Sunday, January 25, 2009


Had a few days up in the big city last week. Only had one night out. I started at the springs. By the time I arrived around 1am the action had pretty much disappeared. One guy opened his fly for me. He was hot, had a fat dick which stayed hard the whole time I was sucking him. He was sniffing amyl most of the time I was working on him. But he didn't want to fuck my arse and didn't really seem to get into fucking my throat. He eventually wandered off, not sure what he was looking for.

I headed up to the club, not expecting to find much action there. I followed a bear into a room with a barber's chair. He smelt raunchy. He said around twenty guys had pissed on him earlier at a bar. I was in pig heaven. Licked his pits, chewed and licked his tits, licked his crotch in between deep throating him.

He had an extra long dick, uncut and tasty. He put me on my back in the barber's chair, slid it in and went at it. On a regular stroke he made me groan, but when he banged in that extra half inch it really hurt, in a good kind of way. And he liked hurting me. Backhanders on the face, teeth and nails on my tits, then more banging my arse.

He stayed hard for half an hour of this. With all the deep dicking the juices were flowing both in my throat and in my arse. Both were getting real slimy, as they do with a lot of rough action. One thing really threw me: he stood between my legs with his arse against my cock, lifted himself up and bent forward, pushed his dick down between his legs and slid it into my arse. Then he fucked me. So I am looking at his back as he drills me back to front. I thought I'd tried everything but this was something else. He hit spots that had never felt a dick before. I was making so much noise he pushed his palm across my face to gag me.

Then he called for a change. Got into the barber's chair himself, lay back and made me do some work. Pushed out his rosebud and made me eat his arse. Made me chew his tits real hard and licked him all over, still tasting of piss and sweat. I still wanted more dick. I squatted on top of him, slid down onto his dick and bounced there for 10 minutes until my knees gave out. I still needed more so I stood between his legs with my back to him and sat on his dick. In this position the sensation was intense because of the angle but as I was standing up I was able to keep moving up and down on him without my knees giving out. His long dick was hitting a spot deep inside me and I could feel the spunk rising. I pounded myself on his dick and then blew all over the wall I was facing.

I licked the arse juice off his dick, gave him one last tongue bath, gave him my phone number and left.

Thursday, January 15, 2009


Got a message on recon this morning. The guy - let's call him H - said he was a top, wanted to fist, rim and fuck. We chatted. Said he was Samoan, 8½" dick. Into watersports. I asked if he fucked raw. He said he was poz and so had to wear a rubber when he fucked. I explained I had never managed to take a fist all the way but wanted to keep trying. He lived out in the burbs so we made a rendezvous, giving me time to hose out and pick up some fresh poppers en route.

He didn't have a pic so I was expecting this might not work out. Sure enough, he wasn't pretty. But his pits were ripe, he had hardware in both his nipples and a treasure trail. And his dick ... well, it was a classic. He hadn't exaggerated. Had that sour pissy taste of an uncut dick that hasn't been washed too recently. Gave me an instant hard-on. Under the foreskin he had a fat head with a shiny, slimy glans. I got down to it. He hardened as I worked on his tits, sucked on his pits and pushed the foreskin back with my lips. I wiped his slimy dickhead over my face to get more of the scent.

H was having a good time and wanted more. He stripped right off and pulled me onto the bed with my arse in his face. He rimmed me while I sucked him some more. He used his stubble on my arselips while I kept up the suction on the head of his dick. Aaaahhh. I couldn't resist it: I got up, squatted over his dick and slid down onto it, raw. He looked surprised - he knew I was neg. I rode up and down on him for a minute, climbed off and sucked my arse juice off his dick. He rimmed me some more then I sat on his dick again.

After a while of this he got up, put a pillow under my arse and lubed up his hand. He went from one finger to several to a handful, all with a light touch. He worked at my arse while I took a hit of poppers. At one point it felt as if he was almost in but I got him to back off and slide his dick in for a minute instead. He was hard and raw dick always feels good, but with my hole already stretched wide even his 8" didn't do much for me.

I asked for more fist. He knew what he was doing. His hands weren't that small but he had a knack for finding a way in. More pressure, more poppers. All of a sudden ... I had expected intense pain but no, it was just an amazing sensation of being stretched in a way I'd never been stretched before, as he went past the knuckle and pushed into me up to his wrist. Something went off in my brain - and in my dick. It was instant orgasm, though I didn't ejaculate until he had eased back out. Faaark.

We rested up and then showered. No pain from my arse, though he said there had been a little bit of blood when he pulled out. Midnight tonight and my arse is still singing. I can see I will be wanting more of this.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Load me up

Sun came out about lunchtime so I headed out for a run. There was nothing much happening up the hill so I headed out to the beach. I loitered against the wall for about half an hour watching the aircraft until a guy walking past gave me the eye.

I followed him in. He was taller than me - around six feet - and good looking. He groped himself to show what he wanted. I signalled I was happy to help him out.

One cubicle was already occupied but we took the other. He opened his shorts and pulled out a fat piece of meat. I sat on the seat and took him in my mouth. His dick was uncut, moist and tasted of piss. He hardened fast. So did I with a hard dick in my mouth and his fingers working my tits. I gave him serious suction. The skinny brotha in the next cubicle put his head over the partition to watch the show.

Tall dude got me to drop my shorts and started groping between my legs, working my dick and my arse while he was sucking my face. I stood up to make it easier for him. He pushed a finger into my arse. I put a handful of saliva down there to moisten things up and then bent down to suck him again.

He dropped his shorts to his ankles and started working my arse harder with his finger. He got me to turn around, squatted and pushed his tongue into my crack. I bent over, supporting myself against the cistern.

Open that hole, he said. I knew this wasn't going to be easy - this was one serious piece of meat he was smacking against my arse. I pushed to open my hole up for him. I gobbed into my fist and wrapped it around his dick to make it slimy. He slipped the head in, then slowly pushed the rest. His dick was long as well as thick. I bent my knees further, arched my back and dropped my hips to get the height right as he started moving in and out. Then he was going in balls deep with every thrust.

From the sounds he was making I thought he was close to cumming but he kept banging me hard. After another minute he started to slow down and it was clear he had put a load into me. He slipped out and showed me his cummy dick. I took a lick then jerked myself, coming into the can after half a dozen strokes. We both straightened up. He smirked at me. Two pigs into toilet sex.

We cleaned up, kissed (mmm the taste of arse juice after a raw fuck ...) smiled and walked out. There was another guy hanging around in front of the cubicle door as we left, no doubt wishing he could have been part of the game.

I ran all the way home. With a lot on my mind: this was the first time in several years I have taken a load up my arse. In fact the last time was in the same place. I didn't ask the guy whether he was poz and he didn't ask whether he could come in me. Hard to know what he was assuming though he looked real relaxed about the whole thing. So I guess we'll see what happens.

When I got home I shat out a large load of cum. Hot.

Raw Indian

Weather on Saturday night was too cool for the park. I headed for the tubs. Thin pickings: mostly older guys.

The one guy that interested me was tall, lean and very tanned, with long black hair. I hadn't seen him before. It took a while to get him interested. Eventually he joined me in the sling room after I started working on his nipples.

It took a while to work out what he was into. His dick was small and he didn't get hard. But when I turned him round, bent him over and started playing with his arse he started moaning. Bingo.

I crouched, spread his cheeks and started tonguing his arsehole. His arse was shaved but stubbly. I rimmed him, chewed on his ring and bit his cheeks. He stayed bent over and moaning. I pushed a finger slowly into his hole. He was real tight. He moaned some more and bent over further.

As usual the taste of arse made my dick hard. I slapped it against his crack and slid it up and down against his hole. I spat on the head, then
slipped it slowly into his hole. He stayed tight but let me in. I gradually went in further until I was in all the way. I left it all the way in, just holding his hips and moving him slowly from side to side as he moaned. I pulled out a little and pushed slowly back in. The sensation was intense - I had used no lube, and he remained tight.

After a bit more of this the guy pulled me down onto the mat on the floor and lay on his back. I pushed his legs back to his ears, lifted his hips and ate him out. We shared a couple of hits of poppers. After I got his arse sloppy wet I pushed my dick back in and gave him more poppers. This time he was ready to fuck. I got up off my knees and started pivoting into him, supported just by my feet and hands. I went deep, all the way out, and then started banging him. Pelvis to pelvis. He was moaning like a whore. He loosened a little but then from time to time he would tighten up again.

He was getting sore. I don't think he was used to being fucked, and even with me - I'm not that big - he was finding it hard to take. We lay next to each other while I moved my hand over his body. He was lean and hard but not particularly muscled.

After a while I got back behind him and started playing with his arsehole, wetting my finger to keep him moist and pinching his nipple to keep him horny. He let me slip my thumb into him. His hole was still tight but he was getting off on the sensation of having my thumb move around inside him.

Eventually it was clear he was ready for something more serious. I got behind him again on my knees and rubbed my dick against his hole. Then he let me back inside. This time I didn't bang him. Instead I went deep inside and just bore down on him with all my weight. I moved slowly back and then into him again. He squeezed my dick even tighter with his sphincter. I pushed slowly in and out and shared the poppers with him one more time. The moaning got faster and louder. I pushed into him again. He was thrashing around. Then he pushed me out. He had come all over his belly. I jerked myself as I licked the cum off his gut and then blew a load over him.

We talked for a while. I thought he was a tourist with a deep suntan but it turned out he was a local. Ethnically he was Indian which explained the dark skin and hair.

As you know, I'm basically a bottom but if I'm going to fuck a guy this is what I like: a lean body, small arse and a tight hole. It reminded me of the French guy I fucked by a lake near Lyon about five years ago - another one with a tight hole who couldn't cope with a big dick inside him.