Tuesday, June 30, 2009


Weather was cold and windy on Sunday but I went out for a run anyway. There was no-one up the top of the hill. I headed across the city to check out the park. On the track into the park a guy looked at me as we passed. I stopped, turned and followed. He had stopped 100m further along the path. We headed up into the trees.

He was a bit younger than me, with a bit of a gut. I squatted down and got him unzipped. Nothing too exciting there to start with but as I sucked him he hardened up and grew. He had a fat dick with an extra-large mushroom head. It was the kind of dick that makes your jaw ache after a few minutes just because you have to hold your mouth wide open at the same time as you are trying to suck. It's a nice kind of ache to have.

I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He didn't say no. I stood up, dropped my shorts, turned round, leant forward against the pine and told him to rub his dick against my arse. Nice. A minute of that and then I took his dick and lodged the head against my hole. I thought he would ask for a rubber. No, he kept it there and started pushing. Oh yes! I felt the head stretch me open as he pushed the first inch of it inside me. Then he was balls-deep in my arse. I bent further down as he started moving in and out.

I don't know about you but when I'm on the receiving end of a good fuck I just want to get naked. It was real cold up under the trees with the wind blowing but I stripped off my shirt so I was stark naked. He dropped his jeans all the way down and starting pumping me harder. I bent further down and put my hands on the ground to give him a better angle on the slope. Mmmmm, yes!

A few minutes more and I could feel him softening. He had complained when we started that his head was spinning - he was still suffering from a hard night out. He pulled his dick out. Uh oh: I had hosed out before I left home but there were a few specks of brown on his dick. He spent a minute cleaning himself off and then looked horrified when I said I would suck him. I sucked him anyway till he got hard again. I asked if he wanted to fuck me again but I could tell from his reaction that it wasn't going to happen. I squatted down and started sucking him again. He really wanted to come but couldn't quite get there.

I was starting to get real cold. All of a sudden he swore and jumped back: he had spotted someone on the path just below his. He hadn't realised the path was so close. As if I could care. Anyhow that was it. He zipped up and headed off.

I was still horned up so I headed down to the sauna. There was a good crowd there. I passed country boy who was friendly but clearly not looking for a rerun just now. I headed into a cubicle with a guy around my age with a good lean body. We made out for a while but it was clear he wanted to get his arse fucked. I pushed him back on the bed, lifted his legs, rimmed him for a bit and then started smacking my dick against his hole. He was happy to take my tongue raw but not my dick. I tried with a rubber but soon lost my hard-on. I said bye bye and left him to it.

Found a younger guy with a fat gut and a hard dick who wanted to get sucked. We ended up in a cubicle. I asked if I could sit on his dick. Yeah, but he wanted to wear a rubber. OK. I sank down onto his dick, adjusted to having him inside me then started moving up and down on him. He lay there moaning, just liking the feeling of my hole.

A few minutes of that and he was ready to lift the tempo. He got up, put me on my back and slid his dick into me from above. Now it's fucktime. Even with the rubber he had stayed really hard. Now he was pummelling me, banging his pelvis against my arse. My hole was starting to hurt, but a good kind of hurt. He grabbed my dick. He wanted to see me blow. But it was the feeling of his dick rather than his hand that tipped me over the edge. I spurted all over my stomach. He ran his hand through my jizz and then started fucking me hard and fast before he blew his load. He didn't linger: he slapped my arse, grabbed his towel and left.

That was it for Sunday prayers, folks. We take what we can get, I guess.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Dirty blogs

Hey, for those who like to read about other guys getting some action, here's a couple more blogs to add to the list. I'm not really into teeny-boppers but this kid is setting out to be a bottom slut role model at an early age. Make the most of it boyo. And I've found a genuine piggy cum dump here at streetcock.


I headed out looking for action on Saturday. In one of the toilets in the city I found a young guy standing at the urinal jacking himself. I got down to my knees and opened my mouth. I liked what I saw: fat uncut cock, dark skin and a shiny red head. It tasted good too. He hardened up as I started to suck. After a minute I pushed hard on his dick and took the head of it down my throat. He gasped. I held him there and then backed off to get a breath. I carried on like this for a few minutes. He had a truly beautiful piece of meat and he was obviously super-horny.

I asked if he wanted to go into a cubicle. Nope. Did he want to fuck me? No. OK, I carry on with the blowjob, just hoping no-one else will walk in before we've finished. I deep throat him again, he leans back and moans and then starts pushing his dick against the back of my throat. His breathing speeds up and I can feel his cock just about ready to burst. Then all of a sudden I have a mouthful of jizz. Yumm. Big swallow. The guy pulls out, cleans up quickly and leaves.

Friday, June 19, 2009


A while back I had a couple of nights in Washington which I haven't told you about.

First there was the park which was listed on squirt and cruising for sex. When I got there it was around closing time. I read about needing to look out for cops but the guys there didn't seem too concerned. Almost all of them were black guys. There was a few of them hanging around in front of a statue. One guy was just standing there with his pants down around his knees while another guy was sliding his raw dick up his arse. Funny was that the slut kept standing straight up rather than bending forward like you normally do if you are getting fucked. I was sitting on park bench behind them, watching. So another guy comes over to me. He gets me to suck on his dick then goes over and pushes into the slut's arse then comes back for me to blow him again. His dick was tasty but not shitty. After half an hour things got quiet plus it felt as if the guys there were mostly into other black or latino types.

I headed down to men's party which I'd never been to before. It was naked night. There wasn't a lot of talent to choose from. In one of the cubicles in the basement there was one guy on his belly, legs wide, exposing his shaved arsehole. I rimmed him for a few minutes, which made my dick hard. Then I slid my dick into him raw and fucked him for a while. He had a nice hole and a hot body but I didn't want to come right at the start of the evening so I left him and walked around.

When I came back down half an hour later there was a younger guy in glasses fucking the same slut. He didn't have a rubber on. I talked to the young guy. He said he was Irish. He pulled out so I could suck on his dick. Then he fucked me for a few minutes. Whatever he did he didn't show a lot of enthusiasm, as if he was tranquilised or something. He pulled out and then fucked the other slut but again without any sign of real interest or excitment.

Eventually I left him to it. Upstairs there was a black guy in a chair. Not pretty but kind of hot. He was happy for me to suck him. He kept growing. Eventually I was chewing on a real XL sized dick. I asked if I could sit on it. Sure. I hopped up on the chair facing him, slowly slid down onto his dick and moved up and down on it. I bounced on his raw dick for a few minutes. He was real big but I wasn't getting much sensation. I slid off and sucked him for a while to harden him up, then turned around with my back to him and slid back down onto his dick. This time I could really feel him in my arse. A few minutes of that and I blew a load all over the floor. I pulled off, turned round and sucked him till he gave me a mouthful.

I went back the following night. One guy with a mustache gave me the eye as I walked in. I liked the look of him. I walked around for a few minutes to see what was there. I ran into mustache in one of the corridors. I groped him and he followed me into a back room. We made out for a while then I dropped my pants and told him to get down there and suck me. He was a good slutty cocksucker and got me good and hard. I liked the feel of his mustache. I bent him over the bunk, pulled down his pants, squatted down and started eating him out. He had a good hairy arse, tasty but not raunchy. He said I could basically do anything I wanted with his arse. I took it he meant he was poz and took loads. I said let's go to a cubicle but before that I slid my dick into his hole just to test the goods. It felt real good so I kept it there. He may have been a slut but he had a tight, really fuckable arsehole.

I worked on his tits. He liked it rough. I worked him over for a while then made him get up on the bunk, hauled his pants off and fucked him doggy style. The feeling of his arse on my raw dick was making me real horny. I pushed myself up higher and starting banging my dick down into him from above. The slut loved it. There were other guys round us pulling their dicks while they watched.

I pulled out and got back down on the floor. His arse was now quite open and slick. i stuck a couple of fingers in then two more. He was opening up further. I tried to get all my fingers and thumb in there. He was moaning but didn't stop me. I opened him up a long way before he stopped me. Too dry I guess. I stand him against the bunk and slide my dick back into him and banged him real hard for a few minutes.

Eventually he got down on the floor and started blowing me. He wanted my load. I explained I was mostly bottom and wanted to get my arse fucked even though his arse was making me really horny. He decided to call it a night, though only after we made out again.

Downstairs there was a 50ish guy in a cubicle. Nice body but he was a bit out of it. He had a nice little hole, tight, with a bit of hair around it. I fucked him a bit. He wanted me to keep going till I could give him a load. I decided to keep moving. I still wanted to get my arse fucked.

I ended up in a sort of orgy room - the end of a dead-end corridor with a dozen guys crammed inside. A tall guy with a little gut feels me up, pulls his dick out of his briefs and slaps it against my arse. He complains about not having any lube but eventually gets it inside me just with spit, which is what I want. He has a fat uncut dick. He pumps away as I lean over the bunk. He was a hot fuck, especially when he wrapped his arms round my chest and gave me a bear hug. After a few hits of poppers I was really into it and would have taken his load if he had kept going. But the rough fuck plus the crowd was making me excited. I couldn't hold off. I blew my load on the floor while he held me tight. He kept cuddling me and making out while I came down from the orgasm. He said he was from Russia.

I guess that's a lot of risk for a couple of nights. The guy with the mustache was hot but he must have been poz. Same for the slut I fucked on the first night and the black guy whose dick I sat on and the Russian who barebacked me. Haven't heard back from the doctor so I figure the test was negative though theoretically I'm still inside the window. I guess the fact I didn't take any loads makes the risk lower though any random barebacking in a town like Washington is kinda like russian roulette. All a bit chilling if I think rationally about it.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Country boy

I've got a sore throat. For all the right reasons.

Down on the waterfront on Sunday there were hot guys out running or joining the crowd at the market. But no action in the toilets. Ditto out at the beach.

Late in the day I went down to the sauna. After the last time I didn't have great expectations. But the first guy I saw after I changed looked familiar. A few weeks earlier I had sucked his dick for a few minutes in the steam room. I followed him down to the maze and asked if he wanted me to suck him again. Yes he did. We went back to find an empty room.

Let me tell you a bit about him. The first time I encountered him we hadn't talked at all, partly because I had my mouth full the whole time. In the cubicle this time he was talkative. He was from a country town over the other side of the range. He's a big guy, muscled as if he uses his body for a living, though he's got a little gut. And he's hot: he has a couple of tats, looks and talks like a straight boy. And did I mention ... that he has a really big dick? A really big fat uncut dick that gets real hard and stays that way.

So we drop our towels, he lies back on the squab and I bend down and work my tongue under his foreskin. He hardens up. I take his dick into my mouth and push it as far as I can down my throat. His dick curves upwards. That plus the thickness plus the hardness plus the fact I'm coming at him from the front means I can't get him all the way down the throat. But he's happy. He says he really likes the sensation when I push the head of his dick against the back of my throat.

We carry on like this a few minutes while our hands roam over each other's bodies. he chats away. He's curious about other guys I've played with and other places I have played, especially some of my adventures in the park. He has great big hairy balls underneath his big dick. I roll them around in my mouth and then go back to sucking his dick.

I tell him that if he really wants to get his dick down my throat we'll need to change position. He stands up behind me while I lie on my back and put my head back over the end of the squab. He slides his dick into my mouth and pushes down. Faaarck! I get him most of the way down but I'm struggling against the gag reflex, not helped by the fact that it's only a few hours since I ate lunch. I pull off for a breather and then try again. He pushes down once more, holds it there. He's loving it. I'm struggling not to throw up but hugely turned on. I pull off him once again but lift my head so I can lick his crack and his balls and stick my tongue in his hole. Earlier I wasn't that hard. Now with him blocking my throat with his dick and then with the taste of his arse my dick is standing up hard. I go back down to deep throat him again. He is in heaven. I guess he doesn't get enough of this.

Eventually I call a break - I'm finding it hard to avoid vomiting. He's happy. I want more. I ask if he wants to fuck me. Yeah sure but he wants to use a rubber. Well I figure it's that or nothing so I pass him a condom. He fucks me doggy style. It's a great sensation. He does it slow and does it fast and then bangs me hard. He has all the assets. It's still not one of the all-time great fucks: he's not that imaginative and in spite of his size and hardness he doesn't manage to deliver that last inch - the extra bit of length that makes you want to shout. But he's big, rough and friendly. He likes it when I reach under and play with his hairy balls as they bang against my arse. I love it.

He eventually pulls out and settles himself on the mattress. I pull the rubber off him and get back to sucking him. With the deep throating earlier on my mouth is good and slimy and I can use my hand as well as my mouth. He's lying back moaning in pleasure. A couple of minutes more and he warns me he's going to unload. His dick swells up even more and then all of a sudden I have a mouth full of jizz. I suck him gently for half a minute while I swallow his load, then I pull off.

He's still all chatty and friendly. Asks how old I am. He thinks I'm in my twenties. I tell him he must have really bad eyes. But he likes my body and thinks I'm a great fuck. You're welcome bud. He says he doesn't do internet hook-ups but I guess there's a good chance we'll meet up again some time at the sauna. I figure he'd be game for another round. He's had a good time. I told him about the times I got fucked raw in the park. It doesn't seem to faze him but I don't get the sense that he's turned on by the idea. We'll see.

So what else can I report? This morning on the way to work I passed the red head walking in the opposite direction. I often see him there around that time - I guess he comes in on the train. He always looks good: tall and real lean, the red hair and freckles. He doesn't acknowledge me, just looks straight ahead. But he knows that I'm thinking about his slutty arse and wanting to drop a load inside him.

Meantime I've been to the clinic for my six-monthly check. This time the doctor was frowning about me barebacking - says he's seeing a real increase in the number of guys being diagnosed. That was Friday, I haven't heard back so I guess that means I'm clear, for the time being. That's a relief: I've been taking more risks in the last few months but I really don't want to end up getting pozzed. Yeah I know, I can't have it both ways.