even after a few attempts the previous days, I still didn't have anything lined up, so back on the internet I went. I started chatting with throat4cock who I had hooked up with in September. We had arranged to meet Sunday night, but I was asking him if he wanted to make it that night instead. He wasn't able to, but he asked me not to cum that night as he wanted me to save up my load. I reluctantly agreed and went to bed...

Sunday throat4cock arrived. As usual, we smoked a joint, then went into kissing for a good long time. He then went down to open up my pants, and the raunchy play began. I don't know what it is, but we both end up in this freaky hazy mind space with him being choked by my cock for long periods of time causing oxygen deprivation. I seem to get very physical with him, and he just loves it. We played for just under an hour when he started becoming very aggressive with his throat. I told him I was about to cum, but he didn't want to stop, so the explosion occurred. We were doing some serious 69'ing and I was working his cock hard. It seemed like he had cum too as I did have the slight taste of cum in mouth, though his load would have been delivered well past where the taste buds lie on my tongue so I wasn't 100% sure. He did say though that he thought he had cum. As we were sitting on the bed having a beer, he asked me if I wanted to go another round. I told him that I didn't think I could repeat such an intense scene, so we called it a night. I think he was pissed judging by the change in his energy level. Oh well, can't please everybody all the time.
On Monday, I was kind of satisfied sexually from the night before, so I wasn't really looking for anything. On Tuesday, I woke up with a bad case of diarrhea (must have been something I ate...), so I wasn't very sexually interested that day either. Wednesday, my situation began to subside by midday, though I still wasn't feeling all that great so I didn't look for sex for another day. Thursday is late-night at the tearoom, so I went there after work. Upon my arrival, there's this little guy, probably about 20, standing at the urinals. Slim, 5'7" tall, Mediterranean, nice carved up moustache and beard. I had to piss so I pulled out my big wang and balls, and drained it while completely exposing myself to him. I shook it off when I was done all the while starting to get hard. That's when I really gave him the show. He couldn't even look away by this point; he was staring intently at my dick. I was looking at him directly, and he finally looked up to see me staring at him. I said "Hi" and he responded in kind. I then looked over directly to see what he had been shielding behind his jacket when he exposed his hard tool to me. Nice length, uncut, average thickness, upward curve. He moved over to the urinal next to me and grabbed a hold of my cock. I asked him if he wanted to go a quiet spot and he agreed. I took my playmate to the stairwell on the far corner of the parkade where no one usually goes. We immediately got into some great cock sucking. I wanted to milk one out of him, but he was more intent on watching me cum, so he worked me up real close, then finished me off by hand as I blew my load against the wall. We zipped up and departed.

Friday night I was in desperate need of some quality play. I came across justaguy online, a profile I hadn't seen in a while but a guy I had really enjoyed in our previous encounter. He agreed to come over. Tall and very muscularly slim, great thick cock. I asked him if he wanted to smoke some weed first to which he agreed, thereafter we started with some deep kissing and some very deep cock sucking. I know his asshole is his erogenous zone, so I flipped him over and began to eat out his ass. He was moaning with delight as I licked and worked his hole with my tongue, and my specialty in rimming: hard-kissing the hole. He then moved his whole body in a way indicating he wanted to be penetrated. As I may have mentioned in previous posts, I'm not big on fucking (though I seem to be doing a lot of it lately... I won't say that anymore) but his hole was begging now. I lubed and capped up and went very slow for him. I could tell by the way he controlled his sphincter that he loves getting fucked, but it takes him a while to get comfortable with it. His preference is for long slow strokes as opposed to a hard pounding. I'm not much into pounding anyway, so I took the pleasure of stroking my cock with his asshole. We flipped into many positions, but doggy style seemed to work best for him as he could take all my cock that way. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, so I took mercy on him and pulled out. It took a few minutes for him to recover, but he finally did with the assistance of my mouth, throat and my hand. I was so happy to have his very thick cock engorge in my mouth, and he came while really pounding my throat good. I finished myself off by hand. I looked over at the clock to see that we had been playing for exactly two hours. Man, did I ever need that! Next time he said he would bring some poppers...

Bathhouse Adventures

While I was away for the last two months, I didn't have many opportunities to have sex with men. I did manage to slip away one day to go to a bathhouse in the nearby big city. I was so horned up, all I could think of was swallowing as many loads of cum as I possibly could. I'm not usually a cum whore but on this particular day, I was so incredibly famished, I needed as much cum as I could get.

I arrived at the bathhouse at about noon-time. I asked for a double room as I usually find a single room far too small to really enjoy man-play. A single room usually consists of a mat smaller than a single bed, while a double room has a bed usually about the size of a three-quarter mattress. I went directly to my room, undressed, wrapped my towel around my waist, and proceeded to the showers. After a quick rinse, I was ready to play. A few guys had gone into the dry sauna, so in I went to check them out. The first guy I see is Cowboy, a slim hairy guy with a great moustache and goatee, thick proud member dangling between his open legs. I dried myself off and being slightly shy, I didn't come on strongly but dropped subtle cues that I was interested. I exited the sauna and went to my room. Sprawled on the bed with my towel suggestively placed, I waited for my prey...

Cowboy came by a few minutes later and lingered at my door. I motioned for him to come in and he entered. I stood up and started sucking on his face while I peeled off his towel and started stroking his cock. I played with his big stiff nipples and his hairy chest. A big thick cock sprung to attention, the mushroom head of his cock pulsating in my hand. What a beautiful cock this guy had! And man could this guy kiss. He kept his tongue rigid as he probed every part of my mouth and tongue. We kissed for a good long time, then alternated sucking each other's cocks in many different positions. I couldn't get enough of his cock as I deep-throated him for a very long time. Eventually his hips started gyrating and I could tell this man was about to blow. I continued with long deep strokes plunging his cock down my throat till he exploded. What a delicious blast of cum. I hate it when the very first guy I'm with is so fucking hot that I have to cum. It usually makes for a less sexually intense spa-day. He really wanted to share my orgasm with me as he soon started kissing me again with his magnificent tongue, probing deeply into my mouth. We were kneeling on the bed facing each other sucking face when I blew my first load all over his chest. That was an amazing start to my day...

I needed some recovery time, so I went back into the shower, got myself cleaned up, and then went and sat in the hot tub for a while. When I was younger, I could go to a bathhouse and easily cum three times, continuing to play even after that. Now being in my late 40's, I usually only cum twice, so I needed to save up this second one. About a half-hour later, I was good to go.

An older guy, probably late fifties, entered the wet sauna. Men that age tend to exceed my preference, but he was slender, good looking, and had a nice tool I had checked out when he removed his towel and hung it up before entering the sauna. I followed him in a few minutes later. As I entered, he was stroking his cock so I immediately went down on him. His cock was nicely curved upward and about 8 inches with a generous amount of foreskin which pleased me immensely. I sucked his cock nice and slow, giving him all the pleasure he needed. All of a sudden his cock engorged into a rock, really thick at the base. I could tell he was locked and loaded and that I would get an amazing spray of cum out of his gun. Sure enough, a blast of cum rocketed into my mouth as I continued working his cock until every last drop was pumped out. Another delicious load...

I went back to my room and a guy in his late 40's with salt and pepper hair dropped by. He had a great body, clean-shaven, very coarse and thick pelt of chest hair and a nice sized cock. He couldn't get real hard as he may have already cum a few times himself. Another great kisser, and loved sucking cock as much as he loved getting sucked. He was really into 69, and we spent a lot of time enjoying each other's cocks that way. I love the sound a man makes when he's about to cum and has a cock jammed deep in his throat. His muffled moaning indicated he was about to shoot, and his hips began to pump his cock deep down into my throat, so I just let him ejaculate into my mouth. The first blast shot to the back of my throat causing me to gag on it, but I suppressed the gag to continue taking the next blasts of his cream. He rolled over to relax for a few moments after he had his pleasure as I savoured his sperm, then he left asking for my phone number for a repeat should I make it back to town.

After another quick shower, I went back to my room. This time, a well built guy comes to my door. I motioned for him to enter. He had a decent sized cock and a very hairy bush - I don't think he had ever shaved his privates, and I enjoyed the bush in my face as I sucked his cock. He wasn't into kissing, but I was more interested in cock at that moment. While I was on my back, he straddled me and sat on my dick, sliding right down the pole. I'm not much into topping, but do occasionally enjoy a hot tight ass. I usually cum fairly quickly when I fuck, so I took it easy letting him enjoy my big cock deep in his guts. Before getting too close, I signalled for him to get off and I let him know that I wanted to take a break. He obliged and we parted ways.

It was by this time late in the afternoon, but I wasn't quite satisfied. I would alternate between sitting in my room and taking little walks down the hallways to see who was around. Passing by the glory holes, there was this really nice looking guy who had been sitting on a bench edging his cock for about an hour. I figured he probably needed to release, so I entered the first booth, motioning for him to enter the other booth so he could slip his cock through the glory hole. He followed right away and left his door open so there would be enough light for him to see. I hung up my towel, got down on my knees, and brought my face right to the hole with my mouth wide open. Another 8 inch cock entered my mouth. He had been edging with flavoured lube, strawberry I think. I never liked the taste of lube, and flavoured lube tastes like just that. Oh well, I was there for the cum anyway. I would work on his cock for a while, then he would pull out and stroke his cock with the mixture of lube and throat juice I provided bringing himself closer and closer to the edge of cumming. We continued with this alternating sucking and stroking for a good long time, until my knees couldn't take it anymore. The timing was perfect as just as I stood up and grabbed his dick with my hand to stroke him off, he began to moan and cum. I bent down to stroke out his man juice right into my mouth, streams of cum blasting all over my face and chest, then into my mouth again as I fed on his last blasts of cum.

I was still good for a bit of time, so I went back to my room. Some time later, a very hairy Middle-Eastern guy came to my door. Once again I motioned for him to come in. He was another great kisser with a rigid tongue, giving my mouth a good tongue bath. We sucked each other, and again I had myself a big thick cock! Its rare to find one or two really nice big cocks in one session at a bathhouse, but for some reason the gods were with me that day. He turned over to let me rim his ass, and what a beauty it was. His butt cheeks were covered in a thick coat of hair, all the way into his asshole. He moaned in ecstasy as my tongue penetrated his hole. I especially love kissing a man's asshole with lunges of my probing tongue right into the hole. He stayed crouched on all fours and let me caress his rosebud for a good long time, then would turn over and kiss me with all the gratitude he had for pleasuring his hole. Finally I got down on my knees, he stood before me with his big pulsating cock, and I sucked him until he couldn't hold off any longer. He let me know he needed to ejaculate which brought me to that same point. As his bursts of cum blew into my mouth, I shot streams of cum between his legs and onto the wall behind him.

I laid down for a while to rest after so many hot men, allowing myself to float back down to earth, basking in the sexual ecstasy I had just experienced but knowing that the day was now complete. I would have to have another quick shower, get dressed, and leave. It was 6 o'clock and I had a two hour drive ahead of me...

Its Been a While...

Hello everyone. Sorry its been a while since I last posted. I have been back to my little home town for the last month as my mother is gravely ill and I'm here to be with her in her final days. I'm staying with my Dad who doesn't have internet access, so I've been logging in very sporadically. Last night I took a hotel room as I had arranged something with a local guy. Now I remember why I don't like sleeping with men - they snore and they hog the bed and the blankets... But I must say it was well worth the inconvenience. Not having internet access makes it difficult to meet guys, and in times of stress and difficulty, finding a bit of romance and passion is even more critical then ever. Before heading out here, I had contacted a couple of guys on my hook-up site, and had two that seemed pretty promising. I hooked up with Horse four weeks ago and it was OK, but I drove an hour and a half for what would end up being 20 minutes of play before he prematurely ejaculated. I was sucking his cock in the 69 position as his cock was so rigid and curved upward. It was the only way I could manage it. About 8.5 inches. I was milking him right down to the base when he let go and didn't give me any notice. He was so far down my throat I didn't even taste his cum. The only way I knew he had cum was slight pelvic thrusting and a very little moan. Had to finish myself off manually that night.

The next week, I met up with lookingforafuckbuddy. He had a great thick uncut cock, also about eight inches. He is a total bottom, and though I am more of a cock sucker, I went for it. As it turns out, he is a passionate kisser, and all his erogenous zones are in his ass hole. We made out for about two hours on both occasions; he moaned in ecstasy while I rimmed him. We didn't get into much sucking as he wanted to go straight to getting fucked. Both times he blasted his load on his belly as I was pounding him. This isn't a common occurrence with guys, but he really enjoyed being fucked by my big cock.

Sorry I don't have any pics to post, and I do have to run, but I wanted to check in here and let you know I'm still around and maintaining this blog. Stay well and talk to you again soon.

Friday Night

I had a rendezvous set for Thursday evening with a guy I was chatting with from craigslist on Sunday. Typical for craigslist, if it isn't immediate its likely going to fizzle. Craigslist seems to appeal to guys who can't make a commitment to a profile on a hook-up site and loose their nerve very easily, or some obligation with the wife cancels out their plans with you. Hook-up sites with profiles tend to generate better results. So I took Thursday evening off.

Last night I was online and received a message from a 21 year-old guy looking to hook up. We were chatting on messenger and solidified plans that I would go pick him up and bring him back to my place. His body size and description checked out; he was cute. He was a student living in residence, no car, so for me going there could have been problematic - what's a late 40's guy doing at a University residence at 11:00 at night? Just as we were finishing our chat, I was alerted that another guy I REALLY wanted to hook up had signed on. Too late to change course I thought to myself. So I went and picked up my boy and brought him home. We started kissing and undressed quickly as we had decided to save some time and shower together (he had to be at work at 6:00 a.m.) Unfortunately he had recently waxed his back and all his beautiful hairiness had been removed. He was waxed to along his pant line but his butt cheeks were a pelt of beauty. His asshole was hidden behind a mountain of hair - perfect for rimming... He wasn't big on sucking cock, but certainly enjoyed the work I provided. His cock was very thick at the base, tapered down along the shaft, and ended in a nice mushroom cap. His pubic hair was also thick as a pillow. That can be a problem for getting pubes in your mouth while sucking... He enjoyed having my fingers penetrating deep into his hole, and asked if I had a dildo he might try. Well of course son - I have a big double headed dildo. He could only take it for a few seconds, as he had never been anally entered before. Overall though, it wasn't the most stimulating experience, and ended with him cumming on my chest. I didn't cum as I thought my other guy might still be online. We showered up again and I drove him home. I went back online, but nothing further seemed to gel, and my other guy was no longer online. By 2:30 a.m. I figured I should go to bed, and had to take care of myself manually. Some nights just don't seem to have it all in place. Tomorrow's another day for sex...

Throat 4 Cock

Raunch. That's the scene I got into tonight. My friend throat4cock came over. He's into gagging and choking on cock. He really likes big cocks, and likes mine in particular. This type of play requires fasting and abstaining from too much water for at least 6 hours.

There are three levels in this type of play. Gag, choke, and puke. The throat produces copious amounts of mucous when its being worked over by a thick long cock. That excess mucous travels into the stomach making the occasional purging non-odorous and actually fun to use as a slippery lube. When throat starts getting into the scene, he starts getting into the raunch.

Gagging is where the abdomen flexes but there is some control holding back from bringing up. Choking is where the esophagus is blocked and there is a simultaneous flexing of the abdomen and cough, with or without the projection of esophageal mucous. Puking is the actual bringing up the contents, from light to heavy. The idea of this play is to get as close to the line between choking and vomiting without actually going over the line. It becomes very difficult to stay on the choking side and not going into vomiting when the person feeding the cock is holding your head and not allowing the throater to get off that which is triggering the gag reflex leading to a choke. Things starts out slow in our play as the stomach fills with mucous, but gets progressively more aggressive and forceful. We get into various skull-fucking positions, whether him on his knees while I stand face-fucking him, or me on my back forcing his head and holding him down on my cock as deep as it will go. There's a bit of asphyxia going on too as I don't let him up for air until he's choked 4 or 5 times. Part of the fun also involves making very loud gagging and choking vocalizations. When its time to cum, he gets into very aggressive gagging and choking, as I moan out very loud, prompting him to suck as deep as he can holding back from puking and swallowing my load. Thankfully my neighbours work during our sessions because it sounds like there's a murder going on...

This type of activity requires a great deal of trust on the part of the throater as limits must be respected. My guy's also into a lot of throat-massaging cock, and overall I would have to put him into the position of best cocksucker I have ever had. He sucked me non-stop for over an hour, and the bed was an absolute mess. I know that our scene becomes very messy, so I try and ensure I have enough blankets down to protect my duvet from getting messed up. Lets just say I have to do laundry immediately after our session.

Fetish Play

One of the things I like about the internet as I mentioned before is that you get to put out there exactly what you are looking for and exactly what you have to offer. Its very easy to find your match from an online ad when you live in a large metropolitan area. When you meet someone in a bar, a bathhouse or other live situation for a hook up, you generally haven't established exactly what you are into and what you have to offer. Some situations end up fine, but the worst scenarios occur for example when you get to the sexual scene and the guy you're with wants you to take a dump in his mouth and you're not into it. At least on the internet you can specify right up front what body type you like - heavy-set, muscular, skinny, tall or short. You can specify what scene you're into - leather, bear, skater, punk, skinhead, business or preppy. You can specify what sexual activity you like - top, bottom or versatile, and whether you like fucking, sucking, passionate, raunch, kink and the like. You can also easily find guys into your fantasy situation or your fetish. Some people like daddy/son fantasies, cross-dressing, sado-masochism, rape scenes, dom/sub roles, fisting, or just plain vanilla sex. I'm pretty vanilla, but can get into some raunch from time to time (see my next post for some raunchy stuff). Finding a guy into a very specific fetish that also meets your other criteria can be a challenge. The more obscure the fetish, the harder it is to find. Easy ones: feet, ears, underwear, uncut cock, boots, spanking, chicks-with-dicks, sports equipment, water sports, sex toys, cigars. Tougher ones: scat, stumping, burning, blood-letting, mutilation, and then there's all the weirder shit I don't even dare mention. I only have one fetish - smoking cigarettes during sex. I can hear the outcry now - cigarettes are reviled in our society.

I started smoking cigarettes regularly when I was about 14. At the time smoking was not the social taboo it is now. I was turned on by cigarette ads and watching men smoke. I would jerk off daily while smoking a cigarette from about age 15, fantasizing about men smoking in sexual situations. My first experience with smoking during sex occurred during my twenties. I was with a guy sucking his cock in my car in the university parking lot late one night. As he reclined back in the seat enjoying the blowjob, he lit up a smoke and casually smoked while I sucked him. I was so totally turned on! I hooked up with him a second time at my place, and we repeated the scene, and once again I enjoyed it immensely. That was the last time I did that, other than taking smoke breaks during sex, until about a year ago. I started posting profiles on hook-up sites and craigslist specifically looking for guys into smoking during sex, and got some good responses. Some scenes ended up better than others. I posted another ad about a month ago and got the usual responses, but one hit the mark. He was 29, 6'2" tall, 220 lbs, into smoking sex. We arranged to get together but our first rendezvous was cancelled. We arranged a second encounter which happened tonight. Though I usually enjoy lots of kissing and smoke swapping, he was only into servicing while I smoked. He did suck me for an hour and a half, and stopped several times to have a smoke himself. He was not into reciprocation. Cool for me - I was in the mood to lay back and receive anyway. I had a great orgasm as I laid back on his settee, a smoke in my mouth, just receiving head. I have another four guys I see on a semi-regular basis who are also into smoking cigarettes during sex, so I'm sure I'll be telling you about them some time in the future. Here's a very hot video of what I like about smoking sex...

Fuck Buddy

Yesterday I had fun on craisglist and said I would tell you about my hook-up from Saturday today. Before I get into that, I just wanted to say I had another promising response to my ad a short while ago so I responded to him and am just waiting to hear back. I was going to take tonight off and just chill at home, but just can't say no to a cock who walks through my door. Ooh - pics have just arrived. BRB... So, the cock is OK, but he sends me pictures of his rosebud and a giant dildo next to a carton of juice for perspective. From that (and his e-mail address hotsmoothhole@...) I could tell that he is a total bottom only looking to get fucked. Did you read anywhere in the ad I posted that I was looking to top? Gotta let him down easy.

In the mean time, another response from a black guy who's looking to get sucked came in. Finally someone who knows how to read! I responded I'm free tonight and asked him what time he'd be by. He responded he could be over right away. I responded with my address. He showed up about 20 minutes later and we went directly to the bedroom. He liked hearing stories about older guys with big cocks I had sucked off. It wasn't easy telling stories and sucking his cock at the same time! I alternated between the two as I worked his beautiful 7.5 inch thick cock. It was rock hard and curved upward. I had to get on the bed and take it from a near-69 position in order to get it totally down my throat. He really appreciated having his cock jammed up in there. All of sudden he wanted me to stroke his cock real fast while sucking him so he could cum. He shot his load right into my mouth and I swallowed it. I have only been getting into swallowing cum for the last year or so, and I'm getting to like it! His load tasted nice. He left but promised to get back in the future.

So unless there are any further interruptions, I'll continue with my story from Saturday night. I have seen busterbigballs over the last 6 years or so. He has an amazing big stretched ball sac that he loves to have stretched and pulled, and a great 8 inch cock, not too thick, that slides down beautifully. I would see him about once a year until about 4 years ago when we had our last session that wouldn't pick up again for another three years. When I split from my last boyfriend, I got back in touch with him and have been seeing him every few months or so for about a year now. I would have to say he is one of the best sexual partners I have ever had. I'm usually just into one-offs or a limited number of repeats. I find the novelty and excitement of a new man wears off real quick for me (must be from the large number of men I have had sex with). Buster and I usually sit and smoke a joint, drink some wine, then get into it. Saturday night he was very horny. We started making out almost immediately, smoked our joint and drank our wine a little bit into it. He's the best kisser I have ever met. Usually after a session with him, my lips are chapped and peeling for a couple of days. I don't know what it is but he uses his entire mouth when he kisses, and uses his tongue in deep probing lunges with lots of tongue wrestling. We probably kiss for 10 to 15 minutes at a time. He also loves to deep throat and jams my cock into his throat as I do the same for him. We force both of our cocks deep into each other's throats in multiple 69 positions, taking turns on top throat-fucking each other. He brings me very close many times, but I stop him by pushing his head off my cock till I recover. Eventually I can't hold back, and I start to groan and choke with his cock rammed as deep down my throat as I can get it while shooting off rounds of cum. He then rolls over on his back and jerks off, still choking down on my pulsating cock.

Did I mention that busterbigballs is HIV positive? It took me a very long time to get comfortable with having sex with HIV positive guys. I have issues with guys who bareback, and I'll talk about that another time. If a guy accepts his status, is sexually responsible and is on meds, his viral load is undetectable and the risk of transmission goes down to theoretical risk. He told me he has been poz for many years and even nearly died of complications from AIDS just as the latest treatments became available. He has since been healthy while on the cocktail, and has even rebuilt a very nice body. Generally if I don't know someone's HIV status, I assume they are positive and take precautions accordingly and don't exceed low risk sexual contact. I try to be picky about who's semen I am going to ingest and don't usually take it from a guy I meet in a bathhouse. On the other hand, I won't seek out a guy who never plays safe and is only into getting his hole bred and seeded with cum by any guy out there. In my mind, there is a requirement for responsibility in a person's physical health, which is also a reflection of a person's spiritual health, and I am really tuned in to spiritual health. More on that another time. Having been through the tough years of HIV/AIDS in the 80's and 90's, it was difficult becoming poz-friendly, but I'm happy to say I am there now.

Another Craigslist Day...

I had an amazing experience last night, but I'll tell you about it tomorrow because I have something else going on today. I posted an ad on craigslist because I'm as horny as fuck for cock and to swallow loads. I posted the following ad:

NEED HEAD? HORNY COCKSUCKER AT YOUR SERVICE

Hey men - I'm in serious need of cock to suck tonight from about 5:00 pm till midnight. Got this insatiable need to be fed cum and need to drain balls bad. Not looking for reciprocation, though if you want to that's cool. Just so long as you pump your load right down my throat. Big uncut cocks are especially welcome for deep deep throating action. You must be able to travel to my place downtown. Open to all ages, just be height-weight proportionate and have a big load to feed to me. Lay back on my bed with your legs spread wide open and deliver. I'm 6'3" tall, 195 lbs, good looking, hairy, big cock, chin beard. Replies with pics of your cock get my immediate attention. Married, straight and bi guys are most welcome."

The very first reply to my ad some two minutes after it was posted was from a 28 year-old guy, 5'8", 170 lbs. He attached a pic of a hairy slim torso with what he says is a 6" uncut cock. I could tell he was South Asian, and typically I wouldn't have responded. Just a preference I guess. However I had planned to suck every guy who came through on my ad and was at least half-way decent, and some South Asian men I do find attractive. He said he was working and that he was leaving in about 45 minutes and could be here shortly thereafter. I responded I would be free. In the meantime, I was shooting messages back and forth to the usual anonymous craigslist lurkers who don't often actually come through, give false descriptions of themselves, never seem to have any pics but ask to see more of yours, respond with vague one-liners, are looking for something I clearly said I was not into, you know the drill if you've ever been on craigslist. And yet I love the sexual excitement of craigslist. With all the e-mails I have received so far, I have a nice straight but curious uncut guy, 36, nice body, into older guys, coming over Thursday at 7:00...

Mr. CL1 texted me at 4:30 that he could be over in 15 minutes. I had already made the bed and gotten ready. He pulls up and heads toward my place - very nice looking guy! Nice jaw line, beautiful facial features. He's got a receding hairline which I like, and typically nice teeth. There! I says to myself... He comes to the door, knocks, I let him in. I can instantly tell he's straight and never gets good head at home from his wife, but he loves receiving head and gets it from men expertly from time to time when he needs it. He's nervous, "...maybe this guy's a little old for me," he thinks to himself. I start walking toward the bedroom. He follows me, starts taking off his pants, sits on the side of the bed. He's thinks further to himself, "What am I doing here?" I take off my pants and get down on my knees. He leans back on my bed with his hands clasped behind his head, and resolves to enjoy it while looking straight up to the ceiling indifferently. He's completely flaccid with all his foreskin overhanging the head of his cock. I start my appointed task. He slowly but surely gets hard, not moving or making a sound. I was deep throating him, giving him one of the best blow jobs he has ever had. I could tell he was thoroughly enjoying every stroke of my hot mouth despite his lack of movement or sound, and after a while I asked him if he was enjoying himself. He looked down at me and said that he totally was. He was in fact a good 6 inches, thin cock, making it easier for me to handle. I sucked him off for about a half hour when I started to get tired. He certainly wasn't getting tired yet as he just continued to lay there hard as a rock receiving an amazing blow job. I asked him if he could bring himself close by hand (hint hint). I pulled up his t-shirt to expose a beautiful hairy chest with a big pillow of fur in the centre of his torso. He began pumping his cock by hand with my open mouth at the head of his cock. I continued licking his head while he stroked, then put the head of his cock entirely in my mouth. I could tell he was getting close by very subtle body movements, then a small vocalization announced the impending explosion, then hot jizz filling my mouth. He pulled his hand away so that he could throw the last few pulses freely into the rhythmic mouth-strokes I was giving him. As a reward, I went deep on his cock as the last few twitches eased up while he finished his delivery. He got up from the bed, got dressed, thanked me, and was on his way.

My second guest CL2 arrived at 7:30. In our e-mails, he indicated we had met about a year earlier. I did recognize having seen his e-mail address before, but couldn't remember anything about him. He said he had 7 inches cut, and wanted to offer me some reciprocation. Height and weight checked out, so I told him to come over. He said he'd be about 30 minutes. When he arrived I did vaguely recognize his face and body, but still couldn't remember our scene. We went directly to my bedroom. I'm not big on idle chit-chat or having a drink to break the ice. I like to smoke a bit of weed just before my sex partner arrives and get right to it. By the way, I took up smoking weed again about 5 years ago for sex, and let me tell you, the sex becomes so incredibly amazing. The drawback to increasing weed consumption is your memory starts to fade a bit. Hence my inability to recall this fellow.

We started kissing. He has an incredible barrel-chest with perky nipples and coarse trimmed chest hair. So coarse, the hairs remain stiff when you rub your hand against his chest. He asked if he could suck my cock. I said yes. Then it came back to me - as he was deep throating me, his sharp teeth were really scraping at the base of my cock. I had to tell him 5 or 6 times to open his mouth a bit wider. Now I remembered why I didn't call this guy for a repeat - the last time he shredded my cock with his teeth!!! Finally I'd had enough. I pulled him off. I went to work on his cock. He was correct in that it was thick with a nice big head at the knob, but more like 5.5 inches. I started sucking him, and noticed his piss hole was very wide right down to the base of his head - I could have put my index finger into that piss hole. I used my tongue to play with his hole, and he said he enjoyed that. He was doing poppers through the whole session, which is fine by me, but then he seemed to loose his erection. One of the reasons I don't do poppers, and also since I took Viagra this evening, poppers are strictly verboten. I have had a throbbing cock for the last 4 hours, and a raging hard-on when I'm playing, and loving it! Anyway back to my guy. We end up on the bed with me propped up on pillows. I have now clearly told him to open up his teeth at the base of my cock. He acknowledges and is doing better. He does suck me for about 10 minutes, then stops and asks me if I'm going to come for him. I said no, not yet. He asks me why, I told him because I have a few other guys to do yet tonight. He tells me he won't be able to cum because of the poppers (another thing that just popped up in my memory of our other encounter), I thank him for dropping by, good-bye, close the door. I don't plan on cumming until I've had my fill tonight, so I was most happy with that. I'm still working on a few others by e-mail, but no concrete plans any further for the moment...

Well, all the connections I made have now fizzled out, my ad has been buried behind hundreds of new posts, so I'm going to call it a night. I'll leave my ad up and see what shakes out of it for the next few weeks.

Tea Time

I usually get off work at 5:00 p.m. My favorite tearoom closes at 5 from Monday to Wednesday, but is open till 7:00 p.m. Thursdays and Fridays. So I went to see what was happening. Tearooms are really hit and miss - often you'll find old married trolls, ugly guys, fat guys, whatever. Sometimes you'll hit the jackpot. I think the internet killed the tearoom (also known as cottaging).

There was a time where the city had a good dozen really active tearooms. As I mentioned in a previous blog post, my favorite was the bus terminal. The bathroom was located on the lower level, so it was discrete enough to attract any and all guys. Though the doors were kept open, there was a bank of sinks that created a wall to the 8 toilets at the far end of the public washroom. If someone came in, they wouldn't be able to see if you had slid under the stall, or were servicing the guy next to you. You would be able to get up and sit back down discretely before being seen. People also make more noise walking down stairs so that would usually alert you that someone was coming. With 8 toilets to choose from, if the guy(s) sitting next to you weren't interesting, you could always move. This tearoom was total musical chairs. Alas the bus depot relocated to newer more modern facilities and the old terminal was closed. The busiest downtown mall washroom was also closed after a renovation, as did a few hotels. So that left the underground parking garage washroom in the mall. Noisy double doors and a discrete location make this spot not too bad, but there are only two stalls so there is often a line-up, and some people just don't know when their time is up. I like to sit in the handicapped stall because its much more spacious. A regular stall is tight and I'm having trouble with my knees, so its awkward and difficult to get back up quickly if someone comes in.

I met a guy with a beautiful uncut dick a few weeks ago, and he moaned and thrust as I was blowing him. He asked me to slow down so he could enjoy the job. Finally he came with fantastic streams of cum shooting into my mouth. Yesterday, I arrived at the tearoom to find three of the usual suspects. This young really skinny guy, terribly ugly with a small cock. I'm sorry but I can't bring myself to do it. Even if he were the last guy on earth. Another very young guy, about 20, a bit effeminate but a big thick cock. He likes to edge and goon for hours until his cock is practically raw. The third guy was also young, also about 20, nice enough uncut cock, but fat. I didn't want to wait around, so I left. The slimmer young guy followed me to another washroom in the mall where we stood at the urinals for a while and just stroked. He doesn't want any oral action - only jerking. I have seen him around for a couple of years now, but hadn't ever seen him cum. We've been talking recently while we stroke about who's been in and what's been happening. I told him I had never seen him cum. He said he gets too nervous. After a while and a few too many guys coming in to actually use the facilities, I decided to check back at the other location.

I arrived to find the fat guy still there, so I sat down anyway and made no motion that would have indicated any interest, such as tapping the feet or sliding hand or fingers on the underside of the stall wall. He probably had to get home to mama for supper so he left shortly thereafter. My gooner returned and took the spot beside me. He crouched down and slid part-way under the stall wall, but deliberately just out of reach of getting sucked. It looked like he just wanted to jerk off. I jerked his cock the way he likes it - loose and rubbing his head. He took over the job while I stroked his balls and that area on the inside of the thighs. I could tell by the way he sped up the stroking he wanted to deposit a load on the floor beside be. For the first time in all the times we have stroked together he came. He just stayed down there for a while longer as I stroked his cock during the relaxation stage. When he left I cleaned up his mess, lit up a smoke and waited to see if anyone else would come in.

A short while later, another younger guy arrived. Nice shoes, about size 8 feet, decent jeans. I could tell he wasn't a homeless person by the quality of his clothing and footwear. I like to stroke my cock and let the shadows on the floor alert my neighbour that I'm stroking my cock rhythmically. The shadows next door tell me he's leaning forward to check me out. I keep my legs spread wide and just beat my cock. Ah ha - he's interested. I lean forward enough to look under - his legs are also spread wide with his pants to his ankles, and he has very hairy legs. Love those Mediterranean guys! A bit more forward now and he too is stroking his cock...

I like to surprise a guy I'm sitting next to by fully thrusting my fully bloated cock right under the stall wall before they have had a chance to have a good look at it. Nothing is more sexually arousing than having a really big man meat come wizzing out at you. Usually guys will say "holy fuck!" and then start chowing down on my cock. I think this guy was bisexual and probably timid, new to cock play, or not a cock-sucker. He grabbed my cock and stroked it a bit. Well, I needed more than that, so I pulled out, crouched down and leaned forward signalling to him to bring his cock under. He obliged. Nice 7.5 inch cut cock, but not terribly thick. He too didn't quite bring it under enough, so I had to strain to get as much of it into my mouth as I could. It didn't really matter much because he came in about 20 seconds. He did the courteous thing by announcing "I'm cumming" giving me the opportunity to decide if I wanted to take it or finish the job by hand. I could taste the first stream and it was nice, but decided I would finish it by hand. He too left a nice deposit for me. I actually enjoy cleaning a guy's cum off the floor, so I wiped it up ready for the next visitor.

A short while later another guy came in. Again, nice shoes and jeans. I look under, he looks under. Once we established a mutual understanding, he pulls up his pants so that he can stand on the toilet and look down into my stall. As he's watching me, I'm stroking myself as cock-proud as I can be. He starts jerking himself off furiously, and asks if I can show him my ass. Though the area is a bit cramped, I leaned forward with my asshole as exposed as possible to give him a show. As he approached his orgasm, I told him to blast his cum all over the stall wall. He climbs down from his perch and starts blasting his cum directly into the toilet. I knew he was going to shoot so I looked over the stall wall just in time to see him jizz. That's one of the benfits of being tall... He cleans himself up a bit and leaves.

Another guy came in at about 6:35 - only a few more minutes until the cleaning lady comes in to bust up the party and lock it up for the night. I have been roused out of there many times by the cleaning ladies. They obviously know what's going on in there based on all the graffiti on the walls. When they see the same guys day after day, they get to know the tearoom traders. They always give you that disgusted glare. Makes me chuckle... Anyway, this guy looks promising - he's checking things out under the stall, I do the same. Surprisingly, he pulls up his pants and leaves his stall. He's now peeking into my stall, so I open the door to show him my cock. He stares at it intently, then decides to leave. These odd situations occur from time to time, but considering he would have known the cleaning lady was coming soon, he may have decided to head out. I too pulled up my pants and checked out.

Here's a video and a link to an xtube video that shows you what tearoom play is all about:

http://video2.xtube.com/watch.php?v_user_id=ldg2006&idx=8&v=jLZLA_G721_&cl=B1shV_G721_&from=&ver=3&ccaa=1&qid=&qidx=&qnum=&preview_flag=

Fucking Night

Last night I was feeling kind of randy, so I checked out the local listings on craigslist.com. I'm not so worried about coming across a craigslist killer. I mean after all, its so easy to be traced on any computer, how would anyone think they can hide in the cyber-anonymous world of the internet? The CIA, FBI, Interpol and any other intelligence agency know your every move on the internet, unless you go to great lengths to cover your tracks. You have to be a moron to think you'll get away with it - but of course there are morons out there.

I came across an ad I'll call damnhorny. A 26 year-old skater dude with an 8 inch cut dick, 6'1" tall, 190 lbs. Sounded good to me, pic looked good. I rarely respond to ads for guys under 35 unless they're looking for a daddy or something in the ad leads me to believe they might be interested. He was looking for a guy, age not important, but very well hung and talented in the sack. Well, I'm very well hung and talented in the sack, so I responded. A few minutes later I get a reply - he's interested, add me on messenger. Young people are so into messenger. I'm not big on messenger, and end up deleting guys after a short while when things fizzle out. I find it a nuisance, but hey I'm horny and it sounds good. His profile pic comes up and fuck man he's damn hot! Its now about 8 o'clock, but he's not free until midnight. I have to work in the morning, but when I need cock I can't stop until I find me some. I'm thinking if by chance he should cancel at the last minute I'm back on the hunt and will be up until real late, and I'll be a basket case at work all day (small price to pay). He seems sincere and intent on my big cock, so he gives me his address and cell number so I can text him. Another thing I haven't caught on too well to yet.

At 11:10 I'm just about to get into the shower when my cell phone goes off. "Hello" I say, and its my airline pilot from a few weeks ago. He needs a blow job in the worst way, and wants to know if I can take care of his cock and balls right away. I had to make a snap decision - do I go with a sure thing where I'll be fed a nice load of cum, or do I wait to hear from damnhorny. "Sorry dude, I was just headed to bed..." (little white lie) "No worries" he replies, "What are you doing tomorrow night around 10:30?" Good - Wednesday night is taken care of. Its now 11:15 and I'm about to jump into the shower when my messenger goes off. "Still have the house full and can't entertain." Fuck. But he proposes to come to my place instead. Earlier he said he didn't have wheels and could only entertain. I asked him how he would get here and he said his boyfriend would drive him. "Cool" I replied, gave him the address and he said he'd be over in a half hour, not to shower, we could do that together, and I offered to roll a joint. That was so nice of his boyfriend to drive him over. Not your typical relationship, but hey this is the gay world after all.

At the appointed time, he texted me that he had arrived and asked if I could come meet him outside. I think he wanted to know I was alright looking, and his boyfriend was undoubtedly nearby watching to make sure everything was good to go. There didn't appear to be any problems as he immediately followed me up the stairs to my place.

Once inside, we immediately started kissing, groping, stroking, rubbing. We started off with a little smoke to lighten the scene, then proceeded to a nice slow shower of mutual cock sucking and kissing. He was very impressed with my cock. I mean VERY impressed. He could deep throat not too bad, but thoroughly enjoyed the throat action I was able to provide on him. He had an 8 inch cock, and loved it while I held the whole thing deep inside my throat. He was not excessively thick so I could breath while deep throating. He was into lots of kissing, and had the right amount of tongue action I like. We flip-flopped between sucking, kissing, 69, rimming and ass-play. I could tell he was looking to get fucked, and I'm not that crazy about fucking. After a few requests, I realized this guy really needed a good fucking. I reached into my night stand for a condom and my lube, slid it on, and I asked him how he wanted it. He said he liked it on his back, so he got into a comfortable position and I got into position. I'll talk about safer sex and barebacking in future posts.

My cock went in easily, though I let him guide my hips as he became accustomed to my thick rod inside of him. He was quite comfortable with his legs wide open or on my shoulders, and enjoyed being kissed while I took long thrusts. I was really getting into it, and was enjoying that warm tight place my cock was in. He was really getting into the long strokes of my cock as I was increasing the speed of my pelvic thrusts. It was so hot, I told him I wanted to cum that way, and he responded that he wanted to cum then too, so he started jerking himself off. I could feel the orgasm approaching, so I got into a nice rhythm and just let the orgasm come on slowly. It was in fact a most beautiful orgasm that started slowly and hit an incredible intensity as I maintained the rhythm - the pleasure was all about my cock. I must have continued through a dozen thrusts with my hard cock pulsating in ecstasy inside of him, followed by what seemed like a dozen blasts of seed. While still hard inside of him, I told him that was one of the best fucks I have ever had. I think he came too as his vocalizations seemed to increase to a frenzied pitch while I was cumming inside of him. It looked like he came on his chest, but I wasn't 100% certain. That's part of man-on-man sex though - we don't always cum with the guy we're with if one needs to cum and the other isn't there yet. I prefer to enjoy the sexual experience and don't need an orgasm every time to make it complete. I have always been a practitioner of tantric sex, and though I love to cum, it isn't the be-all and end-all of great sex.

So at the end of it all comes the time to pull out. Being a big boy, I'm not unaccustomed to finding things a little messy. In this case, it wasn't too bad, but obviously not perfect. He was very embarrassed, but hey what can you do. I offered him a shower, jumped in myself, got cleaned up and got dressed. He texted his boyfriend to come and get him, and a few minutes later he was on his way. Looks like I found a new play-mate! His boyfriend is rather cute (based on some pictures he showed me) so who knows - maybe a threesome some time.