Sunday, August 31, 2008


Went up to the big city on Thursday. I would have liked to misbehave but I was caught up with work and family business apart from Saturday afternoon. I checked out a cruise club and a couple of arcades but nothing was stirring.

So I arrived back home this morning still needing to scratch that itch. Started with Old Faithful, the 9" black monster. At the base it's wider round than my wrist and hard to take. A couple of times I've ended up with a bit of bleeding. Today I took it slow, with dollops of gun oil, deep breathing and pauses while I push those lips out. 20 minutes into the session I took another big hit of poppers, felt my arse open up further and took the last inch inside me. Whoowheee! Stopped for a rest then did it all over again.

Course that wasn't enough. I needed the real thing. It being a fine spring afternoon I decided to take my sticky arse up the hill. A few old geezers hanging around, nothing too promising, then ... Bingo!

He had an ordinary guy look to him. Face was familiar but I couldn't place him. He had his dick out already, pulling himself. He wasn't sure that he wanted me sucking on it but then turned round and let me on. Real fine piece of meat.

I started on the head. Then took him deeper. He was a perfect size for me: any bigger and I wouldn't have been able to get him right down my throat. I had to turn my head sideways to get the last inch down. He wanted me to work on the head, then he wanted to fuck my face and go deep. I started to see big strings of thick saliva hanging off him every time I pulled off.

He was nervous at first - kept his pants up, kept looking round for other guys coming along the track. After a couple of hits of poppers he relaxed, dropped his trou and concentrated on the job at hand.

I was all horned up. The guy looked and sounded straight as. Real tradesman type. Short salt and pepper hair, crooked teeth, little gut. He had few words, just kept telling me what to do next on his dick.

I couldn't get him interested in my arse and he didn't react when I said I wanted to eat his. He just fucked my face harder and deeper. I wanked him as I sucked him. He started to come. I swallowed a couple of spurts of thick cum off him before he squeezed his dick to stop it. A pause then I sucked him some more. First the head then the shaft then the full length. Long strings of saliva everywhere.

He told me to wank him again. He finally blew over my face as I blew over my shorts. I tried to lick the head but he was too sensitive. He wiped his dick on my t-shirt, a smirk on his face. He buttoned up and headed back up the trail.

Funny thing is I think I've now worked out who he is. A few years ago I had a memorable fuck one summer day over in the park. The guy was on a bike. He looked in my direction as he passed and then headed up the gully into the bush. I followed him and then it was all on. We made out for a while then he stripped off completely. I did the same.

He wasn't that tall but had a nice working man's body and a big fat dick. And liked to play dirty. He sucked my arse, I sucked his arse, we frenched each other with the taste of our arses all over our faces. I sucked his dick and licked out his pits. And then he slid it into me raw and fucked me. I was standing, I was on my back, I was on all fours.

It was a fuck to remember: the smells and tastes, the risk (both completely naked, not far from the track), doing it on the dirt and above all his big dick punching up my arse. And doing it raw. In my mind I was fighting between wanting the fuck to go on and on and the fear of doing it bareback.

We didn't get to a climax. He climbed off, put his gear on and left. I was puzzled at the time though I thought afterwards he maybe wanted to get his arse fucked as well. I saw him once a few months after that but couldn't get him interested.

Like I say, that was a few years ago. Was it bikeguy again today? The face looked familiar and the dick sure matched the big tool from the fuck in the park. On the other hand the guy today showed no interest in arse play, with mine or his, and there was nothing exhibitionist about him, unlike bikeguy. I'll look out for him again and see if next time I can interest him in getting up my arse. I guess that will provide the answer.

In the meantime that must rank as my most lipsmackingly piggy blowjob in months. I'm now heading off to bed with his dick smell and his dried cum still on my face. Soon as I publish this I'm going to be on my back with my dick in my hand ...

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