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.

Back in the Saddle Again

I got back from my trip yesterday and I was famished. Five days without sex is a long time to go. I rarely jerk off anymore. Since I was about 13 I used to masturbate at least twice per day, but you know as time goes by, that declines. I also have sex often enough that I don't need to spank the monkey for sexual release, and in fact the longer I go without shooting one off, the more voracious I become. When I do get a playmate, the sex is incredible. So when I got home, I immediately turned on the internet and started the hunt. By 10:30 p.m. I had intoitall coming over. He arrived as scheduled, and was everything I was looking for. Great kisser, nice face, body and cock, and able to swallow my cock right down to the root. We played together for just under an hour, but because my need was so strong and urgent, I couldn't hold back. We jerked each off and I blew a load that shot all over my pillow. Time to do laundry again...

This post will be a bit short as I do have to get to bed now. Good night all.

Just a Quickie

I don't have a lot of time this morning to go into a long blog, and well, not much has happened the last few days anyway. After my Saturday night encounter, I was kind of blah regarding another hook-up for Sunday, and my dick was a bit sore from too much teeth the night before. I decided to take the night off.

Monday night was an absolute necessity as I am leaving today to go visit my family until next Sunday. Its a small town where there will be no action, so I had to get my fix before 5 days of celibacy. I had a hook-up prearranged, but had another cancellation. That's to be expected from on-line dating. I had hooked up with stormer twice before, and he is amazingly good-looking and so good in bed. He can deepthroat right to the base and hold my cock there in his throat. Anyway long story short I text-messaged him at 8:00 p.m. to confirm, and he said he wasn't feeling well. I am always better when something is prearranged rather than a spontaneous online hook-up, but now I had no choice. Things just were just not jelling for me last night. Had a message from another guy who sucked me off a couple of times recently in the bushes, but I wasn't interested. Then I got a message from ballstud around 12:30 a.m. He loves to service cock, and doesn't want any reciprocation. He is about 6'2" tall, brawny and muscular, shaved head and nice chin beard. Very masculine and nice looking. He came over around 1:00 a.m. and sucked me for about three-quarters of an hour. He is good at what he does, but not quite the rhythm and technique that really gets me going. I needed to cum in the worst way though. I finished the job manually and gave him a facial, he got cleaned up and left. Now I'll have to make due with that until my return on Sunday. I have set something up tentatively for then, but that one's iffy. Whatever happens, I know I'll be getting some when I get back. Talk to you again on or after the 20th. No pics of actual hook-ups this time, but here's something cute I found on the net the other day:

Internet Deception

I hate it when guys misrepresent themselves on the internet. It hasn't happened to me too often where someone says they're one thing and turn out to be something completely different. Everyone will fib a bit about their age, weight or cock size. Some people will post a pic of themselves taken a long (or very long) time ago, and neglect to mention how old the photo is. Generally I'm cool with a bit of excess weight, and I actually enjoy a man with a beer belly. I'm trying to appreciate men in their 50's as I am quickly approaching that number myself, but I am having a hard time finding men in that age range I find sexually appealing. There have been some exceptions for guys who maintain a youthful appearance and attitude toward life in the spiritual and social sense of the word. As for cock size, I do prefer men with an above average endowment. I also try not to judge people based solely on appearance, but when it comes to sex, its hard if not impossible to be sexually aroused by someone you don't find attractive. Such was my encounter with Oralsub9. On his profile he described himself as 41, large cock, 5'9" tall, 200 lbs and muscular. Looking at the photo, he appears to have a monster head on his cock with big balls. He lives some 30 miles from the city here. I can see there's some belly there which is fine by me. It was getting late in the evening and the sexual encounter I had previously arranged bailed at the last minute, saying his uncle was just admitted to hospital and he had to go be there. I always give my anonymous hook-ups the benefit of the doubt, and I don't get all worked up about casual internet encounters cancelling at the last minute or misrepresenting some component of their profile. It is what it is. There are a lot of flakes and loosers in this world, and we are bound to run into them from time to time.

There are two body types that don't appeal to me. The first is the pear-shaped body, and the second I will call the California raisin body - a large round mass on skinny little legs. Mr. Oralsub9 fell into the latter category. As I'm watching from my front window, I see him pull up. He gets out of his car and starts walking over. I immediately recognize the body type and loose all sexual desire. Now I have a decision to make. Do I go through with it and give him a mercy fuck, or tell him at the door I'm not interested. He has driven for 45 minutes to come over and would be bitterly disappointed. Sometimes I have been in the situation where I'm not sexually aroused by the appearance of a person, but during play find them to be incredibly skilled at sex, or have an amazing cock that makes up for the deficiencies in appearance. I remembered the picture of the cock in the profile, and decided to go the route of mercy and see how it goes. After all I sucked on so much cock the previous night, it was my turn to receive an amazing blow job. How bad can it be when he says he can deep throat "right down to the root." Sometimes just closing your eyes helps. I also took a little Viagra earlier in the evening and thought I shouldn't have a problem maintaining an erection. I have been using Viagra for about three years now. I don't usually have a problem maintaining an erection, but I find that with the little magic blue pill I get a roaring boner that stays solid for hours, unlike the ebb and tide of a regular unaided hard-on. I have also suffered from performance anxiety ever since my 20's, and in particular with exceedingly attractive men. Not being able to get it up for gorgeous hunks is very embarrassing, and wrecks the sexual experience. I'll discuss body image in a future blog post.

So we go into my bedroom. We undress. Facially he wasn't bad looking, but had this big round body with zero muscularity and a distended navel. We smoked a joint as we had discussed in our chat that we both enjoyed 420. Then we started playing. Thankfully he wasn't into kissing as I would have had trouble with that. He just started sucking my cock. He wasn't bad at it, though his teeth would clamp down a bit too hard when he was stroking down to the base of my cock. He did have a big bulbous head on his cock, but it was only about three inches in length. What a disappointment. Even his dirty talk wasn't sexually stimulating. All he kept saying was, "Play with my tits! Play with my tits!" I'm not that big on nipple play... At one point I asked him if he wanted to play on the bed as my preference is for passionate horizontal. No, he wanted to suck and be sucked in standing/kneeling, standing/sitting, sitting/kneeling or standing on chair/standing on floor positions. That was it for me - I lost my erection even with the pharmacological assistance. We had played for about an hour up to that point, and I said something to the effect that we should wrap it up. I was going to put in the effort to help him get off and go, but I was pretty much done. Then Deus ex Machina stepped in. He had smoked too much of the joint, and now was feeling like passing out. That and the copious amounts of poppers he was doing. He said he needed to lie down and rest for a while, and he could no longer get it up. I was so relieved, I left him to sleep for an hour and a half. I was feeling hungry so I had some nice Havarti herbed cheese, some liver pate, olives and crackers, followed by brownies and ice cream. I later fell asleep on the couch for a short while, then got up and went to the bedroom to rouse him to move him along. He took a quick shower, got dressed and left. He suggested getting together again, and I said yes lets keep in touch, yada yada yada, goodbye. So its 5:30 a.m., I'm tired and I still haven't cum in like 6 days. Tomorrow (I guess today now) is another day... I have something tentatively lined up for tonight. When I finish this blog post I have to send him a text message...

So I was telling you about GReg, the siliconed guy I met a year ago. I hadn't heard anything from him through the yahoo group we belong to since the new year. A group message had gone out earlier to all members asking if they had heard from him. Finally yesterday he responded to the group that he and his partner have been having some health issues and a lot of deaths in the family, but he is doing better now. He attached a pic of his most recent size, so here it is:

Friday Night Hook-Ups

Friday night is my night to do whatever I want. Sometimes I just watch the tube, pick up a movie or listen to music. Other times I'm looking for sex. This past Friday night it was sex. On Thursday I received a response to my ad on a website from a guy who had contacted me several times before looking to hook up. I thought I had seen him at a bathhouse and for some reason we didn't connect there, so I never really responded to his e-mails in the past. He's a very muscular and good looking guy. His profile ad said he was looking for muscular hung guys, so maybe we didn't connect because I'm not buffed. Anyway my cock pics seemed to win him over. We arranged for him to come over shortly after 8 p.m. He arrived at 8:30 with the usual awkward moment at the door. I usually start out with a pleasant greeting, holding the door open for the gentleman caller walking in. If they start taking their shoes off, I know they've made the decision to stay. Only once has someone taken advantage of that 5 second period to say the encounter may not be right for them. In this case, I passed muster. I must say I am reasonably good looking, in decent shape for my age and I always send recent face/body/cock pics to prospective candidates to ensure there isn't that uncomfortable situation at the door. Here's some pics of the guy - I have cropped them a bit to protect his privacy.
I'm not a big believer in small talk or having a drink to break the ice. I like to get right to it, unless we have prearranged to smoke a joint before the festivities begin. In this case there was no such prearrangement. Standing in the door-way, he leaned forward into me right away and we starting kissing. I love kissing. I can do it for hours with someone who is in the same zone as me. I love having a tongue darting into my mouth caressing my tongue, licking my lips, making love to my mouth with his. Hands generally start moving over the chest. I could feel his hard pecs through his t-shirt and a nice six-pack in the abdomen. I could also feel a thick pelt of coarse hair on his chest through the t-shirt. One of my weaknesses is blond hairy men. With this guy, I hit the jack-pot. I slid my hands up into his t-shirt to feel the fur, and it was thick and coarse like a Brillo pad, covering defined pecs and abs. His hand went for my cock, so I knew things were a bit urgent for him. Returning the gesture, I grabbed on to his pole, and I could tell I was going to be in for a good time as his growing member was bulging in his pants. Shortly thereafter, he motioned me with a little push that he wanted to go to the bedroom and get naked. Off we went.

Arriving in the bedroom, our clothes peeled off quickly. Now naked, we continued kissing while gently stroking each other's cocks, pinching nipples and stroking hairy muscled chests. Once I have an engorged cock in my hand, I can't resist the temptation to go down on it. Cock pics rarely do justice to the real thing, and this is no exception. His cock was thick and long and had a nice mushroom cap to it. Of course I had to take that puppy right down my throat and warm it up for a while. He stood at attention and just enjoyed the head I was providing. After a long cock sucking, he motioned me to lay back on the bed, and he mounted on top of me, our cocks pressed together so that he could continue kissing me. In our e-mail correspondence, he told me he liked to get fucked safely, so I had the lube and condom available on my night stand. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him and if he he could rubber me up. Agreeing, he reached over, slid the rubber on, lubed my cock, and straddled me again. He sat on my cock and it penetrated him right to the base in one gentle motion. He didn't wince or indicate any discomfort as he slid onto the pole. Though he wore a wedding band, I could tell he wasn't a novice at getting fucked. He maintained his erection the whole time he rode my cock as it flailed in the air with his bouncing movements. I think he liked that position because we also continued to kiss as he was riding the pony. When he dismounted, he was still hard as a rock but needed to lay back a bit to rest. I went to work sucking his cock, hungry to swallow the load. He obliged by shooting off a good sweet spray of jizz. He continued stroking my cock, but because I wasn't quite there yet, I held off. Once a guy has cum, he usually isn't into putting in the full effort to get his guy off, so I wasn't going to be demanding. He told me he told his wife he had to go to the store so now he had to be getting back. He got cleaned up, dressed and headed home, but said he'd be into hooking up again. Can't wait!!

So now, I'm not quite finished, so back onto the internet I go. I feel like some mutual cock sucking, that's what I'm looking for now. I received an instant message from Looking2BBlown, an airline pilot who was just getting off work and wanted some head before heading home. He told me he was straight and wasn't into kissing or body contact but just liked receiving head. I told him to come over and lay back on my bed and I'll do the work. He arrived at the door and hadn't changed out of his uniform yet. For a moment I thought it was a police officer at the door in uniform - now that was a hot scene! He came in and took off his shoes. Knowing what he was after, I told him to follow me into the bedroom. Straight guys looking for head generally forego the ceremony and just undress getting into position. That's what he did. His body was hairy (including his back) and beefy. His cock was about 7 inches long, but rather thin. The benefit to that is I can deep throat the cock for long periods of time and continue breathing. I know I enjoy having a throat deep on my cock, so I presumed he would like it too. As it turned out, I sucked his cock for an hour and a half as he moaned in ecstasy. Unlike most guys, he came with very long and slow mouth strokes while I fondled his balls and tickled the base of his cock behind his balls. He became louder in his moans telling me he was about to deliver. I could feel stream after stream of cum blasting into my mouth, the salty nectar filling my mouth as I continued the slow mouth strokes. His body shuddered in pleasure. I came off his cock with a mouthful of cum, and slowly swallowed his man juice. While laying there, I asked him if that was one of the best blow jobs he had ever had. He said it was and I was pretty certain that it was. He too wanted to stroke me off, but again I wasn't quite ready to call it a night. We parted company as he had to get home to his girlfriend.

Now it was my turn for some head. By this time it was midnight and still relatively early. I went back on the internet and by 1:30 a.m. had another guy nibbling on my profile. Though he was 40 miles away, he agreed to travel to my place saying he would be over in about 30 minutes. He has a beautiful uncut cock with low hanging balls.

Everything seemed on plan, and though I figured 45 minutes was a more realistic travel time, I waited in the front window for him to arrive, not having seen a face pic yet. And I waited. And I waited. By 2:30 I decided I would lie down on my bed and wait there, having left the door open should he arrive and knock for his pleasure. By about 3:00 a.m. I had fallen asleep. Looks like he didn't make it. Sometimes that happens. Internet hook-ups are not always 100%, and I had satisfied my sexual needs for that night. I am more into tantric sex anyway and don't rely on an orgasm to fully satisfy the pleasure my body needs. I guess tonight I may have to feed the hunger again...

Thank You Al Gore for Inventing the Internet

I love the internet. Its the greatest place to meet guys for hook-ups. When I first came out, the only place to meet guys socially was the bars. I was so awkward and uncomfortable, I think I might have hooked up there no more than a couple of occasions total. At that time the only bathhouse that existed in the city was closed after a raid a few years earlier. My main place to meet guys was the parks and in tearooms (cottages). For those who don't know, tearooms are public washrooms that guys go to for sex. They usually have two sets of doors so you have sufficient time to get yourself back in order between the time the first door opens and the fellow walks through the second door. Sometimes they just have one door, but because of the lay-out of the bathroom, you usually have enough time to get yourself back into place. The best tearooms are usually in bus depots, train stations, shopping centres, university campuses, and large hotels. I'll go over some of my best tearoom experiences in future blog posts.

No, today, I want to tell you about the internet. I have had my profile on several sites, but I have a few favorites. The one I use the most these days seems to attract guys in their 40's who'll hook up with younger guys and older guys, and guys in their 20's looking for their daddies. I get a lot of action from my profile there. Here's the text of my ad:

"Horny Cocksucker Hey Men! Looking to hook up with hot hung horny guys! Into kissing, body contact, rimming, lots of mutual oral, deep throating and 69 action. Got a nine inch thick tool with a big mushroom head for your cocksucking enjoyment. Average build, clean shaven or stubble face, hairy, good looking and shaved cock and balls. Into all types, but especially like hairy bearded guys, height-weight proportionate and a generous portion of meat to feed on. Uncut preferred but not a requirement. Looking for passionate men who love to deep kiss and can go for a very long time, multiple cummers, some raunch play. Prefer to host - we'll go straight to my bedroom. 420 friendly. Descriptive profiles and messages with pics gets my attention so unlock or attach them to your e-mail. Discretion assured, HIV neg here. Instant message is not my thing, so e-mail to arrange a hook-up."

Cruising on a hook-up site on the internet is like ordering from a menu. Sometimes you're looking for filet mignon, sometimes you just want a burger and fries. I like descriptive profiles that tell me exactly what a guy is looking for sexually, what they have to offer, and I like to see a picture of a guy's cock, body and face. Sometimes I like to take a chance and will respond to an ad without pics if something about the ad tantalizes me. When a guy is coming over, I like to watch from my front window as my play-mate pulls up, gets out of his car, and starts walking up the drive. Most times, there's some hot guy coming up to feed that beast inside that's trying to claw its way out devouring his insides.

So I just got an e-mail on my profile. Here's his message: "It's A* - you probably don't remember me - going back to 2002 or 2003 at the rock garden. I'd recognize your cock anywhere!" I love being remembered so fondly. He's the uncut guy in the foreground. There isn't a whole lot there for me to go on, and that was over 1,000 guys ago. I'll have to write him again and ask for a face pic. For privacy reasons, I won't be uploading that image.

I also had a great opportunity to meet a guy I contacted on the internet a few years ago. I have lots of interest in things, and gargantuan monster meat is one of them. Let me introduce you to GReg. I really wanted to play with that bag, but he is in a monogamous relationship. I had to settle for a good long feel of the cock and balls. Just so you know, this is siliconed genital enhancement.


So this is the second post on my blog. In fact I have never read another person's blog before, and have had no instruction on how to put together a blog. I saw the movie "Julie and Julia" a month or so ago and got all my tips and pointers on how to write a blog from there. Who knows, maybe I'll be in a big budget movie with a big movie star playing the role of me. Lets see, Russell Crowe perhaps... Feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you think. Really nasty comments will be deleted though!

Welcome to My Sexual Life

Hello all you blog enthusiasts. I have been considering writing a blog for a while, but wanted to write something different from all the inane musings on life most people write about, or boring things I do like going to work every day, cleaning my house or watching TV. No, I decided to tell you about my sex life, my views on men's sexuality, relationships, sexuality in general, and all the fun I have been having. I will be most truthful with you and describe details as accurately as I can. I'll post pics throughout, and unless specified otherwise, the pics are the actual guys I hooked up with, taken from their online profiles and postings. Some of this may be a bit kinky or raunchy for you, so be forewarned...

A little about myself first. I have a big cock. I LOVE my cock. Its just a tad under nine inches long, just under six inches in circumference, with a big mushroom head. The photo above is actually my cock - it has a gentle downward curve that is ideal for deep throating. It gives me a great deal of pleasure. I love to have it sucked, and I also love to suck cock. When you have a big cock, you really appreciate that 10% or so of guys who can deep throat a monster right to the base and do it well. That appreciation of quality deep throating is what motivated me to develop my deep throating skills, and I am at the point where I can hold a cock of up to 8 inches right to the back of my throat and continue breathing for a good long time. I think guys enjoy having their cocks held in a tight throat lock - I know I really do. The biggest cock I have ever deep throated was 12 inches. I'll bet you can guess his ancestral heritage... I think the bigger the cock, the more motivated I am to take it deep. I've had a few other monsters in my day, but that one stands out in my memory. I'll tell you a bit more about him some day... I'm still working on suppressing my gag reflex, though I think that is something that is hard to master. I mean I almost toss when the doctor uses a tongue depressor on the front on my tongue. Somehow a cock can make it past that point without much difficulty.

I'm also a slut. By day I'm a reserved government office employee, but by night "I'm one hell of a lover..." I'm going to do some quick math here - hold on... I have been having sex with men since I was 19. I am now 47. That's 28 years. I have had one 10 year relationship where I would say besides my guy I had sex with about 30 men per year during that time, give or take. I also had a three year relationship, but we would go to bathhouses and have sex with 5 or 6 guys per occasion, usually once per week. In my years as a single guy before my ten year relationship, I was having sex probably 3 times per week. Lets say 150 guys per year times 10 is 1,500 guys, plus 300 during my longer term relationship, 3 per week for 5 years between relationships, plus 750 or so during my three year relationship, and since then for the last year and a half, about 4 per week, so that's another 300 or so. I guess the total is 3,600 men. Sounds about right.

I love men. I'm perfectly cool with being promiscuous. I love the sound of that word. It says "share the love" to me. I mean, there really isn't any other pleasure in life that comes close to sex. Great food is a distant second. By the way, I'm HIV negative, last tested in August of this year. I'll tell you about how I stayed that way in future blog postings.

So I have a lot of stories to tell. Come along for the ride.